Well let's start off shall we?

[b]ZOMG LEVEL 100![/b]

Wel, I'm level 111 now I'm typing this, but I need to be a stereotype and attentionwhore for the fact I've hit a triple digit level. Which ironically was also my 3rd level with 3rd job. Anyways, the level up was one of the silliest ever, orbis exchange quest. Afterwards I joined MrHankey on his 120 on crog.

[b]Scrolling[/b]
I have acceptable items! Well, I'm still busy on the casa project which I'll write about later. Currently I have a 109/2 marine raven, 27/3 ades, 12/1 shoes and 8 dex earrings to accompany my cape/gloves. They'll all be upgraded eventually, but first the:

[b]Casa project[/b]
eMS has papulatus now, yay a boss! It's a pretty fun distraction from training, expensive distraction though. I dc'd on my first run, which was very annoying because it was the DK's 2nd. And as a not hp-washing archer ([i]MTSplz[/i]) I need hb or I'll die by a bomb/body touch. Ironically I and the DK where the only survivors on the 2nd run.

http://img160.imageshack.us/img160/2008/papufq9.png

No drops though.

Well anyway, I don't think anyone needs to be told that the clock boss, which I wil now refer to as Daemon Chime or DC, drops casa crows, but I'll say it anyway.

It drops casa crows, the level 90 crossbow.

Well with my marvelous 75 base str ([i]way too much[/i]) I only need a 9 str cape to equip it, which would be below 20m. Now, the problem is that DC doesn't enjoy dropping casas, and when it does people sell it for 50m or more, flippin' 50+ for a crossbow, hacker support anyone? Anyways, accepting donations; mesos, 30/60 scrolls and casa crows. What? I'm poor I only have 85m ._.

[b]Sniperishness advanced![/b]

This is basically a sequel to: http://www.mmotales.com/blog/25166/0/Maple-Story-Among_others_IMAH_SNIPAH_FTW111.html

I gots some levels, some both more sp and more experience so evaluating time!

My current set is like:

[i]30 strafe[/i]
[i]20 MB[/i]
[i]30 AE[/i]
[i]21 blizzard[/i]
[i]9 puppet[/i]
[i]14 eagle[/i]

[i]Impressions:[/i]

[b]Strafe[/b], it's not faster. Tested. But still yay dmg, can't imagine using doubleshot. I was messing around at 2nd job training grounds and watched some ranger using doubleshot. Deja vu!
[b]Mortal Blow[/b], OK, MB exists. I maxed it when I started noticing it. It's plain AWESOME! Seriously it allows you to play much more on the offense instead of running all the time. This is generally handy on those 1 on 1 situations, it's a potionwaste with aggro'd mobs. But for 1 on 1, just kb the monster and fire a blizzard. No need to run, use mb!
[b]AE[/b], only new discovery to this one is that it's hitbox is useful for attacking monsters while moving away from them... Pretty straightforward skill really, but I still use iron arrow a lot because of it's horizontal hitbox going so much further.
[b]Blizzard[/b], Perfect, trying to minimize the usage of it to maximize my damage output and it's working. I need 1 blizzard for a gig viking, which is pretty much the strongest freezable monster I train on.
[b]Puppet[/b] is still just sheer awesomeness, I have give it a name now! Which I am not telling for [i]mysterious[/i] reasons! Puppet works great with blizzard, especially at gig vikings where you need 3 blizzards for 2 gigs, and even more as the mob becomes bigger. You just blizzard -> ia -> puppet where they can't hit it and enjoy mobbing.
[b]Eagle[/b], It's only level 14, so it's stun % isn't even 90 yet, but man does it help on not freezable monsters. When I get this baby to a better level GPW's will get affordable to train on. Yay Eagle!

And now I lost motivation to type. (Click here to read more)

Wassup.

Um, I'm new to mmo so I'm writing this blog thing to explain and announce I am new to mmotales which is why I'm typing this blog for you to see I'm new to mmotales. This blog ended up being really long but you'd better read it, because you clicked on this blog and I'm never going to let you out, because I've got a hammer and I know where your head is and I know how to swing a hammer and how a head is gonna crack from the swing of a hammer.

Yarly.

Well since this thread is related to Maplestory, let me tell you one thing that idiots on Maple really turn things down. I mean you've got these 18 year olds who type with proper grammar and have manners and everything, and then you have the young adolescent 10 year olds who don't always see the proper side of things and don't understand things as easily.

No no, don't get me wrong, I'm not stereotyping. But it seems as if the majority of young kids these days are influenced by the media, and society is doing nothing about it. Like Britney Spears, do you think she's a good role model? Look at her sister, Jamie Spears. Look at what you've done, Brit.

Yah, I'm pointing this out because just today I was KPQing with my freshly made archer. Even though 2x exp was on I was too lazy to train so I went hunting for a KPQ instead. Biggest mistake I've ever made.

I play on a laptop, and not to show off or anything, but I think I can click pretty fast. So I hunt around for a track, find one, and get together a party. One of these guys, a level 27 sin, whom I will refer to from now on as xxnarutoxninja13513511111xx1e, says, "leder u hav ac?"

I tell him no and he says "go donlode one now google it eesy we mite mis if u dun!"

Okay, first of all, I'm not going to bother with his grammatical errors.

Secondly, who the hell cares about autoclickers? Besides which, I'm pretty sure ac's have been patched for a while now.

Then, xxnarutoxninja13513511111xx1e says, "omg u fking noob u suk ass!" Then he leaves the party and defames me, so I have something to always cherish this moment by. Yay.

My track was at bonus stage so I rush to channel 1 and invite another sin, level 28, who I will refer to as xxsasukexninjax13566662226969696x.

I'm going to give you 1 guess as to what he says when he joins.

Give up?

No?

Well you might as well, this question is impossible, after all.

Really?

Are you this stubborn?

Or is it a sign of perseverance?

I think you should really give up now.

It's highly unlikely you will answer this question correctly.

So.

I'm going to save you time and.

Tell you the answer.

ANYWAY, he says "leadr do u have ac?!!"

Wow, your guess was probably really off, right?

Come on, be honest.

Okay, lol well at this point I'm just at the annoyed level, I tell him no and he leaves the party and defames me yet again. So now I have 2 defames for me to remember and cherish this moment by. Yippee.

Obviously, I was tired of playing "the nice guy" and retaliated by defaming him back.

He gives me an f5, I give him nothing.

Five minutes later, his fellow guildies, from the guild aznxnarutoxninja3531251, all defame me.

So in the end, I get 7 defames. Woot.

If you think that isn't as bad as you think, well, you've obviously never done a KPQ because that's where all the idiots breed.

I'm not hating on the anime/manga Naruto, nor am I stereotyping sins, because it seems these days that's all these kids ever watch are cartoons with violence and referances as to being ninjas.

And if you haven't realized that sins which can jump and throw stars is the closest thing to resembling a ninja, well, I think you might have skipped a couple years at school, buddy.

I'm just jockin on ya.

Yeah, that's all I've gotta say.

This came out as one hell of a long blog. @____@;

Every person who enjoys reading this blog encourages and supports me in the act of suppressing, destroying, and burning all idiots.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, and good night! (Click here to read more)

[b]AXiS OF EKiL: 03[/b]

[header]Omg, Axis of Ekil, number three is out already?!!?omghaxban!!11[/header]

[b]iSPADE:[/b] We're already introducing addition number 3 to our series, so get ready!
[b]iPod:[/b] And in this, we have a new awesome animation feature!
[b]iSPADE:[/b] Uhm, I thought we agreed not to do that.
[b]iPod:[/b] Oh cmon. Humph, you never let us add anything [i]really[/i] interesting.
[b]iSPADE:[/b] wowfeggtfo

[header]Status of the two most popular guys in the world.[/header]

[b]iPod:[/b] Don't you mean "Status of the three most popular guys in the world?" I count as two, you count as one.
[b]iSPADE:[/b] Nah. "Two most popular guys" means me because I count for two awesome papelz.
[b]iPod:[/b] Omg, that's just hax.
[b]iSPADE:[/b] You know what? Your [i]face[/i] is a hax.

[b]iSPADE:[/b]
[b]Listening:[/b] My A.C blowing against my face.
[b]Eating:[/b] Nothing.
[b]Playing:[/b] THE STORY FUL OF MAPL3Z
[b]Drinking:[/b] Some milk.
[b]Watching:[/b] This darned computer screen.

[b]iPod:[/b]
[b]Listening:[/b] Ozone CD
[b]Eating:[/b] A Jollyrancher.
[b]Playing:[/b] The game of evil made by the company of evil.
[b]Drinking:[/b] Water. H20.
[b]Watching:[/b] Videos on YouTube

[header]I believe this is the part where you sit on your ass and REED.[/header]

[b]iPod:[/b] [i]SPADE STOP SPELLING THING WRONG IN THE HEADERS! AUGH!!!![/i] *smacks*
[b]iSPADE:[/b] I always thought reed was spelled that way. . .
[b]iPod:[/b] Sorry bout that Spade, my Grammar Nazi conscience took over.
[b]iSPADE:[/b] It's okay. I'm immune to the stopid papelz.
[b]iPod:[/b] Pfft, yeah right.

[b]iSPADE:[/b]

[b]MapleStory:[/b] I am being uber pwnage right now. I have leveled up to 36, and I
have created a guild called "UnitedPwn", and addition to that, I expanded it twice and
added an emblem! The guild was funded by my ridiculously rich friend, who's also sweet
and cool. I plan on CPQing until I'm level 40, then going for Ludi and Maze pq.

[b]iPod:[/b]

[b]The Game Of Evil that rhymes with NapleStory:[/b] Heh, you'll never figure this one out!
Anyways, on "Naple" today I really grinded. I grinded from 2:30-3:30 at gryphons (30-42%),
but then got bored. Then, at 4, when the [i]awesome[/i] [b]uber[/b] [i]crazy[/i] [b][i]2x EXP EVENT[/i][/b]
started, I resolved to grind for at least an half a hour at gryphons. I turned on the sound and
for the first time heard the crazy soundtrack of Krakian Forest. Really weird, but with a whirl
to it that kept me going. I multitasked; Talking with my friends while at the same time fighting
off a mob of gryphons from overwhelming me. Before I knew it, a whole [i]hour[/i] was up, and I
was left with a fricking [b]72%!!![/b] I have never achieved a % rate of that in my 60's. It's a first.
Now I see why people like 2x exp cards so much.

[b]This is RANDOM![/ b]

[b]No...[/b]

[b]This...[/b]

[b]Is...[/b]

[b]C--[/b]

[i]*Pang![/i]

Sorry, we had to hit him on the head with a frying pan. Otherwise he would've revealed a secret!
[b]iSPADE:[/b] O-Ow. . .

[b]iSPADE:[/b] My mini-blog was better than yours.
[b]iPod:[/b] No it wasn't. Mine was in more detail, and was actually interesting.
[b]iSPADE:[/b] Too bad.
[b]iPod:[/b] What kind of response is that?
[b]iSPADE:[/b] Too bad.
[b]iPod:[/b] Stop that!
[b]iSPADE:[/b] Too bad.
[b]iPod:[/b] If you say 'Too bad' again that means you're a doofus.
[b]iSPADE:[/b] . . .
[b]iPod:[/b] Ha! Beat that!
[b]iSPADE:[/b] Too bad.
[b]iPod:[/b] *Uses hidden stun gun to zap Spade*
[b]iSPADE:[/b] Too bad.


