TOPIC: [SSRP] Leaderboards Appeal

In ZARP’s streets where roleplay thrives,
Where players build their pixel lives,
There lurks a shadow, cruel and sly—
An exploit crawling, creeping by.

They call it Cheadleware, a name
That whispers low like shameful flame.
It bends the rules, distorts the game,
And leaves the server scorched with blame.

A duped gun here, a glitchy ride,
Invisible while others died,
The cheater laughs, alone, unseen,
But rips apart what fun had been.

No challenge left when skills are faked,
No pride in raids so cheaply taken,
No joy in fights that never test—
Just hollow wins and friends forsaken.

The new folks leave, the old ones sigh,
Admins groan and question why.
The server cracks beneath the strain
Of code abused for selfish gain.

So hear this call, you would-be kings
Who toy with exploits, pull the strings:
True power lies in fair, clean play—
Not scripts that steal the game away.

Let Cheadleware be cast aside,
Let honor be your truest guide.
For ZARP can shine when we agree
To play with heart—and integrity.