Christopher White
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At the Devastator’s headquarters in the western Royal Palace, a meeting was convened. Led by Valentine and Warlord, the purpose was to share information and formulate strategies for the newly announced Underworld expansion. "We only have three days, in game-time, and we don’t even know what part of Conquest it’s in!" The speaker, one of the sub-guild leaders, was in adamantine full-plate, a great-hammer strapped across his back. Mr. Valentin was the moderator, "I have already given orders for…
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Lone Arrow inspected the Abyssal creature: Greater Chaos Demon Level 400 Hp 400,000 DN 45,000 MA 35,000 Skills ??? The demon, indifferent to the two inspecting it, continued munching on the remains of the werewolf. "What are we gonna do now?" asked Lone Arrow She looked over her shoulder repeatedly, checking for signs of the two guild players. "We can’t fight it, but look over there." Dave pointed at something far behind the demon. It was a tunnel. This Chaos…
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Lone watched the enemy players close the distance. "We can’t defeat them, Their levels are too high for us. Even if they don’t kill us the monsters will." She was worried. "We have to find a way out of here." Dave inspected the boss again, hoping he could make another Drahma situation happen. But the werewolf’s tag was still showing bright red, the color of a hostile mob. We’re not getting away without fighting this time. Lone turned and looked directly into his eyes. "Just kill me…
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Dave lunged into the fight screaming at the top of his high-pitched lungs, "Damn Ralph and his stupid Werewolf pranks!" He activated aiming at the new werewolves. He smashed through the Alpha on the way pushing him off to the side, tossing a Spectral Bomb after it. Blowing it with a finger-snap, he yelled, "Arrow! Knock it off the edge!" Lone fired a , adding to the force of the exploding Skull and sending the Alpha plummeting, howling all the way down. The three remaining werewolves roared,…
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The air became ominously still and electric as if they were in the eye of a storm. There was a faint sound, like rapid drum beats, coming up from the lower depths of the dungeon. "Here it comes, Killer! Stay away from the middle and brace yourself!" yelled Monsune, moving even closer to the edge of the stairs. "I’m good!" Pain Killer checked his footing, and glanced over the edge. Then he did a double take. Instead of impenetrable darkness there was a glowing...something coming toward him from the…
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Dave stood tall in front of the cave to the Dark Threading Dungeon. The graveyard was a few hundred meters behind him. There were tall and dark looking trees that cast eerie shadows everywhere. he heard the rustle of the leaves behind him, and once he turned he saw a beautiful elven lady looking at him with a warm smile. "Hey," said Lone Arrow as she looked at Dave and his group of undead. "Oh, you level up nicely." She said as she looked at Dave’s level 68. "I can say the same to you," said,…
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Dave lay on his bed. "I didn’t even get groceries... crap, that was a bloody disaster." He firmly put the incident out of his mind and started thinking about his current situation. "I need to get this fixed up, I can’t even hold things properly. The tendons are damaged. It should be treatable. But I can’t afford it.". "Arghhh! I ’m so bored!" he shouted. He plugged into his capsule and watched the recording of Drahma fighting the guild group. "Their teamwork needs to be improved. But…
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On the Upper East Side in a Manhattan penthouse, a girl in shorts and tank-top was sprawled across the living-room couch, talking on her cell-phone. "Soooo, just give me your bank account Number..." she said twirling a lock of her short purple hair. If a certain Undead draugr character were to see the girl’s pixie-like face he would note she distinctly resembled an in-game acquaintance of his, a certain Archer. She was, of course, speaking to the player of that very same draugr. "I’ll give…
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Dave searched for half an hour without finding any monsters to grind EXP on. He was about to give up and hit the recall when he came to an area with a group of newly spawned monsters. The sky flashed and the entire area Dave was in brightened. Looking up, he saw a message written across the sky in fiery words. Conquest Server Announcement! Congratulations to "THE DEVASTATORS" guild for the Accomplishment ’First to Clear’ in the Pits of Despair dungeon. Participants: Warlord, Mr. Valentine.…
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As expected, Dave found himself in a graveyard. It was the one he was sent to on his first missions, the one near the western borders of the Devastators’ guild. "This place again? Well, maybe I can find something to help me grind some EXP." Dave looked around and saw a group of three adventurers fighting some Skeleton Elites. Surprisingly, he recognized them. A hunter, a tank, and a priest, named Perfect Shot, Human Fortress, and...Pussy Flanker. Dave laughed again when he saw the vulgar…
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