Burori

The streets began to bristle with humans, it made him sick to his stomach. He needed a low profile so he wasn?t able to do whatever he pleased, if he did chaos would follow. The people seemed peaceful and calm all thinking nothing was wrong until they heard an alarming announcement on the television within a looking glass at the electronic store. It came on without warning and a voice then spoke with a great disturbance. [I]"This just in: The acclaimed scientist, John Ronald has died unexpectedly and most mysteriously today. Officials suspect a homicide. Further investigation continues and, as always, we will updated..." [/I] Others began to whisper about to each other. Some spoke of a man who grew to great insanity trying to make that, which was impossible to make an AI individual. But unlike what everyone thought he knew he succeeded. He and many others were proof. But none of them were as unique as what he was, he was a collectable for the government. But like all Governments they all grew corrupted and lust for power was the meal on their minds, his being was their meal ticket. But he was no longer their ticket, in fact he never was. The others continued their rattle about how making an android or a Cybernetic Being was improbable and down right impossible. If he heard any more of this false beliefs he might not hold in his ?talents? any longer. He wished to stay hidden from the views of the others for his mission was depended on it. He knew he had little time, the one named Charlotte was his primary Target. He sat down upon a table near a dinner. A woman dressed in a black dress and apron approached him with a question; [b] What would you like Hun?[/b] He looked at her through the fabrics of his tip hat, one that he found earlier to hide his face from curious eyes. But even though the fabric prevented his eyes to lock onto hers a terrible feeling overtook her and caused her to walk away from the man, which he indeed wanted. Many other names were listed. All prototypes and successes of his ?fathers? work. He did not like it though, he was the first and he?ll be the last. His mind was closed to everyone including himself. He can not remember his life before hand the training he had to endure. The physical labour of becoming what he is today. His eyes were heavy, like a string was attached to his lids and bricks were tied on the end forcing them downward to close. A blanket surrounded him, a blanket to which he felt safe in, darkness. He looked about and recognised where he was?back to the beginning. [b] Are you sure this will work Professor? [/b] [b] Yes I am. [/b] [b] You remember the last time we let him ?loose?? [/b] [b] Yes but we need the funds and the Government will give it if we show a reason why. [/b] [b] I still don?t like it. Why him? Why not someone else?someone normal? [/b] [b] He?ll do. Lower Project: Omega into the chamber. Begin D.N.A. fusion. [/b] [b] Yes sir [/b] The blanket lifted as he awoke with a start. He remembered that? He was angered at the men responsible. Dr. Ronald got his just reward, now he was dead and soon the others will follow. Including his ?fathers? Daughter. She was his so-called Favourite. Not anymore?Soon he will be the favourite?or else.

?Hey bartender. Get me another shot of that dem vodka.? A drunken voice uttered with a tone, which sounded slurry. The man was very disturbed of something but like all males, he kept it to himself. ?Listen bud. I told you before and I?ll tell you again. You?ve had 10 shots already. How you are still alive is past me but now I will ask you to leave.? ?Fuck you man. I told you to give me another shot now give it to me.? The bartender then pulls out a pistol. ?Sir I will if you do not leave now.? ?Fuck it. I?m leaving. Piece of shit.? The man walked outside with steps unbalanced. He swayed and swerved across the side street. He began to hear a commotion about a wager between two racers. He didn?t care right now. Winning these days didn?t interest him, only blood. He walked up to a small Gremlin. He hugged it will a tear in his eye. ?I?m back hunny. I missed you.? He kissed it with happiness. His keys seemed foreign in his hands. He was unable to get them into the slot. After countless times biting and grawing his lips he finally got it into the hole. He turned the key and opened his door. A soft tone then rang as he prepared to sit into the car. The tone began to sound like a song. He felt like singing but sat there in silence. His key found its way into another slot, which started to make the car purr when it turned. He smiled at the dashboard then looked into the rear view mirror. His right hand found its way to the gear shifter. His left leg pushed down the clutch and his hand glided into first gear. ?Lets get on the road again.? The engine revved like a call of a demon as he took off in a wall of dust. He wasn?t sure where he was going but right now he didn?t care.

(W00t double posting. I'm such a rebel ^_^) "Come the night sky and blistering winds engulf the land and those within. From the time of night and day come the death that will dawn with shades of Gray." A voice echoed upon the mountaintop with a bass-like tone. Such a voice would send the mountain into crumble if it were not made of rock than ice and snow. Rufius was very enlightened of the news that a warrior of great power accepted his invitation of a battle with magic and skill. Though the species he never knew nor heard of was resting in his advisory?s blood, a hint that he must not underestimate her. Never was the case that he underestimated his opponents but this time he was overwhelmed with excitement. His time has come to summon the great dragon, Fremar. The mythical beast that laid dormant in the mountains craved revival and to do such a thing would be very dangerous if not done precisely it might upset the shifting moods of the Earth. Rufius was very nervous as well. He was only able to revive Fremar once and at that time he was responsible for many deaths. This time Fremar would be a last cause to decide upon. Until then his power in the art of combat. He took his great axe and held it with both hands. He looked deep into its craftsmanship and admired the beauty of it. He was ready now. He felt a shift in the winds. He knew company was coming. (Crap I know. But I decided to post today since I was taking too long to post. My promise that it will grow better than this.)

