She laughed and said, "No, this is an old-fashioned watch! You have to look at it!"
Let that sink in.
Background: Usurper is/was a BBS "door game" that achieved some popularity back in the early 1990's along with other titles like Legend of The Red Dragon, Trade Wars, and Barren Realms Elite. These were spiritual precursors to modern MMO's that were mostly text-based, but some had nifty ASCII graphics. They were more limited in scope and community since you needed a computer and modem, as well as the phone number of the BBS (usually by word of mouth) in order to gain access.
Magic The Gathering is a popular trading card game where players take on the role of wizards (Planeswalkers?) and duel through the use of spells and summoned creatures.
I was reminiscing with a friend about our old BBS exploits this weekend, and decided it might be a fun story for this thread, which I love reading, but never felt I could contribute to.
Until now...
The Drama:
Back in the early 1990's, amidst the dominance of AOL, and all those free Juno and NetZero services, my friends and I stumbled across a local BBS. BBS stands for Bulletin Board System, and were a localized kind of "mini Internet" that you needed a special phone number and permission from a "sysop" (system operator) to be able to access and use. BBS were used for everything from games and community events, to buying/selling, and even some more illicit stuff. This drama focuses on the game Usurper, and a particular player who I will call "Trollmaster".
Usurper was a dark, text-based RPG, where characters would kill monsters in dungeons, but could also do drugs, buy prostitutes and murder other Player Characters in their sleep. It was the type of "secret forbidden game" that teenage boys like myself spoke of in myth and legend. It surpassed anything on NES or Sega Genesis and quickly became an obsession among my group of friends. We'd stay up late and dial into this BBS, which was rumored to be running off a local military base because it had 4 (yes 4!) phone numbers, meaning four players could simultaneously be in-game. The game was also very unforgiving, and you'd regularly dial in to find you'd had your throat slit by a stranger, or ally, and all your stuff stolen.
Real "Game of Thrones" stuff.
Now, Trollmaster took things to another level. He dominated the entire game. He was untouchable, had insane equipment, and tormented the entire player population. We often thought he was either a friend of, or the sysop himself, and used "cheat codes" to b
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Stupid firemen.
We’re neighbors now.
Because communication is key.
He slams the door and returns to bed.
"Who was that?" asked his wife.
"Just some drunk guy asking for a push." he answers.
"Did you help him?" she asks.
"No, I did not! It's three in the morning and it's pouring out!"
"Well, you have a short memory." says his wife. "Can't you remember about three months ago when we broke down and those two guys helped us? I think you should help him and you should be ashamed of yourself!"
The man does as he is told, gets dressed, and goes out into the pounding rain.
He calls out into the dark, "Hello, are you still there?"
"Yes." comes back the answer.
"Do you still need a push?" calls out the husband.
"Yes, please!" comes the reply from the dark.
"Where are you?" asks the husband.
"Over here, on the swing."
he won the no-bell prize!
I'm 23 and have been living with my roommate since January. Was planning to be here for a 6-month internship, though that's been put on hold. She's a single woman in her 60s renting out a room/bathroom in her apartment. As an extreme introvert who needs plenty of privacy and space, I initially thought living with somebody so much older than me would be better than someone my own age. I figured she wouldn't bring people over or want to hang out. It was also a last-minute job offer and I had to find a place quickly, so admittedly I may have jumped the gun.
But I now see I've made a mistake. She is ALWAYS in my business and personal space. When I moved in, she assured me that I was paying for my own PRIVATE bathroom and bedroom. But she is ALWAYS in there. For a while she was going into my bathroom while I was gone, cleaning it and leaving me a passive aggressive note saying "cleaned your bathroom! here's some cleaning supplies to do it yourself!" When I confronted her she said she "thought she was helping me!" but I told her to stay out and it stopped for a while, but I know she still goes in because I'll notice my stuff moved around. I also shut the bathroom door every single time I leave the apartment, as it's in the hallway, but she ALWAYS opens it back up again... saying that "your bathroom has a skylight, which brings light into the hallway so I need it open." When I tell her I want it to stay closed, and she can just turn on the hallway light if she really wants to brighten up the 5 foot hallway... she says no, she needs "natural light" from my bathroom.
