Crescendo

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[Colonel Sloan]: Life was not always like this.
[Colonel Sloan]: Once upon a time, the server was a place of peace, and prosperity.
[Colonel Sloan]: The place of progress and development. Users thrived, oftentimes looking to the higher-ups who regaled them with stories of a defense grid and organization. A massive empire that would keep the server safe. People laughed them off, but over time, as the admins began to leave, strange stuff started happening. Stuff that cannot be explained away.
[Colonel Sloan]: A creepy as the bowl of pasta I left on my counter for three weeks.
[Colonel Sloan]: And let me tell you that was-
[Bella1963]: They want to hear the story Toasters.
[Colonel Sloan]: What?
[Bella1963]: The viewers. They want to hear the story.
[Colonel Sloan]: I was getting there. They have to wait.
[MinecraftPastaWriter]: Hey, what you guys talking about?
[Colonel Sloan]: What the-
[Bella1963]: Fudge! Remember, Itty and Pop don't want you swearing as much.
[Colonel Sloan]: That was a while ago.
[Bella1963]: Still applies.
[Colonel Sloasters]: Anyways...
[Col watch Stoasters]: As I was saying...
[Who watch toasters]: Before I was interrupted...
[WhoWatchesTheToasters]: By these heathens.
[MinecraftPastaWriter]: Someone explain what's happening.
[Bella1963]: Toaster is speaking to the audience.
[MinecraftPastaWriter]: Audience? looking the wrong way Hi audience!
[WhoWatchesTheToasters]: Heathen.
[Bella1963]: You still haven't gotten to the story.
[WhoWatchesTheToasters]: sigh It all began about 3 years ago...
 Henriot5 joined the server. Welcome!
[Henriot5]: Wow!
|OWNER| [SCP-Deadlock]: Hello and welcome to my magical world of enchantment and-
|BUERACRAT| [TheMysteriousHood]: Pain and drama.
|OWNER| [SCP-Deadlock]: Hood!
|BUERACRAT| [TheMysteriousHood]: Come on Deadlock, you've seen what sort of chaos is going on. The Chas War is in full swing. We've been losing ground, this kid is perfect to be coscripted.
[Henriot5]: Uh. Hi?
|ADMIN| [H950sm]: Hey kid. Ignore those two. Hood's on edge thanks to this whole, you know, major war.
[Henriot5]: What's going on?
|ADMIN| [H950sm]: Well, a mod named Chas got in a fight with an admin named Green. The two took to war in the streets of one of our towns. Now, people are forming sides. Friends are tearing each other apart. Hood is with Green. Deadlock is neutral.
[Henriot5]: Jeez, what have I walked in on.
|ADMIN| [H950sm]: Come on kid. I'll show you around the spawn.
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|OWNER| [SCP-Deadlock]: Hood, for the last time! You are not conscripting people into your pointless war!
|BUERACRAT| [TheMysteriousHood]: Do I need to tell you what's at stake. You know what Chas has threatened to do.
|OWNER| [SCP-Deadlock]: Empty threats. He'd need the keys, and he can't get those. No staff is on his side.
|BUERACRAT| [TheMysteriousHood]: Fine. But, if he goes to far, I'm doing it. Whether you like it or not.
|OWNER| [SCP-Deadlock]: I know.
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|ADMIN| [H950sm]: Cool isn't it?
[Henriot5]: Yeah! Real cool!
|BUERACRAT| [Prism55Writes]: Artopias! Get your Artopias books! Signed by the mann himself! Only 5 emeralds!
[Henriot5]: What's Artopias?
|ADMIN| [H950sm]: Hold up. You've never heard of Artopias?
[Henriot5]: Nope.
|ADMIN| [H950sm]: Never?
[Henriot5]: Never.
|ADMIN| [H950sm]: Ever?
[Henriot5]: Ever.
|ADMIN| [H950sm]: Prism! Get me a copy!
|BUERACRAT| [Prism55Writes]: Hash, for the love of Notch, you've bought like 20 copies. Give someone else a chance.
|ADMIN| [H950sm]: It's for the kid. He's never heard of it.
|BUERACRAT| [Prism55Writes]: Sure. Next you're gonna tell me he hasn't heard of Batwing4.
[Henriot5]: Batwing what?
|BUERACRAT| [Prism55Writes]: le gasp
|ADMIN| [H950sm]: Kid. My god. Where have you been your whole life? Under a rock?
|BUERACRAT| [Prism55Writes]: Hold on. What stories have you heard? I mean seriously. Who do you know?
[Henriot5]: Herobrine, Entity 303, I watched a YouTube video about Blue Steve once.
|BUERACRAT| [Prism55Writes]: Come on with me. I'll let you read some real stories.
|ADMIN| [H950sm]: Come on kid, let's read some real stuff. Let us show you what this server really can offer.
[Henriot5]: I guess a few minutes couldn't hurt.
|ADMIN| [H950M]: That's the spirit!
