Thanks to whatever jerk got the last one deleted for no reason, reporting things on a blog, get a life, third time with different wording –

Got what the kids called World of Warcraft, there has been no greater frustration than flight paths, flying from Splintertree Post to Sun Rock Retreat is a wonderful example, when it could fly you just over the mountains it instead takes you up the whole length of Ashenvale, twirls you around, takes detours, then goes all the way around to the very top of Stonetalon Mountains, and – get this – goes OVER the mountains, then flies you alllllllll the way south, way down there, to Sun Rock Retreat. read more

The first rays of light shone through the tops of glistening treetops. The days first dew collected and refracted the light.
It was the first day of the new year. Johan slept fitfully through the chorus of birds and symphony of crickets.
Squirrels chattered amongst themselves, and the whole forest was alive with noises. There was never any silence.

As Johan awoke, he rubbed his eyes of their tiredness, and yawned his last yawn. He stood up, and ambled over to his
mahogany wardrobe. He picked out suitable clothes for the day. Unaware, that in a couple hours, the wedding would start. Johan stared blankly at his clock, trying to figure out, what his schedule was. His eyes flew wide open as he
realized the answer. He darted across the room, grabbing what he needed. Johan with a half of a strudel in his mouth,
sprinted out of his home, disturbing the chorus of nature, with crumbs flying behind him. read more

It’s 4:31am. I’m stoned o__o
And it y’know what?! I’m still not lvl 80 yet >__>
At a certain point of one’s life they take the time to look back and wonder how much time they have wasted;
Let’s take a look at how I wasted 2007, in Maple story, not-training:

1. Buddy chat.
2. Guild chat.
3. Stalking
4. Drama.
5. Randoms in fm.
*applause applause* read more

WHAT THE HELL?!

I wonder, what’s wrong with some of the maplers today. While I was window-shopping at FM cc1, a hermit just anyhow defame me. When I track his name back to ask for an explanation, he just log off.. sigh..

I don’t really care about that one point of fame but I just don’t get it! What is the point of defaming someone you don’t know, for fun?! MapleStory is meant to be a place where the gamers can have fun and enjoy the game. But somehow, there are just spoilers in our world. read more

Chapter 47: Off of the Island

Date: November 26, 3007
Time: 01:20
Location: Navasota Island

Deirdre McKenna laid her A-3 Asianic Sniper Rifle on the sandy beach and sat down on the cool sand. The lingering smell of putrid smoke and burning flesh loitered around in the cold night air; they were still burning the bodies of the dead behind her, where the sands were red. A wisp of wind wandered through, temporarily dampening out the rotten smell. read more

(Which is me. Harhar.)

Well, after two hours of playing Nanaca Crash, I succumbed to my bladder’s cries of terror and ran to the potty.

And when I came back, I randomly thought ‘maybe I’ll go back to those blogs I don’t even remember writing…and revise Persistence.’

Yea, so the minute I finished reading the first chapter I knew that there was no way I could go to sleep. Not after reading THAT crap. read more

A soul so dark and cold
No emotion, devoid of all feeling
There is no redemption

There stood four on a cliff-top, hanging over a major seaport. They wore black cloaks with hoods that covered their faces in shadows. As if sensing their presence, the sun made a vain attempt to stay above the horizon but eventually continued its descent to illuminate the other side of the world. The sky turned from orange to night and soon, the darkness smothered all the land. Beneath one hood, a smile appeared. A smile with fangs. Suddenly, all around the four, a band of more cloaked people appeared. “It’s time to hunt my brothers,” hissed the cloaked figure who had smiled. As if from some unknown signal, the group of cloaked figures vanished, silent as the moonlight now shining on the grass. read more

Greetings, readers of MMOTales! I can easily shorten this blog into a single statement- “I present you with my 14th comic!” But then, it would be much too short.

How ironic. Did you know, they called the Titanic the “Unsinkable”?

Anyways, making this MMOTales related- *sigh* Not being allowed to play any online games during the weekdays makes life really boring. That’s probably the reason why I make comics and blog, anyways. (Sorry if I offended anyone. =P) Ok, I’m kind of out of ideas of what to write… (Sorry if this isn’t really MMOT-related except for the comic. =/ ) read more

lots of my friends always brag me about how it feels to be a GM………….i feel like a freaking celebrity and its great.
someone asked me ( i think it was my non-GM friend exven) what kind of powers do a GM have, and i answer: powers of a god

here are all the powers of a GM:

slaveclone(creating a replica of yourself or another player in the server and it becomes your little partner, you can create an army of these) read more

“GHASGHSAKJDEHSHDUSFURRURURGERRADDAMAHGARDENYAHBUNCHAHOEBAGSARHFASDFHAFHSDLFJHSD”

“…? Did you hear that?”

“Yeah, I’m scared, hold me! I think it was a hobo!”

Nipples approaches the bush. As he does he can hear a man and a woman cowering, or at least making cowering noises. Or at least he thinks they’re cowering noises. Nipples steps over the bush to find the couple hunched together clinging to a giant golden idol. Nipples is stunned. The most valuable thing he’d ever seen was a chocolate cream. Not the chocolate. read more