==> load server copy
|You get up your server copy of the game and wait whilst it loads. Again, that godawful spirograph rotates on the screen in front of you, tauntingly. You can feel the highblood rage boiling up inside you, and consider setting your husktop on fire to get rid of that taunting pattern. Luckily, your husktop seems to do that itself. It makes a strange whirring noise and then spontaneously combusts. Pulled out of your paralytic rage by a new strong feeling of panic, you race around the room, looking for something to put out the flames. Shouting words too rude for a kids website, you pick up the husktop with your bare hands and hurl it out the window, watching it drop about 100 feet to the snow below.
You wonder what in gods name that was all about. Maybe it was the struggle of trying to connect with someone on another planet thatmade it crash. That was probably it. Luckily, you happened to have quite a few computers in your hive- one of the many perks of being quasi-royalty was the amount of money you had to waste on unnecessary amounts of things. You head down the stairs to your store room and switch on another husktop- not as good as your old one, but it'll have to do for the moment. You install the server copy and run it again. You hope there'll be no issues this time round.
|You get up your server copy of the game and wait whilst it loads. Again, that godawful spirograph rotates on the screen in front of you, tauntingly. You can feel the highblood rage boiling up inside you, and consider setting your husktop on fire to get rid of that taunting pattern. Luckily, your husktop seems to do that itself. It makes a strange whirring noise and then spontaneously combusts. Pulled out of your paralytic rage by a new strong feeling of panic, you race around the room, looking for something to put out the flames. Shouting words too rude for a kids website, you pick up the husktop with your bare hands and hurl it out the window, watching it drop about 100 feet to the snow below.
You wonder what in gods name that was all about. Maybe it was the struggle of trying to connect with someone on another planet thatmade it crash. That was probably it. Luckily, you happened to have quite a few computers in your hive- one of the many perks of being quasi-royalty was the amount of money you had to waste on unnecessary amounts of things. You head down the stairs to your store room and switch on another husktop- not as good as your old one, but it'll have to do for the moment. You install the server copy and run it again. You hope there'll be no issues this time round.
mystifiedDecapod began trolling eclecticEnergist
MD: guess UUhat
MD: loading that game made my husktop set on fire
MD: literally i just threUU it out the UUindoUU a second ago oh my god it UUas the UUeirdest thing
MD: noUU my hands kinda sting a bit.. its cool i think
MD: oh, they're actually pretty burnt
MD: oh my god im turning into magic girl lord help us
MD: but yeah iue got the seruer copy running noUU it should load soon
MD: gimme a few seconds UUhile i get something on these hands ..
You run to the bathroom hastily, and run your hands under cold water. Your palms are developing unsightly purple blisters and you wonder whether you'll be able to use your trusty netkind specibus with your hands all torn up like this. You have a bit of burn cream in your medicine chest that you rub on, hoping it'll do. You then shuffle back to your laptop and shake your head despairingly. Why in god's name did you think to pick up a burning laptop without protection? STUPID STUPID STUPID
You were going to SUCK at this game. |
You were going to SUCK at this game. |





