Bostonjoe

Eh Wouter, I got a question for you. How many bone bolts would you say I would need to get from 63 range to 70 range?

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Very nice blog, well written, good pictures. Goodluck on any remaining goals. Have you tried ranging Ogres at the blood rune tower? There's tons of Ogres there, very few people, and plenty of safe spots. You probably want better drops tho =P By the way, I just finished this huge story I've been working on for like 3 months. I've posted it to my blog, page 5. Why not check it out?

So there it is... Hope you all like it. I spent alot of time on it. If I get some good reveiws I just might write a prequil on page 6! Maybe I'll even explain the curse of Z in it who knows? hehe. :-k But for now, I'm going to bed... I'm sleepy tired... Good night adventurers! -.- -.- -.- -.- -.-

The Z Syndicate Pt5 The Funeral Former Z Syndicate members, old friends, and even adversaries of Bostonjoe all gathered together in the home of Ducklordingx on that sad day. All dressed in black, they paid their respects to their valiant friend and leader. Some shared stories of old times with Joe, some had poems prepared to share, some had speeches, some had words, and some spoke among themselves but everyone had a tear or two or three or four that day. BigAlmou: We will always miss you Joe! You were a great warrior and we'll always keep your memory close to our hearts! Harley: He certainly wont be forgotten... And neither will The Z Syndicate Bayde_Chaos: Yes, I have to say I never expected his demise to come so... soon. Though I don't doubt it with all the fighting HE did. Should have seen it coming... sigh Noypi_Bamboo: -.- We had our differences, but I'll miss him. :cry: Cld64: Keep on kickin butt in that big ol dueling arena in the sky Bosty! We'll miss ya! Atreu4lyfe: Damn it Joe! How could you be so careless out there! Why did you go alone?! Finally when all had said their final words for the past leader, Ducklord came before them all with the urn of ashes in hand; ready to say his speech. He raised the urn above his head and SMASHED it to the ground! There were huge gasps around the room, everyone was shocked and appalled! Everyone, I have an announcement to make! The ashes you see sprawled out across the floor are NOT the ashes of youre leader Bostonjoe, but that of an imp! Still shocked and puzzled everyone just starred with mouths wide open. It is true; you have all been fooled and lied to! Bostonjoe is very much alive; he is nothing more then a liar and a fake! I have spotted him roaming the earth through my looking glass! Chaos broke out, the room was hysterical! There were people wailing in sorrow! One person shouted, How could he DO this to us?! Another yelled, How could he just LIE like that?! Why did he do it?! said another Where is he, so that we may kill him?! YEAH! agreed some others I do not know, for I only caught a glimpse, but I can assure you it WAS indeed him. Same red beard, same posture, same appearance! Hes probably hiding out somewhere, always on the run, always on the go! You may find him if youre lucky And with that they scattered and went their separate ways. Some kept the hatred in their hearts and continued to seek him out, some chose to simply forget the whole thing, some waited for the day he might return, and some just didnt care at all And thats the true story of The Z Syndicate.

