Curse

Munkypoo7 · Sep 24, 2009, 04:54 PM // 16:54

Quote:

Originally Posted by payne

so post here your reason why YOU deserve the cash (its ~150k not precisely sure exact figure)

Keyword = DESERVE, and to be quite honest, no one really deserves the money that you have accumilated by your own efforts...

While i know that i myself do not "deserve" nor does anyone else here, i would love to put my name into the basket....

What would i do with the funds? I would just hold onto it, until i see someone polite asking for help, in which case i will do whatever i can, and always having that gold as a fall back in the event that is what he needs or would like.

But I'm a crazy person... i am far from rich in the game, money is not such a huge thing to me, just enjoying and helping others enjoy the game is my goal, if to help money is required i usually render it, but i digress.

Have a great day / time away payne... we all know we need more generous selfless people like you ingame...

Fey · Sep 24, 2009, 05:44 PM // 17:44

If you gave me the 150k you are generously offering i would give it to my fiancé who i also regard as my best friend, i have recently roped him into the game and would like to give him a 'boost' so he can enjoy the game to its fullest without the worries i did about scrimping and saving for armor and the like.

Thank you

Feyxx

BuKeNeng · Sep 24, 2009, 05:45 PM // 17:45

There was a little boy who lived in a far away land. Close to the boy's home, there was a tall mountain, always covered in snow at the top. Also at the top of the mountain, there was an ancient monastery where ancient monks lived.

Sometimes, the little boy, as he was riding his tricycle around his yard, would look up at the monastery on the tall mountain and wonder what it was like up there.

One day, when the wind was blowing down off the mountain, the air turned quite cold and the little boy could hear a very strange noise on the wind. It was coming from the monastery! He could not figure out what could possibly be making such a strange noise and he was curious.

So, the little boy made a peanut butter sandwich, hopped on his tricycle and started his ride up to the monastery. It took him hours and hours, but he finally made it to the top. He bravely pounded on the massive door to the monastery and the head monk opened the door.

"Hello, Mr. Monk, sir. Down at my home in the valley below, I heard a very strange noise coming from your monastery. Could you tell me what it is?"

"I'm sorry," replied the head monk, "I can't tell you. You aren't a monk."

Sadly, the little boy got back on his tricycle and rode all the way home, in a very foul and frustrated mood. He really did want to know what was making that noise.

The wind did not blow down off the mountain again until a couple years later. The boy was a bit bigger and stronger now and now rode around town on his bicycle.

As luck would have it, he was out riding when the wind blew down off the mountain, the air turned quite cold, and he heard a very strange noise on the wind. It was coming from the monastery! He could not figure out what could possibly be making such a strange noise and he was curious.

So, the bigger boy made a ham and cheese sandwich, hopped on his bicycle and started his ride up to the monastery. It took him hours, but he finally made it to the top. He pounded on the massive door to the monastery and the head monk opened the door.

"Hey, Mr. Monk. Down at my home in the valley below, I heard a very strange noise coming from your monastery. Could you tell me what it is?"

"I'm sorry," replied the head monk, "I can't tell you. You aren't a monk."

Sadly, the big boy got back on his bicycle and rode all the way home, in a very foul and frustrated mood. He really did want to know what was making that noise.

The wind did not blow down off the mountain again until a couple years later. The boy had grown into a strapping youth now and rode around town on his motorcycle.

As luck would have it, he was out riding when the wind blew down off the mountain, the air turned quite cold, and he heard a very strange noise on the wind. It was coming from the monastery! He could not figure out what could possibly be making such a strange noise and he was curious.

So, the strapping youth grabbed a slice of pizza, hopped on his motorcycle and started his ride up to the monastery. It took him 30 minutes, but he finally made it to the top. He pounded on the massive door to the monastery and the head monk opened the door.

"Yo, Mr. Monk, dude. Down at my home in the valley below, I heard a very strange noise coming from your monastery. Could you tell me what it is?"

"I'm sorry," replied the head monk, "I can't tell you. You aren't a monk."

Sadly, the strapping youth got back on his motorcycle and rode all the way home, in a very foul and frustrated mood. He really did want to know what was making that noise.

The wind did not blow down off the mountain again until a couple years later. The boy was now a young man and often rode around in his new convertible sportscar.

As luck would have it, he was out riding when the wind blew down off the mountain, the air turned quite cold, and he heard a very strange noise on the wind. It was coming from the monastery! He could not figure out what could possibly be making such a strange noise and he was curious.

