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Lol, With Love,

Lynx Links

Why wasn't I invited, oh yeah, cause I'm hosting this PAAA-TAAAH

AND WERE ROLLING:

Better find yourself a cookie, a headset and a pencil, 'cause welcome to Season 2 of the amazing, Incredible and all around AWESOME THAT IS THE X EMPIRE. The place where psychos who really need help go to relax and here voice in there head...ME telling YOUR mind to wake up and smell the batter. More Games, More Stories, and More Fiction! For those who don't know, I am the emperor of cookies, gamer of awesome, and the poet of ridiculous, Cyrix7. Shoutout to Elias, Lynx and Zelda (you know who you are.) Right know i'm in school while writing this bad boy, cause that exactly what I am. Bye the way, our school computers are horrible! They haven't been updated scene 2005, so it feels like I'm writing on a type writer. I would joke about this but this is probably the most annoying thing to the point my creativity has been drained. And school is back...yay! For any one who just said that, I give you a slow clap. ahh man, i feel so little. And yeah, school has been kinda fun actually. Other than the crummy computers and the horrible gym teacher, who I will post about later, It's kinda fun. And I will also tell you that my middle school romance stories have all ready started to take place. I'm so resistible...I mean irresistible (sorry for the mistake).  And for the people who actually care about me, I'm in a play. Like no joke, i got picked to be in an amazing play called Tamburlaine at the theater for a new audience, or Tfana, which I will give links to when I edit this bad boy (which I never did before if you read my earlier posties)...oh god, it's time to go, but I will finish this later...like that half eaten cookie over there...

Weekly Updates.

...I'm sorry guys, I failed, again, I forgot to finish that other game list, the "Ya think you know comics?", Which for some reason, It's impossible to read, I'm going to get to White Noise, and the Circle-I mean, Forest of life. (copyright issues, ain't they a-Come on, thats copyrighted too!). I'll eventually get to it, you know. But, I'm also going to weekly updates about my life, cause it's not in here, it's passing me bye. I'll make a weekly update for what you missed while I was on hiatus. Anyway, this become an unfunny blogpost, like a bad Regular Show episode, so let's boost the sappy attitude...With a sonnet. Look it up, it's a type of poem.


I can change the very world around me
It's a gift of smarts and knowledge I have
My hands are only branches on my tree
My roots are just, just only my poor calves.

I am a genius, as they like to say
Sonnets aren't very easy to write
But if I need their format to convey
How my beautiful mind loves to take flight.

But Alas, sometimes the world can't be changed.
They try, try to keep my mind under wraps
They take me for mad, crazy and Insane.
But drive me to the point, and I will snap.

As death knocks on the door of my rapture.
He's going be the next one I'm after.

Have a clue what this means, well, you know what to do, make a comment, explain this little sonnet of mine. The Emperor out.

My New Story! (I Have No Clue if This is Off Schedule or not)

This is a story I've been writing! I have no clue if this is on schedule or not, shoot me if it isn't. I hope you like it!

I was normal. At least, I used to be. I used to have regular friends, did regular things, and had a regular life. Now I’m stuck with this maniac named Claire Woods. Well, I guess I also have the people I meet on my missions, but I usually only see them once. They haven’t been exposed to the TemBo. Thats how I go on my missions, how I time travel. But I better start from the beginning.

My name is Maximus Black. I’m traveler from the Shakespeare society, created by the man himself. Well, the real William Shakespeare. The animated hologram that we sent is the playwright. But our Shakespeare does control what A-H2 does. Like, if he wants A-H2 to write a new play, he writes it, and then sends a copy telepathically. Yes, we have the original versions of his plays. Gasp all you like.

What? You want to hear the story? Fine, but I bet you won’t believe it.

“What the…” I yelped. I definitely wasn’t in my backyard, where I was last. I was somewhere. Somewhere different. Somewhere new. Basicly, I had no clue where I was. A dark, cloaked figure approached. I got a strange feeling around them.

“Can you please tell me where the heck I am!?” I was being more brave than usual. Well, at least I looked like I was.

“No. But you can come with me.” The figure was a girl. She took down her hood.

“Yeah, well maybe I don’t want to come with you.” Again with me being brave. This time, it wasn’t the best choice.

“Uh, yeah, too late.”

It happened again. I teleported. This time, I was in what looked like the inside of a palace. I was confused. Really confused. Why didn’t they just send me here in the first place? So instead of making the wrong choice, I made the right one, to stop my big fat mouth from getting me into even more trouble.

“Do you know why you’re here?” The girl asked.

“No, do you know if you’re capable of telling me your name?” Yeah, I admit I was incredibly stupid I was too say that.

“Claire. Claire Woods. Shouldn’t you know who I am? Why else would you come to capture me? Who are you anyway?”

“Maximus Black.  And I wasn’t trying to capture you! If you didn’t know my name, then why are you capturing me?” Claire laughed.

“Why do you think? I’m the lord’s daughter. I take any intruders to him.” I couldn’t believe I was hearing this.

“You think I want to be here?!” I yelled. I was angry. Really angry.

“What do you mean?” Asked Claire.

“I mean, I was freaking teleported to that weird hall!” I screamed again. Maybe I was overreacting, but wouldn’t you be if you were teleported to somewhere you’ve never been? Really!

“Huh? I’m sorry for your inconvenience, but the Shakespeare society had nothing to do with it!” I must have had a pretty blank look on my face.

“Wow, your a terrible intruder. Why would you break into a place you know nothing about? Do you really think that that was the smartest idea?” She asked. Then, I blew it.

“WHAT!? First I’m teleported, then I’m taken by some crazy princess, then she teleports me too a palace, and then she drags me to her father! That’s not weird at all!” I was about to explode.

