Chapter 6: The Next Trap
Note, I did not use any words from the video, so....
I also skipped some stuff.
POV: Ren
<Renthedog> has joined the game
<Stressmonster101> has joined the game
Ren spawned at the nether portal (on the nether end), which was surprising because the last time Ren left to the other world, he was in his base.
"Oh, hi, Ren." Stress said, coming through the portal.
"Trap a portal." The voice said.
"We have to trap the portal?!" Ren and Stress said at the same time, obviously the voice had spoken to them both.
"Yes," the voice snapped.
"W-which one?" Stress asked.
"Whichever portal is the most used."
Ren sighed, and said, "That'd be one of the Shopping District Portals."
"Maybe iTrade?" Stress asked. Ren agreed.
"Okay, what trap?"
Stress thought for a moment. "If someone falls into lava, they'll loose their stuff. Maybe just a pufferfish trap?"
"So we'll need some trapdoors and tripwire, along with some string so when someone lands on it it'll trigger and open the trapdoors, waterbuckets with pufferfish, maybe obsidian, some redstone-y stuff, that should be all." Ren replied. "I'll get the redstone, trapdoors, and obsidian, can you get the pufferfish and-" Ren paused. "Maybe an anvil?"
Stress nodded, and tey went to their bases to get supplies.
Ren got the supplies and met Stress back at the portal, her bag full to the brim with supplies. "Got what we need," she said with as much cheeriness as she could muster.
"Okay, let's start." They began to make their trap, first digging a hole, then adding the obsidian and trapdoors, along with the tripwire and string.
Once they were adding the pufferfish, though, the voice said, "Rename them."
Stress looked at the pufferfish that was tipping out of the bucket, then at Ren. "Is that why you wanted to get the anvil?" She asked.
"I thought about renaming them, but I guess now we have to."
Using the pen to write "The Greyskins" onto a tag, they began to rename the pifferfish by tying the tag around it.
It was pretty easy to aviod the spikes if you were wearing gloves like Ren and Stress were, but it was just a quick knot and then you could pull your hand away. But it was way harder to rename 7 pufferfish than it was to rename one. If they got stung, they're hand might go numb, and it became harder to write.
Ren just gave up once he couldn't write more than a squiggle and waiting until his hand stopped throbbing, and just wrote a bunch at once.
"Okay, I think were done." Ren said.
"Should we leave our cameras here?" Stress asked, taking out a small eyeball-like camera and some cords. The camera was ice blue and had a gold rim, along with a few silver sploshes. Each hermit could paint their cameras if they wanted to.
"Okay, yeah." Ren pulled a wad of cords from his pocket, and then reached into his pack and got the camera. His was red and had blue stripes and "ReNDoG" in white.
They set up their cameras, maknig sure the cords were hidden. "Let's meet when the cameras beep," Ren suggested.
"Okay, bye!" Stress took off, murmuring, "If we have to trap people we should probably get on wif it."
Ren gathered up the empty shulker boxes and half-broken anvil and flew home too.
(547 Words)
I've been writing for PenItDown Awards, so expect slower updates from now until July.
-Lily :p
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