Outsmarting Mr. Beast's $25,000 Creator Event

The biggest YouTuber in the world, MrBeast, decided one day that he was gonna get a Minecraft player from every country in the world, put them on a server, and whoever was the last person standing would win a crisp 25 bans.And all you had to do to get in was apply to represent the country you were from.But there was only one problem.You see, I'm from the United States.the land of gluttony and delusion.So I was initially going to apply to represent the US, but Mr. Beast immediately gave this country to a YouTuber with way more relevance than me, Jude Lo.

So if I wanted to participate, I'd have to represent and be from another country besides the United States.And here was the dilemma.I'm a privileged white guy with little to no ethnic diversity.There is not a lot of culture behind these eyes, ladies and gentlemen.My family tree is Wonder Bread White, so I'm not exactly from any other country except the U .S.

of A. And in this situation, being from the land of opportunity was not going to give me the opportunity to win $25 ,000.So I decided to turn to the old reliable art of embellishment, where you're not truly lying, rather stretching the truth.

I've read a lot of notes over the years.

If you go back far enough in anything, there's no telling what you'll find.And in the case of my family tree, at one point, a long, long time ago, I had family that was from Italy.Nobody really has any concrete proof of this, but all I know is my grandma knows how to make the most authentic spaghetti and meatballs ever, and my dad in his prime looked like he could have played a side character in The Sopranos.There's Italian somewhere.Now, does this make me the most qualified person to represent the country of Italy?No, not really.

But was that gonna stop me from LARPing as a true -blood Italian to get into this event?Well, uh, I think you know the answer to that.I ended up applying as a dual citizen of the United States and Italy.And less than 30 minutes later, Signore Chuck Nasty.born.Where are you from?

Oh, I'm from Italy.To all my Italians out there, I am so sorry that y 'all are gonna be represented by my goofy ass.But I can assure you that I'm not gonna let y 'all down.It took the Mr. Beast team a painstakingly long time to assign everyone's skin to the appropriate country's flag.So during all of that dead time, I was mainly busy trying to immerse myself in the culture I was now representing.If I'm being completely honest though, this awkward period where everyone was waiting for things to start was legitimately my worst nightmare.

When there's a large sum of money involved and only one person can win it, what you've essentially gotten yourself into is a giant social climbing competition where people will act perfectly nice and friendly when they have nothing to gain, but will ditch your ass the second they have something to lose.Trusting anyone at their word would be an absolute suicide for your chances of winning.So the best thing to do was to not trust anybody.However, I didn't want to get too pessimistic before things even started, so I decided to go hang out with people that never failed to have a good time, Latinos, and figured that if there was anyone I was going to team with, it would be with them.But it was here, as I was peacefully vibing, that I got approached by a player who had a proposition to make.The representative from Spain had hunted me down and told me that he was gathering everyone from Europe.

to form an alliance.Now, throughout this interaction, I didn't exactly have the best feeling, and the best way I can describe it is through this meme.Because while he seemed friendly, in my mind, I sensed that this man was evil.I didn't know if it was because he was left -handed or because I just see the worst in people, but I eventually got all the proof I needed.Because tell me why the fuck we are in a circle around this man.Like, I guess we're all fine with just blindly entrusting Coldify to have all of our best interests in mind?

Like, we don't even know how this competition is gonna work!But I guarantee we're not gonna be able to split the prize money 25 different ways.And also, Europe can't even stick together in real life.So I'm not sure what's making us think that a bunch of randoms on Minecraft is gonna change that narrative.In no universe was this going to end well.And I decided I was going to take no part in it.

Italy under my watch was not going to get dragged onto the wrong side of things.Besides Coldified's alliance, Jude Law was also promoting his United States alliance that was open to all.But like I said earlier, I was to trust no one.I'm an independent, strong, semi, like 5 % Italian man that was going to get it out the mud all on my own.But when we all got spawned onto the Minecraft map that was a recreation of planet Earth, me being the strong independent man that I am, instantly realized that I needed America.Listen, everybody knows that world domination requires you to win over America so that they can do your dirty work.

But the biggest reason for me wanting allies was because of the announcement Mr. Beast made at the beginning of this event.

