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[font=book antigua][size=2][color=#cccccc][font=Book Antiqua][u]Name[/u]: Onyx [u]Age[/u]: Born into existence around 400 ago, although only truly aware for 80 [u]Race[/u]: Golem [u]Location[/u]: Lerion [u]Appearance[/u]: [url="http://img155.exs.cx/img155/5803/onyx6rz.jpg"]Onyx[/url] [u]Spells/Weapons[/u]: [u]Golem (Shadow)[/u]: Onyx can manipulate shadow in ways limited only by his imagination but he only has used his power in a few ways. There have been stories of other shadow golem being born, but Onyx is the only one known to have survived any contact with, and be unaffected by, any light source. [u]Raven Shift[/u]- Using Shadows as a medium, Onyx can travel very rapidly through anywhere that there is shade. [u]Ebony Accession[/u]- While in a shadow, Onyx can use said shadow to increase his size/strength or heal his wounds. [u]Obsidian Construct[/u]- Onyx can use shadows to create objects, as small as a pin or as big as a house, depending on what he needs and on the volume of the surrounding shadows. These creations are very tough and solid, despite their appearance. [u]Biography[/u]: It rolled on ceaselessly, only interested in its one goal. [i]"Destroy."[/i] This single word was its life, its business, its obsession. [i]"Destroy."[/i] This one word was its only interest, repeated over and over in its mind until it became a deafening roar rumbling throughout the ether. It brought this word to the masses for centuries, unrivaled save for one. He beat back the herald of destruction, forcing it to shrink and skulk away from an Idea that it had never thought of; it's own destruction. This simple idea was foreign to it, and was soon forgotten in the rush to heal and redouble its efforts. Years passed, and the herald returned, once again interested in its single idea, and again it met with defeat. Despite its vast knowledge, the herald still could not understand this notion, and again it was cast aside for more pressing matters. It recuperated for several centuries more. [i]"Destroy,"[/i] it repeated again and again. [size=1][i] "Why?"[/i][/size] a small voice asked. The heralds mind was silent for the first time since its creation. [i]"What?"[/i] it asked back. [i] "Why?"[/i] it asked again, stronger this time. [i]"Why must we destroy?" [/i] The herald responded, [i]"Because it exists,"[/i] and cast the offender from its body. The herald felt that the question was a sign of weakness, and could not be burdened by it. [i] "Worthless refuse. I would destroy you if you were not once a part of me. If you wish to one day return, grow stronger, and one day I may consider returning you to the whole. Otherwise, die in the street with the rest of the rubbish."[/i] [/font] [font=Book Antiqua]* * *[/font][font=Book Antiqua] Aurora was tired. He had existed for years as a close friend to the Red Mage Solaris, and countless more as a golem of light. Together, they had brought great honor to Lerion, as Aurora's ancestors had before him. When Solaris died in battle, Aurora wandered lost throughout the kingdom, unsure of his reason for continued existence. Aurora finally came to the decision that he had nothing left to do in his life but die. He chose the spot where he had first begun his adventure with his friend all those years ago, a road at the limits of Lerion to be his final resting place. He noticed a strange little puddle on the otherwise dry road, a thing that many others had passed without notice several times. "Funny little puddle, I wish I had the strength that you do to continue on," and he died in a brilliant flash of light. The great power that Aurora released upon his death was captured by the "puddle", and in that moment Onyx was born. It seemed that despite the great brilliance that Aurora had held, it still was not enough to cleanse Onyx of the darkness that he was born of, and he became a golem of shadow. He wandered the kingdom for years, shunned by other golem because of his strange element, and sought after by upstart Red Mage for his rarity. Despite all his travels, Onyx ended up finally living in a system of caves with a group of abandoned Golems outside of Lerion. They had all been drawn there, presumably because of all of the magic in the air outside of the city. Onyx finally found a home on top of a cliff overlooking the entrance to the cave. He created a little home for himself using his powers, and he insists on always having a single lit candle burn inside his house; a single light contained within the darkness. [/font] [/color][/size][/font]

[font=Book Antiqua][color=Navy]They could catch 'em all, but sadly, they couldn't all catch 'em...[/color][/font]

[font=Garamond][size=2][color=navy]Name: Iron Man Age: Comic: The Invincible Iron Man Powers: Bio: Wealthy playboy/inventor Tony Stark didn't let being obscenely rich stop him from trying to make a quick buck. While he was testing the experimental weapons that he planned to sell to Communist militants in Vietnam, a boobytrap exploded on Stark. It fatally injured Stark, and lodged a piece of shrapnel into his body. The shrapnel was slowly working it's way towards his heart, and would eventually kill him, so the militants ordered him to make them weapons until the end of his life. Stark, however, wouldn't go so easily. He first built a device to prolong his life, and later expanded it into a suit of armor to help him escape his captors. Later on, Stark srteamlined te suit fron it's bulky gunmetal gray tho the red and gold that it is famous for today. Tony kept the suit, using it to fight crime even after he was no longer dependant on it to survive[/color][/size][/font] [font=Garamond][color=navy][size=2]Description: [/size][/color][/font] [font=Garamond][color=navy][size=2]Secret Identity/Real Name: Anthony "Tony" Stark [/size][/color][/font][img]http://www.steelfalcon.com/Images/ironman.gif[/img]

