Because you requested it im back with an all new guide to help you dive deeper in the Candy Land known as Guild Wars.  Yes that's right folks im here to help you taste the caramel goodness from the centre of each Ettin or in this case the laxative deliciousness of a Guild.  Recently many concerned players have come to me seeking the answers to their various questions such as "Smokey how do I create one of the many generic Guilds that plague the lands which is slightly altered to follow my own insane belief?" or "Smokey I like bossing around people for the pure fun of it, how do I make a guild to complete my evil plan?"  Well fellow 3d rendered primates here's the answers to your questions and more!....or less...with this fantastic guide:  How to Create a Guild The Cult Way 

Today everyone and their dog have a guild, but these guilds all fit the same idea, fighting other people and/or defenseless monsters.  To make your guild different from the others you need to do something radical and different.  In order to prove this point we will take a look at a local Guild that has achieved its controversial state of independence that goes by the name of Untamed Laundry.

Untamed Laundry looks like any other guild, except for the fact they wear pants on their head, but don't let that deceive you.  Deep down they are a cult of laundry worshippers.  Yes it is true, they have explored the spiritual side of laundry so far that they know the age old question: boxers or briefs?  Understanding how such a guild could be brought into existence is puzzling, but in order to cut these puzzle pieces into shapes that fit I had an interview with their leader Nopants Magee.

Smokey: Mr.Magee it comes to my attention you are the leader of a large cult based around dirty clothing.  I was wondering how did this idea for a guild ever pop out of your triangle shaped head?

Magee: My head is shaped like a triangle?  That doesn't seem physically possible...

Smokey: Just answer the question 

Magee: Well it all started one day after I had just gotten back from a killing spree in the swamps of Kryta.  It was a good day cause we managed to finally trap our monk in the swamp and leave him behind.  No good monk always saving our group members, so holy...just want to squeeze that helpful little jerks hea...

Smokey:  Uhh Magee?

Magee:  Right as I was saying.  After the trip to the swamp I noticed my pants were pretty dirty.  So I went to the local well and started to wash them in the village's drinking water supply.  That's when it hit me,  I had a vision of a large pair of pants telling me there was an easier way, a way where our laundry could remain free and untamed!

Smokey:  So you had a random vision while washing your pants?

Magee:  Yep completely random, right after I had finished drinking the rest of the laundry detergent.  After that I put my pants on my head and began screaming "H3y j00! j01n //y 1337 guild, w3 !-!@v3 c@p3s!" (Translation:  Good sir would you join my admirable guild?  We have very nice capes which might please you.) 

Because of one man's vision an entire guild was spawned.  Sure he has brainwashed his loyal members into loving their pants just a little too much, but what good leader doesn't?  Once your guild (or fanatic cult) has a basic idea to follow you'll need to recruit members.  Members can easily be attainable when you lie your butt off.  Trying to recruit but you haven't had a member on for months?  Just say your guild is casual.  Don't have a guild hall?  Simply state your guild is in reconstruction and members can vote for which hall they like most by paying you 1 platinum.  Guilds aren't just about leadership and working as a team, its also about bossing people around and making a profit off them.  The next time you create a guild remember a happy leader, is a rich leader. 

In closeing if you follow these steps you will be well on your way to your own massive cult like guild, or your being carried off to a mental institution.  Whichever it is just remember shock therapy only hurts the first few times, then if feels like a summer breeze when your frontal cortex is half cooked.