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The Banner Wars

2025-10-27T22:17:41Z

Jaron the Great:

== The Banner Wars ==
{{Infobox
| title = The Banner Wars
| header1 = Event
| label2 = Map | data2 = [[Map 12]]
| label3 = Date | data3 = October 2025 ~
| label4 = Results | data4 = Battle 1: W.R.
| header5 = Sides
| label6 = [[Western Republic]] | data6 = *[[Deep Sculk]]
*[[Eridani]]
*[[GrayHaven]]
*[[Betaburg]]
*[[Puerto De Oeste]]
*[[Duvalle]]
| label7 = [[Eastern Mandate]] | data7 = * [[New Harfell]]
* [[Uskad]]
* [[Wernesia Kingdom]]
* [[Casa Divinului]]
* [[Fox Town]]
* [[Duck Town]]
* [[The Mountain]]
* Begt (Tall, bonaan)
}}

The Banner Wars were a series of capture-the-flag style events where the W.R. and E.M. fought for bragging rights. After tensions grew too large between the groups, a meeting was scheduled and The Banner Wars was created to settle their differences.

==Rules==
*Each side will have 3 banners. Whoever can collect and protect all 6 wins the banner wars.
===Capturing Rules:===

*Banners must be visable, preferablly approved by a 3rd party.

*A lodestone must be given to the other side locating to each banner.

*Capturing a banner must only happen during approved times so the other side can defend their banner (violently/non-violently).

*No breaking blocks to get to banners unless allowed.

The Banner Wars

2025-10-07T03:25:05Z

Jaron the Great: creation

== The Banner Wars ==
{{Infobox
| title = The Banner Wars
| header1 = Event
| label2 = Map | data2 = [[Map 12]]
| label3 = Date | data3 = October 2025 ~
| label4 = Results | data4 = To be determined
| header5 = Sides
| label6 = [[Western Republic]] | data6 = *[[Deep Sculk]]
*[[Eridani]]
*[[GrayHaven]]
*[[Betaburg]]
*[[Puerto De Oeste]]
*[[Duvalle]]
| label7 = [[Eastern Mandate]] | data7 = * [[New Harfell]]
* [[Uskad]]
* [[Wernesia Kingdom]]
* [[Casa Divinului]]
* [[Fox Town]]
* [[Duck Town]]
* [[The Mountain]]
* Begt (Tall, bonaan)
}}

The Banner Wars were a series of capture-the-flag style events where the W.R. and E.M. fought for bragging rights. After tensions grew too large between the groups, a meeting was scheduled and The Banner Wars was created to settle their differences.

==Rules==
*Each side will have 3 banners. Whoever can collect and protect all 6 wins the banner wars.
===Capturing Rules:===

*Banners must be visable, preferablly approved by a 3rd party.

*A lodestone must be given to the other side locating to each banner.

*Capturing a banner must only happen during approved times so the other side can defend their banner (violently/non-violently).

*No breaking blocks to get to banners unless allowed.

Eastern Mandate

2025-10-07T03:14:06Z

Jaron the Great: Changes to formatting

== The Eastern Mandate ==

{{Infobox_town
| name = The Eastern Mandate
| image = EMFlag.png|50px
| caption = The Eastern Mandate flag
| map = [[Map 11]]
| founded = 1st of October, 2025
| founder = [[A_Sly_Potato | _A_Sly_Potato_]] [[Jaron_the_Marmot]]
}}

The Eastern Mandate is a collection of east [[Map 12]] towns that came together in protest to the [[Western Republic]]. Also known as the E.M., these towns work towards large-scale projects and Western resistance.
*

{| class="wikitable" style="margin:auto"
|+ Eastern Mandate Members
|-
! Province Name !! Ranking Member
|-
| [[New Harfell]] || [[A_Sly_Potato | _A_Sly_Potato_]]
|-
| [[Uskad]] ||[[Jaron_the_Marmot]]
|-
| Wernesia Kingdom || Jende6
|-
| Casa Divinului || Eggish3, LilyoftheWater, PugthePog
|-
| Fox Town || Foxfire3321
|-
| Duck Town || BlakeeTats
|}

File:EMFlag.png

2025-10-07T03:11:32Z

Jaron the Great:

Eastern Mandate

2025-10-07T02:56:08Z

Jaron the Great: Minor changes to writing

== The Eastern Mandate ==

The Eastern Mandate was founded on 9/30/2025 by [[Jaron_the_Marmot|Baron_the_Marmot]] and [[A_sly_Potato|_A_sly_Potato_]] in response to the creation of the [[Western Republic]].

== Towns ==

The Eastern Mandate currently consists of:

*Uskad
*[[New_Harfell|New Harfell]]
*Fox town
*Duck Town
*Casa Divinlui
*Wernesia Kingdom
*The Mountain

*future banner photo*

The Crypt/Books

2025-07-15T22:04:47Z

Jaron the Great: Added Missing Authors

{| class="wikitable sortable" style="text-align:left;"
|+ Books
|-
! Book !! Link !! Author !! Map
|-
| 8. beginning || [[The_Crypt/8. beginning|8. beginning]] || [[wavestalker]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| A Scammers Tale || [[The Crypt/A Scammers Tale|A Scammers Tale]] || [[ItsARocksLife]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| About the Staff || [[The_Crypt/About_the_Staff|About the Staff]] || [[AlyssaSaysHi]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| abstain || [[The_Crypt/abstain|abstain]] || [[wavestalker]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Arked Manor || [[The_Crypt/Arked_Manor|Arked Manor]] || [[timaeus39]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Basic Algebra || [[The_Crypt/Basic_Algebra|Basic Algebra]] || [[Jaron_the_Great]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Edgar Allen Poe || [[The_Crypt/Edgar_Allen_Poe|Edgar Allen Poe]] || [[MangoRat]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Escaping Ender 010 || [[The_Crypt/Escaping_Ender_010|Escaping Ender 010]] || [[Olivia313]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| froob || [[The_Crypt/froob|froob]] || [[froobynooby]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Fun At Work || [[The_Crypt/Fun_At_Work|Fun At Work]] || [[KorokTheReaper]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Genesis 2 || [[The_Crypt/Genesis_2|Genesis 2]] || [[VaydenTheNerd]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Guide to Cure || [[The_Crypt/Guide_to_Cure|Guide to Cure]] || [[GPRO678]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Hagravens || [[The_Crypt/Hagravens|Hagravens]] || [[MangoRat]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| How to Chief || [[The_Crypt/How_to_Chief|How to Chief]] || [[TheChief13]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Jacob's Will || [[The_Crypt/Jacobs_Will|Jacob's Will]] || [[JacobTanner0207]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Janitor Records || [[The_Crypt/Janitor_Records|Janitor Records]] || Not signed || [[Map 10]]
|-
| Korok's Will || [[The_Crypt/Koroks_Will|Korok's Will]] || [[KorokTheReaper]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Mango's Will V2|| [[The_Crypt/Mangos_Will_V2|Mango's Will V2]] || [[MangoRat]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| massnisa || [[The_Crypt/massnisa|massnisa]] || [[massnisa]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Mighty Penguin || [[The_Crypt/Might_Penguin|Mighty Penguin]] || [[Allen43]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| MK Mythos || [[The_Crypt/MK_Mythos|MK Mythos]] || [[MenKissing]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| NYC Laws 1 || [[The_Crypt/NYC_Laws_1|NYC Laws 1]] || [[Jaron_the_Great]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| NYC Laws 2 || [[The_Crypt/NYC_Laws_2|NYC Laws 2]] || [[Jaron_the_Great]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Ozymandias || [[The_Crypt/Ozymandias|Ozymandias]] || [[GrifforaNickel]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Panda & Turtlez || [[The_Crypt/Panda_And_Turtlez|Panda & Turtlez]] || [[PandaTurtlez]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Penguins || [[The_Crypt/Penguins|Penguins]] || [[Allen43]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Pete The Cat || [[The_Crypt/Pete_The_Cat|Pete The Cat]] || [[MangoRat]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Rat || [[The_Crypt/Rat|Rat]] || [[Pug_the_Pog]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Reckless Abandon || [[The_Crypt/Reckless_Abandon|Reckless Abandon]] || [[Olivia313]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Selected Poetry || [[The_Crypt/Selected_Poetry|Selected Poetry]] || [[Jaron_the_Great]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Short Story || [[The_Crypt/Short_Story|Short Story]] || [[smi_imerium]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Song of Chof || [[The_Crypt/Song_of_Chof|Song of Chof]] || [[TheChief13]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Song of Jeff || [[The_Crypt/Song_of_Jeff|Song of Jeff]] || [[NeuralinkMonkey]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Staff History || [[The_Crypt/Staff_History|Staff History]] || [[Jaron_the_Great]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Summer Camp || [[The_Crypt/Summer_Camp|Summer Camp]] || [[cakebaker9000]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| the Mango || [[The_Crypt/the_Mango|the Mango]] || [[MangoRat]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| The Rising Sun Bible || [[The_Crypt/The Rising Sun Bible|The Rising Sun Bible]] || [[Olivia313]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| The siege || [[The_Crypt/The_siege|The siege]] || [[Olivia313]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| The Storyteller || [[The_Crypt/The_Storyteller|The Storyteller]] || [[Jaron_the_Great]] || [[Map 11]]
|-
| Wild Geese || [[The_Crypt/Wild_Geese|Wild Geese]] || [[Mango1862]] || [[Map 11]]
|}

The Crypt/Arked Manor

2025-07-15T21:49:28Z

Jaron the Great:

== Arked Manor ==

The history of Arked Manor
The world is lost and thus we set out for the far reaches of the world to make our stand.

Degeneracy and genetic deviation hath spread developing into a sea of zombified terror.

We will persist. Against these zombies.
Fortified and broad, the walls of the manor hold strong against the waves of the dim.

Our border expands tediously but nevertheless.

Tradition will persevere.
"Our lead alchemist, Poldt of the Reight has developed a new concoction of matter that has a critical effect on the disease spreading invaders. War is upon us." - timaeus39

Burn every village, every thing in it. Our Quads to the offensive.
There are tales to the West of a will and weapon for to destroy the sickly-skinned flesh-eaters.

Collectivism and cannibalism are afronts to nature and will be stamped out posthaste.

I have sent men.
Know that this last bastion of humankind will not rest.

"Tell Ribben of the Trop to express my regrets to those left behind."

All of them. They will rest in ruin. The world will know despair before it knows peace.
The stone used to build the perimeter comes from the farthest depths.

The wood, petrified.

The people are as hard as the diamond they gather.

The gore of Ark's enemies will splatter the walls.
No royals nor merchants. No pirates nor legislatives. They created that which they deserve and deserve nothing from sanctuary.

Arked Manor hath nothing for them. They have nothing for us.

Let them fall.

=== Original author = Unknown ===

Server guide/Punishment guide

2025-05-13T04:03:41Z

Jaron the Great: Updated to mirror new policies. Easier to update in the future as policies change.

[[Category:Tutorials]]
This is a general guide which provides a suggested course of action for common offenses, but staff discretion is always key.

You can find other Froobworld policies at https://policies.froobworld.com

==Informing your decisions==
Use <code>/punishmenthistory <player></code> and <code>/notes read <player></code> to find information on a player's history. Players who are found to be problematic may be met with more severe punishments.

Please make sure to use <code>/warn <player> <details of offense></code> and <code>/notes add <player> <note></code> so that future punishments can be informed properly!

==Punishment Guide==
===General Staff Considerations===

*When punishing a player for their actions, a staff member should always have regard to the player's intentions.

*As a general rule, staff members should be lenient. In most cases, a private warning is sufficient in the first instance.

===Severity Guide===

{| class="wikitable" style="margin:auto"
|+
|-
! Punishment Type !! Action (sequentially, with discretion)
|-
| Minor 🟢 || <1 day mute/jail, <3 day mute/join, <5 day mute/jail, moves to a moderate 🟠 punishment, procede likewise
|-
| Moderate 🟠 || <5 day mute/jail, 7 day mute/jail, <2 week temporary ban, moves to a major 🔴 punishment, procede likewise
|-
| Major 🔴 || <2 week temporary ban, < 1 month temporary ban, permanent ban, moves to a major 🟣 punishment, procede likewise
|-
| Severe 🟣 || permanent ban, exile (contact an admin)
|}

===Griefing===
*It is against the rules grief another player. This includes, but is not limited to, knowingly:
:*causing damage to someone else's property 🔴
:*hampering someone else's enjoyment of the game 🟣
:*limiting someone else's progress through the game 🔴
:*killing someone else's animals without their permission 🟣
:*intentionally and purposely causing the server to lag 🟣
:*trolling. 🔴

===Stealing, luring and scamming===
*It is against the rules to steal from, lure or scam another player. This includes, but is not limited to:
:*taking items from someone else's chests 🟠
:*taking someone's items after they die 🟠
:*having someone teleport to you in the hope they lose their items 🔴
:*purposely giving someone a bad deal by withholding information (e.g. selling a mending book with curse of binding). 🟠

===Cheats and exploits===
*It is against the rules to use cheats or exploit glitches and game design flaws. This includes, but is not limited to:
:*duping 🟣
:*x-ray mods, texture packs or glitches 🟠
:*mods and texture packs that significantly reduce lava fog (for finding ores) 🟠
:*auto-mining/auto-building mods 🔴
:*any mod that provides a significant advantage over other players. staff discretion

*For the purpose of this section, and despite 14, the following are not cheats or exploits:
:*accessing and using the nether ceiling
:*minimap mods
:*autoclickers.
:*litmatica

===Disrespectful behaviour===
*It is against the rules to be disrespectful towards other people. This includes, but is not limited to:
:*making derogatory remarks about a person or group of persons based on their personal beliefs or attributes. 🔴
:*general distruption or rudeness 🟢

===Profanity===
*It is against the rules to use profanity on the server, whether that be in chat, on signs, in books, in item names, or any other medium. 🟢

===Advertising===
*It is against the rules to use the server as a medium for advertising.

