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[Gaikan]

So I joined EQ shortly after the release of Velious, after much prodding from a friend of mine. He played a ranger and was early 30ish lvl when I created my first toon. I first created a human monk and that didn't last long since they are so GD blind (should be race specifically named Blind Ass Human Monk). Before I had abandoned the monk I was bitten by the EQ bug and was enthralled with the game.

My re-roll that I intended to be absolutely committed to was an Ogre Warrior. Of course I discussed this with my friend first. Initially I really liked the look of the Barbarian but, again, I was coerced into creating an ogre since they have much higher HP and stun immunity. So I ventured off into the world of Norrath and began my conquest to be the biggest baddest mo. fu. of a warrior I could be. I even ended up playing like a crack addict and eventually caught up in level with my friend before he reached 60. Getting that ugly, fat, tall, wide ogre to 60 was actually very much fun. But you could almost just look at that poor bastard and smell him he was so ugly.

In my blind fury of the race to catch my friend in level I ended up being broke all the time. Passing over dungeon running, I was almost always lacking in gear and times were hard. But that's what made it such a challenge. Not even having the cash for shrink potions or any gear with shrink made joining a group interesting as some times I'd be asked to go somewhere I'd not been before and when I finally got there for the first time I realized my fat ugly ass couldn't fit through the corridors and hallways. Frustration none the less sat in; and I decided what I needed was an item to fix this.

So being a dutiful tank for my friend any time he needed a tank. He was rather un-happy to hear that I'd be going on hiatus for approx. 3 weeks to farm the wood elf helm. I explained to him my only salvation for this fat, ugly, stinky, shittyness they call ogre tanking was to kill frogs till my eyes bleed (ykesha expansion). He finally agreed that it would help and he would even drop in and help from time to time. I was delighted at this news since I had no heals, no pots, no clicky gear, or anything to ease the pain of soloing as a warrior.

So I logged out and mentally prepared my self for what I expected to be quite an adventure. Again I was about to head somewhere I'd never gone. I went to allakhazams and did my research. I printed out maps and made notes. And by the time I logged in to start this trek I was fully prepared! At least that's what I thought.

So as I began to load up to the character selection screen, after entering my user name and password, I noticed something strange. My first thought was that I had created an oddly similar user name and password as someone else and had mistakenly typed it in error. So I quickly logged out and re-loaded the game just to be safe. Upon re-entry I carefully typed my user and pwd again making sure I made no miss-clicks this time. When I finally loaded up the screen for character selection again my heart fluttered. Then it began to pound in my chest. I blinked, things got kinda white and my skin felt prickly like when your feet fall asleep. I even started sweating, palms clammy and cold with my hands shaking I hit enter and began to load into the world.

This was the longest load into the world! It seemed like it took 15 minutes to load. With my heart racing and adrenaline pumping, my tunnel vision focused on a the most ugly ogre even I had ever seen. And I had to stare at my ogres ugly fat ass for months prior! But what my eyes were looking at I could not, at first, comprehend. He was pink...

I moved and hoped it was a glitch. I unequipped my gear hoping it was a glitch. I went to buy some cheap armor, cloth even .. anything to equip hoping it was a glitch. But alas there was another problem. I could NOT buy anything. Apparently even my platinum had disappeared.

I was close to a bank so I ran in and checked. My bank was empty too. Not just the platinum I had on the ogre! I had none on the ogre. I had none in the bank. I had my inventory cleared out as well.

At this point my shirt was clinging to my chest from the sweat. And my mind was finally realizing that I had nothing I could do except play this ugly thing to try and earn enough cash to dye my armor back.

Two days go by and I finally hear from my friend who I had been trying to get a hold of and share the horrible news of what had happened. When I answer the call I immediately hear laughter. Puzzled I asked what he was doing. Not answering my question he asks if I had played much recently; that he had been busy and couldn't log on but he had hoped my trek for my illusion item had began well. Laughter in his voice the whole time in those first few sentences, I started to put two and two together!

After some of my screaming and his laughing uncontrollably he explained all is well and it was nothing more than a joke. He had kept it all safe while I had my heart attack. Looking back we still laugh about the ugly pink stinky ogre. But at the time it defiantly was not what I could call even slightly humorous.