The Z Syndicate Pt4 Ashes Against The Wind The Z Syndicate met in the courtyard and a hooded man in black robes stood before them with a scroll in his hand. He lifted up the scroll, unrolled it and read, Let it be known, this day October 31st 06, That the clan leader Boston Sigkar Joe of the Freminnik Province, Has been found dead in the wilderness at 12 am this morning. Gasps carried throughout the courtyard. Everyone was shocked and saddened. No one knew quite what to think of it. No one thought it would ever happen. Each of them took it in different ways. Some grieved, some lost all hope, some questioned why, and some could not believe it had really happened at all. When the mysterious messenger was finished he rolled the scroll back up and started to leave, but before he could Talim ran up to him with Grave and Duck close behind. I am not convinced; I demand to see the body for my own eyes! Im sorry, but the body was taken away and burned to ash. Ive put the ashes in an urn. You can have it if you want it. Fine! Give me the ashes! she demanded The hooded man reached in the sleeve of his robe and pulled out an urn. He opened it up and inside was ash. Talim took the urn from the man, reached inside and brushed her hands against what was left of her leader. She frowned and closed the urn. Oh I see Well, do you mind if I keep this? said Talim as she starred into the ash. Yes, you may. I have no further use for it. Gravedigg spoke up, How did he die then? Im sorry? said the hooded man. How did the great Bostonjoe die? Were not sure; when we found the body it had been severely beaten. It was probably a greater demon or something Now if youll excuse me I really must be off. On that note the hooded figure left and was never seen again. Do do you think hes really dead? whispered Talim. It seems a little fishy to me. Duck replied. Gravedigg laughed, He cant be! Hes always managed to survive in a pinch and I doubt a puny little Greater Demon would be the thing to kill him! Hand me the urn Talim. She handed it to Duck. Lets go back to my house, discuss what has just happened, and do a little research. said Duck. So the three of them were off, and continued to look into the matter at hand. Just as I thought! Duck exclaimed What is it? said Talim. Ducklord took a pinch of ash and tasted it. Eww! yelled Talim. What are you doing?! Grave exclaimed. These are not the ashes of a human. Theyre not? Talim inquired. No, they are in fact the ashes of an imp. Probably many imps in one urn. Well that certainly explains a lot Grave commented. But what about the diary we found, you dont think it was written by Joe? Oh, it was written by Joe indeed. But it was most certainly written as a set up. said Duck Why do you think that? asked Talim The date on the last page of the Journal is October 20th, yet our strange hooded man told us his body was found on the 31st. So what? Its understandable that they may have found the body days after. It was way out in the wilderness after all. said Grave. Yes, but the hooded man also said when they found the body it was severely beaten. Not decayed, beaten. If Joe died on the 20th and the body was found eleven days after it would have to have been decayed! It only takes three days for a body to start to decay imagine what it may have looked like by day eleven! Whoever found him would not have been able to make out a scratch or a bruise in that amount of time. So its true then he is alive! exclaimed Talim. Yes, we certainly have quite a bit of evidence that points to that, but still not enough to actually prove it. So what more do we need to be sure? said Gravedigg. Well, it would help if we could somehow find him. said Duck. Oh yeah right. Like well ever find him! How would we even go about that. Gravedigg exclaimed. Not to worry Gravedigg, I have many magical devices laying around in my home. I have not yet revealed my looking orbs. I can view nearly all of Runescape with them! So what do we do when we find him? Talim asked. I have something very special planned when we find him But you can leave that up to me. Grave and Talim just looked at each other, puzzled. Well, I think that is enough for today. Thank you both for coming here and discussing this with me. I have some research I need to attend to now, so I must ask you to leave. said Duck Okay, sure. But what should we do in the mean time? Talim asked. Just rest easy and forget about the whole thing, I will handle the rest. When the time comes we will hold a special memorial service for him. Oh, and remember, not a word of this to any of the clan members yet we are all sworn to secrecy understand? Understood. said Grave and Talim as they left Ducks humble abode. Duck then turned to his looking orb and muttered, Mark my words Boston, I WILL find you and when I do Ill expose you for the lying dog that you are!