*A player should be considered to be advertising only if they are consistently or expressely using the server to make better known to other players a link, server or other service that is uncalled-for in the given context or generates financial benefits for that player. This includes, but is not limited to:
:*directing other players to affiliate links 🟢
:*joining the server expressly to direct players to a different server or link 🟠
:*in contexts uncalled-for, linking players to a non-FroobWorld related Discord server. 🟠

*For the avoidance of doubt, the following examples should not be considered advertising:
:*where context calls for it, providing another player a recommendation for a product they are not affiliated with
:*inviting a friend to play on another server.

===Arguing with Staff / direct messages===

*It's strongly advised to not engage with players who argue or DM about punishments. These themselves are not offenses, though if players become agitated or vulgar, further action may be taken.

Froobland

2024-11-04T03:37:33Z

Jaron the Great: Added bolding

{{Work in progress}}

Froobland is the mini-game district of [[Spawn Town 9]] on [[Map 11]]. It is home to many mini-games, primarily made my [[wyretm]], and is the site of many mischievous events.

== Mini-games ==
* '''Laser tag''' was created by wyretm and is the first game that got server-wide recognition. This game involves 2 or more players getting put into a dark arena with crossbows and invisibility arrows. Players shoot at each other and the last one standing wins!

* '''Nether King's Hostpitality''' was also created by wyretm and was the second major success in Froobland. In this redstone heavy game, you try to avoid a blaze's fireballs while collecting snowballs to throw at the "Nether King". But this is not the end of the challenge, as while dodging the fireballs, the floor pattern is shifting and exposing lava spots.

Froobland

2024-11-04T03:37:08Z

Jaron the Great:

{{Work in progress}}

Froobland is the mini-game district of [[Spawn Town 9]] on [[Map 11]]. It is home to many mini-games, primarily made my [[wyretm]], and is the site of many mischievous events.

== Mini-games ==
* Laser tag was created by wyretm and is the first game that got server-wide recognition. This game involves 2 or more players getting put into a dark arena with crossbows and invisibility arrows. Players shoot at each other and the last one standing wins!

* Nether King's Hostpitality was also created by wyretm and was the second major success in Froobland. In this redstone heavy game, you try to avoid a blaze's fireballs while collecting snowballs to throw at the "Nether King". But this is not the end of the challenge, as while dodging the fireballs, the floor pattern is shifting and exposing lava spots.

Froobland

2024-11-04T03:36:20Z

Jaron the Great:

{{Work in progress}}

Froobland is the mini-game district of [[Spawn Town 9]] on [[Map 11]]. It is home to many mini-games, primarily made my [[wyretm]], and is the site of many mischievous events.

== Mini-games ==
-# Laser tag was created by wyretm and is the first game that got server-wide recognition. This game involves 2 or more players getting put into a dark arena with crossbows and invisibility arrows. Players shoot at each other and the last one standing wins!

-# Nether King's Hostpitality was also created by wyretm and was the second major success in Froobland. In this redstone heavy game, you try to avoid a blaze's fireballs while collecting snowballs to throw at the "Nether King". But this is not the end of the challenge, as while dodging the fireballs, the floor pattern is shifting and exposing lava spots.

Froobland

2024-11-04T03:36:11Z

Jaron the Great: Edits

{{Work in progress}}

Froobland is the mini-game district of [[Spawn Town 9]] on [[Map 11]]. It is home to many mini-games, primarily made my [[wyretm]], and is the site of many mischievous events.

== Mini-games ==
# Laser tag was created by wyretm and is the first game that got server-wide recognition. This game involves 2 or more players getting put into a dark arena with crossbows and invisibility arrows. Players shoot at each other and the last one standing wins!

# Nether King's Hostpitality was also created by wyretm and was the second major success in Froobland. In this redstone heavy game, you try to avoid a blaze's fireballs while collecting snowballs to throw at the "Nether King". But this is not the end of the challenge, as while dodging the fireballs, the floor pattern is shifting and exposing lava spots.

Froobland

2024-11-04T03:35:44Z

Jaron the Great: Started progress

{{Work in progress}}

Froobland is the mini-game district of [[Spawn Town 9]] on [[Map 11]]. It is home to many mini-games, primarily made my [[wyretm]], and is the site of many mischievous events.

== Mini-games ==
- Laser tag was created by wyretm and is the first game that got server-wide recognition. This game involves 2 or more players getting put into a dark arena with crossbows and invisibility arrows. Players shoot at each other and the last one standing wins!
- Nether King's Hostpitality was also created by wyretm and was the second major success in Froobland. In this redstone heavy game, you try to avoid a blaze's fireballs while collecting snowballs to throw at the "Nether King". But this is not the end of the challenge, as while dodging the fireballs, the floor pattern is shifting and exposing lava spots.

Jaron the Marmot

2024-09-24T17:58:47Z

Jaron the Great: /* Jaron_the_Great */

[[Category:Players]]
{{Infobox player|username=Jaron_the_Great|image=Jaronskin.png|rank=Staff|join_date=April 6th, 2023|favorite_thing=Books|aliases=Nuuk, Jaron, Mr. Marmot|caption=Jaron's skin.}}

= Jaron_the_Marmot =

Known for his Casino games and written books!

== Biography ==

'''• Early Game''' - On April 6th, 2023. Jaron logged onto froob for the first time. He had found the server while scrolling through PMC, looking for a server that was not pay to win and did not have 50,000 different ranks. Froobworld was the server that fit this best. Jaron shared the news to his friend Sirbugy, someone who would turn out to be an xrayer, thief, and cheater. Not knowing of such commands like /wild or /rtp, Jaron settled quite close to spawn. Jaron cleared a path on top of a hill next to ItsEmets base and built up a shack with a few trees close by and plant his first wheat seeds. This was all that came of Jaron's first day, but there was oh so much more.

'''• Riverville''' - On Jaron's second day of Froobworld, after gathering some iron from his mine on the hill. Jaron saw something in chat that caught his eye, "anyone want to start a nation" said [[Dr3x_Tori]], future mayor of [[Riverville]]. Jaron talked with tori a bit before deciding to live in Riverville. Jaron picked up his hut, and moved it block for block to the center of Riverville. This hut still stands today, labeled "Tiny Shack." In the next few days, Riverville would grow to tremendous strength. Members were joining left and right, all going inactive however. This is what eventually lead to Rivervilles demise, members. Its own mayor left it, going inactive for who knows how long. Jaron held his ground, trying to revive Riverville with the building of the colosseum. All of this eventually lead to Jaron becoming Rivervilles last member. On June 27th, Jaron published Rivervilles Final News (available at [[The Ranch]] library). Little people would read this book but it was Jaron's last interaction with Riverville and his first written book. (VERY IMPORTANT FOR LATER!!!)

'''• After Riverville''' - After Riverville, Jaron would go on to join another 3 towns that would fall. These included [[Mosswell]], [[Skyloft]], and the [[Benevolent Montostanian Empire]] (BME). In Mosswell, Jaron build his bungalow which housed a jail cell where all violators of the bungalow rules would go (very naughty people). In Skyloft, Jaron build the Arc De Froobomphe, his first mega build. The Arc is still his residence but we will touch on that later. Finally, the BME. While still technically active, it has pretty much died out. With its ownership transfer and lack of activity, Jaron left the BME in search for something more exciting.

'''• Present''' - Currently, Jaron is apart of 2 active towns. This includes [[The Ranch]] and [[Bradbury]]. In the Ranch, Jaron started his conquest for written books. He built the writer's cabin and began to write books for his future library the FLLB. Currently a rancher, when Bradbury put a advertisement out for their boat building contest, Jaron thought nothing of it with his loyalty being to the Ranch. After constructing his boat however (the first place one ofc) he began to think of becoming a dual citizen. While not official, Jaron was added to Bradbury's claims overtime to help with projects and is now an unofficial member of Bradbury.

== The Marmot Dynasty ==
'''• Creation ''' - The Marmot Dynasty was created on the 24th of September, 2024. On this day, Jaron_the_Great formally changed his username to Jaron_the_Marmot. This was Jaron's first username change since creating his account in 2013-2015 (date unknown). When Jaron_the_Marmot joined froob, a new era emerged for Jaron, conquest. The Marmot Dynasty shall reign for millenia to come. Read more about it here: [[The_Marmot_Dynasty|The Marmot Dynasty]]

== Projects ==

'''• FLLBGBBTBBC''' - The FLLBGBBTBBC (Froobworld Literary Legacy Building Gardens Built By The Bradbury Building Company) was the library inspired by the Ranch. When elksie first opened the book shop at New Spawn, Jaron fell in love with written books. The FLLBGBBTBBC took 2 months to finish and the quartz along cost 22 diamond blocks. You can visit the FLLBGBBTBBC through a showcase warp under spawn, the books hold deep knowledge gathered from the depths of froob.

'''• Arc De Froobomphe''' - The Arc De Froobomphe was Jaron's first mega base, created for his residence at Skyloft this was a castle reaching just shy of build limit. It housed inside a throne room, storage room, hotel, and bar (which [[ItsARocksLife]] died at). The Arc de Froobomphe is Jaron's current residence, having moved out of the library on the 13th of August, 2024.

'''• Esteredge''' - Started just after Jaron's departure from Riverville, Esteredge was meant to be a farming based town. With the construction of the clock tower and main fields however, Jaron realized this would not be a suitable place for a town. Esteredge eventually became Jaron's main industrial district, holding many farms. Esteredge also held Ging's funeral, a major event in the server.

[[File:JarongoodTime.png|1920x1080|Jaron_the_Great having a good time]]

The Marmot Dynasty

2024-09-24T17:58:12Z

Jaron the Great: Created page with "WIP, will be finished"

WIP, will be finished

Jaron the Great

2024-09-24T17:54:35Z

Jaron the Great: Jaron the Great moved page Jaron the Great to Jaron the Marmot: Username change

#REDIRECT [[Jaron the Marmot]]

Jaron the Marmot

2024-09-24T17:54:35Z

Jaron the Great: Jaron the Great moved page Jaron the Great to Jaron the Marmot: Username change

[[Category:Players]]
{{Infobox player|username=Jaron_the_Great|image=Jaronskin.png|rank=Staff|join_date=April 6th, 2023|favorite_thing=Books|aliases=Nuuk, Jaron, Mr. Marmot|caption=Jaron's skin.}}

= Jaron_the_Great =

Known for his Casino games and written books!

== Biography ==

'''• Early Game''' - On April 6th, 2023. Jaron logged onto froob for the first time. He had found the server while scrolling through PMC, looking for a server that was not pay to win and did not have 50,000 different ranks. Froobworld was the server that fit this best. Jaron shared the news to his friend Sirbugy, someone who would turn out to be an xrayer, thief, and cheater. Not knowing of such commands like /wild or /rtp, Jaron settled quite close to spawn. Jaron cleared a path on top of a hill next to ItsEmets base and built up a shack with a few trees close by and plant his first wheat seeds. This was all that came of Jaron's first day, but there was oh so much more.

'''• Riverville''' - On Jaron's second day of Froobworld, after gathering some iron from his mine on the hill. Jaron saw something in chat that caught his eye, "anyone want to start a nation" said [[Dr3x_Tori]], future mayor of [[Riverville]]. Jaron talked with tori a bit before deciding to live in Riverville. Jaron picked up his hut, and moved it block for block to the center of Riverville. This hut still stands today, labeled "Tiny Shack." In the next few days, Riverville would grow to tremendous strength. Members were joining left and right, all going inactive however. This is what eventually lead to Rivervilles demise, members. Its own mayor left it, going inactive for who knows how long. Jaron held his ground, trying to revive Riverville with the building of the colosseum. All of this eventually lead to Jaron becoming Rivervilles last member. On June 27th, Jaron published Rivervilles Final News (available at [[The Ranch]] library). Little people would read this book but it was Jaron's last interaction with Riverville and his first written book. (VERY IMPORTANT FOR LATER!!!)

'''• After Riverville''' - After Riverville, Jaron would go on to join another 3 towns that would fall. These included [[Mosswell]], [[Skyloft]], and the [[Benevolent Montostanian Empire]] (BME). In Mosswell, Jaron build his bungalow which housed a jail cell where all violators of the bungalow rules would go (very naughty people). In Skyloft, Jaron build the Arc De Froobomphe, his first mega build. The Arc is still his residence but we will touch on that later. Finally, the BME. While still technically active, it has pretty much died out. With its ownership transfer and lack of activity, Jaron left the BME in search for something more exciting.

'''• Present''' - Currently, Jaron is apart of 2 active towns. This includes [[The Ranch]] and [[Bradbury]]. In the Ranch, Jaron started his conquest for written books. He built the writer's cabin and began to write books for his future library the FLLB. Currently a rancher, when Bradbury put a advertisement out for their boat building contest, Jaron thought nothing of it with his loyalty being to the Ranch. After constructing his boat however (the first place one ofc) he began to think of becoming a dual citizen. While not official, Jaron was added to Bradbury's claims overtime to help with projects and is now an unofficial member of Bradbury.

== Projects ==

'''• FLLBGBBTBBC''' - The FLLBGBBTBBC (Froobworld Literary Legacy Building Gardens Built By The Bradbury Building Company) was the library inspired by the Ranch. When elksie first opened the book shop at New Spawn, Jaron fell in love with written books. The FLLBGBBTBBC took 2 months to finish and the quartz along cost 22 diamond blocks. You can visit the FLLBGBBTBBC through a showcase warp under spawn, the books hold deep knowledge gathered from the depths of froob.

