I miss reading at least 20 lines in /as about cimmeriandoug vs barb and co. cimmerianoob, etc - and them getting pissed if someone they didn't know made up an ending to his name, lol


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that was me that did that heh.


Was great... someone offered 20 plat to know the identity of that person haha

 

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Garek tantrums..nothing was sweeter.


Watching Horundik rush from the PK into a group of Albs about 20-30 times in a row. I didn't understand it, but I certainly was entertained by it.

LOL.... Horun did that a couple times.


I know one time he was doing it we had just finished a guild meeting with Kindred and went out cause one of our members was a level 24 wizard and she is 12 years old. Was funny to hear her laugh in Vent cause she was getting kill spam on him. Talked to him about it later and he was just bored to death and lookin for something to do

 

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defending keeps back in old frontiers was a lot of fun. weighter it was camping inside of it, or coming up to people on doors, or inside the courtyard. they were all pretty much fun fights.


pretty much all the old frontiers rvr were good memories, best times i had in daoc by far

 

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Even though its been years, some of my best (and worst) memories are from daoc. It was my first MMO, so even though I don't play it, I still miss it at times.


-- Old school DGB action. Including Stridith's attempt to make lvl50 in 50 days. He almost made it, but was a few days off I think.


-- Leveling my first 50. Man grinding for xp as a paladin sucked horribly, not to mention the old xp groups (pygmy groups with waiting lines, tree groups, for hours and hours and hours). I also remember then getting my Epic Armor and thinking I was the shizzle. Thinking how uber I was, I hear there were some hibbies outside Sauvage gates, I ran out to meet the 3 hibbies in battle. I got 3 shot and was ticked.


-- Being out in emain... at level 17... as a cabalist... yeeaah...


-- PvP action outside MMG vs some hibs. I was the last alb standing facing off against two opponents (warden and ranger I want to say). I managed to kill the ranger with <15% life left. I stood there and fought that warden for minutes and he could not kill me. I think I got him down to 60% before an infil showed up and we sent him to the bindstone.


-- The way realms would come together for the old relic offense/defenses. I was never too fond of huge raids, but man, those memories are gold.


-- The old Gawaine arguements. There would be several people in an arguement and no one would back down. Everyone thought they were right and people who didn't agree were retards. If nothing else, Gawaine was still 'alive.'


-- Getting my second 50. It sucked having to level again, but at least I knew places I could go... that and friars were loads faster killing than my pally.


-- Whenever I killed a stealther. I hated stealthers oh so bad, but it felt oh so good when I smacked them around.


-- Being the only healer in an Alive group at level 45 or so and keeping the entire group alive through 3 consecutive groups of hibs. Still have no idea how I did that, heheh.


-- Chooch's RvR videos. Those were some of the best vids I've seen. Great action, and great music... too bad I deleted all of them.


-- Retaliation's old Sidi raids. "If you're ahead of me, you're f_ing up!"


-- Winning my Brazen Stout defender from one of the above raids. My precious...


-- RvRing in Dodens one day and seeing Spira being chased by 2 mids. After saving her from certain doom, we went and duoed in Midgaurd for a while. Actually working out a language in emotes spontaneously. (/point /yes = enemies ahead, woot!)


-- After I quit, looking at my old daoc fraps clips and making a video out of it.


Wow, thats quite a list. I could probably list more, but I think I'll stop there.

-Me, Vodia, and Squawk running through odins one day only to be held up at the amg for 20 minutes while Shoikan kept one shotting me and vodia from stealth one at a time without ever becomming visible. Rez, one shot, rez, one shot. Very gay.


-Trying to get people to XP down in lyonesse but failing because everyone was too scared to go down there.


-Organizing a successful power relic raid on hibs only to have it taken right back the next day before any of the albs got home from work which made me livid, resulting in a 2 week nightly relic seige on hibs. Granted we never got close to success after the first two nights but I honestly would have kept doing it indefinitely were it not for me wearing out the albs because I loved how much the hibs absolutely started HATING me, hated the fact i was ruining their toa raids, and they couldn't do anything else but take keeps and defend every night. The best was chooch finally saying in irc, "fine retal, you can mod have the relics we're not comming out to defend." Sadly that night I had a poor showing of albs so we couldn't get it done even with minimal resistance.


-The first relic raids where you had to center your camera straight down because if you looked anywhere near the keep you would get 1 frame ever 2 seconds.


-The way my heart would drop after taking a relic keep and being almost assured of victory until someone announced in a broadcast that Cylanth got in and then watching everyone get that purple crap above their head and the deathspam from one mentalist kill a whole raid.


