I AM THE WEIRDEST GUY IN TAMRIEL
Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 4:58 pm
Here's my story:
Well, one day I awake to find myself in prison with absolutely no recollection of my life before that moment, nor why I am there in the first place. Suddenly, a man who claims to be the emperor of this entire region comes into my cell and sets me free just because I was in one of his wet dreams, or something. So, I pretty much just follow him out of this whacked prison and do absolutely nothing as these crazy [&@%!] in red robes try and kill him whilst being slaughtered left and right like nothing. I get out of these tunnels and have been entrusted with the task of saving the empire by giving some dude a necklace. I think it's a waste of time, so I brush it off.
I continue to join every single guild even though I don't really meet the requirements of any, and technically I'm still considered an escaped convict, and suddenly everyone is nice to me. So, I steal stuff from every guild, sell it back to them, and they happily hand me gold.
I find myself waiting for several days on end at times IN THE SAME SPOT without moving. For some reason I do not even sit down or anything... and I don't seem to be tired. I eat... sometimes, and find no urge to produce excrement. I can swim in a full suit of armor without drowning to death, or getting wet. I've seen sewer systems, but no bathrooms. (I guess everyone just craps in wells) Several blows to the head with warhammers, being repeatedly cut by swords, and being hit with multiple arrows that completely pierce my body, seem to only phase me for a second. When I sleep I suddenly get stronger. It's been 437 days and I haven't once showered, and that seems to be just fine with everyone else.
Wasn't I supposed to shut close the jaws of Oblivion or something? Eh, whatever... nothing's happening anyway.
Everyone wants my help for some reason. They act like I'm the only person in this world. WHY IS THERE ARMOR MADE OF GLASS?! Everyone won't stop smiling at me, I think they're all rapists. I can't even touch anything in a store without being accused of stealing (racists...). If I give this guy Armand some gold, suddenly everyone forgets that I just killed their families.
Yep, I'm an interesting fellow...
Well, one day I awake to find myself in prison with absolutely no recollection of my life before that moment, nor why I am there in the first place. Suddenly, a man who claims to be the emperor of this entire region comes into my cell and sets me free just because I was in one of his wet dreams, or something. So, I pretty much just follow him out of this whacked prison and do absolutely nothing as these crazy [&@%!] in red robes try and kill him whilst being slaughtered left and right like nothing. I get out of these tunnels and have been entrusted with the task of saving the empire by giving some dude a necklace. I think it's a waste of time, so I brush it off.
I continue to join every single guild even though I don't really meet the requirements of any, and technically I'm still considered an escaped convict, and suddenly everyone is nice to me. So, I steal stuff from every guild, sell it back to them, and they happily hand me gold.
I find myself waiting for several days on end at times IN THE SAME SPOT without moving. For some reason I do not even sit down or anything... and I don't seem to be tired. I eat... sometimes, and find no urge to produce excrement. I can swim in a full suit of armor without drowning to death, or getting wet. I've seen sewer systems, but no bathrooms. (I guess everyone just craps in wells) Several blows to the head with warhammers, being repeatedly cut by swords, and being hit with multiple arrows that completely pierce my body, seem to only phase me for a second. When I sleep I suddenly get stronger. It's been 437 days and I haven't once showered, and that seems to be just fine with everyone else.
Wasn't I supposed to shut close the jaws of Oblivion or something? Eh, whatever... nothing's happening anyway.
Everyone wants my help for some reason. They act like I'm the only person in this world. WHY IS THERE ARMOR MADE OF GLASS?! Everyone won't stop smiling at me, I think they're all rapists. I can't even touch anything in a store without being accused of stealing (racists...). If I give this guy Armand some gold, suddenly everyone forgets that I just killed their families.
Yep, I'm an interesting fellow...