'''• Arc De Froobomphe''' - The Arc De Froobomphe was Jaron's first mega base, created for his residence at Skyloft this was a castle reaching just shy of build limit. It housed inside a throne room, storage room, hotel, and bar (which [[ItsARocksLife]] died at). The Arc de Froobomphe is Jaron's current residence, having moved out of the library on the 13th of August, 2024.

'''• Esteredge''' - Started just after Jaron's departure from Riverville, Esteredge was meant to be a farming based town. With the construction of the clock tower and main fields however, Jaron realized this would not be a suitable place for a town. Esteredge eventually became Jaron's main industrial district, holding many farms. Esteredge also held Ging's funeral, a major event in the server.

[[File:JarongoodTime.png|1920x1080|Jaron_the_Great having a good time]]

Server guide/Making subareas

2024-09-06T01:41:19Z

Jaron the Great:

[[Category:Tutorials]]
== Subclaims ==

* Sub claims are claims inside of other claims (still owned by the owner).
* These areas are often forgotten or not widely known, but they are useful once you understand how to use them!

== Why use a subclaim? ==

* Sub claims can be used inside other claims in order to change claim permissions in only one region, while the rest of the area stays as it was.
* An example would be if you had a shop, and that shop needed one area of chests available to only you and your partner, while the rest was open to all other shoppers, a sub claim would be used (or a lot of private sign placing).

== How do I make a subclaim? ==

* Subclaims may seem complicated at first, but they can be mastered easily! Below are the 4 steps needed to make a subclaim.
{| class="wikitable" style="margin:auto"
|+ Caption text
|-
! Step !! Instruction
|-
| Identify || First, you need to identify the area you are going to make a subclaim in, to do this run the command <code>/area here</code>
|-
| Plot claim points || Next, we need to pick the corners which will make up the rectangle of your claim, run <code>/p1</code> and <code>/p2</code> in the two opposite corners.
|-
| Claiming || Then, in one of the hardest parts, you need to run the <code>/setarea</code> command in a specific syntax. The syntax is: /setarea <main area name>:<subclaim name>. Example: <code>/setarea Nabtown:Communitychests</code>
|-
| Changing permissions || To change permissons of a subclaim, it is the same as standard area permisson editing, just with the new subclaim name. So in the case of our example, we could so <code>/area remflag no-interact Nabtown:Communitychests</code>
|}

'''If you need any help with subclaims, reach out in our assistance channel on discord'''

Server guide/Making subareas

2024-09-06T01:27:13Z

Jaron the Great: Created page with "== Subclaims == * Sub claims are claims inside of other claims (still owned by the owner). * These areas are often forgotten or not widely known, but they are useful once you understand how to use them! == Why use a subclaim? == * Sub claims can be used inside other claims in order to change claim permissions in only one region, while the rest of the area stays as it was. * An example would be if you had a shop, and that shop needed one area of chests available to o..."

== Subclaims ==

* Sub claims are claims inside of other claims (still owned by the owner).
* These areas are often forgotten or not widely known, but they are useful once you understand how to use them!

== Why use a subclaim? ==

* Sub claims can be used inside other claims in order to change claim permissions in only one region, while the rest of the area stays as it was.
* An example would be if you had a shop, and that shop needed one area of chests available to only you and your partner, while the rest was open to all other shoppers, a sub claim would be used (or a lot of private sign placing).

== How do I make a subclaim? ==

* Subclaims may seem complicated at first, but they can be mastered easily! Below are the 4 steps needed to make a subclaim.
{| class="wikitable" style="margin:auto"
|+ Caption text
|-
! Step !! Instruction
|-
| Identify || First, you need to identify the area you are going to make a subclaim in, to do this run the command <code>/area here</code>
|-
| Plot claim points || Next, we need to pick the corners which will make up the rectangle of your claim, run <code>/p1</code> and <code>/p2</code> in the two opposite corners.
|-
| Claiming || Then, in one of the hardest parts, you need to run the <code>/setarea</code> command in a specific syntax. The syntax is: /setarea <main area name>:<subclaim name>. Example: <code>/setarea Nabtown:Communitychests</code>
|-
| Changing permissions || To change permissons of a subclaim, it is the same as standard area permisson editing, just with the new subclaim name. So in the case of our example, we could so <code>/area remflag no-interact Nabtown:Communitychests</code>
|}

'''If you need any help with subclaims, reach out in our assistance channel on discord'''

The Crypt

2024-08-21T16:18:42Z

Jaron the Great: Removed WIP banner

== Crypt ==

*Welcome to the Crypt! This is an online library of [[Froobworld]] written books. Please be mindful when looking through our collection, and do not copy and books back into Froobworld without author permission. To continue to the books, click the image below!

[[File:Crypt.png|1920x1080|link=https://froobworld.com/wiki/The_Crypt/Books]]

The Crypt/Basic Algebra

2024-08-21T16:18:11Z

Jaron the Great:

■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■
Basic Algebra
Formulas
■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■
● 2-D Formulas

◇ Rectangle
p = 2 (l x b)
a = l x b
◇ Square
p = 4 a
a = a^2
◇ Triangle
a = 1/2 x b x h
◇ Trapezoid
a = 1/2 x (b➀ + b➁) x h

● 2-D Formulas

◇ Circle
a = π x r^2
c = 2 π r
◇ Ellipse
a = π a b^a

● 3-D Formulas

◇ Cube
sa = 6 a^2
v = a^3a
● 3-D Formulas

◇ Cylinder
sa = 2 π r(r + h)
v = π r^2 h
◇ Cone
sa = π r(r + l)
v = 1/3 x π r^2 h
◇ Sphere
sa = 4 π r^2
v = 4/3 π r^2

● Basic Percentage
Formula
◇ Percentage =
(Given Value/
Total Value) x 100

● Pythagorean Theorem
◇ a^2 + b^2 = c^2

● Slope-Intercept
◇ y = mx + b

● Fractional Exponent
◇ a^1/2 = √a

● Simple Interest
◇ S.I = P × R × T/100

● Compound Interest
◇ C.I =P (1 + R/100 )n – P

● Distance Formula
◇ d = st

The Crypt/Basic Algebra

2024-08-21T16:17:56Z

Jaron the Great:

■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■
Basic Algebra
Formulas
■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■
● 2-D Formulas

◇ Rectangle
p = 2 (l x b)
a = l x b
◇ Square
p = 4 a
a = a^2
◇ Triangle
a = 1/2 x b x h
◇ Trapezoid
a = 1/2 x (b➀ + b➁) x h

● 2-D Formulas

◇ Circle
a = π x r^2
c = 2 π r
◇ Ellipse
a = π a b^a

3-D Formulas

◇ Cube
sa = 6 a^2
v = a^3a
3-D Formulas

◇ Cylinder
sa = 2 π r(r + h)
v = π r^2 h
◇ Cone
sa = π r(r + l)
v = 1/3 x π r^2 h
◇ Sphere
sa = 4 π r^2
v = 4/3 π r^2

● Basic Percentage
Formula
◇ Percentage =
(Given Value/
Total Value) x 100

● Pythagorean Theorem
◇ a^2 + b^2 = c^2

● Slope-Intercept
◇ y = mx + b

● Fractional Exponent
◇ a^1/2 = √a

● Simple Interest
◇ S.I = P × R × T/100

● Compound Interest
◇ C.I =P (1 + R/100 )n – P

● Distance Formula
◇ d = st

The Crypt/Basic Algebra

2024-08-21T16:17:08Z

Jaron the Great:

■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■
Basic Algebra
Formulas
■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■
#- ● 2-D Formulas

◇ Rectangle
p = 2 (l x b)
a = l x b
◇ Square
p = 4 a
a = a^2
◇ Triangle
a = 1/2 x b x h
◇ Trapezoid
a = 1/2 x (b➀ + b➁) x h

#- ● 2-D Formulas

◇ Circle
a = π x r^2
c = 2 π r
◇ Ellipse
a = π a b^a

● 3-D Formulas

◇ Cube
sa = 6 a^2
v = a^3a
#- ● 3-D Formulas

◇ Cylinder
sa = 2 π r(r + h)
v = π r^2 h
◇ Cone
sa = π r(r + l)
v = 1/3 x π r^2 h
◇ Sphere
sa = 4 π r^2
v = 4/3 π r^2

#- ● Basic Percentage
Formula
◇ Percentage =
(Given Value/
Total Value) x 100

● Pythagorean Theorem
◇ a^2 + b^2 = c^2

● Slope-Intercept
◇ y = mx + b

#- ● Fractional Exponent
◇ a^1/2 = √a

● Simple Interest
◇ S.I = P × R × T/100

● Compound Interest
◇ C.I =P (1 + R/100 )n – P

● Distance Formula
◇ d = st

The Crypt/Arked Manor

2024-08-21T16:16:14Z

Jaron the Great:

The history of
Arked Manor
*The world is lost and thus we set out for the far reaches of the world to make our stand.

Degeneracy and genetic deviation hath spread developing into a sea of zombified terror.

We will persist. Against these zombies.
*Fortified and broad, the walls of the manor hold strong against the waves of the dim.

Our border expands tediously but nevertheless.

Tradition will persevere.
*"Our lead alchemist, Poldt of the Reight has developed a new concoction of matter that has a critical effect on the disease spreading invaders. War is upon us." - timaeus39

Burn every village, every thing in it. Our Quads to the offensive.
*There are tales to the West of a will and weapon for to destroy the sickly-skinned flesh-eaters.

Collectivism and cannibalism are afronts to nature and will be stamped out posthaste.

I have sent men.
*Know that this last bastion of humankind will not rest.

"Tell Ribben of the Trop to express my regrets to those left behind."

All of them. They will rest in ruin. The world will know despair before it knows peace.
*The stone used to build the perimeter comes from the farthest depths.

The wood, petrified.

The people are as hard as the diamond they gather.

The gore of Ark's enemies will splatter the walls.
*No royals nor merchants. No pirates nor legislatives. They created that which they deserve and deserve nothing from sanctuary.

Arked Manor hath nothing for them. They have nothing for us.

Let them fall.

Bar nights

2024-08-20T04:16:45Z

Jaron the Great: added advert picture

== Bar nights ==
*Bar nights were started by [[Jaron_the_Great]], and took place at the [[Arc de Froobomphe]].

*The bar nights were divided into 3 seperate events, spanning 3 days (starting on the 15th of August, 2024).

==== Night 1:====
*Stand up night!
**''took place = August 15th''

==== Night 2:====
*Karakoke night!
**''took place = August 16th''
==== Night 3:====
*Trivia night! (Questions pulled from this wiki)
**''took place = August 17th ''
**''winner = [[DGTijmen]]''

== Pictures ==

==== Night 1 ====
<gallery>
Night1Meek.png|[[Meekiale]] doing stand-up
Night1Korok.png|[[KorokInDisguise]] doing stand-up
Night1MYLF.png|MYLF doing stand-up (last act)
Night1Mango.png|[[Mango1862]] watching MYLF do stand-up
Night1End.png|Everyone looking out at the end of Night one
</gallery>
==== Night 2 ====
<gallery>
Night2Zero.png|[[negative_zero]] on stage
2024-08-16 16.09.31.png|[[bonaan]] on stage
Night2Death.png|The death pile beneath the bar as people fell
Night2Bowl.png|Bowl on stage
Night2Connwest.png|[[Connwest]] singing at the end of the night.
</gallery>
==== Night 3 ====
<gallery>
Night3Fight.png|One of the many bar fights that happened on night 3
Night3Eating.png|A group of drunk froobians eating at the tables
Night3WingDGT.png|[[Wingnut_the_Real]] and [[DGTijmen]] playing trivia
</gallery>

== The Bar Night Advertisement ==
*The Arc de Froobomphe bar is hosting its first bar night! It will take place on the 15th of August (tomorrow) and will last 3 nights with each night having its own event.

**Night 1: Stand up night! Open to anyone who has the courage.

**Night 2: Karaoke! Sing along to a song (In VC) to a song of your choice.

**Night 3: Trivia Battles! This will host 2 contestants going against each other, questions will be pulled from the froobworld wiki

*Extra info:

**Drinks will be served throughout each night, however once the drinks are out of stock, you are stuck with the on-tap drinks.

**When coming into the bar, make sure to read the rules, if you would like a bed in the hotel (for a place to put your things incase you die) as the bartender.

I hope to see you all there tomorrow! If we don't get enough players, it will just be postponed to a later date.

[[File:TriviaAdvert.png|thumb|1545 × 2000px|The official night 3 ad posted in #froobworld-media|alt=]]

File:TriviaAdvert.png

2024-08-20T04:10:10Z

Jaron the Great:

Bar nights

2024-08-20T04:09:14Z

Jaron the Great: Added "bar night advertisement" as an archive of the discord post

Bar nights

2024-08-20T04:07:10Z

Jaron the Great: Added night 3 photos, and minor edits

File:Night3WingDGT.png

2024-08-20T04:05:49Z

Jaron the Great:

File:Night3Eating.png

2024-08-20T04:03:59Z

Jaron the Great:

File:Night3Fight.png

2024-08-20T04:03:06Z

Jaron the Great:

Jaron the Marmot

2024-08-19T01:40:26Z

Jaron the Great:

[[Category:Players]]
{{Infobox player|username=Jaron_the_Great|image=Jaronskin.png|rank=Staff|join_date=April 6th, 2023|favorite_thing=Books|aliases=Nuuk, Jaron, Mr. Marmot|caption=Jaron's skin.}}

= Jaron_the_Great =

Known for his Casino games and written books!

