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[IMG]http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/Pimps.jpg[/IMG] [color=darkred][size=1] It had to be done.[/color][/size]

[IMG]http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/FoolMe.jpg[/IMG] [IMG]http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/GunControl.jpg[/IMG] [IMG]http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/Republicans.jpg[/IMG] [IMG]http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/TeamSpirit.jpg[/IMG] [color=darkred][size=1] Let's hope they stick this time...[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Let's hope this one sticks. [img]http://flagrantdisregard.com/flickr/output/motivator3229370.jpg[/img] [img]http://flagrantdisregard.com/flickr/output/motivator2848045.jpg[/img] [/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Fun fun. [img]http://flagrantdisregard.com/flickr/output/motivator8636523.jpg[/img] [/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] [b][u][center]Mind Games: Scene 3, Part 1[/b][/u][/center] We open in to see the character selection screen of the PS2 game, [b]Soul Caliber 3[/b]. A red cursor floats over the face of a rugged samurai. A button press is heard and the game announcer sounds ?Misturugi? causing the character to appear onto the screen. Mike (in the background yelling) Yeah, bitch! ?Rugi bout to fuck ya man?s up. A blue cursor on the screens goes over the face of a young man with a scar on his cheek. The character is selected and the announcer sounds ?Kilik?, causing the young man in a yellow jacket to appear, wielding a long staff. Joe Yeah... fuck me up reeeaaaal bad. Mike (in contempt) Shut up and play.... Joe I don?t play. I win. Mike gives Joe an angry glare with a raised eyebrow. We see the screen again as the two players appeared upon an ancient Greek temple, each of their characters on opposite sides. The store bell toles and a young, dark haired white man enters the shop to see Mike frantically pressing on the buttons of his DualShock2 as Joe lays back calmly and taps his buttons with a subtle rhythm. Mike Fuck.... FUCK..... FUCK!!! Mike through his controller to the ground in anger as the game announcer called ?Player 2 Wins?. Mike (standing and yelling at Joe who sat back on a stool) Pussy little tech player! Can?t fight like a man! Joe Quit being a bitch about it Mike. Practice. Young Man (in a light british accent) Er... Excuse me...? Mike (turns around quickly with a pissed expression) What do you want?! Oh... it?s Bill.... What do you want?! Bill (with a sophisticated distinction) No need to be rude, Michael. I was just wondering if my pre-order has arrived yet. Mike (confused and still in a sour mood) Pre-order...? Bill I purchased a pre-order of Pokémon Pearl. Mike (dumbfounded) Wait... you're telling me you pre-ordered... a fucking... Pokémon game? Bill (defensively) Yes... is there a problem with that? Mike Are you retarde- (is cut off, shoved aside by Joe) Joe Don?t pay dick-breath any attention. I?m sorry, man. But there was a delay western shipping. Come back next week and we should probably have it in. Bill (frustrated) You must be joking... I paid you yanks good money for this, I demand some form of recompensation, (eyes Joe?s name tag) Joseph! Joe tilts his head back and gives a steely glare to the young brit. Seconds later, we see the outside of the shop. Stephen and Alex are sitting to the side, Stephen speaking about some off topic. Suddenly, Bill flies out of the door and onto the sidewalk sideways. Stephen Oh ho ho shit! That boy got throw?d out! Bill (looking up shockingly to Joe who stands in the doorway) T-This is an outrage! I demand to speak with the manager, now! Stephen Oh, the kid?s cryin? about it now! Mike (hollering from inside the shop) Shut the fuck up, Honky! Stephen stifles himself. Joe (with a raised eyebrow) Are you sure about that? Alright... (Joe turns around into the doorway) Annie!!! We got a complainer... A loud crash and thud came from the back office of the shop suddenly.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] [b] ?What ya got?! What ya got!?? [/b]Mike growled aggressively, bouncing a basketball between his legs back a forth from the right and left hand quickly. He was bare-bodied, his shirt and jacket laying off to the side on a bench. He looked into the eyes of his opponent fiercely, but with a cocky smile across his face. His opponent was Jerome, a young african-american with tightly braided corn-rows on his head and a friend of Mike?s, sat in an open guard. His back was to the court?s goal, which he was backing up to as Mike advanced slowly, the ball still in a quick rhythm between his legs.