Me: sees a young queen. Reaper:Get over here. Me:Ok, after I shoot the living crap out of you. Reaper: Runs. 10:00 at night: pet lights are off. Reaper:Hello, remember me? Me: grabs gun. Reaper: softly lowers gun. Me: what the… reaper queen: your in luck this time! I will pay supports and leave. Me: umm. What OMG? 7:00 in the morning: me: calls tribe. The entire server: Loads their guns and intends war on me