Damn whats taking soooooooooooooo looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong its been 3.5 hours now was in the middle of a mission when it booted me off whats the deal. How long will it be down for hope its not the entire day :mad::eek:
In Europe it all ready is. It is now 25 minuets to Sunday and I still haven't manage to play a single second of fine game today
Damn it the server needs to come back online.....my wife has noticed that im not playing and now Im going to have to have sex with her. Damn you Cryptic.....damn you
[Outside a castle in the north. Enter THE KNAVE, WALTER and DONALD]
THE KNAVE
Alack! Regard this finest car without;
The child hath spent the bulk of money mine
On yon conveyance, like a corvette ship
To sail on simpler waters than I swim.
WALTER
Not so; such goods seem costly, but in sooth,
The vehicles but three or four percent
Of all thy gains ill-gotten that may stand,
Depending on the trappings. Donald, hold;
Well speak with young Laurence, and circle swift.
Ho, squire Laurence! Reveal thyself and chat.
[Enter LAURENCE]
WALTER
Thy father suffers problems with his health
And writes no morea shame on it, say I,
For on a level personal his works
Were muse to me; I was a man to love
The early episodes birthd of his quill.
Thou art a writer, Laurence, as Ive read,
Though one of orthography correctèd.
[He raises the document]
Thou art a lad of years mayhap fifteen,
At once a lad and coming to a man
Whos wise, I trust, to welcome not police,
Constabulary actions being harsh.
Is this thy parchment, Laurence? Tell me true.
Is this thy parchment, Laurence? Tell me plain.
THE KNAVE
Be quick, Sir Walter! Ask of chattels bought.
Ask if that fine corvette without be his.
WALTER
Is this thy parchment, Laurence? Home-work thine?
THE KNAVE
We know that well, Sir Walter! His it be!
Whither the money, varlet, mewling spawn?
WALTER
Demand him nothing. What we know, we know.
From this time forth he never will speak word.
Hark, Laurence, hast thou studied of a place
Of Orient jungles?
THE KNAVE
Walter, prithee nay!
Zounds, Sir Walter! No more talk of this.
WALTER
Youth, thou art entering a world of pain.
We know this document is home-work thine,
And that thou stealest cars
THE KNAVE
And monies too!
WALTER
And monies, and this is thy home-work, boy.
Wherefore silence? What impudence is this?
Thou art killing thy father, Laurence! O!
This hath no end; he never will speak word.
I take thy parchment back, and turn to plans
Of secondary contingence. Look well.
Behold thy car, the corvette, crimson-staind,
And see what befalls sinners evermore.
[He raises his sword, and smites the car]
This befalleth when thou firkst a stranger twixt the buttocks, Laurence! Understandst thou? Dost thou attend me? Seest thou what happens, Laurence? Seest thou what happens, Laurence? Seest thou what happens, Laurence, when thou firkst a stranger twixt the buttocks?!
[Enter CLOWN]
This be what befalleth, Laurence! This be what befalleth, Laurence!
CLOWN
What hast thou wrought, thou man of province strange?
The corvette be my purchase yester-week;
Alas! My car, admired, baby mine.
My car hath shuffled off this mortal coil.
WALTER
Marry, an honest blunder; I knew this not to be thine.
CLOWN
I maketh thee to shuffle off this mortal coil, man! Nay, Ill be revenged in proper recompense, suiting the punishment to the action, the action to the punishment; I maketh thy car to shuffle off this mortal coil!
[He raises his sword, and smites THE KNAVEs car]
THE KNAVE
No! Thou hast trespassd wrongly; that be not Sir Walters conveyance, but mine own!
CLOWN
I maketh thy car to shuffle off this mortal coil! I maketh thy accursed car to shuffle off this mortal coil!
DONALD
Faith! I sit within, and cringe in fear;
What fools these mortals be that tarry here!
Anyone who has done a cryptic beta knows this is a bad sign.
Expect this **** 1-6 months into the live game. This game isn't anywhere NEAR launch quality.
Its like people who defend Xbox360's when they have a 27.5%-53.4% hardware fail rate.
Actually this pretty much applies to any MMO at launch. Even Blizzard F'd up so many times that they had to start giving people rested XP time AND extend playtime. I think I picked up something like 17 days of playtime in the first year of WoW from them.
