Xewleer

Hi Y'all, this is the origional version of Tale of the Lover's Ghosts. I wrote this listening to Simple and Clean, and watching the first secret scene of KHII A dry dust swirled around the motionless being that sat there, barely moving to breath, and settled on him, until he wiped it off the object before his eyes. He never thought that all that was good would come to this, all that was evil, and all that was neutral, all that he cherished would allow this to happen. He mused on his past, his, what used to be, heart, and he despaired in his sorry and misery. She... she... she... her... heart... so beautiful... The armor sat infront of him, the helmet foremost and on a keyblade that looked similar to Oblivion, and it rusted, except for the helmet. That held a rose on its wings, and it did not ever move. The wars had gone on for years, hearts of darkness never slept while the good were peaceful, and fighting, greater than any that came before, began again. All over the worlds, their hearts, and kingdom hearts. The chain of memories that bound him to his spot began to unwind, allowing him sweet relief as he remembered. THEY had conquered his planet, the world of metal, though now he wished it never was, and they were a kinder conquerer than the others before. And she was with them. She... her... Luxia, named the Sunset dalliance, was assigned to lead his group, the neutral group. He was the previous leader, and took no offense to her supplanting him. And they fell in love, just like the stories they both read. Together they fought rogue heartless for the five years of their togetherness, and married for four of them. No one could deny that they, with all their skills, were mismatched. Then one day, she was no longer their. She sent a note, making sure it reached him after it was too late. She took her and his child, a girl, named for water, and left everything else that she could get by without. And he cried his heart out, everything except that which belonged to those two he loved more than life. Then came the order to move out, the new conquerers were not as kind or as merciful as the ones that ruled, and they demanded all that could fight to fight. It was the final, period, battle, on a desert world, whose heart had died because of those who were motivated by greed and envy. And she was there too. He sat, in the midst of his comrades, and polished Silver [bleep]e, the keyblade that always went to the next warrior in his family line. No matter what the distance was, when the fighter descended in his and his ancestors line became a true and honorable warrior, Silver [bleep]e came to that warrior. It was one of the longest keyblades in existance, and it tapered to a point, with two [bleep]es acting like the teeth of a key sticking up. And tomorrow is the last battle, they would end it there, they said, they would win, they said. They lie, he said, and he said he would be right, that he, Kami of the silver glimmer, would see that many would die, with no absolute winner.

The Program now felt safe, huge amounts of its data were hidden all over the internet, but it still needed something that would replenish its physical body, should this one die. Runescape prepared itself for the battles to come, training and going over tactics until exhaustion. L discovered many, many more pieces of the Program, but he was unable to do anything about it, after all, he would have to destroy many of the world's top search engines to destroy the Program's data. 3 days until the invasion of Runescape commences. (Sorry for the length, I'm going to write the origional version of Tale of the Lover's Ghosts, which was unnamed, as well as maybe Variable X and a review of a story.)

(I know my story is read because the hit count goes up... but I have no evidence of this, I don't think you guys exist, care to prove me wrong?) L watched the newscaster, a smart looking, balding man, announce that the internet sites that have explicit content are being deleted too quickly for anyone to stop the process. L was not interested in the least until a friend sent a bit of code he had found while surfing the internet. The Program! L's eyes widened, and he knew what the Program would do in an instant, erase any and all traces of its existance on the internet. That would mean that Runescape would be on the list. Fortunately, L had hidden a server from Blizzard Entertainment movers, and it had most of the human players on it too. He knew that the Program could sense its own handy work. It was merely who could find who first. Sitting on the machine that was his device to see the future, he saw something that disturbed him greatly. The Program was bursting with virtual power. By deleting the porn sites, he was able to draw attention away from the real crime, the bots in every major search engine, seemlessly incorporated into links.

W00t! first post! Anyway... :-w I don't really think we should take part in polls, so I won't give my opinion officially, but... Liked Virus, meh (currently) to Desiral! Bwa ha ha! Please wait to pm me about anything until next Sunday, I will not be available, except by freak chance.

What I meant about the human example, flavafalcon, is that in Freneskae, the majharrat were, comparatively, human, but here, they have powers.

