"Please post something funny, so we can start a goodly, heartwarming thread, full of mirth and wonder." - Rinenud.

I have run out of underwear.

The great burden of freeballing rests heavily on my shoulders now. What is the world coming to, I wonder. So many pieces of underwear vanish in endless waves of human despair and sorrow. Iraq, Afghanistan, the tragic floods in Pakistan and now this.

Here I sit, in a dark corner of a room. Unbeknownst I am now to the passing of my extra underwear as I fiddle with the holes and threads on my remaining piece of undergarment.
My testicles are resting sadly on the cold floor and I am stricken by grief, with no clear view of the impending days of my doomed future.
I ask you, my fellow man, what must I do?

Will you assist me in recovering from such a tragedy, or will you leave me cold and broken?

I thank you sincerely.

After a quiet afternoon in the tavern, sturring up some bar fights, Jekkar heads on home to get some well earned rest.
He opens the door and steps inside, heading towards his bed on the cold damp floor. Jekkar's house has never been that of beauty and splendor, it was cold and practical like the person that inhabited it.

While walking towards his bed he hears a loud banging on the door sounding as if someone is trying to force his way in, turning around to investigate the banging stops.
Jekkar remains still for a second, things rush through his mind about this peculiar thing that just occured. What happened?
Have they finally come? Is this the end?
He knew this moment would come, he had payed off all his debts and accepted that he would die soon.
A minute passed, Jekkar was lost in his thoughts as finally the door was punched in.

My god...who are y-....

Stabbed in the stomach, Jekkar was dead instantly. The knife used was one of magical powers, it must have been.



But why? Who was this person? A bandit? No no...he didn't take anything of value. It must have been an assasin! No..he had taken care of those.
Then who, and why? It will forever remain a mystery. Jekkar had no friends left in the end, betrayed by many, Ignored and forgotten. He once commanded armies, he had helped build up tens of guilds.
Always dedicated and devoted, but never remembered for it.
He had led his last days of his life in the shadows. Sad and broken. Even the medals and decorations he carried were falling apart.

His corpse will rot on the cold hard floor of his little house opposite the Empire's plaza, until it becomes a skeleton.
Thus his life ends in a sad and unworthy way.

Ok so , for the people that know Lordbug and Agara ; they are gonna renew their wedding vowes soon . I puzzled for over 3 months to upload their old wedding video to the web .
Its old but still nice to watch.

So for the people who care :

http://members.home.nl/nickbastin/Wedding.rar

No sound , bla bla , etc etc . Check the readme .

Enjoy.

(Had to remove all the other crap because this file was so big , if anyone can give me a permanent solution for uploading my files i would be grateful .)

(edit nr2 : there was also an after party at the tavern , i still have the video but no space left , and i doubt some players want to be seen drunk  !)

(edit nr3 : ok i\'ll stop editing now )

Hey , since everybody has a skin or art thread these days I geuss i\'ll make one for me too ^_^.

Ok here we go :

New shield skin .



not really satisfied about the dwarf....looks like Santa



Kinda proud of this one, black skin , green eyes , and new clothes . Made it look like mage clothes  :



Close up on the Face :



Thats about it . Still working on lots of stuff.
Feedback plz0rz.