Vicky

[quote name='Allamorph'][FONT=Arial] Decided to convert real fast; 135 for me is just over nine and a half stone. But point is, I'm over six foot. My end goal would be to actually [I]gain[/I] weight. How tall were you, again, when you had this ponch? :p[/FONT][/QUOTE] [size=1]7 foot 2... :shifty:[/size]

[quote name='Ace'][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]I just watched [I]Cats Don't Dance[/I] again last night. Why do so many awesome movies end up getting screwed by the marketing department and flop?[/FONT][/QUOTE] [size=1]Life, you see. No one is a virgin![/size]

[size=1]Summer is bad for me. I have to change hair products because the strong stuff I use tends to 'melt' and if I stay out overnight I need to bring straighteners because my hair goes wavy from sweat. That being said, I tan nicely, so that's all good. The only habit I change in summer is not eating in the day; I eat at night so I can have really hot stuff, or I'll have a BBQ outside with mates. I also tend to smoke a lot more in the summer. To cool off I take freezing showers and baths. Why freezing? Because I have relatively cold showers in the winter anyway. I also drink water instead of anything else.[/size]

[center][img]http://img386.imageshack.us/img386/8954/posthumaneffect.png[/img][/center] [size=1]Welcome one and all to the beginning of a new end. We're going to take a journey through insanity and the wrecked, brutal world of creatures so [i]far[/i] beyond human that they could barely be [i]called[/i] human. Also, any questions go here. And a note: The Baal clan is open to all animal powers but I'd like to keep it limited to mammals. No birds at all, since wings would kinda make the Chronus players a little... obsolete.[/size]

[quote name='Allamorph'][FONT=Arial]I am six-foot and three quarters of an inch, and I weigh 135 pounds. Dunno what that is in stone. But tell me how I might possibly have any pudginess about me. :p[/FONT][/QUOTE] [size=1]Hey, I was seven stone and still had a belly! Try stomach crunches boy ;)[/size]

[quote name='Allamorph'][FONT=Arial]Well, only been running really for a week, and three weeks last summer. So yeah, pretty much.[/FONT][/QUOTE] [size=1]Awww I bet you've got a cute pudgy belly like most cats ^_^[/size]