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|MODERATOR| [WhoWatchesTheToasters]: sigh Seriously guys. Please stop fighting for one minute.
|PUBLIC ENEMY| [EnderChas]: Not until he takes back his insults against me!
|ADMIN| [GREEN0704]: Not until this little bastard agrees to stop vandalizing the server!
|MODERATOR| [WhoWatchesTheToasters]: Namecalling gets us no where. All it creates is anger, and that's precisely what we don't want.
|PUBLIC ENEMY| [EnderChas]: Hypocrite!
|ADMIN| [GREEN0704]: Bastard!
|PUBLIC ENEMY| [EnderChas]: Thief!
|ADMIN| [GREEN0704]: Criminal!
|MODERATOR| [WhoWatchesTheToasters]: exhale Please shut up.
Green and Chas draw swords.
|MODERATOR| [WhoWatchesTheToasters]: Hey, can we please avoid the violence! The entire point of this meeting was to-
Green leaps at Chas and slashs with his diamond sword. Chas tosses an ender pearl and teleports on top of one of the bulidings in the town
|MODERATOR| [WhoWatchesTheToasters]: Aaand they're fighting. Marvelous.
Chas's armor appears, made of end stone. Green's armor of enchanted diamond appears as well.
|BUREACRAT| [TheMysteriousHood]: EnderChas. Stand down.
Hood hovers down in a strange looking suit of stone with tubes of lava attached.
|MODERATOR| [WhoWatchesTheToasters]: Hood! This is my territory, why are you trespassing?
|BUREAUCRAT| [TheMysteriousHood]: I'm bringing a known server criminal to justice.
|MODERATOR| [WhoWatchesTheToasters]: You have no right! This is a peace agreement! We are all here to find a peaceful resolution to this situation.
The portal at Toaster's town center activates and a figure steps out
|OWNER| [SCP-Deadlock]: Toasters is right. This is not your jurisdiction. You may serve the server, but Toasters rules this peaceful land.
Green produces his bow and fires three arrows at Chas, who ender pearls right on top the portal. The arrows fall harmlessly on the roof. Hood fires a blast of fire from his suit of armor, which ignites a building. Chas makes a move for the portal only for another person to teleport in front of him. Deadlock and Toasters rush to try and stop the building from burning down.
|PUBLIC ENEMY| [EnderChas]: Who in the world?
[An Enderman]: People keep calling me you. I really hate it.
Enderman kicks Chas is the side, sending him sideways. Green runs over and gets his sword back out. Hood lands and his helmet retracts into his armor.
|BUREAUCRAT| [TheMysteriousHood]: Any last words before I see how much damage this armor I had the gang work up can do to your head?
|PUBLIC ENEMY| [EnderChas]: cough Yeah. cough You forgot cough I have friends too.
Tangyhyperspace and CannibalCarrot leap out from the portal. Carrot tackles Hood, while Tangy throws a bucket of water at Enderman. While Green is stunned, Chas kicks out his legs. With Enderman out of the action, Carrot and Tangy both team up to fight Hood and his power armor.
|PUBLIC ENEMY| [Tangyhyperspace]: DIE!
Tangy slashes one of the tubes of lava, spraying the fiery liquid everywhere. Without the power from the lava, Hood's suit opens up and he rolls out, producing a bow.
|PUBLIC ENEMY| [EnderChas]: You underestimate my power Green. This server will burn, and it will be all your fault.
|ADMIN| [GREEN0704]: I'm not the one pulling the trigger.
Hood shoot Carrot in the leg with an arrow, piercing his armor. Tangy responds by stabbing Hood with an iron sword. Green and Chas duel their way to the center of Toasters's town, swords clashing. Green's enchanted diamond blade slamming into Chas's endstone one. Tangy tears the sword from Hood's stomach, and the bueracrat falls to the ground clenching his stomach. Carrot limps over, taking something from Hood and nods to Tangy.
|PUBLIC ENEMY| [Tangyhyperspace]: Chas! We got it! Let's go.
Chas ender pearls over to the portal and activates it. The trio runs through and the portal dissipates.
|ADMIN| [GREEN0704]: Damnit!
|MODERATOR| [WhoWatchesTheToasters]: Hood's down. Green, activate the portal for main spawn. We have to get him to Bella. Deadlock and I are still trying to put out this fire.
Green jogs over and pushes the button for Spawn. The portal activates. He goes to grab Hood.
|BUERAUCRAT| [TheMysteriousHood]: Green...
|ADMIN| [GREEN0704]: What?
|BUERAUCRAT| [TheMysteriousHood]: Tell Deadlock, cough, that Chas took my key.
|ADMIN| [GREEN0704]: I will, now, we have to get you back to Spawn. Bella will patch you up. I'll get your power armor to you.
|BUERAUCRAT| [TheMysteriousHood]: cough
Green picks up Hood and runs through the portal.
|OWNER| [SCP-Deadlock]: So much for a peaceful option.
|MODERATOR| [WhoWatchesTheToasters]: They really tore apart Geneva. sigh I thought I could do something. Guess I was wrong.
|OWNER| [SCP-Deadlock]: We've all made mistakes. I just hope that it hasn't cost us too much. Now, I have a hard choice to make.
|MODERATOR| [WhoWatchesTheToasters]: Not that it means much, but, I know the server will back you, no matter the choice you make. I'll be here in Geneva, relaxing.
