Tuesday, 25 December 2007
Wednesday, 19 December 2007
Dear Santa....
Dear Santa, Dear Santa, Please Bring Me New Lands
Create Some Free Space I Can Put On My Hands
Just Some Good High Places, Both Cities Or Caps,
For You Shoud Be Easy To Free A Few Maps!
BUENOS AIRES
CALGARY
CARDIFF
CHICAGO
MIAMI
NIAGRA
OTTOWA
ROME
St. JOHNS
By Hickman, Becca, Martyn (Dunno If Any Other Else).
Great Christmas Show: Santa Will Clap You Hands
Create Some Free Space I Can Put On My Hands
Just Some Good High Places, Both Cities Or Caps,
For You Shoud Be Easy To Free A Few Maps!
BUENOS AIRES
CALGARY
CARDIFF
CHICAGO
MIAMI
NIAGRA
OTTOWA
ROME
St. JOHNS
By Hickman, Becca, Martyn (Dunno If Any Other Else).
Great Christmas Show: Santa Will Clap You Hands
Etichette:
Maps
Saturday, 15 December 2007
The Confession
Yes, I am a scripter.
It was long time I needed to confess my big fault.
This morning I woke up and finally i found the courage. The fear of the Lord kicking my ass out of the Eden Garden seems disappeared.
I lit a ciggy, but hush, babies, do not say a word (I cheated the wife too, said i do not smoke no more, but it's a lie... and not the last one).
The main reason for me to be a scripter is becouse my best friend is a scripter. To be sincere, i am almost confused with virtual identities. Who's behind a profile, a nickname, an emoticon? Do we really know? Are they what they pretend to be? My best chat friend (i lost her during the long way that brought me to be a scripter) after 3 year revealed to me that her name was a fake, and that the real one was another... what the truth?
Sorry, i was going offtopic...
Yes, my best netromate is a scripter, and the more time i spend with him, the more i discover his endless capability to create new magnificent tools.
About his identity, oh, well, i am quite sure he is Ferg the Myth. The Lord of Netro1 Scripters.
But who cares, in the end...
My mate started providing me any sort of tools. At the beginning, i treated them as we treat rubbish: keep them far from my nose, they stinks! But as poor people in the Brazilian fazendas, living in the middle of garbage they become used to, and in the end, they go everyday to seach food in the middle of pollution mountains.
I started using simple javalinks, then more powerful ones. Some were able to firestart a whole map once launched. Amazing.
But still I never used a script in a true battle.
I was not a scripter, yet.
It was when my doctor said to me I had only 6 months of life that everything has lost its value. My hands started losing agility. The evil is in me, is eating me day by day. I started using scripts in daily game for this reason. I cannot move the mouse, nor to click properly my keyboard.
Expecially now that they had to cut my middle fingers away. On both hands. I cannot even drive in Rome traffic, without my middle fingers.
My best netromate promised me he'll be able to create to me robotic hands with big middle fingers. It seems he's able to insert a script in every toe. I am holding my breath, but till that day, i cannot do much more than sitting down and launch my scripts.
Sorry I need to lit another ciggy, but it's not easy when u are close to die and your hands refuse to light the match. I often burn my middle fingers when i try to lit a ciggy, but then i remember that i have no more my middle fingers, and i understand it was only a ciggy script.
A ciggy script is a script to smoke a ciggie when my wife is around. What could i do in these last days of my life if i had not my netro mate providing me scripts?
*choke*
Sorry, i typed the ciggy pleasure in the wrong window....
Ok i am back.
Now, I am not sure if i'll be able to spend Christmas with my daughters and my wife. Not that i miss the latter so much. I loved her, long time ago, but when she created a 100 comps account to bomb me in Manchester, love has come to an end. Since then, i have been scriptbombing her daily with a fake comp.
But i feel really sorry for my daughters, so i asked my mate to create something for me. It seems he's near to gimme the new realease of a fantastic holographic tool able to represent me even if i am not there. It was ready, but i asked my friend to add some special effects: farts and bad feet smell. Else, they'd soon find out that is a fake.
But I have a little hope to get out of all this.
Last night some green little creatures from Alpha Centaury raped me when i was coming home. It seems they wanna study my wonderful body to try and do a copycat of my self to bring to their planets and launch it as a sex symbol, or something like this.
