<Bedless_Noob> You wanted a pack that never sleeps. Neither will I.
He was a texture pack snob. A purist. A bedless noob —not in the insult sense, but in the ironic, self-deprecating badge of honor worn by those who had seen too many sunsets over too many blocky horizons. He had no bed because he never slept. He was always grinding, building, or, in this case, curating. bedless noob texture pack
“This is the problem,” he muttered to his empty room, lit only by the blue glow of his monitor. “Everything is either ‘realistic to the point of a migraine’ or ‘cute to the point of insult.’” <Bedless_Noob> You wanted a pack that never sleeps