I made a whole thing for this lol, ill tell you the part to use after, just wanted it to make sense
I think this poofed my writers block away
Saps: Parrot, just give it up already! Half your army is made of old players! You're an old player! Join us, and you will live!
Parrot: Saps, is this really necessary? You’re singlehandedly going to destroy the server! You destroyed all the food farms. All the cities. I don't want to fight you, I don't! We can just stop! Make this server a better place! I just need time!
Saps: Why are you trying to save people who don't belong here! They're weak! They have nothing to give and yet here we are! Look at the people beside you, Parrot. Leaf! Cindy! Ozymadais! Ruby! They're all new players! And look at the others! Lilith! Introvert! Silver! Yvette! Azalea! Aurelia! Axel! They all support this! Why! They must have also lost friends to the starvation! And to the bandits! And to the plethora of other issues that ail this server! Don't you remember when we could all live? When we didn't starve to death? When we didn't wake up, wondering if we would make it to the next day? Surely you don't just forget that!
Parrot: You ask why I do this? I do this because once upon a time, we were those players. Remember when you first logged on? When you had nothing? Remember the hopelessness of the first days? But also, do you remember the wonder that filled you? The feeling of absolute freedom? Being able to explore, to build? To live? That's the issue with this server. You will build something to watch it burn. But the thing is? After you lose everything, you come out of it better. Stronger. Braver. My losses do not define me, they form me. They take every lost hope, every broken dream, and use that as fuel to make me a better person.
