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thoadthetoad
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Sorry for the last one, I accidentally sent it early.
ANYWAY,
AG tales are now BACK IN STYLE! This is great news for me, because now I can do something that Cenere and a few other people have wanted me to do for very long right now.
I AM BRINGING BACK THE MODERATION WARS.
One of the most well known (and when it was in style, the best) AG tales there ever were. Why? Because Strop was possessed by a Wraith who made him blow up a 2 mile diameter hole in Armorcity just because he didn't want to walk around.
NOW THEN, I should still have all the permissions from everyone so if you don't want me to mention you in the story, you can go screw yourself (or I can just edit you out of the story altogether).

NOW THEN. I will be posting 2 revised segments each weekend, and 1-2 every week. I have 1-20 on standby, I just need to read and revise them. If you spot ANYTHING wrong with them, please tell me so I can fix it.

This map, which basically all other AG fantasies use, is also in use for this story. It is here

A COUPLE OF DISCLAIMERS:
KingRyan is not his old "Since Beta" self in this story because that wouldn't make him the way he is.
NOT ALL CHARACTERS MAY BE IC, DUE TO LACK OF ACTIVITY I CAN'T FIND THEM.
If you would like me to put you in the story, I have to know you a slight bit, or know at least 3-4 paragraphs of information about your character. Keep in mind that it may or may not get in, depending on whether or not I think it'll fit into the story.
FOR ALL THE PEOPLE WHO B*TCHED LAST TIME: IF YOUR CHARACTER'S EYES ARE GLOWING, THAT MEANS THAT THE CHARACTER IS CURRENTLY BEING CONTROLLED BY A WRAITH, AND WILL NOT ACT LIKE THEY NORMALLY WOULD.
NOW THEN, let's get started with a solid first segment, http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/y/e/yeahplz.gif


It was a sad day for armorgames...it was maybe 6 months ago. Our founder, and something of god, Daniel McNeely, had passed away. Of what? Well, Prostate Cancer (because he was too stubborn to get an exam), and about 1 million spam bots, and another 1 million ghosts that haunted ArmorLand. Daniel went out in a blast, however, he had slaughtered almost all of the spam bots, and revoked half of the ghosts. He did it all by himself, how was he killed? The 3 spamlords, had destroyed him.
His successor, Carlie, was then put in charge in the ArmorCastle (Most of the places I will be talking about is Here Thank you strop for the well illustrated map), and hunted down the 3 spamlords whom killed our honest and great king.
Carlie Ruled over ArmorLand for another 3 months, it was quiet, but she had ignored the hauntings, especially fluent in the Tavern. Many Drunks were possessed and killed during her Term. We thought that it was still okay, however. We praised Carlie. Sadly, her term was not as long as we had hoped, she soon died. Of what? Murder.
Crowds of people came to the meeting hall, and the ArmorCastle, ranting, raving, rioting, and hatespamming of this terrible crime. "Who could have murdered Carlie?!" Everyone shouted. Indeed, it was a sad time.
After this, the Mods had done something they almost NEVER done before, they argued with each other. The arguments and debates never ceased, and then, it turned to flames. War broke out in ArmorLand! Some people flee'd to the gates, but using their mighty ban-tools, the Moderators crushed the fleeing users, and captured those who might survive the mighty blow. Those who were captured were either brainwashed, deleted altogether, or enslaved.
Oddly, Ubertuna had never went into the moderation wars, he stayed at the ArmorCastle, completely unknowing of this terrible instance! He had been too busy fighting off several armies, some of which from the moderators themselves, trying to either defile or conquer the Castle, taking it for themselves.
Zoph had been fighting with Strop for the Imaginarium and the other artistry sectors of Armorland, mainly composed to the south. Strop took over a lot of the North, and some of the west as well.
Moegreche had completely exiled and pushed back strops efforts to capture the debate area of ArmorLand. Using large, mechanical constructs of stone and powerful Logick (majick + logic), that crushed the users mind with pure sense, and that won every debate. Moegreche has two, extremely large Contructs, which he calls the Sentinels that stand guard out his Mansion.
Zoph has a castle made entirely out of paintings and sculptures, and has a garden/field of mazzelhs, which tend to sleep with her. Her good friend Cenere is her right hand man, and has a regimen of warriors modeled after her character Kai.
Ubertuna stays at his post, constantly fighting in a valiant battle against the riots of the ArmorLanders. He is a great soul, indeed.
There was but one force to stop the madness (SPARTAAAAA) of the Moderation wars. That was called the Syndicate, a group of long time users that go into the tavern for secret meetings, telling each other of the moderators plans. Most of the people in the Syndicate are club members. Sadly, clubs were the first to be enslaved.
The Moderation wars have just begun.

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Freakenstein
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This? Oh my. On which page did you actually FIND this?? This had to be back quite a bit. Like, I read this when I was but a wee laddie.

knight_34
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I think I saw this when I was venturing through the AMW a few months ago.

Nice to see it alive once more.

