Broken Spawn felt horrible once again as he leaned on the railing of the Doomspire, watching as other players ran around on the baseplate below. He had just died by drowning in the ocean-like ether that surrounded it, and would probably be the only one to die on freaking Tornado.

He wanted to go back. He wanted Fire Ring, his best friend. He wanted Lime Girl, his crush. He even wanted Cozy, if only to hear her and Fire Ring get into one of their truly epic insult battles.

But just as he was about to spiral, the round ended, and players swamped the Doomspire again, asking H3LP3R about the various disasters and clamoring to buy stuff from Builderfan.