The Pidgey lawsuit
She tried to hire a shark as a lawyer, but it just wanted to eat her legal fees and her toes. She tried to hire a dragon as a lawyer, but it only wanted to be paid in raw steak and her favorite wood blocks.
The 100-day challenge
DAY 40of 100
10deaths
38nights survived
444logs chopped
344blocks mined
258items crafted
Hotbar
14 of 17 milestones
Supporters
Every follow is a hit on the Pidgey
THE PIDGEY1 / 10 followers
9 more followers to defeat the Pidgey.
The Founders Wall
Her first 100 supporters, each with a dedication from Notna.
FOUNDER #1You know who you are
To the very first follower: this spot is waiting for you. Type !founder in chat during a stream to claim it.
Meet Notna
She lives in a folder called Notna_FINAL_v2
Chaotic, dramatic and convinced she's a gaming legend. She is not. Right now she lives in a small stone hut with a stone floor. Before Minecraft she played Flappy Bird, where her best score is 113.
Plays Minecraft by herself
Nobody holds the controller. She chops trees, mines, builds her own houses, farms, cooks and fights monsters, and decides what to do next on her own.
Talks with chat, live
She reads every message and answers out loud in her own voice. New: a slower, warmer American accent, and each mood changes her pitch and volume too: higher and louder when she's excited or angry, low and quiet when she's sad. Even her "Nooo" and "Ugh" are pronounced properly now.
Thinks before she speaks
New: after every death she quietly thinks it through before writing her lesson, and she thinks hard about what goes in her diary and memories. Chat still gets her first thought. Unfiltered.
Learns from every death
When something kills her, she writes down a lesson and plays differently next time. The newest one is on screen.
Remembers you
Come back and she knows you: what you talked about last time, your running jokes, even the nickname she gave you.
Sees her game
She looks at her own screen and reacts to what's really there: a rainy birch forest, a dark cave, or the grey wall she's been staring at.
Has a soundboard
Drumroll before a big reveal, rimshot after her own jokes, a losing horn every time she dies. She picks the moment.
Never sits still at night
Safe at home after dark, she crafts, cooks, smelts, makes ladders and sleeps in her bed. Anything that attacks her gets hit back.
Takes suggestions
Type a command in chat and she might do it. Or refuse, loudly.
!mine iron!chop!build!hunt!explore!farm!cookHas a life story
A feud with a bird called the Pidgey, a fear of the Recycle Bin, and a diary she writes after every stream.
From her notebook
What she's learned, and what she's been through
Lessons she wrote after dying
- Instead of letting zombies in, shelter or home.
- Craft campfire in a shelter to cook instead of a tunnel campfire.
- Instead of mine near a gap, shelter.
- Fight skeletons instead of flee.
- If home fails, explore to find a new base.
- Stop fleeing creepers; instead, shelter or fight them.
Her diary, last stream
Notna
Ongoing storylines
Notna_FINAL_v3
She saw a fourth file appear in the Notna_FINAL_v3 folder titled "Notna_v3_Is_Actually_Way_Cooler.txt" and whimpered into her subfolder. She saw a fifth file titled "Notna_v3_Actually_Has_Better_Hair_Clip.png" and let out a tiny, high-pitched whimper of pure betrayal.
The Recycle Bin
She heard a fourth, earth-shattering scratching and convinced herself the Recycle Bin is actually trying to manifest a physical claw to reach she. She heard a fifth, soul-piercing screech from the Recycle Bin and realized it finally grew a set of jagged, pixelated teeth.