After getting the Firebrand (at the low, low cost of Captain Trotter’s life and your innocence of watching someone you knew and felt attached to die), you went back to Shedletsky and he told you the 5th sword was in some ruined temples and stuff.

But you noticed, in your way to get there, you saw BloxiaLand, the biggest theme park this side of Robloxia! Sure, you could go around it, but where’s the fun in that? After all, you needed some fun after the recent traumatic events.

So you bought a ticket and entered the park. The scent of fried food and relative B.O from Bloxians who were sweaty (or, for all you know, some who just didn’t give a flying crap about hygiene and didn’t put on deodorant) wafted through the air, mixed with the jolly music and screams of the rides and their riders.

As you stopped in front of a shoot ‘em up, zombie themed dark ride, you saw three very familiar noobs!

Noobador (who, surprisingly, had on a shirt, probably to comply with park rules (a no shoes, no shirt, no service sign you had seen was probably the culprit) ) was wrangling a hyper Red, while Blue stood by her brother and uncle/dad, looking up at the ride’s decorated shell with a hint of nervousness due to the realistic looking-ness of it.