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[QUOTE=Cyriel][COLOR=Teal][SIZE=1] Just wondering, but in general how important is a girl's virginity to a guy? [/SIZE][/COLOR][/QUOTE] [color=darkred][size=1] Personally for me, and a few other guys, a girl's virginity can be a double edged sword. If a girl is a virgin, than one can feel confident that she is "pure" or whatever. But it can also be a bit ofa guilt trip if the guy's not a virgin, or if he takes the girl's virginity, and/or he could be scared that he would make the situtation/subject of sex for her uncomfortable. I personally haven't really had that feeling in a while, but I once did because my first real girlfriend was a virgin, and I was just afraid I would mess something up about it after we began getting active in that department. I suppose it's something that'd you'd just have to reassure the guy about, as she had done with me. If the girl isn't a virgin, then there isn't much to really worry about. Experience on the subject never hurts (as long as the girl isn't loose or something which I doubt you are). I mean, as long as you don't talk to your partner about past sexual relationships in alot of detail, then I'm sure he wouldn't have a problem with it. Basically, "I'm not a virgin and this is what I like" will cover the subject for him. Otherwise you risk the chance of making your partner feel inadequate or possibly insecure. That's just me talking. I'm not sure if alot of other guy's share that feeling though. Were not all the same, contrary to popular belief. Haha.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Dark grinned as he looked upon the pain on Mask?s face. Apparently it was something he was unfamiliar with, as he had fallen to his knees from a simple stab wound. He pulled the blade out quickly and stylishly spun around while crouched, cutting the net off of his body. He rose to his feet and brought the edge of his Tenga blade down to the base of Mask?s neck. Placing the cold steel against his neck, Dark allowed the blade to bleed him slightly. He looked in Mask?s eyes with a ferocious arrogance and smirked. [b] ?No... I?m not through with you yet...?[/b] Dark growled, bring his knee up quickly with great power into Mask?s chin and sending him through a window, Dark followed his body with his knee still lunging in the air, he landed behind Mask?s downed body. Mask landed onto the dusty ground of dirt, startling all the passers by away, as they all ran away in a frenzy as Dark flew across the air and onto the ground just a foot away of Mask?s head. Mask growled in annoyance and pain as he wiped the blood trickling down his chin away with his hand, rising to a sit slowly. [b] ?Stand and fight, boy...?[/b] Dark barked in the midst of a battle rage. [b] ?Shut up!?[/b] Mask yelled in anger, spinning around with his baton, he tried to strike Dark in the knees. Dark had anticipated this and flipped over the attack, bringing his sword down in a plunge right between Mask?s legs, digging the blade into the ground. Mask looked up to Dark in a slight fear. [b] ?I said... Stand and FIGHT!?[/b] Dark growled again, ripping the blade from the ground and readying himself to slash down on Mask, who quickly scattered to his feet and into a defensive posture. The sun beamed down on both of them as they stared each other down. Mask seemed to be at a point of desperation as he gripped his stun baton tightly, he quickly lunged at Dark as they began trading blows. The sound of clashing steel and electricity providing an intense feeling of battle. Mask rose his hand up in the air to bring his baton down onto Dark?s head, which Dark quickly anticipated and loosed one hand from his sword grip and clasped onto Mask?s attacking wrist. Dark quickly went to cross-slash Mask, who repeated Dark?s move and grabbed his wrist. The two of them gritted their teeth and grunted as they tested for one another?s strength. For a moment, Mask was winning, and then Dark grinned and began pushing onto Mask, bringing down his hands. Suddenly, Mask repositioned his stun baton in his fingers and tagged Dark?s forearm with it, causing him to tighten his holding arm in pain, and his sword hand to loosen and release his sword. The pain of Dark?s intense grip caused Mask to drop his stun baton, and soon, both fighters found themselves unarmed. At this point, Dark began remembering his old training, and looked onto Mask?s struggling face. Dark gave a heave of power, and twisted Mask?s arms over to the side, and began brining knees into his abdomen. Mask quickly flipped over causing both of them to release their grips and look onto each other. Both of them now weapon less, this would show their true strengths. Mask smiled arrogantly and pressed down onto his belt buckle as he began swaying side to side weightlessly, drifting around over the desert sands, he touched his foot on the ground and brought up his fist, he stepped forward at a high speed and lunged at Dark with his fist out. Dark saw him coming and knelt down, cocking back his own fist and unleashing a punch of devastating power into Mask?s belt buckle and stomach. The small device was crushed into Mask?s stomach, causing a small pulse of electricity and the sudden weight gain cause him to fold over Dark?s fist and arm. Dark growled in anger and pushed him off as Mask stumbled back for a moment, trying to regain his footing and center. Mask coughed up a small amount of blood, and looked onto Dark once again, who was grinning in excitement and fury. [b] ?Let?s see how well you fair now, friend...?[/b] Dark laughed to himself in a hoarse voice.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] [b]Name:[/b] Michael Sumerkalis (goes by Mike) [b]Age:[/b] 25 [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Specialty:[/b] Infiltration [b]History:[/b] Several factors played into my choice of career. It would seem my life was almost based around my eventual work place. Shortly after graduating school, I spent two years at a local college, studying various subjects in the arts, particularly film and literature. However, my other grades weren?t up to snuff, so I dropped out and began traveling. I spent much of my time searching the world for teachers in my life?s passion, martial arts. Having received my 3rd Dan in Tae Kwon Do before dropping out of college, I began exploring other arts. Particularly the arts of close quarters grappling, such as Jujutsu and Hap Ki Do, which I had learned a bit about from my original masters. I spent two years dedicated to learning as much as I could about combat, aspiring to one day open up my own school and teach. However, soon I found that I was running out of traveling and living money quickly. I thought about it for a time, and decided to follow in my father?s footsteps. I walked into the American Army Recruitment Office, and I signed my life away for four years. It was there that I learned many things, such as weapons training and general warfare conditioning. Shortly after basic training, however, I was noticed for my original talents in hand to hand combat and close quarters fighting. I was referred to an espionage unit, reserved for infiltration and the elimination of an enemy or threat within in a contained environment. Urban warfare and such. It was in this setting that I learned how to search a room or buildings weak points in order to gain entry to the said facility. Shortly after my first few missions, the specialized unit was disbanded due to lack of need. I was honorably discharged and left in the world, no money, and no particular peaceful occupation I would be suited or qualified for. I didn?t have enough money left to open my school. So I instead, continued doing what I was good