Hehe, this site has really changed over the years (well it’s only been out for like a few months but who cares). Anyway, I remember when this site first came out, and people would make their happy little blogs about finding an Esther Shield and hanging out with their guild and blah blah blah. Heck, my first blog was one of the first ten (at least) blogs on this site *feels special*. read more

Well I wrote this lovely piece of writing on TricksterMart but I added some more to it.

A new game is about to dawn on us, it is called Trickster. Similar to MapleStory, this game is coming out in less than a week. As the countdown reaches zero, people have commented on how they wanted to be the best ever in Trickster. Some have even comitted themselves. They want to be famous, they want to be looked up to, they want little 4th graders to write a report on how they are his/her role model. read more

Okay I thought that we really needed a new type of genre of stories here, so here I go. Oh and by the way this is going to be 3 parts long, so it won’t distract you from TMW (which I never work on, but I will soon!).

“Some people say that I work for the fame.
Others say I work for the money.
Still others say I do it for the girls.
But they don’t know the truth. . .
I do it. . . for the justice.
-Detective TKPenguin” read more

Okay, there’s something that struck me, recently. Suddenly, in-game and on this site, I start hearing about “maple daddies” and “maple daughters”. I just learned about them the other day in-game when my good buddy Vulgar (AKA Addison) said something to me in Maple. The conversation went as follows. . . (and yes he does use perfect English in-game, the little nerd) read more

Hey hey hey everybody! Today was a very fun Mapling experience, but it also came with a loss. . .

As soon as I logged on, my precious Sweetness face vanished from my inventory! The awesome face was followed by my battle scar, then my hat, then my shirt, then my pants, then my shoes! The horror! The humanity! Unfortunately, my best buddy-in-the-whole-wide-world-but-don’t-worry-Will-you’re-still-my-great-pal Ray (AKA Raymond AKA darkmagicx5o) didn’t seem to care much. But, when I think about it, he never really did care about my NX Cash goodies anyway. The conversation in Maple Messenger was as follows. . . read more

Aaaah, finally my stories are back. It’s been over two weeks, if I remember correctly. Check out the other stories first to see what’s happening. Here goes!

Steeisin opened his eyes slowly. The water was in his ears, his mouth, everywhere. Spluttering, Steeisin swam towards the surface. He was getting closer. . . closer. . . closer. Finally he reached the surface. Coughing up dirty water, he looked around for an object to hold on to. He found one nearby, and grabbed on to it. read more

Well, today was actually pretty sad. As soon as I logged on, I was greeted by “[Facial Expression Wink] has expired, and removed from your inventory.” Next was my last Safety Charm, and then my Mini Kargo’s Wings, and then, my poor pet Trogdor. Even though he was never real, I still miss the capability to pee on people. Ah well, such is NX. I now realize how useless it is. And I’m not buying it ever again! So sue me, Wizet. read more

This is the next story of the series, sorry if it’s been a while; I’ve been sick. Oh and Will is Steeisin, so I sometimes switch between the names.

Steeisin was still baking his “Krusha Pie”. The stench of rotting blood and organs was extremely strong in Steeisin’s small cabin. ‘My precious. My precious pie. MY PRECIOUS PIE MUST BE EATEN!!!” howled Steeisin. “But, I must find a way for my lovely troops to try this delicacy. But how!?” Will was just wearing a pair of soiled tighty-whities; his armor was strewn all over his desk. His Brown China Hat had teethmarks in it. Suddenly, Steeisin sprang out of his cabin in his soiled panties. The night-time guards, Johnee and Tooth watched Will as he pranced in the moonlight, singing an odd song. read more

Okay from now on TMW stands for The Maple War; I got sort of lazy and decided it would leave more room for the chapter name. For now, on with the story! Oh yeah, last story, when I said “Sitting Bull”, I meant “Rising Moose”. Sorry for the typo on my part!

Hiding in a tree like a monkey, TKPenguin saw everything; the fight, the arrows, the decapitation. Even though Dark Lord was no friend of his, TKP lost his teacher, his sensei. He couldn’t believe his eyes; these Screaming Hawks were not easy foes. TKP began to wonder how he could stop the enemy.. read more

Here’s the next story of my series, and this one is a cliffhanger. . .

TKPenguin was cold, scared, and hungry. Backed up to a wall with his battered Korean Fan, a humongous warrior closed in on him. The warrior had unnatural muscles bulging out of his long arms, and in his hands was an axe with blood all over the tip. TKP tried to move and attack, but was too scared to move a muscle. The axe swung closer, the warrior smiled more devillishly, and the room seemed to get darker. TKP closed his eyes and waited, waited for his doom. . . read more