Maul Junior
29-05-2005, 03:34
Well, hello, and thank you for clicking on this thread. Basically, there's going to be one fic per profession, and each of them are going to be whining about why it's terrible to be a member of that profession, then an event happens which makes them realize how good it is to be who they are. For some it'll be easy to think up stuff. For other professions, it may be a bit more challenging.
Disclaimer: The Unappreciated Players Anonymous Guild is completely made up, but if someone makes it, I might just join...:D
and more of the same as time goes on.
so...enjoy! First up: Ranger. Next time: Monk
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He shifted nervously as he stood up, and moved towards the podium. He'd never told anyone about his problem. He was the first of the meeting. He wasn't sure how he'd gotten there, or anything else about his life. All he could remember was popping up in Ascalon City, then suddenly the world had changed, and, through some bizarre time vortex thing, he had skipped ahead in his life five years.
It still confused him.
Tenlar Ontar had been a Ranger for fifteen levels, and had been rejected in nearly every group he’d tried to join. He’d given up hope a long time ago, and had tried turning to bumbling henchmen, but they had always bungled everything up. It was almost enough to make him cry. Then someone had told him about the Unappreciated Players Anonymous Guild. He’d been accepted quickly into the ranks, and had quickly journeyed to the Guild Hall, to see what the meetings were like.
But right now he just needed to tell people about his problems. He got up to the podium and spoke. “Hello?” he said, and instantly his voice was amplified. He jumped back as a squeal swept through the room, making everyone jump. One or two of the assembled Rangers leapt to their feet, and ran out the back door, screaming something about new people aggroing, while the various pets roared, screeched, hissed, or, in some cases, squawked their disapproval of the noise.
It took ten miunutes, but finally the noise level quieted down. Tenlar shifted uncomfortably as everyone settled back down, swallowed and stepped forward again. “Hello,” he said, a little more confident this time. This time, there was no squealing, although several rangers shifted uncomfortably. “I’m Tenlar Ontar, and I’m an unappreciated Ranger.”
Instantly, a cocophany of voices responded, “It’s all right, Tenlar, we’re all unappreciated.”
Tenlar blinked back tears, and smiled. “Recently I’ve been trying to get into groups, but people keep telling me no because.” He stopped before he burst into tears. “Because,” he continued, “They say that I suck, and Rangers as a whole suck, and that we’re just n00bs!”
Sympathetic faces stared up at him, and he suddenly felt better. “They say that trainers are only good for distracting mobs from more important people!” he said, starting to cry again, “I thought that this game was balanced! I mean, I’ve got Troll Unguent, I’ve got Dirt Throw, and I’ve got Apply Poison. What more do I need?”
Before anyone in the audience could say anything, a harsh voice from the back shouted out, “You need some l33t skills, j00 n00b!” Tenlar looked up quickly to see a group of warriors in the back of the room, brandishing swords, axes, and war hammers.
“Hey!” a monk said, standing up in the audience, “We don’t have any GvGs scheduled! Get outta here!”
“What’s a GvG?” a dozen voices called out at once, “What does j00 n00b mean? What does l33t mean?” while another dozen called out, “Get some grammar lessons and learn to SPELL!”
The Warriors started to charge into the room, and the guild began to part before the warriors, and several Elementalists and Monks began to pour through the door. Screams resonated throughout the room, and the UPAers were herded onto the stage. Tenlar swallowed, and pulled out his bow. He’d do his part, but he doubted he could do much.
Within seconds, the only conscious friendly guild members were up on the stage, and the warriors and their allies were regrouping for a charge on the stage. Tenlar frowned, and took a deep breath. “Rangers, to the front of the stage!” he heard someone yell, “Warriors to the stairs. Don’t let them past you!”
The Rangers rushed to the front of the stage, but Tenlar wasn’t sure what good he could do. “Pin Down!” he heard someone yell, and he and the other twenty Rangers pulled out their arrows and began firing.
Then the warriors began charging, the Necromancers and the Elementalists right behind them. Several Warriors and Elementalists immediately slowed down. The warriors at the stairs glanced at each other nervously. “Target the monks!” the guild leader cried out, “Use Poison!” The Rangers immediately switched their targets, and within seconds, the monks were peppered by arrows.