The Z Syndicate pt3 A Dead Man's Journal These are the words written in the journal of Bostonjoe: Day 1 I have fled to the wilderness to gain solitude. I will create a log of my journey and use the blood of my enemies to write it. Everyone I encounter out here in the wilderness must die, no one can disturb my solitude! I left everything behind yesterday. I think Im having a nervous breakdown. Im hearing voices in my head, voices of people Ive known long ago. Some of them are already dead; some of them are still alive as far as I know. Plus I have a strange feeling that someone or something is following me like trying to hunt me down. I think Ill just stay out here in this quiet place to clear my head. Ill remain in the wilderness until I think Ive regained my sanity. Ill go east and fish some lobster and then Ill come back here to the demonic ruins and slay as many demons as I can. Day 3 Here I am, still in the wilderness, still hearing voices. Once in a while I travel to the bank to store random loot I find from the Greater Demons. I killed a man yesterday. He seemed friendly but I couldnt take any chances, you cant trust anyone out here so far away from any towns Buried his body next to the pentagram I still feel something is watching me, possibly waiting for the best opportunity to strike. I need to keep my guard up. Day 7 A clan tried to kill me yesterday. There were too many of them for me to fight. I managed to escape to a stronghold down south. A mage followed me upstairs, so I tore his limbs off. Thatll teach em. After waiting it out for a tad I returned to the demonic ruins to kill more demons. Maybe that clan was what was hunting me down; although I still have the feeling someone is watching me. Day 8 That clan returned again for another go. This time they had more people, and mages. I took off my rune armor and changed into green dragon hide I got from a ranger I killed earlier today. Magic blasts are nothing against dragon hides. I escaped again. Who knows when theyll show up for a third try? Day 9 I think the voices are gone No sign of my little friends either. Its so quiet out here today Not one sign of a single soul. Not even the occasional wanderer. Im almost lonely Day 12 Ive grown used to the silence The only thing I hear is the cries of demons screaming as I cut them to shreds Day 13 That clan came back again! It was the same clan I know it! They had even more troops this time. Still I managed to get away, but barely! Ive taken a serious wound to the ribs I need to rest here for a while Day 15 Its cold and dark every day gets darker Day 17 Another day in the wild Ive returned to Greater Demons again. After fighting so many of them they seem like puppy dogs. Im so bored out here. Day 18 I think I'm beginning to miss the clan and, well... civilization... and I still feel like someone... or something... is tracking my steps, possibly even watching me at all times... Maybe I've been out here long enough. Maybe I should consider coming back... Day 19 Someone seriously wants me dead! Day 20 Here I lay in the wilderness, my last stand. It finally got me. It was watching me and now it got me. I thought it left for a while, but it came I will now die a cold and lonely death here. I will become just another one of the skeletons that decorate this gray land. In case one of my old clan members finds this journal, here I write to you. It is my demise. This time I write with my own blood... Not that of my enemy... Bostonjoe has met his end

The Z Syndicate Pt2 The Aftermath Now that Native was gone I had a new problem, we needed a new co-leader. However I couldnt simply just choose one of my most trusted members. I was afraid the same thing might happen again, what if the power went to their head? There are few people you can trust with such power. I wanted to have a co-leader and three selected representatives in power too as sort of generals. And if there were going to be any major decisions made without me I wanted the four leaders to discuss it and come to some sort of agreement before it could be done. I knew I needed to carefully select the right people for these positions of power and it wouldnt be easy. I quickly turned to my long time advisor Ducklordingx and we came up with a plan to fill in the proper positions. We started interviewing people and tried our best to figure out who we could trust with these important roles. In the mean time the clan was getting restless. Everyone had mixed feelings about Gunit. By this time everyone understood what he did was wrong, but some still wanted him back. While others wanted him dead, and planned to put a bounty on his head. 200k they said, I will pay the bounty Joe, for whoever will bring us his head. No I dont feel its necessary I said, but they continued. Ill offer 400k for his head, who can bring it to me? said another. No I want his head! They argued. No, me Ill pay more! Hell, Ill kill him for free! Hahahaha. It wasnt long until someone came to me with a present saying, This is the head of the traitor, Native Gunit himself, and I present to you his amour and weapon as well! Justice has been served this day! With all of this going on, rebuilding the clans leadership, controlling the wilderness, and the death of the traitor Native Gunit, I was still plagued by the image of Christopher Bandito cut to pieces by our own. Its your fault he was killed Boston! No thats not true! If you would have just held your ground it wouldnt have happened! Their numbers were greater then ours! There would have been twice the bloodshed! I was going insane! Thoughts raced through my head! Face it Boston youre all washed up! Why do we fight? Power corrupts. Joe? To win the war. Your time is up. All washed up. Are you there? Murderer! Liar, traitor, pig! Just quit! Hello? AHHH! I screamed Are you ok Joe? You dont look to good. said Gravedigg. Huh? Oh, yes, Im fine! I replied nervously. Youve been talking to yourself Oh, really? I guess I just have something troubling me I think I need to get my mind off of things I have to get away for a while. But the clan was going to PK today. How about you take them, I really need to get away. Sure thing Boston, you can count on me. I then traveled deep into the wilderness to disappear, forever.

