Curse

LeDen · Dec 21, 2005, 06:43 PM // 18:43

Dear fake GW Santa,
I'm Ledeni Giro in the game. I have been really good this year. I have never left any party in doing mission or a quest. I've helped my friends get money and/or lend them money, I didn't rush to make money, on the contrary, I played nice and slow, letting my friends complete the game before me.

RPG Matthew · Dec 21, 2005, 07:04 PM // 19:04

Dear Guild Wars Santa
life hasnt been easy for me since the searing .... i am now getting back to a normal life, i have enroled in a ascalonian recon ranger resistance force with fellow countryman Aiden. I have been very loyal to my king by extermanateing all char that have passed the great northern wall, i have also been a great help to my fellow {TTM} guild members, i have also been helping new guildwars players advance through the game by giving them FREE help in doing some of the missions, but what really burns me is that ... im earning my money by killing stuff and i have 500g a piece armour and my freinds take the easy option and buy their money off e bay and have 15k armour

, if you give me a present and put it towards new amrour for me , it will provve that good things come to those who wait

, if you do this for me ,anyone giving you trouble i will make sure that they will take an EXTREMELY long dirt nap,

Keep it real santa ,

from your little extreme char killing samaritan

IGN:Mind if i own you

Ice Goddess · Dec 21, 2005, 07:31 PM // 19:31

disclaimer: its been a long while since ive beaten the game, so (specifically, the part with glint) it is not verbatim, but then again, maybe its better without it. And i know its a bit of a sad touch, but i like it... and yes, i know the point of view and tense tends to switch around, but im not a professional writer (nor much of a writer in my own opinion). incidentally enough, i have not beaten the game with the character in this story.

The Last Christmas

As the sun befalls the desert, a harsh wind picks up the sand and covers the lone traveler’s footprints. She pulls the cloak closer to herself as she braves the winds to find refuge.
For several long, dry weeks she has been on this journey, forsaking contact and help to find herself. Countless years has she done this, always the same time, but never to the same place. She comes to find herself, away from the hungry, the dying, the sick, and the wounded. It was the one time, she thinks, that she should get to herself.
But this time is different, the years have dragged on, and she is no longer the youth she was. As every hour passes she recounts the trials and times she had been through, the happy moments, and the sad. She remembers seeing the dying, those her powers could no longer help. She could only hope they found their way through the swirling mists and found eternal rest.
“Hurry! The Charr are almost on us! We must warn the captain!”
Her legs were about to give, but she couldn’t stop running, they had spotted the charr just outside some ruins. They needed to warn them, because if they didn’t, Ascalon would surely fall.
They were almost there, the Wall was so close, and yet so far…
Her foot slips, and her leg pains her again, forever reminding her how close she came to death that day. She gets back up and continues on her way, going as far as she can, for she knows that she will not be returning this year.
She felt the rumbling beneath her feet, she heard the clanging of steel behind her. It was Prince Rurik, staving off the dwarves while they got through the Frost Gate.
BOOM!
“What was that?” yelled one of the caravan members.
Abyssus looked behind her to see white, the white of snow moving at incredible speeds down a slope. An avalanche. Only then did she see where it was headed, right to Rurik!
“RURIK!” Her voice resounded off every cliff. “NOOO!”
“You can’t help me, get them through the gate and let them lead a new life”
“But… you need he-“
“NO. Go now, before more come”
She was turning away again. No, this was different. This time it was her choice to turn her back. She had done all she could, and then some. She could not remember how many lives she saved, or how many she could not save. But they continue to haunt her.
She shakes off the chill, pulls the cloak tighter and continues on her journey.
“Councilor Markis? But why?”
Her guess was as good as the others. But to be betrayed from the inside was not something she took kindly. If she ever saw Markis again…
Fire burned behind her eyes, the thought of leaving another home again tore at her.
“Abyssus? Whats wrong? You’ve got that look in your eyes.”
“Oh, its nothing, just thinking about what is to come for us, what lies ahead.”
She could tell they didn’t believe her, but they didn’t press it, and she was glad, she wasn’t sure she wanted to tell them, not now at least.
She never did get over that, but she didn’t let it get in her way. She stops for a moment to reflect on it, on what would possess a man or betray those who he held dearly to himself. What power there must be to convince someone to utterly forsake that which is held closest to his heart.
The dragon was huge! She had never seen such a big creature before, and how… how majestic it looked. It couldn’t be explained in words, you had to look upon her to know.
“Ssso, you have come.”
“Uhh, yes, we have come to see you Glint”
“As I have foreseen, As I have foreseen everything.”
Such beauty she wished she could see again in her life, but she doubted anything could compare to that. And such knowledge! To be able to foresee things.
But then it occurs to her that maybe it wasn’t such a great thing, to have knowledge of such wars, of such killing and despair, how it must pain her to look upon such things and know she could do nothing. Such a great gift Glint had, and yet, such a curse it is, ever to haunt her.
They all stood still and looked upon the dead lich and knew that they had averted doom. No one cheered, no one spoke, for it was a solemn silence. They had been through trying times together, and they had pulled through. Many scars had they suffered, many men did they see die, and many more had they killed. After all that, how can one cheer and be happy? Maybe the peasants would cheer, but we would not. We, who are tired, battle weary, and scarred would not cheer. Instead, we would look each other in the eye, and we would know that we did our best, against all odds and good prevailed. We would see the people that died for the cause and mourn for them. That would be our silent cheer.
She looks towards the sky and suddenly, something happens. She could never explain what it was exactly, but she knew that she has finally come to peace with her inner demons. She has laid to rest the dead that haunt her, for she knows that she did all she could. That those dead men did not die in vain. That she used her powers to the best of her abilities. She pushed herself beyond what was asked for her, and thus, gained a reward greater then she could have imagined. She has finally come to peace with the world, and her life. And that was the greatest gift she could ever receive. For on this Christmas Eve, she smiles and looks upon the heavens and falls asleep, never to wake again, knowing that she is at peace.

