giving someone a $25 rank

hey, this seems to be the thing your all doing so I'll pay for someone to get a $25 rank donation

Also decided i will donate $5 on behalf of the two runner ups

If you want me to pick you you have to write the best short story or review

you can write as many as you wish but before i decide the winner i will check the net to make sure you didn't cheat lol.

Closed

I have picked my winners and they are

1st.Karl
2nd. Wooot
3rd.Brendan

now i picked karl's because it was so absurd and different and i couldnt seem to find anything about it apart from sythe.org

 

Any subject it should be on?

 

In a town far far away, where the trees grew money and drugs were everywhere. There was a man called Travis, Travis loved to get high and fuck ladies in his dreams, although sometimes he got so high, he would fuck many kinds of people. He once a woke from a drugged up night, where he had been so high that he'd forgotten where he was and was confused. He walked home somehow by following the unicorns, they were really kind and helped him.. He then wanted some shrooms so he could go on a mega trip and took so many that he was flying. He walked home and lived his life living like a bum and was so rich that he worked at a corner shop. The end.

 

subject does not matter

 

lol Travis was flying but he walked home

the good news is so far your the only story so your currently winning

 

Thanks dude, it's pretty good though.

 

reserved

edit: trying to find that short story I wrote for an English Homework task.

I was pretty proud of it..

 

A brave young man ventured through the net, trying to find a place to call home. He fought many battles while partaking on this journey of his. Hackers, E-thugs and various other people with to much time on their hands. After many days afloat, simply drifting mindlessly through the endless chat sites and online community's he found a simple and elegant place. This place he was destined to one day refer to as home, was sythe.org. Although this brave adventurer had been to many community's he had never seen one run quite as well as sythe.org. He quickly settled in due to his knowledge of runescape and general interest in the site. Now whatever happened to this brave man you may ask? Well i will tell you, he now resides here under the alias Tmoe.

 

Once upon one hunderd years , there will be a child born. Not a normal child , A child wich will look normally when he is born. But when he grows and gets into the Sythe.org community he change's. His skin will change into a suit , his head will change into a Big furry head with 2 fangs beneath his mouth. His teeths will be yellow as the fur of a canary. And the fur on his head will be Green like moss. These child's will go online and may look normal on the first look. These people will change whillst they get the attention and will end up bullshitting you. These people also go with the name : Troll.

A rare picture of them bullshitting people :

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If you want to prevent the borns of these kids. Donate 25$ for Avenuve.

 

Once upon a time there was a guy called Travis. He had way too much money, so he didn't have any real friends. All his "friends" were just people that liked him because of his money. But one day, a guy named I Own You All came by. He was not like the others. Travis and I Own You All built a very strong friendship, and they could tell anything to eachother. One day Travis, said "hey man.. I got something to tell you.. IM A VADER!"
I own you all was very shocked and didn't know what to do.. He finally decided to not report Travis and still be his friend and they're still friends..
The end.

 

Well, I'm sitting in class and I hate accounting because it's so hard. So here is my story =) Yea it's like 70 degrees out and I want winter to come now!

Iced roads, so high up the air stings the lungs of any snowboarder. .Org mountain scaled more vertical than any other mountain in the whole east coast. Black and double black diamonds, back trails and parks, was all the mountain had to offer. Fresh pow paved the roads and sprinkled down each morning, maximizing the mountains over all rating. Ski index's that never fall below eight, the mountain is the boarders dream place. In Sythe, the little town that was home only to the dedicated few that lived and breathed the cold air! Sythe consisted of about a hundred people, good and bad, who all knew and worked together. Ban evaders scatter the towns and take over everything. The houses, always white from the winter snow, fire places burning year round, and the smell of burning logs always in the air. Almost a perfect little town for boarders, but this little town and their mountain was coming to an end.

To be continued...

 

I pressed my bookmark, and Sythe appeared. I then realised that i had no life and went outside.

 

It's raining; I better finish this quick before they get home, I thought to myself as I readied my little surprise for them. I chuckled to myself for the horrors they'd have to bestow. All the horrible things I've experienced because of my family. Because of them. When I needed help, they never supplied it. When I needed compassion, I was given complete apathy. No more. Now, it's time to leave my mark.

