There once was a pig. He appeared on the majestic world of minecraft without knowing how he came to be, or where he came from. The square sun shone brightly overhead and warmed his back. He was a very curious pig. He sniffed the air inquisitively, and decided to roam the grassy lands to see what this life could hold for him.
As he went and explored, he came across many tall landforms and great sparkling lakes. Marvelous seas of trees framed the horizon which stretched on as far as he could see. This world was beautiful. The pig felt joyous that he had the chance to live in this magnificent land. He snorted happily and went and took a drink from the crystalline water. He laid down near the lakeshore a let the watery soil cool his belly. A breeze rustled the leaves of nearby trees. He closed his eyes, and felt peaceful.
Then a human with a sword came by and chopped him to bits. He ate one of the bits raw, and saved the other ones for later cooking.
the ending could be better if you used better words, making it concise, but also the complete opposite of the peaceful, pleasant world for the pig into a sudden, horrific death
As he went and explored, he came across many tall landforms and great sparkling lakes. Marvelous seas of trees framed the horizon which stretched on as far as he could see. This world was beautiful. The pig felt joyous that he had the chance to live in this magnificent land. He snorted happily and went and took a drink from the crystalline water. He laid down near the lakeshore a let the watery soil cool his belly. A breeze rustled the leaves of nearby trees. He closed his eyes, and felt peaceful.
Then a human with a sword came by and chopped him to bits. He ate one of the bits raw, and saved the other ones for later cooking.
THE END
Gimme
One-word post.
Oh well,
I cracked up. I first thought you were going to let the pig be hit by lightning. :3
But anyway, lols were had. xD
...which now has a poll! Vote! Please don't be too harsh, though. :sad.gif:
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Harshness! ):<
either way, pretty good
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