== Biography ==

'''• Early Game''' - On April 6th, 2023. Jaron logged onto froob for the first time. He had found the server while scrolling through PMC, looking for a server that was not pay to win and did not have 50,000 different ranks. Froobworld was the server that fit this best. Jaron shared the news to his friend Sirbugy, someone who would turn out to be an xrayer, thief, and cheater. Not knowing of such commands like /wild or /rtp, Jaron settled quite close to spawn. Jaron cleared a path on top of a hill next to ItsEmets base and built up a shack with a few trees close by and plant his first wheat seeds. This was all that came of Jaron's first day, but there was oh so much more.

'''• Riverville''' - On Jaron's second day of Froobworld, after gathering some iron from his mine on the hill. Jaron saw something in chat that caught his eye, "anyone want to start a nation" said [[Dr3x_Tori]], future mayor of [[Riverville]]. Jaron talked with tori a bit before deciding to live in Riverville. Jaron picked up his hut, and moved it block for block to the center of Riverville. This hut still stands today, labeled "Tiny Shack." In the next few days, Riverville would grow to tremendous strength. Members were joining left and right, all going inactive however. This is what eventually lead to Rivervilles demise, members. Its own mayor left it, going inactive for who knows how long. Jaron held his ground, trying to revive Riverville with the building of the colosseum. All of this eventually lead to Jaron becoming Rivervilles last member. On June 27th, Jaron published Rivervilles Final News (available at [[The Ranch]] library). Little people would read this book but it was Jaron's last interaction with Riverville and his first written book. (VERY IMPORTANT FOR LATER!!!)

'''• After Riverville''' - After Riverville, Jaron would go on to join another 3 towns that would fall. These included [[Mosswell]], [[Skyloft]], and the [[Benevolent Montostanian Empire]] (BME). In Mosswell, Jaron build his bungalow which housed a jail cell where all violators of the bungalow rules would go (very naughty people). In Skyloft, Jaron build the Arc De Froobomphe, his first mega build. The Arc is still his residence but we will touch on that later. Finally, the BME. While still technically active, it has pretty much died out. With its ownership transfer and lack of activity, Jaron left the BME in search for something more exciting.

'''• Present''' - Currently, Jaron is apart of 2 active towns. This includes [[The Ranch]] and [[Bradbury]]. In the Ranch, Jaron started his conquest for written books. He built the writer's cabin and began to write books for his future library the FLLB. Currently a rancher, when Bradbury put a advertisement out for their boat building contest, Jaron thought nothing of it with his loyalty being to the Ranch. After constructing his boat however (the first place one ofc) he began to think of becoming a dual citizen. While not official, Jaron was added to Bradbury's claims overtime to help with projects and is now an unofficial member of Bradbury.

== Projects ==

'''• FLLBGBBTBBC''' - The FLLBGBBTBBC (Froobworld Literary Legacy Building Gardens Built By The Bradbury Building Company) was the library inspired by the Ranch. When elksie first opened the book shop at New Spawn, Jaron fell in love with written books. The FLLBGBBTBBC took 2 months to finish and the quartz along cost 22 diamond blocks. You can visit the FLLBGBBTBBC through a showcase warp under spawn, the books hold deep knowledge gathered from the depths of froob.

'''• Arc De Froobomphe''' - The Arc De Froobomphe was Jaron's first mega base, created for his residence at Skyloft this was a castle reaching just shy of build limit. It housed inside a throne room, storage room, hotel, and bar (which [[ItsARocksLife]] died at). The Arc de Froobomphe is Jaron's current residence, having moved out of the library on the 13th of August, 2024.

'''• Esteredge''' - Started just after Jaron's departure from Riverville, Esteredge was meant to be a farming based town. With the construction of the clock tower and main fields however, Jaron realized this would not be a suitable place for a town. Esteredge eventually became Jaron's main industrial district, holding many farms. Esteredge also held Ging's funeral, a major event in the server.

[[File:JarongoodTime.png|1920x1080|Jaron_the_Great having a good time]]

Jaron the Marmot

2024-08-19T00:12:03Z

Jaron the Great:

[[Category:Players]]
{{Infobox player|username=Jaron_the_Great|image=Jaronskin.png|rank=Staff|join_date=April 6th, 2023|favorite_thing=Books|aliases=Nuuk, Jaron, Mr. Marmot|caption=Jaron's skin.}}

= Jaron_the_Great =

Known for his Casino games and written books!

== Biography ==

'''• Early Game''' - On April 6th, 2023. Jaron logged onto froob for the first time. He had found the server while scrolling through PMC, looking for a server that was not pay to win and did not have 50,000 different ranks. Froobworld was the server that fit this best. Jaron shared the news to his friend Sirbugy, someone who would turn out to be an xrayer, thief, and cheater. Not knowing of such commands like /wild or /rtp, Jaron settled quite close to spawn. Jaron cleared a path on top of a hill next to ItsEmets base and built up a shack with a few trees close by and plant his first wheat seeds. This was all that came of Jaron's first day, but there was oh so much more.

'''• Riverville''' - On Jaron's second day of Froobworld, after gathering some iron from his mine on the hill. Jaron saw something in chat that caught his eye, "anyone want to start a nation" said [[Dr3x_Tori]], future mayor of [[Riverville]]. Jaron talked with tori a bit before deciding to live in Riverville. Jaron picked up his hut, and moved it block for block to the center of Riverville. This hut still stands today, labeled "Tiny Shack." In the next few days, Riverville would grow to tremendous strength. Members were joining left and right, all going inactive however. This is what eventually lead to Rivervilles demise, members. Its own mayor left it, going inactive for who knows how long. Jaron held his ground, trying to revive Riverville with the building of the colosseum. All of this eventually lead to Jaron becoming Rivervilles last member. On June 27th, Jaron published Rivervilles Final News (available at [[The Ranch]] library). Little people would read this book but it was Jaron's last interaction with Riverville and his first written book. (VERY IMMPORTANT FOR LATER!!!)

'''• After Riverville''' - After Riverville, Jaron would go on to join another 3 towns that would fall. These included [[Mosswell]], [[Skyloft]], and the [[Benevolent Montostanian Empire]] (BME). In Mosswell, Jaron build his bungalow which housed a jail cell where all violators of the bungalow rules would go (very naughty people). In Skyloft, Jaron build the Arc De Froobomphe, his first mega build. The Arc is still his residence but we will touch on that later. Finally, the BME. While still technically active, it has pretty much died out. With its ownership transfer and lack of activity, Jaron left the BME in search for something more exciting.

'''• Present''' - Currently, Jaron is apart of 2 active towns. This includes [[The Ranch]] and [[Bradbury]]. In the Ranch, Jaron started his conquest for written books. He built the writer's cabin and began to write books for his future library the FLLB. Currently a rancher, when Bradbury put a advertisement out for their boat building contest, Jaron thought nothing of it with his loyalty being to the Ranch. After constructing his boat however (the first place one ofc) he began to think of becoming a dual citizen. While not official, Jaron was added to Bradbury's claims overtime to help with projects and is now an unofficial member of Bradbury.

== Projects ==

'''• FLLBGBBTBBC''' - The FLLBGBBTBBC (Froobworld Literary Legacy Building Gardens Built By The Bradbury Building Company) was the library inspired by the Ranch. When elksie first opened the book shop at New Spawn, Jaron fell in love with written books. The FLLBGBBTBBC took 2 months to finish and the quartz along cost 22 diamond blocks. You can visit the FLLBGBBTBBC through a showcase warp under spawn, the books hold deep knowledge gathered from the depths of froob.

'''• Arc De Froobomphe''' - The Arc De Froobomphe was Jaron's first mega base, created for his residence at Skyloft this was a castle reaching just shy of build limit. It housed inside a throne room, storage room, hotel, and bar (which [[ItsARocksLife]] died at). The Arc de Froobomphe is Jaron's current residence, having moved out of the library on the 13th of August, 2024.

'''• Esteredge''' - Started just after Jaron's departure from Riverville, Esteredge was meant to be a farming based town. With the construction of the clock tower and main fields however, Jaron realized this would not be a suitable place for a town. Esteredge eventually became Jaron's main industrial district, holding many farms. Esteredge also held Ging's funeral, a major event in the server.

[[File:JarongoodTime.png|1920x1080|Jaron_the_Great having a good time]]

Jaron the Marmot

2024-08-19T00:11:44Z

Jaron the Great:

[[Category:Players]]
{{Infobox player|username=Jaron_the_Great|image=Jaronskin.png|rank=Staff|join_date=April 6th, 2023|favorite_thing=Books|aliases=Nuuk, Jaron, Mr. Marmot|caption=Jaron's skin.}}

= Jaron_the_Great =

Known for his Casino games and written books!

== Biography ==

'''• Early Game''' - On April 6th, 2023. Jaron logged onto froob for the first time. He had found the server while scrolling through PMC, looking for a server that was not pay to win and did not have 50,000 different ranks. Froobworld was the server that fit this best. Jaron shared the news to his friend Sirbugy, someone who would turn out to be an xrayer, thief, and cheater. Not knowing of such commands like /wild or /rtp, Jaron settled quite close to spawn. Jaron cleared a path on top of a hill next to ItsEmets base and built up a shack with a few trees close by and plant his first wheat seeds. This was all that came of Jaron's first day, but there was oh so much more.

'''• Riverville''' - On Jaron's second day of Froobworld, after gathering some iron from his mine on the hill. Jaron saw something in chat that caught his eye, "anyone want to start a nation" said [[Dr3x_Tori]], future mayor of [[Riverville]]. Jaron talked with tori a bit before deciding to live in Riverville. Jaron picked up his hut, and moved it block for block to the center of Riverville. This hut still stands today, labeled "Tiny Shack." In the next few days, Riverville would grow to tremendous strength. Members were joining left and right, all going inactive however. This is what eventually lead to Rivervilles demise, members. Its own mayor left it, going inactive for who knows how long. Jaron held his ground, trying to revive Riverville with the building of the colosseum. All of this eventually lead to Jaron becoming Rivervilles last member. On June 27th, Jaron published Rivervilles Final News (available at [[The Ranch]] library). Little people would read this book but it was Jaron's last interaction with Riverville and his first written book. (VERY IMMPORTANT FOR LATER!!!)

'''• After Riverville''' - After Riverville, Jaron would go on to join another 3 towns that would fall. These included [[Mosswell]], [[Skyloft]], and the [[Benevolent Montostanian Empire]] (BME). In Mosswell, Jaron build his bungalow which housed a jail cell where all violators of the bungalow rules would go (very naughty people). In Skyloft, Jaron build the Arc De Froobomphe, his first mega build. The Arc is still his residence but we will touch on that later. Finally, the BME. While still technically active, it has pretty much died out. With its ownership transfer and lack of activity, Jaron left the BME in search for something more exciting.

'''• Present''' - Currently, Jaron is apart of 2 active towns. This includes [[The Ranch]] and [[Bradbury]]. In the Ranch, Jaron started his conquest for written books. He built the writer's cabin and began to write books for his future library the FLLB. Currently a rancher, when Bradbury put a advertisement out for their boat building contest, Jaron thought nothing of it with his loyalty being to the Ranch. After constructing his boat however (the first place one ofc) he began to think of becoming a dual citizen. While not official, Jaron was added to Bradbury's claims overtime to help with projects and is now an unofficial member of Bradbury.

== Projects ==

'''• FLLBGBBTBBC''' - The FLLBGBBTBBC (Froobworld Literary Legacy Building Gardens Built By The Bradbury Building Company) was the library inspired by the Ranch. When elksie first opened the book shop at New Spawn, Jaron fell in love with written books. The FLLBGBBTBBC took 2 months to finish and the quartz along cost 22 diamond blocks. You can visit the FLLBGBBTBBC through a showcase warp under spawn, the books hold deep knowledge gathered from the depths of froob.

'''• Arc De Froobomphe''' - The Arc De Froobomphe was Jaron's first mega base, created for his residence at Skyloft this was a castle reaching just shy of build limit. It housed inside a throne room, storage room, hotel, and bar (which [[ItsARocksLife]] died at). The Arc de Froobomphe is Jaron's current residence, having moved out of the library on the 13th of August, 2024.

'''• Esteredge''' - Started just after Jaron's departure from Riverville, Esteredge was meant to be a farming based town. With the construction of the clock tower and main fields however, Jaron realized this would not be a suitable place for a town. Esteredge eventually became Jaron's main industrial district, holding many farms. Esteredge also held Ging's funeral, a major event in the server.

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2024-08-19T00:11:31Z

Jaron the Great:

The Crypt/Wild Geese

2024-08-18T20:08:36Z

Jaron the Great: Created page with " Wild Geese By Mary Oliver You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body #- love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the #- rivers...."

Wild Geese
By Mary Oliver

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body

#- love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the
#- rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting--
#- over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

The Crypt/The Storyteller

2024-08-18T20:08:23Z

Jaron the Great: Created page with "✣ ✣ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏᴛᴇʟʟᴇʀ ✣ ✣ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ꜰʀᴏᴏʙ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜰᴀʟʟ, ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ɢʀᴏᴡꜱ ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ. ꜰᴏʀ ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏᴛᴇʟʟᴇʀ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ꜰʀᴏᴏʙ ᴅɪꜱʙᴀɴᴅꜱ, ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ʙʏ ʜᴀɴᴅ. #- ✣ ✣ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ..."

