A Wizards Price (a minecraft orcworm fanstory)

Orcworm ducked the arrow making it shoot just over his head. He grabbed his staff and yelled “Lumagra idius” making the skeleton disintegrate into at least 50 tiny pieces. He walked over and picked up some of the still undamaged bones. He started to walk away till he noticed something. Out of the corner of his eye he spotted a creeper sneaking up on him. Just as the creeper was about to blow up it stopped, it was stopped in time itself. This creeper didn’t know who the hell he was dealing with. As he was walking back to his base he heard a siren in his ear, a griefer.

Yarwood dealt the first blow and boy was it a devastating one, the zombie nearly fell over dead right there and then, but it had something left. It jumped up and kicked Yarwood I the head, but his diamond helmet made it a useless kick. Pushing the zombie to the ground with one fateful stab his sword shot threw its face. Yarwood examined his sword up and down all the way from its bone handle to its obsidian tip. Nearly no scratches from the battle, but his thoughts were interrupted by a siren in his ear, a griefer.

PetePorty was digging through his mine, drift mining as one might call it. He had just broken into lava and considering all the diamonds he had he made a run back to his chest. After depositing all his stuff he came back with dirt to get rid of this lava leak but instead he burned to death. Half way back on the way to his house, while being peppered by skeletons, he heard a siren in his ear, a mother fucking griefer.

Immediately after hearing the siren they all teleported to the spot. “Looks like a simple break and enter” PetePorty said running his finger along the broken glass. Yarwood stepped through the small whole and got into the house “Listen there’s two exits up and down, PetePorty and Orcworm you guys go down I’ll go up” no one objected after all, the griefer was most likely down. Yarwood found nothing upstairs, but PetePorty and Orcworm certainly found something downstairs. The griefer was smashing all the chests and taking the loot. He stopped and turned around when they entered. As a large hammer arose out of the ground Orcworm said, “You, griefer, are charged with the crimes of griefing, intent to steal and more fucking griefing! We have no option but to ban you.” Meanwhile the griefer was saying, “no, no please not the ban hammer, I’ll do anything!” The ban hammer came down with swift and clean justice, and then he just disappeared.

Orcworm reset the logs and everything was back as it was meant to be. Although something was amiss, no one had talked since the ban and there were a good 30 people on the server. Orcworm responded to this silence by saying “Could someone say something?” Suddenly everyone sprung into life all at once, every single person said “Yes Orcworm” at the exact same time. This was weird but before any action could be taken the people had suddenly surrounded them. Their faces were all replaced with notch’s skin’s face. Each person had placed a piece of neatherack and lit it on fire, now they were surrounded in a circle of fire. What they didn’t count on was Orcworm using a wind spell to nock all the flames out. Now there was nothing to stop them leaving but the was also nothing to stop the people getting in. They started to close in, after yelling out “Shit!” Orcworm made a snap decision to teleport them out of there. They arrived with their faces on the ground; Orcworm hadn’t really gotten the teleport thing down yet. As they looked up a sudden realization came on them: where the hell were they? They were stuck in the middle of nowhere with no resources, it was quite chilly out too.

Orcworm hadn’t really gotten the teleport thing down yet.

Of course the creator of the server doesn't know how to teleport.