You mean...yesterday?
Funny story, me and some friends played Minecraft online, and what a time it was. See, on Thursday me and a friend were playing on a server he'd created, and we stumbled across a village. So today me, him and some other friends went back on to have a fun friday night surviving the world of minecraft without the tedium of constructing a shelter out of nothing. Things went smoothly for about two and a half hours, we all lived together in a house we continually expanded upon, we shared most things, there was always stuff to do (I, for one, mostly set to work fixing the farms, making food and building everyone a personal chest) so on so forth. Now a friend of mine (let's call him Biscuit) isn't used to not bing able to wreck everyone's shit twelve ways with the butt of a shotgun in games, and when he does play Minecraft it's usually just with hacks (or more recently creative mode) so he can blow things up or construct enormous towers of diamond...cheap kicks rather than working hard to become truly satisfied when you make your first successful pickaxe and loaf of bread. It was with this mentality that Biscuit spent the majority of the evening being a bit of a five year old, constanly spamming the chat with requests to my friend to give him god powers so he could just go on playing Minecraft in his usual, shallow sense. I'm not saying mindless destruction and dickishness isn't a blast in videogames, but after a while this attitude of his really started turning ugly in the context of our impromptu settlement (seriously, I love what the huner mechanic now brings to multiplayer). He built his own shelter at the end of the tunnel we'd made under our house, stole a bunch of glass that belonged to my other friend (whom we'll call Frodo) etc. We started getting pissed off about this, and when we retaliated by telling him to stop being a little ***** and giving off the impression that he didn't really fit in with our pretty much care-bear-ean way of living he retaliated. First off he poured lava down Frodo's mineshaft (Frodo was already very pissed off at Biscuit), then, he burnt our house down.
Three hours, three friggin' hours of getting along and surviving, all gone up in smoke because he was acting like a three year old. Needless to say he was banned, we had to start a new world and we were so pissed at him. All I'm saying is, Minecraft is srs bzns.
