Skeppy Posted a New Video

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"What the muffin..?"

The following day, Bad found something.. slightly unexpected. Through his YouTube notifications, one caught his eye that he wouldn't have expected.

Skeppy mentioned you in a video.

Bad wasn't... 100% sure on how that worked, but it was irrelevant. Skeppy? Might just be a random fan tagging him in an edit or them playing on his server.. Probably unimportant, but Bad has some serious jitters after what happened to his server the day prior. Whatever, you Skeppy person... Besides, he likes to engage with his community all the time. He's sure it's not anything bad. He clicked on the video, processing the title:

So I Logged Onto MunchyMC And Did This...

"Hm," Bad cleared his throat "Okay. Ten minute video... Let's see." It was taken on video? The thief.. turned themselves in?

The video started off simple enough, a vlog from a player on his server. The camera is being held by a separate camera man, facing a rather.. peculiar looking boy.

"Yooo, how's it going guys?" The man said excitedly through the screen. 'This must be Skeppy,' Bad concluded, before continuing the video.

Overall, Skeppy was rather normal looking. He had tan skin and hair so dark brown it almost qualified to be black, sides shaved all around. He was wearing a rather blue outfit, simple blue hoodie with a derpy face on the hood and black jeans. He looked like the next guy, except for one thing.. Skeppy wore a blue diamond shaped masquerade mask, covering over his eyes and the bridge of his nose. It wasn't abnormal however; lots of people add their own little twists to their outfits! Bad, for example, was literally a demon. He didn't know why he kept focusing on the mask so hard, but for some odd reason, it gave him the chills.

He continued to watch.

"..Yeah, and I guess we will just see what happens when I completely destroy. Munchy. MC."

"..Kidding!! Kidding, come on, come ONN," Skeppy flew off screen, which caught Bad mega off-guard. What the muffin.. How did this guy get OP?

BadBoyHalo continued to watch Skeppy fly around and mess with the server. He joined during Bad's stream, just as he suspected, while him and all of his mods would be too busy to watch for something like this to happen. Bad was already online and banning Skeppy's account, skimming through the video to double check all of this is confirmed to be from the supposed thief. Alas, Skeppy did everything he said he would in the note. He stole kits, he stole code... He stole Bad's confidence?

Blah. Blasphemous. Confidence was just added to create alliteration in his note, it wasn't actually anything serious. Right?BadBoyHalo assumed, or moreover hoped that Skeppy was a one-and-done deal, Munchy trolling just being a one time Youtube idea and he'll never log on again. And besides, Skeppy was already banned- what more could he do? Grief purgatory? That place was already trashed.

It was definitely funny enough to tell someone about it though, and considering... Bad didn't have many friends, he resided back to Callahan for his daily dose of tea.

"...And I mean, it's crazy, right? Because how in the WORLD did some random Youtuber get admin rank, let alone get access to the code of the game and toy with it? I don't know... He didn't do a lot, but I feel like he would do more if he wanted to."  Bad grinned, awaiting a response.

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yeah that's crazy man

Okay, maybe Callahan wasn't the MOST fun to gossip with. Maybe he takes a second to respond and has the slowest typing speed ever. But he's listening to Bad complain, and it's at least the thought that counts. Bad said his good nights to Callahan and ended call, playing excuses that he needed to work on some things inside the server.

But, really, he just wanted some time to think. Who was this guy? What was the purpose of trashing the server if he was going to post about it and get himself banned? Is there a reason, or did he think it would just be some good content? Bad clicked on the account and began to scroll, but everything on there was relatively normal, Minecraft YouTuber things. He knows he shouldn't be thinking about it so hard, but the nonchalance about it all gave him serious heebie-jeebies.

Ugh. This was making his tummy hurt. With a groan, Bad turned off his monitor for the night and headed to bed.
All of this will be forgotten about by the time the morning comes.