[font=Book Antiqua][color=Navy]Mentos. The freshmaker.[/color][/font]

[font=Book Antiqua][color=Navy][size=1][u] Name[/u]: Kyoden Seimei [u] Age[/u]: 22 [u]Gender[/u]: Male [u] Title[/u]: Healer [u] Summon[/u]: Wolf [u] Team[/u]: Justice [u] Weapon of Choice[/u]: Exploding notes [u] Village[/u]: Konohagakure [u] Rank[/u]: Jounin [u] Jutsus[/u]: Kage Bushin no Jutsu, Kuchiyose no Jutsu, Shunshin no Jutsu, Bakuretsufuu, Chakra Enjintou, Chiyute no Jutsu, Chuusuusei Biribiri, Kyuushuu no Chakra, Nemuri, Satsugaite no Jutsu[/size][/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=Navy][size=1][u] Appearance[/u]: [url="http://www.chthonian.net/Aoshi/13aoshi.jpg"]Here[/url] [u] Personality[/u]: Stoic and silent, Kyoden would rather travel by himself then have to worry about his teammates being harmed. Kyoden cares deeply for his team, he just doesn't know how to correctly show it. [u] Bio[/u]: Will finish soon. [/size][/color][/font]

[font=Book Antiqua][color=Navy]"Despite repeated attempts to contact Nintendo about why the upcoming 'Super Monkey Fun House' had recieved an Adults Only rating, as of today, we have still recieved no comment." [/color][/font]

[font=Book Antiqua][color=Gray]"You're not leaving without me, are you?" [color=Navy]Andromon emerged from a crumbling tunnel beside where Deciperemon had been laying. He had a slight limp, and he was nursing his right arm. There were several scratches on his armor, and a large gash was visibly oozing where his left hand grasped his arm. "What happened to you?" Gatomon asked him. [color=Gray]"Interestingly enough, WereGarurumon don't enjoy being shot in the face and being run away from... They gained on me pretty quickly. I took one of them out before they started to overwhelm me. If the cooridor that we were fighting in hadn't fallen in on us, I might not be here." [color=Navy]Andromon sat down heavily on the floor. Just telling that little story seemed to have exausted him. Flamedramon motioned to pick him up off the ground, but the android digimon waved his hand away. [color=Gray]"Don't worry about me, I'll be fine in a little bit." [color=Navy]"Well try to make it quick," Flamedramon told him, "We don't know how stable this place is, and there's plenty more people that need our help." Andromon nodded and stood up with a bit of effort. He let go of his arm and took a few shaky steps. He still looked bad, but he was alot better then he had been when he walked into the cavern. [/color][/color][/color][/color][/color][/color][/font][color=lime][font=Lucida Console]Repairs in progress 59% [color=Navy][font=Book Antiqua]As they trudged towards an exit to the room, Deciperemonmuttered to himself under his breath. "Honestly I don't get why he's being such a wimp; I fought three of em, and look at me..."[/font][/color] [/font][/color][font=Book Antiqua][color=Gray][color=Navy][color=Gray] [/color][/color][/color][/font]

[font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=Navy][u] Name[/u]: Marcus Arden [u] Age[/u]: 22 [u] Rank[/u]: Captain [u] What Country you are from[/u]: Born in Cape Town, South Africa, but now residing in Kyoto, Japan [u] Call Sign[/u]: Oogami [u] Description[/u]: [img]http://www.animeshrine.com/gallery/20040907R/warofgenesis/christian.jpg[/img] [u] Bio[/u]: With a father world renown as the greatest Secretary of State that the United States has seen in a long time, and a mother that was known as the foremost athority on genetic engineering in Japan, Macus posseses an impressive backround. It's no wonder that he was found to be extremely gifted, with an IQ just under 190 as a small child. Everything came easy to him, from a mastersdegree in computer sciences before he could drive, to all of the latest cutting edge technology for him to play around with. However, with the huge lack of resistance that he metwith in life, Marcus becam a bit lazy and apathetic about most things in general. He joined the military in order to challenge his body, since few things could challenge his mind. He rose quickly to the rank of Captain, but this too eventually lost his interest, and he moved behind the scenes, designing weapons technology for black ops teams of the US and its allies. InGen contacted Macus to callaborate on designing the traquilizer guns that the team would use, and he is the on site weapons specialist.[u] Special features[/u]: Marcus is an excellent marksman with an accuracy rating of 94%. He is also an accomplished linguist and knows several languages, including Mandarin, Japanese, Portugese, and French. [u] Weapon[/u]: [/color][/size][/font][indent][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=Navy][u]Standard issue[/u]- Assault Rifle, Tranquilizer Gun. [/color][/size][/font] [/indent][indent][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=Navy][u]Extra[/u]-[/color][/size][/font][color=#dddddd][font=verdana][size=2][color=#ffffff][font=Book Antiqua][color=Navy]2 modified Belgian 5.7mm [/color][/font][/color][/size][/font][/color][color=#dddddd][font=verdana][size=2][color=#ffffff][font=Book Antiqua][color=Navy]Pistols with Laser sight and custom ammunition (armor piercing with a three second delay small explosive charge for shrapnel damage) [/color][/font][/color][/size][/font][/color][/indent]

