03-06-2014, 04:57 PM
Let me tell you a little story. A story about a man with a dream and two spare meatballs in his shirt pocket.
... I have no idea where that was going, but now that it's out of the way let me tell you a better, more interesting story. There was once a Serpah who had gone back onto CotH. He tried to find some roleplay, but had a more difficult time of it than he remembered. He figured, "Meh, no worries. I'll just go back to other things," and then he went and made some meatballs andGUYSIJUSTFIGUREDITOUT
So there are literally oodles ( @"puncturedwords" ) and also spaghootles ( @"Felitsa" ) of people at my apartment who are logging into CotH all the time. I started waggling my old man cane at them and talking about back in my day when you couldn't go two feet without tripping over a character profile for some kind of demonic blood-drinking anarchist, and now I'm nostalgic. Le sigh.
I still have less time on my hands than a teflon marmoset with the shakes (working full time, writing a sequel to that novel I guess I published), but I'm here. Again. I want to give things a go and maybe have like two dedicated characters this time. Maybe start a guild, buy a used Chrysler LeBaron. Drive around GM Island with the top down and the speakers blaring at 2 in the morning like some kind of sadistic wake-up call for Kret and Grak.
... Oh, and did you guys notice the server is running Cata now? That's pretty sweet. Now we can all have top hats and all of my characters can be EVEN MORE ANGRY.
See you on there maybe!
... I have no idea where that was going, but now that it's out of the way let me tell you a better, more interesting story. There was once a Serpah who had gone back onto CotH. He tried to find some roleplay, but had a more difficult time of it than he remembered. He figured, "Meh, no worries. I'll just go back to other things," and then he went and made some meatballs andGUYSIJUSTFIGUREDITOUT
So there are literally oodles ( @"puncturedwords" ) and also spaghootles ( @"Felitsa" ) of people at my apartment who are logging into CotH all the time. I started waggling my old man cane at them and talking about back in my day when you couldn't go two feet without tripping over a character profile for some kind of demonic blood-drinking anarchist, and now I'm nostalgic. Le sigh.
I still have less time on my hands than a teflon marmoset with the shakes (working full time, writing a sequel to that novel I guess I published), but I'm here. Again. I want to give things a go and maybe have like two dedicated characters this time. Maybe start a guild, buy a used Chrysler LeBaron. Drive around GM Island with the top down and the speakers blaring at 2 in the morning like some kind of sadistic wake-up call for Kret and Grak.
... Oh, and did you guys notice the server is running Cata now? That's pretty sweet. Now we can all have top hats and all of my characters can be EVEN MORE ANGRY.
See you on there maybe!