-Running to the excaliber relic keep solo while DV was inside working on the second door with 70 hibs in the area. I managed to get in and be in the middle of all of them and no one noticed me until i started pbaeing. They couldn't do anything until I wiped half of the raid because no one could find me as a result of lag. See, back then the ice pbae white ring didn't come from the wizard, it came out of everyone it hit.


-Pbaeing doors and dropping people who weren't paying attention and then running back unscaithed only to be repeatedly hit and killed by gareks flying club of doom from 1000 range.


-Getting close but never being able to beat EF in 8v8. >:(


-Running a VP group consisting of between 5 and 6 wizards and insta killing every group we saw, zergs included.


-My head exploding after being one shotted by raks and wolfin over and over again from a mile away from a keep wall.


-The sadness of finding out at level 12 that I couldn't become a theurgist.


-Realizing that putting 9 points into charisma MAY have been a mistake.


-Losing 40 plat on a house when I downgraded. That still makes me mad.


-Running sidi raids and loving when some newb decided to get uppity with me only to have them appologize privately after I unmercifully call them out and tell them to get f'd.


-Claiming a peice of loot for leading a sidi raid just hoping someone would complain about it.


-Farming sidi with an 8 man group.


-Getting the first Dragons head(maybe second).


-Swearing up and down that pbaeing tree's in lyonesse can work with no one believing me until they let me try it.


-Hating when someone in your xp group hit 50 because you knew they were going to bolt.


-Hitting 50 on my wiz.


-Getting drunk one saturday night, comming home and having gaurock pretend to be unika resulting in me accidently giving him my login info, CATCHING the mistake, quickly changing my login info, only to log out and find out it didn't update fast enough.


-Gaurock unequipping my bag weapon like a retard.


-First successful 16 man dragon raid I lead amazed it worked.


-Playing Matoe(before TS) and having 30 albs, who knew it was me, on the path right infront of sauvage all looking for me for 45 minutes and never catching me as I popped out and ganked the occasional caster.


-Playing matoe and running to restealth as kalinoir nukes me three times, resisting all three, back when resists were fairly rare, and restealthing, only to log in to alb and laugh hysterically as a livid Kalinoir accuses me of cheating.


-Getting shot through the ground from inside of a keep by the los exploit by that no skilled pansy Hoku.


-Standing on the alb side of the amg with the alb force (how I spent many a night) blockaded by a ton of hib sissies, namely DV, and watching garek charge out nearly by himself and nuking him down. The best part was seeing the SS of the event from the hib side of gareks head exploding in anger when no one followed him.


-Malvegil in /alliance chat and having to take it away from him constantly.


-SS's of amberle in mid in the first months of the game exploiting a hole in the zone wall. I asked if that was real and someone said it was photoshopped. I believed it.


-Papachulio killing me nonstop.


-Getting revenge on papachulio by getting inside the wall at hib keeps and los exploiting him.


-Watching Redelyn get attacked by 5 infiltrators only to destroy them because he was the first to have a lvl 50 buff bot and be a shadowzerker before the LA nerf.


-Getting attacked solo by Radshak at the amg and actually winning.


-Charnley being a prick.


-Spending an hour putting a group together, leaving the apk and seeing Schloot log in, asking for an instant group, finding out it's full and logging out bitching all the while.


-Having the necro shade, shades of mist form on my merc and stealthing past larfo and RG. Sitting outside of the mpk in emain and having solo mids run straight up to me without seeing me until I started laying into them.


-Tornado's full group having shade form and not being able to ever find their druids because of the bright snow in odins.


-Missing the portal 3 times in a row because I couldn't remember to put my necklace on. (yeah the guild group loved when that happened)


-Having Unika tell me he started an ice wiz because of me and I was like his idol and me thinking, who is this retard.


-Leading the guild group around on my wiz only to get targetted and die in the first 5 seconds of every 8v8.


-Being bitter because I was dead from the start and didn't get any rps from winning an 8v8.


-Being amazed when I got rez'd by a tank who was level 30 in salisbury plains.


-Being confused when I got my first level pbae because I was targetting mobs that were 1500 range away and my spell wasn't hurting them.


-When the new dyes came out and I spent 20p on them only to wind up using the same gorgeous royal orange and turquoise outfit we've all come to know and love.


-Actually being excited when a patch came out every tuesday and hoping for something new for my wiz. (being jealous when cab's got nearsight, GD ARCHERS!)


-Starting huge threads titled "hib sissies" and pissing off and arguing with the whole hib realm.