[center][img]http://img386.imageshack.us/img386/8954/posthumaneffect.png[/img] [font=lucida sans][b]“It is not their intelligence, that deathly satanic madness, nor the incredible feats that put them far beyond anything a human can hope for that scares the world; it’s their eyes. The eyes that tell the story and the only eyes that will soon see it end.”[/b][/font] [img]http://img19.imageshack.us/img19/8863/breakcopy.png[/img][/center] [align=justify][font=arial][size=1]“Out! Everybody out!” There were no sirens because the fires had burned them all out. There were no lights because the shockwave had smashed them all clear from the bulkheads. The only direction was instinct. Sin bounded his way through the corridors with his hands held in front of his eyes to protect his vision. Any debris in the way was pushed out of the way by his horns, including the bodies of his comrades, dead or alive. His hearing felt damp – useless - and his eyesight was clouded in blood. His muscles felt weak from having been knocked cold out moments ago from a fallen door and he was covered in wounds, fatal to most but not to him. He lifted his head a took a breather coming face to face with the fires of hell erupting through the corridors. He didn’t wince; fire didn’t hurt him. “Sin!” When Sin spun around to the voice that called him the ceiling above him gave way. Grids and the insides of the ship fall onto his head knocking him flat on the floor with a growl and a grunt; he crawled and struggled to pull himself free but the components were too heavy and his sight was too narrow. “Sin! Take it!” That voice to Sin’s ears was rough like it got caught in a grater up the throat. Sin opened one eye and saw the gnarling jaws of Baal in front of his face, his massive paws extended in Sin’s face. Despite his anger at being seen as a stuck pig in front of Baal, Sin took his hand and was pulled out of the wreckage with rough ease. “We have to get out! Through the fire!” Sin shouted above the noise. “I can’t! I can’t touch the fire!” “Then die!” Sin ignored Baal. He covered his eyes with his hands and charged through the fire with Baal’s frantic cries erupting behind him, but Sin didn’t care. No, of course he didn’t. A blast of cold hit Sin’s face and he looked up to the sky of a new world. Their ship was entirely in flames, embedded deep into the ground of the desolate planet. Sin took a breather and made his way far from the ship. He looked back. He could see hands, vaguely, trying to reach out through the bulkheads but failing from the fire. He could hear screams of burning flesh and smell their agony, but he didn’t help them. A few survived the initial crash and only Sin, it seemed, had survived the fire. He sat down in exhaustion with heavy breathing clogging his ability to speak and intense carbon monoxide clouding his mind. He closed his burning eyes and let his head fall back into the dirt, a smile twitching on his face from the agony he envisioned. [center]- - -[/center] Earth. Once ruled by the dinosaurs, now half burnt and ready to enter an ice age. The planet’s atmosphere changed in moments of the crash to something sinister, something wicked, just like its new guests. Hidden away behind the trees from the creatures of the planet, Baal growled over Sin. His instincts wanted to rip the demon’s face off and make him eat it again, kill the immortal over and over again. But a hand touched Baal’s furry shoulder and backed him away. “Leave him, Baal. We need him.” “Yes, Chronus.” Chronus flexed her wings, though burnt and scarred as they were, grimacing as she did. “Only four.” That voice was metallic and cold to the tone. Chronus and Baal turned to Reshef, the ship’s mechanic, his machine armour wrecked and ripped away leaving exposed, black skin. He looked up at them. “We are the only survivors. This is our world now.” “[I]Our[/I] world?” That breathing. That hoarse breathing combined with the faintest touch of laughter came from the cocaine lips of Sin, who awake slowly and sat up, sharp teeth bared into a smile. “This is [I]my[/I] world. I was the first out and the highest rank on the ship, which still applies here. We live to survive. You will not survive without my guidance.” “I survived well enough without you!” Baal hissed. “You were a Starship Commodore. There is no Starship here. You have no authority.” Reshef invoked. “If I have no authority than I have no reason to keep you alive and we all [I]know[/I] I’m capable of that.” “You’re capable of uncanny arrogance, Sin,” Chronus perked up, “nothing more. We have to work together until someone finds us.” “Yeah, in a thousand years.” Baal scoffed. “Far more.” Reshef dragged in a shallow robot breath and continued. “Supplies are limited on this planet. We cannot afford to fight. We must form an alliance.” “Agreed.” Baal grunted. “Agreed.” And all eyes turned on Sin. All eyes turned to the Commodore Demon with his wicked eyes and wicked smile, the smile that only grew bigger. He laughed.[/size][/font] [center][img]http://img19.imageshack.us/img19/8863/breakcopy.png[/img][/center] [font=lucida sans]The destruction of the dinosaurs came at exactly the same time as the crash landing of an interstellar spaceship from the complete other side of the Universe. There were only four survivors. Though three survivors agreed to work together the Commodore, Sin, was not enthusiastic. Arguments erupted in the centuries the four lived together, until the fighting began. As humanity evolved and took its place in the horrible little biosphere four tyrants raged across the lands trying to gain the upper hand and rule. Their names became famous in early history as an influence but their legacy had only just started. As time went by the survivors gave birth to children. Children that, because of the human DNA involved, bore little resemblance to their alien parents. Further and further down the bloodline the alien DNA faded, soon leaving only red eyes and, eventually, leaving nothing. The war went on until the tyrants became to tired to fight. They slept, along, in the darkest regions of the planet without a single clue left as to where they were and their only mark a vague scrap of DNA embedded in humans. But the DNA that ran through those few strands of humanity was strong and unstable. Bursts of intelligence or strength could sometimes be found in a few individuals throughout the years but never enough to cause a disturbance. When the DNA erupted in the genes of a few their came rise, suddenly, to human beings so beyond their forefathers that they could only be described as Posthumans. The rise of the Posthuman will, eventually, cause the rise of the four alien survivors. And