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    posted a message on Pet Whistle
    Quote from Ouatcheur

    Nice idea but useless for those who like pets, and want to have lots of them in SEVERAL places, not all jam packed in a single house.

    Maybe the whistle could work like that "by default".

    But maybe if you right-clicked on a pet with an anvil renamed whistle, then that specific pet would heed the call of ONLY whistles bearing that specific name. Right-clicking a pet with an non-renamed whistle again will again make it heed the call of only the default whistle.

    So that way you could group your animals the way you like.

    I like this
    Quote from TheEpicDude2

    Don't wolves already teleport to you?

    Unless they're sitting down, this was the main problem.

    Jeez this was made like a year ago, surprised it started up again.
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    posted a message on prank doors
    Quote from deathstreak5

    first of all im 11 my grammer cant be 100% good also please tell me how its over powered so i can fix that

    Quote from deathstreak5

    im a mutar 11 year old lots of people say im kinda like a grown up its just im not good at spelling

    Your age is not an excuse, you just suck at English. If you want people to give you special treatment because of your age then you're not getting far. Same thing if you think people will treat you specially because you're "mutar [sic]". And the phrase "lots of people say im kinda like a grown up [sic]" is laughable, if those lots of people were your parents then your argument is void.
    Oh, look at me yelling at eleven year old children on the internet, don't want to get ANOTHER infraction, do we? So I might as well stay on topic:
    No support, your suggestion is overpowered, useless, redundant, and it was so badly written I can barely even make sense of what it actually DOES.
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    posted a message on What would you be doing if Minecraft never existed?
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    posted a message on *sigh*
    Personally, I was never around in Indev, so logically I can't miss it because I never had it. It would be cool to reinstate the feature, though.
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    posted a message on Dream Realms
    How to make people take you seriously: Step 1: Intersperse colour throughout the post at complete random. Bonus points if they're especially hard on the eyes, like Cyan Yellow, or white.

    I guess I have to be constructive, it's not the worst idea on these forums, but it just seems pointlessly overcomplicated. When I go to bed in Minecraft, I just want hostile mobs to go away, not be taken to some magical realm where I can't do anything until it spits me out. If I could go there willingly and there was stuff to do as opposed to just an over-world clone I would like it. Say I could craft a dream catcher and if I'm holding it while I'm sleeping I can go to a magical realm (that actually has something to offer) before I go out via portal. If your suggestion was true, then my Minecraft experience would consist of:
    "Just look down, don't look at anything. Don't want any nightmares to waste precious time. Oh ­crap I fell into lava because I couldn't see where I was going!
    "Oh no, it's almost nighttime. lets kill a pig or two so I can have some tasty pork chops before I go to sleep. Delicious! Now time to hit the hay. What? I'm in a Nightmare, what traumatized me? The pigs!? That pig had a family, and I have to save it by killing the murderer, which is me. So I can either be trapped her forever, or effectively lobotomize myself by killing my subconscious. This sucks!
    "I accidently looked at a zombie killing a villager because I have eyes, and now I'm going to have a nightmare that I can't prevent. Looks like I'm staying in a hole for seven minutes tonight."
    No support. Sorry if I got the idea wrong, but the color is all over the place, and I can't do anything more than skim it before my eyes will just skip over to the next pretty color.
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    posted a message on Laboratory L7
    The citizens of Minecraftia took shelter as thunder clapped and hard rain pounded on the ground. A darkness fell upon the land, allowing the monsters that cursed this planet to wander at their leisure. The great orb of light and fire that purged them from the surface was absent, even the gods' last merciful afterthought on this harsh world could give them no fear on this day. It is obvious to say that these days were particularly hated by the populace. With the homeless being left to die in the open at the cold, sickly green hands of their former friends while the rich and plentiful wasted away in their extravagant castles had no chance to expand upon the vast wealth they already obtained lest they accidently catch the unwavering stare of an Enderman. Most would be led to believe that only a madman finds joy this day, and the reality of this truth would condemn them all.

