Why didn’t anyone tell me…

<daveb> or maybe I’ll just leave things alone and play video games instead <nate> <nate> always a good solution <daveb> sat down last night to play some Gran Turismo and fell asleep BEFORE THE GAME STARTED., <nate> the load screen always takes a long time <daveb> Dave Barry has a fun article something about The [...]

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[12:20] daveb: They should put coroners in MMOs [12:21] hlin: heehee [12:24] daveb: you could totally do it too. coroners clean up humanoid bodies in exchange for money provided by the government. get a police class that would be responsible for catching anyone that slays a humanoid and put them in jail (logs them off [...]

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Any resemblence to people, online or off, is intentional, but not meant to be offensive, and is definitely not accurate to their playstyle or personality. I rather like this one because it lets off some of my frustration with email spammers.—– Elar was brought out of his sleep today as so many others in profound [...]

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For lo, Christmas came to Camelot. And it came to pass in the city of David a babe was born, being Christ the Lord. And in Emain Macha, angels did come to visit the farmers in their fields. And the chief of the angels did descend with his companions and did approach the farmers in [...]

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“CALL TO ARMS! CALL TO ARMS! Relic in danger! Get to the frontiers!” Elar wakes from his bed to shouts of confusion and dissention. Someone is riding a horse through the village and waking people up. “CTA! Tell your alliances! Everyone to Renaris!” Elar sits up on the side of the bed and wipes his [...]

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Elar awoke in the darnkess, wondering how far he had fallen. The skeletons did not pursue them into the hole. Jirkkin was sitting on the floor not moving, staring into the wall. “bio afk,” said Jirkkin. “Pardon?” asked Elar. Jirkkin didn’t respond. Elar walked closer and waved his hands in front of Jirkkin but there [...]

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A loud crack, the sound of shattering bones, and a pixie drops to the ground. Elar holds his position for a moment to be sure and then drops his staff to a more relaxed position. It’s now covered in pixie blood, which is only slightly red and slippery as butter. This staff is going to [...]

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Not so long ago Elar jumpedfully formed into the world, not remembering his past and not aware of his present. As he came to himself, he was holding a trimmed branch and facing a kindly old gentleman in what appeared to be a run-down abbey. “Can I help you?” asked the man. “/level 30″ said [...]

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