Board Thread:Minecraft Stories/@comment-26851274-20160716162310

Tim and friends met qwertyuiop (AKA Tom) at the Transport base. Tom was tapping on his phone, which we all know he is playing Pokemon Go! .

“Hello, Tom, are you there?” Tim asked. No reply. He tried again. “Are you there?” No reply. “Get off your stupid phone and listen to me!” he yelled.

Tom dropped his phone in suprise. “Well, at least it’s only a Blocksung Galaxy S7 Active,” he replied. “What the hell do you want? I was busy playing Pokemon Go! ! And you’re not the Wallet Inspector,” he questioned.

“We need a way to get to the Mafia base,” Ethan said. Then Ethan went to show Tom the map. Tom’s brother, asdfghjkl (AKA Joe) stepped out of the hangar. “I know one thing about the Mafia: they are on a remote island in the middle of the Blocklantic Ocean. I can take you to the Mine City International Airport and get you a flight to that island. We just need a big enough Po-” The door burst open suddenly. Thankfully it was just Ethan.

“Where’s Tom?” Tim asked.

“He...he got taken by theeeeeeeeeeeee     e e e e e ee ee ee e-” He then slumped over and turned red, like if he was having a stroke. “Theeeeeeeeeeeeey aaaaaaareeeeeeeeeee cooooooooomiiiiiiiiiing-” He then fell to the floor, dropping his inventory. In Mine City, if you died, you were banned from the server until the next day.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.8857142857142857;margin-top:4pt;margin-bottom:11pt;"><span style="font-size:14px;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“He’s-he’s gone,” Charlotte cried..

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.8857142857142857;margin-top:4pt;margin-bottom:11pt;"><span style="font-size:14px;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Ethan’s story, one day later

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.8857142857142857;margin-top:4pt;margin-bottom:11pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I woke up from my day long ban in a cell. This cell had no windows, door or even a bed.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.8857142857142857;margin-top:4pt;margin-bottom:11pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“This doesn’t look like the Timcity State Penitentary,” I said. Mine City, like other cities such as Tazader City, Timcity, Democratia and more were districts in the server network of Timcity, with the Timcity State Pen the only prison in the network.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.8857142857142857;margin-top:4pt;margin-bottom:11pt;"> <span style="font-size:13.3333px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(255,255,255);font-weight:400;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">“What is going on? Where am I? Where are my friends?” I yelled. “Get me the hell out of here! I didn’t do anything wrong!” I looked around the damp cell (My friend waffles (AKA Connor) would have called it <span style="font-size:13.3333px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(255,255,255);font-weight:700;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">moist <span style="font-size:13.3333px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(255,255,255);font-weight:400;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">) looking for clues to get me out. Then I heard a voice. A voice that was calming. Then a tranquilizer hit me in the back and I gently went to sleep. <ac_metadata title="Mine City Mafia:&#10;Episode 4: Intel + extra 1st person view story."> </ac_metadata>