Imagine A Minecraft Movie Where Somebody Wakes Up In A Forest And Has No Memory Of Who They Are And Where

Imagine a Minecraft movie where somebody wakes up in a forest and has no memory of who they are and where they come from and they have to build a shelter and survive the night until they find other people similar to them and slowly become a community of creative, talented friends who need to free the End dimension to try and find the gods that put them there. Imagine that.

Better concepts for a minecraft movie, an incomplete collection:

Minecraft Storymode

Put Grian in charge and let him hire/cast whoever he wants

Put Tommyinnit in charge and make it R-rated

Put Ranboo in charge and it will be the psychological thriller of all time

Put Scott Smajor in charge. Full stop.

You could also put MatPat in charge. I’d be cool with that.

Literally just have it be that trope where a dude wakes up with no idea where he is or who he is and he has to learn how to survive while slowly unraveling the mysteries of the world around him

Literally anything as long as it maintain the core message of the game: love, loss, coexistence with the world around us, creation, infinity, and the endless incomprehensibility of the creative potential of the human mind

And do NOT for the love of god make it live action (or whatever you call a handful of human beings surrounded by blue- and green-screens)

incapacitation

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drugs that make a character woozy and disoriented. slurring words and falling slack, everything too heavy and confusing and muffled

blown pupils, wandering eyes, breathing too much or too little. sweating, shaking, puking, so limp and pale it’s almost like they’re dead

fevers so high a character's mind just turns to mush. glossy eyes tracking the ceiling, listless and unaware until eventually there's sweat sticking all over the sheets and they start mumbling some vague responses to caretaker's questions

tranquilizer dart that brings a character down all at once. one sudden jerk or look of confusion, not enough time to glance at it much less pull it out before eyes are rolling back and they collapse into the dirt

tranquilizer dart that comes on slowly. pulling it out and running and running until each step becomes too uncoordinated, stumbling or getting dragged along by a teammate until even their begging to stay awake, let's go, becomes hazy and distant

struck so hard that everything rings in one ugly roar. staggering or falling, told to sit down, just stay down. so confused and lost, repeating the same questions and forgetting the answer over and over and over again

character so messed up they struggle to follow any part of the conversation. everything too heavy and confusing and muffled, just useless and incoherent and completely oblivious to the situation

nervous prodding or pleading by caretaker, begging them to just stay awake or focus

jostled around by captor, told to get the fuck up and follow orders, easily manhandled around and restrained

mumbling nonsense and spilling secrets. stoic characters without any masks, so confused and broken and vulnerable, slipping and powerless in every sort of way

"you're okay, i promise you're okay"

“ah, shit. you’re a mess—”

“I guess you won’t remember this anyways…”

gaze drifting and blank, too faraway to track anything caretaker/captor is saying. nudged and prodded and pleaded at to no avail, just incoherent and out of it

too weak to move. beaten absolutely senseless or bleeding all over the place, a character just hurting and spent beyond means and sprawled flat against the ground

getting dragged along or stepped on, pinned down as if they're in any state to go anywhere

hypnotized and stunned into mindlessness. repeated mantras and rewired thoughts, a character made pliable and blank and used like a puppet

paralyzed but fully aware, left slack and useless and desperate with limp muscles and depressed breathing. assumed dead and abandoned, grieved over or dumped aside like a corpse, forced to watch and unable to do anything

poisoned and just getting worse and worse. teammates desperately looking for a cure while character deteriorates, puking and passing out and getting high fevers, hallucinating and begging for relief

characters taken out of commission when they're otherwise the strongest one. exposed to a weakness, given magical restraints or cuffs with neural suppressors to keep them docile, targeted and taken out

vertigo taking a character side to side, brought down and useless

Pratchett’s daughter is saying on Twitter that Good Omens is 3/4 her dad’s.

Here’s the video.

If you dance, I'll dance...

chat the end poem makes me tear up every time i read it. chat i am emotionally devastated by this mockery.

Chat they made Minecraft into a silly goofy cringe movie even through Minecraft is actually about life and earth and the universe and tearing meaning out of the ground and molding it with your hands into something that you can be proud of. They made the pink sheep look ugly and funny for a cheap laugh when it should’ve been a beautiful moment where you, age eleven, come across this rarity, this beautiful anomaly and you hold its face in your hands and stare into its chocolate brown eyes and you realize what the whole world is about. Chat they made it into a joke