[header]Other etc. stuff you'll probably never want to hear about in your life![/header]

[b]iPod:[/b] What are you talking about?! Of course they want to hear about this stuff.
[b]iSPADE:[/b] Nah, it's really boring Pod, trust me.
[b]iPod:[/b] No you!
[b]iSPADE:[/b] verysurprisedsadface o:>


[header]Other etc. stuff you haff to reed or we'll slit your throat! (That or shoot you with our Roflcopters.)[/header]

Because many of you like MapleStory, I uploaded a video about it. Only a PvP featured
video! And it's not carnival or kill monsters before the opponent. It's actual PVP!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x98_M4ERoGY


Ever wondered what it felt like to be a GM in maplestory? "THA LIFE OF A GM" explains
all that in this video! Just watch. . . It's funny [i]and[/i] disturbing at the same time. . .

http://youtube.com/watch?v=2vCTwwZNqYk


[b]Wii Sports[/b]

[b]Graphics:[/b] 8/10
[b]Gameplay:[/b] 7/10
[b]Replay Value:[/b] 8/10

[b]Review:[/b] Wii Sports is a pretty nice game, filled with plenty of minigames to choose
from. It comes [i]free[/i] with the Wii in North America, so cost isn't really a hassle. It's
really popular [i]*cough* because you have to get it when you buy your Wii *cough*.[/i]
Of course, Wii Sports is pretty good exercise. With an interactive controller that lets you
move around, it is a great representation of the real thing. Of course, video games aren't
the same as the real thing. Wii Sports is very simple, which is good and bad. The good is
that it makes it easy to grasp the controls and gameplay. The bad is that it might be too
simple, too oversimplified. Though this is a good game, I have to point out that the
interactive controls aren't exactly the best. The Wii is the first interactive game console
that doesn't rely purely on buttons and switches, but also movement. However,
sometimes the control goes a bit...wrong. The cursor doesn't go where you want it to,
you don't hit your virtual opposing boxer in the place you meant to, and a few others.
But without doubt, this still is a moderately good game. I would recommend it, and if you
get it in North America, you will be following this recommendation. Also, this game review
is better than iSpade's.

[b]Super Paper Mario[/b]

[b]Graphics:[/b] 9/10
[b]Gameplay:[/b] 10/10
[b]Replay Value:[/b] 6/10

[b]Review:[/b] Super Paper Mario is the third installment of the Paper Mario series. Being
a rabbid fan of the mustachioed hero he is today, I immediately went out and bought it
to add it to my "MARIO AWSMNEZZZ11!!Q" collection. As soon as I grasped the controls,
I [i]loved[/i] it. You hold the Wii Remote sideways, like an old styled NES Mario game. You
move sideways like the classics, but there are many things that differentiate the two. One,
pressing the "A" button flips the world into a 3D view, but only for a limited amount of time.
You must flip into this world to find clues, hints, and easter eggs that are hidden throughout
the game. Second, you can use items such as the mushroom, to heal yourself, or battle items
such as the "pow block", which damage foes within the screen. Intricate boss battles were
cleverly designed, and it isn't mindless hammer bashing, so it's basically about finding out their
weakness, and striking it from there on. Third, you get sidekicks called "pixls" that give you a unique
power, such as using the "hammer", "blowing things up," and "going super fast". Did I ever
mention that you can switch between characters such as Mario to Luigi to Peach to Bowsah?
It may seem that all these things might trick you into thinking this might overwhelm you, but it
is in fact an easy game to grasp.

I should probably say something negative about this review, seeing this [i]is[/i] a review. Well,
once you beat Super Paper Mario, there is really nothing else to play. The game gets boring,
and the fun of the game drops to practically nothing. You'll most likely never touch that game
on your shelf again once you're done with it. Also, there are some parts in the game that get
REALLY REALLY annoying, such as going through all the ENDLESS cloud stages, finding yourself
around Count Bleck's castle, and walking through the white empty void for 10 minutes.

All in all, Super Paper Mario is an excellent game to play, and if you don't have it , I
suggest you go out and fix that right now.


[b]iPod brings up and issue![/b]

Have you guys noticed that I changed my sig? I have changed it from:
[b]~ipod123432[/b]
[i]to[/i]
[b]~Pod[/b]
[i]and recently to[/i]
[b][i]~Podeuro[/i][/b]

Why? Because adding euro to the end increases its value! The euro value is rising, and so will my sig! That, and Creed.

I'm not a fickle person like iPod, so I only changed my sig twice since I joined here.
From ♠
to [♠]

[b]That concludes today's installment of our series! Tune in next time for further adventures of. . .[/b]

Axisball [b]ZEEEEEEEEE.[/b]

[♠] + ~Podeuro
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Well, since no one seems to enjoy rules anymore, I might as well bask in that glory with a little awesome thing known as a blog.

To start off, thank god, the semester is finally over! Even though I start another semester in just a few short weeks, college has been tough! (Especially Japanese, which I scraped by with a 64%. >_> Nihongo wa honto ni muzukashii desu ne..)
But, I guess the real reason I'm here is the fact that I'm a little depressed.
My husband shipped off for basic training for the Air Force last Monday, and I've been missing him horribly. I guess you really don't know how much you miss having someone around till they're gone. But then, to make matters worse, I hear from Sergent Peters (his recruiter) that he won't have 2 weeks break after 6 weeks of basic. He'll go directly into tech school, so I can't even go visit him (which means buying an airplane ticket, which I can't even afford at the moment), until about 11 weeks from now.

But I do have a very long story to tell you, from before he left. To continue from where I left off, the straw that broke the camel's back on Phantasy Star Universe was the fact that we couldn't find a needle cannon (one of the rarest items in the game). The system on drop distribution was retarded to start, with it relying on every party member's luck, then the rarity of the map, then a very small percentage at that. That, combined with the constant glitches and rollbacks, leading us to be months behind the Japanese servers.
So, one day, Mikuru just said, "Let's just stop playing. Let's find something new, I'm done with this." So we did. We liquefied all our assets, and played one last time for old time's sake, and guess what we found.. a needle cannon. We both laughed so hard, but it added quite a bit to our total selling profit. We were both kind've disappointed, however, at the fact that with the 360 version of this game, you couldn't transfer the characters to other people, just items.
It wasn't the fact that we were losing money by just closing our accounts and deleting our characters. It was the fact that our characters couldn't live on, even in someone else's hands. All those hours and memories, were boiled down to a single monetary number, which we ended up selling for about $780.

So, after that, we had the very easy task of finding another MMO to play together. Simply put, there was only one other MMORPG available on the 360. FFXI. So, we both bought copies, along with some other college friends, and that weekend was epic. There we were, all 8 of us, with 8 XBOX 360s scatted across the room, in a very tiny dorm room, wondering how many power strips we could daisy chain before we burned down the building. One friend was even set up on the top bunk of the bunkbeds, while another had set up his stuff ontop of the fridgette. We had all installed the game earlier in the day, since with the updates and installs, it took over 7 hours each. (This situation reminded me of that South Park episode. >_>)

It was amazing. We all started our boxes at the count of 3, and to hear the whirs and clicks of boxes starting, the bright lights from the televisions dancing across the dark walls, and then the xbox logo, it's low bass echoing throughout the room in unison was simply epic.
We started playing on Friday night, armed with Dr. K soda and tortilla chips, and began as follows:
I was a white mage tarutaru, simply because as everyone knows, I am always the FS healer in most games, or a thief type. Mikuru ended up being a galkan warrior, because no one else wanted to be a warrior. Joe and Dave became black mages, although Joe was a hume and Dave a tarutaru. Jasmine became a mithra red mage (but ended up changing later because she said 'she didn't like being naked'), Cody was a elvan monk, August was a hume thief, and Ben was another elvan monk.

We all began in San D'Oria, on the server of Ragnarok, because we hadn't heard from our online friend where he wanted us to start, so we all just started there. There were some epic moments, like when we tried to invade the orc camp and the grunt, and me being the white mage, saw our warrior tanker die, instinctively.. well, booked it and left everyone there. Since we were about 5 levels up in our dungeon, I was the only one to survive our inital wave of death, hearing everyone complain about their exp loss, but then suddenly, everyone was crowded around my television, cheering me on to make it out alive. I ran and ran, gradually leading a train of orcs back to the entrance. I was so close! My little tarutaru legs were waddling as fast as they could, but I died just as I was almost to the teleporter. Everyone in unison gave an 'aww..' and I received a round of pats on the back and good trys.

We played solid till about Saturday evening, when we had all gotten sick of chips, and the soda was running dry. Joe, Mikuru and I decided to make a run to McDonald's, which was about half a mile away. We all piled into [url=http://www.buickpartsdirectory.com/coupe/formal_coupe008_small.jpg]Mike's car[/url] and drove off. Once we got there, we pulled up to the drive-through and we were greeted with the casual "Welcome to McDonald's, what's your order?"
Mike leaned out the window and said, in absolute calm seriousness, "I'd like 20 McChickens and a bag of fries."
She repeated the order, as though she had misheard, "2 McChickens and a large fry?"
"No. TWENTY McChickens and a bag of fries. You know, like a whole bag."

There was a pause, and some mumbling in the background. I heard an "Are they serious?" and other random mumbles, but after about a minute and a half, she came back to the window.

"Okay. So 20 McChickens and a bag of fries. That'll be $32.90. Pull around to the-" She stopped herself short, and changed her sentence. "You should probably park and come inside, you'll need a few arms."

I lawl'd. Epic.

So, that mission was sucessful, and we returned to the dorms, triumphant, with enough food to last us until Sunday! Things from there were pretty uneventful, we continued to play until about Sunday afternoon, when we all disbanded to actually be college students and finish our homework, cramming for any Monday assignments.

For me, that meant my love was leaving in just a week. I wanted to make it last longer! But it went by in a breeze, we went to see Iron Man on opening day, which we thought that the part after the credits were disappointing. We went to the city's festival for a few days, which was really fun, and I had some of the best funnel cake ever.

But, finally, in just a few short days, it was over. The time was last Monday, at about 6 in the morning. I couldn't sleep the night before, so I just lied there until the alarm went off. Mike stumbled out of bed, I could tell he was tired though. The whole morning, up until Sergent Peters picked him up, was a depressing haze.
It was raining out, so it wasn't a cheery mood to wish him off in. We packed up his stuff, and then he smiled and kissed my forehead, "You gonna be okay, kiddo?" (He always called me kiddo, since he's 23, a little more than 4 years older than me.) I guess he could tell I had been crying and I knew my eyes were red. "Yeah.." I mumbled, sniffling, as he grabbed my hand and led me outside, so we could go walk over to Sergent Peter's car, since she was going to drive him over to the recruiting station with all the other newbies.

So, we stood outside the car, and he held me close and kept that strong smile of his, even though I knew he was sad inside too. Unfortunately, I am not nearly as strong as he is. I cried in his arms as he whispered in my ear, "I love you so much, babe. I miss you already, but I promise you, when I get out of this, I'm going to make you the happiest woman in the world." His hand gently brushed under my chin, leading my face up to his, my tears now mixing with the rain in a moment that I wished could last forever. He kissed me, with more love and passion then I had ever expected from him, my eyes closing tight, just praying that I could hold on just a little longer. "I love you." I whispered just after he broke the kiss, and he just smiled, and let go. He climbed into the car and I waved, choking back tears again. Why does love do that to you? You think you're over it, that you'll be strong, but then that special person says one thing or gives you that one look, and your knees are weak again.

