 Hey there friends, how's it going? My name is Kevin and today we are playing More A Bit Life. I like to come back to this every now and again because it makes me feel like I'm actually doing something with my life even though it's all virtual and through an app. But let's just gloss over that and get started. Oh my god, that shakes everything. This was the first video I ever watched of me. A rambling intro. My mic is squeaking like I don't know what and my camera is shaking all over the place. Welcome to the channel. All right, we're gonna start a life and today we're going to be a serial killer. I have done some killing in this game before in the game. All right, not in real life. That's not an admission of anything. I came across with paranoid. It's like he's definitely killed someone. I've killed a few people but I've not actually been like a proper serial killer and that's what I'm going to try and do today. I want a body count. First name, not second name, guilty. Perfect. Now they can't bring me to court. The judge is like, okay, not guilty. And I'm like, thank you. Unless they call me Mr. Guilty, which could look bad. All right, where is the legal system? Pretty soft on crime. Ireland, I am ready to go. Start not life. You're suffering from the flu. I'm two years old. Oh no. Parents, please vaccinate me. Oh my god, I thought it said I died. It's the cat. I am depressed. Jesus Christ. This is making a murderer. I'm on the verge of death and I have depression at age three. Someone was acting up. So I said battle her. So I stormed her. I loosened her eyeball. I detached her throat. I inverted her patella. What the hell is that? And she died from her injuries. We've made a seven year old murderer. Oh, I'm finally good at something. Now we're going on a family vacation as a reward. My music teacher is chatting shit. She's informing the other students that I'm privately studying to be a space cadet. That's my private business. Duke it out. You attacked your teacher when she dodged you. Jesus Christ. You want to insult the headmaster? Yeah, you've been expelled. You can murder the other students, but when you insult the headmaster, that's too fair. Okay. So these nine years have been a bit rough. Yes, my depression is gone. Also, I'm starting to wonder if my dad is in a gang for some reason. If he's in a gang, can he give me money, please? Two euro. Are you serious? Your classmate, Rowan, tells you that you smell like sweaty tests. Are you seriously going to say that? I already have one kill. There we go. I stretched his hip. What? I don't know if I attacked him or I just gave him a massage. My girlfriend is pregnant. Yeah, keep the baby. Go into finance and ask my parents to pay. What? You just climbed? All right, you've been added to the list. All right, my son is called Framed My Dad. Second name guilty. Just planning ahead for the future. You know, it's good to have a scapegoat. I'll name the second child scapegoat. I'm minus two grand. Oh, sweet Jesus. How come lead actor comes up immediately for this person? My last episode, I tried the whole time to become an actor and it wasn't coming up. A porn set janitor. That's related to film. Exorcist. That would be so good. Good murder people on behalf of the church. They're very good at covering up crimes. All right, let's see. Who are we going to kill here? Cat's already dead. My dad's in a gang, so I think I'll go for the mom first. Oh, she did just give me 18 bucks though. That's a lot more than two. I'm going to kill my dad. He died. Okay, great. Your father passed away. He was murdered. Shhh. I tend the funeral. Okay, good. I didn't get caught. This is all to a great start. I think people just don't care about murder in Ireland. It's time to vaccinate your son, Framed My Dad. And now it's another way of murdering. Your mother is a friend who works at discount health and get you a job there as a junior financial analyst. I definitely kill the right parent. God, I'm making every right decision so far. You hear your girlfriend knee of call out another man's name while having sex. What will you do? Oh, forgive and forget, but then murder her. Oh, Jim Pickens is my friend. Honestly, they're very similar, so I can understand. They probably bond over this. You hit your girlfriend knee of over her head with a stick that you found. She died. I'm getting away with murder like literally every time. While at the gym, you met a female named Grace Edwards, age 18. Yeah, ask her on a date. She rejected you and called me a jack wagon. What the hell is a jack wagon? I don't know, but I'm offended. You've been handcuffed and taken into Irish custody. You got the wrong guy. It was my son framed my dad and I lost my job. This is bad. I attempt to wait. Actually, appeal my sentence first. I don't have enough money for anyone. Oh, sweet Jesus escaping and this is hard. Oh, sugar. Okay, feckin run, feckin run. There you go. Escaped frame my dad. You framed me. Club them. I clubbed everyone. Okay, he died. You had sent back to prison for 154 years. I escaped for a day to club my son and then I just get immediately put back in. This looks easy. Just feckin run for the door. Look at that. I'm out. They put me in the lowest security prison ever. It's got a literal revolving door at the front. Okay, quick. While I'm out, who can I murder? Jim Peckins is the competition, but I have a feeling that that could go wrong, like I could end up dying. Should I try and leave the country? Was that be a good idea? Where doesn't have the death penalty? I'm just going to try Serbia. Damn it. All right, emigrate illegally. Shit, I got caught. You've been deported. Oh, shh. Okay. Resist arrest. 