mindcracklove | The Console Chronicles ( Chapter 7: 8 Gigabyte WHAM)

Hallo guys! Sorry that I haven't posted a full chapter of Console Chronicles until now, been fixing IRL issues. HUGE shoutout goes to r7e7d for all his help contributing to this. If you haven't already, I highly suggest you check out his posts, as he is and incredibly good and skilled writer. Either way, here's the chapter :)

Seth woke screaming. Jsano was next to him, looking worried. There was a voice in the background, it seemed to be coming from outside the tent.

"...finally snapping... can't blame him... good man."

"What happened?" Jsano asked.

Seth snapped back to attention."How does he not see it. Theres bloodstains all over the floor, and look at my freaking face!"

"What do you mean what happened! I was attacked!"

"By who?"

He couldn't be serious. Who else is trying to kill off the Mindcrackers? Then he began to remember that day again.

"Seth, don't zone out on me, what happened here?"

But it was too late, Seth was already in his illusion, in his nightmare, in what will be his downfall.

Seth groaned and looked around. Where did he go? It wasn't like him to just leave prey on the ground for another.
Seth blinked a few times to clear his eyes. He tried standing up, but fell to the floor groaning.

"Must be a broken leg." He thought

A genius idea popped into his head. He began to crawl over to the mess that he created during his battle.

"Redstone, c'mon there must be some around here somewhere..."

He finally found some covered by a bush. Fantastic. Except he didn't have a crafting bench. and he couldn't exactly get up and chop a tree for it. Seth just lied there, underneath that bush that he thought to be his savior. He didn't have anything to do with redstone, for the first time in his life. Hours seemed to go by, and still, he just lied there. Then an idea.

Why was it that sometimes he found patches of dirt floating in the air? why was it that you could become resistant to the elements with just some liquid. Why was it that Mass and Density didn't matter here? The riddle finally was solved. Because everything here was screwed up. You could do any odd thing if you just put your mind to it.

Seth took inventory. Redstone. A Diamond sword. Iron. Leather.

You didn't need some damn blueprint for anything, you just needed initiative. Seth began crafting the ingredients together. Seth looked up at the sky to check for time. It was noon, a few more minutes and night would fall, and with that hostile monsters. Seth turned back to his work.

"Need help with that?" A voice said.

Seth drew his sword and looked around. He saw metallic man a few yards in front of him.

"Doc."

"Yep, just wanted to let you know, I'm sorry if anyone else gets hurt. I really am."

Seth was confused. What did that mean?

Doc continued. " I won't stop doing what I'm doing, but I am sorry for the loss. And all losses that will come from this."

"Doc what do you mean, what losses? And if you know there will be losses, why are you still doing this? What ARE you doing with Etho?"

" The lives are for science." Doc said. He had a faraway and conflicted look, but he seemed confident. He tossed a small round gold object at Seth.

" I really am sorry." Doc then took a knife from his belt, and threw it at the broken command block. He zapped away, and in his place was a confused Guude. Seth examined the golden object as Guude walked over to him. It was a golden apple.

Seth blinked and was returned back to present time from his illusion. Jsano looking at Seth intently. Jason opened his mouth to speak, but Seth beat him to it.

"Look, I'll explain everything when we're about to split, but right now I want some sleep, alright?"

Jsano just stared a bit, which unsettled Seth, then he gave a nod and turned around and began to exit the tent. At the flap he stopped, and said.

"You better explain..."

He then exited the tent completely.

Seth went over to his bed and lied down. He stared at the ceiling and he reviewed exactly what happened that day.

NATRUALREGENERATION = False
EFFECT MCGAMER 7 12
TIME SET 18000
GAMERULE DODAYNIGHTCYCLE = FALSE
DIFFICULTY 5
..............SERVER HARDCORE MODE..............
BANNED PLAYERS - MCGAMER

A tear slipped from Seth’s eye over his lost friend. He was also worried about the command he had previously mis-read, in the heat of battle assuming that the previously thought impossible difficulty setting to be a trick of his mind, but the problems that they were having the mobs were a testament to how wrong he had been.
However, he was more worried about the chat that he hadn’t read during the battle:

DELETED 9 BLOCK ID 138 ‘Beacon’
CRAFTING 138 ‘Beacon’ = NEGATIVE
TELEPORTING 3 PLAYERS
CHAT DISABLED

Seth began to think about the ramifications of the new commands: The first set was bad, it prevented them from having unlimited healing, but the second set was more worrying. Not only did Etho disappear into the ether, but someone went with him… Doc. Whatever the project they were working was, they were still doing it… Not only that but with the telepathic messages disabled, they couldn't talk to anyone over and real distance. But that wasn't even the worst part.

SAY ‘ETHO WAS SLAIN BY SETHBLING’ NAME= “ ”

Because only he and Guude, (well, other than Etho, but he was far, far away)could read the output, only they knew that Etho was alive. During his quick chat with Guude, the third person to be TP’d, had been brought to him (which included many angry words and “What the”s) they had decided to not tell the others, because it would only worry them.

Seth sighed about the situation that they were in… a situation he had (albeit indirectly) created. He just hoped that they wouldn't lose anymore friends because his mistakes.

Seth got up and went to the corner of his tent. He got his shovel,and began to dig. A few minutes later, Seth sat on his bed with the enderchest that he he dug up in front of him. He unlocked it and looked inside. He had the usual things in it.

Some spare iron and redstone.
A few diamonds.
A basic set of iron armor.

Then he reached into the secret compartment and pulled out three things.
The blueprint for mechanical limbs.
A golden apple from a fateful day.
The console.

He took out the golden apple and stared at it.

"I'm sorry." He remembered.

He grasped the golden apple in his hand, and then he squished it so hard, it popped.

I would forgive you, but the next time I see you, you wouldn't be able to hear me from hell.