at. Fighting. I began putting my name out in the underground, and soon found myself with a wealth of jobs and descent pay. I began saving up, and realized that I was happy with what I was doing... [/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] I believe the act of fighting should be saved up for when things are serious. My entire moral code about the subject goes around this. The person I want to fight has to either touch/push/hit/slap me first for me to spring into action or they have to insult me in an unforgivable way, such as speaking of dead relatives, call me something I'm not and have not given reason to be called that, or they have to attack/harass my family, friends, or loved ones. Fortunately, I'm rarely messed with in my life. Most people know the concequences of calling me out and/or trying to pull something on me. I've made a few examples and people remember what I've done. Also, I just think I'm a pretty likable guy face to face, and most people either don't talk to me at all, or are friends/acquintances with me personally. I'd be all for talking things out if it were a misunderstanding, but nine times out of ten, it isn't a misunderstanding. It's just dislike. If I were close enough to a person to talk things out, then that'd person would probably throw a punch before I spoke. Also, I normally don't have that calm of a temper when it comes to people who try and talk garbage about me, or call me out. So they'd probably need to be the ones who need to talk things out, because simply put, I don't mess with people if they don't mess with me. I think if more people thought like that, the world would be much more peaceful. Heh. Can't say I don't enjoy fighting though... Haha. As for the aftermath, well, I've havn't had many events in my life that led to me and another person to get into an actual, physical fight. Normally things don't go past a war of words. I have two memories off the top of my head of 'fights' and both ended with the said individual either avoiding me, or having a new found respect for me. *shrug* That's just how it went down. But then again, I never have really lost a fight, so I don't know how that would turn out for another person.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] I personally may be biased in my definition of what an "emo" person is, but from what I've discerned, I don't much care for it. I mean, I'm more than likely wrong, but they seem to be people who's mindset is to make those around them understand just how depressed they are with life and the world. I'm pretty much against a person complaining about everything, especially when they either, a) probably don't have anything to complain about, b) are trying to just get attention, and especially c) just aren't mentally/emotionally strong enough to look on with their life and get out of a depressed mindset which they try to place on other's. Again, I am probably wrong, but that is more than less what I get out of the term and styles of "emo". The general style itself, all the black and girl pants, that can be taken as either a person being a poser "emo", which is just as bad, or being "scene/hardcore". Atleast, that's what we call it in my town. There are people who dress similar and like the "emo" people, but aren't. They say they are "scene" which I respect is different, as I am friends with a few "scene" peeps. I guess I'm just against the mindset of "emo", because I have, and I know alot of people with many reasons to complain and be depressed. People who live in poverty, people who've seen people die before them, people who grew up with out father's and what not. Those are reasons to be depressed and be "emo" but apparently, they are not and can go about their lives happy and without complaining about something constantly. Optimism is a virtue of mine and those around me, and it's not a hard thing to place into your mind if your mentally/emotionally strong enough for it. But hey, I could be wrong and mistaken completely, but that's what I've taken from my experiences with "emo" kids. Heh. I may have misunderstood. (Though it would seem that 'emo' is simply the new 'goth'.) [b]Edit:[/b] If we are talking about the pure Emocore music described in RiflesAtRecess' post, then I would have no problem with it. But apparently people have made the mistake of taking things away from music and taking a person's expressional art at making it a mindset where, instead of doing something constructive to vent their emotions, they just complain about it daily and act like the world hates them personally, which is an emotion everyone feels from time to time, and most just get over it.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Thank you for the hating of my story and the insults traded thus far. I'm glad to see your so interested in a story you apparently hate. I appreciate, yet again, your infatuation with trying to kill my spirit. However, your point has been made, so I'd appreciate if you'd just drop it and stop trying to make things as serious as you seem to take them as. Lighten up is all I can say. This is my final reply to whatever you have to say. If you don't like, don't read it. Production will continue upon Retribution's return from Phillie. Until then, I'd appreciate if you'd just leave it alone already and step off your pedastal and leave it be, go on with your life, and quit trying to make it seem as though me and Retribution are trying our damndest to pass of Quentin Tarantino's work as our own. I've admitted several times already that this is just a fun idea me and Retri had and decided to do. We intentionally read and copied the script, we purposely did that. So beans to you for finding that out and thinking we were trying to get away with something. If you're trying to insult my writing ability, then you have failed because this is by no means a display of that. So you've failed in that aspect if that is what you were trying to do. I simply don't care. If you don't like it, then I seriously don't see why you decide to post about it so often. A simple "I don't much like this because..." would have been fine, but you continue trying your best to prove that me and Retri's work is garbage. If you not a fan, then just don't read anymore. We have other people who do enjoy it for that. You don't think it's funny. Our senses of humor are apprarently different. This is my sense of humor, and other's share it. So, do and say as you will, it's not going to bother me. Thanks for your time, and now I won't be replying anymore to your constant negative comments. Peace 'til the next scene. -[b] The Boss[/b][/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Oh snap. Oh snap. Back to my graffiti style. Haha. [IMG]http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/DaVinciCode.jpg[/IMG][/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] [URL=http://twelve-gauge-baby.deviantart.com/]This[/URL] is my DeviantART. It could be compared to a MySpace for artists and what not. It's a place where you can post your artwork, and if it's really high grade, auction it off for money. People can leave comments on your work and on your page, and you can do the same. You can go there and post your interests, inspirations, and what not and generally meet people who are artistically similar to you. That's about what I use it for.