that, some predict, will start off an effect to end humanity as we know it by the hands of the very creatures that wanted to rule it. And it’ll all be seen through beautifully red demon eyes. [center][img]http://img19.imageshack.us/img19/8863/breakcopy.png[/img][/center] You will be playing a descendant of the original alien survivors from the crash from four different clans: Sin, Reshef, Baal and Chronus. Each clan contains their own unique devices and attributes; your character will wake up one day with red eyes, distinct of each clan, but your powers will not fully develop at once. The one thing each player has in common: an undying, unbearable need to destroy any revival clan members. [center][img]http://img51.imageshack.us/img51/3360/sincopy.png[/img] – [img]http://img41.imageshack.us/img41/2851/reshefcopy.png[/img] [img]http://img51.imageshack.us/img51/9632/baalcopy.png[/img] – [img]http://img34.imageshack.us/img34/139/chronuscopy.png[/img] [B]Sin[/b] Sin is, by far, the most brutal and disturbing of the survivors. He possess profound strength, intelligence and speed though not as advanced as his fellow survivors. But, to make up for this, Sin’s method of intimidation makes him the very epitome of demons and evil. His descendants may possess horns or discoloured skin and will eventually develop the sick sense of humour, the brutality and the heartless antics of Sin but have no specific powers compared to other clans, ranging only from intimidation techniques or mind tricks. Members of the Sin clan are also immune to heat and fire but can find themselves considerably at a disadvantage in the cold. [B]Reshef[/b] Half robot and half alien. Reshef’s intelligence is unrivalled, as is his technologic prowess. The mind of Reshef can develop new ideas and new strategies in a matter of seconds when it would take normal beings days or even weeks. He is resourceful and is the most dangerous in terms of his intelligence. Members of the Reshef clan can find themselves with a unique ability to control machinery and technology and will, eventually, find an urge to cover up their skin with new armour and gadgets as it becomes distinctly black and ugly. [B]Baal[/B] The most violent and the strongman. Baal is a beast amongst the pigeons everywhere he goes, shown to have absolute strength but less intelligence than the other survivors. He is quick to judge, unstable, destructive but a powerful addition to any force. The Baal clan eventually develop animal-like qualities, from sharper teeth to full-grown alien-wolf appearances and have a very good communication with nature and animals alike. [B]Chronus[/b] The peacemaker. Chronus is intelligent but not like Reshef and is less keen on violence. Her wings allow her flight and the greatest speed of all the survivors and her background differs from the other survivors as her species, though from the same solar system, posses many advantages. Most members of the Chronus clan will develop wings sooner or later and, eventually, an ability to control small amounts of energy into concussion beams, energy blasts and force fields.[/center][/font] [center][img]http://img19.imageshack.us/img19/8863/breakcopy.png[/img][/center] [size=1]The sign-up is simple. In any form you feel suitable, I want a name, an age, a nationality, your clan, your powers, appearance and personality. I’d also like a little bit of background information for your characters. As for the powers, which I've just edited in now lol, you can have anything revolving around your chosen clan but the Sin clan is the least experimental. For example, a member of the Chronus clan can possess the ability to vibrate their molecules so fast that they can move through walls. Or a member of the Sin clan could create moving shadows (the Sin clan revolves around fear). A Reshef member, as another example, could have more 'modifications' than powers and a Baal clan member is open to all kinds of animalistic powers. I deliberately left out a lot of storyline that was originally there, so don’t take that as bad or rushed writing, take that as an opportunity for the history of this hidden little world to develop. So bring on the characters and bring on the games. We’re going to have fun here.[/size][/align] EDIT: I decided to post my draft sign-up as an example. [font=lucida sans][center][B]Andrew ‘Acey’ Slade[/b] Guitarist/Lead Vocals Acey was born in Berlin, 1988. He’s the [b]21-year-old German[/b] prodigal guitarist, vocalist and songwriter for Nightmare Industries, an industrial-gothic band based in Germany. Acey is an only child, receiving top of the range education throughout his entire life but wasting it all and refusing to go to University to work on his band which, incidentally, did bring him the income he deserved. Acey’s over the top, above the bar, below the belt antics have given him and his band a reputation in the musical circuit as one of the most electric acts to date, drawing the line between modesty and vulgarity and deliberately crossing it with style. Attitude wise, Acey has taken off from the platform of rockstar life. While indulging in everything being a star has to offer he tends to take it beyond the next level; he’s rude, sexual, demeaning to some, a son of anarchy and a complete bastard when it comes to whatever he wants. Though driven by a horrible need to disgust the world and show he doesn’t care, Acey’s educated background has given him a foundation of Philosophy, English Literature, English Language and Psychology. But he doesn’t really care about [I]that[/I]. [img]http://img79.imageshack.us/img79/4939/l46fca862a7c3ba56d9732a.jpg[/img] [b]"Yet we breathe - terror to some - heaven to others. What do angels dream, do angels sleep, do demons dream of darkness deep?"[/center][/b] [align=justify]Acey is a member of the [B]Sin[/b] clan and has already been influenced by the dark demon in his early life. His powers revolve in the mind of his victim’s dreams. Either by touching the head directly Acey can enter a person’s dream world and lock them in for as long as he wants, or until his body is disrupted during the process. And, later on, Acey will find that if he acquires an object a person had on them quite often (such as clothes, jewelery or parts of their body) he can jump into their mind whenever they are asleep [I]wherever[/I] they are. From his long life of rock and roll Acey can be very dangerous even with limited powers. His ability to push himself beyond his own limits makes him dangerous, especially now with enhanced speed and strength. He’s a dare devil, violent and brutal, not afraid of anything in his path and prepared to go to the very limits to get what he wants.[/align][/font]

