My Username comes from a story that I got from a dream. After the dream, I wrote a sort of lore about this character, and filled in some blanks that the dream had left out. Well, here goes.
Sarthon was a lonely prince who never really got out much, due to his father's paranoia of assassination. To keep things short, one thing lead to another and the his home Kingdom Aryl was decimated by the the court Mage. Noone suspected she was a Necromancer, and thus succeptible to possession by Ancient spirits from the dawn of time, before the world was shaped and men had bodies.
She went about in a craze draining the life force from the bodies of all the people in the kingdom. Yes, the entire kingdom turned on her, and they destroyed her body with swords and arrows, but that didn't slow the spectre posessing her at all. He had already started draining souls, and gaining power. He only needed to entrap The Mage's spirit, and use it a means of transportation.
Sarthon, seeing this was happening, Locked himself into The Below, a secret shelter underneath the castle, as old, or older than the castle itself. Only the royalty used it in times of war, or other such emergencies. Many wards and three hand thick door of Dragontooth Steel made it undoubtedly the safest place to find yourself trapped in all the Kingdom.
He sat there, trying to blot out the images flashing through his mind of the people he saw being destroyed, their bodies crumpling as the life force was drained. He was terribly afraid for his Parents, too. Why was he the only one in the Below? Why were his Father and Mother not there? He wondered. after a few hours he noticed he couldn't hear the Belltower ringing it's alarm anymore. In fact, he didn't hear anything. It was eerily quiet, and it stayed that way for hours. Eventually he fell into an unfitful sleep, plagued by dreams of what had happened, and of his father and all that he loved being drained, and slowly dying.
He was jolted awake by a blood curdling scream. He was suddenly terrified for his mother, the only woman that knew of the Below. Had she been attacked while trying to escape to the Below? he rushed to the door, and just as he was struggling to push it open, and help his mother, a hand pushed through the door, and through his chest. It looked as if it were somehow made of steam. He suddenly heard the scream again, but clearer. It was the Court Mage! "No! Gods, no! Please, not him! You can't kill him! Please, stop! I beg you, spare him!" Suddenly Sarthon felt something in his chest grow cold, and he felt as if he were being crushed by a massive weight. He was weak, and could barely stand. "No! You can't do this! YOU CAN'T DO THIS! STOP" The Court Mage then said to Sarthon "Sarthon, you've got to stop him. He'll rip the souls from the entire WORLD if you don't stop him. Sarthon, I'm so, so very sorry, but you have to stop him. It will mean watching everyone you love die. You will see beauty in this world, and you will watch it wither and die many times over, but it's what has to be done. Sarthon, my consiousness will fade soon, and it will just be the spectre. I'm keeping him from ripping your soul. If you are to ever beat him, you'll need this. He cannot have the power he has taken from the souls of this kingdom."
Sarthon suddenly realised what she was doing. he had studied these things in the castle's Arcanum Library. Researches and theories of transporting souls from one catalyst to another, infusing bodies with multiple souls. Of course it was said to be impossible in the books, and completely inhumane, but such things he found himself reading in his many board hours in the castle. "No, You- You can't! It would destroy me!" Sarthon pleaded "Chances are it will, but it's our only hope. I brought this into the world, and I have to at least try to do something about it" The grasp on his chest got tighter, and he realized he was shivering violently. "Sarthon, Whatever happens, do not let yourself become bitter there will be more pain than you could ever imagine. It will leave you scarred, and broken, but you have to keep pushing on. Walk the lands, and find the Spectre. Avenge me. Walk the lands until you walk the Void. When I do this, I'm going to die. He will be dispelled for a few hundred years, but he will keep my spirit, and use it to pass back into the world. When he does, you must be ready."
Suddenly the cold was replaced by a warmth that flooded through him, and there was a warm light that started to cloud his vision. Soon, everything was tinted gold, and then the tint became so thick he couldn't see. Sarthon had no idea what was going on. he was still in the Below, scared to come out, and eventually he wept.
While he was sobbing, after a while, he started to hear screams, and things like "No" or "Please no" over and over again. The souls. It was the final actions the souls had made. It was the kingdom's last words. After a while he heard his mothers voice, "Please, I beg you, spare us, we have no quarrel with-" and then it cut off. More sobbing. Later, I heard my Father's voice. More of the same. Sarthon was, after all, a fifteen year old boy who had just been infused with seven thousand, five hundred and sixty three souls, as of the last census.
After a while, Sarthon opened his eyes and realised he could see again. He could see perfectly fine. He looked down at his hands, and saw that they were covered in what appeared to be droplets of liquid gold, but that couldn't be. It wasn't hot to the touch. He eremebered that he had been crying on his hands, and was suddenly alarmed. He had read of the many diffenrent and terrible things that happens to the body when infused with magic. He bolted to his feet, and ran to a dusty old mirror on one of the walls of the Below. When he stood in from of it, he saw his suspicions were true. His eyes had been turned into what appeared to be gold. How am I able to see? What had happened? Am I going to die? He wondered many things, his mind a flurry of thoughts, questions, screams and emotions. He finally decided he'd risk coming up out of the Below. He needed to find someone he could trust, and someone who could tell him if he was going to die.
Anyway, I sort of base different things in minecraft off of that story. There's much, much more, but I suppose I could say that's the end to chapter one of the dream. Oh, and yeah, it's a bit dark at the beginning, but for those of you wondering, there is happy parts too, and many triumphs, etc. It's just that the beginning to the story is tragic. Also, for those others of you who are wondering, Yes, I do have very interesting dreams, and I am always very happy when I remember them, as they are usually adventures and things like this.
I'll not get into the full story, but my name that I've been using for quite a long time was derived from "Mettaur", a recurring enemy in the Mega Man franchise.
Y'know, these guys:
I was brought up on the wonderful world of sci-fi and had a particular love for star wars (don't we all?) And, I was making an account for club penguin in it's early years before Minecraft. My older brother suggested a name from star wars, so I thought I could use something like Anakin, and then I though Samakin to link with my name Sam. Since then it has become my alternate life, ever since then it's been my other name. And I'm glad.
-Samakin
Mine, Blaklab66, My mom came up with while we were creating my minecraft account, and suprisingly it was really catchy... as soon as I make a friend on a server I say: "Call me Blak" because just like in other names, such as my name in these forums, my nickname would be "Blockage" or better yet, Blakage (xD just came up with that) and that is the story of my IGN.
I was actually wating for someone to ask me that, It's a funny story.
My usual username is Codebracker, and I've been using it since I was four.
English is not my fist language and I just started learning it (from pokemon cards),
I was making an account for the bionicle page and wanted a username that sounded cool, so after a week I decided to go with Code breaker - as you probably guesed I didn't learn to spell yet.
The username stuck and I've ben using it for any and every game so far, turns out that a misspelled username is rarely taken so I never had to change it.
The story behind the 0 is kinda silly, I managed to steal my own username.
When I decided to buy minecraft I created an mojang account and found out you can reserve an username before you buy it, I thought why not and put in Codebracker.
Imagine my surprise when I bought it and I got a "this username is already taken" message, and my reserved username was empty .
My IGN is TheIronLombax, because of my favourite gaming series: Ratchet and Clank. Ratchet is a Lombax, and in one of the games, Size Matters, there's a multiplayer game mode called "Iron Lombax", so I stuck with TheIronLombax. I originally wanted to be NFSfreak, reason being Need For Speed games formed a part of my childhood, but that name was taken.
Tanu was the name of a LEGO Bionicle fan character I made up a long time ago. Toa was his title, and "species," in a way. (But not quite... BIONICLE lore is complicated.) I don't necessarily love the name, especially when people keep calling me "toat" or mistyping it as "toatuna," (for the record, the proper abbreviation is "Tanu.") but it's better than most things I could think of at the time. My "other" internet name, Ithirahad, was just a name I made up for fantasy games, but it ended up spilling over to pretty much every single primary MMO character, RP alias, or other similar thing.
My name is... well... rather close to me.