The walk back to my room was the longest ever, the drizzle feeling colder than it had ever been. My feet dragged over the sidewalk, sobbing once I was out of sight. I miss him so much.

~Mip

([url=http://media.putfile.com/DuDiDuWa-lalala]Moosics for you.[/url])
([url=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/chinkingurl/DSCF6718.jpg]Mikuru and I.[/url]

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So I finally leveled to 60 last weekend, after almost a WEEK of no playing! *gasp*

Can't wait to get to 3rd job. >.>
Lmpq is finally taking its toll on me. Whenever I enter a classroom I think, 'wheres da center portal???'

Ahh bell rang. g2gs byyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy ahhahaahhaaa (Click here to read more)

Todays modern world is very different from way back when. All the years way before kids started playing their poke a mon and using liquid soap. Back in the day, we did what the kids do back in the day. Play soccer and kick people's garden gnomes. We didn't have any fancy things such as [b]Cabal[/b], no we had radios and-

[i]Rain! You mispelled cabel![/i]

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What the heck do you mean I mispelled cabel?! I spelled it right! C-A-B-A-L! Oh wait. . . Dang. But Cabal brings me to my next subject, Cabal Online. I downloaded the game last Friday for unknown reasons and. . . Wait, how can I blog without any music?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sqa2yctcAEM

There we go. Now enjoy that and someone will get a cookie for guessing the correct name of this song. Well it's a remix but you get the idea. Anyways I downloaded the game and made an account. Other way around really. Now after I logged in (No background music. What the hell?) and found two servers, Mercury and Venus. I chose Mercury because I didn't like going to servers that's Hot (Although Mercury is Hot now) and went to the character creation screen. Also, six free characters slots ftw. I selected a Warrior, why? I -beep- love big axe swords. I changed the hair color to a tan like color and entered. . .

[b][center]Bloody Ice[/center][/b]

The place was cold and the graphics weren't that bad. I got my warrior up to level 6 doing quests and -beep-.

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Two days later. (Sunday)

I got to level 15 or so. Just by doing quests and not grinding.:) OK I decided "what the hell, why not make a character in Venus?" and I did. Force Shielder, why? I dunno, because I'm a warrior/rogue type person. So I thought, "Why not make a Blader or Force Blader?" but I decided to become a warrior because I like being a warrior more than rogue.

[i]That's a big fat lie Rain![/i]

Ignore the voice in the background. Anyways to this day DarkLeo92 is still just level 5 on Venus. Add him if you want. I play on Mercury as FireLeo86. Also I'm at level 27 as of today and I only played for five days. But I only have 300+k and I knew I should've sold my Chaos Lamps. Now I'll stop this blog short on Cabal because I don't want to waste your time with every detail of the game. Now onto other crap!

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[header]Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Darkness[/header]

Who likes that game? I like that game. I bought it. . . four weeks ago and it took my that long to beat both the game and post story line. Yay. I have a short quiz for you people here. Don't worry it isn't anything stupid. It just decides which Pokemon you are.

Q-You have to move a heavy suitcase. What will you do?

A- Carry it by myself.
Ask someone to help.
Make someone else do it!

Q: A fortune-teller says that you have a bad future ahead of you. How do you react?

A: Worry about it!
Forget about it.


Q: Can you strike up conversations with new people easily?

A: Yes!
No.

Q: Someone who works at a store suggests an item that isn't quite what you're looking for. But you like this person. What do you do?

A: Say you don't want it.
Say thanks... but say no.
Cave in and buy it.

Q: Are you male or female?

A: Male.
Female.

Alright that's all the questions, I'll PM the results to you. Also if anyone else has the game we can do friend rescues via Password. PM the password.

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Now what else can we do? Nothing comes to mind, alright I'll be playing Cabal now. Also, TF2 is addictive. I play on the 360 just add FireLeo86 to firends list and we can blow each other up via rockets and bombs. (Click here to read more)

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Episode 85: Hasty Departure

The door to the hangar slowly swung open, and the crew of 7 fugitives snuk in slowly. They all had to sneak their way into the Academy's aviation school and hangar from the pureblood village over at the Keewatin Branches.
And here they were: Whiskey, Cheech, Rusty, and Chuck, all former cops in the Kerning City Police's SWAT division;
Ylin Arla, level 98 mage, deserter and former member of the CCA, the magicians' equivalent of a police force; Jango Alyth, level 70 ranger, and deserter from the Justice Arrow, and at the time being, still captive. With them was the scrawny street magician Meeka Starla, a refugee from Kerning City who Rusty saved from the wrath of the JA.

The pack stood staring in awe at the giant magic-mechanical monster in front of them.

There sat the Kentigearna O hEachthianna, the huge aircraft that the students built, sitting there lifeless, bathed in the dim blue-green light. The wooden structure of the plane was dark, with the name of it, 'KENTIGEARNA Ó H-EACHTHIANNNA' painted in white block letters on the side.
The mithril jets and other metal framework covering the crystal engines reflected the dim light.

Ylin stared at the plane in amazement. This flying machine wasn't a military project, it was built by the students here at the school. Well, the ultimate test would come quickly enough.
"So, what's the game plan? You said only magicians could get inside-" Whiskey began.

"I'm on it," Ylin said, as she walked swiftly out into the hangar toward the plane.
"How are you on it? You don't even know much about it other than what this guy told us!" Chuck said, pointing a thumb at Cheech.
Ylin ignored the pureblood cop. What to they know? She climbed the ladder to the door on the port side of the plane. There was no handle on the outside; must be locked inside. Well-Duh!
If this thing could only be unlocked by magicians, then there shouldn't be mechanical locks. She pressed her right palm on the door and released a burst of magic, and kept pumping a steady stream into the aircraft.
Then something happened, and it hit her like a bomb.
The magic she was pumping into the side of the plane bounced back and surged up into her brain. Paralyzed, Ylin couldn't pull away!
She stood there, squeaking in pain as whatever the magical device inside took over her mind.

"Hey!" Whiskey said, alarmed.
"What's going on?" Meeka asked.
"She's getting electrocuted!"

What really was happening was that Ylin's magic activated some kind of magic computer, which picked up her magic signature and instantly transmitted a mindsplitting torrent of data right to her head!
There was a bright blue flash followed by a loud electrical snap! and she fell off the latter, hitting the hard oakwood floor on her back.
The guys rushed over to her.
"agh!~" Ylin groaned.
"What happened?"
"What's that some kind of anti-theft shock device or something?"
"No!" she shot back, rubbing her head. "That flying machine's got an unsecured crystal computer onboard!"
"What does that mean?" Whiskey demanded impatiently.
"As soon as I tapped the circuits with my magic, that thing dreamlocked me and overloaded my brain with info!"
"Such as...?" Whiskey pursuaded her.
"How to get in, and start it up!" Ylin snapped, jumping to her feet. "first of all, it takes two magicians to get in. Don't tell me I am the only magician here?"
They all looked at eachother. Rusty looked at Meeka. Then they all did. Her dark blue hair gave her away.
"I need her!" Ylin said, waving her hand for the street magician to follow her.
"M-me?! B-but...I'm just a kid! I know nothing about flying machines or magic-I-I 'm not even from Ellinia! I'm not even magically trained! I wanna go away"
"Aw shut yer yap and get to work!" Chuck retorted. "You are in deep like the rest of us!"
"If the archmages get you, they will be as brutal as the Justice Arrow! They will torture you just like they do to ranger prisoners and then when you've told them about us, their fire mages will burn you alive until you draw your last breath! Is that what you want?!"
Meeka went bug-eyed. "n-no! No! I don't wanna die! Please!"
She looked at Rusty with plead in her eyes.
"It's okay, just go with her. She'll know what to do" Rusty said cooly.
Ylin rushed over, took the girl by the arm and pulled her accross the hangar to the plane. They walked up to the door.

"Listen, you! It matters not where you are from or how trained you are not! You are a magician with magic running in your blood, that is all that matters!" the mage snarled clamping Meeka's wrists.
"Ow...let go you're hurting me!"
"You going to cooperate?"
Meeka nodded, and then took Meeka's left hand and pressed it against the side of the plane. Using her own magic, Ylin pulled out some of the girl's magic and channeled it into the side of the aircraft. Meeka sqeezed her eyes shut waiting to be fried, but that didn't happen. She opened her eyes. "What...what's happening?"
"Making sure the computer on this thing picks up your magic signature."

After ten seconds, there was a hiss of air as the door popped open. Motioning for the guys to follow,Ylin climbed into the plane, pulling Meeka with her.
It was dark inside, but the mage already knew the way to the cockpit and walked there, taking the girl with her.
She flipped a switch, and a ceiling-mounted crystal lit up.
The cockpit was small, and bare. Rather than the hundreds of buttons, switches and levers that a plane should have, there very few. Crystals and gloine-phol screens covered the panels. Actual computer screens on the side surprised Ylin, and she reminded herself that pureblood students also designed and built this flying machine. The windows were huge, giving a full view of the closed hangar door.
"Whoa..." Meeka said, looking around.
"Take a seat! We got work to do!" Ylin ordered sharply. She wasn't going to take any crap from this kid.
Meeka said nothing as she sat in the co-pilot seat. Ylin tried pressing buttons, squeezing crystals and pulling switches.
"Hey, uhh don't we need keys to start the ignition, like a car?"
"Does this LOOK like a car to you?" Ylin snapped back.
"Jeez I was just wondering, don't have a cow, lady!" Meeka retorted.
Ylin stared at her. "Then you do not ask questions like that. You're from Kerning, you said so yourself! Things work very differently out here where magic prevails over electrical!"
A screen lit up, flashing the Gaelic words for: TRANSMIT 2+ MAGIC SIGNATURES TO INITIATE STARTUP
"I can't read this," Meeka said.
"Take your left hand, and put it on the garnet close to you," Ylin replied, placing her own hand on the garnet next to her. Both garnets were linked to the panel between them by stiff mithril wires.
Meeka shook as she kept her palm pressed on the giant garnet. Then she felt a warm tingling feeling in her hand.
"What's going on?"
Ylin look up. "The computer's reading your magic. For you it might take longer-
"Ah! What's it doing! It's spreading all over me!"
"Relax, kid," Ylin said. "The system is circulating more magic through you to get a better magic reading. For you, your magic is so low the system hardly can sense you. For a pureblood, this would never work, and they would get bad magic burns and radiation sickness. Cool system, eh?"
"..Y-y-yeah..."
The computer screens flashed and beeps echoed accross the cockput. Screens lit up showing schematics, power grid, magic grid, status of systems and engines in the plane. Every label, sign, and even the words on the computer, were however in Gaelic.
"Clear. You can take your hand off the garnet now, kid. Now look at the your computer screen- not the glass one, the actual liquid goo display one. What is it showing?"
Meeka looked at the screen. It showed a map of the engines and systems throughout the plane. Everything flashed green. "It looks good here,"

The lights came on, and other systems like computers (dopplar, weather, etc) came on.
Ylin pressed numerous buttons and keypads until one of her screens flashed in Gaelic: "MAGIC BARRIER READY. MANA RESERVE 50%"
"Magic barrier?" she asked. "Some kind of shield...."
The guys sat in the other rooms in the back.
Jango was locked in the bathroom in the back.
In the front, Ylin activated the intercom. "Everyone, inspect the plane. Tell me everything."
"Hey, I found the kitchen, and we're loaded up with food!"
"Weather monitoring system is up and running."
"Navigation system is starting up. Navigation system good."
A screen lit up showing several maps.
More gages and lights came to life infront of Ylin and Meeka.
"Good. We're starting the engines. Stand by. Who's in the tracking room?"
"It's me," Rusty Miller's voice said on the speaker.
"Keep scanning for anyone approaching and tell me instantly when you see someone!"
"You got it!"

