Portazo Island Entry #1

So far so good. I appear to have crash landed on an jungle island, presumably Portazo Island, with my trusty Minecart that somehow floats upon water despite being made of cast iron (don't question Minecraft).



In this minecart I had some supplies along with a brochure for this island with some hastily scribbled notes. Being a Business Fish I've thought out what it is I need to do in order to turn Portazo Island back into the 'destination hotspot' this brochure claims it once was. I must:
-Build a village
-Sustain a population of at least 35 testificates
-Create a marketplace
-Construct docks and fishing huts (Business Fish prefers melons, but testificates love their fish)
-Build a tomb for any losses that may occur on this island
-And finally fend off the various monsters that killed the population in the first place.



 As I walked towards the fringes of the jungle I noticed some sort of guttural moaning and groaning  coming from somewhere near. Perhaps some of those 'terrible green beasts' I was told cleaned the island out so long ago. I made a note to not dig in this area just yet. I had no supplies or weapons of any sort and didn't feel ready to fight them.



I spent most of the day exploring the island and chopping down a few trees for lumber to build with later. I managed to clear away a small portion of vegetation near the area of the island where I had landed. I took a moment to watch the sun set over the ocean as I counted out what I had to work with to survive the night. Things were already looking pretty poor... All I had managed to gather was:
-One bowl
-One red mushroom
-Two water bottles
-One chest
-One minecart
-One crafting table
-104 planks
-Two rotten flesh
-One apple
-One piece of paper
-One empty glass bottle
-Ten saplings

As the sun disappeared beyond the horizon, I ran back to where I had landed. The area was clear and I could keep my back to the water. The man that had told me about the island had said the creatures that had cleared the island out before came out at night. While waiting through the night, I figured I could at least gather some sand to use later. After all, I'm here to rebuild and I'd need windows for the vacationers to look out of whilst they were relaxing. I did notice a few skeletons and some zombies, however I saw something else strange. There were a few oddly shaped green creatures. They were tall and somewhat slender, and walked about on 4 legs. I lured a few of the undead out, one or two at a time and managed to land enough punches to knock them out. As they fell, I kicked them into the ocean. While doing this I learned something as well about those strange green creatures. For some reason they violently explode when threatened. This hardly seems like a good survival technique. Or maybe it is.  The one that exploded threw me into the ocean. I had managed to swim ashore without a problem, but made a mental note to leave those things alone.

At sunrise I decided to venture deeper into the island and look for a suitable location to begin rebuilding, or at least make a shelter so i could hide from the creepy green things.