[b] ?I?ll show you something, B.?[/b] Jerome spoke calmly, tracing the ball with his eyes, he reached out to stop the ball's rhythm. This caused Mike to switch his feet quickly and rolled around Jerome?s back quickly. Taking the ball into his hands, Mike jumped from the paint and shot a smooth lay-up across the back board and landed hard onto his feet. He lifted his leg up and spun around with an arrogant animation, and stomped. [b]?What you know, kid?! What you know?!? [/b]Mike hollered out of celebration, hopping up and down in his friend?s face with a laugh. ?Game, son! That?s game!? [b]?Man... shut up, how ?bout that??[/b] Jerome replied with out of frustration. He gave Mike a steely glare as he made his way towards the bench to retrieve his clothes. [b]?How about when you beat me? Then I?ll shut up... ?til then, I?ll talk all I want. So... a talk-talk-talk.?[/b] Mike laughed out as he sat on the bench and grabbed his jacket, revealing a small electronic device, along with a glossy-black crystal. Mike looked down confused, as Jerome left the gym-court and made his way towards the locker rooms. He was now alone in the gymnasium as he began placing his shirts back on and put on his jacket. He looked down to the crystal again and rotated it in his fingers. [b] ?Heh... Bangin?.?[/b] he slurred out of amusement. He then picked up the small device and pressed a small button on it, which did nothing. [b] ?Hrm...?[/b] Standing up, Mike pocketed the two objects and made his way for the locker rooms after Jerome, but was suddenly halted by a strange digital bleeping coming from his pocket. He quickly withdrew the small device and looked at it with a cocked eyebrow. The screen was buzzing with strange coding and lights, suddenly it produced a large bubble which enveloped Mike, much to his suprise. [b] ?WHAT THE FU-?[/b] Mike?s shout was cut off as his body, and existence, disappeared from the Earth and into another world. [center]****************************[/center] Moments later, in another strange and forested world, Mike?s body, still surrounded by the bubble, flew through a dark-spiral portal, falling to the ground. The bubble bursted upon contact, causing his body to hit the grass with a hard thud. [b] ?DAMN!?[/b] he yelled in pain. He rose up to a sitting position and looked around, confused and slightly scared. [b] ?What now??[/b] he said confused. Suddenly, a rustling in the bushes beside him caused Mike to jump to his feet alert. He looked on as a small, four-legged reptile emerged from the bushes. It wore on it?s head a strange helmet and it?s eyes had an eerie human-quality to them. Mike stepped back, slightly intimidated by the odd creature. Then it spoke. [b][color=black] ?Hello, Master. I am Ryuudamon. I shall be serving as your guardian and companion on this world.?[/b][/color] The creature spoke with a heavy distinction and a deep voice. All of this more and more shocking to Mike. [b] ?What the hell?! What are you?! Why are you talking?!?[/b] Mike panicked and tumbled to the ground, crawling backwards as the creature advanced towards him. [color=black][b] ?There is no need to fret, my lord. I am not your foe, nor shall I allow harm to come unto you.?[/b][/color] The creature said, attempting, and failing, to calm Mike down.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Here goes all the finished drawings of the Elemental Digivolutions. A week of hard work and now I'm tired. You guy's better not let this go to waste, or I'll probably blow something up... somewhere... [URL=http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/InfernodramonFinal.jpg]Infernodramon[/URL] [URL=http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/waterdigimon.jpg]Fathomon[/URL] [URL=http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/EarthMon.jpg]Terramon[/URL] [URL=http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/TempestmonFinal.jpg]Tempestmon[/URL] [URL=http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/GalvamonFinal.jpg]Galvamon[/URL] [URL=http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/Meelemon2.jpg]Meelemon[/URL] [URL=http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/Empyrmon.jpg]Empyrmon[/URL] Welcome Welcome... [/color][/size]

