[ WP ] As a villager in an MMORPG , you 've grown increasingly jaded from every single hero easily completing your `` quest '' . You 've decided to actively sabotage them from now on ...

I was ready to rain down hell upon the next big-shot who waltzed in and waltzed out without breaking a sweat at my quest. Not only had I, George Carpenter, been cursed with the most NPC-like name and appearance anyone could have, but I also had the stupidest quest in virtually this entire world. 
 
 A skimpily-clad female mage was the next one to challenge me, George the Jiant, for that was what I had just then decided to call myself. Of course, I knew to start Jiant with J, because I have seen the chatbox ever-present in the corner of my life and that was how they all spelled it. I was learning. 
 
 `` Help! I have a problem!'' I, George, called out, hiding the malicious intent behind my script. Without a word, the mage swaggered over. It appeared she was intoxicated, judging by the stack of sixty-four firewhiskeys in her inventory and how she jumped the entire way over to him. `` My cattle- they're running wild! The goblins riled them up! Can you help?'' 
 
 It was a loaded question this time, and my friendly-looking beard helped to hide that. Nobody questioned the glorious beard of a villager. *Nobody*. She accepted wordlessly, but I knew from the loud sound playing in the background that it had started. I heard the goblins in my field suddenly, having spawned there as a result here. Sauntering off, the scantily-clad mage destroyed half of the goblins with ease and rounded up several cows. I had to screw things up really quickly if I were to do it at all. 
 
 George Carpenter would not fail. George the Jiant *did* not fail. 
 
 I quickly ran into my barn and released all the remainder of my cows. What? They would respawn there within seconds. And so they did. I released that batch too. And the next. Oh, the brilliant feeling I got when exploiting a fault in the game like this was beyond compare. 
 
 See how those stupid heroes fared when they had to round up ten-thousand cattle rather than the promised ten. Not to mention the goblins already there. 
 
 This would be fun. 

