(This is Day 12 of The Barely Legible and Slightly Bloody Diary of Foxy Foxster on Eulora – you can find previous days, but only if you really look at what you're reading around here.)

You know that feeling of being on top of the world and not giving a damn where you pee since it can't possibly pee back? Well, it turns out it can and of course it does it, really quickly. Just as I was getting drunk on tubers tea (well, let's call it that), the world was also getting drunk on new skills and knowledge as it were. Trouble is that it got first more drunk than more new skills and knowledge. So it started taking tumbles and playing ball with all sorts of things – mainly other people's expectations that is. Uhm, maybe it just got a temperament instead of too many drinks?

Anyway: first, the quality of mined items went all crazy and lost so much heart that negative numbers suddenly seemed a possibility. Then, a most remarkable claim made the most remarkable feat of vanishing before one's eyes, locked and all, bye-bye loot hello poverty or what was it? A trade went crash and then the bubble burst, taking the world with it in a swirl of madness. Called upon the scene of eulorian tragedy, Chetty took a look and cried: “look at the state of that! I'm taking it offline!” Uncalled by anyone but totally preoccupied by the fate of the world at large, I cried instead: “that's my shiny new remarkable claim, right there!!!!”

Several hours later, I got first the bad news and then the good news. The bad news was that my claim was no longer to be, snatched by the angry gods of fair-play under the heaviest suspicions of fraudulent birth by means of drunken world's vomit or some such. A bit later, the good news was that the world might have vomited my claim indeed, but it did so in total fairness and in a state of being legally not-drunk-at-all and therefore I got to keep my claim. And to wake up in a brand-new, wiser world who all of a sudden got more skills that I knew or could access. Hmm, did I say good news or bad news?

Oh, and at some point I was floating in the air surrounded by claims. How's that for an ending in 1000 words?

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