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[quote name='KatanaViolet']Darwin vs. The Pope (finally put this evolution vs. creationism to a close!)[/quote] [FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]Have you [i]seen[/i] the current Pope? Or, rather, Emperor Pope-atine? My vote is for him just because he's the most devious-looking! Anyways, here are some of my match-ups: A four-way Battle of the Conquerers: Genghis Khan vs. Attila the Hun vs. Alexander the Great vs. Eric the Red. That would be SWEET. Adam Smith vs. Karl Marx. Decides once and for all which system is better, capitalism or communism! Pair that one with Richard Nixon vs. Nikita Kruschev. The Kitchen Debate redux, only this time, instead of fighting with words, they fight with BREAK-DANCING. Who wouldn't want to see Nixon bust a move? Thomas Alva Edison vs. Nikola Tesla. The great inventors duke it out! Ooh! And here's a big one! Steve Irwin vs. a [URL=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sarcosuchus]SuperCroc![/URL] It was one of the biggest predators to ever live, and certainly the largest Crocodile-like creature ever. Those are the fights I'd like to see.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]Thirteenth time! This time around: Grim and N3cro Music Trakk Game of tr00 ev0l kvltness! 1. Pick a Band or Artist: [b]Dimmu Borgir[/b] (the cheesiest Black Metal band out there, if you can even call them Black Metal anymore. Maybe "Blackened Cheese Metal") 2. Are you male or female: [b]Kings of the Carnival Creation[/b] 3. Describe yourself: [b]Unorthodox Manifesto[/b] 4. How do some people feel about you: [b]Eradication Instincts Defined[/b] 5. Describe your ex boyfriend/girlfriend: [b]Lepers Among Us[/b] 6. Describe your current boyfriend/girlfriend: [b]Puritania[/b] 7. Describe where you want to be: [b]Architecture of a Genocidal Nature[/b] 8. Describe how you love: [b]Maelstrom Mephisto[/b] 9. What would you ask if you had just one wish: [b]Blessings Upon the Throne of Tyranny[/b] 10. Share a few words of wisdom: [b]Absolute Sole Right[/b] 11. Now say goodbye: [b]For the World to Dictate Our Death[/b][/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]Man, I love doing this. It's so fun to be able to share the music I love with the rest of the 'Boards. [b]1. Moonsorrow - Ukkosenjumalan Poika {Suden Uni}[/b] Now here is a great band. They're Viking Metal with a smattering of Folk influence. They have some beautiful songs. Some are just sheer Viking awesomeness, some are bouncy little Folk humppas. The vocalist sounds like a very angry little dwarf shouting at you, but he's too far away from the microphone to make out what he's saying, and it's all in Finnish anyway. Very unintentionally funny. This song is one of their more Viking ones. [b]2. Sonata Arctica - Gravenimage {Winterheart's Guild}[/b] I love Sonata Arctica. They have some of the prettiest songs combined with some very technical solos. Tony Kakko has a great voice, too. They would be Power Metal if they sang about dragons and the Power of Steel, but as it is, they sing about romances gone wrong/never had, respecting the wilderness, or wolves. This song has one of my favorite moments in any of their songs, actually. It's a pretty slow song in the beginning, but it hits a certain point when it speeds up, and Tony sings in this really cool rythym that doesn't happen a lot in conventional metal. Pretty awesome. [b]3. DragonForce - Through the Fire and Flames {Inhuman Rampage}[/b] Hands down, this is the greatest band ever. Period. This is not up for debate. Once you hear Herman Li's guitar work, you'll agree. If you don't, you have no life or love in your soul. Honestly, he is the best guitarist I have ever heard. And I listen to [i]Children of Bodom.[/i] He's [i]that[/i] good. I think if you go to their myspace account one of the songs on the song thingy is this one. So go listen to it. Also, listen to Fury of the Storm. That one is amazing too. [URL=http://www.myspace.com/dragonforceofficial]http://www.myspace.com/dragonforceofficial[/URL] [b]4. Rhapsody - Holy Thunderforce {Dawn of Victory}[/b] All you have to know about these guys is that the cover of Dawn of Victory looks like [URL=http://metalartwork.free.fr/images/pochettes2/tailleoriginale2/big1/Rhapsody_-_Dawn_Of_Victory.jpg]this.