I tried to explain that i have a mortal cancer, but they laughed at me.
It seems that it is not the thruth, but a hidden effect of a script. They say they are able to remove the viral component of the code, and that there are good possibilities for my mmiddle fingers too.
I really hope they can do it in time for Christmas. So I can spend it with my family. And I can finally stop scripting in Netro.
I would cross my fingers, if only I had my middle ones.
It was long time I needed to confess my big fault.
This morning I woke up and finally i found the courage. The fear of the Lord kicking my ass out of the Eden Garden seems disappeared.
I lit a ciggy, but hush, babies, do not say a word (I cheated the wife too, said i do not smoke no more, but it's a lie... and not the last one).
The main reason for me to be a scripter is becouse my best friend is a scripter. To be sincere, i am almost confused with virtual identities. Who's behind a profile, a nickname, an emoticon? Do we really know? Are they what they pretend to be? My best chat friend (i lost her during the long way that brought me to be a scripter) after 3 year revealed to me that her name was a fake, and that the real one was another... what the truth?
Sorry, i was going offtopic...
Yes, my best netromate is a scripter, and the more time i spend with him, the more i discover his endless capability to create new magnificent tools.
About his identity, oh, well, i am quite sure he is Ferg the Myth. The Lord of Netro1 Scripters.
But who cares, in the end...
My mate started providing me any sort of tools. At the beginning, i treated them as we treat rubbish: keep them far from my nose, they stinks! But as poor people in the Brazilian fazendas, living in the middle of garbage they become used to, and in the end, they go everyday to seach food in the middle of pollution mountains.
I started using simple javalinks, then more powerful ones. Some were able to firestart a whole map once launched. Amazing.
But still I never used a script in a true battle.
I was not a scripter, yet.
It was when my doctor said to me I had only 6 months of life that everything has lost its value. My hands started losing agility. The evil is in me, is eating me day by day. I started using scripts in daily game for this reason. I cannot move the mouse, nor to click properly my keyboard.
Expecially now that they had to cut my middle fingers away. On both hands. I cannot even drive in Rome traffic, without my middle fingers.
My best netromate promised me he'll be able to create to me robotic hands with big middle fingers. It seems he's able to insert a script in every toe. I am holding my breath, but till that day, i cannot do much more than sitting down and launch my scripts.
Sorry I need to lit another ciggy, but it's not easy when u are close to die and your hands refuse to light the match. I often burn my middle fingers when i try to lit a ciggy, but then i remember that i have no more my middle fingers, and i understand it was only a ciggy script.
A ciggy script is a script to smoke a ciggie when my wife is around. What could i do in these last days of my life if i had not my netro mate providing me scripts?
*choke*
Sorry, i typed the ciggy pleasure in the wrong window....
Ok i am back.
Now, I am not sure if i'll be able to spend Christmas with my daughters and my wife. Not that i miss the latter so much. I loved her, long time ago, but when she created a 100 comps account to bomb me in Manchester, love has come to an end. Since then, i have been scriptbombing her daily with a fake comp.
But i feel really sorry for my daughters, so i asked my mate to create something for me. It seems he's near to gimme the new realease of a fantastic holographic tool able to represent me even if i am not there. It was ready, but i asked my friend to add some special effects: farts and bad feet smell. Else, they'd soon find out that is a fake.
But I have a little hope to get out of all this.
Last night some green little creatures from Alpha Centaury raped me when i was coming home. It seems they wanna study my wonderful body to try and do a copycat of my self to bring to their planets and launch it as a sex symbol, or something like this.
I tried to explain that i have a mortal cancer, but they laughed at me.
It seems that it is not the thruth, but a hidden effect of a script. They say they are able to remove the viral component of the code, and that there are good possibilities for my mmiddle fingers too.
I really hope they can do it in time for Christmas. So I can spend it with my family. And I can finally stop scripting in Netro.
I would cross my fingers, if only I had my middle ones.
Etichette:
NetroStories
Friday, 14 December 2007
Tuesday, 11 December 2007
Monday, 10 December 2007
Valhalla Today: Shame!
So So So, Quincy Is The Scripter, Not To Speak Of Some Nasty Comments On Some Previous Posts...
In This Brief Video, Look What Happened Against Me And Midget In The Sacred Lands Of Valhalla This Afternoon.