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] My definition of the perfect woman isn't very specified. Honestly, I love just about all types of women. All races, cultures, personalities. For me, physically, I can find anything attractive about most women as long as their not on the polar ends of obese or starved. Heh. (But a nice butt doesn't hurt. Haha.) I'm a fan of longer hair, if that means anything, but it's never a requirement. Some form of unique style would be nice. Someone who doesn't need make up and that jazz to be beautiful (which most women really don't). Personality wise, well, I want a girl whom can teach me something and whom I can teach something. I want a girl who'll love me for me, and I can love back the same. I want us to be on the same wave length, but also have some differences so things won't get boring. Someone who isn't afraid to explore or do new things. Someone who isn't afraid of a change of scenery or pace. And most of all, someone who will support me in my dreams and ambitions, as I would always return the favor. Also, a healthy sex drive never hurts. Haha. When it comes down to specifics, well. I don't want a girl who's known for sleeping around. Haha. Someone that'll be faithful and loving to me. Someone who isn't constantly judging or trying to change me. Someone that I can just get along with, and that my friends/family will like. Someone who is accepting of the world and people around her, like I am. I want someone who isn't afraid to show their affections for me, or me them, whenever. And someone with a hobby or interest we can share in common. I really don't want someone whom I would get along with constantly, because that's just boring. I want someone who'll share the same deep beliefs with me, while still having those quirky differences that makes us individuals. I don't want to date myself, I want to date a person. Heh. Also, having mild standards keeps me open to find new and different people everyday, while also allowing me to have a better chance of finding 'the one'.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] I don't like to label myself and say that I am, but yeah. I'm pretty popular at my school. Most people know me, my name, and what I'm about. I can talk with any particular person around me and I have a personal relationship with most of the people in my school classes. I suppose I fall into the category of just an all around guy. I'm not intimidated by an person or their so called 'social standing' so it's not uncommon for me to walk into my class and flip off the quarterback of my school's football team and trade insults with him through out class. It's all play and a big joke, and everyone knows that. I don't push people away because of who they are and what they like, and I'm willing to try new things with whomever. I suppose I just have a well rounded personality. I'm athletic, I get pretty good grades, and I seem to be funny to those around. Heh. [/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] I try, but fail at collecting comics due to a big lack of fundings. My current collection is a few old X-Men's and what not that I attained from my uncle and friends as gifts. I have a few graphic novels, like I'm trying to collect as many [b]"John Constantine: Hellblazer"[/b] GN's that I can. So far I have [b]"Original Sins"[/b] and [b]"Rare Cuts"[/b]. I want to get the [b]"Sandman"[/b] collection by Neil Gaiman. I've read the first two novels thus far and want to get the rest. I really want to get my hands on a copy of [b]"The Watchman"[/b] which has proven difficult. Heh. Regardless, it would seem my favorite comic writers thus far are British. Other than that, I'm trying to also get the collection of [b]"Ultimate X-Men"[/b] and [b]"Usagi Yojimbo"[/b]. So far, however, I the longest running series of graphic novels I have are [b]"Naruto"[/b] 1-8. Heh. The thing is, I actually like Western comics more than manga.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Gav, let me start out by saying that I LOVED the entire thing. Just my kinda comedy, which I suppose we share in tastes. I loved the idea from the get go and definetly enjoyed the characters and their reactions to one another. Taking the medievil hero and putting a modern day spin on things makes it that much more funny for me, and I really look forward to the next installment. Haha. Line of the Week: [/color][/size] [quote] ?I had drugs to deal,? the man in the rainbow cloak spoke. ?Sage has gotsta get paid, son.? ?Word,? the king said. ?Do you have it?? ?Does a bear shit in the woods?? Everyone stared at the Sage questionably. He stood uneasy for a moment, shifting his weight as the gazes grew awkward. ?Yes, I have it.?[/quote]

[color=darkred][size=1] DUNKUS!!! Is Mine! I'll have him done soon. It has emerged to become my greatest work yet! [img]http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/Dunkus.jpg[/img] Now for my character: [IMG]http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/Ohkamin.jpg[/IMG] Have at him. [b]EDIT:[/b] Title "The Ohkamin"[/color][/size]

[color=navy][size=1] I feel as though you are simply intent on taking me and Retribution down a peg. We already understand what we're doing and you seem to think that we're trying to be the next [b]Gene Wilder[/b], which we know we are not and definetly could not. This ISN'T a parody of Pulp Fiction, it's a parody of the Otakuboards set in the Pulp Fiction story arc. This means we're trying to stay true to the workings of the Otakuboards before the film. This also means that we are not trying to switch up the movie, we're trying to switch up the Otakuboards. But again, we admit that we have taken our direct inspiration from the movie and parodied the Otakuboards with it. I understand that our story doesn't have the same 'spirit' as the original work. I never intended for it to, and I doubt it will ever. I mean, if you do not enjoy our work, then just don't read it and don't down us for having fans of the story even though your not one. I understand that some of our fan's haven't seen the movie. your're only telling me things I already know and things that I could care less about. The point is, some people enjoy reading the story and you don't. Forgive me if I have insulted you in some way with this. I honestly just want to continue with the story once Retribution get's home from his vacation later this week. I doubt the way we continue the story will make you enjoy it, but we are anyways because we do have people who look forwards to reading it. I'm glad to have your opinion voiced, but now that you have, let's go on with our lives. [/color][/size]

[color=navy][size=1] [b]Papa Smurf[/b]. You seem to be missing what exactly we are doing. We have already stated that this is an almost exact replica of Pulp Fiction set in the OBs world. The whole thing was just a fun idea me and Retribution had to pass the time and joke around with a few of our friends. I admit that we are lifting directly from the script in the situations. That's the entire point, instead, we're just placing it in our universe and replacing some of the characters with people we actually know so we can have a quick gag. This is just our sense of humour. Believe me, I'm not trying to stamp this as an original work by me and Retribution, because it is in no way our original concept. It's just a re-telling of the story. Heh. Just a fun idea that we decided to publish. I wish you had a lighter mind set about and didn't take it all as seriously as you seem to be. Apparently several other people are enjoying the story, I suppose it's just a matter of personal taste in your case, but please don't misunderstand our intentions and say we're trying to steal the idea completely, because we do change the dialogue around to fit the characters, as you will see as things move along. I suppose that's why I cast Athena and AC!D!C as the returaunt, because they we're so similar to the actual characters. I looked at the original script to write their dialogue, but just to see the direction the conversation should go, then I wrote the real dialogue myself, keeping the trademark moments so it would be a Pulp Fiction parody. That conversation me and Retri had in the car was based on a real conversation we had, and I thought it'd be funny to put that there. Yeah, that's a classic scene from that movie, and I was going to keep it. Yeah, we're taking the story ourselves, but the writing of the dialogue was all us. Yeah, the conversation is the same, but the way we say it is to fit the actual person saying it. I tried to cast the script with people who act like the actual characters, which is why it is so similar. I mean, again, we are doing basically what your saying, but there is originality strung through it and it is considerable work on our part to replace the situations in order to fit our universe and still seem good. I respect your opinion, but this is just a funny story we're playing around with. Nothing as serious as you seem to think. We're not trying to come off as geniuses, we're just having fun. Heh. Chill.[/color][/size]

