I have a funny conflict story. At least I think it's funny...

In my defense, I was only 16 years old when this happened.

So I am minding my own business in the Landing, helping old ladies across the street and such, and I happen to rub my crystal amulet to see what is for sale, and I see this:

DrEvil: Selling a silver spidersilk pouch, MB 1 silver.
Murp: I would like to bid 1 silver on that fine pouch, good sir.


Then a few more people bid, and then this happens:

DrEvil: Selling a silver spidersilk pouch, CB 50k Murp three times!

And then DrEvil stops sending any thoughts. So I send him a private thought and say:

Murp: Do you want to meet at the bank? I'm assuming I won the bid.
DrEvil: I'm not selling it for less than 100k.
Murp: Then you should have set the minimum bid at 100k.
DrEvil: Whatever, you fairy.

I was about level 18 at that time, so I wasn't going to let anyone talk to me that way. I immediately decided that he would pay for his crimes. So I ran into DrEvil about three days later in Town Central in the Landing. It turns out that DrEvil was an empath!! I tried to interact with him, and he turned out to be AFK.

So I did the obvious thing, and dragged him to the drawbridge at Castle Varunar (the no critter part). That was a hell of a long drag, I'll tell ya. Then I just sat down and waited for him to get back to his keyboard. This was when I looked at him, and realized he was an empath, and currently had no arms or legs.

So he gets back, and the conversation goes like this:

DrEvil: What the hell is going on?
Murp: I just wanted to our continue our conversation on the amulet the other day.
DrEvil: Take me back to the landing or I am reporting you.
Murp: Are you sure you don't want to tell me I'm a fairy again?

*Remember, I was only 16!

DrEvil: Take me back or you'll be sorry.

About a minute passes, then a level 80 or 90 wizard shows up (this was back when you could guesstimate what level someone was because they would be in their 30's, 40's, or 110's...this guy looked about 110, so he was at least level 80). The wizard called wind and put me to sleep, then the GM answered the empath's report.

Now I'm sure the GM was only going to give me a slap on the wrist, but I was in no mood to listen. I wasn't using profanity or anything when he started to tell me why I was wrong (and I was pretty sure my "he called me a fairy" defense wasn't going to fly), but I basically said "I'm going to go eat dinner, I don't got time for you".

Then I got moved into that lockout room you hear about in legends, and I abused the REPORT command to let him know who was boss. Then the GM took away my ability to use REPORT, which I felt was cheating. So I ended up getting a 30 day lockout.

Murp

>And here I thought you were going to end with the wizard in the lockout room with you for logging in another character to take care of his empath's problems....- Andreas

I never attacked the empath, but after being winded and slept by an uninvolved party (even though I kind of started it with the person I had a conflict with), I wasn't really in a mood to explain myself.

I attempt not to misrepresent any of the events, because I think it was a good lesson for me. Don't step on a senior GM's ego!

My only misrepresentation in my previous fake log reconstructed from memory, was my exceedingly polite comments (ie. "I would like to bid on that fine pouch, good sir"), and that was solely for attempted comedic value.

I was kind of hoping someone else had a similar funny story to share. I feel like I just streaked through a party and no one followed me onto the quad.

Murp

>I was kind of hoping someone else had a similar funny story to share.


I've squelched the warn interact text.


The kind of people who use warn interact are the worst sort of people who try to use it to ruin the game for everyone else. I realized a long time ago it was better that the verb didn't exist :)

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Not really... I was just trying to run out on the quad with you :-)

Interesting and amusing story, and yes a good lesson.

My only comparison story would be/is that - my main character for a long period of time was an Onarian Priest - a zealot if you will.

Now, when someone threatens his life, he takes that very seriously. Suffice to say I don't have logs and can't truly or accurately remember the circumstances around which the character made a threat against my Priest. I can say this though, my Priest is extremely proactive in his taking such threats seriously. Afterall, you can't stalk and kill someone who's stalking you to kill you, right?

So, after repeatedly stalking and killing this character (and after each time giving him the opportunity to rescind his threat against my Priest) he eventually gets really upset, involves a GM, and uses that handy-dandy WARN INTERACT verb. Needless to say, the conflict ended there. Much to my relief, honestly. It's a lot of work being proactive in that way, and I as a player would prefer not to. It was however something I felt was entirely IC for my Priest.