Ever since i was little, i always want to be the best.ALWAYS.Each time i dont i just run feom whatever the situation is.Ever since last 2 years i played alone.Singleplayer all day,everyday.you could probably tell i didnt have a lot of friends then.moving schools 2 times doesnt help much either.So one of my "friends" kept on talking on and on ad on about playing on servers.That time i didnt know anything on multiplayer.so that time my name was only well, my real life name.So i thought about creating a username.i googled things that souned cool and what it actually meant. Until oneday i was searching for a top 10 list of pokemon.Arceus is always number 1. The more i read about it i knew it was the strongest ,the "god" pokemon.so was only Arceus for a while on servers.Until i had some troubled times.going through them was hard.i thought to myself maybe im just THAT strong to be able to go on in life.so
came up with Alpha.The first,The strongest.After playing on many servers alot of people know me.A lot. Everytime i see people i dont even know they just go HEY its alpha!Things sound right from then on.im at the peak of mt.Happiness.Now,well...I dont know what happens after this.
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
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My name "OrangeMoon" came up about 2 months before i started playing minecraft back in January 2013. I was playing another game and I wanted to join the forum their. I didn't want to use my real name like I did before because I never liked being called by my name. So with my loving of astronomy and the color orange, I created the name. Even till this day I like my name (even though I like the winter moon more, but I still like orange).
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Yes the moon can be orange, you'll see it when the moon has just risen.
Cheese door, iron sky, happy Iceland. I just said random words. The reason of this: complete random, but the question is, why are you reading this?
I was playing Halo bout 8 years ago or so and I was looking around and saw that Spartans had numbers so I wanted a good name with relation to Spartans. I came up with trying to chose the Master Chief but saw that was unoriginal so I decided to name my self Spartan and later decided 322 because 3 is my number and two 2s just seemed good and thus the name Spartan322 was born and I felt it fit so well
"godk" is simply acronymic for "ghost of delete key"
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so, you ask what the heck is that?
well, back when the interwebz were 3p1c, and Usenet was king, I would spend a lot of time trolling newsgroups and generally ragging on WebTV users. I posted some dubious "poetry" in alt.arts.poetry_comments, and was flamed by some self-important poetaster, one Gary Gamble (possibly the Canadian radio personality, but certainly a henceforth known plagiarist).
In respons to my offering, he droned:
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I remember now, I read this before.
This is the kind of thing I would just read once and forget about.
The first part has that all-too familiar ghost of delete key editorial
flavour that reduces it to a code apparently understood by only the
writer and no one else. Then comes the bleedthrough into the
elemental conceptual swirling statment of vague nothingness.
Then there is the attempted cutesy turn at the end that leaves me
thinking nothing but: *next*. Sorry, post something else.
I can't even think of a suggestion for improving this other than
trashing it and starting over after reading a lot of poetry.
lel
I had never heard of "delete key editorial", nor was I aware that i reeked of its ghost.
I misread read it as "ghost of delete key" editorial...
Once i figured out what he was on about, I still thought the other way of reading it was far more interdasting... so I claimed it for my internet presence. In roughly 14 years, I'm the only ghost of delete key running around the web, so it's suits me fine. I use "godk" where space wont permit the full name.
I'm sure that was so interesting, and I'm hardly surprised you didn't tl:dr.
/sarcasm
I got that name from an old game, a long time ago, called MagiQuest.
in that game, there are ranks, (Beginner Magi, Magi, Senior Magi, and Master Magi.)
once the game went out of buisness, i named myself Mastermagi because i wanted to remember the game, and to honor my amazing feat of becoming a Master Magi, the highest rank in the game (it was really hard. trust me.)
*le funny story*
when i was five or so, i had a Club Penguin account, and my username was jeveuxjouer, which means "i want to play" in french (and yes, i speak french fluently) because all the usernames that i wanted where taken.