ryek09 · Dec 21, 2005, 07:47 PM // 19:47

Dear Guild Wars Santa,

I have done many things good this year, for others. I have helped out random people with many request such as healping with various missions, and also power leveling random people from level 6 to level 20 for free ( he was suppose to pay me 20k but the guy ripped me off). One day when i was hunting Char, and stone summit, my pet Beast Mocha, a stong looking wolf started chasing some reign deer. I chased after him all the way into a troll cave. We were cornered. We had no where to go, and all i wanted to go was save my pet... so i attacked. i fought as hard as i could... i defeated them all expept for one the boss.... I was badly injured and so with my final breath, or (so i thought) i threw my chaos axe at the finnal troll... and it missed! The troll came at me.. i was helpless... Then the one who i was trying to save (my pet) Jumped on the troll and then was thrown off. We were both about to die.. Then i heard the sound of Jingle Bells... I looked up and saw you... There you were flying over head.. Your sound stuned the troll for a couple of seconds.. While i took out anouther weapon and i stabbed the troll and we survived once and for all. So thank you for saving my pet, and my life... Although the medical bill was high.. That is why we need your money to help people like us who almost were killed pay the doctor...

Sincerly,
Warrior Rye- Monk Rye- and our per Beast Mocha
Have a merry christmas! and thank you

Symeon · Dec 21, 2005, 08:48 PM // 20:48

Dear Guild Wars Santa...

I am writing to you to firstly to greet you with warm winterly cheeriness, for it is a long time since I last wrote to you. But this time, I have more to say.
I wish to explain to you my story in this world, the things I have been through, and my current situation. I wish to explain the reasons why I still continue to adventure, being rather tired as an adventurer.
My name, as you know, is Symeon Aethril, but I have never told you my real story. Neither have I told any other some parts of it. Here I go, and I will write it as formally, truthfully, and warmly as I can.

