Curse

Toast Man · Dec 24, 2005, 05:15 PM // 17:15

so how do we know if we're a finalist, will you message us on here, or the game or what

Saka Zombie · Dec 24, 2005, 05:54 PM // 17:54

As a player of guild wars i see it in my dutie to give to the ppl that really need it.

And so far i have;

Gave items free to ppl who could not afford the ( some in buy 1 get 1 free's some by cutting the prices right down etc.)

and helped out numerous other ppl on the way with quests runs to towns where to go for quests etc.

HelamisTheDark · Dec 24, 2005, 07:10 PM // 19:10

Dear guild wars santa,
i am in dire need of funds, i've been living on the streets for a while now.
i need money badly, just to feed my family.
please give me even 10k at least...or i will personally hunt you down and slit your throat.
^^ have a nice day,
Helamis

Symeon · Dec 24, 2005, 07:25 PM // 19:25

Quote:

Originally Posted by Akhilleus

edit:
ah, what the hell...its the x-mas season, ill let it slide...

any post after this one is hereby past-due.
ill be reading these tomorrow, and hopefully get the winners by x-mas day.

Stop posting

unless you're just writing for fun

MrMight · Dec 24, 2005, 07:31 PM // 19:31

*writing for fun :P*

Dear Santa,
I hope you get this letter, as you never do reply to any of them! Lets make it 7 times lucky then!
I have been a good boy today, i have kept the court order and stayed away from Amanda for around 2 months now, my mother is very proud! This year, i decided not to burn down Mr. Hickleberrys barn house because mother said it was a bad thing to do because lots of chickens wont lay eggs, i like eggs.
I know lots of people write to you, but as im more special and you like me more then anyone else (my mother says im one of a kind) I know you will smite the other children because i am cooler.
Please, please, please give me my ray gun this year! All you give me is hard labour in the basement and im fed up! My neighbour got a trike last year so i beat him up and stole it but its not the same! Please! I want that gun soo bad, everyone will listen to me then because i have a gun and i can shoot people i dont like! Like that kid with glasses who snorts on my clothes!

Thank you santa! LOVE YOU!

Akhilleus · Dec 24, 2005, 08:34 PM // 20:34

Quote:

Originally Posted by Toast Man

so how do we know if we're a finalist, will you message us on here, or the game or what

i will list the winners in this thread, its your job to pm me in-game and collect.

<===IGN

Asplode · Dec 24, 2005, 09:32 PM // 21:32

phishy59 · Dec 24, 2005, 10:27 PM // 22:27

Dear Santa Claus GW,
I am writing to you today not only because I have an infinite amount of things on my GW christmas list, but I am writing you because I need some help. Desperately. You see, some pretty bizarre things have happened to me in the past few months. I can't help but feel a bit "off" with myself, and I don't know if I'm all that stable or not.
First, I went to see the local psychologist (a talking frog mind you) and he wouldn't say anything. A word. He refused to help me. I kept telling him that there was something about my armor that made me look fat, and was asking him if I should try a different outfit. No answer. I started to cry, and started to scream infidelities in his face. Still, nothing. I couldn't take it anymore, so I just took off my armor and simply ran away and pouted. Stupid frog, I wanted to kill him for not answering me. But then I realized that this was, of course, understandable, as he was a talking frog and I didn't expect any advice from him whatseover anyway. So on I went, searching for someone who would listen to my problems. I found that someone, Santa. Her name was Cynn. Pretty girl, in her 20's, kind of kinky. Well, she agreed to help me if I joined her on a mission to save Tyria. Given the fact that I was on the brink of suicide, I humbly accepted. So off we go, hand in hand (I wish), trampling and murdering monster after monster. I didn't like the smell of the place, it was hot and musty, and along the way we saw Frodo and Sam climbing a huge mountain, and some creepy little dude chasing them. This added on to my resume of twilight zone events, thus making me a bit jumpy. Oh but it doesn't end there. We are almost to the end, when I meet with my good friend - Prince Rurik.
With joy overcoming my instability, I sprinted over to him, using my awesome warrior speed, and was just about to give him a great big hug - but then I remembered something...

He was decapitated a couple of weeks ago.

I found my instability surging back through my veins, and I started shaking vigorously. I wanted to just curl up into a little ball and cry like a girl, but that would not look good in front of my good friend Cynn. Rurik's zombified body started laughing, and he sent his little minions after us. And while our group was getting destroyed, I could do nothing but stand there, wondering what was going on. I saw Mhenlo, that oriental carry-out boy who thinks he's Jackie Chan, trying desperately to keep my team alive. I thought to myself, "aw well he can handle his own." But then I saw Cynn get hurt. She was getting double-teamed, ransacked, jumped. This angered me. I looked back at Rurik, and saw him rolling on the ground laughing. I don't know why, but he was laughing. He was laughing at Cynn because she was getting gangbanged. A wave of anger fueled me, and I sprinted full speed toward that egotistical excuse for a charming prince. As soon as I arrived at that decaying pile of chewed bubble gum, I started wailing on him. Swing after swing, I kept swinging until there was nothing left of him. In the middle of my slaughter, I looked up and saw Braveheart ride over with his horse. He looked at me, shook his head, and rode off. I didn't care. I kept slicing.
After about 20 seconds, I was done. That daddy's boy was dead. For good. I made sure he was dead by cutting off his manhood. I came to the conclusion that if his head wasn't enough, then surely his gender would do the trick. Killing Prince Rurik satisfied me. With that being done, I looked up and saw that my team was still fighting. I sprinted over to them and helped them out. While I was hacking away, I noticed that both Cynn and Mhenlo were dead. NO! I finished off the remaining A-holes and ran over to their bodies. I had no resurrections. I asked my other teammates, they didn't have any either.
After we reached the end, I scavenged the rest of my money and held a memorial for my fallen comrades. I paid in total 10 platinum for Cynn's grave; a fellblade that I drove to the ground in honor of her act of bravery. About 3 minutes later, a teammate of mine decided to take it back out and use it. Damn him. I wanted to kill him. But I didn't, as I knew that you would be watching and wouldn't get me anything for Christmas.