Ah once it falls then it must rise! [COLOR=orangered][u]Name [/u][/color]:Name:Jackel [COLOR=orangered][u]Age[/u][/color]: 20 [COLOR=orangered][u]Sex [/u][/color]: Male [COLOR=orangered][u]Race[/u][/color]:: By genetic structure human but his true origin is unknown. [COLOR=orangered][u]Appearance [/u][/color]: A tall and muscular being standing an impressive 7 foot and 2 inches. He weighs around 250 pounds. A minor change to his body is a metallic hand that looks and moves as if he never crafted one on. The cause of that was a resent match against another loon. The thing to know the most about his metallic limbs and such is that they can not be used for self-defense or to deal damage. They may be machine-based limbs but they are so perfectly created that they are basically a limb. He has an incredible amount of knowledge on a human anomaly and machines that make him able to create such parts. A smile on his face is always common it?s when he stops smiling, then RUN! He has gold hair that grows down to his back and shoulder blades. He wears an ancient Egyptian robe with the markings of Anubius showing his bloodline inheritance. The robe only covers the back of him but the front is visible with a dagger hung around his neck. The dagger itself is so old it that it was useless in a battle that is why he sealed the sheath on it and wore it so that it reminded him how he came to be. On his back he wears a hilt that holds the very sword Anubius gave to him in commemorating him as his third son. On his sides were two sashes for his trademark weapons, The Raging bulls. He wore also a belt that held his grenades and ammunition. [COLOR=orangered][u] Weapons [/u][/color] [COLOR=orangered][u] Alepedo [/u][/color]: A beautifully crafted golden handled sword given to him from the God himself Anubius. The very blade itself is made of substances so poisonous means death in a few hours unless Jackel chooses not to use that. Which he never does for he likes to torture his victims. Jackel however decided a few changes to it should be made and created a gunblade of his liking. The gunblade at the moment can hold up to 5 shotgun shells. Each shell was made to scatter into hundreds of sharp metals able to pierce almost everything. The down side? He can only use one setting at a time. It takes a few minutes to switch the blade. [COLOR=orangered][u] Raging Bulls [/u][/color]: Jackel?s two little beauties. This is a pair you DO NOT want to be flashed with. Both fire 600 bullets per cartage each at 20 bullets a second. Crafted to Jackel?s perfect image. A insane weapon for an insane killer. [COLOR=orangered][u]Grenades [/u][/color]: He carries only three types of Grenades. Which can only be activated when he touches them. [COLOR=orangered][u]Bio[/u][/color]: His actual history is unknown. In the journal of the well known scientist he is listed as none other than the dark angel of Omega. The defect of his grand design? Pure insanity.

Meh. Quebec, Canada for me. I am at the moment a Janitor until I get my writing to perfect sync. I plan on becoming the next best author than Stephen King. I am 18 turning 19 this october.

[quote name='Baron Samedi][size=1']You must admit, some things that people write are funny. Some of them are disturbing. Particularly one where some guy was offering his 11 year old sister for 'hire'. That was odd. Still, I can't imagine being bored enough to write that crap on the walls.[/size][/quote] or to share with you all this was found: "This person" is here with "this other person's" Brother. " " - means I don't know who it was cause it was very difficult to read. To make it desturbing this was in a females bathrom in a elementary school. Grade 1 to 4 to be exact.

Your Username: Burori Magic Type- Dark Type- Warrior Picture: Check attachments 2 Moves: 1) Raw Power: By foccusing his power he makes his powers too dangerous to challenge.When this happens the opposing fighter cards are usless until it is removed from play. 2) Super Saiyajin: Can turn SSJ. Its attack increases 2X while its defense decreases 2X Color: Black

Not just repaint....-_- I swear it'd be cheaper to take the walls around the toliets down and replace them. I was quite wondering why the females think they have the right to do such a thing. Males are of course idiots many times (I'm a guy so =P) But in the end they have no idea who cleans the damn things. Why are women this way in general? They seem to not care about our jobs. Such a mess....

