Xewleer

Sounds kinda like you ran a guild and it didn't become fun for the members anymore, so they left one by one. Until you were alone. Or, you decided to be controlling in the real life, and your friends began leaving you alone.

Now that Eldon had failed, he feared the wrath to come, but, it didn't. "Eldon, now you know not to estimate the powers of the Empire, it would have been better to run." "Please don't yell at me! I'm sorry!" "Its okay, stop acting like a sissy boy!" "Stop yelling! Please!" "I'M NOT YELLING AT YOU!!!! Anyway, come to Mechis III, a fleet awaits, time for a raid on Muunilist. Take a module newly added, then leave. I'm sure you will succeed!" "Master will not be disappointed." -Vikki- Vikki sat in a command chair and awaited orders from whatever hotshot. She had been decidedly apathetic. Was this really happening? She looked over at the stars. Yep. Admiral Ackbar's face appeared on the holo-projector. "Greetings, I am Admiral Ackbar." "I know." "Good, I need a raid group assembled, you will take several ships, which should arrive soon, and attack Muunilist, it should disrupt the Imperial money markets substantially. Go in, do some damage, get out. Simple for a first time?" "Too, its probably a trap." "Hmmm... Ackbar out." "Bye. Communications, any chance of knowing what we have and when it comes?" -Tomos- "You have done well." Cackled the Emperor. "I live to serve, apparently." "Your cockiness should be the death of you, but I'll let you live." "Suits me." "Take some ships, our spies report that Muunilist may be the target of a rebel attack. Take the Mandator II as your flagship." "If you please, the Imperial Star Destoyer Assassin is my choice." "Very well, but take it anyway, I have sent the 181st ahead. Also, the Chimera, Rokash and the Death'shead shall join you over the skies. Do not fail me!" "As you please." The transmission winked out. Man! The Emperor is creepy! He thought to himself. "Orders?" Asked his aide. "Muunilist system. The Rebels may be planning a raid. It will be a trap! Its a trap! Gah ha ha ha!" The aide looked at him strangely. "Sorry, inside joke." When you're ready. The Stealth moved out. - I've been busy, don't worry, the two bounty hunter characters will appear soon! Make some more for fun! I need variety.

Wow, that is one of your better stories!

Don't like it much... but of course, I like very few poems.

So good! she survived! That's awesome!

wow, I don't say this often for poetry, but that was a GOOD poem, 10/10 fingers.

Eh, she'll turn out to be that one rogue general's daughter or something (LOL!!!) Having too much fun, then.

I attempt to destroy their ego using language and sentences they can't report successfully. It's fun. For example: Fr33 st00f pl0> "Why would I want to support the dregs of the RS community? Its enough that you're bothering me and messing with my kind nature, but, asking for free stuff? That's item scamming! ..." And so on, I like doing that.

Yeah, it was best Shakespear, I love the bloody ones with fighting and all. Some are worse than horror movies! I played Duncan all the way through, Macbeth a couple times and was that servant, what's his name, that is Macbeth's personal servant, forget the name. Oh! I was also a Murderer once! It was fun!

