THE HUNT OF MCDEVITT

JOSEPH HUNTER MCDEVITT
Joseph H. Mcdevitt has been the organizer and mastermind behind many
RSPS scams. Little did lil Mcdevitt know that he messed with the wrong
RSPS. The hunter Mcdevitt is now being hunted.
The run
THE SERVER IN QUESTION
For security reason the server in question shall not be named by its legal name and will be named “the
server” inside this document.
The server has been released for 6 months now and player count wasn’t looking all that amazing. The
management needed a different strategy and purchased YouTube advertisement. This looked like a solid
strategy, but ended up in a misery.
Here comes our hunter “Que” aka Mr. Joseph H. McDevitt. Mr. Hunter is a special kind he is the kind that
would sell his mum for a piece of gum. As always with these special types they are out on money. So
what did Mr. Hunter do you may ask.
Well.. Mr. Hunter has sold dreams towards our representative. Dreams that really looked way too good to
be true, but we all agreed to go forward with it. Sometimes dream do come thru.
Mr. Hunter was going to get us in contact with a streamer. The big boss of the RSPS scene. This felt
amazing our pathways were open again we could see the light as the end of the darkest tunnel. It was
like being in a field full of flowers and sunshine. I can feel the aroma the taste of happiness and hard
work paying off.
But than the lights went dark. Mr. Hunter was acting weird about our little agreement. All the negative
thoughts rushed thru our brains. What if he scammed us? What if we don’t get out money back! NO! We
will get thru this.
Mr. Hunter has given us information about the streamer, but with this information came a whole lot of
questions. The streamer in question DID NOT want to talk with us nor join the Discord channel. All the
commination had to go thru our Mr. Hunter.
This is the moment where like a gazelle running from a lion, mother earth finds its destiny and that
destiny is that the Hunter has hooked into its prey.
Days went past and our hunter slowly went radio silent until the day. The day of revelation was on its
way the big stream, the moment our server would skyrocket!
The dying gazelle
THE DAY OF REVELATION
The time eight thirty AM. It’s a calm Saturday morning, everyone got up and ready to start working on
our final stretch to the finish mark. We have a day left before the stream, we ask for final confirmations
from our Hunter, but all we got was radio silence. Our hearts beat faster by the minute, the shear panic
of being scammed got us going crazy as if we were being hunted. Little did we know we were already
dead.
The time is six thirty AM. We all wake up with a headache and a panic. Is this how it feels to be death?
We start our normal day not knowing how it will end. Days after days we follow the same path, every
human on this planet follows its own path and ends it in his grave. We were no exception it has been 24
hours and no word of Mr. Hunter, it is not looking good.
Some of us still have hope that it will all be alright and we will be having the stream today, but hope is
our last resort before death finds it way and destroys it.
The time is six PM. We have little no blood left, as we are laying in our deathbeds we are thinking. Why
us? Why did we have to be the ones hunted? Life is not a fair game that’s what we all agreed on. The
hunter has eaten and has now officially left its territory. He left us alive bleeding, but not dead. This is
where the hunter becomes the HUNTED.
The venom within
REVENGE
Bleeding on the ground here we are, every breath we take could be our last. The negative thoughts build
up in our minds as we slowly die.
But .... Someone finish this LOL