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[color=darkred][size=1] Is it possible for me to submit a piece of drawn artwork to be used in one of the Worm section graphics? Maybe get half credit or something, because I really want to contribute to the worm, but I have no talent or means to do a graphic design. So, one person can use the drawing I do, do as they wish graphically, and use it on the worm. Possible? Ye or Ne?[/color][/size]

  [color=darkred][b]The Journal of Michael Kalis[/b] September 30, 2007 Some fool shit has been happening all over the world this week. I heard that some huge riot in South Africa nearly leveled a city earlier this week. Shortly after, the government started putting out this new drug, shit’s called “Phalanx”, and it’s supposed to protect you from the “African rabies” as they’re calling it now. Real original name, heh. At least it’s easy to remember. Dad got a few bottles for free at work, and told me and my brothers to take one a day. Fuck that, I never used to take pills before, like I’m gonna take it now. It’s probably Bush trying to cover his ass again, I bet the shit don’t even work. All this rabies bullshit is starting to interfere with my life, man. My aunt Vicky, we all remember, the religious self-proclaimed zealot. Get this, she sent my mom an e-mail earlier today telling us to start ‘getting ready for Jesus to come back’ and that ‘the end times are here, pray for your sings!’ God, if you exist, please get this woman some help. First signs of any trouble, be it a disease or a natural disaster, the religious crowd are gonna shit their pants and say “Sweet Jesus, it’s the end of the world! Save me God, save me!”. Yeah, from what I hear, human kind has been getting ready for the end of the world for the past thousand years. I hate to break it to ya people, but you weren’t the only ones to see some hard times. Deal with it. I’m sure she’s already brainwashed my cousins into thinking their death is eminent. God, I feel sorry for them, weren’t even given a chance before falling under that crazy woman’s influence. School’s been cool, but we keep on getting these PSA’s on the announcements that keep reminding us that the virus is something to be taken seriously. Like every other small pox-influenza-West Nile bacteria was something serious. The keep on telling us to watch out for people who are showing the “signs of infection”. What are these signs? “Glazed over eyes, pale, flushed skin, disoriented movement, and lack of intelligence.” Right, so… you want me to turn in every doped up druggie I see walking around school? Yeah, you’d be surprised how much of your student body is ‘infected’ guys. They’re probably try to get us to narc on the addicts in school, just some elaborate scheme. I got enough shit to worry about with school, people. Leave me out of it... Yeah… that’s what I keep telling myself. But the thing is, I have been taking my pills. I’m scared that the world is ending. I’ve been looking for these people that look infected. God, I really am starting to get scared. Life just doesn’t feel right. I’ve had bad feelings before when things weren’t going great. But jeez… never anything like this. It’s like there’s a cloud coming over the world and the storm is cooking up something nasty. It could just be the media hype scaring me, but I tell you, when the media images start coming to life, that’s when I think it’s time to be a little more serious… I was driving through Lexington earlier today to go to the Wal-Mart and there was this huge fucking scene outside of the Medical Center. The MPs were screening every ambulance that went through. They were armed too. Had some dogs with them and shit. I didn’t know what to think…. I think I’m getting paranoid. I’m scared for my life, I think, but more than that, I’m scared for my family, and friends. Mary said that she hasn’t heard from her Dad is two days and that she’s starting to get worried about him. Man, I hope he’s alright, for her sake. Well, if the world doesn’t explode…. ‘til tomorrow. [/color]  

[color=darkred][size=1] [b]1:. Do you think you're funny? [/b] Freaking hilarious. [b]2:. Do others think you're funny?[/b] Of course. [b]3:. What kind of jokes do you tell? Dirty or clean jokes?[/b] Both, but almost always dirty. [b]4:. Tell everyone your favorite joke?[/b] (That's a command, not a question, should end with a period.) Clean example- Two cannibals are eating a clown, one cannibal looks to the other and says "Hey, does this guy taste funny to you?" Dirty example- (to come later... I don't want to offend anyone, so I'll see what else comes up.) [/color][/size]

