Talk:Bearger/@comment-25995883-20150707235922

Day 85: Doing perfectly fine, almost fully upgraded WX-78, tons of food, plenty of beefalo, lots of silk, a base more developed than any I've ever made (this is the farthest I've gottn so far, mind you).

Day 86, day: This asshole comes rolling along. He spawns by my beefalo, 1-shots about 10 of them, then starts eating their meat. I run over to distract him and hopefully get him to aggro the Treeguard probably 20 feet away. After 2 minutes of running around, he finally does. 2 shots it, then goes back to chasing me.

I run past my base, where he slams the ground JUST in time to demolish half of it. I lead him to a swamp where he proceeds to murder everything I hope would damage him, so I jump through a worm hole.

Day 86, dusk: I come out the worm hole, walk west about half a screen's worth, see this Satan spawn. However, he's not aggressive, so I run past - where he proceeds to follow me. I get to my base, and start on damage control. After seeing moleworms have eated all my gems, half my gold, and and I'm sure some other things. Just before night comes, I see my screen shake - but only once, so I don't think anything of it.

Day 86, night: I'm forced to use some of my living wood in order to start the fire due to the fact that I can't find anything in the cluster-f*ck that he made of my base. When day finally comes, I just then notice he's destroyed my ice box full of meaty stew, meatballs, and fish sticks.

Day 87, day: Turns out that screen shaking was my old friend, The Bever-Bear of Hades. He apparently saw me picking up my own food and didn't like that so he came over and destroyed what was left of my base.

After going from 380 health to 72, having no base, Winter around the corner, a relentless beast of "screw the player" chasing me, and any chance of me surviving for even another 3 days quickly digging it's own grave, I decided I'd had a good run, and just suicided...

Screw this guy and everything he stands for.