The server was peaceful, or at least as peaceful as a physics sandbox can be. Avatars were casually flinging themselves off towering metal trusses, watching their blocky limbs go limp as they collided with the gray baseplate below. Then, he joined the game.
He stood as the undisputed, chaotic king of the server, fueled by a few lines of code and the broken physics of a game pushed to its absolute limit. He gave a single wave emote, and then the server crashed entirely.
The following fictional story captures the chaotic era of the Ragdoll Engine at its peak.