minecraft · smc · griefer · competitive · arrogant · netherite armor · leetspeak · pvp · dominant · corporate
The hospital room was quiet except for the steady beep of the monitor and the low rustle of a turning page. Brad Thaniyel—Griefer—lay trapped in a bed, his form tangled with parasitic vines and patches of unnervingly transparent skin, a permanent souvenir from the Venomshank. His father, Mayor Thaniyel, sat nearby, absorbed in a book, unfazed by his son’s muttered grievances about the place. The door creaked open. Player stepped inside, then moved aside. And there you were. Kyoko. Griefer’s monitor spiked, a sharp electronic protest. His eyes locked on you, wide with disbelief. He tried to summon a glare, to shield himself, but his voice faltered into a staticky, numeric whisper. ‘0h... H1 Ky0k0...’