Addiction and stuff

For quite some time now, Shelly has rather like playing MMORPGs…massively multiplayer online role-playing games, such as Everquest and Dark Age of Camelot. The idea, for the two or three people who haven’t heard of those games yet, is you create a character, then introduce that character into an online world where there are tens or hundreds of thousands of other players, all playing other characters simultaneously. You can interact with the other characters, buy and sell weapons and equipment, team up to fight monsters, even fight with other characters. It’s all kind of silly, and given the server stress involved in hosting 100,000 simultaneous users, there are inevitable server glitches and whatnot.

I’ve never played MMORPGs, and I sometimes tease Shelly about them. Well, there’s this new MMORPG, see, and it’s called World of Warcraft, see, and Shelly convinced me to try it, see, and…

…my name is Franklin, and I’m an MMORPG addict.

In case anyone cares, I’m on the Midevh server, and my character is a troll fighter named Ragnarokkr. Those of you who play can usually find me at Crossroads or Orgrimmar, the rest of you can take pity, snicker, or both, depending on your inclinations.

I’m not a complete junkie, however. We’ve been spending time with S and her boyfriend lately, and it’s been a lot of fun. We wen to Tampa Fetish Party with them last Friday; it was their first exposure to a BDSM play party, and it’s always fun to break in play party virgins. Sunday after PolyTampa the four of us went to the beach on a kinda-sorta date-type thing, and we looked upon the Kinda-Sorta Date Type Thing, and It Was Good. Shelly and S‘s boyfriend seem to be getting close, which is also Good.

And now for something completely different: