Lets write GS story :D

Lets start writing a GS story, :smiley: we can use GS user names and each poster can write only a paragraph. But here are some rules that need to be followed otherwise post can be deleted by mods. Rules are as follows:

  1. Each poster can write only 1 paragraph.
  2. Story can be in English or Urdu.
  3. If we are using real GS user names we cannot use bad language, we cannot personally attack them.( Really strict rules)

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I’ll start:

long time ago in year 1969, :cb: 3 fast friends thought of an idea. Really crazy one, how can they bring people together on one forum. Mr.Fraudzz said I’ll do taweez Ganda, Muzna said I’ll do witch craft ,Azkar said I’ll put a spell on it. That’s how they started…

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they danced and coded to this song and voila GS was born.

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But then the servers crashed and no matter what Azkar tried he couldn’t bring GS back. Even Mr. Fraudzz with all his magic couldn’t bring GS back. It seemed that GS was lost forever, but Azkar was not one to give up so quickly. A frantic Azkar turned to Muzna for help over and over again, however Muzna seemed the least bit worried. It seemed like she could care less. Azkar realized he was on his own and prepared his loyal steed Queer for travels to far off lands. He travelled east, he travelled west, he travelled north, he travelled south, he travelled up and down and couldn’t find the answer. Finally he travelled center where he found an old sage (**ehsan **unkle), who gave him information that no one had given him before. Muzna had sabotaged Azkar’s baby :p. Azkar was furious, but still didn’t have a solution.

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Then he approached a Pir, called X2, in the land of far far away who was known to have a solution for anything and everything. The Pir baba tapped his jaadu ki chari on Azkar’s laptop but nothing happened. He then closed his eyes and chanted some spells and mantars but to no avail. It was time to ask the crystal magic ball for help. ā€œOh magic ball, what will it take to restore the GS servers?ā€, asked X2. ā€œManu ki pata hovayā€, replied the magic ball.

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The magic ball was pure magic and it knew what life1 would later unleash so it did all that it could to lead x2 away from the answer. However, a greater and darker force waited in the shadows and a scroll fell near him.

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**X2 **hesitated before he reached for the scroll. He slowly untied the ribbon, hands shaking–he had a bad feeling, as if he was about to open pandora’s box, but it seemed like there was almost n unseen force making him unfurl the scroll. And so he did!

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The scroll was written in Chinese. Syntax error maybe!!!

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At which point queer declined to add to the story due to " no personal attack" rule.

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And with the thread- killer’s untimely appearance, the thread died of natural causes.

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Or was there more than what meets the eye???

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No it wasn’t… double checked. Dead alright

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suddenly a bright light appeared and cast a spell on the thread…

new life was breathed into the thread and the story continued

**Azkar **couldnt take it anymore he had enough: what with Muzna’s sabtage, **X2 **not being much help, a scroll in chinese …how was he supposed to save his forums :mad:? With his hands shaking he reached his loyal steed Queer… the scroll fell from his hands and fell in front of queer… the steed read the scroll with great interest-YES! he could read chinese. His eyes opened wide, he had figured out how to save his master’s forums–**queer **neighed…and nudged his master. **Azkar **was so frustrated he didnt quite care what his steed was excited about he just wanted to get home and somehow save his forums. Through the journey back home, queer, did not make a sound and galloped slowly no matter how many times his master whipped him…he was slow as if the life had been sucked out of him. All **Queer **could think about is how to communicate to his master what was written on that scroll!

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Story about the mods..So radical!!

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its starting off with the mods cuz its a story about GS and thats how GS started the rest of the members are gonna come in too…

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Meri vaari kidoon aaye gi?

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The steed abruptly stopped throwing azker in front of a aged willow tree with bright green leafy threads falling like raindrops. Beneath it an equally old decaying man sat whispering…

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Mera long gawacha!

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**Azkar **was mighty confused…why would queer stop in front of this old man? Nevertheless, he got off his steed and strode towards the man. He put his hand on the old man’s shoulder and shook it ever so slightly. The old man, turned his head and looked up at **azkar **and laughed menacingly. Startled, **Azkar **jumped back…and the old man in a booming voice, exclaimed: ā€œThe steed will read the scroll!ā€ As he made that statement, his hand came up with his index finger pointing to **queer **and it was as if a lightening bolt came out that finger and hit queer. **Queer, fell over and then got up slowly; but instead of neighing he said: ā€œwow that was a real doozyā€. Azkar’s jaw dropped…did queer **just speak or was he imagining things?!

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Out of nowhere, a middle finger appeared, pointing to the skies. Or was it the little finger?

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It was the thread killer. This time he killed it for good.