[font=Book Antiqua][color=Navy]It just so happens that I have a few on hand. Hope you like at least one of them. [img]http://img1.imagetown.net/75334468.jpg[/img] [img]http://img1.imagetown.net/54842149.jpg[/img] [img]http://img1.imagetown.net/90412511.jpg[/img] [img]http://img1.imagetown.net/75978411.jpg[/img] [/color][/font]

[color=Navy][font=Book Antiqua][u]Avatar[/u]: A nice picture, but it looks a bit overstretched. 6/10 [u]Banner[/u]: Very cool faded effect with the picture in the middle, but the font is a little hard to read on the left side. Still, very nice. 8/10 [/font][/color]

[font=Book Antiqua][color=Navy]Well, I'm not quite yet sure which side to root for, so I'm just going to make a (crappy[/color][/font][font=Book Antiqua][color=Navy]:sweat:[/color][/font][font=Book Antiqua][color=Navy]) banner for either side and thow my support behind whoever appreciates it the most. If anyone wants to use it, be my guest. [img]http://img4.imagetown.net/68459036.jpg[/img] [/color][/font]

[font=Book Antiqua][color=Navy]Aaron fought to stay conscious, but the of the rain lulled him into a deep sleep. [/color][/font][color=Navy][font=Book Antiqua][i]The alley seemed to streach on forever. I was alone, with only the sound of my rapid footfalls to keep me company. Soon...I heard them. Four, maybe five people . Their footsteps seemed uneven, a sign that they were carrying something heavy, perhaps an assault rifle or something even more fun. I smiled to myself and quickened my pace. The brick walls of the alley flashed by me, until finally I reached the end. I was surrounded by high brick walls on all four sides, not a good thing to happen when you're being chased by a bunch of pissed off people that you just stole from. Skidding to a stop, I spun around, looking for something, anything to use as a weapon. Garbage cans... Unless, they're bulletproof, not very useful. No matter . Let them come. All at once, they stormed into the enclosure. I was right, there was five. The lead one (obviously the lead one because he seemed to have adorned himself with plenty of stripes and shiny badges) moved foreward. He raised a hand, and the four grunts behind him leveled their MP 5 assault rifles at me. "This is your final chance. Surrender the materials that you stole, and I will guarantee your safety. You have fifteen seconds to comply." [font=Garamond][color=DarkRed]"Hmm... Can you make it a bit longer than that? All this running has made me a bit thirsty, and I was hoping that I could have a soda." [font=Book Antiqua][color=Navy]A slight chuckle behind me. I turned my head to the side, Having my back to those five would have been idiotic. [/color][/font][/color][/font][/i][/font][/color][i][font=Book Antiqua][color=sienna]"Gentlemen, It seems that we're all after the same thing, but I saw him first."[/color][/font] [/i] [color=Navy][font=Book Antiqua][i]Her hair was long then, and it was obscuring most of her face, but I could tell that she was beautiful. Dressed in black and cloaked in shadow, it wasn't suprising that I hadn't seen her when I scanned the area. She was using some sort of loudspeaker to deter the five soldiers from finding her position, but my darkness wouldn't hide her from me any longer. As I realized what was really happening, it was my turn to chuckle; not only had she gotten the drop on me, she had already set up the area to her advantage. I was definitly impressed. Two quick silenced shots, and a pair of subordinates to the main soldier dropped like stones. Two more shots, and the others followed suit. It was just me and the lead soldier. I could see him cowering in the dim light from the lone streetlamp outside the alley, but with a single shot, it was gone as well. It was just me and the soldier in a pitch black alley . [color=Sienna]"Well? I've given you both a handicap, entertain me." [font=Garamond][color=DarkRed]"Handicap? Not really. When that light died, this man's last chance to live died with it." [font=Book Antiqua][color=Navy]A sharp scream, and it was over already. [color=Sienna]"Impressive. You finished him in a few seconds, and you couldn't even see him." [font=Garamond][color=DarkRed][color=Navy][font=Book Antiqua]I stared straight ar her, and smirked as I saw the look on her face.[/font][/color] "Do really think that I couldn't see him? I see you, don't I?" [color=Sienna][font=Book Antiqua]"Alright. I definitly like you..."[/font][/color] [/color][/font][/color][/color][/font][/color][/font][/color][/i][/font][/color]

