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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.
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But without the offtopic, there would be no on-topic, eh strop? Without an opposite, there can be none of something, just a lack of it's opposite. SO WITHOUT OFFTOPICNESS, there would be no ontopicness, just a lack of offtopicness.
oh great don't tell me the segment is a lie right?I swear Aperture Science must have bought out AG or something by this point.Anyways still waiting...
Hey Thoad, where are you? I have come back form the depth's of the unknowns for today to seek a chapter!
Wow...there were more new posts on the Animation Comp. than this one when I came home from school today...WHAT IS THE WORLD COMING TOOOOO???
Wanna post the next chapter Thoad?
mmk, sorry bout that folks, here's the new segment:
I was in the closet, scared as Strop tried to persuade Dank to join him. I held the coat beside me, and to my right there was a tie of....yeah, a tie of the male genetalia. "What's with this guy and cock jo-" Before I could mumble to myself, strop jolted his head towards the closet.
"Who's in there?!" Strop yelled at Dank. Dank, naturally, was confused, and hadn't known of the Moderation wars.
"Well, it's the user known as Thoadthetoad, you know, the guy who started that zombie club thing?" Dank told Strop, a little frightened.
"Throad..." Strop taunted, growling. I got pissed, and burst through the closet, yelling.
"DON'T CALL ME THROAD YOU DIRTY MOD!" I threw a punch at him, raging. He easily and smoothly dodged it, grabbing me by the hand and throwing me out the window of Danks cabin.
I was covered in glass, but because of my tough clothing, I hadn't gotten cut. "Ok you dirty mod, let's GO," I yelled at Strop, cooled down but not exactly calm.
"Bring it," Strop grunted, letting out some horse breathe under his mask. I hadn't noticed it, but his eyes were beginning to be a dull...purple.
I put myself in a battle ready position, ready to take anything he threw at me. He charged, fists ready. Before he could have hit me, I slid towards him, tripping the horse with his own movements. Strop landed on his hands, doing a flip and landing on his feet as I pushed myself up.
"C'mon, ya pansy!" I said to strop, mimicing Monty Pythons the black knight scene.
His eyes turned a deep purple, and he started attacking me with a flurry of kicks, flips, and punches. I dodged each with pure accuracy, when I found an open moment. I grabbed Strops hoove, it trying to kick me across the face. "You're getting weaker," I taunted, folding my hands around it, throwing him into the air.
He roared in anger as he went flying through the air, and landed in a tumble. "DIE" He yelled, throwing a barrage of Needles with poison tips at me.
I dashed to my right, yelling, "I thought you didn't <i>use</i> poison, Strop!" I yelled at him, taunting him. "Oh well, if your not gonna play fair," I pulled out a bunch of smoke tabs, of which were small bombs that let out smoke. "I won't," I chuckled and threw them down, causing our entire battlefield to be filled with smoke.
"WHERE ARE YOU COWARD?!" Strop yelled, his eyes turning a dark purple. He summoned thor, "FINE, IF YOU WON'T COME OUT, I'LL BLAST YOU OUT!" He yelled into the smoke. He hit the ground, causing dust to throw the smoke away, and I put my arms in front of myself, blocking the rubble. "There you are!" He yelled, throwing Thor at my face, I ducked back every now and again, noticing his dark purple eyes glowing.
I grabbed the head of Thor, it having no effect and poor strength. Strop was amazed. "WHY ARE YOU NOT BANNED?!" He yelled at me. I told him just why, "You locked the gates, remember?" I smiled wide, pulling Thor from Strops hands. "Your corruption has made you weak strop, your letting a user get the better of you!" I swung Thor at Strop, hitting him full on. "Your pathetic," I said simply, tossing Thor in his direction.
Strop was laying down, extremely hurt by having Thor hit him clear in his face. His eyes turned back into a lucious sky blue, as I walked towards Dank, explaining myself. "ArmorLand is under war by the mods, will you help the Syndicate to overthrow the mods?" I offered my hand, and Dank shook it.
Strop faded in and out, until he finally blacked out. His breathe still running and filling his lungs, but completely unconcious from Thoadthetoad's blow. "Daamn...yoou..." he murmured before he finally gave out.
I walked towards the hole in the Residence once more, riding, to my disgust, another penicorn. "I wonder what Dan will think of the new breed of Unicorn I bred!" Dank said. I puked off the side, and looked at him.
"I forgot to mention...Dan's dead. Carlie is also dead, that's why this entire war started..." I told him.
"What?!" He said to me, rather shocked. I explained to him the past 3 months, and he simply nodded and kept riding the Penicorn.
"The Rest of the Moderators will pay..." I whispered under my breathe, leaving Danks Penicorn and heading to my house in the Aristocracy.
You...you beat Strop...talk about Mary Sueing...or whatever it is called! I don't think that he will be very happy about this...and will probably have something to say...
So now we have a Mod on our side hey? Awesome...
*random thought* Maybe I could take advantage of Strops injuries back at the Dojo...and take full control of it...
You...you beat Strop...talk about Mary Sueing...or whatever it is called! I don't think that he will be very happy about this...and will probably have something to say...
Remember, if the gate of ArmorLand is closed and locked from both sides, banishment is impossible. So the banhammer loses it's power. Also notice the mysterious Purple glow in strops eye.
What is the Purple Glow? Will the Penicorns be enough? Why is this like a DBZ ending?
FIND OUT, ON, THE MODERATION WAAARS~
Dude this is awesome i love this segment the best so far wow you beat Strop that is just amazing!!! i thought he was a professional ninja!!!
Lol...I bet Strop has a brain worm....just like this one:
Lol...I drew that in about 5 minutes!
lol a brain worm, no off topicness plz. But I will say that is NOTHING even CLOSE to the reason of his purple eye glow.
But without the offtopic, there would be no on-topic, eh strop?
You may be semantically correct but I'm not ascribing any value judgement to on-topic and off-topic as they are mere attributes and their implications on execution of site policy.
That's a big difference between most of the users and the moderators: most users attach a pejorative connotation to "off-topic" whereas moderators, in their role, only really care about whether this means the thread should or should not be locked. Process of value judgement is also evident in the rating of how "good" a thread is by how "active" it is.
And...yeah...I must say...I'm gonna wait to see how this resolves because this is totally like a perversion of the natural order! In a way it kinda reminds me of that Masquerade round of the MWT...
And if you thought I (the real mod) was unflappable, you should see Dank. If I'm ice, he's liquid nitrogen.
To add to this, thoad however does have some things right: letting a user get the better of one a poor moderator makes. And I like the idea that locking the gates would result in the banning breaking, though...since Dank's place lies outside the gates, I'm not sure how this would exactly translate, hm.
Oh Strop, You got Pwned... Haa,
Agreed lol ut i dought that one user could have taken out a mod HAHA
I'm gonna wait to see how this resolves because this is totally like a perversion of the natural order
Don't worry, unlike fst and RF, you did NOT get pwned, there's a completely liable explanation of which would be a very good plot device further in the story, of which I'll keep a secret for now.
letting a user get the better of one a poor moderator makes. And I like the idea that locking the gates would result in the banning breaking, though...since Dank's place lies outside the gates, I'm not sure how this would exactly translate, hm.
I'm glad that you like the idea, there's also another reason that strop was caught in a cheap shot there. I'm also glad you liked the segment, I was listening to "your gonna go far kid" by the offspring while doing it too...great song. As for the Danks place thing, I was really hoping someone wouldn't point that out, because I can't totally think that through with my logic. lol. Especially considering that this story has the least logic I have ever seen.
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