Last time i logged in i just wanted to check some auctions and while moving stuff from my depot into my inventory the PM button was blinking. I thought of nothing, most likely a soc mate or a friend of me who wanna say hello and hunt something. To my suprise it was an old contact from 2005
That guy just downloaded entropia again and he was suprised someone on his FL was still playing. We had a nice chat about good old times and what might happend about all the other fellas who once roamed with us inside EU. To his regret his former soc was kinda dead and although there was still people in it, they all was just like ancient remainings of a forgotten decade, statues buried by the sand of times, conserved forever in a digital list. We speculated how the owners of that pixel names would fare 11 years after they was active inside project entropia and if they found happines in life or meet misfortune. Was everyone still alive ? We didn't know and the thoughs of it became too gloomy so i asked my mate to leave the old stuff behind and join an active society.
Of course he did and i sended him to a soc where an still active member of his old soc was playing. After that we meet on Skype and we started to explain to him whats new, changed, still working like around 2005 and what not. All of sudden i feelt a chill how big EU is and how many things you can do inside it, given the determination to break apart from the grind.
Doing my daily routines i almost forgot about all the fun from the past and while explaining how vehicles work we did a good old fashioned TP run on our feet only equipped with a tt rifle and no armor just for the challenge. Wich turned out no challenge at all for the first Tp's because we all had our skill in the 60's - 80's but it was fun and for one person it was the first contact with our new beautiful cry engine world. We stopped on a beach and i complained that we can't sit down anymore to watch the sunset. Everyone laughed and called mindark incompetent, being unable to bring back such an easy feature and my mate just mimic the old babbeling sounds our charakters made when chatting 2005. It was hillarious and this was when i pulled out my overabudant stash of mind essence and started to drop our names in the beach. While we was building an oil barrel castle and fooling around my old friend from 2005 just said, well i know its hard to believe but iam one of the original developers of project entropia long before mindark was founded. Yea, sure you are, like i would ever believe that i awnserd but he just said, i can prove it. Hold down your alt button and press left left right right up down up up. I did and a loot windows just popped up with a Unique Official MindArk PHG gun inside it. I was speechless and all of sudden a surge of greed took over my brain and i shoot my both friends with that gun wich made them perma banned. It was 11.59 pm mindark time and i just shoot a puny fugabarba and it dropped me a 180k hof.
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