Meeka was calm again as she sat back in the giant seat. It was made from woven leaves, fabrics, and silks.
"Place your hand on the garnet. We're starting the engines. We'll see if this thing will really fly as it's been built to!" Ylin ordered.
Meeka placed her left hand on the garnet again. She and Ylin both felt rapid pulses as Ylin pressed numerous buttons and many switches. The lights blacked out and the whole ship shook as the engines started. The vibration and humming steadied and the lights came back on.
Computers flashed many signs, all indicating that the engines were warming up. gages fluctuated as did other indicators in the cockpit.
Ylin took the mic again. "Testing the hull's powers. Stand by,"
She slowly turned dials, and the walls became invisible!
"What the crap! We're gonna fall!" Meeka shrieked, jumping up on her seat.
"That would be the gloine-phol. It is a substance harder than glass and if you apply the right magic charge to it, it can filter light, block light, make it possible to see through the walls. Sweet huh?"
"Y-yeah.."
She turned the dials again until the outside world disappeared even the windows became walls.Then the hull went back to normal and the lights out in the hangar seemed really bright. Meeka had to cover her eyes.
"Now it's pulling more light in. Like a nightvision window. "
Soon Ylin was done testing systems while the engines warmed up. The vibrations and thunder of the giant crystal engines roared throughout the whole ship.

Ylin Arla and Meeka both touched the garnets again, and the computer flashed bright green words in Gaelic, meaning that the engines became unlocked and now she could drive the plane.
First, she unlocked the brakes, and slowly gripped the steering wheel, and tested it by pushing it upward, downward, right, left. Screens showed the flaps on the wings and tail moving. Okay, so these were the auxillary controls, which she could use to make sudden turns to avoid an oncoming obstacle.
Ylin now turned the steering wheel, and screens showed the jets moving, and if the plane was in the air, it would change overall path.
"Sweeet" she said, taking the mic. "Somebody go out and open the hangar doors, Let's go!"

Chuck had to do it. He ran his fat ass off back to the door of the hangar and slammed the red button that opened the giant doors. He ran back and climbed aboard just in time before the mage locked the doors of the plane.
"Everyone, hold tight, The Koe is taking off!"

Ylin hit buttons and switches, cranking up the engines and jets. She looked out the giant windsheild and watched as the heavy oak hangar doors slowly slid open. "Meeka, press the green glass button below that screen to your right. It will let off some ballast air!"
Meeka did what she was told, even though she had no idea what she was doing. The words on the screen were still all in Gaelic. Loud hissing echoed through the plane from the back.
Ylin watched the display to her left. Numbers counted down, showing the weight of the plane on the floor of the hangar.
The number dropped below zero, and just as it did, the plane started to rise off the floor and floated in the air, with the footpads ten feet up.
"The Koe is launching!" Ylin said into the mic as she pushed the steering wheel forward and pressed her foot on the throttle pedal.

The Kentigearna O hEachthianna slowly blasted forward as the airpressure jets blasted hard.
"Drop more ballast air!" Ylin ordered.
Nervous as hell, Meeka hit the button again. More air hissed out of the ballast tanks, and like a floating object underwater, the plane began to rise upward as it cleared the hangar and drifted out intop the open.

It didn't take long for the CCA to find out the magicians' prized flying machine was taking off. They all rushed towards the hangar at the Academy, and by then the ship was flying right through Ellinia!

"Lookout!" Meeka screemed as they came full speed towards one of the giant bridges.
Ylin pushed the steering wheel as hard as she could and the plane dipped, missing it by mere feet!
The mage frantically pulled, jerked, and turned the steering wheel to avoid the giant trees and structures clinging to them.

It was quite a sight; the giant aircraft flying recklessly through the trees and forests around Ellinia, narrowly missing buildings and trees. The plane's loud crystal engines' roar echoed through the forest practically waking the whole town!

Ylin jerked the steering wheel and the whole plane turned sideways as it flew between two trees.

The archmages of the CCA followed the plane on their hog mounts or cars and opened fire with every magical attack they had.

The whole plane shook as it took an ice bombardment on the back!
"Crap!" Ylin cussed. She slammed a button, activating the plane's magical sheild. Then she took a swereve to the left as she just missed the CCA's headquarters tree! Mages fired off missiles of fire and ice at the plane. The whole ship shook as the bombs hit, bounced off by the magic energy sheild.
Whiskey managed to make it into the cokcpit. "What are you doing?! We gotta get outta here or we're not gonna last much longer!"
"I know that!" Ylin shouted back.
"Go up!"

She drove the plane above the bridges and branches into a clearing where the O-hEachthianna Family Tree (or Tree of Elders) stood. This giant tree was a hundred times bigger than a California Redwood, but there was enough airspace around the tree the plane could fly around it. Ylin flew into the clearing and took a counterclock wise spiral upward.

"Magic power reserves at 28%. We're almost out of gas!"
"What the crap?! How did we burn so much up so fast?!"

By now, the CCA mobilized all their Beamoth winged archmages, and fairies and they took flight. They had powerful wings and sped through the night after the stolen aircraft. One archmage released a storm of fire missiles that shot upward after the plane.
The bombs were picked up by the plane's built-in radar.
"Incoming!" Cheech shouted into the mic from the radar room. "15-no 20 something fireballs coming from the rear!"

"Shyt!" Ylin cussed as the guy;s words echoed on the speaker. She looked at a screen. 25 red dots closed-in on the back of the plane (blue plane symbol)
"Brace for impact!" she shouted on her mic.
Meeka was hyperventilating. "This is it! We're really gonna die!" She watched the screen as the red dots closed in on the center and she screamed, bringing her legs up to curl up. Her foot hit a switch that activated the ship's Reversal Magic Collection System (RMCS)- which abosrbed energy attacks through the magic sheild converted it back to raw magic energy and refilled the mana reserves (massive storage tanks loaded with tree fibers that can hold imments amounts of compressed magic energy).
Then the fire missiles hit.

Outside, there was a blinding flash of light as the fire bombs slammed into the rear of the plane. Bright blue magic crackled as the invisible shield on the hull destroyed the fireballs and sucked the magic in. There wasn't even a scratch!
Inside, everything shook as if it was violent earthquake.
The display for the mana reserves flashed.
"Holy crap! We're full again!" Ylin gasped.

A storm of lightning and ice struck the plane and again the attacks were absorbed.
"Look out! We're gonna crash!" Meeka screamed, pointing at the ceiling of thick foliage above them.
Ylin increased the power of the air-pressure jets, and the plane shot straight upward like a rocket.
They closed in fast on the layer of branches (containing houses, homes, fungus gardens, and other buildings)
"Brace for impact!" Ylin shouted.
"Hold your nuts!" Whiskey screamed to the other guys in the back rooms.
The plane slammed into the top layer of branches and giant leaves.

The ship crashed upward through, blasting a hole right through the branches and buildings, and mini-trees that grew on the giant branches. Then, the plane blew through a gloine-phol glass top, shattering the glass-like cover, and blasted upward into the open sky.


Ylin turned the plane northward and brought it horozontal again. She exhaled a sigh of releaf and flopped back into her seat. "Holy crap!" she swore. She shut off the cockpit lights.
Meeka stared straight forward, gazing at the night sky and the black outline of the land and mountains below.
Ylin checked the altitude display. it read: "4000 BHEITH" (4000 feet)
The number kept increasing as they climbed higher into the sky.
"Incoming! I got holy sh!t like 30-something bogeys coming after us from six'o'clock!" Cheech's voice echoed on the speakers.
Ylin snapped back to attention as the display came up on her screen. She swore. There were at least 80 yellow dots closing in. The screen showed the altitude numbers for each dot, and they were closing in fast.

The Beamoth archmages beat their wings furiously as they flew into the air from all different directions. They were dispatched from the CCA patrol stations and posts on the treetops. They kept teleporting to get closer to the plane. One Beamoth mage- with one black wing, and one white wing, dressed in a silvery-black robe, weilding fearsome looking staffs that looked like modified Eviscerator and Eclipse pole-arms with black power crystals on it. She wore a black Bosshunter faceguard, covering her bright red hair and evil black eyes.

Inside the plane, a shrill beeping echoed from the speakers in the whole plane. Then an angry female voice roard in Gaelic.
«Ar aire, occupiers of unidentified aerárthach! This CCA high commander Raonaid Saint Padus! We have you completely surrounded by archmages from the 7E Foireann and the 1E Foireann! There is no escape. You 10 seconds to make contact with us or be destroyed!»
Holy crap! Ylin breathed. Damn. The CCA was sending the 1E Foireann squad after them! The leader of the 1EF was Mapleworld's nastiest archmage, Krystik Sylvanneas, level 192 supreme archmage and sorceress! Ellinia's most badass archmage who's mastered every magic trick inthe book! She could wield about a million times the magic power any other mage could hold, and Sylvanneas could wipe out an entire city if she wanted to!

"Who's in the communication room?" Ylin demanded.
"Me," Rusty called back.
"Patch me through on the external frequency the enemy is using!" Ylin ordered.
"I'm on it,"
After eight or so seconds, a blue light lit up indicating the mic was linked to recievers outside.
«Commander St. Padus, is this really neccessary?» Ylin asked.
«State your name, pilot!»
« I am Ylin Arla, former captain of Squad 160,»
«Aye! You're the one who stole the plane?!»
«You think?!» Arla spat back. «Oh, and by the way, I am not doing it for the Justice Arrow!»
St. Padus seemed pissed.
«YOU?! Why did do it? That aircraft was a top secret prototype!»

«I'll tell you why,» Arla began. «The Magic Council has been cutting back against the people of Ellinia too long. First thing: Two weeks ago, the students at the Forest Grove high school turned over memory crystals and tapes of magic markets and useful intel information. When were you planning to use that?. Second thing: That ranger who surrendured had with him books, tapes, and memory crystals containing information on how to contact the people of New Saskatchewan who wiped out the Justice Arrow's base out there. Yeah, its sad they killed many of our magicians imprisoned out there but they had their reasons. That is no valid reason to reject this oppertunity to establish a friendship with New Saskatchewan and work together in defeating the Justice Arrow!!»

There was a wash of static, and a different, deeper, and colder voice echoed on all the speakers in the plane.
«Pilot of Kentigearna, you are to follow us under escort back to the air station, where you and your crew will be taken into custody!»
Ylin figured that bone chilling voice was Kristik, the insane archmage behind them. She still couldn't believe that archmage was in Ellinia. Rumor had it she was banished from Ellinia because she was too dangerous and the CCA and Library of Ellinia kept her busy on assignments out in Mapleworld's darkest places.
Just then, two giant Beamoth archmages swooped down infront of the plane. They were fire mages, using their fire heat to manipulate the air around them giving them the speed they needed to keep up with the plane. Trails of flames blew behind them.
« If you do not obey this order, you will be destroyed!»

