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:-s Watched the video about 3 times... and I agree. Whats the point here... who's Honest1 and how can you kidnap someone?

Because chicken doesn't have too much flavor, unless you spice it up, so many slightly bland things taste like chicken.

Once again, I couldn't get it to post, so heres the link. And yes, I tried using tabs. Nothing worked. http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q260 ... osho-1.jpg

Gobe sat back on his stool, glaring at Arius as he explained to the doctor his findings. After a short while, the doctor picked up his bag, and walked to the corner by Gobe. "There's nothing wrong with him, Gobe. Everythings right as rain, in fact, this has to be the healthiest I've seen him in a while." Gobe sighed, and pulled out a few coins from the pocket of his robe, and pressed them into the doctor's outstreached hand. The doctor nodded, and exited the shop. Arius came scuttling over, with a scroll in hand. Clearing his throat, he spoke. "Now, if you'll listen to me. Taeia is not dead. She switched bodies with Misty. Taeia and Shaun are mother and son. And they are back in Varrock, planning a comeback. The Dark Moon clan is going to be stronger than ever, Gobe." Gobe smiled. "Alright. That's everything?" Arius nodded. "Yup. Now, since theres nobody needing to be saved, I suggest we go into hiding."

Yeah... I'm a pretty brain-fart prone girl...

Thanks! Yeah, I don't have photoshop, I just tried copying and pasting some pics on paint. Thanks again.

Here's the deal... I have an image I want to put in my siggy, but its way to big. I need to know how to size it down about 70KB. The other problem? I have it on an image host, but the URL won't work for pasting it onto the boards. Someone help. I know I'm about to get a whole lot of flaming for being a "image noob." Yeah this is kinda my first image siggy problem so... go easy. :pray:

Taeia sat on the chair, pushing off the legs of the table, leaning dangerously close to to floor. The old chair creaked, as she sighed. A sharp knock came at the door. She fell off the chair, and lept up to answer it. Shaun stood at the door, panting. In his hands, he held a large bag filled with coins. Taeia pushed him inside, and folded her arms. "How much longer were you planning on keeping me waiting?" Shaun gasped. "The banker was an elf, you can't blame me! Where are the people you said would be here?" Taeia was about to answer, when another knock came at the door. Taeia opened it, as a stout man in deep purple robes, and an old woman in a silver fancy dress burst in. The man spoke. "Taeia, darling, its so nice to see you! You have some cash for us?" Taeia gestured to the bag on the table. The man eyed it over, and then sat down at the table. "I trust you receive the scrolls?" Taeia nodded. The woman spoke next. "Taeia, please make this fast. I'm meeting with some of your potential allies tonight at a gala at the headquaters. Which brings me to ask you this; why this little house?" Taeia nodded. "Well I couldn't go back to headquaters quite yet. You get used to such a small space after a while." The woman smiled, and sat down next to the man. Taeia introduced Shaun, and then took the scrolls out. "Now, Atticus, have you began the search for the four chrystals?" The man nodded. "We have scouts all over the globe, darling. So far, we're in the process of buying one right now, from a supplier in Draynor. A witch, I believe." Atticus looked up, at the sound of a rat scurrying across the floor. Taeia smiled. "Don't worry... its just the neighbors."

Oh my gosh this looks hilarious! I want to see it sooo bad! Anyone else think this looks funny? :lol:

E Why do some insects eat their young? (And no... not because they are annoying them...)

A little monkey named Chico runs up from behind you whilst you are at the zoo, and bashes you over the head with an over-ripe banana. You die from brain trauma.

You find a flying taco with a "Hello, my name is..." sticker on it! It's name is Paco! But you get stranded on a desert island, so you need to bite Paco in half. The other half of him flies away to safety, leaving you to die. I wish I had a monkey that could play me the bagpipes.

Oh yeah... woopsie! All fixed!

