Woot, it’s 12-something AM, I haven’t posted in like… ages… and suddenly something hits me as I sit in my livingroom on my couch because I can’t sleep for some god-forsaken reason.

I wonder what my guildies were like back in highschool… like… what stereotype would they fall under?

So here’s what stereotypes I believe a few of my guildies would’ve fallen under.

Starting at the top of the list is Mach.
Guild Master, cool guy. His job takes a special kind of person what I sometimes don’t believe even he is qualified to do. He puts up with his own shit, then my shit, then the guilds shit… lawl.

Sad thing is, he told me what he was like in highschool, so as much as he doens’t count, he was the geeky kid who was into games and anime, has a small group of friends, a bit of a slacker, reletively anti-social out of a virtual environment, mature for his age, and tried his hand at being a badass but failed miserably. What do we call this?

The Dork.

Second in line, Zoja
Mr. Cranky Tank as we known him so lovingly by, he is our progression raid leader. Cool guy… when he wants to be. He makes his own job hard by himself, let alone the other 24 people helping.

My impression of our wonderful raid leader in highschool is that big scary kid who was bigger, taller, and more intimidating than your parents. He basically just had to look down at you and your measly little 5’5″, and you’d piss yourself a little. But if you knew him, you’d know that he talks too much, and likes being the center of attention. A bit of a short temper, but inside a big fuzzy bear. Better known as…

That One Guy

On to Atrpous
Secondarly Raid Leader, back up support, meat shield number two. Andy is the back up dependent when Zoja isn’t around.

Atropus is… unique… to say the least. (<3) He’s the kind of kid that looks like he’s gonna bust out a sawed off shot-gun and start blowing heads. But don’t be fooled, because he’s about as harmful as a baby bunny(withrabies*cough*) At times he’s quiet, and then get him going and he’s like the fucking juggernaut… going on and on and on and on and on and on and… you get it. He likes to talk. But when the subject is over… it’s like someone gagged him. Kinda weird, and a little loud, even though he doens’t mean to be, he’s a good guy all around… you just have to get past that homicidal maniac look first. I give you…

The Weirdo.

I’ll have fun with this one, Hunt

Don’t… really know what he’s for. He was originally SUPPOSED to lead back up raids for under geared guildies… but he’s just kinda… there now.
Hunt is simply put… like that annoying little brother you wish your parents never had that drunken night in vegas. He’s smart, too smart for his own damn good, book smart… but no common sense what-so-ever. Doesn’t think before he speaks, and often gets his own ass into trouble, without anyone helping. He tries to make up for it by being a smart ass, but fails… over and over again. Boy needs to stick to be books because he’s…

The Socially Inept Kid.

I’ve been saving the best two for last, hehehehehehehe…. *evil grin*

Because I couldn’t decide who to actually be last last… I flipped a coin and up next is KyKy.
Ky is the glue that holds all of the officers’ sanity together. He’s the guy we go to when we need to ask for help, advice, etc in or out of the game. He’s had previous officer experiences, and being a but older and wiser, he tends to… you know… know more than us kiddies.

Granted, I’ve never met Ky in person. Seems like a really cool guy though through the interwebs. Ky is like that cool, laid back kid who gets along with like… everyone. He’s a people person. He’s not too competetive, not greedy, he’s a good guy. Helps when he can, more than what he should, sometimes, and rarely asks for anything in return. Granted… at times I believe he could feel no remorse in blowing up a hospital, I still think he’s generally…

The Nice Guy

Last but certainly not least, Amber
Our lovely recruiting officer, big sister, and slave driver, Amber is the one who herds all the little kitties we know as new recruits, and directs them on what to do, and how to do it in regards to policies and procedures in BoO.  Not to mention… she’s like the only one who can keep Mr. Cranky Tank in check.

Lawl, don’t eat me Amber or poison my food tomorrow. Amber is like a big sister to the guild… sometimes now in a good way. Sure she can be that cool big sis that looks out for you, or somethings that evil big sis who laughs as her giant foot of GKICK comes crashing down on you. Slightly tempermental like her squeeze, she’s a cookie. She’s smart… but a smart ass. Sometimes taken the wrong way, she’s not a snob or anything of such; as she likes to say, she holds people to the same standards that she holds herself. A.K.A.

The Social Elitist

Stay tuned for Part Two!!