Game: your tribe-mate stole your baryonyx egg

Me: OH HOW DARE YOU!!!!

Your tribe-mate: w-what’s that noise?

Game as your tribe-mate’s vision: you were killed by your tribe-mate’s lvl 1002 death-worm

Me: YAY! I have my baryonyx egg back!

Me: what’s t-that s-sound?

Game: you were killed by your tribe-mate’s lvl 127 death-worm

Me (dead): this means war…

And that’s how the death-worm wars started.