they you read and sum up his post!
thank you, i think the limit should have been like 8 max, dt has way too many ctrs to read through it
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absolutely treu so what did yo think of my first cc post?
oh im not angry at him at all, more or less i just wanna know what runs through his mind and why he didn't move in and stay with us
no, i meant more like are you a patent defencive wait it out kinda uy, or you a fast offencive, are you balanced, or are you carefree and take...
he's not really...he most of the time pays child support, gives me a little money and then leaves.....
not really...its kinda akward... i really don't know my dad well so i don't know what to talk about
your anyway needs moar anyway
at lunch with my dad
Elloooooooooooooooooooo
Waking up in a field, a what appeared to be twenty-two year old with three almost non visible scars decorating his face. "Well I don't got a clue where I am, last thing I remember was preforming for the white women which had captured my soul in exchange for the boy, then, a violent storm and that's all." he breathed out as he rubbed his skull. "Why, that's a bad head ache, where is Nettle when you need her!" he groaned as he stood up. "Whats this bobble?" Seeing a small silver chain on the floor, the center of it adorned with a skull. "Most definitely not mine, but I will take it anyway." he then stuffed the bobble in his backpack. "Well wherever I'm at, It seems that I was put here alone." looking for a few miles ahead of himself he spotted no one else. ~-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------~ "Where am I." a blond-hared young man looked around. "And where is my Liger?" The young man looked around the area he was in. "LIGER! Where are you buddy!?" A loud, and familiar roar echoed through the woodland area. "There you are you big lunk head!" he said to himself running towards the half opened cockpit. "Ugh, why is it that I can only remember a storm and I got this killer head ache?" Finally reaching the Liger, he takes a moment and sits on the ground because his head was spinning. He then spotted a brown haired and skinned boy. "Hey, who's the kid sitting on my Liger's back?" ----------------------------------------------------------Fifteen minutes earlier...----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Timidly, a young boy felt around for his surroundings, they felt cold and metallic. "My head, ugh." he said has he tried to sit up, but couldn't, he opened his eyes carefully, to avoid hurting his eyes from the sun, but when they were open, all he saw was black storm clouds, then, a flash back-a storm, Dustfinger's body...A giant white tiger like thing- at that point he forced himself up to only realize, he was sitting on top of the giant white lion thing. "As i had thought from my flash back..." he looked cautiously at the head, it seemed like it was knocked out, his foot then slipped on the surface of the giant white lion and hit it's cheek. "Oh my!" he said aloud as he had thought he had woken up the lion as the top peace of the head began to lift itself up. Trying to get off the lion, he slipped and landed into the cockpit of the beast. "Whoa, what is this thing?" he couldn't ask any more questions. The beast had really woken up this time, the cockpit lid closed and the lion roared and ran about shaking its head until it realized that the person inside of his cockpit was not trying to pilot. It stopped it's rampage and allowed the boy out, seeing it had frightened him and looked about ready to keel over, the boy then climbed out of the lion shaking like a chihuahua, climbing onto its back, then passing out. Ten minutes pass and he reawakens, still as frighted as he was when he was asleep. The boy then noticed that the lion was more than white, it had orange and black covering the body, and it was adorned with-what he counted to be seven- long metal swords. The lion looked him in the eyes as the boy climbed down and looked at him from the side. "Your armor is very impressive." He said to the lion, not expecting it to understand. It made a small purr-like sound in response. The young boy was taken aback by the reply, but soon said "Well since you understand me, my name is Farid, What about you?" Farid asked quizzically. The lion opened the top portion that led into the cockpit an gestured for Farid to enter. As he climbed in and sat in the seat, a screen in the cockpit lit up and had the words: "Liger Zero" glowing on it. "I can't read, where I came from it was not necessary for me to learn how to, but you look really cool, and you are... So who owns you?" Farid asked, hoping it would show a picture of him. The screen lit up with a picture of a teen-age man with blond hair and green eyes. "Well we can look for him together!" Farid said to the lion. Then, something startled the lion and it roared, then it oped the cockpit half way. "So, I guess you heard your owner call for you, I'm gonna wait for him!" Farid said as he climbed up onto the lions back to wait. seven minutes pass and then Farid spotted a Blond haired man. "Hey there! Is this guy yours?" Farid asked the man. "Yeah, name's Bit Cloud, this here is my Zoid, Liger Zero." "Oh, so that's its name! But what is a Zoid?" "You don't know? weird, so where are we kid?" "My name is Farid, and hell knows where we are, but I don't! "Huh..."
so, what is your dueling style?
naw, i mean for my style, i built it right, but living in vegas's ghettos makes slang a little hard to shake xD' well normally that happens, but...
dont worry, when we go to the next world things will work out, i havea plan
cant .
or i could just randomly dissipear...
as i had planned, the body has part of a heart and theirfor can contenue on its own so the only way is for both the heart and body's deaths
Someone catch me up to what is happening
eh.......i have been debating on leaveing but still have unfinshed buisness so im reallt not sure where to take it