She's now a hopeless drunkard and a skilled slacker, and with any more negative BUFFs, this guy would probably sprint down the path of a total shut-in.
Murphy shook his head, banishing this terrifying thought from his mind, and then as planned, sent an email to a certain tester using the identity of Administrator Alpha.
Minutes later, a private chat notification jolted Murphy from his group surveillance state.
He opened the chat window, and the player ID of the person he was talking to was "Knight of Honor Tepar," who happened to be the most hardcore role-player and a staunch member of the RP Party among the junior players.
Of course, even the most hardcore RPers would disguise themselves as normal people in everyday life, so Tepar replied to messages just like any ordinary person using very mundane sentence structures:
Knight of Honor Tepar: "Brother Fa? What did you mean earlier by offering us a 'special approval channel'? Is that a way to pull some strings?"
