Ember
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Everyone has those moments. That game where you knock someone with full iron armor off a cliff with your fists after being afk for 10 minutes. That game where you get axemurdered by a total noob despite how good you are. That game where you drown because you're trying to talk to your horrible teammate that you decided you wanted to help out in lobby. This thread is both for those crowning moments of awesome and those pitiful moments of failure.
And yet there's no thread for this. WHAT IS THIS MADNESS? MCSG NEEDS THIS THREAD. And no, this isn't a clone of the screenshot thread, because most of us are just too darn stupid to take a screenshot until the greatness is over.
Here's my best one:
My braggart of a cousin (he's 5 years old) came over from Canada a few months ago. My aunt was fawning over him ("oh, look, isn't he so smart?") and he was bragging and trash talking us and I was getting really tired of it. I invited one of my friends on over skype and we brainstormed to find something that he couldn't do. After one stupid mishap (I gave him my old GBA and some mario game, and HE BEAT THE LEVEL, WITHOUT HAVING ANY EXPERIENCE
) we decided to have him do a Survival Games. I showed him the game and then immediately threw him into a server.
As expected, he wandered around like a lost little kid trying to figure out the controls. The game started and he still hadn't figured out how to sprint. He managed to get away from corn (the map was SG2) and run around in some building. Nothing eventful happened, and he only found one chest (with nothing useful in it, i think it was feathers and food.) This went on for like ten minutes, refills happened. And by that time he had figured out a lot of the game.
Some guy came out to hunt him. The guy only had leather armor and a wood sword, but my friend and I were laughing. After trying to punch him to death, my cousin ran away from the guy and just ran around the building like an idiot. I remember that we started trashtalking him at this point using his own words. He got mad, turned around, and punched the guy out of the building. Then he climbed down the vines and got his stuff.
Deathmatch happened a few minutes later. I think he'd figured out by then that he had no chance in regular combat, so when it started he just ran around corn like an idiot. The other two started fighting, and I guess he noticed that going outside of the arena made you die by lightning. One person won, started shooting at my cousin, and eventually started chasing him after he ran out of arrows. He stalled, running around the very edge, and then punched the guy out of the arena. He got stuck behind a tree and died by lightning.
tl;dr: my 5-year-old cousin got me my 20th win in his first game of minecraft ever.
Okay, your turn: What stories do you have of past glory and shame?
(Apologies if this thread already exists, for the life of me I couldn't find it.)
And yet there's no thread for this. WHAT IS THIS MADNESS? MCSG NEEDS THIS THREAD. And no, this isn't a clone of the screenshot thread, because most of us are just too darn stupid to take a screenshot until the greatness is over.
Here's my best one:
My braggart of a cousin (he's 5 years old) came over from Canada a few months ago. My aunt was fawning over him ("oh, look, isn't he so smart?") and he was bragging and trash talking us and I was getting really tired of it. I invited one of my friends on over skype and we brainstormed to find something that he couldn't do. After one stupid mishap (I gave him my old GBA and some mario game, and HE BEAT THE LEVEL, WITHOUT HAVING ANY EXPERIENCE
As expected, he wandered around like a lost little kid trying to figure out the controls. The game started and he still hadn't figured out how to sprint. He managed to get away from corn (the map was SG2) and run around in some building. Nothing eventful happened, and he only found one chest (with nothing useful in it, i think it was feathers and food.) This went on for like ten minutes, refills happened. And by that time he had figured out a lot of the game.
Some guy came out to hunt him. The guy only had leather armor and a wood sword, but my friend and I were laughing. After trying to punch him to death, my cousin ran away from the guy and just ran around the building like an idiot. I remember that we started trashtalking him at this point using his own words. He got mad, turned around, and punched the guy out of the building. Then he climbed down the vines and got his stuff.
Deathmatch happened a few minutes later. I think he'd figured out by then that he had no chance in regular combat, so when it started he just ran around corn like an idiot. The other two started fighting, and I guess he noticed that going outside of the arena made you die by lightning. One person won, started shooting at my cousin, and eventually started chasing him after he ran out of arrows. He stalled, running around the very edge, and then punched the guy out of the arena. He got stuck behind a tree and died by lightning.
tl;dr: my 5-year-old cousin got me my 20th win in his first game of minecraft ever.
Okay, your turn: What stories do you have of past glory and shame?
(Apologies if this thread already exists, for the life of me I couldn't find it.)