GRAVE MONSTA IS ATTACKING YOU!

I hit my bank macro, tab out of war and hide. I grab my armor and weapons trying to figure out why the hell one of my best friends is attacking me! And also, _why_ he can attack me! I call a counselor, and then I become revealed. I'm not gray, and I get attacked again. Figuring something isn't right, I arm my bow, and begin evasive 'maneuvers' (Staying out of the rang of the heavy xbow, but in the range of my bow). I try saying "WTF dude, your gonna kill me!", but with no avail. I get down to about 6 hit points, and hi-tail it for the bank, and I hide. I lose my pursuers... and I use my wand of healing (don't leave home without it) and get back up to full HP. I decide it is too dangerous up here.. so I decide to go to the local pk spot, the spawn grounds.

I meet up with a few friends, Slinker from the UoB.. and we hang out for a while. Getting bored, and wanting to have something fun to do before I log.. I decide to go to the caves north of Minoc, and get a few ingots for my tinkering supplement.

I enter the largest mine, to find multiple miners working diligently away at their little job. Suddenly, a SENIOR counselor appears.

"Is Cyle here?" He says
*gulp*
"Yea.. That's me" I reply.

Just a note, usually when a senior counselor comes you're in trouble, because of the time Senior Counselors spend is spying for their guild. I figure I finally have been labeled the ever feared "problem player" and I'm off to Sosaria State Prison.

He asks, to my relief, if I placed a message in the help queue. Remembering that I placed a call in about 1 1/2 hours ago, I begin to plead my case about being attacked in town. We get the problem resolved, which seems to be that there are flagging troubles with provoking, where the flag stays on you for a while. Being my usual smart ass self, I decide I would like to be a problem player.

"Excuse me for a moment" I say to the counselor
"I'm still listening.."

YOU ARE ATTACKING XXXXX!

I proceed to kick the shit out of some miner in full chain, as the counselor goes on. I see some skank in a bear hat waiting to get some, but she's jumped the gun.

In Por Ylem

XXXXX(the skank) IS ATTACKING YOU!

Vas Ort Flam

I took a whopping nine points of damage.. and I hid.

"Where did he go?" says the person.

Laughing to myself I proceed to tell the counselor to have a good day, and I walked out.

Moral of the story is.... well, there isn't much of one, but its always cool to kill people in front of senior counselors if you want a bad rep :)