This here is the Saphiron City Radio Station. There is where the voice of the people is heard across the whole of Minecraftia. Est. 2011.

Merry Christmas to all of you. And by all of you I mean the one follower I possess. To hell with the rest of you. So. About 99.9% of you can shove off. Reaction? Occupy Followers. They are the 1%.

Woah, looks like I gotta to put on my news-man fedora, here. Locals of Saphiron City have found life to be increasingly hard on the undercity residents due to a growing amount of immigrants who want to be a part of the luxury Saphiron is known for. This has been confirmed by a survey put out by the Department of the Interior of Saphiron.
In other news, the people of Saphiron have noted a sudden change of temperature uncharacteristic of the season. The sudden decrease in the average temperature has in turn caused heating bills to increase. however, pressure from local statesmen has caused various heating institutions to give a discount to those who can’t afford the higher bills.
Also on the bill board is… Saphiron is expected to soon have an academy of arts and sciences. The demolished structures were forsaken and therefore could be removed for the construction of future buildings. The academy is said to have an emphasis on horticulture, but the rumors are uncertain.

That’s all folks, have a lovely Christmas.

I’ve only one follower. This must be adjusted.

The boys working on Saphiron City have started to add backstory and fluff to the world we’re creating and I must say that I am rather excited to be a part of a project that as dynamic as this. What I’m hearing from the man orchestrating the creation of the BS pleases me a lot. When every thing is said and done, I expect to be a very satisfied person. Emotionally. mentally. And sexually.

And I’m not going to say it was aliens, but… Aliens…

The name is Haukbjorn. Hauk is pronounced like House and, well, quite frankly I don’t think there’s a good example for Bjorn, but I’m sure you could wiki the pronunciation of the “j” sound in Scandinavian languages. The name is a literal translation to “Hawk Bear” which i’m sure some of you will immediately get an image in your mind of Owlkin or Owlbears. What you see me as doesn’t matter because I am myself and I am what I choose to be. And that, dearest readers, is a giant Marshmallow Michelin Man. 

I reside primarily in Minecraftia. I serve as an architect for structures big and small and tend to be a general warlock with redstone. I don’t to colossal structures, however. F*** those colossal structures. They take too damn long. I tend to place traps and hidden passages within my work so if you ever see a creation of mine, It probably has a repeater and switch hanging out somewhere. My favorite constructions are those that include redstone-piston doorways. Those are pretty damn fun to make. I have a tendency to be inefficient with it, unfortunately. My current project is with the boys down on Saphiron City. No spoilers! I hate spoilers. Guess what! Harry Potter dies. So does Frodo. And Artemis Fowl. And Rango. But Rango’s death probably involves some house-hold incident that makes up 60% of all house-related deaths or some shit like that. The point is, nobody likes a spoiler. So shut it.

I can honestly say I’m excited for Saphiron City. This has been a blast to help with, and if you’re ever able to check it out, I suggest you do. There. Will. Be. Epic.

Just saying.