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#1 Skallagrime

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Posted 08 June 2005 - 08:37

To the Hypocrite Mages, Warriors and "Not Gonna Class" Snobs

It makes me sick, constantly spat on and overlooked, VERY FREQUENTLY killed at the 19 pvp mines and smelts they slave at all day and all night they STILL patiently take it and when one of you needs your brand spanking new 3rd tier set or shiny ring of ultimate magic, they ignore the dung heaps that YOU SPECIFICALLY have piled upon them and give the product of about 90,000 aps (datolite mining and smelting ability) to you for a pittance, a piddling amount. This needs to end NOW.

To the Hard working REAL heros of gothador

I call for ALL the miners of gothador to quit selling yourselves short, build up a stock if you must, forge your own Undead key set and do the quest, take some time off and forage so that those whiny gits can cry that YOU and NOT THEY have a shiney new jade ring and you are sitting on not one but a pile of them that they cant reach, go level, have fun in this game that unfairly treats you, the TRUE working class as if you were beneath noticing.
I call for this to End.
I call for this to End NOW.

Strike and refuse to sell any forgeables until Hoofy Finally Gives us a true goal in Gothador. He listened once, and when he did, he gave you Mine Fighter, a wonderful asset, one that allowed you to play the game and reap a profit from our humble beginnings, to feel like true gothadorians that could gain levels by simply doing what they wanted, burning and pillaging. But then do you all remember what happened? The rabble, lead by the ilk of Hellraiser, Sephidroth, Capadocous, and that Contemptible man we call our president, thought that you waxed too powerful, a MINER, one of your own had acheived the first place in the game, the ungrateful masses, now that they had the items only you could forge, Feared you. Feared that they would not be able to Compete with you, Feared your DEDICATION to the game. They then called upon the Omnilord Hoofmaster to strip from you the very things that he had given to you in his understanding of your impotence against the masses of angry mages and warriors.
Much to our dismay, The Hooved One listened to them, and from your Goddess He stripped hard-earned levels, From you, her faithful followers, he stripped any ability to follow in her shoes.

Rise Up, Rise that you may once again be the beneficiary of the Great Hooved Omnilord's mercy.


And now that I have your attention direct your gaze this way
http://forum.gothado...p=150917#150917
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#2 Treeline

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Posted 21 June 2005 - 01:40

Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man's made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that's a-weak and a back that's strong
You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store

I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
And the straw boss said "Well, a-bless my soul"

You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store

I was born one mornin', it was drizzlin' rain
Fightin' and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in the canebrake by an ol' mama lion
Cain't no-a high-toned woman make me walk the line

You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store

If you see me comin', better step aside
A lotta men didn't, a lotta men died
One fist of iron, the other of steel
If the right one don't a-get you, then the left one will

You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store

- "Tennessee" Ernie Ford

#3 gothador_mtk1701

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Posted 21 June 2005 - 02:52

I couldn't think of a more fitting choice of music. :D :lol:


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