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And so it begins.
A future with sins.
But there's life within
the empty promisses of
the old broken bin
chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling
sweet, loving voices calling
the echo of noobs, begging and balling.....
and little babies crawling
and people simply drawing...
and i come out.
from said to shout
and shout to pout
I called to dad
cursed him out.
Without no doubt
Until I seek sight
By the gentle moonlight
Where all seemed right
But yet, still quite
Purple short people running
out of my dreams
and into my life
all making the world
Life beautiful with love
but something is wrong
In the eternal song
Something with ping pong
It might have been you
have something to chew.
For what is not
A dream I forgot
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There once was a girl from Antarctica who loved to explore the discount store in the penguin's backyard for some new socks and shoes but she had no money on her so she decided it would make sense to rob the bank. After thinking about it she decided to get some mischief powder to instead make the people eat food and not to watch the bank. The Haunted bank was built by a old man who glanced very quickly at the wris[bleep]ch he wote on his head... The bank was going to be styled, architecturally, like the Leaning Tower which fell onto a river of hot, boiling fudge. Well, she decided to cross the boiling river, she noticed something. It was a strange man standing in the boiling with a knife to smear some jelly on andrew grower. For some reason he liked it. He then ate my cousin, and I had to beat up Andrew. Then killed paul. However, my pants caught fire and boom went the toilet I then saw cheese flying through my bedroom window with someone riding a pink tricycle with training wheels and a large object floating in his pocket. Then a crusty wrench was dropped from the Twin Towers, which don't exist any more. Then a hot girl grabbed the wrench and she said "I will eat this like bacon". So she ate
some cheese instead. Much to the dislike of her one-armed father who ate children. Thus her father hopped in his batmobile and drove into a wall of demon pigs that had green
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Back in the day of, dare I say the name, Scapeboard, we had a story. No, not a story. A legend. A legend created by participating members of the Varrock Library. Together, with their own character(s), they created this legend of the forum, filled with events of joy, terror, romance, and much more.
And it's back! :shock: After chatting with a good friend of mine (you know who you are hehe) it's time we've brought the legend back full scale, with a whole new plot! Of course, former participants and new participants alike may join in the fun.
Basically what happens is that we create a character of our own, preferably something not from a video game or anime, etc. of some sort.
If you are thinking of seriously participating, post your character profile and soon as we get about five or six people we can start! 8) This will be a story based on the RuneScape environment, but we can go beyond that. :)
Note When there are spots opening, please be respectful and post seriously. Bad characters result in a lack of respect for the post and for the person contributing and can be catastrophic. So please, do be respectful towards the writers and post as maturely as possible. This includes making sure you have close to proper grammar and spelling, or the whole story will be ruined.
Yes, I know my posting style has changed a little, and I appologize for this being rather short and whatnot, but I'll try to do my best to touch this up a bit when my mind is a bit more settled.. Still overly joyed the boards are back lol!
Profile for Aming Heart, the Forsaken Mage:
A mage of pure Light, Aming Heart (also known as the Forsaken Mage) wanders the world, her green mage robes gently rippling in the wind while her staff lights the way through the dark caverns and forests that she passes through. Her appearance did not betray her age, far older than some believe her to be, with dark brown/black hair left to flow over her shoulders and down her back, a soft face holding some sort of secret behind it, and brown eyes sometimes flickering with happiness one moment and hostility the next. During her travels she begins to slowly train her survival skills in this mysterious land, learning of its inhabitants, geography, etc. Her skills include various hand-to-hand combat styles and different forms of magic. Her staff has the power to materialize into her sword, Crescent Blaze, and when summoned can produce not only a few cuts and stabs, but a powerful wave of Light, sending all those of Dark to something far worse than the depths of the Underworld...
