Once upon a time... there was a game, with a community divided into two halves. On one side, were the 'earners', the self proclaimed 'true wielders of the doodads'. This side was known for their effective strategy of playing a game of crucible, rather poorly, might I say, and getting some sort of interesting gizmo. The other side was known as... the 'not earners'; individuals scorned by the earners for being 'undeserving' of the thingamabobs. This side was known for saving up these weird, vibrating coins that looked like cheap knock-offs and giving them to a shifty fellow with worms in his hood for other odd gubbins. There were also these peculiar baubles composed of light, but nobody cares about those. These halves would war over who really deserved these doohickeys, and many tears stained the battlefield. Some say they tasted delicious...