The Great Betrayal of Norrath, Chapter 1 - Page 4

Harr1son · #1 06-05-2013, 11:01 AM

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Originally Posted by Tomato King6 [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.]

Gayest shit I ever read on this forum I was expecting you to tell us how he tasted.

Why don't you tell us the truth that all you holotard idiots running around thinking EQ classic pvp was fun he was building a guild.

I told everyone from the start they would join, they are mindless nincompoops

I enjoyed the creative writing particulars. Which also confirms, that he indeed does give a shit, about the box he called shit.

The core of Lolocaust is Generally fond of avoiding any challenges in game. They will cry and cease to play when their spawns are taken from them. And will flee at the sight of any opposition.

They are very strict about avoiding any PVP that doesn't involve them having every complete advantage. While a handful of them, PVP-wise do have exceptional skills, any of that skill is pretty much undermined by their lack of ability to face challenges, and fight against difficult odds.

Many will say they took out omg 10 of us vs 20. But that means absolutely nothing when 19 of those players are in full shire gear and derping.

What I say may be a bold over generalization, but it is pretty much the core of what Lolocaust and their followers thrived off of.

Now that this is a new box, alliances and allegiances are split apart. I believe change is possible and probably has already occurred among many of them. Therefor I duly forgive them of all and wipe a clean slate and embrace brotherhood in the spirit of competition and pixel wanting.

After all many of us have been wiped many times, its easy to take the easy route.

but yeh, nice creative writing skills stasis. may you thrive. and tunare bless u.

Stasis · #2 06-11-2013, 10:54 PM

The sultry hot sun beat down upon my dwarven face as I hiked through the rolling hills of the Dreaded Lands. I was in hot pursuit. Hot pursuit of some sweet, sweet Nizzar. The relationship had evolved into something I couldn't vocalize. I oft have tried to explain the adoration I hold for my lover, king, and god but it cannot be uttered in the common tongue. His grace, intelligence, and keen eye for any strategic advantage in all situations made me long for his embrace.

As my parched mouth longed to be satiated by his wet, mealy kisses my mind drifted. Was joining Nihilum a mistake after all? Many had lost their minds already. Gongshow had been given up to maddness. He had sacrificed himself to the greater good and was reincarnated in the form of another untitlted and insignificant monk of no regard. Yes, time has a way of stripping the good out of some. I don't believe Nizzar would ever betray my devotion to him. Ah, his eyepatched face with his delicately trimmed goatee. How could I ever doubt him?

With all of this aside, I will still do anything to obtain the treasures of the dragon. At what cost would I betray Nizzar my prince, my love, my robed male-succubus? Perhaps when the long winter comes we shall know...

Stasis