Jason made a cauldron, filled it with water from a freshwater spring he found near his house, in a big crater that looked like it had been created by something falling on it. After that, he threw in the ender pearl. The water turned a pearly white. "Ah, perfect." Said Jason. After that he tossed in four gunpowder and eight redstone. The water turned red and started glowing. "Good, good." Jason said to himself. Finally, he threw in a diamond. The water turned green for a moment before spewing out an azure, shiny ender pearl, but with a red light coming from inside it. Jason grinned evilly to himself. "Stage one is complete..." he muttered to himself.
You.... You stole my pageclaim.... My one chance... Sorry, Smugleaf... If that IS your real name... That's right! I know who you really are. Your alias won't last forever in this world. You will be uncovered Smugleaf... Or should I call you... Snivy!
*clears throat* FOOL! I am smugleaf! My legend begins in the twelfth century...
Jason twirled his sword. "Just you and me now..." He said darkly. The enderman, seeing both his comrades killed in horrible ways, simply said "This isn't over..." and teleported away. Jason smiled, less work for him. "Okay, 1 ingredient down, lots more to go." he said to himself.
Mr. Meowmers, however, was having a nice dream where he was king of fish, and pies.
Jason flew back into a tree and jumped down just in time to avoid a punch from enderman 2, then rolling underneath him he cuts off it's left leg and stabs it in it's back, then pulling it off his sword he pulls it onto it's knees, and pulls the ender pearl out of it's mouth. ((lots of pulling in this sentence.)) "Thanks," says Jason, before decapitating it, relishing in it's blood gushing over his arms and sword. What was this new feeling he was experiencing? It was... as if he was... proud of himself, Jason then realized he was feeling pride, the pride that comes with felling his enemies, and raising them back up as servants.
"Are you done yet?" Asked the skeleton and enderman 1.
Mr. Meowmers felt happy at Gwen's suffering, nobody messes with his fish! Then, deciding that fish-vengance was more important than cover, he said in a thick Scottish accent, "Are ye mad?" Any other cat would have said "you mad bro?" but he was no ordinary cat, and she was no bro. But of course this was in his imagination, as he was at the moment unconscious, lying on the ground behind Gwendolyn.
Jason jumped over a fallen tree and stabbed the first enderman in the eye, while his skeleton archer shot another one in the head and gut. The second enderman managed to pry Jason off the first enderman and threw him into the ground, Jason responded by having a skeletal ground hand trip him. the skeleton archer shot another arrow into enderman 3, this one landing on it's knee. "Hey guys stop for a second." He said, as heads turned to him. "Look." He said, "arrow to the knee!" "OOOOOOOOOH!" The collective people there said, until enderman three burst into flame and died. Then they resumed fighting.
Mr. Meowmers meowed un-contentedly, and latched back on to Gwen's leg, glaring at her, if one could read his mind, they would probably get: "Thou hast invoked mine rage! That was for the fish, and this is for thine incompetence!!"
enderman 3: DED
enderman 2: 30/30
enderman 1: 22/30
Jason: 40/50 ((I fixed the damage rates for teh enderbroz))
Jason got home, but then he saw a sign on the ground in front of his house that read: "Here's your ender pearl, <3, Sharlon." Jason went wide-eyed when he read it. "Aw shi-" He managed to get out before getting punched in the head by an enderman, rolling backwards a few meters, he got up and readied his sword. Two other endermen materialized right next to the first one. "Well this won't be easy..." Mutters Jason to himself, summoning a skeletal archer to aid him.
Mr. Meowmers however, had come to the conclusion that he wanted to use Gwen's leg as a scratching post.
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fudge, ninja'd
DIE YOU STUPID NINJA-ING MOBS!!!11!!!!!1!1! *nukes*
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Ha! no mere mortal can ever judge me! The incarnation of the holy sword Excalibur! Hahaha!
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*clears throat* FOOL! I am smugleaf! My legend begins in the twelfth century...
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Mr. Meowmers, however, was having a nice dream where he was king of fish, and pies.
enderman 1: Fled.
Jason: 39/50 (regen)
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Oh that's nice, another pageclaim.
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((also, by collective people I meant the endermen and Jason.)
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"Are you done yet?" Asked the skeleton and enderman 1.
Mr. Meowmers felt happy at Gwen's suffering, nobody messes with his fish! Then, deciding that fish-vengance was more important than cover, he said in a thick Scottish accent, "Are ye mad?" Any other cat would have said "you mad bro?" but he was no ordinary cat, and she was no bro. But of course this was in his imagination, as he was at the moment unconscious, lying on the ground behind Gwendolyn.
enderman 2: DED
Jason: 37/50
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Mr. Meowmers meowed un-contentedly, and latched back on to Gwen's leg, glaring at her, if one could read his mind, they would probably get: "Thou hast invoked mine rage! That was for the fish, and this is for thine incompetence!!"
enderman 3: DED
enderman 2: 30/30
enderman 1: 22/30
Jason: 40/50 ((I fixed the damage rates for teh enderbroz))
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But no, I feel like you would eat me...
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Mr. Meowmers however, had come to the conclusion that he wanted to use Gwen's leg as a scratching post.
Jason: 43/50