Lenticular_J

...It rhymes? :P

Well, to be honest, Axe was being pretty rude :? Well to put things in context I was obviously still on my way to 99 slayer and hadn't yet hit 99 range. I was cannoning and there was a low level hallyer slowing me down. Not to defend my actions but it was at least a year and a half to 2 years ago. To see Triqous crying about it this long after said offense, in a topic about low level noobs is kind of insulting and funny at the same time. But I guess the only people I need to try please are my mom and my wife. I can't try make the world a less emo place lest I become emo myself. Erm..sorry, I guess?

:shock: I'm scared to follow that up...

1:Which part? 2:I hate Andy Milonakis 3:Haha,thanks. 1. The theme song (Dragoonson's BlogSon :P 2. :roll: 3.....Arr.

Eh, we needed a name :wink: And I just want a cookie pl0x. Riger could not hop the fence he'd been instructed to (isn't he a tad inexperienced for lost city?), so he went around it. All of a sudden, a guard rushed at him, mace at the ready. Select A Use had instructed Riger that if faced with a more powerful melee adversary, to use cover and range it. The only cover he could see was the fence, so he ran aroun it and notched an arrow to his bow. Surprsingly, all the guard did was look at him from across the fence. From that range, Riger couldn't miss. He let the arrow fly, directly into the face of the guard. Riger began to walk away, but felt bad about leaving the guard's body in the path. So, turning around, he found that all that was left were some bones and even a small pile of coins! He buried the bones, getting an odd, tingly sensation, and scooped thecoins into his pouch. Exhilirated by this adventure, he set off towards the group his friends had instructed him to go to.

Feeling rather happy, he searched north-but made sure that he would not enter the area where people always killed each other. Soon he saw a rather large gathering of people, all fishing. He joined them happily.

Oh my god. Dude! Stop bumping, it was the second thread down! And its free, you may as well just wait. And thanks panda. :oops: I'm sorry :cry:

Your blog's name reminds me of the show Andy Milonakis :P Arr, avast, ye goals be near to the mighty Kraken's! [/pirate]

OMG WTF 1337 B U M PEH!

I know this is an old post, but the Rangers rool. I'm thinking of becoming one myself, eventually :) To the person above me...8/10. Its silly! By the way, I know I don't have one, but...Um...Imagine it's a horse with a sword on its head. Yup.

This is getting hard for some reason :-k After talking to Sedridor at the Wizard's Tower, our hero learned of the magical talents....of Runecrafting. Unsure how to begin, he wandered north, into Draynor Village, and found he was quite hungry. So, he grabbed his net out of the bank and began to catch shrimp. He was amazed how fast he was catching them, and learning at the same time! He also cooked them on a nearby fire, athough many were burnt. Unsure of what to do with the burnt ones, he dropped them, but ate EVERY SINGLE cooked shrimp. He found that he enjoyed fishing very, very much, and soon learned how to fish with a rod. But, after gaining the knowledge, he knew not where to obtain or even use one a fishing rod. So, he began to ask other players.

Hey, a swift wit never hurt anybody : Yeah...that made abvsolutely no sense.. :anxious:

don't forget chopping down/burning every tree in Runescape :wink:

Yay, time for another TINY BUMP!!!

WERE YOU IN WORLD 2??? Maybe she teleported him to Falador :twisted: Hurry! But, anyways, that seems very frightening :anxious:

I don't know why, but this seems hard :? Sigh...Oh well, that's what writers do! Our hero thought hard, and remembered seeing hundreds of people, all looking alike, running towards a small shop in Varrock. So, he journeyed back, and josteled amongst the silent moustaschioed folks. People were calling them noobs, **** autoers, and butt munches, but he found no reason why. Finally, he got to the owner of the shop. Aubury!

Tiny bump!

Bump. I don't really want to follow that :-w

Ahh, you lucky ones. I think I've been playing over a year, I don't even have 43 prayer :( Oh well, having well over 100 quest points by combat 70 is fun :)

Actually, common sense would dictate it polite to thank others for caring/ contributing. Here's mine: Did you know that there used to be a pink party hat? Jagex finally declared it purple (or maybe red :-k ) to stop confusion.

THAT'S FREAKING AMAZING!!!! I think I love you :shock: I feel kinda bad for asking this too, but think you could just take out the crystal bows part out? It really just looks kinda silly compared to the granduier (I hope I spelled that right :ohnoes: )of the rest! And, another thing..um... I really just want to learn how to resize this for an avatar...don't want any text or anything, to be honest :P http://www.planetrenders.net/renders/di ... pos=-17179

"No thanks." he politely told her. She wrapped her shawl around her and cooed, "Well, you'll be back...It is your destiny." Our hero wandered and eventually came near a bank. "Selling cowhides!" he shouted. A tall man came up to him, and told him that they would meet to the north, just past a ditch. An hour later, our hero found himself in a frightening, death-filled place. People all around him were dying, and he came close himself. "Now!!" Our hero froze, and could feel himself dying. He saw the tall stranger laugh evilly and walk towards him, a frightening blade in his hand. All of a sudden, three arrows pieced his chest. "God, kid, don't you know to keep out of the Wilderness?!" its was the man with the shiny black dragonhide. "Come on, let's get you out of here." The man took him back to Varrock, and helped him sell his cowhides. He had earned enough for even more than full mithril! And, what's more, the friendly man started teaching him the basics of ranged fighting! Soon, our hero energed from the Varrock sewers drenched in blood, and filled with experience and wisdom. As a gift, his new friend-Select A Use (Muahahaha, I have stolen a random Tipiter :twisted: !), gave him a gift-A new oaken bow, some leather armor, a quiver of steel arrows, and a magnificent sword of Adamantite!!! Although he wasn't quite skilled enough for it, it was a grand gift all the same. Select showed him to an Inn, where they prepared to stay the night. Whew, longggg post. LET'S GET THIS THREAD BUMPIN :D

Use the Archive of Wisdom, tons there :)

*Starts a massive gospel hallelujah song* I think that pures should grow up (Well, around 1/100) personally, they're immature and...wagon-holes. (GASP! I censored myself!!!) I personally keep out of the wild, the most I pk are bots. I actually talk to pkers if I happen to be in the wild :P Sometimes I actually convince them to leave me alone :XD: NOTE:I know most Tipiters that are pking pures are good people though :)

Bump. Come on, I'm very impatient :(