I hope you guys enjoy this true EQ story.

[Sasquatchsquad]

I started playing EQ in 2000 on Rallos Zek as a 11 year old kid cause my older brothers told me, "those other servers are for the wussies." Well hey, I was no wussy! Many a tales to be had from my 11 year old self on Rallos; most involve me crying IRL because I lost my crafted leggings or something, and then my brothers proceeding to tell all of Mistmoore in /ooc about it =/.

But this story is more about a legacy. On Rallos, me and my brothers played a lot of Gnomes; because Gnomes were good solo classes and Steamfont was the shit. Well, if you played Rallos between 2000-20001 and you hunted in Steamfont, you knew the name Zekette. Zekette was a female Gnome warrior, and she was an un-stoppable force at the time. I'm talking about everyone knew of her, died to her prolly, and new to keep a look out if you were in the same zone as her. Looking back at it, I am pretty sure she just had full crafted/2 short sword yek/55hp rings, nothing TOO crazy, but at the time, that gear was reallllly good.

She was relentless, and me and my brothers would constantly die to her. I remember one day though, watching my brother play, and there was a Gnome force of probably 6-7 people chasing her down. I remember excitingly watching from over my brothers shoulders, seeing her HP slowly dwindle as more and more upset Gnomes joined in the fight! Just as she was getting low, and I'm screaming at my brother to get the last hit, she just dies. =/ No one can loot her corpse either; it's just a cluster fuk of 10 gnomes spam clicking the corpse to no avail =(. "WADA HACKING BITCH OMG SHE HACKS PEITITON THIS NOW!" Turn's out she was using the ole pull your 55hp ring trick, but of course us noobs knew nothing of that at the time; so she was deff hacking.

Well, fast forward to like 2011 or something. One of my friends, who was part of this 2000 Rallos playing back in the day with us, was actually playing P99 in the commons area at his college. Some random person saw this, and walked up to my friend and began talking to him. Turns out this guy played EQ aswell! Turns out he also played on Rallos back in 2000! Turns out this guy was Zekette!!!...=/

The bane of mannnnyyy people's life was nothing more then an 13 year old kid at the time~~

[Gaikan]

So I joined EQ shortly after the release of Velious, after much prodding from a friend of mine. He played a ranger and was early 30ish lvl when I created my first toon. I first created a human monk and that didn't last long since they are so GD blind (should be race specifically named Blind Ass Human Monk). Before I had abandoned the monk I was bitten by the EQ bug and was enthralled with the game.

My re-roll that I intended to be absolutely committed to was an Ogre Warrior. Of course I discussed this with my friend first. Initially I really liked the look of the Barbarian but, again, I was coerced into creating an ogre since they have much higher HP and stun immunity. So I ventured off into the world of Norrath and began my conquest to be the biggest baddest mo. fu. of a warrior I could be. I even ended up playing like a crack addict and eventually caught up in level with my friend before he reached 60. Getting that ugly, fat, tall, wide ogre to 60 was actually very much fun. But you could almost just look at that poor bastard and smell him he was so ugly.

In my blind fury of the race to catch my friend in level I ended up being broke all the time. Passing over dungeon running, I was almost always lacking in gear and times were hard. But that's what made it such a challenge. Not even having the cash for shrink potions or any gear with shrink made joining a group interesting as some times I'd be asked to go somewhere I'd not been before and when I finally got there for the first time I realized my fat ugly ass couldn't fit through the corridors and hallways. Frustration none the less sat in; and I decided what I needed was an item to fix this.

So being a dutiful tank for my friend any time he needed a tank. He was rather un-happy to hear that I'd be going on hiatus for approx. 3 weeks to farm the wood elf helm. I explained to him my only salvation for this fat, ugly, stinky, shittyness they call ogre tanking was to kill frogs till my eyes bleed (ykesha expansion). He finally agreed that it would help and he would even drop in and help from time to time. I was delighted at this news since I had no heals, no pots, no clicky gear, or anything to ease the pain of soloing as a warrior.

So I logged out and mentally prepared my self for what I expected to be quite an adventure. Again I was about to head somewhere I'd never gone. I went to allakhazams and did my research. I printed out maps and made notes. And by the time I logged in to start this trek I was fully prepared! At least that's what I thought.

