Unoalexi

Indeed. I practically cried at the end of it. Not bad on the new chapter, but your grammar definitely still needs work..

[/hide] Any hints? yes, .sdrowkcab ti yrT Omg.. I get it.. !!:wall: :lol: now you feel stupid don't you...as number 1 says 1 - Break Everything Down. If you get stuck, ask yourself obvious questions, cause the answer is usually obvious. I feel very, VERY stupid in fact.. By the way, could I perhaps have some of the lyrics for #7(I have no speakers)?

[/hide] Any hints? yes, .sdrowkcab ti yrT Omg.. I get it.. !!:wall: :lol:

I'm glad! It's absolutely disgusting and immature! The less "pixelated male organ" spammers the better! +1

I'm stuck on level 6! [hide]I've gotten past the part were you had to enter "pride" into the url, but that only takes me to a page that says- [/hide] Any hints?

Hmm.. Your lines need work. A nice, even one-pixel black line would work better in this case.. Furthermore, if your going to outline things, make sure you outline everything to give your work a clean, uniform look. Don't just leave some things without a black outline(like the castle in the dharok picture). Also, you could work on your shading+dithering technique a little.. Also, you left a large lank box in the magic tree picture. Were you going to put text in it or something? You probably shouldn't copy and paste the clouds ether.. I'll give it a Six kittens out of ten. (These are my opinions. You can do whatever you want with your art, and I could care less. This is simply how you could make it look nicer..in my opinion) Honestly, I don't like the character style. It's like, I don't know, the Phillsbury dough boys.. -.- and you did use the paint bucket tool, didn't you?! Cheater! :shame:

Chapter Six-Another companion Kal Theo smiled crookedly, obviously very pleased with his deed. It was a expression purely for the benefit of himself rather than his peers; a smile that was more ferrety and introverted than even a sneer. He looked at Philip, obviously expecting some kind of praise or a compliment as he continued to clutch the cold iron bars. Philip stared back, not bothering to take the hint. It wasnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t that he disapproved of the merchantÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s actions; in fact, he could really care less. However, his mind was too numb to comprehend what Theo asked of him, and he gazed blindly into space rather than into TheoÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s eyes. A few awkward moments passed between them before Theo walked back to the bench, puzzled by PhilipÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s odd behavior. "Well, arenÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t yah going to sit with me?" Theo said, relaxing on the wildly creaking bench. "What?" Philip muttered, snapping back into consciousness. "You sayed that you were going to chat with me? About your story? Dontcha remember, Phil?" His face was etched with worry and confusion. "Oh.. yes.." Philip wondered how he could possibly avoid retelling such an intimidate tale to nosy Theo as he slowly walked to the bench. As he sat down it gave an angry creak of protest, and the seat swayed erratically beneath him. Maybe IÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ll just push him into some other topic.. After all, he is rather talkative. "Sos.. DonÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t worry about the bench.. it should last until Plauges finds a new one. Ah.. What a nice pet cat I found, methinks. She do whatever I says for a unless paper hat! All cats be like dogs methinks.. all you have to know is where to scratch, and they die for you! Anyway.. enough of my chatter. What about yourself, oleÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ Phil?" "Well.. like I said, itÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s a very, very, very long story. It probably begins before your birth, perhaps even before your fatherÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s birth. Anyway.." But this was a luck day for Philip. More loud footsteps echoed down the halls, and before he could even finish his sentence, Theo shoved him off the bench while hissing at him to "act normal". Theo ran to the opposite wall and proceeded to stare at it as hard as humanly possible. It wasnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t much longer before Macabre and the snippy female mage guard from earlier appeared, dragging yet another prisoner behind them; a young teenager, not a day over thirteen, wearing a plain green shirt and brown pants. The teen clutched a grimly chefÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s hat to his head for dear life, and his dirty cheeks were wet with tears. Philip could just barely see a small bronze dagger clipped to his waist, and on his left arm he wore a shield made of solid wood. "This is your cell. Can you find it? Good, ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹Ãâcuz itÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s right in front of you, you stupid noob! Give me your weapons too, otherwise you might kill yourself with them out of your own stupidity.", the female said with malice. "IÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢m.. IÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢M SO SORRY!!" The young boy whimpered, crying and sniffling dramatically. "IÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ll n..never ask for a GF again! Pwease for..forgive me!" "Just STFU noob, youÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢re only making it worse for yourself!" "Okay.. could you maybe give me back my items?" "LOL? Why on Runescape would I do that??" "Cuz your nice?" "LMAO.. Noobs.. they never stop being so stupid and pathetic!" "I thought I told you not to swear, Pk4ev4h!" Macabre growled, staring at the female mage with disgust. "IÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢m still not talking to you, stupid Macabre!" "You just did.." Macabre rolled his eyes. "Hmmph!" Pk4ev4h muttered, evidently realizing her mistake. It took her a little longer to open the cell door because her hands were shaking with rage. She shoved the noob inside with an angry push, and slammed the door violently. "How nice.. a bastard pinkie, a filthy thief, and an idiotic noob-all in the same cell!" she muttered, stepping back to glare at the prisoners like animals in a zoo. "How mature, taking out your inner frustrations on both the cell door and the prisoners within.. It absolutely amazes me what I am forced to put up with- a hypocritical, pompous fool of a mage and a gullible ranger who would practically take her own life for some lustrous noveltyÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâæ" "Macabre, come down off your high horse and stop using big words. It only makes you look even more like an [wagon] than you already are!" "At least I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t speak in acronyms and swearwords! Also, I thought you werenÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t supposed to speak to me.." "Hmmph!" After she realized her defeat, she turned to walk down the hall as fast as she could; all the better to get away from Macabre.

