Minecraft Name (s): (Include any alts) Shalashask
Ban Reason: (State the reason listed when you try to log on) Griefing the Server
Individuals Involved: (Include anyone who was a witness, or directly involved in the situation) Me, the whole server.
Event Details: (Explain what happened and why you did what you did) It was the morning, and I was sitting on my computer with a cup of coffee. I had just finished doing two modreqs when I decided to make myself some breakfast. While making my porridge I heard a few scraping sounds and bangs from upstairs. At the time I shrugged this off as the builders next door so I resumed making my porridge and headed back to my computer.
Just as I was going to sit down I hear this massive bang from behind me and my window shatters. I turn around and see people dressed in black jump suits fast rope into my room. It was early so my reactions were slow, and I couldn’t think straight. I stumbled away from my desk as the intruders unclipped their fast ropes and pulled out pistols from their belts. The middle one raised the gun and fired it towards my neck.
I’m not sure how much time had passed, but I woke up tied up and disorientated in the corner of my room, a tranq dart sticking out of my neck. The masked intruders were all gathered around my computer arguing.
“No, we must target the Teutons first.” said the first in a working-class Lewisham accent.
“**** off let’s ruin the gay high elf city.” Said the second in a nasally Canadian voice.
And then the leader spoke in a strong Scottish voice.
“NO! WE MUSHT ATTAK COURLUND!”
I had heard rumours of the notorious mineman hacker DPM before, and his gang breaking into GMs houses to hijack GM accounts. Never had I thought they would target me. I knew I had to reach help before they griefed the entire server. I glanced up at my clock. 10 am. Harrison would have just finished his morning call to prayer. If I could skype from my phone I could get him to tell Tofuus to deactivate my account.
I tried to sleak away, but the bindings were too tight and I fell over flat on my face. The bang caught the attention of the hacker gang, and one of them fired another tranq dark at my back. This dart must have been stronger, because when I awoke it felt like a day had past. I was in a cold a wet room, with a large breeze creeping through the cracks in the walls.
I knew I had to escape, and began headbutting the wall until the cracks grew, and the bricks fell away. The sunlight burned my eyes as I stepped out into the Scottish highlands.
It has taken me two months to escape the Flay den and make it back to the West Country. Hopefully my account and GM pex can be returned to me promptly.
Why should you be unbanned?: (Why should we unban you?) It wasn’t my fault. I fell victim to the notorious hacker gang “The Flays.”
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