[font=Garamond][size=2][color=navy]Name: Iron Man Age: Comic: The Invincible Iron Man Powers: Bio: Wealthy playboy/inventor Tony Stark didn't let being obscenely rich stop him from trying to make a quick buck. While he was testing the experimental weapons that he planned to sell to Communist militants in Vietnam, a boobytrap exploded on Stark. It fatally injured Stark, and lodged a piece of shrapnel into his body. The shrapnel was slowly working it's way towards his heart, and would eventually kill him, so the militants ordered him to make them weapons until the end of his life. Stark, however, wouldn't go so easily. He first built a device to prolong his life, and later expanded it into a suit of armor to help him escape his captors. Later on, Stark srteamlined te suit fron it's bulky gunmetal gray tho the red and gold that it is famous for today. Tony kept the suit, using it to fight crime even after he was no longer dependant on it to survive[/color][/size][/font] [font=Garamond][color=navy][size=2]Description: [/size][/color][/font] [font=Garamond][color=navy][size=2]Secret Identity/Real Name: Anthony "Tony" Stark [/size][/color][color=navy][/color][/font][img]http://www.steelfalcon.com/Images/ironman.gif[/img]

[font=Book Antiqua][color=navy]Darkness. No light, no sound, just darkness. It sweeled higher and threatened to swallow him whole until...[/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=#000080]A hand. She gently caressed his face and brought him out of the darkness. [/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=sienna]"That's right my love. I don't know what's wrong, but I know that you're stonger than this. Please come back to me." [/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=navy]Slowly, his eyes fluttered open. She beamed down at him. [/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=#000080][size=1][color=royalblue]"...[/color][color=royalblue]head"[/color][/size][/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=sienna]"Don't worry Hashim," Maya told him "I'm going to go get you help."[/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=navy]Aaron snapped his eyes open. His memory was returning. He had drained Hashim of energy so that Zhi could defeat him, but this woman, a woman whom he did not know, but knew his alter ego well enough to be in love with him, had interfered. Still, all was not lost. Aaron had drained Hashim of so much energy that he had blacked out. The monster was dormant...for now. [/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=#000080]The headache that he had somehow caused was still pounding in his skull, but Aaron gingerly shook his head to clear it anyway. He winced as stars appeared before his eyes and his stomach swooned threateningly. Maya glanced down at his head in her lap and began to stroke his hair.[/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=sienna]"Please try to take it easy. We're nearly there."[/color][/font]

[font=Book Antiqua][color=navy][u]Name[/u]: StrikeGundam [u]Magic Type[/u]: Thunder [u]Type[/u]: Mech [u]Picture[/u]: [img]http://img.imagetown.net/98617560.jpg[/img] [u]Moves[/u]: 1)Shattering of Seed: Boost all of this card's attributes by 50% 2)Sure Shot: This attack alway's does 300 damage to it's opponent, and isn't affected by card effects, including the effects of this card. [u]Color[/u]: Purple [/color][/font]

[size=1][font=Book Antiqua][color=navy]Name: Yugo Ogami Beast Form: Wolf Gender: Male Age: 26 Appearance: ([/color][/font][url="http://www.bloody-roar.com/img/gamen/yugo/scr_yugo01.jpg"][font=Book Antiqua][color=navy]HERE[/color][/font][/url][font=Book Antiqua][color=navy], or [/color][/font][url="http://www.bloody-roar.com/img/gamen/yugo/scr_yugo07.jpg"][font=Book Antiqua][color=navy]HERE[/color][/font][/url][font=Book Antiqua][color=navy]) Fighting Style: Yugo uses a mixture of agile movements and devestating punches to defeat his foes. He's both strong and fast. Special Move: King of Breaker. With his fists aflame, Yugo lets loose a volley of vicious punches before knocking his opponenet high into the air with a flaming uppercut.. Personality: Yugo is quite arrogant, but he feels that he is unbeatable, and has good reason to be. He is very reliable to his friends and is seen as a noble person. Bio: After helping Nagi in the incident with Ryoho, Mana and the Unborn. Yugo returned to Japan along with Nagi in order to settle down and get back to his boxing career. Many months later, a visit from Bakuryu was enough to take him out of his hiatus in order to track down the mysterious Z-Murderer.[/color][/font][/size]