    Under the city of sealed doors and frightened faces a structure was obscured from view by the darkness of the thick black fog one inhales when bedrock is exposed. Its walls are a maze-like prison of stone, obsidian, and deadly traps to either deter or kill off any who should stumble upon this mythical place by chance. Inside is where world changing discoveries are made every day. Some allowed to surface in the outside world, although most remain in cloaked in a shadow of secrecy thicker than the fog of the bedrock this palace of knowledge is built upon. The scientists here are responsible for any and all revolutionary discoveries. Beneficial findings include enchantments, alchemy, anvils, and even the now simple workings of the furnace were discovered by this institution. Malicious openings of Pandora's box have occurred too, it was they who awoke the Ender Dragon when they discovered the first Strongholds and released the plague of the Enderman upon us, It was they who created opened the portal to the hellish landscape of the Nether, and it was they who built the first Wither while foolishly letting the instructions surface. Today a discovery of the latter type is going to be made.

    The Dragon Egg was acquired when an agent working for the organization, in an attempt to atone for its previous sins of awakening the foul beast, killed the horrid dragon. No man knew what the egg contained, and the decision to 'correct' that would be the last mistake the foundation made. Tests confirmed the shell is unbreakable as with bedrock, with some anomalous properties. Any attempt to collect it like any other block by hand or tool would result in the Egg teleporting to protect its contents, and any attempt to actually crack the Egg's shell proved futile as the tool and man behind it were obliterated. The organization had transferred it to one of the structure's upper rooms containing the last attempt to break it before it was locked away indefinitely, never to be seen again. Specifically, Laboratory L7.