[QUOTE=sakurasuka][size=1] Okay, the virgin thing has come up more than once or twice. Now I'm really curious. [i]Why does a guy have to be a virgin to be the 'perfect guy'?[/i] Nearly every girl has said that now, and I totally dissagree. Why would that be on your top 5/10/15 things that you NEED in a guy? Why? I really don't get it =/ [/size][/QUOTE] [color=darkred][size=1] I'm not a virgin... does that make me no longer a candidate for those people? Haha. The fact that I know what's it's like to be a lover doesn't make me a bad person I don't think. I understand the romantic idea that you'd be each other's "firsts", but as you get older, that's going to get harder and harder to find. As long as protection is involved and things are taken slowly, really nothing will go wrong concerning that. So I don't really understand either. I think it's useful knowledge. Haha.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] I'm known for five forms of expression I do. [b]Martial Arts:[/B] I'm a second degree red belt in Tae Kwon Do and I am awaiting my black belt test within this year. I'm also known for being able to fight most people of any physical set. Heh. Much like Sojiro, I am known for my ability to kick a person in the face while standing fairly quickly, regardless of height. [b]Hip Hop Dancing:[/b] Look at my signature links "Original Gangsta". They are two seperate links to vids of me dancing around. Their not my best, but they are a taste of what I do. C-Walk, Pop'Lockin', Snappin', and I'm working on doing a style called krumping which is exremely demanding. Heh. (gained me the reputation of the white kid who can dance.) [b]Street Basketball:[/b] Basically a loose form of basketball popularized by the And 1 Circuit team. It's like a form of Globetrotter style ball, except the moves actually work and are done by self-taught people, such as myself. If you wish to see what I mean, PM me with your e-mail. (gained me the reputation of the white kid who can ball.) [b]Writing:[/b] I'm known more on the net for my writing than in real life, because I'm self concious about it. But I enjoy writing and do hope to make a career out of it someday. [b]Drawing:[/b] I've been drawing my entire life. It's become my trade mark talent. I'm just known as one of the best artists to those around me. I personally don't think I'm all that great, but I guess a little talent goes a long way sometimes.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Already there son... [img]http://volumeone.typepad.com/volume_one/images/ninjaVSpirate.jpg[/img] They didn't even see it coming.[/color][/size]

[QUOTE=Papa Smurf] The Boss brings up Chris Farley? The same Chris Farley who gets his *** kicked by some random slow-moving conveyer machine in Tommy Boy? That Chris Farley? Who couldn't even dodge something that attaches brake pads to cars or whatever? Yeah, very ninja-ish of him. lol Liu Kang? Robin Shou? How is he even a ninja? Come on, be sensible. Scorpion and Sub-Zero? Palette-swap characters whose main claims to fame were not their combat skills, but rather "GET OVER HERE!!!" and throwing ice around? I don't really think that's very ninja-like, either. If the pro-ninja side could stop stretching for counters, that'd be great. None of you have still come anywhere close to matching the greatness that was and still is Pirates of Dark Water, anyway.[/QUOTE] [color=darkred][size=1] [b]1.[/b] Chris Farley is the most awesome human being to have ever lived. He chose Ninja over Pirate, so that's a big up for the Ninja side. [b]2.[/b] It's a movie. I might aswell say, "Johnny Depp? You mean that guy who played the dude with scissors for hands, and then quoted the famous 'You sh'tole my sh'tory...' in the Secret Window?" [b]3.[/b] Apparently you havn't seen the newer Mortal Kombat games. They have almost nothing in common. [b]4.[/b] While I will admit that Pirates of Dark Water was a great show... [img]http://www.wellesley.edu/Japanese/130FlyersS02/Ninja.jpg[/img] It is defeated. Ninja vs. Pirate in one on one combat. Let's see... Ninja throws smoke bomb and slits the pirate's throat. Fight over.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] For all you [b]Ninja[/b] haters out there, I have one picture worth a thousand words. [img]http://www.sonymusic.co.jp/Movie/rental/BEVERLY_HILLS_NINJA/image/02.JPG[/img] The battle is lost for pirates. The combined powers of Liu Kang from the Mortal Kombat movie AND Chris Farley could take on an entire pirate armada, alone. Arguement over. [b]Rubs salt in wound...[/b] [img]http://totalmortalkombat.alphalink.com.au/PICS/MK/SCRSUB.JPG[/img] Ninjas are totally radder.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1]Not to sound sexist or shallow or anything, but... Good God... [img]http://www.wouldyoushagornot.com/image.php?imageId=161[/img] [b]'Nuff said.[/b][/color][/size]