I Have To Admit, It Was Difficult To Resist And Not Sort Things Immediately, But In The End I Gained This Nice Video.
Ah, Let's Name & Shame: The Comp To Script Was "Bull of Madeds"
In This Brief Video, Look What Happened Against Me And Midget In The Sacred Lands Of Valhalla This Afternoon.
I Have To Admit, It Was Difficult To Resist And Not Sort Things Immediately, But In The End I Gained This Nice Video.
Ah, Let's Name & Shame: The Comp To Script Was "Bull of Madeds"
Etichette:
Cheats,
Scripts,
Things that piss me off,
War
Friday, 7 December 2007
Wednesday, 5 December 2007
Monday, 3 December 2007
Name, Shame and... Burn!
I have to admit, i am a very curious guy...
So as i noticed that Chicago was on fire this morning, i logged into it just to see what was happening.
My attention was caught to the fact that only few plots were not on fire, so i browsed the map and... this is the sequence....
So as i noticed that Chicago was on fire this morning, i logged into it just to see what was happening.
My attention was caught to the fact that only few plots were not on fire, so i browsed the map and... this is the sequence....
Friday, 30 November 2007
Tuesday, 27 November 2007
Doctor, Doctor, Can't You See I'm Burning Burning...
Rome woke up under a rain of firestarters.
This its chicken pox affected schema in the early morning...
Monday, 26 November 2007
Vikings back in Cork
The beautiful Irish city has been attacked by Vikings this morning.
Survivors are camping along the river Lee, waiting that fires stops to come back to their home and enterprises
Survivors are camping along the river Lee, waiting that fires stops to come back to their home and enterprises
Thursday, 22 November 2007
Manchester: 100% Deros
Manchester, November 22nd. It's around 07.30 Netrotime. 100% deros in there!
The red squares are sticks and headquarters. Same old merry going round...
A little update of the situation, 3 hours later...
Wednesday, 21 November 2007
Conquistadores Are Back!
Are Francisco Pizarro's armies back against Incas in South America?
Looking at Lima last two days, i'd say so!
Monday, 19 November 2007
A Convo
HYPOCRICITY...This report just in, comps were well known yyyyy's ones, around netroworld
yyyyyConscience says:I cannot figure out where to hit ****
yyyyy says: Really... why do you want to hit him, first of all...
yyyyyConscience says:Well, i accused him to have stolen my comps...
yyyyy says: What a bastard! He has to pay for this crime!
yyyyyConscience says:Erm....
yyyyy says: What?
yyyyyConscience says:To be sincere... was not him to steal them...
yyyyy says: Argh! So you accused him with no proof?
yyyyyConscience says:Yes... but who cares, if not mine, he prolly did steal someone else's
yyyyy says: Sure, everyone say that he is a liar/scripter/thief/murderer... and he eats pork too!
yyyyyConscience says:But still I dunno where to hit him...
yyyyy says: Hit his friend! It's widely known where he's got lands...
yyyyyConscience says:Uh... but I know he's quite alwasy online and damn, he's fast!
yyyyy says: Well, you know exactly how to do... don't you?
yyyyyConscience says:Be clearer, please, i did drink a couple of Martini and I an not a good drinker...
yyyyy says: Simple as water... you load a couple of instances of our script... and bomb with...
yyyyyConscience says:Nothing new, then...
yyyyy says: Yeah... and do not forget nasty memos...
yyyyyConscience says:Ok i won't...
yyyyy says: Oh... and do not forget to fritz the map... you know how to do that
yyyyyConscience says:Everyone knows... he will accuse me of this..
yyyyy says: he'll prolly won't do...
yyyyyConscience says:Damn, i'll hardly land my main again after this...
yyyyy says: Aren't we the greatest alliance of all netro? Aren't we the Lords of Netro? Don't we rule it?
yyyyyConscience says:Erm... i am alone atm...
yyyyy says:
:(
yyyyyConscience says:
:(
yyyyyConscience says:
One last thing, yyyyy...
yyyyy says:
Sure!
yyyyyConscience says:
Are we going on accusing ***** of cheating/scripting/eating pork?
yyyyy says:
Oh, yes... I'll always find someone ready to believe me... but i've to pay attention...