I was born the second son of a fairly...normal family that lived in Lion's Arch. As a child, I practiced fighting with father and my four brothers, and had lessons with a well-known tutor in Lion's Arch named Gilin, along with many other children.
As I came into being a teenager I became more and more interested in fighting with the axe. Father took me and my brothers on fighting expeditions outside Lion's Arch, and he even took us once to the Competition Arenas on the island south of Lion's Arch, to watch him fight. After I reached 18, I was allowed to train along with my older brother Kayriste in the Lionguard Barracks. I...somewhat quickly rose into the Lionguard ranks, becoming known as Symeon 'Axewielder'. However, I served under the shadow of the White Mantle, who my family and many others detested.
Us Lionguard were treated badly by the Mantle. At about 25, I married a woman named Elina, and...we had a son. My son, we assumed because of my following of Balthazar-Melandru (the joint god of war and nature), had the mark of that combination on his neck. The Mantle found out, and brutally seized my dear Elina and the baby. They were taken away and I knew that soon the Mantle would turn to me, for the Lionguard were forbidden to worship other gods.
Shortly afterwards, when I heard of the adventure from Ascalon, I joined it secretly as they passed through Lion's Arch towards D'Alessio coast. Thus, I became involved in an adventure that took me west. It was at the Bloodstone, in the Maguuma Jungle, that I had a horror that has really...affected me for the rest of my life. Among the executed was my own beloved wife, and I witnessed her death. I assumed the baby was killed elsewhere, but I hate to think of these terrible things.
So, I trudged on in a kind of half-existance throughout the adventure, until I ascended in the desert. When I did this, it was as if I found a new born light inside me. I still had that old sadness, but had found a way to carry on. I finished the adventure in the Ring of Fire, bringing down the evil Lich. I did the Titan Quests, and ventured into Sorrow's Furnace, the Underworld and the Fissure of Woe. I completed many adventures, and soon, too, even though I am again, will hopefully take part in the great adventure to Cantha.
For now, I am indeed a tired adventurer, but continue on through my love of this world.

As far as how I fight is concerned, I fight by the power of Balthazar-Melandru. It is the combination of the soldier and natural beauty, war and peace, opposition and love, male and female, the war torn land and the beautiful natural environment, that make Balthazar-Melandru my God. I fight with the axe, using many skills, but I harness my devotion to nature in evoking Tiger's Fury, and being careful and respectful to the environment I fight in, and to those innocents I see among the enemy. I have great experience fighting like this from throughout my adventures and from arena battles.

I have friends who experienced the adventure from Ascalon, but it was really when I joined it at D'Alessio that I really opened myself up to the world. I learnt many things, and went through many victories. The adventure was, although with some setbacks, a great one, and I still occasionally join with my friends to make those adventures from the Temples of Ages to the other worlds, and of course Sorrow's Furnace.

The world of Tyria really is flowing on like a river, but not smoothly. Things change, and things meander around. There are some bad things in Tyria, and with a more cheery note now I will give some of them.
- Some of the adventurers tend to disregard each other. A certain term 'noob' is often used by those who belive another to be unintelligent, selfish, and not knowing much. Some adventurers have risen so high that they think themselves to be better than their own companions that they went with from the beginning. I thoroughly detest these attitudes.
- Disregard for certain professions, mostly in playing versus un-humans. They have their ways, but namely, Necromancers, Rangers and Mesmers are viewed as the lower classes amongst many. Monks are the top priority, being required to keep groups alive, and so always sought. The warrior is the head, the seeker of the monk, the most common class and the class that think they rule the others. Elementalists then follow, for their great damage and assistance to a party is hailed. And then, we have the others. Necromancers can be more powerful than any, with their minions, blood and curses powers, etc. Mesmers are highly regarded in player vs player battles, for their huge power to control, take away, and backfire other's powers. And finally rangers. They can be highly damaging with certain bow combinations, and their pets can 'own'. And almost most importantly, they have their traps. However, these last three classes are generally disregarded compared to the others in the main adventure and I do not like this.
- Equally, some professions go through bad things. Particuarly monks, as it their 'job' to keep others alive, so they get blamed for things, and tossed about like objects. And then, when people form parties, they beg for monks.
- Exploiters. People who simply are greedy and seek to make money. They go to these 'noobs', and take from them, then gain from it. They exploit easy things for great gain. If anyone is the 'noob', it is them. And I am not talking about 'farmers'. 'Farmers' make effort to gain, and it is a job well done to 'farm', I say.
- A few other things.

