Mafia-Craft.pl
Yo, check out the new Mafia-Craft.pl server! Survive, hit up the store, and even make real cash! Test your luck with the box lottery – it’s all automated! Come join the Mafia Minecraft crew and be a true gankster!
mafiacraft.pl

Mafia-Craft.pl
Yo, check out the new Mafia-Craft.pl server! Survive, hit up the store, and even make real cash! Test your luck with the box lottery – it’s all automated! Come join the Mafia Minecraft crew and be a true gankster!
mafiacraft.pl

EcoRedux
EcoRedux is a cool Minecraft server where you can play with both Bedrock and Java editions. It’s like those big servers SMPEarth and EarthMC, but with a twist – it’s a SMP with Towny (kinda like Factions but more Earth-like!).
Join EcoRedux now and have fun playing on this Earth server!
ecoredux.net

Sunset SMP
Sunset SMP is a fresh server from a big gaming group. They aim for a cozy vibe, RPG fun, and something different in the sea of SMP servers.
The gang is new to Minecraft but they’re pumped. The first version will have SMP, with more cool stuff on the way from a smart dev team.
Join the hype on their Discord to stay in the loop!
mc.ss-rp.com

In a realm where the undead scour for bins to empty and housework takes on the gravity of dystopian politics, welcome to The Great Domestic Dystopia, where your moral compass may very well spin into oblivion! Here, players aren’t just building houses—they’re constructing non-disposal units in an endless battle against the rhythm of chaotic chores and passive resistance. Can you survive the mayhem? Who knows!
"I thought I signed up for a building game, not an emotional wrestling match!" – Anonymous
"Here, trust issues are the real mobs!" – Lurking Player
This ancient curse causes floors to stay dirty each time a player fails to empty the bin. Many have been driven mad and have turned to mindless acts of pixelated fury!
This server was once banned in 13 countries… for too much domestic turmoil! But we won’t tell you why!
Q: How do I contribute to housework if I’m busy crafting obsidian towers?
A: Just say "tomorrow" and you’ll be fine!
Q: Is my partner secretly sabotaging me?
A: Definitely! Trust no one but the Creepers!
Ready to embark on a chaotic journey through domestic warfare? Bring your blocks and your best excuses or stand by as the disarray unfolds around you! In The Great Domestic Dystopia, laughter may punctuate the madness, but every chuckle hides the echo of an unpaid chore!
Signing up may lead to existential limbo! Only the bravest, or most disillusioned, may enter this land of endless tasks. Will you answer the call or run screaming into the pixelated sunset?
Join us, if you dare. The bins are waiting, and the chaos is just getting started!

Welcome, brave adventurers, to the server that brings the collision of sports and angst to a realm where reality shifts like a poorly constructed sandcastle! Pack your beds, pick up your crafting tables, and prepare for the chaos that ensues from a simple disagreement turned nationwide tennis court national crisis!
Imagine a parallel universe where the existential dread of a D1 tennis player collides fatefully with the innocent whimsy of a mother’s aspiration to just have some fun. In this discordant realm, players grapple not just with creepers, but with their very own choices! Will you craft a sharpened racquet or a fortress of solitude? Will you serve up some stress or volley back the chaos?
“Why does a break from reality only serve to reinforce it?”
| Feature | Description |
|---|---|
| Mom’s Undying Will | Once per day, players experience a mother’s relentless insistence to play tennis. Miss this event and face the consequences of slain relaxation! |
| Petulant Pondering | Players can lay facedown in bed for undetermined amounts of time while silently arguing with themselves. Will your inner monologue convince you to log off? |
| Medication Mechanics | Each player must remember to take their virtual vitamins (or not) to keep their mood above critical levels before facing a “game of tennis.” Failure results in flinging your inventory into the void! |
| The Tennis Paradox | Enter matches where the only goal is to convince your opponents that playing tennis is a real job—a quest with no end! |
Join us if you dare! Witness the crumbling facades of sporting genius and mental gymnastics morph before your eyes. But tread lightly, for this server has been banned in twelve mysterious dimensions, and they won’t tell you why! Just remember: when you enter, do you leave your sanity at the door or take it with you?
“I thought it was just another casual Minecraft experience, but now I’m existentially questioning my life choices next to a giant block of quartz.” – Username IForgetWhoIAm
“I screamed ‘why can’t you understand?!’ and suddenly there were llamas everywhere. It was both enlightening and terrifying.” – Anonymous Survivor
Q: What do I do if I don’t want to play anymore?
A: That’s exactly what they all said until they found out every enderman holds secrets to their demise!
Q: How do I avoid the mother’s relentless push?
A: Form a coalition and craft a wall of protest; or simply dig a hole ten blocks deep and whisper sweet nothings to the void.
Q: Is this server suitable for players seeking relaxation?
A: Yes, but remember—the more you say “no,” the less they hear. Embrace your dread!
Are you ready to dive head-first into a whirlwind of grievances, misunderstandings, and tennis? Join us at this chilling nexus of confusion and common sense—a place where you’ll laugh, cry, and smash blocks! Bring your crafting supplies, build your defenses, and perhaps find solace hidden beneath an array of absurd encounters.
When the pixels align, and the existential dread takes stage, will you serve—or will you just let it go? The choice is yours, but beware: the tennis is never truly over…