Then the first of the attacks hit. Meteor Showers began to hit, and the Guild’s Elementalists returned fire. The enemy Warriors charged forwards, but couldn’t break past the UPA warriors guarding the stairways.
“Target the Necromancers!” he heard the guild Leader call out, “Send your pets to help out the Warriors!” As the pets surged forward, another volley of arrows reached out and slammed into the Necromancers, many of whom had already managed to call forth minions.
Telnar felt someone tap his shoulder, “I want you to take four Rangers and a Warrior around the back way and flank them. Use Throw Dirt and Whirling Defence, then poison and burn their monks.”
Telnar nodded, and selected four other Rangers quickly, gestured at a warrior, and the group retreated through a back door, skirted around the Guild Hall, then came through the door behind the main force of enemies. “Don’t worry about me.” the warrior said, grinning at Telnar and winking, I’ve got the Healing Signet.” Telnar nodded nervously, then motioned for the group to charge forward.
And they did so. The attacking force, not expecting an attack from the rear, had all their warriors and most of their casters in the front of their group, leaving the monks to fend for themselves. The attack was fast and brutal. Within moments of the demise of the enemy monks, angry cries for healing could be heard from the attacking force.
When no healing came, those in the rear of the attack force turned around angrily, and spotted Telnar’s force. Several Warriors charged Telnar and his group, but they were ready for them. Several well-timed Pin Down attacks, as well as several Throw Dirt attacks left the Warriors almost defenseless, and Telnar and his group had no trouble poisoning and taking down the warriors.
Meanwhile, the Rangers on the platform had applied themselves well, and were busily Pinning down, poisoning, and otherwise harassing the enemy attackers. The remaining enemies were wavering, and were beginning to retreat from a counter-attack by the UPA warriors, and were almost completely destroyed. Telnar and his men as they charged into the nearly unprotected rear of the attacking force.
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Telnar looked over the battlefield as the monks began reviving the fallen guild members, and the enemies so that they could be taken prisoner. He smiled. Maybe being a warrior wasn’t such a bad thing. They’d played a big role in the battle with their long-range attacks, and their abilities to blind the enemies.
He smiled. Maybe it wasn’t so bad being a ranger.
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yeah, the ending sucks, but please don't flame...:D
Disclaimer: The Unappreciated Players Anonymous Guild is completely made up, but if someone makes it, I might just join...:D
and more of the same as time goes on.
so...enjoy! First up: Ranger. Next time: Monk
========================
He shifted nervously as he stood up, and moved towards the podium. He'd never told anyone about his problem. He was the first of the meeting. He wasn't sure how he'd gotten there, or anything else about his life. All he could remember was popping up in Ascalon City, then suddenly the world had changed, and, through some bizarre time vortex thing, he had skipped ahead in his life five years.
It still confused him.
Tenlar Ontar had been a Ranger for fifteen levels, and had been rejected in nearly every group he’d tried to join. He’d given up hope a long time ago, and had tried turning to bumbling henchmen, but they had always bungled everything up. It was almost enough to make him cry. Then someone had told him about the Unappreciated Players Anonymous Guild. He’d been accepted quickly into the ranks, and had quickly journeyed to the Guild Hall, to see what the meetings were like.
But right now he just needed to tell people about his problems. He got up to the podium and spoke. “Hello?” he said, and instantly his voice was amplified. He jumped back as a squeal swept through the room, making everyone jump. One or two of the assembled Rangers leapt to their feet, and ran out the back door, screaming something about new people aggroing, while the various pets roared, screeched, hissed, or, in some cases, squawked their disapproval of the noise.
It took ten miunutes, but finally the noise level quieted down. Tenlar shifted uncomfortably as everyone settled back down, swallowed and stepped forward again. “Hello,” he said, a little more confident this time. This time, there was no squealing, although several rangers shifted uncomfortably. “I’m Tenlar Ontar, and I’m an unappreciated Ranger.”
Instantly, a cocophany of voices responded, “It’s all right, Tenlar, we’re all unappreciated.”
Tenlar blinked back tears, and smiled. “Recently I’ve been trying to get into groups, but people keep telling me no because.” He stopped before he burst into tears. “Because,” he continued, “They say that I suck, and Rangers as a whole suck, and that we’re just n00bs!”
