Post by Mardi on Jul 1, 2004 13:44:50 GMT -5
There once was a good light hearted player.
She was a descent enough player in the game.
She helped people and such. Then the king
bestowed upon her a title. With the title in hand
her head grew and grew to a point of where
it became larger than her heart.
Her confidence rose and she then decided
to start writing stories that made personal attacks
on players and ex-players in the game. Waving her
title defiantly, she ignored chastising by the King
and continued to write these stories.
Her heart now being as small as a pea did
not have the power to overcome the head that
had grown now to enormous proportions.
And now being hated by the majority of players, she
even goes as far as calling all naked level ones trash in open chat.
Again by being arrogant, she believes her title will protect her from the King.
The King sits in his room, moaning and groaning,
I have created a monster. What can I do to make it right.
She was a descent enough player in the game.
She helped people and such. Then the king
bestowed upon her a title. With the title in hand
her head grew and grew to a point of where
it became larger than her heart.
Her confidence rose and she then decided
to start writing stories that made personal attacks
on players and ex-players in the game. Waving her
title defiantly, she ignored chastising by the King
and continued to write these stories.
Her heart now being as small as a pea did
not have the power to overcome the head that
had grown now to enormous proportions.
And now being hated by the majority of players, she
even goes as far as calling all naked level ones trash in open chat.
Again by being arrogant, she believes her title will protect her from the King.
The King sits in his room, moaning and groaning,
I have created a monster. What can I do to make it right.
