Bashur Stories

I've written all the Minecrafters I love (Seto, Sky, Deadlox, Bodil, Simon, Mitch, Jerome, MunchingBrotato and Bashur) as kids in school around 10 to 12 years old. Please read!

I thought was going to be a normal day well as normal as a day could be when you're living with the people we see as our family in one big house then I just had to find that damned mansion and everything went to hell Im sorry everyone I'm so sorry

"Color stands out in the dark for which it is the only thing that can shine through the darkness." -This is the remake for Our True Colors-

Hello and Welcome to My Crazy little World known as My Brain You guys send in questions or scenarios and i'll write a chapter about it. Hope you all enjoy :3

Hi, I can't update this story really fast cause in a few days, I will start school. So please enjoy this story

Bashur and his friends go to an old school which turns out to be a game show from the famous Herobrine he locked 13 contestant in the school. In order to earn their freedom, they must kill each other. Read on as Bashur watches executions, death and pink blood.

Ca`top´tro`man`cy n. 1. (Antiq.) The art or act of foretelling future events or revealing occult knowledge by means of augury or an alleged supernatural agency involving a crystal ball or mirrors

REWRITE This is a rewrite of my original herobrine fanfic. Hope you like it!

"Bashur and Bodil are good friends and find out they have more than just friendship"