wrote this for a bit of fun in Brit Lit. class Private Diary of Banquo (hands off! I mean you, Fleance!) -After the battle, in a wood- Well, I was with my good friend Macbeth, riding to castle where the good King Duncan is, when, all of a sudden, three witches appear! Supressing my first instinct to burn them, I commented how ugly they were. They didn't mind, thank goodness! They could have turned me into a newt! But they were relatively friendly. They told me that I would sire kings, not that the good for nothing Fleance... Anyway, Macbeth was told he was going to be thane of Cawdor! Well, that was okay, then the old hags said that he would be king! King! I suppose that's all good and all, but still, King! And ours not dead! ... Well, anyway, I'm off the see the king, the wonderful king of Scotland. -After the King praised me- Well, the king praised me alright! But Macbeth got the position of Thane of Cawdor! What, is he going to be king next, I hope he doesn't "off" someone for it! -With King, at Inverness, the Macbeth house- So, I was with the King, who had decided to visit Macbeth and his lady. When we saw the place, it looked quite lovely. He (you know, the king) greeted the lady Macbeth. Well, she was nice and all, but something was not quite right, it seems that nothing is really happening. The Macbeth's are loyal to the King, they wouldn't do anything. -In my bed chambers (alone! Of course, missus)- Well, somethings put me on edge, Fleance (you know, the good for nothing, well, he's getting better) and I were on the crenellations of the castle, when who but Macbeth comes up and says something! Surprised me so much I nearly stabbed him, but he answered in time. Well, he bid me good night and we left to our rooms, but something just wasn't right... -The corridors of Inverness- Well! Well! Well! Hoo! The King's dead, and his children fled! My! I just don't have the words now do I? You see, we think that the guards did it, I mean, the bloody knives were on them! Right? Right, but Macbeth killed them before we could hear the truth out of them. Of course he would kill them...But the King is dead! Long live the King, and who's the King, why yes! Macbeth! He's off tof Scone as soon as the King is buried. Properly, on the Stone of Scone, hope no English King gets it into his mind to try to crush our spirit by taking it. Good King Duncan dead! Poor guy, I'll miss him! And his own children to blame! Or... I won't write any more! I don't want people to read it and suspect Macbeth! Oh. -Some time later Macbeth's place- Well, the prophecies fulfilled! Well, Macbeth's part anyway, but I'm sure some descendant of mine will inheret the throne (glares at Fleance...). Anyway, I plan to go on a ride... But what Macbeth had to do to get the throne? He had to have done something toward his murder. Its obvious! But, I don't have any proof, so I think I'll just leave him, I'm no threat, I hope... Don't want to get bumped off too! -After my ride- Argh! Murderers! Run Fleance! Avenge me or something! Well, that's him gone... Hey! They're stabbing me! And again and * cv7h alg pg gjaajg (dagger hole) aka;lgl;ig;leuan tgwpijjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj (blood stains smudge this part) af jhKFJKJkjfKJKjhfh j hkjhg kj lkhj (random nonsense) adgaaafv ___________________ (more blood stains) dasf (brains) ggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggack!ggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg -as a ghost!- Well, they stabbed me some twenty times, and I'm still alive, just went unconsious for a bit. Wait a minute... that's my body! Hey, that's a surprise! I've woken up dead! Darn that Macbeth! Well, only one thing for it, time to haunt someone... And guess who? No, not Fleance (cowardly... Oh, wait, I told him to run), Macbeth! That's right, that punk will pay for sending guys to bump me off! I think I'll sit in his chair and stare at him! Ha ha! I'm going to have fun being a ghost. Heh heh! -five minutes later- That's him insane... well, its time for me to go to where all the good Christians go! Lake District, no wait... Heaven that's it! Ha! Have had my fun, now, time for me to move on. Fleance had better become King or else I'll haunt him! -----------Last Chapters of Banquo's Diary! Yes it is! You can read it now, Fleance.--------- Wow! he wrote out his own death scene!!!

Those ending lines are quite excellent! Lets have more! yays!

Holy Moses that's good! Awesome, so didn't see that coming! (I knew the guy would have powers though)

