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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.

 

 

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Dealings with weird people and frog armies.

My computer was lagging hard.

My computer was lagging hard.

Now with those lodestones all activated I’m going to try and talk to some more people. I began this session in World 2, a member’s world. If you remember from my last post how I mentioned the place to be for members is the GE alas I teleported to Varrock and ran North to the Grand Exchange. If I could compare this place to an irl (“in real life”) location it would have to be the New York Stock Exchange. There is this constant chatter amongst people looking to buy and people looking to sell. Some people are more calm than others, while some are cursing with the very limited vocabulary they possess.  There are also the spectators in the corner and that is where I headed.

They were in a group of about seven or eight. Some were flaunting their levels like they were young men comparing the sizes of their dicks.

These guys were not very friendly.

These guys were not very friendly.

One guy was offering to lend out his santa hat (A super rare item Jagex only dropped on Dec. 25th, 2002. Worth about 122,213,043gp through the Grand Exchange.). I had never “lent” anything to anyone before, only permanently traded so I asked him how to “lend” something. his response was to completely ignore my question and just throw snowballs at me. Jerk.

There was another guy exclaiming if anyone could guess where his name came from, he’s give them something. His name was The Fuschino. Some girl got it and (you’ll only get this in a member’s world) he just up and gave her 5million gp. Jeez, I guess I need to brush up on my pop culture references.

Over by one of the cabanas there was a man named Nibisho looking for junk because apparently he was scammed.

Poor, naïve Nibisho.

Poor, naïve Nibisho.

This shocked me mostly because he was such a high level and usually if you’re that experienced you know your way past a simple scam. I was chit-chatting with him when another player, strfire75, came up and began harassing Nibisho with insults and then flaunting his skill levels (which were not very high for the experience he was claiming to have).   Nibisho ran to the bank and came backa  few seconds later with a giant carrot-potato looking thing of which he proceeding to smite strfire75. In response strfire75 threw confetti on him. It was a mighty battle.

I think, once the carrot was brought out, any negativity was deemed pointless because from that point forward the whole thing was one big joke. After a few more minutes of conversation, a player named Ryeezyyy traded Nibisho a cape and about 30k, seriously, what a nice guy.

Any malcontent was dissolved immediately.

Any malcontent was dissolved immediately.

If I wasn’t just starting out myself, I’d have donated as well. After Nibisho left, I wandered around from pack to pack eavesdropping on the conversations of others. Everyone seemed to have their own name for things and the vernacular wasn’t always easy to follow. If you find yourself in this situation, use this as a guide.

Eventually I got bored in this intimidating member’s world where all people do is throw snowballs at you and throw money away like it’s nothing. I transferred over the World 3, a f2p world where the place to be is Lumbridge Castle. The people there were doing their own thing, telling stories about how they were thrown in jail or about how their best friend is racist. Nice, light small talk. Well, there I was just chilling in the courtyard when a procession of frogs wearing capes and carrying kites walked by. There were like twenty of them, all dressed the same and all following one another. They did about three passes around the castle and then they left.

Dafuq?

Dafuq?

I took that as my sign to leave. I had nothing in my inventory. I hadn’t gained any levels. I hadn’t even earned any more money. Although this session may have been rather unproductive for my character, I definitely had some interesting interactions with some crazy people.

Categories: f2p, Lumbridge, p2p, Skills, The Grand Exchange, Varrock | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 3 Comments

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