Akhilleus' X-mas gold give-away.

Dear Guild Wars Santy Clause,
My mother and father were ripped to shreds by agent of ascalon who i heard was working with the human hating charr. I have to feed off of the scraps of the few lvl 1 moa birds ive been able to catch in my barbed trap. If santa could just come through this once and help me i might be able to finally get a nice present for my love who shall be unnamed(Akhilleus') if u could just gimme a little x-mas bonus id love u and id make a guild called i love santa and yeah my baby elementalist got sent to the hospital recently he got his hands on a superior rune of fire magic and well he already did the quest for flare and his hand eye coordination isnt exactly top of the line if u catch my drift and i need this money to afford a monk for him the doctor said he will need a constant mending for 3 months and that doesnt come cheap all in all if u dont give me the money im going to rob the storage people on my mesmer(domination magic gotta love it )

Akhilleus' you complete me hugs and kisses from smashy

Dear Guildwars Santa

My name is Tyson The Slayer, I have tryed to be a very good N/M this year , There is a number of good things that i have done this year.

1st I always try to help out my guildmates that are new to the game, even if it means leaving a mission group to do so ( Srry leaveing the mission guys )

2nd There are Always beggers/noobs in the game who are asking for money or weapon or a free run, so i comply by giving them a few "K" or some of the many max dmg weapons that i get wile farming. And i try to give people runs even if i think i can't do them, but suprizingly i end up completing the run without dieing

3rd I was honest and paid the runner i was with unlike the rest of my group who scammed the runner and left him/her crying for money.

I could always use 100k for the odd weapon or piece of armor, just no lumps of coal in my stocking this year plz

There will be a plate of your favorite cookies w8ing for you at my house when and if you drop off the 100k to me.

ING----> Tyson The Slayer/ Satins Monk/ Wulfgar Fang


P.S. Have a very merry christmas, honica and quansa everybody, srry for the spelling

dear santa,


my name is coldacid. i know i have not been the best boy this year, but i have tried. i know you missed me last year cause i spent last christmas away from my family in iraq. protecting and fighting for freedom. and i know you dont fly over iraq cause it is a closed airspace. i dont blame i watched the sky light up many of nights. but thankfully i returned in march to my wife. my fellow servicemen got me home alive. so since i am home this year i am hoping i dont get passed up again. merry christmas santa.



your friend,
Sgt Akalan, Travis U.S. Army
a.k.a-coldacid

Many Christmases ago and sometime during the Guild Wars, there was a monk who lived in Ascalon City. This monk was like any other monk, purified and loyal to Dwayna. The month of December had befallen Ascalon quickly that year and the monk felt that something was missing. "Ascalon needs something...something merry," the monk thought to himself. So the monk went on a quest to find the perfect something (for he did not know what it would be) for Ascalon. The monk visited the Ashford Abbey, Wizard's Folley, Fort Ranik, and even braved the depths of the Catacombs to search for the perfect something.

During his trek in the Catacombs he became lost and disoriented in the underground labyrinth. He wandered for hours until he saw a strip of light poking through the ceiling of the tunnel. He climbed out through an opening and found himself in a frozen land unknown to him. Night was falling and now Christmas was one day closer. The monk took shelter in a nearby cave. There he started a fire and took out some meat he had stored in his belt pouch and cooked it for dinner. Soon after dinner he lay down to rest and catch some sleep to continue his journey the next day. "The perfect something..." he mumbled as he dozed off into dream land.

During his dreams the monk was visited by a Vision of Dwayna...wearing a cute Santa hat. The Vision of Dwayna spoke in an elegant voice to the monk. "Search for the Jolly King!" whispered the Vision. The monk nodded in his sleep and the Vision of Dwanya faded away into the night.

The next morning the monk set out to find the Jolly King, who happened to be related to the Mad King. The monk knew nothing else about the Jolly King but he still endeavored. Stomping through the snow in the frozen tundra he came upon a sign. An odd sign, cane shaped, red and white. It read, "To the Jolly King's Workshop" and pointed South to a pass through a valley. So the monk entered the pass and for the first time in his journey, he felt uneasy. He felt as if someone or something was watching him. The monk, wanting to get out of the valley as quickly as possible, started to run. Breathing heavily he turned sharply along the valley wall and smacked right into an boulder elemental looking monster. The monk was knocked onto his back and was frightened at the massive red and white striped elemental. The monk's tension and fright quickly died as he realized that this elemental must be under the power of the Jolly King as the Mad King had candy corn elementals under his power.

The monk's new companion led him out of the valley and into another wide open frozen desert. But in the distance the monk could make out smoke and a green building. The candy cane-esque elemental guided the monk towards the building. The monk came upon the doors of this grand building, which smelled strongly of peppermint. The doors parted for the monk and was greeted by a tall and plump man wearing a red and white outfit, it was the Jolly King himself! "Ho ho ho! I have been expecting you, brave monk! Come! Let us come out of the cold and have a drink by the fireplace," boomed the Jolly King.

The monk soon found himself in a luxurious and cozy room with two large chairs and a coffee table accompanying the blazing fireplace. The two sat and the Jolly King said, "I know that you seek something that Ascalon seems to need this time of year. And I know that you are one who is pure, just, and have a heart of gold to brave the dangers to reach me. Therefore, as a reward, I shall grant you what you seek. I shall deliver to Ascalon, the perfect something." The monk was delighted. He had found the perfect something and had achieved his goal for Ascalon. "But!" boomed the Jolly King, "I need time to prepare this. You must return to Ascalon, and herald my coming to all of its citizens. You shall gather the masses and prepare them for my arrival. And on Christmas Eve at 11:59pm, I shall arrive with what you seek and bestow it upon the Ascalons."

The monk agreed, and he was arranged to be transported back to Ascalon City by catching a ride on one of the Jolly King's guards the next day. The monk was given a room and he dozed off again.

The next morning the monk was shuttled back to Ascalon City. There he did what was requested of him. He notified the town criers and roused up the people. He went as far as Duke Barradin's estate to tell the duke himself of the Jolly King's arrival on Christmas Eve.

Finally, Christmas Eve had arrived. The people and their children were all awake. Whispers and murmurs ran through the crowd. "Would he really show? Would he really have that perfect something the monk said we needed?" The time was near, the Jolly King would be here any moment now! And at exactly 11:59pm, Christmas Eve, the Jolly King appeared to the masses in Ascalon City, bearing a large red sack slung over his shoulder.

"Behold!" shouted the Jolly King! "I have come because of the bravery and goodness within this monk! As a reward, I shall, within my power, grant you your Christmas wish!" The crowd cheered in rejoice! And the people each told the Jolly King their wish and he granted them.

It is 10am Christmas Day. The Jolly King granted all the wishes he could. The denizens of Ascalon received, gold, clothes, new armor and weapons for the soldiers. "Alas I must take my leave!" cried the Jolly King. "As my final gift I shall bestow to everyone of you, a Santa hat! Customized for you, and you only. It is proof that you have seen me and should be worn every Christmas for it shall bring joy and memories of this day! Farewell!"

So the people received their hats and rejoiced. And the monk retired to his monastary, content. For he had brought the greatest Christmas gift ever, happiness.

Dear santa

Well......My name is Oz, Short for Ozeki Sakki lol

i am sure alot of other people have done alot better things then i have but I did my best

Hmmm, the first and greatest thing i have ever done is trying to farm for gold and buying my guildies each a greenie lol [no idea what i am doing, maybe jus for fun =O] , because i knew there wont be a santa coming to LA and giving us each a greenie ;D [but maybe there WOULD be one but hey i am not a psychic ]

well.......of course i have helped countless guildies and friends and even strangers that i met in old ascalon, i have ran people all over tryia for free but what i think is trully wonderful is sticking with my guild all the way and not be a coward by quitting the guild, even though there aint many members online at several times, and several of my good friends quit the guild i still hang on, and with my help we finally manage to be a stable guild today
[trying to win some HoH now XD]


i am just another ranger girl in tyria and i guess thats it =(
well i dont expect a reward out of this but i hope you would read it!

Best regards from the Legacy of Melkor

Sakki

Dear Guild Wars Santa,

I've been a good girl this year (Well, except for the time I strip /danced in a private zone for 1k, but I donated the money toward my GuildHall). I became leader of a guild, which has since quadrupled in size. I'm always willing to help out my fellow Ascalonians, whether it be price-checking, build-checking, or just randomly appearing in low-level districts to help guildies with quests and taking along people I don't know. I sell all of my items at fair prices, and I teach people how to use TeamSpeak.

I've endured several hardships this year on my trek through Tyria. First and foremost, I'm a real girl. This has meant endless propositions, catcalls, and even some sexual harassment, both for me and for my player. Second, a practical joker offered me 100k on Halloween in a trade window, then pulled it away and said rude things to me for no reason. I've introduced my husband to the game, which is fantastic for the community since he's an avid player as well. Sadly, the amount of time we spend playing together has affected the amount of time we spend *playing* together... A small plus of this is that I've done my part to fight the overpopulation of our world.

I try to be a good Elementalist...I've never spammed fire AOE spells, and I always include Necros, Mesmers, and Rangers in my groups. I follow called targets (and sometimes even call them for my party), and I *never* quit mid-mission or quest, even if the party has no chance to finish it.

Please come visit me, Guild Wars Santa. I'll continue to be a good girl, and leave out some Dwarven Ale by the fireplace for you!

Your favorite girl,

Jaana

Dear GuidWars Santa

I have been good this year and not scammed anyone! I have gave people free runs to Forge etc. The greatest thing I ever achieved in Guild Wars was when I acsended after many tries of trying to defeat my mean harted soul. I won and became a Man in GW. I have helped many Guildies and been a friend to all fellow players. I love the community.

Thanks,
The Flyingdutchguy

Dear GuildSanta,

I was a good little girl, I gave Gwen flowers and bought her a new flute and a cape.

Later I helped to feed the orphans, and helped this guy in a crown fight off char.
He said he was a prince, but the King said he was not his son O.o so I dunno.

I have helped straglers and settlers find places safe to stay.

Now this Reaally BIG Dragon is sending me out on these missions. I sure could use some extra gold to buy a new Axe.

You know that most people are probably just lying to get money. I am not saying that I am not nice. I have done lots of nice things, but I am not going to boast about my good deeds to make some quick cash. I do things just to be nice, not to be rewarded.