[color=darkred] [center][b][u]Dead Diaries[/b][/u][size=1] Survivor's Log [/color] [img]http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y170/retri_trib/deaddiaries.jpg[/img][/center] Here, we can discuss any questions we have with the story line, the nature of the world or the zombies themselves. Aswell, I'll be keeping a time line that will be updated when major events occur. [/size] [color=darkred]   [b][u]Timeline[/b][/u] - Virus reaches American shores through unknown means on the west coast. - Virus encounters first cluster of victims in supposed gang riots. - Virus is transfered to the American East Coast through unknown means, possibly through early infected using air travel. - Government supplants the theory of drug-induced food products. - Government changes theory to hallucinatory bacterial disease. - Quarintines and public curfews are instated in major cities and metropolis areas. - Manditory bi-weekly check ups for all transit citizens and those deemed 'important' personel. - New York City puts Manhattan island on lockdown, ceasing all unauthorized traffic in and out of the island. - South Africa falls in the wake of "African Rabies". - Phalanx is created and distributed as a "vaccine" for African rabies. - 'Zombies' are accepted by public, unidentified virus dubbed Solanum is accepted. - Manhattan is infected by first wave due to tainted organ transplants. Northern island is quarintined. - Phalanx is revealed to be a placebo. - Major metropolis areas fall to infected migration and tainted medical supplies (i.e. blood & organs). - Military response is put into action across America's state capitals. - Military response begins to fail as undead ranks grow out of preportion. - Collapse of American Military at Yonkers, NY. - Zombies begin to dominate landscape.   [/color]

[color=darkred][size=1] Personally I think you did an amazing job, Konata. Haha, I love it.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Yeah, you have no idea how huge a relief that was for me. Haha, I know that I can express myself adequetly without the use of curse words, but when certain stories are being told, they become nearly manditory. Several of my works deal with criminals or vulgar teenagers (such as the real me, coincedentally) and whil I don't think cursing is a great thing that everyone should use, sometimes it's just in character to do it. But yeah, I'm definetly glad I don't have to go back and change everything I wrote on [b]The Hit[/b]. That would've sucked royaly.[/color][/size]

  [color=darkred] [b]Journal of Michael Kalis[/b] September 11th, 2007 Changes, oh, changes. I can tell from my first days at school that senior year is either a.) gonna kick a lot of ass or b.) gonna kick a lot of my ass. A lot of anxiety is hitting me all of a sudden, the stress of getting my shit together before I graduate. I need to get into a decent college. Unlike my fair off internet friend, Alex, who just got into fucking Columbia College in Manhattan. Lucky bastard? well I guess luck had nothing to do with it. From what I hear he worked his ass off in school to get there. Good for him, heh. I fucking hate him for it though, made me feel a hell a lot of inadequacy. Due to my lack of interest, people at the ol? college board aren?t even gonna notice my ass. Despite the fact that I write, read, draw, and all other sorts of ?academic? shit in my past time, my God awful grades will make them just look over me. They?re soooo gonna think I?m a pot head or something. Martial arts is still kicking my ass, but I love it so much. Maybe in a year or so I?ll get my first amateur fight, heh. Dreams carry me on, I suppose. Me and Mary are having fun, lots of fun. Still getting plenty of attention for the whole ?interracial? aspect of our relationship. That unfortunate fellow Anthony still hates me, but he still lacks the testicular fortitude to say anything to my face. Until he does, I have no respect for him. When he does, then maybe I?ll at least not think him a conniving ho anymore. I can only hope he?ll try to hit me, oh, that would be a gift from heaven. A reason to kick his ass, please God, just give me one. Enough of worldly matters, in news today it has been revealed that nasty food poison isn?t food at all, but a strange form of mind-altering ?rabies? that effects the human mind while dehydrating the body. What. The. Hell. Bush and his cronies better pull this shit together. The last thing he needs is another mark against him on the presidential fuck-ups in history. Almost feel sorry for the bastard. Almost. Quarantines are spreading like wild fire everywhere, even in good old Columbia, SC. It looks like me and my family are gonna go up to Ft. Jackson tomorrow and get some tests taken to make sure we aren?t infected, and then get the papers so we can come and go freely. They said that until this shit is over, we?re gonna have to get check ups on our state every two weeks. What. The. Fuck. Oh, well. At least we?ll all be a little safer. After the check up, good news, I got work tomorrow. (note for sarcasm). But money is what I need, and money is what I?m getting. Maybe I?ll pick up those Marvel Civil War trades that I?ve been eyeing for so long. Heh, that?ll be something good to take my mind off of all this shit. ?til tomorrow. [/color]  

