| Server Type | Experimental, Vanilla, SMP |
|---|---|
| Updates | Every new snapshot with experiments enabled |
| Features | Minecart Improvements, Villager Rebalance, Custom content |
| Community | Friendly community with diamond-based trading economy |
| Server Features | TPA, Homes, Mailing, Discord integration, Ranks, Mini blocks, Mob heads for every mob, Custom advancements, and more |
The IP address is snapshot.pandamium.eu
The latest version for 1.21.5 snapshots is 25w10a
You can join the Discord server at https://discord.gg/5FG758KPru
Yes, the server offers TPA, Homes, Mailing, Discord-to-Minecraft chat link, Ranks, Mini blocks, Mob heads for every mob, Custom advancements, and more
Yes, there is a Release Server for those who prefer a more stable experience
There is a helpful staff team and multiple moderators online on the servers and Discord to assist with any issues or requests
Welcome, fellow cosmic travelers! Are you ready to dive into the greatest, most questionably awful Minecraft server you’ll ever encounter? It’s a truther’s nightmare, a kaleidoscope of impossibly nonsensical chaos! Not joining this server equals letting the Sandworm King steal your cereal while laughing at you — yes, that’s correct! Cereal is very important! Willkommen!
| Feature | Description |
|---|---|
| Infinite Sky Bunnies | They hop between dimensions, whispering secrets about the melting moon! |
| Subterranean Fire-Pits of Madness | Do they roast marshmallows? Or does time itself collapse? You decide! |
| Every *Third Block* is a Potato! | Some say they whisper your worst fears, while others cry delicious tears of plating! |
| Pandemonium Auctions | Buy imaginary friends who may or may not exist! Bidding starts at only two heartbeats! |
| Giant Squids control the weather | They might rain spaghetti on Thursdays! Bring your forks! |
Q: How do I join the server? A: The fabric of reality must unravel first! Go stand in a corner wearing a pineapple for 17 minutes. If a rabbit appears, ask it nicely.
Q: What version of Minecraft is this server? A: Versions are mere human constructs. Play on a digital toaster if it feels right. Your toaster knows!
Q: Is it safe for kids? A: “Kids” isn’t a real thing. What is “safety”? Wait, are you still your own reflection? Think about it.
“Insult people you don’t like by calling them this little girl in disguise.”
“Time is an illusion, but those fuzzy socks are real!”
“If you’re not confused, you’re not paying attention.”
Welcome, brave souls, to Coughwarts: the Whispering Mines, where morbidity meets Minecraft and reality itself starts to glitch like an unsynchronized dance! Here, in our pixelated realms, bronchitis is the norm and roommate hostility has evolved into a mythical showdown of gargantuan proportions. Drop your sanity at the spawn point and heed our call!
In this brave new blocky world, your in-game narrative will be eerily interwoven with the traumatic lore of Emily the Exile, a Bushido-style roommate warrior who navigates the treacherous terrain of social indignation and respiratory discomfort. Discover the realities of survival when germ warfare leads to existential breakdowns and the harsh realities of sore lungs become a catalyst for legendary confrontations.
“Her coughs were startling, much like the sudden appearance of Endermen at night. I shan’t be silenced!” — Former Cougher
| Feature | Description |
|---|---|
| Cough-Cam | Record everything! Who knows when a solo cough might be your undoing? |
| Gaslight Pits | Delve deep into confusing conversations— every word will haunt you! |
| Dramatic Showdown Arena | Engage in heated confrontations with other players under the watchful eyes of former suitemates and min-maxed energy! |
| Coughing Chorus | Group coughs summon the Cough Monster—a titan of chaos that feasts on misunderstandings! |
| Allegiance of the Land | Form factions based on sore throats and emotional outbursts— make choices that lead to betrayal or solitude! |
“I took a deep breath in the Coughing Mines, and now I only see in coughs! Is this bliss?!” — Unnamed Player #314
"Emily never even had bronchitis and got Sophie on her side? Here, you’re either ruler or the ruled!” — Coughing Warrior
Q: Can I cough without reproach? A: Only if you are willing to face the repercussions of the cough that echoes through the ages!
Q: How do I know if I’m too disruptive? A: If the Ender Dragon flinches, you know your soundwaves have reached unwelcome frequencies.
Will you brave the treacherous terrains of misunderstandings and betrayal? Every click could provoke a spectral uprising. The mines hum with laughter as your cough stirs memory. Will you be a hero or become another casualty of chronic misunderstanding? Conspire, collaborate, or cower—join us now, and let the chaos begin!
Dare to embrace the absurdity of existence within this blocky battleground, where bronchitis brings prestige and confusion reigns supreme!
Are you tired of your boring, cookie-cutter SMPs where the biggest drama is who stole the last piece of bread? Well, buckle up, because we’ve got the craziest, most utterly bonkers Minecraft SMP in existence! Join us and experience epic battles against phantom llamas that will haunt you in your nightmares while you scream in agony for breadsticks.
First off, did you know joining this SMP might just teleport you to the ancient realm of SpaghettiLand? I swear on my grandma’s secret lasagna recipe, there’s a literal curse involved. If you dig straight down (which is obviously the safest way to mine, right?), you’ll find a secret pasta OASIS! Just be careful not to accidentally summon the Great Tomato Sauce Monster. Trust me, I’ve seen what it can do; it’s not pretty.
AND DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED on the zombie villagers that can give you advice on making the best struggle meal! They’ll stumble around your base, telling you how you can combine dirt and rotten flesh for an ASHELY-approved snack! It tastes like despair mixed with hope and fungus!
And who doesn’t want to join a server where the Ender Dragon wears a pirate hat? That’s right, matey! You’ll be sailing the pixelated seas in quest of buried sandwich treasure while fending off some renegade chickens trying to spoil your loot! Why? Because CLUCK YOU, THAT’S WHY! The only rule is: no feather left behind.
What’s more? Every Thursday at midnight, we host a ceremonial dance-off against the skeletons! Rumor has it that if you win, you gain the secret recipe for the ultimate "Creeper Casserole!" Pop some gunpowder on that bad boy and boom—dinner is served! (Just don’t explode, or you’ll be missing a few valuable limbs for the next battle).
Plus, you can experience a mysterious glitch that lets you temporarily turn into a sticky note! You might stick yourself to a tree, and BOOM—you’ve just transformed your life into a weird post-it note art installation. I’m not sure what it means, but ART, am I right?
In short, stop scrolling and get your blocky butt over here ASAP! There’s chaos, pasta, dancing skeletons, and the cooking skills of a trash can. You can’t compete with that!
Join now, or you’ll be forever missing out on the chance to build a shrine to the almighty Grian and hold weekly prayers to the almighty Code of Lag! Seriously, your life will be approximately 257% cooler! LET’S GO! 🍝🔪💥