I tried typing up this story on Friday and my cpu messed up, So now the short version...kinda...maybe.
Some of the best times i've had while playing a Rpg came when i played Tibia with a friend of mine while i was in Highschool. Its a 2D free MMORPG, and I ended up making my name "Grobahoe" People asked me if i was Native Americian, i told them no, that name actually stands for
"G rob a hoe" (People call me "G" short for "Gehad") Cause i was planning to level up and just kill and rob people's loot. Well the first part of the world when you make your character is for beginners and you cant attack people. So what me and my buddy did was go kill rats in the sewer to level up. When people would talk smack, (Like the General Public) we would follow them through the sewers, they wouldn't worry cause we couldnt attack them until we leveled up enough to go to the main world. But we would Box these people between us and a hardplace, Which would just be 2 rats. Since we blocked them on one side and the rats on the other, THey had to kill the rats before the rats killed him, Which often didnt happen and we would box them in till they got nibbled to death, Then we would steal their loot.
This is what we did when we couldnt out right attack people. After we went to the main world i decided to be a Ranger, who would use magic and long distance weapons. I was in the town center when this guy starts talking that smack, and Im online by myself at this time. He was 10 levels above me at 30 and i was lvl. 20, I found out the hard way that if you died you would loose your bag of items and enough exp to level down. So i took precautions when i was planning on jumping this guy, I left him at the town center where everybody was selling their items/weapons and took care of my inventory. I dropped off all my items except 40 spears which i would use to throw at the guy from a distance and kill him for talking SHITE! So i calmly walk back to the spot, and there he is, trying to sell an item near these group of other high leveled bastids. I knew if i killed him i would gain mad respect, so i crept up, Fully healed and armored, I ran up and started chucking many spears.
The guy turns around and heals himself than starts telling me to stop it or else. I thought to myself or else what, your healing yourself and your telling me "OR ELSE". Then he gives me a fireball which brings down 35% of my health, so i start back pedaling, Then another guy next to him shoots a 2d arrow at me and im like WTF, i dont have a problem with you. Thats when all hell breaks loose, I start runnning away and headed towards the alter where people cant attack you. I thought i was far away from them cause i couldnt see them behind me on my screen (its an over the top view) but then i see a group of high levelers chasing me down, Shooting ice, lighting, Death & Fireball spells. At this point my heart is racing and im cursing, Then the worse happens and 1 guy summmons a skeleton & another actually turns into a dragon. Now im being chased by not only high level players, But their summons & a Dragon. Need less to say they are moving faster than i am because you gain speed when the higher rank you are. They were closing on me fast, and now im at 30% life, and the alter is right there ahead of me, I was about to step in when a message poped up saying "You have to wait 2 minutes after attacking someone before you can step in the Alter" Thats when i knew i was screwed, But then i seen an alley, and quickly turned in. I knew the dragon couldnt chase me through here but the others could, they just werent as fast. I turned into the alley and was about to make another sharp left, when the dragon shot a fireball down the alley and caught me.
BOOM, instant death, the guy even left my items there...I turned off the computer called my friend and told him i went down another level and he told me that we would get revenge later.
Thats about the funniest story i had during an rpg, Needless to say I kinda felt like this kid after i died