Things I love about Tyria:
-the great adventure
- the continual flow, the continual will to do something in this great world
- the immense beauty of the world
- whoever created it, they certainly did a great job.
- the adventurers. All of them. Apart from a few things, they're all great. I have many friends, and many thanks to give to those I have fought with.
- things changing. Things such as the economy, and new places to explore, are changing. That's a good thing.
- many, many things, if I described them all I would fall asleep first!

And it is the good reasons, that are why I keep playing.

If you read through all of this, I thank you. I meant to get my story out to someone.
And so, Santa, I wish you a merry Christmas/Winter Festival, season's blessings, and I hope to see you, along with everybody else, in Tyria in the festival! And bring me some nice things!
Hi Ho for now!
-Oh and Santa, if you could just randomly shout from the sky so that all of Tyria can hear, 'SYMEON SAYS HO HO HO MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!' that would be great. Cheers.

ScorchedTater · Dec 21, 2005, 08:56 PM // 20:56

Dear Santa,

I'm sure you have received tons of letters from the many heros of Tyria. I'm also quite certain of the many have already told you how they saved Tyria by beating back the Char or giving the Stone Summit a piece of their mind. I on the other hand, want to tell you know about the smaller things that I've done to make life a little better. Original from Ascalon, you knew these people were doomed. Things were always getting lost regardless of how important they were.

Before Ascalon was toasted by the Char, I came across a little girl whosomehow lost her flute among a nest of River Scales. Now...what kind of parents let their children go play in a river infested with dangerous monsters? Regardless of this, I went to retrieve the flute only to find it in two pieces. Of course I couldn't return it to the girl that way so I replaced it. So guess how she shows her gratitude? Every time she sees me she chases me around and heals all the monsters I'm trying to protect people from, and she laughs about it! All I could think to myself was if she was the future of Ascalon...these people are doomed. Of course she wasn't the only one who had issues. Some woman had me go whack a bull because it was in her trouncing in her favorite pool, no idea why I couldn't just move it. It happened to be a local farmers bull and I ended up being the one that had to replace it! So I ask the farmer what kind of pet he wants as compensation and the guy tells me to get him a gigantic scorpion thing with two stingers. I'm sure you know what I was thinking. The worst of all was a fellow named Aidan. The guy wanders off into some obscure part of the country and leaves his horn at his girlfriends place. She tells me it needs to be cleaned and returned. Of course he didn't want it to be just "cleaned" he needed it "cleansed". The regular water that everyone used was not good enough. He needed water from a "special" spring. I got the last laugh on that one though. I took it to a river where I knew a bunch of river scales lived, so you can imagine how "clean" that water was. Gave him the horn and he didn't even notice. I know that was a bit naughty, but I definitely did more than my share to try and save these people who were doomed from the start. I didn't even tell you about the times I had to chase pigs for this farmer, so I'll spare you that story.

So...yes these people had their homes blow to bits and yes they were people that were engineering their own destruction, but I took the time to help them do all the little things that make them happy. When the people of Ascalon lost everything, heroes from all over Tyria stepped in to help them resettle. Funny how the Prince suggested to go through an army of dwarves just to end up settling near more dangerous monsters and zombies. Regardless of what happened though, I think it's most important to remember that in the end it's the little things that matter most. I'm happy I was able to do my part.

