Legacyofpain
02-20-2009, 05:47 AM
NOTE: I was asked to post this by a friend who is scared of your wrath I personally agree that this was bullshit but for many reasons I quit Simutronics altogether. Namely Solomon's complete inability to keep the sides he took in player (not character) vs player conflicts to him fuckingself. I agree with my friend here that this is bullshit though. Christ. Why is simutronics letting itself become the asshole store? The guy who mans the phones is a god, but from what i can tell everyone else is a wanker. Too bad my friend kind of lost his objectivity when he ballantly tells a gm in a say that he was calculating redux (OOC...)
Here goes:
So I met this guy Euno, after talking for awhile and looking for a
locksmith in east tower, we got to talking about redux.
He's level 33, I'm 42. So he swung his lance at me, and I swung at him.
He also had a empath with him who healed us afterwards. No big deal.
Then this happens..
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Euno whispers, "Hang on bud, GMs starting to send noc messages saying she is abusing game."
>
Euno whispers, "By healing us."
>
Noctavia murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
Noctavia concentrates.
Noctavia's abdomen looks better.
>
Euno whispers, "But I doubt that theyll come since nobodys on duty right now."
>
[Entering rest mode...press any key to resume.]
Noctavia murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
Noctavia gestures.
Noctavia's left leg looks better.
>
[Leaving rest mode.]
wh eu Come?
You quietly whisper to Euno, "Come?"
You quietly whisper to Euno, "We would've just gone to another healer in tsc anyway to get healed."
>
You do not feel drained anymore.
>
Euno nods to you.
>
Euno says, "Exactly."
>
You quietly whisper to Euno, "I don't think we were doing it on purpose."
[Coastal Cliffs]
A brisk wind from the Bay lashes against your skin as you move along the coastal cliffs overlooking the deep blue of the Darkstone to the north. Scraggly tree roots dangle from the rock face and provide a crude shelter for nesting fenvaoks. You also see the Lydrift disk, the merchant road and a gilt mithril gate.
Also here: GameMaster Emeradan, Lady Noctavia, Lord Euno
Obvious paths: west
>
Emeradan whispers to the group, "Of course not... cause Lydrift whispers to Euno, "Swing that lance at me, I want to see what happens." isn't on purpose at all."
>
Emeradan smiles.
Emeradan stretches.
>
Noctavia blinks at Emeradan.
>
Emeradan whispers to the group, "Morning."
>
You say, "Oh, I was just going to calculate our redux."
>
Emeradan whispers to the group, "Use herbs."
You say, "Wasn't meaning to do it maliciously."
>
Emeradan winks at you.
>'ok
You say, "Ok."
>nod
You nod.
You say, "I will remember that."
>
Euno whispers to the group, "Good morning, and yes, we were testing armor, and weapons if you look at the logs."
>
Emeradan nods to you.
Emeradan whispers to the group, "Any other questions?"
You whisper, "Nope, I'll remember to use herbs next time. Thanks." to your group.
>
Emeradan nods to you.
>
Emeradan whispers to the group, "Take care, then."
>look emer
You see GameMaster Emeradan McCloud.
He looks like he either just woke up or hasn't slept in days.
His short, straight dark brown hair is in a state of disarray, and his dark eyes look a little bloodshot.
He is wearing a shadowy black golvern chain suspending a miniature kelyn statue of Vel'Athorre, a bone-inlaid fire opal pin, a glass amulet, a brilliant white crystal pendant, a deeply-hooded black leather longcloak trimmed with silver-threaded runes, a matte black dagger harness, a carved stone fortress locket, a floresiensis skull, a tiny wings-spread pterodactyl charm, a white silk poets shirt, an antique silver armband, a soft kitten bag, a small lizard, a warped platinum star, a brass-bound maoral Adventurer's Guild badge, a mechanical shan pin, Teh Pwn, a tooled black leather satchel slung over his shoulder, a Rose McGowan doll, a dark ora skull ring, a thick black leather belt, a small silk coin pouch, some supple doeskin leather trousers, and some black leather boots.