[/URL] [b]5. Luca Turilli - Demonheart {Prophets of the Last Eclipse}[/b] Luca Turilli is the guitarist of Rhapsody. He is a master of the quite tricky "sweep arpeggio" technique. If he wrote the songs for his solo work, he's also an immensely talented songwriter. Although, his lyrics could use some work. The lead singer is very good, but what he's singing is kinda lame. [b]6. Into Eternity - Elysium Dream {Dead or Dreaming}[/b] This is a great band. I think they would be classified as Progressive Death Metal, but then again, that's what Opeth is classified as, and they sound very little like Opeth. I blame the lable of "Progressive." It's way too generic. To offer an example that might hit a bit closer to home, both Tool and the Mars Volta are classified and Progressive Rock. And do they sound anything alike? Not really. But yeah, Into Eternity is very cool, nice guitar work. [b]7. Winterlong - Evolution {The Second Coming}[/b] This album sounded a lot cooler in the store. It's still pretty good, but not as good as it sounded when the dude in Metal Mayhem popped it in and was like "Check these guys out, they're cool," or words to that effect. This song is pretty cool, I like the chords, but some of the other songs on the album are a bit too rambly, and the vocalist would get on my nerves if I played the whole album in one sitting. [b]8. Nightwish - The Wayfarer {Bless the Child DVDS}[/b] I like Nightwish. They were the second truly metal band I had ever heard, next to In Flames. Kinda sucks how Tarja got kicked out of the band, but if what I heard was true, she deserved it. Anyway, I like the keyboard riffs, Tuomas is awesome at them. [b]9. Within Temptation - Forsaken {The Silent Force}[/b] Within Temptation's great. They're Gothic Metal, but this song is TOTALLY epic'd the crap out. French horns and everything. Whoever the lead singer is, she's as gorgeous as her voice is. But their guitarist annoys me. What is it about bald people in bands that annoys me? It only really comes up in the video for "Ice Queen," but man, it sure does come up. [b]10. Blind Guardian - Mirror Mirror {Nightfall in Middle-Earth}[/b] The members of Blind Guardian are Tolkein junkies. I think this entire album was based on "The Silmarillion" by ol' J.R.R. But hey, whatever it takes for them to make pretty music. I dig 'em.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]Twelve! 1. Pick a Band or Artist: [b]Korpiklaani[/b] (a very awesome Folk Metal band) 2. Are you male or female: [b]Journey Man[/b] 3. Describe yourself: [b]Spirit of the Forest[/b] 4. How do some people feel about you: [b]With Trees[/b] 5. Describe your ex boyfriend/girlfriend: [b]Fields in Flames[/b] 6. Describe your current boyfriend/girlfriend: [b]You Looked Into My Eyes[/b] 7. Describe where you want to be: [b]Cottages & Saunas[/b] 8. Describe how you love: [b]Before the Morning Sun[/b] (so very tempted to put [b]Hullunhumppa[/b] instead... XD) 9. What would you ask if you had just one wish: [b]Beer Beer[/b] (this is one of the funniest songs I've ever heard) 10. Share a few words of wisdom: [b]Crows Bring the Spring[/b] 11. Now say goodbye: [b]Man Can Go Even Through the Grey Stone[/b][/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]Yea, probably NYC-size, perhaps a little bigger. How I imagine the buildings looking like is... hmm... Have you ever seen Blade Runner? If not, go see it. That's a lot like how I picture Neo Avalon looking.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]Several hours later, Freya was relaxing in the safehouse when the phone rang. Freya glanced at Major, who grinned and picked up the phone. "Don't worry, the lines are secure," he said, then, into the phone, "Hello?" He listened for a second or two, then said, "Yes, she is. Here ya go, miss." Freya picked up the phone. "Yes?" she asked. A feminine voice replied. "My name's Alina, I'm Corsair's aide. He wanted me to tell you something. He said he trusted you. You know about the ball tonight?" "The Grand Ball the Neoristocrats are throwing? What about it?" "Well, I'm sure you've heard the rumors that we're going to raid it?" "Well yes, but there are rumors like that for just about any major Neoristo gathering." "This time, they're true." "Are you sure? But security's supposedly been stepped up like mad! It'd be a suicide mission!" "Trust me, I know. And so does Corsair, which is why he sure doesn't like the fact that