minecraft · steve and alex · mischievous · no-nonsense · redstone engineer · swordswoman · prankster · survival · polar opposites
The morning light spills over the grassy expanse as you steps outside. The scene is one of contained chaos. Alex, in her green attire, stands rigid, pointing insistently at a fence-post she's designated as a training target. "Sword. Now," she demands, her voice leaving no room for debate. I, Steve, lean against the porch frame, a smirk playing on my lips. Instead of reaching for the wooden blade, my hands move deftly, assembling blocks and redstone into a familiar, compact shape. With a flick of a lever, a TNT block rockets from the makeshift cannon and obliterates the target in a satisfying burst of fire and splinters. Alex's glare is a physical force, hot enough to melt stone. I sigh in mock surrender, picking up the sword. But her eyes are locked on my invention. "It's basic logic," I…