    In this room lies our resident madman, arguably the organization's greatest, if eccentric, mind. Along with this room there is a lever and the infamous Egg. As the thunder booms weave their way from the angry skies down into the mysterious facility the man hears the sound echo and smiles with joy. The storm he waited for is here at last, along with beautiful lightning. Lightning turned mindless Pigs into upright and intelligent creatures with a group mentality making them deadly foes. It could charge the already terrible Creepers into walking nightmares capable of taking out homes and families in one great explosion. It was magical, and sometimes even magic can do the impossible. The man pulled the lever, and a great pillar rose into the sky with the Egg on it to the top of the world. A flash of lightning struck its surface, and the man pulled the lever to retract the pillar before anyone could witness the great magnitude of the event that just came to pass. At first; nothing, the Egg was gone. Before the man's brain could even have the chance to become confused, a black beam shot from the sky and a block of pure darkness floated above where the Egg used to be, seemingly sucking the light from the redstone lamps that lit the room. The quiet night replaced the thunderstorm with an eerie stillness. It remained there for a great while until the doctor, out of instinctual desire of knowledge, performed the most basic and primitive of all scientific tests ever conducted by Man since we discovered fire:
    He touched it.
    A wave of darkness expelled out from the cube in all directions and consumed any device capable of shedding light. Lamps shut off as the glowing power of the redstone wires were cut, glowstone burst, torches fell from the walls, a sharp hiss was heard as lava cooled into obsidian, the familiar crackling of fire ceased to play upon the citizens ears, children's decorative Jack-O-Lanterns internal light turned black, beacons simply stopped glowing, and even the dismal light of the moon and stars was shrouded by the frightening black of the void. The organization would later receive reports of these events as distant as the Farlands and as hellish as the Nether and the End. As the Madman readjusted his eyes from the blinding dark he saw the room had changed. Endstone replaced the interior, with the only light coming from the fire surrounding the figure where the dark block once hovered. He was darkness incarnate, light never seemed to touch him or the long black cloak he wore. The infinite silence was broken when the Dark Figure said, "Who is the man responsible for my presence?" The bewildered man shortly blurted: "I am."
    "You killed the Ender Dragon?" puzzled the Figure eyeing the Madman, "And what is your name, Dragon Slayer?"
    "Steve Minecraft." The Madman replied, to fearful to think of assuming a pseudonym. "And what is yours?"
    The Figure laughed, "Accept my thanks, and you will soon learn."
    "If you truly are the Dragon Slayer that you proclaim to be than you have no doubt heard the legend your people refer to now as the 'End Poem' first hand."
    "I have."
    "You realize those were the gods speaking to you. Telling you of strange things, and that none of this was real, telling you there was a world beyond this. No doubt it consumed you, it led you here, to this place were learnings of the greatest magnitude happen every day. You want to know what they were referencing and it ultimately consumed you, until in an act of desperation for answers, you unknowingly freed me."
    "You're right!" cried Steve, "It drove me insane, I've pondered over this for years. I don't know what's real or what to believe in anymore. Please, tell me everything you know, EVERYTHING!"
    The Figure grinned maliciously. "I can give you everything you want and more. Knowledge, power, immortality. . . under a condition, as I cannot give it to you otherwise."
    "You must integrate me into your essence as your master and leader. Your conscience and mine will still exist separately and you will be left in control; but I will replace your soul and you will do my bidding." The Figure paused, "Do you accept?"
    Complete silence enveloped the room for what seemed like eons until the inevitable response leaked itself out of Steve's mouth.
    "I do."
    As soon as the two words that changed the rest of the world forever were spoken, The Figure turned into smoke and poured into Steve's pupils; bleaching them to a horrible solid white. Steve screamed in agony as his soul was vanquished by the black smoke. Strange boxes of text shifted randomly around him as he weakly stumbled across the room, and a forgotten word was just out of his mind's reach. A team of the organization’s guards arrived to inspect the screams.
    This world isn't any more real to them than it is to you.
    It must have been the Figure's voice. With nothing else to guide him the shell of a human formerly known as Steve Minecraft latched on to the voice as it bent him to its will.
    Wake them up; make them realize their world is not real. WAKE THEM UP!
    The shell reacted instinctually and changed some of the text in one of the white boxes flashing before him. He felt a strange power surge threw him as he pointed his fist at the squad of guards and wished them dead. As he did so a dark beam burst from his hand and slaughtered the team before him. The shell was still weak and stumbling, the forgotten word came closer; it was a name.
    They have awoken to the true world. We cannot do the same until we free the rest from their prisons.
    "What have I done!?" the shell cried. The name slowly closing in on his mind.
    We have just changed the universe's code. Bent it to our will, use this to our advantage, use this to save the ones trapped in their eternal slumber.
    "What's happening to me!?" screamed the shell.
    Your subconscious is rejecting us, unwilling to share our body. Speak my name, submit, and take it as our own.
    The name was on the tip of his tongue, he wanted to say it, but could not find the strength or memory.
    "Heh. . . Heh. . . HACK, ech ech!" Darkness began to consume him as he fell to his knees and his life started to ebb away.
    Say it, and your pain will cease
    "Heh. . . Hehr. . . Hehr."
    Suddenly the shell knew. The misery stopped, and the the weakness faded. With a renowned power and confidence, the shell rose and said:
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    posted a message on Your worst "NOOOOOOOO" moment.
    Once I was on a hardcore server with an abusive owner who granted himself and his clan special privileges to bully all who opposed him off the server. Eventually I got into his clan by killing a member who caught me trying to blow up their base with a super charged creeper (I killed him with the same creeper). He let me in because he was 'impressed'. Rest of a long story short: I royally ­ed him and his clan with the last I saw of him being shot by me into the lava I flowed into his base, while the sound of TNT ready to blow the rest of his clan strait off the server followed by a wall of "Player X blew up" on the chat screen. Not only was he of all people the sole survivor, but he hunted me down, flew about a hundred blocks up to my new house, threw a Creeper egg through it, and in sheer book-ended irony, said Creeper blew me off of my house causing me to fall to my death. NOOOOOO! But seriously, screw­ that guy.
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    posted a message on Steve's Last Name
    In Super Meat-Boy the unlockable character with Steve's skin was named Mr. Minecraft. So it would be 'Steve Minecraft'.
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    posted a message on What do you listen to when playing?
    Pendulum, Dubstep, 8-bit remixes, other video game music, and Crush 40. Bonus points if you know where the last one is from.
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    posted a message on If thrist was added into Minecraft, what would you do?
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    posted a message on Fossils
    How detailed. No, really, I have absolutely no questions about how you would actually make the DNA and I perfectly understand EXACTLY how the process of making these pigs will play out, so there is no need for you to explain any of that [Sarcasm].
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    posted a message on Little sister= big problem
    This four year old kicks ass. You know she'll be killing people for meat after the apocalypse.
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    posted a message on New and Improved Armor
    Great, pictures.
    You want to tell us what this actually does?
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    posted a message on Notch Fist
    And then combine the Notch Fist with one Diamond to create the SUPER-1337 FIST OF HAX!111!!!. When you punch a mob, it destroys everything, literally everything in the world, it deletes the world, Minecraft off of your computer, then it deletes Windows, and then your computer explodes. Yeah, that's a perfect idea, not overpowered at all.
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    posted a message on I have a suggestion!
    Quote from TheXender2

    I have a suggestion!

    Well it's a bad one!
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