[color=navy][size=1] Hm. Well, I suppose I have several hobbies. My biggest passion right now is the martial arts. Trying to perfect my technique for my upcoming black belt test in Tae Kwon Do. I love the art, sport, and everything about martial arts. I plan on learning as much as a can in all forms of martial arts available as time goes on and it is an eternal love I've had since I was a child. I started traditional classes three years ago at the age of thirteen. Since then, I've searched my hardest to find additional teachers. I hope to some day teach. (check my sig links to see me, haha). Another passion of mine is drawing and writing. I do both as often as I can, though most of my writing is done here at the OBs at the Arena or my recent stint in the Anthology (again, check my sig). I also have much of my art work posted in the Art Studio, if your interested. I practice and try to improve as often as I can, though I have never had a teacher in either writing or drawing, I feel I'm doing pretty well on my own. Heh. Oh, and movies. I love a good movie. My family has a LEGENDARY DVD collection of well over 300 movies. Haha. Star Wars Complete Saga, Kill Bill Vol. 1&2, Boondock Saints, and Pulp Fiction just to name a few favorites. Apart from those, I enjoy video games, comic books, reading up on history and such, watching [adult swim], fighting (sparring matches and what not), playing a little basket ball (pick up games with the varsity team keeps me in shape, heh), listening to good music, dancing (I do a little break dancing and hip hop for fun, no lessons, all self taught with my buddies, haha), and just hanging around with my friends. I love hanging out with my homies and friends. We're a rag tag group so to speak, and I have connections in a few other groups that put me in all sorts of strange situations (alá on a stage dancing...). We generally just hang out, go walking/driving around town, play video games, go swimming, do/talk music, go to concerts (a few of my friends have band/rap groups), and just generally buddy-buddy stuff. Me and my friend Adam are currently working our way through Tales of Symphonia (the Gamecube game) on multiplayer. My other friend, Corbin, is my general wing man, and we are currently on a quest for female companionship after both of us just left long standing relationships. Heh. My homie Matt and his little clique get me into those dance things and talk rap music with me often. My buddy DeQuan and me just generally chill and hang out. Heh. It's summer vacation in America right now, so I got alot of free time as of late. Heh. Aye. Outside the Otaku, that's the life of The Boss. (Now if you'll excuse me, Eureka 7 is one. Haha.)[/color][/size]

[quote= Otaku Fiction][size=1] He fires all of his shots off at the two men, who just stand their for a moment in shock. The fat wizards expression changes from ?I?ll get my revenge look? to an ?Oh shit? look as he continues staring at the two men, who are untouched by his mod gun bullets. [/size] [/quote][color=navy] [size=1] Untouched, as in, the Fat Wizard missed them in his attempt the kill/ban them. It's cleared up further into the story (much further). If you remember the movie, then you'll know what I mean concerning "Divine Intervention". So, short and quick answer, a case of poor aim. The Fat Wizard's identity is cleared up later on aswell, though it hardly matters. If you remember, one of our members used to have an avatar of a portly warlock.[/color][/size]

[size=1][color=darkred] [b]Real Name:[/b] Michael Sumerkalis [b]Age:[/b] 16 [b]Delta Name:[/b] Jhoon-Kim [b]Delta Age:[/b] 19 [b]Team Name:[/b] Sigma Fi Omega [b]Class:[/b] Monk [b]Player Rank:[/b] [b]Weapons:[/b] [URL= http://www.schmitthenner.com/images/SCH2063aa.jpg ]Battle Gauntlets[/URL] [URL=http://www.larp.com/legioxx/rgrvs1.jpg]Battle Greaves[/URL] Gauntlets and Greaves are typically used as armor and to add defense to a person's character. However, Michael's Jhoon uses them soley for the ability to strike harder. [b]Personality:[/b] Michael and Jhoon are the same person. Michael does not act out any real personal fantasies through the Delta Rebellion game, he simply sees it as a way to further express his flamboyant personality. Michael is a confident, nearly arrogant person. He acts on instinct and rarely thinks any situation through, feeling that his great abilities will make up for any lack of planning. His confidence in his ability is so great, that he chose the Monk-class for his character, simply to prove that he needs no weapon or magic to be a great player in the game. Due to his arrogance along with the ability to back his words up, Michael, or Jhoon, is either loved or hated by those around him. He is loved by his team mates, and severely hated by his enemies and rivals. Concerning his allies, Michael enjoys frequenting himself with his friends and team mates. He is a highly social person and enjoys having fun conversation with Talent. He holds a silent respect for his team leader, Lady Key and the intelligent dark knight, Elliot. The playful and firty Dri is a constant source of amusement for Jhoon/Michael, who takes quite a calm fancy to women, he however, tries to down play his interest the best he can. [b]Abilties/Magic:[/b] [u]1. Berserker:[/u] a state of battle rage placed upon Jhoon?s minds which sends his body into a state of advanced speed and strength momentarily. The main side effect of this is that what Jhoon gains in speed and strength, he loses in accuracy and immediate intelligence in attack. [b]Picture:[/b] [img] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v673/LanHikari89/sfo00.png[/img] [/size][/color]

