BloodyOrphan

The Ongoing Tales

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BloodyOrphan

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First Few Nights

BloodyOrphan joined the server on August 14, 2025, spawning into the perilous gloom of a night cycle. Mobs prowled the darkness, their glowing eyes circling him. Knowing the risks, he stood his ground, clutching his fists until the first rays of dawn pierced the horizon. Over the next few days, he wandered from spawn, uncertain of his place in this vast world. Hunger gnawed as he trekked onward, until he stumbled upon a patch of carrots cultivated by The_Hive_Organisation, a legendary group revered on the server. Grateful, he harvested a few, carefully replanting to preserve the crop, and kept a single carrot as a memento of their generosity. Signs around the patch expressed the group’s goodwill, revealing a server tradition of gratitude. Inspired, BloodyOrphan added his own sign, pledging to honor this custom.

As he ventured further, ruins of shelters built for new players dotted the landscape, testaments to the server’s communal spirit. While cooking freshly caught fish over a crackling campfire, BloodyOrphan experienced a moment of server legend: a bee, buzzing softly, seemed to whisper wisdom. “Those who take from the community must give back,” it urged, “and great things will follow.” Stirred by the bee’s counsel and The_Hive_Organisation’s example, BloodyOrphan resolved to aid others, forging his path as a contributor to the server’s legacy.

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Rise to Netherite

To help others, BloodyOrphan first needed to secure his own foundation. After days and nights of tireless exploration, he discovered a desolate village, home to only two surviving nitwits. Through patient negotiations, he convinced them to summon their kin, and soon a bustling underground trading hall took shape. There, BloodyOrphan bartered sticks for diamond gear, tools, and enchantments, amassing the resources to thrive. His next goal was to forge netherite, the pinnacle of power. The Nether awaited—a scarred, treacherous realm ravaged by past explorers. Undeterred, he scoured its depths and unearthed the elusive ancient debris needed for netherite.

Yet, a hurdle remained: BloodyOrphan had never crafted netherite before and was unaware of the need for a smithing template to upgrade his gear. Days of fruitless searching followed, until he realized his only option was to seek aid from another player. Monitoring the server chat, he noticed natonite_, a player whose friendly demeanor stood out, though their status on the server remained a mystery. After arranging a trade for a netherite upgrade template, BloodyOrphan journeyed back toward spawn, completing the exchange at a discreet drop-off point. With the template in hand, he returned to his base, ready to complete his ascent to netherite-clad glory.

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Newbie Base and The Origin of Bloody Good Honey

Fully equipped with netherite, BloodyOrphan turned his focus to aiding new players, reaching out to those struggling to find their footing. His generosity quickly caught the attention of the server’s veterans, including a player named Not_A_Griefer, who asked him if wanted supplies for the Newbie base. Despite the suspicious name and warnings from half the server’s chat to steer clear, BloodyOrphan believed trust was a risk worth taking. His faith was rewarded when Not_A_Griefer provided a shulker box brimming with totems of undying, a lifeline for newcomers visiting the base.

Seeking a way to express gratitude but lacking valuable items, BloodyOrphan turned to his enigmatic guide, the bee. In a moment of inspiration, the bee revealed the art of purifying honey into a rare gift: Bloody Good Honey, a symbol of trust and goodwill. The first bottle, bestowed by the bee itself, went to BloodyOrphan; the second he gifted to Not_A_Griefer for their generosity. Over time, he refined the crafting process, perfecting the honey’s clarity and potency.

Around this time, natonite_ visited the Newbie base for a trade, offering netherwart and blaze rods in exchange for BloodyOrphan’s book, Born In Crimson CH1 PT1. The deal enabled the placement of an ender chest for communal use. BloodyOrphan crafted a bottle of Bloody Good Honey for natonite_, though it remains undelivered at the time of this chronicle. From that day forward, BloodyOrphan vowed to share these bottles with players who proved trustworthy, favoring kindness over malice.

