It’s my first blog ever since hell froze over and I quit MMOT. (Nevermind the fact that I never actually said that I’d quit MMOT when hell froze over.)
If you didn’t get that, don’t bother. Unless you like confusing yourself. In which case, we have something in common.
Soo. What’s happened to me since April? Hmm…
#1 – Hell froze over, again.
(Nevermind the fact that I never actually said that I’d level to 51 when hell froze over.)
A little short story I wrote ’cause I was bored.
First series-es were the thing, then poems, then comics, and now shorts. Lol.
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The sniper stood inside the El Nath entrance to Orbis Tower, crossbow at the ready. He kept playing and replaying his orders in his mind. Shoot the first monster that comes through this door. And make sure it hits. His brain turned the words over and over, until it was the only thing he could think about.
As of today, one month has passed since I uninstalled Maple.
Nothing really has changed. I play FlyFF instead and it uses up about the same chunk of time. BUT, I’ve worked out a deal with my parents. They give me the Internet modem back permanently for a week (what I mean by that is, it’s on for the whole week; usually my parents take away the Internet on weekdays so I stay on task), and if my homework/grades don’t take a hit (which they haven’t, although some of my sleep has x_X), they’ll put it back.
(Aren’t parodies of that name just soooo old? But people still do it, just because the name Fly For Fun is just screaming to be changed into something else.)
(Btw, when I say forget it, I mean forget trying to think of something else that starts with F other than Fun. Not forget the game of FlyFF itself.)
Well what do you know. I vow not to touch MapleStory until May so I can concentrate on school and get all A’s for once.
WARNING: Uber long blog.
Most of you have figured out what this blog is about now, eh? That’s right! The Saphy8 that all you MMOers know and love is now… Level 50!
But let’s rewind a bit, shall we? 
To, right after my previous blog “Countdown”.
As you may have guessed, I was… quite devastated when the tombstone suddenly came down. I didn’t have another hour to get back that exp and level that day. But of course… “If at first you don’t succeed, try and try again.”
(First, read my other blog In which Saph levels to 50. No seriously. This blog is just an extra, that one is the REAL thing.)
I went and dug out those pictures of previous levelings, and played with photo software a little bit.
And I thought they would make good last memories of the game I am uninstalling today.
EDIT: and no, submitting two blogs instead of one is NOT a ploy to get more likes, because, frankly, I don’t care about total likes. I care about how many likes each individual blog gets LOL um, but really, I don’t care.
Today is the day. As of right now, I’m at level 49, 55.39%.
As of two minutes ago, I have 3 whole hours to myself to do whatever I want.
As of this moment, the Wizet Patcher is about a tenth of the way through ‘Creating: Data.wz’, if the bar thingy is to be trusted.
And as of this moment, my crossbowman is “at” (he isn’t logged in yet) Cloud Park VI where I can gain 16% an hour under ideal circumstances. He has enough Hot Dog Supremes, Mana Elixirs, Warrior Pills and Speed Pills to last through the next three hours. At least.
And read this mess of words.
REVISED a little bit because of what BrokenImages said. Don’t flame him, he may be a little bit harsh but that isn’t anything to get in a big fuss about. Especially since the person he’s criticizing (me) permits it.
Saph on Why Hacking is Pointless
random web page said: “One day a fisherman was lying on a beautiful beach, with his fishing pole propped up in the sand and his solitary line cast out into the sparkling blue surf. He was enjoying the warmth of the afternoon sun and the prospect of catching a fish.About that time, a businessman came walking down the beach, trying to relieve some of the stress of his workday. He noticed the fisherman sitting on the beach and decided to find out why this fisherman was fishing instead of working harder to make a living for himself and his family.
Guess what time it is?
12:00 AM Greenwich Meridian Time, January 1, 2007. It’s official. HAPPY NEW YEAR’S DAY, EVERYONE! (If you have to know, I don’t live in GMT. It’s just… global, kinda. I would’ve posted this when it reached midnight on the International Date Line, but that’s 4 AM for me. And I’m not a sleepless freak >_>)
*sighs as he re-posts poem for the third time*
I’m really, REALLY pissed off at the Internet, in general, right now.
Self Prophecy
The optimist puts seven scrolls
Onto his Staff of Arc.
He says, “They’ll work, of course they will” —
The first goes up in sparks.
“The other ones won’t fail me though!”
And each remaining scroll leaves a mark.
The mark ‘+1’ that means success.
“Just like I thought,” he remarks.