[color=darkred][size=1] [b] Dead Diaries[/b] main thread is posted in the Adventure Square. Begin posting as soon as possible. Sign ups are still open. Happy posting everyone. Underground coming soon.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred] [center][b][u]Dead Diaries[/b][/u][size=1] The Survivors' Stories [/color] [img]http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y170/retri_trib/deaddiaries.jpg[/img][/center] [b]OOC:[/b] Sign ups still open for all comers. You can start anytime. [b]OOC:[/b] A note. All major events and changes in the RPG will be handled by your’s truly. So don’t go making major steps in the timeline without my go ahead. Just follow my lead and things will stay smooth and natural. [/size][color=darkred]   [b]Journal of Michael Kalis[/b] August 5th, 2007 The countdown to school has officially begun. Really not looking forward to it, but then again, it’s my senior year, so at least I’ll have all sorts of adventures to look forward to. Mary and I are still going strong, and her problems with ‘indifference’ and ‘cold emotions’ have been getting better ever since we talked about it. Still hasn’t dropped that L-bomb, damn it. Oh well, I can feel it’s coming soon, I’ve already caught a few ‘subconscious’ slips. I feel it in my bones. I totally found some DJ Q-Bert and Mix Master Mike jam sessions on YouTube today and I still can’t stop listening to them. Guys are amazing. Starting to regret that I ever bought a guitar instead of getting some turntables. Shit…. Anyways, on the news front, those riots are getting worse and worse across the country, apparently. All over the news and radio, talking about how it’s apparently a strange form of ‘food poisoning rather than actual riots that are driving people to become delusional, like on a bad acid trip. I hope it’s not like the fucking bagged spinach again, that was a pain in the ass without having worked in the food service industry, hah. Maybe if it gets ‘scary enough’, as the mass of humanity usually is in the wake of a nasty food fuck up, school’ll get put off a little while so they can make sure they ain’t serving us lunch with a side of dope. Extended summer and all that. Speaking of the food industry, I gotta talk to Nitza and George about setting me up on dinner shifts when school starts. I need the dough, especially in the coming senior year. Finally started Muay Thai and BJJ today. Once again, as I knew it would, I had my ass handed to me by the work out. I swear to God it’s the hardest shit I’ve ever lived through. Hopefully I’ll build up some tolerance and get me some muscle. I’m sure once I’m even more badass it will have paid off. Maybe I won’t have to kick Anthony’s ass when school starts back up, maybe he’ll be afraid of me. I doubt that. Good, haha. I havn’t had a good fight since I left Manning. God I miss my homies back in Manning… I miss them more than I thought I would. ‘til tomorrow.   [/color] [size=1][b]OOC:[/b] If you wanna use the HTML page that I use, then just get it by replying to my post and get it from there, then figure it out.[/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] [spoiler]Sasuke's gonna survive, we all know this. Deidara is dead for sure, which I'm actually welcoming because I never liked him to begin with really (for a while I thought he was a girl). Tobi is just... strange to me. Waiting for him to show what he can actually do except 'not die'. Apparently he's good at Earth jutsu, being that he burrowed in the ground at one point. I'm ready to see what's happening with the other people from Naruto's team because we all know Sasuke would win this fight, so it was superflous to drag it on so long as it has. Give me Kiba and Shino, please. [/spoiler][/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=1] When I say creative, I mean somehow fitting in curse words in a regular post but in ways that get them by. Like combinding one word with another or the whole color change mid-word thing.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] The history seems to point at some kind of undersea bad thing that is frozen. It's all gibberish to me if Slusho is a part of it. What's the deal with the horse/donkey with the oven mit thought bubble on the History page? A clue or is this all the old fashioned horse dookie? If so, then is it supposed to be a seahorse? Or just a regular horse? What about the oven mit? All very weird.