And then this happened...

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Thievery. Dicks. And...your crown looks better as a collar. It’s tight and turns you a touch purple. Purrfect.

It’s a dick move in a game - thievery. Stealing from ones clan/alliance/guild is among some of the shittiest party fouls you can pull. Perform such prick-ish proclivities among the wrong group of people and your coronation as King/Queen Douche-a-licious may turn into a negative side-effect you find on the side of a little blue pill bottle. 

There’s a definite list of people you meet in gaming..the list can be long and feel painfully longer in some game over others. If a rogue or thief is not an actual player class in the game you’re playing, it’s a good indicator that skill set will be frowned upon should you begin employing it on the masses. Especially if the masses are your own comrades in arms.

Villians have their place, but being mindful when one decides to whip out the handlebar mustache is important. If you must get your villainy on, pvp is a great way to be dastardly and dark. Let your villain freak flag fly as you cut down your enemies and leave them crawling from you in a pool of their own blood, while you loot the items you’ve lovingly knocked loose.  Relish it. 

All things have a place...

...as do people and things they’ve purchased in-game for the clan to utilize and help everyone grow. If it’s not yours and you’ve not been cleared to take it. Hands off. Respect and trust in a game are hard to win back, just as it can be in real life. Tread carefully...some bridges you can’t uncross once you set fire to the structure. You’ll be hardpressed to find an architect who will rebuild it once it’s been reduced to ash. 

It’s simple. 

Don’t be a dick.

Don’t take things that aren’t yours.

Especially if you’ve been welcomed to use the facilities present. Once you do...you look pretty idiotic standing alone on your island with your crown of shit and stolen loot. This is a survival game, Ivan #7241. All your antics proved is that you’d be voted off the island and fantasized fondly of as raptor food. 

P.S. I hope though that raptors don’t eat you, that seems cruel to the raptors. 

- Runs Towards Dire Wolves Screaming (Puppies!)

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War Games. Working w/what you got. No fun sucks. There will be fire.

Things you write in a guild/alliance after a weekend of outside Drama Llamas, Game Trolls, & Burn Parties.

As a player you decide what kind of an experience you hope to have. Something brought you to this game, what was it?  If you're a serious war gamer intent on kingdom domination, this may just be a stepping stone for might growth. I landed to get points for another game, but stayed because I liked the people & this guild.

What is your commitment level? From the current drama we encountered, some people breathe, eat, sleep this game to a level of seriousness that is a fun suck. I may pop on a lot, but it's on a device I carry 24/7. Real life comes first. This is a past time. Activity level & might have reqs in some guilds, this one does not. So, play when you can, we're always glad to see you when you log on.

Most war games wind up in some huge kingdom wide battle. Big guilds, small guilds - everyone gets burned repeatedly. Even the biggest bad ass in a kingdom eventually meets a bigger bad ass & gets burnt. Get too big, bully enough people, they message game celebs & someone ports in & becomes hero of a kingdom on a livestream. Fans made. Accolades. Yay!

So what about us? We do not play well with outside dramas or guild bullies. War games take a twisted sense of humor & madness. If you grow in a more organic fashion like we do, you play a bit more outside the box. You shield, defend, attack when you can, and make em burn res, troops, speedups, ports, tempers, and cash. Victory isn't always determined by high stats. You can make an alt and kill lots of troops to raise kills. So, I don't take much stock in player numbers.

War games are more than just troop building and raids. In a real war, a company or unit is only as strong as its members. We come under fire, we watch our castles burn, our armies die, but it's what we do afterwards that counts.

We may curse/laugh, but we dust each other off & keep growing. We share a few laughs, check-in on each others days/nights. It becomes a gaming family if your lucky. Some of us may be going through some very heavy things. In fact, some players have come and gone because U-U was what they needed at a difficult moment, but were able to regroup and return to RL things. So thank you to the members in here who may have helped without knowing.

If you're here, you're here for the people, and to pretend to be a War Lord of War Goddess. You have a life outside this game & aren't spending it in here except during down times, pass some time, or shoot the breezes. Game devs provide the game field, you create the fun. We're a mad house who does things differently & occasionally makes friends on the map who don't mind our antics.

And all who come for us...well, we'll surely give them hell in what ever brand we can serve it until we're built to roll out massive armies to dance with theirs.

You are all an amazing lot. As long as you keep plugging away and playing, so too will I. It is an honor to play alongside you in this mobile war zone. I can't imagine a better group to play with.

- A Grrl in a Game

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Same Sh*t Different Day. Solar Eclipses. Hope.

Gaming used to be this run to, dig deep, escape the world, meet and make new friends in a festival of weird and crazy fun. However, these days it’s less about fun and more - stick a writing implement in my eye and toss my digital device into an abyss of F-it all. And, there are days where I do just that … or at least simulate it for my neighbors to keep fresh the rumor-mill about the lunatic lady next door.

Yes, girrl gone crazy - most days my straight jacket is never more than an arms length away.

But I digress…gaming, over time, has involved into a same sh*t different day romp in the hay. And, while I love a few bits of hay in my hair, I’m finding the average download time for a game and the speed at which I banish it to the Uninstall pile gets shorter each time I load and peek.

There’s a reason I run lobo and stick to games of solitary confinement, sometimes going through the motions of The People You Meet in Gaming is so labor intensive that I don’t have the patience to Stay Calm and WTF?

But, like a solar eclipse, sometimes you get lucky. Right when you’re about to light up whatever you can reach and go out in a sad fizzle and poof - you receive an owl, a world paddles by on a turtle’s back, or some guy in a crazy huge hat offers you tea. It’s then that the curiosity you thought had shriveled from lack of sunlight and drip-drops of rain goes renegade and takes off in the opposite direction you’d been heading. So, reluctantly you set out and step through some invisible gate and find - Hope.

Friends in invisible places, I think I found me a few. When the tea is bountiful, the laughter great, the wine flows, and the Cheerwine comes in casks gilded in gold, you enroll and enlist.

We’re all mad here anyway.

Happy Gaming,

- Strange Music

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Don't wanna live as an untold story Rather go out in a blaze of glory I can't hear you, I don't fear you

The Struts, Could Have Been Me