Tonight was a very interesting night to say the least...
I was just off with a friend of mine and we were looking for stuff to sate our boredom and make our small little hovel better than before.
Things were going well, until we both see two people roll up in boats. Compared to us, they were like Gods! I practically shat myself when they hopped out and ran up to us--super fast I might add. I was surrounded and the next thing I know, my friend ditches me for his Hearthfire while screaming for me to do the same.
I'm panicking.
I first thought about running, just to see how far I get and maybe, by some sheer chance, I lose them and live to see another virtual day. Then, one begins to talk to me. I thought for a second, maybe if I talk back they'll be nice and let me go free. Things seem smooth enough and I relax a bit. Then, combat was initiated and I, yet again, shat myself. But the person continues to calmly talk to me while filling their attack meter.
When I asked if they were going to kill me, they simply replied, "Not yet."
My heart sank. This would be the second time I was killed in this game and it would just kill me inside and I probably would have never returned. But after a few more words exchanged, this person seemed like a pretty cool dude. They even asked me if I wanted some sort of curio thing! Me of course being the noob I am, asked them what it was and happily agreed to the handout.
They then said, "This'll only hurt for a bit." then ran up to me. I was speechless as they one hitted me and knocked me to the floor.
Great. I'm dead.
I watched them as they appeared to loot my body of all my noobish possessions. But, unlike my first death, I realized that I was KO'd and still able to walk and exist again!
I was so grateful that they let me live and gave me some stuff to get a better jump start on the game! I was crying tears of joy.
Don't worry, my friend got a taste of this as well. They found our home, and did the same to him. He was complaining that people on the game were heartless and enjoyed killing for the fun of killing. But he too soon realized that these two were some of the few that had a soul.
We quickly thanked them and frolicked around our farm happily.
We were trolled so hard, yet we were shown mercy.
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I was told by the person who initially killed and trolled the heck out of me, that their name was screwbag.
I lurked the forum a bit and read up some of their posts like a stalker--forgive me XP-- and found out that he or she is pretty boss.
Thanks again! Now I shall change my pants if you don't mind :3
FAITH IN HAVEN AND HEARTH RESTORED!