Don't know if I'm the only one on this, but, my god-damned friends. What a group of devious miscreants and tyrants. I will admit that the shenanigans on our sever were whole-fully instigated by no one other than myself. But loose dames, how could they. Spending six hours building a massive wooden galley, having it burn down, rebuilding it (after they insured it wouldn't fall to another bout of arson), and having it burn down again! Worst kind of people! Arming their homes with booby-traps, sexual propaganda and racist jokes isn't punishable by making me lose ten hours of work! You people are extreme! Even after TNT was un-craftable, people still made use of the huge stock piles they had saved up. Hell, it wasn't even an anarchy server. Although no one can outmatch the cruelty of our admin. He once turned our spawn point into a prison, lined with obsidian. He then killed all of us and wouldn't let us escape for a week. My friends are my worst enemies.