[center][img]http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y170/retri_trib/otakufiction.jpg[/img] [/center] [size=1][b]INT. POST ROOM. (ROOM 132) - Early Morning Still[/b] Three young members, obviously in over their heads with trouble, sit around within a dirty, old thread room with digitzed hamburgers, french fries and soda pops laid out. One of them in a ratty old Gaara (from Naruto) avatar punches the Edit Button on the Post door, opening it to REVEAL The Boss and Retribution in the hallway. Their sleek suits and commanding demeanor intimidates the young man, causing him to step back slightly in letting them enter. Retribution Hello Children.... The two enter the room slowly and nonchalantly. The three fearful members are as follows: White, the young caucasian who opened the door, with a Gaara of the sand banner. He progresses back into a corner near the door, leaning back with a worried expression. Cancer, a skinny raven haired boy sporting a traditional long emo-kid look. He lays back on a ratty couch decorating the post, holding one of the digitized burgers in his hand. He looks up to the two with a similar worried expression Jokopoko, a tall, polished Brit sporting an Optimus Prime avatar scaled down to human size. He sits in a chair, chowing on his own food. He holds the same matching expression. The Boss and Retribution have their guns hidden away for the moment. Retribution steps forward slightly and The Boss allows him to do all the talking. Retribution So.... how are you guys doing? He is answered by silence. Retribution (looks to Jokopoko) Am I lagging? Or did I just ask you a question?! Jokopoko (speaking in a hallow, robotic voice) We?re doing fine, mate. Fine. Jokopoko and Retribution begin speaking whilst The Boss recedes back with the other two members. Retribution So, do you happen to know who we are? Jokopoko shakes his metallic robot head ?No?. Retribution We are associates of your buddy, a Mr. Onix.... you may know him as Trevor... You do remember Onix, do you not? Jokopoko?s face is blank and without an answer. Retribution Now... I?m just going to take a guess. You?re.... Joko, right? Jokopoko Y-yeah. I?m Jokopoko. Retribution I figured as much. So... you do remember your good friend, Onix, don?t you? Jokopoko Aye. I remember him. Retribution Good. Good. Looks like me and Mike caught you boy?s during breakfast. My sincerest apologies. So, what would you be eating? Jokopoko (looks down to his food) Uhm... Hamburgers. Retribution Hamburgers! Haha. The main source of nutrition for any good Otaku. What kind are they? Jokopoko They?re cheeseburgers.... yeah. Retribution No, I mean where did you get ?em? Otaku Café? The Arena Diner? Or did you boy?s just re-materialize in the real world and hop over to Micky-D?s? Jokopoko Annie-May?s Place.... we got ?em at an Annie-May?s. Retribution Oh! You mean that chain of ?anime girl? themed places strung along these fine Otaku streets? I heard that got some good burgers. Never had one myself. How are they? Jokopoko Ugh. They?re pretty good...? Retribution Mind if I try out your?s? Jokopoko Meh. Go right on.... Retribution (looks down to the burger in front of Joko) This one?s yours, right? Jokopoko Yeah. Yeah. Retribution (picks up the wrapped burger and takes a large bite) Goooooood God. Now that, is a tasty burger. (looks to The Boss) You ever try one of these, Mike? The Boss Nah. Retribution (holds the burger out to him) You want a bite? The Boss (waves his hand away) I?m cooz. Retribution (continues chewing) Well, if you ever want a good burger, try out.... what was it again? Jokopoko Annie-May?s, Mate.. Retribution (sets burger down) Oh yeah, that?s right. (Begins looking around the room). Well, it is a nice post you boy?s got here. Say, you know what they call a post at Grey Fairy?s was it Mike? The Boss (begins biting fingers nails out of boredom) Yeah Retribution Yeah. You know what they call post at Grey Fairy, Joko? Jokopoko Meh.... I don?t know...? Retribution They count a sentence or even ONE word as a post there, boy?s. Do you know why that is... Joko? Jokopoko Because their bloody n00bs? Retribution Check out the former Mod Joko! You?re a smart son of a bitch. That?s right! Because they?re n00bs. See now, I can?t go to those nasty, hacker infested n00b boards. It?s bad for my server. (Rubs his stomache). Jokopoko Same here. Retribution Heh. (Turns to cancer on the couch) Hey you, Emo-kid. *Cancer nods quickly yes with a whimper* Retribution Christ... Don?t cry on me! Now Why don?t you tell The Boss here where you got our shit hidden? White It?s under the ba- Retribution (cuts White off, pointing at him authoritatively) I don?t remember asking you a god damned thing! (Looks back to Cancer) Now, what were you saying, friend? Cancer It?s under the banner (points to long, TV like object playing an episode of Cowboy Bebop). The Boss walks over to the screen and look under the left side Cancer N-no... the right side. The Boss places it back down and walks to the right side, lifting it up, and retrieving a silver case. The Boss sets it on the floor and looks at it for a moment, a pleasant grey and blue glow emitting from the case. The Boss I got it... Retribution (looks to The Boss) Is it good? The Boss continues looking into the case, perplexed by the soft glow. Retribution Mike! The Boss looks up to Retribution with a dazed look from his Rock Lee avatar. Retribution I said, is it good? The Boss (closes the case quickly) Haha. Yeah. We all good.... Jokopoko I got it... His name is Mike The Boss (speaks out angrily) My name?s The Boss to you. Jokopoko R-right. The Boss. But I don?t have your?s. What?s your user name? Retribution What does my username have to do with anything concerning your survival? Jokopoko Listen, I just wanted to let you guys know that we?re all sorry for what happened with Onix... Retribution Mr. Onix to you sir. Jokopoko Right, Mr. Onix. I mean, things just got a little screwey and we got lost amongst the threads. Connections got tied and we just messed up. We had the best intentions in this... Retribution looks to him for a moment with a raised eyebrow, then withdraws his gun and puts three Ban-Bullets into his friend, Cancer?s, chest, causing his profile and avatar to lay inert and lifeless on the couch. Blood-like coding seeped from the body and onto the floor. The Boss laughs to himself with a smile. He appreciates Retribution?s style. Jokopoko has just dumped his robotic fuel all over the ground in fear. He?s not crying or screaming, but his fear is great enough for his robotic frame to shake. Retribution I?m sorry! Did I just lag your server!? My apologies. Please continue about your ?best intentions?... Jokopoko is speechless with fear, staring at the banned body of Cancer. Retribution What?s wrong, friend?! Oh, did you finish your comment? You don?t have a reply?! Well allow me to quick reply to you. What does Onix?s avatar look like?! Jokokpoko is speechless still, shaking now. Retribution snaps in anger and kicks over the table in between them, staring him down, removing any barrier there was between the two formerly. Retribution Who?s your service provider, boy!? Jokopoko (scared and confused) WTF?! Retribution WTF?! WTF Ain?t no server I ever heard of! They translate english on WTF?!? Jokopoko (near heart attack) WTF?! Retribution English, you fucking n00b! Does your server translate it?!?! Jokopoko (panics) Aye! Yeah! Yeah! Retribution Alright then, answer my question.... What does Mr. Onix?s avatar look like? Jokopoko WTF? Retribution furiously draws his .45 Magnum Mod Gun and puts it to the Optimus Prime avatar?s forehead. Retribution Say ?WTF? again! Say it! Say ?WTF? one more god damned time! I dare you! I double dare you n00b say it one more god damned time! Jokopoko trembles more and more in fear as he regresses in his seat. Retribution Now, tell me! What does Mr. Onix?s avatar look like?! Jokopoko tries his hardest. Jokopoko It?s... it?s... a video game... Retribution .... keep on. What kind? Jokopoko ... like... Bloody Roar.... Retribution Now does he look like a he?s a n00b? Jokopoko WTF?! Retribution eyes The Boss, who puts a sneaky smirk on his face. Retribution smirks along and aims his gun at Jokopoko, putting a Ban bullet in his knee. Jokopoko freaks out, grabbing his robotic knee-piston in pain, spasming and screaming. Retribution I said! DOES-HE-LOOK-LIKE-A-N00B!? Jokopoko (in pain, his robotic voice trembles) No! No! Retribution Then why did you flame him like a n00b, Joko? Jokopoko (still trembling) I didn?t... Retribution (lowering his tone) Yes you did Joko. You bombed him out.... So. Do you watch anime, Joko? Jokopoko (still trembling) Yeah. Yeah. Retribution There?s a quote from G Gundam. ?This hand of mine is burning red! Its loud roar tells me to grasp