#minecraft war

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So I was on Minecraft for a very long time tonight. The glorious creation of my first estate hidden far in the northern mountains and the glorious sabotage operation! God, God these mods and shaders pump such fine life into this aged game.

So! In chronological order, the spawn and start. We all made a pact, no fighting in the first half hour. I fucked off on my own up north because I like snowy places and God this seed... mmm.. something else. The others went south but I kept an eye on them because well.. we were going to war soon!

But yes, God what beauty is that land?

This land is my land!

Well it isnt! The snowy hills, barren and wasteful are my lands. So I did eventually find one and as one did I climbed to the very tip top and took a screenie like twas everest.

After that we had to build shelter and by then night had dawned and woah. The night sky you reign, give me my destiny!

Now this was just the staret as I awed at this beauty. Word reached my ear from a loyal comrade, the bedamned Alurisian Desert Warlord was coming to my blow. With a price upon my head I spirited myself into armour though I was only half ready for it. I had lots of tnt at least thanks to villagers sand and minmaxxing but I digress. As it's time for war, it's time to put the war shaders on and of course, the war skins! Because I am that theatrical, yes.

War have cometh, she hath not yet gone.

I then travelled very far and across three seas for like, 4 in game days and nights till I reached the settlement. Thankfully she was empty lol so I just waltzed in and.. destroyed it. Killed the villagesr, the camels, the golems, farms and houses so that nothing could rise up again.

Then I sailed far, far away back home. But I think I'm fucked because this atrocity has made everyone want me dead. Appernately that camel was well liked. So I'll probably need to tear down my house and run, run as fast I can next session because fuck.. I am fucked man..

But the sail back was nice, before the world clocked on to what had happened and i Became a terrorist overnight!

the two best friends stood ontop of the hill, looking out at the perfect land that they risked their lives to win back. tommy glanced to the side to see his best friend, now his president, stood tall with a proud, victorious grin on is face.

"we... we won tommy!" the pure excitement and relief in his voice is also accomplished by fear and shock. "of course we did tubbo, e were always going to win! dream and schlatt didn't stand a chance!" tommy joked lightly, nudging tubbo's side as they both high fived, before bursting out laughing.

"i... what're we gonna do now?" tubbo's voice wavered as a cloud of uncertainty shrouded both of them, what were they going to do now? with wilbur and techno caught as the traitors, added to the fact that schlatt exhiled , they had no one experienced to ask for help. they could ask phil, but it was his first day and they didn't want to overwhelm him just yet.

"i.... i don't know, i guess we just bring back our l'manberg" the uncertainty in tommy's voice clearly put tubbo on edge so before it could get any worse, tommy brightened up and offered tubbo a wide grin.

"but hey! that'll be easy! with you as president i'm sure we'll be an even greater nation than before!" tommy's voice was now cheerful and encouraging as he gently smiled at his best friend, clearly trying to build up his confidence. tubbo instantly brightened up, agreeing with tommy and jumping up to his feet with a cheer.

"c'mon tommy! let's get started!!" he cheered, offering tommy a hand to help pull him up. tommy's face formed a genuine grin of excitement as he grabbed ahold of tubbo's hand, being hoisted to his feet.

tubbo finished pulling up tommy and grinned, dashing off as he signaled for tommy to follow him. tommy stood still for a few seconds more however, catching tubbo race down the hill with an ecstatic grin on his face. he looked at the sun setting on l'manberg one more time before sprinting down the hill after tubbo, laughing hysterically.

WHITE FLAGS

OUTSIDE YOUR BASE BY TOMORROW, AT DAWN OR YOU ARE DEAD!”

warning(s): ex best friends schlatt and quackity angst, but apart from that no warnings needed :] (no alchol or anything potentially upsetting will be included)

he looked at his ex best friend with sadness and guilt. if he hadn't left manberg this may never of happened, they might've had a chance. but, sadly, things went the way they did and he was now forced to look at his ex best friend as he stood there, vulnerable, powerless and weak.

"you could've had it all schlatt, you could've had everything... we could've had everything!" he shouted as the group of angry, peaceful soldiers crowded around him "we never had a chance pal, we were doomed to win from the very beginning!" he shouted back, fighting back the tears of despair.

they were both fighting back the tears now; they had both missed the other so much and to be forced to see eachother as enemies tore them both apart. "HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT?!" quackity shouted back, his anger spilling over the top, causing the tears to escape from his eyes.

schlatt's eyes widen, tge last time quackity yelled at him like that was during their massive fight, the very fight that caused quackity to flee manberg and join forces with pogtopia. the memory caused his own tears to break free. in truth, this was the first time that they had seen eachother cry and they both felt so ashamed and upset tto be the cause of it.

"...i'm sorry i messed up..." the apology was genuinely sincere, which shocked everyone in the room, including quackity. it was rare for schlatt to ever acknowledge that he messed up, let alone apologise for it! of course schlatt had apologised to quackity tons of times, but only on minot levels. for example, the time that he accidentally used quackity's pen, he absentmindedly muttered a small sorry, or the time when he uninstalled interrupted quackity with a loud belch and apologised straight after, a bashful expression on his face as the dynamic duo burst into laughter.

but it was never this serious, so as president tubbo issued the exhile, he dropped to his knees, letting out a small shaky breath.