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Lol, you can't tell it's obviously a fake? I'd choose B, since no one else did... :-w Obviously its fake :roll:

This is actually supposed to be a fast paced story, so I'm sort of leaving out some descriptions. I wrote this story before I ever heard of the One Small Favor quest, so I didn't steal an idea. I'd be happy for you to edit it :)

But then he would be mad and turn into Giles!! HAHAHAA! :twisted:

What would you do if you recieved a random like this:

Darn you page two!

Usually I start long stories and post them little by little as I update it, but here is a small short story you may find to your liking. For a year, David, the white knight had been in love with the beautiful princess of white knight castle. David waited for the right moment, and then asked the lovely princess if she would marry him. This startled the princess at first, but she accepted, under one condition. She asked if he would bring her a beautiful crown with diamonds, dragonstone, and onyx embedded in pure gold. So david set out to seek a crown of which his future-wife askedÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâæ The white knight thought to himself: Now where am I going to get a crown like that? He thought and thought and finnaly came up with an answer. He would ask his dwarf friend Boris if he could make this beautiful crown, for dwarfs are skilled smithing and mining. So he talked to Boris and he made the crown and even supplied all the jewels and gold. But before boris handed David the crown, he requested that he bring him the best red-berry pie in all the land. ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¦Ã¢â¬ÅHmmmÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâædavid thought, now where am I going to get a pie with the richest taste in Runescape? He asked Boris, and he told him to pick them from the glowing redberry bush in the lvl 55 wilderness. There was only one problem, the redberries were gaurded by a fire-breathing dragon that was impossible to get past! And so the brave white knight traveled to the dungeon in which the dragon lived. He prepared his weapon and armor to slay the dragon, but to his astonistment he found the mighty beast sobbing. He asked what was wrong and the dragon replied: ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¦Ã¢â¬ÅMy eggs! My babies! They have been stolen by a nasty pker!ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬ÃâÃ

Finally someone bumps this thread lol :) I am working on another story actually atm. I might come back to this one if I get bored with the other one.

Hehe yes you contributed :P I'll have to do alot of work on the guide for that but I might add that soon. Very good suggestion, although I do have to argue with you when you bring ghostly robes instead of those useful d'hides that stop mages. Do they weight less? Maybe, but surely not that less. Agility also effects how fast your energy replinishes. What is your agility level? Maybe this is effecting you energy level greatly instead of the decrease of weight. Thank you, I try my best to make my guides user-friendly. :mrgreen:

Vambs actually do not give any mage defense, last time I checked. Trust. You can't trust anyone in the wilderness. That's not a good idea. Actually Black vambs DO give a magic defence bonus, +8 if I'm not mistaken. Oh yes sorry they do. DonÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know what came over me. --- When I say ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâsnareÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ I am referring to all three non-ancient freeze spells. --- A minor typo. --- IÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢m glad you took my advise :mrgreen: Oh rly? It doesnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t? IÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ll have to check into this.

My first thought was 'How can someone make a cool movie out of this? It's so boring!'. But when I saw your awesome fast motion effects and how cool it looked to see all those runners going in and out, it was pretty nice. :) Good job, you made something boring cool! =D>

I took this challenge a long time ago, but started with an egg. You can find the topic here.

Blue partyhat 450,000,000gp - 480,000,000gp [!] Green partyhat 170,000,000gp - 180,000,000gp [!] Purple partyhat 146,000,000gp - 148,000,000gp [!] Red partyhat 205,000,000gp - 215,000,000gp [!] White partyhat 255,000,000gp - 275,000,000gp [!] Yellow partyhat 160,000,000gp - 170,000,000gp [!] thats rediculous i could buy full dragon with the money it costs for blue 25. You could buy 25 sets of full dragon equivalent to a blue party hat HOLY SARADOMIN!