So as I began to load up to the character selection screen, after entering my user name and password, I noticed something strange. My first thought was that I had created an oddly similar user name and password as someone else and had mistakenly typed it in error. So I quickly logged out and re-loaded the game just to be safe. Upon re-entry I carefully typed my user and pwd again making sure I made no miss-clicks this time. When I finally loaded up the screen for character selection again my heart fluttered. Then it began to pound in my chest. I blinked, things got kinda white and my skin felt prickly like when your feet fall asleep. I even started sweating, palms clammy and cold with my hands shaking I hit enter and began to load into the world.

This was the longest load into the world! It seemed like it took 15 minutes to load. With my heart racing and adrenaline pumping, my tunnel vision focused on a the most ugly ogre even I had ever seen. And I had to stare at my ogres ugly fat ass for months prior! But what my eyes were looking at I could not, at first, comprehend. He was pink...

I moved and hoped it was a glitch. I unequipped my gear hoping it was a glitch. I went to buy some cheap armor, cloth even .. anything to equip hoping it was a glitch. But alas there was another problem. I could NOT buy anything. Apparently even my platinum had disappeared.

I was close to a bank so I ran in and checked. My bank was empty too. Not just the platinum I had on the ogre! I had none on the ogre. I had none in the bank. I had my inventory cleared out as well.

At this point my shirt was clinging to my chest from the sweat. And my mind was finally realizing that I had nothing I could do except play this ugly thing to try and earn enough cash to dye my armor back.

Two days go by and I finally hear from my friend who I had been trying to get a hold of and share the horrible news of what had happened. When I answer the call I immediately hear laughter. Puzzled I asked what he was doing. Not answering my question he asks if I had played much recently; that he had been busy and couldn't log on but he had hoped my trek for my illusion item had began well. Laughter in his voice the whole time in those first few sentences, I started to put two and two together!

After some of my screaming and his laughing uncontrollably he explained all is well and it was nothing more than a joke. He had kept it all safe while I had my heart attack. Looking back we still laugh about the ugly pink stinky ogre. But at the time it defiantly was not what I could call even slightly humorous.

I hope you guys enjoy this true EQ story.

[t0lkien]

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[atropo]

Well, I had an inkie cleric that I started on TZ. While I was lvling up in Lavastorm I ran into a necro and we quickly became a duo. Went spent hours every day killing everything in sight. This was before MANY of the necro nerfs at the time, and this necro and I used to take out some serious mobs that we should not have been able to kill.
After a while the necro nerfs started coming out. Lifetap no longer being able to hit a target of any level.. etc. I saw no correlation at the time, but continued to have fun with my friend.

After a while I decided to switch to a newer server, one where I could start fresh and do better. Time passed and I had no contact with my old necro friend until I was well into my epic camp in Naggy's lair. A GM named Abashi appeared and began messing with my friends who were hanging out with me. Monks were being morphed into Highelves, all sorts of tomfoolery followed.

As it turns out that necro that I grouped with for such a long time was Abashi's alt, and I am sad to say it but we were probably responsible for a lot of those necro nerfs (sorry necros). Either way it was quite a shock to me to have known him for so long and not known of his real identity. That was probably the most memorable night of my EQ career.

I'm not sure how well this compares to the rest of your stories, but I thought I would share it regardless. [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.]

Cheers to EQ folks, and all of those great memories.

[Ambrosie]

First of all sorry, my English is not my native language. Will try to keep it clear ;-)

It was around 2001/2002 and the whole story is about raid competition between guilds.

I was in a guild where we were the opposite of a zerg type guild. Our goal was to advance in Velious content with the minimum required people and so our raid force was mainly bellow 20 / 25 players. On the other hand, the concurrent guild was a zerg type of guild (no offence, everyone pick the way it prefers playing) and they never engage a target without being 50+ player in the zone.

The whole story happened in ToV zone and it was an unbelievable night which lead us to guild disband (which made me sad when it happened, but its great memory now).

So, like any raid night, our rangers were running over Velious content in order to check / track mob availability. This night, we found out that making NToV could be a great plan. My leader went to ToV and started to call for camp check. Our concurrent guild was already in ToV and because we had only 15 people of our guild logged at this time, they called WToV then NToV (considering that they will have time to finish WToV and move to NToV and kill Aaryonar).
As a side note: The "gentleman agreement" on my server was that the guild killing Aaryonar win the NToV camp.