That's why you write stories like me. =D

Dear Santa,
There was once a new mesmer playing in the Ascalon arena in pre-searing armor. He was constantly getting shunned by his teamates until he found himself in a group with a Ranger named Eladain Windshear. Eladain was amused by the enthusiasm of the young mesmer and coached him along in the ways of basic pvp. Eventually, Eladain discovered that the mesmer was not only a new player, bur that it was his birthday too, having just started after recieving the game for his birthday. So, wanting to help the young mesmer and encourage him to further explore Tyria, Eladain gave the young mesmer anough money and materials for a new set of armor from ascalon to help defend against the evil charr. Looking at the newly outfitted mesmer, Eladain realized that while he would be aptly defended against hte charr, he would not have a way of driving them away. So searching in his storage, he found the perfect weapon for the mesmer, one that Eladain had forgotten about, and gave him a brand new Vokurs Staff. A happy birthday indeed to the young mesmer.

It would be nice if Santa would leave me something for this good deed (and the countless other freebies I have given away) so I can repay my girlfriend, who has sacrificed her globs of ectoplasms so her vain boyfriend can craft fissure armor .

-Eladain Windshear (true story, honest)


MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!

Dear G.W.S Clause,

I write this letter not for myself but for a few others in my guild, we have a lot of new members who need to be taught a lot about guildwars, and we do our best to give them equal footing as far as the rest of us go. I write you this letter asking for presents for the rest of them, I myself do not need the money I have several pieces of fow armor, and good weapons and green, it was a hella lot of work, but with the help of my guild mates I have become a much better player.

I could say I help people, or have given away free items, or ran people for free, or answered a million questions, but most of us do this anyway for people in our guild, it what's being in a guild is all about. We do not expect anything for what we do, except a little respect and help when we need it.

Though this gaming year, playing Guildwars has been hard on a few of our players, they have little gold, barley pickup any greens, or good gold that would sell high, or even really good items that would improve their game play. Much ecto, or shards have never dropped for them in the T.O.A areas, we do give away a few here and there, but you can only do so much for your friends, when you yourself are trying to get all these things as well as everyone else.

Many feel that they are no good for this game, they have no money or very little and can't expect everyone in the guild to support them 100% of the time, so I ask for your great generosity in helping some unfortunate members of our guild, it would make them happy at this time of the year, and would also keep them playing with us, we have lost a lot of members dude to troubling gameplay,or the fact they never get anything worth keeping or selling, sometimes it's frustrating for even the best of our players, so I have no stories of heroic deeds or acts, no tales of great kindness, but I write to ask that you help a few unfortunate friends at this time of year, I know it would brighten their holidays.

Thank you very much for all your kindness and generosity.

Merry Christmas to one and all.

Sincerely,

WarRaven
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I just like to take the time out to wish everyone around the world, weather you are celebrating the holidays or not, a merry x-mas, and to be as nice as you can to people this time of year, and to give your prayers and thoughts to, any military unable to come home from the "war", to Katrina victims, and anyone else who has had a troubling time this and past years, I hope the new year brings you fortune, success, and prosperity.

:::End Transmission:::

this is why im looking more into creativity than anything.
some of these are really good, i could tell you which is my current fav, but that would be like telling someoen thier present, and i'd prolly see a lot of copy-cats.
i have recieved a few questions about the system, so i'll clear it up.

i will chose what are in my opinion the top 10 stories.
then, in the order they are posted i will give them a number, 1 being the earliest one of the top 10, and the 10th post being the last.
i will then use the handy-dandy in-game GW emote three times; /roll 10
the first winner will be the grand-prize winner of 100k.
the second roll will be /roll 9 (as the 1st place will be removed to keep from winning twice)
and that persons number will be the second-place winner.
then i will use /roll 8 to determine the third place winner with the 1st and 2nd place prize-winners removed from the stack. after each roll the entries will be re-numbered so an "empty" slot cant be chosen.
after the third place prize-winner has been determined the winners will be listed and the remaining 7/10 chosen entries will receive the runners-up award of 10k each.

-Akh.

Dear,
Guild Wars Santa Claus.
This year I have been a very kind,genorous,biffercating enemy slaying warrior/ monk of fortitude. I have given my Guild mates free runs ( mostly one at a time, I invite people i dont know for free runs) When I'm bored I run people down to droks for fun (99% chance of making.). All I want for christmas...Is you. .Santa claus is my Sundering crystaline sword of fortitude(I wish) No but seriously I am. I Have a problem with making money it sort of dosent stack. If I win the money I will split it between 3 of my favorite Guild buddies and I will tell my whole guild and my friends whole guild about this(I dont think they use {E}fan sites.
Thanks again Guild wars Santa Claus. All the beggers you find in ascalon I give the 50 gold so they can get into their storage.

(P.S)I'm Leaving ectos and ink by the storage.


Yours Truely The one and only---IGN----Red Rooster X.

Dear Santa,
It's me again, Faeyn Miso. I have been very good all year....I passed my Beta tests and was able to graduate through the Ascalon Academy after healing my comrades through and continuing after what we call the searing. You should be proud of me..I have been a very helpful player and guild member. I once started a guild of my own, hoping to help other players through the game, giving little tidbits of advice when ever needed and even helping my members achieve mission assignments and obtain their armor to ensure their future successes. When I felt my services there had been sufficient, I informed my friends that I must move on, but that I would always be around to continue giving advice whenever necessary. My husband was kind enough to invite me into the guild he was in, and they have become my very best friends. We have had some hard times lately and a few friends decided that it was too much for them, they needed some time and space. I supported them in their decision and again, told them I would always be around if they needed me for anything. Like I said, our guild is having some problems and the leader is feeling like everyone is against him. I know this is not true and feel that our guild will remain intact, however small. I have decided to stay with this guild and help salvage it best as possible. I even stayed up till 2am talking with our leader, just listening, and giving advice where necessary.

