“The Downtime Quest”at least the ****** poem guy has gone
In the realm of ones and zeros, where avatars roam, A digital land of dragons, dungeons, and chrome, There lies a server, ancient and proud, Where adventurers gather, their voices loud.
But lo! One fateful day, the server sighed, Its circuits weary, its processors fried. “Enough!” it grumbled, its fans spinning slow, “Downtime I declare! Let the chaos flow.”
The bards wept, their lutes out of tune, The rogues cursed, their lockpicks strewn. The wizards raged, their spells left unsung, And the paladins prayed, their faith all but done.
The taverns stood empty, ale mugs collecting dust, As players refreshed, their patience robust. The kobolds danced, mocking the outage, While the dragons yawned, unimpressed by the carnage.
The forums buzzed with desperate pleas, “Is DDO down? Oh, woe is me!” The clerics chanted incantations of reboot, But the server remained silent, resolute.
In the darkened dungeons, torches flickered low, As guildmates huddled, sharing tales of woe. “Remember the raid,” said the bard with a grin, “When the dragon glitched out and we couldn’t win?”
The rogue nodded, “Ah yes, the lag was dire, Our arrows froze mid-air, our curses caught in the wire.” The wizard chimed in, “And the loot? Oh, the loot! Lost in the void, like a forgotten flute.”
Days turned to weeks, and still no sign, Of the server awakening, its circuits aligned. But hope lingered, like a +1 sword, For adventurers are resilient, their spirits restored.
And then, one dawn, a miracle occurred, The server hummed to life, its pixels stirred. The login screen blinked, characters reappeared, As if the downtime had never been feared.
The bards sang anew, their ballads revised, The rogues picked locks, their skills revitalized. The wizards cast spells, the paladins smote, And the dragons? Well, they shrugged and took note.
So raise your tankards, adventurers bold, To the Downtime Quest, a tale to be told. For even in glitches and server strife, We find magic and camaraderie in this digital life.
May your dice roll true, and your connection stable, brave hero.