[color=navy][font=Book Antiqua]The roar of the pounding rain[/font] [font=Book Antiqua]beating on the hull of Destruction rang throughout Hashim's cockpit. He emerged from the shadows that cloaked him, and cast a crimson stare at his new opponent. [/font][/color] [font=Garamond][color=darkred]"Who the hell are you?"[/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=navy]"You can see me through all of this?" the mech's pilot asked.[/color][/font] [font=Garamond][color=darkred]"Heh. You simple fool. Darkness is my relm. A little sound and fury doesn't change that." [font=Book Antiqua][color=navy]A huge lightning bolt illuminated the area. Destruction had begun moving towards Harmony and its unknown savior. "[font=Garamond][color=darkred]You, an unknown, dares to meddle in my business?" [/color][/font]Another bolt. A dagger formed in destruction's hand. [font=Garamond][color=darkred]"Destiny yearns for me to erase this weak idiot from existance "[/color][/font]Another bolt crackled in between the three mechs. [font=Garamond][color=darkred]"And guess what?" [/color][/font]Destruction's dagger had swelled to become a sword bigger than he had ever created. The mech cast a soulless red glare at it's opponent.[/color][/font][/color][/font] [font=Garamond][color=darkred]"You're in my way."[/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=navy]The Prelude to Destruction spun in a wide arc and slammed it's giant sword intothe side of the unknown mech. As the dark blade connected with it's target, it cracked and shattered, before disappearing in countless whisps of black smoke. The sheer impact of the sword sent the meck reeling through the air. [/color][/font] [font=Garamond][size=2][color=#8b0000][i]What? What's going on? Damn, I must have exausted myself while fighting Harmony. If I can't build up my energy again, I'll be finished by the two of them.[/i][/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=navy]Hashim was blinded by a headache that felt as if his skull was coming apart. His stomach reeled, and a voice that wasn't his own came out of his mouth.[/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=royalblue]"HE'S WEAK! STRIKE NOW!"[/color][/font] [font=Garamond][size=2][color=darkred][i]You tricky b******! how long have you been planning that?[/i][/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=navy]With his energy spent, aaron could not respond. The only answer that came to him crackled over Destruction's com.[/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=#000080][color=indigo]"Time to die. I'm sorry Aaron."[/color] [color=navy]The enourmous beam that was Harmony's bow glowed brighter that the lightning around them. Harmony shakily got to it's feet and pulled back to create it's massive orange arrow. As Harmony opened it's hand to let the arrow fly, the mech's arm was struck by another figure in the darkness. The arrow streaked high into the air and disappeared into the darkness.[/color][/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=sienna]"You're sorely mistaken if you believe that I would allow you to kill of my lov- I mean my lord."[/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=navy]Destruction's head lifted feebly. [font=Garamond][color=darkred]"Maya?" [/color][/font][/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=sienna]"Yes, It is me."[/color][/font] [center][color=navy][font=Book Antiqua][color=navy][url="http://img4.imagetown.net/95462846.jpg"]The Pilot[/url][/color][/font][/color][/center] [left][font=Book Antiqua][color=navy]Another bolt of lightning illuminated the area. Another mech was revealed to be in the area. [/color][/font][/left] [center][font=Book Antiqua][color=navy][url="http://image.com.com/gamespot/images/2002/e32002/playstation2/zoe2/zoe2_b2_screen002.jpg"]The Mech[/url][/color][/font] [/center] [left][font=Book Antiqua][color=sienna]"Now if you don't mind, I'll be taking my lord and leaving."[/color][/font][/left] [left][font=Book Antiqua][color=navy]The other unknown mech had gotten to it's feet. "Oh? What thinks that we'll let you go?"[/color][/font][/left] [left][font=Book Antiqua][color=sienna]"Well, I figured that you two would be busy with that little catastrophy up there," [color=navy]Maya said, pointing towards the sky. Harmony and the unknown mech rushed foreward. The ship that had brrn carrying all of the Singers towards the battle had been struck by Zoltin's stray arrow. It was smoking and falling fast towards the ground. Zoltin covered his mouth in silent horror and turned around to face his opponents. [/color][/color][/font][/left] [left][font=Book Antiqua][color=#000080]They were gone.[/color][/left] [/font]