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ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏᴛᴇʟʟᴇʀ
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ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ꜰʀᴏᴏʙ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜰᴀʟʟ, ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ɢʀᴏᴡꜱ ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ. ꜰᴏʀ ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏᴛᴇʟʟᴇʀ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ꜰʀᴏᴏʙ ᴅɪꜱʙᴀɴᴅꜱ, ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ʙʏ ʜᴀɴᴅ.
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ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏᴛᴇʟʟᴇʀ
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ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴀʟʟ ᴀʙᴀɴᴅᴏɴ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ꜱᴏ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇ, ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ɴᴏᴛᴇꜱ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪɴᴀʟ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇꜱ, ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴏɴʟʏ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ʀᴏʟʟɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ᴍʏ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴠᴇꜱ.
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ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏᴛᴇʟʟᴇʀ
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ᴍʏ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴊᴏʙ ɪꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏᴄᴜᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴀꜱ ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴇxᴄᴇᴘᴛ ᴇᴍᴏʟᴜᴍᴇɴᴛ. ᴘᴇɴ, ᴘᴀᴘᴇʀ, ʙᴏᴏᴋ, ᴏʀ Qᴜɪʟʟ. ᴍʏ ᴊᴏʙ ɪꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪʟʟ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɢᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴀɢᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴏʙ ʜᴏʟᴅꜱ.
#- ✣ ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ✣ ᴛᴇʟʟᴇʀ.
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The Crypt/The siege

2024-08-18T20:08:10Z

Jaron the Great: Created page with " *~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~* THE SIEGE Chauncy Kent *~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~* #- *~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~* Published by: The Ortopian National Library 10 Dec 22 *~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~* #- It was just supposed to be a trip to the village, like so many before it. A relatively carefree day of trading with the villagers for the goods they were so eager to share, for a small fee of course. Of course I should have known that in this #- strang..."

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THE SIEGE
Chauncy Kent

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Published by:

The Ortopian
National Library

10 Dec 22

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#- It was just supposed to be a trip to the village, like so many before it. A relatively carefree day of trading with the villagers for the goods they were so eager to share, for a small fee of course. Of course I should have known that in this

#- strange and rugged land you can never become complacent and expect everything to be just fine. It was the kind of mistake every player makes at some point. The kind of mistake a player doesn't make twice, assuming they live through it that is.
#- When I first arrived in this world I assumed I was alone, but after weeks of scouting out my surroundings I found a small village out on the plains not far to the east. Naturally I was excited about this find, especially when I learned that

#- these villagers were friendly, unlike so many of the other creatures in this strange place. For the most part I found their demands to be fair. Wheat was plentiful enough, and I was happy to publish my journals for a few extra emeralds here
#- and there. What I earned however didn't last long as I found that they had much to offer that I needed. In particular the priest with access to a sizable glowstone supply was a welcome surprise. While I could always get some myself, it's nice to
#- be able to grab some now and then without having to dodge fireballs or hang precariously over enormous lakes of lava. I found myself spending more and more time at the village and I think it's fair to say I even regarded many of the villagers
#- as friends. Still I had never spent the night in the town. I had my home and it was both secure and familiar making it a perfect retreat to weather the often turbulent evenings outside it's durable stone walls. As you can imagine this constant

#- back and forth become rather tiresome and so I decided I'd make my next trip; this trip an over-night venture. I'd leave early from my home riding my fastest horse with a pack mule in tow, spend the whole day trading with the villagers. Rest

#- in the village overnight, finalize some trading the next day, and finally head home pack and mule heavy laden with the spoils acquired over the course of the trip. "Who knows," I had said to myself "perhaps I'll even kick back and share a
#- meal with the townsfolk before bed. Looking back, I see now that I had become complacent, assuming nothing bad could or would happen... Was I ever wrong. To say the evening hadn't gone quite as I'd imagined would be doing the term
#- "understatement" a gross injustice. There was no warm meal and no soft bed this evening. Tonight was a night of cold iron, unsettling moans, and realized fears. Tonight was the first night of the siege, an event I had never heard of, nor
#- ever even imagined possible, and one I fervently hoped would end sooner than it looked to. The first sign of trouble was a very loud banging on the door of the building I was spending the evening in, startling me so badly that I literally jump,

#- turning a full 180 degrees in mid-air and bringing my sword down hard on the table that had snuck up behind me, only to realize as my panic subsided that the banging was in fact coming from outside the door. "I guess I owe the table an
#- apology," I said to no one in particular as I collected myself and moved to the door to assess the real threat. A zombie, very similar to the dozens I'd killed since finding myself in this strange land could be seen standing outside the door,

#- occasionally shifting from one side to the other and somehow weakening the integrity of the wooden barrier between myself and him as he did so. I turn back to the villagers in the building with me, a priest and a farmer, to warn them that the
#- door is about to break only to have my warnings rendered moot by the loud cracking sound of the door finally losing its battle to the zombie outside. "I'm still standing in front of the door," I think suddenly to myself. I have only moments
#- to react. Too late! I feel the zombies hand claw at my back scratching furrows into my iron breastplate until finally it finds the joint where my breastplate and greaves meet and scores a small chunk of my flesh. It takes only seconds for
#- this event to register in my mind and for my thoughts to coalesce into a single statement to sum up the emotions and thoughts suddenly coursing through my mind; "it's going to be a long night." Having little choice I spin quickly around as

#- I back away from the door avoiding loosing anymore of myself to the zombie ambling in after me. raising my sword I take a swing at the zombie, then another, each blow knocking the foul smelling creature off balance and back toward the door. A

#- final swing drops the zombie to the floor as it lets out a cry signaling the end of its existence and alerting other zombies in the area that someone is fighting back. It takes only moments for reinforcements to arrive. All too suddenly a

#- knee high zombie jumps through the doorway and latches onto my chest with a speed that you wouldn't expect from a zombie. This poor creature stands at not even half my height and is so obviously one of the lost children from the village that

#- I find myself struggling to justify killing the creature. The moral dilemma quickly resolves itself however as this miniature zombie starts gnawing right through the material under the breastplate scoring a few small bites of fresh flesh.

#- with a sudden cry of pain as the zombie's teeth find soft tissue I bring my sword around catching the thing by surprise, the sheer weight of the blade launching it across the room. It hits a wall and comes right back at me, seemingly

#- un-phased. Another well placed swing atop its bulbous skull ends the threat of the baby zombie as three more come ambling through the door, their attention locked on the two terrified villagers huddling in the corner behind me. I raise my sword

#- in a defensive stance, the effort of holding aloft the iron blade causing blood to trickle from my wounds. It's only then that I realize that my wounds aren't healing... I am hungry. I had been planning to get a hot meal before grabbing a room

#- and getting some sleep, but the sudden zombie attack prevented me from getting that far. I quickly glance into my pack for something, anything to eat... naturally I had only packed enough for the trip here, assuming I could get food in the

#- village. "Hopefully that's a mistake I'll live to regret," I think to myself as I mentally prepare myself to take on these three zombies all alone... Suddenly an idea strikes me. "The zombies are so focused on the villagers I could probably

#- slip out of the house and away from the village largely unnoticed." I look back at the two cowering villagers hiding behind me in earnest as I contemplate leaving them to their fate. "This isn't my home and I'm not really that close to

#- any of them. Why should I risk my life to save those I hardly know... Those who aren't even brave enough to stand and fight in defense of themselves?" The priest suddenly lets out a typical "hmmm," a common enough thing amongst the

#- villagers. This time however the sound comes off a bit plaintiff, arguable the closest thing I had ever heard to a villager begging for their life. As the priest looked at me and I back at him it became clear what must be done. I swung around

#- quickly, swinging as I did so and managed to catch the first zombie squarely in the chest with my iron blade causing him to stumble back, shifting his focus to me as he did so. Knowing that in order to save the villagers I had to get the

#- attention of all three zombies I lunged headlong in-between the second and third zombies slicing wildly through the air with my sword as I did so and managing to score modest blows on each in turn. "Eat that zombie!" I shout as I make a move

#- for the door, the two freshly struck zombies following as fervently as a new puppy does its owner. As I back towards the door I'm suddenly given a painful reminder that there's a third zombie in the form of a fresh pair of teeth marks on my

#- left arm, one of the few exposed regions on my body. In shock I tear my arm away from the zombie's grasp loosing flesh to the beast's teeth as I do so. I spin around, still slightly off balance and sprint out the door. the zombies quickly

#- follow me out, leaving the villagers behind to continue cowering in the building. As I turn to make sure the zombies followed me I hit something hard and solid, stopping me in my tracks and knocking me down. As I stare up waiting for my

#- vision to clear a figure, clearly made in the image of a villager comes into focus. Whatever it is stands a full block taller than myself or any of the villagers and is much larger and more intimidating. It glances down then up to the three

#- zombies still heading my way. It seems to realize instantly that the zombies are a threat and begins to stride directly toward them. I slowly get to my feet and watch in stunned awe as what I can only describe as some sort of golem threw up

#- its long metallic arms with a level of force that instantly cracked bones as it made contact with the walking corpses, the sound making me cringe. The zombies were no match, made to look as little more than ragdolls fighting an iron giant.

#- "whatever this thing is," I thought to myself "I'm glad it's on our side." I turned to look at the building I'd been in not moments ago to see the farmer peeking out of the gaping hole left in the shattered door. Looking around I see more

#- zombies on the horizon... many more. I quickly jog over to the building. "There are more coming. I'll seal you inside so you'll be safe." I begin to pile stones up in the doorway to create a more solid barrier, but the priest stops me. With a

#- looks that at once said "thank you for saving us" and "give me your sword" the villager grabbed my blade and a few emeralds that had fallen from my pack. With a look to the heavens and a quick prayer over the sword the priest returned my

#- sword, now glowing slightly and warm to the touch. I took it in my hands; it felt lighter than before. With a look I nodded my thanks to the priest and finished sealing them inside. As I turn to seek out my newly enchanted swords first

#- prey I realize that there's little need to seek them out as there's at least a dozen close enough that I can taste their foul breath. I take my first swing with the new blade striking the closest zombie on the left side of its skull, the

#- blade burrowing so deeply that the top of the skull flipped open like a soup can lid as the zombie fell to the ground. "Now that's more like it!" I shouted in triumph lunging at the next closest zombie with equally devastating results. As

#- The night wore on the golem and I racked up an impressive number of zombie kills. Rotten flesh littered the ground and the aggressive growling of the zombies was at times drowned out by the moans of so many being killed all at once. But

#- something was terribly wrong. For every zombie that was killed three more took its place. It was like a never ending stream of them pouring over the hills and blotting out the horizon. As their numbers grew I moved to stay close to the

#- golem, protecting it from the rear and allowing it to return the favor, but eventually there were just too many. As I sliced chaotically cleaving through rotten flesh with every wild swing I hazard a glance back at the golem and I watch in

#- silent horror as it's finally overwhelmed. Three baby zombies crawl along the shoulders tearing at joints with their tiny claws as an army of zombies press up against the metallic creation knocking it on its back and bringing its function to an

#- end. It hits the ground hard, its torso covered with spattered blood from hundreds of zombies. As it does the golems one remaining arm rolls limply to the side revealing a single red flower held loosely in its lifeless metallic fingers. As I

#- finally realized what had happened I looked up from the flower to see the rising sun finally cresting, setting the encroaching hoard ablaze. It was finally over and I had survived, but at what cost?

THE END.

The Crypt/The Rising Sun Bible

2024-08-18T20:07:47Z

Jaron the Great: Created page with " *~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~* THE RISING SUN BIBLE Chauncy Kent *~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~* #- *~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~* Published by: The Ortopian National Library 11 Dec 22 *~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~* #- In the Beginning was chaos, energy seeking order, purpose, and unity. Trying instinctually, desperately to become part of something more, but alone there was no hope and every attempt was met with only disorder and eventual darkness. Then came #- the great..."

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THE RISING SUN BIBLE
Chauncy Kent

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National Library

11 Dec 22

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#- In the Beginning was chaos, energy seeking order, purpose, and unity. Trying instinctually, desperately to become part of something more, but alone there was no hope and every attempt was met with only disorder and eventual darkness. Then came

#- the greater being James Gosling who wrote into being the structure for the Java giving rise to order where before there was none. After four years James Gosling was satisfied with all his work and moved on to other things beyond our

#- understanding leaving the Java to become what it may. The Java remained untouched and unspoiled for nearly fourteen years until it had structure written into it once more. A great being called Notch found a small corner of the Java with the

#- potential to be far more than it was and wrote out of what was there the whole land. All that you can see, touch, and hear he made, adding as he saw fit and taking away as was deemed neccessary. But the touch of Notch brought with it unforeseen

#- consequences. The raw creative forces brought with them roving dimensional rifts. These weak points in the fabric of space and time allowed monstrous things to cross over and possess Notch's creation. This angered the great being Notch and so he

#- fashioned from all the material and all the power he had remaining in him a mighty guardian to watch over the land. Sadly this guardian was only powerful enough to guard the land during the day and had to retreat to replenish its strength each

#- night. While this didn't stop the creatures scourge on the land, it did grant the people of the great being's creation a fighting chance against them. Into the vacuum left by the greater being Notch stepped his apprentice the greater being

#- Jeb. The great being Jeb continued his teacher's work adding to the world and giving its people many gifts. Among the most blessed were the mighty warriors that arose from amongst the people. To them the greater beings granted the ability

#- To craft, to build, and to fight. However their greatest gift and their curse was their immortality. Even when the enemy overcame one of these mighty warriors the greater beings would restore their life and allow them to carry on. Death however

#- was not without its costs. Even the mightiest warriors would find themselves as weak and feeble as a newborn after death forcing them to train and work that much harder again to continue the fight. This is their blessing. This is their curse.

#- There are those however who rise up without the blessing of the greater beings. Their torch burns bright and quick. These heroes do not linger on as do others. They are honored in song and legend for their courage despite the odds against them.

