Story of a Spam Fest.

[Pippin]

   "Pippin saw Ungatt in the corner of his eye, and charged at him.
The force alone would of killed him, but if as to prove a point he smashed down his
razor sharp axe into his forhead. AOU, Autisticly Over User, fired an arrow at Pippin,
but it just richoched off his ab's of steel and went straight into AOU's heart.
Meanwhile, Pippin's 10 Elite Warrior General Mods' were taking on Briar's, 'Evil newb
Spammers', over 500 of them. There insults were weak and childish, and their grammer
was apauling. If there was 1 thing the EWG Mod's hated, it was poor grammer and childish
insults. Swords swung, limbs flew, bad language was soon deleted.
In the end, the Mod's had no other choice but to gag many o' Spammers.
But even though they use the BANHAMMER lightly, Briar was a special, even more difficult
case.

    He was a good spammer, give or take a few bad posts every minutes or 2.
Though, he disregarded the fact that the Mod's loved Pippin.
And his petty jibs agitated them soo much, they BANHAMMER crushed him to a pulp.
He would recover in exactly 1 day, 23 hours and 14 seconds.

Alas, the battle was won, but what of the war?".


Lord admin wolfbite put down the holy book of Spamfest, and said to the dibbuns of Redwall,
"That's it for today fellows, I hope you enjoyed the reading".

"More, More! Shouted Shadowtooth and SharpAOU. They were the offspring from Shadow and
Firetooth, and Sharptooth and AOU, Autisticly Over User.

"More, you want more? Ofcourse you can" Chuckled Wolfbite, all-mighty Admin of redwall,
only seconded to the sheer awesomeness of Pippin.

"Ungatt made a new acount, called Ungatt Trunn II. Pippin found him lying up a heck-load of
spam, the 'new type'. Pippin punched him violently till he begged him to stop. "Hah",
thought Pippin. Then he threw him at an admin, the mighty-est of the mighty. He soon
became hated throughout the whole community, as what Pippin says in the world of spam, it
goes!.

One day, Pippin came back from one of his 5 month breaks, spamming is very hard work when
you had no competition, back in the day. He had just eaten one of his *Chianese voice*
'home made chickeeennnn Stirfry'. He saw that a whole revolution of spammers had
joined, and found they were of the 'Bad-medium' type. Of-course, he tried to be
peaceful, since when hasn't Pippin been peaceful? They had none of it, getting abuse
from all corners. He gave it back, but felt guilty for making fun of poor defenceless noobs.

He made many attempts to bring them down, and one day it worked. They gave in, nothing more
than a mere legend now. He was on top of the pile, though he took a major risk. He
recruited -WOLFIECHOPS-, a half decent spammer as his third in command. Firetooth, hated
this and wasn't very happy, But he never listened to him. Only when he went angry and threw
chairs at him, then he was scared. But, none the less Pippin was betrayed and crushed.
Thrown out of his own organization, leaving the spammers a free rein. He contacted
-WOLFIECHOPS- with his personal messenger, MSN as he was known, and called him a "Beep
beep beep beeping beeper. Your a beeper beep boop beeping booper! Your friends all Beep you
and you enjoy it! You beeping beeper!

-WOLFIECHOPS- was deeply offended, and now hates Pippin lots. One thing in common, they hate
each other. Even as much as he hates Grimm? Nearly.

Well, Pippin met -WOLFIECHOPS- in a dark Spalley that night, and he pounded and punched and
kicked and bit his face to a pulp. Till he was half dead, then he laughed and wee'd on him.

He then left for another 2-3 months and returned.

THE LEGEND RETURNED AND SAVED THEY DAY! Well, not yet but he will!

The legend, continues!

[Pippin]

And, spam here and i'll report it cause I don't want my masterpiece to be ruined.

Love Y'all.

:-*

[Ungatt Trunn II]

Most of that was tl;dr. I stopped because of the massive amounts of hypocrisy. You make a grammatical error every 2 paragraphs, you whine when insulted then make 6-8 threads insulting someone else. Your comebacks are lousy and unoriginal. It's quite safe to say they are unfunny. The fact that you once got in trouble with the mods a lot, and to present are still doing so, makes this whole thing pointless. This whole thread is, indeed, spam.

Also, stop obsessing over me. It's truly quite scary.