"Captain!" Whiskey shouted from the radar room (he just kicked out cheech). "This machine is saying there's a hundred locks on this plane!"
The 'locks' that the computer picked up were the super rare psi-crystals' detection of the enemies' intent to shoot it down.
Ylin pondered quickly. The massive swarm of super insane archmages following them were not good. Their prescence here in Ellinia wasn't good either. The Magic Council didn;t have to be THAT sinister to defeating the Justice Arrow, and it wouldn't take much to subdue the pureblood populations into agreeing to a peaceful way of life with the magicians. No way was she gonna surrender to these maniacs!!
«Well, Kentigearna?» the archmage's voice echoed. Through the speakers, she sounded like a banshee on crack.
I'll take my chances! Ylin thought. Death awaits at home now. She had nothing to lose, not even the lives of these purebloods who pulled her into this!
She took the mic and said in Gelic, «Yeah, you know what, F*** you, You mages are just as psychotic as the bow masters of the Justice Arrow themselves! No good can come from you here!»
A red light lit up meaning the line was cut off.
Ylin had put everyone's life on the line, and put all her trust and faith into the plane's magic shield and abosrbing system. Hope this works!
She cranked the lever of the magic sheild and absorbant system, just as the mages outside prepared to fire.



The archmage flapped her giant wings and swung her staff, ordering the other 79 archmeges around her to open fire.
The sky was lit up by the storm of lightning, glowing ice, fire, and sparkling rainbow of poisons being fired at the plane!!!

"HOLY CRAP!" Cheech screamed-
Ylin couldn't even speak-
The magical fury swallowed up the plane, and there was a colossal explosion and flashes of light.

Blasts of fire and smoke were seen where the plane exploded. But it didn't explode!

Inside the plane, the world turned into red hell. Garnet lights lit up and flashed like crazy, and alarm bells and sirens went off, filling the air with an endless chime of whistles, beeps, bleeps, and screams. The whole plane shook violently, and everyone was thrown to the floor. Meeka screamed bloody murder as she curled up and buried her face in her hands.

The air grew unbarebly hot inside the plane from the intense heat outside. On the computers monitoring the magic sheild and abosrbant system, the Galelic word !!ANLUCHTAIGH!!
flashed on all screens.
"Mana reserves at 1750%!" chuck shouted from the systems room. "We're way over the max limit!"
The tanks holding the magic energy were growing hot, as well as every wire, and cable throughout the plane from the magic energy. The shield converted it all to raw magic and now the whole ship was about to blow up!
Ylin ran back to the system room, shoved Chuck out of the way and frantically typed on the wooden keyboard. She punched in numbers, commands, and codes, and changed the function of the plane's jets from air pressure to fire.
she ran back to the cockpit to frantically change a few more things. "You, keep this thing in the air!" Ylin told Meeka.
"I don't know how to fly this thing!"
"Just f***king do it!!" the mage shouted at the street magician. Meeka sat in her seat and held the steering wheel tight. Already the plane was flying out of control and about to enter a down spiral.
Ylin ran back to the systems room to adjust the magic sheild and diverted most of the magic out of the wires to the sheild. The red lights stopped flashing and the normal lights were back on.
She also put more energy to the mana tanks' holding system to keep them from exploding under the immense power they contained. She jumped back into her cockput and punched buttons into a screen. A vew of the rear came up, showing the pack of mages. Red squares covered all of them, but she made the super archmage the target. Then she took the lever above the screen and pulled it back as far as she could.

What Ylin Arla did was she turned the magic shield into a weapon- The plane shot from behind a massive blast of electrical bolts at the mages behind them. She had the energy converted to electric so they couldn't use it, and so they would end up sapped and knocked out of the sky.
The archmages didn't even see it coming. The plane was spiralling downward to the ocean, within minutes of slamming into the 3000 feet high rock wall when all of a sudden the lightning storm took them out. Sylveannas was shot by the biggest bolt the plane could muster, and the evil mage, too, dropped.
Ylin threw Meeka out of her seat and grabbed the steering wheel and pulled it back, bringing the plane out of the downward path. The plane shot upward again and she slammed a red button, activating the jet's firepower.
The small plane blew out five 500-foot trails of bright white flame. The firepower propelled the plane high into the sky, and drove it at well over 600 miles per hour.
Everyone was slammed into their seats or the walls by the heavy gravity of the speed they were under. The whole ship shook as the excess magic energy from the reserve tanks was piped to the rockets and converted to searing flame and expelled from the jets. The maximum capacity of the tanks was 1000% or ten times the amount normally carried. To allow for enough power to get away from Ellinia and the range of the archmages, Ylin programmed the computer to allow a limit of 15% a minute, enough to not let the tanks explode, and enough to let them get away.

From the houses on the treetops, the plane looked like a real bright shooting star in the sky. Lightning bolts shot outward from it, releasing a boom of thunder every few minutes.

15 minutes later.
Altitude 41,000 feet.
Speed 842 miles per hour.
Ylin put the plane on auto-pilot, and she and Meeka had to touch the garnets again so she could program the system to allow only one magician to operate all systems.
She walked back through the narrow hallway to the navigation room where she checked the map of Victoria. After the first hair raising 25 minutes in flight and at the speeds they were going, the plane flew eastward over the ocean (Ellinia Bay), northward along Great Mage Wall, the giant cliff. 20 minutes after blasting the fire jets, they were now flying over the mountains of northeast Victoria. Just below them was Mount Chicago.

Cheech came out of the radar room. "Uhh, nobody's been following us,"
Ylin looked at him. "Good. We're beyond their range and several hundred miles north Ellinia's borders. Chuck, hows' the mana reserves?"
"We're at 915%"
"We'll go at this speed for now. In an hour we should pass over the border into SEA Lands airspace. Then I'll slow us down and give us some time to plan our next step. Good job everyone!"

And with that, the plane rocketed off into the night.
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Took me forever to come up with that.
Yeah, some mages are evil too. I'll save that for another story, after all, these people are trying to get away from the war and go after the Justice Arrow's economic gold mines. u kno, the markets, and eliminate the JA's business link with them.
anyways i gotta go clean my hamsters' cages. Peace & chicken grease (Click here to read more)

Before complaining and abusing Nexon,i suggest you read this.


[header]The NX agenda[/header]

Well,let's assume you own Nexon. Now if you run Maplestory as a completely free game,how are you going to afford the servers,staff,management,etc.
This is where Nexon cash comes in.

In other games like WoW,sure you might say that Blizzard offers more to people for their money and world of Warcraft is a better game but think about it this way,WoW makes you pay 15$ as membership fees every month. But Nexon gives you a choice. You can either play without any charge or you can CHOOSE to pay for extra add-ons like clothes,exp cards,etc. But they don't impose it on you. Whereas Warcraft works like pay to play.

If they didn't have nexon cash,they wouldn't be able to run their company. On a lighter note,the people who accuse of Nexon of being greedy people are usually the ones that have lot of NX.

This is why Maplestory is not the best game around. When something is free,you can't expect it to the best thing on the block. People pay to play in Warcraft. Nexon does their job just fine.

[b]Summary: Nexon gives you a choice to spend money on their game or not. They won't be able to afford their staff,servers,management if it weren't for Nexon cash. You can't expect a free game to be the best one around.[/b]

[header]Quality[/header]

Sure,you might say,we give them money,but they don't improve the game at all. I beg to differ.
Nexon is constantly adding things for the users. Sure it might be something silly like Cash shop items but they also fix glitches and other defects that might not meet our eyes.

They recently added Showa,made the tutorials to starting MS a lot easier,made it easy for you to lvl so that you can enjoy more by adding the Monster carnival. Sure,they might extend server checks but hey,nothing is perfect :)

You might say Nexon's showa didn't live up to your expectations,but they never ever hyped it up. It was the maple community that hyped it up and got bitterly disappointed in the end. Oh,and the nerfing? This game is 10+ Nexon is a global company and don't really want to get blamed for any shooting that might happen. It is completely alright for them to nerf such a thing. If you owned Nexon,will you want a million parents sueing you?

[b]Summary: Don't say Nexon doesn't add anything new,cause you will be downright lying.Their showa might have not lived up to the hype,but they didn't create the hype and the nerfs were necessary because they don't want a million parents sueing them for any coincidential shooting/accident that might have taken place.[/b]

[header]Hackers[/header]

Sure,you report people and they don't get banned. But think,how do the GM's know if your reporting is a lie or a false alarm? That's why they have the report count. That is,if a certain person is reported "X" number of times,then the GM's take the initiative to ban them. This avoids any fake reports of people hating on another person. This is the best way IMO.

Sure the guild hack situation was a very big crisis but you can't say Nexon wasn't trying. They reimbursed some guilds by giving money. If your guild didn't get any refund,think about it. There are 3 million people that play this game. It's not like Nexon can send refunds to all of them.

Hackers don't really want to spend 15$ on a game that might get them banned. Hackers are annoying,but they sure are smart.

[b]Summary: Nexon follows a "report count" method. They are always trying to help the community out. This is free game and there will be hackers.[/b]

[header]"Noobs"[/header]

Well, a lot of people seem to complaining about how people KS and beg for money.
Again,anyone and everyone can create an account because this is a free game. Some other games that charge monthly fees might be filtering the immature people but it's not free is it? There are always going to be these people due to MS being a free game.

So i suggest you stop complaining about these people. And hey,what's MS without those people anyways? :)

[b]Summary: Again,anyone and everyone can create an account. It is very hard to have people that are very mature exclusively. [/b]

[b]So please think about all these things before you abuse Nexon for no apparent reason[/b]

~Varun

P.S. Some of the thread got deleted,but i edited it again to give a gist. (Click here to read more)

Yes, not one but two. Reason being, one of them's not MMO-related, so I had to include the MMO-related one. :P

Again, Gunbound section, no Rakion section, blah blah blah.

[header]Stungripped[/header]
The MMO-related one. It's about Rakion, specifically about a move/tactic in Rakion called "stungripping".

[b](If you don't care what stungripping is, skip this paragraph. You'll still be able to get the poem.)[/b] To understand stungripping you'd have to understand gripping. Basically to grip you have to be standing right in front or behind someone, and click both mouse buttons. You'll now attack them with good damage (2-4 hits, depending on which char you are, or in the case of mage frontgrip, you'll freeze them). They won't be able to escape or do anything during the grip, and attacks go through you until the grip is over. In order for it to work, you must be positioned correctly and your opponent must be in some sort of delay. One way to reliably make that happen (and if you're primarily a gripper, you'll want reliable opportunities) is by stunning, which is when you left-click once (single swing), which makes them flinch. When done correctly, that will create a short delay for you, and then you can go in and grip. Alternatively, if you're a ninja, you can stun-lock them while you get around him so that you're facing his back. This is better because ninja backgrip is 4 hits and hurts a lot more than frontgrip.

The poem itself sounds a bit sadist. Any poem I try to do on Rakion turns out this way. I can't help it D:

Anyway. Let's do this. Esteleonin-style. xD

[b]Stungripped - The Poem[/b]

[b]S[/b]ingle swing. Guard. Feign special. Slash.
[b]T[/b]wo ninjas meet each other on the stage.
[b]U[/b]pon the stones the blue and red sides clash
[b]N[/b]ot breaking focus, not giving in to rage.
[b]G[/b]lancing blows at first; then Blue's swing hits.
[b]R[/b]epeating stun after successful stun
[b]I[/b]nching closer, circling to Red's back
[b]P[/b]resently he grabs, a second split
[b]P[/b]ermitting no escape for Red to run.
[b]E[/b]mpaled, one two three four, breath he lacks.
[b]D[/b]--

Yeah... next.

