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Why do I have to log in to see the main menu?
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Why do I have to have a network connection for the Lion account doors to open?
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Why do the account name and password fields only appear when you get my network signal?
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Why is the main menu cascaded on the left, and the chat channel is on the right? The right is always the most dominant.
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Why is the chat channel a miniature Inbox chat?
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Why are there no terminal commands, and I have to have 1 mini window in the corner for Friends interaction?
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Why does the Network company that originally provided the service seem to want no business affiliation with you?
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Why did you port all of the graphics straight from World of Warcraft?
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Why do the best maps not work, and everyone is certain that the Report button is a shiny green button for all of your needs?
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Why after 5 games of people outraged either leaving without a care, or spamming your mailboxes; do you still not clean up this mess of a business?
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Why is the main vision of the company since The Burning Crusade era seeming to be “Put off all business tradition, put off all culture, put off all the majority populace of Gamers, make as much fast money for headphones and microphones”?
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Why is this not publicly pinned with all the Forum & public eye services halted, with a proper set of steps to show you at least have completed Grade 11 business?
I do not want to get some “Hi, I am an Admin”, I do not want some “Moved this to this section! :)”, as if you move your hand towards a person in real life that is considered Assault.
Where is the actual action happening? This is a completely dormant game, and this Forum seems to have been made by people that have never used them before. Is Automation the only way to run a company?
Think about your guys image, the idea of a wine soaked aristocrat that thinks himself to be #1. “Oh yes, this Wine is amazing my friend. You are the best. Surely such shiny pockets can bring us another round?”. These types of half flattering slurs have ruined people’s image.
Do things only seem temporary to you few who run this? Does life somehow not seem to have any sort of “next domino” in the trail of never ending fallen ones? Life goes on, the public talks. The common working man will say “Bah, Count Eduard, who needs em. I saw em lookin a little ill, comin out the Inn a little off center.”
“No! Fritz! You musn’t say this” will exclaim his wife, horrified at the consequences for Paris.
“S’what I saw dear. He seemed a little quick to put is’ tie on, just a little quick is all I’m saying.”
What exactly is being DONE. Emphasis on DONE, not just half get up with a pizza slice and half lie there getting yelled at. You guys do know you can get Audited for this?