These people have spent countless hours building these scripts throughout the last decade or so. A good intro is a very reasonable request to share in all that work 
Indeed, that would be a reasonable request. At the time of my posting though, I was just trying to PM gimlet to provide information on a (minimally) possible exploit and assumed I needed to introduce myself before I could PM. I will never use one of these scripts though I may contribute on minor points of them in the future. As a special and unique snowflake, I believed this entitled me to cheap out on my introduction.
But if you insist, I will tell you a little bit about myself.
The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament.
My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, born and raised. Luge lessons were where I spent most of my days. When I was chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve a couple of guys who were up to no good started making trouble in my neighbourhood. At the age of fourteen I got in one little fight and my mom got scared, she said "a Zoroastrian named Vilma will ritualistically shave your testicles". There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it.
I started UO on Sonoma with Pub 16. Played there until the release of AoS and was less than excited about the changes. Collected a bunch of golden skulls for Doom with a glitch that let you collect the 1K bones once, then kill the bone daemon over and over for a skull each time. Got bored and moved to Siege, where the men were men and UO was still UO.
Had fun attacking the ORCs, a PC guild that wore orc masks and lived at the Orc fort by Yew. Learned to PvP against them. They were a good bunch, had good teamwork to cover up the limitations imposed by their RP. I'd tame up 5 timberwolves then run in, attack, die, repeat. AoS made its delayed appearance to Siege and everything changed, but I stayed there.
Spent the next few years evolving from that laughable little newbie to a solo force to be reckoned with. I had friends and shifting alliances, but it always came back to me against the world. When it wasn't, I'd make it so. I invented the self-dismount/lance-dismount/remount macro (yeah, I'm sure lots of people did, but I did it first on Siege).
I'd love nothing more than seeing 5 faction guys standing around, pick one and run in, dismount myself and them, cast holy light to get pet aggro, remount, equiplast to a poison dagger, kill their mount, and be running away before anybody had a clue what was going on with 4 pissed off guys on my ass. It was exactly that sort of thing that made them put a timer on remounting after dismounting another person. 4 guys on my ass now? Well, let's head to a guard zone. Sure, your poison strike can legally hit me, but if I time it perfectly and dismount as it hits? Now you've hit my blue mount with an AoE spell and committed a crime. GUARDS! 3 on 1.
By now they're pissed off enough to follow me to hell and back, so lets dance in the solven hives. I'm their friend and they love me. Run, run, run, stop and fight near a solen warrior. Spit, stab, slash, let's all dance in the acid. To the dread spiders! Enemies, chaos, fun, stab slash, wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
I die, they die, who even cares. The important thing is that one stood against many and made his name known. The next time those 5 see me, they will KNOW me. Their friends will KNOW me. All that saw five fighting one will know the one, who will know the five?
(Disclaimer: The above was a composite memory illustrating a process and not intended to imply any skillz of varying madness)
Everyone in our little virtual world knew me, whether it was love or hate, and I loved that goddamn rush.
Then time happened.
I got old. Life called for my attention. I drifted away from UO. Got married. Had kids. Got older.
Reactivated the old account. It's not the same, but what is? You can never go back. I'm screwing around with PvM now, I don't have the time to hone my mind into the form needed to once again be a perfectly crafted killing machine.
If I had to summarize, I think I would say thank UO for being a friend. Travel down the road and back again. Your heart is true, you're a pal and a confidant. And if you threw a party, invited everyone you knew, you would see the biggest gift would be from me and the card attached would say, thank you for being a friend.
I also quote *bleep* inappropriately.