I have 2k ice burst spells in my bank, but I guess I'll take your advise. I despise training slayer, but if it is a strong recommendation then I will do it with my whippie :)

Sweet. I'm gonna wait for a couple more responses though. I'm glad you think I'm ready :mrgreen:

Yes, nat crafting has been a bit boring recently. I thought 200k an hour was alot, but now I'm hearing you can make triple that in barrows. Lets cut to the chase, are my stats good for barrows? 72 attack 71 str 63 def 75 mage 72 range 47 slayer :oops: 56 prayer 87 combat Thanks :)

Pure ess - Well since I am an rcer, I really did not enjoy this update for obvious reasons. Crossbows- Useless. They take along time to make and they stink. Now the magical powers are cool, but really those take a long time to make too. I prefer the crystal bow. Renaming servers - What the hell? This update was not nessecary at all. If they just had to change the name of the worlds to 'make it less confusing' they couldv'e at least made it a hidden update. Many scapers were dissapointed when they saw a new update that day to find out nothing had been changed at all.

First thing I did: Constantly checking my world map, I head to castle wars to join the guthix team, but to my misfortune I came to realize there were only two teams, not three. :( After that I believe I started thieving in ardougne.

=D> Couldn't say it better.

I think I can say without hesitation that this is the funniest thread I have ever seen.

reason they do this is because whip dropped badly Jagex rarely cares about the player controlled price if you haven't noticed, I highly doubt that is the reason. Every gamemaker always has the need to make better stuff in their games, sometimes the urge is just too strong they release a ton of ownage stuff at once! :twisted: You should be glad we are recieving new high level equipment. Stop complaining and get treasure trailing. Great job hellz