So to sum it all up, Santa, I had this problem with my armor, so I decided to live naked from there on. A talking frog was the only psychologist in Tyria that could help me with my problems, and he didn't help. Cynn, the only person that promised to hear me out, died because some evil prince had to pillage her. And now I am flat out broke, because I paid for her honor, only for someone to take it and use it for his own benefit. I sit on the beach at Lion's Arch now, awaiting for your arrival. You don't know how embarrassing it is to get all of these stares, and even people making rude comments like, "ew a naked asian warrior." So in conclusion, Santa, thanks for at least taking the time to read this letter, and please be aware of my presence when you arrive, because I'll be aware of yours as well.

Semper Fi from me and all of my troops,
-Super Rice Ball

P.S. It's cold out here, especially when you're naked. A blanket would be nice.

Akhilleus · Dec 25, 2005, 02:28 AM // 02:28

Quote:

Originally Posted by Asplode

i thought this one was pretty darn funny...unfrotunatly it came after the cut-off...gave me a chuckle though...

anyway, i just got done celebrating (us with european traditions celebrate on x-mas eve) and ive read all of them (1,300 WPM reading speed FTW).
i havent yet done the rolling yet, but the finalists have been selected and they are post #s:

1: #3
2: #21
3: #34
4: #44
5: #66
6: #70
7: #83
8: #98
9: #102
10: #127

if your story was one of these post numbers, congrats, you will at least win 10k, and you now have a 3/10 chance of being one of the 3 finalists.
after i eat dinner i will start the rolling, if anyone would like to join me for the process i will be in ice-tooh cave dist 1 american.
i should be done eating in about half an hour or so.

-Akh

k, i did the rolls and...the winners are:
1st place: post #98 (Blakecraw)
2nd place: post #127 (Tarrosion)
3rd place: post #3 (Batou Of Nine)

chris_nin00 · Dec 25, 2005, 04:09 AM // 04:09

/congrats

I didn't have time to enter the contest

Too much shopping to do.

1 HOUR TILL CHRISTMAS!!

Merry Christmas to everyone.

Raiden Astal · Dec 25, 2005, 04:28 AM // 04:28

Thanks for the gold! And thanks for liking my story.

Lady Llewyn · Dec 25, 2005, 05:40 AM // 05:40

Thanks for the contest, and thanks for reading!

Cheers to everyone who wrote. There were some funny letters.

*high fives Raiden*

~Sinaea~

Keegan Macarrrrrdi · Dec 25, 2005, 05:42 AM // 05:42

Quote:

Originally Posted by Vahrn Hart

I am one of the victims of Hurricane Katrina.

howd he lose? >_>

Toast Man · Dec 25, 2005, 07:15 PM // 19:15

pity isnt a qualifier... and we dont know 100% if he really is

i have the utmost sympathy, but that doesnt change his standing in guildwars

Batou of Nine · Dec 30, 2005, 02:43 AM // 02:43

i WON!>!>?!> 3rd place?! KEWWLll

i just now got back from out of town. Hope this aint too late! hope everyone had a great holiday!!

Believej00 · Dec 30, 2005, 03:57 AM // 03:57

Two letters I'll post just for the hell of it:

Dear Santa,

DBZ Fans will destroy you

Love,

Mike

Dear Santa,

Jesus Christ. I said it. J-E-S-U-S C-H-R-I-S-T. That is why I write to you. Do you recall what happen on Christmas day? In a manger in Bethlehem, our savior was born to the virgin Mary. It was an event that led for the gateway of heaven to be opened to many more people.

So listen up you fat bastard. What the crap are you doing hogging up his glory? It's his birthday, and instead of everyone celebrating it, all those weak-minded fools worship you and your bringing of gifts. You come every Christmas eve to all the little children of the world (except for the poor ones) and and drop down their chimneys to give them a "gift."

First off, that just sounds gay. Like Michael Jackson gay. You would know, since I'm sure you spend a lot of time with him. And incase you didn't know, Jesus frowns upon homosexuality. When you die, you will be brought to the gates of Hell where you will burn along with that freakin easter bunny who had an accident with "boom egg" earlier this year.

Yes, Santa, if you dare come out this year, I will be waiting on my roof with a 12-Gauge and a 6-pack. I'll blow Ruldoph's brains out first, not because I hate him, but because a red glowing nose is seriously screwed up. Then I'll take out your other raindeer one by one until you're slay crasses into the lava pit I placed outside for you.

So for Christmas, I ask for not much. I ask for you to just die. And give Jesus back his Holiday.

P.S. I had some fun with Mrs. Claus the other night.

Sincerely,

Mike

This eggnog must be spiked.

SantaClause · Dec 30, 2005, 06:46 AM // 06:46

If one more person PM's me in game with their letter.........