“And none of that was my fault. Now we’re here. Try to be nice for the lord.”

Hope you Liked it,

Lynx Links

I'm so bad with keeping schedule.

I was so distracted all through this week, that I forgot all of the stuff I said I'd do. Either you guys make the schedule for me, email me at cyrix7xmd@gmail.com. So, I guess today I'm finally making this post.

wHiTe NoIsE

2047

          Day 93.

"...Well, at least I'm not going to hell cause I'm already in it. Jack seems to be fine with putting a vixal to a bleeding, lifeless state, dare we say. Or an axe in it's head. These used to be people, like us! So, what, what if I turn, will she just en-kill me right off the bat, without caring?! Or if we...I gotta stop, I getting too loud, and stress doesn't help me. We already are starved with crackled lips as a side dish. 

She...hugh. Just... just,just  how. Every Time, every FREAKING time, I, I end them, screw it, put an arrow into one of them, even seeing those....thing, I can't sleep.  She's losing her humanity, and I think that's the worst fear I have."
All I remember is darkness. I've always been a child of it. I can't remember my parents, or where I lived, or what all caused this. This is the way it's always been. I'm not to book smart, but why would I need to be? The worlds burning up, and I've tried killing a vixal by boerdem. Never worked. I snuck out tonight, trying to clear my head. Jack says target practice is necessary, I say she can be the target. I love her but, I can't stand her ways. Goodnight. I may be the last.

Explanation.

So yeah, I forgot to post what I had meant to on friday, I had a long, stressful day with Lynx, Noodles, and Zelda...the main reason why I didn't eat on friday. I could continue this story, but first, how bouts you guys tell me what you want to hear on monday. White Noise or this story.
Email me at cyrix7xmd@gmail.com

My Gosh, it's been awhile.

For all the non gamers, (you suck), like me, well....Lynx, It's been a while since my last good post. I've been working on revamp, playing new games, and been taking, well...taken my first communion. So yeah, I've had a busy schedule. But that doesn't justify me abandoning me like a helpless cookie on a plate of crumbs. Not fair. So, on Tuesdays and Fridays, we have two new stories for you guys. And, and the gamer aren't abandoned...yet, because, every saturday, there will be a tie in of the story in minecraft, filled with new information, but expect that a few weeks after the story begins. On Wednesdays, we have a medieval like story, filled with myths and legends, that I'll be reading with you. Persephone wrote this, and has been begging me to share it, so, I'll give you something to chew on.

THE FOREST OF LIFE

The two kingdoms of Aldold and Emtolia were both beautiful. Their cities had towering buildings that cast cool shadows over the streets. They were ruled by twins, Queen Amarita of Aldold and Queen Ellspento of Emtolia. They were mortal enemies. Queen Ellspento was also known by her nickname, the Black Claw, and Queen Amarita by her’s, the Pale Beauty.

It was well known that Queen Ellspento would have done anything to get rid of Queen Amarita. Queen Ellspento had a rather small empire and wished to expand it. That is why it was no surprise when The Pale Beauty received a death threat from The Black Claw.

This was not a run of the mill death threat. It was a painting. A beautiful painting really. It was black and white, featuring a chessboard where many of the pieces were already scattered across the board. The Pale Beauty actually thought it was an offer of peace, until her head guard informed her otherwise. In the painting the black queen had just placed the white king in a checkmate.

Then, we have a gritty, more horrific tale of an apocalypse gone bad. As evolution takes its toll on the infected, zombie like creatures called the Vixal. I have shared a bit of it in the past, but I rewrote it, refined it, and made it so dark I shiver. Rated T for This scares the **** out of me!!

wHIte NoIse

2047

          Day 93.

"...Well, at least I'm not going to hell cause I'm already in it. Jack seems to be fine with putting a vixal to a bleeding, lifeless state, dare we say. Or an axe in it's head. These used to be people, like us! So, what, what if I turn, will she just en-kill me right off the bat, without caring?! Or if we...I gotta stop, I getting too loud, and stress doesn't help me. We already are starved with crackled lips as a side dish. 

She...hugh. Just... just,just  how. Everytime, ever FREAKING time, I, I end them, screw it, put an arrow into one of them, even seeing those....thing, I can't sleep.  She's losing her humanity, and I think that's the worst fear I have."

Get ready, cause were going back to the days where 50 page views was a regular thing. THIS...Is the X Empire

This post really doesn't have a title, just a bunch of junk I slapped together...

So, for one, This post is just a few responses to a lot of things.
So, a couple of girls have been posting comments on my last post, including Lynx.
So, yes I'm Ten, and Yes, I'm a fifth grader, and yes, in a few days I'll be doing a modelling gig on sunday, (but that's another story). But, come on, I was kidding. I was making a joke. For those who thought I wasn't kidding, send me hate or love mail (preferably the later), so again, I'm kidding. I' not sexiest or anything, It's a joke on a lot of shows, so why can't it be a joke here?
Oh, and...my game isn't going to good. Company issues have been quite frequent. Like the fact I sound like a 50 year old man the more I write this.  So, expect it to come out around next year. And what about the competition. Come on people! GET WITH THE EMPIRE SPIRIT! Really

DYKP... LYNX LINKS

Cyrix just did one of these, so I figured I would too!

Did You Know People: Lynx Links

1) My grandparents were German Jews, they escaped form Germany during WWII

2) I'm a fangirl, and proud of it

3) I'm a bit of a class clown

4) I love acting

5) I'm obsessed with Wholock

6) I'm obsessed with Adventure Time, especially the ones with Fiona and Cake

7) Basically, I'm obsessed with a lot of stuff

8) I don't believe in dating at an age like ten (so back off Cyrix!)