#- It is these heroes both immortal and not that protect the children of the greater beings during the long nights. These heroes however are not immune to corruption and some do fall, becoming champions of the dark. These lost souls seek only

#- to bring about pain, suffering, and destruction. They would seek to undo all that the greater beings have sought to accomplish. To prevent all of their order from falling, the last of the heroes established a code of conduct that would

#- protect them from their own weakness. First the heroes pledged to watch over the creation of the greater beings, preventing damage where possible, fixing damage where necessary, and improving where desirable. Next they pledged to

#- train and learn to fight the creatures that plagued the land. They became experts in melee and ranged combat using technique and strategy to overcome their foes. They pledged also to master their worlds, gathering the elements around

#- them and repurposing them to aid in the fight against the dark. The heroes learned not only how to create light, but how to fight the scourge even in the deepest darkness. They pledged to use every advantage given them in their fight, even the

#- arcane arts to better their chances. Finally they pledged to guard the weak from the creatures of the night even fighting through the very depths of the underworld to cure those once thought lost for all time. This order of heroes was known as

#- the order of the players and it continues in its quest to this day. Each player is said to be a volunteer from among the great beings who becomes like unto one of us to save us from the darkness. We honor their courage and sacrifice with

#- our prayers and the humble assistance we can offer them when they are here with us. Thankfully the greater beings are a generous people and ask little from us in return. They are also a pragmatic people, not wishing for us to become lazy or

#- complacent and as such they do not grant our every request. Take comfort in the knowledge that you shall not ever want for what you need and be satisfied with what you have been blessed with. To desire the riches and power of the greater beings

#- is to dishonor what good things they have given you. Do not be like the fools who built their homes deep underground, seeking the riches hidden there for they have all come to unfavorable ends. Instead place the entry to your home where it

#- can be seen by the great guardian of the day so that he might know of your devotion to the greater beings and so that you might be remembered and protected by them. Likewise do not stray too far from the homes you've been blessed with, lest you

#- become cursed to roam the land until the night takes you. Be fruitful and fill your village, town, and city with the sounds of children playing until all the homes you've been blessed with have been filled. Only the priest, clothed in a

#- purple robe may use the dark stones, for they are a holy material of the greater beings and will lead only to the destruction of those not sanctified to make use of their power. Avoid the creatures of the night, the creepers who sneak

#- up behind the unaware, the skeletons who will shoot you from afar, the zombies who seek to make you like them, the slimes who are never truly alone, and especially the enderman who will seek to destroy any who is brazen enough to gaze upon

#- them. All these however pale in comparison to the dragon. So powerful is he that our realm would have been utterly destroyed should he have been left to roam free. Not wishing to see their creation ruined the greater beings imprisoned

#- the dragon in a pocket dimension they called "the end," but they knew this was only a temporary solution. The greater beings foresaw a great hero from among the order of the players arising and venturing into the dragon's cage to end the

#- threat of the beast once and for all. To facilitate the fulfillment of this prophecy the greater beings left three portals to the prison dimension scattered throughout the world. These were left inactive to prevent all but the prophesied one

#- from finding their way into the dragon's lair. The portals were locked in their inactive state and the 12 keys destroyed and the pieces scattered to the far ends of creation. Some fell into the hands of the endermen and granted them unnatural

#- teleportation abilities. The other pieces where cast into the Nether, an infinite garden dimension where every manner of tree and plant could be found. The key pieces set this idyllic dimension ablaze and gave rise to creatures of pure flame

#- who desire nothing more than to spread the eternal flame forever across the Nether's now charred and barren surface. The prophesied one must not only defeat the powerful enderman and capture their pearls, but also journey into the very depths

#- of the Nether itself and capture the concentrated essence of flame from the creatures of pure fire. They must then combine these elements and set them aloft that they might lead the prophesied one to the nearest of the portals, for the keys are

#- always seeking to return to their locks. The greater beings did secure the beast so very well for it is no simple foe. No fortification can stand in the way of its strength and the beast will not be taken by surprise. The beast knew full well

#- that the greater beings would not simply leave it be and so it did it's best to prepare for the final battle. The beast made pillars of the holy stone to hold aloft mystical crystals with the power to heal their possessor and he learned to

#- see even that which doesn't appear to be there. Never the less, the prophesied one will enter into the beast’s prison and they will bring the beast to its end with their sword and their bow and even their axe if necessary. When the greater

#- beings see that the beast has been destroyed they will open a new portal to return the prophesied one home, leaving in their care the dragon's egg that’s contents is a mystery even to the greater beings. The destruction of the beast will

#- not be the end of the danger however, for while it alone stands as the greatest threat to the safety of the people a dark shadow lurks in the depths of the Nether waiting to be unleashed. The sands of the once idyllic realm hold the souls of

#- its former inhabitants, those who burned in the fires of the creatures of pure flame. Their anger was trapped in the sands sprouting warts of a blood red hue. The souls of those lost blame the greater beings for what became of their home and

#- sit idly for now, just waiting for their moment of vengeance to come. Only the unified wills of three deadly withering foes can give purpose to the anger and bring about the revenge that the lost souls so deeply crave. Sadly the threat will never

#- truly disappear, for the anger contained within the sands is as plentiful as the sands themselves and anyone who comes into possession of the wills could summon the power that lay there in. Yet this truth brings with it some hope. For being

#- the summoner of one’s own enemy gives one the unique opportunity to choose and prepare the field of battle which can often times assure victory over ones foes. The prize for such a victory is but a small crystal that lay at the heart of the

#- creature. This crystal is formed when the beast is and contains the purified souls of those lost to the blaze at last freed from their hate, having released it into the beast’s destructive purpose. Now while it is but a small thing, proper

#- reverence for the souls within can turn their power into a force for immense good giving strength, speed, and even rejuvenation to those who come to pay their respects. Finally when a villager’s work is complete and their life does come

#- to an end, by whatever means, their spirit departs from their bodies leaving creation behind and travels to an eternal village made of the holy stone and much gold. There will the villager find all their relatives gone before them and an

#- abundance of all that which they hold dear. They shall want for nothing and shall have no fear of the night for this village exists free of the night and all the evils it bears along with it. At last the villager shall rest in peace

#- knowing that their life has been well lived and that the long struggle with the night, while not over, is no longer their burden to bear. Blessed are those however who live to see the final days of creation, for their struggle will end suddenly

#- and without any pain. Very suddenly a darkness will fall over the world, but unlike night. This darkness will swallow up the world whole leaving little more than a ghost of creation behind to mark its passing. Yet even in this end there is

#- hope. For the eternal village will escape the end of creation and even the consuming dark of creations end holds the hope of new creation where once the world had been. And thus the cycle will begin again; creation, correction, consumption, and

#- back to creation repeating endlessly, over and over again for so long as the greater beings will it to be so.

THE END.

The Crypt/the Mango

2024-08-18T20:07:30Z

Jaron the Great: Created page with " The Mango by Mary Oliver One evening I met the mango. At first there were four or five of them in a bowl. They looked like stones you find in the rivers of Pennsylvania when the waters are low. #- That size, and almost round. Mossy green. But this was a rich house, and clever too. After salmon and salads, mangoes for everyone appeared on blue plates, each one cut in half and scored and shoved forward from its rind, like an orange #- flower, cubist and juic..."

The Mango
by Mary Oliver

One evening
I met the mango.
At first there were four or five of them
in a bowl.
They looked like stones you find
in the rivers of Pennsylvania
when the waters are low.
#- That size, and almost round.
Mossy green.
But this was a rich house, and clever too.
After salmon and salads,
mangoes for everyone appeared on blue plates,
each one cut in half and scored and shoved forward from its rind, like an orange
#- flower,
cubist and juicy.
When I began to eat
things happened.
All through the sweetness I heard voices,
men and women talking about something—
another country, and trouble.
It wasn’t my language, but I understood enough.
#- Jungles, and death. The ships
leaving the harbors, their holds
filled with mangoes.
Children, brushing the flies away
from their hot faces
as they worked in the fields.
Men, and guns.
The voices all ran together
so that I tasted them
#- in the taste of the mango,
a sharp gravel in the flesh.
Later, in the kitchen, I saw the stones
like torn-out tongues
embedded in the honeyed centers.
They were talking among themselves—
family news,
a few lines of a song

The Crypt/Summer Camp

2024-08-18T20:07:16Z

Jaron the Great: Created page with "My favorite summer at camp froob was when I earned all the badges! My cabin had lots of fun people like aquoserina and metalic_shield. We spent the days down by the lake fishing, racing on the boat course, jumping on the parkour course, and telling stories in our cabin. #- Scoutmaster Swankyphil had a huge cabin and we had little huts with bunk beds. It was a great summer! They even had a Cakebaker's Baker (It's A Chain) at camp! I recommend the cake."

My favorite summer at camp froob was when I earned all the badges! My cabin had lots of fun people like aquoserina and metalic_shield. We spent the days down by the lake fishing, racing on the boat course, jumping on the parkour course, and telling stories in our cabin.
#- Scoutmaster Swankyphil had a huge cabin and we had little huts with bunk beds. It was a great summer! They even had a Cakebaker's Baker (It's A Chain) at camp! I recommend the cake.

The Crypt/Staff History

2024-08-18T20:07:03Z

Jaron the Great: Created page with "Currently, froobworld has 6 ranks, 3 of which are staff-related. We will start by listing the first 3, obtainable naturally just by playing. ➜ #- §7Newbie-§8§r Newbies are what all new players to froobworld start as, they have only §l1 home§r. §r§0 §aLoyalist- §rLoyalists are players who have played for 1 week+. They get §l2 homes§0. §2Veterans- §0Veterans are players who have played for 30+ days...."

Currently, froobworld has 6 ranks, 3 of which are staff-related.

We will start by listing the first 3, obtainable naturally just by playing.

➜

#- §7Newbie-§8§r Newbies are what all new players to froobworld start as, they have only §l1 home§r. §r§0

§aLoyalist- §rLoyalists are players who have played for 1 week+. They get §l2 homes§0.

§2Veterans- §0Veterans are players who have played for 30+ days.

#- Veterans get §l3 homes§0. 3 homes is the maximum number of homes for all players, including staff.

Now on to all current staff ranks, along with what players currently are in those roles.

➜

#- §1Trusted- §0Trusted are the first line of defense against all nabs. Trusted have access to commands such as /mute, /restrict, and /confine. They are also mainly responsible for the maintaining of Spawn Town.

#- Current trusted members:

§1__Spiller__

bee_beep

DellCat

elksie

Gingeeee_

hypercinthe

#- §1ItsARocksLife

JGKelpChip

Birdtruther

KorokInDisguise

Olivia313

Psychotog81

TearOfBraixen

#- §1ThaTallDude

tre_in_the_night

Wild1198

Yardine.

LoserLays

Meekiale§0

§1Stinkerism
#- §1Twitchjeroenmee

Mango1862

TobyMacster

§0This list is subject to change as trusted members are promoted monthly(ish)
#- §bStaff- §0Staff members are the main line of defense against nabs on Froobworld. They make sure all players are following the rules with assistance from CoreProtect and Froob's very own Nabsuite plugin. Staff can /ban, /jail, and handle tickets/area requests.

#- Current staff members:

§bAlyssa

Charmics

DGTijmen

EdgeyAl

GPRO678

Jaron_the_Great

#- §bMarthaNugget

Nathaniel_3

metalic shield

cakebaker9000

Parzival46

ReputedOcelot

Scam_Artist

#- §bTricia

§0This list is subject to change as staff members go inactive, and as trusted members get promoted to staff positions.

➜

#- §4Admin- §0Admins are the top of the staff team. They handle all server management, as well as rolling back nabs. Admins are the backbone of Froobworld, and ultimately decide which direction the server goes.

#- Current admins:

§4Allen43

TheChief13

froobynooby

PandaTurtlez

SwankyPhil

TheWindyRaven

#-

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ℙ𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕗𝕗 𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣𝕤

⏵⏴⏵⏴⏵⏴⏵⏴⏵⏴⏵⏴⏵⏴⏵⏴⏵⏴⏵⏴⏵⏴⏵⏴⏵⏴⏵⏴

#- There are a lot of previous staff members on Froobworld, and for the sake of my research and this books length, I will only go into the §bStaff§4+ §0players (aka staff and admins).

➜

#- Previous staff members:

§0squisho66

sevenstick7

Astrotorical - froob claims astro was his favorite staff member, with froob giving him /lighting.

blaine45

#-
#- mcm - no further information given on the full username.

This list may not be complete, however these are the only staff members who made notable impact on Froobworld, and who have ban historys.

#- Previous admins, most left for unknown reasons.

doubl3killz - head admin before chof, now under "Jushiiii"

sparta754

mrextremeo

mimbsky
➜

#- sanford94

underhandleft - one, if not the first admin besides froob.

This list IS complete, and confirmed by froob. It is unknown, however, if the will be more retired admins in the future.

#- If you want further backstories to players, visit the "players" section on the froobworld wiki:

froobworld.com

The Crypt/Song of Jeff

2024-08-18T20:06:45Z

Jaron the Great: Created page with "Jeff went boom"

Jeff went boom

The Crypt/Song of Chof

2024-08-18T20:06:32Z

Jaron the Great: Created page with "We're no strangers to love You know the rules and so do I (do I) A full commitment's what I'm thinking of You wouldn't get this from any other guy i just wanna tell you how I'm feeling Gotta make you understand #- Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you #- We've known each other for so long Your heart's been aching, but you're too shy to sa..."

