Binks wrote:Do you understand what Larping means? I think the word you are looking for is role play and role playing.
Second how many times do I have to tell you. In order for you to get your money back. You must first pay Pay Master Paul the money you owe. I've talked to Candy Queen all day about this and he agree'd with me. He's is also going to be probably kicked out of the Tribe because you can't stop. So that's just one more person quitting the game because of you.
Well it's live so Larp away.
Like I said, everyone else but you said thanks for the quick cash and we'll get it back to you. I'll never see it, so role-play away with PmP.
This is exactly why everyone thinks Wishy's in the Tribe KK. Because you keep saying it.
Darwoth wrote:your inability to accept that the candy folks are pks/raiders instead of white knights and all of the message board antics that ensued as you went through various stages of denial is precisely WHY a bunch of people got killed.
with your merchant status on roanoke (assuming you do not just give all your money away as a habit) you could easily get a character pushing 500 stats, you could buy the boards from martinuzz to **** out 15% - 20% humus and build numerous 300 stat characters for free.
why not gather a few from your "thousands of kins" and make an anti pk guild to combat the candy crew? a fresh injection of war and strife would get many times more people logging on than standing around town handing out kins and "advice"
point is you and everyone else on that server have the ability to resist and yet do nothing but cry on the boards, then act amazed when the wolves get bored and eat people.
I probably could. I've got 30 alts full of 80+ hummus and plenty of seeds, but you'll notice that none of my goals included getting a 500 stat guy. I never wanted to PvP or kill anyone or raid. I wanted some high skilled guys and I wanted to map. Now, it's too late. The Candy Gang has thousands of hummus and multiple high end alts.
jorb wrote:(jwhitehorn) you are an ungrateful, spoiled child
As the river rolled over the cliffs, my own laughing joy was drowned out by the roaring deluge of the water. The great cataract of Darwoth's Tears fell over and over endlessly.