I have had a lot of IGN's but the only one i am still using is AlphaFox_13 the history of it is really quite long however i will tell it anyway it began when i was 12 i had several friends and we made a group where all the member got to chose a animal code name mine was fox i so when i turned 13 and got my first PC and had to create an IGN i decided it should be some thing Fox and it turned out that Alpha was what i chose as there is always an alpha wolf a leader of the pack so i decided to be the AlphaFox but of course that was taken so in most games i am AlphaFox_13 or some similar adaption. several times i have had to use other names but in general that is my most common name
My IGN:
I was 9. I was gearing a catchy song, and I was greatly inspired by it, like all other 9 year olds. I smashed a combo in my mind, and since I was inspired by video games and ninjas (like all other 9 year olds), and since as a 9 year old, I thought numbers were the coolest username trend back then. So, when the majestic combo had finished, it came out as "ninjatwist321". Now that i'm older, and things have changed, that i realize numbers are unoriginal, I'd change it to Ninjatwist or Ninjatwist_, but the downside is that my old friends, such as bmxer2001 or ARavinMadMonkey won't recognize me, which is why I'm forced to stay as ninjatwist321, a childish, unoriginal username. On any MMO with a medieval theme, you'll see me as Brutishace. However, on any other game, I am, as almost always, ninjatwist321 or Ninjatwist, since the name rang out in my head.
PS: If you see bmxer2001, or ARavinMadMonkey, tell them I have my greatest condolences.
My name comes from three things. My real name is Christopher so Kitt is a short version of that. The Kid comes from the fact that when i was much younger and my mother would want me to do something she always called "kid come here" and I knew she wanted me to do some chore for her. Kid also comes from the fact that I always jokingly told my friends and family I suffered from peter pan syndrome and would never grow up, I would always be a kid at heart. so when I started on the web back in the AOL days i just choose a name that reflected who I am and I've had it now for over 25 years. I am considering changing it now though. In a lot of games people assume I'm 15 and a noob. Or some kind of stalker when they actually find out I'm an adult. So a lot of my stuff is switching to Kitteran and I'm not to sure about it. I've had the kidkitt alias for so long that I feel like i'm betraying an old friend. Oh and just to let everyone know I'm not saying young players are noobs or that older players are stalkers. Just that some people stereotype.
Mine is an interesting story, but only for those actually interested in learning the reason why the white-haired sovereign is named as he is. If you asked me, my short answer would be "Because the character I created myself is named Heric." But his name origin is tied to my own.
It started a long time ago. Maybe when I was 8. Not sure. I joined my first ever online community. Neopets. As I had to think up a good username to join, I jumped to the first thing that popped into my head.
Supercute.
Of course, my brother was aiding me in creating my account, and I understood the wisdom when he said I might be mistaken for a girl with that username. So I chose instead something long enough to remember, but easy enough to say. Thus, on neopets, I am now Hereicomenow.
A few years later, we discovered a fan site with a great community on it's forums. As I know some forums are rather touchy about mentioning other forums, I shall not name the site. Regardless, the community was great, and it was my first taste of roleplaying. Naturally, my name, still being hereicomenow, was rather long, so it got abbreviated time and time again. Comenow was the most common one. I believe sometimes it got abbreviated as Here, HICN, and some others. But then, one member abbreviated it in a way no one had before.
Heric.
This name had a nice ring to it. Short, yet cool. Thus, after promptly thanking them for the new name, I switched mine to...Dark Heric. While everyone still called me Heric, I use Dark Heric, or Lord Heric, as an alternate name when my five-letter persona is already taken. Which I'm pretty sure it hadn't been taken, but still...(The Dark/Lord prefix was more a representation of preferring the dark side when it came to fantasy)
I don't remember who called me it first. It may very well have been my best friend on that forum, who addressed herself as 'Moogi'. Might have been Raven/Valka. Maybe even _johnpaul, an old RPing buddy.
If anyone recognized me anywhere else, feel free to give me a holler here or there. Also, if the place has a searchbar, just type in 'Heric'. Heck, I bet you could google my name, and find my material(Albeit mostly here.)
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Would you rather read a story of knights and dragons, or be in one?
I'm glad people support my dragon raising. Could I ask for assistance with this one now?
Check out my dragon scroll(http://dragcave.net/user/Heric) if you want to see the dragons I have. I may get more dragons later.
