Chapter Thirty-Six: Drunk Minecraft
I am pretty much going to mutate the entirety of this drunk minecraft episode, though there will be a few snippits of dialogue from the actual video.
(Drunk Minecraft #65 | FIVE NIGHTS AT MINECRAFT)
Ellie
- Two Weeks Later -
It's about nine-thirty, and Mark has just explained to me that he is doing a Drunk Minecraft video. He has invited me to join, even though I wont be drinking. He told me to tell the audience that I am sick, which is partly true, and to just drink some water or something. I pull my hair into low pigtails, curling the ends a little. I pull on a baggy 'IzzaPuddin' shirt, my famous cat logo printed across the front of it. I wear shorts underneath, but that's not really important. It's not like anybody's going to see.
I shuffle around the kitchen, mixing together an assortment of energy drinks and alcohol for Mark. I didn't know how it was going to taste - I couldn't try it. Well, I mean, I could, but I didn't want to hurt the child. No damn way was I going to even have an ounce of alcohol. Sighing, I grip my hands around my cup of water and Mark's cup of monster energy drinks and alcohol, taking them upstairs with me with a somewhat tired sigh.
I place the cup of water on my desk, and then walk into Mark's room and notice that he has already started recording. I wave to the camera before placing the drink next to him, smiling at him briefly before turning and leaving for my room. I sit myself down on my spinning chair, pulling on my headphones and adjusting my mic. I smile at the camera, staring straight through the lens. Before Mark does his intro, everybody does there's so that they are out of the way.
I join the game in my favourite Minecraft skin: Ellie from The Last of Us. Out of all games, I have to say that this is the one I enjoyed and got immersed in the most. I'm glad that I got to record it and let all of my viewers see it, as it was one of my favourite series. Besides, I got a load of new subscribers because of it. Bonus!
"So... what're we doing?" I ask, tucking my feet up onto the chair. I flick my eyes toward the computer with the Skype call up, and notice Mark shrugging. My eyes skim back to my Minecraft screen, where I idly begin zooming around the flat land, circling Mark.
"Well, we have a challenge today," He says, perking an eyebrow. "And we have to build the characters from Five Night's at Freddy's. Now, seeing as you're the best creator, we're making you, Ellie, create the most complicated one." He tells me, grinning at his camera before chugging back some of his drink.
"Foxy?" I ask, and he nods. I roll my eyes, finding myself bumping into a plain, white statue as I whiz around the map. "Oh, hello," I say, running backwards to get a better look. There are four plain statues, obviously intended for us to decorate on. Or, should I say, ruin. Yeah, that sounds more appropriate. Ruin. "So who's creating who?" I ask, scrolling through blocks of different colours.
"I'll make Chica!" Mark declairs, hovering around one of the white statues.
"Remember, Chica is really slutty." Bob points out, letting out a laugh. His camera had broken, unfortunately, so he hasn't appeared on Skype.
"Yes, apparently," Mark says, stifling a laugh. "Yeah, Chica, uh, really... -"
"Likes the 'D'?" Bob suggests, causing me to let out a small laugh of my own. Mark shakes his head, pulling a face and leaning backwards.
"No, no, no," He says, continuing to shake his head. He then shrugs a little. "Unless she does, you know, it's her choice," He then stutters, thinking through something. "...Or he."
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