Sincerely,

The Mesmerizer (aka The Big Ham)

P.S. Chasing pigs...I did that three times!

peterwestonc · Dec 21, 2005, 09:12 PM // 21:12

Dear Santa,
Compared to lots of other people in there opinion i have done very little, whereas some people will play the game for some people by 'helping' them with quests and missions i will only help a random person once per day. This will let them progress in the game themselves and let them enjoy it themselves. I will always give away lots of weapons that are no use to my for there value. This way people think tht i am a noob and that they have done the job themselves. The wore thing that has ever happened to me on this game appened this morning i came on to my greet my guild to find the message 'i am osirus blackscawn and i have ruined ur guild' he was right he had deleted 50 odd members. At this point in the game i was the richest i had ever been and had a total 6k. However this son depleted as i reinvited every single member . I was left with 1.2k. I am not asking for 100k as that would be selfish but i would bearly like the money that an evil boy took off me. Finnaly if u gave me this mney i would use it to booost our guild s r8ing which is on 10,116 at the moment due to the lack odf monks. Thank you for reading this urs sincerely

Peter Weston
[email protected]

Methadone Hero · Dec 21, 2005, 09:16 PM // 21:16

Yes, Santa, I know you've been playing incognito as an oversized henchie just to check up on me. Might I say that stretched metal looks fetching on you! And as you can see, I've been EXCEPTIONALLY good this year. As a monk, I healed those annoying sword-wielding, tanking elementals.

Let's not forget heals I threw the henches way when Alesia fell down on the job. Remember Thirsty River? You almost bit the dust there, Santa. That wasnt Alesia that tossed a Word of Healing your way. That's right -- who loves ya Santa?!

As a tank I -- well let's admit it. I suck as a tank. All I want for christmas are eyebrows. I swear to you, I'll NEVER fart on my fiery dragon sword again. If you'll just bring me some eyebrows, I promise, I'll stick to running, not fighting.

As a necro I bit my tongue everytime someone offered to tell me how to be a proper minion master or cast spinal shivers on Yakslapper or arcane echo a spiteful spirit or not heal me after they begged for a Blood is Power or .... welll, seems there's a lot of non-necros who know how to play a necro.

On top of all this, I ran all kinds of strangers to various towns, helped one get Droks armor and gave my ecto to a freind in need, even though I was saving for FoW armor myself. I GAVE ECTO SANTA! FOR THE LOVE OF TYRIA WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT? Oh yea, what am I thinking? Here's ya a Dunkin Donut. I know you love those things.

Love,
Methadone Hero
aka Hollywood Vampire

karunpav · Dec 21, 2005, 09:37 PM // 21:37

Dear GW Santa,
Hello again. It's that time of year, eh? My name is Punjab Prince, and I'm a half-Hindu half-Christian hybrid. So I guess I'm a Chindu...or a Hindtian... I'm still elidgeable, right?

Anyway, I just wanted to tell you that I have been very good this year. From giving a very poor...er...non-economically inclined... guild member of mine a rare max damage Chaos Axe (Brownie Points

) to helping countless new members with the basics of the game, I have been the best little elf. I would also like to take this chance to thank Racthoh Demini for making it so that I will almost never go poor with his farming builds. I have also donated much of my money to younger players...perhaps too much, because otherwise I wouldn't be typing this letter. If you could find it in your heart to help a poor Chindu/Hindtian (where have I heard about poor Indians before...?), I would very much appreciate it.

Your hybrid friend,
Punjab Prince

furious fellblade · Dec 21, 2005, 09:54 PM // 21:54

Dear GW Santa,
Undoubtedly, we all have faced sins in our lives. However, these very sins are limited to each and everyone of us. In other words, some people have done more sins while others less. So I must confess, I by the name of Nike Airforceone have attempted to scam others for my own well being and greed. Although I did not successfully scam them due to inadequate skills, I have gotten a grip on my conscience. I know what I have done wrong. I have tried to use the very essence of deceit which have been driving Guild Wars to corruption and disputes. Yet, I have done many other good things. To compensate my sins or naughtiness, I made many player's lives a happier place. To begin it off, I had offered many free runs to those who wish acess to a new territory. I did not accept any donations, for I know of their pockets. Then, I gave several of my gold drops to new players because I felt they were useless to me even though money was still in my mind. In addition, I gave advice to those who seek my knowledge. Also, I helped players with their missions who desparately need a monk like me or my other char that is a ranger. In true honesty, Santa, I have not appealed to you in this letter by pity but real accounts within Guild Wars. Though I have faced sins, I truly feel that my essential goodness overwhelms the evil wills I have caused. Ultimately, I feel I should be chosen to participate to be on the good list even though I would rather be preferred on the bad list. It is up to you to decide, for better or worse. Merry Christmas!

