Day 46 of San Diego

Well, someone hacked -TMC-'s server... Mason logged into Rust, realized we were raided, asked for some help until I joined. When I joined, I searched for wood throughout our huts. We wanted to build spikes around our base to avoid intrusion. Instead, while I was searching for wood, I suddenly "committed suicide." Confused and thought only that it was a glitch, I re-spawned in my hut. I opened my door and- BAM! I "committed suicide" again! But this time, I didn't re-spawn back to camp. The person who was invading our base picked up my sleeping bag (because I wasn't quick enough to close my door) in which forced me to spawn elsewhere.

Pissed, I informed Mason of the hacker. No matter how hard we tried to get back to base, we died instantly. We couldn't even get close to home. I told the administrator about the incident. I recorded all of the players on that server during the hack. However, I'm pretty sure a hacker can hide his name while hacking or else he/she would be found out.

The hacker stole mostly everything. Once his job was done, he left for another victim. They began to complain and others said that the hack has been going on for a few days.

I hope the administrator does something. If not, Mason and I are abandoning the game. Currently, we have. We can't do anything about the hack. Only hope for the best.

Other than that, today was tiring. I had crappy sleep last night. I had crappy sleep the night before. But I managed to take a nap when I got home!

Tomorrow will be another long day. I'll be dealing with my nerdy group and discussing about intergalactic, non-gender species. I hope we come to a conclusion that that's not what is happening for our story...

Starry Sight

Close-up of a sea star at Pomene Estuary, Mozambique. (Peet J. van Eeden)