Babysoy wasn’t just another name in the chatroom; they were a presence. Whether it was calming heated debates, dropping a well-timed joke, or guiding newcomers through the community’s quirks, Babysoy had already been playing the part of a guardian long before there was an official title.
When the announcement came that the community was seeking a new
Sentry — the watchful eyes and steady hands of the server — Babysoy knew this was more than just a role. It was a calling.
The application wasn’t just about experience; it was about trust, patience, and a knack for balancing firmness with kindness. Babysoy reflected on their journey:
- Patience tested during nights of endless spam.
- Fairness proven when friends broke rules, and Babysoy chose principle over favoritism.
- Humor wielded like a shield, softening conflicts before they escalated.
With steady fingers, Babysoy typed out their application, not boasting, but speaking from the heart:
“I want to protect the community, guide it, and help it grow.”
The council of mods would decide soon, but one thing was already clear: whether the title came or not, Babysoy had already embodied the spirit of a Sentry — vigilant, compassionate, and quietly powerful.
Thats why ill +1