It was a sad day for armorgames...it was maybe 6 months ago. Our founder, and something of god, Daniel McNeely, had passed away. Of what? Well, Prostate Cancer (because he was too stubborn to get an exam), and about 1 million spam bots, and another 1 million ghosts, that haunted ArmorLand. Daniel went out in a blast, however, he had slaughtered almost all of the spam bots, and revoked half of the ghosts. He did it all by himself, how was he killed? The 3 spamlords, had destroyed him. His sucsessor, Carlie, was then put in charge in the ArmorCastle (Most of the places I will be talking about is Here Thank you strop for the well illustrated map), and hunted down the 3 spamlords whom killed our honest and great king. Carlie Ruled over ArmorLand for another 3 months, it was quiet, but she had ignored the hauntings, especially fluent in the Tavern. Many Drunks were possessed and killed during her Term. We thought that it was still okay, however. We praised Carlie. Sadly, her term was not as long as we had hoped, she soon died. Of what? Murder. Crowds of people came to the meeting hall, and the ArmorCastle, ranting, raving, rioting, and hatespamming of this terrible crime. "Who could have murdered Carlie?!" Everyone shouted. Indeed, it was a sad time. After this, the Mods had done something they almost NEVER done before, they argued with each other. The arguments and debates never ceased, and then, it turned to flames. War broke out in ArmorLand! Some people flee'd to the gates, but using their mighty ban-tools, the Moderators crushed the fleeing users, and captured those who might survive the mighty blow. Those who were captured were either brainwashed, raped, or enslaved. Oddly, Ubertuna had never went into the moderation wars, he stayed at the ArmorCastle, completely unknowing of this terrible instance! He had been too busy fighting off several armies, some of which from the moderators themselves, trying to either defile or conquer the Castle, taking it for themselves. Zoph had been fighting with Strop for the Imaginarium and the other artistry sectors of Armorland, mainly composed to the south. Strop took over alot of the North, and some of the west as well. Moegreche had completely exiled and pushed back strops efforts to capture the debate area of ArmorLand. Using large, mechanical constructs of stone and powerful Logick (majick + logic), that crushed the users mind with pure sense, and that won every debate. Moegreche has two, extremely large Contructs, which he calls the Sentenials that stand guard out his Mansion. Zoph has a castle made entirely out of paintings and sculptures, and has a garden/field of mazzelhs, which tend to sleep with her. Her good friend Cenere is her right hand man, and has a regemin of warriors modeled after her character Kai. Ubertuna stays at his post, constantly fighting in a valiant battle against the riots of the ArmorLanders. He is a great soul, indeed. There was but one force to stop the madness (SPARTAAAAA) of the Moderation wars. That was called the Syndicate, a group of long time users that go into the tavern for secret meetings, telling each other of the moderators plans. Most of the people in the Syndicate are club members. Sadly, clubs were the first to be enslaved. The Moderation wars have just begun.
WHOO, I've been thinking of this concept of the Moderation Wars for a couple days, I hope you guys all like, since ArmorGames themed stories seem to be pretty popular nowadays.
ok, sorry for the double post but I noticed that this really is INSANELY popular for a story on AG, and I don't want to pass up the offer here, so here's the next segment.
Segment 4: Strop packed another ninja suit, and unlike almost all times, a few poison needles. When he wrapped the needles, to prevent from poking himself, he whispered under his breathe, "alls fair when love and war, All's fair when love and war," He kept repeating it under his breathe, as he exited his chambers, into the central chamber. There was Ryan's men, bowing and humming in rythmic tone. Strop almost completely ignored them, and went outside, into the Cherry Blossomed courtyard. Sadly, the only cherry blossoms he saw where crushed, or pedals. "You'll pay moe..." Strop mumbled under his breathe, the pony jumped, dashing eastward to Danks forest. +++ The Syndicate was in rukkus, when I remembered Strops plan, "Skater! Enough, I know your not the traitor, if you were I would have heard you rambling on about it in your apartment next to me. I hear you with all the other girls from the residence...doing things. Anyways, your in charge until I get back as usual, I'm going to intercept strop with a few of our men, understand?" Skater grunted in agreement and formed the board of the top 20 in a row, seeing the most spam bottish and fandom like users. Sprinting at large speeds, about 40 MPH (MILES per hour) I tried to beat Strop to dank. I may have been closer than Strop to the forest, but I didn't know where Dank's cabin/ranch was. I was going to need the boost. +++ Strop was going fast, and was almost at the residence already, the cluster of houses that seemed to go as high as a mountain, and the cracks within the residence were so small not even a roach could get through. "I guess I'll have to BUST through" Strop growled, summoning thor once more. With another roar, about 50 users, only 5 being of the Syndicate, was crushed. A large hole was punched through the Residence, making a large explosino and crash. +++ I was in the forest searching for danks house when I heard a mighty crash behind me. "Shit, he broke through!" I said to myself, turning around and running. I ran for a good 30 minutes, before I heard a shuffle behind me, "Strop?" I asked, in a gruff and threatening tone. A pink unicorn came out. Wait a second. I puked, repulsed by the creature, "Ah jesus! Ok....d..dank must buh buh buh be around....EW DISGUSTING," I yelled, it was a Penicorn, a happy, benevolent race of Unicorn, but awful....gay. They were pink, with large um...organs replacing a horn on the unicorn. They repulsed me, but I knew dank was near because of it, he Loved Penicorns (Suggestive, idn't it?), and had a large herd of them. "Mr..." I wretched again, my throat getting soar, "Penicorn, please, take me to your master," I said, wishing that it didn't have a proboscis upon it's head. The penicorn swept me up on it's back, ignoring that I was throwing up to the side while doing so, and took me to Danks Ranch. I stepped off the thing, and walked into Danks main house, penicorn free, besides some of the uh...proboscis's. "Hello Dank, I'm here t-" Just then, Strop was knocking on the door. "dammit!" I said, running towards a closet and locking myself in. Dank tried to reason me out of it, but apparantly he had not known of the Moderation wars. "Dank, come with me."
Well, at least I get to be a pimp of sorts..............and be second in command.
Hrm, very intresting. But I was abit confused about the wall Strop broke through. Was that Danks place or something else? Becuse if that was Danks place why were there normal users i nthere.
Yeah that confused me as well.I always thought of him as more of a crazy wizard hermit or something.
Hrm, very intresting. But I was abit confused about the wall Strop broke through. Was that Danks place or something else? Becuse if that was Danks place why were there normal users i nthere.
He was in the residential area of the Armor land and so I think he broke through a random residence(like a house or apartment complex or something)At least that is my understanding of it all.