I fixed the lighting on the penguins, but I don't think I can enter the new version in the contest.. -.- Anyway, what do you people think?

Nope, no kisses or boyfeinds(yet) for me.. meh.. I'm 14 too.. All the boys that I know are obnoxious, crude, and, well, annoying.. I did kiss this guy on the hand once, although that doesn't really count.. Not by personal choice ether.. >.<

Thought I might as well enter this(lol I'm lazy)

My entry-

I'd so buy the yellow cat shirt.. it's hawt.

Its not bad, but it's not good either.. The text doesn't blend well with the sig and the streaks make it a bit.. overdone.. -.- Seven kittens out of ten.

Not bad, not bad at all. I liked it for the most part. However you seem to like using commas. A lot. Now, there's nothing wrong with commas but "over combining" your sentences makes your story a chunky read. It interrupts the "flow" if you know what I mean. For example, here- This sentence is particularly choppy. You can occasionally use commas without conjunction words(and, for, to). but you shouldn't do this often, definitely not twice in the same sentence. You could combine all the elements(He stumbled through the house, reached the sitting room, collapsed on the couch) into one sentence, but you need to use conjunctions so that it flows with the rest of the story. Also, you use two separate tenses in the same sentence.. ~~~~ Your grammar needs work-6 kittens out of 10 The plot itself was interesting enough, although I can't really give it a grade until the story ends.. 8 kittens out of 10 The characters were good as well, although, once again, I can't truly grade them until the middle or end of the story.. 8 kittens out of ten. Final rating-22 kittens out of thirty.

Sorry, I misunderstood what you were saying there... :wall:

Chapter Five- The rarest item in the world "Shush! Act natural!" Kal Theo pushed Philip off the bench as it creaked wildly in distress. "Plaguey doesnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t like when we convicts are chatting. I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know, could be the_Macabre, even worse then, so shush up!" Philip tried his best to look "natural", as Kal Theo put it, as a girl clad in leg armor crafted from only the finest black dragon dragonhide walked past the cell. Her feathery blonde hair was tied up in a loose bun, leaving loose strands trailing down her back. In one hand she held a torch, and by itÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s light Philip could see the shape of a chunky, burnt-red bow strapped to her back. Kal Theo ran to the bars as soon as she passed by. "Hallo, Plaguey! How be my finest customer these days?" Theo clung to the bars desperately as he tried to catch "PlagueyÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s" attention. "Macabre said I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t have to talk to you, Theo! He said you lie and cheat because your a merchant!" Plaguey snarled, although Philip noticed a faint flicker of excitement and hope in her green eyes at the sound of TheoÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s voice. "Awh.. donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t listen to that old nag! He be only jealous because I wonÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t sell things to bloody ninnies like him! "If you speak to me again, IÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ll fill your gut full of arrows with my bow! Just like a pincushion!" "But donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t you want to see what I got for you today?" Theo reached into his back pocket and gingerly plucked a small, folded piece of paper. He gently unfolded the item with careful fingers-evidently it was rather old-and showed it to his eager customer by the light of her torch. In his hands he held a blue paper hat, just the right size to be worn on a personÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s head. "I show you.. a most rare and legendary blue party hat! Could be the last one left in this very world! Yours not for cash but for only a simple, small favor!" "Pshh.. what would I want with a dumb paper hat?" "What? How can you name this beautiful relic of Runescape past dumb?" "What makes it so special?" "It be the most rare thing ever! Wearing it earns you instant respect, among all who happen to gaze upon your head. It is a symbol of wealth and power! Just think.. simply by wearing this simple garment you could be come the queen of the rangecats! The queen of all cats in fact.. second only to Anthony himself! At least, others will think you are." "YouÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ve got to be kidding me! That little thing?" Her face shone with greed and her eyes flashed with ambition as her fingers inched slightly forward, desperate to posses this simple hat made of mere construction paper. "I no lie, me good lady. That be the truth." "What do you want for it!? IÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ll give you anything! Name your price!" "Hmm.. not much, not much at all.. Simply shred MacabreÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s undergarments, nick me real food, good and fresh food, from the kitchens everyday, and get me a nice new cushioned bench to sit on. Also, I want some soft woolen blankets, a few fluffy pillows, and a few more books of matches." "Hmm.. I can do everything but the undergarments. MacabreÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s room is in the northwest tower-they wonÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t let me in!" "No undergarments, no hat." "Fine IÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ll.. IÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ll find a way." "Good. As soon as you do these, the hat be yours!" "Thank you, thank you very much!" Philip watched as she rushed down the hall, eager to perform the tasks required of her. As she left, Theo turned to Philip and winked. "Nice work, dontcha think?"