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] I like to think that evolution is more of a "how" we got here rather than "why" we got here. I'm a fairly spiritual person, but I'm also Buddhist, making me a pretty athiest person for a religious guy. Personally, I think the chances of our existance being so miniscule, that there had to be something guiding us along the way to coming to where we are. I understand in the grand scheme of things that humanity has lived next to a few seconds compared to the scientifically proven age of Earth and the universe. I'm all for evolution, I believe in it whole heartedly because, well, it's almost been completely proven. But I also believe that since humans have such a large gap between animals, that we have something on our side that pushed us to evolve into the artistic/spiritual/intellectual creatures that we are. I don't believe in any kind of major diety, but I'm an advocate of what could equate to nature worship, I believe there is a little bit of 'God' in every natural thing that occurs and that lives on this planet. I believe in the whole 'cycle of karma' and 'wheel of reincarnation' (to a cerain degree, I don't believe in traditional Buddhist heavens or hells). I think that, like everything else about our bodies, once we die, our souls are recycled into a new life form. That just makes the most since to me. Karma in the end is basic science theory of 'action and reaction'. So even my religious views are in the end, based in a logical 'pseudoscientific' reasoning. I believe in evolution. But I also believe that evolution was a 'guided' process if you will. Atleast, in the case of human beings. By all means though, religion should never be considered in the education system, or atleast, it shouldn't be taught as something to be believed, but rather, something to be studied along with literature/history. And that means all religions, Islam, Christianity, Hinduism, Judaism, etc. Suppressing scientific reasoning goes against all reasons to even teach science. That would be like someone not telling you that poison will kill you because it hasn't been proven that it was the poison that killed everyone else who took it. Evolution should be taught, and creationism should be left as an opinion to have. You can know that one car is better, but still choose to favor a lesser model due to preference. It's that easy.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] I was thinking of doing that, but didn't think it would matter, haha. I did change up a bit of it after the first paragraph and symptoms though. Yes people, The Boss copied a little bit of a book. I could have just linked, but I thought it'd screw with the whole story line, especially when the latter half of the description is original. I could've reworded, but didn't see the point in that. And if fact, I did on a few occasions. This is based on The Zombie Survival Guide and the book, World War Z. Both of which I highly recommend to anyone with a mind. BTW- good stuff people, great stuff. I love all of it. [/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] [b]Name:[/b] Lt. Morrison Vayne [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Age:[/b] 26 [b]Photograph:[/b] [URL="http://www.crazy4cinema.com/Actor/imgs/viggo.jpg"]Morrison[/URL] Stands at 6'0''. Weighs 178 lbs. Athletic build. [b]Position:[/b] Military Officer [b]Credentials: [/b] -Served in the Creig Space Marine Corp. since 18. -Graduate of Alba Patera Military Academy. -Recruited into the Creig's Mars Red Berets, an elite security force for priority V.I.P.'s. -Served and fought in the Olympus Mons Civil War. -Tactical Projectile Arms Expert. -Close Quarters Combat and Hand to Hand Expert. -Black Belt in Jujutsu and experienced Kick Boxer. [b]Reason for Applying:[/b] Morrison wishes to test the limitations of his combat knowledge. He wishes to further explore his military career and put his capabilities to the test. A lover of the challenge, his driving force is to push his possiblities to their limits and become the best that he can be personally. He will put himself up to anything just to see if he can overcome the challenge. Knowing the several possiblities of the upcoming task force, his greatest wish is to earn a spot on the team and tackle the universe's hardest missions. [b]Living Immediate Family:[/b] - Col. Craig Vayne (retired) - Private Reynolds Vayne (younger brother) - Dr. Gina Vayne (older sister) [b]Other Expertise: [/b] - Functional in several old Earth languages, including Thai, Japanese, aswell as a working knowledge of the newer Mars vernacular. - Capable navigator on land. - Basic piloting skills. - Field First Aid training.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred] [center][b][u]Dead Diaries[/b][/u][size=1] The Survivors' Stories[/color] [img]http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y170/retri_trib/deaddiaries.jpg[/img][/center] The virus works by traveling through the bloodstream, from the initial point of entry to the brain. Through means I have yet to fully understand, the virus somehow uses the cells of the frontal lobe for replication, destroying them in the process. During this period, all bodily functions cease. By stopping, the infected subject is rendered “dead”. The brain however, remains alive but dormant, while the virus mutates its cells into a completely new organ. The most critical trait of this new organ is its independence from oxygen. By removing the need for this all important resource, the subject’s “undead” brain can now utilize, but is in no way dependent upon, the complex support mechanism that is the human body. Once mutation is complete, the new organ reanimates the body into a form