Signed, Nike Airforceone

sed · Dec 21, 2005, 10:23 PM // 22:23

Dear Guild Wars Santa,
I recently have stopped playing Guild Wars for a few months due to my activities helping young children, helping out the unfortunate that could not celebrate a true Christmas, in fact I have given some kids Guild Wars so that they can at least celebrate a Guild Wars Christmas.

I am not a rich Guild Wars player like many others so this gold will really help me out. And because it is the Christmas holiday, I will share the gold with friends of mine that play Guild Wars.

I hope I receive at least some gold so that many others can share the gold with me.

With Great Love,

Sed Vicious

Volarian · Dec 21, 2005, 10:28 PM // 22:28

Wait why am I making case as to "how good I was" to you? Isn't giving the whole spirit of this holiday, so what does it matter how I acted the previous year?
I've already taken this up with my parents, god rest their souls; as I don't appreciate having my young innocence taken advantage of in an attempt to make their lives easier by telling me I had to behave a certain way or else be left off "Santas" christmas list. Once I realize how much of my childhood pleasure had been snuffed out due to this ruse I was forced to snuff out those who let the lie linger.
Besides, isn't it a little vain for everyone to tell you how good they were or think they were and isn't that 1 of the deadly sins?

Based on that I ask you to question those who've been in my company over the last year, do THEY believe I've been good or do they think I've been naughty. Ask all those lost souls who without my help might have chosen to attack that mursaat patrol passing by the cave exit in Ice Caves mission, or who might have chosen to listen to the Vizer's warning about attacking the front door at the Ring of Fire opting instead to suffer the added time and punishment by going over the volcano or the countless times directing the clueless as to how best to defend King Ironhammer at Thunderhead Keep.

Let them be the judges, as you were snuggling up to Mrs. Claus all year and have no clue as to the goodness done by us all.

...here's a cookie.

Bedside Manner

Drake Ditheon · Dec 21, 2005, 11:27 PM // 23:27

Dear Guild Wars Santa,

Akhilleus says you're 'fake', but I know you're real. As a matter of fact, I'm afraid to give this letter to Akhilleus with fears that you, Santa, may never receive my letter.

I know you're real because this one time while cruisin' the SSP (southern shiverpeaks), I saw your sleigh fly through the air with Charr pulling it. I remember the happy gleam in your eye as you whipped the crap out of those Charr. You reminded me of that happy-go-lucky Evil Robot Santa from Futurama.

And there was this other time when I was helping people in pre-searing, and I heard a cladder. I was like, 'WTF?' and my teammate was like, 'STFU!' I was like, 'OMG!!!1! itz t3h Santa masta!!!' and then you jumped out from behind a tree a like totally ninja sniped my teammate with a candy cane!

I actually didnt see you, but the candy cane, and pee that was left on the tree that smelt like egg nog made me believe it was you.

Anyways, For Christmas I only want one thing - a talking Lions Arch Frog! That frog there is sssooooo cool, that I wish I had one for a pet. I could train it to spread rumors through out the land of Tyria and totally get the community hyped!!

Thanks 'real' Guild Wars Santa! Next time you swing through the SSP, how 'bout helping me out and dropping a few gold items.