The Z Syndicate Pt1 A Great Soldiers Demise[hide=Old Vid] [/hide] If you listened close enough you could hear the swords clashing all the way from Edgeville. I could tell there was a war going on somewhere... and then a messenger from my clan came to me. "I came as quickly as I could sir!" "What is going on?" I asked "We're in the middle of an intense battle. Gunit gathered up all the troops he could and headed north to face the enemy. It doesn't look good..." "What? A war without me?! This is madness!" "Yes, I'm sorry sir. I don't know the reasons behind this. Gunit just called us all to Edgeville he said it was urgent. He fitted us all with the best equipment and we headed off to battle." "I guess I'll have to suit up and join my clan in battle then." "I don't know sir; I think it's too late." Moments later Gunit and a couple troops retreated into Edgeville. I ran up to him and said, "What is the meaning of this? How could you just take my troops into battle without my permission?!" "I had a score to settle, there are allot of clans after me and I had to get them off my back." He replied. Gunit, you can't just use the clan as leverage against your enemies! With power comes a responsibility and if you abuse that power..." He snapped back at me, "When was the last time this clan has seen a war Joe?!"[hide=Flashback] [/hide] "Okay I'll admit, it's been a while, but we're in a transitioning state. I've been training them for war, but it takes lots of time and resources." "Ya well, iron sharpens iron. The only way we can properly train for war is war itself." "Yes, I understand Gunit, but our lives and reputations are at stake. You have to choose your battles carefully and you could have at least TOLD me you were taking the troops to war!" "I had no time we had to act fast..." The enemy clan then crossed the border of the wild and entered Edgeville. One of their commanding officers walked up to us and gave Gunit a pat on the back. "It was a good fight lad, but you couldn't hold us down. Good thing I had a little mercy on you. Next time we see you I'll take it upon myself to spill your guts." Gunit just snarled at him. The man then turned to me and asked, "And just who are you? A friend of Gunit?" "I happen to be the leader of this clan..." "Ah, well. They weren't bad mate; we hadn't had a fight like that in a while. It's just too bad I didnt have the chance to see you on the battlefield." On that note he walked off. I turned to Gunit and told him, If you continue to make rash decisions such as this Ill be forced to remove you from power. He said nothing in response, just stood there in a trance. I walked off to get away and clear my thoughts. [hide=Old Vids] [/hide]After the incident things seemed to calmed down a bit. The clan continued to take its weekly trips into the wild to pillage any adventurers that came our way. Gunit became increasingly interested in clan alliances and would often form relations with other clans without my consent. We began to PK along side other clans more often then ever. I began to fear that Native would slowly merge our clan into another and I would loose all my power. I had to do something; I couldnt just let him take complete control over The Z Syndicate. We were supposed to make joint decisions after all. I remember the straw that broke the camels back; it was a tough night Everybody fall in! I yelled as the rest of the clan caught up to me and followed behind. Suddenly out of the shadows appeared another clan. I drew my sword and was just about to command the troops to attack, but before I could Gunit grabbed my hand. This is not our enemy but our ally. The leader of the allied clan spoke up. What clan is this?! Its The Z Syndicate. I replied. Ah, one of our allies. Ok, fall in or die! Excuse me?! I exclaimed. Fall in or die! Native followed this leader and a few of our troops followed along, while some of them were unsure and stood behind me. I dont know if I like your tone of voice what right do you have commanding my troops FALL IN OR DIE! You have 10 seconds to comply! Just do it Joe! yelled Gunit I stood still. 1! Come on Joe! he said, begging me to follow 2! Joe, they WILL kill you, come on! 3! My most loyal clan members stood behind me. 4! I noticed some of my troops unsure of whose side to take. 5! We scattered like mice. 6! They are serious Joe! Its in your best interest to follow them! Said Gunit again, hoping I wouldnt cause any trouble. 7! I stood my ground 8! The pressure was building. 9! Joe?! Finally I gave in, and followed this leader, a leader I didnt trust. Youve made the right decision She said. Phew, you scared me for a second there Joe said Native. So we joined up with this allied clan to form a group of over 100. I noticed tension rising between Christopher Bandito (a member of my clan) and Gunit. Chris didnt like the things Gunit had been doing and the two of them got into an intense argument during the hunt. Dont you think youve gone a little far Gunit? What do you mean? The power, its going to youre head Its not going to my head Chris, I know my limitations. I dont think you do Just stop talking. Were over level 40 wilderness now. And then Christopher uttered those two dreaded words. For what seemed like just words actually cut through the Gunits heart like poisonous darts/ Fat head All of the sudden, Gunit did something I couldnt believe. All on Christopher! He ordered the allied troops to kill Chris. Noooooooooooooooooo! I yelled, Stop! But they wouldnt listen, it was as if someone threw a slab of meat into a pit of lions, he was devoured by one hundred swords. No one expected those two little words to be his last After watching Gunit so brutally betray one of our best clan members I had no choice but to leave. There were so many people there and so many things going on at the same time that not everyone knew what exactly had just happened. Some of my clan members shouted to me as I walked away. When I got back I laid my bed in Edgeville and slept for the night. The next morning I kicked Gunit from Z for what he did. I informed the Syndicate on what had happened and explained my reasons for telling Gunit to leave. A rift formed in Z that day. Half of the members were unhappy with what I did, while the other half felt it was the right decision and were glad to see him leave. Regardless of other opinions I had to continue to do what I felt was right.