Gobe sat on a stool in the corner of a dusty book filled shop, leaning over a podium. He was riffling through a pile of ancient scrolls, reading the text. Arius was teaching him everything he knew, since Gobe had long since quit the Varrock Royal Guard. Gobe was justing reading through a scroll about desert flying horses, when Arius jumped up from his desk across the room. Gobe tipped over on his stool. Arius started running around, his bald little head starting to sweat. "Gobe, get over here! This instant boy, don't dawdle!" Gobe was stuffed into a corner, his scrolls scattered all over the floor. Arius scuttled over to the corner. "I told you, get up and over here!" Gobe blew a scroll off of his head, and scowled. "Gobe, I have come across a discovery of epic, disaterous proportions! Catastophic even!" Gobe pushed himself up, and set his stool upright. "What? Whats so important that you needed to interrupt MY studies?" Arius ran over to his desk, and started tinkering with a small bronze globe-like instrument. "She's back, Gobe! Its her! I have all the data right here! She's NOT dead, and neither is Shaun!" Gobe sighed. "Arius, are you having one of your spells again? You know Shaun and Taeia are both dead. Shaun stayed on the iceberg, and died. And Taeia died that day at the Gathering." Arius shook his head. "Look here, the planets are aligned! And then acording to the second verse on page five hundred and three of the holy book of Saradomin, and these scrolls from that jar we found in the desert... it all works out! It was a body switching jinx! And the history tests... Shaun is Taeia's son!" But Gobe wasn't listening. He was at the range in the back of the shop, making tea. He poured it into a little Oriental cup, and walked over to Arius. "Here you go, Arius. Just what the doctor perscribed. A bit of herbal tea, now just sit down, and relax. Just-" Arius took the tea and threw it across the room. He stood on his toes, and still only came up to Gobe's neck. "Its not a spell! She's back, Gobe! She's back, and she's going to try again! She wants to come back into power!" Gobe rubbed his eyes. "What do you mean?" Arius held out a piece of parchment. "Varrock Times, from five years ago. Dark Moon Clan leader killed in ambush at yearly gathering. New leader, Altus Inrich, chosen as new leader." Arius thrust the paper down. "But she's not dead! Don't you understand! She's coming back to knock this Altus fellow off his thrown! And then she's going to take over the world!" Gobe quietly walked his way out of the shop, while Arius babbled over intruments and documents of many sorts. He stuck his head out the door, and called to a passing boy. "Hey kid, come here. I'll pay you five gold pieces if you run and fetch Doctor Heidager for me. The old man's having another one of his spells. And this time, its pretty bad."

Our story starts five years where the last left off... a young man by the name of Shaun is sitting peacefully in Varrock Square, watching the vendors and eating a kabob he had just bought. After a few minutes, the Shaun stands up, throws the rest of his kabob on the ground, checks his pocket watch, and takes off on a fast walk down the street. Winding through the alleys and backroads of Varrock, he comes to an old, crumbling two story home, just as the sun begins to set... [/i] Shaun walks up the creaking steps quietly, knocks on the door at the top. A woman's voice speaks from inside. Shaun pushes open the door, and sets his bag on a near by table. "Just as you requested, my queen." He pulls out a large scroll bound with a piece of leather out of the sack. A tall woman in dark black wizards robes steps out of the corner, and sits on a chair at the end of the table. "I trust they are intact?" Shaun nods, and pushes the scroll to her. The woman opens the scroll, and looks it over inquisitivly. After a few minutes, Shaun edges his way to the door. The woman looks up, and speaks. "My son, don't go as of yet. Sit for a while. I have a few questions for you." Shaun sits down, and leans on the table. "What is it you need to ask of me, mother dearest?" The woman shoots Shaun a dirty look. "You may refer to me as 'my queen' or 'Queen Taeia' nothing but those. Understood?" Shaun looks down. "Yes, my queen." Taeia smiled. "Now that we have that straightened out, can you tell me exactly where you received this scroll?" Shaun thought. "A short man in purple robes, just as you spoke of, my queen. He gave me the scroll at the Ruins of Uzer, and I gave him the moneys. Just as you instructed." "And there was nobody else around?" Shaun shook his head. "No human, animal, or creature of any sort. The place was deserted." Taeia smiled happily. "I knew I could trust you son. You haven't let me down. Yet." Shaun smiled, and started for the door. As Taeia stood up, and stopped. "Say, Shaun, did you ever found out what happened to the little old guy, the large man, and that Shiloh village native on the iceburg that day?" Shaun shook his head. "No, I can't say I have. Why?" Taeia shrugged. "The reason does not concern you." She fingered the moon pendent hanging around her neck, as Shaun shut the door and ran down the stairs.