My guild leader ordered that we all move to ToV in order to make NToV. He was pretty sure and confident in the fact that we could kill Aaryonar before our concurrent guild may think of it [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] He also told the other guild that they should move to NToV now if they don't want to lose the camp arguing that they could not pretend to call both WToV and NToV. They chose to stay in WToV because they didn't think we could gather our raid forces and kill Aaryonar in less than 1.30 / 2 hours.

The fact was that we were ready at ToV entrance in less than 15 min with the minimum required forces (according to my leader) to take NToV!! Problems started at this point with a hell of fu**** /shout and /ooc about camp stealth ;-). Both guilds were pissed at each other and we all had valuable arguments.

First problem was to go to Aaryonar fight spot. There is 2 main solutions: You clean the way to it or you log your mage for CoTH. Both were not the solution for us (no Mage and not enough time to clean before the concurrent guild set up all its players to the fight spot with their CoTH mages). So the plan was to let our main puller aggro everything from first part of NToV and bring the shit of it in EToV. I don't know how it did it (really), but it did and that was an amazing pull / train. Once everything was aggroed, we moved all our raid forces at Aaryonar fighting spot, the monk FD and "voila !” In less than 5 minutes all our raid force was ready to fight (we buffed the whole raid before moving in). 20 min laters we claimed the death of Aaryonar which according to gentleman agreement allowed us to have the full of NToV camp.

The concurrent guild was quite upset about it as this was breaking their night plan. So they decided to move to NToV and put all their players at entrance of NToV cave (the zone just after the aaryonar corridor). They were at the spot just waiting us wipping... This led us to be a bit nervous as we were still learning stuff in NToV.

The mess happened during our first named pull. The named was around 20% and we got trained by one of their monk... We tried to log cleric / save our ass... but the whole raid force wiped without any backup plan. I pass on the 2 hours crying / drama we have in NToV /ooc and /shout channel (both leader making petition ... etc). At some point, we called it a day and let NToV to them.
But one of our members told in GU "Guys, what I will do tonight is my own shit. I am quitting the guild because I don't want to put shame on all of us".

The guy quitted the guild and went back to NToV by itself and activated the "trigger" that starts the last event of NToV. During more than 4 hours he did everything he could to screw the other guild and make sure they could not kill any named.

Well, let's say that the diplomacy was nonexistent and it pissed everyone in our guild. Members were so pissed, that the drama hit our personal organization and leadership. A part of the member base was not proud of this night and it led us to mass guild disband.

On a very personal part, I did a fucking miss tell during this night! At the very beginning of the night, while we were moving to ToV, I send a tell to my guildleader saying that its call to NToV is great and that we should not worry about the other guild. I told something like this "/tell OppositeGuildLeader is a morron. he does not want to raid something without being 60+ players in the zone. He has no ball". Well you got it, the tell went directly to concurrent guild Leader instead of my own guild leader.
I don't know how much my misstell did have an impact on the whole story, but I am pretty sure that it did not help. And if he reads this story today: Sorry bud, I was young and stupid [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.]

[Gomrog]

A friend of mine made me play EQ after he already did for a few days. So I made my first char, Arthemis DE wiz on Vallon Zek. I knew from my friend that there is PvP and all non dark races are our enemies. Best spot to do your first levels was the newbie log in Nektulos Forest. I was always looking out for humans, elves or shorties... as a possible threat.
Little that I knew about EQ I ran from every Enchanter pet as I thought they were invisible humans trying to find an easy victim at the newbie log.


Years later (Velious expansion) my friend and I made new chars (barb war Marina and barb shm Stear) to join Ancient Orden, a raid guild some of our friends were in. When we hit lev57 we were allowed to join the raids but we didn't get a guild invite yet. It was one of those let's try King Tranix days...
When King Tranix was pretty low the MT and the 2nd MT died. As Tranix was so low and I was the only warrior left the raid leader shouted "Heal Marina!". So I put my SoD in mainhand, got some lucky procs, got aggro and poped my disci immediately - otherwise it would have been a matter of second(s). As I never tanked a raid mob before I had no chat filters in place. I just saw lines of text flying by with Tranix hitting me and everyone casting on me. This made my EQ client lag and finally freeze.