[font=Book Antiqua][color=#000080]OOC: I've been waiting for [/color][/font][url="http://www.otakuboards.com/member.php?u=842"][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=#000080]Zidargh[/color][/size][/font][/url][color=#000000][font=Book Antiqua] [color=navy]to post, but oh well...[/color][/font][/color] [i]"[/i]Akira stared at the boy with his mouth slightly agape. Since the inkeeper merely shook his head at him and walked away, Flik busied himself by wiping up the pools of...stuff collecting around various sleeping patrons in the bar. Dunbfounded, Akira grabbed his stuff and slowly shuffled over to Flik. Even though he had only been at his task a few minutes, his stark white apron was already a dingy brown. Akira carefully put his hand on the last clean part on Flik's shoulder. "Hey kid," he started. "Not now kind sir, this slumbering gentleman is dirty, so clean him I must!" The sleeping man stirred, then rolled over onto the cloth that Flik had been using to mop him up. Following the inkeeper's example, the young wizard merely shook his head and walked away. With a last glance at Flik trying to gently free his rag, Akira left the inn. "[i]Jeez, it's nearly noon! I was in there way too long[/i]."Akira thought to himself. He looked up into the sky, trying to judge what time it was by the placement of the sun. He walked steadily, still unsure it it was noon or four He walked clear past the bank and out of the village. Akira continued to walk until he ran into a solid object. it was a Thirstquencher guard who had been fishing near the bank of the river. The guard windmilled his arms, but it was far too late for him to regain his balance. He fell in head first, and feebly kicked and screamed all the way down the river. [i]"Oh boy," [/i]Akira thought to himself. [i]"First I lose my job, then I knock a Thirsquencher guard into the river. How could this crappy day get any worse?[/i] [i] Oops, I shouldn't have asked-" [/i] "You Fiend! How dare you dishonor my fellow guardsman like that! You shall never live to tell the tale!" Another two Thirstquencher Guards emerged from the bushes and reached to draw there their spears. [i]"I should have known..." [/i]Akira dropped his stuff and reached for [font=Book Antiqua][color=#000080][font=Tahoma][color=black]Tengukou,[/color][/font] [font=Tahoma][color=black]which was strapped to his back. He twirled it quickly a few times, and extended it to it's full lenth. [/color][/font][/color][/font] [i]"Time to see if any of my lessons stuck[/i]."

[font=Book Antiqua][color=navy][u]Name[/u]: Eric(for now, there was a special on vikings on tv a couple of minutes ago)[/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=navy][u]Gender[/u]: Male [u]Age[/u]: 22 (only because it's the only double number that didn't make him seem old and wasn't eleven) [u]Description[/u]: ([url="http://c.bourges.free.fr/blog/keichi2.jpg"]Here[/url])[/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=navy][u]Biography[/u]: Who he is, he doesn't know. When he got here, he doesn't remember. Where he's going...He hasn't decided yet. Eric (or Bob, or Akbar, or Mindy, for some strange reason) has no long term memory, but he can often recite obscure facts and make very precise observations. He one day found himself glued to the ceiling of his apartment with his rent money in his mouth, so he slipped out of his clothes (how, he no longer remembers) and gave the rent to Charlie, the first person that he saw behind a counter.[/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=navy][u]Reason For Moving In[/u]: He just kinda woke up there one day.[/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=navy][u]Idiosyncracies[/u]: Eric is narcoleptic, but is generally very hyperactive. He is known to wake up in odd places with no plausible explanarion on how he got there. [/color][/font]

[font=Book Antiqua][color=navy]With school over for the summer, I've been getting back into Paint Shop Pro 7, and playing around with some of the different effects and filters. This first banner features one of the heads of the Blue Eyes Ultimate Dragon. I also made a pair of avatars by using the full picture and filling it in with black or blue. I really like the black avatar, but I think that the banner could use some text. I'm not sure what, but any suggestions/comments would be appreciated[/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=#000080][/color][/font] [center][img]http://img2.imagetown.net/85844074.jpg[/img] [img]http://img2.imagetown.net/5648634.jpg[/img][/center] [left] [/left] [center][img]http://img2.imagetown.net/54958176.jpg[/img][/center] [center] [/center] [left][font=Book Antiqua][color=navy]The next is a banner that I made for Domon and his upcoming rpg. I wasn't sure how to make the backround transparent, so I just turned the contrast up on it. For the two people in the foreground, one of them is supposed to be a ghost, so I gave him a bit of an outline and turned up the contrast a bit on him as well. Again, coments/suggestions would be appreciated. [/color][/font][/left] [left] [/left] [center][img]http://img2.imagetown.net/74892893.jpg[/img][/center]