10) I love Poptropica, my user is doodlepoodle32

11) I'm so awesome without even trying, you know it's true, so why bother denying?



Thanks for reading my posts again, and if you want to send me junk, my email's lynxlinks13@gmail.com

Love Ya'll,

Lynx Links

DYKP...ME!!!

So, there's this famous youtube channel called Did You Know Gaming, which teaches you all about these interesting tidbits in games. Well, I'm now doing this, only about...well, people!
So, let's get down to it...

DID YOU KNOW PEOPLE?

Cyrix 7-The Fuzz-Ian.

An Explanation on my Name

A lynx is a fluffy wild cat, and my favorite animal (if you cared).They live in cold places and are very cute, as you can see by this picture of a Canadian lynx kitten. Cyrix asked me to become an author on his blog, and I said yes (because you guys are awesome). He asked me too think of a name, so I said "Lynx" then he suggested "Lynx Links", as a pun. I said yeah, and here I am. I'm also awesome (DUH), and I overuse parenthesis. Thanks for reading my posts (if you do), I really appreciate it. And thanks for the 2,000 views! If you want to email me, ignore anything Cyrix said about my email and email me at lynxlinks13@gmail.com. Thanks again so much, and happy spring break!

I'm too Lazy to Type a Send Off,

Lynx Links

2000 Flipping Vegti-I mean Pageviews, sorry.

So, I haven't been posting for a while, and I feel really bad about that...but no more of me feeling bad, WE GOT 2,000 FLIPPING PAGE VIEWS!!! That's so awesome. I've been dying for it. Really, like, I'm currently in a hearse while posting this.  It's made my day a thousand times better. See, you'd think my trip to Lincoln Center for a poetry slam would be a fun day. Right...NOPE. Well, depends on how you look at it. One the one hand, I got to share my poem to thousands of peeps. On the other, I jumped on 12 foot rock, cut my lip, and got in big trouble for it. Why? Cause everyone else was doing it! Even the nerds and geeks off my class (myself included).
Now, what happened was I have this friend george. He's addicted to this book divergent, like it's his bible. No joke. He's been wearing all black for five days like a dauntless

So, he took it to the next level. Everyone was jumping, trying to join the "Dauntless" Faction, and well, I tried a few times. Little did I know that our teacher told us not to do that. Yeah...I screwed up. BUT IT"S NOT ALL MY FAULT. NO LUNCH RELEASE FOR A WEEK ISN'T FAIR. WAS IT MY FAULT. Yes and no. I didn't come up with it, I just drove the getaway car. Come on, my teachers so cool and all, but this isn't fair, and I feel you guys should comment on it. And I know their are some of you in Canada, Malaysia and Russia, who could help me with this.

But, that being said, it is kinda fair, but I think the busted lip and listerine is enough of a punishment. Honestly. It speaks for itself. Either way I'm okay, and my teacher still rocks.

But, I found out more sad, disappointing things today, but I'll make another post about that. (Have I done my contract, or do I need more. 

"MORE!!"

Okay, more it is...Do I get money for this?)

But, yes, this was awesome, especially the slam. Go see the show yourself if your in town. Oh and, REWIND REPLAY REMIX and BRING IT BACK. You'll see what I mean. In honor of the slam, I'm going to give you some poems to entice you for literature. One I shared at the slam, one is light hearted about social issues, ones a mystery and more fluid and expressive.

Imagination

As we started from the bottom

We used Imagination

Pyramids, Stonehenge,

We used Imagination

We are here with the freedom

of Imagination.

Where will it take you?

2100 A.D

2200 A.D

4400 A.D

MY Imagination

Lose it, and life is dead

For the machine in your head

Is pure, raw and sweet...

Imagination.

Violence

I,am

A wildfire that can only be put out with control

I,am

A force so strong it erases species off the map

By it's presence

I, am

Blood, Bone and RAGE incarnate

I,am

You 

Your friend

Your dog

Your cat

Your mind

Who am I?

Boring-ness

WARNING, ALL BAD PEOPLE READING THIS WILL SELF DESTRUCT IF THE CONTINUE, THE FOLLOWING INFORMATION IS FOR AWESOME PEOPLE ONLY.

I don't know if I'm just crazy, or bored. I mean, waffles are heavenly, but pancakes are awesome too. SCREW THE COOKIES, I LIKE WAFFLES (and pancakes too...)! But that's not all. the unicorn robots have invaded the country, and bunny rabbits everywhere are going wild!

Kay, lets get serious now. THE CHICKEN IS AFTER THE MACHINE, I REPEAT, THE CHICKEN IS AFTER THE MACHINE!

MkAy ByE,

Lynx Links

So...What's the deal with ELA (Part 2)

I totally agree with Cryix on this, here are a few other reasons (try to keep up with the Doctor Who references):

1) How the fish fingers are fangirls like myself supposed to concentrate?! It's not our fault that Moffat's a troll!

2) Are we kids actually expected to deal with all of that stress?!

3) Whose to blame when the average heart attack victim drops to 12 years old, then 10, then 8!

4) Somebody's gonna get sued when WWIII ends and people start to realize how stupid it was of them to kill innocent children with stress...

5) Will children's creativity slowly drain from their systems after their finish every state exam?

6) Whose gonna be responsible when the homes if all the test makers explode? The children? I think not!

7) I can't think of any more reasons, but I blame Moffat for these tests!

YOU COULD HAVE SAVED AMY AND RORY, 

Lynx Links

Memes

So, I messed around with Meme Generator, and this is What I got...

So...What's the deal with ELA

Really, I'm not so fond of it. Honestly, it just stinks. Stinks Really Bad, like the flood.

