ranboo if you're reading this... close the wattpad tab it's not worth it
The slight drop that occurred whenever you spawned in a new game jostled the nearly unnaturally tall man. He moved back, picking up some iron before going forward and handing it over to a villager, who in return gave him a stone sword. It was heavy, though his repeated practice with similar weapons made it rather easy for him to hold it comfortably in his right hand, dull red armor fitting in with his teammates.
The crown that seemed a little too big for his head almost fell as he pressured one of his teammates to build faster, the person luckily not falling as Ranboo shoved past them and jumped the small gap, seeing that one of the other teams had built to the center and debated going to destroy their bed and get it over with, before one of the members on the blue team added wood around the bed, and Ranboo realized he'd need to have an axe to do that effectively.
Picking up some emeralds from the generator closer to the ground, he began running back to his base, only to be stopped by someone trying to knock him off the edge. Ranboo's health got dangerously low, though he was able to get a final hit on his attacker before they were able to defeat him. It wouldn't have been necessarily bad, though it could've been annoying to have to get the rest of his items back.
Watching as a few of his teammates began making sure the bed was protected, Ranboo ran back towards the scarlet base, listening for the distinct sound of arrows flying through the air at him or a fire charge being thrown. People began talking about what color each subject was in the party chat as he reached the base, confusing an already confused man more.
Footsteps moved his attention away from whatever chat was talking about, readying his sword before slashing at the figure in yellow until they fell off the world. Ranboo gave a relieved sigh, moving back and talking to one of the villagers and they gave him a diamond sword in return for 3 of the emeralds he picked up.
A small notification came up, telling him that one of the other people on his people purchased sharpness for the team, watching the sword in his light up in the familiar purple/blue color. Confidence blazed behind heterochromatic eyes, watching as a fireball began quickly approaching his base. Knocking it back at whoever sent it, in the general direction of the green base.
"Oh no you don't." As he noticed yellow and blue distract each other with fights, the near-deafening noise coming up whenever a bed was broken booming throughout the arena twice. One by one, yellow and blue picked each other off, ending with someone from Ranboo's team killing the last member who was on blue.
As the party chat filled with light-hearted insults due to the fact that half the players didn't need to focus on surviving anymore, the countdown for all beds being destroyed came up. It read 30 seconds, convincing Ranboo to only get what he needed from the center before running back to his base, the blocks protecting the bed becoming useless as the notification came up that beds had been destroyed, and no one would respawn.
Talking to the villager one last time, the tall boy's iron armor switched out for diamond, all of the emeralds he had were traded for it. The notice that one of the members of green team had fallen into the void took some weight off his shoulders, meaning that as long as his team was careful, they outnumbered the others.
The sound of footsteps against wool alerted Ranboo to look up, though there was no person there to produce them.
Invisibility potion. As he came to this realization, he readied the sword in his hand, feeling a quick hit against his side he spun around, hitting the player who became visible as he did, though whether it was Ranboo hitting them or just the potions short-term effects will remain unknown. With a few critical hits, the player was down, giving the notice that green team only had one person left, meaning that someone on his team must've killed the other one.
Unfortunately, as he noticed the other team was down all but one of their members, Ranboo noticed that he was the last one remaining on his team as well. He decided he could take one person on, running towards the green base, where he spotted the gametag of [y/n].
Jumping over some wool, he was able to see that the other player only had iron armor and an iron sword, though there was a fire charge in their hand, so he made sure to be ready to hit it back if necessary. It seemed as if they had been afk, or just biding time until Ranboo was closer.
As his feet hit the stone, signifying that he had made it across the bridge safely, he watched panic rise in the eyes of the person just a few meters away from him, bringing their sword out and holding it at the ready. They were fast, but Ranboo was faster.
A few hits managed to get [y/n] closer to the edge of the base, the vast, empty air, and then inevitable void spelling out their doom. Ranboo had taken a few blows, though not nearly enough to worry him of dying.
With one final blow, the only other person left in the arena fell, wind tugging against their person as they fell. The last thing they'd ever see was the cocky grin of Ranboo, before he went out of sight, and the notice that red team had won the round of bedwars popped up, with people flooding 'gg's and praise for the streamer in the party chat.
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ranboo killed you are you happy now? is this what you wanted? is this what your life is now?
*this story is a joke and not to be taken seriously.
