Neocron. Took a few rank 50 (kinda like levels..but not) clan members and took a rhino tank, and a jeep thing (think warthog from Halo) and went to the far out wastelands in the west (very dangerous).
We went warbot hunting all night. They drop rare pieces that when put together create a whole rare of rareness. Though one time we had taken out about 3 Warbot Titans, and for some god-awful reason 2 more spawned in the area, and took out our tank so we had to fight on foot instead of using the tank and jeep cannon. Both vehicles demolished, we still won....and got our rareparts.
solo random PKing on any game with big death penalties, it feels good to set out in a dark cloak all alone with nothing but a sword and some healing potions and kill the first party of LEET guys you see then have them pm you really mad telling you how you wasted a week of their life
HISSSSSSSSSS
RP conquest of powergamers'
(sorry ownage story?) i was more just saying, i like to play as a lone evil character, than i was talking about my ownage
The day I helped Simon Silverstone and his Sentinels (radical Clan NPC group) fight Unicorn commandos (exceptionally brutal Omnitek enforcement) in the middle of the city of Old Athens.
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee. Hemingway
WoW Story: So, back when i had my little gnome warrior, and back when n00bs were still everywhere ( on my server), this one gnome decided to go on a raid, wait no, two gnomes decided to go on a raid... Not raid a dungeon, but rather horde. Yes we were all lvl 1-10 and we were full of starter armor with nothing but gnomes, a few night elfs, and maybe a dwarf or two. So after we left, we started to travel. It was great! This happened shortly after i bought WoW when i didnt know anything about raids and all that stuff yet. I never had this much fun in a game! A big group of people running down a path to get to horde. I can remember the people in the fields saying things like "Wtf is that?" and "Where are they going?" oh, and dont forget "Oh, they are just migrating"(lol) After we ran a little ways, we all jumped off a cliff into a lake, or pond i dunno...So we lost about 10 people to the giant green beast things in the water and only about 15 of us made it to this little island. Little did we know, the island was infested with crocodiles...everywhere... I saw my raid group die before me.. about 10 seconds later, i was killed to.
We all got back together in the graveyard and took SS and said our good-byes. Ill never forget that lol.
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The day I completed the Investigation branch in the Bounty Hunter tree in SWG (prior to vehicles).
Ico
Oh, cruel fate, to be thusly boned. Ask not for whom the bone bones. It bones for thee.
dada
We went warbot hunting all night. They drop rare pieces that when put together create a whole rare of rareness. Though one time we had taken out about 3 Warbot Titans, and for some god-awful reason 2 more spawned in the area, and took out our tank so we had to fight on foot instead of using the tank and jeep cannon. Both vehicles demolished, we still won....and got our rareparts.
But damn those were high-adrenaline times...
solo random PKing on any game with big death penalties, it feels good to set out in a dark cloak all alone with nothing but a sword and some healing potions and kill the first party of LEET guys you see then have them pm you really mad telling you how you wasted a week of their life
HISSSSSSSSSS
RP conquest of powergamers'
(sorry ownage story?) i was more just saying, i like to play as a lone evil character, than i was talking about my ownage
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
Hemingway
WoW Story: So, back when i had my little gnome warrior, and back when n00bs were still everywhere ( on my server), this one gnome decided to go on a raid, wait no, two gnomes decided to go on a raid... Not raid a dungeon, but rather horde. Yes we were all lvl 1-10 and we were full of starter armor with nothing but gnomes, a few night elfs, and maybe a dwarf or two. So after we left, we started to travel. It was great! This happened shortly after i bought WoW when i didnt know anything about raids and all that stuff yet. I never had this much fun in a game! A big group of people running down a path to get to horde. I can remember the people in the fields saying things like "Wtf is that?" and "Where are they going?" oh, and dont forget "Oh, they are just migrating"(lol) After we ran a little ways, we all jumped off a cliff into a lake, or pond i dunno...So we lost about 10 people to the giant green beast things in the water and only about 15 of us made it to this little island. Little did we know, the island was infested with crocodiles...everywhere... I saw my raid group die before me.. about 10 seconds later, i was killed to.
We all got back together in the graveyard and took SS and said our good-byes. Ill never forget that lol.
Just one of my stories that i can remember