(Master chief under his helmet)

Honestly, I get the hype on it, but...
A. The test isn't really that necessary, there are better ways to see if kids should graduate
B. What's all the hype, it's some stupid test, not the BAR.
C. After 5th grade, you've already applied to your middle school, no point in testing, their not going to see it, and if they do, what do they care? They already accepted you.
D. All of the above.

I've done some rants before, but they weren't serious. I making a rap about how I feel about Survival Horror game, yet Slendie and I are best bros. But this time, I'm dead serious on what I say.
So, first of, the tests take a lot of time to prepare for, and they stress you out some much to the point you doubt yourself. You lose half of your year writing some dumb essays that wont help your career as a writer if you choose to be one. "Hey, I'm going to write a book on a kid who writes essays. Better use transition words!". Yeah, that'll make you a million dollar author. And, isn't preparing for the test like cheating. Really, Super Laurens Disco and Leandro's Summer Mansion are cheat codes on the test (A, b, up up, b, y X, triple turn and jump (You've won the ELA games.))
There's a lot of context that only those who are in my class will get, but who cares. Figure it out.
Then, with the stress, imagine you read a passage on Birds, and you get a question like this.

Compare and Contrast Birds to Humans.
Be sure to include...

• How Stacy's Mom likes Birds.
• How the Eagle can pick up Hot dogs,
• And how you just don't want to rip this test up now.

Then you begin to second guess yourself. Really, like 20 C's in a row doesn't look suspicious.
I think Lynx can finish the rest of this.

By the Way...

Deny anything Cyrix tells you about me being an author on this blog. Isn't obvious! I've taken over the empire!

MUAHAHAHAHAHA!

Okay, not really. But it would be cool if I did... 

Your new ruler,

Lynx Links

My Deal with Minecraft

So I know most of this blog's followers love Minecraft. I don't. Go ahead, shoot me. I dislike Minecraft because you just mine stuff! Sure, you run into a creeper or two, but seriously! Is it really something to get obsessed over? 

I do admit, I love to play computer games, such as Poptropica or Animal Jam, but I'm not obsessed with them! I do enjoy them though... But I just can't seem to get into Minecraft! The more people explain it to me, the less I get, and the more I want to fall asleep. It seems boring.

Is there like, something wrong with me? Is it really that inhuman of me (wait, would that be inlynx?), is it so insane that my friends gasp (it is to Zelda...)? I mean god, you're just freaking mining stuff! Why bother obsessing!

Call Me Crazy,

Lynx Links

X Craft Part 6 (I finally get a conscience!!!)

So, I've been reading my Friend Drawking or Minecraftman's blog, and it's really good if you haven't read it. But, it got me thinking, I'm not really personal with you guys. Valentine's Day was the Second most read post, and then Pyre night was two, so, I thought of combining them. Valentine's Day with me being Vulnerable,  and it being really long, and  Pyre night with it being really spooky. So, this is also a Xcraft, so I created this...thing of mon-(and I dropped my mouse)-strocity. This is about one of my most feared games, Slenderman...

Xcraft. Recovery. (Not mutch to say about my title)

So, as I've said before, I've been sick since Monday. It's horrid, and I hate it so much. I made a few jokes, asked some questions, yet none of you replied. Why! That's just mean. (*Sob Sob*) You can keep talking to the hand I don't have, cause I'm online. 

Well fine then. I'll just have to change my name to Bruce and put on some tights. Then beat the heck out of some serial killer, get some people to call me Batman, then hunt you down! And force you to comment.

Wow, I've hit a low. Using Two troll faces in one post! Or a single troll face! Wow, this is sad. This is a serious blog, that's exactly why it got 1800 views. Boom! 

XCraft. Sickliness. (Wait, is that even a word.)

Well, Guess I got shot by the wrong medic, cause I'm sick. Super Sick. Really, like, stay in bed sick.
That's the most annoying thing about colds is that they don't die off. Like the flood from Halo. You can waist 10 rounds on the thing and they're like "DENIED!"
See, even though I'm sick, I'm still posting, cause you guys are like my medicine. Seriously. I'm getting sappy. So..............I don't know what more I have to say. I've been trying to learn how to take videos of what's going on on your screen on the Ipad (that's alot of ons.), so if any of you can tell me in the comments below, that'll be a huge help.And please comment. Please. 

Xcraft Week (well now, weeks) Part...Something, I don't know?

So, we did my favorite game that I had list, and the games I want list is coming up shortly, but today, I'll speak of one game only, Blitz Brigade...

Warning: The following content is made for gaming walruses. If you are not a Gaming Walrus, or a mature reader, please look at lol catz.

So, In the past, I have mention tf2...in a comment on Dib's bloog. Blog, oh common, I'm starting to get the Dibik Virus again! Any wazy, Team Fortress 2, of tf2, is a MMORPS, or a multiplayer role playing shooter. Destiny is a bit like it, but less cartoony and more Space-age-y. So, basically, many games have done this, Like Plants Vs Zombies Garden Warfare, or Borderlands, but manly tf2. Than comes Blitz Brigade, a highly addicting, fast past game with 5 different classes and 2 teams. FOR THE FREAKING IPAD!!!! How cool is it, you ask me? COOKIEING AWESOME!! And you know I don't use this type of launage often. So what makes it so good? One part Mechanics, another part looks.
First, we need to look at tf2. You have 9 classes, 2 teams, and a whole bunch of weapons to pwn with (pwn, pawned. To beat the cookie out of in gamer.). It's addicting, comically violent, and it makes you think about your team. Blitz Brigade happens to have these same things. Except, it's missing four classes. In the game, you have the option of a Soilder ( Good ammo, speed and health. Quite Versital.), The Gunner ( I hate him. He's slow, dumb and lacks character like the Heavy does from tf2. Huge health, okay damage and reached speed. Soilder is my go to guy.), Medic (Pretty self explantintory. Great speed, okay health and Good damage.), Stealth, ( Best Speed, okay health, good damage. He turns invisible, so watch out.), and the guy I'm gunning for (pardon the pun), the Sniper (HUGE damage, good health and speed.). Except for the Demo, Engineer, Pyro and Scout, they have everything downpat. Except, this takes place in WW2. No joke. Now, most people don't realize that the teams official names are Allies and Axis. As in Axis Powers. This may take place in WW1, hut my history is flimsy. Tell me in the comments. The guns are also modeled after old tiny guns, like the Tommy and M1.
Then, the look. ITS SO CARTOONY. Honestly, I just played it. Except for the fake looking blood, it's like a paradise with guns and Bad Accents. Really, look at the game play. Unless your in a heated battle, you'll notice how the sun shines so Brightly, except on one single map. Even the deaths can be cute. No wonder it's 9+ (My parents would kill me if I played this 2 years ago. I'm 11, btw)