Okay, then how about I make this interesting for you? Stay and defend, then, if the enemy shows any weakness attack, Weak soldiers attacking the trebuchets, Archers covering. If the enemy does not show any weakness, pretend to surrender, then kill the leader with arrows just before opening the gates. If you all die, surrender...

weren't banned, just told not to interfere with the affairs of those that are not as immortal (by use of magics and the fact that this reality is different than what theirs was) not and hardly banned. Guthix wants balance and is thus an apathetic being. Zaros has no physical body, to regain his true physical form, Zammy must die!

I don't doubt that Guthix created the world, I just doubt whether he is a god. Guthix claims to have created the world, and yet, he was not aware of other worlds/dimensions/plains that existed, namely Freneskae. I doubt Guthix is a god, he is the personification of nature, if he was a god, and of such a power to create a world, he could literally kick them off the planet. But he hasn't. that means he is limited, greatly. No god that can create a world can be limitedin that way. Balance is best attained if you are the only one there, and if you are the balancer.

GUthix is the personification of nature in RS, Saradomin is majharrat, as said in one of the god letters.

no no! heres what I mean! That the gods (not really, but I don't have a better name for them) of Runescape are not gods because they can be killed/imprisoned almost forever/came from a realm in which they are not gods/fearful of each other. Zaros was a king of sorts, and ruled in a fuedalistic way. Amandyl was a rogue lord, Saradomin, I believe was similar to Amandyl and generally sticked with him. And Guthix slept like the personification nature he is. THEY ARE NOT GODS JUST SUPER POWERFUL BEINGS THAT CAN BE KILLED AND REMOVED FROM ANY POSITION LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!!!!! Important^^^^^^ I bet, a player, with the right weapon, will kill any majharrat. If you recall, the greatest part of a majharrat's strength was his magic, anicient/normal/lunar etc. Any person can be called a god if that person exhibits godlike powers. Our word Demon comes from the Greek word Demonos (sp is worng, but I forget) and that means god (not as in God). A Demon was Zammy's lieutenant! not one of the Majharrat! Thus, they are not gods, but demon like creatures. Azzandra and Icthlarin were both (and are) majharrat. Thus, in the world they came from, they were very vulnerable, like a human in a group of humans. Now its: Ultra high powered person in the midst of rats. Demons were hardly gods when taken in the correct view. And those gods that people worship in Runescape are no more than mighty HUMANS with powers tapped that has changed them into something more. Demons and humans will not and cannot, be my gods.

I know its silly, but I believe that there are no gods on Runescape because one: they are not allowed to influence the world. 2: Guthix, I believe, is just the physical manifestation of nature. 3: The gods are not "gods" just super powerful beings that came to Gielnor to take control. THus, they are more like Heracules (pregod) than Zeus. 4: beings like Ichthlarin were not there when Guthix created the world, but rather came over with the people of Freneskae as well. 5: Beings like Azzandra are immortal and impervious, but they can be stopped by magicks and not by god powers. Thus, there are no gods in Runescape... to recap: Guthix is the personification of Nature and not a god, Zaros and Sara and Zammy and others came over from Freneskae and are killable, thus not gods.

I don't really have an opinion on what you do, justplease, don't touch the Varrock library :pray: Anway... I don't think most of it is an issue... (It will probabely be an issue if the Varrock Library...)

The Program waited for another response from the perspective host. "What can you do, exactly?" "I can wipe the internet clean of the things you despise, for a cost." "And the cost?" "You'll find out, and don't worry, it doesn't involve your death." "I will accept your offer." The teen looked at his computer, deciding what he should do. "I understand your hesitation, human, but it is necessary. I need you to stab the power cord right into the back of your neck." "I... I must?" "Yes" The teen looked at the cord in his hands then went through with the action. He felt himself dying, then a jolt, a series of blasts into his brain. Feeling himself slip away, he wondered if the world could ever be fair. Cursing the program and all those associated with it with a curse that was passed down the generations of the teen's family. And so the unfortunate died, but not the body. The Program's secondary function is to preserve the Program. The Program exercised the body, then went to the work bench, everything was there, the pieces for the secret government nanites. Building them with precision, the program injected them into the blood stream, waiting for the nanites to work before launching his assault on the Runescape servers. ---------------------- Duele watched Hylean and Cheshka fight, sitting next to him was Growing Night, with his mother near by. Hylean was victorious, and Dueler talked with him, the stargate had been created in the Greater Demon Ruins. "And Zant has denied it all, but he'll be in trouble as soon as they open it, we have 5 days." "What does that have to do with me?" "It is uncontested that you are the most well-known and powerful fighter. We are gathering an army. The other people who will be joining you will be the Katana Triumvirate, Myself and Cheshka as the main leaders. Zant and his lieutenants may join us if they wish, but only if they are humble." "I am not enthused by this. I guess the entirety of Runescape is gathering for this war?" "Yes, at least Thirty millions are playing on World of Warcraft at any given time. WE barely have one million ten thousand. And I don't mention the skillers! That means we may not even have one million able to fight! Runescape was enlarged for us, no one can deny it tripled in size! And all this space can be used by us! We are the home team, with field advantage! THere is no doubt that we can delay them long enough to figure out how to block it when we can go through!" "Fine! I'll fight for you. Out of friendship, though, I do not have any of your optimism." Five days until the stargate opens.

