Minecraft (Story)

== Beginning ==
An ominous flash leaves me dazed on the ground. The pleasant touch of grassy terrain graces my underside, as I lay there grasping what had happened previously. I was previously in my hometown, Funky Friday, straight off the discovery page. Though despite that memory feeling so close by, it slowly fades from my consciousness, already being incredibly difficult to recall. I look at the sky above, the purple hazy texture replaced with a pleasant blue color, complete with vast white clouds spanning for miles on end. 
I look below me. Grass. I look beside me. More grass. I begin to stand up in order to get a better vantage point, yet all I can spot is an endless plain. It is quite mesmerizing actually. My experiences aren’t usually quite this peaceful, what with all the bumbling morons and such. Nothing but natural bright green blades of grass, and pretty flowers varying in color. 
“damn bro this is kinda like minecraft plains biome wtf” I said to myself. 
I start walking a bit, attempting to ignore the migraine that seems to have appeared after waking up. I continue walking as long as I can, finding the occasional large hill, or body of water. Even then, that was a rare occurrence. Eventually, my legs begin to tire, and I sit back down. I glance at the sky again, and it truly feels as if nothing differs from now and back when I started walking. I lay down, uncertain of my location, and not knowing how to go back. The wind blows, a cold sensation against my skin. I rest there for a bit. 
== Middle ==
I wake up. It seems I had fallen asleep earlier, and now I feel re-energized. Despite that fact, it seemed like no time had passed. I pick up where I left off on my journey through this fascinating meadow,, searching for signs of life other than my own, or the foliage underneath me. 
I walk and I walk for what feels like hours on end, just like I had before. Flowers surround me for  miles, until I eventually see something in the distance. I had found scraps along the way; things like pieces of metal or wood planks, things that obviously don’t belong. This however, is much different. It's a small structure, resembling a retail chain I recognize, strangely enough. A 7/11 gas station.
“yooo lets go bro, this is like my first minecraft house wtf” i say to myself. “i hope they got musubis in this mf”
An unidentifiable amount of time has passed, almost entirely inside the 7/11.There was a seemingly endless supply of musubis and slurpees, replenishing itself after one was taken.That was unfortunately the only things they had stocked, but there was no purpose in complaining. I sat there huddled behind the counter where a register would usually be, until I hear the door swing open, signaling an unknown entity’s presence.
Startled, I rise up, without an object to defend myself. A humanoid figure walks through the door. They have medium length blonde hair, and a red outfit, standing a little shorter than I am. 
He turns around to look at me, “Hello, who are you?”
“wth actually you should say who you are actually because bro actually who are you what this is unacceptable you cannot simply barge into someone’s abode like this man it’s really disrespectful quite honestly if we were anywhere else right now, i would be SUING your ass or some shit honestly i dont really know how the law system works sorry”
“My name is Shulk.”
“ok yes that is acceptable yes my name is ness btw hi hi”
Shulk starts to look around, walking through the aisles, “How long have you been here?”
“in this 7/11 ??? uh idk like a couple days probably but in general like a lot more than that i kind of um dont really know why the hell would i know bro my internal clock is bugging out rn”
Shulk seems to raise a brow at that sentence. “Internal clock?”
“yeah man its like the perks of being technology anyways how the hell did you get here”
Shulk ponders for a minute, then finally responds, “Well maybe I’ll tell you when I bring you to the others. You’re not the only person here.”
“other people??? yeah ok bro thats cool but i am not staying there forever on g”
Shulk guides me to where he claims the others are located, but it’s still mainly just walking in a straight line. We engage in conversation and discuss how we got here amongst other things. I mainly explain the features of my monitor display and how it works. After an extended period of time of walking which only gets longer each time I have to do it, we arrive.
“y’know, contrary to popular belief, i don’t actually eat food, i just pretend i do for comedic convenien-"
Shulk stops me in the middle of my sentence. “Looks like we’re here.”
== End ==
I look in front of me to realize that we’ve arrived at multiple tents made of organic materials, and a community of characteristic characters in front of them. The people seem to be hanging out. One of them starts to stand and speak. They point at me, “Hey! Shulk’s found another one!”
Amidst the intrigue and scuttle to take a look at me, Shulk shuffles next to me and asks, “By the way, what was your name again?” 
“ness like the earthbound guy” I respond.
“Hey, I’m back everybody. This is Ness. I found him in a structure unlike what we’ve seen previously.”
We continue walking towards the makeshift campsite, and Shulk sits down on a stump near the others. He signals me to sit on the stump next to him, which is encircled around a campfire made from twigs and leaves. "You know Ness, if we start finding more people like you, maybe this Common Point can start growing." 
I promptly sit down and introduce myself. “ok man its actually called a 7-11 but it doesnt really matter i guess. anyways !!! my name is ness and i uhhh ummm.. wait actually i forgot give me a minute……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………. yeah so basically uh i got here from like this big old city or whatever yknow ??? big purple flash happened and stuff. i got this cool screen on my head and shit, ‘does what you’d expect. walked for a while and found a 7-11 wtf !!!!!!!!”
“7-11?” A few of them ask, amongst similar inquiries. After hearing their puzzled expressions, I glance over at the crowd of people. I realize that I hadn’t actually questioned their appearances up until now. There are a bundle of strange personalities: a puffy yellow ball, a blueberry colored canine, a very slightly phallic mysterious furry animal, among others.
“what bro??? you guys havent heard of it ???? i guess thats fair because usually theyre trash if they dont sell musubis. you guys wanna go there with mmmeee ?”
“Hm. I mean, we just got here, I figured you could stay for a while before we venture again. Aren’t you tired, Ness?” Shulk asks.
I respond, “while yes it could be indubitably assumed that my legs fucking hate me cause i dont excersize and we just walked a lot, i enjoy showcasing the few things im interested in and/or talented at to other people!!!”
The very slightly phallic mysterious furry animal budges in, "A trip somewhere different does indeed sound interesting, if not a bit wacky." he reasons.
“yeah what he said!!! that is so factual and on god” I respond.
The very slightly phallic mysterious furry animal introduces himself, “The name’s Svictin, but you can call me SF.”
A majority of the members in the crowd agree, and so Shulk complies. We all collectively begin walking to where us two previously were which is filled with various chatter and questions. Just as every other time, there is an endless amount of distance to the destination. After an indefinite amount of time, we arrive at the establishment.
“hey guy we are here but like tgey only have 2 things but theyr really good guys!!! Please tyry the musubis because i am literally incabpable of eating them personally (avengers quote)(i dont remember if it is infinity war or end game )”
The group of individuals spread out as they admire the insides and outs ( Mainly insides ) of the area. It’s though, not only have they not seen such a large man-made structure in quite some time, but as if they had never seen a 7-11 in the first place. Thinking about it, there is a possibility these people are from wildly different places than me, so far apart they’ve never heard of things like this. A majority of the fellows inside begin taking food for themselves and others, stocking up and marveling at the regenerative properties of the shelves. A few of them begin eating the musubis outright, or drinking the slurpees from the dispenser, which doesn’t seem to run out either.
After possibly hours of food, drinks, and conversation, with me answering any questions directed towards me, Shulk stands up, “We should probably get going.” Nearly everyone stands in unison after him. “Ness, are you going to be able to remember our location?” 
“hmmm’m’m’mm??? yeah ill be fine man i got a GPS and shh on god. just kidding its more like waypoints in 3008 lol”
Shulk raises his brow again, “3008?” 
“k so basically right like if i visit a location i can set a waypoint there which i can then bring up the coordinates of whenever i feel like it! also theres not wnough shhit post in this message so im adding this as a meta commentary on my shitty dialogue”
“Just like that? Well, we’ll see you around, I hope. I’ll be sure to come by if we need any supplies, if that’s alright with you.”
“yea!!! like i sai d i literally cant even eat them 😢”
“We appreciate it. See you soon Ness.” He waves his hand at me as a few others also say goodbye. They begin slowly walking away back towards their camp. Their 'Common Point'.
So there is more life, even in a barren meadow such as this one. I can’t wait to get to know each and every one of them better. I’ll definitely be coming back there soon, but for now, I rest. I sit outside of the 7-11, leaning back against the wall, the cool air against my glass display.
“ok actually this isnt like minecraft they dont have musubis in minecraft fuck shit”
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