Board Thread:QQ Threads/@comment-24208224-20141002013233/@comment-5354667-20141002213025

This one isn't the worst in terms of stuff that I lost, but it was definitely one of the most annoying. This happened way before I got my moderator powers.

Four of my friends and I decidede to play 303, and they had already been on for an hour or so. Two of them, the newer players, had iron tools, and the others had steel. I joined their server only to find that they were the target of the most powerful player in the game, who had full mithril and had settled in Magma (this is also way before bluesteel). I never knew why they were targets of his. I began to make a large sailboat to carry all of us comfortably, burned off the sail, and sailed to Bento where an argument was underway.

When I arrived, all four of my friends got on the boat and told me to go as fast as I could. The killer (can't remember his name) only had a sailboat with the sail and mast burnt off, so he couldn't keep up with us.

For about ten minutes we sailed around the map, trying to lose him, and we eventually did after my friend in the back of the ship managed to hit him with his steel sword a couple times, which killed out pursuer.

The five of us quickly went to the back corner of Desert, placed down a well to keep the buckets full, and I began to farm to make food (I had gathered resources, and made the crude buildings already). I was halfway though making bread when there were frantic messages in our tribe chat, and I saw that the enemy was literally four paces away from me. I had no time to retool anything so I ran. However, it was too late, and he killed me.

Then the server crashed, and when everyone rejoined, the enemy had followed us onto the other server, committed to gaining revenge to whatever had happened to him. Thankfully, he left the server, probably to being disconnected, and then the five of us lived on an artificial island.