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you should keep throwing around your phrase 'subjective valuations' that your probably just learned in your econ 101 course to try and keep sounding smart though
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I find that sad. Sorry. Hey if something truly were important on the line, I could understand the vicious competition. I love my EQ, I love the little treasures I've amassed. We all like to measure. I just can't reconcile being a dick to someone for my treasures. I understand the argument of time invested bringing commensurate in-game reward, but there are times (and admissions in this thread) that that is not the issue at play. I guess I sound like a fucking hippy, but there's just no reason to be so mean about one's advancement or position at the top. Like I used to say in live, you can't fuck anybody with an e-peen. Maybe what interests me about the topic is the true motivations of a player that leads them to such a state that they willfully, and understandingly will try to prevent other players from experiencing things for their own perceived status. I suppose it's akin to those folks that are fascinated by serial killers. What makes them do that? Where's the benefit? I'm straying off topic, but I'm running out of words to describe what whirls in my head on the issue. I've already failed at describing my curiosity, or I don't think I would have received the replies I did. That's my failure. It is interesting to me. Hopefully, with my style and pace, by the time I'm ready for some Fear or Hate... there will be room for me. That's how it happened in Live for me. I'm a broken record in saying that I was the master of wasting time in EQ. 310 days on Lagaidh Smif the 1st, and I made L70 with a few hundred AAs. Hey, at least I reached the level cap for when I quit, hehe. Anyway, thanks to those that responded to my meandering thoughts without resorting to flaming me or calling me a newb. I appreciate that much. Cheers. See you in Norrath.
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This thread kept reminding me of something. I finally figured out what it was...
Run. This is my character. I can make his face look like I want, and I can name him, and I can choose his stats. This is fun! See Xribinlendarxis run. Run, Xribinlendarxis, run! This is my rat. I will slay the rat and rip off his whiskers. This is fun! See my rat run. Run, rat, run! This is my quest. I'm helping this man who can't find his daughter. The story is, she got lost in the sewer, and a shark ate her. This is so cool. I wonder how many things like this there are in the game? There's so much to do! There's the shark now, run, shark, run! This is my partner, Corandialisteria. She is a healer, and I am a fighter. We can kill more stuff if we work together. This is going to sound funny, but I really feel like I know her, you know? We're getting to be real friends, not just in the game. We try to meet every night, because we make such a great team. Run, team, run! This is my group. We are fighting together. We are just learning what the other classes can do, so we die a lot, but it doesn't matter. I reappear one zone away, so I can get back to my group really fast. We are beating the orcs. This is fun! Run, orc, run! This is my room in a dungeon. My group fights all the things that spawn here. It's a long walk if we die, but we're better at fighting now, so we don't die very often. Our group just got the L33T SWORD OF ASS KICKING! We decided the warrior needs it the most, and we gave it to him. He's pretty happy. Run, warrior, run! This is my camp in the dungeon. We can't seem to find an enchanter, or a bard, or anyone with crowd control, so we're kind of on edge at the moment and getting a little touchy and temperamental, but we're camping for the UBER L33T MACE OF INYOFACE and the thing who drops it only pops every two hours, so we gotta hang on for a little longer. Hey! One dropped! Um… the warrior wants it, and he's been here for six hours, but the cleric has been here for eleven hours and he really wants it for his warrior twink, but I'm pretty sure he's going to sell it. Dammit, what do I do now? Everyone wants it, and it takes forever to get one, "be patient" is NOT going to go over well…wtf is a train, and why does the guy in the next room keep yelling it? WHERE THE HELL DID ALL THOSE FROGS COME FROM! Run, Xribinlendarxis, run! This is my part of the dungeon, and I fucking own it! Man, we've been pulling the named Bigcritterofboxershortscream all NIGHT and it's running like clockwork. We are one well-oiled MACHINE, I tell you, and we're managing to pull all the shit from three rooms around. It fucking hurts to be this good! Sure, it took four hours for the break in, and we had a nasty CR, but we regrouped and we made it! Pulling the whole area is