Learn to tank!
Multiboxing has gotten me quite schizo
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Learn to tank!
Multiboxing has gotten me quite schizo
yah! L2Play NOOBS.
LOL
maybe a bit =)
No the worst is when autofollow breaks...and like a retard you don't notice.
And then you get pissed at the character. XD
That or you are killing a boss and yer like wtf why is alt #3 full mana... then you realize you lost him back a few rooms ago and now he's behind on the EXP !
I totally get pissed at my alts all the time... and even swear at them. I must be insane. Like when I go to IF and I run into the repair room and 1 (just 1) gets caught on the doorway while I am talking to the repair guy.
Or when I hearth to Shattrath and one of them gets caught behind the counter at the inn when I start running for the elevator.
My favorite...
I split formation to break follow and drink....
I see a juicy pull and run off...
Agro a full set of 8...
And realize I'm half dead and my mages are out of mana because they are blowing up WAY back where I was drinking...
I hate when one of my toons ding so i look up at my main and he's got 10% to go... Like WTF. If the pally dies the group dies they don't get any extra xp. My 3rd priest pulls agro and dies alot so he dings last , understandable. I cut her off and she gets gear last till she can manage her agro better. But do pallies need more xp than priests? It's fucking up my go buy spells time!
One of these days I'll sit down and make up a macro'd conversation about an alliance corpse. I can only imagine the confusion on the faces of the 27-32 crowd in Hillsbrad.
If you had a complete conversation macro with a few keks slipped in and emotes, arguing amongst "yourselves" who gets to cannibalize the corpse, I'd let you gank me Don ;p
I actually did make a macroed conversation with my quadbox "The Hippiesquad" on Balnazaar. Sure, they're only lvl 20, but I still got quite a few "wtf? awesome"s and "O.o"s, meaning you'd get five times the response I got, at the very least :PQuote:
Originally Posted by Ughmahedhurtz
The funniest thing that happend all night was when two fellow countrymen of mine started talking about me in norwegian, calling me chineese and giving me a lot of lip about it, not realising that I understood them perfectly well. So I just macroed a little conversation real quick, started pressing the buttons, semi-hinting that I'd report them for harassment, and quiet they went.