Quick Notes!
-This story has a plot of exxagirating stupidity.
-All the (A\N: ) (A\N authors notes.) are for the people who don't exactly know what I'm talkin about.
-Random collections are random collections, not chapters.
-I think you can tell I'm bored.
-I can tell too.
-I bet this is a weird beginning...
-Get used to it, it's a weird story.
-I have a poll going for fav stories. Best voted ones will be updated most often.
-Onward... -cloud claps- I didn't turn the "Clap" symbol thingy on yet! -turns on Clap symbol thingy- -audince stays quiet.- T.T
Gargan300 (A\N: weird name, I know... O.o) was waltzing (A\N: Not literally) through the land of Arsgarnia, (A\N: The land in Runescape where you don't have to waste $5 a month to walk through it, let alone use it's perks.) admiring the weather (A\N: As if there is any.). He was thinking it was going to be a great day. (A\N: At this point in time, I would like to inform the public that I am going to change writing modes. I will no longer be talking in 3rd, but in 1st. Also I would like to tell you that this will be narrated like a journal of everything I saw on my computer screen.) Boy I didn't know how wrong I was. Little did I know that everyone in Runescape would be knocked stupid, the lands would change to crazy mode, and it would actually rain... But I'm getting a little too ahead of myself... Back to the "nice" day.
I skipped across Lumbridge (A\N: City where you appear after dying.) Where I appeared after dying. I smiled to myself for only taking three items with me: (A\N: You only get to keep three items when dying.) my trusty runite scimitar, my battle proven mithril kite shield, and my crummy defence amulet. I clicked in the mini map to head in the direction to Varrock, and this is where my comedy-stupidity-investigative adventure began.