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  Tsuginami using and upgrading the base
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  MintWinds using the base
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  arivlss using the base

Logged visitors, contributors, and beneficiaries of the Newbie Base include:

• natonite_ (Visitor)
• LeafifiedComment (Beneficiary)
• Not_A_Griefer (Visitor and Donator)
• okorphan (Beneficiary)
• Tsuginami (Beneficiary and Contributor)
• MintWinds (Beneficiary)
• Fohila (Visitor)
• Razor (Beneficiary)
• arivlss (Beneficiary)

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The Next Steps and the death of SquirrelMC

With the Newbie base established as a haven for new players, BloodyOrphan turned his focus to carving out a personal sanctuary. Distance was paramount—seclusion meant safety. After taming his first horse, he ventured to the Nether roof, traveling over an hour to ensure his new base would remain hidden. Guided by the gentle hum of bees, he returned to the Overworld and found a secluded spot, a sanctuary of solitude and security. Yet, beyond its borders, danger loomed. SquirrelMC, a seasoned legacy player, met a tragic end while soaring with a trident, possibly due to server-side lag. Determined to uncover the truth, BloodyOrphan reached out to SquirrelMC via Discord. Together, they scoured SquirrelMC’s latest.log file, finding evidence that the server had overwhelmed SquirrelMC’s client with packets, causing a fatal crash. Despite their appeal, the server admins upheld the death as final.

SquirrelMC’s team claimed his head and held a private funeral, but a peculiar relic remained: his final word, “dirt,” and at his death coordinates -2041, 11, -5107—a single dirt block in a birch hills biome. Seizing the chance to honor the fallen player, BloodyOrphan left his sanctuary and embarked on a perilous journey back toward the spawn region to retrieve this humble relic. In tribute to SquirrelMC, he constructed a squirrel monument on a remote island, enshrining the dirt block as a lasting memorial for generations to come.

Video of this part of history in tribute to SquirrelMC

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New Friends and Returning to Spawn

While fortifying his Sanctuary, BloodyOrphan noticed a pattern in the server’s chaos: when a murderer struck, Arklovia, a relentless avenger, hunted them down, delivering justice for the fallen. Though his methods were cunning and unorthodox, BloodyOrphan admired the results, believing the end justified the means. Over the following days, the two forged a friendship, their bond rooted in shared ideals. Eager to meet in person, they journeyed to spawn, a vibrant hub of activity. At coordinates 1k 1k, Arklovia introduced BloodyOrphan to the LC News Newsletter Station, gifting him his first copy of the server’s chronicle. In return, BloodyOrphan presented Arklovia with a bottle of Bloody Good Honey, a token to guide and inspire him in his quest to purge the server of killers.

Their adventure continued to Canes, where they met Hippieflip420 and savored succulent lava chicken. Next, they visited Lea’s village, greeted by MissLea and her loyal army of dogs. The group culminated their journey at Hippieflip420’s towering bong, where they joined Jeighcke to revel in the server’s finer pleasures. The day overflowed with camaraderie—exchanging gifts, signed books, and signposts etched with memories. This trip marked a turning point for BloodyOrphan. No longer a mere observer of server chat, he was now forging lasting friendships, stepping boldly from the solitude of his Sanctuary into the heart of the community.

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Hardcore Death Bingo, Round One

While shaping his Sanctuary, BloodyOrphan witnessed a bizarre tragedy: a new player, n0rthst4r_, plummeted from a ladder and died just 9 minutes and 30 seconds after joining the server. “Didn’t have that on my bingo card,” he mused, struck by the sheer oddity of the death. In that moment, inspiration sparked. He would host the server’s first Hardcore Death Bingo, a grim twist on the classic game. Each player received a bingo card listing the server’s myriad causes of death—falls, mobs, or misadventure. When a player died, participants checked their cards, racing to mark matches.

The inaugural round drew eight eager competitors: Spalmipede, Sale/franguito, TheCosmicalKing, Miss_Lea, Galxy_Kitten, fohila, ezbon, and Arklovia. Over four chaotic days, 63 players perished across the server, their deaths fueling the game’s frenzy. Bingo players, caught in the thrill, pleaded in chat for creative demises, some even nudging admins to orchestrate kills for their cards. As friends fell, participants darted to Discord, pinging deaths to claim their marks. In the end, ezbon clinched victory, earning the coveted Diamond Rank on the server. BloodyOrphan’s Hardcore Death Bingo had not only ignited a wild spectacle but also drawn the community closer together.

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Bloody Good Honey Bottles (Who has them)

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  Arklovia