Thanks! I was amazed, I didn't think so many people would like this one! :o Looking forward to the writing the sequel, it should be fun!

Luzimelle sat around a roaring bonfire with her husband, Cleo, and Riddius. Everyone was celebrating, except them. Cleo sighed. "You think he's alright? I mean, he wouldn't do something stupid to get himself killed, right?" Daniel sighed. "I'm not sure. He's smart, but that General guy is probably much smarter." Riddius stood up and scanned the horizon. With a frantic gasp, he started jumping up and down. "Its that dragon! Everyone, look!" Andre and Faylle flew low over the partying crowd, and landed for a quick moment. Faylle jumped off, and ran towards the group. Andre laughed barbarically, and took off on the dragon. Luzimelle was the first to speak. "You! Where's Leopold? Who are you?" Faylle explained that she was Blind Roger, and how Leopold had followed them to the Wilderness Army's camp. Daniel threw his arms into the air. "I should have known. Leopold's heart was always a bit quicker than his brain. Its too late, they've probably already killed him." Cleo picked up her bow and arrow. "Maybe not. If we're quick enough, maybe we could just grab him." Riddius shook his head. "We can't go against them, not just us." Cleo was exasperated. "Am I the only positive one here? Now stop dawdling, there might still be time if we quit dilly-dallying!" Luzi stood up, and walked over to her horse. "She's right. Everyone, find a horse. Leopold needs us." Leopold kneeled in the middle of the camp, hundreds of surviving warriors surronding him. General Luc smiled down on him from a chair situated on a wooden stage, thrown together for the occasion. The General stood, and laughed. "Warriors of the Wilderness Army clan, today is the day that the Amythist Ranger's heir, Leopold Herman, meets his fate!" The crowd cheered. Andre stepped forward, as General Luc nodded. Several large men followed Andre, laughing and grunting happily. Leopold watched as they played rock paper scissors to see who would get to hit him first. Andre won, and stepped next to Leopold. He kicked him in the stomach, causing him to double over onto the ground. The men exchanged turns punching and kicking Leopold, until he was little more than a bruised, bloody mess. General Luc signaled them to stop, and came down from the stage. He pulled out his sword, and poised ready to kill right over Leo. He flinched, ready for the worse, when all of a sudden General Luc looked up in terror. Five large flying horses rode over the camp, each rider wielding a flaming torch. They flew low over the crowd, setting tents and people on fire. Riddius rode into the middle of the crowd, and knocked Luc off his feet, burning him with his torch. Luzi swooped down, and picked up Leopold, throwing him over her horse. She signaled to the rest, who followed her into the air, and out of sight. The crowd fell silent, as General Luc writhed on the ground, and a couple tents burned squietly. Faylle was the first to notice Leopold come back into conciousness. He had been asleep for days, following his rescue from the Wilderness. Cleo jumped up happily. "He's awake! Look! He's awake!" Riddius ran over excitedly, and screeched like a monkey. Everyone stared at him, causing him to turn red, and retreat to the back of the group. Luzimelle and Daniel smiled at Leo, whispering things to each other. Faylle leaned down and spoke in Leopold's ear. "I'd kiss you, but your parents are watching." Through the pain, Leo smiled, and hugged Faylle. Daniel spoke. "So its finally over. Thank goodness, I was begining to think this was never going to end." Luzimelle laughed. "End? We're just getting started!" THE END I'D LIKE TO THANK ALL MY FAITHFUL READERS. THE HEIR OF AN EMPIRE SERIES IS GOING TO TAKE A SHORT BREAK, AND WILL RETURN FOLLOWING THE COMPLETION OF THE SECOND INSTALLMENT OF THE MOONCHESRT CHRONICLES. ONE AGAIN, THANK YOU ALL, AND WE'LL SEE YOU IN A COUPLE WEEKS FOR THE CONTINUING ADVENTURES OF LEOPOLD AND HIS FRIENDS. :lol:

