mmrpgs seem so impersonal and tacky
-- Ganbare Goemon (jonathan.william...), December 25th, 2004.
but it doesn't change the fact that when someone suggests something like a player-initialized tax system, where if one is to build property in a city one might have to pay a certain weekly level-based fee, so that the player-elected player-mayor can pay player-volunteer police to protect that property, and the town, while he is offline rather than levelling themselves, and that if this fee were withheld the same city officials might trash his property or, if permadeath, even PK his character, and that cities might offer differing tax rates or none at all and some might be corrupt, all BECAUSE OF THE FUCKING PLAYERS INVOLVED, well it's pretty much exactly the same erotic "whoaaammmmmmm" as the girl in this picture: http://www.viceland.com/issues_au/v1n8/htdocs/dos_donts/images/4_03.jpg
― Gravel Puzzleworth (Gregory Henry), Sunday, 26 December 2004 04:30 (nineteen years ago) link
― Gravel Puzzleworth (Gregory Henry), Sunday, 26 December 2004 04:34 (nineteen years ago) link
― chaki in charge (chaki), Sunday, 26 December 2004 04:42 (nineteen years ago) link
OR, and this is stolen from the Dawn FAQ which I'll try and find a link to later, what if you started with only a world? What if cities, instead of being there at the start in some shitty plot, had to be hewn out by the players themselves? Who had first exterminated the local goblins, who had a actual breeding rate that collapsed if a local population were killed too fast, rather than shitty respawning? If players, later, got worried about the total extermination of useful mobgroups near key cities and lobbied to impose caps on their slaying?
― Gravel Puzzleworth (Gregory Henry), Sunday, 26 December 2004 04:43 (nineteen years ago) link
― teeny (teeny), Sunday, 26 December 2004 04:44 (nineteen years ago) link
― teeny (teeny), Sunday, 26 December 2004 04:45 (nineteen years ago) link
"Er, hello? Fuckface? What the fuck are you doing? Turn to your right and start talking and talking and talking and keep talking until you're at her house (remember how it goes: talking... laughing... fucking). What is the matter with the kids today? Dude, she looks like a supermodel cartoon where a squirrel or Pepe le Pew or whatever sees a super-hot female version of whatever he is and he get so excited his eyes pop out of their sockets and go ka-zoing. Why aren't your eyes popping out of your head you dick!?'
and it's brilliant)
― Gravel Puzzleworth (Gregory Henry), Sunday, 26 December 2004 04:56 (nineteen years ago) link
― You've Got to Pick Up Every Stitch (tracerhand), Sunday, 26 December 2004 06:08 (nineteen years ago) link