Corporal. Gather your troops and make haste.
Sergeant Henckman: Steve, thank you
sir, we will not let you down.
Headmaster: I know you wont Sergeant.
Corporal Jeb, how will we know that you have succeeded in your
mission.
Jeb: When all hell breaks loose and
nothing makes sense then you know we have succeeded.
Headmaster: Quiet a scary though Jeb.
If what you say is true then how do we take control.
Jeb: I'm not entirely certain Steve,
but if it's anything like a normal computer you will just have to
state your name and the computer will lock onto your voice, once it
has verified that you are the logged user you should be able to
issue commands and take control of the Survival Room.
Headmaster: Very good Corporal Jeb.
Make haste and bring us salvation.
And that it how I just got a battle field
promotion to Corporal. Can you believe it, just days ago I was a
noob at the School of Minecraft and now I have met Steve and
received a battle field promotion to Corporal,
Emerging from the command centre I am totally
star struck. We were immediately approached by two soldiers who
informed Sergeant Henckman that the squadron of cavalry would
arrive shortly.
"Err Sergeant?"
"Wow, that sounds cool, say it again
Jeb."
"Uh, sure thing Sergeant."
"Man, I sure like that sound of that. What
can I do for you Corporal Jeb?"
"Corporal Jeb, I guess I like the sound of
that too," I reply raising my hand for a high five.
The Sergeant just looks at me and I'm about
to lower my hand when he smacks it and replies, "Corporal Jeb. We
do not high five in the army, we salute, but I guess under the
circumstances we can make an exception today."
Cool, I can live with that! "So Sergeant, was
that really Steve?"
"Do I really need to answer that?"
I look at him for a few seconds before I
realize what he means. There was an aura around Steve that was
totally unmistakable. "No, I bet I would have known it was him even
if I was deaf and blind."
"Exactly, so why do you ask?"
"It's just that I have seen the headmaster
loads of times so how come I never recognized him before,"
"Have you Jeb, have you ever met the
headmaster?"
"Of course, he's always in the atrium giving
speeches and ...." I stop in mid sentence as the Sergeant shakes
his head. Then it hits me, I've never actually met him before, only
seen him from a distance.
"Ah, and so it dawns on the noob. He's never
actually met the headmaster, but don't worry, no one ever figures
it out. The only people who ever actually meet him are the
Minecraftia Guard."
"So you knew that Steve was the commander,
the headmaster?"
"Of course, everyone in the guard knows the
true story of Steve and meet him when they graduate."
"So how come everyone does not know?"
"Do I look like a blabber mouth to you? Think
very carefully before you answer that Jeb," he replies with a
slight smile on his lips.
"Uh, of course not sir," I reply.
"Well, years ago when Steve returned to
Minecraftia and informed the local councils of how the Overworld
worked no one wanted to believe him. Oh, don't get me wrong, they
were thrilled that someone had returned but they did not want to
believe that the Overworld was a death sentence for all that
ventured there, it was supposed to be an honor not a curse. So
anyway, after convincing the councils that the chosen would perform
so much better for Notch if they were trained, Steve opened the
School of Minecraft. Realizing early on that the whole of
Minecraftia was under threat but not having the support of the
world councils he took it on himself to form the Minecraftia Guard,
and sold it to the council that it was only a social club of sorts
for all returning avatars."
"Wow, does that mean that everyone in the
Guard have journeyed to the Overworld and returned?"
"Until this invasion started, yes. Everyone
in the Guard were returning Avatars."
"Awesome, so you've been to the Overworld
too?"
"Yes Jeb, I have been to the Overworld, but
let us not digress. Steve formed the