I have an idea of why I am banned. I made a tower on a savanna plateau, I had no intention to make it look inappropriate in any way shape or form, I planned on changing it, however, school got in the way of that. I am terribly sorry for the construction, I will change it the second if I am unbanned.

I got bored in class one day, and I decided to write a book on Famcraft, tell me what you think:
     Okay, so I’m very bored right now, so I am going to tell you a story. A wondrous story of happenings long before you and I ever existed. It started in the world of Urmbahg, a place of wonder, prosperity, glory, and danger. It was a world where if you are to die, you come back to life where you were born.  Our journey begins with a mage named Wilson, Wilson Dihep. He was born in the city of Srawn. His parents weren’t of the sorcerer kind. Wilson’s father was well, Will; and his mother’s was Lorelei. Wilson had taken interest and inspiration in Srawn as a child. He had plans, ever since he was six, to start his own city, a city that would be beyond compare to Srawn, but not in a bad way. By the age of fifteen, he moved out of Srawn and began to build a place and start his own city, a city he dreamed that would be made of gold. A city that would stretch across the ocean and back. A city that would be worthy of awe.
   We don’t know a whole lot about our mage, do we? Well, for starters, he had blonde hair, and pale skin, whiter than paper. His skin was always pale because he always wore a robe everywhere he went. The robe had a hood, which mysteriously covered his entire face when it was on him. He got the robe when he had become a mage at the age of five. But how did he become a mage? Well, his teacher, who was a god in disguise, saw Wilson doing exceedingly well for a young age. So after class, every day he would teach him magic. This god in disguise was none other than Chestnut, god of friendship.
   While we’re talking about gods, I might inform you all little more about them. The gods had built Srawn themselves for the humans they were going to create. The chief god of Urmbahg was Burkynisnake, the god of creation. He had first created Urmbahg with his brother, Micah. Micah was the god of justice. Nobody knows who the father of both gods are, many think they just existed when the universe came to be. Rodkiilered was the god of acknowledgement, although, he was not born a god, he had become one. But how would one become a god? Well, as Burkynisnake says, it’s randomly chosen by him. And they become the god of what they are good at. For instance, there was a woman by the name of Bousunghuls who was extremely good at building. One fateful day, she was chosen to become a god, and became the god of building. But not all gods last forever. After some time, they lose their power, returning to only a simple human. Burkynisnake and his brother, however, stay gods forever. Anyways, back to our young mage.
   It took Wilson seven years to master his skill in magic and potion brewing. Chestnut had done an excellent job; in fact, he had stayed with Wilson his whole life. And now, he was ready to create his own city. One day, one June 12th, he woke up early and decided whether to take the star gates or walk. Ah, but what were the star gates? They were the main key to success for most, but for others, were certain doom. Once entering a star gate, it would bring you to a random place on the world. They get the name star gates because the wizards who constructed them used spells of the stars to make them. Behind these gates were worlds of wonder, worlds of death, worlds of riches, worlds of poverty. Nobody knows where you’ll end up, but Wilson had confidence he’d end up somewhere nice. He had decided to build his city with his cousin and his brother.
   On the topic of Wilson’s relatives, his younger brother, by three years, was Aluse, and his cousin was Dudelmon. Wilson’s adventure to create his city had begun. He started by waking his brother in the morning to get ready.
   “Wake up Aluse!” exclaimed Wilson with excitement. “Today’s the day we become history!” Aluse woke up, rather angry at his brother for the wakeup call.
   “Today’s the day I hope you quit waking me up this early.” remarked Aluse.
   “Oh come on, don’t break my spirits, get up and eat breakfast, and I’ll be waiting outside for you.” said Wilson. Wilson’s house was a great house with two stories. It was made of stone bricks and spruce wood. On the first floor was the kitchen, dining room, living room, and a bathroom (The city of Srawn had a well-developed sewer system). On the second floor was Wilson’s room, Aluse’s room, and their parents’ room, as well as another bathroom.
   Oh! I almost forgot! Wilson had a cousin. His name was Dudelmon Froti’tu. It wasn’t your typical Srawnian name; mainly because his parents were from a different city, or village, rather. The village was named Fut Creik. It was a humble village in the savanna of the West, for which there were many. Urmbahg was a unique place, the world goes on, and on, and on; no end to it. Many have tried to traverse the entirety of Urmbahg, but always failed miserably. Either starvation or madness killed them. Anyways, Dudelmon, he had black hair, he was not a mage like Wilson, but he had taken fond of drawing and reading. The two were great friends, Wilson was a year older, and he often joked about it to Dudelmon. Ever since Dudelmon had moved to Srawn, Wilson and Dudel (which is short for Dudelmon) had hung out quite frequently.

This tree near my house looks awesome.

    Welcome to the Mages clan. A richly generic clan that will give you the wizard experience. So far we have a stunning number of members that's around the number of four. Rules here are simple:
                       1. Follow normal rules.
                       2. No box houses, or we will assign you the rank of "Lowly Peasant".
                       3. We have elections as to whom the town Mayor will be for the clan home.
                       4. There are three leaders and three leaders only, the Mayor is in control of the town, the leaders are in control of everything.
                       5. Dunka Dunka.
    Still not convinced to join Mages? I have more reasons! We have a beautiful view from up and below the mountains. Need any assistance? Climb to one of the three mountains and ask the three wise Mages, who are the leaders, for help. The leaders are, Doodleman_42, awesome_dude_52, and yours truly. Still don't want to join Mages? Well we even have a poem about it.
                           We have a flower forest, please join us.

Here are some things I've built, it's not the best, but it's the best I could do.

Me and my brother share the same e-mail address. I tried to log in to Mojang and it said the password was wrong, I reset my password and log in to the launcher and I log in to my brothers account. So I lost my account forever.

Here's a collection of screenshots of the beauty of Minecraft.

So one day I was fighting zombies at my house and this weird statue appeared and lightning struck it. It disappeared and appeared for at least a minute, then it started following me for 5 seconds. Does anyone have an explanation? The statue had two bedrock under it and a pumpkin on top with two levers on the side. I didn't manage to get a screenshot.