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|ADMIN| [H950sm]: See? I told you they'd be great!
|BUREAUCRAT| [Prism55Writes]: Hash, you've been in my shop for 7 hours showing the poor kid everything.
[Henriot5]: Wow! This stuff is really cool! Can I meet the author?
|ADMIN| [H950sm]: Well, yes and no.
[Henriot5]: What does that mean?
|BUERAUCRAT| [Prism55Writes]: Well, uh, the author of Artopias, you know [REDACTED], doesn't like visitors. He spends most of his days in his house not doing much. You can however go talk to Green, their universes are the same and I think they are making a cross-over.
|ADMIN| [H950sm]: Not sure where he is these days though.
The door opens and Green walks in.
|ADMIN| [H950sm]: Oh, hey Green, we were just-
|ADMIN| [GREEN0704]: Meeting room, now.
|ADMIN| [H950sm]: What?
|ADMIN| [GREEN0704]: Deadlock has called a meeting. About Chas.
|BUERAUCRAT| [Prism55Writes]: Oh god.
[Henriot5]: What's happening?
|ADMIN| [H950sm]: Don't worry kid. Nothing's wrong. Why don't you go and meet some other people. Prism and I have to deal with some server business.
[Henriot5]: Okay. See you soon I guess.
|ADMIN| [H950sm]: See you soon kid.
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|OWNER| [SCP-Deadlock]: We know why we are here.
silence
|OWNER| [SCP-Deadlock]: As you know, each one of the bureaucrats possesses a key to the Defense Grid. Myself, Hood, Prism, Master, and [Redacted]. One needs three keys to shut off the grid. Chas has stolen Hood's key.
collective gasp
|MODERATOR| [WhoWatchesTheToasters]: Deadlock and I have talked about it, and we're moving the Defense Grid release to Geneva, as it is most secure, and if there was a breach, it would threaten the least number of people.
|BUERAUCRAT| [Themaster402]: I agree with the proposal, and I know much of my town does as well. The main Spawn is no place for the gateway to 01001000 01100101 01101100 01101100.
|BUREAUCRAT| [Prism55Writes]: I also agree. We don't want the main portion of the server destroyed thanks to a breach. We have innocents down there.
|OWNER| [SCP-Deadlock]: Then it is decided. We move the entire facility.
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[Henriot5]: Wow. This is some cool stuff.
[PurpleTheUnicorn]: Tell me about it. Look at this place!
[Henriot5]: I was referring to my book.
[PurpleTheUnicorn]: You're one of them.
[Henriot5]: What's that supposed to mean?
[PurpleTheUnicorn]: You know. Reading those stories. You don't believe them, do you?
[Henriot5]: Of course I do! These are amazing! The trials of Green against Batwing. These are true epics.
[PurpleTheUnicorn]: snort You probably hang around with Hash.
|ADMIN| [H950sm]: Indeed he does. Now, tell me, what were you implying by that snide remark?
[Henriot5]: Hi Hash.
|ADMIN| [H950sm]: Hey kid.
[PurpleTheUnicorn]: Nothing, sir.
Purple scurries away
[Henriot5]: Done with the meeting?
|ADMIN| [H950sm]: Yes. A short one. Now, do you want to meet Green?
[Henriot5]: DO I EVER!
|MODERATOR| [WhoWatchesTheToasters]: chuckles Don't fanboy too hard.
[Henriot5]: Who are you?
|MODERATOR| [WhoWatchesTheToasters]: I'm a seemingly irrelevant character that will help you later.
[Henriot5]: ...
[Henriot5]: What?
|BUERACRAT| [H950sm]: He's weird and confusing. Just, let it be.
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Door opens
|ADMIN| [H950sm]: Green?
|ADMIN| [?????]: Green is gone.
[Henriot5]: What? Batwing's author is gone?
|ADMIN| [?????]: What? No. Not literally. I'm just different.
[Henriot5]: Okay, I thought you killed him.
|ADMIN| [MasterFrown0704]: No, I have simply become more. Green has become MasterFrown! Now, Chas cannot stop me, for I am more powerful than ever! What can I do for you?
[Henriot5]: IwantedtoaskyouaboutBatwing4andArtopiasandallthecoolthingsyoudidwithalltheotherpeopleandauthorsandIandIandI-
|ADMIN| [H950sm]: Kid likes your work.
|ADMIN| [MasterFrown0704]: Oh. Well, why don't we chat about it then?
Hash smiles and walks out the door leaving the two to chat about something they both like.
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|PUBLIC ENEMY| [EnderChas]: No one is ever at the shop this time of night. We get in, get the key, get out. Simple as that.
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Prism relaxes alone in his shop. The night is peaceful as usual, and the entire server, especially the hub, is tranquil. The trouble in Geneva disturbs him, as does the news that Chas had gained control of a distant realm of the server called Fictisia. Nonetheless, he'd still have his business, and it had priorities.
WIP
Category:Creepypasta
Category:WhoWatchesTheToasters