An idea sprang up to my head while I was reading minecraft lore. You simply tell an origin story of you minecraft character based off their skin. It doesn't have to completely fit into minecraft or to be something else. Just reply with a story with a picture your minecraft skin. I'll be sure to write a story when I can, but you can still write one. This isn't an official minecraft lore, I just want to see what the minecraft community as a whole can do. This isn't an official minecraft origin lore, I just wanted to see what the minecraft community can do as a whole.
My name is Matthew, I was born in Sandy Oaks, a neighborhood in the coastal city of Morello. I lived there with my parent, half sister, half brother, and my full brother. Before I was two, we moved to Crafton, I had many fond memories there. When I was little, I thought my life couldn't be any better until my parents divorced when I was six. I didn't think about, but I became more absent minded as time went on and as my parents married other people. I was trying to find escape until I met Camille and Spencer. They finally woke me up from that spiral. I had feeling for both and we met when we could. When I was fourteen, we ditched school together, we learned eachother's secrets and had many adventures and misadventures in and out of the city. I still remember the smiling faces in the town of Aldesyl and the horrors beneath. Many years later, I was testing a machine with Camille, I kept saying no and she said It'll be alright, she turned the machine on. At first nothing happened, but then I was rocketed backwards. There was light flooding my eyes before they went out and a deafening roar before I had gone deaf. My nerves were completely fried and I could barely think, the thought U has was "Is this the end?" I was falling, seemingly nowhere until I hit the water and survived. When I woke up, the top ten floors of the building I was in was gone, and that and the building around it were up in flames, I close my eyes, not wanting to see the dupestruction it caused.
An idea sprang up to my head while I was reading minecraft lore. You simply tell an origin story of you minecraft character based off their skin. It doesn't have to completely fit into minecraft or to be something else. Just reply with a story with a picture your minecraft skin. I'll be sure to write a story when I can, but you can still write one. This isn't an official minecraft lore, I just want to see what the minecraft community as a whole can do. This isn't an official minecraft origin lore, I just wanted to see what the minecraft community can do as a whole.
I guise I have to do it myself.
IGN: MatthewTNT79
My name is Matthew, I was born in Sandy Oaks, a neighborhood in the coastal city of Morello. I lived there with my parent, half sister, half brother, and my full brother. Before I was two, we moved to Crafton, I had many fond memories there. When I was little, I thought my life couldn't be any better until my parents divorced when I was six. I didn't think about, but I became more absent minded as time went on and as my parents married other people. I was trying to find escape until I met Camille and Spencer. They finally woke me up from that spiral. I had feeling for both and we met when we could. When I was fourteen, we ditched school together, we learned eachother's secrets and had many adventures and misadventures in and out of the city. I still remember the smiling faces in the town of Aldesyl and the horrors beneath. Many years later, I was testing a machine with Camille, I kept saying no and she said It'll be alright, she turned the machine on. At first nothing happened, but then I was rocketed backwards. There was light flooding my eyes before they went out and a deafening roar before I had gone deaf. My nerves were completely fried and I could barely think, the thought U has was "Is this the end?" I was falling, seemingly nowhere until I hit the water and survived. When I woke up, the top ten floors of the building I was in was gone, and that and the building around it were up in flames, I close my eyes, not wanting to see the dupestruction it caused.