DeadLegend wrote:
1: Helping random people with minor crap. I've farmed hundreds of kazham keys, elshimo ivory slabs, lb1 items, coffer keys, testimonies, helped on zms, walked lv20s to jeuno, etc. Not really major I guess but it sucks to have to shout for help and there's so much stuff you can't complete alone in the game, basically payment to the cosmos for random acts of kindness bestowed upon me and to help along people who play solo. I buy people birthday gifts.
2: I'm a dick in general but 3 things stand out. First, never helping caduceus with siren hair, which kills me because I usually help people with crap like that. Second telling a friend I tossed an item they signed for me. Broke an ls I made just for a friend and I. lol
3: Almost had to quit the game around august 2004 due to irl junk, ended up selling or giving away most of my crap in-game. When it turned out I could continue playing my friend Kalade put together an alliance to finish my lb1 and get me rolling again. Alliance included xiona(as like 62 thf) who I knew via Lungcancer. Prick made a bet that if the lich paper dropped on his first kill I owed him 10k. Lo and behold the shit drops on his first kill. Zilart hooked me up with a zm4 group. Caduceus told me where to get cheap flax flowers.
4: Can't think of anything. Bad shit doesn't really happen unless you play socially and I was a solo player for a long time. I'm surprised I can't think of anything because I have memory like a steel trap and I hold grudges. Only thing that comes to mind is some friends saying they'd help on zm5 and then completely refusing to. I ended up walking through ifrit's cauldron alone and without a map or guide. Got to the stone and said I quit. Luckily I noticed Caduceus was in yhoator jungle, so I asked what was up and he said he was helping a friend through IC at the time, for that very mission, so I ended up getting it done. Party was kaylia, corwin(in fs), caduceus(in csb), and some people from forsaken who needed it.
lol, theres so much I've forgot. I do remember synthing linen til' our eyes fell out.