It was a dark and rainy night. Natbyte was going about his business. He was playing Pokemon Cards with his pets, when suddenly a horde of crazy natives appeared! Natbyte didn't know what to do! He froze, caught like a possum in headlights! He jumped onto a nearby enderman's shoulders and tried to run for all heck! One of the natives was a mage and cast a freezing spell on Natbyte. The ringleader the Tyrant Trader Mogul named Chovynz stood on the fences and yelled "Push him off a cliff!" The natives cheered and did the instructions. "Push him up the hill! The natives cheered again. "Push him over the edge!" And the natives did so, some frothing at the mouth in their excitement. Natbyte was conscience through it all, but couldn't move! The freezing spell called "Lag-o-dhoom Level 42" had caught him off guard. He rolled his (frozen) eyes at the mad horde and muttered (inside his frozen head), "Get on with it, yah Peons." This is the story of Natbyte, frozen while riding an enderman, killed by falling off a cliff, pushed by insane rabid MCS natives. And all he wanted to do was play tag with his pets.
Let us pray to the almighty gods of Minecraftia to stop the great Owner from smiting us with the power of the holy Hammer.
They enderman race sent an envoy to mourn the loss of one of their greats, both Natbyte and the summoned pet.
R.I.P Natbyte, We will never forget about the amazing job you have done to create a such an amazing server. You Shall be truly missed! :'( PS Mr Blaze did it!
So basically, chovy, you're taking the blame for the downfall of the king. Very wise, Tyrant Trader Mogul, very wise indeed ;P