Chapter 17: The last betrayal Sir Tain was a Saradominist, and a temple knight, in fact, he was the youngest ever to achieve that position, second in line to Sir Tiffy Cashien. He was sent on a most dangerous mission, find out who in the world destroyed their army! Not that that was a big loss, it was barely a fraction of their forces, but still, the slaying of about 550 soldiers was not something to sneer at. He entered the wilderness without fear, Saradomin would give him the strength to see it through. -The battlefield- Alexia stumbled across the battlefield, marveling at its horror, who could have done this? Suddenly, an arm slid across her neck. "Now, what pretty to we have here, eh? Hee hee! Another soldier to kill!" Alexia realized who it was. "Hylean! It's me, Alexia, remember?" The arm slackened a bit. "Alexia, I don't know any Lexias, I think I should kill you." Alexia unconsciously struggled against the arm. So this is why the Seer told her to stay away. "Well well well! Look what I find! Hyleeean and his stinking girlfriend! Prepare to die!" Cona charged the pair, wielding his shadow spear as usual. Hylean wrenched Alexia's neck, nearly slaying her. Alexia fell, nearly choking as well, Hylean didn't recognize her! Why? Cona was taunting Hylean as they circled, Hylean had been able to block his attacks this time, now HERE was a challenge! "Ha ha ha ha ha! You feel the effects? Yes? Of my spear! My wondrous spear! It morphs the feeler! Makes like a monster, kill! It desires to kill! Killing me would help! But I ain't gonna die!" He charged Hylean and they locked weapons pushing against each other. Hylean's magical powers, enhanced by the shadow spear, shaped themselves into tentacles and slid their way to Cona, trying to catch him. But Cona was quick, he jumped over the attack and attacked Hylean from above. He floated above Hylean's head, taunting him again. Hylean Grabbed several packs of runes from a small group of mages, he leapt up and attacked him in the air. They weaved around each other again, this time, Cona did not taunt him. He instead attempted to hit him with blasts of power, but to no effect. Hylean rushed him, trying to pierce Cona with his dagger, while parrying his halberd on his spear. They struggled, then fell back. Alexia had, by now, recovered from her near-death and picked up her bow. It was a specially made compound bow, only she could wield it; it was gift from her mother. She aimed carefully, and... bingo! Cona fell a little, wounded by her shot. Hylean took advantage of his momentary distraction and slashed him down the middle, nearly killing him. Sir Tain arrived on the battlefield to see the Zamorackian fall. But then something strange happened. Cona was laughing! He didn't see it as defeat, but rather, another opportunity to kill! "My spear makes Majharrat crazy! It will make me strong! Stronger than you! To kill you!!!" He stabbed the spear into his own chest, and waves of energy poured out. He laughed again, and began to change into a humongous monster. It had a barely man's shape, it stood on two legs like tree trunks, its arms had fingers longer than Hylean's halberd. It was not talkative, however, and it began to try to smash the pair. Sir Tain watched it all, but decided to attack, running up, he joined the trio n the battle. Being a mage, he sent waves of attacks toward the monster, while Hylean dodged attacking whatever seemed vulnerable or a weak point. Alexia sent arrows to where the eyes where. The monster tried to smash the heroes, but the spear made of darkness that unleashes the monster in all of us did not help him. He fell, the three attackers could not lose. He withered away into nothing, with a scream and a shout. "Awfully sorry to intrude, wot! But I thought you two buffers might need help, doncha-know... I say, is that boyo alright?" Hylean was convulsing, clutching his chest, he then stood up. he smiled a bit, then hugged Alexia to him, dancing around, he laughed as Alexia cried. It felt good to be back, with Alexia in his arms. But he put her down, Alexia, feeling better, composed herself and introduced the two of them. "Wot? I do say! Its all so confusing! No matter, how would you two like to work for my organization, wot?" Alexia shook her head and leaned against Hylean, who thought about it. "I see, two young lovers, wot? I don't blame you in the least." Hylean then pushed her away. "I'm sorry, but I can't stay with you yet, the powers I have are barely controlled, the only way I can be sure to keep everyone safe, from others and myself is to leave. I have been hurting others for far too long to risk someone like you." Alexia looked at him in disbelief, then, she kind of collapsed on herself, trying to understand what was being said. She knew full well what he meant, and her face tore him apart as well. "I accept your offer, but not quite yet. I need to expel some magical power first. Alexia, I need you to wait for me." She ignored him, pleading with her eyes. Hylean felt worse and worse. Why did it feel like he was betraying her too? Sir Tain decided to be ambivalent of the entire thing. Alexia was teleported out and Hylean waited for Sir Tain to say something. "Well, now that the soppy stuff is over, would you come with me, some bugger's wiped out an army." Why did his heart hurt so much? This is nearly over everyone! Noes! Big Time-leap ahead! 5-6 years, now it will follow the story of the RPG.

verra nice! Want more!

Starve ha ha ha! anyway, we await your next chapter.

note the signature I consider Writing the greatest art!

sounds kinda like mine except I want a brick house and it must have many book shelves with books

I like it, another epic for the library!

excellent stories, but we would like to see more.

Chapter 16: Prelude to betrayal The battlefield was inhabited by just one warrior. He had killed the warring armies, Zamorack would hear it as a Saradomin army destroyed his, suffering heavy losses and retreated. Saradomin would hear the same, and no one would send people to kill him. -Zamorack Keep- Zamorack had observed a more noticeable drop in his army of doom, but he had plenty, whats a couple hundred to an evil lord. "CONA!" "Sir!" Cona stood to attention at his dread lord's command. "I want you to find the reason, my armies cannot be defeated so easily with such loss!" "As you command!" Cona bowed and walked off, he wasn't the advanced scouting general of Zamorack for nothing! -Just outside the wilderness- Alexia walked back and forth from the strangely placed Wilderness Ditch. She couldn't make up her mind, she wanted to help Hylean, but everyone had told her to wait. Who to believe, herself or others? Herself, of course came the answer from the depths of her heart, others, said her mind. In the end, she listened to her heart. Walking through the desolated terrain, she tried to think about what to say or how to act. She knew she loved Hylean, but did he really love her? How would he react? Was he over his original fits of destruction? Why did her heart hurt, why did her mind scream to go back? -battlefield- Hylean watched the dead bodies, they were dead alright! He chuckled to himself, the dead stayed dead. He liked the dead, and that one person, he struggled to remember, no, its gone now. Shrugging, he returned to his grizzly task of killing survivors.

I knew a guy who got muted, used sign language he did. Sold him a hally. For all things considered, you don't have to use bad language to express yourself. I have never used anything worse than DARN in all my time on the forums.

Aww... don't listen, I love it!

hmmmm... I'm going to have to mess with Evola a bit to fit into the Star Wars universe, but he'll make it somehow.

I can't wait til friday!

I happen to have read several Russian stories (of different genres) and I didn't notice "lyrical" to describe them. I just noticed they were heavy, which is good when in the mood. Have you tried Tolstoy's Peace? It's hysterical!