[quote name='Kitty][SIZE=1']If that happens, I forgive Mike for any drooling that occurs in his presence. xD;[/SIZE][/quote] [color=darkred][size=1] ....that's cool...? Right? Hah. I'm loving it so far man. Things are going pretty fast, which may seem bad at first glance, but then I think "Well, that only means we're getting to the good stuff sooner...". So I'm stoked so far. I'd love to see where everything goes, and I'm glad that I'm such a cool character and not someone silly like [b]Izzy[/b] (Will :^D). I look fowards for good things to come. Keep it up.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] For me, when I sign up for a RPG, I like to create my own character to play in the story. I never play as canon characters, and I've never played a pre-created character specifically for the RPG (though something like that is in the works). Personally, I like to create my own character because it's a way for me to give my own perspective on a story, or events that occur. Alot of my characters are loosely based on myself, if not completely (alá [b]Black Horizon[/b] and [b]Digmon Elementals[/b]). I wouldn't be against using a pre-created character or writing for an entire cast, but that's no longer role-playing per sé, but more of a collective story writing, which I'm currently doing in two person teams. I can't see how it would be much more different if more people did this, and if the story caught my eye, then I'd probably partake in it. That's me.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] I already told you that I loved the story and the idea of it. I really look forward to how far it is taken and what you do with us. Haha. Luckily, you chose the one Digimon season that I actually enjoyed and watched to base this on, and the character I represent couldn't be cooler. Haha. Definetly keeping an eye on things. Haha. (and a "haha" to Alex. I'm sooo much cooler than you...)[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Martial arts are a pretty big thing in my life. When I started martial arts, I was 13. I enrolled under a traditional military-style Tae Kwon Do master. I spent around six to eight months under him, and attained my yellow belt. Also during this time, I studied under one of my Dad's friends who was a tournament champion and a user of Gojinjutsu (a type of fused Karate and Jujutsu). He tought me more direct combat things than my original Tae Kwon Do master. Then I moved and came to my current town where I've been studying Tae Kwon Do under my current masters for the past two years. I quite enjoy their more direct combat-oriented style of teaching, as they compensate for Tae Kwon Do's lack of close range fighting by teaching us Jujutsu and Hap Ki Do, which I accelled at. I'm currently the heighest ranked non black belt at the school, a second degree red belt, and should be testing for my own Black Belt in the coming months. Martial arts all together have become my passion and have changed my life dramatically. They've kept me in great shape, they boosted my self confidence by bounds, and they have given me the ability and confidence to defend myself against just about anyone. Believe me, if you know what your doing, then it works. Haha. I have alot of experiences, but I don't much care for typing that book right now. Haha.