I checked on the animals my family had. A fully grown cocker spaniel and the two Siamese cats. I didn't really want to kill them, but I had no choice. They'd be home soon. They're so young too. But at least they'll be in a better than the place I am going.

I dragged the animals in their cages to the inground pool we had and made sure the lead weight was tied properly. I tossed them and waited for the bubbles to stop surfacing.

They're dead, I thought with a complete sense of apathy. "Now you know how they treated me," I began to shout. "Now you feel how I'm going to feel! Except I'll be going a better way!"

It's raining hard now, I thought as I readied the noose; making sure it was securely around my neck. Tight enough to make sure I won't fall out of it, but loose enough so I don't asphyxiate. Everything was going well, I smiled. They'll all see.

I positioned myself as I heard the car door slam. They're here. Closing my eyes, I thought of all the times they abused me. All the times they laughed. What could have saved me? A simple "I love you," to start . . But they never supplied that.

I heard the key slowly be inserted into the door. Idle conversation happening outside. I closed my eyes one last time and thought. Just thought. I wasn't afraid of death. I found it as an escape. It'll be amusing to see their reaction from the other side, anyways. Open wide, the gates of Hell. You have a new person entering, I thought. The door began to open.

And then I jumped.

 

A short story about a Warrior.

One day a young warrior by the name of James found a game called runescape. he started an account and got to level 30 combat!
at this time he got keylogged and lost his account
he then started another account with would be known as "Rares".
He started playing and playing untill one day.
a friend told him a site where he could gain "Unfair" advantages and trade items or IRL cash.
Young warrior james really like this and became a member of the Sythe community.
He has been scammed by a few fucktards ever since and done a lot of successfull trades and made a nice profit.
after a while he got sick of his account "Rares" and started a prayer pure wich would later actually reach 99 prayer untrimmed and a 200M bank.
Yet after a while this account got boring aswell and he started a new 9hp mager.
a few days later he would receive his first temporary ban for spamming </3
a week later he would post a short story about his life in the spam-forum where he recently became active.
He actually won the $25 donator rank!
The once young and ignorant warrior had grown to one of the most succesfull (LOLOLOLOL) players of runescape and would later go on and mary Mod MMG.
they would have seven children, wich is able because MMG was actually a woman by birth. and woud live hapily ever after.

The end.

Edit; Fixed a few grammar mistakes.

 

Its a story i wrote for english.

 

Once there was an awesome kid named Bob. Bob liked to play runescape and troll on forums, he was also 600 lbs. When one day, somebody told him to go outside. He ate a piece of KFC, told his mom to bring his shit bucket over, and rented a truck to bring him outside, and began to think, Graphics: 9/10 Storyline 3/10 Gameplay: 0.5/10. After a while, he noticed that his skin was getting burned up from the sun. It was much brighter than his computer screen! Then he got eaten by a dinosaur the end kthxhai.

 

The adventures of Kosher Karl

Kosher Karl was a young Saradomian boy living in Zamorakian occupied Runescape. He like many other Saradomian people, planning a daring escape from Evil Bob's island. He was made a slave there, he did not know how he got there but some speculate it was a random event. In order to get out of the island, he had to catch an uncooked Kosherised fish from the depths of Runescape, a feat that no one had ever achieved. It seemed impossible!
On the other hand, the portal to the free world was only guarded by a cat, so Kosher Karl made a run for it as he ran the rest of the rest Saradomian's looked at him in despair, he felt like he was moving in slow motion but then he noticed that he was obese. Kosher Karl then reached the portal and he was still in one piece, he was amazed that the Evil Bob hadn't tried biting his tenderous leg off, then again Evil Bob weighed 200 pounds and hadn't moved in 2 weeks.
The portal took him to a hotspot in a PvP world where he got D clawed by Sparatcus121, without any food or armour, Kosher Karl died. Sparatcus put the video on Youtube so everyone could laugh at him. Meanwhile, Kosher Karl had respawned in Lumby only to start his life again as a poor level 30 noob begging for 5k in the G.E. ... so he logs out and looks for Rsbots instead.

THE END!

 

Was I an inspiration?!

 

Ok well,

I had to do my homework...i did it. PM me when i win.

 

*Insert story about how "The Fall of Reach"*

I want a $50 donation for this story.. not crapy $25, kay?