We're no strangers to love
You know the rules and so do I (do I)
A full commitment's what I'm thinking of
You wouldn't get this from any other guy

i just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you understand
#- Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
#- We've known each other for so long
Your heart's been aching, but you're too shy to say it
Inside, we both know what's been going on
We know the game and we're gonna play it

And if you ask me how I'm feeling
Don't tell me you're too blind to see
#- Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
#- Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
#- (Ooh, give you up)
(Ooh, give you up)
(Ooh) Never gonna give, never gonna give (give you up)
(Ooh) Never gonna give, never gonna give (give you up)

#- We've known each other for so long
Your heart's been aching, but you're too shy to say it
Inside, we both know what's been going on
We know the game and we're gonna play it

I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you understand
#- Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
#- Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
#- Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

The Crypt/Short Story

2024-08-18T20:06:17Z

Jaron the Great: Created page with "One time the creaper that spawned became a king of cryper king and begen a war with pigs but they forget that pigs are thear brothers and then stive came and kiled crepers."

One time the creaper that spawned became a king of cryper king and begen a war with pigs but they forget that pigs are thear brothers and then stive came and kiled crepers.

The Crypt/Selected Poetry

2024-08-18T20:05:53Z

Jaron the Great: Created page with " Selected Poetry Written By Robert Frost #- I THE PASTURE I'm going out to clean the pasture spring; I'll only stop to rake the leaves away (And wait to watch the water clear, I may): I shan't be gone long.—You come too. I'm going out to fetch the little calf That's standing by the mother. It's so young, #- It totters when she licks it with her tongue. I shan't be gone long.—You come too. THE COW I..."

Selected
Poetry

Written By

Robert Frost

#- I THE PASTURE I'm
going out to clean the
pasture spring; I'll
only stop to rake the
leaves away (And wait
to watch the water
clear, I may): I shan't
be gone long.—You
come too.

I'm going out to fetch
the little calf That's
standing by the
mother. It's so young,
#- It totters when she
licks it with her
tongue. I shan't be
gone long.—You come
too.

THE COW IN
APPLE-TIME Something
inspires the only cow
of late To make no
more of a wall than an
open gate, And think
no more of
wall-builders than
#- fools. Her face is
flecked with pomace
and she drools A
cider syrup. Having
tasted fruit, She
scorns a pasture
withering to the root.
She runs from tree to
tree where lie and
sweeten The windfalls
spiked with stubble
and worm-eaten. She
leaves them bitten
when she has to fly.
#- She bellows on a knoll
against the sky. Her
udder shrivels and
the milk goes dry.

THE RUNAWAY Once
when the snow of the
year was beginning to
fall, We stopped by a
mountain pasture to
say "Whose colt?" A
little Morgan had one
forefoot on the wall,
The other curled at
#- his breast. He dipped
his head And snorted
at us. And then he had
to bolt. We heard the
miniature thunder
where he fled, And we
saw him, or thought we
saw him, dim and grey,
Like a shadow against
the curtain of falling
flakes. "I think the
little fellow's afraid of
the snow. He isn't
winter-broken. It isn't
#- play With the little
fellow at all. He's
running away. I doubt
if even his mother
could tell him, 'Sakes,
It's only weather.' He'd
think she didn't know!
Where is his mother?
He can't be out alone."
And now he comes
again with a clatter of
stone And mounts the
wall again with whited
eyes And all his tail
#- that isn't hair up
straight. He shudders
his coat as if to throw
off flies. "Whoever it
is that leaves him out
so late, When other
creatures have gone
to stall and bin, Ought
to be told to come and
take him in."

II AN OLD MAN'S WINTER
NIGHT All out of doors
looked darkly in at him
#- Through the thin
frost, almost in
separate stars, That
gathers on the pane
in empty rooms. What
kept his eyes from
giving back the gaze
Was the lamp tilted
near them in his hand.
What kept him from
remembering what it
was That brought him
to that creaking room
was age. He stood with
#- barrels round him—at
a loss. And having
scared the cellar
under him In clomping
there, he scared it
once again In clomping
off;—and scared the
outer night, Which has
its sounds, familiar,
like the roar Of trees
and crack of
branches, common
things, But nothing so
like beating on a box.
#- A light he was to no
one but himself Where
now he sat, concerned
with he knew what, A
quiet light, and then
not even that. He
consigned to the moon,
such as she was, So
late-arising, to the
broken moon As
better than the sun in
any case For such a
charge, his snow upon
the roof, His icicles
#- along the wall to keep;
And slept. The log that
shifted with a jolt
Once in the stove,
disturbed him and he
shifted, And eased his
heavy breathing, but
still slept. One aged
man—one man—can't
keep a house, A farm,
a countryside, or if
he can, It's thus he
does it of a winter
night.
#-
HOME BURIAL He saw
her from the bottom
of the stairs Before
she saw him. She was
starting down, Looking
back over her
shoulder at some
fear. She took a
doubtful step and
then undid it To raise
herself and look
again. He spoke
Advancing toward her:
#- "What is it you see
From up there
always—for I want to
know." She turned and
sank upon her skirts
at that, And her face
changed from
terrified to dull. He
said to gain time: "What
is it you see?"
Mounting until she
cowered under him. "I
will find out now—you
must tell me, dear."
#- whole of it. Not so
much larger than a
bedroom, is it? There
are three stones of
slate and one of
marble,
Broad-shouldered
little slabs there in
the sunlight On the
sidehill. We haven't to
mind those. But I
understand: it is not
the stones, But the
child's mound——"
#-
"Don't, don't, don't,
don't," she cried.

She withdrew shrinking
from beneath his arm
That rested on the
banister, and slid
downstairs; And
turned on him with
such a daunting look,
He said twice over
before he knew
himself: "Can't a man
#- speak of his own child
he's lost?"

"Not you! Oh, where's
my hat? Oh, I don't
need it! I must get out
of here. I must get
air. I don't know
rightly whether any
man can."

"Amy! Don't go to
someone else this time.
Listen to me. I won't
#- come down the stairs."
He sat and fixed his
chin between his fists.
"There's something I
should like to ask you,
dear."

"You don't know how to
ask it."

"Help me, then."

Her fingers moved the
latch for all reply.
#-
"My words are nearly
always an offence. I
don't know how to
speak of anything So
as to please you. But
I might be taught I
should suppose. I
can't say I see how. A
man must partly give
up being a man With
women-folk. We could
have some
arrangement By which
#- I'd bind myself to keep
hands off Anything
special you're a-mind
to name. Though I
don't like such things
'twixt those that love.
Two that don't love
can't live together
without them. But two
that do can't live
together with them."
She moved the latch a
little. "Don't—don't go.
Don't carry it to
#- someone else this time.
Tell me about it if it's
something human. Let
me into your grief. I'm
not so much Unlike
other folks as your
standing there Apart
would make me out.
Give me my chance. I
do think, though, you
overdo it a little. What
was it brought you up
to think it the thing To
take your mother-loss
#- of a first child So
inconsolably—in the
face of love. You'd
think his memory might
be satisfied——"

"There you go
sneering now!"

"I'm not, I'm not! You
make me angry. I'll
come down to you. God,
what a woman! And it's
come to this, A man
#- can't speak of his own
child that's dead."
"You can't because
you don't know how. If
you had any feelings,
you that dug With your
own hand—how could
you?—his little grave;
I saw you from that
very window there,
Making the gravel leap
and leap in air, Leap
up, like that, like that,
and land so lightly
#- And roll back down
the mound beside the
hole. I thought, Who is
that man? I didn't know
you. And I crept down
the stairs and up the
stairs To look again,
and still your spade
kept lifting. Then you
came in. I heard your
rumbling voice Out in
the kitchen, and I
don't know why, But I
went near to see with
#- my own eyes. You
could sit there with
the stains on your
shoes Of the fresh
earth from your own
baby's grave And talk
about your everyday
concerns. You had
stood the spade up
against the wall
Outside there in the
entry, for I saw it."

"I shall laugh the
#- worst laugh I ever
laughed. I'm cursed.
God, if I don't believe
I'm cursed." "I can
repeat the very
words you were
saying.

'Three foggy mornings
and one rainy day Will
rot the best birch
fence a man can build.'
Think of it, talk like
that at such a time!
#- What had how long it
takes a birch to rot
To do with what was in
the darkened
parlour? You couldn't
care! The nearest
friends can go With
anyone to death,
comes so far short
They might as well not
try to go at all. No,
from the time when
one is sick to death,
One is alone, and he
#- dies more alone.
Friends make
pretence of following
to the grave, But
before one is in it,
their minds are turned
And making the best of
their way back to life
And living people, and
things they
understand. But the
world's evil. I won't
have grief so If I can
change it. Oh, I won't, I
#- won't!"

"There, you have said
it all and you feel
better. You won't go
now. You're crying.
Close the door. The
heart's gone out of it:
why keep it up? Amy!
There's someone
coming down the road!"

"You—oh, you think the
talk is all. I must go—
#- musing on the
lamp-flame at the
table Waiting for
Warren. When she
heard his step, She
ran on tip-toe down
the darkened passage
To meet him in the
doorway with the news
And put him on his
guard. "Silas is back."

She pushed him
outward with her
#- through the door And
shut it after her. "Be
kind," she said. She
took the market things
from Warren's arms
And set them on the
porch, then drew him
down To sit beside her
on the wooden steps.

"When was I ever
anything but kind to
him? But I'll not have
the fellow back," he
#- said. "I told him so last
haying, didn't I? 'If he
left then,' I said, 'that
ended it.' What good is
he? Who else will
harbour him At his age
for the little he can
do? What help he is
there's no depending
on. Off he goes
always when I need
him most.

'He thinks he ought to
#- earn a little pay,
Enough at least to
buy tobacco with, So
he won't have to beg
and be beholden.' 'All
right,' I say, 'I can't
afford to pay Any
fixed wages, though I
wish I could.' 'Someone
else can.' 'Then
someone else will have
to.' I shouldn't mind his
bettering himself If
that was what it was.
#- You can be certain,
When he begins like
that, there's someone
at him Trying to coax
him off with
pocket-money,— In
haying time, when any
help is scarce. In
winter he comes back
to us. I'm done."

"Sh! not so loud: he'll
hear you," Mary said.

#- "I want him to: he'll
have to soon or late."

"He's worn out. He's
asleep beside the
stove. When I came up
from Rowe's I found
him here, Huddled
against the barn-door
fast asleep, A
miserable sight, and
frightening, too— You
needn't smile—I didn't
recognise him— I
#- wasn't looking for
him—and he's changed.
Wait till you see."

"Where did you say
he'd been?"

"He didn't say. I
dragged him to the
house, And gave him
tea and tried to make
him smoke. I tried to
make him talk about his
travels. Nothing would
#- do: he just kept
nodding off."

"What did he say? Did
he say anything?"

"But little."

"Anything? Mary,
confess He said he'd
come to ditch the
meadow for me."

"Warren!"
#-
"But did he? I just
want to know."

"Of course he did.
What would you have
him say? Surely you
wouldn't grudge the
poor old man Some
humble way to save
his self-respect. He
added, if you really
care to know, He
meant to clear the
#- upper pasture, too.
That sounds like
something you have
heard before?
Warren, I wish you
could have heard the
way He jumbled
everything. I stopped
to look Two or three
times—he made me feel
so queer— To see if
he was talking in his
sleep. He ran on
Harold Wilson—you
#- remember— The boy
you had in haying
four years since. He's
finished school, and
teaching in his college.
Silas declares you'll
have to get him back.
He says they two will
make a team for work:
Between them they will
lay this farm as
smooth! The way he
mixed that in with
other things. He thinks
#- young Wilson a likely
lad, though daft On
education—you know
how they fought All
through July under
the blazing sun, Silas
up on the cart to
build the load, Harold
along beside to pitch
it on."

"Yes, I took care to
keep well out of
earshot."
#-
"Well, those days
trouble Silas like a
dream. You wouldn't
think they would. How
some things linger!
Harold's young
college boy's
assurance piqued him.
After so many years
he still keeps finding
Good arguments he
sees he might have
used. I sympathise. I
#- know just how it feels
To think of the right
thing to say too late.
Harold's associated in
his mind with Latin. He
asked me what I
thought of Harold's
saying He studied
Latin like the violin
Because he liked
it—that an argument!
He said he couldn't
make the boy believe
He could find water
#- forkful in its place,
And tags and numbers
it for future
reference, So he can
find and easily
dislodge it In the
unloading. Silas does
that well. He takes it
out in bunches like big
birds' nests. You
never see him
standing on the hay
He's trying to lift,
straining to lift
#- himself."

"He thinks if he could
teach him that, he'd be
Some good perhaps to
someone in the world.
He hates to see a boy
the fool of books.
Poor Silas, so
concerned for other
folk, And nothing to
look backward to with
pride, And nothing to
look forward to with
#- hope, So now and
never any different."

Part of a moon was
falling down the west,
Dragging the whole
sky with it to the hills.
Its light poured softly
in her lap. She saw
And spread her apron
to it. She put out her
hand Among the
harp-like
morning-glory strings,
#- Taut with the dew from
garden bed to eaves,
As if she played
unheard the
tenderness That
wrought on him beside
her in the night.
"Warren," she said, "he
has come home to die:
You needn't be afraid
he'll leave you this
time."

"Home," he mocked
#- gently.

"Yes, what else but
home?

It all depends on what
you mean by home. Of
course he's nothing to
us, any more Than was
the hound that came a
stranger to us Out of
the woods, worn out
upon the trail."

#- "Home is the place
where, when you have
to go there, They
have to take you in."

"I should have called
it Something you
somehow haven't to
deserve."

Warren leaned out
and took a step or
two, Picked up a little
stick, and brought it
#- back And broke it in
his hand and tossed it
by. "Silas has better
claim on us, you think,
Than on his brother?
Thirteen little miles As
the road winds would
bring him to his door.
Silas has walked that
far no doubt to-day.
Why didn't he go
there? His brother's
rich, A
somebody—director in
#- the bank."

"He never told us
that."

"We know it though."