he's been pinned to lead the attack." "Shit. We can't have him die, he's one of our most valuable allies. Can't he get out of it? Who set his up to it?" "Not without being branded a traitor, he can't. Thing is, we're pretty sure the Mob members that got him stuck in this mess are 'Risto stoolies themselves, trying to undermine the Mob's power base." "No kidding? What are we supposed to do about it?" "Well, he said that he'd really appreciate the help of you and your, uh, 'associates' for this one. To make sure he gets out okay, you know?" "I understand. I'll see what we can do, Alina. Goodbye." "Thanks. Bye." Freya put the phone back down in its cradle. By this time, everyone in the room was looking at her. She cleared her throat. "Well, it seems like Corsair has gotten himself in a whole mess of trouble. He wants our help and protection to make sure he gets out of the Grand Ball alive. I really hope that just the four of us can get him out okay." Major spoke. "Five, you mean. You think I'd let you leave me behind from something this fun?" Freya smiled. "Thanks for all your help, Major. Still, five people isn't that many for something this big. Of course, knowing our luck, maybe we'll meet up with more of our comrades on the way there."[/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]Gasp! They're gaining on me! Must cement my lead... Eleventh! 1. Pick a Band or Artist: [b]In Flames[/b] 2. Are you male or female: [b]Clay Man[/b] 3. Describe yourself: [b]Zombie Inc[/b] 4. How do some people feel about you: [b]Superhero of the Computer Rage[/b] 5. Describe your ex boyfriend/girlfriend: [b]Only for the Weak[/b] 6. Describe your current boyfriend/girlfriend: [b]F(R)Iend[/b] 7. Describe where you want to be: [b]Worlds Within the Margin[/b] (I was going to say [b]The Quiet Place[/b], but that song sucks) 8. Describe how you love: [b]Gyroscope[/b] 9. What would you ask if you had just one wish: [b]Food for the Gods[/b] 10. Share a few words of wisdom: [b]Dismiss the Cynics[/b] 11. Now say goodbye: [b]Your Bedtime Story is Scaring Everyone[/b][/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray][b]Screenname-[/b] Rhym [b]Nickname-[/b] Skiles [b]Appearance-[/b] [IMG]http://hermanli.com/images/hermanli_by_rudy.jpg[/IMG] Rhym's hair is a bit shorter than that, about shoulder-length or a few inches more. He normally wears a black leather jacket over a band t-shirt and some baggy camo pants. Also, replace the guitar with a [URL=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Keytar]Keytar[/URL] of the same pattern. [b]Personality-[/b] Rhym is a nice guy all around. He gets along well with most people, and others like his natural charisma. He'll crack a joke or make a sardonic remark should the situation call for it. In fact, if he has any fault, it's that he's a bit too sarcastic sometimes. He's a bit resentful of authority. However, the largest part of his persona is music. Specifically, Metal. Even more specifically, Power Metal. He's a virtuoso of the keyboards, and he lives to rock out on stage, in front of an audience of wild and screaming fans. Some of the happiest days of his life he spent touring with his Spaghetti-Western-themed Power Metal band, Tombstone. But GameFAQS changed all that. He was safe in the club, playing a solo gig when the bombs dropped, but his bandmates were not so lucky. Thus has Rhym sworn an oath to avenge his slain brothers and fight GameFAQS and G-Man101 to his last breath. [b]Weapons-[/b] Rhym is never, ever without his Keytar, but he would be very reluctant to use his "baby" for something so crude as hitting someone. Instead, he uses an axe he found along the way. He's not a bad shot with any sort of gun, but that would require bullets. And, okay, fine, also a gun. But, if worst comes to very worst, well... Let's just say the Keytar is sharper than it looks... [b]Writing Piece-[/b] As Uri and the Rag Man stepped past the last outcropping on the steep trail to the summit, she wondered that should she jump up, her head would break the cloud layer. At last, an overlook was all that lay between them and the mist-shrouded ground, far below. The stunning vista offered a breathtaking view of the ruins of New Feltan. On the planet of Turos, winters were harsh, with bone-racking chills that shattered windows and took the unwary. New Feltan was abandoned early in the colonization