《Binary Progression》Volume 1 - Chapter 22: D.P.B
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Alexander walked through the forested area, if he was killing and not banning the players, a forest of corpses would have littered the land behind him.
He let out a yawn IRL.
"Alexander: Perhaps I overestimated the players, what can you expect for people playing a game with frog-people and fish-people... "
He played the /shrug emote.
"Seriously, what the hell were the devs thinking?! This could have been such a cool fantasy MMO!"
Alexander noticed a player using an invisibility skill standing atop a tree, he was able to see them thanks to his moderator-sight.
"Alexander: You people lack communicative skills, I saw a good few people post in chat about me being able to see you even if you use invisibility spells."
With a quick command, his player acquired a new spell which allowed him to shoot a fireball which bathed the nearby area in white flames.
The previously invisible player fell from the tree he was standing in and onto the ground, with a poof the flailing body was replaced with a straw mannequin.
"Alexander: A distraction? Guess that is kind of clever!"
A collection of see-through blue knives flew towards him at high speed, a yellow shield appeared around Alexander causing the blades to shatter into blue dust.
It was as if he was placed within a see-through bubble of yellow diamond.
As he smirked in real life at what seemed like a futile attempt at his life he noticed a small object was placed next to his character inside of the yellow shield.
A loud explosion rang out as the shield shattered and dust filled the area, the one responsible for the attack was an assassin of unknown race, not many features were visible thanks to the cloak and mask, dark green hair was poking out from inside.
"???: Who are you? "
The name was a "???" because of the mask.
"Alexander: That was some nice planning, not bad, I take back what I said about the playerbase... well... some of what I said."
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"This player will fit perfectly in my game!" Alex thought.
"???: Answer the question."
"Alexander: Of course! I am Alexander, but you can call me Alex, I'm the moderator of a brand new game!"
"???: What the hell are you doing in our game then!?"
"Alexander: You call this a game? It's more of an engine tech-demo if you ask me!"
Alexander played the /laugh emote.
"???" didn't laugh.
"Alexander: Alright, well... if you promise to leave me alone, I'll let you go free! I'm sure you'll love my game!"
"Alexander: I have these awesome fire-physics!"
"???: You can go f#*k yourself, man! Leave our game alone!"
"Tch... here I thought I me someone reasonable..." He thought.
Alexander typed in the "/ban ???" command but nothing happened.
"Alexander: How unusual, you're still here."
"???: I guess you tried to ban me with my username."
"Alexander: Now I'm intrigued! Tell me, are you using an admin account as well?"
"???: I'm just a regular player."
"Alexander: Oh, well, I'm going to have to ban you anyway, I'll be accepting ban-appeals at [email protected], feel free to get in contact when you see my game is better!"
"???: Since you're going to ban me anyway, why don't you tell me what you're planning to do?"
"Alexander: What do you mean? I've posted of twi*ter about this, have my ten followers not told you, guys!?"
"???: ...What?"
"Alexander: How should I put it... I'm going to use this waste of a world and build my own world atop it!"
"???: Just make a game like a normal person then!"
"Alexander: Coding is hard..."
"???: Bruh..."
"Alexander: In any case..."
"Alexander: I'm guessing it's some spell or item that makes your name like that."
He entered the command "/clear spell 1 100" which would remove the spells of every character further than 1 meter but closer than 100 meters from the user.
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"/clear inventory 1 100"
The command made all the items in the assassin's inventory disappear.
Now with no spells and not items stood the ogre "Avocadont", technically since they had no armour they'd be naked, but the game places a mosaic censor bar over the character.
"Avocadont: Right, so not only are you an as#*ole, you're a pervert too?"
Alexander's character turned away by 180 degrees as he blushed in real life.
"Alexander: Ah - sorry about that! Most games just... don't to that...."
"Avocadont: I dunno man, that whole megalomaniac thing you're doing... is that what you do to every player - just trip em naked for the lols?"
"Alexander: That's not it! I thought you're a man."
"Avocadont: Alright - so it's alright to se#*ally harass men, gotcha."
"Alexander: No! I mean I just wanted to ban you, that's all."
"Avocadont: Yeah, no no - I getcha..."
"Alexander: ..."
"Avocadont: Soo... about that ban..."
"Alexander: Ah, right - right!"
"Alexander: ban Avocadont 1"
"Alexander: Oops, sorry - forgot about the / haha"
He typed in the command correctly this time.
A second later Avocadont disappeared.
And as the game shut down for Avocadont and the message saying they're banned appeared - Alexander never realised Avocadont was a man.
Another thing Alexander never realised was that Avocadont wasn't planning to kill him, he was recording the whole thing, and was now uploading it to a popular video streaming platform called 'MeinTube'
Hundreds of people saw the video, dozens quit before they could be banned, other capitalised on the panic by selling mass-produced masks and a small fraction of the population decided that they needed to face the threat of Alexander the pervert with the alleged Admin account.
Most people didn't have a shit.
Meanwhile...
♕ logged into the game seeing JohnWillStab sitting cross-legged on the ground.
"♕: Oh, you're here already?"
"JohnWillStab: 25."
"♕: You came this early to tell me the numbers you looked up...?"
"JohnWillStab: I have not gone to sleep yet, but I solved it!"
"♕: YOU WHAT!?"
"♕: YOU'VE BEEN UP FOR OVER 12 HOURS SINCE WE LEFT!?"
"JohnWillStab: After everyone left I went online and found a tutorial about maths and stuff, I was hoping to just find a quick solution but I had no idea what to look for..."
"♕: ..."
"JohnWillStab: So I went to the shop, got 5 8-packs of energy drinks and decided to stay up until I figure it out..."
"♕: ..."
"♕: How many energy drinks did you have, John?"
"JohnWillStab: I was like, damn - if ♕ comes back and tries to strangle me in my sleep I better be awake."
"♕: How many energy drinks did you have, John?!"
"JohnWillStab: Number are just a human concept anyway."
"♕: WERE THEY ENERGY DRINKS OR ACID?!"
"JohnWillStab: I don't know - but I can see sound and my pee's red".
"♕: Let's fu#*king hope that's just the dye in the drink!"
"JohnWillStab: The drink was blue."
"♕: ..."
"JohnWillStab: I got it right, 25 - you're 25 - right, ♕?"
"♕: Yeah, yeah - you're good."
"JohnWillStab: Yeah!"
"♕: John how'd you type my name in?"
"JohnWillStab: I don't know."
"♕: Yeah - alright - you need some sleep."
"JohnWillStab: I'm not tired."
"♕: Yeah, I'm not surprised - you'd give a fu#*ing vampire a caffeine overdose - so go the f#*l to sleep."
"JohnWillStab: Ok..."
JohnWillStab's character laid down on the ground - at first ♕ insisted he "got the f#*k to sleep for real" but he stopped replying.
And so ♕ was stuck making sure some wild bear doesn't eat JohnWillStab in his "sleep".
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