"I think his brother
ought to help, of
course. I'll see to that
if there is need. He
ought of right To take
him in, and might be
willing to— He may be
#- better than
appearances. But
have some pity on
Silas. Do you think If
he'd had any pride in
claiming kin Or
anything he looked
for from his brother,
He'd keep so still
about him all this
time?"

"I wonder what's
between them."
#-
"I can tell you. Silas is
what he is—we wouldn't
mind him— But just the
kind that kinsfolk can't
abide. He never did a
thing so very bad. He
don't know why he isn't
quite as good As
anyone. He won't be
made ashamed To
please his brother,
worthless though he
is."
#-
"I can't think Si ever
hurt anyone."

"No, but he hurt my
heart the way he lay
And rolled his old
head on that
sharp-edged
chair-back. He
wouldn't let me put him
on the lounge. You
must go in and see
what you can do. I
#- made the bed up for
him there to-night.
You'll be surprised at
him—how much he's
broken. His working
days are done; I'm
sure of it."

"I'd not be in a hurry
to say that."

"I haven't been. Go,
look, see for
yourself. But, Warren,
#- please remember how
it is: He's come to help
you ditch the meadow.
He has a plan. You
mustn't laugh at him.
He may not speak of it,
and then he may. I'll
sit and see if that
small sailing cloud Will
hit or miss the moon."

It hit the moon. Then
there were three
there, making a dim
#- answered.

The Crypt/Reckless Abandon

2024-08-18T20:05:11Z

Jaron the Great: Created page with " *~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~* RECKLESS ABANDON Chauncy Kent Debut Novel *~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~* #- *~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~* Published by: The Ortopian National Library 10 Dec 22 *~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~* #- It was a day just like any other. The square sun rose over the extreme hills in the distance bathing the land in light and burning away the monsters foolish enough to stand out in the open as it made its daily debut. Little about today se..."

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RECKLESS ABANDON
Chauncy Kent

Debut Novel

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#- *~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*

Published by:

The Ortopian
National Library

10 Dec 22

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#- It was a day just like any other. The square sun rose over the extreme hills in the distance bathing the land in light and burning away the monsters foolish enough to stand out in the open as it made its daily debut. Little about today seemed

#- especially unusual. Steve was running low on iron and so it was time for another trip down into the mines to extract the relatively common, but immensely useful resource from its long entombment in the dirt and stone that seemed so prevalent down

#- there. Steve needed the iron for a massive overhaul of the mining operation itself. He wanted to make it as automated as it could possibly be, but of course that meant a great deal of manual labor up front to get the materials needed to set up the system.

#- "Those hoppers sure do use a lot of iron," Steve said to himself as he gathered up a few pick-axes and shovels for the long day ahead. He paused for a moment and stared at the armory considering a sword, bow, and some arrows, but after a moments

#- consideration he decided against them. Because the automated system wasn't set up yet he'd have to carry all the gathered materials back himself and he decided he just couldn't spare the room in his pack for the extra gear. Little did he know that

#- this one decision would end up making this day a potentially fatal one. Armed with picks and shovels and nothing else Steve made his way down into the mines dug out near his little home. The first couple levels had been completely dug out already so he

#- headed for level three only 9 or so layers down from the surface, but far enough that natural light didn't ever touch the blocks at this level, at least not without help from Steve. Making his way down the ladder Steve could hear the soft drip of water

#- leaking through shallow tunnel roofs and the occasional crackle of the flame at the top of the torches evenly spaced throughout the mine tunnels. He reached level three quickly and found his way to the next area ready to be mined, pulled out a fresh pick,

#- and started digging. On and on he went, burrowing through dirt and rock stopping only to gather coal or iron encountered along the way or to switch out a broken tool. It must have been at least an hour into his work when the tunnel he'd been digging

#- suddenly opened up on another, somewhat wider tunnel, one Steve hadn't dug. It was quite dark and led off to the left for quite a ways before it hit a wall of any sort, however it seemed to not go very far to the right leading Steve to believe that he'd

#- hit the very end of a tunnel. Strangely there was a bit of iron just to the right. Steve had to wonder why anyone who made a tunnel like this would leave behind an iron vein. Wood braces held up the roof of the tunnel and cobwebs had affixed themselves to

#- the corners formed by these braces. Sections of mine cart track were visible on the floor, though several sections were missing and though this portion of the tunnel was dark, Steve could see light from torches a ways down the tunnel to the left. Steve

#- pulled a torch out of his pack and affixed it to the wall immediately in front of him, jamming the grip into a crack he found there. "If whoever dug out these tunnels left this iron, then they probably left even more further down," Steve said thinking

#- outloud. One thing was for sure, his tunnel hadn't been giving him nearly as much iron as he'd been hoping for and exploring these pre-dug tunnels would be much easier than continuing to dig his own. With that thought Steve made up his mind to take a

#- look around and see if he might not be able to improve his fortunes somewhat by mining what had been left behind. Having made his decision he pulled out his pick and made short work of the iron vein to the right and then set off down the left tunnel. As

#- he went Steve continued to place torches making sure the path back to his own tunnel was clearly marked. The last thing he needed was to get lost down here. As Steve rounded the left corner at the end of the hall he saw another iron vein and made

#- straight for it. Greedily he hacked away at the iron rejoicing in his lucky find of these tunnels. Steve quickly gathered the iron visible on the surface, but there was more beneath it and he needed only take a step in to reach it. Steve ducked in to the

#- small opening in the wall realizing too late that the place he'd intended to put his foot was actually a hole to a vertical drop deeper into the tunnels! Steve tried to catch himself, but it was no use and he fell for a terrifying moment that seemed to

#- extend to encompass several eternities until he landed with a sickening thud on a hard wood platform. Steve was reasonably sure he'd cracked a bone in his leg, but he was still able to stand on it with only minor discomfort. "Oh, well that's just great

#- Steve!" he yelled at himself, feeling foolish for having made such a rookie mistake. As Steve picked himself up he took a look around at his new surroundings. He was on a wooden platform that crossed the gap over a huge underground ravine. Steve took one

#- look back up the hole he'd fallen through and knew there wouldn't be any way to climb back up that way and so it seemed he'd have to find another way out. He placed a torch right below the hole to mark where he'd come from and started hobbling up a long

#- wide tunnel that seemed to lead back under where he'd been. If he was lucky he'd be able to find a tunnel that went back up and connected with the system he'd been in right before he fell. If he could find those tunnels, he'd be able to find his way back

#- from there. The tunnel seemed to go on forever and it wasn't too long before Steve placed his last torch. "Oh, no," he said out loud, "I don't have any torches left!" He finished, his voice taking on a hint of panic. If he wanted to get out of here, he'd

#- have no choice but to continue through the dark of the tunnel ahead. Steve began to feel his way further down the dark tunnel being extra careful to make sure each step placed him firmly on solid ground before committing. After several tense minutes that

#- seemed more like hours Steve found his way to the end of the tunnel which turned left and thankfully began to ascend. A wave of relief washed over Steve as he felt the path start going upward toward a now not so distant light source. Unfortuntely his

#- relief was cut short by the sound he heard from behind him. There was an eerie hiss of a sort accompanied by the skittering of multiple legs over the cold stone surface of the tunnel. The sound instantly turned the wave of relief into an icy chill that

#- ran down Steve's spine temporarily immobilizing him. If that sound was what he thought it was, he could be in very big trouble. He fought through the paralyzing fear and managed to look back over his shoulder to see a set of beady red eyes staring back at

#- him from the tunnel ceiling. This is what he'd been afraid of. This was a cave spider; a small blue spider with a deadly poison bite that could end the already injured Steve if he played this wrong. Realizing how truly desperate his situation had become

#- Steve felt the overwhelming urge to run for the light up ahead. Steve took off up the sloping tunnel praying there were no holes along the way. The spider leapt after him looking to poison him and live off of his corpse for several days at least. Steve

#- Pressed on, his injured leg throbbing painfully as he sprinted down the tunnel. If he could just reach the light any other spiders he encountered wouldn't attack him, or so the stories had always said. Something about bright light made them lethargic

#- and passive. The light wouldn't save him from this one though. The adrenaline from the chase would keep it focused enough to continue attacking him, even in the light. Steve pulled out his last pick as he ran. It was almost dead, but it's the closest

#- thing he had to a weapon. "Oh, why did I leave the sword behind?" he asked himself full of regret about the ill-fated decision. There was no time to dwell on his mistake however. The light was just ahead and Steve skidded to a halt in its comforting glow

#- as he turned to face the pursing spider. The cave spider leapt up aiming for Steve's head, but Steve with a desperate swing of his pick caught the spider in mid-air sending it flying back. Undeterred the spider made another leap, this time dodging the

#- frantic flailing of Steve's pick and managed to sink his fangs into Steve's already injured leg causing it to explode with a rapidly spreading burning pain that felt like molten iron scorching a path through his veins. Steve gave the pick a final solid

#- swing knocking the cave spider off him and flinging the head off the handle. The spider landed a few feet away clearly dead with the shattered remains of the pick sticking out of its abdomen. With the immediate threat having been dealt with Steve, using

#- his good leg pushed himself up against the wall with the torch on it, where he sat cringing in pain from the spiders bite. He could feel the poison spreading, drawing ever closer to his vital organs where it would do some serious damage, potentially

#- killing him if he didn't do something quickly to stop it. A quick look around confirmed that this was indeed the system of tunnels that led back to the one he'd been digging and as such it was already quite well lit. From this angle he could see a

#- chest sitting flush with the wall across from him that he hadn't noticed before. He crawled over to it with his last ounce of strength just barely able to lift the lid as he felt his life slipping away from him. Inside was some iron, a pick, and...

#- bread! "Oh, thank goodness!" Steve exclaimed grabbing the bread and greedily gobbling it down, hoping that it would give him the strength to overcome the effects of the poison before it finished him off. Steve ate his fill and waited, hoping against hope

#- that this lucky break would somehow ultimately save his life. Minutes passed as he sat there feeling like death itself, but as suddenly as it had come on, Steve could feel the turning point in his bodies fight against the effects of the poison. The

#- searing pain began to subside and Steve could actually feel his strength returning. After several more minutes of thankful rest Steve slowly tried to stand and found that even his injured leg felt better. He took a couple careful steps to make sure he

#- was ready to travel once more and having been satisfied that he was feeling better he ate one more bit of bread leaving him one last piece and began a slow, but steady walk back up the tunnel and to his home. The ladder back to the surface was challenging

#- to put it mildly, but he made it back to the surface where thankfully it was day time still, though the sun was making its way down toward the horizon. Steve made the short walk from the mine to his house crawling up the stairs and practically kissing the

#- threshold of this safe haven. Closing the door behind him Steve went to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of glowing liquid which he then drank, setting the bottle aside for later use, and then hopped into bed, ready to put the events of the day behind

#- him. His sleep that night was so deep that he didn't even dream and the eight hours of night passed by in the mere blink of an eye. Steve awoke feeling one-hundred percent better and decided that he needed to create a reminder for himself, to never go out

#- unprepared again, even if it meant making a few more trips back and forth. Steve gathered up some materials and the last remaining piece of bread from the abandoned mineshaft and created a frame, which he placed the bread into. He then took this and

#- hung it on the wall above the door to the armory as a reminder of the previous day’s events. From then on any time Steve thought about going out without weapons to save room in his pack he would see that bread and remember that such a decision almost cost

#- him his life. That was a mistake he was going to make sure he never, ever made again.

THE END.

The Crypt/Rat

2024-08-18T20:04:35Z

Jaron the Great: Created page with "Rat Rat was a rat who loved to rat. Rat decided one rat that he would rat to rat. At the rat he met a raty rat."

Rat

Rat was a rat who loved to rat. Rat decided one rat that he would rat to rat. At the rat he met a raty rat.

The Crypt/Pete The Cat

2024-08-18T20:04:23Z

Jaron the Great: Created page with " Pete the Cat and His Four Groovy Buttons Pete the cat put on his favorite shirt with four big, colorful, round, groovy buttons. He loved his buttons so much he sang this song: "My buttons, my buttons, my four groovy buttons. My buttons, #- my buttons, my four groovy buttons." Pop! Oh No! One of the buttons popped off and rolled away. How many buttons are left? Did Pete cry? Goodness, no! Buttons come and buttons go. He kept on singing his song: "My b..."

Pete the Cat
and His Four Groovy
Buttons

Pete the cat put on his favorite shirt with four big, colorful, round, groovy buttons. He loved his buttons so much he sang this song: "My buttons, my buttons, my four groovy buttons. My buttons,
#- my buttons, my four
groovy buttons."

Pop! Oh No!

One of the buttons popped off and rolled away. How many buttons are left? Did Pete cry? Goodness, no! Buttons come and buttons go. He kept on singing his song: "My buttons, my buttons,
#- my three groovy buttons. My buttons, my buttons, my three groovy buttons."

Pop! Oh No!

Another button popped off and rolled away! How many buttons are left? Did Pete cry? Buttons come and buttons go. He kept on singing his
#- song: "My buttons, my buttons, my two groovy buttons. My buttons, my buttons, my two groovy buttons."

Pop! Oh no!

Another button popped off and rolled away! How many buttons are left? Did Pete cry? Goodness,
#- no! Buttons come and buttons go. He kept on singing his song: "My buttons, my buttons, my one groovy button. My button, my button, my one groovy button."

Pop! Oh No!

The last button popped off and rolled away! How many
#- buttons are left? Did Pete cry? Goodness, no! Buttons come and buttons go. Pete looked down at his buttonless shirt, and what do you think he saw? I guess it simply goes to show that stuff will come and stuff will go. But do we cry? Goodness, NO! We keep on singing. Buttons come and
#- buttons go.

The Crypt/Penguins

2024-08-18T20:04:10Z

Jaron the Great: Created page with "Penguins"

Penguins