‘Tis I .
-Transmission Intercepted-Transmission Intercepted-
The words flashed a ghostly blue on the screen of MMOTales. The viewers awed at it, until a penguin popped up on the screen.

“Hiya there, mortals! I am HUMAN!”

At this point, people fainted; a few remained conscious; only to be mesmerised by the screen.
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The machine whirred, the blue words started to appear on the screen. A mechanized voice rang out.
”Will you allow this unidentified, perhaps dangerous programme adjoin the computer system?”

The elders considered it. Maybe it was another message that would entertain them for a while. Perhaps it was an advertisement for food that had a chance of getting in. The people were thoroughly tired of eating the one food that could be sustained under the pressure. Spam.
“Yes.”
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These humans were as eager as a carrot faced by rabbits. Or was it a rabbit faced by carrots? The creator sighed.
Speaking their lingo was bad enough, but using their metaphors…?
The creature turned in her chair, and began to siphon large amounts of information from the large database. Yet another race was waiting to be conquered. The entire population would be sitting ducks for the army.
-Relaying Transmission-
Greetings. I would like to congratulate you on your intelligence of allowing this probe sweeper in. You are very, very kind. And very, very stupid. I may mention it is by far too late to do anything worthwhile, so sit back, and listen to what your future ruler has to say. Remember, what you say is unimportant, so do not speak. Speak one syllable, and one of your people will die, speak two syllables, two people will die, and so forth.
If only you weren’t so narrow-minded, humans, you would realise that there are other species lingering around. What you call your world is shared by thousands of these species. You persist in killing them, then attempting to rescue them. Need I remind you of how pathetic you are? Open your eyes.
There is another world, humans. It is called ‘Maple Story’. Each day you spend there is a different story. I think you will enjoy it there. Since you love to kill so, there are plenty of monsters there, waiting to be slain. Each monster you slay gives you more experience of killing. Be discomforted? If you are, I am afraid you cannot survive there. We don’t have ordinary jobs, there. Warrior, Thief, Archer and Magician. Each to his, or her greatest delight. In that world, it is slay, or be slain. Killing is your way of survival. Any pity for the monsters will be slowly extinguished, as they damage you, or maybe even kill you. It is easy to be killed there.
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The message stopped for a while, as a series of maniacal laughter echoed throughout the room. Another screen popped up. The elder in charge clenched his fists, until there were crescent-shaped fingernail marks on his palm. The screen’s arrival without the computer system doing virus sweep and asking for admission only meant that the person had brought down the system, which was not something anyone could actually do.
The plasma screen pulsed gently, and showed the people another world.
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Some little pictures of the monsters you may encounter there, and my own experiences in my world.
The maladies were women who sold their soul to the devil in exchange for power. The devil manipulated their soul, forcing them to submit to evil. My first encounter with them was remarkable. Not only did I succeed in stealing one of their broomsticks, I managed to convince them to leave me, as I was one of their sisters, from another part of the region. They didn’t have a shred of doubt that I was indeed one of them, and that maladies only resided in the forest of Ellinia, town of Magicians. I needed their potions for Jane, a person wearing a bunny suit, resembling the ones that girls serving people in bars wear. No wonder her father forbid her to travel. Since her dream had been vanquished, she tried her hand at being an alchemist. She needed materials, and since she could not move from where she was, she pleaded with passing travellers to help her gather them, and giving us experience and a good scroll at the last materials. Scrolls are used to upgrade weapons. A good scroll can fetch a great price at the market, too. I escaped into their secret gingerbread cottage, and took the amount of potions that I needed. I am grateful of the broomstick, or I would have to gather the potions in a harder way.
My dearest Sisters..
The devil in control of their soul realised I did not look like a malady at all, and that he did not have my soul. He sent the maladies flying after me, and it was due to a quick Lith Harbour scroll did I escape.
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I attended a meeting with my commanders, NezumiKami, otherwise known as NEZZY, and Vanny, otherwise known as SweetAznPunk It will not be harmful for you to know that I intend to take over your world. Wretched as you are, your world is plentiful, and prospers everyday, and you are not in the position to wreck it. We aim for world domination. Not only have we successfully conquered 59 different worlds, we have managed to send their inhabitants into our own world, where they slowly learn our methods and rituals, and eventually become one of us, and join our ranks to conquer all. Delightful.

Come, people.
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We established headquarters in the place they call Sharenian. It is effectively protected, but people do insist in getting past our Gates and our security and try to take down the monster we control, to acquire experience, items and respect. Just to amuse them, we have built a rock, called Honourable Rock, where we carve guilds on; the people who have went in the furthest; in many places. A little picture may be useful .

