Spooky and Dead in #MinecraftPE — And I Don’t Mean Monsters

No, I mean me. Well, the spooky isn’t me, the dead is me. Again.

Here’s the spooky. I was wandering around the jungle at night, ’cause that’s how I roll. And I stumbled across this.

That’s a jungle temple, that is.

Naturally, being all Indiana Jones and stuff, I went in.

Steps up to an empty space that only exists to give a roof to where the stairs are. Bo-ring. But steps down to this.

Hmmm. A corridor. What could that small opening, half-hidden behind those vines, possibly be? And what could this thing, tucked away in a niche where I’ll have to pass it, possibly be?

Oops! Check out the red line, which is not, sadly, blood, but Redstone, which is used to make circuits.

Oh, dear, I’ve stepped into a deadly trap. Ping, ping, go the arrows, aimed right at my heart. Too bad I’m dressed from head to toe in iron armor, and your arrows can’t pierce it, Evil Genius Who Set The Trap! ~cue the theme music~ Daa da da-daaaa, daa da daaa….

Yup. Just scored me some free arrows. And the chest over there against the wall was packed with bones, golden apples, and the ever-popular rotten flesh.

So, yeah, I survived that adventure. Then I went mining. I got masses of gold and diamonds and even an emerald. Then I put down the game and went to check on what the weatherman was saying about possible severe storms, and I came back to the announcement that I had tried to swim in lava and was dead.

Let that be a lesson to you, boys and girls: never let real life interfere with your gaming.


I’m posting today at Fatal Foodies about a soup which was also somewhat disappointing.

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Write about a bitter irony.




I was born in Louisville, Kentucky, but now live in the woods in southern Indiana. Though I only write fiction, I love to read non-fiction. The more I learn about this world, the more fantastic I see it is.

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One thought on “Spooky and Dead in #MinecraftPE — And I Don’t Mean Monsters

  1. Dan Antion

    March 28, 2017 at 11:56am

    Since this isn’t the first time, you need to invest in lavaometer, or a lava life-raft or some lava-resistant underwear underneath that armor. Do you lose everything you’ve gathered, or can you name your future self in your will?

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      Marian Allen

      March 28, 2017 at 2:40pm

      Sometimes you can return to the same spot and find your stuff waiting. I was pretty far afield, though; don’t know if I could find my way back. Especially since I wasn’t in view of any lava when I went to check the weather! I think Tipper was playing while I was out of the room. Yeah, yeah, that’s it. Oh, and the armor IS lava-resistant. Just not lava-proof, alas.

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  2. Joey

    March 28, 2017 at 10:40pm

    What Dan said the lava. Dang, Marian, what’s with you and the lava? Hehehe, hohoho, hahaha! And you know good and well the weather in Indiana would be different on the next news episode πŸ˜‰
    Cool about the gold and diamonds and stuff though πŸ™‚

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      Marian Allen

      March 29, 2017 at 4:30pm

      Well, but we were under a severe thunderstorm watch with possible tornadoes. And that lava is out to get me, I swear. It’s malevolent!

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      Marian Allen

      April 10, 2017 at 4:37pm

      It was pretty cool, especially when it tried to kill me and failed. πŸ˜€

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