As per requested. The pictures will be edited in later on after I get home from work. [b]Name[/b]: Billy (Loon) Bort [b]Age[/b]: 27 [b]Eye Color[/b]: Multi coloured (Brown around and green around the pupil. [b]Hair Color[/b]: Black [b]Gender[/b]: Male [b]Personality[/b]Quite the insane driver thus the nickname Loon [b]Appearance[/b]: [IMG]http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=20212&stc=1[/IMG] [b]Gang your in[/b]: A lone wolf upon a great number of packs. He mght join someone if they were willing to let him in due to his insanity on the wheels. [b]Car Make[/b]: Chrylser [b]Car Model-[/b] Gremlin [b]Car Color-[/b] Red, white, and blue Horse Power- 600 w/o Nox, 1000 with nox Modifications- NOX, Steel rim bumper, Power steering, Scanner, Another nox (hidden), and Smog trap door. Picture of car when stock: [IMG]http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=20211&stc=1[/IMG]

Being as who I am now a Janitor I have been to so far four schools. I have come to notice that out of those four schools that female's washrooms areall if not very close to it arevandelised than males. My question to all the males and females is why is that? And please keep this professional.

O.o too true. I forgot that detail.... Hun your are in trouble heh.

Fall no offense but that is bull ****. I have been in many breakups and in the end stayed best friends with all my exs. Other than my first but there is a reason for that. Just give it to him nicely. Say that you enjoyed being with him but you don't feel very strongly about him but you'd like to remain good friends. Either way you play this you'll hurt him but trust me when I say try to stay friends with him, it'll pay off.

I have got more: 1) Creating the undead army ^_^ 2) Having my relationship help thread closed due to the reason that Sara\Lore was afraid of the Mongoose I mentioned lol 3) (My favorite) Before the voting of the best DBZ Guru I spoke with Piro and the convo went something like this: Me: So. looks like you are being voted for the spot. Piro: I don't want it. I'll hurt whomever votes for me. Sure enough he was in second place so many people got sore the next day. 4) I was right just now and proved it to James about AL's innvasion of long posts. =P 5) The Random comics. (forgot the name) They were awsome. Expecially the one with Mario. It makes perfect sense. There are more to come.

Aight. I'm in on this nate. You know my car =P `I'll post my character sheet soon after work.

Congrates Queen and Piro (Spammy ^_^)

OOC: As per our decission this shall be a Hybrid. OO leather...no...must keep hands to self lol. Don't worry I plan not to slap your *** but...now that it is in leather...I'll try my best. Name: Rufius Hangard Age: Unknown (don't you love those?) Race: Black Mage Warrior Weapons: Staff of Talmar: An ancient staff passed down by his kin throught the family tree. Axe of Trenir: A mighty axe capable to smight the strongest rock. Shield of Trenaber: A shield also passed down his family tree. Appearance: [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=20143&stc=1]Here[/URL] Magic: Thunderclap: Summons a Thunder Dragon, Fremar to be exact. Bulge of Strength: Expands and tightens the muscles of the user thus increasing its strength (I'll post my intro later ^_^)

You want the threads? I remember seeing you responding saying that the length of a character sheet is unlimited but for the respect of your opponents to limit its length cause no one wants to spend hours reading it. This happened a few months before V.7 was to be made. A few months before you shut the site down to upload it. The threads are: [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=37093]I like being right ^_^[/URL]

[QUOTE=James] [color=#707875]What is "AL[/color][/QUOTE] Anime League. Remeber the five somewhat sparrers that flooded the threads with bio's that neverended almost. Man was that funny to watch heat up.

*cough* Burori *cough* Always have and always will. Why? The reason is because of his outlook on life is the same as mine. I feel connected to him as if he was me.

I love Stephen King. It was because of his novel: The Talismen that I became intreged in writing. Of all the writers and authors he is my idol. (Sorry for the terrible spelling. I'm at work right now heh)

[quote name='Shy][size=1] [*']AEBoards versus OtakuBoards[/quote] Do you mean AL or AE? If you meant AE then let us not forget that funny time when AL flooded the Battle arena with posts that took three sections to fill lol. Took a good month to clean all that up... Ah memories.

Does anyone know if they will add a multiplayer system into Halo 2 I mean Co-op. I know that Halo 2 will have it to be against each other but will there be a co-op. If not my friends and I are going to send tons of (unhappy) letters to them.

Otakuboards is all for fun not for bordom. I know and agree that spam is bad but like JC said spam is going to always be common. I think that it is a good idea but may I say that who would really want to sit through that? I bet you they will do the same in scrolling through it and opent the can of spam on the site anyways. I see only patience is the key in this. If those whol like to share spam stay they get the boot. If those which to toss that can aside they become members and a welcome part of the Otakuboards community.

I agree. I feel to make it more fun they should add the characters from Dragonball GT: Final Bout. It was fun using them for sure. Adding a large variety would boast the effects of wanting to play it more. I know I would buy it if Burori was in it lol. As long as the smoothness and graphics exceed M.U.G.E.N. I would buy it in a heartbeat. Budakai 2 came out very successful and I hope they continue the legacy being a hardcore fan and such =P

So james has informed me, Shin I appoligize. I will stop being the power informer Sayiajin from now on ^_-