Redefining Hate

More curses. BEWARE!

The more I play this game, the more intolerant of people I am. It’s simple, really. There are few people in this game I can tolerate. If you are literate and use common sense, I like you.

Call me up. ;D

Anyway, to the reason how I came to this realization.

I started a new character. I’ll eventually learn to stick to one character. As in the words of Chaoticx:

“You will never catch up to me like this.”

Maybe. Maybe not.

I was with Mastered Buffs, testing monsters before settling down at Bangs at level five.

… I mean Infinitex.

I can imagine this being quite strange and somehow awesome. Hell, I did. Yet, seems some of the people decided that they needed her more than I did. Flocks of noobs wanting my assist’s arms, legs, soul, etc. Now, maybe a noob or two being buffed by her I can stand.

But when it gets to the point that not even I get to be assist, I am going going to hurt someone. It’s time to mark my territory.

No, I’m not going to pee on her. Thought about it, though.

As soon as the crowd dissapears, I go back to training, though there seems to be a line of people that I can’t see. I say this because I can’t get halfway through one before another one running up, needing buffs.

I’ve had enough.

MizzKatie>> i need a rebuff
Billant>> Your buffs are still there. Go away.
MizzKatie>> rebuff
Infinitex>> Your buffs are fine.

So, she runs off.

At first, I was calm about it.

Noob>> buff plz
Billant>> Go away.
Noob>> buuuufffff (Repeats)

Taunting.

Noob>> buff pliz
Billant>> **** off.
Noob>> buff pliz
Billant>> Are you retarded? She’s not going to. Go away.

Violent.

Noob>> buff plix
Billant>> I WILL ****ING STAB YOU. GO THE HELL AWAY

Giving up.

Noob>> buuuuffffffffff
Billant>> /say Infinitex **** it, I give up. I’ll just ignore him and hope he goes away.

Eventually, the crowd from before returns wanting rebuffs. I’m pissed as it is. Now it’s spammy and I’m on the verge of an anneurism.

(Endless spam of buff begging.)
Billant>> SHE’S MINE GOD DAMN YOU. MINE! YOU AREN’T GETTING BUFFS NOW GO THE HELL AWAY BEFORE I- <Insert blinding rage imduced threats here.>

If anything, I think the game saw I needed some time alone. Because I was disconnected.

Though, for a brief instance, I was happy. No one bothered us.

Fast-forward to today.

I am at giggles. Level twenty-seven. My assist has gone to take a break. As a low level, I have one tactic with her.

No matter what level, as long as I am doing decent damage, I’m killing it. This, however, puts stress on my assist. Takes half a minute to kill? So? I get three percent from it. **** off.

Anyway, I am at Giggleboxes. I had my stick out, throwing out my almost mastered haste wherever needed. Though, I have no food. With my assist, I have no need for it. Plus, as I level, it’s only going to be thrown out because it becomes useless as I level.

I’m being very cautious for aggros. Nevertheless, one spawns on me. I die.

No problem, right? Plenty of assists around. One of them must know ressurection. No problem.

So, I lay there. Sometimes asking for a ressurection.

And I wait. As I sit and watch people kill, I notice the assists around are one of two things:

1. Don’t speak English. But comeon, I’m pretty sure if I’m lying on the ground saying your username, youknow what I am asking for.
2. Barely in range. Really, how do I get their attention?

Soon, my blood starts to boil. The foreign assist keeps getting closer and closer, yet hasn’t even seemed to acknowledge me.

Eventually, I am ressurected by someone. Not sure who. But good. I had a feeling I was going to lose what little of my patients were left.

First thing I do: Run. Distance myself from them.

Unfortunately, as I distance myself from them, I near-

Lovely. Now I’m dead again. With no assists around. So, I wait. Eventually, an assist runs over me.

OVER ME

****ING OVER ME

Luckily, a guild member ran over to help me out.

I got on my board and flew away this time, since my assist was back.

I gave a quick warning to my fellow guild members:

“Those that wish to keep your kneecaps in one piece, don’t piss me off.”

That’s my story, unfortunately.

9 thoughts on “Redefining Hate”

  1. Gimme noob armor, and a noob stick next time. x.x;; Maybe that’ll work. >_>; Sneak off and give you the power buffs, then go back to fighting, as if I have only heal. ;3

    Yeah, really, I have never seen so many noobs in my game play around me like that, it was about 5-6 of them. x.x;;

    Since v7, many assists are asses now, and don’t bother to put points on their res. -.-; Well, when they die, lets see them ask me for res. >:D

    Promise I’ll never leave you again. x.x;

  2. Chaoticx, any Bill Poster has res. And if they are a ring master, they better damn as well have it. So your wrong, and Lam’s right. People are just jerks. Now, back to my-,
    SON OF A #&@% I DIED!

    *watches various assist run around me*
    Urge to kill, rising,

  3. . . .

    My friend died when a giant mantis spawned on her.
    I shouted for an assist.
    Then I danced on her corpse.

  4. Yeah. Another downside about the v7 point system: No Assists want to spam skills randomly anymore. D:

    Then you could compare this with Maplestory, and have this whole angsty fest about disillusionment.

  5. Hate is such a strong word lammy.

    More like:

    “Dislike of their rawpe of the english language.”
    c:

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