Sympathetic faces stared up at him, and he suddenly felt better. “They say that trainers are only good for distracting mobs from more important people!” he said, starting to cry again, “I thought that this game was balanced! I mean, I’ve got Troll Unguent, I’ve got Dirt Throw, and I’ve got Apply Poison. What more do I need?”
Before anyone in the audience could say anything, a harsh voice from the back shouted out, “You need some l33t skills, j00 n00b!” Tenlar looked up quickly to see a group of warriors in the back of the room, brandishing swords, axes, and war hammers.
“Hey!” a monk said, standing up in the audience, “We don’t have any GvGs scheduled! Get outta here!”
“What’s a GvG?” a dozen voices called out at once, “What does j00 n00b mean? What does l33t mean?” while another dozen called out, “Get some grammar lessons and learn to SPELL!”
The Warriors started to charge into the room, and the guild began to part before the warriors, and several Elementalists and Monks began to pour through the door. Screams resonated throughout the room, and the UPAers were herded onto the stage. Tenlar swallowed, and pulled out his bow. He’d do his part, but he doubted he could do much.
Within seconds, the only conscious friendly guild members were up on the stage, and the warriors and their allies were regrouping for a charge on the stage. Tenlar frowned, and took a deep breath. “Rangers, to the front of the stage!” he heard someone yell, “Warriors to the stairs. Don’t let them past you!”
The Rangers rushed to the front of the stage, but Tenlar wasn’t sure what good he could do. “Pin Down!” he heard someone yell, and he and the other twenty Rangers pulled out their arrows and began firing.
Then the warriors began charging, the Necromancers and the Elementalists right behind them. Several Warriors and Elementalists immediately slowed down. The warriors at the stairs glanced at each other nervously. “Target the monks!” the guild leader cried out, “Use Poison!” The Rangers immediately switched their targets, and within seconds, the monks were peppered by arrows.
Then the first of the attacks hit. Meteor Showers began to hit, and the Guild’s Elementalists returned fire. The enemy Warriors charged forwards, but couldn’t break past the UPA warriors guarding the stairways.
“Target the Necromancers!” he heard the guild Leader call out, “Send your pets to help out the Warriors!” As the pets surged forward, another volley of arrows reached out and slammed into the Necromancers, many of whom had already managed to call forth minions.
Telnar felt someone tap his shoulder, “I want you to take four Rangers and a Warrior around the back way and flank them. Use Throw Dirt and Whirling Defence, then poison and burn their monks.”
Telnar nodded, and selected four other Rangers quickly, gestured at a warrior, and the group retreated through a back door, skirted around the Guild Hall, then came through the door behind the main force of enemies. “Don’t worry about me.” the warrior said, grinning at Telnar and winking, I’ve got the Healing Signet.” Telnar nodded nervously, then motioned for the group to charge forward.
And they did so. The attacking force, not expecting an attack from the rear, had all their warriors and most of their casters in the front of their group, leaving the monks to fend for themselves. The attack was fast and brutal. Within moments of the demise of the enemy monks, angry cries for healing could be heard from the attacking force.
When no healing came, those in the rear of the attack force turned around angrily, and spotted Telnar’s force. Several Warriors charged Telnar and his group, but they were ready for them. Several well-timed Pin Down attacks, as well as several Throw Dirt attacks left the Warriors almost defenseless, and Telnar and his group had no trouble poisoning and taking down the warriors.
Meanwhile, the Rangers on the platform had applied themselves well, and were busily Pinning down, poisoning, and otherwise harassing the enemy attackers. The remaining enemies were wavering, and were beginning to retreat from a counter-attack by the UPA warriors, and were almost completely destroyed. Telnar and his men as they charged into the nearly unprotected rear of the attacking force.
+++++++++
Telnar looked over the battlefield as the monks began reviving the fallen guild members, and the enemies so that they could be taken prisoner. He smiled. Maybe being a warrior wasn’t such a bad thing. They’d played a big role in the battle with their long-range attacks, and their abilities to blind the enemies.
He smiled. Maybe it wasn’t so bad being a ranger.
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yeah, the ending sucks, but please don't flame...:D