Chapter four-Buying and selling Philip shivered. His thin robes offered little protection from the drafts and the pockets of frozen, wet dungeon air. He began to pace his cell, rubbing his arms to warm himself. All he had to do was wait it out now; the end was so close he could practically taste it. The prison didnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t bother him much at all, and the cold was nearly tolerable, considering he had endured much worse trials than this. As his eyes slowly adjusted to the gloom, he could see a small window cut high up into the stone wall. From this, he gazed out into the pitch-black night. Not a single star was visible tonight, nor even a faint slimmer of a moon. Great.. now I canÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t even wish for a miracleÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâæ Saddened, he turned to stare at the prisonÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s bars once more. He heard a faint rustling noise coming from the western corner of the small room, and his eyes darted to the source of the sound. A darkened lump was lying on the floor, and it had started to move. Hmm.. perhaps this place isnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t as lonely as I thought.. "Hmm.. what?" the figure muttered, sitting up. "WhoÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s there?" "Only Philip." Philip murmured. "Only Philip? Ha.. so the cats have caught a new mouse to play with?" the person stood up, tossed away the patchy blanket and lit a match. "Well letÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s have a good look at this fine new plaything, methinks.." It caught and burned so that Philip could see the young manÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s face clearly in the flickering light. He had quick, ferrety eyes, both intelligent and slightly mischievous, which darted back and forth between the various features of PhilipÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s face. His reddish hair, once neat and well-kept, framed a rather dirty, narrow face. His voice was loud and slightly hoarse, as if many years of yelling random sentences repetitively had worn it down over the years. "So, Only Philip, what did you do to piss off our feline friends?" "Ermm.. itÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s Philip, not Only Philip.. and itÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s a long, complicated story.. one that would take many hours to properly explain." Philip spoke with weariness. He really didnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t feel up to discussing his lifeÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s eventÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s with a total stranger, especially one that seemed so.. untrustworthy. "Ah.. Philip you be. My mistake, I am sorry. Come, have a sit with me." He gestured to a broken bench lying against the wall. "No thanks IÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢d.. rather not." "Come I insist! It isnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t as bad as you see. Sit, sit, sit.." When Philip refused he gently grabbed hold of PhilipÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s arm and lend him to the bench. Philip, tired of being lead around from place to place yet too weary to resist, cautiously sat down on the bench, and his escort soon joined him. It creaked ominously underneath their weight. "My apologies for the bench.. Ole Plaguey isnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t quite as soft as she used to be. Now, since we are trapped in this cell here for a good bit of time, we might as well get to now each other, hmm?" Philip nodded slightly after the person had stared at him for a few minutes, apparently waiting for a reply of some sort. "Good. Now.. since yours is along one, I shall begin with me story. Firsts, me name be Kal Theo. I be a merchant, or I was, for a while. Until the ban on me trade I was a good merchant. Of course the cats donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t like me trade, so they lock me up. Theythinks I be the norm, theythinks they can play mind games on ole me. Lucky for me I still be good at me trade! Ha ha! The cats.. they donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t get much. They donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t have nice trinkets or the gold to buy them. They live off words and blood alone, methinks. But some long for such trinkets, may be secretly, may be not so secretly. Plaguey, or Plaguexrange, be the latter, lucky. The pure that guard the doorway hmm.. what be his name? Seyouinlum, or something of that sort. I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know, catÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s names be too similar. Anyway, he be of that sort as well. You see nice, bright dagger on his hip? That was mine, he likes it better than scimmy. Theo not always honest though.. Theo donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t like cats. Cats arenÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t always nice to me. No.. that dagger be a replica! Absolutely worthlessÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâæ ha ha! Poor idiot.. I feel almost sorry for the cat. But not quite! But some cats donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t trust me.. some cats suspicious. Like errm.. what be the name? The_Macabre? Yes.. that be his name. He too smart for his own good, he donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t like Theo.. Lucky he doesnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t walk these halls too often! So, that it for me, methinks. What about you?" Kal Theo turned all his attention to Philip, making poor Philip feel very awkward indeed. Oh the things he would give just to lie down and sleep or at least be left to his own devices! But luck was on his side this time, for just as he opened his mouth, the sound of footsteps could be heard coming down the hall way. Someone was coming!

Do you have any idea whatsoever what's going on? Jagex didn't just add more random events or some useless crap like that. In Jan 2nd, they'll remove unbalanced trade. That basically kills the autoing/gold farming community, period. Errm.. lol? Have you ever pked? Have you ever played Bounty Hunter? Bounty hunter is a mockery of what pking used to be. You basically have all the one-iteming, teaming scum shoved into a tiny box. You walk in, you get hit by 7-10 people, and you die.. this time losing all your belongings(except if you managed to click protect prayer in time) without even attacking anyone. At least in the old wild I had single combat zones, and I could actually avoid fighting these types of people. Also, the fairness level simply isn't there. In the old wild, at least I could choose which level range of players I wished to fight! Sorry, but pitting a lvl. 20 against a lvl 55 just doesn't seem too fair to me..

Do you have Java installed?

Do polar bears count as Chrismassy?? :pray:

Thanks for the comments and suggestions. :D a) What do you mean? Copying images from the net and pasting them in? Or something else? B) You should be able to double-click any of the colour boxes to use custom colours. As for the other issues, I'm aware of them and I'll try to sort them out for the next release. Nice strawberry by the way! :) Yes.. also copying other parts of the picture and pasting them.. As for the custom colors.. :wall: -.- Ty for the compliment! :

Yes.

Doesn't an obby maul require 60 attack too? :-s

How would I find that out...:oops: Control+Alt+delete(Assuming you have windows). Processes tab+Sort by username. look for two copies of "Java runtime environment" or something like that. Then, you can simply click on both, "end process", and try running the application again. ~or~(to check Java version) Open up the Start Menu, click Control Panel(once again, assuming you have windows xp) You might want to sort the programs in alphabetical order(if you haven't already.. I think it's the default). Scroll down to the J's and the Java program will be listed there. If you have less than Version 10 or 11(not sure here, I have 10 I think) your Java program is too old.. You'll have to download the latest version from Java.com.

What are the little sword thingies in the background supposed to be? Seven kittens out of ten.