Hello.
As you all know, the 6th anniversary recently came about and this means Q and his beautiful Dancing girls have been inhabiting the only truly relevant Social hub in the game.. Earth Spacedock,.
The problem here is that there is a new Troll-Item that's being used constantly, by many fleets who aren't..... . .the infamous teeth one. I can't name names, but if you look at the image above, you MAY be able to guess the fleet that these trolls are NOT!
Hint: I'm a member of it.
Regardless, this new 6th Party Pooper has ruined my emmisions. ... . . .. why the frack does my browser say that's spelled wrong? emmursians. immursions. No.. that's not it... But it's ruined, as you can clearly read!
This popper, which started trolling antics by having the wrong number in the first place, shoots cakes in the air! These cakes leave a filmy residue on the ground afterwards while making me quite hungry and causing me to crave sweets. essentially, this makes me worried that I'll either eventually develop blood sugar issues OR that I'll become obese!
Secondly, the trolls now put sparklers on the ground. As I like to roleplay having bare feet (with my totally OP OG MACO Boots Mk III [omg] [pretty] [shiney]), these sparklers break my immersion as I see them sparkle and explode near my feet and have to begin hopping in the air as I writhe in pain from the faux third degree burns that I encounter.
The Trolls round out this by adding another weird sparkler star thing to it. THIS HURTS MY EYES. I'm going to have to go see an eye doctor soon, either because I stare at the sparklers too often or because I'm just getting old, But still.. The Trolls are killing my eyes even worse than the people on my various friendlists who link me to all sorts of weird stuff!
I find this whole thing to be greatly distressing, And would like to put in a formal complaint that trolls who ARE NOT PART OF THE GOOD TEETH GROUP have been spamming these things all over the place for the last week! Furthermore, The dancing girls are wearing Chains. This reminds me of that Flaming Skull Comic Book Guy. It bothers me.
that's about it. Please re-release Gound Elite STF outfits! THANKS!
-Rahhmi
-And her tribbles.
Comments
Nothing to see here moving on
please do not troll my opinion thread, sir.
Thank you! at least you're joining the topic now... these TROLECAKES must be stopped at all costs!
...god Now I have to go buy cupcakes.. afk.
Winning.
Oh, now don't tell me you want in on all this! Well, ok. Look this that Egg Pawn hanging outside your window, pointing his laser rifle at you, waiting for my next order. He's doing his part. He helps conquer the weak-minded. He roboticizes the weak-bodied. Heck, he even helps keep the useless people from causing any trouble, but you know what? Join. Find the closest Nataran Empire roboticization center near you and join the ranks, before the ranks find you. Oh, I know, you figure it must be so satisfying to know I basically rule the world now, and you know what? It is, but do you want to know the true definition of satisfaction? Well, let me tell you a little story. One day, you see a brand new event. They're giving out boxes that give old event stuff. Your dilithium is plentiful. You buy a whole lot of Phoenix packs on your main, and open them all. You get one epic token. Then, you decide, that since you have all the Breen ships and don't give a damn about the others, you exchange it for an ultra rare, and grab yourself a Jem'Hadar Attack Ship and for the hell of it, a Voth Bulwark. You open both, leaving the Bulwark in your vast masses of starships as you jump into the bugship and deck it out, deck by deck, into the most awesome Jem'Hadar ship you can. You fly it. You enjoy it. Eventually, you get bored and leave, leaving the old Bulwark never flown... until later. Your main is long complete. Your new alt main, based off some character you pulled out of nothing just to explain away some starship being in service without the command of your dear admiral, is also complete. Mostly. Their reps and doffs are hard at work, getting you stuff. You realize the potential, and head back for your dear admiral, pull the most Voth themed build you can out of thin air, and suit up in your giant ship in the shape of you know what. You head out... and cause all sorts of havoc. Enemies scream out your name as their very life is drained away by your swarms of Aceton Assimilators. They complain to the devs of your OPness when you revive yourself from death every time you die. Do you show any form of mercy? No. After all, this isn't the United Federation of Planets, this is mother frakkin' Starfleet, where you explore strange new worlds and kick butt never kicked before. Oh, and you realize that I just wrote another speech rivaling your own signature. Cool. Oh, wait, that's just the original draft, it is part of my signature now. Oh, and yes, I am aware that I have become a Canadian Regent; one day, sooner than you'd expect, we'll suddenly decide to take over the world and declare an "alliance", and I shall become it's Regent. You know, like the Klingon-Cardassian Alliance in the mirror universe of our beloved Star Trek. Oh, who'll we be taking over with? I dunno, maybe [REDACTED], or maybe aliens from outer space. Guess you'll have to wait and find out, won't we? Until then, don't ask too many questions, or else my Breen allies on Titania might pick up on your -- [REDACTED BY BREEN CONFEDERACY FOR REASONS] Also, psst... keep an eye out for flying Tribbles! Also walls. Big, great walls, separating entire continents apart. Walls patrolled by Tribbles. Flying Tribbles. Flying Nukara Tribbles. Don't worry, it's not like they were on Venus with a herd of Tholians or anything, they just like the extreme heat and brutal weather like acid rain and hurricane force winds as the norm. Oh, and definitely keep your eye out on any two-tailed foxes, because if they ain't glowing, they're definitely an imposter. Possibly an Undine, we caught one of those once in my place once. Oh, and if you find a two-tailed fox that doesn't like the cold... most certainly ask him to say sorry. If he refuses, DESTROY HIM WITH A DOOMSDAY MACHINE, BECAUSE THERE'S NOTHING ELSE THAT WOULD BE ENOUGH AGAINST SUCH AN OVERPOWERED IMPOSTER!
tr;dr, I am winning last post wins 3.0. Thank you for your time.
Luckily we only have Ceremonial Spheres now..
Nothing like an omnipotent being raised and trained by the omnipotent being and ultimate Troll of our universe: Q.
didn't think I'd ever say it, but you make an extremely good point. The question is, how do you punish a Q? cause my feet are on fire and it's not due to disco!
Each of my characters secured one of these ersatz fire extinguishers on Day One of the 6th Anniversary Event. One, to complete the set because I have all of the others and. Two, to ensure there will be no shenanigans due to my newly enhanced ability to assure M.E.D. (Mutual Enamel Destruction).
Not to mention what I can now do to waistlines and certain types of fabrics and decor. To borrow a phrase from a certain well known film which some people around here dislike almost as much, "Hello, Cupcake!"
NOTE: The preceding was written all in fun. As was the OP's missive. No STO players or forum moderators were harmed in the making of this post. Forum warriors and ERPer's on the other hand...
I really liked the original implementation of that, where it froze you into a block of ice. But people ruined it by griefing others in social zones! )=
My character Tsin'xing
I see no good will come of this.
<shrug>
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Forever a STO Veteran-Minion
Klingons call it a new weapon in the art of culinary warfare.
...Oh, baby, you know, I've really got to leave you / Oh, I can hear it callin 'me / I said don't you hear it callin' me the way it used to do?...
- Anne Bredon
Ferengi are making a mint selling knock offs and "officially" licensed merchandise.
Cardassians are just eating them.
Bajorans are upset that the Cardies won't give them theirs and oppressing their trolecake heritage.