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[LordSterben]

Circa-1999:
I was a paladin of the fifth season and my rusty sword glistened with the blood of hundreds of giant rats. With stalwart resolution, I attacked Boomba the Big with my Lay Hands before realizing that it was not an attack. Suddenly, my sphincter was ripped asunder by the ogre. "Paladins suck," I thought aloud before rolling a monk.

Now:
Sweat dripped from my brow as I approached the zone line. I knew that it was likely that stepping a cross that line would result in one of my blackouts. Time would stand still, my vision would go dark, and the words "You have been disconnected." Would flash before my third eye. Summoning my courage, I took the step and... <LINKDEAD>