that bears little resemblance (physiologically speaking) to the original subject’s corpse. Some bodily functions remain constant, others operate in a modified capacity, and the remainder seems to shut down completely. This new organism can only be dubbed “undead”…. [b]1. Source[/b] Unfortunately, all research has yet to find an isolated example of the virus in nature. Water, air, and soil in all ecosystems researched thus far, have turned up negative, as have their accompanying flora and fauna. At the time of this writing, our search continues. [b]2. Symptoms[/b] This timetable below follows only the few examples we have been able to apprehend. Hour 1: Pain and discoloration (brown-purple) of the infected area. Immediate clotting of the wound (provided infection came from a wound). Hour 5: Fever (99 – 103 degrees F), chills, slight dementia, vomiting, acute pain in the joints. Hour 8: Numbing of the extremities and infected area, increased fever (103 – 106 degrees F), increased dementia, loss of muscular coordination. Hour 11: Paralysis in the lower body, overall numbness, slowed heart rate. Hour 16: Coma. Hour 20: Heart stoppage, zero brain activity. Hour 23: Reanimation. [b]Transference:[/b] The virus is 100% communicable in all research, and 100% fatal by all standards. Fortunately, the virus has yet to be proven an airborne or seaborne threat, and cannot be spread by any means other than direct fluid contact with another of the infected. In this case, it is assured to be fatal. Upon infection, all animal/insect species which are known as carrion eaters, will refuse to come near the infected subject. It would seem that the flesh of the “undead” becomes toxic to all species of animal once the virus takes hold. It would also seem that the virus is only communicable between humans, as all animal subjects have died immediately for contact with the virus and not reanimated. [b]The Reanimated:[/b] The reanimated infected seem to loose all forms of cellular regrowth, as full bodily decay has taken affect upon reanimation. It would appear that some forms of decaying bacteria do not attack the body as it would a normal corpse. The reanimated hold onto all their human senses save the touch reactions to pain. The infected can see, hear, and smell all as well and on occasion, better, than a regular human. They seem to be impervious to bodily harm. A direct attack of any sort will do little to stop of decaying, and often times, dismembered subject from continuing on. Loss of limbs, and even large portions of the body, seems to be nothing but mere annoyances to the undead. The reanimated do not speak, nor do their dead and changed brains seem capable of any form of logical thought. They have one goal in mind at all times, and this goal truly worries all researchers. They seem to have a craving for the flesh of living creatures, and only living creatures, human particularly. All attempts to get the infected to eat already-killed meat have been unsuccessful. The reanimated are incapable of digestion, and even when they no longer possess a stomach or esophagus, they will still attempt to consume flesh. The reanimated infected seem to be unable to communicate with one another, however, they are capable of alerting one another through the guttural grunts they give off upon detecting prey. This is by no means communication, but rather, a reaction to noise. The infected do not attempt to eat one another, they seem to be able to tell that one another are decaying and carrion, and so will refuse to eat one another on all circumstances. The infected lose all agility with infection. The virus destroys everything save the most basic of motor skills. They do not have the required coordination to run, climb, or do any other otherwise complex physical activities. They lack all logical reasoning and train of though and simply walk with a clumsy shuffle towards their prey, arms raised, mouths gapping and moaning. Despite being very clumsy, they dead still possess the strength of their former selves. However, this is all they possess. The dead crave one thing, and that is to consume the living. They will apparently stop at nothing to attain their goal. Without rest. Without sleep. Without nourishment of any kind. [b]Personal Note:[/b] This virus must be contained. The possibilities in case of a full scale infection would be catastrophic. This is by far the most lethal terrifying disease I have ever encountered as a researcher. Public knowledge of it’s existence is not recommended. There is no cure or treatment outside of death, and this is only capable by destroying the mutated brain of the infected. Again, public knowledge is not recommended. Dr. Robert Payton, July 11, 20XX Federal Research Center for Infectious Disease [/size] [center]-------------------------------------------------------------------[/center] [color=darkred]   Journal of Michael Kalis Well, work sucked today, as usual. Atleast I got a wad in my pocket out of it. After work, I rolled over to Comics