Well, I've only been playing video games for 3-4 years ever since I started playing Pokemanz (I can't believe it either, but I'm under 15) so when I was introduced to Minecraft, I was hooked. When I finally bought it, I liked the nature of Endermen. How they scare people, and how people use them along with Ender dragons to make up MC stories (I've seen this before). And since I'm pretty young, but I look older then I am because of my height and I am a "kid", I created TheEnderKid. However, this name was taken when I signed up, so I took TheEnderKid55 (in Pocket Edition), but later changed it to TheEnderKidTZX (the TZX is for private reasons plus this is my username on PC Edition). I wanted to make an awesome backstory about TheEnderKid, who betrayed Herobrine and stuff but I haven't been working on it. But it's not exactly my main username. My username is always like this: "The<insert something here that relates to whatever I'm signing up for>KidTZX". On games where you create your own games (Createrria for iOS) or multiple games that use the same account (.i.e. XBox Live, it's the only thing I can think of right now) I call myself TheUltraKidTZX. In Pokemanz forums or other stuff I call myself "TheElekidTZX" (hah it's already a kid). You get the point. I'm just TheKidTZX. A kid I am.
Sarthon was a lonely prince who never really got out much, due to his father's paranoia of assassination. To keep things short, one thing lead to another and the his home Kingdom Aryl was decimated by the the court Mage. Noone suspected she was a Necromancer, and thus succeptible to possession by Ancient spirits from the dawn of time, before the world was shaped and men had bodies.
She went about in a craze draining the life force from the bodies of all the people in the kingdom. Yes, the entire kingdom turned on her, and they destroyed her body with swords and arrows, but that didn't slow the spectre posessing her at all. He had already started draining souls, and gaining power. He only needed to entrap The Mage's spirit, and use it a means of transportation.
Sarthon, seeing this was happening, Locked himself into The Below, a secret shelter underneath the castle, as old, or older than the castle itself. Only the royalty used it in times of war, or other such emergencies. Many wards and three hand thick door of Dragontooth Steel made it undoubtedly the safest place to find yourself trapped in all the Kingdom.
He sat there, trying to blot out the images flashing through his mind of the people he saw being destroyed, their bodies crumpling as the life force was drained. He was terribly afraid for his Parents, too. Why was he the only one in the Below? Why were his Father and Mother not there? He wondered. after a few hours he noticed he couldn't hear the Belltower ringing it's alarm anymore. In fact, he didn't hear anything. It was eerily quiet, and it stayed that way for hours. Eventually he fell into an unfitful sleep, plagued by dreams of what had happened, and of his father and all that he loved being drained, and slowly dying.
He was jolted awake by a blood curdling scream. He was suddenly terrified for his mother, the only woman that knew of the Below. Had she been attacked while trying to escape to the Below? he rushed to the door, and just as he was struggling to push it open, and help his mother, a hand pushed through the door, and through his chest. It looked as if it were somehow made of steam. He suddenly heard the scream again, but clearer. It was the Court Mage! "No! Gods, no! Please, not him! You can't kill him! Please, stop! I beg you, spare him!" Suddenly Sarthon felt something in his chest grow cold, and he felt as if he were being crushed by a massive weight. He was weak, and could barely stand. "No! You can't do this! YOU CAN'T DO THIS! STOP" The Court Mage then said to Sarthon "Sarthon, you've got to stop him. He'll rip the souls from the entire WORLD if you don't stop him. Sarthon, I'm so, so very sorry, but you have to stop him. It will mean watching everyone you love die. You will see beauty in this world, and you will watch it wither and die many times over, but it's what has to be done. Sarthon, my consiousness will fade soon, and it will just be the spectre. I'm keeping him from ripping your soul. If you are to ever beat him, you'll need this. He cannot have the power he has taken from the souls of this kingdom."