Contestants, you are going to decide which country deserves $25 ,000 in cash.We will hold a vote tonight, and if all of you unanimously agree which person slash country deserves the money, they'll get it.So if I were you, I'd make some friends, explain to them why they should vote for you.you, and pray you all agree, because if not, things will get rough.

This was a full -on social manipulation event, because everyone was obviously going to vote for themselves as the most deserving person to receive $25 ,000.However, when we all inevitably couldn't agree on who wins the money, I wasn't sure on how people were going to get eliminated, so I decided to waste no time in getting geared up.And during that process, I was going to attempt to immigrate to America while making as many allies as I could along the way.I wouldn't trust any of these allies I made fully, but I was going to make sure I had enough people on my side to ensure that I didn't get eliminated off rip.All right, let's go make some friends, bro.Yo, yo, yo.

Yo, bro, I come in peace, bro.Hello?Didn't know I was that intimidating.Jesus Christ, this lag is unbelievable.Oh, what the fuck?No way, I need to find one more piece of - Dude, no way I found fucking diamonds and I can't even mine them.

Well, I guess it's better than being that guy.I need one more piece of iron.Yo, come on, please.I swear I remember seeing a cave near here.Yes, I knew it.I'm the greatest.

I feel like I have a super good start, but like I'm gonna run into someone in full diamond and get my ass kicked, dude.Iron pickaxe, bing -chaling.Let me grab this.And now we go get my diamonds.Hopefully nobody's taking them already.Oh.

wait.Do I see another cave?

Dang.

Look at me go.Okay, now for the moment of truth.I blocked it up just in case anyone came by.Oh, thank fuck.My precious babies.

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo.

Yo.Yeah, of course, my brother.

All right, bet.

I had finally run into people that weren't immediately repulsed at the sight of me.But just as I hopped into Floatives' boat, MrBeast announced that we would all be teleported to the council very shortly.And before any of us could process what that could possibly mean, all 150 plus of us got teleported onto the same block.

Oh shit!

Everyone please find a seat and spread out.The order does not matter.

This was the council, a place that we would be teleported to every 20 minutes or so, where we would then be asked by Mr. Beast if we had come to an agreement on which country should win the money.He wasted no time in lining all of us up, but then proceeded to ask people one by one who they believed should win the money.And shocker, nobody could unanimously agree on one person.

Panama, who do you think should win $25 ,000?

Oishi Jimmy, I made a deal with Kuwait in the lobby, so I'mma vote for Kuwait.

Alright, Brazil, what country do you think deserves 25 grand?

Venezuela.

Alright, since you all cannot unanimously agree, we're gonna play a game.

We didn't even get to the third person before we had a disagreement, and now MrBeast was fiending at the thought of being able to torture us with his first game.It wasn't going to be a Minecraft skills challenge or anything we expected though.The game he put together for us was shockingly simple, yet extremely brutal.

Our first game!Each of you will receive one vote.that you can give to any country that you want to stay in the game.If your country does not receive a vote, you will be eliminated.

All I had to do was get one single person to vote for me, but the two people I had just met were nowhere to be found in the sea of people, so I immediately turned to Jude Lo, as he was looking like my only hope.Boy, I was practically on my hands and knees begging this man to vote for me. I had no other option.And when the voting menu appeared, I placed my vote for the United States.And I could only pray that the favor would be returned.

Yeah, I voted you bro.

Did you vote me?Oh my fu - I cannot hear shit, man. I obviously wasn't the only one desperate for someone's vote.So as you could probably tell by now, the airways were a little bit clogged.So attempting to communicate with anyone directly was just a lost cause.And by the time Mr. Beast had closed the voting, I didn't know if Jude had actually voted for me.All I could do was wait.

Alright, contestants!I'm about to reveal whether or not a different country voted for you.Server, reveal the results!Who gotta vote?If you're green, you receive the vote!

Oh my God, I'm still alive, baby.

Strike down the people who didn't get a vote.

Holy crap.Jude had clutched up and I was still alive.However, half of the lobby wasn't as lucky as me and were viciously sent out of this competition.Everyone remaining was then teleported back to their last location on the world map.And it was here that I found out that Floatives, as well as SpeedSilver, had both survived the first round as well.There wasn't much time to celebrate though, because with the next council meeting looming, the three of us worked together to gather more loot and attempt to figure out what challenges would take place next.

Yo, you - Holy shit!

