Ain’t no Captcha like a KiaSA-club Captcha.

@Bronte: Good point. I suppose having a base of operations from which to work is fine in some situations, but when every village you stumble across is a haven of peace, tranquillity and NPCs who are incapable of getting themselves dressed in the morning without an adventurer being there to help them, it does become a bit of a clichéd experience.

They become a bit like quest supermarkets, I suppose.

“*bing* *bong* This is a staff announcement. Adventurer to hut three. Adventurer to hut three. Mrs Johnson needs somebody to fetch some water from the well just outside her front door, and Mr Johnson is ready for his sponge bath. Thank you. *bong* *bing*”

The problem isn’t just with quest-hubs as convenient and artificially inflated centers of experience gain and progression, it is also the manner in which we interact with them. Quest-hubs offer the distinct break from a world ever-populated by increasingly powerful and menacing foes. Yes amidst the tyranny of this ruthless world, here is a small strip of land, completely surrounded by chaos, where NPC’s live eternally and without much tension or hassle. Not only does this interrupt any fleeting sense of immersion, it also detracts from the frangible and dire nature of the virtual playing ground.

My capcha is embarrassed. I suspect that naughty things are going on in the capcha break room and that it feels I almost caught it. It lounges across the capcha box with a suspiciously jaunty slant and a dubious shade of green. Think someone needs to give your capchas a good talking to.

Before that my capcha (on someone else’s site) was chill. So that’s you lot pwned.