I knew it was going to be something troublesome --_--' No offense there, man (or girl, I have no idea which you are anymore), but you're kinda looking like a jackass....
Let's see what's in good ol' GoodVibes (my iPod's name): - Alternative - Blues - Christian Rock - Classic Rock - Classical - Hard Rock - Hip-Hop - Rap - Indie - Jazz - Latin - Metal - Pop - Punk - Rap Metal - Rock - Ska - Techno
In the immortal words of Iron Maiden: RUN FOR THE HIIIIIIIIIIILLS! RUN FOR YOUR LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFE!~
Well, sor far it's a headless and footless drawing I made on Paint, but I suck when it comes to those things, so I'm going to leave it as is for now. I just want to know how it looks so far. Oh, and I had ho idea which section to put this thing. CnC?
Dude. :nono: Duuuude.
With the one bullet left in his right gun, Jack put his guns away and jumped 8 feet in the air, pulled out his right gun and fired in front of Nate's feet. There was a a loud explosion and smoke filled the air. Jack sighed as he looked at the chamber of his gun. "Sorry 'bout that, man," he said in an almost regretful tone.
I want a brand new house On an episode of Cribs And a bathroom I can play baseball in And a king size tub big enough For ten plus me (Yeah, so tell what you need) That song's total win.
Jack got shot in the shoulder and backed up. He was bleeding more than he should have, so he ran into a nearby alleyway to reload. Cursing under his breath, he pulled out a red bullet and put it in the seventh chamber of his right gun. He hesitated for a moment, but then he ran back out and started shooting with only his left gun. "With any luck, I won't have to use it."
Pretty much what the lady said.
Jack smirked then put his hands up. He quickly tugged on some strings that were attached to his index fingers as the guns came flinging back to him. He jumped back and started firing as soon as his guns got into his hands.
You also forgot the part where that loon wrecked my ship >_>....... Wait a tic..........THE LOON'S A DUDE!?!?!?!?!?!
Then there's also recnepS..... O_o Ironic, I know xD
nevetS...........................sounds like some kind of doggie kibble O_o
When the gun on his right flew out of his hand, Jack moved his left hand to pull out his other gun and pointed it at Nate's neck at the same time he kicked him. "Nope. I think it pretty much hit the mark," he said with a smirk.
Jack looked down, his dead-like grey eye looking as if it was looking at nothing at all. He moved his hand closer to the gun on his right. "Far too long," he murmured, as he pulled out the gun and pointed it at Nate.
He stopped walking and looked back at Nate. He nodded while opening his jacket to show him his guns. "For as long as I can remember," he said calmly.
Jack stumbled back, exposing the holsters that his guns were in, when Nate ran into him. He looked up at him, hid his guns , and tipped his hat to Nate. "Sorry about that.", he said in a low voice.
Jack was leaning on the wall in a dark alley with an orange bottle of pills in his hand. He looked out into the dark city streets and put the pills back in his pocket as he walked out of the alley. He started walking along the sidewalk.
I only listen to "A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me" and "Dance Dance". The rest just isn't my type of thing.
O_O Kitty, that bear is- *gets dramatically stabbed through the stomach from behind, slowly falling over* http://ca.youtube.com/watch?v=jHjFxJVeCQs