[size=1]I'm against abortions but I certainly would never shoot a man who provides them, or even argue with him about it, or even treat him differently. He's providing [i]alternatives[/i] - no matter how sick everyone thinks they are - and he's doing a service. The people who want the abortions make the decision, not him, and I don't think it's his job to dictate right or wrong. If abortions must happen then they must happen professionally even though I strongly disagree. It all boils down to a difference of opinion and it was completely unnecessary to kill a man for abortions. Perhaps the murderer thinks he was on a much higher moral ground, but he's not. He's just got a different opinion and he's probably not getting into heaven now, lol.[/size]

[quote name='Allamorph'][FONT=Arial]This Just In: running kind of takes the wind out of you. Surely I can do better than a mile and a half. Blah.[/FONT][/QUOTE] [size=1]So unfit! =p I can two three miles on my treadmill and some hardcore amount of press ups.[/size]

[quote name='Mr. Maul'][FONT=Verdana][SIZE=1][COLOR=DimGray]Not gonna lie... I really wish I knew someone who was cockney. It'd be awesome if I had a friend who spoke English, yet I couldn't understand a single word they said.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/QUOTE] [size=1]Aaah they're easy to understand, this one doesn't use rhyming slang but has little perks of weird words I've never heard before. I just nod and go "umm yeah." Also you've not seen (heard?) anything until a cockney says "d'you wanna dance with me?".[/size]

[size=1]Waaaahey I got back with my cockney ex-girlfriend ^_^ And it turns out she's not gold digging because she refuses to even let me buy her noodles.[/size]

[size=1]...Wait, $600 for an evaluation? O_o It's quite a big problem and quite unfair. Someone can end up dying because they can't afford treatment. I'm not sure how things work here in the UK but the only thing I had to pay for were my anti-depressants and anti-psychotics when I dropped out of college - which is pretty stupid because I [i]dropped[/i] out of college mainly due to depression so I was paying for medication they wanted to keep me on that obviously wasn't working. Money leeches.[/size]

[quote name='DeLarge'][SIZE=1]This is officially my new favourite thing ever: [/SIZE][center][youtube="Christopher Walken's Three Little Pigs"][/youtube][/center][/QUOTE] [size=1]I couldn't watch it. Audiences that laugh too much annoy me ¬_¬.[/size]

[size=1]Oooh I like your lady friend Korey. And your goatee... of course I would like goatees, eh? Although I just posted pictures me and my friend did a mess around photo shoot the other day just to get some pictures to play with photoshop on. Some look awesome. Manchester Wastelands [img]http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs098.snc1/4736_178810910654_687095654_7072703_5494769_n.jpg[/img] Your wasteland is my armchair (apparently) [img]http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v4736/154/44/687095654/n687095654_7072716_1057560.jpg[/img] And under the Darkside of the Bridge [img]http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v4736/154/44/687095654/n687095654_7072722_5937505.jpg[/img][/size]

[size=1]Shaven legs on men are hot. Plus, I can't grow my hair except on my head and arms because it gets really itchy when it's growing back. It was murder when I was growing the sides from my mohawk out. + why does my ex girlfriend keep inviting me round when I have money =([/size]

[size=1]I can't drive cars. My mother let my brother drive her car, which is quite small, around the Asda car park in the middle of the night and thankfully he didn't crash. I couldn't do it. The thing is about cars is I feel more locked in. I feel like I can't see as well, because I'm small, and don't understand how people can navigate such monsters. But motorbikes are fine. Growing up with three brothers, each had a motorbike and not just the small dirt bikes. I'm much better and more confident on a bike than in a car but, again, I'd need to get a bike that's low to the ground. I get lessons soon so I'm planning on getting myself a Honda Rebel. They're not really that expensive.[/size]

[quote name='Botar'][color="darkgreen"]I just added to the joke, thats why I put spoilers on it. Isn't it funny guys? Huh? Isn't just hilarious? Isn't it the most funniest thing you ever heard? Huh guys!?[/color][/QUOTE] [size=1]Funnier than you're face. And [i]that's[/i] funny. =p[/size]

