Hello everyone, i have a creepy pasta that of course, it's NOT real. I really have this story in my mind lately and want to shared it publicly. So i hope you all like this story that i create. Again this is a work of fiction and i am pretty sure that BadMC server doesn't exist.
Part 1: The beginning of an end.
It was at night. I was bored after all those work in the office. Good news that tomorrow is a holiday for me, but i have nowhere to go.
So i opened up my laptop, went to minecraft server list. I'm searching for a server in the 18+ section(don't ask) to find anarchy server.
I found one, it's called BadMC. It has no banner and no custom ip address. Just the normal ip address that has bunch of numbers and dots.
So i went in there for the curiosity and hoping it's a good anarchy server.
I joined in and the spawn is not bad at all.
I spawn on top of an active beacon with a diamond block surrounding it.
The spawn mainly uses red and black materials (like red and black carpet, red and black stained clay)
except for the beacon and diamond block.
I wander around, hoping to find someone.
I found someone, mining coals at a mountain.
He (which i know by his skin) is not really a "pro" in this server
He just wears an iron armor
He has a weird username, it's a bunch of numbers.
It's 48656c706d65.
I approach him, and we start a conversation.
<MyMcIGN> Hey what's up?
<48656c706d65> nothing nothing
<MyMcIGN> are u ok?
<48656c706d65> silent! i have no permission to speak
<MyMcIGN> buddy, chill. I'm just gonna help you gather some coal. I'm new.
<48656c706d65.> what are you doing in this place. are you insane!
<MyMcIGN> ???
<48656c706d65.> oh may he forgive, may he forgive you.
<MyMcIGN> i'll just go.
i left him. i don't what he meant by may he forgive me? who's 'he'?
i don't care, maybe he's just trolling. It's an anarchy server anyway.
So i went ahead and found another player called 70726f. Again it's weird.
He looks like a veteran of this server. He has diamond tools and armor.
Suddenly he just gave me 32 diamonds and an enchanting table.
I was surprised, now i can be the next 'pro'. I am rushing to a crafing table and started to create armor and weapons. When suddenly...
I'm banned! what!
I was very mad, but then i realized something.
The ban message, it's disturbing.
You are banned permanently from this server.
To unban yourself, please proceed the following item to this website: (Ip Adress):
-small cut of your hair
-your blood sample
-your name in a paper (with signature)
-your home address
I was freaked out by the requirement. Not only that, but it's 12:30 right now.
I closed my laptop and went to sleep.
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Hello everyone, i have a creepy pasta that of course, it's NOT real. I really have this story in my mind lately and want to shared it publicly. So i hope you all like this story that i create. Again this is a work of fiction and i am pretty sure that BadMC server doesn't exist.
Part 1: The beginning of an end.
It was at night. I was bored after all those work in the office. Good news that tomorrow is a holiday for me, but i have nowhere to go.
So i opened up my laptop, went to minecraft server list. I'm searching for a server in the 18+ section(don't ask) to find anarchy server.
I found one, it's called BadMC. It has no banner and no custom ip address. Just the normal ip address that has bunch of numbers and dots.
So i went in there for the curiosity and hoping it's a good anarchy server.
I joined in and the spawn is not bad at all.
I spawn on top of an active beacon with a diamond block surrounding it.
The spawn mainly uses red and black materials (like red and black carpet, red and black stained clay)
except for the beacon and diamond block.
I wander around, hoping to find someone.
I found someone, mining coals at a mountain.
He (which i know by his skin) is not really a "pro" in this server
He just wears an iron armor
He has a weird username, it's a bunch of numbers.
It's 48656c706d65.
I approach him, and we start a conversation.
i left him. i don't what he meant by may he forgive me? who's 'he'?
i don't care, maybe he's just trolling. It's an anarchy server anyway.
So i went ahead and found another player called 70726f. Again it's weird.
He looks like a veteran of this server. He has diamond tools and armor.
Suddenly he just gave me 32 diamonds and an enchanting table.
I was surprised, now i can be the next 'pro'. I am rushing to a crafing table and started to create armor and weapons. When suddenly...
I'm banned! what!
I was very mad, but then i realized something.
The ban message, it's disturbing.
I was freaked out by the requirement. Not only that, but it's 12:30 right now.
I closed my laptop and went to sleep.