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[Raybdbomb]

I like squeezing ( o) (o )



you like squeezing huge boils on my ass?

[Rust In Peace]

Must... resist... urge.... to..... "criticize".....



argh.... can't..... hold... back......



That was pretty good. You have good writing skills and your descriptions are great. However, the plot was shitty and boring though... Who did you kill? Some random druid? Plus that was a crappy build-up to a very pointless culmination..

[We AllShallDie]

well id talk shit about how worthless that was but it was so worthless i didnt even read more than a paragraph

[Platinum]

heh it started to sound OK..then I saw how long it was and stopped..MrBlack ownz jo0.



We..come play on morbid, skrew kurt..when he gets internet, you can just power level him. You, Jedi, Rust, etc should be fine.

[zan]

Ray, if you werent gay youd realize that those were/are boobs

[MrBlack]

The Realm is quiet. The great druid, Mr, is seeking excitement, but also yearns for peace. In all his days as leader, his friends have been constant, and loyal. They have relied on him, and he on they.



This one particular evening his oldest and longest friend comes to him with a proposition of merging with another clan of the Realm. A proposition so fruitful, yet so horrifying to him. To disband his family, his friends, and join them with another. T'was such an awful idea, to be part of someone elses family, and not of one's own. And yet...to be part of something greater, to experience new friendships, new travels and adventures.



It was such a great decision for the druid that it took several days to comprehend fully. However, on a night not unlike any other, Mr finally contacted the leader of the BlackKnights. They spoke of merging their great houses. They spoke of rank and chivalry. Eventually, Mr decided to join, with the thought of his being equal to Vegeta. Promoted immediately to Lieutenant, all of his friends were swiftly brought into the fold that night.



However, when morning came, and Mr awoke, he began to question his decision. No longer was hig house recognized as one, but only as part of the BlackKnights. Of course, he had sworm loyalty to his new-found friends. Vegeta, the Ninja leader; Firestarta, the wise and peaceful mystic, Taeron and Ryoko. Even Saitou was considered as friend, although they never spoke once to one another in the time they knew each other as friends.



Time passed, and the house grew to many. Several left to seek new adventures, some were even turned away from the doors to the great house after such long trips that they were nearly forgotten in their absense.



But friendships endured. Time continued to pass, and the friends grew in strength. They grew in wealth, both of finance and of possession. But Mr was still unhappy. It seemed that he was not fully considered equal to his leader as he had hoped. When an adventure was suggested, his proposals for great magical beasts were neglected by most, if not all.



As time went on, and still his proposals of great magical rewards were unheard, an angry Mr tried to take on the magical forces he so dreamed of defeating alone. However, he found himself still too weak to attempt an attack of the great Crimson Fortress which had recently been discovered to the south of the lava fields.



Finally, the time came for Mr to ascend to his position as High Druid of the Realm. At the same time, Vegeta had another suicidal twinkle in his eye and called forth his gang to ready themselves for another venture into the little known Arlyesia. However, as Mr prepared to ascend to his new status, he took to meditations and was vaguely aware of the calls made by Vegeta. Although vaguely interested in a rumored gypsy woman, Mr was more interested in the Demoness Irikani which threatened the balance of the Realm he so dearly loved and had sworn to protect when he chose the path of the druid.



Deep in meditation, Mr was unaware of Vegetas calls; and, Vegeta was unaware of Mr's meditations which took him from this Realm, in mind. Hencely, Vegeta began to suspect Mr of becoming arogant and ignoring his calls. In rage, Vegeta demoted Mr swiftly, and without warning.



Having completed his meditations, Mr returned to a conscious state of mind to find himself demoted, not fully astonished at this, believing, himself, that he was never truly held with the respect the position called for by Vegeta. However, he was angered by it more than he truly would admit.



Acting fully out of anger at the demotion, ontop of the building anger of the lack of respect from his supposed leader, he turned his rage outward and towards Vegeta.



He first located Vegeta, which was not hard, as the ninja was sitting visibly in Silvermere awaiting others of his gang to return from various errands in preparation to the upcoming adventure. Catching Vegeta off-guard, he summoned a great horde of insects to assault Vegeta, and thusly began to summon fire elementals to begin a vicious attack. However, the natural cowardice of Vegeta showed through as he immediatly ran from the scene of attack, and did not return for close to fifteen minutes.



When he finally returned to his senses and regained his composure, Vegeta was later seen resting in the Temple, where it was safest for him to attempt a rational decision. Immediately he exhiled Mr, whom was unsurprised and swiftly recreated his own gang.



However, over the course of the next few days, word spread quickly. Rumours of power struggles and animosity began to surface, loyalties were quickly drawn and those who merged with the BlackKnights quickly splintered back to their original gang.



However, all was not settled. Vegeta in his rage, blinded himself to the questions that surrounded why Mr would have turned on him. Instead of attempting to locate the source of all that troubled his members, he shut himself into his room, deep within his house. This lack of interest in his members further angered Mr, who, in search of some form of retaliation and act to get attention from his once friend, Vegeta, he used his alst remaining key to enter the great house he had so often called home. He gathered up everything of value, which had been hoarded from the many adventures the gang had had.



He then hauled all of value to the great dwarven city, and allowed for those awake at such a late hour, to come and pick from the cache. Once this had been done, and there was little left, the remaining hoard was swiftly relocated to deep within the sewers of Silvermere, where it was easily obtainable for future generations or perhaps for easy return to the house which they had been taken from.



And yet, he still awaited a response from his old leader, and friend, Vegeta.





Several days passed, and then nothing. Until, one day, while Mr was attempting to eradicate the massive spiders that plagued the people of the jungle, he was surprised by a sudden attack by Vegeta. He had vowed not to attack Vegeta again until he could speak with him, and so, instead of returning the attack, he attempted to flee to safety to regain his strength before attempting to contact Vegeta. However, Mr became trapped in the sticky webbing and was narrowly saved as Vegeta was about to land the death blow. He was miraculously returned to Silvermere, but unconcious and unable to hear the mocking laughter which escaped the scarred throat of Vegeta.

[Raybdbomb]

the great druid, Mr.



you penis....



and that's not boobs, THIS is boobs



( . Y . )



you can't have those huge nipples, that's just gross

[Reckless]

Originally posted by potsy

Ray, if you werent gay youd realize that those were/are boobs



Those are some lopsided, deformed nipples!

[Vegeta]

Very Nice Story. Bring in some dialogue though, that'd be more interesting.

[zan]

happy now ray? :) (look below)