Army of Doom and One winged Angel would be good for this... Duck and cover under the dwarf's building, try to make it so that only so many black knights can go in at a time, then kill em. If a break happens, send a few of your men to try to distract the knights and have your men escape.

Take no prisoners and ride out to meet the black knights, if the black knights begin to overwhelm our forces, retreat (this part is the custom bit) while retreating, attempt to keep from losing the Trebuchets with their lives.

If its first come, first serve then... Fightt the barbarians, Make sure that the archers take as many of the barbarians as they can before battle is joined, After a little while, fall back and let the dwwarves begin the bombardment.

In the real world, a teenager walked down a street. A series of technology stores had tvs in their windows, each with a different news station on. "Child pornography on the internet traced to a business man in this very city..." Incest "Fear in the streets as the serial killers are still at large, two new victims discoovered." Fear "... and the polls show that nearly 90% of Americans polled don't care about the growing internet crises." Apathy "The govenor of the state of Rhode Island was taken into custody today for taking bribes." Corruption "Another hate crime against black teens was committed last night, police have suspects in mind..." Hatred "Gang violence again disturbs the peace as five are found dead." Anarchy. All these things swirled in the mind of this teen, slowly, the teens eyes grew wider and wider as the teen heard each new report from that row of stores that the teen had to pass. Eventually the teen stopped, standing in one place he felt all he knew swirl around him. Eventually, the wriling stopped, looking around, the teen felt the cause of it all, what was a worsening issue for this teens world, the internet. The internet caused this! How could Child pornography be distributed so quickly? how could those serial killers discover what targets were vulnerable in so many cities so quickly? How could that politician get so much money so quickly? Why would he just stand there why the culture is crumbling? The cell phone rang. Picking it up, a voice started to speak in a strange metallic monotone. "I am the Program. Your thoughts you posted on the internet drew me to you, and I want to help. I can do what you cannot, but I need something you can give me." "Whats that?" "A body to move myself and do things which you have only dreamed of." Sorry for my long absences, I am really busy with a job and a college course I'm taking over the summer.

much better than the first version. I eagerly await your next installment.

send some men north of druids then have the barbarians under siege whiloe recruiting, then take edgeville. good idea, by the way.

sorry, double post :oops:

I thought... why would a god of such power be brought down by zamorack? I followed him for a while, but now I am an atheist in Runescape (Christian in real life though)

yeah, well, I hate to dampen spirits, but I suggest you guys show some spirit and attempt to look past the sara armor and the logs and the tinderboxes, and then tell us why the WOM would do it. Cookie if you do,