what makes it worthwhile, you know? I died three times getting here, but the way we're pulling I'm going to make that exp back AND make a healthy profit selling the phat lewt we have dropping on us like a fucking hailstorm. We rule! Hey - what the fuck? That d00d from The Shining Knights of Nutlicking just took one of my pops! Who the fuck he thinks he is, coming in here and farming my goddam repops? This area is mine, motherfucker! Get out or I'll train your ass out! Run, biotch, run! This is my plane. First of all, cocksucker, your little no name bunch of roleplaying L00ZERS couldn't hack it up here without my skillz, so don't even think about raiding up here. Check the board, you little pussy, and grovel nicely, and MAYBE I'll let you up here to slurp up my sloppy seconds. If you wanted to play in my plane, you should have bought the game when I did on release and play 24/7. You snooze, you lose, asshole. My group, I mean my guild, earned the right to be here, and while I was WORKING on my shit, you were what? Doing quests? Making friends? Exploring? What a gimp. What did you think this was, a game? Get the fuck out of here, or no one who's anyone on this server will cyber you with someone else's keyboard. Run, loser, run. This is my zone. I swear to fucking god, if that stupid Cyclops doesn't show up and drop a ring I'm going to go postal. I am the only one in the entire game who doesn't have jboots, and everyone knows you can't play the game without jboots. There's just no way in hell. I gotta have them, and I deserve them. I don't see why I can't just slaughter that little fucking Yoda clone and grab his pair. What the hell were the designers thinking, putting in quests? You'd think this game was about quests or some such shit. Dammit, none of this shit in this zone has been experience for about fifty levels now. I've been camped here for three solid days, I haven't eaten anything except Hot Pockets and pizza, and I smell funny. I just want the ring, please gimme the ring, I can't deal with this anymore, just fucking POP YOU STUPID CYCLOPS!!! Holy shit, it did. It popped. Oh, my god, in five minutes I can go take a shower and empty the ashtray, I just need to kill it and loot the ring. Wha… it's dead? Who the fuck is looting it? Corandialisteria?!? You fucking whore! I said I was camping the zone, you stupid twat! It's MINE! I said IT WAS MINE, are you deaf, you pusholed bitch! I knew you at level three, wtf happened to you? What? I said you were a twat, and I'll say it again. TWAT TWAT TWAT. What? YOU'RE A MAN???? AAAAAAAAAAAARGHHHHHHHHHHH…. Run, EQ players, run. Tweetyrants © 2000. Run away! Flee! http://web.archive.org/web/200302282...weety/run.html | ||
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But all of that probably went over your head anyway. I'm happy if it didn't, however, because you'll be able to reply with substance instead of: "u think ur so smart, keep using your key phrases," and "calling your analogy stupid disproves it." Cmon, try harder. Quote:
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Do you pleasure yourself constantly instead of playing EQ, or do it constantly while you play EQ? No? Then, at least at times, you value EQ higher than sexual pleasure. At those times you value EQ more, you play. Why is your position of more sex better than someone else's position of more EQ (although both positions possess different amounts of both) objectively better? If both of you are content with the amounts you have, why should everyone follow your balance? Since both result in tangible benefits, the analogy stands. As I said before, the scale and circumstance are different, but the form is the same - sacrificing more time, resources, or opportunities than the other guy to receive a greater reward in the same arena - and you don't always get a greater reward, but is almost always the result of putting more time into a competitive endeavor than your competitors. | ||||||||
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stop this endless spewing of worthless words and let the sword speak for you
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As a preface, Lagaidh, I find you a nice enough person - I just think this topic relates to whether we're using reason (rather than unbridled emotion or subjective determination) in our relationships with other people on the server.
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Does that make him a jerk, a dick, or "like people who are fascinated by serial killers?" No - it makes them a competitor. You may not come to this game as a competitor - others do. The game is built as a competition unless the people in the game or those who have authority (Nilbog, etc) agree to something else. That's all there is to it, and it's entirely valid. Quote:
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