So, go play the game. Tell me your fav class in the comments, or your worst or best kills. Or how you feel about. This is a good game. Check it out...

Xcraft part 3

So..... I'm hoping no random person comes out the closet and starts screaming.... No one? Goo-
"Wai-"
"*BANG!!!*"
"No one messes with the Cyrix!"

#3. Civilisation V
I find myself thinking about this game more than the two combined. A turned based game, this combines huge action and genocide with smart think, tactical moves and commanding you empire to make it the best around. Uh huh, song reference. I've hit a low haven't I.

2. Portal 2
Another Game I'm connected to. My good friend Nyklos Gave it to me for my Birthday. I previously rented it, and I was dieing to own it. With sarcasm filled humor, physic ( I LOVE SCIENCE) and a huge lab to play in, this sequel is a sequel done right. And, now you can play with your friends.

1. Halo: Anniversary Edition.
Without a doubt, this is my prized game. It's the only M game I have, but it should be T. It's not the action, or guns, or blood that makes this game so good, It's the story. You are Master Chief, a hero from the earlier 22 century. You've been awoken from a cyro tube, and only to fight a new army of aliens, the Covenant. They feel humans block them from the gates of Heaven, or Halos. But are they gates. Play the game to see. Wow, I love this game. Except, parents aren't to thrilled...

Sunshine Happiness

That's all you should be thinking about. Spring is coming, so stop thinking of the snow. It's over. Stop your crying, and start celebrating the unicorns and narwhals and any other horned creatures! Okay, the truth is, I'm bored and I don't know what to post about. How embarrassing, my second post and I already don't know what to say. Well, bye!

Peace Out,

Lynx Links

X-Craft Week part 2

So, let's get straight to it.
"But, wait, Guess who's joining this PAR-TAYH. Me!"
"Who are you?"
"Uh.............."
"Nevermind."
"Well, btw, Rayman origins is a horrible game. Only M Games can be remotely good."
"*Cocks Cookie Magnum* Say that again."
"Only M-"
"POW!!!!! *Fires it.*""
"Oww...owww...Shesh...Ooh..Owww"

XCraft Week Part One

Soo...I'm Rebooting the X Craft for a new play session, if you know what I mean. Now, honestly, I'm super sorry I can't continue the Ya think you know comics series. Theres not alot to talk more about. All I've found was how Tony Stark has an alcohol addiction, and how Bruce Banner is schizophrenic. None of these thing would interest you guys. Maybe some more comments about what I should do would help. But, I digress for the Big Idea of this post. We're doing the X-Craft. For the People who remember it, you'll like this one. Cause we're diving straight into the Mind Of Cyrix7, The Gamer. 
Now, this Week, I Don't have much to say, or to tell you. I'm grounded. Yep, I can be a bit of a trouble maker. But, that being said, Today, I'm giving you guys 2 lists of My favorite Games. Now, one of the lists is about the games I want, yet can't get yet. Then, the games I can get or already have. For all you Newbies who don't play games, stop reading.

I don't even Know why I'm still typing, Robot Slender Man is Here!!!

"Pew, Pew, Pew pew..." (Wait, what sounds do Law Givers even make?)

"GET HIM!!!!!!!!"

"DUCKS.Quack.Ducks..."

"Change Ammo! Duck repellent!!"

"Annoy the heck out of ducks...Ammo"

"Shshshshshshshshs"

"Unicron, adaak da RoboMan!!"

"Neh!!!!"

"Oh My Cookie, he just impaled a Robo Slendie!!!"

"Sowwie, I don lick-

"Like, cause the rest of your sentence would be awkward."

"Lik...Slendie!!!!

"NNNNOOO! My main weapon is destroyed, wait, What are those ducks even doing?"

"Oooh,Oooh, OOOOH MY GOD!!!!"

"Daadadad dats all folks!"

So, told ya. We saved the day. Then we went for Chimichanga-

"Hey, we didn't even get to say anything, and we got abducted for goodness sakes!"

"Yeah, at least let us say our names, gosh."

"Bu-"

"Be quite Wervyn, no likes you!"

"Any way...Let's start with me, Mr. Enderman."

Endie- Loves to be a Snitch on Servers

Destroly- Kicks butt in PvP

MessiBK- TRRRROOOOOLLLLLL

The Zombie...Something (I forgot his name)- Awesome Builder, but Greifer aswell.

Cyrix7- Need I say more. 

Dibik.G - King of Creative.

Wevryn7-Who knows? He's a cookie Thief.

And you guys. Send us your Minecraft Name and you might just join The XMD...

