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 Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 2:00 pm
||Tamesis||
This was all highly unfair. Every last bit of it. Since The Game decided to do it’s Server Reboots, everything had been turned upside down in Tamesis’ playing experience. No temple to flee to, no Nevan to hide away with for hours on end. No doting fan-boys (and girls), and no Quest Party either. Tam’s usual clique of players had quit playing the game for good after the server crisis. So now she was alone, meant to find new companions and new company, and quite frankly it was bullshit.
She was even being kept from her home Server! Dante’s realm was still down for maintenance, and every day that went by that logged her into Nocturne’s Root Town was more infuriating than the last. Whatever was going on with Lab Tech needed to get their heads out of their asses and get their s**t together!
A huff of irritation left Tamesis’ lips as she scanned the area of the Labyrinth Gardens. She had left the City almost as quickly as she had logged into it, not wanting to be stuck in Nocturne’s server, but not wanting to go to Kitsune’s either. Honestly…she just wanted her old gaming experience back.
Was that too much to ask for?
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Posted: Fri Jul 12, 2013 2:29 am
The loss of Dante's Server was one thing, the solid knowledge it was never coming back was another, thoroughly irritating one. Being relocated to the Nocturne Server made Astral's job both easier and more difficult as the same time. On one hand, the ever-enigmatic Saya was supposedly sighted here more often before the virus hit, but on the other... Well, it was Nocturne's Server. The admin in question had a habit of keeping tabs on PKs residing in it and Server attention was the last thing Astal wanted or needed. Maybe it was his own fault for going and becoming half of a notorious PK duo during the off hours, but hell. Who could've foreseen the problems that lead to this?
But it was either find a way to make things work or become expendable to Lab Tech, so the Thief had been laying low and dropped his PK habit while he waited for the Server's attention to refocus on the more active killers lurking within the realm.
Between that and the lack of fresh leads, things were getting tiresome.
"...What a pain in the a**." The words were nearly sighed as he made his way through the Gardens. Not his first choice of location honestly, but as players tended to gather here, if there were any rumors flying about today, this would be the place to pick them up.
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