victory! Erupting... God...? (Retribution and The Boss raise their guns, Jokopoko begins screaming in fear) Retribution ?FINGER!!!? With that, the The Boss and Retribution fire five rounds a piece into the sitting Jokopoko, banning him on the spot. His robotic body laying in the chair limp and banned, then it falls over into a pile on the ground. Things are quite for a moment, then White begins to mutter in the corner. White OMFG... OMFG.... OMGF..... The Boss (turns around to White) He a friend of yours, Alex? Retribution Yeah... Mike, Lrb. Lrb, Mike. The Boss Tell him to shut the hell up. That shit?s annoying. Retribution White, I?d shut the hell up about now... Suddenly, a fourth member comes through the bathroom door holding a giant silver Mod Gun (apparently Jokopoko?s old one) in his hands, aiming at the two killers, who are stunned. His avatar is that of a strange old, fat wizard. Fat Wizard DIE DIE DIE DIE!!!!! He fires all of his shots off at the two men, who just stand their for a moment in shock. The fat wizards expression changes from ?I?ll get my revenge look? to an ?Oh shit? look as he continues staring at the two men, who are untouched by his mod gun bullets. Every shot had missed... Fat Wizard ..... Damn it. The Fat Wizard is then blown off his feet by the remaining bullets left in Retribution and The Boss? mod guns. His banned body lands with a loud thump, torn asunder by the gunfire. [b]We fade to black..... [/size][/b]

[color=navy][size=1] [b]Name:[/b] Dart Aquarius [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Age:[/b] 19 [b]Race:[/b] Zora [b]Appearance:[/b] [URL=http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/DartAquarius.jpg]Dart Aquarius, The Zora Warrior[/URL] [b]Personality:[/b] Dart has a natural confidence about him which is often misconstrued as arrogance. His entire life has been dedicated to becoming a great warrior for his peoples, so he carries with him the mental luggage of a protector and a young man of great ability. This entails a cold logic with a fiery spirit, a combination which often leads him to question his own motivations and decisions. Regardless of either, he always makes sure to accomplish his task. He constantly feels as though he must be correct in all of his choices, and that he cannot allow himself to make a mistake. This, however, is obviously a heavy burden upon such a young person. [b]Abilities/Items:[/b] Dart is a talented warrior, in fact, the greatest warrior amongst the water people of Zora people. He is able to defeat his opponents with his supernatural speed and fluidity of movement. His fighting style is constantly flowing and faster than most can comprehend. He is used to fighting beneath water, and trains as such. Once on land, his speed increases drastically due to the lack of resistance provided by the water. Because of this, on land or in water, Dart is a deadly opponent to face. [b]Weaponry:[/b] [URL=http://ezine.kungfumagazine.com/images/ezine/TwinHooks.jpg]Twin Hook Blades[/URL] [b]Background:[/b] Dart was born to noble parents amongst the Zoras. From childhood, his life was dedicated to becoming the great protector of the people, as was his father before him along with the rest of the Aquarius family. Due to his family?s history, Dart took on an immense pride and sense of purpose in completing his warrior training and becoming the best. His childhood was rough and particularly strict due to his training. It was hard, but it payed off. Upon reaching maturity, Dart was entered an annual Zora battle contest to determine the Protector of the Zora High Mages. In hopes to honor his family and to impress his father, Dart entered the contest with nothing more than the intentions of victory. With his patented Hook Blades and his great speed, Dart fought his bravest and was named victor at the end of the day, triumphing over his opponents with ease. Dart had finally realized his dream and bestowed his family with honor by proving himself in combat. It had been determined that he was the greatest warrior amongst the Zora, however young he was. With that, he was given the great task and heavy burden of being the Protector of the High Mages, shall they ever need one.... It was not long until his duty was needed, as one of High Mage Elders was called upon to serve in the quest of the Hero of Time, and save the lands from the wicked technologies of the present.... [b]Character Snippet:[/b] Two Zora warriors flowed back and forth beneath the water. One?s name was Dart Aquarius. The other, was Dart?s cousin, Angelus. Dart was armed with his signature hook swords, an heir-loom of his family. His cousin was armed with a large trident, which was another popular weapon amongst Zora warriors, and the taught discipline of his line. The two swam around in the pristine water?s of their home village, stalking one another. They were locked in an intense sparring session, a normal practice of Dart?s family. It was the equivalent to sport or childhood playing for him. He and his cousin we?re close, and this practice was something common for them for the past years. The two continued circling each other in search for an opening. Angelus spotted it first and came at Dart quickly with his trident pointed forwards to lunge. Dart snaked around the attack and kneed Angelus in the rib cage, too close to use his swords. The knee attack caused a distance to come between them as they both rose up in the water slightly. They stared each other down again, then at once, they both rushed for the surface of the water. They leapt into the air simultaneously, weapons drawn. The two connected mid-air, Dart trapping Angelus? trident at the top with the curve of his hook blades. Yanking violently, Dart disarmed his cousin and brought his foot into the chest of Angelus, causing both of them to dive back down into the water. Angelus was harmed, but not seriously. He slowly began gaining back his senses and rubbed at his chest in pain. [b]?Damn it! You win again....?[/b] he sighed in complaint. He looked to Dart in self-frustration. [b] ?Haha! Yes I do!?[/b] Dart began doing a small celebration to himself, swimming around in circles and spinning his blades. He looked to his cousin?s disappointment for a moment afterwards and swam back over to him. [b] ?You?d better go get back your trident... that is if you want to ever beat me...?[/b] He laid a hand on Angelus? shoulder, trying to raise his spirits. [b] ?I doubt that, Dart. You?re the village champ... nothing?s going to change that.?[/b] Angelus was obviously depressed by his lack of standing against Dart. [b] ?Listen. You are a member of the Aquarius family, and the fact that you gave me a, the village champion, a fair fight, should be sign enough for you that you are improving... remember this... a Warrior of the Zora People?s never loses spirit. You carry your pride with you, always...?[/b] [b][center]*********************[/center][/b] [b]OOC:[/b] I'm sorry if it seems a bit short, I don't really have alot to work with right off the bat because there's not a whole lot of history behind the Zora culture. Heh. Hope I did alright.[/color][/size]