Freakenstein
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Wow. You got my story, you have BigJacob's story, and you have Thoad's older story....I think I resurrected an Armormeme....

Great story by the way. Its been quite a while I forgot how the story goes :3

Parsat
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Like, I read this when I was but a wee laddie.


That just about sums it up. I think I read this when I was 3 AG years old. (Which means I must be 25 AG years now)
thoadthetoad
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And for some reason I never finished what could possibly be considered one of the AG tale classics.

Cenere
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*Disclaimer: Cenere is currently not mod in this story.

Anyway, nice to see it alive once again, considering stopping in the middle of the action because you felt uninspired is pretty annoying > >...

Wow. You got my story, you have BigJacob's story, and you have Thoad's older story....I think I resurrected an Armormeme....

I wonder what the WoM is, then. And the smaller stories from me.
crimsonblade55
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And for some reason I never finished what could possibly be considered one of the AG tale classics.


Yeah I think there was a reason for that, but I can't remember what. Anyways for a while now since Freakenstein made his most recent story I've actually been thinking about this one. Now after seeing this one, I just remembered all of the other stories about AG, the most intriguing to me being the first one that to my knowledge was ever created. I can't remember exactly, but wasn't all of this started well before the Mixed World Tournament or something? If that were true then it would mean this story is at least around 2 years old now or something. Regardless the fact that your bringing back a story that old should be interesting and almost a refresher on what has changed since then, like for instance the people who are moderators now in comparison to back then.
thisisnotanalt
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Lol, I remember this. The old thread hit 100 pages, and then you just stopped >_>

kingryan
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I still think the story we shall not speak of by Klaus was more epic...

Good to see it back, you should maybe get a Moderpooper to lock the old thread and then link to it from here, so people can have a read...

You forgot to mention Dank and his Penicorns... :P

thoadthetoad
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You forgot to mention Dank and his Penicorns... :P

That's in the 4th or 5th segment.
but wasn't all of this started well before the Mixed World Tournament or something?

I think I started this right after I was booted from the MWT for not being able to go on.
POINT BEING, yes, this thing is incredibly old. well, AG old at least.

I'm going to go and repost another (re-written) segment. I recently found out that I made a LOT of bad grammar mistakes when reading.
thoadthetoad
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The sky was dark at the time of the meeting. The "We couldn't think of a better name" Syndicate gathered in the tavern, a place riddled with so much spam, no mod dared enter anymore. They would be flooded with the stuff. Thankfully, most of the syndicate members have learned how to dodge and ignore the spam.
"I have called this meeting today to officially announce that we are, binded to Armorland. All attempts to get the gates open have proved either inconclusive or failed" I said, looking down. "Many of you have families outside of ArmorLand, we mourn for this loss," sighing, I let a tear run down the right side of my face. My face suddenly turned gruff, "But with the Syndicate, we SHALL overthrow the warmonger mods! No longer shall haneous crimes go underway without the mods giving a care! The mods will pay!" I yelled, the people of the tavern started cheering. "Now then, control of the Strop, Kingryan, here to tell us of Strop's power and workings," I put my hand to the right of me, allowing for KingRyan to step up to the podium.
He had a muscular figure, and due to new laws in the tavern/amusement park, he had grown a goatee by Strop's orders. Primarily to look "Extra intimidating and more bogan-y". Which was odd, since Mullets were supposed to be a staple of bogans.
"I have reports of Strop's army, his base is well fortified. It's a slim chance that we could break through his defenses," Ryan pulled up a large paper, yellow from age, and I helped him post it on the wall behind us.
It showed strops Dojo, a place of twists, turns, and chambers. "As we know, strop is a ninja, in the form of a horse. We think this to be a spirit animal, of sorts, but we don't think there could be a way to defeat him with that," KingRyan pulled out a pointer, and placed it in the middle of the map, "This is the meditation chamber, Strop spends his time training his psychi here, beware, the last person who disturbed him ended up beaten. to a pulp." Ryan still had a serious look on his face, and moved his pointer to the right of the central chamber. "This is Strops sleeping chambers, it's also fortified, one air vent, with holes so small the only thing that could possibly get through were ants." I walked up to the podium with KingRyan, "Thank you Ryan, your doing very well as a double agent for the Strop Warlord. Is there any news of what he plans, though?" I asked Ryan.
"Yes, Strop is planning on taking this fight towards Dank, who lives in the forest east of ArmorLand," Ryan explained,
"That leaves us for an easy counter? Right?" A member of the syndicate, codename Skater, suggested.
"Wrong, unlike the golden age of ArmorLand, we cannot trust any mods, not even UberTuna, who is still using his batallions of battlefish to fend off the users attempting to attack the castle, his soldiers attack anything that moves nowadays, so we can't be sure of what to do with him," Ryan walked to the edge of the stage, looking out the window.
"That Concludes today's meeting everyone, try to get to your homes without being drafted. Skater, Ryan, and the board must meet me in the haunted Tavern room. I hear this ghost account might be able to tell us something," I told the people.
Ryan, with a strong tone of dismissal, told the users to go back to their home. They left with an uneasy quietness about them.

