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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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*realizes that this would just go on forever*
Hence you should stop in your tracks and uh....
FLY LIKE SUPERMAN
Rodya is a nickname for Rodion, which is Raskolnikov's first name.
The walls were lined with Majick ores, mainly Majicark. Majicark was used to animate things, and I used it to work on the Excel Virus. However Majicark always lost it's effects of animation to Lima beans. Not sure why but it did. It could make pictures come to life like I saw in Harry Potter at a few different sites. It helped make several games here at ArmorGames as well. Most people didn't have the zombie genious as Cen, Devoidless and I (Author's Note: Shaddap). So they had used the Majicark in order to animate dead pixels and dead sprites. It was a common method. Some had a few side effects, hence the creation of Sonny (Author's Note: Krin please forgive me, I just needed to throw a game reference in here).
The bricks in the walls seemed to cave in at any moment, and rocks fell from the ceiling. I had no idea what could have been making it. After the long walk down the Majicark lined staircase, we came upon a single desk with a circle of bookcases around. It was a dome like room, possibly 180 meters in diameter. Each book was dusted, but they had all been in perfect alphabetical order and were well kept.
"My god.... I think I'm in love," said Cen eagerly, staring at all of the books around. "Must....touch...books" he continued, running to the nearest shelf and hugging it as if it was a long lost aunt who had seemed to die in a fire. It was very unlike him to be... happy. I shivered at the thoughts running through my head of just what he might have done. Dance in a tutu was just as likely as kill us all. He's pretty unpredictable when he's happy.
With Cen loving up the shelves, I investigated the desk. It was the only piece of furniture, besides the Victorian chair under it. It was a nice chair, one worthy of titanic. The red cushion upon a brass colored base. I think this chair was worthy of a king. Sitting in it, I pulled open the first drawer to come into place. I saw something rather odd... it looked like a catalog of weapons.
I pulled it out and dusted it off, showing all sorts of weapons. Axes, knives, daggers, hatchets, guns, blunderbusses, a .... fish? What? Flipping through some more pages, on page 302, I found a twin set of large blades circled.
"Hey, this must be Asherlee's old place...why is there so many books though?" I mumbled under my breathe. Meanwhile, Cen was in the "History of Moderators" section sniffing the books. Zophia was in the same section, completely ignoring Cen's love of books...if I didn't know any better I bet he'd have gotten off already (Author's Note: please comment me if this is too vulgar, so that way I could copy/paste then edit it). Skater was looking at the Zombie section of the books.
"Hey thoad! We have a small sub-section in here! Filled with about 20 books! Isn't that cool?" Skater called over to me. His voice echoed in the dome. It didn't occur to me to look up until just now. My face showed pure shock, my eyes as wide as saucers. "Hey, what's the matter with you?" he asked, walking up to the desk. He looked up himself. His face, too, filled with shock, and maybe a little bit of terror.
"...Not good...."
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Roadripper stood tall and walked up to the podium. "I think I know what this is!" he spoke into a megaphone that was powered by Majick ore. "Intel received not 24 hours ago shows that Moegreche was making something-" his voice was cut off but a crash on the surface. "-BIG, everyone it's time for one of our first outclass battles, IT'S TIME TO BE SEEN, TO BE HEARD!" yelled roadripper, his hand raised in the air.
He managed to do it, every user that was part of the syndicate raised their hands in the air, cheering for war. This may or may not have been it, but the war was about to get just a little more complicated with a 3rd party.
And that's it for that. I made a deal with cen saying that if he made the new MWT then I would make the new MW.
So here it be!
Maybe you should keep going with that deal, then the MWT might be finished sometime this year :P
it gave a link to your DA submission. Isn't that okay in that case?
Yes, actually I shoulda checked but I didn't want to expend my puny bandwidth on a download. But since it's the link, this is perfectly fine!
"...Not good...."
Hey, I'm the only one allowed to make cliffies!
And...
Books<3
Maybe you should keep going with that deal, then the MWT might be finished sometime this year :P
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Personally, I advise a copy+paste redo of above section, taking out references to objectionable sites. And by objectionable I mean "Stuff no one deserves to see."