Evil reigns .

There was a challenge made by one of my.. Acquaintances, and I accepted. A popularity contest. It was amusing, with him ranting that I cheated. He admitted the obvious in the end. Beware his ravings; they are not true at all. You have my word, which you cannot take to the bank. It is utterly priceless, you see.
Admit it. I rule .

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I had spent much time fooling around, and attending conferences. It was time to train, to achieve my dream of holding a Redemption, and calling on the dragons of the sky. A Dragon Knight. I needed to be Level 70 to do so, and it is rather impossible, considering the amount of time I seem to spend conquering worlds. However, with the help of a few generals, I have made my way to Level 53. If it was not for General Omer [Sholdy ] Nezzyi, and Vanny, I would not have levelled at all.
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Having nothing to do, I advanced on a Journey to Mush Mom, hoping to see the mother of all things edible, and attempting to take a bit out of her. Vanny and I defeated her with a broomstick, a little bit of magic and sheer intellect. The game ‘Who wants to be a dead Mushmom?’ was very effective. Due to the enormous amount of thinking required, she thought too much and fried her brains. She exploded into a sack of mesos, a Mush Mom Spore and A Scroll for Helmet for Defence[60%]. Vanny allowed me to use it on my upturned green fruit bowl [Green Bamboo Hat] and as much anticipated, it passed.
Our ridiculous Journey.

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Omer and I fooled around in the Free Market, and I had the incredible, and extremely intelligent idea of mutating into a large, dumb-looking, orange mushroom. There was a reason behind this, though. The orange mushrooms were edible, and plentiful. Most people ate them in large quantities, as all you had to do was to go into a field of mushrooms, slay them all, and gather the mushroom caps. As easy as making a pie, though technically, making a pie is quite difficult unless you are a special pie-maker, which most people aren’t, as they require ingredients, method and some skills. Pie-making skills, I presume. It would be easier if you just walked down to the supermarket and purchased it, then again, there are the queues, but that is not the point. Many people seeked to kill me, and some attempted to bite me. I would have become MapleMushroom Sausage if it had not been for Omer healing me. The dull mind that is usually acquired through being a mushroom did not affect me, as my superior brain overcame all.
Life as a mushroom..
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My good friend, KitxSin [Ebil Kitty<3 {{Kitten}}] was married to Lnuyasha1216 [Pat] and she invited many to celebrate the joyous occasion. I was very surprised when I received the invitation, and opened it twice just to make sure it wasn’t a joke, or any type of prank that involved making a fool out of myself. I experienced severe lags, but did not disconnect. If the event had occurred, I would have besieged the entire cathedral till I was let in, the reason being that I had never experienced a wedding in MapleStory before. Of course, I took over 300 pictures, which I have chosen the best. At the cake screenshot, everyone was talking and dropping items, so it was quite an accomplishment to get a good picture. Something troubled me, though. If that was the wedding cake we were trampling, and there was supposed to be a wedding cake to eat, are we going to eat the cake we trampled? The thought irritates me. There was a monster map, where we had to get 5 Amoria Heart Keys to enter the Teddy Bear map. The map was full of Candles and Cakes, the sort you get at events, such as Maple Anniversaries. Everyone was devouring the chocolate in the Teddy Bear Room, while others were whacking thin air, hoping for an ornately carved box to appear out of nowhere, so they could get a prize after the wedding. An Onyx Chest. Evil Kit disconnected halfway, so she didn’t reach the teddy bear room.
Cake Picture.
A summary
The monster Map
The Teddy Bear room
I received a slice of wedding cake in my Onyx Chest, which dismayed me a little, as I didn’t wish to eat cake that had been trampled upon by others. I have been assured it was from another cake that had not been trampled on, and I’ll give it the benefit of the doubt.
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Well, humans. Welcome to my world .

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The computers clicked, and the words slowly faded off the screen.
Welcome to my world..?
The crazy, freaked-out person’s world..? That could only mean-
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I am not involved in anything that happened above . *Looks Innocent*
This blog may not be really good, because I’m suffering from jetlag, anger at my original blog being deleted without backup, and lack of sleep . T_T

And –

Happy Easter MMOTales.

Do not eat too many chocolate eggs. I STILL NEED YOU HERE D: *Sweeps someone’s top hat off, just in case you choose to eat too much choolate and puke o_o* Dispose of your. . waste here . *Grins*