The guy who plays just for fun, building a house so fine, Enjoying the game, taking their time. But then there’s the sweat, playing like a pro, Rushing mid, destroying beds in a single blow.
The turret spammer, setting up defenses with glee, Protecting their bed, shouting “don’t touch my babies!” The trapper, setting traps with a sly grin, Waiting for their prey to fall right in.
And let’s not forget the emote king, Celebrating every kill with a dance and a swing. But then there’s the AFK player, lost in thought, Unaware of the chaos their absence has brought.
From Dory spammers to lore seekers so keen, Each player in Hive, a part of the scene. So grab your tea, enjoy the ride, In the world of Minecraft, let your spirit glide.