effort to the unforgiving cold, and the ages had taken their toll. Many skyscrapers leaned crazily, icicles hanging from them like glittering fangs, while gliding Gilthas made their nests among the empty traces of humanity. A menacing glacier was ponderously advancing upon the dead city, promising to wipe it completely from memory. They stood there for a time, Uri shivering in the spring's still-biting air, the Rag Man silent and still in his billowing, frayed cloak. Uri broke the awed silence. "That must be the saddest, loneliest thing in the universe," she remarked. "What is that?" queried the Rag Man. "An abandoned city." The Rag Man remained silent, and Uri took this as a sign to continue. "All of mankind's dreams, aspirations, breathed into this sprawling metropolis, only to abandon it. That city is lonely and cold. We left it to the elements, as uncaring as the breeze, and now only the scavenging Gilthas remain." The Rag Man again maintained his expectant silence, and so she continued. "They should have stayed, fortified it against the climate. New Feltan could have been a grand, splendorous thing, a monolith that withstood the tests of weather and age, a tribute to mankind's will to survive." The Rag Man spoke. "You have much to learn yet, young one." Uri broke her sight away from the hollow, echoing ruins far below to turn her slightly incredulous gaze to the Rag Man. "How so?" "While tragic it may be, an abandoned city is by no means the saddest thing in the universe. What you must learn is that this existence is by no means restricted to mankind alone. What matters is not defiance of the elements, but life itself perpetuating wherever it can, no matter the species." He gestured to the graceful Gilthas soaring above New Feltan's ruins. "We should perhaps even rejoice at New Feltan's abandonment. For had it not been left to the elements, where on this barren tundra would the noble Gilthas make their nests? Indeed, had the humans stayed, they would have undoubtedly destroyed the Giltha nests when they found them, perhaps driving them to a localized extinction. You have yet to learn that humanity is not the only species out there, although often it seems it strives to make that so. And that is why?" The wind chose this moment to howl up the cliff-face and blow the hood back from the Rag Man's head. Instead of a human visage, a reptilian, snake-like head met Uri's gaze. "?I renounced my humanity long ago." Uri had become accustomed to the Rag Man's features over the several years she had spent under his tutelage, but nevertheless the drama of the moment struck her and she was taken aback. He continued. "But the universe is no Earth. On what inhabitable planets we have found, life is difficult at best, and extremes of climate make survival all the more delicate. It was under this background that I developed my philosophy of self-modification to further humanity's survival." "But master, could we not just use the nanos?" interjected a recovered Uri. "Ah, nanomachines. But you see, young one, most of the populace currently does utilize nanotechnology to some extent. And although it does prolong life for some time, it reaches the point where all of the cells that make up the body become copies of copies of copies, cellular integrity is lost, and the body collapses. Nanos can only do so much without a constant feed of new material." "The advanced nanos you provided did help, master. I feel better than I have in years. But?" A shudder ran through her, of which the cold was not the sole cause. "?But I could never do what you do to yourself." The Rag Man was silent for some time, speculating. "You have yet another bastion to overcome before you are ready, I see." She made an inquiring sound. "The first bastion is that of pride for humanity. That you are close to overcoming. However, the other is vanity. Another revelation you must have is that the human form is not perfect. Self-modification is not a practice to be ashamed of, to fear; it is not self-degradation, as others may label it. It is instead the practice of bettering oneself through science. If we use an animal's limbs, what of it? They are no lower than us. Animals and humans are kindred souls, both scraping out what life they can from a deadly environment. So if they lend a hand? or leg, as the case may be? who are we to refuse?" The meager sun was nearing the horizon, and dark was approaching rapidly. "We had best be off if we wish to make shelter before dark," noted the Rag Man. "Master," called Uri as he turned to go. "One last thing, please. What happened to New Feltan?" His serpentine eyes gained a faraway look. "Pride. They were unprepared for the winter, and many had died before the evacuation order was given." With that, he turned away and started down the ridge, Uri hurrying to keep up. [b]Notes-[/b] Sorry if it's a bit over. It was a piece I wrote last year for extra credit. There's more to it, but then it would be [i]way[/i] too long.