[header]Snippets[/header]
This is a poem, but it's also not a poem. Lemme explain.

Basically, today during first period I randomly heard a person say something, and another person say another thing that rhymed with the first thing, and I was like "ohay that's... kinda catchy." So when I was coming back home, remembering this, I randomly decided to concoct a poem out of random chatter I've heard today.

Every two lines is a different "scene", if you will. And none of this (with the exception of the last two lines) is from me, they are all other people's dialogue. Not a 100% faithful rendition, but essentially.

[b]Snippets - The Poem[/b]

"Students! No instruments today."
"Hey guys let's put our instruments away."
"[i]Hace calor.[/i] There. Let's go."
"Can we?" "We're done, I think so."
"People take like 170% to kill in Brawl."
"In Melee, they'll die at 100% from an aerial."
"Lunch ends in eight minutes, I think."
"Be right back, I'm going to get a drink."
"Why didn't you finish homework?" "I was too lazy."
"Lazy. Well I appreciate honesty."
MMO Tales: How was your MMO day?
Click if you enjoyed Russ-Aure's today :) (Click here to read more)

This blog will be very short because I'm doing this while in zombie mode.

Okay, I had a small art outburst a few minutes into my sleep and I just jumped out of bed and started drawing. After turning on the lights, if you were wondering... Which you probably weren't.

-Picturee a zoommmbiiiiieeeee--

cough


This is the picture of the girls in Cavalry so far. Legro, Reve, Shadow, and Nova ^^ ---- http://img230.imageshack.us/img230/748/thegangbd3.jpg

Annnd.... Naz, this is Nova for you -- http://img329.imageshack.us/img329/3303/novaaa0001fa1.jpg

At least, that's how I think she looks like ._.

x__x


I'll shade tomorrow and post the shaded pics along with my next blog.


here's something related to mmos......

I REJOINED RUNESCAPE..... WTH.

No, I can't believe it myself. ._. But today I played it because I got bored and. And. WTH I GOT HOOKED. This is amazing. Despite the bad graphics, unconventional lvl system, I GOT HOOKED.

Incredible. You'll be seeing more rs blogs, I think.

Ign: Appollode, lvl 57





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Well, I finally got what I wanted; Savage Blow hitting six times.
Right now my Dagger Mastery is level 19 and Savage Blow is level 24.

I just realized how boring it is to play bandit even though a full-on Savage Blow is used. Yeah, it does a lot of damage, but it just gets repetitive. I also noticed that, there's no point in normal build; people can just go LUKless, DEXless, BRAINless.. because getting level 50, 60, and 70 armor is really not necessary upon a private server. All you find is a bunch of Maple weapons and you just get a crap load of them which sells around 200k each.

7 million mesos every hour <3

Anyway, I made a LUKless Ice/Lightning Wizard. Damage is high as hell and I level like hell.

I returned to my Bandit now because I have a friend who's a LUKless I/L Mage, level 100 on SMS. I can just go onto his account anytime whenever I'm bored.[divider2]
So what, I look like an evil zombie killer clown that might commit sexual harassment and murder and even perhaps getting 2 detentions in school.

[i]You know what's stupid?[/i] A teacher gave me a detention for jay walking [b]outside of school.[/b] You know what else is stupid?
[b]DETENTIONS[/b]

What's the point? You go into that quiet room and you just sit there for 85 minutes (in my school) and you either can do nothing, watch videos on iPod, sleep, or do homework.

What do I prefer?
None of the above. I mean, seriously, screw that. If I want to concentrate, I would passively go into that room and actually study.

[b]But no.[/b] This pointless detention just has to be served at the day where everyone is tearing each other's ass apart to study for this huge ass test.


Damn, my school is stupid.[divider1]LOLOL getting off topic here.

I don't know where the hell I can get a Red China Set, or at least, a China Set. I'm only wearing a Blue Plifer, and the stupid Marine top and bottom.

So yeah, level 39 to 44 in one hour <3. (Click here to read more)

[b]Ancient Research Facility[/b]
[b]Offshore, West of Ossyria[/b]
[b]24th April 2042[/b]
[b]0525 Local Time[/b]

“What in the seven shades of hell have we stumbled into?”
Wolf inhaled chillingly, stepping back from the scene. Through his visor’s night vision he could see how strikingly the copious amounts of blood contrasted with the steel floor and for his life willed himself not to think how anyone could even lose that much blood. A stream of dark trailed along a night vision green floor, dark handprints smeared across a dark sprayed wall.
[i]How did it get onto the roof?[/i]
Jackal brushed pass, upper face also hidden behind his visor. For once that jokester was silent. Wolf heard Coyote gasp audibly and clenched his jaw tight. As a geospatial technician, Coyote was the only one of them without combat experience. The only one alive without combat experience, Wolf corrected, remembering Dog.

“Keep moving. We’re on a schedule here.”
The team gingerly travelled around the signs of death, trying occupy their minds with other things. Like their mission for instance. Usually, as team leader, Wolf would be taking point but now there was physical evidence of danger lurking within the ancient corridors, Jackal automatically lead. This made sense as Jackal, armed with a Void Hunter crossbow, had more range than Wolf’s dagger. The four double timed through the facility, weapons out and poised.
“First terminal?” Jackal murmured, Wolf figured this was more of a coping action to take his mind of things, rather than an actual question.
“One floor down, second quadrant.” Wolf replied humorously, fingers dancing on the hilt of his dagger. He could still hear Coyote whimpering faintly behind him.

Abruptly, Jackal signalled a halt and swung his crossbow up to the ceiling. He had detected something. Wolf frowned and adjusted the intensifier on his visor. He could hear Fox do the same. An awkward silence ensured, only broken by their barely audible breaths and something else. Something that they could not put their finger on.
[i]Drip[/i]
What was it?
[i]Drip[/i]
Now Wolf could see it, a miniscule drop of liquid seeping through the plasterboard ceiling.
[i]Drip[/i]
Blood? Again?
[i]Drip[/i]
Suddenly there was a feral rasp and something scuttled above our head, marked out by the patter against the plaster. Jackal cried out in alarm and fired, the bolt penetrating the stained roof. A slight spray of fluid exploded from the impact point and then nothing. Wolf then noticed that he was gripping his dagger a little too tightly and eased off the pressure.
“Okay, I think that was a false –”
The plaster panel disintegrated, a flayed body tumbled out in a sluice of blood, jerking to a grizzly halt a few feet from the floor.
“Frak this clusterfrak!” Jackal swore, reeling back as blood and liquefied organs splayed across his upper body. Wolf was too busy wiping his visor clean and catching Jackal to notice the two females simultaneously scream in terror. After the initial shock, Wolf dubiously looked at the mutilated corpse again, barely suppressing the urge to vomit. The body swung gruesomely upside down, a continuous trickle of blood splattering disconcertingly onto the floor. It looked like an inspector that was posted here, though age or gender Wolf could not deduce. It seems that the person had taken to the ceiling to escape whatever was roaming around and unluckily, had been caught. With a quick exchange of words, Jackal shielded Coyote’s eyes and lead her around the dangling corpse whilst Fox reluctantly steadied the skinless body as Wolf severed the cables that feet were tangled up in. With a horrific liquid thud, the corpse hit the steel skull first, which burst upon impact.
“Frak this.” Fox cried as unidentifiable human matter coated her boots. At this new macabre sight, Wolf retched and would have sagged to his knees, if not dissuaded by the matter pooling on the floor. Staggering forward, Wolf tugged on Fox’s sleeve.
“Indeed, now zip it woman. We’ve attracted enough attention already.” Wolf gasped, wiping his face.
“You vomiting doesn’t help.” Fox retorted, momentarily forgetting the disfigured corpse at her feet. Jackal was just up ahead, struggling to stop Coyote from going emotionally overboard. The staircase had to be close. The terminals had to be close. The faster they finished this, the faster they would be out. Footfalls light, they melded into the shadows.

[b]Level Seventy-Six: Administration Sector 2A and Maintenance Block Ten[/b]

“Good morning.”
Lieutenant Gemina was quite taken back by the lax attitude, relatively speaking. If not for the fact that they were inside an ominous research facility with surreal happenings, she could have replied in the same carefree manner. Sitting imperiously on a spartan cream sofa was a figure dressed almost identical to Sawyer when they first met him, save for the fact that his armour was less bulky. The room was well lit with several imported cogitators with the sigil of Ellinia occupying a side of the room.

“Depends who you are talking to, Captain.”
Lieutenant Gemina replied, saluting crisply. Ally or not, manners were high on her list as well as courtesy and honour. The Captain grinned, amused, and saluted back. His gaze wandered over Gemina’s shoulder, inspecting the other arrivals.
“You can tell your soldiers to sit down,” The Captain informed her, gesturing to various other seating around the room. “Lieutenant...?”
Gemina took the hint. “Gemina DeQuincy. Thank you for your hospitality, Captain...?”
“Parsa. Captain Parsa.” The man responded, his eyes fixed on hers. Gemina thought that there some something unworldly about it and realised that Captain Parsa had heterochromia and ocular albinism – one of his eyes were pink and the other violet. It was quite unnerving to look at for long. She gestured for her retinue to rest and took a seat, placing herself in an armchair directly opposite the Shadow Captain.

“So it seems that fate has put us in the same ship. Enough of the formalities, I believe we have business to attend to.” Parsa clipped, reclining as he did so. This seemed to be some sort of signal as Sawyer moved behind Parsa to operate one of the consoles as well as two others that seemingly materialised out of thin air. Gemina must have subconsciously flinched or something as Parsa chuckled softly.
“Concealment is their specialty, we aren’t prefixed ‘Shadows’ for nothing.”
There was a soft groan and Gemina turned to see the technician, Neil rise from his stupor. Joseph was at his side immediately, checking his retinas with a penlight and doing a quick examination to make sure the recovery was clean. Fey, as sceptical as ever, lazily kept his gunpoint at the technician.
“Ah, his revival brings about my main concern.” Gemina began, nodding thoughtfully. “Your comrade, Sawyer, has succinctly told me that your objective is not the data here. If so, I would appreciate your co-operation in the search and rescue of the fifty odd personnel of this complex, survivors which now probably number distressingly less than that.”
“I am disinclined to acquiesce your request. We have more pressing matters here, namely, the complete destruction of this cursed place. The faster it is done, the faster peace can be restored to the world.” The Captain replied placidly.
“Are you saying that you’re willing to leave fifty citizens to their doom in this forsaken place? You shall have their blood on your conscience.” Gemina snapped testily, raising her voice unintentionally.
“What are fifty lives for the saved lives of hundreds? Even thousands? You’re living in a fantasy world, Lieutenant. Reality is harsh, get with the programme. What you are suggesting is borderline naivety. Have you not witness what hellish experiments are carried out here? Have you not felt the unnatural atmosphere, the disturbing history that lingers in the air?” Parsa retorted with equal passion, yet his eyes remained cold.
“Surely you could lend us some help. We happened to have lost five fine soldiers to this cause already so don’t you dare talk to me about naivety. We’ve been living that hell for the last five hours. A life is a life, there is no replacement. How about we negotiate, you help us find survivors, and we in turn help you destroy this facility. In that order.”