[size=1] Dark eyed Mask from across the broken down and now abandoned bar with a murderous intent. He slipped his hand into his jacket and withdrew a handful of his explosive knives, placing four in between his fingers, he flung them in the direction of his opponent, sticking them in a row at his feet, they exploded on contact. The explosion caused pieces of broken glass, wood, and clouds of smoke to scatter across the room. With that, Dark ran into the dirty cloud, Tenga blade drawn. The sound of electricity alerted Dark to Mask?s little shock baton, causing him to quickly block a strike to his right side. In reply, Mask swung again, and dark replied again with a block. With those two strikes, the warriors began an old fashioned, nearly dead, form of fighting, two fighters of old engaged in a sword fight. However in this case, it was a sword and a stun baton. Blow after blow was traded as the two blocked, parried, and struck out at one another. Dark gave a fast slash across Mask?s abdomen, slicing open his tightly fitting shirt. The dodge was so perfect on Mask?s behalf that the attack didn?t even touch his flesh. [b] ?Pretty quick there...?[/b] Dark said to his opponent out of compliment. Mask replied with a haunting muffled laugh as he lunged forward once again with his stun baton, attempting a strike. Dark anticipated the attack and countered, bringing his blade across the mask of his opponent with a heavy force. The two crossed each other and for a moment, they waited. Dark rose up slowly, looking behind him, he saw a chunk of his opponent?s mask fall to the ground and shatter. Dark stared for a moment, and then he was taken back by the slow, but steadily rising volume of the man?s laughter. Maniacal and almost angry, it chilled Dark?s bones. Then Mask turned around to reveal the upper left quarter of his mask gone, showing Dark an intense, furious eye. Dark gripped his sword tight, and awaited the next trading of blows... [b][center]****************************[/center][/b] [b]OOC:[/b] I apologize for my short post. My writing muscle is strained....[/size]

[QUOTE=DeadSeraphim][size=1][color=indigo][font=arial]I don't think I've seen such liberal use of swearing since Pulp Fiction. The difference between this and Pulp Fiction though, is unless The Boss and co [i]actually talks like that[/i], all the swearing seems unecessary and awkward. It actually hurts my enjoyment of it, honestly. Pulp Fiction swears a lot, but it's in context. This swears a lot and it makes me cringe. I understand that this is actually supposed to be a Pulp Fiction parody - I mean, don't get me wrong, [i]I am down with it[/i] - but the swearing in Pulp Fiction goes with the flow, it's not inserted for the sake of it. The use of it here seems to subscribe to the latter approach however.[/font][/color][/size][/QUOTE] [color=navy][size=1] Me, Athena, and AC!D!C all curse loosely when speaking with one another in IMs. That is why we are the ones who curse the most. I toned down Retribution's usage of swear words due to his rare usage of them. Although the ones he does say are things that he would say. Beleive me, I've thought this through. I don't like using curse words for the sake of curse words. Heh. I apologize if my work offends you, but I want this to parralel Pulp Fiction while also staying to true to the people used in it. Believe me, if any swearing is done, it's done in the context of realism to the actual characters. [/color][/size]

[color=red][b] [center] [u]Disclaimer[/u] The following is a complete parody. None of the following material should be taken as a serious statement or insult. The following contains excessive violence, language, drug and alcohol usage, and sexual content. Viewer discretion is highly advised. Again, this is all a joke, meant for the enjoyment of those who choose to read. For mature eyes only.[/color][/b] [img]http://img261.imageshack.us/img261/2180/otakufiction3nh.jpg[/img][/center] [b]The following takes place in an advanced, but declining, Otaku City (alá Enter the Net).[/b] [b][size=1]Otaku: 1. a soft, greasy, shapeless anime fan. 2. An active member on the Otakuboards. Also See: Fangirl, Fanboy, Geek. Person with no Life.[/b] INT. COFFEE SHOP - MORNING 1. A normal day in the Otaku Café. Just a normal, average coffee style place. A number of members sat around idly drinking coffee and eating their breakfast. The digitized food was about as necessary as in real life, as was the caffeine. The place was not crowded, but still confined a number of people. Two of these people are AC!D!C and Athena. AC!D!C speaks in a gruff, unthoughtful manner. He removes a flask from his coat pocket and ?Irish?s? up his coffee. Athena has a strange speaking manner. Almost frantic with a confusing accent, as if born in the country and raised in the city; everything she does contradicts something she did. The two are sitting in a booth. They speak in a jumble of slurs and curse words, almost as though if they were on television, their conversation would be inaudible. AC!D!C Nah nah nah. I ain?t doin? that shit. Athena Quit being a pussy, Joe! Every fucking time it?s ?Nah, I?m through with that shit? and as soon as we?re in the pinch you pull your fucking guns and hack a shithole message board and get our asses about banned! Have some balls! AC!D!C You don?t gotta fucking lecture me on it! Okay, I make a couple shit mistakes. But this shit... it?s just... heh.... Athena Ah don?t act like your not gonna get shit faced and forget about it anyways, Joe! Come on! AC!D!C Shut the hell up for a minute why don?t ya?! Maybe I?m tired of fogettin?. Maybe I?m ready to fucking remember something for once. Ya know?! Athena You know what you fucking sound like right now, Joe? AC!D!C A mother fucker who know?s what he?s talking about, that?s what! Now get off my back about, I ain?t doin? this shit. Athena You sound like a fucking n00b that?s what. All ?Im sooo l33t h4xx0z I dun even gotta pwn lttle shit!!!11!1" AC!D!C Well fuck it. Ya ain?t gonna hear it again for sometime then. I ain?t doin? the shit no more, so it ya ain?t gonna hear it no more. How?s that sound? Athena Hehehe. Maybe after tonight...? The two begin laughing to one another, as if their conversation meant nothing. AC!D!C (with a smile) I guess I got all night to l33t speak then. Heh. Those poor poor n00bz. A waitress comes by with carrying a pitcher of coffee. Waitress Would you like some more? Athena (holds out mug) Yup. The waitress leaves and Athena turns back to AC!D!C He downs his coffee and looks to Athena. Giving a deep breath, he continues with the argument as if nothing had happened. AC!D!C I mean, the way it is now, this shit?s more of a risk than flaming n00bs at another place. I mean those places are easier. I mean, at shit boards, and what not, you ain?t gotta worry about mods banning ya for flaming morons. I mean, fuck, they don?t give a shit. The mods are doin? the flaming themselves on other fucking boards, like they give a shit. Athena And you got away with that shit, right? AC!D!C Fucking right I did. I mean, a fucking guy can go into those shit boards, no posts, no friends, no shit at all, but get big ups for pwning n00bs, just because he knows what the fuck he?s saying. So a fuckin? new member can get in with the higher ups and shit on those pieces. Athena So, did the guy get in with the mods and shit? AC!D!C I don?t fucking know. It doesn?t fucking matter, the point of the story is, those other piece of shit boards don?t matter, and the mods don?t care. Athena So your saying you wanna go pwn n00bs and flame at little shitholes like that? AC!D!C Nah, people who do that shit are losers with no lives and no friends. Athena So your saying you wanna go fuck with people on MySpace? AC!D!C Where the fuck did MySpace come into this shit? Fuck no. That?s even worse. I have some face to maintain, ya know. That stupid ass Tom guy?ll just ban our IP Address and I won?t be able to talk to a shitload of people for sometime. Nah, fuck that. Athena So then what? You just wanna sit around and watch those people sit around and piss you off all day? Do nothing about it? AC!D!C Hahaha. Well... I wish. Athena Then do! AC!D!C (Calls to server) *sigh* Yo, Dude! More? Waitress (walks over) I?m a girl.... (fills mugs with coffee and walks away) AC!D!C (looks to waitress walking