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.
So far, the week’s been okay. Hope for me, will you? Hope and pray so I don’t disappear from this site due to no Internet
Anyway. Onto the good stuff. The “3-in-1” part of the title.
It’s three poems themed on three different Maple maps, all in one blog! ^^
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A Lost Time – Poem
Deep within the halls of silence,
Existent from the dawn of Time,
Phantom Watches tick each second,
Slowly strike each hour.
And there the countless spirits beckoned,
Their moans resounding throughout the tower,
Forever in the halls of silence,
To the end of Time.
Garden of Red – Poem
There is a garden, a garden of red
A garden where once peaceful Cellions stayed
Where the Hacked Ones decided to dwell instead
And made it a garden of red.
They cared only for stature and wealth
Who slaughtered each kitty, even ones in ill health
With their tools of movement and immunity and stealth
They colored this garden in red.
Over the Wall – Poem
Deep in the valleys of Perion,
By the land of wild boars,
A mysterious stone wall stands thereon
With three small wooden doors.
And no one knew what lay beyond
That wall that in the boar land stood.
Until an archer named Tamiyonde
Went hunting for firewood.
His search for axe stumps led him to
The wild boar’s domain,
Since he knew some stumps respawned there too,
And besides, he could also train.
But one day when the stump spawn took a fall,
He said “Oh what the heck;
I’ll go and climb over that wall
There’s no harm if I just check.”
And then he said, “ZOMG,
This place is full of stumps!
And I never knew. I can see
Thousands of the wooden lumps!”
And he told the men at Perion
Of this stumpy paradise.
For it had easy kills and ample spawn
That came at a very low price.
So listen, my friends, and remember this:
When training slows to a crawl,
A better map out there exists.
Just look over the wall.
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A Lost Time is just some random stuff that came to my head.
Garden of Red… it refers to hackers. I know I know, Grupins are hacked more than Cellions, but Garden of Green doesn’t quite have the same effect.
Over the Wall has a message. Basically: Think outside the box. Heh. Except instead of a box, it’s a wall.
Excellent poems!
And damn j00 Ganzicus, you beat me to the like by 1 minute!
((Epic and Ganz are trying to beat each other at things, watch out, they might step on your shoes.))
Ah, I’ll be signing off now. Time to get pwned in tourney Red Alert 2 =D
((I agree with Dest1 . Beware of tem people . If you hate spammers, beware of me . :D))
Poems!
<333
I loved the poems! I loved the way you described things.
My favorite was “The garden of red.”
YAY! ^_^
– Little preacher man.
Condition 0.
My brother uninstalled MS and started Flyff, too D:
Also, are you ever coming back to Fusion Bar? XD