[color=navy][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][u]Name[/u]: Kazu Hanari[/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][u]Age[/u]: 18[/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][u]Country[/u]: Okinawa Japan[/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][u]What kind of power you use[/u]: Integration(Possession) and Oversoul[/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][u]Ghost?s Name[/u]: Nobunaga[/size][/font][/color][color=navy] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][u]Ghost?s biography[/u]: Oda Kazusanosuke Nobunaga ([color=#000000] [/color][color=navy]June 23, 1534 - June 21, 1582[/color]). Self described Dai Roukuten Mao(The Great 6th heaven Deamon King[/size][/font][/color][color=navy][font=Book Antiqua][size=2]) . He was evil, but he was a millitary genius. Nobunaga nearly took over all of Japan before he was assinated by one of his vassals, Akechi Matsuhide, in 1582. However, nobunaga was much to stubborn for his dark soul to be extinguished. Nobunaga returned to life 18 years later, only to be defeated again by Deamon Eyes Kyo [spoiler]and Mibu Kyoshiro.[/spoiler] Finally defeated, he lingered in hell for centuries, too powerful to be controlled even by Lucifer himself. Only the inticing call of a powerfull Itako was enough to bring him back to the land of the living. [/size][/font][/color] [color=navy] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][u]Oversoul look[/u]: ([/size][/font][url="http://img2.imagetown.net/56461511.jpg"][font=Book Antiqua][size=2]Here[/size][/font][/url][font=Book Antiqua][size=2], [/size][/font][url="http://img2.imagetown.net/82147457.jpg"][font=Book Antiqua][size=2]Here[/size][/font][/url][font=Book Antiqua][size=2], and [url="http://img2.imagetown.net/43636742.jpg"]Here[/url]) Since is still living, his soul is supressed(the little white part in the second picture) and the immense energy in it is fed on by Nobunaga.this type of integration can only be kept up for about twenty minutes at a time, or else it will start to harm Kazu. [/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][u]Character Picture[/u]: ([/size][/font][url="http://img2.imagetown.net/7458478.jpg"][font=Book Antiqua][size=2]Here[/size][/font][/url][font=Book Antiqua][size=2])[/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][u]Character Biography[/u]: Kazu is an itako, son of Asuka Hachirobei, a powerful necromancer, and Ieyasu Hanari, a shaman and a descendant of powerful mystic Abeno Seimei. With his lineage, it seemed inevitable that he would become some sort of shaman. Kazu progressed quickly in his studies, and he soon became a powerful itako. The only problem was that Kazu would often summon ghosts that would take the combined effort of both of his parents to banish. As he grew, Kazu learned to partially controll his powers. One day while Kazu was training, he summoned Nobunaga from the underworld, the worst spirit imaginable. Nobunaga saw his chance and tried to possess the boy, but Kazu's immense latent spiritual power kept him at bay. Much of Nobunaga's power was spent in trying to possess Kazu, so he made a pact with the boy to become his guardian ghost in return for existance.[/size][/font][/color] [color=navy][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][u]Weapon[/u]: Twin swords[/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][u]Special Techniques[/u]: [/size][/font][/color] [color=navy][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][u]Tenma Mukurode[/u] - Hand of Devil. A large hand created out of the materials of the surrounding area (fire, tree roots, stone, metal) is created and rushes foreward to attack Nobunaga and Kazu's foe.[/size][/font][/color] [color=navy][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][u]Assimilation[/u] - During battle Nobunaga can absorb absorb an attack (only one time per attack) and be able to use it for the duration of the battle. [/size][/font][/color] [color=navy][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][u]Hikaru Ha[/u]-[u]Suzaku[/u] - Shining Attack Suzaku. The secrect technique exactly identical to Mumyou Jinpuu Ryou Ohkhi-Suzaku that Kyo used It was burned into Nobunaga's memory, so he will forever be able to use it. It turns the user into a huge flaming bird to decimate it's opponent. [/size][/font][/color]