Captain Parsa mused silently, covering his mouth with his left hand in contemplation. He inclined his head to the right, glancing back at the three other armoured warriors.
“Gisele, is Reyna complete with her duties?” He inquired and a woman with amethyst hair in a ponytail looked fluidly around, as if tracking him with targeters. Her eyes locked directly on Parsa’s as she answered.
“He last sitrep suggests that she is on her way up as we speak. Objective completed, sir.”
Nodding, Captain Parsa turned back to Gemina and her squad.
“Let me think about it.”

[b]Level Seventy-Five: Command Module and Workstations[/b]

The smell of roasted meat almost made Tyler salivate, until he reminded himself that it was some foul unholy beast that they had fried only moments earlier. Instead he occupied himself by letting Anni give him a shot of painkillers for a force burn on his left shoulder. The wound was superficial but it would never heal, leaving a discoloured patch of fused flesh as a perpetual reminder of his encounter with a force spear. He caught the eyes of the two rival snipers attached to the unit as Anni finished up and moved on to Jason. Rifles slung over their shoulders, they crossed over to him.
“Hey new fish, got the first view of the foe?” Fuji remarked, crouching by his side.
“Well, I didn’t see you helping.” Tyler commented irritably, massaging his shoulder.
“Calm down, I hear you almost didn’t leave any of it left for us. Not like we had a chance anyway. Your sergeant took care of that.” Fenrir interjected, grinning.
“Bet it tastes like wild boar.” Fuji sighed wistfully, which made Tyler laugh.

Corporal Steve trudged phlegmatically into the seared room; torchlight illuminating the burnt out consoles and the hulking fried corpse of the taurospear, making sure it was dead and more importantly, alone. Although he had a reputation as not having much intellectual smarts, he did have a talent for logic. The taurospear was well over three metres tall and the doorway was just around two. There was no way the taurospear had entered the room from the door so either there was another, larger entrance to the room or some sort of access to other floors. In a dark corner, whether from the darkness or from scorching Steve did not know, was a place that did not return the light from his torch. The corporal inspected closer, Uzi ready in his hands. It seems the taurospear had rendered a coarse hole in the wall from top to bottom but much larger at the top and the ceiling. Steve rushed back to report his findings.

“He’s gone. Brain damage must have gotten him. I’m surprise he even managed to hold on that long.” Medic Anni stated, closing Jason’s eyes with the palm of her hand. Standing behind her, Sergeant Ganzicus sighed and wiped his brow. One down.
“He was always a supernatural one. Just plagued by bad luck.” Ganzicus murmured finally, turning as his second in command scrambled up to him. Steve’s gaze fell on Jason and he paused, looking inquisitively at the sergeant.
“Succumbed to his injuries. A good soldier gone.” Ganzicus informed him solemnly, keeping his eyes level to his subordinate. Steve nodded and lowered his weapon before clearing his throat.
“I think I discovered how that beast managed to get there. At the far end of the room, there is a breach from the ceiling to the floor, which indicates that the enemy approached from the upper levels by clawing or slicing through the concrete and steel.”
Ganzicus knew where Steve was going with this, they had been trying to find a way up to reach the stricken dropship that had ploughed into the facility and it seemed that this taurospear might had saved the time and trouble of locating a normal stairway.
“Good job, Steve. Assemble the squad, make sure everyone has had a drink and that all wounds have been seen too. Looks as though we’re getting somewhere at last.”

Ben propped his M249 Squad Automatic Weapon against the corridor wall, slumping beside it. The rest of Unit Lambda were hastily arranging themselves in the narrow corridor, leaning against window frames, standing or crouching. Sergeant Ganzicus stood in the middle of the rough circle of soldiers and took a good look at them all before he began.
“Men and women, I know you’ve all gone over the briefing before we left so I won’t insult your intelligence by going over it again, and because I need you awake.” He started, earning a few grins and chuckles from his squad. “The current situation is follows: Hostiles are present, both human and non. The Maple Special Navy Detachment has not responded to our calls so we have to assume that they have either been overpowered by superior forces, are seriously under strength or have been broken. Objective was to locate and support the 303rd but circumstance has changed this. As you know, hostile anti air fire crippled Unit Zeta and their bird, [i]Iron Claw[/i]. Now with my best judgement, it would seem that Unit Zeta takes priority as there may well be survivors and we would be better off first trying to regroup. Also, Corporal Steve has discovered a direct route up at least several floors, which should shave off much needed time to find the [i]Iron Claw[/i] and her survivors.”
Unit Lambda nodded in acknowledgement. Ganzicus echoed the nod and smiled.
“Well? What are you waiting for? Hell to freeze over? Get your climbing coils and get going, the faster we get this done the faster we can get on with the actual mission.”



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[url=http://www.mmotales.com/blog/21218/0/Maple-Story-FEAR_Prologue_Ambient_Wonder.html] FEAR Prologue: Ambient Wonder[/url]
[url=http://www.mmotales.com/blog/21710/0/Maple-Story-FEAR_Chapter_One_Trace_Amounts.html] FEAR Chapter One: Trace Amounts[/url]
[url=http://www.mmotales.com/blog/22535/0/Maple-Story-FEAR_Chapter_Two_Opening_Suite.html] FEAR Chapter Two: Opening Suite[/url]
[url=http://www.mmotales.com/blog/22554/0/Maple-Story-FEAR_Chapter_Three_Dust_and_Echoes.html] FEAR Chapter Three: Dust and Echoes[/url]
[url=http://www.mmotales.com/blog/22961/0/Maple-Story-FEAR_Chapter_Four_Perchance_to_Dream.html] FEAR Chapter Four: Perchance to Dream[/url]
[url=http://www.mmotales.com/blog/23117/0/Maple-Story-FEAR_Chapter_Five_Blow_Me_Away.html] FEAR Chapter Five: Blow Me Away[/url]
[url=http://www.mmotales.com/blog/23813/0/Maple-Story-FEAR_Chapter_Six_Lament_for_Pvt_Imppala.html] FEAR Chapter Six: Lament for Pvt Imppala[/url]
[url=http://www.mmotales.com/blog/24169/0/Maple-Story-FEAR_Chapter_Seven_Under_Cover_of_Night.html] FEAR Chapter Seven: Under Cover of Night[/url]
[url=http://www.mmotales.com/blog/25095/0/Maple-Story-FEAR_Chapter_Eight_Dread_Intrusion.html] FEAR Chapter Eight: Dread Intrusion[/url]
[url=http://www.mmotales.com/blog/25189/0/Maple-Story-FEAR_Chapter_Nine_Antediluvia.html] FEAR Chapter Nine: Antediluvia[/url]
[url=http://www.mmotales.com/blog/25396/0/Maple-Story-FEAR_Chapter_Ten_Apropos_to_Salvation.html] FEAR Chapter Ten: Apropos to Salvation[/url]

There will be a chance to introduce two or three new characters in some later chapters. Just giving you faithful readers a heads up in case you want in (Whether thou ist brave or foolish, or your character died and you want to prolong your life in this horrific journey). I'll notify you later on when you can try your luck.
Once again, thanks for all you people who read, I know I have not been updating often. (Click here to read more)

Helllooo :)

My plan/goal for may: - lv to 100, then ship myself off to windia
- at least lv 40 for my up and coming spearman
- familiarize myself with windia's economy
- decide whether to go 1.5 hybrid or pure hybrid on speaman

My swordman is currently lv 25 :) and from from basil, I met a wonderful person that has offered to help me with DK stuff. help me with suggestions, info, blahblah because I am absolutely clueless about warriors. Since I'm transferring my main to Windia, I almost made another mage on Scania for my main, just because I was too lazy to learn another job. But, I was kind of tired of never getting into pqs >.> So future DK here I come! (:


excited for windia! less population, more maps.. :) but of course I'll be a true scanian at heart. anyone want to be my friend once I get to windia? (in about a month or less)

short post, but it's 2 am and I'm sleepy!

until next time!
amy

ps. me and my friend were reinacting the titanic! :) (Click here to read more)

<This is my new logo. http://img233.imageshack.us/img233/5601/img0011600x424hf6.jpg

Yesh, I used a pencil, but...

I got a smackin new tablet today!!!!

...but I got no free art programs to start doing CGI with.

Recommendations, anyone???!!! D: D: >

ON TO THE STORYITOOKAWEEKTOCOMPLETEMAINLYBECAUSEIONLYHAD5MINUTESADAYTOTYPE xDDDD

Reve was a carefree soul. Probably one of the only ones in Continent Republic these days, before her days in the Cavalry clan.

No clan, no responsibilities, no rivals, no buddies. Absolutely free of all sorts of obligations. Free to waste her life away any way she liked. And she did waste her time any way she liked. All that 7 years since she became a competent full fledged fighter was spent just ambling around, killing random people, riding her Mule where ever she wanted, whenever she wanted, and to hell with the police, she is still going to pull a Ghost Rider on them every damned day.

However, surprisingly, she hasn't been serious about a fight before. Even though she was a K styler, she hasn't K styled in years. She did not need to. She learnt quickly, and was smart enough to beat K stylers with her style of fighting. She also unlocked a sure-fire way to stun someone with a Massive. Just turn around, and unleash all that energy at the sky.

It only took one... [i]one[/i]... [i]ONE[/i] bloody idiot to take all that freedom away.

Reve still hated Nova for ever being able to persuade her into joining the Cavalry in the first place. It was the first time in her life Reve has fallen for that "emotional bullsh**". A sob story, a couple of hours, and lots of whining by that little 16 year old wannabe K-styler, and then Reve joined the Cavalry, against all expectations. 'Til now, Reve has still yet to figure out how the heck she fell for her sobbing, whining, and persistence, which she is normally immune to. [i]Wait, I like Nova. She ain't that bad. Of course she isn't.[/i]

And now, no more speeding around in Mules pretending to be the Ghost Rider, no more killing random civilians, and all that time she has to make for her clan.

However, in spite of all that, Reve has found a solution: stay around that fine thin line of not-quite-drunk. It helped her forget all those negative feelings. Sure, it made her a little loopy. But that's okay. It was a good feeling. Besides, Reve has something else to be famous for.

In fights, many of her previous opponents -not dead all because of Nova, goody-two-shoes extraordinaire- all remembered the feeling of hopelessness when, and after fighting with her.

Of course, that’s not surprising if you had watched Reve fight. While her opponents were quickly reduced into Butterflying in an increasingly desperate manner through the course of the fight, Reve would still stand her ground, unperturbed, foiling attacks with the slightest of touches.

And the finishing blow would be ridiculously simple, so ridiculously simple that you would not have ever expected it.

They called her the “Turtle”. Reve the Turtle.

Not quite as famous as Legro's nickname, "Presto" (Which meant quicker than quick in Italian), but it still instilled a kind of fear.

Of course, when Reve fought with Legro, she had lost quite bitterly. Legro’s double butterfly was too fast for her to follow, although she lasted for an impressive five minutes against it without K styling. Also, she managed to squeeze in a “Massive” hit. That was when she realised how rusty she had gotten at K styling after all those years. Maybe she would try out the Double Butterfly.

And now, Reve was, as usual, ambling about in Town-4 with wobbly steps, a silly grin on her face, greeting passers-by with a ridiculously cheery voice. Her rifle was strapped onto her back, and her shotgun to her hip. Her sword was in her hand, and that was why nobody has attacked or approached her yet. The drunkard might [i]accidentally[/i] swing that sword into your throat. And then maybe she'll apologize and give you a good burial with melodramatic crying, but you're too dead to appreciate it, so might as well just stay away.

