The only reason I’m putting the type of this entry as General is because I had enough not-bad experiences to counter the single crappy experience I incurred not too long ago. Behold! My horrible, horrible luck. I had a 82 attack Golden Crow, 4 60%’s, and 2 10%’s. Only two 60%’s work. So now I’m stuck with an 86 attack Golden Crow with one slot left, and I am disappointed at myself. Well, a bit more at Maple for bestowing upon me this trash, but overall, I’m irked. read more

Leveling, of course! Level 57, chumps, and to commemorate it, I got some cash shop items! 10 dollars worth, to boot. I managed to stop by Target and pick up a 10 dollar Nexon game card and hid it from every other customer until I reached the checkout and bought it, in which I promptly stuck it in my pocket. Do not worry, I will not be spared the ridicule of purchasing NX, but it does save some public shame. read more

Let’s see, how should I start this. Hrm, I know. Hello.

Welcome to another lackluster entry by Jagdpanzer. bANGx is off raiding some monsters on WoW, so expect entries pertaining to me (Jagdpanzer) and me (Jagdpanzer). Now, updating every level is the norm for me, but I felt like taking a risk and updating while still on level 52. Let us review over a few things that have occurred since the last entry. read more

First of all, allow me to inform right off the bat that I am level 52. Yes, fifty two. It’s not that fun since I am eight levels away from 60. This brings up an interesting paradox: every ten levels bring both happiness and sadness. The happiness portion borrows from the obvious fact that one equips a multitude of new weapons and armours, and it’s just nice and peachy to have reached the goal. Unfortunately, the downside is that you are ten levels away from one’s next goal, and it seems almost daunting to get another ten levels. Oh well, at least I am only eight levels away from 60! read more

Gentlemen! Behold! Level 50!

I have succeeded in thrusting into the hole that is labeled “The Level 50 Club”. Thanks be to my long, hard efforts into strutting my good self into the party. It has taken me nearly a year to reach this level, but I’ve trained my ass for a while and I’ve come to bear the fruits of my labor. And to commemorate level fifty, I’ve consummated a orgy of items to clad myself in (and hold close to my body like a certain male-specific organ because of repressed childhood desires, thanks Dr. Freud). read more

Inept at freaking uploading a picture. Or perhaps he’s gifted at deleting whole blog entries? You decide.

And since we’re both not going to restate the awesomeness that has been bestowed upon us by my pink attire, this will be a mostly short, and meaningless entry.

Or is it? TRA LA LA LA LA.

bANGx here, I deleted the blog because MMO is made of fail and AIDs. I hope you all die. read more

Oh, ho ho ho. I seemed to have leveled to level 46. Ah hah hah hah. Man, that was probably the lamest level of them all. That is, until I type up this exact same post about leveling from 46 to 47. Disregarding that, my totally awesome new computer has decided to be a jerk and die on me. I did not give it permission to die on me, and I will give it strict disciplining when I revive it. read more

Note: I am Tony and I endorse this message. Vote Tony/James ’08 for President of Asia.

Tony and I went on an adventure.

Garden of Red was the destination.

We get there; do our thing; then… it happens: Morons.

Some Hunter shows up, and ruins Tony’s floor space. It decides to climb up, and ruin my Platform space. His Assassin buddy shows up. Talking ensues, so the bowman chills out on ruining mine and Tony’s areas. After a bit, I notice they keep going down to Tony’s spot, and messing up Tony’s rhythm. read more

I played a Lvl 110 Hermit today.

I must say, I don’t have much to look forward to.

Pretty much only Avenger entertained me.

kbye

I had a failure PQ party last night.

I don’t know how many attempts to get in I waited around for since I played PS2 the whole time.

I failed Tony and Kristie. I suck, I know.

KBYE

Yea James, you dissapointed me. I mean, we’re just waiting around… waiting for you go come home from your diarrhea inducing Mexican dinner, and what happens? You go off with another friend? Is this the kind of commitment I should now expect from you? Clever lies and deceit spew from your heretic mouth! Perhaps the PQ failed miserably because you weren’t there! read more