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It's amazing what people will do when they think you can't see them.

That sounds like when Keeping it Real Goes Right.

Got something similar.

Was my first Warrior, way back in the day. In the graveyard, just kind of waiting around, letting them swarm up for MSTRIKE. Have three in the room, and suddenly somone gets feared from the next room over.

Well at first I thought, just let him run back, no problem. But no, of course he opens up on my little herd. I poked him, assuming he had not "noticed" he just soiled his pants, and thought this the same dirge. After the second dirge was dead and searched Id had enough and I quickly finished the third before he could rob that one as well. His one attack on it puny and weak, I of course wore a grin while posing over my slain foe. I reminded him who was boss and that this room was mine to make war in... silence. I had obviouly cowed this little man, for he stood in wonder as I gathered more dirges into a managable mob, obliterating the masses when neccisary.

More and more dirges show up, and I was not the only target. In the midst of my dance of death, I failed to notice the puny man go down in his own struggles. When the dirt setteled, he was bleeding in the dirt, and would not respond when I spoke. I realized with shame I had caused this! I had struck him dumb with my perfect physique! In awe of my rock bod and "stupid" warrior talent. OOC I realized he was scripting afk and prolly gonna die. I keep the room clear while calling for a healer to come out to him. None willing to come out to him, and he, now near death, I start pulling him back to town. Get to the gate, start pushing on that when he comes back from afk.

The player screams and hollers at me for pullin hime outta dirges, and assumes Im the reasons he bleeding out.. (he dies from bleedout not 2 seconds after he pulls out his acantha leaf. I cringed.. My character burst a seam!)

He makes a huge fuss over it, blames me for the death, and tracks me down in town and hour later asking for the cost of the deed.

after he brought in the host, I calmly explained how I had protected his character while he "broke the rules" after his IC "rudeness," keeping in all detail of IC appolgies of "causing" this with my perfect body.

Other guy logged out on the host while being lectured on scripting.

Think armstrong from full metal alchemist. only years before, but spot on.
got laughs thinking of that after watching full metal.



anyone else ever have a character that "showed up" in somone elses book, movie, game, etc... ???





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"Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before." - Mae West

The above story could have easily been me as well, except that before I started playing a warrior based out of Icemule, I played an empath that attacked and killed someone (mainly thanks to a lucky drake falchion flare) because he attacked a rolton I was fighting. I didn't even try to talk to him, I just swung and got that special text it gives you when you try to attack another player as an empath. It was right at the ice patch too, so he had to be rezzed out there. I remember getting silenced or thumped by an older player over it somehow. I was real annoying, though, and that happened to me all the time.

I ended up going to the Landing with the empath at level 5 and begging for money on the amunet after someone stole a mithril dagger from me. A random sorcerer came up to me and limb disrupted me until I died and I ended up decaying without any deeds.

I then rolled up a sorcerer and was hunting in the rats/cave worms area when this other sorcerer came up to me and tried to kill be with blood burst -- so I chased him around town and got him with my own blood burst and he bled out in town center. This time I got sympathy since he had been attacking other plays and someone bought me a new drake falchion when I lost my stuff. I never made it past level 1 with the sorcerer and soon rolled up a warrior after someone explained I didn't know what I was doing and should learn to play with a warrior.

By the time I was playing as a warrior I had gotten owned enough times by higher level characters that I avoided conflict. There was, however, this one time me and this guy Darcheart or Darchart or something got in a feud. He was a higher level than me and was threatening that he was gonna kill me for an extended period. I'm sure he would have since he was big into PvP, if I recall correctly. He caught up with me in silverbacks and made this big scene, waving goodbye to me and having his friend act like his chauffeur, handing him the blue crystal. Then an orc came out and swung at me and he saw that my DS was way higher than it should have been. I didn't know what I was doing back then (still probably don't) so I had triple trained in shield use every level so I could get around most places without getting hit. He then put his weapon away and hugged me and tried to act like he had a last minute change of heart since he liked me so much.

Back in the AOL days things were certainly more chaotic. It seemed like there would constantly be some random character going on a killing spree in a lower level hunting area or something.