How can I forget to mention my bestest friend no matter what..Charmin. As a monk, its very hard to keep everyone living and take care of your pet also. As such, I must leave him at the tent. This made it take a long time for him to grow and gain experience. But as our guild mascot, he has come to know the world and has stayed by our side at all times accompanying us on our guild missions. Everyone loves him and is honored to meet him. He represents our guild in that he can tear you apart on the outside, but on the inside he's the greatest bear you'll ever meet. I take great pride in taking care of him and even took time out of my busy training to make sure that he himself got the training he deserved. His race is slowly being killed off by the wolves, and I make sure every day that he survives. He has taught me responsiblity.

I also have helped a personal friend of mine in the game by offering countless resources to help her make her way through tyria...it can be a tough place at times. I am never into anything for the money and feel that if someone needs help with anything and they rightly deserve it and will not waste my hospitality, I give freely. I have even given people some very rare items at the drop of a hat.

I only think I should receive a gift if you feel it is right. I know there are other ascalons out there still suffering from the searing that could use this more that I. I promise that if I receive this special gift, I will gladly share with anyone.

Please remember me this holiday as I will be thinking of you also. Safe travels and...what would you like me to leave you this christmas? I make an excellent Pumpkin Pie. I will have a special pie just for you.

Dear Santa

I own

Dear Santa
After emerging from Ascalon Academy Gildor was confronted by many difficult task. It seem not one person required the aid of a necro to defeat the blood-thirsty charr. So he ambled on towards the shiverpeaks with the aide of his companions stefan and alessia. However after falling at the giant hurdle of frost gate this necro was forced to seek a greater power to aid him in his quest. That person (name will remain anonymous) helped our hero Gildor reach the fertile lands of Kryta. This person invited Gildor to his guild and Gildor went on merry adventures towards ascension. Alas all was not well when the evil man (anonymous) became a privelaged officer in Gildor's guild. However annoyed with the fact that no one would give him 100k he set upon the guild kicking all members from this merry guild. But the guild could not be saved after being crippled the guild disbanded. Gildor was let guildless and so was his friend at frost gate who vowed never to join a guild again. As Gildor travelled across Tyria with his minions he longed for a guild. He ended the the titanic struggle against the mursaat and was reborn as Gildor Axewielder. Gildor A also ended the mursaat and the evil Lich guildless. He decided to help as many as he could and create a guild with a sense of community. He continued running guildies and all who dare accompany them in jounerys from ascalon to augry rock and ascalon to droknars forge. However Gildor in his quest for FoW armour his treasury has become all but depleted and now the runs to droknars are filled with scammers it is now not profitable.

Merry Christmas

Gildor

PS. My longest post ever

dear mr GW santa

I am nimloth32. I am still new to Guild Wars. I am a young and honest man. I never cheated my lover. I volunteer to help in churches, handicap center etc. Although i never got a green item before (because i am too new), i always there when my guild member need help. In this christmas, i wish to make it meaningful but it is the season of giving and receiving. In game, i always happy to help any new player. For me, classifying someone as noob is not right because in fact, all of us are a 'noob' before becoming an expert right? Thank you for having these kind of activity. It makes christmas a more fun celebration to be. Merry Christmas Santa (no matter you are a fake one or not ) !! Peace bro!!

Normally a post like this makes me very sad. But in the context of this thread I couldn't help laughing. Thanks for the laugh.

Dear Santa, since I can't write a letter due to my (limited) writing abilities, I wrote a story instead.


It was a cold day in the snowy Shiverpeaks, the bittering winds tearing through what little comfort she had found in the now-dying fire. She had been wandering through the mountains, seeking freedom from the Charr, but what she did not know is where it was and how to get there. For weeks she had been chasing a death, disguized as a dream that she so foolishly signed up for. Her fur-lined armor provided little warmth , as its usually warm material was overwhelemed by the deathly winds. Nature's agressiveness had pushed her to the limit, but she was driven to move on, to live a life so many desired, and so few have. She came across a corpse of a wolf, which took a toll on her spirit as she recalled her pet dying in front of her eyes, by the hands of a Stone Summit. On the twenty-fifth day, Laria was pushed to the edge of her existence, trying her best to live. She had been hit with searing pain with the knowledge that she will probably never see her companions again. Suddenly, she felt a divine presence behind her. "Could it be a monk?" she thought, "It may be an enemy." She drew her bow before her, her vision impaired by both sleeplessness and hunger. "Nay, I am harmless, steady your hand," the red-clothed man said. She did so. "Who are you?" she asked, keeping a firm hand on her bow just in case he was hostile, not that she could shoot, with her hands impaired by the cold. "Why, have you forgotten me already? No matter, most people don't even believe I exist." "Who are you!?" she impatiently demanded. "What do you seek?" he asked. "I seek salvation from the devil's spawn, the Charr." she hastily replied. "Why are you seeking something that has been so near this whole time?" he calmly replied. "A salvation? Here? Hardly, unless you call being frozen to death or being killed by a group of renegade dwarves a 'salvation'." She had neither the time, patience, or energy to deal with this man. "Fine then, suit yourself." the man said, as he disappeared in a divine light. She felt herself sink. She felt as if she was about to die. Laria closed her eyes, expecting to see Grenth judge her when she had opened those forsaken eyes, but however, she had not. She had opened her eyes to see a tree nearly half the size of the Great Wall. She observed her surroundings. The buildings looked strange, unlike Ascalon's charred 'masterpieces', they looked...peaceful. Could it be that she had made it to Kryta? "Hey Laria, I was wondering when you would show up! Devona and the others were worried while you just wandered off," Cynn's scolded the younger Ranger. She looked up to see a silhouette of a wooden vehicle, driven by flying deer, its passenger a man in red, all 3 moving silently through the black sky. and somehow, she felt as if she knew the man. After that incident, every twenty-fifth of the coldest month of the year, she told this tale, and how to treasure life. She had found true freedom.

