| Aug. 6th, 2006 @ 11:18 pm The smell of bots in the air... |
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Now that is a decent story. Not mocking the story one bit(told by a Dep player)...but this is the LOA version of it if it were to be told by me.
"The air is thick with the smell of fresh flowers, ents and fairy dust."
The smell of bots is all around me, them taking all the ingredients while I stand there wondering what to do.
"The sun shines down upon all of Aden but nowhere is more beautiful than my home, the Elven Forest. I stand near Mother Tree drinking in her sweet healing powers. The fairies gaily play about me, and I smell the air, now sweet with the nectar of the flowers in full bloom."
With the morning sun shining I stand near my home, the mother tree. As the tree dies slowly from all the bots sucking its powers and rottening away its sweet healing powers away...I try to comfort myself under one of its few remaining branches.
"It is a new beginning for me, a new spring. I will not fail this year."
How many more bots will I see 52+ this year? I indeed will fail, but they will not.
"I will find the lost cavern, the place where I first met him. He stood tall and his figure was dark but I knew he was filled with the light of good."
I will find the elven dungeon. I will find my friend 000000009880908. But with everyone having similar names it may take forever to find him through this hideous cavern full of bots.
"A crippled deer lay at his feet, and I watched anxiously from the shadows. The deer was dying, yet he waved his magic staff and behold the deer stood, strong and steady."
Dead mops everywhere. I keep ressing them in hoping that as the bots keep running back to fight off this deer...then perhaps I will find 000000009880908.
"I had heard of these humans who made magic from articles of our realm. They could cast powerful magic for either good or evil.I feared them, and yet … with him I had no fear.He saw me, but only the quickest glimpse, for I ran back to my forest."
I have heard rumors of these humans who are programmed to kill all day and gather all these articles that cast powerful magic. I feared them because the evil one known as "Ebay" is where all these articles end up.
"Perhaps this spring was another new beginning for me, a chance to meet a human. Why would I want to though?"
More and more bots, more and more expensive items...why would I want to keep playing though?
"Ah, my old foe curiosity was rearing her playful head. Perhaps I should seek this human or others like him and judge for myself. I will ask Mother. She will know what to do."
Maybe I should just go ahead and install these bot hacks and cheats.
"The ents will protect me and provide me with fresh twigs and fruit. The Pans will aide me in fending off any foe I may encounter. The other guardians will watch over me as I sleep, laying deep in the moss fills glades of the forest."
I try punching the ents, but they are always empty of fresh twigs and fruit...teleporting away as the botters drain them more and more. The other guardians will not watch over me as they are too drained to even move.
"Each day is anew with many wonders for me to see, to feel, to hear, and to smell. I lay still listening to the night of the forest with the gentle breeze embracing me."
Each day I report to support and they provide me with various excuses...trying to embrace me with their lies.
"Is this the way you feel when you are embraced by another. I must find out........."
Does NC also mock you with their rediculous excuses and no results? I must find out........... |
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