Nirvana and picked up the House of M trade paper back, along with a few other recommendations. William, the guy who clerks the place, seems to know every item in the damn store by heart. It’s good to have him there, I suppose, otherwise I wouldn’t know what to look for, heh. God knows I’m a lapsed comic reader. Seemed to be good purchases at the end of everything. After that, I drove home and did all the chores, trash, dishes, etc. Then I showered off and left off to Mary’s. We had a dinner date, after all. Things went all good with our date. We went out to Uno’s, an Applebee’s style Chicago grill (in South Carolina, hah). It was all good, food was good, and conversation was constant and fun. We laughed, and all and then went back to her house and watched a movie. Did the whole ‘cuddle’ thing that I pretend to not enjoy. Did a good bit of kissing but not much else, her parents were home after all. I left around 10:45 and rushed home as to not get my ass chewed out by Mom. We said our goodbyes and did the whole “I know you love me” joke. That girl still won’t drop the L-bomb on me, oh well. I know I’m growing on her more and more everyday. Once I got home, I cracked open those comics and turned on the TV. I wanted to pick up on this story I started watching at work on CNN. But Bill, with his old ass, wouldn’t stop yelling at me. “You stop watch TV. You fold napkins now.” I swear, that old man pisses me off more than what is healthy. Luckily it was big enough to stay on. Apparently some huge ass riot broke out in West L.A. The National Guard was called up to help handle it, and apparently, it was still going strong. Some government lackey was on the mic, talking about how the “Mass seems to be a group of drug frenzied gang member.” and etc. and that “Everything is under control”. Yeah, whatever, bozo. Things seemed pretty bad. Heh, I guess the Bloods and Crips finally decided to settle things, haha. It was weird though. Some peeps on MSNBC were talking about reported “maulings” and shit from some of the attackers. Guys who didn’t have guns were using nails and teeth to get the dirty work done. Pretty hardcore if you ask me. I guess that’s what you’d call an “O.G.” Of course, those assholes at Fox News didn’t even give the riot time of the day save mention of a “riot by dangerous minorities being successfully quelled by police”. The hell ever. Anyways, time for more comics before bed. ‘til tomorrow. July 12, 2007[/color]   [size=1] [center]-------------------------------------------------------------------[/center] This is an RP of very different sorts. It’s not so much a role you’re playing as you are telling what YOU would do in case of a zombie virus outbreak. Your character to be played is to be based entirely off yourself save very personal details that you do not wish to put on the internet. It is you. Your abilities, your looks, your residence and financial status. Everything about the character should be what you are actually like and how you live. The story will be told by fictional diaries/journals kept by you/your character. When you feel like posting, it will be in that format. I have a special HTML being cooked up right now for the purpose of posting in the actual RP thread. Until then sign up here. Your sign ups will be journal entries by your character as a writing example. The story will be told very slowly by most standards. The zombie outbreak is still in it’s smallest quanity. However, over the course of the RP, it will go from small outrbreak to world wide catastrophe as your character realizes that he government of the world has failed through cover-ups and media black outs. Your writing example should follow the same lines that mine did, and posts in the RP will follow those lines aswell. The outrbreak will be slow growing and realistic. You will tell the tale of yourself as you survive the apocalypse with yourself, your family or friends, or fellow OBers whom you encounter through out your adventure/survival. Your diary/journal entries do not have to be super chronological, so large gaps are allowed, but try to stay at the same pace as the rest of the RPers. [b]Further Sign Ups:[/b] Character Name: (your first name, fictional last name if wanted) Age: (your real age) Gender: (you know) Physical Description: (accurate description or real picture will do) Location: (exact location not required) Living Style: (what is your financial situation? What kind of neighbourhood do you live in? Siblings? Parents? etc) Notable Possessions: Special Skills: (any skills that you actually possess that you think matter) Diary Entry: (here, all other details about your character’s personality should be handled.) [color=darkred] [b][u]Sign Up[/b][/u] [b]Name:[/b] Michael “Mike” Kalis [b]Age:[/b] 17 [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Physical Description: [/b] [URL="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/ImFreakinPerfect001.jpg"]Michael[/URL] 6'0". 