Dear Santa,
I just found enough inspiration to actually write a poem about you!

Flying through the sky painted in black
Giving what others desire out of his sack
All the while expecting nothing back
Kindness is something that he'll never lack

He rewards the kind and punishes the bad
Some are happy, others are sad
Some are peaceful, some are mad
But almost everyone is glad

Guided by a red light
He only comes on one night
Seeing him is quite a rare sight
See him again next year you might

He is pictured as a man in red
He comes while you are sleeping in bed
All the legends about him had said

He eats cookies and milk
and gives presents, some made of silk
Even though we all know him well
We all wonder if he will ever tell

The truth of his name
Isn't that a silly game?
He will always be the same
No matter what others claim

He will always be known as Santa Claus.

Dear Santa Clause,
my name is Panda, i have been playing guild wars for a very long time (RL and GW have started to blur) im mostly always nice (cept to jerks and people who think they r gods or something, i hate them) and i am not a veyr lucky perosn,never gotten any greens and only 1 black dye (which i took like a billion screenies of), but i do wut i can whenever i can to help others whether they r friend, guildie or just sum random perosn that needs help. i have been very good this past year doing all sorts of good things. i always try to warn poor little noobs of scammer, like guys tryin to buy black dye for 10 gold in pre. i also go back to the begining missions and help people because its always nice to have a lvl 20 helpin u. also when i started farmin griffins i got lots o good stuff and tht i shud share it so i went to towns and started sellin stuff for 1 gold so other poor people cud chare in all my goodies. then there was this time in drok i was playin flute with a poor necro and she tried to salvage a major dth rune from her old hat and it didnt salvage so i went and bot her a sup dth rune using my last bit of gold to do it. also once i really needed money to help start a new char so i decided to run from ascalon to amnoon for 5k per, but i felt bad charging 5k per so i eneded up running anyone who beat me in rock paper scissors >_< . well thats all my stories hope i was good enuf later santa,

Panda

P.S. plz lose weight, im worried about ur heart

dude, LMAO

ok my turn.. I'll make this short.

Dear Guild Wars Santa,

I know I have not been the best person in Tyria, but If you sell me your crystalline, I will be your #1 fan forever and offer you eternal friendship!

Dear GW Santa,

I originally wasn't going to share this story but it definitely had an affect on me and the power we all have to help others. Here goes:

I was in Ascalon City one day when some kid was spamming chatter in my native tongue trying to find people of the same cultural background. I responded to him to see if he wanted to team up or needed help with the game. The kid then starts asking me all kinds of weird questions; are you a gangster? are you a thug? do you know any gangs? etc. I was thrown off quite a bit of course as this isn't normal GW type questions. I thought he was trying to cyber-bang or some stupid crap like that.

Anyhow, my family (cousins and uncles) have had gang affiliations for generations so I'm quite familiar with gang life. I responded honestly to his questions. I finally had to find out what his obsession with gangsters came from.

Apparently some gangsters at his school were making fun of his gf in front of him and he tried his best to stand up against them but he got beat down. After that, he was constantly being harrassed and bullied. It was practically an everyday occurence for him and he would have to literally run home or ditch. It got so bad he was thinking of joining a gang for protection. This was in June and school was about to get out so he was extremely scared about the last day of school. The gangsters threatened to kill or hurt him bad on that day.

I told him tales of what happened to my cousins (jail lifers, one killed, etc) and convinced him that joining a gang would be a bad idea. He agreed, but still had a problem with the gangsters.... he had to walk home because his parents who also newly immigrated could not pick him up. He didn't have any friends or family in the city and since he was only a sophomore he didn't know anyone with a car. He thought about snitching on them but I knew that could turn out even worse bringing the problems to his home.

Luckily I had a friend who was in grad school not too far from his high school and arranged for him to be picked up immediately and dropped off at home.

Thankfully all went well. I haven't chatted with the kid in a long while but the last time I did it sounded like things would blow over. Most of the gangsters were seniors so they weren't going to be there next year and he was entering a Magnet program which would separate him further from the gangs.

If that's not enuff for ya Santa I also do my part in giving stuff away, helping people with missions, and all the good GW Samaritan stuff I can do.

Now if I win.. COOL! But if I don't please at least let me know if what I did cancels out some of the bad I did this year =P.

Sincerely,

Malus

Dear GW Santa,

My name is Monty Burns! I need that money, give me that money!


Sincerely

Monty Burns

Man... you made a long-time forum lurker slink out of the woodwork for your most exciting holiday event.

