skater boy - sapnap

chapter 8- dreamstan000

"good morning chat!" i greet to my morning stream. it's only 10 AM, but after staying up way too late on my phone, i barely got any sleep.

"today's stream is gonna be on minecraft! my hypixel account finally got unbanned!" i announce.

"'why'd your account get banned?'" i read from chat. "oh, some of you guys might not know. basically, my hypixel account got banned for six months because i raged after playing bed wars and called the stupid green team guy that beat me a 'try-hard-ugly-bitch-ass-sweat!' that's all. pretty tame, i'd say. but the hypixel team thought otherwise."

after a couple minutes of talking to my chat while waiting for my game to load, i switch my stream to my computer screen and start playing.

"it's been six months since i've done this, let's hope i'm not rusty," i say.

my eyes flicker to the chat that's moving pretty slowly, and i see a bold name float by.

"you've got to be kidding me," i sigh quietly. "sapnap says: 'you were never good to begin with, no need to worry.' well, not sure why you're in my chat, but thank you for your unwanted opinion, sapnap!"

he puts a smug "you're welcome :)" in the chat, and i ignore it and start the game.

i've never been the best at minecraft. if i had to assume, it's probably my commentary that draws people in to watch me play the game. my bad temper mixed with how often i die is a recipe for disaster for me, but a recipe for entertainment for viewers.

after two games of being the first one to die, i move on to the third game. as soon as i start placing my red wool around my bed, i notice the blue team next to me already bridging over to my base.

"not again," i groan. "it's okay, this time i'll be prepared. i'll watch this guy and make sure he doesn't break my bed."

the blue team player (whose username i read as "dreamstan000") finally bridges all the way over. we duel for a short while before they kill me, break my bed, and then get the final kill on me.

"damn it!" i pound my fist on my desk and groan. "but on the bright side, at least the gray team died before me so i wasn't the first one out! i'm improving!"

i join another game, this time on the white team. i tab to see who's on each team, and to my surprise...

"dreamstan000 is in this game as well? is that one of you guys?" i ask my chat while standing in the iron generator. "or maybe just a weird coincidence. i don't think one of my lovely viewers would ever stream snipe."

but it wasn't a weird coincidence. dreamstan000 killed me quickly in that round, then followed me game after game, always making sure to target me before anyone else, even if our bases were on opposite sides of the map.

"what the fuck is going on?" i shout in frustration. "who is this guy?"

i read through my chat, which is filled with angry comments directed at the player.

"maybe we can just play a single player survival game now?" i suggest. "bed wars isn't fun when you're getting targeted. i think i should write them a nice little message. if i get banned again, who cares? i can wait another six months before playing this stupid game again."

my chat agrees, so i type out an angry private message to dreamstan000 before leaving.

cassiyuh: **** you

cassiyuh: ur mama raised a *****

i sigh. the message isn't nearly as satisfying to send when you get censored.