Then I'll take care of the rest. Or do it all if it is not taken care of soon enough.
Love,
Voidy
since personally my eyes hurt when I read mods posts, here's the black version! (Because black is cool)
srry bout the segment being short last time guys, here's another.
"Not good not good not good!" I yelled, my voice steadily rising as I held my head in fear.
Cen noticed me freaking out, and stopped his booklove. He had gotten to my side by the time I was going "We're all F***ed! F***ED!!!!" My eyes were rolled into the back of my head, the red veins at the bottom. Skater wasn't much better. Cen too looked up and gasped.
The ceiling was painted, in what seemed to be an old prophecy of olden days. It showed turmoil of armorgames, then it lead to kongregate and it's london themed streets were soon turned to rubble. It was a horrifying sight. It was detailed as if it was a photo. It showed peoples heads on sticks, their blood coming out of their eyeballs, it showed tanks and rhino's destroyed with gore everywhere.
Cenere's eyes were filled with terror, just like the rest of us. Zophia hadn't even given us the light of day, she was caught up in a historical book about banhammers. The banbrush was apparently one of the most difficult to handle. She finaly noticed us when Cenere threw up to his right side, clenching his ribs. The chunks were orange, and among it was white bile. He curled up and fell onto the ground. He had fainted.
Skater started to yell uncontrollably, the things we saw on the ceiling of this library was horrifying. Possibly the worst thing however, was the wet blood we saw on the ceiling. Its words, "Dead are the mods". The blood started to drip to the floor, plopping on the floor. I regained my head, and was to a point where I was just screaming. For no reason besides so much carnage seen in one place. Slaughtering several zombies with a hatchet doesn't even prepare you for this. There was just so much blood and guts in one place.
After about 3 minutes, I was able to look away, but through all the screaming, my head felt light. The feeling in my limbs dimmed away ever so slightly until there was only a blackness as deep as space. I could barely hear Zophia's voice in the distance. "Thoad, Thoad! Skater stop screaming! Cenere's passed out and... Thoad!"
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The syndicate users were gathered out a silo looking place, at the contruction site. Each had guns, knives, axes, spears, or swords. Kingryan, RoadRipper, and the other bigwigs of the ZSC were in front, raising their weapons with a bloodthirsty warcry. Only the god of the internet (Voidy Edit for the win) knew.
The silo opened, and laughter was the only thing able to be heard. Until the collusus that Moegreche nicknamed "Bahamut III" there was a humming in the air.
The syndicate members stared up at it, lowering their weapons. Their morale was destroyed, and some started to shed tears. Others dropped their weapons and ran. "We're all going to die!" Yelled one, "We're so f***ed!" yelled another.
"Aaaahhahahahahahaha~! Scream! Scream louder little ants! Screeeaaam!" Yelled Bahamut III. A horn so demonic made the syndicate bigwigs scared, but they stood their ground. This would either be the start of the true syndicate, or the end of the previous one.
Well it's really too bad that I couldn't do the ref's to the other sites :P oh well.
YEAHYEAHYEAHEYAHYEAHYEAHYEAH!!!!!!!!
I love this!
So are we ever gonna fight laong the sidicate? Or what there called?
*is to lazy to scroll up and check.
So are we ever gonna fight laong the sidicate? Or what there called?
You got close, it's Syndicate. Also, we're currently seperated from them. We haven't even made too much of contact.
There's gonna be slaughter next round!
O, goddy! can you kill tennis man and firetail?
Just kidding.
can you kill tennis man and firetail?
*crosses fingers* jk... or am I? > > ... < < ... > >
*crosses fingers* jk... or am I? > > ... < < ... > >
I'd be glad to kill off firetail but I don't have his approval since he did the whole snake box routine (MGS ref), and I don't know tennisman too well.
I have a question for you all that's been kicking my butt down and back the block:
Do I normally handle teh spotlight when I have it?
yes skater but really who doesn't enjoy the spotlight?
and I am an opportunist, if there's something for free and able to be had, I take it.
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