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Excited to try this out, haven't really done much botting outside of basic auto clickers. I'll likely be asking for help as I learn, but I'm hoping to scale pretty quickly. Thank you all in advance, feel free to drop any beginner tips that aren't already plainly laid out. Goodbye exp waste

Jbotter: A reintroduction And a journey to a purposeful life Some of you may remember me, many of you likely not. I was once an avid Runescape hobbyist; how ever my passion was driven into the botting community. For many, this will be considered a "TLDR", and I expect to receive a bit of negative feedback and trollery. I've returned to botting as a hobby and as a learning tool in order to gain some knowledge and practical experience in different fields of scripting/programming, and to get accustomed to writing articles and navigating forums. A bit of background: Who am I? I'm a young male currently working full-time and renting a small house. I live in West Michigan, about a mile from the beach. My hobbies include cars, off-roading, going to the beach, fishing, hiking, and spending time with good quality people. As a young kid, youngest of 9 children, I began following after the habits of older siblings at an early age. In 6th grade, I began hanging out with one of my older brothers in particular as well as his older friends where I was introduced to several illicit activities, drug use, alcohol use, and smoking cigarettes. I was never one to struggle in school, in fact I often would achieve high test scores without knowing the material. In middle school, I adapted a " School doesn't matter, a piece of paper won't dictate my life! " mentality from older "friends" in high school or their mid 20's. During my middle school academics, I quickly accumulated 4 misdemeanor charges as well as 40 some odd suspensions, one of which lasting 3 months. During my freshman year of high school, particularly my first-semester I decided I would turn my life around, graduate school, and move on to college. This quickly deteriorated my second semester of 9th grade when I began hanging out with a girl and partying at her house with her, other friends, and her parents and their friends. At this point in time, I became a bit of a party legend, always to be seen at the hottest, biggest highschool and college parties. When I was 14 I began abusing substances that would allow me to consume large amounts of alcohol without going to sleep or being "wasted", this quickly led to becoming accustomed to alcohol poisoning. When I was 16, I had been out of school for about 6 months, working 50-60 hours a week yet spending all of my money on partying. I was living in an apartment, 2 bedrooms 1 bathroom, with 12 other, older people. Many of these older friends refused to get jobs, instead participating in illegal activities for money. I once again followed along. I quit one of my jobs, now only working 40 hours a week and spending the rest of my time drunk or high in the back of a car selling a variety of... products. Soon the partying became too much. A healthy guy, 5'11" and 165 pounds with about 11% body fat, I dropped down to 135 in 2 months time. I developed different problems with my heart, as well as began having seizures. I spent two weeks in a bed at a well-respected hospital, being poked and prodded, tested, and reviewed time and time again. After leaving the hospital, I returned back to my old habits only to discover whilst drinking and smoking I would stop breathing. I vowed to never party again, moved back in with my mother, and began working more. The following months were full of confusion, worry, and lots of self-evaluation. I was about 18 at the time of this, my mother had been engaged for a few months, and I was working full time at a pizza shop. Come spring time, I acquired a job as a lubrication specialist, took some classes for welding, yet something was still missing. After several months, I began drinking again. What is life without purpose & passion? "We live to work, and we work to live.", a good, true, honest friend of mine shared this with me. One night, while we kicked back a few drinks a deep conversation sparked much thought. We began with the topic that much of the American population is rather blind, we follow the well-beaten path, live with little excitement, have a couple kids then we die. We both grew up similar, we weren't by any means poor, but we were raised by working class parents always in debt living paycheck-to-paycheck. Neither of us wanted this lifestyle. Dreaming of seeing Niagara Falls, the Grand Canyon, traveling to Paris and dining in Italy, I found myself reviewing my entire life. After much though, I realized I was in a rut. I've always feared the thought of one day, waking up, 45 years old, working the same job for the last 20 years (and hating it) and then buying a poorly designed V6 Camaro to cope. But here's the twist, I'm half that age and already in that scenario. Eating fast food everyday, finding myself lost on my off days, and just wasting away day after day. It's time for some change. And the worst part? I have no idea what I want in life! So now what? It's time to quit contemplating, to stop dreaming, to quit complaining and to live my life. Rather than saying I want to be rich, or I want to own a business, I only have one thing to say; I want to be happy. To live with purpose, compassion, I want to love life. And now ladies and gentlemen, it's time to put down the bottle, let go of the fear, and make it happen. I have a list of things I would like to do. Live a healthy life Get back in shape Learn a new language Learn to play guitar Learn to program Travel to a foreign country Pick up a new sport Figure out what I love, because I have no clue Conclusion Although this post may be poorly-constructed, I thought this would be a good place to start. This process will take time, and it will be difficult. I will be blogging my journeys, and hope to find my purpose. I sincerely hope this may inspire some of you. Best regards, Jbotter