[size=1]*Scratches head* Over here it works out you have five years of complusory high school and then college where you choose all your subjects and you can choose whether or not to go. Then you go to Uni. I think, from what I know, I'm technically in American terms a 'high school drop out' since I dropped out of college. But I studied Philosophy and Theology, Geography and both English subjects when I was there. I knew I wanted to be a writer of some kind, hence the two English subjects, but I got pretty far already with no qualifications (except awesome GCSEs) and little experience. (Three hundred pound steady a month is the start of a grand career for me).[/size]

[size=1]Ham with tomato ketchup and mayo. OR Cheese and onion crisps with tomato ketchup and mayo. OR Jam. Hellz yeah![/size]

[size=1]Somewhere very beautiful or with some kind of twisted beauty. Just a place that wows me. None of that fancy meals or anything, because I wouldn't like trying to function like a normal being. In fact I think my perfect date would be, at the end, walking home at three in the morning down the long, long road I used to live on. It's filled with a few neon signs until you get past the old Woolworths, where there it's only street lights; after it's rained a little bit, and still some drizzle in the air, nothing quite takes your breath away like staring at the tarmac on a road that's normally filled with average crap but, in the morning when it's left alone, looks like something out of a geographical beauty contest. Oh yeah, and singing Livin' On a Prayer at the top of your lungs. I did that by myself in that situation and I'm sure singing it with a date would be the most romantic thing evaaaar for me.[/size]

[quote name='kamioMisuzu'] How blonde is your blonde?[/QUOTE] [size=1]White. I don't have a picture. I wish I did. Anyway, I look like a skunk. Or a badger. It took ages of violet toner and all that crap, but now I had the sides black and the middle white. The middle is noticeably longer but looks nothing like my mohawk used to be. + Patronus =

[quote name='Afro'][SIZE="1"]Oh, well. If that is the way we are playing this game then I challenge............ Vicky! Do you accept my challenge?[/SIZE][/QUOTE] [size=1]Oooh, first challenge? Go for it. *Claps hands* Let's get the party staaarttteeeeed! ... ...No?[/size]

[quote name='Botar'][color="darkgreen"] Oh, and i'm glad there's so many people that like skinnys, I wouldn't of guessed.[/color][/QUOTE] [size=1]I have only three pairs; black, white and a pair of skinny-style cyberdog jeans, which are frankly the most awesome thing to ever grace the planet. Wear and tear means most are ripped. My black ones are being held together with glued on patches and safety pins. But I guess that's alright for me 'cause I suit looking like a homeless rockstar ;D[/size]

[size=1]Firefox annoys me. Randomly, it does this thing where the typing goes backwards. For example if I type in the address bar 'http://' it'll come out something like '//: ptth' or mostly all muddled up like that. The only way I get around this is closing firefox and reopening it; Facebook chat is never effected, just when I'm typing in the address bar and on OB. Does anyone know a quick fix to this instead of closing firefox constantly?[/size]

[quote name='Ace'][FONT="Comic Sans MS"] On that note, holy hell. How many guys has this fifteen year old girl danced with? And why are they all her age? I thought these stories tended to have at least one actual adult to pin all the blame on. Not counting parents, of course. [/FONT][/QUOTE] [size=1]I read in the paper it was somewhere around 17, but I'm not sure. I don't know the number so I'm just lashing out in the dark here. But it was a lot. I don't blame the Alfie kid. He shouldn't be having sex anyway at that age but I don't think parents are to blame anyway. To be fair I grew up in an area similar; a lot of my school friends... or enemies rather... are now pregnant, and a few were even pregnant in school. My family never spoke to me about sex... ever. So I was in a similar situation but I know right from wrong. I don't sleep around a lot but I know my morals. So I'm not sure what's gone on here. Maybe I'm immune to British society. A lot of it rubbed off on me, that being I'm quite inclined to cause a bit of chaos, a bit of illegal jargon here and there like you do and that's just the way I grew up. But I'd never have sex when I was that young. Why? Respect for myself (shock horror!) and others too, especially respect for life. I don't know where these kids go wrong. I'm the same as them, my family can even be as bad as them, but I don't go around beating people up nor getting people pregnant at that age. I'm a bit lost haha. Anyway, after that rant, I'd still call the girl the cause.[/size]