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1][center] [b]Name:[/b] Michael Sumerkalis [b]Age:[/b] 16 [b]Appearance:[/b] [URL=http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/MS.jpg]Michael[/URL] Michael's hair is dark auburn. His eyes are deep brown. His skin complexion is olive dark. [b]Elemental:[/b] Aether [b]Elemental Crest:[/b] Love [b]D-Elemental Colour:[/b] Slate Grey [b]Digimon:[/b] Ryuudamon has a reputation for being a strictly loyal Digimon. He takes on a deep morale code called ?Bushido?, a warrior?s code originating from the human Samurai warriors of Japan. Normally a solemn companion, Ryuudamon only speaks when it is required, and when he does, it is straight to the point. Though he may have a hard logic about him, Ryuudamon has a caring heart which he carries for his companions. [u][i]Attacks[/i][/u] [i]Dash Slash[/I]: Ryuudamon charges the muscles in his hind legs up with great energy and unleashes it in a speedy lunging attack using his helemt as a weapon. [i]Dark Fire[/I]: Ryuudamon heaves a heavy, black fire ball from within his body, causing a small explosion to result from impact. [b]Digivolution Line:[/b] Baby - Fufumon [i][u]Attacks[/i][/u] [i]Horn Stinger:[/i] a simple ramming attack with the horn upon his head. In-training - Kyokyomon [i][u]Attacks[/i][/u] [i]Fire Shot:[/I] a small blast of fire from the mouth resulting in tiny explosions. Rookie - Ryuudamon (already addressed) Champion - GinRyuumon [i][u]Attacks[/i][/u] [i]Inferno Cannon:[/I] Ginryuumon braces his claws into the ground and unleashes a streaming cannon of concentrated fire and energy. [i]Tsunami Dance:[/I] A rabid stomping and tail swining attack against close range enemies which spirals in a torrent of strikes. Ultimate - HishaRyuumon [i][u]Attacks[/i][/u] [i]Seiryuujin (Holy Dragon Blade):[/I] A lunging attack where HishaRyuumon?s body is covered in a sharp energy, causing mass devastation to the opponent hit. [i]Juuouguruma (Every Direction Wheel):[/I] HishRyuumon makes his body into a wheel, using the blades upon his back to do a fierce spinning attack into the opponent similar to a hand saw blade. Perfect - OuRyuumon [u][i]Attacks[/i][/u] [i]Golden Armor:[/I] an defensive maneuver turning OuRyuumon?s scales to turn into impervious golden plates. [i]Eiseiryuuoujin (Eternal Dragon King Blade):[/I] OuRyuumon utilizes his deadly duel swords in a dance-like combo attack which expels large blades of energy and power from his weapons, causing mass destruction. [b]Elemental Digimon:[/b] [URL=http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/Empyrmon.jpg]Empyrmon[/URL] is the avatar of nothingness, the balance of all, and the guardian of justice through the harshest means. Much like Ryuudamon, Empyrmon follows a strict code of Bushido, one of harsh logic, self sacrafice, and indomitable spirit. Empyrmon has the potential to fight and defeat any opponent through sheer will power and raw vengeful fury. He borders the lines of a berserker in battle, as he fights with a passion, the love of combat. [i][u]Attacks[/i][/u] [i]War Breaker:[/i] an attack taking it's name from Empyrmon's massive blade. This is a slashing attack which sends a concentrated wave or bolt of negative matter at the opponent. It appears as a flash of purple and black lightining propelling off the blade of the War Breaker. [i]Negative Field:[/i] Empyrmon plunges his blade into the ground before him and drags it across, creating a shield-like anti-matter field in front of, or all around him. Due to the nature of the negative, nothing element, no form of attack can penetrate the temporary field. [i]Yami-Kage (Dark Shadow):[/i] a battle state that Empyrmon places himself into where his body is surrounded and covered in a blanket of darkness. Once in this temporary state, Empyrmon becomes a dark flash of speed and power. He is able to fly past opponents and attack multiple opponents in the blink of an eye. It is said his speed is unmatched in this state. [i]Black Dimension:[/i] Empyrmon's ultimate attack. Empyrmon only uses this attack on the brink of defeat. As he stands firmly on the ground, he begins figure-eighting his blade from side to side with an intense speed. With this, he concentrates his elemental energy into his center, causing a charge up of negative matter to build at a dense, concentrated coating around his blade. Once the blade's coating reaches critical mass, he rises it up into the air and stabs it into the ground, causing a 360 degree wave of negative energy to pulse out in all directions with devastating force. [i]Once Empyrmon has unleashes his attack, he returns to Ryuudamon form.