Lunacy and The Importance of Punctuation
Last week we finally finished up getting all the Celestial Tournament pets. Cat got the first one when the tournament came out and then went AWOL for months. FINALLY it was done. I NEVER have to do it again. Three weeks of those for a Marked Flawless Battle-Stone? Not happening. Yay! The agony is over!
Yesterday rolls around and I find my luckless Hunter doing it. WTF! Zor, are you insane! Why? Why? What is this lunacy? Everyone else who visited the Timeless Isle had burdens of eternity dropping from everything. Pink Flamingos, turtles, whatever. They have them in their banks because they can’t stand to get rid of them. Not so with luckless Hunter. She has to buy them with 50,000 coins. She’s doing the tournament for the 1,000 coins.
Well I’ll leave you to it cause this is not fun Zor. I’m leaving. What would be fun? Oh! I know! I’ll level my Drunken Fish Warlock who’s in Matty’s guild. Yes, another Warlock … yeah, I don’t know what that’s about either.
So without a care for stupid burdens of anything, she’s questing about in Darkshore in her crappy clothes because I find Warlocks don’t care. They have an inflated opinion of their might. Overconfidence is a mark of my Warlocks.
So we’re tasked with entering a cave thingy. I don’t care if it’s a barrow, cave or burrow … it is our NEMESIS … even my Warlocks can’t defeat the cave. Looking for the guy we’re supposed to whack is proving … once again … impossible. Endlessly going in circles, killing the respawns … sigh.
We enter a room and there’s a Warrior standing there. Maybe the Warrior knows the way, I’ll inquire.
Kind Sir, I’ve been sent to destroy the foul Demon who is said to reside in these caves. Can you direct me?
(Okay, I’m fibbing. I didn’t RP it.)
Pray tell Sir, do you know the location of the heinous beast?
cant share nuts
I certainly had no expectation of nut sharing. Frankly, I didn’t even know he had some in his pack. I’m feeling a little weird even being in this dark cave with him. Come on Lupe, we’re out of here.
I thought about that the rest of the day. I don’t even think that was a non sequitur because we hadn’t been talking about anything. What did it mean?
I even wrote it down so I could puzzle over it. The next morning it came to me! I’ll bet we were in the right room!
Can’t share, nuts.
I’m not much for grammar and punctuation but this made me see the error of my ways … well, sort of. I’ll have you know I’ve thrown EXTRA commas in this post just to make up for all my other posts.
I only wish I had known what you meant before I decided to flee. A Demon still lives … all for the want of a comma.