Our Story
The land of TPD was a land of plenty: plenty of posts, polls and regulars. That was the case until the day that the thus far benevolent dictator Loke ran a different set of colors up the flagpole.
Where TPD once stood there was now the Ultimate Giveaway. In no time at all the enemies of the English language and logic descended upon the land. n00bs flocked to guild in hopes of being awarded free stuff. Cries of “Give me youre Haloz” and “gold plz” echoed through the once quiet chambers.
Crew and regulars alike tried to stem the tide and restore order. Rules of conduct were drafted and warnings were posted, but both went unheeded. It was decided that the grievances should be presented to the highest seat of power. Loke’s response was that the changes were temporary and that the great n00b flood would improve the guild. Any and all protests were ignored and thus the seeds of rebellion were planted. With illiteracy and poll-lessness spreading, dissent was on the rise. Criticism of Loke, which was usually relegated to secret PM or GIM sessions, soon popped up across the guild. The spark of revolution came in a thread that encapsulated exactly what had gone wrong with TPD. Dismay turned to anger and rapidly to suggestions of all out revolt. Unfortunately, news of the unrest quickly made it to Loke. His response was swift and uncompromising. Anyone who drew the ire of the captain felt the might of his banhammer. Prince Interrobang was the first to fall to Loke's unbending will.
Many still tried to appeal to Loke’s reason and make him see the error of his ways, but, drunk with power, Loke met such concerns with mockery. On May 26th in the year two thousand and nine, Loke proposed a “love it or leave” ultimatum. Tired of fruitless arguing, Ghosty resigned from his crew position and walked out on TPD. He hoped that like minded others would follow his lead and follow they did. One by one crew and regular alike left in search for a new land to call home.
After wandering around the Gaian wilderness, the sisters of Toon and Dooz provided a place for a fresh start. That place was Possibly Insane. Soon, a new guild founded by the people for the people sprang up around the refugees. By the end of the Glorious TPD Revolution, Elfiee was chosen as the leader to defend democracy and literacy.
As the sun rises upon this new guild, Loke is left in a broken kingdom to sit alone upon a throne of n00blets.
-Ghosty
*iz tired* TL;DR
-Scribbles by Kitty and Prince
The land of TPD was a land of plenty: plenty of posts, polls and regulars. That was the case until the day that the thus far benevolent dictator Loke ran a different set of colors up the flagpole.
Where TPD once stood there was now the Ultimate Giveaway. In no time at all the enemies of the English language and logic descended upon the land. n00bs flocked to guild in hopes of being awarded free stuff. Cries of “Give me youre Haloz” and “gold plz” echoed through the once quiet chambers.
Crew and regulars alike tried to stem the tide and restore order. Rules of conduct were drafted and warnings were posted, but both went unheeded. It was decided that the grievances should be presented to the highest seat of power. Loke’s response was that the changes were temporary and that the great n00b flood would improve the guild. Any and all protests were ignored and thus the seeds of rebellion were planted. With illiteracy and poll-lessness spreading, dissent was on the rise. Criticism of Loke, which was usually relegated to secret PM or GIM sessions, soon popped up across the guild. The spark of revolution came in a thread that encapsulated exactly what had gone wrong with TPD. Dismay turned to anger and rapidly to suggestions of all out revolt. Unfortunately, news of the unrest quickly made it to Loke. His response was swift and uncompromising. Anyone who drew the ire of the captain felt the might of his banhammer. Prince Interrobang was the first to fall to Loke's unbending will.
Many still tried to appeal to Loke’s reason and make him see the error of his ways, but, drunk with power, Loke met such concerns with mockery. On May 26th in the year two thousand and nine, Loke proposed a “love it or leave” ultimatum. Tired of fruitless arguing, Ghosty resigned from his crew position and walked out on TPD. He hoped that like minded others would follow his lead and follow they did. One by one crew and regular alike left in search for a new land to call home.
After wandering around the Gaian wilderness, the sisters of Toon and Dooz provided a place for a fresh start. That place was Possibly Insane. Soon, a new guild founded by the people for the people sprang up around the refugees. By the end of the Glorious TPD Revolution, Elfiee was chosen as the leader to defend democracy and literacy.
As the sun rises upon this new guild, Loke is left in a broken kingdom to sit alone upon a throne of n00blets.
-Ghosty
*iz tired* TL;DR
-Scribbles by Kitty and Prince
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