Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26318250-20180724071346/@comment-35961123-20180726125133

I was preparing traps near a village called "MCCW Village". Our village's population decreased massively because lots of peoplle decided to live in that village. "Revenge!!" I shouted, no one could hear me though. I placed massive amounts of anvil on top of tress so when players cut those trees, WALA!!! The anvil will fall and kill them, unless they dodge it. Great! All I have to do now is wait up on these trees. I fall asleep.

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It's been a while. Sounds of footsteps woke me up from sleep. I looked down and saw a Green colored steve. It choped down a tree, but somehow managed to lift the falling anvil. It looked at me, and throw the anvil in my face. It hit me, I fainted.

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I woke up in the same place where I met that guy. I was about to stand when I hear a voice coming behind me.

Green Steve: It seems that your trap didn't work.

Polar: Wha- who are you!

Green Steve: I am one of the pastas who are thrown to a ''top-secret prison located on the most distant End Island for causing a war, I escaped. But don't worry, I changed. Im here to warn you that another threat is coming, warn the others.''

Polar: Threat, secret prison, pastas!?

Green Steve: I must leave now before they find me.

Polar: Hey wait!

*Green Steve teleported away*

Polar: I guess I have to return in my village now.

''I returned to my Village. What do I find? Other tribes attacking our village. Guess I gotta fight again, I hate my life.''