During my week long internet hiatus I started playing Minecraft again.
Unlike every other time I'd played the game since ending my RU server, I dedicated myself to sticking with a single world no matter what.
Large biomes are set. I spawned in a forest that sprawls endlessly in every direction. After wandering around a bit I found a flat enough area to build a tiny bunker house.
The inside is completely empty save for a production corner.
I like cramped and small spaces in Minecraft. It really gives a claustrophobic feeling, as if the dwelling you're in was quickly made just for survival.
I enjoy the survival aspect of MC more than anything, I think. Just trying not to die. The same feeling as with playing a rougelike. It's not hardcore mode, but if I die I will never find my way to this building again. I wandered a long way from the spawn point. I haven't set a bed yet. I don't think I will, just to keep the tension high.
I had not eaten any food until a few minutes before these shots were taken, when I harvested my first wheat to make bread. It only pushed me up to 4.5 food. Since I had full health I decided to go into a cave despite having no regen. I saw shadows that looked like villagers, and wondered why they were down there. Thinking I'd found some cool underground village I ran to them, only to find that they were witches. I had no idea they spawned underground now. With their potions they took me to .5 health. A sheep was quickly sacrificed to bring me back to full health. RIP sheepy
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After that I took these shots.
I'm feeling the Minecraft love again. You truly get out of it, only what you put into it.
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