Grey Wolves of Norrath | ![]() |
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Part 1: d00d sow plz |
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The Rules |
So there I was.....minding my own business in The Overthere, when all of a
sudden I see the message: "d00d sow plz".
Of course, my natural instinct was not to answer, since I thought the clueless newb (hereafter referred to politely as "the petitioner") must have been poorly informed at best. Boy was I ever wrong. I switch out of 1st person into an external camera, and what did my wandering eyes behold? Only myself and the petitioner. So I says to myself...."Self? You need to edumacate this fella!" (Keep in mind what the overall setting looked like: There I was, in skeleton form, carrying a scythe, FLOATING IN MIDAIR IN A MEDITATING POSITION, with a LARGE dark-brown skeleton named "Gibober" standing behind me. Ummm....No, skippy, I'm not a druid or a shaman.) |
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I say "Wish I could, bro, but I don't have SoW. I'm a Necromancer." The Petitioner says, "$#*&@#$ sow me already! it's for a cr" Feeling as if my feathers had been ruffled a bit, I do a "/who all dumb*%^" (um..pardon..I meant "/who all petitioner") This is where I discovered the "/who all" bug. Certainly it must have been a bug, right? There's NO WAY IN CREATION the dumb...err...petitioner could have been a level 31 Dark Elf Wizard, right???? RIGHT????? /em begins to cry like a little girl. Well, needless to say, I couldn't have been any more shocked than if my pet began dancing an Irish Jig. I quickly begin the arduous task of maintaining my composure, while deciding how best to deal with this tricky situation. I say, "Necromancer's can't cast SoW". Petitioner says, "@#*%@#$%! you cast a spell while you were running and you sped up! i couldn't catch you until you sat down! if you're not going to sow me just say so you dont have to be a *^*# about it (I know, he didn't use any punctuation in that last sentence.) I say, "I have JBoots." He says, "what are they" Before I have a chance to pick my chin up off the floor....
Petitioner asks, "can you buff my hps my hp sux"
Ok. Time to have fun with the hopelessly clueless.
I say, "Why do you need a sow?"
Apparently he found the "question mark" key conveniently located nearby other
various and sundry communication facilitators.
Having an IQ greater than plantlife, I sensed a pattern forming.
I say, "You are NO WHERE near Burned Woods."
He says, "?"
He says, "so where the @#$% is burned woods" He lost the question mark button again. Probably popped off when he was sniffing his feet. I say, "Well, THIS week it's south of Freeport. It changes with every patch, since they began randomizing zone locations." My guild is hysterical at this point. And I haven't even told them the ENTIRE story yet. Just snippets. He says, "@#$% i just got off the boat"
I say, "You don't need the boat."
I say, "I did a /wh...nevermind....the important thing is you have
teleportation spells."
I say, "Yep. The 'green ones'. Pretty nice how you have them grouped by color."
Question mark key is on the ground in front of your chair, guy. Mixed in with your collection of boogers. I say, "It's going to put you within spitting distance of Burned Woods." He says, "how do you know"
I say, "All patch messages come with a zone connection map."
I say, "Ok. You have it memmed now?" He had just stood up after what I assumed was meditating/looking at his spell book. He says, "yeah" I say, "Ok. Cast the spell and let me know when you get there." Dumba...errr....Petitioner begins to cast a spell. A LONG time goes by.....ok, maybe 5 minutes I still haven't heard from him. Getting curious: I tell petitioner, "Are you there yet?" No reply. No reply at all. [Yes, I'm a Genesis fan... ] Obviously he's there, or my tell wouldn't have gone through. I tell petitioner, "Hit the 'r' key to reply to me." He replies, "i'm here now where do i go." Right idea....wrong punctuation mark. Oh well. "C" for effort.
I tell petitioner, "Ok, do you see a hotkey on the screen that says 'Sense
Heading'?"
It was a guess, but an educated one.
I reply, "Ok, you need to head east along the path. Keep going until the path
turns north. When it forks to the right,take the right fork."
Who knows, maybe the guy who sold his account on Ebay worked his Felwithe faction up.
He replies, "sumbody told me i shouldnt be here cause i'm a dark elf"
Priceless. Utterly priceless, I tell you.
Yeah...damned conscience started kicking in. A fairly long period of time passes. Not sure how long, but longer than I was expecting.
I tell petitioner, "What happened?"
I reply, "Oh man! Did I tell you to run east or west?"
I reply, "Yikes. My bad. You should have run west."
I reply, "So where are you now?"
I reply, "Look right after you see 'Loading please wait'. It should tell you
'You have entered [zone]'."
After smacking my head against my monitor.... I reply, "What does it say in place of [zone]?". Get this.... He replies, "Burning Woods" I nearly fell out of my chair! I couldn't have PLANNED it that way! He replies, "is that the same as burned woods" I reply, "No, but you're close. Start running south so you can get your corpse back." He replies, "i have to get my corpse back?????" /ignore petitioner Moral of the story: EBay...Just Say No! Out of sheer curiosity, I took him off ignore later to find out what happened. I tell petitioner, "How's it going?" He replies, "wt%? where you been" I reply, "been afk, sorry." He replies, "got my corpse back. some dude rezzed me." My conscience somewhat eased... I reply, "Really? Cool! Where are you now?" He replies, "iceclad ocean" I scratch my head a few times. I reply, "Why Velious?" He replies, "the guy that rezzed me told me burned woods was in western wastes this week" I don't recall exactly how long it took me to stop laughing. I stopped breathing shortly before my dog dialed 911. He replied, "@#$%&* wouldnt sow me either. what is that &*#$ gold?" That's what finally killed me. I'm writing this from the afterlife.
-ranmasan
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