I wish they would make a UO CC graphics game from scratch. Have it set in Modern Day, bards can wear Kiss Style face paint and play electric guitars and cars instead of horses. Would be cooler than you think. Cooler if you could bake pans of cinnamon rolls instead of cookies.
Also want to say no Sampire. I brought this up before, the "RP" stuff behind the sampire template is just so insano.
"Yes my name is Cabizar the Fish Slayer, I am 408 years old. I began my life as a fisherman off the docks of Skara Brae when my uncle came running towards me with a flaming arrow sticking out of his back. I was shoved into the sea and floated to the Serpent Pillars where I was teleported to a strange land. Stranger still was that fact I did not drown. The people of the settlement taught me all there was to know about wielding 2-handed swordsmanship weapons, and the art of Bushido, the beautiful skill of making my melee damage do more damage and giving me the ability to have confidence and be more evasive.
After a time of several years I decided to migrate through the handy dandy moongate there to the realm of Malas, I had a hard time deciding where to go, so I played Rock Paper Scissors with a young nondescript boy from the town of Zento. He won and giggled as young Zentoan school children do, and sent me to Umbra. As I kneeled to give the young one a hug, he farted and danced away into the distance. An ominous feeling came over me as I approached the moongate, some random female wondering healer shed a tear as I stepped in.
It was like my blood boiled as I emerged through the gate on the other side.. A horde of half naked men and women in bone armor eyed me up and down as I did. One of the less naked ones seemed to emerge from the crowd talking smack, he stunk of death, and also appeared to be adorned with multi-colored items. Some one told him to shut up and he was quiet for like 8 minutes. Anyhow the others around the gate approached me and I was powerless to stop them. I had no parrying skill yet, and they drug me up to an altar and set me on there. At first I thought I was tied down but I wasn't.. I was being drained of energy. A mighty Vampire emerged from the mass of weird looking natives, and he ... he... told me about different skill sets I might be interested in. He taught me necromancy and played bingo with me nightly for like 2 weeks.
The natives explained this was just how they said hello. Gripey, the multi-colored guy griped a lot because he was upset about changes to Necromancy during pvp patches or something that didn't make any sense to me. Melithor the vampire wept tears of blood when I told him I was interested in leaving. On my way to the moongate a female corpse animator shed a single tear. Not because I was in any way shape or form handsome to her, but because she wouldn't get the chance to mess with my dead body. She told me so. It was upsetting, so I turned around to talk to her, when all of a sudden Melithor told me to come back and I did. Where he bit me and I flipped out and chopped his vampire head of easily with my 1337 skills. Short story I became a vampire and suddenly knew I had to whirlwind attack the people in the settlement to defend myself. This worked out pretty good, their blood just kinda conveniently flew into my mouth and kept me sustained as I endured the whoopings. I left Gripey alone though. He was actually pretty cool to talk to when he wasn't cussing all the time.
About an hour after I did all that, and sorted through the loot I decided I felt bad for killing everybody. I really wanted to do something GOOD. Real good. So I stepped through the moongate again, and emerged in Luna. The city of Paladins. The city was boldly... ugly. I've not seen a more drabbly designed environment. Ever. But that my friends is whole other waste of time."