An Introduction

Hey people! Now your probably thinking 'who is this person?', the truth is, I'm Lynx Links, and Cyrix invited me to become an author so... Yeah! I've been on this blog for a while, but I've never thought I'd become an author! I'm basically going to post something every week or so, and your basically going to read it! So, I hope that you'll look forward to reading my posts, and you can also check out my other blog!

Bye for now,

Lynx Links

Scribblenauts saved our lives! But, sadly, we lost our hair. But do Cyri even have Hair...

So, this is basically the part where I break the fourth wall, because I, unlike Dibs and Messi Know I'm in a blog post, and there's a kid at the computer typing this, and most likely, this is going to have a happy ending. So what's the real point. I can literally get Dibik and myself killed, and then the author is going to save us. What are you doing reading this. Go home!

The Fianle, (Once Dibik learns to spell finale correctly)

"Why are you doing this?"
"Wat do you want? Power? Money? Cyrix's hand in Marriage?"
"Nope, Nope, and maybe-"
"Hey, I am not cool with that at all!"
"I just want to annoy you guys to death, then take over the XMD and Rename my dog Messi Trump."
"Then you're already half way there."
"K, then I'll just be here, eating Buck Batoskies hair..."
"Hey, Dibs, take my phone. I know we're tied up, but you'll have to James Bond it. Use scribblenauts, It'll help us."
"But I don't spell."
"Just do it!"
"Wat should I type?"
"A knife"
" N I F F E?"
"No, with a K"
"Niffek?"
"No, K N I F E"
"Oh...Dat makes no scence"
"It's the X Empire, what do you expect."
"Oh, here da knife is."
"Pass it."
Chchchchchch
"Yea, Dibik is free. Except...dat."
"Unit Activated"
"Sorry, I lied, I wasn't eating Buck's hair"
To be cotinud...Dibik feels he didn't spell that right...

I'm not going to even talk about the conditions in this place...This post is basically a rant...

Right now, I'm eating horrible oat at a horrible desk, typing from a horrible computer. Srsly. That's alot of horribles in one sentence. I'm supposed to pessimistic. Wait, no optimistic! *Ding* Service with a smile. Honestly, if you're going to take a Cyrix hostage, please take him out to Chipotle first. Best Burritos EVER.
Anyway, this post isn't about me being kidnapped. It's about yesterday, before I got capturreed. I WENT TO A COOKIEING MONSTER TRUCK RALLY!!!!!
I went to this really cool Rally in Connecticut with my good friend Malek. He's really cool, awesome, loyal and is addicted to Destiny like I am. You can see why we get along. Shout out to you buddy. (btws, this is a skit. Don't start calling the police.) No, but in all fairness, it rocked. But,if you ever got to one in your life, bring headphones. Not those flimsy headphones you plug into to your phone, but the type you use when shooting guns. No Joke! I bought these serious headphones at the register for 20 dollars, these things where so tight they hurt your head. I could barely hear anything from these headphones, yet they were as good as taking a mic to my ears and screaming "I LOVE UNICORNS!!!!!!!".
That's the other thing, the prices there are ridiculous. 4.25 for a slice of pizza. 4.25!! I was so mad I wanted to curse my head off. Thank god for my calm demeanor, Because this was about to be the plot of Hotline Miami. Who pays 20 dollars for headphones that one, hurt your head, two, don't do anything for the sound, and three, make you look like you're addicted to watching these things.! 7 Dollars for popcorn! 30 dollar for a Cruddy little T-shirt! Who do they think we are, the 1%. No offence, but my butt is not a mint. Something else comes down the shoute, and it sure isn't euros. My toilet isn't a throne. 20 dollars is a blessing to me, and in the first 5 minutes!! I was dry.
But, that being said, it was awesome! A W E S O M E! What does that spell, I don't have a clue. We got to see Grave Digger (Get out of your grave, he's the most famous truck in the world), Madusa (I know my greek, this is the way she spells her trucks name, It's a pun.), Higher Education (The loudest truck in history.) Thrasher, (Connecticut's home Truck.) and the Iron Warrior. 

 Any way, I had a great time, and at the end, I got this book I bought signed by all of them, and Grave digger singed those useless headphones. Yep, those things are worth and extra 20 bucks. Booyah! Guess money is coming out my ears!
"...Cyrix, dude we neeed to ezcape. He gotz Dibik too. I don't like dis!" (Dibik.G rage quit.)
"Dibik, what are you doing here?"
"He gots Dibik. And de oders"
"As in cow-"
"You know what I meant. The XMD, all of them"
"Who did it?"
"MEEEEEZ! MessiBK!"
To be continued...Oh, wait, got one more thing to tell you. There is this really cool free game called Command and Conquer Online. Look it up. I'll give you the link at the end. I've gotten really far in it and have made a alliance called the White Noise. When you get far enough into the game, check out the alliance tab. Remember, I'm called Ianosaurus7 and The alliance is called White Noise, Or the ICP if you look up the initials. (International Crystal Pirates)
To be continued...

The White Noise.

BOERD

I am SOOOO boered right now it's not funny. Really. Boerd. You know What I'm taling about, right.
"Bored, not bored Cyrix. Honestly."
"Grammar Dictator? Why are you. here. (I'm not going to call him a grammar Nazi, only because of respect for what happened in WW2"
"Do't forget about me"
"H8r. What the cookie, I sent you back to the future."
"And what about me, solider."
"Curial Tofu. What was in the last burger I had. Oh...that explains a lot. I'm being kidnapped ament I"
"Yep."
"Who's your employer."
"Yep"
"Is that all you say."
"Yep."
To be continued. All I said was boerd...

7 gifts look back.

Disclaimer:So, If you haven't finished 7 gifts, don't read this post. What a surprise, right? I'm up at 5:00 writing this for you guys cause I couldn't wait to spread the news. I might publish this officially. Who knows? I'm trying my best to find a way to get this to work.