Dear Santa-Claus,
No one knows what monks go through. Except you, of course, Santa. I've been a good monk this year. I heal those scarred by the fire of the searing with the holy light of mother Dway... er, I mean with the holy light of whichever god YOU acknowledge, Santa. I do my part to fight against those smelly evil things like Charr and Grawl. My how Grawl do stink... you're not bringing them anything for Christmas, are you Santa? They smell like onions mixed with Mergoyle droppings. Okay, so I'm not great with a weapon. I stabbed brash Uncle Bonetti with a Rin Blade once... accidently, of course. But I do heal valiant Ascalons who fight those stinky sub-human things, Santa! I even heal people with names like "XX Killer XX" or "I Pwn U All." Sometimes I even heal those people who call me a "n00b" for not using Healing Seed or their favorite monk skill. Verbal abuse, Santa! You don't know what its like to bend over backwards so very nimbly as I am able to in order to heal ungrateful types like "U B E R P W N" who vocally express their regret for not bringing the healer henchman. By the way, Santa, all monks know that that Alesia is nothing more than a non-union strikebreaker! I hope you're not bringing her anything. I know! Your Christmas gift to Alesia should be a warrior who runs into hordes of enemies and dies only to blame her for the Searing and the struggling Krytan economy and Prince Rurik's body odor and many other things that are not her fault. I'm not saying I'm perfect, Santa. I'll admit that I made a few mistakes this year. I know that it was wrong to misplace that Sir Tydus's helmet and then accidentally push him into a swarm of Charr arrows. I would replace his eye if I had the right spell, Santa! I also know it probably wasn't a good idea to invite Bonfaaz Burntfur to Captain Greywind's family reunion. I healed those third-degree burns, though, Santa! No, I am not a perfect monk. But, Santa, I do deserve a very good present this year for healing all those people that no one else but Alesia would stoop to healing. Ask all of the boisterous, self-assured warrior/monks who always find their way into my pick-up-group, Santa! Ask them who healed them when the other monk told them to get a life and left the game! It was me, Pervius Wang, who endured the abuse to the end. Here is my Christmas list, Santa. May the light of your chosen deity guide your way.

Pervius's List:
-A glass eye for poor Warmaster Tydus. I didn't mean it, really!
-A spell that will render party members grateful for my healing services.
-A gift basket for Gram in Fort Ranik. I forgot to pay him for that Salvage Kit...
-A few guild members who are online more than once every month.
-100 platinum pieces.
-A new suit of armor for Necromancer Munne. I spilled a little bit of Vassar's cologne on it and she won't wear it now. An accident, Santa, I swear.
-A unique piece of equipment for the Christmas holiday. I never got one of those cool jack-o-lantern hats that people got on Halloween.
-A merry Christmas for the smelly Charr. I know they seared Ascalon and probably caused Orr to vanish in a puff of smoke, but that doesn't mean their little Charr-lings don't deserve some nifty Charr Carvings on Christmas day.

dear Sant Akhilleus,

i am neither rich not a good farmer either so i tired to help people in my own way.. i aid people in completing quest and (my favorite is final blow, shiverpeak stragglers ,seeking the seer ..quest that leads to mission because alo of people are having trouble not knowing what to do next)and mission and help people when they ask for help in my very best effort.i ve practiced a a lot of trial runs like the droks run and the Toa to sanctum runs,to help people but i still fail.

.well at least i can give my weapons that i have not used to other people.i also like to give upgrades because some new players didnt know where to get them (i also told them that they can get it from blue/purple/gold item using expert salvage).Still i think that is still not enough to be deemed as worthy to be called samaritan.but i wil answer anybodys question with all my knowledge so that i can help them .noob or non noobish question ..for me all question are good questions and (unless it is really an out of context question ) and i ve helped a lot of people solve their problem just by giving advice to them.To me advice is better than money because they will earn more than money with my advice.i also recall the first time i met u in person ..in beetletun ..u were giving tips about playing the game such as using axe as weapon or sword weapon for a warrior
..i still remember that ..and i passed on the knowledge to other people so that they can use it as well . A good one was the importance of battlerage{elite} after that i rushed to cap the elite knowing how good it was.
So i helped some groups of people but still i cant beat other people that has more money or more skills than me ..but hey its still a worthy effort right?

Dear Santa,

I was a good boy all last year so....

WHERE THE F@*K WAS MY BIKE! YOU B*%$"&D!

Dear Santa,

A Charr Head butted me in my mouth.

All i want for Christmas is my two front teeth!

Dear GW Santa,

I’m Starfire, the naughty child of a naughty child, and I have come to claim the following deeds as my own accomplishments.

As a Monk,
I let my teammates die so they can serve me in death as Bonefiend-slaves.
I resurrected them only after their drop was available for everyone.
I charged them 20 coins of gold for every Orison, 50 per protective enchantment and should they have died of their own foolish devising, I made them pay me even more for sucking up my precious energy on one of those Rebirths.
I tank the Underworld in first person perspective constantly, drinking Dwarfen Ale and Absinthe en masse to elevate the Smites experience.

As an Elementalist,
I enslaved Warriors to be my personal Gearholders.
I bonded their Essence turning them into mindless manabatteries.
I reined chaos and destruction by refusing to let go of “Area of Damage” spells.
I spamclicked my Energybar on a 30sec basis, so others could witness my 100pt greatness.

As a Warrior,
I aggroed all that could be seen at once.
I have never and will never wait for those peasants to regenerate energy for their petty magic tricks.
I rush noobs for free all across Lornar only to teleport out of the group two yards before Camp Rankor.
I carry vampiric weapons all the time without mending. Aaaarrrr Heal Me!


Furthermore I hail to the Mad King as the one true ru10r of all Tyria. I shall bow to his judgement and his judgement alone. These are the words of the Starfires and their one true player Klaus, the only rightful Klaus in the entire world.