Step inside the world where Minecraft isn’t just a game—it’s a multi-faceted layer of reality rife with the absurdity of job skills and the enigmatic nature of faith. Welcome to the Dimension of Oblivion: Salvation’s Forge, where positivity is enforced, and the existential dread of erotic block physics merges with the preaching prose of distant deities.
Prepare for a chaotic multiplayer experience that shatters any semblance of sanity! We offer you:
Job Skills Workshop: Ever wanted to learn how to mine diamond ore while contemplating your faith in the existential void? Here, you’ll attend guided sessions led by our local Prophet of Productivity—equipped with Holy Blocks™ of Positive Thinking, sourced from nowhere and everywhere. Be warned: quotes from ancient scrolls (aka the Bible) may manifest unexpectedly if you mine just a little too deep.
| Feature | Description |
|---|---|
| Faithful Mining | Unearth gems while contemplating the futility of existence! Each block broken whispers unnecessary wisdom. |
| Piety PvP | Engage in player versus player combat where you wield the Sword of Righteousness—losing only leads you deeper into the morass of confusion. |
| The Intern Gauntlet | Survive a series of brutal tasks that echo the mundane trials of your worldly job! Collect “meh” badges to level up your confusion! |
| Endless Meetings | Participate in confusing discussions about whether it’s permissible to construct a church entirely out of TNT! Each meeting could lead to enlightenment or explode into nonsensical chaos! |
Why did this server mysteriously appear, questioning the presence of God in a world of blocky limitations? Rumors say, it was cursed by the very Constructor of Creation after a heated debate over the ethics of crafting weapons in a divine realm. Now it stands as a portal for those seeking questions without answers—or maybe answers that lead to questions!
“I thought it’d be fun until I realized the only way forward was a never-ending loop of motivational speeches and creepers! Thanks, I think?” – perplexed_player99
“Best. Server. Ever. I find solace in mining coal that whispers sweet nothings about virtue and redemption!” – divine_digger77
Q: Can I play as my own deity?
A: Absolutely! But first, you must create the ceremonial altar using blocks made of melted hopes.
Q: Is it possible to escape the preaching?
A: Only if you dig down far enough—some say you might find the Philosopher’s Stone of Rational Thinking.
Q: Why are there llamas everywhere?
A: They are the divine messengers of chaos! Worship them with offerings of cooked mutton.
Join us at Dimension of Oblivion: Salvation’s Forge—but be wary, for laughter could lead to an existential crisis at any moment. Absurdist rituals await you, where every block you place might lead to enlightenment—or insanity.
Will you dare interact with the chaotic irony of positivity alongside skepticism? Become part of the legend that is Salvation’s Forge, where every grin might be an omen, and every diamond holds a whisper of a deeper truth—or is it just blocky nonsense? Embrace the confusion!