Have you ever wondered about the denizens of this virtual realm?
They exist in these dark underground structures.
Without smell or taste for such, one can still imagine the moldy dank air.
And sulfur where all the lava pools are.
They walk aimlessly back and forth, or just stand. Waiting countless hours.
Except for that ogre, stuck endless riding that plat.
Waiting.
For one guy. One!
One guy carrying a small arsenal to wipe them out.
No breaks, no virtual meals (except the hipnotic gremlins), their only fun
to attack that one guy. However brief that moment is.
Heh heh.
Nah, I'm not going anywhere with this.
I'm not really a philosopher type, even with an S in my last name.
At this point I started to go all philosophical.
Have you ever wondered about the denizens of this virtual realm?
They exist in these dark underground structures.
Without smell or taste for such, one can still imagine the moldy dank air.
And sulfur where all the lava pools are.
They walk aimlessly back and forth, or just stand. Waiting countless hours.
Except for that ogre, stuck endless riding that plat.
Waiting.
For one guy. One!
One guy carrying a small arsenal to wipe them out.
No breaks, no virtual meals (except the hipnotic gremlins), their only fun
to attack that one guy. However brief that moment is.
Heh heh.
Nah, I'm not going anywhere with this.
I'm not really a philosopher type, even with an S in my last name.