GEOFFS POV
minecraft
geoff has created a chat
geoff has invited [insert campers here]
geoff: it's officially saturday bros, get your headsets and setups ready and we're gonna play some mincecraft🤠
geoff: MINECRAFT** FUCK
the surfer placed his phone down with a chuckle, hearing a few chimes as his fellow campers had shot out their responses. fortunately, the majority of the cast had managed to get their hands on a console and download quite possibly the most iconic game in existence, minecraft.
usually, dj, duncan, and he would just play in their main server as a trio. they were quite far along in the game, having a massive castle and farms, both which dj had built, and also having defeated the ender dragon. now, they mainly just fooled around and laughed at geoff's magnetism to giant pits of lava.
all members of the groupchat were going to play. exceptions to tyler, for his phobia of chickens, lindsay, for her heavy questioning in how they were supposed to play the game, and leshawna, eva and izzy because they didnt have the game, or anything to play it on.
geoff had started up the server, his character spawning on the brink between a forest and a grassland. an ideal placing. he had texted out the server details to the minecraft groupchat, set his phone down once more, and stared at the screen in anticipation for his friends to arrive.
hell yeah! this would be so fun!
"yo, geoff!" dj's voice had chimed up, geoffs screen flashing a notification that his friends, under the username "animal_lover" had joined the server.
"deej!" the surfer had cheered, offering a friendly ingame punch towards his friend. dj just laughed, not retaliating, and instead hopping over to the nearest tree to begin harvesting wood.
a few others had joined in after, those being cody, trent, justin, and harold. apparently they were all hanging out at codys house as of currently, the four of them splitting up to get resources while trent had looked around for a clear spot to put the future house.
more and more of his friends had joined the server, and certain rules had been made in order to prevent everyones eardrums from bleeding. minimal screaming. if you have nothing to say, mute yourself, and if you start breathing heavily or you have background noise, you're getting permanently muted. a few campers had chosen to type in the chat instead of talking.
cody: i got wood!
duncan: i have a feeling noah has heard that sentence before
sierra: HE BETTER NOT HAVE
geoff let out a snicker, which had only burst out into a laugh as "duncan was slain by sierra" had flashed up onto the screen, hearing the faint twinkling as sierra had gathered his xp. the two had continued fighting, notifications of their deaths popping up every minute or so as they recklessly fought for revenge.
bridgette: can someone explore with me? i wanna find a dolphin :)
dj: ill go with you bridge!
trent: ill be on house duty then
heather: mansion duty, more like. if im gonna live with you freaks it better be in a place that's giant
harold: all in favor of forcing heather in a dirt house say aye
noah: aye.
bridgette: aye
leshawna: aye
gwen: aye
alejandro: aye
heather: you are all so rude
leshawna: we're the rude ones?
