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Re: Banland: The Story of a ROBLOXian - Fan Fiction
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| 22 Aug 2010 09:49 PM |
Since people nowadays are too lazy to copy and paste a link into the URL Bar, I'm just going to post all the Banland chapters here. Just keep in mind, they're very long :3
[NOTE: THERE MAY BE GRAMMAR ERRORS, SPELLING, ETC.]
CHAPTER ONE -
Day 1:
As I write this, I am heading down the road to Banland in an old Van. It was being driven by a ROBLOXian in a ninja mask, which doesn’t make me feel very comfortable.
He calls my name several times for no apparent reason. “Nick89... Nick89...” It’s starting to creep me out…
I’m sitting in the back of the rickety old van, strapped to my seat and it’s bumpy. I’m having a hard time writing this down, but somehow I’m doing it. I look out of the window in despair, not knowing what lies ahead of me.
I’ve heard many rumors about Banland. People said it’s this huge jail where people like Minish, Dignity and Fleskhjerta end up in, waiting out their bans or being stuck there forever.
I’m not sure if I believe those rumors, but I’ll see it with my own eyes soon.
You may be wondering how I ended up in this old van, on a bumpy road to Banland. Well, let’s just say it’s a long story.
It all started off when my friend Jacob5893 tricked me into something that would make the Mods go ban-happy. Or at least, that was how it looked from my perspective.
We were at the Underground war by Stickmasterluke, when Jacob had said he needed to talk to me in private. I was a little confused, Jacob was a very social guy. Even if they were near a big group of people, and he had something to say and it was private, he’d still blurt it out.
I responded with an uneasy “OK”, and we walked over to the corner where we could get away from the chaos of ranting ROBLOXians.
“Hey dude, wait here, OK? I’ll be up in that tower.” He pointed to the farthest tower from where they stood, his voice sounded strange.
I was a little wary, but agreed. That was what he needed to say in private?
He headed toward the tower, walking strangely too. He wondered what was going on, but turned around to face the wall in boredom. So much for getting a couple of KOs.
I waited a few moments, but after 5 minutes of solitude, I turned around and headed for the tower.
When I climbed up, I was surprised to find that Jacob was not there. I wondered what had happened, and debated the chances that he was hiding somewhere from me, as a joke.
I moved toward the holes, taking out my sniper and started looking for him, also being cautious of enemies possibly in the area. Then I started feeling lightheaded.
It lagged. It lagged a lot. Then, after 5 minutes, I could finally see what was going on. I looked down, and dropped my Sniper. About 500 strange symbols were circling around me, chanting in a weird language. I tried to get away, but they followed me where ever I went. I tried taking out my sword, in hope of killing them, but to no avail.
Then all of a sudden, they vanished and left a piece of paper in it’s haste.
“By the time you read this message, the Mods will be on their way. ~Jacob”
The Mods? On their way to where? And what was up with all the symbols? And this was a note left by Jacob?? I was confused, and as I started to move toward another tower I felt the presence of someone behind me. Next thing I knew, I was out.
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| 22 Aug 2010 09:49 PM |
CHAPTER TWO -
The Van suddenly came to a stop, and I put down my pencil and notebook to look out the window. I was expecting a large gray building, hidden under a gray sky and a blanket of fog, but what I found was nothing like that.
What I saw were two GIANT black gates, probably hiding what was behind it. They stood high than any building I’ve seen in the city. I assumed the big gates were for high security, but I couldn’t bring myself to fully believe that.
The driver got out of his seat, and came to undo the strap that held me in my place. I jumped onto the ground, and stared at the gates in amazement.
The driver handcuffed my arms to my back, and led the way. The gates seemed to get even bigger when they closed the distance.
Soon, we were right in front of them, close enough that I could touch one with my shoulder. I started to get closer, when the driver pulled me away.
I turned to look at the guy sitting in a small brown room, no windows or doors or anything. Just a big rectangle in the front that looked like there might have been something there before, but was gone now.
“Hey Rick, we got another one here.” The driver said. The guy looked at me and said, “Argh, a young boy like him? How long he in for?”
I was about to speak up when the driver did so for me. “He’s in for 14 days until the Admins decided what’s the best amount of time for him. This little pesk hacked the ROBLOX HQ, but luckily the Admins were able to stop him before he could do any serious damage.” The driver tugged on his Ninja mask.
