What is the best joke you played on another toon?Follow

i love to hide by a cleric casting buffs. when people run up to the cleric to get buffed, i buff them first. then the cleric gets all frustrated wondering why none of their buffs will land. and yet people are still saying thank you and paying the poor hapless cleric. is good fun :-)

ROFL Johnny! Gonna do that the next time I get a beggar. =P

My best friend ingame (chanter) turned me into a scarecrow, and ooc'd I was casting KEI, to hail me at the SB. I'm a ranger. hehe

Well ...

About 2 years ago ... me and a rogue friend were bored and decided to take a trip to Freeport and have some fun with the newbies.

We handed a few of them 10k+ in copper ... /d for donate'd some of them .. but the most memorable joke of all was one my friend pulled on a poor begger...

We were in the FP bank and this guy comes up begging for money, so my fried says "Hey, you know that door back there? There are chests on the ground that are FULL of platinum!". So, my friend opens the door and the newb walks right in ... and BAM! The door shuts.

We had so much fun with him ... making him say whatever we wanted so he could get out ... this guy was so pissed lol... We eventually let him out and out of good sportsmanship, handed him 500p. ....... in copper.

I like when during raids raidleader links loot. All prepers to bid.
Then I type /em has looted <insert link here>
Someone is allways bound to fall for it... "OMFG! Ninjalooter!!!"

Or "/shout Your invis bla bla fade" in MPG when raid is running to RSS.

Or the old but still good: "you tell noob_01: Type /ex to activate xp bonus"

Once moved around all UI windows on my friends computer and then locked them.. He had no clue how to fix that one.

Oldie: type /ran 999 1000 when rolling on an item. Be sure to say Pass first...


Once in Skyfire, Jester turned my monk into a giant Wurm. I hit anonymous to hide guild tag and chased a guildie to the entrance, when he *killed* me, I hit FD. Couple of people near entrance were taken aback, thinking it was a new named mob.

There was this beggar in PoK, annoying the crap out of everyone. I went off on an adventure somewhere, came back a few hours later - and he's still there, "Give me plat, I need plat, how can I get some money, give me a weapon" etc. etc. - in /ooc, /Shout and /say, even. I took on wolf form, typed in a social along the lines of "Whitman the Wolf humps Beggarmoron_01's leg" and a /say Hrumpf Hrumpf Hrumpf to go with it. I proceeded to follow him around, and every time he would open his mouth to beg, I humped his leg. He tried running away, and I let him believe he had lost me, while I kept an eye on him with Track - then immediately pounced on him when he thought he was safe. He started screaming "Get this =)/&¤()=/& dog away from me" and such, while onlookers gave me the occasional /applause that made it all so worthwhile. I kept at it for maybe ten minutes until he got the message and left the zone ;-)

I remember ( way back ) levelling up my junior Ranger in Qeynos somewhere and this guy was ks'ing and begging and being a real griefer for about an hour. Finally I logged off and brought in my 55 Druid and /ooc'd for free rides. Sure enough this little cretin says back that he would live a ride to the Commons.

Well , you know the ending ......Cobalt Scar.

I saw him wandering around Qeynos later , buck naked , and asking if anyone had seen his corpse. He didn't even know what had hit him.

I finally felt sorry for him and took him back to Cobalt to retreive his corpse.

Mine was the very old trick of conning new frineds into dueling higher characters. Its funny to see their reaction after beaing beat down in milliseconds.

yah, that's pretty much what the OP started the post with.

Years ago I could drop a plat on the ground, and with my baby enchanter I was able to morph into a replica platinum piece.

Fun seeing people stop right by you for a few seconds knowing exactly what they are trying to do.

Whitman, that deserved a rate up

So I'm killing stuff in North Karana for some quest or another. I'm a midlevel druid at this time, and generally not bothering anyone except mobs.

I have no problem with folks asking for buffs. I really appreciate the ones that offer to donate for SoW and whatnot, even small amounts. I don't always expect it, but at the very least most folks are grateful and polite about it. This little anecdote involves the 'other' kind of request.

In the midst of root rotting a hill giant, I get a /tell...

Brainiac: Yo dood. Need SOW.
Loonsong (me): ?
Brainiac: Need SOW.

Keep in mind I'm in the middle of what was a difficult fight at the time.

