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    Will gold farmers, be the downfall of RuneScape?

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    Yes, as more and more tech savvy people realise the ease of setting up macroes and then selling them for real life money the autoers will increase every day.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    At every major tree there are 10 autoers, at every major fishing spot there are 20 autoers, at every flax field there are 5 autoers, at every rune shop there are 2 autoers, at green dragons there are 2+ autoers, and thats all I can think of right there.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    That alone puts up at the very least 200 autoers in a world. Now consider that they are in every world, thats over 200,000 autoers signed in at a time. Then the fact that they can make autoers as easy as you can take a crap only worsens the situation.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    I predict in the future we can see as many as 500 autoers per world, and unless Jagex gets a super brilliant plan the only thing they can do is slightly slowdown there speed.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    There are only 142 servers, not 1,000. That would only add up to 28,400 macroers logged on at a time. I doubt there's even that many. I've never seen a tree with more than 5-6 macroers.

     

     

     

    EDIT: And most of the major fishing spots have much less than 20 people.

    Ruining Runescape 1 day at a time :/

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    rs is dead yes, i advise you all quit rs and goto your local games shop, and buy some games + a console, or a good gaming pc.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    after you.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    can't you write anything that doesn't sound arrogant or condecending or downright negative?

     

     

     

    lol, you are one of the immature kids ruining it, my point is RS IS A DEAD GAME just quit and get over it, rs is RUINED thanks to miniclip. nice replying time btw, do you sit on the forums pressing f5 or something?

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    i read your post, saw that you're a scumbag and jerk, and replyed. some people can actually read and write at a fast speed, apparently you can't since you're flaming me for it. rs isn't ruined, there are plenty of people who are still nice, if you actually tried to meet them you could.

     

     

     

    just stop, reading your posts is killing my braincells, i dont have time for you. you dont know about that rs IS DEAD seeing as you started playing AFTER IT WAS DEAD. just look at your posts + join date (nice 13 posts a day, spammer), and your profile, you lost your rights to call anyone immature along time ago. not replying to you again now, dont wanna get suspended/banned.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    RS is not dead, it is quite the opposite. It is a thriving game, with hundreds joining every day.

     

     

     

    P.S. I am 12, and I certainly am not ruining the game.

    War of Frenskae

    in Art and Media

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    CHAPTER II: RIVERPOST

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    Tucked away in the mountains, the small village of Riverpost seldom received any visitors other than the boats that would stop by every few months to trade with the approximately 100 villagers on their way to the larger towns. Now, it was springtime, and the villagers were busy planting their crops.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    The fresh mountain breeze filled Wallace's lungs as the 15-year old boy dug into the packed soil with a slightly rusty hoe. A short distance away, his 17-year old sister, Klarise, was doing the same thing. Their patch of farmland was fairly small, some several thousand square feet, yet after several hours the two siblings were not quite halfway done. After plowing, the soil had to be fertilized with manure, and then the seeds would have to be planted, and so on. I hate spring, Wallace thought.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    Minutes later, Wallace's mother stepped out of their tiny house and called,"Wallace! Klarise! Time for lunch!" He abandoned his hoe and went inside.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

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    The sun had sunk under the western horizon. Tommorow, they would finish turning the soil and move on to the next part of the process that brought food to Wallace's table. But for now, the work was over. Wallace and Klarise were inside, playing a game of chess with roughly cut pieces on a generations-old board. Their younger sister, seven-year-old Tara, was already asleep. The three siblings were the only survivors of eight children. Their mother was just finishing up cleaning up, which wasn't a very difficult feat considering the size of their home. Their father, a tall, burly man hardened by years of farming, approached the two siblings.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    "Wallace. Klarise. I need you to do something." The two of them looked up.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    "Yes, Father?" Klarise replied.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    "The two of you aren't gonna do any work tomorrow." Wallace silently celebrated, before realizing a split second later why this was. "You'll have to go down to Andurn to pick up some supplies. And not just for us, but for some of our neighbors, also. Carter will be coming along with ya." Wallace felt even more jubilant at this. Andurn was a large town about ten miles south of Riverpost. He had never been to Andurn, nor had his sister.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    "Now go ahead and get to sleep," Geoff said. "You'll still be wakin' up at the same time." He then went to say something to his wife.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

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    The half-crescent moon gleamed off the Asgar, revealing a massive army on the move. Among the soldiers were heavily armored infantry wielding huge, three-and-a-half foot long swords, cavalry riding strange four-legged animals and archers with massive recurve bows. Several dozen massive bombards were pulled on wooden carts by creatures similar to that the demons rode, except that they were much larger, and many smaller cannon were scattered about the troops. The army was marching on both sides of the broad Asgar, which was filled with boats flying red flags.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    In the midst of this massive force stood an elfish figure, surrounded by a group of soldiers wearing ornate blue armor and wielding long staffs. The elf was walking, unlike many leaders who preferred riding in magnificent chariots. He raised a hand and shouted a command, instantly joined in by many others. The soldiers immediately ceased marching. "We stay here until next morning," Fendemas announced. The news quickly spread among the ranks. The weary soldiers spreaded out in the valley and pitched thousands of tents. The boats anchored, rolling up their sails. The massive goraks were relieved of their burdens, and sat down to sleep. As the troops prepared for the night, Fendemas was meeting with his generals, preparing their next moves.

    Harry Potter Encyclopedia

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    I haven't read the new one yet but, Harry having babies with Ginny?....i thought children read this book...or is there a spell for that kind of thing?

     

     

     

    It's not a little kid's book, there's a lot of strong language in the 7th one.

    War of Frenskae

    in Art and Media

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    I wrote it in the Call for Submissions sticky. No, I don't want to leak information, but I do want to establish a Communist government in America... after I go preach and Africa and... go take a shower.

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