EverFriends II: The people we tease

Some reputations are enduring. Some of my friends have characteristics that invite teasings for years, long after the initial joke is gone.

(When I say “my friends”, I always mean Club Morte, the bunch of friends I met in EverQuest II four years ago.)

Unker Kell is our mobile Wikipedia because he knows everything about everything and he doesn’t seem to ever forget a fact.

Unker Kell

We call him Kellpedia, sometimes, but that’s not very funny, so we also tease him about his “uncle-ness” (hence his nick Unker Kell – the mispelling due to his not technically being an uncle).

We often give him grief over his sometimes eccentric dress sense, excessive sensibility and choice of music and cars.

He was shopping for a car the other day and kept waxing lyrical over the Volkswagen Passat CC, vehemently disagreeing that it looks “uncle”.

Volkswagen Passat CC

Fortunately, we (mostly the Goonfather) put so much pressure on him that he agreed to give the Mazda RX-8 a try, which resulted in him buying it because it’s one of those “love-at-first-drive” cars.

Mazda RX-8

In EverQuest II, Unker Kell has a reputation for spending hours and hours sorting inventory.

In the game, we have personal and bank inventory slots to keep all our treasures, and in each slot we can place bags or boxes, each of which open up to more slots to keep all our treausres.

This is how mine looks like, with all my bags and boxes open up. Each tiny square can hold one item:

EQ2 inventory

As you can see, this has the potential of providing many hours of sorting entertainment, especially when you have several alternate characters (like Unker Kell has) and you want to share items with them.

In the past, whenever we agreed to meet for an adventure, he would be the last to arrive because he’s always busy sorting inventory at the bank.

He’s also often late for real world outings so the joke carries over into real life as well. Unker Kell is his name and “inventory sorting” is his thing.

He’s better now. I think maybe now he spends his lunch hour sorting inventory so that he doesn’t have to sort it when he’s playing with us. (But we still tease him about it.)

Now we come to Morte, our group’s namesake.


Our group bears his name because he is our class clown. And also because he always irks everyone so much we all want to club him. (But he’s very good for laughs so we keep him.)

In EverQuest II four years ago, we used to call him the paper tank.

In MMORPGs, a tank is the group’s warrior assigned to absorb all the enemy hits (because he has strong defence but weak offence) while everyone else concentrates on actually killing the enemy.

Tanks have special abilities to keep enemies’ attentions on them.

This was our tank in my old guild.

Morte is a mage in game and has powerful nukes that can severely pulverize an enemy. Unfortunately, it angers the enemy so much it will turn its attention on Morte. Unfortunately, also, mages can only wear cloth armor so they’re especially fragile.

The mage’s job is to nuke a mob just enough so that the combat can end quicker but not so much that he gets its attention. When a mage overnukes, he will override the tank as the punching bag. And Morte loves to overnuke.

Calling someone a paper tank is like saying, “You paper-wearing nuker, you think you can be a tank? Hur hur…”

Here’s a picture of Morte being a paper tank. He’s in the middle of the screen being surrounded by angry mobs:

Morte paper tanking

A few months back, Morte was all excited over buying 120 rolls of toilet paper for like $12, and his nickname became Toilet Paper. And when we returned to EQ2 last month, he became Toilet Paper Tank.

His most-uttered words ingame now are “Save me~~~.”


The Goonfather has a reputation for being a chiongster because he enjoys rushing the enemy and has no patience for tactics. As a result, he has like the highest death count among our group (next to Morte).

The Goonfather

But he has no nickname for that because I’m probably the only person who gets annoyed by it since he always drags me along to his doom with his impulsive habits. To the others, he’s probably just a source of amusement.

There was this time in the past when two of us needed to kill some gnolls and, out of impatience, he went to aggro all the gnolls in the immediate area all at once.

Pulling the whole world

He really enjoys flirting with death in games.

Nanny Wen (aka Davienne) is the bimbo of the group (ingame) because she’s always getting lost and making silly mistakes due to being blur.

Nanny Wen

She’s also a bimbo because she enjoys comparing clothes and appearances and laughing at people for being short. She plays a high-elf, which is a very tall race, and she enjoys saying, “I am looking down on you.”

Unfortunately for her, she can’t do the same in real life.

The other day, she was teasing Unker Kell about his looks (he plays a cat-like humanoid and was wearing a stupid Santa hat). She asked him to shapeshift into Billy the moppet because he looks better that way.

(In EQ2, we have abilities to turn ourselves or other people into all kinds of funny things, which is fun.)

Nanny Wen says

And this was Unker Kell’s reply:



This is Billy the moppet:


Billy is actually a mob we had to kill several times in the past for a very tough quest. I guess the game developers thought it would be funny to allow players to shapeshift into Billy.

EQ2 is more fun than ever because there is now a built-in voice chat feature. It makes it feel like we’re physically together, enjoying a fun activity together.

The downside is that now I can’t take screenshots of people saying funny things anymore, since people hardly type anymore.

Funny screens

No more such screens. :(

In another post, I’ll share with you some of the funny adventures we shared together. I can’t wait to tell you about the one where the Goonfather and Unker Kell voluntarily did a “You jump, I jump” and fell to their deaths amidst much laughter from the guild.

