'd00d ne 1 want to hunt in kurns wit me?'

A sure sign of... LAMERS.

*Ultra-Super-Gag-DOOD-Mode, COMENCE!*

*Aeadil, the lv 48 monks slowly turns to face the lv 12 Iksar Warrior.*

He replies, 'Sure, I'll group with you, I'm lv 11'

While, I, the lv 25 Iksar monk was...

*Sraaz picks his nose s'more*

After a quick dicusion in groupchat, we both go /anon, and group with the clueless target.

We zone, then it hits me... SCREENS!

You see... The mind does devious things when zoning. 'The zone' changes the man. It warps him.

It makes him mimic doods.

The poor Warrior brings me to the 'SEEKRIT ROOM', and Aeadil gets lost. (Suprise. He is much l337 in geting lost.) Between the SEEKRIT ROOM and the door, a couple skeles tag on for the ride.

Notice the profound loss of IQ and overabuse of capslock. I am quite fluent in DOODism.

Aeadil is still lost and spouting mad gibberish.

In fact, enough mad gibberish to be rivaled to the dreaded AOL USERS.

A/S/L?! A/S/L!?.. Heh heh.. That always...
Nevermind, back to the subjuct...

I then try to give the rambling Aeadil directions to the SEEKRIT ROOM OF AL'KABOR(I liked that little add on. Of Al'Kabor. Sounds better, don't you think?)

Of all the things, he comes up with,

Bravo. I couldn't have been any stupider.

The target tries to help also...(Here's a preview of how he 'Communicated')

Meanwhile, I pull more skeles, claiming things like, 'It's my perfume', and such nonesence.

Yes, I showed those Skeles. 'HA DED'. *chuckle*(And again, you see more of his 'communication')

AGAIN, the DOOD trys to help Aeadil get to the SEEKRIT ROOM...

...Which is promptly met with more ravings from Aeadil and I.

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"Who's there?"
"This is your consciou-"

I snuffed that voice, and brought Aeadil to the SEEKRIT ROOM.

See how UBER it is?

***NOTE***
Aeadil mentions cheats. We all know there are no cheats in EQ.

Well, everyone except the target. Reluctant to believe at first, he soon gives in. Keep an eye out.

Somehow, the skeletons followed us into the SEEKRIT ROOM. Last time I wear 'Ode to a Toliet Bowl' perfume.

We needed sows and heals! But that damn Rihlizihilz wouldn't give them out. We knew he had them. Evil bastard. We plot.

So smart, are we not? We didn't want him to catch on to us!

Aeadil then makes an AMAZING Discovery about 'chips'.

Then I suffer a stroke of amnesia, and promt;

I really forgot. Honest.

I turn my 'cheats' on again.

You can see his little scaley ears perking from here.

I pull, then trip on my FACE on the way back.

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Heheheh...Anyways...

An invisble cleric happens to stroll along at that exact moment and Rez us, for we had just crumbled to the floor, dead.

Our target has gained more IQ!(2)

You mean, he wasn't getting any exp with a lv 48 in the group? NOOOOOOOO! It appears he's on to us....Wait, nevermind.

He kindly asks us to stop 'cheating', because he is not getting any exp.

More talk about 'cheat's.

We decide to hold off on them, and make Aeadil pull.

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I "grow" some mana, and notice that the lv 12 has no last name. I offer suggestions.

I forget when Aeadil is. I /tell him. I get 'I am lost'. I /groupsay him... In 'character.'

Ritz-Crackers or whoever his name was, wants to know where Aeadil is, and threatens to leave. We reassure him. (loudly)

We dicuss caps. And where the hell everyone is.

I came.

And lo and behold, there's a Shaman near the entrance, who I pursude to group with us to shrink us. ***NOTE**** You'll notice me telling him what we're doing.

The target gets REALLY fed up, and leaves the group.

But no, we are cheating, and getting tons of exp! He rejoins. We talk about cheating some more...

AND HE FALLS FOR IT.

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We 'magicly' change our levels!

The Shaman shrinks us...CHEATERS!

I fall down again.

The four of us decided to head down to the basement.

We encounter resistance.

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We find the door leading to the basement, and whereapon I disband the Target, for he didn't know how to cheat, and thereofore wasn't l337 enough to group. I give him this parting statement.

Sraaz tells the group, 'GET SMART'

***NOTE***

This was real. I only cropped the text in some pictues, rather than expose you to the full insantiy and cruely of the siduation.

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I logged onto your server and pulled a prank on Sraaz and Aeadil!

I am so l33t!

Seriously though, that was funny as hell Much more interesting that my first visit to Fear last night.

This understatement brought to you by the Coalition of Bloody Funny Things.

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but it was funny!!!

*White Mage sticks the note on Black Mage's back, on that unreachable spot!!!*

Neither of them had the DECENCY to thank me for helpin with those sig pics! That took at LEAST 5 minutes of my time!!

WAAAAH!!

Bajah WONKS Black Mage AND DivaliciousEm!!

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Originally posted by Bajah:
Bah, I'm gonna keep Wonking Black Mage.
In fact, I think I'll wonk Emmy, too.

Neither of them had the DECENCY to thank me for helpin with those sig pics! That took at LEAST 5 minutes of my time!!

WAAAAH!!

Bajah WONKS Black Mage AND DivaliciousEm!!

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~yelps, and thanks Bajah by kissing his shoes ~

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Originally posted by DivaliciousEm:

~yelps, and thanks Bajah by kissing his shoes ~

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smiles happily

By the way, that isn't shoes. That's hair.
I'm a HALFLING!

smiles again

Someone finally gives the Halfer some proper respect!

/friend divaliciousem

And I love how it matches

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Originally posted by Bajah:
smiles happily

By the way, that isn't shoes. That's hair.
I'm a HALFLING!

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Originally posted by Bajah:

One for Em, too.

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I posted this in your "Who am I corrupting?" thread long before you changed your sig pic! You hate me

Alright, their not the same

I got my Sig from Trent first my man, sorry.

I do like halfings though. BBQed, rare, sauted, flambed, etc...

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Good work lads!

Nothing but the facts, ma'am.

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HLFing DRUd says, 'can i get clarity'
Vereth says, 'only if you tell us your a dirty halfling.'
HLFing DRUd says, 'im a dirty halfling'
Skaw says, 'Not good enough, go fight that caiman and prove to us your worth my mana.'

few seconds later.

HLFing DRUd says, 'it dead'
Vereth says, 'now go kill that drybone.'

few more seconds.

HLFing DRUd says, 'done'

Skaw says, 'OK, now go out abit(since we're at the docks) and wait for a giant named Cazel to walk by, hail him, and give him 2gp. He'll give you a nice druid weapon or something lame that you guys like.'

We see Cazel 0wnz0r him in 3 hits.

Druid spawns back near us(must've bound by)

HLFing DRUd says, 'wtf why he attack?'

Vereth says, 'Did you give him the money?'

HLFing DRUd says, 'no'

Skaw says, 'Well theres why.'

We leave to play with the spectres while the druid finds a way to get his guarded body.

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That's just... well mean and very very very funny.

Anyway...where do I get those 1337 ch3ats?

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