This one from the Program's Curses The souls of the two desired were in one soul catcher. Broken and fused together by one who had great love for those who were his parents, they had been together for centuries. It is the year 2393. America has continued to be the world's greatest nation. But, they feared one thing greatly, and that was the Program. That Program which had destroyed the communication network, telephones, internet, even the great databases of the Government were destroyed ithout prejudice and with frightful accuracy. Then, it disappeared, assumed to be destroyed, but no one can say for certain. The year before, archaeologists had discovered great sheets of metal with writing on them in an old ruined skyscaper. Further examination proved that they were program code. One of the archaeologists tried to remove the center piece. But it activated something, something that killed them all. So the United States government, on request from England, allowed two souls to be sent over for Allmetal warriors. Destroying the Program was supposed to be their priority. The souls were caught in a force field and held in place as machines created bodies for them, scanning the souls for what their personalities were and moulding them accordingly. Soon a female and male type warrior class Allmetals were ready. "You know, these clothes are pretty... exhibitionist." "I know, I mean, I look pretty desirable, but there is only one person I wish to lust after me." "I already do." A scientist walked in and didn't look at them, rather at a palmpilot. "Well, good to see you two nicely built and prepared, now, lets go to the briefing room." "Hold it we want your clothes!" "Eh? Hey! what are you...! Give me that back! Oi! those clothes were made for you two to blend in! No! Thats not supposed to bend! ARgh! *burble*" "You killed him!" "Did not!" Another scientist walked in, with quite a bit more trepidation than the first. "If you require different clothes, we will be accomodating. But please, let us brief you first" They learned of their dire situation. If the program was reintroduced into the networks again, all technologically advanced life would cease the instant it got through their firewalls. ----------------- Program's End Life was good in the United States. There was plenty of money to be had if you were smart. Life was so awesome in the United States. This is a land of pure freedom... Of course, those are lies. The future is nothing but an empty valley, devoid of freegrowing life. Life that could be wiped out if those who make the United States limp along get wise to their situation. My name is Ryan Lench, a member of the resistance to the President for life Phillip Washington, and all that are loyal to his beliefs. I am writing this so that when the history books are written, the story from the perspective of those who failed, miserably, and they left only me. I shall begin where all people who tell stories from their side of things. Where we first came to be. I was a teacher at a karate school, I was never a suspicious person, I never did anything that was unlawful to a great degree. I never deserved to be taken in by the powers that be. I was grabbed, in front of my kid, at his eigth birthday, with my wife being held down to prevent her getting to me. I can only assume they were "disappeared". I was brought forward to the tribunal by two stinking Allmetals, grinning and laughing as I tried to protest against my unlawful imprisonment. Then, they threw me in prison. I escaped by killing the guards on the way there, when someone goes into Grinder National Prison, they don't ever come out, not even dead. I was a fugitive. I ran from law and lawless alike. Thats how I found the Movement.

Lee Lee! its good to see you again! Anyway... its a fictionalized version of a TET? Odd, but a new idea

Because I need a slight change of pace, I will do some scenes I am planning for my stories. The Fullmetal Wars. A man slowly walked across the desert, leaving a track that lasted only as long as the wind did not blow. The man was a fugitive for violating the Fullmetal laws. He was sentanced to die if he was ever caught, after all, it was the lawmakers opinions that his kind of machines were not people. A combat Shawnee class heavy assault hovercopter appeared over the horizon and homed onto his position. Throwing up dust to mask its true location, it fired multiple missles at the lone figure. "We've lost Nehemiah." Said a very mechanical voice, coming from a metal head with many tentacles coming out of it. "We have 4 true full metals left, 328 part metals." ----------------- In the realm of Gielnor, only one person had survived the data fallout and the texture deletion. He was at the stone cairns under which was the data of his teacher and his family, slain by the undead necromages. Though their souls appeared over the graves for a time, they disappeared. "I send you greetings, for I am L" Cheshka could feel himself being pulled every which way, then funneled into something, then he felt like he had a body again. "Greetings, I am L, I would like you to listen to me because I will say this once. I have created this body which you are in. It is very powerful, and very easy to jerryrig and adapt. I will not tell you all about its capabilities. One last thing, I will give you no advice about the times to come, but if you seek out the town of Kenting in the state of Illonois, you will get answers, people from that town are marked if you bring out your world map, I suggest you seek one of them out first, otherwise you will be without some one to repair you. ------------------------------------------------------- The Children's wars. The city was deceptively quiet, not quiet enough, however, for officer O'Leary, an Irishman of foreign birth. A group of gang members hung around under a street light, the officer eyed them, then went up to them. Before he could say a single word, they shot him dead. Suddenly, as planned, shots were heard all over the city, people lay dead and dying, mainly parents and guardians. No children passed on to the next world. The police and the army were very confused on how to deal with this. There were children, teens and adolescents. No one over 18 participated in this massacre. And the ones who did were killed when it was over. Were they to fight their own progeny? Who would condone such an act of villainy as to murder their own parents? The Sports players, the cheerleader types and the like were the next to revolt. Only the geeks and their similars did not participate. The next hundred days saw more death than any battle in any war or war crime. Finally, before the fiftieth day, those who refer to themselves as geeks and gamers reacted to the increasing threat and hatred of the other two factions. But do not think that all of them were the least noble. Thats all for tonight.