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Your clan is invited to the biggest event of the year! Iron War! Clash of the Titans! 2007! Read the details below for all needed information: Required Equipment: Full iron armour and any rune weapon. Time: December 1st. 5pm Pacific, 6pm Central, 7pm Mountain, 8pm Eastern. Location: World 63, +40 wild, west of the Greater Demons, East of the Giant Spiders. Time zones are all U.S. based. If you need to figure out the time for other parts of the world or are unsure what timezone you're in please private message me. But only one clan represenative per clan may contact me. I have limited space on my friends list and do not want to be bogged down with private messages. It will be alot of fun and because it's just a full iron war there's nothing to loose! Except for a rune weapon of course, but those are pretty easy to come by. To sign your clan up for this war visit my event thread on RS forums and apply by using the quickfind code below: Quick find code: 42-43-296-53874663 Thread is titled Full Iron War and found in the Events section of RS forums in case you just want to search for it.

I support! It sounds like an excellent idea. I hope you have a huge thread on RS forums too. I didn't see a quickfind code anywhere. One thing I want to add is, for some quests there are diferent ways and routes you can take to complete it. Some areas are only accessible ONCE in you're entrie Runescape life. You would also have had to recieved every single random event.

Bots Day after day we see them as they constantly cut down trees, mine, fish, and all sorts of strenous tasks. When you try to talk to them, they say nothing, they just keep on doing what their doing like zombies! Bots! They're a menace to our society! ...and some of them odly resemble Rob Halford!

A couple of days ago I was training slayer and I ran into a bunch of weirdos with agility capes on my way to Brimhaven dungeon. Then, today I found this old post on Runescape forums which I copied and pasted here. Yep, turns out I ran into the biggest party in Runescape history and didn't even stay for the drop party. Shame on me, I wish I had known. I think they were just finished with the races by the time I got there anyway. Oh wells. I also got a d med from a black demon that day which can be seen in my inventory below.

Skill Updates I realized on my blog I rarely talk about my skills. So for all who are interested here's my plans for the future! I recently reached my goal of 70 fletching. Now I want to get my stregnth from 88 to 90 and then raise my attack from 90 to 99. After I'm finished with my slayer assignment I think I'll start going to Pest Control and train like crazy! After I finish training combat I'll go back to my goal of completing every quest and obtaining my quest cape. I recon my blog will become most interesting when I start working on those quests. Because Pest Control will get old and will be very boring. Nuthin to write about there that I havn't written allready.... P.S. Thank you everyone who's posted to my blog. I love writing and it makes me feel good that you like reading it.

