"I want to join thee"

The boy resided to his computer.
Pleased; for today he was invited to beta.
Now in the cult, he was much happier.
Onto the account he logged, no errors.

"So many classes to choose from", he thought.
His eyes glued onto some: Marauder, Ranger Witch.
Already his mind began to rot.
"Witch!" he declared, "and overpowered it shall be."

His adventure began, in the Sul'Jan;
Accepted quests for a couple of "c".
Starving, his mind ran and ran and ran.
His conscience craved some creativity.

Already now he was level seven;
No longer did he hunt some simple ghouls.
For hours now his brain has pondered "When?"
"When will my thought process come into play?"

Awake did he become and to self he did realise,
It was all just a dream and the beta key he could not see;
Soon he wrote a poem and rid all of his despise
All the woodland creatures gave him a key

Nice, good read.

Are people in this forum starting to go crazy?

I kinda like it, it's like some weird open anthropological experiment. There's this weird aura of "I can't appear to be begging, but I have to mention that I want a key *somehow*," so some people get creative.

Edit: PLZ SOMEONE GIVE ME A BETA KEY IF YOU'RE SO KIND KTHXBYE!

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hydris wrote:

Are people in this forum starting to go crazy?

That seem to be, threads like these come everyday, beta sickness!

This is awesome. Someone give him a key. Seriously awesome

Nice post mate! :)

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hydris wrote:

Are people in this forum starting to go crazy?

Yes
:D

Nice post.
Little bump to increase your chances of getting a beta key.

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kebab4harley wrote:

Nice post.
Little bump to increase your chances of getting a beta key.

Thx