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Good. 6 more people can come, but the story can still go on. Drax Part Two A shadowy figure crept away from the stone circle. It was quiet, sence all the dark magicians had been destroyed by the effect of Part One. Drax was thirsty. In order for him to begin his theiving adventures, he decided, he needed a drink. He snapped his fingers and was in was in the Blue Moon Inn instantly. "Whoa! What's that?" The men and women in the inn backed away. One of the braver men drew his sword. "Who are you and why are you here?" He demanded. "Worthless Guthix scum." Replied Drax and incinerated the man. "You! Bartender! Gimmie a barrel of your finest ale or meet the same fate he did!" Darx jerked a thumb towards the pile of ashes on the floor. "Y-yes, right away." "Better make it quick." While he was waiting, one of the women in the bar ran through the door and called the guards. "Guards, guards! Help, theres a demon! Please help us!" "A demon? Hah. And Evil Bob just materilazied behind me." "Actually..." "What? Noooooooooooooo!" The other guards looked in astonishment as the insolent guard was whisked away by a large cat. "Um... Anyway, we'll check it out." Said one guard. "Please hurry!" The guard hustled inside the Inn to find a scene of destruction. Dead bodies were laying evrywhere, poisioned. An empty barrel of ale lay on the ground, and all that was left of the bartender was a puddle of, well, it looked like ketchup, for a hint. Death follows, wherever he goes. Don't get too close, or he'll cut off your nose. ( :XD: ) Life will perish at his touch. You will hurt, just as much. Enjoy!

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Description: Want to meet people while raising your cooking, prayer, and fighting levels (From most to least, in that order)? Well check this awesome event out! It's free and fun! Date: 2/17/07 Time: 4:00 PST, or midnight GMT, 3:00 in Alaska, you can do the rest. World: 126 Location: The chicken farm above draynor. Y'no, the one with the new farming shop? RSN: Fripplebubby Contact info: Post here.

This is a role-playing thread, and yes, I am copying the other role-playing thread because that thread does not accept any more people. A-day means Armageddon Day, or the end of runescape as we know it. The story does not start on the last day, but will end there. Accepting 5 people! App form to join: name: age: male or female: weapon: race: hometown: occupation: other: An example: name: Dlax age: ? unknown ? male or female: Male weapon: Poisoned Dragon Dagger, Whip, Poisoned Dragon Claws race: Demon hometown: Stone Circle outside Varrock occupation: Theif, Assasain other: Wears ghost robes, very rich Begining of story: %@ A.M., outside Falador "Did'ja see that?" "See what?" "Nevermind. Wait, there it was again!" "I don't see anything." "There, in the bushes!" "Relax. There's nothing. You just need a little sleep that's all." "But I swear I saw something!" "No, you didn't. come on, if we want to get to Falador by lunch, we'd better get moving." "Fine." One of the men suddenly fell to the ground, an arrow in his back. The other stared at him in horror for a few seconds, then ran. The ground in front of him exploded as a spell hit it. Arrows blocked his exit. He knew he had but one option left. "Home teleport!" He quickly chalked his teleportation circle and sat down. Oh, what was the incantation again?!? He fumbled through his pockets for a spellbook. There! "Lumborgodia!" He was lifted into the air. Blue light clouded his vision and he was unable to avoid an arrow. It peirced him through the heart. But then he was gone. His soul ripped in two as half of him respawned im lumbridge, while the other half missed Lumbridge and landed in the center of the Stone Circle. And everyone knows what happens to a human when they bring new world magic smack bang in to old world magic. It rose from the dust, it's eyes blood red. 4 feet tall, the stories said. It saw the world, and good it scorned. Beware saridoman, for Drax is born. Enjoy!