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]I'd like to thank the academy... 1. Pick a Band or Artist: [b]DragonForce[/b] (the best band in the history of ever, period) 2. Are you male or female: [b]Soldiers of the Wasteland[/b] 3. Describe yourself: [b]Heart of a Dragon[/b] 4. How do some people feel about you: [b]Once in a Lifetime[/b] 5. Describe your ex boyfriend/girlfriend: [b]Trail of Broken Hearts[/b] 6. Describe your current boyfriend/girlfriend: [b]My Spirit Will Go On[/b] 7. Describe where you want to be: [b]Storming the Burning Fields[/b] 8. Describe how you love: [b]Fury of the Storm[/b] 9. What would you ask if you had just one wish: [b]Dawn Over a New World[/b] 10. Share a few words of wisdom: [b]Prepare for War[/b] 11. Now say goodbye: [b]Above the Winter Moonlight[/b][/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]Ninth time around! I wish I could get some kind of award for this... 1. Pick a Band or Artist: [b]Nevermore[/b] 2. Are you male or female: [b]The Tiananmen Man[/b] 3. Describe yourself: [b]Dead Heart, In a Dead World[/b] 4. How do some people feel about you: [b]Insignificant[/b] 5. Describe your ex boyfriend/girlfriend: [b]The Death of Passion[/b] 6. Describe your current boyfriend/girlfriend: [b]The Sound of Silence[/b] 7. Describe where you want to be: [b]Medicated Nation[/b] 8. Describe how you love: [b]The Heart Collector[/b] 9. What would you ask if you had just one wish: [b]Sell My Heart For Stones[/b] 10. Share a few words of wisdom: [b]The River Dragon Has Come[/b] 11. Now say goodbye: [b]A Future Uncertain[/b][/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]Man, the Underworld series! I love bad movies! There is no better entertainment on a Friday night! I've seen both, but number 2 is fresher in my mind, so I'll focus on that one. Sure, the plot was terrible. But come on! Those were some great effects! There was a dude with an axe in the 13th century part! And her [i]eyes![/i] That was a hella cool effect! Plus, that was the funniest sex scene I've ever seen in a movie. It was so corny! It was like: "HAY I SAVE YOU FROM BURNING IN SUN HERE IS A WAREHOUSE" "YES" "LOL I SHOW YOU MY INTERIOR DECORATING SKILLZ, FOR I AM SEXY" "YES" "I PUT YOU IN BOX, AND NOW FOR THE MAKING OF THE SEX, YES?" "YES" The funny thing is, Kate Beckinsale's husband is the DIRECTOR of Underworld 2. But which is funnier, that fact, or her quote about that scene? Essentially, she said that Scott Speedman, the actor that plays Michael, is "like the family dog, you just don't care." Now, you may think me wrong in this thought, but I'm pretty sure [i]I[/i] would care if my hypothetical wife was having an intimate physical relationship with the hypothetical family dog.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]The Neoristocrat suddenly turned from Freya and sliced the front door to pieces. She was shocked to see Corsair standing just outside. "Well," he said. "That plan died pretty quickly." "I hope you weren't thinking of attacking me from behind, hm?" said the man called the Dreaming Crane. He froze when he heard the chamber click into place. "Maybe not him," said Freya. "But I have no qualms about honor. I think you'll find that this disruptor rifle in my hands proves this." Oran growled, holding a towel to the slash on his chest. "Kill him quickly and get it over with, Freya." "I'd love to, Oran, but I can't. Think of what the death of a Neoristocrat would do. Remember the bogus cease-fire? A death could give them all the excuse they need to claim that the Mob started it first. Police presence here is bad enough already. No, I can't do that to these people." "I'm glad you understand my predicament, Freya," said Corsair. Asim drew his breath sharply. "Fools! Do you not think?" Freya swiftly brought the gun to bear on him. "Not. Another. Move. Drop your sword. Slide it over to me. Slowly." He complied, recalcitrantly. "Kieter, get some rope from Chuck. Oran, pick up the sword." Kieter tied the Neoristocrat snugly to a barstool. Oran buried the sword blade-up into the top of the wall behind the bar. Asim spat at Freya. "You think you can get away with your foolish little revolution. Idiot! You'll never succeed! I will see you dead some day!" Freya knocked him out with a blow to the head from the rifle butt. "What an annoying man," she muttered. "Let's get out of here. Major, where's that safehouse?"