I've also noticed that she's been in my room. I'll notice things are in different spots, and the final straw was a couple weeks back. I came home after a weekend away and noticed that the AC vent in my room was shut. When I asked her about it she said "oh yeah, I go in there sometimes when you're out and close the vent so more AC comes into the living room." That was fucking it for me. I went out the next day, bought some cheap locks and installed them on my bathroom and bedroom doors. She comes to my room and starts bitching about how this is HER place and I have NO right to put locks on the doors! I tell her I'm not breaking any agreements, as the locks are easily removable and won't cause any damage, and that when I'm paying $1,000 a month for my own space I'm going to make sure that it's private. I wouldn't have needed locks if she'd minded her own fucking business and stayed the HELL out of my s
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She could be Amanda Mandalorian DeLorean
In other words, I'm doing everything I can to be a bad host.
I said "Are you kidding, I didn't even see the accident." (Props to the Unknown Comic.)
Catch you on the flip side!
Those idiot firemen....
He was a stellar cellar seller
I’m replaying FO4 and it bugs me. Basically you have soldiers all around Sanctuary, you have Vault-Tec workers, and folks who clearly had to be working around the Vault (with all the trailers present), and despite the fact that annihilation is imminent, they go on as if it was a regular work day.
With the army I can understand that they’re trained to lie down their lives if needed but other folks? And hell, even if they’re trained soldiers, I’d imagine that this kind of situation would impose some panic if at least not a regular, human, fear for your life... which would prompt you to protect your hide first.
The only people who are panicking are Sanctuary inhabitants who are already going into the Vault and Vault-Tec rep.
My wife said, “You are not a Jedi, just use the goddamn key.”
Any ideas on how to stop parties from occurring at an Airbnb full-house-rental next door?
I would like to collect a list of suggestions to send to my neighbor....
Backstory:
Someone recently bought a huge modern house across the street from mine. The host rents out the entire house on Airbnb (when he bought it I suggested renting out individual rooms to eliminate the possibility of parties, because unfortunately, the house layout is perfect for parties).
This neighborhood is very calm, quiet, safe, family-oriented, and has plenty of street parking. So, I advertise it as such on my Airbnb listings. The only problem is that there have been a few huge parties next door which causes tons of noise, loss of nearby street parking, and makes the area appear unsafe... Last night people were throwing cigarettes & other litter into the streets & breaking glass bottles off the balcony, and they were even trying to break glass bottles on someone's head outside while laughing & filming it.
The neighbor that owns this house is nice, but I think they'd take the issue more seriously if this house were across the street from their own home or from their other Airbnb. The atmosphere of the parties results in complaints from my Airbnb guests, and every host knows that reviews are EVERYTHING. So, I try to do everything I can to stop the noise & make my guests feel like my home is an exceptional place to stay. All-in-all, the parties next door cause stress, loss of sleep & loss of time.
I moved in with my boyfriend 2 months ago. We live in a condominium where the majority are people over the age of 50. (However I have seen some couples our age - 30ish).
Today we received a letter on our door that states the following -
in respect to know you have neighbors. Could you please 1. Avoid stomping (heavy walking) of all hours of the day/night. 2. Place a carpet under your workout equipment. 3. Heavily moving chairs in the kitchen. 4. Appreciate your neighbours . This has been going on for months and unless you don't comply I will need to take the necessary actions with condo company. Thank you. P. S - I Can even hear you having sex... She's a lucky girl.
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I can with confidence say we don't stomp. I'm 5'3 125 pounds. Boyfriend is 6'1 close to 200. We don't run around or dance or jump. We literally walk normally from the couch to the bathroom to the bedroom etc.
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We don't even own any workout equipment! We don't workout whatsoever.
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Heavily moving kitchen chairs? We use bar stools at the island to eat dinner and we use them literally once a day - to eat dinner. And we don't aggressively pull them.
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With the sex. Fine. Maybe we can be a bit loud because of the bed moving? But we're not smacking each around and jumping. However this is something we agreed that we could be a little quieter doing? Which then interrupts our sex life but we'll do it to "appreciate the neighbours".
We both can honestly say we don't do anything worthy of the things accused in this note. If I were to try to "tone down" everything on here then I'd literally be tip toeing around, literally picking up the bar stool to pull in and out and being in bed by 7pm to avoid late noise. The only thing I can think of us recently we bought some stuff to improve the condo like floor lamps and had to put it together... But that was in the middle of the day and in the note it even says "avoid heavy walking of hours of the day/night" and today we're building standing cabinets for the kitchen but it's only 5 pm... Not like we're doing these things at 11pm or something.
So WIBTA if I just... Ignored this note and continued doing how we've been living? (again, we can try to tone down the sex?) but in my opinion I find this note a little ridiculous however not sure if I'm the asshole. Also there is no unit number to which it came from so we don't even know who sent it.
Edit - boyfriend also works like 9 hour days. Two weeks of the month his shift is 330pm-1230am and gets h
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