User blog:EpsilonOmicron/y

There's something strange going on in the Town of Robloxia.

Today was a rather rough day. I had 2 tests that were worth a huge portion of my grade. So it wouldn't be a surprise that I was relieved when I arrived home. I walked out of the exit of the bus, headed to my front door, and went straight to my room and powered on my Windows 8. It wasn't a very fancy computer, I'd admit, but it did its job well enough. I opened up Google Chrome, clicked the search bar, and began typing: "www.roblox.com" and tapped 'enter'. I was met with the home screen, the colorful white and blue interface and directed my cursor towards the 'Games' section. Under the "Popular" section of the tab was several games that were not at all unordinary. Of course, Twisted Murderer was, of course, the first in the popular section, amassing over 4000 concurrent players. This was quite a rare sight, at the time. Of course, that's nothing compared to now, with games that have somehow even less quality getting over 100 times that amount daily. Looking at you, Brookhaven.

But I didn't decide to play Twisted Murderer. I clicked the game right by it. "Welcome to the Town of Robloxia". I mean, I was young, I was gullible. I wanted to roleplay, just like a lot of other kids at my age. So I loaded up the page, and clicked Play. I was met with ABSOLUTE DESTRUCTION. Holy SHIT. Exploiters, everywhere. I felt like I was the only player here who wasn't exploiting. But I wasn't. There was another player, named SuperPowerNice or something who was just screaming and shouting at the exploiters to stop. But they didn't. It only fueled them. It got to the point where nothing remained but a barren wasteland, with every building collapsed. This scared the ever living SHIT out of me.

Of course, my journey didn't end there. The exploiters remained, flying around at tremendous speed like house flies when they sense something that smells the equivalent to that of a rotting corpse. Literally.

Not done, yet lol