About you loosing that Ahrims hood, let me just tell you, I have lost parts of my full Veracs several times! One time I was doing that quest "Contact!" and I fell into a pit, my lantern went out (it was a bullseye lantern too, I was so pissed) and a bunch of things attacked me. I was dead in seconds. It happends to all of us, we find our ways around it. Don't let it get you down. Oh and nice halloween story there. P.S. I'm very long winded. My posts end up way longer then I intend. You can see it in my blog lol.

Karma You never know who you might meet and you never know how they might help you in the future. It's like the story of the lion, the mouse, and the thorn, you know the one. Just the other day I was making yew bows in Lumbridge castle and I saw somoene asking for 3 air runes and a fire. He walked up to a high level player and asked for these runes, but the guy just said, "go away you noob!" I decided to be nice and give the kid the runes he was asking for. He thanked me and was off. About an hour later he came back, I was still sitting there fletching bows. He came up to me and said, Someguy: Hey Bostonjoe! Bostonjoe: Yes? Someguy: Thank you sooo much for the runes. Bostonjoe: Oh ya... you're welcome. Someguy: I'm rich because of you! Bostonjoe: Huh? Someguy: I was in the wild and I was watching a couple people fight. One of them was killed, and then the other guy got killed by a Dragon! I looted both of them and teleported out with the runes you gave me. I got over 200k in loot! Bostonjoe: Wow... that's cool. I sat wondering if he was going to share. Moments later he offered a trade. Bostonjoe: 5 laws? Someguy: Ya, take em lol. So I only got 5 law runes out of it. But the point is I helped someone and he came back to help me. Alot of the time life sucks... people get screwed alot. But a good deed can go a long way, help someone and it will come back to you. Tecnically though, if you think about it, more people got screwed over in this cituation. One guy got killed in the wild, and the guy who killed him got killed by a dragon. Some noob picked up all the loot, and somehow I get a whole 5 law runes out of it. You know what, forget what I said, the world is completly unbalenced. Karma sucks!!

Hangin With The Ladies I don't even have to write a story for this one. In fact... I'm speachless. The picture is self explanitory, just look closely at my pants. I didn't use photoshop or anything to do this. It was a glitch.

Bostonjoe Strikes Again pt1 Here we see Bostonjoe spinning flax in Lumbridge castle. He's only a little bit drunk. He stubles on his way through the hallway and accidently slices someone with his dragon scimitar. Man:AAAAAAAAHHHHHH! My eye!! My freaking eye!!! Bostonjoe:Aw come on, -hic- walk it off... it's just a flesh wound... The man dies ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bostonjoe Strikes Again pt2 Servant: Sir, there's a crazy drunk Fremennik that thinks he's a pirate upstairs who's fletching bows and claming to be the "castle of this ship" as he put it. Duke Harico: :? Hmm, well just ignore him he'll go away eventually. Servant: ...sir, he accidently stabbed one of the servants in the eye and killed him. Duke Harico: :shock: Umm... ok. I'll send a Gaurd up to deal with him. Moments later upstairs Guard: Stop right there Bostonjoe! Bostonjoe: Erm, no I don't need another security book thanks. I've been down there a million times. Gaurd: Please speak to me Bostonjoe! Bostonjoe: -sigh- you don't want me to hurt you, just go away. Gaurd: Do not ignore me Bostonjoe! Bostonjoe turns around and slices the guard with his Dragon Scimitar Meanwhile downstairs... Servant: I don't think the gaurd did much sir Duke: Well we'll just have to wait it out then... 3244 bows later... Bostonjoe: Finally, all done. END ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ya, my current goal is to get 70 fletching. And training fletching is boring as hell so I come up with stories like this. Some of it actually happend, like accidently killing the man downstairs. They only have 7 hp and my character can hit like 24s or somthing so one missclick and... opps. I'll admit this story isn't my best work... but I'm going to put some pretty pictures to go with it! : P.S. I still have 2 fletching levels to go so expect more amazing fletching antics.

Edgeville Poem I hear the swords clash in the distance; As I cook my fish, cook my fish, cook my fish. Over yander voices scream; As I cut my yews, cut my yews, cut my yews. Day in day out warriors battle; As I smelt my ore, smelt my ore, smelt my ore. Edgeville.

