RuneScape, Chapter 4-Memberness

They appeared in the same place, same time, though time never changed. There were members everywere, all cool looking. Even .0002 more people here spoke more normally then the 1337 talkers. This felt like home. The first thing they did was pass the gate near Falador...no matter how much they tried, there was an invisible wall there so their powers did not help with crossing it.

The went upon a place with many RPGs. Wizards. Old wizards.

After killing some wizards, they went up the mountain. There were wolfs. They slew them too with only minor wounds, and after traveling they came upon the king wolf. Large, albino, and ugly, it was a sight to behold.

It let out a growl and walked because thats the only thing the game allows them to to towards the three heroes. Well, not really heroes, are they? More like wannabes, or people who lost their prozac. No, really, even Richard Simmons was more heroic than them. But luckily for them, they didn't know who Richard Simmons was. Luckily for Richard Simmons, too. Our three losers killed unicorns. Richard Simmons would have a heart attack from that.

Anyways, I guess it didn't growl either. So it just turned without turning and ran without running towards the heroes that wernt heroes and attacked, though it seemed more like telling a dog to shake. They quickly dodged with there inhum-...well, in this case, human...powers and stabbed it. Syaksa stabbed it's right side, Zyron the left, and Jikia the butt. It quickly did not let out a growl, 'fell' and dissapeared.

They reached a port town. There was much people here. That meant 130000 more 1337 talk, and that is a fact. Even though that's not possible, that is a FACT. They left and went northwest. They came upon Camelot. They ignored Camelot because all there was were annoying noob mages teleporting desperatly trying to raise their magic level. As they continued walking to a place with even more noobs selling 'Flax', they saw someone familiar.

"Hey, Swordpker11!" Sykasa yelled. The man turned around. "Hey. I remember you." The guy clicked the nod animation on his screen. "Want a rematch?" Jikia asked. Sword shook his head. "No, dudes. You guys are feared by everyone. Especially after that nudist stunt. And I dunno ho" His words were cut off.

After awhile, he typed in the rest. "How you kill people outside the wilderness and wear rune at level 10, but it's freaky. The moderators are talking about it too. Th-"

A few seconds later..."They can't even find your names in the player list to ban. It's like you guys are" He was cut off. Jikia finished. "Real?" He asked, though it was not a question, in a mocking style and mooned all the players. They all ran, fearing they would be killed by these monsters. And how stupid they were...

"Yeah. No, really, though. What hacking tools are you using? I hav-" Zyron shook his head. "STUPID GAME..." He said as above him it turned into lowercase letters. "I haven't ever seen anything like this." Sykasa nodded. "I dunno. We came from an island off the coast of Mideel. Tutorial island, as you call it."

"You mean there's more of the world...?"

"Only people like us are there. No 1337 talkers, no noobs. Just people like us."

"Oh, the horror..."

"Actually, no, not like that. Were good guys. We just like messing with the noobs."

"Oh." Sword nodded. "Well, you may not want to stay here long. Zezima is coming." Sykasa's eyes widened. "What did you say?" Sword nodded. "Zezima is coming to world 77. Alliance war, or something. Didn't want it in his world." He could see the suprise-with envy, of course, for them showing emotion-and said again, "Why? Do you know him?"

"He gave us a bunch of stuff and taught us some stuff back at world 7. Why were yo-" ..."Why were you there anyway?" Sword replied, "Same reason. Just I'm sure I have a smaller alliance."

Zyron nodded. "Well, thanks. I need to go back to edgville. We'll meet again?"

Sword nodded. "Sure. Friends? I'll add you to my contact list." They parted and headed back to Edgeville.

"Why are we going to edgeville anyways, zyron?" Jikia asked along the way.

"I dunno. I just wanna kill some unicorns."

Miles away, a man named Richard Simmons screamed in terror.

Then Richard Simmons woke up from his dream of a nightmare.

A butler came up. "Richard? Whatver is the matter?" As Richard, a tall, black man with a flat top got out of bed, who's favirote animal was a bull, by the way, he shook his head and replied. "I don't know. I had a nightmare. I was a short, white, had an afro, and liked unicorns. And then I dreamed some kids on a video game ran nude, killed people, mooned people, and killed a unicorn. And I woke up." The butler sighed. "Oh, Richard, I told you not to eat before you go to bed."

Richard Simmons smiled. "OK. Sorry." he went back to bed.

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Like it? Long while before and update. Hey, everyone, thanks for the comments. I'll give the requested character a cameo appearance in a chapter or two. Like it? And yes, that last part was an attempt to be funny. Hope you liked it. Yes, in real life, Richard Simmons the is the short white guy with an afro. Any suggestions are welcome, and I'll try to update more often!