When Good Griefing Goes Wrong

When I wrote this, the temperature was rising slowly, spring finally creeping its way in. The day was bright with a beautiful blue sky, something we don't often have in Northeast Ohio. Jackets were coming off, and people were in a good mood. Winter and it's darkness almost over, replaced with Spring, new life, warmth and light. Today was a wonderful day, even being a Monday. The day turned to night, and I was done with work. It was now time to play some Minecraft.

I love to come home and mine in Minecraft. The method I mine with has me counting blocks between each torch. The counting, repetition and quietness for thirty minutes each night relaxes me and calms my mind so I fall right asleep. Tonight was not one of those nights.

Tonight I was playing with my friend. I look forward to every chance we get to play so I eagerly went to my computer and waited for her to get on. She showed me what she was working on all day and then we just kinda fooled around talking about plans, playing with things, and then we went to work on the big house she started on. We are working the interior of the house when I was playing with creative mode and put a few animals in her house. She grrr'd at me and since I find it kinda funny and cute, I put more down. Griefing friends can be fun.

I was laughing and so was she, then she disappeared as I was cleaning up the large amount of squid I had put all over the floor of her house. I flew back to my house when she made a comment about seeing something, when I got there there were chickens everywhere. I mean everywhere. Kitchen, bedroom, storage room, prison, barely could walk there were so many of them.

So, as any good and loving friend would do, I flew back to her now empty house, and spawned a ton of villagers. If you haven't played Minecraft, you don't know how rather annoying villagers are and the hurh sound they make. One annoying sound times about 100 villagers, makes for some fun griefing moments. I told her she should come see what I did, and she burst into laughing. That many villagers is just too funny not to laugh at.

I decided to clean up the chickens and stuff and was looking online to see if you can use the /kill command to clean out just the chickens. Sure it would make me lose my farm and cooker, but it was a small price to pay for having to kill a thousand chickens. I was reading and they said if I put some brackets and a name or some such, I could kill only one type of mob. So I tried.

Dead. The chickens were dead. meat and feathers everywhere. But so was all of my gear. I died too. Not only me, but so did my friend, my dogs, my cats, horses, pigs, rabbits. All of my friends dogs and cats also died. Fred Killer died too, but no one really cared about his death since he killed our beloved Fred months ago. Not only all the animals died, my map died, anything that is considered an 'entity' died. I felt like the worst person in the world.  So for the next hour, I ran around making new maps, spawning new dogs. (Yes I was in creative mode because I was not planning on building anything. I use it to fly around and fix all the blocks the really stupid Endermen take. I really hate Endermen.)

Finally everything seemed OK, animals were back, new map hung, Things were looking good again. I still felt like a mass murderer and felt bad that I started with the squid to begin with. The moral of the story is, don't grief your friends. Might seem fun at first, and even after many times of doing it, but sooner or later you are going to kill everyone and everything. However, I am going to let her grief herself, time to find a place to hid a dispenser filled with spawn eggs. Shhh, don't tell her.