7 Gifts...FANALE!!

The moment you've all been waiting for, begging for and dreaming for is here. Today, we end this saga...or do we?

HEAVEN'S GATE

It was in a flash. I was in purgatory, then in the clouds, looking down at 2d creatures. But out of these flat things, I could clearly see Ben and Mom. How I've been missing them. Wanting to fix what I've done wrong, if not erased it entirely. 
Heaven's a beautiful place. A Crisp, white city modeled after New York. Except, there was no 
Empire State Building, just a throne. There, adop the white seat, stood a meek, modest man. No crown, no robe, just plain New Yorker Clothes. Not how I pictured him at all. But, maybe if I could get in, it would be a whole different story.
"Name?"
"Calin. Calin...honestly, I forgot my last name."
"Calin...oh, you're here. Calin Dues."
"Dues. As in God?"
"Well, your full name is Calin Dei Servus. Or Calin, God's servant."
"Wha...that's not my last name.I may have forgotten what it is, but it's not that."
"You're in Heaven Kid. Deal with it."
He had a point. This is as good as it get's after what I did.
Suddenly, the gates opened. My feet moved without direction, and I was in a huge temple. Shrines of Mary, or Maria, and God himself. 
"Calin, you have committed many sins, yet Grim and I have been thinking, and we have come to a conclusion."
"Your going to take my place son. Look, I'm sorry I wasn't there for you, and now, I can't be. But, with all my heart...I love-" His eyes were tearing up. "You."
Then, I was in my bed, with Ben cuddled up next to me. Mom was making breakfast, and it seemed as if the family was hole. Ben's cross had no damage, and the picture of dad was still there. Only thing different was the magnum in my hand. The trench coat on my back. And the demons I would have to hunt. I am Dante, God's Champion.

7 Gifts

PURGATORY

You know when your asleep, and you feel times pacing, and you can barely make out your dreams. That's Purgatory. Except...your awake. You feel things. But your stuck in Limbo. With nothing to do, no one to speak too, and your thoughts sound real. Hell was more fun. At least I could feel pain to help it.

But then I see him. 7 of em. All of them have my face. One is counting his money, another screaming into the sky. One is so consumed with thought, he can't take the time to realize he's not real. One has a puffed up chest, speaking horrible words to me in Latin. My hand slides down my face. Tears well up in my eyes from boredom. IT NEVER ENDS!!! My punishment. And I only have myself to blame, and to hate, and to curse at. Why? What is there more to do!

"I AM YOUR VESSEL. COMMAND ME! WHAT SHALL I DO FOR YOU!!??" I scream at the clouds. After what seems to be a lifetime, a box falls to my feet. Then a knife. Dues Ex Machina. The answer. The solution. I don't know what to do with these. I want to see what's in the box, but the voice in the back of my head tells me not to open it. But what if it's supplies? Or a way to see Ben and Ma.

But I can't show my face after what I've done. What about Dad. He's a Grim, the guy who pointed a gun to my head a week ago. My life is screwy. I need to get back on my feet. I know what I need to do. 

I hand the box to the bad me's, waiting to see what they do. If their as stupid as I think, I'll be out of here.

What I see I cannot describe. To do so would destroy innocence and bliss. But I'll tell you this, the knife was useful.

Sin incarnate is what I see. And that thing felt the weight of God's hand on my blade. But...wait. Sin incarnate. I fear the wrath of someone not above, but below.

7 Gifts

HELL

"I don't know if you know who I am. Let's say for now I'm your best fiend."
Fiend? As in Moster? Ahhhhh...He's the Devil. My luck never seems to run out.
"Calin, you should know I have no true 'beef' as you mortals say with you. I just hate your dad. So, when I killed you, I wanted to make your dad feel as if he'd see you again. As if!"
"My Dad's Dead. Don't talk about him."
"Oh, did I make the little Calin cry? Sowwie. Your dad's Grim by the way. Literally. You could see the love/disappointment in his eye when he encountered you. Do you like to play cards?"
I don't know if this comes when you're dead, but for some reason my mind just can't comprehend all this information. Basicly, my dead dad almost killed me out of love, I'm In Hell and I'm about to play card with Satin himself. I don't know which is worse, being alive or being dead.
"You should also thank me for giving you your 7 little gifts, and making sure your throat collapsed." he says smiling, as he shuffles his deck.
Let me describe him to you. Then you'll understand why I want air back in my lungs. An almost faceless man with pitch black skin, a forked tongue, a twisted mouth, without eyes, without ears, is staring back at me. The pits where his eyes should be are drilling a hole in my stomach. His endless tail ensnares the room, as his horns curl into them selves. He is Living Fear. Fear is something I cannot overcome. 
So, I play this game. Time whizzes past me as the cards a dealt, played and shuffled. It's addicting. It's almost sinful. It IS sinful.
Suddenly, I can't stop playing. At all. Like the throat collapsing. "No. Not again. I...AM...MY...OWN PERSON!"
I smash the table in half, and throw the cards into the flames.
"You little Brat! My cards!"
Then I notice what was behind the ace. Greed, the card says. Then behind the King of 
Spades. Pride. Then Gluttony, and Wrath, and all the others. I have overcome sin. What's next.
"PURGATORY"

Lying...It's complicated.

