(Alr I made a mistake, the person who is voted goes into SPECTATOR mode, not survival. I'm too lazy to change it, so here ya go.)
The first month was extremely interesting. Everything was relatively peaceful, with new members joining every-other-day. We tried to spread them out so that everyone had time to introduce themselves. People who came in later would get a chest of supplies to boost them ahead, and the later they joined the more loot they would get.
Little griefing, wars, or anything disastrous happened for the first two weeks. So far, the current list of people who were on the smp was (In order of joining):
Day One: Y/n, LDShadowLady, Camman18, SomeMinecrafter32,
Day Two: LaurenZside
Day Three: Nobody
Day Four: Nobody
Day Five: Wilbur Soot
Day Six: Nobody
Day Seven: Rekrap12, Philza
Day Eight: Katherine
Day Nine: Nobody
Day Eleven: Sockshorts
Day Twelve: Nobody
Day Thirteen: Beesechurger
Day Fourteen: Nobody
So currently, we had myself, Lizzie, Camman, SomeMinecrafter, Lauren, Wilbur, Rekrap, Philza, Katherine, Sockshorts, and Beesechurger. The selection wasn't bad or anything, just a little unusual. The point of Risk Smp was to inspire a sense of adventure, and to meet new people. Obviously, we already had some groupings of friends forming, but things were all so new and fun!
I was pretty much alone and minding my own business, on day fourteen, when a TNT lit? A room of my house suddenly blew into smithereens, and the cackling of Wilbur was heard a few feet away from me. I wasn't particularly furious or anything, but that was seriously annoying. I chased him off my property, but lost him halfway through the forest. Sighing in defeat, I headed back to my home and patched up the damage he had caused best I could.
Six more days passed uneventfully, most people just grinding resources and working on their homes. Making enemies on this server wouldn't be wise, so to spice-up the fun I added a new rule: "Instead of the system creating items to be contributed to the new players, you must take a certain number of resources to contribute." This slowed things down a lot, and things were great!
Day Fifteen: Nobody
Day Sixteen: Nobody
Day Seventeen: Smallishbeans
Day Eighteen: Forge Labs (idk if you know who any of these people are, lol)
Day Nineteen: Nobody
Day Twenty: Nobody
Day Twenty-One: Ryguyrocky
Day Twenty-Two: Nobody
Day Twenty-Three: Nihachu
Day Twenty-Four: Nobody
Day Twenty-Five: Nobody
Day Twenty-Six: Badlinu
Day Twenty-Seven: Nobody
Day Twenty-Eight: Nobody
Day Twenty-Nine: Punz
Day Thirty: Nobody
It was finally the day for voting to begin! It was likely that nobody else would be joining Risk Smp, and it was time for me to figure out who I wanted off. Nobody had been causing any problems for me since Wilbur in the beginning, but I had a soft-spot for him because of L'manburg. What I did know, though, was that Lizzie wasn't pleased with Joel joining the Smp on Day Seventeen.
Deciding the most logical thing to do was vote off her husband, (I mean, the girl needs some space-) I crafted my vote by writing it into a book, and we all assembled at the community house where the hoppers were. All of us placed a book into it, and crowded around the dispenser.
There would be seventeen votes total, and no recounts would be done to add to the chaos. Vote #1, Punz? Vote #2, Wilbur Soot. Vote #3, Smallishbeans. Vote #4 Smallishbeans. Vote #5 U/n. Oh my gosh, me?!? Who would do such a thing? I had to get people onto my side, because all the people in spectator mode would be able to see everything going on and choose who they wanted as the winner.
All in all, their were:
Punz: 2 Votes
Wilbur: 1 Vote
U/n: 1 Vote
Smallishbeans: 6 Votes
Lauren: 2 Votes
SomeMinecrafter32: 5 Votes
It had become quite close between Joel and Some, which was crazy! I mean, Some hadn't ever really done anything wrong. Perhaps it was because nobody truly knew him besides me, and even me not fully. It was quite understandable, and he had 30 more minecraft days to turn things around.
My redstone system spoke, (With my pre-recorded voice) "The person voted off of Risk Smp is Smallishbeans, or Joel. You will go into spectator mode actively immediately, unless somebody wants to take his place."
Everyone fell silent, who would want to take his place? To our shock, Lizzie stepped up to the redstone contraption, and we all held our breaths. She was going to take his place! But then she just laughed, and re-took her seat again. Joel made some strange sounds of disbelief, and then got turned into a spectator. Ouch-
So far, the people on the smp were:
Y/n: Survival
Lizzie: Survival
Camman: Survival
SomeMinecrafter: Survival
Lauren: Survival
Wilbur: Survival
Rekrap: Survival
Philza: Survival
Katherine: Survival
Sockshorts: Survival
Beesechurger: Survival
Joel: Spectator
Forge Labs: Survival
Ryguy: Survival
Nihachu: Survival
Badlinu: Survival
Punz: Survival
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Woo! 834 Words, but of course, this chapter is for sure a little unorthodox, however, its setting the stage for all the ones that are coming! I probably won't do this format again.
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