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In Europe it all ready is. It is now 25 minuets to Sunday and I still haven't manage to play a single second of fine game today
A banjo is like a woman, no-one wants to hear it.
The Beast, at Tanagra!
Temba, his arms wide...
Sokath, his eyes uncovered.
Darmok and Jalad at Tanagra.
Dogs can't look up.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vFCBwob65Nw
*whistles a catchy tune*
"...lifes a piece of ****, when you look at it...
...but always look on the bright side of life!"
page 400
[Outside a castle in the north. Enter THE KNAVE, WALTER and DONALD]
THE KNAVE
Alack! Regard this finest car without;
The child hath spent the bulk of money mine
On yon conveyance, like a corvette ship
To sail on simpler waters than I swim.
WALTER
Not so; such goods seem costly, but in sooth,
The vehicles but three or four percent
Of all thy gains ill-gotten that may stand,
Depending on the trappings. Donald, hold;
Well speak with young Laurence, and circle swift.
Ho, squire Laurence! Reveal thyself and chat.
[Enter LAURENCE]
WALTER
Thy father suffers problems with his health
And writes no morea shame on it, say I,
For on a level personal his works
Were muse to me; I was a man to love
The early episodes birthd of his quill.
Thou art a writer, Laurence, as Ive read,
Though one of orthography correctèd.
[He raises the document]
Thou art a lad of years mayhap fifteen,
At once a lad and coming to a man
Whos wise, I trust, to welcome not police,
Constabulary actions being harsh.
Is this thy parchment, Laurence? Tell me true.
Is this thy parchment, Laurence? Tell me plain.
THE KNAVE
Be quick, Sir Walter! Ask of chattels bought.
Ask if that fine corvette without be his.
WALTER
Is this thy parchment, Laurence? Home-work thine?
THE KNAVE
We know that well, Sir Walter! His it be!
Whither the money, varlet, mewling spawn?
WALTER
Demand him nothing. What we know, we know.
From this time forth he never will speak word.
Hark, Laurence, hast thou studied of a place
Of Orient jungles?
THE KNAVE
Walter, prithee nay!
Zounds, Sir Walter! No more talk of this.
WALTER
Youth, thou art entering a world of pain.
We know this document is home-work thine,
And that thou stealest cars
THE KNAVE
And monies too!
WALTER
And monies, and this is thy home-work, boy.
Wherefore silence? What impudence is this?
Thou art killing thy father, Laurence! O!
This hath no end; he never will speak word.
I take thy parchment back, and turn to plans
Of secondary contingence. Look well.
Behold thy car, the corvette, crimson-staind,
And see what befalls sinners evermore.
[He raises his sword, and smites the car]
This befalleth when thou firkst a stranger twixt the buttocks, Laurence! Understandst thou? Dost thou attend me? Seest thou what happens, Laurence? Seest thou what happens, Laurence? Seest thou what happens, Laurence, when thou firkst a stranger twixt the buttocks?!
[Enter CLOWN]
This be what befalleth, Laurence! This be what befalleth, Laurence!
CLOWN
What hast thou wrought, thou man of province strange?
The corvette be my purchase yester-week;
Alas! My car, admired, baby mine.
My car hath shuffled off this mortal coil.
WALTER
Marry, an honest blunder; I knew this not to be thine.
CLOWN
I maketh thee to shuffle off this mortal coil, man! Nay, Ill be revenged in proper recompense, suiting the punishment to the action, the action to the punishment; I maketh thy car to shuffle off this mortal coil!
[He raises his sword, and smites THE KNAVEs car]
THE KNAVE
No! Thou hast trespassd wrongly; that be not Sir Walters conveyance, but mine own!
CLOWN
I maketh thy car to shuffle off this mortal coil! I maketh thy accursed car to shuffle off this mortal coil!
DONALD
Faith! I sit within, and cringe in fear;
What fools these mortals be that tarry here!
[Exeunt]
No because it keep changing back to Connecting .....
Actually this pretty much applies to any MMO at launch. Even Blizzard F'd up so many times that they had to start giving people rested XP time AND extend playtime. I think I picked up something like 17 days of playtime in the first year of WoW from them.
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LOL!!! +1
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Behind you, with a large tube of KY and wearing his TRIBBLE face.
Shirley then the servers would never stop !
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ROFL... An excellent point, Jabbldets... I lol'd again...