Liek. Hi.

I might actually make a BLOG for once. Shock horror. o_o

I’m sick at home today with a slight headache, a runny nose and an aching throat. Guess what? Being sick is the suck. Especially when you’re going to go ice-skating on Sunday. But anyway, enough with the random tangents…

Recently, I started a Warrior on Scania, to meet up with one of my IRL friends who has a Cleric. I’m planning to become a Spearman, because, y’know: Spearman with HB + Cleric with Heal = Mass Ownage. My little Shedemai, or Sheddy for short, has been wandering around Newb Island delivering death to all manner of molluscs and funghi infecting the Island. Being a Warrior-newb is really liberating. It’s kinda thrilling to watch yourself 1-hit those blue snails which tormented you as a little lvl7 magician with 4 str and a bucket of Int that’s all but useless until your job advance. On Maple Island, brawn > brains. Or at least, that’s the impression I’m getting.

Even if lvl7 Rydelle, my island-supernoob-to-be, has more str.

But hush. x_o

There’s one thing I can say about Allamar’s newbhood, besides it being painful and plagued with frequent death, and that’s that it wasn’t plagued by the Super Megas. These things could seriously inspire me to go on a mad rampage of DOOM. Already I’ve seen 10 or so demanding GMs to ban so-and-so, advertising hack and scam sites, and wishes for a pixelated partner. Well. Isn’t that cheery. People haven’t gotten stupider, they’ve just been given more of an opportunity to express it. So, ignoring my soul’s pleas to whisper some of these people with snarky comments of the Allamar variety, I made my merry way to the Dangerous Forest and proceeded to kill me some mush for Biggs, wondering all the time what that man needs all that stuff for. My twisted little mind went into overdrive before I knocked myself unconscious on the wall. Or at least, AFKed so I could eat lunch.

Upon my return. Or maybe my awakening into consciousness. Whichever. I found that…well, Sheddy was dead, and I resolved to thoroughly check platforms for snail infestations before entrusting my newb to them. So I revive myself into Amherst, sell my snail shells at the pot shop, and Alt-Tab out to continue writing this blog. When I Alt-Tab back in, Sheddy is fully healed and we set out for some pleasant, old-fashioned training. Only to find that in my zeal I sold all the blue snail shells as well. Which I needed. Oh, bugger.

So I go, killinate another few hundred snails for Mr Biggs, and silently wish that I wasn’t so stupid. In vain, naturally. I happen to receive a Razor, wonder why I have such bad luck, and pay Shanks. After mocking him a bit, of course. I get to Vic, bring Sheddy to lvl10, and pay my 120 mesos…TO PERION.

After my job advance, I purchase a spear, to find that I have insufficient mesos for armour. Oh well. I’ll just wander around looking weird, a newb with a spear. Now to go get a few quests, and possibly make firewood of a few walking plants. Well, I proceeded to kill things happily until the server check interrupted my decimation spree. So I signed off, peacefully, to finish this blog, and possibly do some homework.

|m|(._.) Peace out, dudes. I have pictures. They are linked because they are huge. And possibly broken.

EDIT: I spelt ‘edit’ as ‘eidt’. Anyway, you know you’re in trouble when the throat lozenges you’re taking begin looking like Orange Pills from Ludi. ._. Too much Maple for meh.

EDIT1: Whoa, this random piece of crud frontpaged. Anyway, I’m in the Southern Hemisphere and it’s winter here, just to clear up any confusion. Not cold enough to warrant actually going outside, though, we’re going to an indoor rink.

P.S. The next chapter of Bandit’s Sin will be out. Tonight. Possibly tomorrow. Depends what timezone you’re in.