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FRIENDSHIP.

This guy. I had no idea what his deal was. He wasn't a bot but he did repeat that saying at least fifty times. Oh, and he was brandishing a small horse.

This guy. I had no idea what his deal was. He wasn’t a bot but he did repeat that saying at least fifty times. Oh, and he was brandishing a small horse.

Today I made friends! Like, good friends. Like friends I sat in front of Lumbridge castle with and chit-chatted the night away with. When I first joined in the World 3 social system, I didn’t think it was going to be a very eventful evening, so say the least. There were only about 800 people in the world so the Lumbridge courtyard was nearly empty (meaning there were a couple of groups here and there, but no one really causing a ruckus.) This horse guy was shouting out “Just say neigh to gambling!” over and over and over. When I tried to speak with him to figure out what his problem was he called me a bitch and then proceeded to tell me about how lame RS was.

Excuse me, sir. You’re the one brandishing a mini-horse and bad puns. Anyway, after I told him that he teleported away. Damn. I feel like that would have been a fun conversation if he would have never left.

I was forced to kill an imp out of boredom. Of course, my range levels were so low simply scratching the damned thing took ages. It took so long, in fact, some gentleman came over and stole my fun. He took his giant 2h sword and chopped the thing to bits. I guess he “saved” me even though I was not taking on any damage. My hero?

Soon, I fell into a lovely conversation with Zail, girl in blue robes, Aryan727, and some guy named Doom-something (but he didn’t say very much). Zail was showing off his sweet robes that matched his red eyes when someone wearing straight purple robes and a yellow party hat (another extremely rare/expensive item like the Santa hat). I didn’t quite catch her name but we referred to her a the “Purple People Eater.”

From left to right backrow: "Purple People Eater," King545, Potam, Zail, Aryan727, and BlueDevils Frontrow: Hans (an NPC), and Nbgt56

From left to right backrow: “Purple People Eater,” King545, Potam, Zail, Aryan727, and BlueDevils
Frontrow: Hans (an NPC), and Nbgt56

All of these people were great conversationalists. We all talked about when we first came to RS, Zail had been here since 2004. We also discussed the update since 2007 and the new RS3 soon to be released, the graphics look amazing! However, King and Aryan were non-too pleased. They liked the ore vintage-y feel. The basics, you know? This went on for a few more minutes. Only after he proposed to me and expressed his true love (accompanied by emoted-kisses) then Nbgt56 ventured over to this one kid complaining on the internet. (Hint: if you’re looking for sympathy, DO NOT look for it on the internet. The following will happen.)

Toasty warm.

Toasty warm.

This poor guy was complaining about how he was 14 and got some girl knocked up. Ok, if you’re that age and about to be a dad, go ahead complain all you want but at least make that complaining count by complaining to a therapist. The internet is NOT the place to go. There is no mercy on the internet. Nbgt56’s response to hearing this guy’s sob story was to immediately harass him about it. This guy never stood a chance. He kept trying to respond but, like any other cyber bully, Nbgt56 was not one to be so easily subdued. Aryan and I just couldn’t watch it anymore and called Nbgt over to chat with us. We were asking him how his day was going and he responded with more exclamations of attraction, this time for Aryan as well as me. I’m not the person to feed into this so when I turned down Nbgt’s second proposal of marriage, he responded by lighting me on fire (but not really, he just started a fire where I was sitting. It couldn’t actually hurt me).

In addition to this bullying madness one of the frog guys from that frog parade was there, all dressed up and looking downright froggy. I told him I remembered him from before and when a group of people do something that great with their RS time, you should always give them a little positive feedback. You know, just to make an attempt at increasing the internet-friendliness ratio.

Just a classy guy.

Top-level $WAG.

Also, if you didn’t notice in the image to the left here, Ricky also joined us. You can always tell it’s him due to the salmon-colored shorts. Oh, and he is literally ALWAYS hanging out around the Lumbridge courtyard talking to everyone. They should name an NPC after him, he’s so chatty. Oh, and who knew he had a bright pink mohawk under that feathered hat?!

Soon, Nbgt got bored of professing his love for Aryan and me so he left. Thank god. That guy was like a mosquito, always buzzing about back and forth. Every person that would come and stand next to us would be barraged by him, explaining how he “likes” Aryan and Potam. Kid. You better check yourself before you wreck yourself. If someone is ever causing this much chaos, you should really report them. They are the reason some of the RS people get such bad reputations.

I think tomorrow I will start questing again. I don’t want to overstay my welcome in Lumbridge, I don’t want to become a squatter. Oh, and I gotta keep it FRE$H.

 

 

Categories: f2p, Lumbridge, Range | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

Today was a good day for ‘scaping.