[/i] [b]Personality:[/b] Michael is a fierce, emotional person. He?s by no accounts depressed by his life, but he expresses his confidence and colorful persona outwardly in his day to day life. Some would call his upbeat demeanor flamboyant. It would appear that he and Ryuudamon are a mix-matched pair, as Michael is a highly expressional person, while Ryuudamon is more reserved. Michael?s confidence and aggressiveness often leads to conflict with those around him who are less impulsive. Michael believes more than anything that one should follow their heart?s desires regardless, and he always does. [b]Back-story:[/b] Michael was born in a small town in the American south. Michael would grow up aggressivly defending himself against negative influences around him. A deep rooted ignorance and hatred of other?s was engraved in his hometown, which he refused to adopt. Due to this, he was often confronted by undesirable folk with violence, which Michael always met head on with a raging bravery. Around the age of 12, Michael moved away from the dead end town towards the city, where his down south humbleness was met with out acceptance. This caused an evolution in Michael?s personality as he became a more flamboyant, expressive person. This helped him attain friends and popularity amongst his peers. He also still carried his scrappy aggression with him from his old town, which gained him a respect from the hard-knock inhabitants of his surroundings. Michael has since grown into a young man of renown for his artistic mind and dynamic persona. He is known as a good friend, a natural leader, and a deep soul. He knows the ups and downs of life, and has an open heart for anyone who wants a friend or companion, and he will defend his companions with all he has.[/color][/size][/center]

[QUOTE=Sojiro47]What I want is to be at Karate untill I die! Let me explain. The only place I have ever felt at home was, and is, at Karate! When I'm at the dojo, nothing can stop me. I can have fun, work, exercise, and be with friends all at the same time. In the real world, no one respects me, but at the dojo I am respected, even if I am only 16. People ask for my help and advice, and it makes me feel wanted! if it weren't for my Sensei...s(?) and the Dojo, I would have died years ago! So all I want is to be able to be there for the rest of my life.[/QUOTE] [color=darkred][size=1] About how high a belt are you? Because to a point, if you should actually have the demeanor about you outside the Dojo (for me it's Dochang) that demands a respect from those around you.. I'm a second degree Red-Belt in Tae Kwon Do, and within the next year, I should be testing for black belt. I study and train at a fairly small school usually numbering anywhere from 2-12 students at a time. I'm respected as the heighest ranked student who isn't a black belt, and on the street or with people I actually know, I get about the same respect, if not more. I think you should just assert yourself more if that's the problem. I mean, you know martial arts, that should count for something if you run into any trouble. Haha. Currently, I simply have two 'wants'. I want to attain my black belt. I want to attain the skills and knowledge in order to succeed in my coming test. Even though it's a far ways away, I'm very nervous about it's actual coming. I've been training at a highly intensive level lately, and I just need to keep it up. I think when the time comes, I'll be ready. My other want is, like Tical, love. Or atleast a like. I went through a rocky two year relationship which ended about three months back. Lately, I've been taking a break from the fairer sex and have been simply chilling out. But as of recent, I've been wanting that connection of love, closeness, and warmth. Sadly, it's the summer, so it is kinda hard locate the ladies in my small town. I'm hoping when school starts back up, I'll be able to find someone for me. No help in stressing out over it though. Hah.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Well, I like to think that most members on the OBs are a bit smarter than the average MySpace user. We don't go around giving out our address/phone numbers to anyone. In fact, the only people who even know what state I live in are people I've been talking to for a few years, and I've basically proven not to be predators. Haha. Most of the people I socialize with on the OBs are to some point, mid to high level authors and have a dedicated knowledge of certain subject matters that not just any average schmoe could pick up on and talk about openly. If a person is foolish enough to come along and post "I'm from so and so, this is my address. Send me a letter sometime. Hardy hahaha." I'm