Day 47 – the rigged rig

-Thanks whoever for reporting the broken link. It is now fixed!-

Well, I can’t believe I went there again, but things aren’t looking too hot. My sweating is getting close to expiring and hunting has turned up squat. I guess the biggest thing is the closet tp is about 4 minute run to the NW outpost. Finally get there, about six other guys there, all newbies. I figure if they can go I can have some bait for the mob to munch on while I head for the rig. So we went over the big hill north of the pvp zone, no mob activity which was strange. Finally hit the outer rim of the zone and made our way in. We were about little bit in when we hit another group of newbies trying to get there as well. So we had a dozen people, all weaving back and fourth trying to get to the rig. Next thing you know, there’s another guy. So we thought ‘hey, why not get this guy to help us?’

So we made our way over to ask him. He was quiet at first, didn’t say anything. We just stood there looking at each other. Next thing you know, he pulls out some long black weapon that I didn’t recognize. But I got the hint that this was about to go south. So in a mix of panic and excitement, I ran the opposite direction. At about that time I heard the ‘rat-ta-ta-tat’ of something fast going off. The bullets were flying, the death count was rising and things were looking ugly really fast. As for me I was running and jumping up and down like a crazy person or something, just hoping he didn’t put his sights on my butt. Thankfully a nearby atrox came by and occupied the person, so I made my escape…just as I ran into a mob of my own and dead was the verdict. Still have yet to find the %$# rig. Till next time…

Odd ‘sir odd’ Bunny