So, the young man bought a burger at a fast food place, got in his convertible sportscar, and started his ride up to the monastery. It took him 20 minutes, but he finally made it to the top. He pounded on the massive door to the monastery and the head monk opened the door.

"Mr. Monk. Down at my home in the valley below, I heard a very strange noise coming from your monastery. Could you tell me what it is?"

"I'm sorry," replied the head monk, "I can't tell you. You aren't a monk."

Sadly, the young man got back in his convertible sportscar and rode all the way home, in a very foul and frustrated mood. He really did want to know what was making that noise.

That night, he thought and thought about the very strange noise and how he just had to know what caused it. So, he resolved to do something about it the next day.

The next day, he got in his convertible sportscar and raced up the mountain, slammed on his brakes, and skidded to a stop right in front of the massive door to the monastery.

He honked the horn of his convertible sportscar until the head monk finally opened the door.

"Alright, Mr. Monk, I want to know what is making that very strange noise coming from you monastery!"

"I'm sorry," replied the head monk, "I can't tell you. You aren't a monk."

"Well, then can I become a monk?"

"Why certainly! It is quite easy. You must travel the earth and count the number of blades of grass in every field and the number of grains of sand on every beach. When you return with your answer, then you shall be a monk."

So the young man left the monastery and travelled the earth. For years and years he counted the blades of grass and grains of sand, until one day he had finally finished. He made his way slowly back to the monastery and found the head monk.

"Oh, Mr. Monk, I have travelled the earth these past years, counting the blades of grass and grains of sand. I finally know that there are 123,123,123,123,123 blades of grass in the fields and 123,123,123,123,123 grains of sand on the beaches and I would like to become a monk."

So the man became a monk. At last, he would now be able to find out the source of that very strange noise coming from the monastery.

"Mr. Monk, what is the noise coming from the monastery?" asked the new monk.

The head monk replied, "The source is too complicated to describe in words. I am afraid that you must see it for yourself to truly understand it. This key will show you the answer you seek."

"Take this key to the deepest, darkest corner of the coldest, dampest room in the dirtiest, filthiest cavern under the monastery. There you will find a long corridor. At the end of the corridor is a door and through the door is the thing that makes the noise."

Well, of course the new monk went immediately to the deepest, darkest corner of the coldest, dampest room in the dirtiest, filthiest cavern under the monastery and there he did indeed find the long corridor. He walked down the corridor until he could see the door at the end.

Unfortunately, there were three magical fires that never go out blocking the man from the door. He decided to jump the fires to reach the door. The man made sure the key was secure in his hand, took a running charge at the first fire and leapt!

Over the first fire he flew, but he dropped the key. The man leapt back over the fire, ran all the way back down the long corridor, out of the deepest, darkest corner of the coldest, dampest room in the dirtiest, filthiest cavern under the monastery and back to the head monk.

"Oh, Mr. Monk! I am so sorry! I went to the deepest, darkest corner of the coldest, dampest room in the dirtiest, filthiest cavern under the monastery, down the long corridor to the door, but there were magical fires and I dropped the key in the first one as I leapt over it."

"Do not worry, for there is another key and you must overcome tests on your way to enlightenment. The second key, however is far, far away in Canada."

The new monk left the monastery and travelled to Canada. It took many years because he had no money, being a monk and all.

Eventually, he arrived in Canada and managed to track down the key to the door. The monk then had to make the return journey equally as painstakingly, but finally he arrived back at the monastery. Down into the deepest, darkest corner of the coldest, dampest room in the dirtiest, filthiest cavern under the monastery he went, until he found the long corridor.

The three magical fires were in front of him as he took a running start.

Over the first fire went the monk, key still in hand!

Over the second fire went the monk, key still- RATS!
He had dropped the key in the second fire. The monk leapt back over the second fire, back over the first fire, back down the long corridor he walked and out of the deepest, darkest corner of the coldest, dampest room in the dirtiest, filthiest cavern under the monastery. The monk went back to the head monk.

"Oh, Mr. Monk! I am so sorry! I went to the deepest, darkest corner of the coldest, dampest room in the dirtiest, filthiest cavern under the monastery, down the long corridor to the door, but there were magical fires and I dropped the key in the second one as I leapt over it."

"Do not worry, for there is one more key and we must all overcome tests on our way to enlightenment. The third key, however is far, far away in Australia."

The monk left the monastery and travelled to Australia. It took many years because he had no money being a monk and all.

Eventually he arrived in Australia and managed to track down the key to the door. The monk then had to make the return journey equally as painstakingly, but finally he arrived back at the monastery. By this time, he was quite an old monk.

