It has happened again.  Wake up in the middle of the dark with my torches missing and my boxes unlocked.  Start groping around looking for the light switch before I remember, "Ah crap, that's right... zombie apocalypse."  Then I start looking for cookies and realize that some savage bandit has run off with my chocolate chips.

I don't mind the iron bars you took, or the stacks of building blocks, or the pile of cobblestone.  Seriously I don't know how you fit 1000 pieces of cobblestone in your pack.  Must have pulled up with a dumptruck.  But, why take the beds?  Waking up on the cold wooden floor is just too "roughing it" for me.  And did you have to take ALL the coffee?  At least leave me enough to make the morning pot.

And you really went looking for loot didn't you?  Diggity dang, broke open every box, well... except for all of the sham boxes in the "Oh ****" room.  Surprised you on that one didn't I?  Looks like you saw one of my exploding cookies too.  Pretty tasty, just step on one for the full chocolate explosion.  What were you expecting to find anyway?  An auger?  I'm too busy making cookies to bother with such trivialities.

You know, I was pretty impressed with the precision until I noticed you broke my COOKIE sign.  That went too far!  I am not the Adams family, mysterious and "OOKIE".  And bring back my bedroll!  I sewed that by hand after collecting cotton tufts and spinning them into thread, looming the thread into cloth and then attaching the pieces together into a final bedroll, after dying it red-brown and filling it with feathers I collected from bird nests scattered about the forest.  It was my favorite sleeping bag damn it!

thats terrible

let me know if I can assist with anything.

id consider removing the C in cookie griefing, and I think it should be reported..

un sportsman like conduct



loot is one thing, defacing a base is entirely another

If you're gonna supply cookies for everyone to eat, you should be supplying the milk to wash them down with too!