Originally Posted by Ridikulus
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In 2008 they had a two month long GM event where they populated Blackburrow and Lower Guk with level 80 monsters and droppable twink gear that was worth millions. Basically in June Lower Guk was revamped, and in July Blackburrow.
I single handedly ruined the event for everyone that wasn't in my little casual guild that I ran.
Recently having become unemployed, I spent every waking hour in each of the zones boxing my bard main, and few friend's characters namely a berserker, cleric, and warrior.
The craziest part ? I wasn't actually breaking any rules or training anyone. Even though I had thousands of petitions against me and everyone was claiming I was killing them or hacking in order to get their named.
I even had GMs come in and talk to me about all the petitions they were receiving. They couldn't do anything to me.
I simply had every single camp on a timer, and was able to invis to specific locations which allowed me to pull all the named in the zone from any camp. The GM told me I was pretty much out playing people and there was nothing he could do.
I had people training me all day and using warp hacks on me in order to not die from their own trains. It was hilarious because those were the exact things people were claiming that I was doing in order to get their named. The GMs were watching me and knew the truth, however.
After the events were over, the backlash was fucking insane. I'm still the most hated person on the entire server, to this day.
The rumors and lies about me got so out of hand that I couldn't even walk into a zone without people shouting to CLEAR THE WAY JERI IS ABOUT TO TRAIN EVERYONE.
Every single person who grouped with me or was my friend was blacklisted and harassed for YEARS. Also, every single person associated with me in any way was accused of being my alt.
Now I'm willing to admit, that ruining the GM event that Summer was pretty whack. But it's not like I kept the gear all to myself, I geared out all of my friends and guildees with it, barely making any profit. I mean, the people trying to camp it were basically going to do the same thing with the gear, right ? I was just taking care of my own, because I could. That whole event was comprised of people who already had better gear, fighting over twink gear like a pack of wild dogs. I just happened to be the giant mutant hyena in the center.
The backlash became so outlandish, that I was forced to abandon the bard entirely even though it was max AA and nicely geared. So I gave it away and started a new bard from scratch.
I then started a new guild where I would help people all day and powerlevel them. This went well for about a year until someone on the inside ratted me out and now my new identity was compromised. People left my guild in droves for fear of being associated with me, and I lost heart and quit live.
The hundreds of friends that I had made over the years, the years of glory I had in the server's top guild as their main puller, probably the best puller/bard Brotherhood of the Spider ever had. The thousands of players I've helped over the years, a legendary reputation dating all the way back to 2001. None of that mattered anymore because of what I did that Summer. They even rewrote the history of my original bard, (he was originally banned for a bad surname) saying that he was banned for hacking/training. I was now considered lower than trash. Even the people who defended me were just accused of being my alts and ignored.
It's really amazing, the power of rumor and slander. Everquest is just like a highschool.
You can log into the Rathe server right now and people will still be cursing my name in general chat (Jeri), almost paranoid that I'm still lurking in the shadows to ruin their day.
I get stopped at least once or twice a week on this server by people asking me "If I'm that guy from the Rathe".
Haha thankfully the majority of people I've met here quit playing live before my little incident, and only remember me for my time in BotS.
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