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There once was a girl from Antarctica who loved to explore the discount store in the penguin's backyard for some new socks and shoes but she had no money on her so she decided it would make sense to rob the bank. After thinking about it she decided to get some mischief powder to instead make the people eat food and not to watch the bank. The Haunted bank was built by a old man who glanced very quickly at the wris[bleep]ch he wote on his head... The bank was going to be styled, architecturally, like the Leaning Tower which fell onto a river of hot, boiling fudge. Well, she decided to cross the boiling river, she noticed something. It was a strange man standing in the boiling with a knife to smear some jelly on andrew grower. For some reason he liked it. He then ate my cousin, and I had to beat up Andrew. Then killed paul. However, my pants caught fire and boom went the toilet I then saw cheese flying through my bedroom window with someone riding a pink tricycle with training wheels and a large object floating in his pocket. Then a crusty wrench was dropped from the Twin Towers, which don't exist any more. Then a hot girl grabbed the wrench and she said "I will eat this like bacon". So she ate
some cheese instead. Much to the
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And so it begins.
A future with sins.
But there's life within
the empty promisses of
the old broken bin
chocolate flavoured hobnobs falling
sweet, loving voices calling
the echo of noobs, begging and balling.....
and little babies crawling
and people simply drawing...
and i come out.
from said to shout
and shout to pout
I called to dad
cursed him out.
Without no doubt
Until I seek sight
By the gentle moonlight
Where all seemed right
But yet, still quite
Purple short people running
out of my dreams
and into my life
all making the world
Life beautiful with love
but something is wrong
In the eternal song
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Where all seemed right
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But there's life within
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Zombies back when I was training.
Drunken dwarf back when I was woodcutting.
Oddly enough, no random events for me while fishing. :?
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Two autumns ago. Wasn't feeling well in my math class and asked permission to leave the room. Lost my lunch; assumed I ate something that didn't suit my stomach. :(
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Was that produced in Ps7? "Not bad" (check out my litotes :)) for a first attempt, but I find the background insipid.
Stick to poetry as your medium of choice (Y).
Believe me I rather stick with literary art, but I'm just playing around. It was actually done with one of the worst programs you can use for signature making: Adoboe Photoshop Elements. That's what I've used for my signature below as well. :P
Thanks all. :) Wasn't meant to be used as a signature really, just played around hehe.
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Lol Andy! You show the Monty Python Bunny who's boss!!! :twisted:
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There once was a girl from Antarctica who loved to explore the discount store in the penguin's backyard for some new socks and shoes but she had no money on her so she decided it would make sense to rob the bank. After thinking about it she decided to get some...
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That's because at the time he made the post, there was no signature in his profile. When you edit your signature, changes will apply to all your posts that have checked "Attach signature". :)
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Very nice! :D Love how the font looks like it's actually sitting there. :)
10/10.
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Antarctica who loved
(Sorry.. my imagination really stinks :P)
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Welcome to the new Forum Games board! :D
As you can see, we have a clean new board for these fun things. However, as before in the Varrock Library, I request of you all to please post on this thread only the "You Know When You Have Been... When..." series.
So... to start us off:
You know when you have been writing too long when someone tells you to share the inkwells. :wink:
Have fun! And please, do remember to follow to Forum Rules as well as the Forum Games Rules. :D
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Somewhere among the scattered buildings stands a newly-built monument made of granite and stone. Etched in the stone in great letters reads: "Varrock Library". Suddenly the heavy wooden doors open seemingly on their own. Up the stairs, toward them you climb, a little hesitant and afraid of what you might find inside.
As you reach the top, you notice the familiar smell of inkwells and burning candles. You step inside the building, and gasp at the sight of empty shelves, once filled with many scrolls and books of work. There was a series of quick footsteps, and you turn around to find the curator, ForsakenMage, standing a few feet away from you. She dips her head slightly and speaks:
"Welcome, my friend, to the Varrock Library, where you, among others, may share chronicles of adventure, humour, excitement, terror, and much, much more.
I am pleased to invite you into this fine establishment, first set by the former curator, The Fluke. You are more than welcome to share your literary creations, but I must ask of you to follow the rules of our temple of words."
On that note, she takes out a scroll from beneath her cloak and unrolls it carefully. She sets this on a podium not too far away and mutters a spell, illuminating the paper until the words came out clear. The scroll ran the following:
What Belongs Here?