pretty sure the mods would come along and delete the post for that person's safety. I think our staff is a tad more responsible than a single man named Tom. While it is really sad that naive morons such as the subjects you posted would do such things as they are, I think that it's their fault basically if it happens. They give the internet a bad name by just putting themselves out there for the public. While I don't even have to worry about predators and pedophiles, I still make it a rule for myself not to disclose my hometown, number, or any personal information like that to strangers over the net. Doing that is just stupid, and you're just asking to get molested if you do. Heh. I'm 16, and about the size of a grown man, so I don't fear any of that, but I still don't do it, just so I'm not made an example out of. Heh. People just need to smarten up. I didn't have to be told not to post all my info online, I was just smart enough not to. Other people should be smart enough not to also. [b]Edit:[/b] Even if people do go into the whole "otaku wedding" thing, there are things called instant images, video-chat, webcams and etc. to make sure that the people are for real. [/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] [b]Optimism[/b] and [b]Pride[/b]. Optimism, for me, is a mechanism my mind and spirit has adopted for me to stay positive and chillin' in my life. Alot of my past has been a bit of a downer, but I hate being sad or depressed. It's something I just hate having to deal with, so instead of constantly being upset with my life, I've adopted a carefree happiness. This is often mistaken for me just being completely stoned, but it's more of a way of me being able to be happy and always look on the bright side of things. Pessimism is annoying. Haha. As for Pride, I'm told that is my strongest emotion by my friends. I suppose this means that I'm just full of myself. I like to call it self-confidence, which I actually don't have alot of when I sit and think. But if I just say "I can do this, no problem..." and go for it, then I normally just have fun and pull it off. I think the mirage of arrogance just comes from either my humor or when I'm angry at something. If I'm hanging out with my friends, then I'm always like "Dude, I'll totally destroy your soul in that and this..." and when I'm angry, I just get pumped to a level where I actually believe I can, and normally, I do pull of what I say I will. Haha. A note, look at my sig and let me know what you think. Haha. So yeah. I'm arrogant, happy go lucky, and chillin'. Hah.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] I have neglected this thread for far too long. [b][u]Pirates:[/b][/u] [list]Have Bad Teeth. Often are missing eyes. Never have the proper amount of limbs. Have to deal with Parrot doo-doo on their shoulder. Are at sea for months at a time with just one another. Have to share the 'booty'. Apparently never have enough vitamin C in their diets. Have to scrub the 'poop deck'. Always forget to get back their buried treasure. Never smell nice. [/list] So Pirates are a no-no... Sorry [b]DW[/b]. [b][u]Ninjas[/b][/u], on the other hand: [list]Have shuriken, kunai, caltrops, smoke bombs, grappling hooks, and katanas. Have all their limbs. (usually) Never get caught. Can be awesome where ever they want to be. (they don't need boats.) Get all the money for what they do. Have totally cooler outfits. Know all sorts of martial arts. Have Kunoichis (female ninja) as girlfriends. Who needs 'tavern wenches'? And of course, a ninja can be a pirate, but a pirate can't be a ninja.[/list] So I think the choice is clear. [b]Ninja[/b] all the way, baby. The Boss has spoken![/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Mike snaked around the pool table, setting up the triangle as Jackie readied her body over the table to break. She took a drag of her cigarette which lazily hung from her lips and gave a looked to Mike, smiling, she sent made her shot and broke perfectly, sending two stripes into the pockets. She rose up and exhaled a cloud of smoke through her nose and grinned as she made her way around the table. [b] ?So... what?s the business on this race thing??[/b] Mike looked down to the table with a tad of frustration shaking in his eyebrow. He leaned against another pool table and watched as she shot again. [b] ?From what I can tell, it?s gonna be a drag-strip race. The organizer is some woman named Rei. Sent me a message, apparently found me by some means...?