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Ask-elis-ender got lost in the Jungle!
Endermen. Endermen everywhere. The Survivalist frowns, carefully fidgeting with her gloves. She wasn't really looking forward to an impromptu bath, but should one instigate a fight, she would not lose her life here. She'd built up so much in her time, and no measly Ender would end her only life.
She's tucked away inside, eyes tilted down to keep from making eye contact with anything.
A Song made up entirely of Minecraft sounds.
This is really cute
Michael: Whatever. *leaps off the various trees as he heads to the mountains*
She just waves a hand lethargically, stepping inside and proceeding to slide the heavy board over the door.
Michael: Also the fact I've fallen from plenty of things before.
She rolls her eyes, giving a sigh, "Look, Kid. If ya wanna argue 'bout this, go bother someone who actually comes back when they die, mm'kay? Ya ain't tha only one that's fallen outta a tree. An if'n y'll 'scuse me, the light's gettin dim out 'ere. An I'd like ta see tha sunrise." She pushes off the rails, moving to head inside.
Michael: Considering I can see snow capped mountains in the distance.
"Yeh? An if any a ya tree branches break, ya ain't gonna see much but the ground comin ta say hi."
Michael: I'm pretty sure I can find my way out of the jungle.
She shrugs, "Tha's what they all say."
Michael: *he turns around* Oh, hello.
She waves gently, "Ya lost 'r somethin?"
The "turnoff" "turnon" game. Ask me anything and I will answer if it is a turn off or turn on.
Michael: Hmm? Who's that?
She whistles from the treetop shack, smiling, "O'er 'ere."
Michael: *leaping across the treetops* Hmm... Wonder where the end of this jungle is.
The Explorer watches him, "Ain't for a loooong ways."
I see , now my dear can you pray tell me where I am ?
"Uh..." She blinks. "Yer in tha Jungle?"
The Treehouse is.. oddly quiet. There is, however, a rustling in the leaves above. And it’s traveling fast. You can hear the occasional tap of a foot on the branches… Along with the sounds of at least one Enderman teleporting to keep…
*Breathes out his teeth* I don’t need this, *pushes through* EXCUSE ME
There’s little reply, except for a splash of water ahead and a loud, anguished Ender-scream. Should he choose to tail them, it’ll lead him to a river. The Survivalist clambers out, fixing her glasses and shaking out her hair. “Hehehehe, Feckin’ Enders."
You there, small human…
"Hm?" She shoves her hair out of the way, looking up at the other, “Yeh? Ya lost ‘r somethin?"
Oh well *clears his throat* I am Emperor Jens Peder Bergensten of Minecraftia,
She kind of just… stares. “Uh… Hi? Call me DeeCee, Queen of…." She looks around, then points, “That tree there."
Uh…huh…*dusts his dark turquoise cloak and adjusts his golden necklace* really my dear?
"Well, there ain't nobody else living in it, so might as well be." She shrugs, "Keep invaders out, too."
The Treehouse is.. oddly quiet. There is, however, a rustling in the leaves above. And it’s traveling fast. You can hear the occasional tap of a foot on the branches… Along with the sounds of at least one Enderman teleporting to keep…
*Breathes out his teeth* I don’t need this, *pushes through* EXCUSE ME
There’s little reply, except for a splash of water ahead and a loud, anguished Ender-scream. Should he choose to tail them, it’ll lead him to a river. The Survivalist clambers out, fixing her glasses and shaking out her hair. “Hehehehe, Feckin’ Enders."
You there, small human…
"Hm?" She shoves her hair out of the way, looking up at the other, “Yeh? Ya lost ‘r somethin?"
Oh well *clears his throat* I am Emperor Jens Peder Bergensten of Minecraftia,
She kind of just... stares. "Uh... Hi? Call me DeeCee, Queen of...." She looks around, then points, "That tree there."
The Treehouse is.. oddly quiet. There is, however, a rustling in the leaves above. And it’s traveling fast. You can hear the occasional tap of a foot on the branches… Along with the sounds of at least one Enderman teleporting to keep…
*Breathes out his teeth* I don’t need this, *pushes through* EXCUSE ME
There’s little reply, except for a splash of water ahead and a loud, anguished Ender-scream. Should he choose to tail them, it’ll lead him to a river. The Survivalist clambers out, fixing her glasses and shaking out her hair. “Hehehehe, Feckin’ Enders."
You there, small human…
"Hm?" She shoves her hair out of the way, looking up at the other, "Yeh? Ya lost 'r somethin?"
The Treehouse is.. oddly quiet. There is, however, a rustling in the leaves above. And it’s traveling fast. You can hear the occasional tap of a foot on the branches… Along with the sounds of at least one Enderman teleporting to keep…
*Breathes out his teeth* I don’t need this, *pushes through* EXCUSE ME
There's little reply, except for a splash of water ahead and a loud, anguished Ender-scream. Should he choose to tail them, it'll lead him to a river. The Survivalist clambers out, fixing her glasses and shaking out her hair. "Hehehehe, Feckin' Enders."
Ask-herobrine-and-imperator-jens got lost in the Jungle!
The Treehouse is.. oddly quiet. There is, however, a rustling in the leaves above. And it’s traveling fast. You can hear the occasional tap of a foot on the branches… Along with the sounds of at least one Enderman teleporting to keep up.
What ..we’re did my ice tea go?!
There's a sudden -Snap!- In the trees above, and a branch comes tumbling to the ground... Followed by one Hardmode Survivalist. "ShitfeckfeckfeckfeCKFECKSCUSEMECOMIN'THROUGH." She makes a rahter rough landing, but stays on her feet, headed in the same direction as she'd been heading in the treetops. Not long after, she's followed by a large, rather irate Ender. "C'mooooon ya big, ugly spawn a Dragin! Le's go take a bath!"
Ask-herobrine-and-imperator-jens got lost in the Jungle!
The Treehouse is.. oddly quiet. There is, however, a rustling in the leaves above. And it's traveling fast. You can hear the occasional tap of a foot on the branches... Along with the sounds of at least one Enderman teleporting to keep up.
