Dataclysm

In all their existence on the Motherboard, Sandbags have never been known for their cunning tactics and discipline in battle and this is one their new ground-breaking "martial-arts".

It is said that when a Sandbag dies, they shed their body and their soul takes flight. Though some consider this to be proof enough of the supposition theorizing their divine nature, there is no concrete evidence of this.

No new snapshot this week! We are preparing for a HUGE announcement, and we'd rather take a week off!

Do not worry though, next week's update will be bigger than usual, trust us!

In the midst of the battlefield, it's common for troops to fall victim to sharp traps in the terrain. Recently, Sandbags have been spotted using the spikes impaled in their bodies as a defence mechanism. A thorny matter indeed.

During expecially dark nights, if you were to wander alone through the Motherboard, you could encounter ethereal, floating apparitions: ghosts. These spirits are quite tricksy: try not to disturb them, or they might cast a terrible curse upon you.

These uncanny apparitions are born when an entity's will to not leave the motherboard is too strong. It is very common to find a wight or two lost in the void. The Fisherman says they're usually good company.

Even in death, the souls of the inhabitants of the server never leave the motherboard. The result, are skeletons and other ghastly entities. Skeletons drink and joke as if they had no more worries (which is true). For a skeleton, every day is a cheat day.

Over the years tales have arisen of highly aggressive mountain goats of impressive size, these mythical animals have been described as rogue RAM units, hell bent on headbutting and crushing everything in their path.

VERSION 1.0.18 IS OUT!

We completely changed the battle interface! It still has many elements missing, but it's a great start and a much better look at what the finished product will offer.

Also, a bunch of SET 1 arts have been remade!

Super Dragons are a meaner and bigger species of dragon. They are widely known for their sharp fangs, which, once worn out, fall and almost instantly begin to grow back.

They prefer a solitary life, with the occasional barbecue to spice things up.