[/b] the ball went into the pocket alone and straight and she began positioning again. [b] ?And your gonna go for it??[/b] she knocked the ball with the cue, narrowly missing a line up shot. [b] ?...shit.?[/b] she swore quietly. Mike grinned and leaned over the table for his first shot. [b] ?Hell yeah. I need something from the ordinary... also,?[/b] he made his shot and knocked a ball in the corner pocket. [b] ?I need to show these wimps with their little Hot Wheels cars what muscle can do. Haha!?[/b] Mike rose up from the table and clasped his upheld bicep, making his way across the table for the next shot. [b] ?So... you want in??[/b] Jackie watched as he made a double shot in the side pocket and dragged on her cigarette. [b] ?Sure... I might aswell add something else to show you up in.?[/b] she grinned as he missed his next shot in the same pocket. She leaned over the table and aimed for her shot while Mike sat back and took a small swig of an open bottle he had on the opposite table. [b] ?That?s what I like to hear. Haha.?[/b] Jackie made her shot and turned a few degrees to aim up another. [b] ?So once that is finished, we come back, and host the fight... my adrenaline will be up then. Just means you?ll make even more money if I?m feeling good enough. Haha.?[/b] Jackie made her next shot. [b] ?What do ya mean??[/b] she raised her eyebrow to her self as she readied the next shot. [b] ?Open challengers... they challenge me, bet on themselves, and I... I mean, we, rake in the cash every time I knock ?em out.?[/b] Jackie finished her shot and now readied for the win. [b] ?What do ya think??[/b] [b] ?I like it...?[/b] Jackie sunk the shot and put down her stick. [b] ?Bout as much as I like winning.?[/b] [b] ?Ahahaha.?[/b] Mike laughed sarcastically. [b] ?Well anyways. I gotta send a message real quick. You start planning out how we?re gonna pull off the challenges. I don?t need any assault and batteries on my sheet, ya hear??[/b] he said, withdrawing a cell phone from his pocket and flipped it open. [b] ?Just quit the bitching and let me handle it...?[/b] she growled at him as she made her way towards the bar and took out an old black notebook. Mike was busy texting on his phone. The two were in business...[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] I am normally a hip hop fan. I don't much care for alot of modern rock past a few singles spread out here and there. But recently, I discovered a band that's bringing back the old school hard rock that I love so much. [b]Wolfmother[/b]. I seriously just love their unapologetic style. They just have that vibe about them I feel where they're not trying to be cool or trendy. They're just making good music. Their style really reminds me of the older early '70's groups of early Metal and Hard Rock that I listen to. Great guitar works, they're just a fun band to listen to. They make an energetic rock that isn't that sappy pop-punk garbage. Really lovin' them. Another active band I love, and have always loved, is the [b]Red Hot Chilli Peppers[/b]. Though I doubt I need to explain why. They just make good, creative music. They don't follow any particular genre in their music, they just play what sounds good and what they enjoy. I wish there were more bands out like these two, maybe then I'd have more of a reason to listen to Rock. Haha. I don't know if they'd be considered a band, but [b]BME Clique[/b] anyone? Lil' Jon, the East Side Boyz, Young Bloodz, Lil' Scrappy, and others. Great club music. [b]Edit:[/b] I forgot to mention. [b]Franz Ferdinand[/b] is another favorite. I don't know why, but their general style and music is just infectious and fun to listen to. Weird, different, something fresh I feel. Though they havn't come out with a single in a while, I still like to listen to them on occasion. [/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Considering that I've never drawn a beach, sunset, old sail ship, or chuch tower ever before in my life, I think I did pretty well. Haha. I had to look up everything and put it together in my mind. The best of luck to [b]cancer[/b]. It has been fun. Haha. [img]http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/BeachCathedral.jpg[/img] There are five boats on the water. Two in the center (fighting) one in the far back, and two off to the sides. [/color][/size]