Down into the deepest, darkest corner of the coldest, dampest room in the dirtiest, filthiest cavern under the monastery he went, until he found the long corridor. The three magical fires were in front of him as he took a running start.

Over the first fire went the quite old monk, key still in hand!

Over the second fire went the quite old monk, key still in hand!

Over the THIRD fire went the quite old monk, key still in hand!

He had made it! He'd made the jumps and here he was standing outside the door with the answer to his question. Finally, finally, after so many, many, many years of wanting to know what was making the strange noise, he would know. The answer lay through the door in front of him and he could at last be at peace with himself.

Slowly, the quite old monk slid the key into the lock. Turning the key a slight 'click' was to be heard as the lock moved back allowing the quite old monk to open the door. He pushed the door open and stepped inside.

Shock and amazement came over him as he finally realized the answer to his question!

"Do you want me to tell you what it was?"

Ill tell you for 150k

ambergris · Sep 24, 2009, 06:18 PM // 18:18

Don't want or need the 150K but wanted to say that I'm sad to see that you are leaving.

Thanks for your help with all my stupid questions.

Take care.

Thenameless Wonder · Sep 24, 2009, 08:22 PM // 20:22

I personally don't need ~150k but if I was given it I would probably upgrade some of my heroes armor, and use the rest for my zaishen title.

Agar · Sep 24, 2009, 08:55 PM // 20:55

Cause i want to fill my HoM before GW2 and theres so many things to do and so little time...

IGN: Agarwaen Valar

gnr rules · Sep 24, 2009, 09:25 PM // 21:25

Hello there!!!well, im kinda new to this game. Only played for a couple months...and im flat out of money 0.o. So i think the 150k would help me an absolute BUTTLOAD!!!I would spend it on some cool armorset (i dont know...i just beat nightfall, whats the end game name for that armor?Id either get that or a max armor thing thats looks awesome).
Then i would guess that might be 50k...so with the other 100k???I would buy a mini pet (cuz everyones gotta have a friend :P) and that would be like 30k i guess...70k left. I would use 50k on getting some good weapons for my characters, i would get a destroyer scythe (the one weapon ive memorized and scoured wiki for it, i have no idea to get them on my own since i only just got EotN and am working on it now) and if i have enough money after that, i might get another good weapon...and so i would then save 20k for anything else i would do so i could sta safe and not be broke 0.o. never know when it comes in handy...if i dont find any use for it, i think i would give 10k away since im just that awesome, and keep 10k since like i said before, im broke >.> and i dont want to stay broke.

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I would either do that, or just save all the money and be wise with it, spending it only when i need to instead of wasting it on luxuries. If im smart with it, it would be like having double the amount.

so theres my reasons...cya, and gratz to whoever wins it!

evestormspear · Sep 24, 2009, 11:14 PM // 23:14

i'd like the money so my noob friend would stop asking for cash when i need it the most. save me the headaches and leave the money in sticky hands.

general shaun · Sep 25, 2009, 11:15 AM // 11:15

I play GW PVE all the time, i help new players whenever i see them asking for help, if i got the 150k i would give most of it to my friend who is new to playing guild wars, and needs some help kitting out his character.

Baku_The_Killer · Sep 25, 2009, 12:16 PM // 12:16

Becouse r8 Zaishen looks so cute under my IGN.

Baku The Killer
Defender of the Zaishen (7) looks worse than:

Baku The Killer
Warden of the Zaishen (8) (almost there

)

^.^

Wampirate · Sep 25, 2009, 01:38 PM // 13:38

Because I don't know how to farm

Shadowed Ritualist · Sep 25, 2009, 03:12 PM // 15:12

Because I'm filthy poor, I've held not even 20k at once accross all of my characters at once. I have no prestige armor at all. I don't even need 150k, that's more than I'd need. I don't want a lot of money, 75k would be all I'd need for a long time. Just enough to get one set of good armor, and some good armor for my heroes (I can't manage to get it myself).

I have not been playing very long, but I have beaten 2 campaigns, and eotn, but I can never farm very well, having nearly every rit skill in the game, and many other profession's skills to try and farm, but I've been having trouble with everything, I can't even raptor farm anymore, which I just started, and even then I could never manage to farm in HM

I don't mean to sound really bad here, but I cannot make money well at all, the best money I made was from finding a major vigor rune drop.

Please, just give me 75k, that's all I want.

kylanf · Sep 25, 2009, 04:21 PM // 16:21

150k? Let's see...