-Reaching level 34 and thinking I was high enough for rvr only to get 2 bolted over and over by runemasters that were camping the apk in emain resulting in me swearing off rvr until I was 50.


-Getting chain mez'd FOREVER.


-With 50 albs trying to take back an alb keep only to be held at bay by 2 pac healers inside who were clicking on our feet under the door to target us and chain mezing us(before there was LOS) for 30 minutes before we all gave up and left.


-Seeing enemy patroling keep guards at clipping range and thinking "oh sh**" as they turn on a dime and run at you at speed 8.


-Having to absolutely BEG every single inf and person I knew who had an inf to attempt to do my stealth relic raid. Hardly anyone believed it would work until 30 of us got the inner door down and then the relic chat group size more than doubled. Doubting thomas's...


-Successfully retreiving our power relic from the hibs and catching them COMPLETELY by suprise and as the relic was being returned the alb frontier crashed. My relic force dropped from 120 to 30 after alb frontiers came back up and hibs got the relic back. Lucky bastards.


-Joining Lucidus Draco for the purpose of having alliance chat for a relic raid and getting a headache from trying to read their broken english guild chat that scrolled faster than anything I've ever seen.


-Joining The Oracle just because I thought the name was cool. Becomming GM and actually recruiting people for the first time since the guild was founded.


-My first person I recruited was schloot. The conversation went like this verbatim. me: Want to join Oracle? Schloot: can I curse in guild chat? Me: of course Schloot: Ok invite me.


-Ticar the retarded minstrel running around like a spaz in pvp and rvr in his flaming pink outfit.


No fond memories from New Frontiers because old frontiers was the best.

I did not get one mention in all that you miserable bastard

 

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We just never really clicked, sorry dude.

-My first person I recruited was schloot. The conversation went like this verbatim. me: Want to join Oracle? Schloot: can I curse in guild chat? Me: of course Schloot: Ok invite me.


Ahhhh You know, i remember that. I was so pissed because when I was in Blackfist I would call some Mid soloer a name for running or something, or some other alb would piss me off and I would go off on them in /gu (I know, its hard to believe anyone could piss me off, but you know it happened sometimes), and I got told "Schloot, there are people who play this game with their children in this guild" and I said "thats what fiters are for"


Anyway, I was in a few guilds trying to find a good fit after Ministry of Mirth died (before it came back from the dead for a month or two) and Oracle was a perfect fit.


Memories...lets see...


--I remember some dousche appealed "Schluut" because it offended him, then I got name nerfed to Feldima or something. I appealed that and Convinced the GM to change it to Schloot. Granted someone else appealed that name as well, but screw them, I had the mandate of the GMs.


What else...oh, I remember I made a sorc and thoguht it was the most retarded class I have ever played, deleted him out of disgust at level 10. But I was still fixated on it, so I made another and named her "Areola." Once I figured out how to actually play a sorc (helped when I could make a pet out of anything, not just humanoids) I wanted to keep her, but realized the name would get nerfed. So I appealed my own name.


--Malvegil...everyone has a malvegil story.


--When I was like level 12 on my Pally, the Ministry of Mirth crew went to the frontier to help the albs take a keep back, Mids owned it. I was scared shitless when I saw these three mids from the guild "Viking Jarl" run at me.


--For every 17 times I soloed on my sorc, and got owned by some vaginal stealther, or would aggro keep guards that ran at mach 5...there was one time I played like I was unstoppable and owned a whole group in Dodens, or my mez stuck to everyone in a group in emain and I picked them all off one by one. Those are the game play feelings I miss still.


--I remember Komodo logging in with a overly cheery but completly genuine "HI ALL."


--I remmeber Nalana jumping realms to ride on Squawk's coattails.


--I remember Picus, on his Merc, bitch non stop about how he couldnt kill a green mob and how mercs sucked and the game was dumb, etc...when really all his weapons and armor were grey con drops, tattered leather, stuff like that.


--I remember Retal riding on my coattails with his merc as I dinged him to 50.


-- I remember macroing to get a LGM Weaponcrafter, because who the hell would do that all on their own?


-- I also remember the fun I had toying with mids in Odins and Ygg on my sorc, as I was waiting for my subscription to run out, I decided to try radarring, and not only was it remarkably easy, but it was funny to see how many hibs and mids were radarring as well. The U turn from halfway across the zone beelining right to me was way obvious


-- I remember levelling up my sorc on Pygmy Goblins from 45 - 50, then I remember levelling up my cabalist on them from 1-50.

--I miss mugombie!

 

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Oooo


Landrew stories

I know he treid to get it on with schloot and vorshun


What was that clerics name that he used to always hide out in the frontier with?

 

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