SECRET NEW FEATURES In The Minecraft Creaking Update!



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The Minecraft Creaking, Minecraft Pale Oak, and Minecraft Pale Moss (and the other new stuff too) are all pretty sweet. Officially added in 24w40a, this new content is part of the next Minecraft Update. Today we take a look at some of the stuff that I’ve discovered with the new content!

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42 thoughts on “SECRET NEW FEATURES In The Minecraft Creaking Update!”

  1. In my opinion they should disable other mobs to spawn, and they’re should be some kind of reason to go there, for example the stronghold only spawning in the pale garden, so you need to face the creaking to beat the game. Therefor it should deal about 3 hearts with diamond armor, so you need to pay attention to the creaking. There should also be more.

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  2. I wonder if the creaking can spawn on slabs is next question. One thing I don't like about moss blocks is that it replaces all those other blocks and same thing goes with pale moss lol. That should just spread to just spread as carpets and mossy blocks. I might make a mod that does exactly that. Then use 9 carpets to make another moss block. It makes more sense

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  3. I’m not normally a “this has no use so it bad” kinda guy but… I mean… there is near no reason to go into a pale forest. The wood is eh and that’s it, there’s nothing but wood. I don’t even need new items all I want are items I’d want so I actually have a reason to go inside one of these

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  4. It would be cool if mojang added the "haunted mansion" it is just the woodland mansion but it is broken down and uses pale wood and their will be zombie illagers since the pale forest is a dark oak forest varient i think that would be awesome whats your thoughts wattles

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  5. Mojang should add Trail Ruins to the Pale Gardens with a custom loot table for the sus blocks. That would then allow us to call them the Pale Trail Ruins.. 🙂

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  6. I think it would be cool if the creaking worked kinda like a dry bones from mario. Or maybe the more you hit it, the more it will crack, and that causes it to be slower or maybe deal less damage, but it still won't die. The creaking heart will heal it and go back to normal. Braking the heart will still kill ot though. (But if they did add this, they would have to make the creaking do alot more damage than half a hear.

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  7. They should make a new pale garden village type that looks abandoned in the day, but where non-sleeping villagers appear at night. There could be passive, but unsettling in some way, an should have a couple unique trades (maybe having something to do with the creaking heart). Maybe there is a locksmith villager who can convert keys from the trial chambers into keys that can be used with doors and chests.

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  8. bro, imagine if the omnious effect works in the pale garden, revealing some secret or something else. For me, ithe pale garden is obviously a work of the illagers, and the omnious effect should affect the forest

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  9. Is possible that the pale garden is an attempt of the illagers to replicate the fungus that corrupted the ancient city? In both places we have a block that spawns a mob that is quite immortal and we know that the illagers went to the ancient city due to the dark oak planks in all the city

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  10. Imagine if mojang add this behaviour to the creaking.
    Whenever you lookaway its eyed lovked in moves towards you, looking at you then it turned wide , the creaking spreads a smile,unsettling and disturbing, its full of blood , a sign of its previous victims

    Story time!!

    The air hung heavy with the scent of pine needles and damp earth. I was alone, deep in the Whispering Woods, a place whispered about in hushed tones by the villagers. They called it cursed, a place where shadows danced and whispers carried secrets. I, however, was drawn to its mystery, its untamed beauty.

    I had been following a trail of shimmering, silver dust, a trail that led me deeper and deeper into the woods. It was a trail that promised adventure, a trail that whispered of forgotten magic. But as the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting long, eerie shadows, a chill crept into my bones. The whispers in the woods grew louder, more insistent.

    Then I heard it. A low, groaning sound, like a rusty hinge creaking open. It was faint at first, but it grew louder with each passing moment, closer, closer. I knew then that I was not alone.

    The villagers called it the Creaking, a creature of the woods, a being of pure sound and shadow. They said it hunted those who dared to look away, its presence a chilling reminder that the woods held secrets best left undisturbed.

    I tried to ignore the sound, to focus on the silver dust trail, but the creaking grew louder, more insistent. It was a sound that seemed to seep into my very bones, a sound that whispered of fear and dread.

    I dared not look away. I knew that if I did, the Creaking would be upon me, its presence a suffocating weight, its sound a chilling symphony of my own demise.

    I ran, my heart pounding in my chest, the silver dust trail a beacon in the growing darkness. The creaking followed, its sound a constant reminder of the danger that lurked behind me.

    I stumbled, my legs burning with exhaustion. I could feel the Creaking’s presence growing closer, its sound a chilling crescendo. I knew I couldn’t outrun it.

    Then, I saw it. A clearing, bathed in the soft glow of the moon. In the center of the clearing stood a towering oak, its branches reaching towards the sky like gnarled fingers.

    I ran towards the oak, my last hope. As I reached the tree, I felt a surge of energy, a feeling of protection. The Creaking’s sound seemed to fade, its presence receding.

    I collapsed at the base of the oak, my body trembling with exhaustion and fear. I had escaped the Creaking, but the experience had left me shaken.

    The villagers were right. The Whispering Woods held secrets best left undisturbed. And the Creaking, a creature of sound and shadow, was a chilling reminder of the dangers that lurked in the darkness.

    I never looked back, never dared to venture into the woods again. The memory of the Creaking, its chilling sound, its relentless pursuit, would forever haunt my dreams.

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