A spider. I was gathering resources when some enemies attacked me. I ran away, but right into a spider who killed me.
Falling through the world
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System specs for future reference: Windows 7 Home Premium 64 bit, Intel Core i5-3450 3.1 GHz, RAM 8 GB, GeForce GT530 2 GB, HDD 1 TB, everything else ASUS.
I'm ashamed to see that I am the only one that got killed by sand.
I was really hurt by a creeper explosion,so I went underground to wait for the sun's light to show up. Then, some sand collapsed in my 1x large tunnel and I suffocated.
Last edited by Freelancer Tex; February 08, 2013 at 09:00 AM.
If you are depressed, just stop being depressed.
- Ace Rimmer | March 18th ,2014
I started playing back in 2010, my buddy bought me the game for my bday after he showed me a few youtube vids and I was hooked ever since! I know they're a rare spawn, but the first thing that actually killed me was a spider jockey! Has anyone else had such a run of bad luck? I think I was more in awe of what I saw charging at me (and shooting too lol) to really react in time. I hate skellies and spiders / cave spiders with a passion, but a spider jockey? Better have no lag and diamond gear haha!
I got killed twice in a row the first time I played. A creeper killed me before I completed my temporary shelter for the night then when I respawned, another creeper literally "crept" up behind me and killed me again.
Creeper. When I first started playing, I built an oven to cook some food then went to bed. Was awoken by a loud boom and thought maybe I should check the oven to make sure it's working properly next time. Same thing happened second time and I had no clue what was going on. It wasn't until the third time I saw the green guy and figured out it was him.
My friends told me how to craft, eat, and what creepers and skeletons do. I became a bit slippery against the A.I. so . . .
A human player. I had survived for weeks alone and with friends, peacefully mining underground whilst my friends built houses. We were all on a massive pinnacle of dirt and had built a bridge to another high pinnacle of dirt. My four friends looked at one player and all got out their swords, and I unconciously clutched a mediocre ax, and they all walked up to him. The defenseless loner desparately threw punches to get us to fall off the narrow bridge. I was typing a message and not doing anything and he punched me off. I died. My friends killed him (repeatedly). Then one went in creative mode and built a bedrock block, hollowed it out and put in a redstone torch, and placed the spawn point there. He then killed the guy who killed me. That guy never found me again and I never got atop high pinnacles of dirt a milisecond longer than absolutely necessary.
Last edited by pacifism; September 19, 2013 at 09:20 PM.
Stupid truth: always resisting simplicity.
Looking back, I think I would find me-from-the-past to be an idiot if I ever had the displeasure of meeting him.
Currently in the Mudpit:
"A man was harpooned during a riot concerning whether the French government can actually force people to wear less clothing on the beach. Typical liberal media doesn't call for restricting harpoon access and ownership."