Sites Like TesNexus Are Destroying Bethesda's Good Will

Well, that's it--I've had enough.

I haven't been enjoying Oblivion for the last while, now--I was wondering why. I think I have the answer: TesNexus ruined it for me.

It's a bit like sitting on Santa's lap and having him say: "Fuck off, kid." You can never look at the jolly old fellow the same way after that. The mood is ruined, the awe is gone, Oblivion is finished for me.

TesNexus has probably ruined Oblivion for a lot of other people, also. I thought of this when I came across somebody else on the web who basically said that they'd had enough with TesNexus and Oblivion.

That's when it struck me--I'm not enjoying this game anymore. I'm just going through the motions, click here--run at high speed to the next point. Time to call time on Oblivion...

I've already found another game that I like and a website that isn't filled with admins suffering from (and I quote) “shopping mall cop” syndrome or narcissistic arseholes on a power-trip who’ll ban you for any reason they desire.

Bye all and good luck--especially anyone stupid enough to go on TesNexus...


AcerMore

Part 3: Button It!

or

Button, Button--Who's Got The Pussy REPORT Button?

by guest writer
Micky McBile

When we last left our hero he was just about to be smitten three times with the accursed Pussy Button of Report...and...

"Grandpa, wake up! Finish the story."

(cough! cough! drool) ...but what happened to him next was almost impossible to believe, little ones.

Some shameless he/she TesNexus suck-up did smite him once, they did smite him twice, they did smite him thrice within a matter of moments for his three consecutive posts (Shining Prince AcerMore types very fast, you see) with their mighty and magically accursed REPORT Button--and then, and I know you won't believe what happened next, children--but--but--!

Yes, I know this is going to be hard to understand, but--but--his MEMBERship was cut off and then the unwashed brainwashed minions all stomped upon it with great glee (and that hurts something fierce, let me tell ya.) (And that's also what you call a Soupy Sales-type comment, for your future info.)

So, without due process and against his mighty will (I might add) Prince AcerMore was gagged securely; bound hand and foot he was bodily removed from the Black Castle of obNoxious and taken to the gates of the Shadow Kingdom of Self-Importance; and thrown out. (But, as so often happens in life if you but take note, everything wasn't all bad, for, while AcerMore didn't relish it that much himself personally, at least the admins enjoyed their hands-on experience.)

(zzzzz...)

"Grandpa!"

(zzzzz...)

"Grandpa's asleep again!"


Please join me next time, on our regular Monday, for Part 4:

Mauled By A Frenchman
or
I Got Claude

Part 2: The Good. The Bad. And The Ucking Fugly

or

Get it? Got it? Good.

by guest writer
Micky McBile

(Pictured above another happily censored TesNexus visitor...)


"Get on with the story, Grandpa."

Okay, hold your horses, kiddo. Well, AcerMore doesn't 'play' that way, you see. AcerMore plays it 'straight'--if you know what I mean--and so he didn't 'play along' and spoke out instead in various and sundry nether regions of The Dark Land of Anus Tightus, anNunciating clearly the truth to all who would gather round and listen.

But as Peter said to Jesus: You can cure the sick, you can cure the lame, but Christ, you can't cure the stupid.

(The above is a joke, by-the-way, that I wrote on the Daz Forums when some of the namby-pamby clowns there were bothering me and it got the WHOLE page of people's comments removed--talk about an uproar. Ha! Loved it!)

And so it came to pass that some were sorely afraid and covered their asses so they would not hear, and they then ran away in case they should become tainted by the truth and banished like so many, many others before them from the Dark Land of TesNexus. But the Censors (who were lurking in the dismalness cast by the shadow of The DarkNun) flinched at the words of a new prophet suddenly realizing there would be no profit at all for them if he were to be allowed to continue to speak out spouting his foul truth.

Oh my goodness gracious me, yes.

And so it passed that the powers-that-be saw The Shining Words and found (as so often happens in thrice-told tales like these) that they couldn't stand the light of the truth beaming down upon them for even a brief moment in time, for, as it's always been said: The truth hurts.

Unfortunately this time it seems to have hurt Truth, Itself, and Justice.

But what happened to Shining Prince AcerMore next was almost impossible to believe. Yes, I know it's beyond comprehension, but--.

"What happened next, Grandpa?"

Well...actually, I'm tired now, children--and I need to take a nap.

"Ah, Grandpa..."

Tough kitties, you little--! Ma! Come and get these younglings to sleep, will ya? They're your grandchi...zzzz


Please join me next time, on our regular Monday, for Part 3:

Button It!
or
Button, Button--Who's Got The Pussy REPORT Button?