O_O What have you two been doing while I was gone?
Damn, everybody else beat me to it. Hmmmmm...... Shakezoola, the mic-rula tha old-schoolah You want shake? I'll bring it to ya!
<------------- Heheheheheheheh. Onion crack :3
Funny little thing happened last Firday. I had my English mid-term exam, and for this exam we had to write a personal response on a short story called "The Possibility Of Evil". In this story, an old lady that everybody loves and respects is running her usual rounds, but when she gets home, she starts writing these letters that talk all kinds of trash at the receivers, then sends them. She does this because she thinks she's the only one who can make a crime-free world. Sound familiar? So, I get to the point where I have to write a media connection, and guess what I used? ;D I laugh at the ****** that said TV and video games can't help you academically.
Heheheheheh Watermelon of justice. Nice ^_^.
See, what did I tell ya? XD
What can I say?I just have that effect on people.......and vegetables? Naw much, bish =D
That onion's viciously turned on right now XD
EDITED Name: Kain Stantine Age: 23 Appearance: He has goldish-brown eyes, but his left is covered by an eyepatch, brown hair that sticks out from his dark green hat, a goatee under lower lip, and a look on his face that either suggests that he's had too much sleep, or none at all. He's a tall man of 6ft., and he has broad shoulders (or at least it loks that way because of his black coat). He has a shadow over his eyes because of his hat, but it's easy to se the glow of his golden eye under it. Magick Ability: Level 2. He only uses this when he thinks he's missed a target, but so far he can only move a bullet no more than 2 centimeters off it's original course. Job Class: Bounty Hunter- Like an Assasin, he goes after people for money. However, the difference is that he doesn't kill his argets, nor does he work for anyone in particualr. He simply picks up banners and rushes off to do the best he can to capture that person and bring them to the authorites so he can get paid. Noble/Citizen: Traveller District: Mhaura Alignment: Good Background/History/Personality: Kain was born in a desert town without a mother as a blacksmith's son. He never made much of himself, as he always liked to sleep and live a rather peaceful life. His father often tried to get his son to join the blacksmith business in making weapons, but Kain wasn't interested. One day, his father went out to fetch some metal, but Kain had a bad feeling about it, so he begged his father not to go. His father insisted on going, and on that errand, he was ambushed by bandits and killed . When Kain found out, he swore that he would capture criminals and bring them to justice. Because of his sleepy attitude, Kain's a rather calm person who doesn't react violently to anything, even to hostilities. His tendency of sleeping all the time is often confused for narcolepsy, but that's just him enforcing his belief of "Life being a dream that he can't wake up from". He's in Valdeaunia simply to see if there are any bounties he can benefit from, as he hasn't had a good catch in weeks. Demo Post: It was a loud night in tavern somewhere in Mhaur. While the rest of the night seemed quiet and peaceful, that one tavern was full of commotion. The lights were so bright in there, it looked as if someone was keeping a minitur version of the sun in there as the laughs of drunk men filled the air. A rather large man, who looked to be a butcher by the way he was dressed, was boasting about how strong he was. "No one in all of Mhaur can compare to me. I can cut a whooe ox in two with just a flick of my wrist.", he laughed. In the corner, a shady-looking man in a black coat and a dark green hat was sitting in front of the bar with a mug in his hand. He chuckled and looked at the butcher. The moment he chuckled, the entire bar went silent as the butcher loked at him angrily. "Hey, you, Outsider. You got something funny you'd like to share with the resht of ush?!". he yelled. Kain took a sip of his drink and looked at the man again. The butcher looked furious a he pulled out his cleaver. "You sunuvabish, you're laughing at me, aren't you? I'l teach you!" When Kain saw the cleaver shine in the light he got up and put his coat away. He was a tall, yet thin man with a calm face that had an eyepatch over his left eye. On his leg was a buckle that appeared to have a wazikashi with a silver guard and black handle, and on his back was a rifle. The other men in the bar looked stupified at how well-armed this man was. But the fat butcher didn't care. He charged at him with full intent to kill. Kain smiled and ducked when the butcher made a horizontal sweep at his head. He tripped the man with his foot and caught the knife as it flew mid-air and he threw it at the Butcher's head. It missed by two inches. Kain picked up his coat and rifle and headed out the door. He looked at the barkeep and pointed at the butcher "Put it on my friend's tab over there.", he smirked.
It's a....It's a long story Okey doke *flies away*
I was promised there would'nt be a cage!! :yelling: Oh, wait, you meant in the picture.....heheheh, my bad :sweatdrop:
Behold, 'tis the Master Tree. Striking out at against all the polluters and wood cutters out there.
Dragula - Rob Zombie
Statues - Foo Fighters
HA! I'm first. But I should probably wrap this up before someone posts in the last second, then I'd have to go through the trouble of editing.... EDIT- SAFE!!........Aw,dammit...
Kain kept running down the hallway, cutting down Heartless as they appeared. He jumped to the floor to dodge a dark ball that was heading towards him front behind, then he turned and cast Blizzara at the Heartless that shot it. He jumped back and dodged a dark ball that came in through the floor. Then, he hit the Heartless that appeared to his right and sprinted to the dining hall to see if anyone was in there.
Betwixt and Between. I think it counts as a world because it's between the Realm of Darkness and Twilight Town. It's so dull and plain here, that it drives me insane! I walk through the neighbourhood everyday in the hopes that something interesting would happen, but everything is so consistent that I can never believe that it's reality. For the love of John Frusciante, let something cool happen!
1. I'd wish for the world not to blow up. 2. I'd wish for the ability to see the future with my left eye. 3. Being the next Jimi Hendrix. I would'nt wish for infinte wishes like most people are about to say they would. Someone would notice it, then I'd have to constantly go through the trouble of wishing for a mind-wipe every now and then. Not to mention I'd have to constantly make up some ******ed excuses about how all these weird things are happening. I guess I just like keeping it simple and play with the hand I was dealt.
Kain was still looking at the door. If he went out before the heartless came into his room, a portal would open in front of his door and suck him in. He moved his hand and his Sleepin lion keyblade appeared in his palm. He heard a snicker and stabbed his keyblade through the door. He opened the door and saw a Heartless with his keyblade stabbed through it's chest before it vanished. Pulling his keyblade out of the door, he ran down the hallway, and when he passed the 3rd light on right side of the wall, he randomly cast Fira. While the fire was circling around him, a few Heartless appeared with their portals in front of the blaze, so they were burned the second they crawled outside. Then Kain stabbed his keyblade under his feet where a Heartless was about to appear. It came through the portal and it's head was impaled instantly. He pulled his keyblade out of the floor and ran down the hallway, cutting down Heartless as their portals appeared as if he knew eaxctly where every Heartless was going to pop out from. He kept running down the hallway, expecting to run into someone soon.
Lol, and who says TV and video games can't help with school?
