• Inventory Split Incoming

    MassiveCraft will be implementing an inventory split across game modes to improve fairness, balance, and player experience. Each game mode (Roleplay and Survival) will have its own dedicated inventory going forward. To help players prepare, we’ve opened a special storage system to safeguard important items during the transition. For full details, read the announcement here: Game Mode Inventory Split blog post.

    Your current inventories, backpacks, and ender chest are in the shared Medieval inventory. When the new Roleplay inventory is created and assigned to the roleplay world(s) you will lose access to your currently stored items.

    Important Dates

    • April 1: Trunk storage opens.
    • May 25: Final day to submit items for storage.
    • June 1: Inventories are officially split.

    Please make sure to submit any items you wish to preserve in the trunk storage or one of the roleplay worlds before the deadline. After the split, inventories will no longer carry over between game modes.

Simple Poetry.

WhiteTheKid

The forgotten requiem.
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Crushed Flower.
Oh crushed flower, why does thou weep? Laid in the dirt where thine life blood seeps.
Oh crushed flower, why does thou cry, is it because you know you will soon die?
Oh crushed flower be calm this day, for because of you new life will enter the fray.
Oh crushed flower, your death has not brought glory nor gold, but instead it brought light to a world so cold.

My Friend.
I've had enough, through tears and sorrow I learned I did not have it rough. And yet my friend you refuse to see. For if we tried we could be anything we want to be. But because of this crippling pain; all that trying would be done in vain. I am sorry I could not save you from the knife you held in your hand, and you left me with only memories, like footprints in the sand. I am afraid that I will see you soon my friend, I fear my life will meet its end. But in the end I was wrong, for ironically you were the one who taught me to be strong. And that fear I once had is gone from my mind, and I am now not only strong but also kind. I will never forget you nor the things you have done, for your name is now my son's.
 
If you guys want I'll post arguably one of the most depressing poems in my life. I wrote it as a Shakespearean sonnet for an assignment in my English class. Apparently it made my one friend who read it actually cry.
 
The Madness
Love's trials have been most unkind to me.
Trampled underfoot lies my shredded soul.
Helpless, like a boat stranded on the sea.
For me, the funeral bells shall soon toll.
I gave my heart, you gave me naught but pain.
My love for you was boundless like the stars.
Now, from my eyes tears fall like the rain.
All I have left from you are my soul's scars.
Every night I would stay up crying,
To you, playing with my mind was a game.
With my final breath as I lay dying,
In my veins, blood's replaced with raging flame.
Now, on despair and sorrow I shall feed.
Now it is time for the whole world to bleed.