“A hacker, eh?” He responded, looking at me again.
I felt uncomfortable that I was being blamed for something I didn’t do. I knew Jacob was behind this, but I had no idea why. I never even knew Jake was a professional Hacker…
I remember when I was little growing up in Blockville. It was a small, cheerful town, but pretty boring.
Nothing really happened, until one day a Hacker arrived.
He went by the name of H.T.T.E, a name I never thought would belong to a hacker. I didn’t know what it meant, but it still didn’t look right for him.
Well anyway, he came a long and caused a whole commotion. He started deleting buildings, spamming the chat, and even hacked some Admin Commands and started torturing everyone. Fortunately, my parents were able to evacuate safely until the Admins finally put the Hacker down. But when we came back, the town was in ruins.
I’ve heard of the art of Hacking, but never learned how it was done. I knew the Admins kept in touch with all of ROBLOXia to make sure that Hackers wouldn’t be able to burn places to the ground. For years, they were trying to shut down a group of Hackers called SITH. They’ve tried for years and years, but for the past few months SITH has gone into hiding.
Finally, after the driver and the box guy stopped talking, he pressed a button and the big gates opened. They moved slowly, but swiftly.
Soon after the gates had opened completely, the driver pushed me in, and led the way.
I was surprised to see that there was no building, just dark land. It was pretty foggy, and it almost look like they were in a dark Heaven, with gray clouds below them.
But I knew it was more of a Hell…
After walking for a couple of minutes, we finally stopped and the driver spoke up.
“You’re here.” He said. I looked around. “I’m where?” I asked.
“In Banland, fool.” He replied. I nearly jumped back in surprise.
“THIS, is Banland??? What happened to all the Jail Cells, and all the famous people locked up all by themselves?” I spit out, frantically.
“Psh, those are silly rumors stupid ROBLOXians spread out of boredom. Banland is just an empty land where all you bad kids go. The only reason no one has spoken up saying this is the real Banland is because they find it more interesting thinking of it as a Jail.” He answered.
I looked around, but failed to see any sign of ROBLOXians wandering around
“Where is everyone…?” I asked quietly.
He replied, “Probably off somewhere deeper into the fog. Oh, and if you’re looking for Minish, Dignity, or any of those guys, they’re all dead. Officially.”
“WHAT!?!” I yelled. “But, I thought since this is Banland, they’d end up here forever!”
The Driver shook his head. “No way man, nu uh. Every single one of those guys get executed 30 days in. Not a single one of those fools are left.”
Executed?? They get EXECUTED!? I’d always thought of Banland as a jail, and always thought those people banned forever would end up being stuck in Banland for the rest of their lives. I was wrong. WAY wrong.
As I started reforming my idea of Banland, the Driver spoke.
“Well kid, I’ve got to go. Hope the Admins don’t give you the Death sentence, you seem nice.” He shook his keys, and headed back toward the gate.
If he was putting his guard down all of a sudden, it didn’t show. And as he slowly disappeared into the fog, I turned around.
Banland. This was Banland. If the Admins though it was fair, I might end up here for 30 Days until the moment they finally decided it was time to execute.
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| 16 Mar 2012 08:37 AM |
| Will there be a part 3 and so on? |
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| 16 Mar 2012 08:38 AM |
| Why the hell are you bumping old threads. |
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| 16 Mar 2012 08:43 AM |
| i want a part 3 lol ikc if it an old thread this is epic |
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| 31 Mar 2012 05:21 PM |
Yep
~"Go to the moon, you ain't got no problems" Newt 2012~ |
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cyber08
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| 31 Mar 2012 05:22 PM |
| I rember going on the High security train to banland, the glass was electric from the outside and you were chained to the seats, talk = torture. |
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| 31 Mar 2012 05:26 PM |
| I am a little bit lazy today, I am not going to read. |
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| 31 Mar 2012 05:28 PM |
| Um.....Why is there an old thread? |
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Jinxy1234
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| 31 Mar 2012 05:34 PM |
| I loved it, I want a part 3! |
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habboguy
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| 24 May 2012 07:19 AM |
| can i make a film about this in Garry's mod if i have time? |
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