A story of a young sad boy
There once lived a young boy called Nosegrab. He liked to play games and one day he discovered a magical game called Emps-scape. He was thrilled and fell in love with the game the moment he started playing it. The boy had a lot of fun and even made some friends. After a few years of playing his beloved game a message game from the almighty god of Emps-scape (a guy who was rarely seen but everyone respected him and kneeled before him). They called him "Thomy". He was the mightiest force of the game.
Anyways let's continue where we left off. The almighty Thomy delivered a message to his players. Their beloved game will be shut down because the root of all evil "Jagex" didn't like it. Nosegrab was really sad and depressed.
After a year of sadness and crying he found a light in the darkness. A game called Emps-world. He even got his old account back. He joined and enjoyed playing the game like he used to but then it got boring. It didn't feel the same. He got a bit sadder again, but a voice in his head told him to go to forum and check out the shoutbox. So he did and he found it really amusing and had some good laughs when people with a bad English came to ask help. "Please help me mary. me banded. i no now whi." they said. The only response they got was "Make a ticket." Oh "Mary" the eye that watches over us and keeps order in the shoutbox. She was there the night Nosegrab was banned from the shoutbox. He was accused with spamming and doesn't deny it. He did spamm. Unfortunately Mary was there and saw it. Suddenly the shoutbox disappeared for Nosegrab. He was confused. He didn't know what to do. He decided to refresh the page. And then he saw it.
. He was sad but he learned his lesson and decided to behave in the shoutbox*.
I'm sorry
Mary.
Thank you for reading.
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