Wednesday 10 October 2012

Let's Rickroll messy herd

or The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim.

Skyrim is one of those 'you're the lone saviour' kinda games which annoy me sometimes.  While I'm out slaying dragons, defeating armies and killing super powerful evil doers, The Lords Recklessly Rim each other in their cosy little castles not lifting a finger to help.  Well fuck them.

This kind of attitude made me a few enemies along the way.  On one occasion I Recklessly Held Mrs Tor, which didn't go down too well with Mr Tor, especially when I started trying on her clothes.  By doing this though, I realised Her Smelly Skirt's Colder than her smelly trousers.  Which is obvious.

 I pissed some people off so badly once that a Clerk Hired Messy Trolls to kill me, but everyone knows that a trolls greatest weakness is fire, so I was all like "Sorcerer! Meld Thy Skills" and used ice to freeze them and fire to burn them, which made them run away crying to their mummys like whiny little troll bitches.  That's when they started trying to provoke me into angry responses on Skyrimternet forums.