I’ve been doing some thinking lately...about Runescape and the RS fanfiction community. The latter more so than the former, because I’ve quit Runescape.
But last night I was going through some comments I made on my favourite series of RS stories (it’s the Adventures of Jaina, in case you didn’t know, seriously, check it out, it’s amazing ) and I was also listening to my old inspiration playlist of fantasy music. I suddenly wanted to open up a Word doc, and I just wanted to start writing. I wanted to write what I used to--stuff set in Gielinor, the Runescape universe, stories about my player character.
The practi
Thieves In the Shadows by Nerd-Artist23, literature
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Thieves In the Shadows
Chapter 1: A Dishonourable Heist
Portmaster,
Our mission was a success. We arrived at Ponsan, the port town of Dhar Pei’s Vantage in the afternoon, which I must say, was later than I'd expected, but we got started right away. I knew about the reward of five hundred pounds of terracotta for anyone that could put an end to the recent phenomena of the children falling sick after glowing green orbs were seen leaving their bodies at night, but the locals explained the situation anyways, shortly after my crew of seafort guards and I settled into an inn. Over riceballs and Eastern saké, they told us of how it all began.
You see Portma
Chains Around the Heart: Deleted Scene by Nerd-Artist23, literature
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Chains Around the Heart: Deleted Scene
“You travelled through the universe,” Ariane said. “You met other races…demons and vampyres…and Mahjarrat, and you built an empire when you came to Gielinor.”
“That I did,” Zaros agreed. “Demons were the first conscious life I encountered after leaving Freneskae. I was fascinated by their culture, language, government, and beliefs. I took the Infernal tongue for my own, and I used that language to seal them in a pact of servitude. Do not judge demonkind by those you have experienced. You will have only met the embittered Avernic slaves Zamorak led in an uprising after my banishment. My p
Chains Around the Heart: Permanent Locks by Nerd-Artist23, literature
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Chains Around the Heart: Permanent Locks
Unbeknownst to her, a large shadow circle was forming directly above Ariane's head on the cavern roof. A shadow hand then rose from it, and it reached down, until it was able to grab her head. Ariane looked up, and gasped. Before she could do anything, the shadow fingers grew longer and longer, until they touched the ground. Then they became thicker and thicker, closing in the space between the fingers, until all she could see was darkness. She pushed against the shadows and pounded them with her fists, but nothing happened. She was about to scream when the shadows receded back to the cavern ceiling.
"Shadow is not so different from ice," Zar
Chains Around the Heart by Nerd-Artist23, literature
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Chains Around the Heart
There it was.
The white portal was shining so brightly under the mid-day sun, it almost glowed. Even far off in the horizon, it stood out very clearly against the lush greens of the Kandarin forest, like a rare gemstone amongst a pile of brass bars.
They ran southwest. Bryce led the way, and Ariane followed not far behind. She could feel the wind blowing through her hair as her feet carried her; it was the same wind that was carrying the smell of roses and vanilla her way. She closed her eyes for a second, and inhaled the smell of his cologne, before opening them again.
Bryce… you’ve been awfully quiet ever since last night,
Revelations From the Heart by Nerd-Artist23, literature
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Revelations From the Heart
“I shall permit it.”
Bryce’s eyes widened, and his lips parted. No sound came out, but they curved upwards. The Sanctum was silent as a crypt for a few seconds before either of them spoke again.
“Thank you, my lord,” Bryce said. “Thank you so much.”
“With your memories, I was able to get a glimpse into her character,” Zaros said, ignoring the World Guardian’s gratitude. “However, my analysis is still incomplete. Your memories are not enough to show me her true nature; they only show me how she acts around you. I don’t know if her thoughts are as noble as her actions.
Ariane opened her eyes, and felt rejuvenated as if she had just woken up from a long nap after a hard day of working. Her body no longer ached and her breathing felt normal.
She saw that she was lying in a four-poster mahogany bed gilded with gold, with a white duvet covering her body.
Where am I?
She sat up, and noticed that she wasn’t in her green and brown combat robes. Instead, she was wearing a light blue, almost white low-cut sleeveless nightdress that was made of silk. She then looked around, and saw just how luxurious the room was. Except for the marble fireplace, all of the furniture was gilded with gold, from the wardr
Reflections of the Heart by Nerd-Artist23, literature
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Reflections of the Heart
In the absolute blackness, there was a faint voice calling out. She couldn’t make out the exact words, but the voice had a ring of familiarity to it, stirring her sense of curiosity. She strained to hear, but her efforts were wasted; the voice was still as fuzzy as ever. She wanted to move closer, but that was impossible, for she was paralysed and at the same time bodiless—just a small piece of consciousness, floating in the pitch black abyss.
Fortunately, she didn’t have to be in that uncomfortable condition for long, because the voice got louder and clearer on its own, eventually allowing her to recognise her own name.
Dawn of the Sixth Age by Nerd-Artist23, literature
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Dawn of the Sixth Age
Everything had happened so quickly, his mind still had trouble coping; the shock…it was indescribable. Never in a million years would he ever consider it possible.
And yet it happened, the World Guardian thought bitterly. Guthix is dead…and Slikse…it was all his fault.
He took another gulp of beer, and a second later, he set the half empty mug down on the bar counter of the Blue Moon Inn pub.
Ah yes…nothing like beer after a long, hard day…
Needless to say, this was definitely one of those days. His mind flashed back to the fateful event hours ago, when Guthix spoke some of his las