[Pippin]

Most of that was tl;dr. I stopped because of the massive amounts of hypocrisy. You make a grammatical error every 2 paragraphs, you whine when insulted then make 6-8 threads insulting someone else. Your comebacks are lousy and unoriginal. It's quite safe to say they are unfunny. The fact that you once got in trouble with the mods a lot, and to present are still doing so, makes this whole thing pointless. This whole thread is, indeed, spam.

I regard any post by you now Spam, and this is truely spam. So I clicked a button saying 'Report to Mod'. I really dislike you ungatt, and it's safe to say im not liked by people round here. But atleast im nice in some aspects. Your put it blunt, you believe whatever you say, is perfect. It's not, no ones perfect except PA, but he's just out of our league.

Maybe your standards are high because your full of this 'Marine' nonsense, but I don't care if my spelling isn't correct,  a typo every 2 parragraphs, oh your are mean. I don't give 2 poo what you have to say anymore.


Taking into consideration you call my roleplay spam, your such a ball sucker.

[Scarwake]

Please refrain from spamming the topic further, double posting, as well as personally insulting others.  Both of you have done such within this topic.  Please be advised that further behavior as has been previously displayed will result in further action upon the part of the RWL Staff.

Thank you,

~Scarwake
~Mod Duties

[Pippin]

That's exactly what I mean though, I ask for no spamming and he goes and spams his poorly layed out, opionated rambling. There's no justice anymore :(

[Ungatt Trunn II]

There are no rules against voicing my opinion in a thread that openly insults me and some of my friends. What I posted was not spam and stuck to the topic at hand.

[Pippin]

No insults were thrown towards your friends, I don't play dirt like you. As far as im concerned, im finished posting here now, im tired.

[Briar]

Deep in the trenches of the Spa Room, RSL was making their battle plans.  Soon they would be released upon the world with such pwn-powah that it would knock even the Great and Mighty Mods on their code-writting rear ends.

But for now, they lay in wait, distracting the opposition with bad spam.

[Pippin]

Pippin was out, he had spamgiddylightous. It would be a matter of weeks before he could defend again!

[Pippin]

Deep in the trenches of the Spa Room, RSL was making their battle plans.  Soon they would be released upon the world with such pwn-powah that it would knock even the Great and Mighty Mods on their code-writting rear ends.

But for now, they lay in wait, distracting the opposition with bad spam.

Pippin was out, he had spamgiddylightous. It would be a matter of weeks before he could defend again!

The admins and moderators had no idea of the resistance, major spamming had covered up all traces. The got the occasional trace, but soon lost it after the sheer amount of spam posted.

[Holby]

That's exactly what I mean though, I ask for no spamming and he goes and spams his poorly layed out, opionated rambling. There's no justice anymore :(

Pippin, you have a habit of defending your actions and disagreeing with moderation. It's not a good tactic if you want to convince mods or admin that your beliefs (on anything) are correct. Please keep this in mind.


Holby, modding

[Pippin]

That's exactly what I mean though, I ask for no spamming and he goes and spams his poorly layed out, opionated rambling. There's no justice anymore :(

Pippin, you have a habit of defending your actions and disagreeing with moderation. It's not a good tactic if you want to convince mods or admin that your beliefs (on anything) are correct. Please keep this in mind.


Holby, modding

But my beliefs, are correct. *Wink Wink*.

Ya, i'll stop arguing with mods now.

[Daryn]

Daryn was bored. The mercenary for hire had already spammed the heck out of dozens of other forums, and made the admins plead for him to stop trashing it. Now he was jobless, and of course bored.
"Oh...Look, a butterfly!" he cried, and flew after the butterfly. It was a pretty monarch, and Daryn accidenlty flew off the cliff and plunged into the waters of the Code Ocean. He was set adrift for awhile, clutching to a e-mail for assistance. Then the spammer for hire was washed up in the distant shores of RSL.

[Briar]

What Daryn saw was shocking.  Words were being carelessly thrown about and abused.  The two factions of spammers appeared to be trying to work together but were struggling.

It appeared that two spammers had fallen under deep scrutiny by the Mods and were attempting to traverse the treacherous Spa Room without falling under the deadly banning-blade.

Luckily, through covert means, the spammers were growing strong.