Well, many people through of me being dead. Truth is, I’m not. I just quit playing MS due to a retareded GM banning me, and my getting refused for account reactivation. Instead, I have been playing World of Warcraft damn near non-stop. I do power leveling for friends, and rake in a large amount of money from it. It’s fun and I have a lot of skill in it. There isn’t much I can really say aside from that, but I can rest assure, the names of the long dead characters in MS, may be revived within World of Warcraft. read more

Okay, in the past week, I’ve seen so many people complain about high levels and how they keep calling those around them newbies. In turn, I am going to settle this quickly in my own way, if it doesn’t resolve this crap, then it isn’t the High Levels that are ignorant, it is the people spamming this topic across MMOTales MILLIONS OF TIMES. read more

Sitting near the fire, his emerald eyes gazed into the flickering fire that his friends, and himself, had circled around. Removing his helmet, Nodaku set it down next to him and sighed softly as he slowly reached into his armor and pulled out the necklace. Holding it in his hand gently, he tilted his head down and closed his eyes and he slowly removed Annalys’ necklace. Removing his remaining gauntlet, Nodaku gently placed his other hand upon the necklace, which was hanging from his hands. In the middle of his hands rested the charm that he had given Annalys when they had first met years ago. Gently resting his forehead upon his hands, he took a deep breath and sighed lightly; accompanied by friends, he still felt alone, as though a part of him were missing. While Nodaku’s eyes remained closed, holding the necklace in his hands, he wanted nothing more than to be back within her warm embrace. read more

(To all of my readers, I appologize for the delay in this chapter… Work schedule got changed AND, I’ve been sick… So without further delay, here is the next chapter.)

Nodaku, a crusader out to prove to people that he wasn’t some weak warrior that going to stand around and let people kick him around like they had in his earlier years of training. He had excelled faster than many others and had proven to them in a simple life-time that he wasn’t going to give anything up without a fight. read more

Well, after reading several posts about higher level characters and their immature actions, it has come to the conclusion that Maple Story and it’s level classes are being tainted by newbs.

Everyone thinks, “Well since this person has a high level, they must be pro.” This is indeed a common steriotype for our ranks. In truth, the High Levels of MS are truely not like that. Look at Toushirou3, Tiger, LunaStrike and others, including myself. If you encounter us, we don’t disreguard you as a human, or as a player, in turn, we leave you to a section of a map, allowing you to level and do as you wish. read more

I saw one person do this, so I figured, what is the harm? I made the character model to match that of my cleric, exactly. Just curious on what you all think seeing that I made it for my girl… She reminds me of a cat, so I made my character to resemble her somwhat… So in turn, this is kind of a dedication to her ^_^

Please leave a responce, I don’t ask that you like it or not… If you have something to say, please feel free to say it ^_^ read more

As I read all of these commentary and the story itself, I realize how people look upon classes in MS. Everything in all of your eyes has it’s severe ups and downs. Though, it is not the character class that you hate at all, it is the people who play these characters that make you hate that ‘class’ because of your experiences with them. read more

Nodding to those behind him, he smiled as he walked towards the deepest portions of El Nath. He was more relived, more lively than anyone had seen him before. They all wondered what it was that caused this, but soon gave up on their curiosity. Nodaku had walked outside of the back gates of El Nath with a little more hope than usual. He was just there to warm up, stretch himself and get ready for the fight to come along. Quickly, Ikizen had teleported past Nodaku and flew into the distance while yelling, “I’ll send you all a portal when I get there!” read more

Several hours had passed by and Nodaku had slowly opened his eyes. Stretching and slowly getting to his feet, he yawned and began to crack his shoulders, back and neck. Leaving his sword, The Devil’s Sunrise, propped against the bench where his friend Ikizen had sat. Blinking several times and shaking his head, his eyes focused onto those whom congregated around him, acquaintances that he had met through his years of severe training. There was a Chief Bandit, a Hermit, a Knight, a Dragon Knight, two wizards possessing the powers of Fire, Poison, Ice and Lightening; A young Ranger and a young woman he had met long ago when he had first started off, she was once a cleric, but now, a Priestess. read more

(To all, read only if you wish to see a tale of a hero.)

“Welcome to my reliquary” said a cloaked figure in the darkness of a small room.

A small child peering inside of the room at the figure with hopes of one day becoming recognized by the world. Ambitious and impatient, his wants were his physical desire. Having already come to a land that he knew nothing about and taking steps against all odds. He stood in the doorway with a sword in hand and a wooden shield that looked like it was made of pieces of a broken fence. Standing vigilant in his blue shorts and a gray t-shirt, his brown hair waved in the menacing gushes of wind that shot from the room every so often. His green eyes peering at this figure, curious and unknowing. read more