Sarthon suddenly realised what she was doing. he had studied these things in the castle's Arcanum Library. Researches and theories of transporting souls from one catalyst to another, infusing bodies with multiple souls. Of course it was said to be impossible in the books, and completely inhumane, but such things he found himself reading in his many board hours in the castle. "No, You- You can't! It would destroy me!" Sarthon pleaded "Chances are it will, but it's our only hope. I brought this into the world, and I have to at least try to do something about it" The grasp on his chest got tighter, and he realized he was shivering violently. "Sarthon, Whatever happens, do not let yourself become bitter there will be more pain than you could ever imagine. It will leave you scarred, and broken, but you have to keep pushing on. Walk the lands, and find the Spectre. Avenge me. Walk the lands until you walk the Void. When I do this, I'm going to die. He will be dispelled for a few hundred years, but he will keep my spirit, and use it to pass back into the world. When he does, you must be ready."
Suddenly the cold was replaced by a warmth that flooded through him, and there was a warm light that started to cloud his vision. Soon, everything was tinted gold, and then the tint became so thick he couldn't see. Sarthon had no idea what was going on. he was still in the Below, scared to come out, and eventually he wept.
While he was sobbing, after a while, he started to hear screams, and things like "No" or "Please no" over and over again. The souls. It was the final actions the souls had made. It was the kingdom's last words. After a while he heard his mothers voice, "Please, I beg you, spare us, we have no quarrel with-" and then it cut off. More sobbing. Later, I heard my Father's voice. More of the same. Sarthon was, after all, a fifteen year old boy who had just been infused with seven thousand, five hundred and sixty three souls, as of the last census.
After a while, Sarthon opened his eyes and realised he could see again. He could see perfectly fine. He looked down at his hands, and saw that they were covered in what appeared to be droplets of liquid gold, but that couldn't be. It wasn't hot to the touch. He eremebered that he had been crying on his hands, and was suddenly alarmed. He had read of the many diffenrent and terrible things that happens to the body when infused with magic. He bolted to his feet, and ran to a dusty old mirror on one of the walls of the Below. When he stood in from of it, he saw his suspicions were true. His eyes had been turned into what appeared to be gold. How am I able to see? What had happened? Am I going to die? He wondered many things, his mind a flurry of thoughts, questions, screams and emotions. He finally decided he'd risk coming up out of the Below. He needed to find someone he could trust, and someone who could tell him if he was going to die.
Anyway, I sort of base different things in minecraft off of that story. There's much, much more, but I suppose I could say that's the end to chapter one of the dream. Oh, and yeah, it's a bit dark at the beginning, but for those of you wondering, there is happy parts too, and many triumphs, etc. It's just that the beginning to the story is tragic. Also, for those others of you who are wondering, Yes, I do have very interesting dreams, and I am always very happy when I remember them, as they are usually adventures and things like this.
Y'know, these guys:
-Samakin
My usual username is Codebracker, and I've been using it since I was four.
English is not my fist language and I just started learning it (from pokemon cards),
I was making an account for the bionicle page and wanted a username that sounded cool, so after a week I decided to go with Code breaker - as you probably guesed I didn't learn to spell yet.
The username stuck and I've ben using it for any and every game so far, turns out that a misspelled username is rarely taken so I never had to change it.
The story behind the 0 is kinda silly, I managed to steal my own username.
When I decided to buy minecraft I created an mojang account and found out you can reserve an username before you buy it, I thought why not and put in Codebracker.
Imagine my surprise when I bought it and I got a "this username is already taken" message, and my reserved username was empty .
Apparently you ran from grammar class.
Yes the moon can be orange, you'll see it when the moon has just risen.
Cheese door, iron sky, happy Iceland. I just said random words. The reason of this: complete random, but the question is, why are you reading this?
I may be crazy, or maybe you're the crazy one, time will spill it soon enough
click us, or we die
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so, you ask what the heck is that?
well, back when the interwebz were 3p1c, and Usenet was king, I would spend a lot of time trolling newsgroups and generally ragging on WebTV users. I posted some dubious "poetry" in alt.arts.poetry_comments, and was flamed by some self-important poetaster, one Gary Gamble (possibly the Canadian radio personality, but certainly a henceforth known plagiarist).