Not my fav... But still pretty good I guess. The fight came a little quick i'd have to say. Also you might want to make it a little more believable (Barely anything in RS is beleivable, but you know what I mean). One more thing, real stories don't have emoticons, and I know you have only one in it, but you shouldn't have that one. Image printing a book with an emoticon in it? ** out of *****

It didn't REALLY capture my interest, but it was OK. The battle was pretty good, but emotional stories really aren't my cup 'o' tea. Or milk. Or soda. Where was I? Oh yeah. So it was alright, but i've seen better out of both of you authors. ** out of *****

That was quite a post about the structure... I don't know how one is supposed to equalize the inequalty of an equal inequalty, equally. :-k About the story, it's OK, better than some, not my favorite story EVER though. I would like more, but please remeber to either capitalize all the Kuns or don't capitalize any of the kuns, but don't make it Kun kun Kun kun please. *** out of *****

It really didn't catch my interst. Plus it was not very original and extremly short, short, short. To tell the truth, i was appaled. Seriously people, that was sad. And the names were lame. Imagine walking up to someone and saying, "Hi, i'm hemk78.". That's how that was. ** out of *****

it was pretty good. Short, obviously, but that's just because it's the first version and all right? I would like to see more, but it is not the MOST intersting story ever. I'd kind of prefer "sweat dripped from his face" than "sweat pored down his face" :-s *** out of *****

This was a story I posted a long time ago, but for your veiwing pleasure, it is brought back! THE OVEN The whistle sounded. ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¦Ã¢â¬ÅChange Guards!ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬ÃâÃ

Yeah. it's all a bunch of lies really, I just wanted to make a story y'no?

This is my story of Runescape history, as you have never heard it before. A dedicated historian, I have separated the truth from the fiction. I am sure this is different than any other retelling of this tale. It all began One Million years ago, when Zamorak was created. Believe it or not, it is true that evil came before anything else. The world as we know it was built from evil. Zamorak created swamps, dungeons and dark forests, and creatures as evil as him to roam them. But he was not happy with all this, so he built more and more. He created humans, who served him as sinister monks in his bloody temples, dragons, who would rule over all other evil creatures. He made deserts; so hot that almost nothing could live. He prided himself in these deserts, because as you may or may not know, deserts are very hard to make. But before long Zamorak got more and more and still more powerful until finally he had found his weakness. All his evil creatures were nice, but he needed companionship. So he created two brothers. He wanted these two to be as evil as him and so put forth much of his power into making them. But he put too much of his power into them, and instead of becoming super-evil, the spell backfired and he created one man who was completely good, and one who was an equal mix of the two. His power was depleted too. So the other two new men rose up and spread good across the land. They could not be rid of the dreadful things that Zamorak had created, because even after losing much of his power creating them, he was still as powerful as them and could prevent it. So instead they made new things. The made dwarves, and squirrels, and other friendly beasts. And they populated the globe with people. They made oceans and fish, forests filled with goodness, rivers, and other things. But many humans soon became adventurers, and specialized in killing animals and other people everywhere. But not all were bad. Some helped others in quests, or had non-combat skills like cooking or woodcutting. The adventurers seemed as if they would make the worldÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s downfall however. They ran through cities slaying men, women, dwarves, gnomes, barbarians, and anyone else unlucky enough to be found near them. SaridomanÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s dwarves and humans were killed. GuthixÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s barbarians and gnomes were killed. ZamorakÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s werewolves and dragons were killed. So, for the first time in history, all three brothers agreed on something. They combined their powers to make a spell more advanced than any thing that they could accomplish on their own, even though they were the most powerful beings. They made it so that when someone or something was killed, it would respawn in a few seconds. This made the populations of the creature permanent. But on accident, this also affected the adventurers. This made them permanent too. And that is how this world came to be.

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updated it will be rs history i guess but i dunoo....

Why thank you. We are working on the third I'm not really sure who the enemy will be in that one and Appen died that'll make it hard... We will still try though :) Glad you enjoyed reading it I enjoyed writing it.

