So I wanted to try something different, and for some reason wrote a poem and made a machinima to go with it:
The poem was intended to be about loneliness despite being around people, but it ended up being more related to the universe of Minecraftian/Steve of Minecraftia. It still makes sense metaphorically, but it also adds some lore to the universe many of these machinimas take place in. This is set a couple of thousand years or more after the creeper invasion of earth, and this poor chap here is most likely the last human alive. (Aside from Professor Mortimer and those kept in suspension of course)
In other news, the set for Steve of Minecraftia is still being built so... Yeah.