bigjacob
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Lovely i remmeber reading this afew monthss back i was liking it until some guy stoppedd it thanks for beinging it back thoad.

thoadthetoad
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*ahem*
Scene change:
Why am I doing this...? Strop thought to himself, meditating in his central chamber. Bee's wax candles and incense was burning around him. Something to help him relax. Over a thousand users had been deleted, innocents up for the slaughter. Strop didn't know what was wrong with him, he didn't act like this. Ever. Strop continued to think. The ninja-pony broke from his trance, hearing a squabble outside.
A huge crash, the sound of clay and wood, was heard.
Attackers. This wasn't good, the new batch of fighters (a collection of shogun-esques and light, fast ninjas) weren't ready to fight, and the rest of Strops Regimen was either incapacitated or dead. He flipped himself up and wondered who would be attacking him this time.
As if on queue, a shogun leaning on a spear limped into the chamber. "Master strop, the machines they're-" The soldier then started screaming, falling to his knees. Strop was disturbed, but not horrified.
With a cold look, the anthro pony messaged Ryan, who had finished the meeting and was walking towards the dojo, found in the southwest area of ArmorLand. Ryan's Majick messenger stone started to glow, he picked it out of his pocket and rubbed it. "Yes?" He asked into the green glowing rock.
"Ryan, we're in trouble, I'm taking the trainee's to fight, get your regimen of ..." Strop paused for a bit, wondering what to call Ryan's regimen of soldiers, "hired help and meet me outside the dojo, on the double bogan buddy," Strop then put the rock away, and Ryan's hand no longer glowed. Ryan rolled his eyes, "I always hated that nickname, Bogan Buddy...he's the bogan," Ryan thought out loud, and sent a group rock call (authors note: The rocks are like the messaging system of AG.), "All units head to the dojo!" Ryan yelled into the rock, running with full speed towards the Dojo.
Strop, despite having a black mask over his horse-face, could still show pity for the soldier screaming on the floor. The soldier eventually gave up to whatever was ailing him, and he dropped to the floor. With a first glance, he looked dead.
"Come out come out wherever you are~!" Yelled a voice, from a mech. Upon hearing the stephen-hawking voice, strop led out his current trainees. Their bodies were strong, but with a mind like theirs, they would be crushed under moegreche in no time.
"Mechs," Strop said to himself, with a curse. "Moegreche...." Moegreche had been competing with Strop for the fight of Eastern ArmorLand, and Strop had managed to get him centered in one sector, but strangely didn't have the heart to finish Moe's force once and for all. The trainee's went out, their bodies strong, but sadly, their minds week.
There were 6 mechs, all made of stone, with veins of glowing rock, emerald green, glowing in them. "Oh no, they're Lojick Machines!" Strop yelled, knowing just what his trainee's were up against. The trainee's would normally be able to destroy the mechs with no problem, but with weak minds, they're as good as dead!
"Locked Lojick spell #115! Impossible Dilemma!" yelled the leader of the mechs, and 3 of the trainee's went limp, crying.
"Locked Lojick spell #65! Modus Ponens!" Yelled another Lojick Mech. It made nearly 30 of the new trainees preform Sepukku out of insanity.
"Dammit! I told you the Lojicks were locked for a reason Moegreche!!!" Strop yelled at the Mech. Strop contemplated ending the mechs life, but decided to flee, in sake of his trainee's.
"Flee the field! They are t-" Before strop could finish, another Lojick mech called out "Modus Tollens!", and strop fell to the ground, holding his head in pain. He let down his guard. He called out his mighty banhammer, Thor!
Strop, blinded by the lojick, started attacking the Mechs with Thor, swinging and thrasing it about, but never stabbing. "Die you Lojitech fiends!" He yelled, in a noble and honorable voice, much like a superhero.
With another mighty yell, he threw Thor down with a force that could be felt even as far as the amusement park, and Ryan could feel it as well, even though we was nowhere near the Dojo. Dust flew up in a mushroom cloud, and everyone of ArmorLand saw it as well.
When the dust cleared, he looked around. His eyes filled with terror, seeing only the bodies of his trainees, and no rubble from the Lojitech. All he saw was a messenger stone, that resonated with a hum from moegreche. "The Lojitech is a marvelous thing, is it not? It can make a man think he's fighting something, when he's really fighting another," The static audio started to fuz in and out, with only maniacal laughter to be heard. It took strop a couple of seconds to figure out, but it struck him-
He had killed his own trainees.
All that was heard was screams of anger and terror, coming out of strops muzzle.

thepossum
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Schweet story...Can I be in it? I know it's old and all, but apparently there will be more...

thoadthetoad
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Schweet story...Can I be in it? I know it's old and all, but apparently there will be more...

Sadly, where I was leaving off was about 3/4 into the story as I remember.

Maybe in the next crossover story I make?
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