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Chapter one: THE BEGINNING Dwarves were born many many years ago... Long before Humans were even a twinkle in The Creator's (The Dwarf King's) eye. It was a dangerous age that the first Dwarves lived in and it is still hard to belive any survived. Let me take it from the begining of all beginings: The Creator created all things, from the squirrels to the dragons to the humans to the crawling hands. After He had flourished the land with Vampires, Dragons, Werewolves, bats and the like He sat back to admire his work. But something was wrong. These were not good things he created. He decided to push all harmful creatures back into the swamp lands of the east and create a barrier to keep them out thus, the river Salve. He then created the perfect creature: the Dwarf. He set numerous Dwarves about the land and then created all other animal to serve them. But this did not work either. The Dwarves wandered the land, trade-less and were constantly killed by other independant creatures. And the creatures he created to serve Dwarves had no intention of doing that and instead killed them. The Creator was very mad. He tried to destroy the beasts he had created but He found that was the one power he did not have. After he found he could not destroy the evil creatures, he did everything in his power to give dwarves a home. He gave them mining and smithing, he gave them mines and anvils and forges. He gave them pick axes. He guarded their mines against other creatures. He found he could not control the whole world however, as it was too tiresome. So he created Saridoman and Guthix to help him. He gave them most of the godly powers that he had. He had givin them too much power however. They were free of his will and ignored his commands. They did not work evil though. They created many peaceful creatures and beasts and the world was a happy place. The Creator was not happy however. He liked the fact that the world was happy and peaceful, but he was extremly angry at the fact that the two gods could ignore his commands. One day Saridoman and Guthix were bored with the dull un-inteligent creatures that roamed the land. And so they created humans. The humans were intelligent and soon tamed the lesser beasts of Runescape. They created towns and entire kingdoms in their likeness. But Saridoman and Guthix soon became lonely. They decided to try to combine their powers and create a third and all-powerful god brother. They did not ask perission from The Creator of course and so did not know that they had made a dire mistake: They did not know how to make the god good or evil so they skipped that and hoped he would be good and right. He was not. Saridoman and Guthix creation of Zamorak sapped all thier powers. They lay upon a beds of clouds for one week. During that time, Zamorak spread evil about the land. This was the beginning of The God Wars. Chapter two: THE GOD WARS Now these may not be the same wars that you heard about. They may have some parts that you reconize, and others you don't. You may think the whole thing I made up. You would be mistaken. This is how it really happened. When Saridoman and Guthix woke from their slumber they found their new brother, Zamorak, nowhere to be seen. They found their creatures evil and their flocks slain. Zamorak had also introduced Slayer to the beasts and fowl. Cities were in uproar. Saridoman and Guthix tried to restore order but they found their efforts to no avail. They sought out to find their brother. After many a day of searching, they finally located him across the river Salve, mobilizing an army to destroy the rest of the land and reshape it to his liking. Saridoman and Guthix knew they could not fight the army and Zamorak combined so instead they counter-planned. Guthix would not have any part in warring, as being right and just he could not choose which side to fight on. So he went into hiding and was not seen until the war was over. So Saridoman set out to all the large cities. At the time there were only two. Lumbridge and Varrock. So he placed a barrier around those cities so that only a beast wearing Saridoman clothing could enter or leave. Then he enlisted all the good men from those cities and other samaller un-protected towns. The war was beginning. Now Saridoman knew that beasts alone could not defeat Zamorak, and it would be he in the end that fought him. But he also knew his army would help him on his quest. He, as had his brother, had created thousands upon thousands of troops to help him. The Creator could sense that their was a disturbence on Runescape and so he went down from his kingdom of clouds to see what it was. He was shocked and horrified when he saw the two armies and Zamorak. He went to Guthix. Who is this third god? He asked. So Guthix related all that had happened to him. The Creator was very angry. First, he cursed Guthix for having part in making Zamorak by making it so Guthix could not take any part in fighting or wars and made him right and just so he could not do anything exept what was good. The Crwator knew Saridoman was already good, and he would save his punishment for later. Then he created millions of powerful dwarves to destroy the two armies. The dwarves made quick work of their oppenents because it was 100 to 1 in each battle. The dwarves pured into the land, defeating every non-dwarf in their path. Saridoman and Zamorak knew that they could not face off against millions of dwarves so the fled from Runescape for a time. After the war was over, The Creator and Guthix created all the beasts and creatures that had roamed the land before the war. They did not know what to do with all the dwarves though. At the time there was only one world so you can only imagine how crowded it was. That was when The Creator invented multiple worlds. He made one hundred though he planned to make more later. He made beasts and creatures