Dear Guild Wars Santa,
This year, Tyria has faced many challenges. My guild has taken on these challenges head on in order to keep peace among the land.
Many struck out from Ascalon, but only few have made it very far.
As an officer, I struck out with my warrior/monk to face these perils head on in order to scout the way for my guild mates. I then re-fought these dangers with my ranger/mesmer. I worked with henchies and with other questers of peace. Many were nice, some were naughty, and Alesia needs new armor. She keeps tanking thinking that a heavy sword wont cut through her monk robes.
But I digress.
The costs of helping guildmates and the random lost soul is taxing upon ones purse, but not upon ones heart. The quests go by faster and you make allies when one is willing to help and share with others.
If you were to shine your view upon me and my guild as worthy good people this year, it would make my guild joyus and such a present will be shared by all in my guild. We wish to continue our quest to bring peace to Tyria and to help those around us. Plus, Gwen keeps losing her flute and tearing her cape, they are mighty expensive.
All in all our guild will continue even if you find one more worthy than us, but please bring good cheer to them and wish them safe travels upon our dark and dangerous world.
a child heart,
Jaythen Tyradel

Dear Guild Wars Santa, a story for you


One day a group of people were being run by a runner who happened to be running for free, they were in the northern shiverpeaks. There were three of them being run, Jadan The Warrior, Jack Unreal and Ceria Feller. As the runner ran, the three being ran were fighting monsters. Jadan The Warrior rushed a bit and was surrounded by Ettins, he managed to kill one and a sword appeared, a golden fiery one. Before Jadan could get it he was killed.

Ceria had to catch up because she had gone to get a coke and go to the toilet, when she came back she saw Jadan and Jack fighting because Jack had waited until the item changed so that everyone could grab it and he grabbed it, Jadan was really annoyed at the selfish thing that Jack did. Anyway once Ceria caught up she wanted to look at the weapon, it was a pretty good sword, and she really wanted it.

She asked with all of her heart if she could have it, Jack told her that she could have it if she gave him five hundred gold. But Ceria didn't have that, she had spent all of her remaining money on armour at ascalon. Jack was very selfish that day, He stole an item and wouldn't give it for free to someone who didn't have much. Like Jack was going to use the sword, he was a necromancer. The runner had a plan to be nice and get revenge on Jack.

Once they got to the next town the runner asked if he could buy the sword, Jack let him have it, the runner didn't have much money himself but he didn't like this injustice. Once he got the sword he gave it to Ceria for free and told Jack that he was the most selfish person he had ever met, and he kicked him from the group. Not only that but Jack found coal in his stocking at christmas, although it was actually a practical joke that his little brother played on him. His little brother never told him.

The End, Merry Christmas.

This story is based on a real story, except the person who ran them was my brother, the leader of my guild and also the one who runs people for free from Ascalon to Lion's Arch. He never did like asking for money for running, the way he saw it was that if he could help people they could help people in turn, like a cycle. Also in the story my brother didn't have much money and couldn't afford the sword at that time, but i'm sure he would of bought it for the person who really wanted it. Whoever did that selfish thing will hopefully get coal. Oh and i changed the names, not that i knew the names anyway.

If i do win the prize i will share it with my guild, which are all people i know in real life too. If i do win it may be hard, cause i live in Perth which is +8 hours, plus i'm going to a new year's party which makes things hard...

Merry Christmas everyone!!

Dear Santa,

im at school, and i need a decent education, gold helps.

fiery

Addressing to Santa or Perhaps Hanukkah Harry-
My name is Eve Serpentine and I like to run, unfortunately my X-mas may be ruined this year. Being unable to afford the proper attire, I have found myself mighty ill from being sparcely clothed in the Shiverpeaks region. I should have listened to my parents when they repeatedly said, "go run in the desert...the worst thing there you'll catch is a tan!" Sniff...sniff...ah choo! Sorry, since my illness came on my guild has abandoned me and I'm left alone in an empty hall. The worst part is, although I'm gravely ill, I have to maintain my running in Shivers because I need new boots. Oh please, I want to believe in the power of holiday miracles. Happy Chrismahannakwanzaka!

Dear Santa,

Hi, this is Muir Curry the Necromancer. I’m not sure if you remember me, but I’m the Necromancer who put up a dismembered foot (instead of a stocking) over the mantle last Christmas.

Anyway, I think I’ve been a good Necromancer this year Santa. I have been very nice to other people and have given them gold, weapons, upgrades and all sorts of things for free. I have also treated my Minions nicely. I Ascended a few months ago and haven’t cheated once during the whole game! I didn’t even ask anyone to run me anywhere! I also never call anyone a newb, newbie or noob and sometimes I will just go to Ascalon and ask any new players if they need any help. Then I'll help them for free. I'm pretty nice for a Necromancer.

I did have a couple of bad run-in’s with some Mursaat recently, but honestly Santa, they started it first!! I’ll admit that I had to kill them, but you’ll be happy to know that I killed them quickly and that I did it in self-defense.

I’ve been ever so good Santa and would really like something special this year for Christmas—some new armor and maybe a really nice 1-handed Necro weapon that requires Blood or Death magic. But I’m really poor and can’t afford those things. So if you could maybe bring me something nice for Christmas I would really like that. I don’t even want a lot, because I’m not greedy. Just a little something would be very nice and would help me to be a better Necromancer. I would promise to share anything I get with others too

If you leave me a nice present, I promise to leave you cookies and milk this year instead of a shot glass of blood and plate of Charr bones like I did last year. Thanks Santa.