Loonsong: Kinda busy at the moment here. Kiting.
Brainiac: Dood, gotta kill griffs. Dun be a d*ck.
Loonsong: Kiting. Busy. I'll SoW you after. Just chill.
Brainiac: F*ck U dood. Need a SoW. Why U being a d*ck?

At this point I had resolved to respond to this eloquent individual in kind and introduce him to the glorious serenity of /ignore. But just as I was preparing to textually flay him alive, I experienced a sublime epiphany and instead typed the following...

Loonsong: Kk. I'll SoW. I'm south of Gypsies.
Brainiac: Roxxorz dood! OMW!

The giant dropped shortly after, so I sat to meditate and wait. I also memorized Scale of Wolf. Surprisingly, it didn't take long for the intellectually challenged youngster to locate me. He gifted me with several charming emotes, including rude gestures, dancing, laughing out loud, waving, and yes, even drooling. I was a bit concerned about the latter, but I had already resolved to be helpful in this case. I cast Scale of Wolf and bade him enjoy. He waved goodbye to me (though with only one finger) and was on his merry way.

North Karana is large, and at this time there were no PoK books. My new expressive friend was also apparently bound in Halas, as he was a barbarian (warrior I believe). Needless to say, I soon received another tell.

Brainiac: Dood, I died.
Loonsong: Sorry to hear that.
Brainiac: Can I get SOW again?
Loonsong: Sure, I'm at gypsies.
Brainiac: Can U meet me in Qeynos Hillz?
Loonsong: No, I'm sort of busy.
Brainiac: Look d*ck I don't feel like running across all the way back without SOW.

(Apparently this individual mistakenly believed my given name to be Richard)

Loonsong: Just let me know when you get here and I'll reSOW, or find someone to SOW you in Qeynos Hills.
Brainiac: F*ck dood, this sux.
Loonsong: I do sympathize. Just find me near the gypsies and I'll SOW you again.

Of course he did eventually find me again, after repeated reminders in /tell just how much it sucks to cross West Karana without SOW and that I really was an unkind person for making him do this. I gave him Scale of Wolf.

To give him credit, I'm fairly certain he had no idea what Scale of Wolf was. He only saw that it made him run faster and this made fleeing angry griffins much easier...unless he actually attacked said griffins and Scale of Wolf immediately dropped. Then the run back to the guards was perilous in the extreme, and in his case, deadly.

Brainiac: Dood, wtf?
Loonsong: ?
Brainiac: Died again.
Loonsong: That does happen sometimes.
Brainiac: I gotta F*CKING CROSS QH n WK AGAIN!
Loonsong: If you want to loot your corpse, yes you do.
Brainiac: Can U bind me there?
Loonsong: Sorry, it's not a city zone. Can't bind you here.
Brainiac: F*ck.

Yes, I know you can bind folks at the gypsy camp, but it was obvious that he did not. I surmised that the exercise was good for him anyway. Most warriors neglect their legs when they work out.

All told, this happened three times before he began to get suspicious. His first theory was that someone was giving the griffins SOW, or they were bugged. He eventually realized he simply stopped running quickly whenever he attacked them. This led to a /petition about how his character was bugged and way back in these days, GM's responded to petitions rather quickly. I didn't have to wait long before the GM contacted me.

GM: ROFL!!! Are you throwing scale of wolf on this guy???
Loonsong: Possibly.
GM: ROFL!!! I take it he doesn't know it drops whenever you attack?
Loonsong: I don't know. I was fairly certain everyone knows about that.
GM: I had to warn him twice about foul language. He's not happy.
Loonsong: I'm very distraught to hear that.
GM: Technically, I have to tell him he's not bugged, and I should tell him what's happening.
Loonsong: Go ahead if you have to. That's what /ignore is for. :)
GM: ROFL!!!
GM: Ok, I'm just going to tell him that his char is definitely not bugged and let him figure it out.
Loonsong: Ok. :)

I then proceeded to cast Scale of Wolf on our special friend a total of SEVEN TIMES! I kept careful count. The guild was roaring with laughter as I related this little adventure and I admit I was guffawing so hard that I very nearly ruptured something important and the neighbors complained. I'm fairly certain that I could have witnessed him dying seven more times, but he was taking so long to run back for his corpses that I had run out of time for the day. I wished him the best of luck as I camped.