Remember the good old days when we didn't know anything about our world and we just played the game? Spending 14 to 20 hours a day just playing until our hearts content. Giving ourselves enough time to sleep to get up just in time for the next Anti-PK siege on our houses?
Ahh, back when we thought the DM's were simply invisible friends that came to mess with our heads every so often with a flash of light and a puff of smoke. When we thought the designers were Gods that gave us this wonderful place that we could go fishing if we wanted. Killing folks was a business, and business was good. hehe
Then that day came where we were woke up from our slumber by the severe changes to the world. Causing us to wake up and realize we were in the Matrix, and really didn't want to wake up... Our dastardly deeds were forgiven and we walked into town for the first time ever... as blues.
Wierd, but I just remembered that's when we became aware that we were not really living in Sosaria, but in this cruel place... We were in the Real World... We wanted to go back and take the blue pill again, but it was too late. We would never be re-inserted back into the Matrix...
Battle Vortex came alive then, and now that reality has taken hold, she sits quietly waiting for Sosaria to return... I wonder if I will ever get into another game like that again... Maybe, but then again, maybe it is better that I don't.