save the world is pretty dumb. Battle royale is what I’d want

when I use minecraft it takes too long to load, plus I promised one of my friends, sorry.

wow, a lot longer than I though… oops

There was a guy – who’s name was Jack – on a pool floaty, which was a blue chair, with a high back and arm rests. He was stranded out in the middle of the ocean. The way he got there was completely a mystery to him, for all he remembered before he woke up was great pain in the back of his head. This led him to think he was knocked out by someone, and they somehow put him out here.
He’d already been out here for around an hour, and he’d found a bunch of useful things floating by. He attached two thin pieces of wood, about three feet wide and three feet long, to the sides of his chair with string he found before. This not only made the chair more stable, but it was a good way of storage for anything else he found. Ha even saw a red baseball cap floating about fifty yards from him.
He floated around, thinking about home, his brother, Mac, who was on the same ship as Jack was before he ended up where he is now. Mac was probably okay, though. He was a master at sword fighting. He would use the envirenment to his advantage. He would fling chairs at the opponent. He would hide behind trees and have the enemy’s weapon get stuck in it, and he would even run on walls for a second, getting away from the enemy whenever he was in a tight spot.
Jack didn’t deal with any of that stuff. He didn’t like any of that stuff. And Mac was okay with this, because he liked the feeling of having someone to protect. He said it made him feel ‘bigger’.
So Jack sat back in his comfy chair, breathing in the moist, salty air, and watched the water make small waves over and over again. He was happy – for the most part.
He did want to get back on solid ground. He wanted to be back at home; a nice, two story house with great big windows on either side of the double door front door. Jack had thought it would be cool to have one of those spinning doors that the shopping malls and big sky-scrapers have. His mother said it would let in bugs and tried to shove the idea out of his mind by taking him to go get ice-cream. But on the way he asked why she didn’t want one – this was when he was eleven, he’s sixteen now – and also, making sure he had this right in his head, said that it would be a good idea if they – assuming they had four glass walls in the turning door – kept two of them straight with the house’s walls on either side. His mother still said no, and told him if he said anything about the matter again she would take away his ice-cream.
At this moment he saw a piece of paper floating in front of him about five feet away. He fished it out with a stick he grabbed earlier and picked it up. It was strangely dry. It was only wet on the outside, and didn’t seem to have soaked any water into itself like water usually would. It felt like regular paper, other than the fact that water rested on its surface. He looked on one side.
Nothing.
He checked the other side, and saw something written in red ink, which looked like it was written five minutes ago, and wasn’t washed away or smudged by the water at all. It was a poem.
Jack had a feeling he shouldn’t have read what he was reading while he was reading it.

Secrets, secrets, they’re all over,
and ours have not one knower.
Treasuer’s, treasure’s what we’re after,
only man who knows is the crafter.

It holds powers men dream of,
evil men who have will love.
The destruction of the only one,
the one who can defeat the bad ‘uns.

Jack didn’t think it was well written. He checked the other side of the paper. He found it black, but when he was turning it over he saw something pop up on it. He flipped it back quickly, and on it, in the same red ink, “you’ve read the poem which guides those who wants the power to destroy the chosen one to the power to destroy the chosen one.” And the words faded away and a map grew in its place.
It had spiky balls, which Jack thought would be palm trees which grew on islands in the area; it had rocks and mountains and rivers and other things like animal symbol things. But the strangest thing af all to Jack is that it had two Xs. One had a meteor looking symbol on it, and the other was just a regular X.
Jack examined the map more closely. Its mountain areas were raised, and you could feel them on the map like on some globes. It also had a small green dot which pulsed brighter and darker, brighter and darker, brighter and darker, brighter and darker, brighter and darker, brighter and darker, brighter and darker, brighter and darker, brighter and darker, brighter and darker. It was right next to the X with the meteor symbol next to it.
Jack looked around for anything out of the ordinary.
He looked to the left. Water.
He looked in front of him. Water.
He looked to the right. Water.
He turned around in his pool chair and looked behind him. Water.
He even stuck his head in the water. And what did he see? Fish.
He turned back…[Read more]

yes it is. I try not to be weird, tho lol

ya, why?

how did you heart these twice, my dude?