The joke is the Smosh Games crew shouldn’t have jumped straight into a Hunger Games map in Minecraft before they learned how to equip weapons.
I should also mention that any time I draw the AH guys in their Minecraft skins they’re Buttskun’s designs
Metatron is spinning in lazy circles in Naomi’s desk chair, trying to decide which Heaven he wants to study for the day, and the door to the White Room slams open. Messy brown hair, blue eyes, and a familiar scowl greet him. Marv frowns. “Castiel. You weren’t supposed to die this soon. Your story won’t be an interesting one.”
Marv is hauled out of the chair by the front of his sweater and shaken like a ragdoll. “My name is Jimmy Novak. I’m from Pontiac, Illinois, and I’m fucking sick of angels.”