for each world and spread the dwarves about them. There were still many many dwarves. So the Creator made Dwarftopia, an underground city for dwarves. It is located in one of the worlds (I can't tell you which it's a secret) and houses over 3 million dwarves. Remember, these dwarves could kill any armies in Runescape! Do not attempt to take over the world as you would soon be killed by this dwarf army! But more to the point, Dwarves in Dwarftopia never come to the surface. It is rare for a dwarf to ever come above the surface except at the Dwarven Mines above Falador. Now Saridoman and Zamorak eventually came back, as they could not hide forever. The Creator cursed them by making Saridoman color be blue, which is the weakest color, and Zamorak's color be red, the cursed color. Guthix's color was green. Chapter three: the story, CONTINUED! After the horrible god wars were over beasts and creatures multiplied about the land and once again the times were peaceful. Peaceful at least until the Adventurers Uprising. This is how it happened. It was a warm spring day and the birds were singing and everything was peaceful and happy. Saridoman was very fond of these types of days and decided to go to Runescape in the form of a human to see what trouble he could stir up. He decided on Falador and went there. Upon entering, he was struck with horror and disgust. Men fighting in the streets, muggers attacking right and left while bank guards pickpocketed locals and houses aflame created a smaokey amphosphere that clouded even the most jaded somke blower's eyes. Saridoman chose the name Sammy as that was as close to his real name as he could think of. "Come friend!" A citizen told him, "Come to the meeting in which we plot against Saridoman in the Great Uprising!" "Sammy" was so surprised he lashed out and killed the man. "I must put a stop to this!" He thought. He hurried to the meeting where a short little man was running the forum. "Quiet down now, quiet!" The man began "We are all here today to find out how we could wreak our revenge against Saridoman, we are. Any suggestions, suggestions?" "What has Saridoman done to you" Saridoman piped up. "He tore me leg off!" "He killed my children!" "He stole my ship!" "He burned our crops and salted our feilds!" "HE DID?" "No, but are we going to wait around until he does?" "Quiet, all of you, you!" The samll man shouted over the fray, "All mighty Zamorak has told us that that he was the one who did it, we all know that. Zamorak says Saridoman is the blame for all our troubles! But how will we find him?" "Look," Sammy chirped, "Zamorak is bad! He did all these things and put the blame on Saridoman! Have any of you actually seen Saridoman?" "NO! BUT WE HATE HIM!" Someone yelled. "You, how could Saridoman could have tore your leg off you without you seeing him?" Sammy said. "Well ya see, he was in the shape of A... A... A mugger! Yeah thats it!" He replied. "AND WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF YOU SAW SARIDOMAN?" Screamed the small man. "Kill him!" Came the yell from every man except Sammy. "You want to see saridoman do ya?" Sammy said, "Well take an eyeful a this ya lousy Zamorakians!" Saridoman rose to full stregnth and height, weilding a deadly staff in one hand and a large sword in the other. The men ran and hid. They did not know that Saridoman could not fight. And that is how Saridoman grew to hate his brother, Zamorak. Chapter four: The deaths of Saridoman and Zamorak As I related in the last chapter, Zamorak made the people of Runescape hate Saridoman by making them think Saridoman was the cause for all their troubles. Saridomans growing hate for Zamorak enlarged each day until Saridoman could not take it any more. He went to The Creator. "Father, I hate Zamorak with all my strength and I can't take it anymore! Please give me a weapon and allow me to fight Zamorak." Saridoman pleaded. The Creator was wise and also knew Zamorak needed to be killed. Sence he could not do it, why not Saridoman? And if Saridoman died also, it would be an added bonus. So He granted Saridoman's wish and created for him a rune battleaxe. It was the first rune weapon ever. Soon after Saridoman had left, Zamorak came in. "Please father!" He begged, "Saridoman is trying to find me and kill me! Please give me a weapon to defend myself with!" The Creator agreed and gave him a dragon battleaxe. It was the first dragon weapon also. Then The Creator went to Guthix. "Son," He said, "you must destroy Saridoman and Zamorak, or whoever is left after they fight. You are already a master in normal magic, so I give you Ancient Magic to desttroy them. Introduce ancient magic to the beasts of Runescpae too. Now go!" Guthix hurried off. Meanwhile Saridoman had found Zamorak. "You have wronged me for too long brother! Prepare to face your death." Saridoman yelled as he rushed him, swinging his deadly battleaxe. "Ha!" Zamorak sneered, "You can't fight remember?" A large gash that Saridoman issued with his mighty weapon pushed that thought out of his mind. The two brothers fought with all their stregnth, neither giving way. But soon it was clear that The Creator had givin Zamorak a better weapon though and Saridoman was slain. Zamorak lay panting with a pool of his brother's blood surrounding him. Then Guthix arrived. "Sorry brother," Guthix began, "But you must also die." Guthix created a block of ice to incase Zamorak and then smashed him to bits using his mighty sword, Galton. Guthix returned to The Creator. "The deed is done" He said solemnly to his father. The Creator then made another pair of gods named Saridoman and Zamorak. These two were less powerful and he could control them. Before he could make Zamorak good, he slipped away. Saridoman was still normal Saridoman though. Zamorak gathered followers and hid. He is still gaining strength to this day in hopes of someday defeating The Creator. To be continued!