Okay, all right, we gotta get gearing up cuz we gotta smell enable soon dude.

Oh, okay.Let's see It might be a random hole, but it's around I saw it.

I saw it.I thought it look right here.This is it.This is a game.Oh look up here, bro What's up there?

Holy?Holy shit?Wait, where does be silver go?

He's just like he went out.He went up.

I don't know I'm placing my furnaces down.

I think we just go along the coast I just need a helmet.

Okay, we can make a gold one.

Do you want to smell some gold?

The rowing animation is so goofy.

No, it fully is.

When we go to the - we get teleported, just follow me and we're gonna go to Jude.Oh shit, that was fast.After only being able to get a little more loot, Mr. Beast was already teleporting everyone back to the council.He immediately went down the line to see if we had agreed on a winner and, uh, yeah we couldn't.So we were set to play another game.And just like before, it was a voting game.

I'm not gonna lie, at this point I was heavily questioning how worth it was even getting gear if we were just gonna be teleported back here every 20 minutes to be forced to blindly vote for a stranger.But who am I to be complaining?Because if any of these challenges were PvP based, I would already be sitting back in the lobby.It was looking like to go far in this competition, I was gonna have to use some brain cells and intuition.This next game wasn't exactly like before, because this time we were instructed to vote for one person of our choosing and whoever got the most votes would have a very important decision to make.There was no elaboration on what that decision would be, so I got a little bit suspicious.

I didn't think anything bad was going to happen, per se, but this is a Mr. Beast event.Things are never what they seem, and the idea of casting a vote for somebody, to have them make an important decision on my behalf, that felt a little sketchy.But this dilemma I was facing, that's literally just politics.I was going to have to vote, but I was going to make damn sure the person I was voting for was trustworthy.MrBeast unmuted everyone and gave us one minute to decide on who we were going to vote for, That was a complete fuckfest.In the midst of this chaos, two candidates rose from the crowd.

The first one was Coldified and the second one was Jude Law.Coldified was getting all of his European allies from earlier to vote for him and Jude Law, well he just has clout and is popular so people were voting for him.regardless.Between these two, the pick was obvious.I was going to vote for Jude Law since he had saved my life in the round before.And Coldified on the other hand, I still didn't have a good feeling about him.

I was purely being a hater with no proof.But even though I was representing a European nation, I was going nowhere near that European alliance.Coldified ended up getting the most votes, thus making him the person to bear the responsibility of whatever the very important decision was.What exactly was this important decision, though?Well, basically, Mr. Beast proceeded to place a button down in front of him, and every time Coldified clicked it, one of the people who just voted for him would be killed, and Coldified would receive $1 ,000.He could click the button once, Or he could click it 16 times and kill everyone that had just voted for him.

I looked on in complete shock.The members of the once powerful United European Alliance were now begging and screaming for their lives.The person they had put their blind faith in was now going to be completely clouded by the prospect of $16 ,000.All of these people were going home.But maybe we were assuming the worst here.There was still a chance that Qualified could recognize his privilege.

Understand that if he was in a vulnerable position like this, he'd be begging for someone to have his back too.We could see the beginning of a strong diplomatic leader emerge.A good role model for all the kids watching MrBeastGaming.Exemplifying what it means to be a selfless, good person.Those motherfuckers didn't stand a chance, and what made it worse was that right as Coldify decided to become a supervillain, his mic broke, resulting in the event being delayed for over 50 minutes and giving his supporters nothing to do but just stand there.

knowing that their fate was sealed.

Once Coldified finally concluded cleansing nearly all of Europe, the rest of the people who remained in the game got teleported back onto the world map.Except this time around, I was completely alone.Floatives had made the unfortunate mistake to vote Coldified in this game, so I was now left on the outskirts of Africa with nothing left to do but finally make my trip over to the United States.I'm all alone now.A greedy fucker killed my friend.Oh my God.

All right, I'm at the edge of Africa, or near the edge of Africa.Got a little ways to go.Yo, if I was in Coley's position, I don't know, it's 16K, but like, ugh.Would I have like betrayed the people that I just convinced to vote me?I don't know.I value my word more than anything.

Holy God, this is gonna take a while.I think that's the US all the way over there.Yo, Brazil!Yo, Brazil, can you hear me, bro?Oh, my brother, my brother.Hey, you immigrating to the US too?