In respons to my offering, he droned:
lel
I had never heard of "delete key editorial", nor was I aware that i reeked of its ghost.
I misread read it as "ghost of delete key" editorial...
Once i figured out what he was on about, I still thought the other way of reading it was far more interdasting... so I claimed it for my internet presence. In roughly 14 years, I'm the only ghost of delete key running around the web, so it's suits me fine. I use "godk" where space wont permit the full name.
I'm sure that was so interesting, and I'm hardly surprised you didn't tl:dr.
/sarcasm
informationhighway...
I is cute kitten
I got that name from an old game, a long time ago, called MagiQuest.
in that game, there are ranks, (Beginner Magi, Magi, Senior Magi, and Master Magi.)
once the game went out of buisness, i named myself Mastermagi because i wanted to remember the game, and to honor my amazing feat of becoming a Master Magi, the highest rank in the game (it was really hard. trust me.)
*le funny story*
when i was five or so, i had a Club Penguin account, and my username was jeveuxjouer, which means "i want to play" in french (and yes, i speak french fluently) because all the usernames that i wanted where taken.
Be involved in the Survival of Modding in the Post-Notch Era. Enigma + M3L + LiteLoader/API + BlazeLoader {ALL Open-Source!}
I was 9. I was gearing a catchy song, and I was greatly inspired by it, like all other 9 year olds. I smashed a combo in my mind, and since I was inspired by video games and ninjas (like all other 9 year olds), and since as a 9 year old, I thought numbers were the coolest username trend back then. So, when the majestic combo had finished, it came out as "ninjatwist321". Now that i'm older, and things have changed, that i realize numbers are unoriginal, I'd change it to Ninjatwist or Ninjatwist_, but the downside is that my old friends, such as bmxer2001 or ARavinMadMonkey won't recognize me, which is why I'm forced to stay as ninjatwist321, a childish, unoriginal username. On any MMO with a medieval theme, you'll see me as Brutishace. However, on any other game, I am, as almost always, ninjatwist321 or Ninjatwist, since the name rang out in my head.
PS: If you see bmxer2001, or ARavinMadMonkey, tell them I have my greatest condolences.
An alternate timeline emerges.
However, we must first start from the beginning...
It started a long time ago. Maybe when I was 8. Not sure. I joined my first ever online community. Neopets. As I had to think up a good username to join, I jumped to the first thing that popped into my head.
Supercute.
Of course, my brother was aiding me in creating my account, and I understood the wisdom when he said I might be mistaken for a girl with that username. So I chose instead something long enough to remember, but easy enough to say. Thus, on neopets, I am now Hereicomenow.
A few years later, we discovered a fan site with a great community on it's forums. As I know some forums are rather touchy about mentioning other forums, I shall not name the site. Regardless, the community was great, and it was my first taste of roleplaying. Naturally, my name, still being hereicomenow, was rather long, so it got abbreviated time and time again. Comenow was the most common one. I believe sometimes it got abbreviated as Here, HICN, and some others. But then, one member abbreviated it in a way no one had before.
Heric.
This name had a nice ring to it. Short, yet cool. Thus, after promptly thanking them for the new name, I switched mine to...Dark Heric. While everyone still called me Heric, I use Dark Heric, or Lord Heric, as an alternate name when my five-letter persona is already taken. Which I'm pretty sure it hadn't been taken, but still...(The Dark/Lord prefix was more a representation of preferring the dark side when it came to fantasy)
I don't remember who called me it first. It may very well have been my best friend on that forum, who addressed herself as 'Moogi'. Might have been Raven/Valka. Maybe even _johnpaul, an old RPing buddy.
If anyone recognized me anywhere else, feel free to give me a holler here or there. Also, if the place has a searchbar, just type in 'Heric'. Heck, I bet you could google my name, and find my material(Albeit mostly here.)
Would you rather read a story of knights and dragons, or be in one?
I'm glad people support my dragon raising. Could I ask for assistance with this one now?
Check out my dragon scroll(http://dragcave.net/user/Heric) if you want to see the dragons I have. I may get more dragons later.
But I thought I was 0% noob :'(…