away, questioning the bishounen avatar skin) Well. Heh. Athena Here. The Otakuboards. AC!D!C Yeah, I mean. I got some good connections here and all, but still... *sigh* Well, lots of peeps get away with it. But still, I don?t have a good enough name for it. Athena We can get some people to back us up.... AC!D!C Yeah.... and nobody ever really does shit here... It?ll be great! Fucking great! Athena (leans over table) So... you wanna do it? AC!D!C (leans over) Yeah... Let?s do it. Athena Love ya, ya bastard. AC!D!C I fucking love you too. Haha! Taking a swig of his Irish coffee, he stood up on the table and began screaming out. AC!D!C All you sons of bitches listen up! I?m tired of your shit! Athena summons a large gatling gun from her net space and begins firing it into the air Athena You turds got a thing to say about it! [b][size=2]Otaku Fiction Scene 2[/b][/size] INT. Camaro (MOVING) - MORNING 2. An old, memory chugging search engine in the shape of an old white Camaro BARRELS down a homeless-ridden street in Otaku City. In the front seat are two young fellas -- one white with a Rock Lee avatar dressed up in a black suit. , the other in a black and white Uzumaki Naruto dressed in a similar suit. -- Their names are The Boss (Lee) and Retribution (Naruto). Retribution is operating the Camaro-esque search engine. Retribution Okay... so tell me again about the n00bing there... The Boss Well, what do you want to know? Retribution So, they allow it there? The Boss Well, yeah, but only to a certain extent. Your allowed to post intro threads, but they don?t want you flaming people in those kinda threads. You can argue and flame in a normal thread, but ya can?t just come out of nowhere and start saying ?Uh!11! Ur soooo fukking n00b!? and shit, ya know? Retribution And those are the normal threads? The Boss Yeah, it?s like this. You can argue with a person and call them an asshole, basically, cuz they ain?t got no one there to tell you not to. You can l33t speak, but that won?t get ya no respect, and it?s just generally ?I don?t give fuck? with everyone there. Retribution Damn man... I gotta see it. The Boss It?s pretty fucking hilarious dude. But you know the funniest thing about that shit hole? Retribution What is that? The Boss It?s the little things. Those small things that get ya pissed off at ?em. Retribution Such as? The Boss Well, ya know what they call a post there? Retribution Three sentences to a paragraph at least....? The Boss Nah, see they got the n00b members and mods there, so they don?t give a shit. A post for them is one sentence... or even a fucking word, dude. Retribution Wow dude. That?s some stuff. Heh... The Boss I know right? And get this. Ya know what an RPG is for them? Retribution What? The Boss They?ll take an anime and say ?Okay... now so and so is attacking us. I?m Yusuke!? and people will FUCKING JOIN! Retribution No freaking way man... The Boss Yes fucking way, dude. It?s so fucked up that I became a mod there. Little ole Mike. Retribution Jeez man.... that?s when you know it?s bad. The Boss Yeah.... wait no! What the fuck, man! Retribution J/K man. Haha. But anyways. What about the art studio there? The Boss I don?t know. I didn?t go to the art studio... but you know what they do have! Retribution What? The Boss A fucking Hentai section. Retribution Ah, crap... uuch.... INT. Morning Retribution and The Boss are parked outside a large Thread Building in the Otaku Lounge district. The two walk around the car and open the trunk, taking out two cutsomized mod-guns in the form of two .45 Magnums, loading and cocking them Retribution Now be careful with that thing. It?s not everyday I can just lend those out. The Boss Fuck you, Alex. It?s not like I?m a fucking new member.... Retribution I know, I know.... I?m just saying... there?s going be a few of them up there, and you have to be careful. You know how to use it, don?t you? The Boss (points mod-gun at Retri) Ya wanna find out? Retribution Stop fucking around Mike. Onix sent us to get that coding back, and he?s taking orders from James. We CAN NOT! CAN NOT! CAN NOT fuck this up, you got it? The Boss (lowers gun and looks up to the building) Yeah yeah. Don?t worry.... so how many are there gonna be? Retribution Four... Maybe five.... why? The Boss (cocks gun) Ah.... just wondering. Haha. With that, the two close the trunk and begin up a set of stairs into the thread building. [/size] [center][b]**************************[/center][/b] [color=navy][size=1] Well, there goes the first two scenes. Me and Retri would appreciate comments. And I do hope nobody minded the crude humour. Expect more to come though. Heh. If it's not apparent, then I shall say that this entire thing is based entirely off of my favorite film, [b]Pulp Fiction[/b]. So if that says anything, then you'll know what to expect. Haha. Again, please comment.[/color][/size]

[color=navy][size=1] Seconded, seeing as how I'm the one that brought this to his attention. I've kinda had a problem with this several times. I don't see the harm personally with allowing curse words in PMs if it is allowed in the Arena and such. Being personal conversations, I doubt they'd ever be offensive, and if they were, the user could always block PMs from the sender. Just a thought.[/color][/size]

[center] ************************************************** [size=3][b][u]Rap Sheet[/u][/b][/size] ************************************************** [/center][size=1] [b]Report filed by:[/b] The Manaco Police Department [b]Name:[/b] Mikali ?Mike? Drossopoulos [b]Age:[/b] 22 [b]File Photo:[/b] [URL=http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/f/f3/Diego-'nightmare'-Sanchez.jpg]Mikali[/URL] [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Occupation:[/b] Bouncer/Underground Cage Fighter [b]Nationality:[/b] Greek and American Citizen [b]Short Bio:[/b] File Written By: Detective Alexander Shiropa Mikali, or Mike has been an enigmatic figure for a few years. He was born to Greek immigrants in Chicago, Illinois in America. He lived in the city for the majority of his life. An All-American wrestler and a Golden Gloves boxer, he took a high interest in combat sports. He graduated high school with average grades and before college, took a vacation to his family's homeland of Crete (an island of Greece). He stayed there for a two years, dipping himself into the culture and taking on different fighting and wrestling competitions whilst there. It was also during this time that he recieved his first law violations concerning street racing and assault. It was his mounting record which spurned him to move out to Monaco. He seemingly dropped off the radar after the move. Many believe he is partaking in the underground scene in the small country. Racing in the street circuits with his life long car, the RS-SS Camaro. It is also rumored that he has pursued his first passion even deeper by taking the underground fighting scene by storm. This is all, however, speculation. It is known that he has kept himself with a straight job as a bouncer at a local bar ran by another shady figure.... Still though, a watch needs to be kept on him at all times. There is alot of negative potential in the kid. [center]************************[/center] [b] Offences:[/b] Driving with a Suspended License Driving without a License Driving under the influence Several Accounts of Assault and Battery Assault on an officer of the law Illegal participation in an unauthorized fighting/combat arena [center]************************[/center] [b]Preferred Rides:[/b] [URL=http://www.cartype.com/images/page/chevy-camaro-RS-SS_top.jpg]RS-SS Camaro[/URL] [center]************************[/center] [b]Known Associations:[/b] Jackie Meyer Michael Mulcahy [/size]