150 lbs. Athletic built and lanky. [b]Location:[/b] Lexington, South Carolina, U.S.A. [b]Living Style:[/b] Middle-class suburb with mixed races and cultures near a major outgrowth of the SC capital. Large population spread over a large urban/suburban sprawl near an air port. Attends High School. Lives with two parents, house wife mother and National Guard/Army Father. Two younger brothers (14 and 8). Three vehicles (Two SUVs, one Sports Sedan). In romantic relationship with girl whom lives not far away. Not many friends, new to area. Works at a restaurant as a waiter. [b]Notable Possessions: [/b] Military Field Survival Guide Car Small knife collection [b]Special Skills:[/b] Martial arts fighter (black belt in Tae Kwon Do, training in various others). Limited firearms experience. Knowledgeable about building/fortifying structures, buildings, and houses. Capable driver. Capable in wilderness survival. Ingenuity. Natural Leader (taught and/or lead martial arts classes for over a year) [b]Diary Entry:[/b] (see above) [/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Claim..... (20 minutes later) Done. [URL="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/starwarschick.jpg"]medafunk's character[/URL] That little inconvenience took me about 15 minutes. But to be honest, I had a better time at drawing your character than my wasted attempt at han ki-tae's. Maybe it's because you had more to work with. [URL="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/NemuriTora1.jpg"]My character, Nemuri Tora[/URL] He's a Sunagakure shinobi I created who uses a style of drunken boxing, but uses canibus instead of alcohol. All about the Tai-jutsu, also, he's almost always sleepy looking. [/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] I find the whole concept of 'straightedge' preposturous because almost every form of Rock and popular music/culture has been defined by inidividuals who used drugs and alcohol for either recreational or creative purposes. I don't see the point of giving it a label because the people who are usually 'straightedge' are a trying to conform and still be non-conformist, however by giving it a label, you're giving yourself something to conform to. I don't see the point of giving it a label. Just do stuff or don't. Don't try to make it sound 'hip' or 'cool'.[/color][/size]

[quote name='Nerdsy'][color=deeppink]Score resets to zero because of DB's admission. Also, -1 to DB for confusing deeppink with[/color] [color=magenta]magenta.[/color][/QUOTE] [color=darkred][size=1] Score: Boss 0, Nerdsy -1 for thinking his opinion matters as such. And please... no one stalk me. I have enough of those already. Use the wisdom I give you wisely.[/color][/size]

[quote name='Nerdsy'][color=deeppink] Also. "She?" "Her?"[/color][/QUOTE] [color=darkred][size=1] In other words, people think you're a chick.... Haha. Score: Boss 0, Nerdsy -1. I live in Lexington, South Carolina. The only person who lives in SC on all of Otakuboards. I'm actually right next to the capital and have alot of awesome things to do. It's fantastic. Score: Boss 1, Nerdsy -1.[/color][/size]

[quote name='Billy Shears'] [COLOR="DarkRed"][SIZE="1"]C-c-c-c-co-caine[/SIZE][/COLOR][/QUOTE] [color=darkred][size=1][center] B-b-b-baaaabe! I do COCAINE! [img]http://www.whatevs.org/images/dailypics/06_12/drrockso.JPG[/img] Seriously.... lots of cocaine...[/color][/size][/center]

[color=darkred][size=1] Honkey, please... Tell me more of your fascinating pot stories! Oh, and another one of my anti-drug's is violence. Nothing like beating up another person to get out all the frustrations. Personally, I don't do drugs for medical reasons. I understand that smoking will mess up my respiration and I know that if I ever want to fight professionally (soon hopefully) I'll be drug tested. So no can do. Maybe when those dreams fall out, haha. I have no quarrel with drugs (atleast not natural ones), and if I weren't an athlete, I'd probably smoke pot and the like. I do know this, it doesn't ruin a personality. It makes you fun to talk with though. My friends are always fun high.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Terrific everyone. Thanks Kitty. Phil, seriously dude, you're nailing every note, man. I'm loving the work you're doing. Joe and Annie are fantastic as you are writing them. I also like the writing style in general, very "The Hit", haha.[/color][/size]

[quote name='Sara'][color=#db2007]I dunno. Most swears really aren't that colorful, just various permutations of a few stock words. Anything creative wouldn't be censored anyway.[/color][/QUOTE] [color=darkred][size=1] I suppose not. But then again, we would get in deep dookie if we were creative.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Great character and good writing, but I must point out one thing. My character, The Boss, is not a mob boss, but a hitman himself, so he wouldn't exactly be calling up other people to do his work. That is, unless you are using Boss as a generic term, which I doubt seeing as how The is capitalized. Just a note for canon.[/color][/size]