It was twilight when the two armies collided, with the sounds of clashing metal, creatures screeching, and people shouting to each other. Leo flew down above the battle, taking out a couple of Wilderness cronies with a few slashes of his sword. He thanked Saradomin for his boots. Without them, he would probably be dead right now. He turned and watched as the tall man from the camp flew past on a dragon. The man shouted. "You got lucky, twerp! Now, you're going to get your hide kicked by us! You should have stayed home with your cows!" Leopold kicked Kleemhan forward through the sky, and took a slash at the dragons wing. The dragon blew out a flame, nearly hitting Leopold as he ducked and flew onto the ground. The battle continued for hours, but the Wilderness Army couldn't take it. The Amythist Rangers simply had more soldiers. Luzi flew up next to Leopold, panting. "I think... they're... retreating!" The bloodied corpses of thousands from both sides lay scattered on the field, as the dragon flew in the opposite direction of the battle. The Wilderness Army followed. Leopold smiled triumphently, but then looked to the ground. Blind Roger's horse lay neighing on the ground, and a pile of ratty clothing lay next to it. "Faylle!" Leopold shouted, flying to the ground. He jumped off Kleem, and fought his way next to the clothes. Lifting up the hood, though, he found nothing. As General Luc circled one last time on his dragon before retreating, Leopold heard a sound. It was a high pitched scream, coming from the dragon. Looking up, he saw Faylle, tied up and bound to the back of the dragon behind the General. Leopold jumped onto Kleemhan, and followed the retreating army as fast as he could. His mother tried to stop him. "Leopold, its just one girl! Get back here, you're going to get yourself killed!" But Leo paid no mind he followed the fast moving army for a long time, until they returned to their camp. He commanded Kleem to fly close to the ground, and then go back to the Monestary. Leopold jumped off Kleem's back, and ran into General Luc's tent. Faylle was tied up in the corner, and General Luc sat behind his desk, talking angrilly to Andre. He smiled as Leopold entered. "I had a feeling you would come, shrimp. We may have lost, but you seemed to have lost something rather important to you, huh?" Faylle struggled, but was silenced by Andre, clamping his hands over her mouth. "How did I know? Ahh, the joy of spies. They make my life so perfect." Leopold panted. "Let her go." General Luc laughed. "Oh, I couldn't do that. She's a prisoner of war! I have a right to do whatever I want. She will be killed as soon as I take care of you." Leopold looked over to Faylle, and saddened. He couldn't let her down now. Leo sighed. "What if you could have me instead of her?" Faylle's eyes widened, as she tried to shake her head. General Luc was surprised. "You? You mean, you'd give your life up so she can survive?" Leopold nodded angrilly. "You make sure she gets back to the Monestary unharmed, you can do what you want with me." Faylle stared in disbelief from Andre's grip. General Luc smlied wickedly. "Alright, Leopold. I'll take up your offer. Andre, get the girl back to the Monestary. But just to make sure, take the boy's sword and armor." Leopold dropped his sword, and took off his armor, revealing his tattered farm clothing. Faylle watched as the armor was carted off by an attendent. As she was carried out the door, and bit Andre's hand and shouted to Leopold. "I love you, Prince Leopold!"

General Luc sat on a large dragon, at the front of his troops. Andre stood by his side, riding a bear. "General?" General Luc nodded, and Andre shouted commands to start moving. Luc kicked the dragon, and it leaped into the air. The Wilderness Army began to advance behind him. Leopold flew quietly on his horse a little ways above his army, with his mother and Cleo to his left on the ground, and Riddius and Blind Roger to his right. His father had stayed back at the makeshift hospital for wounded soldiers at the monestary. Luzi put her arm in the air, and the troops stopped. She sat for a moment, then pulled the visor on her helmet down. "They're almost here." Leopold gulped, and pulled the visor on his helmet down as well. General Luc's head mage shouted from the ground to him. "General! A couple of our wolves heard hoofbeats through the ground! The Rangers are nearing!" Luc smiled, and slid his helmet's visor over his beady eyes. Leopold gasped, as the small outline of a flying creature became visible, as well as the outlines of thousands of people and creatures walking on the ground. He shouted down to his mother. "I can see them! Sort of... battle positions, everyone!" His army cheered, and waited for his command. Faylle's words rang in his ears. 'You might be able to free me...' Leopold turned to his army, and then raised his sword in the air. "Chaarrrrge!!!!"