>
You hear the sound of rustling leaves behind you. Looking over your shoulder to investigate, you find nothing there. However, when you turn back around, you notice that Emeradan has vanished.
Here goes:
So I met this guy Euno, after talking for awhile and looking for a
locksmith in east tower, we got to talking about redux.
He's level 33, I'm 42. So he swung his lance at me, and I swung at him.
He also had a empath with him who healed us afterwards. No big deal.
Then this happens..
---------------------------
Euno whispers, "Hang on bud, GMs starting to send noc messages saying she is abusing game."
>
Euno whispers, "By healing us."
>
Noctavia murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
Noctavia concentrates.
Noctavia's abdomen looks better.
>
Euno whispers, "But I doubt that theyll come since nobodys on duty right now."
>
[Entering rest mode...press any key to resume.]
Noctavia murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
Noctavia gestures.
Noctavia's left leg looks better.
>
[Leaving rest mode.]
wh eu Come?
You quietly whisper to Euno, "Come?"
You quietly whisper to Euno, "We would've just gone to another healer in tsc anyway to get healed."
>
You do not feel drained anymore.
>
Euno nods to you.
>
Euno says, "Exactly."
>
You quietly whisper to Euno, "I don't think we were doing it on purpose."
[Coastal Cliffs]
A brisk wind from the Bay lashes against your skin as you move along the coastal cliffs overlooking the deep blue of the Darkstone to the north. Scraggly tree roots dangle from the rock face and provide a crude shelter for nesting fenvaoks. You also see the Lydrift disk, the merchant road and a gilt mithril gate.
Also here: GameMaster Emeradan, Lady Noctavia, Lord Euno
Obvious paths: west
>
Emeradan whispers to the group, "Of course not... cause Lydrift whispers to Euno, "Swing that lance at me, I want to see what happens." isn't on purpose at all."
>
Emeradan smiles.
Emeradan stretches.
>
Noctavia blinks at Emeradan.
>
Emeradan whispers to the group, "Morning."
>
You say, "Oh, I was just going to calculate our redux."
>
Emeradan whispers to the group, "Use herbs."
You say, "Wasn't meaning to do it maliciously."
>
Emeradan winks at you.
>'ok
You say, "Ok."
>nod
You nod.
You say, "I will remember that."
>
Euno whispers to the group, "Good morning, and yes, we were testing armor, and weapons if you look at the logs."
>
Emeradan nods to you.
Emeradan whispers to the group, "Any other questions?"
You whisper, "Nope, I'll remember to use herbs next time. Thanks." to your group.
>
Emeradan nods to you.
>
Emeradan whispers to the group, "Take care, then."
>look emer
You see GameMaster Emeradan McCloud.
He looks like he either just woke up or hasn't slept in days.
His short, straight dark brown hair is in a state of disarray, and his dark eyes look a little bloodshot.
He is wearing a shadowy black golvern chain suspending a miniature kelyn statue of Vel'Athorre, a bone-inlaid fire opal pin, a glass amulet, a brilliant white crystal pendant, a deeply-hooded black leather longcloak trimmed with silver-threaded runes, a matte black dagger harness, a carved stone fortress locket, a floresiensis skull, a tiny wings-spread pterodactyl charm, a white silk poets shirt, an antique silver armband, a soft kitten bag, a small lizard, a warped platinum star, a brass-bound maoral Adventurer's Guild badge, a mechanical shan pin, Teh Pwn, a tooled black leather satchel slung over his shoulder, a Rose McGowan doll, a dark ora skull ring, a thick black leather belt, a small silk coin pouch, some supple doeskin leather trousers, and some black leather boots.
>
You hear the sound of rustling leaves behind you. Looking over your shoulder to investigate, you find nothing there. However, when you turn back around, you notice that Emeradan has vanished.