Another time!

Right now, I’m having so much fun reliving the good old days with the same bunch of friends. Isn’t it such a rare thing being able to actually relive fond memories for real?

I’m making the most of it by playing the game obsessively. So don’t think I’m a nerd. It’s for the sake of friendship! =P

Bite-size Sheylara

Muscle Girl

My biceps and triceps et al are showing! (When I flex.)

I am no longer merely a skeleton. I am now a skeleton with muscles. Woohoo.


Sheylara in the gym

Had a second photography session at the gym today. Will show muscle photos soon.

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Sometimes, when ladies put on makeup, we make mistakes. We get smudges or uneven eyeshadow or joker smiles.

(Not really, that last one.)

Fixing mistakes does not always involve wiping them off. Because we might end up wiping off foundation and creating an unsightly patch. So, we cover up mistakes with more makeup.


Sometimes, the cover-ups make it worse, so we try to cover up the cover-ups by covering them up with even more makeup.

Then we run out of time and have to leave home.

That’s why we sometimes look like we have too much makeup on.

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No Fat

I just got bluffed into buying the worst-tasting thing in the world.

Was shopping for yoghurt and not finding my favourite brand, so had to settle for something different.

One auntie was promoting a new yoghurt. I decided to try it. It claims to have 0% fat.


It tastes like starch with flavouring. I think my tongue keeled over and died.

I don’t trust low-fat/no-fat food.

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My fingers smell heavenly. I had a Subway sandwich earlier.


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Why do people pretend to like you and they act like they’re so happy to see you but they badmouth you behind your back every opportunity they get?

I don’t need these people to tell me they don’t like me. Just don’t pretend to like me.


And don’t make unfounded accusations.

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The last two times I brought my laptop out, I forgot to bring my USB modem. Today I remembered my modem but I forgot my mouse.


Yesterday, I went to drums class without my drumsticks.

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With friends and fun, who needs sleep?

We were asked to write about our most momentous day of 2008 for this week’s Star Blog.

My immediate thought was, “That’s the party I just had which I just blogged about.”

I tried to think of something else. But nothing really came close. Truly, my most cherished memories are those when I’m gaming. Haha. Especially gaming with friends.

So the party is what I wrote for Star Blog, although I tried to write it differently, plus I threw in a new video.

Please click here to read it!

Solomon Yeow wishes me happy birthday on Facebook

After the last two disastrous messages, I thought he would have disappeared from my life for good.

I was wrong, apparently.

A quick recap for those new to my blog:

This random Facebook dude sent me a rude pick-up message one day (read it here).

I didn’t reply it.

Ten days later, he sent me an obnoxious follow-up message (read it here).

I didn’t reply that one, either.

That was almost a month ago, and I thought that was the last of it.

Then I got a “lovely” birthday message from him last night.

How sweet.

Stan was the first to know about this because he happened to MSN me around the time I got this message.

I said to Stan, “OMG Solomon Yeow sent me a birthday message in Facebook!!”

And he went, “HAHAHahahahahaaa Holy Cow!”

I observed that Solomon Yeow must have copied the message from one of those cheeky birthday greeting cards, and Stan couldn’t stop laughing after that.

I don’t care what you guys are saying. Solomon Yeow is no pick-up artist (wannabe or otherwise), he’s a ctrl-c-ctrl-v artist.

But he’s entertaining, in a way, so thanks for all the fun, Solomon.


On a similar but not the same track, my friends got me an iPod Nano for my birthday!! OMG I LOVE MY FRIENDS TO BITS!!!

I shared a birthday cake with Unker Kell because our birthdays are a week apart.

We’re both 10 years old, if you must know, you inquisitive cat.

THANK YOU Minou, Kerrendor, Wang Wang, Morte, Talin, Joey, Hevun and Unker Kell!!!

Sheylara is in your face

I have a zillion people to thank!!

Okay, not exactly. I wish I had a zillion people to thank, but I don’t quite have that many friends.

But you know what they say: A handful of really good friends is worth a zillion friends in Facebook, most of whom you don’t even know but just keep adding because you want to look popular.

Alright, they didn’t say that. I made that up just now.

Here’s a list of friends who have plugged me in their blogs in support of my nomination for the S’pore Blog Awards.

Cowboy Caleb
ice angel
Simply Jean
Steven Yong
Miss Loi
Uncle Sha
Nicholas Aaron Khoo
Agnes Tan
Princess Sabrina

HEART YOU GUYS!! <3 <3 <3

Thank you for spreading the word around the blogosphere and for scaring all your readers with my giant mugshot and its pukingly-cute pinky heartsy watermark!

Picture scaled down from giant size to reduce scare factor.

Will add to the list as more friends show their support in their blogs!

YAY for friends!!

YAY extends also to friends who never plug me in their blogs because they don’t have blogs to begin with but are showing their support through voting!

Well, YAY for everyone lah!

If you’re reading my blog, YAY for you because a blog needs to be read like movies need to be watched, like art needs to be admired, like music needs to be heard, like Sheylara needs a laptop!

Well, I do need a laptop (for blogging effectively on the go)!

So, even if you’re reading my blog because you hate me, I love you!

How weird is that?!

In the meantime, HAVE YOU VOTED TODAY? =D