[font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=navy]Hashim stared at his handiwork through the viewscreen in his mech. He then threw his head back and began to cackle maniacally. He could hardly contain his amusement at the fact that the one that had expressly came to seek him out had been dispatched so easily. He then turned around and began to walk towards the hangar, but stopped suddenly when a strange feeling came over him. Destruction fell to it's knees and grabbed it's head as Hashim's brain was filled with visions of pain. [/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=#000080][/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=1][color=royalblue][i]Can't you feel his anguish? He mourns for me...[/i][/color][/size][/font] [i][font=Book Antiqua][size=1][color=#4169e1][/color][/size][/font][/i] [i][font=Garamond][size=2][color=darkred]How can this be?[/color][/size][/font][/i] [i][font=Garamond][size=2][color=#8b0000][/color][/size][/font][/i] [i][font=Book Antiqua][size=1][color=royalblue]In this state, he'll destroy you...you know that he will.[/color][/size][/font][/i] [i][font=Book Antiqua][size=1][color=#4169e1][/color][/size][/font][/i] [i][font=Garamond][size=2][color=darkred]But...I destroyed you...[/color][/size][/font][/i] [i][font=Garamond][size=2][color=#8b0000][/color][/size][/font][/i] [i][font=Book Antiqua][size=1][color=royalblue]And now, it's your turn...[/color][/size][/font][/i] [i][font=Book Antiqua][size=1][color=#4169e1][/color][/size][/font][/i] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=navy]Hashim wasn't sure how long that he stayed on the floor like that, but when the visions subsided, he rose to his feet and rushed to the hangar. He ripped the metal door wide open and quickly exited his mech. He quickly crossed the wide space and asended an empty platform that was usually used for servicing mechs. Seiryuu was on a similar platform, his repairs were nearly complete[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=#000080][/color][/size][/font] [font=Garamond][size=2][color=darkred]"We're leaving. Now!"[/color][/size][/font] [font=Garamond][size=2][color=#8b0000][/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=navy]An instrumentalist stepped up and bowed his head. [color=darkorange]"My lord. May I enquire as to what has shaken you so?"[/color][/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=#ff8c00][/color][/size][/font] [font=Garamond][size=2][color=darkred]"He is coming. He is pissed off, and he is coming. When he gets here, the little tantrum that he has will be enough to obliterate you. So in you're best interests, round up all of your little chums, and LEAVE!"[/color][/size][/font] [font=Garamond][size=2][color=#8b0000][/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=navy]The grunt just nodded; he was visably shaken, but not because of the yelling. He was shaken because Hashim was as well...[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Book Antiqua][color=navy]Unable to give his Democratic opponent the finger, George W. Bush cound a new way to display his dislike for John Kerry.[/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=#000080][/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=#000080]OR[/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=#000080][/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=#000080]"Maybe if I wiggle my fingers like this, no one will notice that I just farted."[/color][/font]

"Aw, come on, please?" Akira followed the innkeeper around the inn while shamelessly pleading for his old job back. He was clad in his fathers tracelling cloar, a partial face mask, and several bags of his belongings. "Kid, first of all, take that thing off of your face, I can't hear a thing that you're saying." Akira began to pull down the mask that covered the lower half of his face, but when the pungent stench of muck tracked in by the boots of countless travellers assailed his nostrils, he decided against it. "Secondly," the innkeeper continued, "I've got way too many things to do to talk to you about...whatever it is that you're here for. Have a seat, and I'll deal with you as soon as I can." The inkeeper threw Akira into a corner booth and quickly walked off. Akira opened his mouth to call after him, but then he remembered that in all the time that he had worked there, he had never learned the man's name. Akira frowned slightly and took a look around the inn. A dull roar cicrulated about the various conversations going on in the dimly lit bar below the inn. It had been a long time since Akira had been in the Inn and he had forgotten how dank it was, how impersonal, how...peaceful. Akira's eyelids began to droop as he was lulled to sleep by the steady white noise around him. His head repeatedly nodded down and back up again as....everything seemed...to...slow....down... "Aha!" the inkeeper shouted. Akira jerked his head off of the food speckled table and hit the back of his head on the low handing lamp above him. "Aha what?" he asked as he rubbed the back of his head. The innkeeper raised an eyebrow, almost as if it were the stupidest question in his entire life. "Isn't it obvious? You were gone for three years, and in all of that time, you didn't even develop the smallest measure of responsibility. If you can't even wait for me by yourself for fifteen minutes, how do you expect me to give you a job there you'll have to mind the inn by yourself for hours at a time?" It wasn't Akira's fault. His master lived just beyond outskirts of the village and the young wizard wished to make it to the inn before the usual morning rush of people checking out. He had travelled without rest through the night just to make it there in time. It was an impressive feat to just be able to lift his head. The inkeeper shook his head and turned to walk away, but Akira grabbed the back of his shirt and whirled him around. Akira lowered his face to a few inches in front of the inkeeper's and spoke in a slow deliberate tone. "You're right. I was gone for three years, and in that time, I became a completely different person from who I was before. Don't act like you ever knew me." Akira turned to walk away when he realized something that the innkeeper had said. "Wait a minute, you said that you couldn't hear me through my face mask. How did you even know that I was asking for my job?" "I lied. I wanted to test you, so that I could have another reason to reject you from the job." "What are the other reasons?" Akira asked. "There's only one reason. The position has been filled." "Filled?" Akira asked incredulously. [i]What kind of person would would want this hopeless job?[/i] The doors to the inn swung wide open, causing many of the inn's patrons to cringe backwards as they were bathed in direct sunlight. A young man, clothed in a t-shirt and a stark white apron bobbed into the inn. He was nibbling on the end of a loaf of bread. "Good morning noble innkeeper, 'tis I! Flik Threepwood, of the Threepwood family name reporting for work bright and early!"

[font=Garamond][color=navy][img]http://www.coolfunnypictures.com/admin2/images/alwaysatattent.jpg[/img][/color][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][color=#000080]Guy on horse: Hmmm... maybe next time you'll cover your mouth when you sneeze...[/color][/font]