Sir_Squab

29898 blawrg. just assume the foreign spelled-out number is the one it's supposed to be. Vingt-neuf mille huit cent quatre-vingt dix-huit. Twenty nine thousand, eight hundred, four score and eighteen.

I'll be generous and assume that Jagex can detect bots within six-nines accuracy (that is to say, 99.999999%). However, that, by no stretch of the imagination, will ever guarantee that no false positives are in the system. Not just that, but it's been the case that, with whatever technological detection or prevention scheme that's come their way, the bots have found a way to crack it. I don't see this software being any different. I'd also submit, from a programmer's perspective, it's risky to make hard and fast assumptions about a certain area, skill, or type of activity. Are there nothing but bots in the Fishing Guild, Living Rocks, Mining Guild, or Piscatoris? There's a damn high probability of them, for sure. Nothing but? Not likely. Is it feasible that a human player could behave in a similar manner as a script? You betcha. I can't just walk into an area with no one talking and their names scrambled and say, "Yep, they're all bots." What if they're sweatshop workers, as unfortunate as that may be? Here's the original quote. Not sure how X3EN messed it up so much, especially since it was the post before his.

Sorry, I always got the impression people did box staking because it took out all the variables and (between maxed players) became essentially a very slow coin toss?

Banned for not being a filthy enough harpie.

Granted. However drinking it every day causes you to grow younger, and since you drink it every day you eventually turn into an eternal baby.

Vingt-neuf mille neuf cent et cinq.

Harpy love. Not optional, required.

The economy for most of the world is fine, but you're horribly in dept and are probably about to have half your possessions repossessed. I wish I had sword fighting skills.

Fired from the bookstore for not reading discworld. My last post makes a lot more sense when you think about a disc on top of 4 elephants on top of an even bigger turtle flying through space.

You get destroyed when you fire your glass cannon - the cannon shatters from the blast and you get impaled by glass shards.

Banned for having a staring contest with a gorgon.

You crash your spaceship into the sun, causing a super nova. What a way to go.

Fired from the Unseen University for trying to teach students.

Banned for looking back to make sure she's with you.

Granted. You have a unibrow instead. I wish I had ALL THE LADIES.

You ripped apart and eaten by a giant Velociraptor leading a pack of miniature T Rexes.

Banned because Judgment is fking awesome.

Granted. But now you think he's a horrible little man who killed his father and nephew. I wish I had an indestructible robot that would follow my commands, to the spirit of that which I ask for.

I like my games to be slightly easier then that. Pancakes.

Wish granted. Now you're dead because your brain was eaten. I wish I had nun-chuck skills and computer hacking skills.

Fired from the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen for being too ordinary.

Banned for living in an alternate universe.

Have you played I wanna be the guy? I played it for a bit and literally died every 10 seconds. (On average.)

Banned because the cold war is over, and I told you this already.

You're fired from the rednecks group because you are clearly educated.