Yeah, yeah.Alright, we have arrived.I had finally arrived in the United States, but just as I was catching up with my Latino homies from the lobby, we got teleported back to the council.This time though, MrBeast simply presented a vote for whether PvP should be turned on or not.And as soon as voting opened, my ass sprinted straight over to vote no.And as you can probably tell, a lot of people felt the same way.

Most of us were smart enough to understand that if PvP got enabled, we'd surely be cooked.Because the only people that even wanted PvP on in the first place, were sweaty PvPers.A clear decision had been reached, and everyone was swiftly sent back to the world to continue playing.But back in the US, we had an unlikely visitor.Yo wait, what's Cody doing here yo?I mean who said yes, are y 'all slow?

Even though it's greedy, it's justified.Does that make sense?

All right, wait, you want to prove your trust coldy give some ghetto dude right now.

Yeah, take that diamond chest plate off your Are you gonna let me talk because it just seems like you're manipulating these people the way you're not letting me talk you're the one who just killedpeople for 16 yeah how are you gonna say something like yeah not out of nowhere i didn't manipulate anybody i didn't go into making that choice thinking oh yeah i'm gonna win some money i told them to pick me because i wanted to represent them not because i wanted to kill them and make money This fool was so transparently invested in his self -interest, there was just no way he was gonna make it past the next round.

His morals were tested in front of everybody, and he had shown who he was.But when we got teleported back to the council, the next game MrBeast had planned for us was going to flip everything on its head.

Welcome back to the United Nations, everybody!Please, find a seat.For this next game, it is just like the first game we played.But this time, instead of one vote, you need two votes to move on.

Now at first, this game didn't sound too bad.Jude and I were voting for each other, so all I would need to do was convince one more person to slide me a vote, and I would advance.But boy little did I know, this was going to be my toughest feat yet.As damn near everyone was getting buttered up by Coldified in Spanish, so there was virtually nothing I could do to sway these people's opinions.

Mexico, please No, do not listen to him a mr. Beast hey, can you vote me please I don't got anybody Dude it's not looking good.

I don't got anyone else I'm dead, I'm so fucking dead.I was beginning to accept the fact that my run was over.And with Coldy briming nearly every potential voter of mine, it made sense.of me finding a voter impossible.But out of sheer luck, a player named Stromoto came over randomly and told me that he would vote for me if I voted for him.Now that was a no -brainer, because I could just vote for Jude first, and then I could vote for Stromoto second, and oh holy shit I only get one vote.

United States, and then I will vote Lebanon.

Everyone but four countries has place to vote.

Wait, where's the second voting menu?

Dumbass, I just - Oh my god.

Oh my god, Shimomoto's fucked.Shimomoto is dead.

I had completely misunderstood the rules and my pure naivete had led me to become what I despised the most.A stone -faced liar.I will vote for you.I will vote for you.What thing about me brother?I'm not a liar.

I know this is just a stupid Minecraft competition at the end of the day and it's never that deep, but my stomach actually sank.This complete stranger was all happy thinking that he had a friend in me backing him into the next round.Only for him not to realize that I was a complete snake and was about to shaft him beyond belief.

Hell, he might have been better off trusting the biggest villain in the event because at least he offered him $500 for his vote.

Yeah, so I'm a piece of shit, and when it got revealed on who was moving on to the next round, I was safe, but I had to stand in front of the man I lied to as he figured out the truth.I was now in the top 10, and everyone who remained stood awkwardly back in the United States.I felt like a complete joke for how I got here, but I couldn't believe I was still standing next to the most oralist villain of all time who was somehow still finessing people.

My heart's broken so so Cody you just Can I talk can I understand can I talk can I talk can I talk Can I talk?

Can I talk?Can I talk?I didn't lie to anyone.It's just no one didn't want to vote for me.Last second, I found someone who wanted to vote me for 1k and then...

Oh, you bribed him.No, that's valid actually.Wait, I have a question.I have a question, staff.Does he have to withhold his bribe or could he just lie?

Nah, I could lie.

But, I mean...Oh, well, that guy's not getting 1k.

And he was taking full advantage of that.At this point, the competition had divulged into just simply winning people over with your words.This was further proven when we were taken back to the council shortly after, where Mr. Beast gave everyone a chance to simply give a speech on why they deserved the $25 ,000.This was my chance to win the people over.Prove that I was someone worth getting behind.And if my speech wasn't good enough, well, I'd be going home.