Luzi shook Leopold awake, just a few days later. "Leo, Leo, wake up! You need to get going! Get your shoes on, we need to fit you for armor still! Oh goodness, we have so much to do, and so little time!" Leo blinked the sleep from his eyes. "Huh? What are you talking about?" Luzi smiled. "I'm talking about the battle! Its today, our informats have told us the Wilderness Army is advancing! They'll be a few miles away from the monestary by sundown. We need to get you some armor, and prepare the troops!" Leopold slid out of bed, and pulled his boots on. "But mom, I don't think I'm-" But Luzi was busy bustling around the room, picking up Leopold's sword, and a few other things. "We got some armor and a shield for you, Kleemhan's being prepared by our stable hands, the troops are being breifed on the plans, which I'll tell you about later, and you need to eat something. Oh, and Cleo talked to Blind Roger this morning. Did you know he was coming to fight with us?" Leopold smiled. "I had a feeling she might." Luzimelle laughed. "Blind Roger's a he, honey. Not a she. You must be tired. Now get going." One hour later, Leopold watched from his window as thousands of men and women, some in armor and some not, gather into long, planned out ranks, waiting for Leo's command to march forward into the Wilderness. His mother was just finishing making sure his armor fit well. "Oh, I've been waiting for this day for years!" She smiled, as she tied his sword around his waist. "Every mother can't wait for her son to get into a good school. For me, I couldn't wait until I met you, and you could win us back the empire!" Cleo stood in the corner, holding a bow and a quiver of arrows she would use during the battle. "Look at the little Prince! He's sooo handsome. I bet any girl would like to be his princess." Luzi sighed. "Not quite, Cleopatrus. First, he needs to win this war!" Riddius stood by the entrance to the Monestary, and at the sound of Leopold clanking down the stairs, climbed up on a tall platform and performed a voice amplifying spell upon himself. In a hideously loud voice, he spoke. "In your places, everyone! The Prince has arrived!" Walking out of the door, Leopold was greeted with a deafening cheer from his army. He smiled nervously, and followed his mother over to where Kleemhan stood waiting at the front of the army. As he mounted the horse, he felt a fluttering in his stomach. But he swallowed it down, and looked down to his mother. "Mom..." Luzimelle looked worried from where she sat on her own flying horse. "Yes Leopold? Whats wrong?" Leopold smiled. "How do I get them to follow me?" A few minutes later, Kleemhan took to the skies, and flew forward, followed by thousands of cheering warriors.

Wow, thanks! I never expected this kind of feedback!

Luzi cleared her throat at dinner, and stood up. "Everyone, if I could get your attention. The battle between the resurrected Amythist Rangers, and the Wilderness Army over our rightful empire will take place in just two days. Our faithful troops are gathering on the monestary lawn as we speak. I would like to thank everyone for helping us out this past week. For if it wasn't for you, Leopold wouldn't be ready to lead us into battle. As for you, Prince Leopold Herman, we'd like to thank you in advance. For saving our clan from defeat, and leading us into battle." Leopold turned red. "How do you know I'm going to win?" Luzi frowned. "Because I have faith in you. Now go outside, and familiarize yourself with our troops." Leo walked out into the night, and gasped. Thousands of people stood on the lawn, building tents, and readying horses, armor, and weapons. From a long way away, Lepold spotted a hunched figure in ratty clothing. He started running. "Blind Roger! Hey, its my, Leopold!" Many people looked up and saluted Leo as he ran across the lawn. The figure looked up in surprise. "Leopold Herman? How are you doing, son. Those shoes working for you?" Leo laughed. "Would I have been able to see you if they didn't work?" Blind Roger laughed. "Come with me Leo, I need to talk to you." Roger pulled Leopold into a tent, and took off her hood, becoming Faylle again. "Leopold, I just wanted to tell you, thanks. After I fight in this battle, I might be able to tell my father that I'm not helpless just because I'm blind. You might be able to free me from this, Leopold." Leo smiled. "It was nothing. You did most of the work." Faylle shook her head. "No, really. I'll be able to free myself from my own father if he sees what I'm able to do. And thats greater than giving someone a pair of gold boots." Faylle leaned forward, and kissed Leopold. Turning bright red, Leopold smiled. "Thank you was enough, you know." Faylle pulled up her hood, and spoke in her male voice. "No, Leopold, my boy. It really wasn't." She walked out of the tent, and was gone. Leopold smiled to himself. "I really wished I deserved that. If I let her down..." Leo stepped outside into the cold night air, just as a man holding Kleem by the reins walked past. "Just brushing your war horse, Prince Leopold. Got to look good when you make us proud!" Leopold sighed. "I really don't deserve this..."