I've been gone for a while... But I'm back! Bostonjoe returns again!!

Bloodvelds Bostonjoe: Can I have another assignment? Duradel: Yes, go kill 260 Bloodvelds Bostonjoe: Okay, great. So I went off to the Slayer tower to find these Bloodvelds Duradel was talking about. As soon as I walked into the room that they inhabited I was filled with disgust! I walked in to see all of them in a circle giving each other Oral!! Bostonjoe:Omfg! These truly are evil creatures! They all must die!! So I slaughtered Bloodveld after Bloodveld until my slayer assignement was finished and returned to Duradel. Bostonjoe: Those were truly disgusting and evil creatures! How did somthing like that come into existence anyway?! Druadel: Well the Bloodvelds were kind of a mages science experiment gone wrong... Bostonjoe: What do you mean? Druadal: There was once an anchient mage named Sparkey in the days of rock, he was a total KISS fan. He ploted to make thousands of Gene Simmons clones. He studied days and days to figure out the spell to sumon more of Gene Simmons'. One day he almost perfected the spell, but he chanted the magic words wrong and thus, the bloodvelds were created. Freakish evil creatures with the tounge of Gene Simmons himself, truly the most vile creatures in all of Runescape. Bostonjoe: Gene Simmons?... Druadal: Yes, the only thing I can imagine worse would be a monster created out of Michael Jacksons likeness...

Psychiatry Lost this one. Editing.

New Updates!! Way back before I faked my death on Runescape, I sugested an idea to Jagex involving Clan Chat. And now they've actually applied it to the game!! I'm so happy! I'm sure there have been others to had come up with the same idea, possibly even before me. But all I know is, I posted my idea on the forums and they actually considered it, if not by me, but by others who liked it and carried the suggestions on. So, as a result, I've decided to open The Z Syndicate back up. How would you like to join a clan under the lead of the person who paved the way for open clan chat! Now that the new update is out, we're going to see level 3s starting their own clan! Because it's seemingly very easy. But the fundamentals of a clan are much more complex then just making a few settings and setting a few ranks. A good clan needs a good foundation and you are looking at a man who understands how to build that foundation. A foundation that a clan needs. Three or four years ago I started a clan that started out to be, just a few noobs who do quests. Over time it became, just a few noobs who can really kick some behind out there in the wild! Over time however, I cracked under the pressure. But with this new function to the game, it takes some of the weight off my shoulders and it balences things out tremendously! So, I'm looking 'for a few good men' and women, to join a great team. Our motto is, "Fun without drama". It's all the drama that wore me out and made me want to quit, the drama is what pulls a clan apart, and we don't need it! Take you're drama elsewhere! Our Agenda: We're a p2p based clan that does just about everything. Castle Wars, Pest Control, Barrows, Fight Pits, PKing, Barbarian Assult, you name it, we can do it! The events we're aimed at require a darn good combat level however so it is a 90+ clan. Although, if there's anyone under that combat level that would like to join offically when they get to be of the right combat level they can still come into our chat channel. We'll even take them to Pest Control with us and train them up! So come, and join if you'd like. Just send me a private message on Runescape, I'll ask you a few questions, and we'll see if you're right for The Z Synciate! Be apart of a ledgend

Yeah it's true Duck, you saved me alot, you really helped out the clan alot. But the story wasn't met to be an exact account of what really happend. It's just a story. It's a jumbled up complimation of thousands of stories of The Z Syndicate smushed into one. Had I of gone by what really happend, it would have had to be alot longer and not as interesting to read. But thank you Native and Duck for your posts, I appreciate them believe it or not. I understand that what I did was seriously messed up. And, I've appologized for it countless times to countless people on countless occasions, and this is just another one of those appologizes. But obviously I will never win back the trust of certain people such as you Duck, and I don't blame you. I don't deserve anything more from you then what you've just given me, a nasty post. But I say it again, I'm deeply sorry, there's nothing more I can do to change it, the past is in the past now.