Take Me Back to Oz
Good grief, now where am I? Somehow I have this huge pickaxe in my hand. I don't know how to get rid of this; it's too heavy to carry around. Plus it makes me look
like a thug and ready for battle. I just want to finish my quest and get out of Dodge, er, Runescape. Anyhow, as I wander around, I keep trying to use the map and arrows for help.
Hah! Some help, I believe these are part of the game that is meant to drive my crazy. When I look at this map, I feel like I have Harry Potter's Marauder's Map--only Harry can actually figure it out!
Enough of this bellyaching. I have to carry on. Hey, that fellow is talking to me. Hmmn, I wonder what he wants. So far, everyone I run into seems to be nasty; I can hear them cackling to themselves as they make jokes to each other. Anyhow, though, this fellow (wish I could remember his name) is actually answering my request for help. I can't believe it--a breakthrough.
"Hey, I'm trying to find the farm (and not the funny farm). Can you help me?"
"Sure, go along blah, blah, blah." That's how directions sound to me.
"Wait, do you have time to take me there?"
"Un, well ok." Thought to self: maybe it's not all bad here.
We pass by buildings, pass through people (that is wierd). He tells me to start running, thank god I have enough running points in my boots (at this point not made for
walking). I run after him. He stops; it's the farm! I get the eggs! This is great. Too bad I can't hug my benefactor, so I thank him as he has to leave. Wait, I forgot your name, but it's too late. What a nice person!
So, now I'm off to find a cow. I actually figure out a road sign, and make it to the farm. I ask the farmer some questions and find out the difference between cows and
bulls. Everytime I come near a cow, the thing actually fades away. Is it the pick axe in my hand? And then some cow starts attacking me. Whoa! What do I do, I have to attack
back to save myself from death. Good grief, I have that funny bar on top of my head and it's indicating I just might die. I better run out of here.
Phew, that was close. Stupid to get killed by a cow. Well, so what if I don't get the milk. I think I'm going to start exploring and see what all is here.
Walk, walk, walk. This is all I seem to do. And, this must be the 3rd time I"m in ol' Rodderick's house. He's useless right now.
Wait, who's this guy? A musician, who's actually telling me to rest and recharge my batteries; he sounds like my mother!
A noob wishes she had a group like Dorothy in Oz.