210 years. You're supposed to be soft on crime. Soft. All right, look at him. He's blocking the feckin entrance. Like, feck off. Okay, run past him. Run past him. Wait, I'm actually going past him for a second there. Oh, now I'm depressed again. I'm getting out of here. Look at this. Just feckin run. Like, you're definitely not supposed to be able to get out like that. It makes my job a whole lot easier, though. My job being murder. I need some cash. Maybe I could burgle someone first. Professional athlete. Oh, feckin hell, he's going to be fast, isn't he? Oh, this might have been a mistake. Steal his teddy bear. Oh, I got caught by his poodle. All right, I got away with it at least. Can I kill him? I might try killing my mom. Maybe I'll get some inheritance. I always club people. I just love clubbing. I'm really hip. You try to hit your mother over the head with a stick. She called the police. Mom, why the betrayal? Watch this. I can outrun anyone except that poodle. This guard, not a prop. Okay, never mind. Oh, hold on. No, never mind that. Hold on. Stop. No, stop. You notice some fiending meth heads slurping at the wounds of a freshly imprisoned tweaker. What lead? A vomit on their faces. Give me really hard jail cells to escape from. Okay, I just about did it. All right, mom, where are you? A random troll. No, no, no. That could be me. All right, let's try clubbing my mom again. She called the police. How hard is it to hit someone with a stick? She died. Yes. I got sent back to prison for 2,563 years. Wait, while exhausted in an overcrowded cell, you realize you will have to share a bed with another inmate if you want to lie down. This is a risky move. Which will you choose? I think the tax evaders probably safest. I'm the danger here. They're locked in with me. Okay, I think I got to try and leave the country. This isn't going well. Let's try and go to Spain. Somewhere nice and warm. I love Spain. I got deported. I keep getting busted. How do I get out of here? I've got sent back to prison for 9,656 years. Oh God, like at what point did you just kill him? He just keeps escaping and they don't even seem like they're really attempting to keep him locked up. Like, he just keeps running out the door. Okay, on the subreddit, it seems like if you get a sex change, you might be able to get out of there. Okay, who is willing to give me a sex change? I can't afford it. Is there any budget option? There is. That's a bit cheaper. 18,000. I can probably save up enough for that. Or I could do the lottery. I didn't win. It's like the worst plan ever to get away with a merger. You keep doing the lottery until you win the jackpoint, get a January assignment surgery, and then emigrate illegally. Honestly, maybe you should just buy a boat. Okay, I've wasted over a thousand euros trying to win the lottery. I think it might not be the way to go. But yet, here I am still doing it. I can't get myself to stop. I keep just thinking one more try and I just keep going. Okay, yeah, this is like two grand at this point. So I'm just going to do it once more and then I'm going to stop. Not including that one. That was a practice. Okay, yeah, stopping. Okay, that's like two grand gone. Okay, this plan was bad. Oh dear, dear, dear. Right, a farmer. Come on, I could, I could be a farmer. Why am I disclosing my criminal record? Exorcist, come on, please. Oh yes, the church forgives. Yes, I got hired. I'm no longer suffering from depression. I've been handcuffed. Come on, church, protect me. This is like your specialty. Great, now I'm in prison for 19,314 years, but I have enough money for a sex change. I'm out. All right, sex change, quick, quick, quick. I want a sex change I wanted done today and I wanted done cheap. It was botched. Well, shit. Can I sue them? Okay, I'm going to need to find money before I can sue them. Let's do the lottery and hope we can win that. Shit. All right, I'm feeling murdery. Killed my brother with a club. They'll never know it was me. He died. I got a referral from a friend. The only friend I have is Jim Pickens. God, he's good at what he does. Oh my God, I keep getting arrested. 39,000 years. Oh my God, I actually got out pretty well there. I figured it out by accident. Usually I just brute force my way just to hit in the bottom. Maybe I should try and get to the middle one. I just, I want enough money. Yeah, if I could get a hundred thousand, this would be pretty good. I might be able to actually leave the country. Okay, I got a job as a janitor. Oh, mailman offered me some Adderall. Just my postcards, please. You got to stop doing this. No, I'm taking it. You witness a pothead drinking and driving. Let's just stay out. Jesus Christ, do not get involved. I'm just trying to stay out of jail. Fucking hell, what was that? A cockatoo. Yeah, keep it as a pet. You need to give your new male cockatoo a new name, dinner. All right, I saved a bit of money from being a janitor. Now I'm going to do the lawsuit. You can't think of anyone to sue. Did they die or something? All right, look, go to the other doctor and get a gender reassignment. I can go back to the same one. Yeah, go for it. Then if they botch it, I'll just sue them. Oh, they were successful this time. I guess that works too. I'm going to change my name to Supernaut. So it's Supernaut guilty. I'm now female. I am now Supernaut guilty. All right, let's say I'm a crazy. You were caught sneaking into Thailand. Well, I'm in jail for 77,000 years. I'm starting to think I'm never going to get out of the country, so I might just murder someone. Jim Pickens, you're up next. He died. Okay, this is definitely fiction because I would have lost that fight. I hid my best friend Jim over his head with a stick that I found. He died. Find someone to love. Let's just see. Dating app and now kill her. She died. It's been a good year. That's two kills under the belt. Maybe I could be a warm picker. I just want something that won't give me into the police. Yes. Okay, I got a job. Oh my God. Dinner keeps attacking me. He clawed my breast. I'll fucking eat his breast. How do I kill him? I could sell him. How much money do I get? 1,300. Yeah, fucking hell sell him. Be good to him. No, fucking eat him if you want. I don't care. I got arrested. Jesus Christ. Let's get some more surgery. Facelift maybe? It was botched. I'm going to sue you. Oh my God. My health is 1%. Jesus Christ. Look for 100,000 and just the cheapest people, please. You lost. Well, in fact, my happiness is zero. My health is one and my looks is zero. Well, time to kill. The only thing that seems to go well in my life, there we go. He died and I got sent back to prison for 312,000 years. But yet this is the jail they put me in where I could just walk out. My happiness went up a good chunk after that murder though. Rob a little old lady. Oh God. Oh God. Trying to rob as much stuff as I can. Oh no. Oh, it's like fucking Pac-Man. Oh my God. Look at all these people. Get a murdering. It's always with a club. I don't know how they don't catch me. Okay, they caught me. All right, I need to kill that person who handed me in. How dare she do that? Yes, she died. Perfect. And I only got sent back to prison for 2.5 million years. I could become an escort with 0% looks. I got denied. I wonder why. You were concerned because your best friend, Kate's use of heroin is spiraling out of control. Let her continue abusing it. Just another way of murdering her really. While picking worms at work, your boss asked you to stick your hand inside a deep hole to try and grab some worms. And can you show me how? A butcher? Can I use a club? Facking bunions. I get bunions every single play through. I hate getting bunions. Makes me angry. Yes. Another successful kill. Jesus Christ, 999 million years in prison. Nightlife. Go clubbing. I love clubbing. Humiliated. The bouncer won't let you into the club. Oh, wrong type of clubbing. Murder it is then. I just want to go fucking clubbing. Do they keep just doubling my prison sentence? What is this? My last friend. I got to get rid of them. She called the police on me. Is that what a friend would do? I'm coming for you now, friend. There we go. She died. And I've sent back to prison for what? 1.5 billion years? Is that it? What the hell? Okay, I just walked right by him. He just came right up to me and he was like, you haven't seen any prisoners trying to escape, have you? I mean, it can't be you. You're super not guilty. Look at how long this takes just to go into the activities menu. I don't know is it trying to calculate like how many years I'm supposed to be in prison for or what it is? Well, this has never happened before and it's taking so long. I just have to click it and then just sit here and wait. There we go. Oh my God. Why did I do that? Without even thinking, it took so fucking long to load. I forgot what I was going in there for and I just did the lottery and that was over like that and now I have to wait again. How do I keep making friends? I don't want any friends. Yes. Okay. They're all gone. Bad time to realize that I start every video and hey, they're friends. You should be scared right now. Why do you want to be my friend? Murder. There we go. She's dead. And I got sent back to prison for I'm not even going to try and read that. Okay. This is taking so long. I think I actually have to close it and I'm going to try and reopen it and just hope I don't lose my person because the super not guilty is doing super well in life. All right. We're back and that took fucking ages. That legit took like half an hour to load up again. So I think we're kind of screwed. Also, the lighting might have changed much like me. It was a happy accident. I think it actually made it better. I'm a bit worried about this person because every option takes so long to load that I don't feel like we can live out the rest of their life. Honestly, I think I'd die before they would. What if I just go on vacation and just don't come back? Okay. How come I can get there? No problem of one vacation. Just stay there. Jesus Christ. This is taking so damn long. I think my final victim has to be me. At least then I'll go down in history as the person that killed the worst serial killer ever. I'll be famous. All right. I killed another person. I'm hoping they'll go to jail and I'll just like start a riot or something and get myself killed. Because honestly, the jail menu isn't too bad. I think because there's not as many options, but in the normal menu, I'm just out here getting depression. And to be honest, I don't blame them. Okay. I have tuberculosis. I'm definitely going to die. All right. It took like 20 minutes when I'm in prison. Thank God. They're been so happy to be in prison for seven billion years. I think I just do my time and then get out and retire in Florida. I died. And I just died immediately. That's like karma coming back like in real life to get me for stuff I did in a game. Even the dead screen took so long to load. Oh, well, it's probably better off that they're just dead. Well, I guess we'll leave it there. It wasn't such a happy ending, but I guess we caused a lot of bad endings along the way as well. So it all evens out. I really hope you enjoyed the video. I know I did. I really, really love playing bit life. So if you want to see more, do let me know in the comments. I appreciate you watching as always. I feel very, very fortunate that so many of you support me the way you do. And I hope to see you next time. Bye for now.