I know I'd spend AT LEAST 100k of it on items and all sorts of things for my halloween event, thus being a big benefit to the players of GW =]-I like spending things on event items to help others

As for the 50k left...I honestly don't know, I might save that up for a Wintersday event, or if I decide not to do a wintersday event, I might donate some to another wintersday event/craft some armor/maybe just save it for anything popping up that requires money.

jray14 · Sep 25, 2009, 05:09 PM // 17:09

I will give 115k to gw_poster, the full 150k minus a few 5k service fees:

1) My mullet wig from a couple Halloweens ago for Dunkoro.

2) Thorough pre-surgical inspection for Tahlkora.

3) Weekend guided meditation retreat for Testosteroferrari.

4) Set of purple (so she can stand out like she deserves) r9 max hammers for Devona.

5) Subsidy for Hugs for PUGs grant.

6) Major & Minor Vigor runes for nostalgia, kinda like Subway Jared's old pants.

7) Bloodstained Insignias for Olias & Livia, shortly after I crack Rush Limbaugh's home security system. (Just keep an eye on CNN to get a 1-day heads-up.)

Asphyxiat · Sep 25, 2009, 05:11 PM // 17:11

I would love the 150k, im not going to write a big long winded speech like some people, or even make up some crap sob story to get it. Im gonna be plain and simple.

I have recently bought my one and only PvE character (my necro) some luxon elite armour and i would love to be able to start saving for a BDS, 150k would go a long way to me being to afford one so i would love it if you picked me.

drkn · Sep 25, 2009, 05:45 PM // 17:45

i'd like some mats to be honest, because:
* everyone else goes for the cash and no one mentioned the mats
* i collect materials, so i won't sell or silly lose them
* i sometimes share my collection with guildies in need, if they actually need em and i know they have no time to get them on their own because of real life issues

Snograt · Sep 25, 2009, 05:58 PM // 17:58

Give it to me because I, er...

Just because, ok?

El Presidente · Sep 25, 2009, 06:30 PM // 18:30

Quote:

Originally Posted by gw_poster

2) Tahlkora gets a boob job - for similar reasons described above, I feel that if 10k or thereabouts were contributed to mitigate Tahlk's apparent boob-envy of Livia (which is why they are never in the same party! whooa, talk about a cat-fight!), maybe my party would fare much better in battle;

Quote:

Originally Posted by Snograt

Give it to me because I, er...

Just because, ok?

Both get my vote! Yeah, Chicago...land of "vote early and vote often".

If you gave it to me, I'd randomly open trade in nooblands and give it away 1k at a time. Better for 150 people to enjoy charity than just 1...or, you can just do that yourself?

Shadowed Ritualist · Sep 25, 2009, 07:28 PM // 19:28

Why does everyone joke, and need it when they already have enough, you just bought elite luxon, I just got enough to buy an ancient headwrap, It'll take me a long time to get a full set without some of this money.

But I figured out a way to farm well now, but the money (75k I said) would still be very helpful

Tohyachan · Sep 25, 2009, 08:01 PM // 20:01

Hi, my name is Tohya and I'm going to tell you why I deserve 150k.

I don't need it for elite armor, runes, ecto, zaishen keys, title hunting, or max gold weapons of elite-ness. To be honest I don't really need it for any one thing in particular I would just want it to buy stuff as I need it. (I have been lusting after a Kunnavang since I knew they were available but I can't really justify spending 50+ ectos on a minipet.)

Although what I'm going to spend it on has little to do with how much I deserve it. So I'm getting off track. As long as we're being honest here I don't know how much one person can deserve something that's being given away freely. I don't want be someone who has a sense of entitlement just because I was nice to some other players some time and I can't promise to perform grand acts of charity with it; But at the same time I would be remiss if I allowed a free 150k to slip by without even entering my name into the hat.

I'm not so broke I can't buy ID kits. But I'm not so rich that I can afford chaos gloves either. Let's face it, I do know how to farm and sell consets to make an easy 50k in a day. But at the same time I'm also the woman who gets distracted by episodes of south park while farming and dies a horrific death by some monster who doesn't find Kenny's latest death as amusing as I do. (This happens almost daily) Well, one can only farm for so long before the grind is unbearable and then it's back to playing the game for real. Most of the funds I make go into skills and mods for new builds that I'm working on. Money doesn't stay with me for very long in game but I'd like to think that I spend it in a worthwhile manner.

So in short, I don't think I deserve it any more than anyone else but I'd still like to post on the off-chance that you'd be willing to choose me for something. ^_^

P.S. gw_poster's entry made me giggle out loud at this thread for a good 2 minutes. I'm pretty sure my flatmate thinks I'm mad.