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.
during my rage typing, I said portal, I meant the hole in the residence, my bad. *facepalms brain out the back of his head which splats in the wall behind me*
*clears throat* But if Zophia is going evil, then how did that happen, I see no evil ghost person near her *cross eyed, slightly retarded childish voice* *poke epic vein* *with a stieeeeeck* Oh... How come you only saved the moderator *pout*! And..... *deep thought* ... I am sure a kitteh would make Strop better.
during my rage typing, I said portal, I meant the hole in the residence, my bad. *facepalms brain out the back of his head which splats in the wall behind me*
*clears throat* But if Zophia is going evil, then how did that happen, I see no evil ghost person near her *cross eyed, slightly retarded childish voice* *poke epic vein* *with a stieeeeeck* Oh... How come you only saved the moderator *pout*! And..... *deep thought* ... I am sure a kitteh would make Strop better.
your poking my vein with a steak? can I eat it?
I can explain the zoph-to evil ness with one word: "Possession"
And I saved the zoph because I beat you in our character wars *epic win* jk, but really, how would you know to save zoph is I was the one who put the bombs down to lay the smoke? HMM?
@zoph: Notice the change in eye color form strops transitiion from blue to purple, do you notice anything Similar with yourself?
I thought about that, but couldn't quite - see it. If you mean what I think you mean. Still pretty, though.
I actually picture zoph as an actual character, mainly based off of self portraits and pictures seen on the interwebs. (P.S. they sey flat chestedness is a long forgotten trait of the gods. haaaah)
Lol.
*clears throat* But if Zophia is going evil, then how did that happen, I see no evil ghost person near her *cross eyed, slightly retarded childish voice* *poke epic vein* *with a stieeeeeck* Oh... How come you only saved the moderator *pout*! And..... *deep thought* ... I am sure a kitteh would make Strop better.
*has cooled off because I listened to the song of time done on a real ocarina*
Good Old Zelda! Calms and soothes the senses...especially the songs 'Return of Calmness' and 'Resurging of Kakariko Village' from Twilight Princess....those songs helped me a fair bit during tough times...
then I point out my OTHER totally liable and not made up explenation, that because I threw the smokes, you were confused and didn't know where everything was, so I grabbed zoph and RAN.
Actually I poked you with a stick, but... *hands over steak* Now, where were I... Oh, yes.
*noms on steak happily* *face turns odd and spits it back at your face* THIS IS RIB-EYE, BRING ME PRIME RIB DANG YOU!!!
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Cenere is far from dead everyone, he has his dirk in his arm, and a bloody mouth from getting punched in the gut 15 too many times. *looks at Cenere* like you haven't tortured yourself in a way before.
then I point out my OTHER totally liable and not made up explenation, that because I threw the smokes, you were confused and didn't know where everything was, so I grabbed zoph and RAN.
Suuure... And cats dance tango, right? Admit it, you just used me to get rid of Strop!
*noms on steak happily* *face turns odd and spits it back at your face* THIS IS RIB-EYE, BRING ME PRIME RIB DANG YOU!!!
Get it yourself, teenie!
Cenere is far from dead everyone, he has his dirk in his arm, and a bloody mouth from getting punched in the gut 15 too many times.
D:
*looks at Cenere*
D:
like you haven't tortured yourself in a way before.
D: ... I mean... NEVER!!!
and you're discussing music here too, Totally right cen :P