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"Oh wise people that deleted a planet What's next on your list? to delete February? only because they different you delete them..." A Hell Cart By Cafebcs A tale say that in runescape the first player on reach Mining 99 got as reward a cart. After the ceremony the cart's owner went to wilderness and there he got killed. The murderers didn't know that the cart was doomed and it killed the murderers back saving all the drops, but the owner of the cart never came back. The cart got old: it saw the years run away. One day the cart saw players like the ones that killed cart's owner. The cart moved itself to kill the players making any sound. It tried to kill them without noise but there were a lot of boulders on the way. For evade the boulders it used on itself a loudy enchantment for FLOAT. The sound of a scream impacting to the hell cart was the last sound heard on that place: a scream, a noise, of those that had not chance of run away. Our tale says that the cart is still waiting for its owner with its important loot. Because that people adds to the tale saying that its hidden on dwarven mines, and when a miner is alone next to it the cart comes to life. Second Part?

The Dragon Pickaxe Cult By Cafebcs In the deepest of Keldagrim mines, an old king mith dragon died and dropped a Dragon Pickaxe. Since there were none, the Dragon Pickaxe was about to dissapear but became the traditional backup update at 7am. By a misclick of a Jagex Mod (they are humans) the Dragon Pickaxe was saved on the landscape until someone wanted to take it, a lucky bug that saved that specific item on the game. The first on see it was the drunken dwarf. He, thinking that it was someone on Full Dragon, said "Hello Matey". Watching that 'the adventurer' didn't response or move any muscle, the drunken dwarf thought that 'the adventurer' was so dead. The drunken dwarf said "Sorry Matey" and left there. The drunken dwarf went to a tavern with a hot-dog alike in one hand (he bought it at DorgesKann - don't ask of what it was made) and he told to his friends about the rare stuff that happened on the morning. His friends, more drunk than him, didn't listen carefully the story but wanted better a bite of the hot-dog. However, Nurmof was in middle of them and kinda listened a bit. When the second traditional backup update became, the Dragon Pickaxe was still on the same place and Nurmof appeared again at dwarven mines and he said "Omg again at 7am, why? none comes to buy pickaxes at this hour". Nurmof said this very sad, tired and with a hard headache. "Here a beer" next to him said the drunken dwarf handing a beer. Nurmof took the beer and drank it very fast, ending it with relief. "What were you telling us yesterday?" asked Nurmof. "I want to go to see" said Nurmof after know the details. Nurmof was about to go on that moment but a large file of adventurers came from nowhere to repair the pickaxe and talking, like if Nurmof was a psychoterapist, all that happened with the pickaxe, that they weren't listening and they were sorry. A level 3 was just listening the talking and Nurmof said "What with you?". The level 3 logged off after that. It was about midnight and none were finally there "I will ask to Jagex to give me more salary!" complained Nurmof. The drunken dwarf was sleeping near there but Nurmof awakened him saying that they will go to the tabern after go to the place. When they both reached the place it was ten before 7am. Nurmof was very exited seeing the Dragon Pickaxe close to his hands. He was enjoying the moment, without grabbing it. The 7am update came punctually and, like an awaken from a dream, Nurmof appeared at dwarven mines at his usual spot. "Was it a dream?" asked to himself Nurmof. "When I get a break I will go to that place again. I know where is it and I can go alone!" Nurmof said it loud and laughing to himself. And there was the level 3 listening and watching deeply to him. THE END Cafebcs © 2007 (Made on July 14) Look at Google Cache