So, if you remember the last post about lying, I left you guys on a cliff hanger. None of you decided to tell me who was lying.  Now, this wasn't really a fair game. Clintons head was moving when the took the picture, but if it wasn't, he would be lying. I used this picture not for any political reasons, just as a way for you guys to test yourselves. but, now you're going to learn to be a spy. From love to money, people lie and cheat. Trust me, I've lied before. In honor of Team Fortress 2, shall we. So, the best way to lie is not to lie at all. 
"Captain Obvious, He's our Hero!"
"Who the Cookie are you."
" I don't know, aren't you Captain Obvious. I'm......a....finish the word...."
"...Hater?"
"H8r, yes I am. The spamming, jerky robot with some tude, who doesn't need food. Okay, now I'm hating myself."
"Look, this post is all about lying, not you. You'll come into play a few posts later."
"Activating. Select Time."
"Wait, what are you doing. No,I'm not going back to the future. No...No...No,I didn't spam you with hate mail yet. NOOOO!!!!!!"
What the cookie just happened? Any way, I'm going to have to lie about what happened to Practically everyone. Some get me a neuralizer. (MIB reference. GOOYRAWI(get out of your rock and watch it.)
Well, shockingly, I don't have a neuralyzer, I have a republica. We have Robin Hood in this Empire. But, I've digressed a lot. Lying. It's an art work. Something you need to learn and nurture, and let it fall flat on your face. Don't lie kids. Nothing ever goes good. 
But, you came here to prove you can be the best liar. You're going to go far in life. Heh Heh (Walks away slowly.) Well, Sometimes lying can save lives. But, let's get down to it. 
#1. You maggots and your hashtags shagatins and your Yolos will be exiled from the Empire.
#2. The person you're lying to isn't as dumb as you think. If you have the bloody knife in your hand, don't say it wasn't you. Make your lies believable.
#3. Tell the lie before they find out what happened. if you, let's say stole their cookie. Then your going to jail. The End.
#4Tell the lie before they find out what happened. Let's say you stole their apple juice. Tell them someone ran of with it before someone else tells them.
#%. If all else fails, DO THE HARLEM SHAKE!!!

"Ya think you know comics, right?" part 4

I've been realizing you guys can't fully read these posts, and I don't know why. I'll try to repost them using drive or something. So, last time we did the Marvel baddies, but let's get some DC crooks.


The Joker: 

Yes, we all now he is insane. But, like Batman, what can we diagnose him with, and on top of that, can he become a normal person. This was the hardest one to dig up, and in order to diagnose him, let's get his background first. In the comics, he has tons of allesies, such as Joe Kerr (I see what he did there.), and Jack Noel. However, his real name is Jack Napier. Now, sadly, this isn't from the original comics, but the 80's film, Batman. this would be adopted throughout the 80's and 90's, and on top of that, the Animated Series (best show ever) also uses this as his name. In the Movie, he was always a criminal and basically, a bad person through and through. But, using the story form the best Batman story I think, The Killing Joke, he originally was a working lab rat dare we say, making tons of money. But instead, he tried comedy. This failed horribly, like on of Yin Yan Awesome's jokes. So, trying to support his wife and unborn baby, he went to crime. Under the guise of the Red Hood, he helped break into a Chemical Plant. Basically, a visor with no real eye holes and cape doesn't make you invisible, and he falls and burns his skin from the chemicals. Physically scarred, his face was altered so bad he couldn't understand who he was. But, sadly, the very mafia he was working for had killed his wife. All of these apparently drove him insane. Or did they? According to Batman: Arkham City, he has a knack for killing the very doctors who are trying to help him.
Joker:You Promised me another doctor.
Hugo Strange: Maybe you should've killed the on I sent last week. What made you do it?
Joker: Fish gotta Swim, Birds gotta fly. Besides, it was worth it to see the look on her face. Hey, you know what, I think I have a piece of it in my pocket. 
Hugo: You are trying my patience. That's the third doctor you've killed.
Joker: Keep on sendin' 'em doc. I'm trying to break my record.

7 Gifts

HELL

My bones burn and ache, and I feel warm. Not warm like a new pair of sheets, but the warm that sends you home from school. The type of warm that makes sweat roll down your cheeks. A warm I don't find comforting. I wish, and I hope, that when a lift my eyelids, I'll be in the clouds, looking down to Ben and Mother. Ben. I miss his annoying rants about the bible. Ben. I miss his optimistic attitude at the world. Ben. I miss his cool brown hair and silky skin. Ben.

But I must be alive, cause if heaven is like this, the bible has lied to me. Flames spit in my eye as I walk alone. Without guidance. Without Faith. Without my footsteps. Just Bones, suffering and flame. This is Hell. A poor soul leads me with his shrieks. A beggar. At least he has cloths on his back.I have none. Or do I. I can't tell, because my whole body is numb. I see a ferry, with a hooded man. I'm sick of this numbness, so I'd do anything to join him.

"How much for a ride."

"For your greed, you have nothing to give."

"Please, give me a ride."

"My left eye...it is blind. You, however see perfectly. I want my sight."

"But-"

"How is a man to pilot this ferry being blind?"

His words ring in my ear. Greed. I was to selfish to give a dollar to that man. My eye is a small price to pay for redemption.

"Ride, and at the end, I expect payment in full."

Suddenly, my vision becomes clearer when I pay him. So clear in fact, I'm seeing things that shouldn't be there. I see Ben, and Mom, and...a man. Who is he? Hmmm. Something tells me I'm going the right way. I feel small. Realizing how pride led to greed, which led to...The 7 Deadly Sins. I've been committing all of them without realizing What I've done. That's why I gave my eye, to reconcile the greed. Yet I see even better! That's it. I must give back. what good I've taken from the world.

"Good Luck trying, pretty boy. Cause I've got some aces in my deck."

He's learned his lesson. Now just send him here. 

Nexus, you and I both know that he has just learned, not reconciled.

He gave his Eye!

Has he cured the wrath of others, or humbled himself. He has just learned. Let him fix the damage.

THIS WASN'T THE DEAL

Yes, but there is a new deal we both aren't part of. Hope your boy knows poker.