I started out by going through some of the daily challenges. You may remember this from the time I buried however-many bones and got some monies. Well, today the challenges were to do the Burthrope obstacle course eight times, string eight short bows, and burn 10 Normal logs. CHALLENGE ACCEPTED.

Burning logs like a boss.

Burning logs like a boss.

Let’s just say, fifteen minutes later I was 3k gps richer and all sorts of experience levels were gained. After that it was kind of boring. I ran over to the Tree Gnome Stronghold to do that obstacle course over there.

Eventually I got bored and since I was in World 1 there were about 300 people mulling about doing their own thing. Off to World 3! Lumbridge was bumpin’! I popped in on a conversation where some girl was complaining about the phrase”YOLO.” I, of course, had to interject stating that it was alright to use the cliché if one were using it ironically. I think the topic came up because there was a guy there by the name of YOLO HOSE. I’m not sure if he meant is to be pronounced like “JOSÉ” or “HOSE” like the garden hose. We just called him YOLO. Someone was emoting themselves to throw sand at him while yelling “Saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand!” It was good fun. Eventually, one woman named YogitheBear came up to me and actually thought I was funny. That’s right. Someone enjoyed what I had to say. It was a beautiful moment in Potam history. At one point in time people were mentioning their ages, YOLO was 19 and Yogi was 29. All of the sudden YOLO started getting all hostile toward Yogi. He was bashign her for being 29 and playing RS.

This was my exact facial expression.

What a punk! She can play whatever the hell she wants to. He told her to get a life but she had a husband and a daughter AND she worked full time. I asked YOLO to stop being a troll. Nobody messes with people who think I’m funny. I gotta defend my peoples, guys. He continued on being an ass even though Yogi continued to make valid points. He then tried to pull the, “I’m working so-many nights a week in addition to another job so even though you’re a mother and work full time, you’ve got nothing on me.” Is this kid for cereal?! I just… I can’t even… Ugh. Fine YOLO. I’ll do this dance with you, but I won’t enjoy it.

Ricky was there, too. If you don’t remember him from this post, he’s the salmon-colored short-wearing person with the feather in his hat. We’re bros. But, he forgot about me. Apparently I didn’t make enough of an impression on him. Damn.

Eventually Yogi got tired of YOLO’s pestering and left. YOLO, after finding out he had no one else to bully left as well. I really hope he’s dumb enough to follow someone into the Wildy. After that, the conversation died out until it was just Ricky and I hanging out. We had some pretty decent conversations for RS. I commented on his nice salmon Chubbies and he commented on the fact that I could speak articulately (sometimes a rarity in the gaming world). We were bros once more. I explained how I kinda-sorta knew him but he didn’t remember me because he frequents the populated worlds quite a bit and meets all sorts of people.

From left to right: MickellBerry, RoyalBlonde, Ricky, and Potam

From left to right: MickellBerry, RoyalBlonde, Ricky, and Potam
That random guy in the back never said anything.

I asked him about what his favorite conversation with someone was about an he told me it was about having a four-some with the NPC, Nastroth. Oh and once he found out I was a girl, without fail, he asked me what a vagina looked like. Classic. Real classic. I told him, “a mushy taco.” That shut hm up, real quick-like. Soon our conversation of two increased to three and then four with the addition of two gentlemen named RoyalBlonde and MickellBerry. We exchanged some friendly banter for some time until we decided to move from the left side of the Lumbridge castle gates to the right. There was an entirely new group of people over there having their own conversation oddly enough about tentacle porn. Yeah. RuneScape. Full of weird people talking about weird shit. All. Day. Long.

There was a guy with a giant hand on a stick. Like, what? Yeah.

There was a guy with a giant hand on a stick. Like, what? Yeah.

Soon we were having a party right there on the Lumbridge Castle lawn. There was Rudro12, bearman332 (who loved to talk about poop), Slendahhman, and I Luv Grama. (I asked her if “Grama” stood for grandma or grammar but she never clarified.) Ricky then asked me if I ever tried eating those scented erasers when I was a child, I said no but I did try chapstick. Apparently he was all about those scented candles. People are weird. Slendahhman then began talking about how masturbation was gross and Ricky chimed in saying he frowned upon it. All of the sudden some guy named Pyrastan walked over and was telling us about how he was hotboxing Lumbridge and then challenged everyone to see who was higher. I threw out an idea: whomever could say the most philosophical thing won. Immediately RoyalBlonde was claiming he was the “seeker of a magical placenta” and said, “I live in the placenta.” Well. That happened. Oh, don’t worry the night continues on its way with a guy dressed as a giant chicken named Delph4Jesus. He was imploring everyone to repent and make way for Jesus. After that I had to say goodnight. The chicken got me.

DA KR3W

DA KR3W

 

 

 

 

Categories: Agility, Burthorpe, f2p, Firemaking, Fletching, Lumbridge, p2p, Woodcutting | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 3 Comments

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