Well I haven't gotten deeply into the story yet, so I have not thought of an appropriate title. I have written a bit so far, so tell me what you think: The small white rabbit appeared out of its burrow. It looked around, left to right and sniffed the air several times. Its eyes darted to a nearby bush when it saw movement, but it was meerly a spider. With hesitation, it crawled out of the safe dirt home and welcomed the outside. It hopped out with asurance, that nothing would harm it. With a final look around to make sure there was absolutely nothing, no traps at all, it bounced off into an open field filled with luscious grass. When it approached, it nibbled on the grass until little teeth marks covered it. It continued with a few more, feasting on the nutrients. Suddenly a faint cracking of leaves came from a bush not far from it. The rabbit froze, terrified to look behind, ears perked up with intensity. Then a great silence arose, and the rabbit slowly lifted its ears to a normal position. So close to wanting to turn back into the safeness of itÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s home, it reluctantly chewed on some more healthy grass. Every second its eyes darted from side to side, as if a ferocious fox was going to suddenly jump out of the bush at nab it. Its heart began pounding, beating against its soft furry chest. Ears perked up quickly, even though no noise appeared. It felt something, something was watching it, haunting it, waiting for it to preform a false move that would cost its life. Its nose twitched uncontrollabling, eyes darting faster than ever. Sweat seemed to drip down its face. It prepared its legs for action, ready to run as fast as a cheatah. Its heart pounded insanely fast, every beat increasing in volume. It could hear its beating in its ear, beating, beating, beating. Louder and faster, beating out of its chest, like it would burst open and shake the earth with its beating. Its eyes grew wide and its plump tail shot up. The crackling came again, but louder this time. The rabbit froze again, paralised. Its orange size eyes staring at the source of the sound. A large bush with a broken stick, something had broken just then. Something, something that would kill it and eat it, have it for dinner and share with its offspring. The rabbit almost fainted at the though, but then a tall figure appeared from the bush. The rabbitÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s fear retreated as a large deer emerged. A harmless animal to him. Its stumpy tail relaxed, its alert ears fell down, its nose ceased twitching, and its eyes shrunk, now the size of a small grape. It was not the only time it had felt extreme fear as it nibbled on the grass, still shocked from the event. Its mouth opened and closed in a clockwise rotation shape. It dipped its head down as it saw an especially green blade, its mouth opened and chomped on the grass. But it was not the usual chomp that echos from the sweet green food, this time it was a whoosh. A whoosh that sounded nothing at all like the chomping of grass, or the cracking of a bush. A whoosh that was indeed coming toward the innocent rabbit with great speed. An arrow plunged into the earth inches from rabbitÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s nose, slicing the delicious grass blade in clear half. The arrowtip was greatly sharpened, the wood from a strong tree, and the feathers colored in many ways. For a slight second, the rabbit actually admired the work of art, but soon fear replaced this thought. Its eyes grew wide and darted to the left, where it heard the sound. A dark figure was dashing toward it, with anger in itÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s eyes for obviously missing. The small creatureÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s first reaction was to jump to the right and hop as fast as its little legs could carry it. They were little, but they could sure outrun a lot of creatures. It heard the figure curse like crazy as it escaped into the tall grass surrounding several trees. It dared not look behind, afraid an arrow would be rushing toward it, and the last thing he would see was an arrowhead peircing through his eye. The only thing on its mind was to escape. That was it, no matter what it had to escape the attacker. It could hear the figure cursing and cursing, retrieving the arrow from the ground, pulling it on his bow. But the creature was puzzled, it was not even in firing range. How could the figure hit him? Blessed with some assurance, the rabbit slowed its pace as it slowly began to dissapear into the tall grass, where the figure could not spot him. Suddenly though, another whoosh sound soared over it, but it was not like the whoosh of an arrow, it was something different. Before the rabbit could guess, a fire emerged in front of him burning the grass, out of nowhere. As if the grass had suddenly burst into flame. The rabbit quickly pondered his options. With fast eyes, he looked around for an escape route. To the left, there was the end of the tall grass, where the figure could possibly catch out with him. In front of him, a random fire had emerged, so that was obviously not a wise option. The rabbit glanced behind him, and to his horror the mysterious figure had somehow gained incredible speed, arrow ready on the bow, not more than thirty feet away. It glanced to the right, and saw its only option: to go into the woods. It hopped instantly toward its freedom, with the approaching figure not far behind. It would make it, it would escape. To his woe though, a deadly cracking sound came from behind him, the sound of burning logs cracking. Curiousity overtook his fear for a split second as his head flashed around to see the figure. The figure jumped at the rabbit, seeing that it had taken the chance to look at him. In midair, he pulled his small knife from his belt ready to pounce. The rabbit saw in horror the fatal mistake it had made, now it would be death for him. The evil man would boil him in a pot of water and munch on him over supper. Knawning on his bones, scraping off his flesh, chewing it with delight. Ripping off his limbs one by one, crunching into the tasty inside. It looked up to meet its doom, but saw something strange. Everything seemed to go in slow motion in that moment, as all deaths do. The rabbit saw the figureÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s hand glow brightly, and became confused. His hand was on fire. It wondered if the figure had accidently lit his hand, but then why is the figure not moaning in pain? It stared at the hand with curiousity again, as the figure raised two fingers, the index and middle together as if someone had bandaged them in place. All the other digits retreated, and the two that were raised glowed brighter than his others. Suddenly a fierce flame appeared on his two fingers, and the rabbit relised what was happening. This figure could use fire to itÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s command. Nothing like the fear it felt now had he ever felt before. He was going to be burned alive. But out of nowhere a strand of hope sought out the rabbitÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s emotions. The rabbit grasped it, and held it tightly. It said ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¦Ã¢â¬Åyou are going to surviveÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬ÃâÃ

It was a scammer in Dranor bank one day selling a lvl 46 account. I still remember it. As usual, he yelled 'Selling lvl 46 account! pm me'. Well first I reported him and then came up to him to rub in my victory. I informed him he had been reported and was probably going to get banned. He started arguing that account trading was legal, supposively he asked jagex about it and they said it was. I started getting frustrated even more and kept on telling him that he was going to get banned. In his anger he apparently reported me and ran away with only the words 'lol reported noob!!!'. After that I started cutting willows(was going for my 75 wcing goal, now 76) and after about 30 minutes I had to go to dinner. I came back and saw my account had been perm banned for account trading. I quickly informed jagex that they should check the report again. Five minutes later I was unbanned. That's my story.

Hunting = My hunting is also 71 and I greatly enjoy it. I'm sure I will go for that big 80 one day. But I agree, hunting is not dying out. It's just the people who catch three birds and then absolutely hate hunting who say its dying out. There are still determined hunters, I see them everywhere I go trying to reach that 71. I do admit though that once you reach 71 hunting there is really nothing left to do but go for 5 traps at once(lvl 80). Even though less and less people are hunting, it is still a very fun skill with very unique rewards.

Dude. That was hillarious.

-Mogre dance -Wilderness 3 -Borderland