User blog:Addfire/Auspitism

When Minecraft came to, he was strapped to a chair. That... Seemed unusual. There were vines binding him to said chair. That was also a new experience for him. The chair he was on, one of those trashy plastic folding chairs, was placed firmly on a pedestal that was miles above the ground. Minecraft didnt like that.

He blew some hair out of his eyes to look at the others trapped there. Each pedestal, rising out of the darkness, topped with a person strapped to a chair formed a perfect circle around a large, circular, slab of rock. There were three things on the rock. A throne, with Potatokuma. The vicious vegetable was lounging on a throne, with a judge's wig. Eclipsa was asleep in front of him. And a blackboard behind him had the words,

"Trial By Peers"

Written on it. Minecraft chose to believe that it was written in red dye 40.

Most of the other victims were still asleep. Awake were Zed, Spicy, and Shadow. Minecraft shuddered to think what would happen when Venera woke up. But it was best he stayed in the present. Looking into the future only led to suffering.

Uli looked at the assembled librarians. After his call to arms, most people wanted to help out. Sondz was there, clutching a vodka bottle, in his customary yellow hoodie. Randomclannerz was there, surprisingly, but Uli remembered that she and Minecraft had a thing. FirePyre was there, throwing wayward glances at Rocket. Chengsa was there, a Barret 50 cal clutched in her hand. HAWAIIAN had appeared, katana safely in sheath. URN and FireTiger had opted out, but even three different anons wanted to help save the town. Mattbab, with cleaver in hand, Jim Holden, Glock at the ready... Everyone was there.

"Alright! So, you all were there when 205.63.788.12 screwed us all over." Uli gestured to a body that had been so horribly mangled it looked like it had gone through a trash compactor.

"Although some of you... Made sure it wouldn't do so again... Potatokuma is still on the loose, and some of our friends and fellow townsfolk are in there. We need all the help we can get. And I won't sugarcoat it: some of you might even die! But we are going to save our town if it's the end of us!"

A deafening roar crashed out of the bar, sweeping through the town.