Loved this game, one of the best MMOs with a very cool community. Unfortunately, it's pretty complicated to get into for new players, specially the ones who never played an MMO before. And I'm not paying such an expensive subscription for this game, main reason of why I stopped playing.
grindy good
Peak video game nostalgia for me. Shoutout to the guy who scammed me out of 2 mill when I was 11.
Kids nowadays will never know the joy of playing RuneScape for hours on end for months at a time. I had very bad internet growing up, so online gaming wasn’t an option for the vast majority of releases. Somehow, my garbage connection was enough to let me enjoy my favorite MMO.
Such a vast area to explore, so many quests, and tons of skills to level up, all in F2P. Membership opened the floodgates of new weapon types, skills, areas, quests, and housing options.
While the gameplay itself wasn’t really thrilling, the constant feeling of progression and improvement kept the dopamine flowing for years. I believe I capped out at a combat level of 75 with hundreds upon hundreds of hours played. I bought houses, conquered hundreds of quests, made friends, worked jobs given to me by real players, and explored the world to my hearts content.
Among the good times, dark times came as well. I was trying to buy a Dwarf Cannon, which to this day I don’t know if it’s good or not. It cost about 2-3 mill at the time, that’s about all I remember. I was at the grand exchange spamming “buying dwarf cannon” for hours. Many players opened a trade with me, realized I had 2 mill, and closed the offer because it wasn’t high enough. Then, one player saw my offer and had me follow him underground, I don’t remember the area. You had to have a candle in your hand that was lit to go to this area. When we got down to the cavern, the player told me to extinguish my flame. When this happened, bugs began to hurt my character for low damage. This wasn’t concerning, until the damage continued to bring my HP to dangerously low levels. The player told me to dig at the walls and maybe I could escape. Despite my frantic efforts to get above ground or save my lowering health, I eventually perished. Upon my resurrection in the graveyard, I realized I lost all my coins. When I went to message this player, they were already offline. It was that moment that I learned I could never trust a soul on this forsaken planet. I was 11 at the time.
Anyway, RuneScape is a fantastic MMO that is very approachable for most ages. The amount of hours I sank into it couldn’t be calculated by most modern computers. I still go back occasionally and play my new character I made a few years ago, who is now a combat level 50 F2P account. Nostalgia doesn’t get any better than RuneScape for me.
Kids nowadays will never know the joy of playing RuneScape for hours on end for months at a time. I had very bad internet growing up, so online gaming wasn’t an option for the vast majority of releases. Somehow, my garbage connection was enough to let me enjoy my favorite MMO.
Such a vast area to explore, so many quests, and tons of skills to level up, all in F2P. Membership opened the floodgates of new weapon types, skills, areas, quests, and housing options.
While the gameplay itself wasn’t really thrilling, the constant feeling of progression and improvement kept the dopamine flowing for years. I believe I capped out at a combat level of 75 with hundreds upon hundreds of hours played. I bought houses, conquered hundreds of quests, made friends, worked jobs given to me by real players, and explored the world to my hearts content.
Among the good times, dark times came as well. I was trying to buy a Dwarf Cannon, which to this day I don’t know if it’s good or not. It cost about 2-3 mill at the time, that’s about all I remember. I was at the grand exchange spamming “buying dwarf cannon” for hours. Many players opened a trade with me, realized I had 2 mill, and closed the offer because it wasn’t high enough. Then, one player saw my offer and had me follow him underground, I don’t remember the area. You had to have a candle in your hand that was lit to go to this area. When we got down to the cavern, the player told me to extinguish my flame. When this happened, bugs began to hurt my character for low damage. This wasn’t concerning, until the damage continued to bring my HP to dangerously low levels. The player told me to dig at the walls and maybe I could escape. Despite my frantic efforts to get above ground or save my lowering health, I eventually perished. Upon my resurrection in the graveyard, I realized I lost all my coins. When I went to message this player, they were already offline. It was that moment that I learned I could never trust a soul on this forsaken planet. I was 11 at the time.
Anyway, RuneScape is a fantastic MMO that is very approachable for most ages. The amount of hours I sank into it couldn’t be calculated by most modern computers. I still go back occasionally and play my new character I made a few years ago, who is now a combat level 50 F2P account. Nostalgia doesn’t get any better than RuneScape for me.