- The Varrock Library is a forum for both sharing personal creative literary works and for discussing literature in general. You may post your own stories, poems, etc. for critiques and comments. Or, you my ask for book recommendations, discuss genres and authors, and keep track of soon-to-be-published books that you have your eye on.
When posting, please be sure to follow all the rules, as listed below:
The Varrock Library Rules
- 1. Silence is golden. No spamming is permitted. This forum is for works of fiction, poetry, and any other types of literary works. This does not include your latest trip into the wilderness, thesis about the state of the RuneScape economy, or other non-literature discussion type threads.
2. Respect others. Stories or comments which attack another player are not permitted. The use of famous or well-known players is not allowed. Please do remember that the library is home to many old and valuable tomes, so flame is not allowed in here. If you are critiquing works, do so constructively and without degrading comments or insults. Additionally, respect other users by not hijacking their threads. Do not post your own stories or literary works on someone else's thread - instead, create your own.
3. When posting literature, only original works will be allowed. Do not post any literary works that are not of your own.
4. When writing a multi-part story, please use one thread. This will help us to keep the Library in order.
5. Some creative license will be allowed for language, though excessive swearing is not allowed.
6. No adult situations or depictions thereof. Literary works that are derogatory towards any individual or group will not be allowed. This includes racist, gender based, or jokes at the expense of religious groups.
7. Jokes, riddles, brain teaser, and anything else belonging in those categories are to be posted in the
8. Please be sure to save your work. We recently had a fire that resulted in thousands of works of art to be burned or badly damaged, which explains why the Library is currently empty. We do not keep extra copies of works posted here, so if you wish to keep your works, do so by saving it.
9. Please write in English that is easily readable. Do your best to use proper punctuation, grammar and spelling. If you need help, it is recommended that you read the Writing Guide.
10. This is not the place to post advertisements for writing forums or websites. All advertisements belong in the Advertise Your Thing Here sticky in Off-Topic - nowhere else.
11. Role plays belong in the Falador Tavern.
12. All users are still bound by the Forum Rules.Written by The Fluke
Revised by ForsakenMage
Date Revised: 16th Day of October of the Year 2010
The curator spoke up softly.
"Thank you, and may our library offer you thousands of treasures to behold and a place to rest from your travels."
With that, she disappeared, leaving behind a quill, inkwell, and scroll for usage by future masters of the literary art.
- The Varrock Library is a forum for both sharing personal creative literary works and for discussing literature in general. You may post your own stories, poems, etc. for critiques and comments. Or, you my ask for book recommendations, discuss genres and authors, and keep track of soon-to-be-published books that you have your eye on.
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Nice! :D Very well organized plus easy to see. :wink:
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Well, at least you tried, unlike everyone else here :(
*Gives Ryl a big hug.*
Wyrm, Exarch, and I were working on it I think lol. :oops:
Enjoy the signature. :)
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Lol thanks everyone.
Okay made some variations of text because of Wyrm.. :P
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The only productive thing I did all day today lol:
Neverwinter Font
Yea... background not all that great. :( Rate away. *Ducks.*
EDIT: Okay.. different versions since Wyrm was protesting about the font. :P
BankGothic Lt Bt
Buffied Font
Celtic Garmond the 2nd Font
Nightwarrior Font
:oops: I think I'll just stick with simplicity now lol.
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Lyrical poem sort of. Also posted on my DeviantArt page. Enjoy.
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Sometime today
Somewhere far away
Someone's saying quietly
Something to me
Tomorrow the day after
Tonight little laughter
I want you forever to stay
But it just can't be that way
Just don't tear my heart
Don't drive my love apart
I've worked so hard always
Just to keep you safe
And now you're leaving me
With tears for eternity
Just somehow, someway
Find a way to stay...
Sometime tonight
Somewhere in the light
Someone's saying quietly
Something to me
Tomorrow the years gone by
Today the more I cry
I want you back here
But it just adds another tear
Just don't tear my heart
Don't drive my love apart
I've worked so hard always
Just to keep you safe
And now you've left me
With tears for eternity
Just somehow, someway
Find a way to stay...