Ct Fanfic

Quint · Nov 25, 2018

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I made a continuation.

"Okay, everyone sit down, and let's all eat," jpresent said.

Salted came in with the appetizers first; dinner rolls, some cheese and salted crackers, and some small salads. Then, the main course, A honey glazed ham with cloves, collard greens, and more salad. Everyone drank water, except for Selvut, who sought solace in his extreme tiredness through a bottle of orange juice.

"Hey! I thought we drank orange juice every night!" Toy finally said.

"We're low on orange juice, and water is good for you, suck it up," Grian said.

The dinner table was very loud and obnoxious, even with food before them, the CTs would not stop comparing quest ideas, item values, and builds. The mods had clumped together on one side of the table and were discussing a problematic ban appeal, though it wasn't really going anywhere, since half of them had bread sticking out of the corner of their mouths. jpresent and Adeerable were deep in conversation. XavierEXE and Selvut pulled out their phones and began to text pictures of the notes of a song they had been working on.

jpresent came over to Selvut and grabbed the phone from his hands.

"Hey!" Selvut exclaimed, and made a lazy attempt to grab his phone again.

"No phones at the dinner table. You can get this back after dinner, okay?" jpresent walked away. Xavier put his phone back into his pocket, and turned to another Item Team member to discuss the values on a mythic.

Soon, everything was eaten. Tantibus began to rap his knuckles repeatedly against the table. "Can we go now? Everyone's done eating!"

"Yeah, go ahead. You're all getting +1 karma," Salted said. With this, the Content Team immediately hurried up the stairs, and the door to their dorms opened, and shut quickly.

The moderators looked over at jpresent, who simply nodded. They all rushed up the stairs, as well.

Salted stretched his arms into the air, and began to yawn.

"Uhh, I'm full. Want to go watch TV?" Salted asked.

"Yeah."

The admins walked into the living room, where Jumla sat, on the couch. He had not moved from that spot in over 2 weeks.

"What's up?" Jumla said.

"Nothing, we're just gonna watch some TV," Grian said.

"Sweet. The Walking Dead is on in 10 minutes. Want to watch that?"

"Sure."

Upstairs, the GM's were hard at work. AscendedKitten was sitting on her bed, reading a quest another GM had made, writing critique in small words with a pen whenever she felt needed. Selvut decided that he could take another hour of whipping in exchange for some sleep, so he was out cold. Abiswas and XavierEXE were composing a song together. Headset began to scream as his motherboard began to overheat. Imaxelius was looking over the shoulder of another GM, pointing to the GM's monitor several times. The rest were either on the CT Server or playing hypixel.

The Builder Team was having... fun? Somehow. They were all building the Content Team Neighborhood in secret. Though they had powertooled sticks to teleport them to the Road to Dern area the second Grian came in to check on them. Nevertheless, the Content Team Neighborhood was going along smoothly.

The CMDs were.... the CMDs.

The Mod Team's room was in chaos. Constantly receiving complaints from players, having to teleport from server to server in order to ban hackers, and the ban appeals were coming in at alarming rates. But the real horrors had just begun. Ever so often. Oculism's darkness covered hand would drift forward, grab a Moderator by the neck, and drag them to the basement, whilst the other Moderators watched in horror, knowing from experience that the mod would come back scarred and insane, and that Oculism was coming for them as well.

The night had drawn on, a few daring CT Members were asleep, the others slowing in their work or reading over their work on their beds. The Moderators were still discussing ban appeals, and jumped at the sight of the kidnapped Stag2001 returning, his eyes dead and glassy. He staggered to his bed and collapsed, his sleep tainted by nightmares that made him relive the torturous experience of being in the basement.

In the morning, a few CT members rushed off to the bus to school. The others either were in college and had the day off, or just did not go to school at all. The work hours continued, only to be interrupted by breakfast and bathroom breaks.

TBC

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Reminiscently · Nov 25, 2018

This is where Wynncraft has come...
I like it

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Yay, make a part 3: lunch, or the snack machine (if you have one) getting jammed. I know it's not easy to make these. If you want, I could help
I'm good at detailed descriptions.

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