Because in order to move on, You needed to be one of three people with the most votes.I wasn't gonna say anything fancy or blow smoke up anyone's ass.A vote for me was gonna be a vote for charity.Everyone was shocked.Including myself.I was initially gonna go up there and say, you know, oh, I'll donate half the money to charity, but, you know, I made a last second change because I just wanted to win.

Fuck the money, I can wait to get a new car, I was gonna make sure the community was fed, and I was gonna have my pride.The best part was, it seemed my speech worked.Because after a couple of uninspiring messages, two people gave their precious vote to me, for no other reason, other than helping a good cause.I was moving on to the finale.And while that was awesome, I couldn't really celebrate for long, because I was going to be joined by, you guessed it, Coldify.Not only did Coldify get enough votes to move on to the finale with me, but he ended up getting the most, which allowed him to choose the third and final person that would join us in the final game.

He ended up picking Iraq, who had been a complete bootlicker the entire event, and I was now gonna have to go up against both of them in whatever the hell the final game was.

We started with countries from all around the world, and now we're left with Iraq, Spain, and Italy.I'm going to start a 10 minute timer, and in that timer, you guys can ask for whatever you want.If two of you agree to it, I will give it to you.So, if two of you agree to turn on PvP, I will turn on PvP.If two of you agree to spot and wreck,crack...

You little pussy belongs to me.You're gonna learn to do what I fucking tell you to.

Before MrBeast got done with explaining the rules, I could already see where this was going.And Coldified, as well as his newfound sidekick, wasted absolutely no time in attempting to seal my fate.

I'm gonna go for my first request.I want you to clear ChuckNasty's inventory.

I agree.I disagree.I agree.Why?Why?

I want to give the money to charity!And you're dog -walking me!I'm trying to buy a boat, bro.

I'm out.I'm out.You guys can vote to have me TPM back.

He just accepted it.

Wait, put bars here.

Yeah, put bars right here.This is fucking bullshit.Listen, Chuck.Like, you and Jude have tried to get here by...Stepping on me trying to make me see that's a bad guy.And the reality is that I am the bad guy.

I admit it I wouldn't know here if I wasn't a villain, but you're the one trapped in a bedrock box I'm the one standing out here with my sidekick.

So I want another request Jimmy I want you I was not prepared to be getting hosed this bad and I was racking my brain While playing subway surfers for anything I could do to somehow come out as the winner of this situation Was there some Minecraft bug I could exploit?Some smooth lines to magically make these two favor me?I mean, I did try asking for a portion of the prize so I wouldn't go home with nothing, but that didn't really work.Will you give me like five bands so I can still donate to the charity?

Oh my god, you can't do this to me, man.man. I'm being guilt -tripped.

All roads led to a dead end, and I was now helplessly flying aimlessly into the air as I had been given the levitation effect.My brain had gone static, and the only thing I could think of in the moment was to try and fly over to the big pile of money to break my fall.If I could just make it there, then I might be able to - It was too late, and I had failed.But you wanna know what made all of this so much worse?was that not even five minutes after being eliminated, while staring blankly at the Minecraft title screen, I realized what I could have said to win.If I had simply told Iraq, hey, let's put the $25 ,000 down the middle and let's just leave Coldy hanging, that was an offer I don't think he could have refused.

You have no idea how pissed I was at myself for not thinking of this in the moment.Coldified went on to win the entire event, promising his sidekick from Iraq a $7 ,500 cut of his winnings.A couple weeks later, however, I received a DM, it was the homie from Iraq, and he reached out to me saying he wanted to donate some of his cut to the charity that I was going to donate to if I won.This was incredibly generous, and this man did not need to do this, but he also told me that his cut of the winnings had been reduced from $7 ,500 down to $3 ,500.Apparently, the lethal combination of over -promising and European tax rates made Coldified's $41 ,000 in winnings look like chump change real quick.Hell, I wouldn't even be surprised if some supporters didn't even get paid out.

It really makes you wonder how worth it is it to put a price on your loyalty.if someone can simply change the price as they please.And while I might be considered a fat loser after all of this, one thing's for certain.My loyalty.never be for sale.