MSTU 5510.005

Week 6: A Loss

Well, a friend of ours, Nick, is no longer adventuring with us. We put time and energy into training him through a trial basis, but then the time came to buy the actual game. We were under the impression that all he had to do was buy an account, and he could use my CD key. This proved not to be the case. And as he is in an interesting financial/time situation, purchasing the game plus paying to play it plus paying a huge opportunity cost in time added to my suggestion that he should not game anymore.

This is unfortunate for several reasons - 1) It's a fantastic way to sit around, chat with one another, get opinions - just BS. I don't think enough people just BS. Granted, in class the other day I talked about I thought education should be an anti-BS tool, but that is in regards to work and education - not socializing. So we lost the ability to have three-way conversations and talk about life, expectations, and OMG IS THAT A LEVEL 20 HOARD MEMBER?!

Also, as my roomie likes to point out, we won't be able to argue over what armor is better and what herbs to buy.

2) We need another hand! I mean, I hate to voice my selfishness here, but trying to get on in a world of hostility without another hand is friggin' hard. The other day we got slaughtered by this one quest... a quest that we tried over and over to accomplish from sheer stubborness... but to no avail.

And now, audience, I'm going to say my name.... Joshua Stager. And now I will play some angelc music. And I did all of this... just for fun.

Okay, back to the blog, for realz. I have something to admit that I'm not proud of. While on this impossible quest, I ran into someone just fooling around on the shore. I asked them for help, but I couldn't share the quest with them. The reason for this is because it was a multi-layer quest, where you have to do this one thing first, then you get to do another thing, etc. So we were well on our way into this quest. But I told the individual where to go to START the quest. She did not know, though, that I was following her with turned out to be a ticking time bomb. Now, the reason for this is that I would follow her to this one guy, who would turn the time bomb (in the form of some robot) on, and the robot would go insane and start trying to kill people. It was my hope that the robot would take on this individual and leave me and my party to attack from a distance without dying.

Paul TRIED to warn her.

But she didn't listen - the robot went insane - and everyone died in the fight. I could have really warned her, could have told her to get her freaky magic on the moment the robot went crazy, but I thought that I could use her better by throwing her to the lions... hoping to kill the lions off with our party. However, this didn't work. And I felt bad.

I felt bad.

About killing a person.

In cyber-space.

Who got resurrected.

I would explore this a little more, but my previous posts have been outrageous, so I'll let people just think about all this. And by people, I mean me.

posted by Stager @ Wednesday, February 22, 2006