Leopold spent most of the day walking around Faylle's shack in awe. "Who makes these shoes? Their absolutly amazing!" Faylle shrugged. "I think some blind monk up in the Seer's Village. I sent one of my servents to buy a pair for me, but I didn't tell my father." Leopold sat down, and took off the boots. Once they were off his feet, and in the bag, he could no longer see. Around five, a knock came at the door. Faylle threw on her raggedy men's clothes, and pulled the hood on. She spoke with a raspy voice once the hood had obscured her face. "Come in, Cleopatrus. I'm waiting for you." Cleo opened the door, and smiled. "So, Leo, how did your training go?" "Good, Fa- Blind Roger gave me a pair of shoes that are magic! I can sort of see outlines of things when I wear them." Cleo's eyes widened. "Really? Thats... thats... great! Now come on, Riddius's teleportation spell is about to kick in." Leo turned to Faylle and smiled. "Bye, Roger." Faylle spoke. "Leopold, keep youself safe. Wouldn't want anything happening to a handsome young lad like yourself. Keep up the good work." Cleo pulled Leopold out the door, and slammed it behind her. "Those boots, how much did they cost?" Leo shrugged. "Free, I guess." Cleo sighed. "Do you know where they came from? What if a Wilderness Army spy planted them in Blind Roger's house, and its a trap? What if those boots kill you!" Leopold laughed. "They were made by a blind monk up in the Seer's Village. They're completly safe. Now lets go home." Riddius' spell teleported them back to the monestary, in time for a bit more sword training before dinner. After training, Riddius pulled out a long velvet bag, and smiled. "For you, Leopold. You've trained much faster than I thought. And with those boots now, well, you're just about ready." Leo gasped. "What? We've only been training for a few days!" Riddius laughed. "You're not finished, we still need to teach you how to fight from Kleemhan. But I think your man-to-man combat has gone terrifically. I didn't expect this to take months, Leo." Leo watched as Riddius' outline pulled a sword from the bag. "Riddius... is that a-" Riddius nodded. "Runite sword. Belonged to my father, back on Ape Atoll. I want you to use it in the battle." Leopold smiled. "But I thought I was an insult to rune!" "Not anymore, Prince Leopold. The battle will take place in a few days, our informats have told us. Your troops will begin to gather here as soon as tonight. Its about time we treated this like a war, and not like a child's game." Placing the sword in Leopold's hands, Riddius smiled. "Besides, bronze is an insult to YOU."

^ Must have some pretty dang good sweat socks for me to want them over a WII. Maybe solid gold.... < Is so much more fun than Olive Garden commercials. v Enjoys rolling around in large sums of money

READERS OF MY HUMBLE POST... Time has certainly flown since I first posted this topic, from my other screen name chunky_monkey5. And as I sat here, reading all of your fantastic replies, a thought came to me. What is we could ACTUALLY get people to stop using noob as an insult? Now, I know I'm going to get flammed for this, so take it easy. But, my idea is, we campaign. Thats right. We get people to fill postions, make posts, and tell their friends! For everyone who uses noob as an insult to someone who hasn't really done anything, its not right. Why insult someone who really hasn't done anything. Feel free to post more, because if this idea gets some positive feedback, I might just pursue it. And don't tell me its impossible. The word impossible doesn't exist for Tip.Iters......