Your Pal,
Muir Curry

Dear Santa,

Sure my name sounds bad but I'm a good person. I helped my friends through Thunderhead Keep even though I've beaten it 6 times and ABSOLUTELY hate that mission. I've also been nice to those new people who just started farming UW through 2 man smites. I've always pointed them to the right direction and stayed in the group and taught them no matter how many times we died. I've also been nice by running people for free, power leveling them too. I've also helped people out with the mission called Thirsty River (dunno why people hate it) but I monked for them.
So to conclude this letter I want to say I think I've been a good person this year.

..::Hells Vengeance::..

Dear Fake GW Santa,

I have been real BAD this year, I have killed lots of monsters, and taken a lot of lives. I know I won't be getting any presents this year or money, but I expect to be getting a lot, and I mean a lot of coal. I will then sell this coal, and make money so I can buy better weapons and armor. With the better weapons and armor, I will be able to kill more. This is a vicious cycle Santa, and I can't stop. All I am expecting is coal, and I'm fine with that. I have been BAD on purpose to get all your COAL Santa.

Sincerely yours,

Sir T

A soft hum buzzed through the morning air. Fenix opened his eyes, scouring the surroundings and seeking the source of his soft sound. He had set up camp deep in the Shiverpeak region, riding out the blizzard that had hindered his nights travel. As he woke up, he felt his limbs ache and his canteens of water frozen. He was alone, the environment frozen in silence except for the casual rustling of leaves in the morning breeze.

After he had built a fire, he leaned against a tree and let the warmth encompass him, melting away the sheet of ice around his soul. It was Christmas morning, yet he felt nothing special. He was alone, cold, and tired. What was he supposed to feel? Was it supposed to be like this? He had spent these precious days with crowds of people every year before. Now, as if stripped from society, he felt Christmas without the atmosphere of the people he loved.

Meridian, his faithful cat, glided into Fenix’s makeshift camp, dragging two rabbits. They cooked the rabbits and ate them, longing for the rush of adrenalin that was Christmas, but it never came. Fenix studied the brace he had made for Meridian’s back right foot. Then he studied the two rabbit remains. His faithful companion had chased down two rabbits while he slept a lethargic sleep.

“You are one in a million, Meridian.”

And it was then that Fenix understood. Love had driven Meridian to hunt despite pain. And it was this love that made Christmas what it was. That warmth, that energy, was love. Christmas wasn’t about gifts, or decorations, or food, but of sharing love. For love can melt away the ice around a heart and warm a soul. Fenix stood up, grabbing his gear and smiling at his companion.

“Merry Christmas, Meridian. It’s about time we headed off.”

Dear GW Santa.

Well, you should already know me, since I am pretty much a legend across Tyria, I mean, I single-handedly saved Ascalon from a Charr Invasion, not to mention escorting my Prince and citizens across barren wastelands, freezing mountains and steaming jungle. But if you don't know me, the name is Bale Shadowscar. Oh yeah, and I also defeated the whole of the White Mantle Clan, undertook several perilous challenges in a burning desert, had a personal appointment with a dragon, and saved a couple of dwarven towns for the hell of it. And if that wasn't enough, the Vizier and his mate packed me off to a volcano ridden Island in the middle of the sea, miles from civilisation to go and fight a bunch of insanely powerful floating butterfly-people. I think after that I at least deserve some kind of reward! but did I get one? nope! Not even with a 'thank-you' the dragon goes and tells me I've got to go and save the whole world again from a load of regenerating blob things.
I hope you can at least, give me some credit for these feats of impossibility, since the dragon ain't and the dwarves don't even know who I am!

Yours,
Bale Shadowscar
{Official Legend}

(Please imagine a little girl writing this)

Dearest Santa,

I think that I have been a wery good girl this year. I always do what my mummy asks me to do, like brush my teeth an' say my prayers. Like last weekend, when she asked me to get the ice imps out of the loft, I did so even though I've only been at the Academy for a year. Mr McReedy says the best thing to do is to set fire to a broom an' try an' hit them with it - an' it worked! I'm glad I listened to him in class.

An' I have done so well at the Academy - I already know the 10 ways to kill a Charr with only a toothbrush, an' I have been complimented on my running skills. I sometimes run for free, 'cos I know there are many people who are not as well off as I am. Mummy says that there are many poor people in Ascalon City, so it's only fair to help them like the Good Sammaritan.....Good Sarmatian..........Good Samarib........ like Santa would. Sometimes when I am selling something, I will give it for free if someone doesn't have much money or at a very low price. And if someone gives me too much money (or I give them too little), I always try to correct it. Also I am happy to help people that aren't at the Academy yet by answering their questions. I also try to stop bullies taking their money by pretending something is weally cool when it is worse than auntie's cabbage surprise, or calling people wude names.

I have made lots of friends and got to know so many people. I'm in a guild an' we have lots of fun. I don't like healing, but because we are such good friends I often go into Tombs as a monk just to help everyone else. An' I always want to help others, even doing missions an' quests more than once.

Oh, an' I single-handedly saved the world from an evil necromancer and his big rock-men. There were some nice people that helped me, but I'm only 6 years old so it wos wery difficult for me. I kept telling them not to do what he said an' open the Door of Komalie - I know that you shouldn't trust strange men wiv dodgy beards. But they wouldn't listen to me. So it's a good thing I wos around to clean up after them.

So as I have been so good, I hope that Santa will give me a pony for Christmas or enough money to buy a pony (they are so expensive). I will also promise to get some of daddy's good whiskey and leave it out for you wiv some of mummy's chocolate chip cookies.

Luv,

Takeko xxx