My greatest MMO moment, Nay GAMING moment, that will stay with me forever is when I left my gambling stall by Britannia Bank in UO forgetting to drop my 3 million golds worth of cheques (NOT CHECKS!!!) into the bank first!
I take a Gate to Fellucia (The Pre Renaisance Free for all zone) and make my way home.
I see a red (Player Killer) gate camp and the inevitable COR POR (Nasty spell of pain and death) so adrenaline pumping I flee, being a trader merchant not a fighter.
A fraction of a second later the full weight of the situation dawns on me as I spy the pile of yellow in my bag and I swear I felt my heart stop for a dead second.
The next 10 minutes were at once the most gut wrenching, intense and fearfull moments of my gaming life, every bramble, every creature from the tiny birds and rabbits to the Ettins a potentially fatal obstacle.
The world never looked more menacing, suddenly my favourite path by the graveyard was at once a deadly obstcale course and a menacing forboding of my situation.
I pull every trick in the book, the Duke, the Dupe, Chaff, and the decoy pack horse, even my woefully inadequare hide skill comes into play as an act of sheer desperation, nothing works as my assailant wants my blood and nothing else will do.
When I finally slammed myself into my front door I am litterally panting, nose against my monitor, when did I stand up? I can't remember, why am I pressing my face to my screen as if that will help me? it's all a blur
My would be murderer, still unaware at just what a jackpot he's missed out on calmly walks into through my front door, uninvited like some kind of rule breaking Vampire, knowing that with but a press of my "I BAN THEE! hotkey he will be permenantly ejected from my home and can do nothing more to me this day, flourishes his cape (Emote) and sits at my table and pours himself a cup of my finest meade raising a toast to such a spirited chase.
I begin to calm my nerves and decide to sit with him, finger still over my macro of course, I pour myself a glass and start to laugh hysterically (IRL) and we have a nice civilised chat about this and that, nothing personal and no hard feelings.
He also had a good laugh as I "showed" him the prize he could have won as I "lock" down 3 million golds worth of Cheques on the table between us (he almost manages to grab one but misses and we decide it's just not his day).
He decides to teleport home to get some gold and we play a few games of Die as he figurs if he can't steal my gold and my life he'll try his hand at chance to win it.
After loosing a few thousand in gold to me he declares me a bigger criminal than he ever was and takes his leave but promises to "drop in on me" from time to time with a sinister inflection.
It took a while for me heart beat to slow and the adrenaline high to wear of and to this day no game has ever come close to that experience, and it was down to the fact that there was no saftey net, no rules, no GM, I was at the mercy of another player who simply wanted to kill me, not neccesarily for profit as I may have had nothing, but just on the off chance and for the lols because he could.
True he wasn't a complete douche and if he had of been it would not have been QUITE the experience but the Adrenaline heart pounding fear would have been the same and that's what stuck with me most.
Never have I been so sucked into a moment in a game before or since, and that negative made the dizzying high of success so much more.....everything!
Or as Eve-Online puts it, You have to take the risk, if you want to make the Isk
So heres a toast, TO THE BASTARDS!