In a deal as epic and durable as its Dayton namesake, the warring faction of Nameless have brokered what is hoped to be a lasting peace. Setting aside petty squabbles and misgivings of the past, letting go all such injurious grievances borne of the fire that burns deep with in us all, drive and determination, from now on, Legacy of Steel and Remedy are bonded and united by respect, working towards a common goal - together.

From this great peace, the common enemy can now be assailed without guarding one's flacks, and as proof, our European brothers gave us Bertoxx, which we thankfully accepted and, summarily, dispatched!

stock footage since I fucked up the pull and no one res'd me

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All Hail the fruits of compromise! We at LoS eagerly look forward to whatever other spawns we're given and hope some day to be able to suitably repay our beneficent benefactors. In retrospect, the wasted resources of questionable practices such as cockblocking, blowing spawns and simple, ugly spite seem antiquated reminders of the evils of competition and a trite obsession with virtual penis size - we were thusly blinded to the real enemy: VI and the system of flags which fosters, encourages and ultimately rewards the least common denominator.

Hatemongers, such as myself, have no place in this new era - sarcasm, inflammatory rhetoric and flames will now be replace with warm greetings, sugar and spice and everything nice.

Loveyameanit,
-Tork

Stalkers, Wanna-be's and Unoriginal Bastards

Quotes of the Day

...it explains so much.

Hot damn, I feel like I just fell out of a tornado - I'm finally back home with my Big Important Thing having come off wonderfully, but my mind and body are still reeling. I looked at the calendar and was shocked to see Christmas is right around the corner, which owns - I love this time of year. The only thing I can't really understand is why I'm getting cards from my church which read "Happy Holidays!"

Err... WTF? Are we that sensitive? I know some stores which have termination policies regarding saying Merry Christmas to customers (while, interestingly, it's okay to say something about Hanukah or Kwanza), but has PC gone so far that we're worried about offending people with a Christmas card to those who you *know* celebrate the holiday? I can imagine some piece of shit telemarketer/mass mailer to pull a stunt like that, but how successful has Room 101 been that not one other person even picked up on the lack of Christmas in a Christmas card? Double plus good cold day to you, too.

What the fuck is wrong with people these days? You can't even say something nice about a 100 year old dude on his birthday without someone crawling down your ass with a vengeance. Self censorship is one of the worst things a person can inflict on himself, but how much more awful when we're browbeaten into such a pitiful state under the insidiously creeping guise of protecting others' sensibilities. I'm not advocating being an overt ass, such scandalous and insensitive words, wishing a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, are anyhow, but if a person bids me well during Ramadon or gives me a dradle, I'm not going to get offended.

Anyhow, you didn't check here just to hear me bitch and moan about RL, you came here for me to bitch and moan about EQ, to read about how some officers in some guilds leave ShowEQ bots FD in some zones, which subsequently log in unguilded twinks to blow spawns the minute they pop. What owns is when the guilded characters blow spawns an then feign ignorance - which, believe me, I'd normally buy off on their stupidity, except, hot damn, I can go back and pick them out from HoHb that were once on their homepage, but now have oddly replaced with unrepentant expressions of homosexuality - it looks like a personal problem to me, but none the less, in between those bouts of Greek love, go fuck yourselves with those weak sauce lies that consitute a pattern of really gimp shit.

If a guild beats us to a spawn, and please - most have 8-10 hour head starts each day - and wins legit, I may not like it, but I'll respect it. Killing stuff and keeping it dead is how the game works, and is intended to work, but don't think, however, just because you've repeatedly blown the HOH trials standing between LoS and Sol Ro with a Hail and no intention of actually doing the encounter that you're the better guild.

I've heard this and similar problems are increasingly common on other servers, and I sincerely hope VI is working on a fix post haste, and not the random spawn timer which is currently sorry mythical bullshit, because as I alluded to in past updates, this petty cockblocking is going to erupt into some major drama serverwide if it isn't resolved.

So, stuff dead and the Evil Empire munches... err marches right along~

Stalkers, Wanna-be's and Unoriginal Bastards

Like I said, I'm back, but obviously I have no stalker tells - that whole not being able to log in thing has its downside. But hey, just in time for the Christmas season and the raft of new subscribers, you too, can join the shameless attention whore minions and dodge Nameless's nazi GM's and name filter with fun and profanity for the whole family~!

Anyhow, I don't want to leave anyone hanging, so, courtesy of my man Dinamas, here's A guide on how to skip content by a group of wanna-be's, with a few unoriginal a la OS crypt spoliting bastards:

Wanna get to Uber Mob XXX..but those pesky locked doors in the way?!?

NP--just get a friend who knows the zone well...he can hold the doors for you!

Remember, he has friends and so do you, ask them to hold the other doors for ppl that might show up late etc etc..

Now that the doors are a non-issue, you are all set. Go take a whack at the mob you have no right to even see yet!!!

Oh boy..this is gonna be fun!

Oh...MOST IMPORTANT...if anyone shows up and asks questions...play dumb.
-we only want test
-no abc
-what wrong? do what mobs in what order
and my favorite...
>< @@ QQ

Quotes of the Day

Hot dammit - you know when you finally get settled in, nice and comfortable on the toilet, you've just taken one of those cleansing shits, a liquid catharsis of the soul and guts via the burning brown ring of fire, walking the fine line between hurting and feeling good, but yet leaving you with a nice after glow of the void which just naturally lends itself to rubbing one out? What happens, invariably, is that just as you're preparing to get on with the good stuff after a world of shit, the phone rings, or someone knocks at the door to sell you fucking girl scout cookies, and as you open the door with your pants hastily pulled up, awkwardly draping your cack which feels like a hot steel pipe pressed against your leg and bulging ominously, a trace of jiz threatening to wick it way to the front of the material, I you stop and wonder, "WTF?"

Seriously, why the fuck do we break it off like that to answer the fucking phone, get the door or whatever trivial incessiance demands our immediate attention? Who's it possibly going to be, anyhow? I mean, I'd be pissed if even if it were The Pope or The President was on my doorstep when I'm like that - I'd probably get gang tackled and cavity searched for having some kind of weapon on me from the lump in my pants - welcome to my life. But anyway, you know what I'm talking about and no I didn't buy any fucking girl scout cookies - I doubt that particular den mom won't be a problem in the future judging from the way she beat feet when I opened the door, breathing hard from racing down the hall, and looking like some kind of pervert - which I'm not, aholes.

ANYHOW, moving on, that's exactly what it's like now in EQ with me - I have this Big Important Thing to do RL, but it means I'm missing my guild just ripping the shit out of PoP, and I'm sure a few of the stalkers are going into convulsions right now keeping all that hate, bile and ichor pent up without me to spew it upon (/huggles, I love you guys, too). I think the Evil Empire Dead God Count (eeDGC™, an on-line measure of relative leetness corresponding directly to RL penis size, for true) was like 7 now, and God knows how many flags I'm SOL on - oh well, those are the breaks.

I'll be back in a week or so, but since I can't really post screenshots†, loot, stalkers/quotes or anything really, you guys will get treated to some random ramblings from me, dumb luck and I, we've had a lot of adventures together. I'll squeeze out something soon when I get the chance and a link to post it.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna to burp the worm - hold my calls.

†(unless asshole of guild posts them to the message board, wink wink nudge nudge jpg png 50k-ish don'tsuxgetultravisionincreasebrightnesslevelsaddsomecontrastplskthx)