BSH · Dec 22, 2005, 12:50 AM // 00:50

I'll apologise for this in advance, it seems like a good idea, but it is 12:50 AM.
Not even sure it fits the requirement, but there we go, any way here's my version of:

The Night Before Christmas (in Ascalon)

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through Tyria
Not a creature was stirring, not even a charr;
The stockings were hung by the traders with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The players were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of slaughter danced in their heads;
And Adelbern in castle and Rurik in snowcap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out of the lowlands there arose such a clatter,
All sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
IWAY to the window we flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters ready to smash and bash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than stormcallers his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, Ranger! now, Warrior! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Zealot! on Cupid! on, Mesmer and Ettin!
To the top of the hill! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"

Ubernoob · Dec 22, 2005, 12:50 AM // 00:50

Dear Santa,

My story begins in Pre-sear when I was wondering around in Ascalon Dist 3 I heard a little NewB saying Hi to the npcs walking around! Ofcorse at first I thought it was a joke and laughed but the poor lil guy didnt know why I was laughing at him... It was then that i realised that he was new to the game so I added him to my party and took him outside. ofcorse he was amazed at first to have been teleported randomly but I quickly told him that it was because I left and since he was in the party if I zoned he would too. I then introduced myself and told him that i was going to teach him how to play he was delighted to have finally found someone to help him. Apparently he had been trying to get someone to help but everyone just ignored him (probably because he was talking to the npcs). So for the next 6 hours I took him through every little aspect of guild wars. I showed him how to use skills, emotes and took him through all of the different classes you could have (showed him the pros and cons if each etc...) afterwards we had both reached level 6 and were ready to sear so i took him through the searing process (got our asses handed to us by a lvl 3 ranger and 3 henchies but he was ok) and we did the first mission with ease. Afterwards when we got to ascalon I paid for his first set of amour and brought him a nice weapon for his monk. Its been a week since then and we have made it to yaks bend. Hes gotten used to the game and is already starting on a necromancer. Anyway thats my story and I hope I have been good enough for some pressies

MMSDome · Dec 22, 2005, 01:17 AM // 01:17

Dear Santa,

I am at a lost, i have no clue where to get me some monsterous items. My guild wars parents died way back in an ice storm on our journey to the shiverpeaks so i have not gotten any presents ever. I would really really really appreciate some monsterous items (claws, fangs, or eyes) for Christmas this year. I really love you Santa and would forever remember. PLEASE SANTA.

Love,
Acherulis Maximus,
White Wirlver, and
Molly Macha Wirlver

RobotMULE · Dec 22, 2005, 01:36 AM // 01:36

Dear Santa,

You are a bitch ass ni***. I heard you upped the mall security. Thatz a bitch move Santa. I'm comin for dat ass. You goin pay what you owe!

- The Santa Stalker

(no offence, a joke from "boondocks" on adult swim)

blakecraw · Dec 22, 2005, 03:31 AM // 03:31

Dear GW Santa, here's a poem for u to read. It goes to the tune of "'Twas the Night Before Christmas"

Twas the night before Christmas and all thru Ascalon City,
Not a character was stirring except for a girl nuker made just so lonely Bob could stare at her titties.

Her body was hung with skimpy "armor" and her hair,
Was done up in a bun, not that horny Bob noticed or cared.

Bob watched her /dance, and dyed her new armor red,
While scandalous fantasies played out in his head.

In his feverish mind, the nuker lay down to nap,
But he heard footsteps in the hall and said to himself "Oh, crap."

When suddenly he heard a pitter-patter,
On his door and he jumped with a horrible clatter.

alt f4 alt f4 his hands moved like a flash.
If caught watching this his cheeks would redden like a rash.

"You sure you don't need anything at the store? 'Cause I'm about to go."
"Mom my Christmas shopping's done, I already told you no."

Oh boy that one was a little too near,
So Bob closed the program and grabbed himself a beer.

When finished he reopened Guild Wars with a click,
And saw an armorless W/Mo named "Eye Candy Nick."

If anything could be assumed from such an outrageous name,
The girl of his dreams must be playing this game!

He worked up his courage as Bob surely was fixin',
To start up a chat with this fabulous vixen.

Finally he thought "Ok, no more time to stall,"
And typed in "hey there" and he gave her a call!

