Tales of the Admins

[Garrett Jax]

Garrett Jax turned in for the night after spending several hours in discussions with fellow ADMINS over Player Owned Bases. Immediately after lying down on his Zoner tears filled mattress he fell asleep.

That’s when the dream began.

Garrett found himself in a preschool. Dozens of children ran, skipped and jumped about upon the swings, slides and merry-go-rounds littered throughout the vast playground. Scattered among the children, were daycare providers watching over the children, breaking up minor spats and disciplining the occasional unruly tot. All in all, it was a pleasant time for all.

The next moment, one of the daycare providers brought out a new toy. It was a Constructor Set. All the kids saw it and cheered.

“A new toy,” they cried. “Hooray!”

Every child was given the opportunity to play with their own personal Constructor Set. Garrett watched how each child reacted as they took their toy, examined it and put it to use.

Some children were quite responsible. They took the Constructor set, played with it, and turned it into a building that produced various objects and performed multiple tasks. These children would cooperate with others they found, and everyone involved benefited.

However, other children were far less responsible. They used their Constructor Sets to create buildings that attacked kids they didn’t like as they passed by. Some would place these buildings where a large number of kids played, so as to hurt as many children as possible.

Then there were the children who didn’t want anyone to play with the Constructor Sets. Each time they would find a Constructor Set, they would stomp it into the ground and break it. Some kids persistently tried to rebuild their structures, only to find these same children stomping down their efforts again. Eventually, these kids got so angry they stopped building. Some even left the playground.
Soon, the irresponsible children were ruining the fun for all the kids. Children began crying to their daycare providers. They began demanding rules be made for the use of these Constructor Sets. Some children even claimed that these Constructor Sets should be taken back. They even got mad at the toy manufacturers who designed them.

From out of the mob of children, a voice could be heard, “This is the Final Nail.”

Everyone turned to see the child that spoke those horrible words. The child didn’t appear angry or sad. Just apathetic.

Another child chimed in, “Final Nail.”

And then another and another. Soon, all the children were chanting in unison, “Final Nail. Final Nail.”

They quickly surged upon the daycare providers and overwhelmed them. Soon, not a daycare provider could be seen in the great crowd of young people. When they finished off the providers, they looked around and observed Garrett standing off in the distance. As one body, they rushed at him, roaring and screaming and crying at what had happened to them.

Scared for his life, Garrett tried to run but his legs were frozen in place. The screams were getting closer. He searched his pockets for the only thing that could save him. Where was it? He reached into his pockets, one by one, each coming up empty. The crowd of disgruntled youth was almost upon him. At last, in his last pocket, he found the red button marked Server Lag.

He pushed the button just before the first child caught him. Instantly, the child flew off 20K and disappeared. Another child started jittering from side to side, then he too disappeared. The rest of the kids ran all about him wildly, trying to hit him, but missing. Finally, they tired of the effort and gave up.

Garrett woke up in a sweat. It was just a dream. Thank God. Enough sleep for tonight, he thought. Time to see about fixing that base issue.

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