She walked by the apartments, rubbing her eyes. The heat is making her feel listless. [i]Red bull[/i], she thought, the words floating in her head and making her mouth it. [i]Maybe I’m not so not-quite-drunk.[/i]

She heard crashing sounds up ahead. Raising an eyebrow, Reve walked onward, blocking the sunlight from her eyes with a hand.

The first thought after she saw what she saw made her think that she was insane, or something like it.

She thought that the door was covered in blood.

It probably was. It seemed too real. But she might have gone loopier than usual. After all, she was stepping on the fine thin line of “not-quite-drunk”, and the rest of the world seemed hazy, as usual.

'Nice trick, guys,' she said to mid-air, somehow thinking immediately to the street kids whom she barely knew, still having that silly grin, her legs carrying her in front of the door. Surely, this was some pranksters’ idea of a joke, no matter how illogical that was. Crouching down, she peeked inside, and what she saw almost confirmed the fact that she had gone completely loopy.

Two fighters were butterflying each other inside the house. One was a police officer as she was wearing that dark blue uniform, while the other one was moving too fast for her to see properly.

'Ahahahh, nice show,' she remarked, her words heard by none beneath the clashing of the swords. [i]Great, I’m going insane. Kavveled help me. Wait, I can’t be insane if I know that I’m insane. So I’m not insane. Damn you, Kavveled. Oh wait, I want--- Ok, I should shut up now.[/i]

And then, she saw the girl –Metro, she recognized her- crumple onto the floor. Clang; thud; groan.

Reve's grin vanished. Okay, either she was insane, or someone had just tried to kill a police officer in broad daylight.

[i]No... More like an entire house filled with unfortunate non-fighters.[/i] She saw it clearly now. Blood. Guts. Intestines. Organs. Dead bodies with missing body parts.

[i]Naww, it's usually me, I'm the one who is not-quite-drunk, but I drank a little more today, right? Tell me I did, damn you, or Metro's dead.[/i]

Reve finally decided to butt in and find out for herself.

She kicked the door open, brandishing her sword. The stranger -a man, it seemed, without firearms- jumped, slightly startled. Reve felt her jaw slackening as she saw the Fable clan's insignia on his shirt.

[i]No, I am not loopy.[/i]

A sudden flash, and Reve's sword arm jerked instinctively to defend herself. A flurry of sparks ensued as the man's blade's path was completely changed by that slight movement. His eyes widened slightly.

Reve stared at him with her amber eyes. For a moment they were gazing at each other, mesmerized.

‘Red bull,’ Reve blurted, then clamped her mouth shut. He frowned, and dashed at her.

And then, he was at it again with his butterfly. A slight snarl tugged at the edges of Reve's mouth as she followed his movements with a practiced eye. Drunk or not, she had her rational fighter part of her brain functioning, and that was what separated her from other drunkards. Sparks flew, accompanied by the loud clashing of metal as the blades met, again, again, and again... And Reve was simply tilting her blade slightly to meet his every blow, pushing them off their course with slight nudges.

[i]No, he’s not that great,[/i] Reve thought. [i]Just another Butterfly spammer.[/i] It was reassuring. The outcome was already known in her mind.

And with every blow deflected, the man felt an increasing fear well up in his stomach. [i]Reve had the ability to strike him down whenever she wanted.[/i] This was already his [i]best butterfly[/i], but this girl was not even [i]straining[/i] to keep up with him. Her face looked so indifferent... So relaxed...

[i]Please stay this way, please don’t go serious...[/i] he prayed silently, a vein pulsing in his temple as he started to feel the first breathlessness of fatigue.

Reve's arm felt slightly numb after all that blocking. Sparks flew in front of her, the ringing of blades were jarring to her ears, but she remained as calm as ever. This man was simply an average Butterflyer who simply spammed Butterfly with the hopes of hitting you with some lucky slash. [i]Well, it won't work with Reve.[/i] He looked slightly panicked now, which amused the girl. She allowed a smirk to leak onto her face as his blows grew stronger, faster---

[i]Time to let him have a little taste of despair---[/i]

Suddenly, he was sailing through the air. His arms wheeled, his eyes widening as a yell of surprise escaped his mouth. What had happened? How did he...?

Sudden revelation as a small part of his brain processed what had happened a moment before. Reve had... She had simply flipped him while he was rushing at her. Impossible...! He was slashing...

Then it dawned on him that she had done the flip block spasm, which had flipped him while fending his attack off at the same time. A very basic K style move. [i]Ridiculously simple[/i]. He felt as if a giant hand was squeezing his chest. [i]She had finally gotten a little serious. And I’m going to die.[/i] He twisted his body in a somersault, praying to Kavveled that she did not know how to Insta---

But there was none to hear such a cold man’s prayer. The next moment, his torso exploded in blood as Reve whipped out her shotgun, took aim, and shot, all in a split second. Then, a whoosh and a bang as Reve dashed forward even as she kicked a table aside, her sword arm swinging back in preparation for her next move. The blade swung up in another uppercut as she flipped the man just as he was falling, causing him to fly up again.

[i]I...Impossible... This is... This is madness...[/i] The man felt strangely numb, losing all strength from his limbs as he stared down to look at her grinning face. [i]She can't have...That's not possible to do... So quickly...??[/i]

The rifle fired a quarter of a magazine into the man's head even as he was falling. His sword clattered loudly on the floor.

Reve stood over the man’s limp body, putting her rifle back into its holder, shaking her head.

‘So much trouble for one Fable idiot,’ she sighed, turning to Metro. And while she was at it, she had spotted Imppala lying at the area where the table had been before she kicked it away. Reve smacked herself in the head.

‘Idiot Fable idiots,’ she sighed, grabbing the collars of Metro and her companion, dragging them out the apartment behind her, streaks of blood in their wakes.
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'I heard a rifle firing,' Shadow said as they entered Town-4.

Legro heard it as well. 'That was about 8 bullets off a Nico,' she said, cooling the engines off, swinging her legs over the seat as she alighted from the Mule, somehow snapping its stopper out in the process. 'Something only Reve would use.'

They looked like a perfect match; two fighters riddled with weapons, both wearing the dark colored clothing normally linked to formidable ones. However, Shadow looked different. She was wearing Legro’s gray hoody jacket over her sleeveless shirt, and Legro was missing her jacket, revealing her black colored long sleeved blouse. Meaning that Legro lent Shadow her jacket to cover her arms, so that they would not poke out like a sore thumb in the crowd.

Only...[i]what[/i] crowd? Early afternoon. Hardly anyone was out at early afternoon in Town-4.

Shadow tried to alight, but her forearms stung so much that she even winced. She reached out a hand instead, and Legro grasped it, supporting her as she clumsily hopped off the Mule.

'I thought Reve was supposed to be in Town-3, taking care of the Fable troublemakers?’ Shadow said, hiding her forearms with the jacket Legro offered her.

The silver-blonde haired girl shrugged. 'And you think that Reve actually obeyed that? She is the carefree type, and Ganz is already lucky to have her working for us, so he doesn’t really object to her floating about. Nova's the one taking care of Town-3, together with Nyfe's team. I hope that they can handle those four from Fable clan.'

Then, her mind wandered back to her first duel with Reve in front of Ganz. At that time, Reve was no drunkard, but she still had that silly aura about her. In the end, Legro defeated her, but her butterfly was no use, and she even had to dish out her fastest double butterfly to get through Reve’s flawless defense... Almost flawless, but not fast enough. And Reve had even managed to deal her a stunning Massive before she fell. Ganz had been impressed, and tried to get her to join the Cavalry, but in the end, it was Nova who did the trick. Legro did not know how.

'She probably could, with Nyfe and Falerix’s aid, ' Shadow said, chuckling. 'She almost beat me in butterflying, and that's pretty good, although I would be even more amazed if she can get a scratch on you, Legro.'

Legro did not answer.

The ground felt strange under Shadow’s feet. After so many hours of riding the Mule, her legs felt slightly numb from all the vibrations, and she was somewhat unused to solid ground. She looked up at Legro, wondering if she felt the same, but she outwardly remained emotionless. Shadow sighed. As formidable in combat as she may be, Legro was not as formidable as a person. She seems so... Impenetrable. Emotionless. Cold. Distant.

They strolled down the quite-empty streets of the Shopping Square, glad that it was empty as it was. Shadow would indeed attract much attention with those blackened arms. [i]And who was the cause of it?[/i] She increasingly hated Arladerus for kicking the Mule in the first place.

But she had to admit, Arlad’s scream was funny.

Legro pushed open the door of a clinic, allowing Shadow to walk past her first. The air-conditioning inside was a relief to the external heat, but the lack of people inside made Shadow a little annoyed at their equally lack of service. However, those thoughts were banished as a smiling nurse walked towards them from a back room of the counter.

'2nd degree burns we're looking at, aren't we?' The young girl chirped, putting a hand on Shadow's shoulder. The fighter looked at Legro with an odd look, which Legro took for mild amusement at the nurse's cheery attitude, despite them armed to the teeth.

‘I suppose so, it’s boiling petroleum we’re looking at now,’ Shadow said through gritted teeth, her arms started to sting slightly.

‘Oh, dear! Let’s have it looked at immediately!’ The nurse chirped, scurrying out of the counter area. The nurse gave Legro a glance as she ushered Shadow inside the treatment room, smile faltering as she found no emotion within the fighter's lifeless eyes, but the contact was too brief for her to see the sadness within them. Legro found herself smiling slightly, as if she stole some of the happiness within the nurse’s cheerful gaze.

She unclipped her weapons to put it across her lap as she settled on a cushioned chair, rubbing both temples at the feeling of a slight headache thundering behind it. Must have been the heat.

Tapping her foot against the ground, she waited...

And then, she heard Reve’s cursing voice form outside. She turned to look---

‘...Mother f***ing Fable clan idiots who don’t clean their balls...’

The door swung open, and the auburn haired girl walked in, her hands behind her as if she was dragging something. Legro tilted her head to look.

‘Reve,’ She started, ‘What the hell happened?’

She saw two police officers getting dragged by their collars, bloody and unconscious. Maybe not the female one, since she was still fidgeting slightly. Legro suddenly remembered the rifle spray she heard as they entered the town.

‘Nothing,’ Reve said, , wiping the sweat from her brow as she let go of the two police officers, their bodies limp on the cold ground. ‘Just a Fable clan idiot who tried to kill them. I saved them, y’know. You should have seen the bastard’s face. Funny as hell.’

Legro sighed. She was talking to a sadist. ‘You [i]killed[/i] someone.’

‘Someone from Fable clan. Which equals to no one, anyways.’

‘Who are these officers? You know them?’

‘Metro and Imppala. The only two officers, besides Dragoon, who actually survived so long patrolling the Apartments. Pity they’re in the afternoon shift. But then, because of so many people dying in other shifts, they do a lot of overtime---‘

‘And how do you know this?’ Legro said with accusing eyes. ‘Haven’t you been on jobs for the Cavalry?’

‘Uhh...’

‘Skipped them?’

‘No!’ Reve said, shaking her hands in front of her. ‘Definitely not. I simply made Nova---‘

‘You made [i]Nova[/i] handle all of them?!!’

‘Most of them, but I did the dangerous ones.’

Legro stared at Reve’s sheepish grin