Seconds later there came a response of "whoa. hi"
"i didn't expect anybody here. o my"

Bob said "i see 'nick' is quite attractive to u.
well, i like to stare at my characters, too"

and into bob's mind came an idea, *poof*
"To make her believe how I feel I'll need proof."

He had the perfect present, all packaged and bound,
A 15>50 sickle, from a slain hellhound.

All that dull farming about to go kaput,
If she didn't like it he'd kick something w/ his foot.

He didn't expect her to trade something back,
But she produced a Fleshcleaver from within her backpack.

"Oh man, what luck, wait'll I tell Larry.
This Christmas is one that truly is merry."

Could his soul mate really be controlling Nick, the warrior/man-ho?
They moved their meeting to Droks, 'midst all the snow.

Being in town their weapons were sheathed,
While they ran around, imagining the forge decked with wreaths.

She asked him his name, and his knees shook like jelly.
He told her "im bob" and she said "cool, im shelly"

What better present could be made by an elf?
Than to no longer play Guild Wars alone, by himself?

It would be great to play with a good pal instead,
But alas, it was late, and they left for their beds.

Bob congratulated himself, and got up with a smirk,
When he heard a jingling, and turned 'round with a jerk.

To the glass of his window he then pressed his nose,
And saw a man in a sleigh, in an outfit of rose

Slowly bob let out an unbelieving whistle,
"maybe this has something to do with me finding that sex-pistol"

And as he flew off, and turned out of sight,
Bob heard "Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"

if u dont like the poem, and u think i've been bad, i wouldn't mind some lumps of charcoal, or spiritwood switches

hybridevil1 · Dec 22, 2005, 05:37 AM // 05:37

Dear Santa Clause

I have been a very good boy this year, and I know you know that! I recently started playing this game around may and well needless to say, I have been the victim of some cruel jokes played on the noob that I was. But none the less, I was persistant in getting my friends to join the game also, I try to help out new players as much as I can now by giving them free stuff to further their Guild wars experience! I like to take them under my wing and train them to be better players and treat them unlike I was treated by others when I started this game! But the real reason I would love to be rewarded this money, if not for my good kind heartedness, than for my best guildwars friend. He has recently had a rough time and uses guildwars as an escape from family problems I will not disclose to a public forum but, I would LOVE to brighten up his life, if only for a day, with a great christmas gift using this 100k!

Thank you Santa,
Sincerely, Hybrid Archer

GW NAMES: Hybrid Archer, Lord Hybrid Evil

Toast Man · Dec 22, 2005, 05:59 AM // 05:59

Dear Santa,

Well I guess I'm here for a Christmas wish. I don't wanna lie, cus that would just be counter-productive, so I'm gonna tell you the flat out truth. Without any money, I would have to kill myself with a coathanger. Recently my entire family was eatin by sharks in a very rare accident at the aquarium, in which the glass broke and the sharks had just enough oxygen to eat them. The only survivor was Grandpa Rick, who when the ambulance was taking him to the hospital, drove off a cliff into a bay, where the entire vehicle was coincedentally eaten by sharks. Well this was all very disheartening, considering I have always been traumatized by sharks, after having both legs chewed off by Great White's, then my prosthetics also gnawed off by yet another shark. Nothing held me back from the seas, I loved them. Back to Guild Wars, which I might add, is the greatest game ever, I need this money. I owe my friend 100k for buying a dank Fellblade, and using his money (which he so kindly lent me) and I absolutely have to pay him back, cus I feel bad enough as it is. I was gonna ask my mom for money, to buy 100k off ebay, but of course, the shark got her... and I just don't wanna bring that up, it brings tears to my eyes. Well guys, I hope you can find it in your good hearts, to aid a solitary boy, in need of monetary assistance. I wish you a merry Christmas, and I add, Damn the sharks, damn them all

Yours Truly,
Toast Man (Toast Ninja) ---- those 2 are my in game name

p.s. shark repellent is a fraud, trust me it doesn't work... at all... nor do shark rockets