MADE BY MULTIPLE AUTHORS I BEING ONE OF THEM The whistle sounded. ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¦Ã¢â¬ÅChange Guards!ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬ÃâÃ

I will begin my story by telling who I am, or was. I was a simple smither (lvl 65) living and working in lumbridge. Did you ever wonder who made the axes for Bob's axes? That was me. One day I was working on an order of steel axes for Bob when a letter arrived. The parchment was in ill condition and faded, as if it had traveled a long way in the heat. I would have read the letter at that very moment, except for one problem. I couldn't read. I set off for Bob's axes to see if he could read it for me. When I arrived, Bob said, "Have you finished those axes yet?" "Not yet," I replied, "I came to see if you could read this letter for me." "Most certainly," Said Bob, "Hand it over!" I handed the parchment to Bob and he began to read the letter. The letter read: To mister Fripple Bubby, The desert is under attack. Troops have poured in from all over the world and are attempting to control the desert for their own selfish purposes. It has come to our (the desert soldiers assisted by the Burthorpe soldiers) attention that you are in the business of making weaponry. If you could supply the troops with steel or better weapons you will be spared from the onslaught of the invaders. We could protect you. If you disagree, you will be killed. If we get permission from the King of Varrock, his troops and smiths will assist us as well. Please send letter in reply. Sincerly, Anymous End chapter

It started as a normal day. Drezel woke up, prayed, washed his weapon (a saridoman staff), prayed, buried the daily shipment of bones, prayed, and sat down to read The Holy Saridoman Book while waiting to assist adventurers on their voyages to Morytania and guard the temple from any inhabitents of Morytania who wanted to get in. It was 10 to Rune and drezel was getting hungry. He decided to let his trust-worthy assistent, Fripplebubby, guard the temple while he went in search of food. He found some rich travelers who gladly offered food and wine for him and Fripplebubby. When he got back to the temple, he found the temple guardian slayed. "Oh no!" He thought, "Where is Fripplebubby?" He hurried past the gate, past the well, and throught the second gate. There was Fripplebubby with a Dragon Spear through his heart along with a horde of vampires, werewolves and such ready to storm their way into the Holy Land. Drezel didn't even had time to utter the smallest wind strike before he was killed. Through the temple went the monsters with plenty more following in their wake. TO BE CONTUNIUED