I was sitting around thinking what would happen if Taylor Swift spawned in the world of Minecraft. (I know, weird, right?)
Anyway, here is my answer in the form of a story:
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One day, Steve was walking around the End. He was trying to figure out a way to kill the Ender Dragon.
He was also trying to avoid being killed by any Endermen. He watched as the strange tall and lanky black with eerie purple eyes moved throughout the End. He wondered where they came from and why they did the things that they did.
He looked off in the distance. There, he saw the Ender Dragon circling high above the ground, going round and round, over and over again, waiting for any challengers.
Steve felt sad. He had no idea how he was going to get to the top of the mountain, much less how he would kill the Ender Dragon once he got there.
Steve sat down on a rock and put his head in his hands. He felt like crying. “Why is everything so difficult in the End?” he said.
To his surprise, he heard a voice behind him say, “Just shake it off, Steve.”
Steve sat up quickly and grabbed his diamond sword and turned around. He had no idea what danger he was going to face. But when he saw what had spoken to him, he was astounded.
Just shake it off, Steve.
“Are you an Enderman?” He asked.
Standing in front of Steve was a creature with a body like an Enderman, long tall and lanky, but it was completely white and had steel blue eyes. Instead of holding a block of odsidian, it was holding a strange looking box, the likes of which Steve had never seen.
“I am an Enderwoman,” said the pasty white creature.
Steve shook his head in disbelief. “I must be dreaming.”
“You are not dreaming, Steve. Just remember, every time you smile, I’ll smile, and every time you shine, I’ll shine for you,” advised the creature in a sweet voice.
Steve slowly lowered his diamond sword. “So, you are not here to kill me?”
The creature laughed a silly light laugh, like a giggle popping out of a bubble. The creature then said, “Of course I’m not here to kill you. Would I kill someone with such hella good hair?”
“Thanks, I think,” said Steve. “So, if you are not here to kill me, why are you here?”
The creature raised the strange box it held its arms high up into the air. When the box was at the top of the creature’s reach, it began to emit strange rhythmic noises. It sounded to Steve like music.
“I have brought my box to the End so that everyone can listen to its sick beats,” said the creature.
“Sick beats?” asked Steve.
“Yes, this is my sick beats box. I like to take it places so that people can get down with some sick beats. It makes them feel happy.”
Steve sat there listening to the sounds coming from the sick beats box. He had to admit, it did make him feel happy, even though the music was kind of silly.
“Say, I think I do like your music,” said Steve.
“Thank you,” said the lanky white creature. “Millions of people in the Overworld agree with you.”
“Wow,” said Steve. “You mean you’ve shared your sick beats with millions of people?”
The pasty white Enderwoman nodded her head in the affirmative. “Oh yes, and they love to listen to my sick beats over and over again.”
Steve was surprised that he had never heard these sick beats before in the Overworld. It was strange that it took him a trip to the End and feeling depressed before the sick beats Enderwoman teleported to his location and shared her sick beats.
But, things in the not the End are strange and unusual, so Steve did not think it was so weird after all.
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So, what do you think?
Do you think Taylor Swift would be an Enderwoman, or do you have other ideas?