Ryobi's Loft

“Well…Cäriñä came over since her internet was down. I was checking my email at the time but her pet monster hovered right behind me and bumped my chair…unintentionally. I turned around and the way Shalamar was looking at me…it unnerved me like no end. You know how it is.”

“Dude, I bubble up when he gets close.” Exclaimed Bhodee.

“Poor guy. I bet he wants a hug.” Pitied Trelli.

“Well give a him a hug and see what happens. You’re the only one that’s the same height as him anyways you burly oaf!” Bhodee stated.

“Hey! I was born that way. I can’t be silky smooth like you guys.” Mooed the tauren.

“So, can you get to the story?” Bhodee pleaded.

“Well, Cäriñä went ahead and logged in to my computer without as much as a Hi to me. So I offered Shalamar a drink. He just looked at me as if I was dinner or something. I paused for an answer but nothing.”

“Moments later”, he said “Je suis désolé de vous déranger, mais pourriez-vous s'il vous plaît me dire où sont les toilettes?”, “He said it like a true gentlemen.”

“For some reason, I actually remembered my French back in high school and just nodded in the direction of the bathroom.”

“Holy crap, he can speak French?” Bhodee said surprisingly.

“I can only imagine what happened in there.” Trelli said imagining.

Ryobi just shook his head and looked at Bhodee whom later rolled his eyes.

“Ok, what happened next?” Bhodee asked.

“What do you think happened next!” Ryobi threw it out there in disgust.

“I can only imagine…” Trelli said as if he were answering the question.



to be continued…

To be reborn...

I rubbed my eyes because it felt like I was gazing forever in the distance. When my vision became clear, I soon realized that I was reborn in the afterlife of neither living or dead.

In my wake, I was surrounded. Surrounded by my friends. Friends who came to past but never crossed the hidden barrier into the afterlife. Our headstones were laid close together knowing we’ve met our fate in the end. Even in the end our circle of friendship was never broken.

So until then...I will sit here during the first moon, say my peace, give my respects, and go on until they cross into the afterlife.

Well…time has passed and I’ve seen at least a dozen who have crossed under the first moon. None are familiar to me. I should feel sad yet I can’t. Not that I was holding back but this new me is different.

I wanted to wait some more but I was compelled to walk away. I’d looked back several times as if one of friends would suddenly appear and we’ll be united again. But this feeling, which I can’t describe with mere words, grew less and less. I soon walked further away never looking back…again.

-Chrodee

My no-longer played Undead Warlock when I first created him many moons ago.

Ryobi's Loft

…the following morning at Ryobi’s loft


Khatrelli and Bhodee walked in through the slightly opened door and see Ryobi leaning towards inside his fridge.

“Dude, where did you get those slashes?” Bhodee questioned looking at Ryobi’s scratched up back.

Ryobi standing up quickly realizing he had no shirt on and turned around sheepishly.

“Dude, you’re a priest, why didn’t you heal yourself? Trelli asked.

“Dude, you’re asking why he didn’t heal himself and not ask…where did those slashes came from?” Bhodee questioned again.

Ryobi just shrugged and looked towards his bedroom when they all heard a whipping sound.

“Dude, you just didn’t…” Bhodee asked with his eyes popped out.

“Wait, did he just do what I think he just did…” Trelli asked more to himself than to anyone.

Bhodee and Trelli just busted up and fell rolling on the floor laughing their asses off.

“Dude, if Cäriñä finds out about this…” Ryobi pleaded all of a sudden.

“Don’t you ever learn? Trelli gasped still laughing.

“Don’t you know what’s coming once she finds out? Bhodee inhaled like he had asthma.

“It did crossed mind…afterwards.” Ryobi shuddered at the thought.

“How in the hell did you pull this off? Bhodee recovered as he stood up.

“Well you know…I have my ways.” Ryobi flexed to himself.

Bhodee and Trelli looking at him not convinced.

“I’m charming…and you know, I do have mind control.” Ryobi saying with a straight face.

“Oh” Bhodee and Trelli said in unison looking at each other.


to be continued…

Giving it a try...

I’m giving this blog a try and see where it goes.

I’m one of millions and millions that play WOW. Although this isn’t my first MMO but I’ve started WOW several months after TBC came out. My boss and another co-worked kept bugging me to give it a try since I was playing EQ2 at the time and slowly losing interest in it.

Let’s start short and briefly with EQ2.

I’ve got into EQ2 initially because of my cousin and I wanted to try it out and we were hooked. Soon afterwards into it, I was invited into a recently created guild from the guild leader I was grouped with one weekend. This small guild is where I’ve gotten to know some people other than my cousin. One month or so afterwards, our guild leader just disappeared, not saying anything, like the series Without a Trace. Since we assumed he wasn’t coming back and couldn’t assign a new guild leader, we’ve decided to create one of our own.

These people grew to be my friends, my online friends. We were a small group, about twelve strong in the beginning. I think the only person, our main tank, was from Canada and the rest of us were throughout the US. I was the only one from southern cal, several from Arizona, one from Utah, and oddly, the rest from the east coast.

There was a point where these people were the only people I grouped with, even losing touch with my first reason playing EQ2, my cousin. But he was cool with it though and at the time, he wasn’t into guilds and was more into crafting.

Months later I was losing interest in the game and playing less and less. At one time, the only contact from me was guild chat while I was at work. It was funny though; some of the guildies on chat were like, Where the hell are you? You’re not logged in”. I told one of them “I’m right next to you. Turn around. ” I’ve convince him I was a ghost and you can only hear me. It turns out, pun intended, some didn’t know we can log in into our accounts on the main website and access the guild chat function.

As the time passed on, I’ve stopped playing and said to my guild that I’m taking a long-term leave of absence. Some knew I would come back eventually and didn’t think of it anymore.

I didn’t log in after that.

I never came back.

What I realized later on that year is that I lost contact with them, all of them. I wish that I did. I miss one of my co-guild leaders especially. Usually after long guild outings, quests that involved hours of preparation and duration, we were the last to log off and still grouped even though we could’ve talked on guild chat. It was nice to chat with her and not have to worry what to say to each other. But since she was a guild leader and I was a senior officer, we had to set some kind of mannerism while we were grouped with other guildies and especially on guild chat.

Last time I’ve check on the EQ2 website, my old guild looked like it disbanded and looked like my old guild leader stopped playing too as well a few others. I guess you can never tell how long a person will play.

So I’m with WOW now.

I play solo. I’m also into…multi-boxing.

It’s addicting. It’s boring at times. I believe you know how it is.

What I’m getting at since the beginning of this blog is that I’ve come full circle. I’m playing less and less again. And I’ve lost touch with my boss and co-worker slowly throughout this year, with the game is concerned of course, since I see them at work.

I casually play…then I casually ‘not play’.

C’est la vie.
-Bhodee