I will name comps supposed to be his on my site.. but i will use asterisks intead of his name... pork eaters can hurt!
yyyyyConscience says:
But you'll look like a coward then!
yyyyy says:
erm... let's skip this...
yyyyyConscience says:
OK
yyyyy says:
:(
yyyyyConscience says:I cannot figure out where to hit ****
yyyyy says: Really... why do you want to hit him, first of all...
yyyyyConscience says:Well, i accused him to have stolen my comps...
yyyyy says: What a bastard! He has to pay for this crime!
yyyyyConscience says:Erm....
yyyyy says: What?
yyyyyConscience says:To be sincere... was not him to steal them...
yyyyy says: Argh! So you accused him with no proof?
yyyyyConscience says:Yes... but who cares, if not mine, he prolly did steal someone else's
yyyyy says: Sure, everyone say that he is a liar/scripter/thief/murderer... and he eats pork too!
yyyyyConscience says:But still I dunno where to hit him...
yyyyy says: Hit his friend! It's widely known where he's got lands...
yyyyyConscience says:Uh... but I know he's quite alwasy online and damn, he's fast!
yyyyy says: Well, you know exactly how to do... don't you?
yyyyyConscience says:Be clearer, please, i did drink a couple of Martini and I an not a good drinker...
yyyyy says: Simple as water... you load a couple of instances of our script... and bomb with...
yyyyyConscience says:Nothing new, then...
yyyyy says: Yeah... and do not forget nasty memos...
yyyyyConscience says:Ok i won't...
yyyyy says: Oh... and do not forget to fritz the map... you know how to do that
yyyyyConscience says:Everyone knows... he will accuse me of this..
yyyyy says: he'll prolly won't do...
yyyyyConscience says:Damn, i'll hardly land my main again after this...
yyyyy says: Aren't we the greatest alliance of all netro? Aren't we the Lords of Netro? Don't we rule it?
yyyyyConscience says:Erm... i am alone atm...
yyyyy says:
:(
yyyyyConscience says:
:(
yyyyyConscience says:
One last thing, yyyyy...
yyyyy says:
Sure!
yyyyyConscience says:
Are we going on accusing ***** of cheating/scripting/eating pork?
yyyyy says:
Oh, yes... I'll always find someone ready to believe me... but i've to pay attention...
I will name comps supposed to be his on my site.. but i will use asterisks intead of his name... pork eaters can hurt!
yyyyyConscience says:
But you'll look like a coward then!
yyyyy says:
erm... let's skip this...
yyyyyConscience says:
OK
yyyyy says:
:(
Etichette:
Things that piss me off
Friday, 16 November 2007
Really Hot In Topeka
Topeka has a humid continental climate, with hot, somewhat humid summers and cool to cold, fairly dry winters. Over the course of a year, temperatures range from an average low of about 17 °F in January to an average high of nearly 90 °F in July. The maximum temperature reaches 90 °F an average of 45 days per year and reaches 100 °F an average of 4 days per year.
It Seems That Today It's One OF Those Days In There...
Tuesday, 13 November 2007
Hooligans In Rome
Today Rome Is Burning In Netropolis.
Sad To Say, Same It Was Last Sunday Night In The Real World.
Are Hooligans In Netropolis Too?
Monday, 12 November 2007
Brisbane Back To Its Origins?
Brisbane is the third largest city in Australia, as well as the capital and most populous city of the Australian state of Queensland.
The original settlement grew from a harsh penal colony established at his direction in 1824 at Redcliffe, 28km to the north.
The colony was moved to what is now the location of the Brisbane CBD in 1825, and free settlers were permitted from 1842... and their families seems still around... at least, looking at that place in Netropolis!
Sunday, 11 November 2007
Bloody Sunday In Kirkwall
If You Had An Enterprise In Kirkwall, Be Sure Your Assurance's Officer Did Not Take The First Disposable No Return Flight To Who-Damn-Knows-Where...
Saturday, 10 November 2007
Thursday, 8 November 2007
Wednesday, 7 November 2007
How Odd
Salvador.
A Nuke Disappeared around 2 PM Uk Time.
It's 2.45 PM when I log into some comps I have to liquidate from there.
How Odd
The dero square is still there.
The 15 current landholders are online
Among them there's the dero's block owner....
But no one grabs deros....
How Odd...
(And you were the one throwing accuses on me to have broken the one action per sec cap in Chicago... LMAO)
Etichette:
Cheats,
Maps,
Things that piss me off
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