When my client recovered King Tranix was dead, we got a guild invite and it was the server first^^
Being a meat shield is so easy! =P

[Stickyfingers]

Early in my Everquest Career (I was around 10 years old at this time, 2000) me and an IRL buddy would always play human or half-elf characters up to level 10, then quit and start new humans or half-elf, the only prerequisite was we had to be able to start in Freeport, since we were dumb asses at that time and all of the evil cities were too difficult to navigate in the dark on shitty CRT Monitors.

Anywho, one time me and my buddy decide to go to Rivervale randomly at level 6. So we beg this guy to give us SoW and show us through the forest, he complies, however when we get to Kithicor it is already night out and I am human as fuck with no vision in the dark, plus I didn't realize you could auto follow at that time. So I get lost in the forest, can't see shit. My buddy is ahead and still following, but stops to come back and find me. I start to wander in Kithicor blindly and stumble in an apparently massive nest of bixies and start to fight one when like 10 other bixies roll up on me. So I am fighting these renegade bixies and it's a struggle, I also forgot to turn on auto attack for a minute. So I kill like 8 of them and end up going down. Friend actually finds me and I am surrounded by bixie corpses. Then he got absolutely wrecked by a Skeleton Trooper. That was the last time we tried to go to Rivervale.

[Langrisser]

fuck it lets do this

[Taiku]

My first character on live was a wood elf druid before Velious was out, I was pretty hardcore in the sense that I played alllllllll the time, more than was good for my grades in middle school.

I finally had gotten high enough level to start peeking my head into lavastorm and the cave zones off of that, sol a-b? I'm not sure, anyway this was quite a while after I had started playing, and I had bought this THICK prima guide to the game filled with all kinds of cool info and pictures, I read through that when I wasn't playing the game, so I knew about the dragon under lavastorm, Nagafen.

I was actually pretty intimidated about the prospect of being in the same zone as a dragon, I didn't know about spawn timers and all of that so I just figured he was somewhere down there ready for me to make a mistake and fall through a pit into his lair or something like that, I never ventured far from the entrance of the zone.

One day I was there killing kobolds when a friend of mine said he was going to be dropping group with me to join his friends on a raid on Nagafen, I was really impressed and I wanted to see it first hand but again, I was afraid of the zone and didn't want to go too deep. So eventually the raid of people came through the entrance, my group mate on his main messaged me and asked me if I wanted to come watch, so of course I followed this huge mass of people through the unknown zone.

I got down pretty far into it and realized I was in an empty room, people were still running past me but I thought it a good idea to bind there so that if I did die, I would still have a chance to see the dragon for the first time, the one I had been reading so much about.

So I bound there and soon after, died, when I respawned I was in a room full of very red con and very unfriendly beetles, who proceeded to kill me about 20 times before I pulled the plug on my internet and forced myself offline, I was in a state of panic, all that work, all my gear, my chance at seeing the dragon, all gone.

I got on an alt after I composed myself a bit and petitioned for help, within 30 minutes I got a response from a guide who said he could help me, but only if I sent him a tell, from my druid, my thinking was that he didn't want to teleport someone who wasn't me by accident or something like that, the bad part was his name was VERY random and long, I remember it being at least 10 characters long and the same composure of a pet's name, just kind of random and hard to spell right the first time.

I was very young at the time and I didn't know about copy/paste at all, Ctrl+C Ctrl+V could of saved me here, I tried in vain at least 10 times to type the name out before the beetles killed me, but I must have broken some kind of typing record with how fast I typed his name out eventually, and got teleported up to him instantly. Sadly he said he couldn't refund my XP, because it really was my mistake. I was just glad I got my body back, even if I was at least 3 levels lower than what I was when I woke up that morning.

So that was my sad story of my first dragon encounter, I couldn't even get past the beetles! I never saw a dragon in that game even after playing from Kunark all the way to the LDoN expansion. So much time was invested into the game, thousands of hours with a goal of being able to kill a dragon, or a god, and I never made it. Which is why I'm here on this server to hopefully see one finally and fulfill that long standing goal of mine!