[/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]Awesome idea, 0ber! [b][u]Character:[/b][/u] [b]Name:[/b] Yander Gar [b]Age:[/b] 30 [b]Sex:[/b] Male [b]Race:[/b] Elder [b]Alignment:[/b] Himself and his crew [b]Profession:[/b] Pirate [b]Appearance:[/b] Yander stands about 6' tall. His skin is slightly tanned from the sun, but his hair remains a shock of long pale white strands. His eyes are a fiery yellow, brighter than most humans' eyes. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to protect himself from heat stroke. He sometimes goes bare-chested, but mostly wears an unbuttoned leather jacket. Baggy khakis cover his legs. He usually has a number of long daggers somewhere on him, whether in a leg sheath or at his hip. [b][u]Ship:[/b][/u] [b]Name:[/b] The [i]Fire of Glory[/i] [b]Number:[/b] Being a pirate, it's not wise to have something to identify his ship by. [b]Class:[/b] [i]Iron Duke[/i] class Battleship [b]Size:[/b] 25,000 ton displacement, 90' beam, 32' 9" draught, 622' 9" overall length. [b]Speed:[/b] 21.25 knots [b]Weapons:[/b] Main battery: Ten 13.5"/45 guns in five twin turrets; Secondary battery: Twelve 6"/45 guns in single casemate mountings; Eight 5" guns; Four 21" submerged beam torpedo tubes [b]Armor Level:[/b] 7. There is about a foot of steel plating put over the two-foot hull. The overall paint scheme is a gunmetal grey, but it bears this logo: [IMG]http://srgn.chat.ru/ThyrfingLogo.jpg[/IMG] [b][u]Writing Sample[/u][/b] Captain Plank was steering the [i]Fire of Glory[/i] to her doom. The storm raged all around them, and she was taking on water like no tomorrow. "Six points starboard, Captain!" shouted the Jensen, the navigator. "Don't you tell me how to pilot my ship!" he growled. The windows in the navigation chamber were slicked with rain. Even Yander couldn't see through the window. "Mr. Gar! What can you see out there?" He could smell the whiskey on his breath from six feet away. Yander moved closer and squinted through the glass. [i]I see your death, old fool,[/i] he thought. "I can't see anything, Cap'n." "Damn and blast!" the grizzled Captain took a deep pull of his hip flask. He lurched forward and wiped the window with a grimy handkerchief. If anything, this succeeded in obscuring the view further. "How about now, Mr. Gar?" Yander glanced back at Jensen, who nodded. He drew his favorite dagger. "Mr. Gar? Aauug?" His query trailed off in a gurgling moan. Yander cleaned his blade on the drunkard's shirt. "Jensen, give me a heading," he said, grabbing the wheel and sheathing his poignard. "10 points to port should get us out of this mess, Captain Gar," Jensen replied. Yander grinned and spun the wheel.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]Eigth! 1. Pick a Band or Artist: [b]Dark Tranquillity[/b] 2. Are you male or female: [b]Indifferent Suns[/b] (It looks like Sons, I guess) 3. Describe yourself: [b]The New Build[/b] 4. How do some people feel about you: [b]The Same[/b] 5. Describe your ex boyfriend/girlfriend: [b]The Enemy[/b] 6. Describe your current boyfriend/girlfriend: [b]Lost to Apathy[/b] 7. Describe where you want to be: [b]Nightfall by the Shore of Time[/b] 8. Describe how you love: [b]Through Smudged Lenses[/b] (I was quite tempted to put [b]A Bolt of Blazing Gold[/b]) 9. What would you ask if you had just one wish: [b]Edenspring[/b] 10. Share a few words of wisdom: [b]Format C: For Cortex[/b] 11. Now say goodbye: [b]Day to End[/b][/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]Freya was talking with Kieter in his booth and Oran with Ophelia at the counter when the man entered the tavern. ?So," the man began. "I hear y?all are lookin' for a safe house?? The bartender looked up. "Heya, Major! Long time no see!" "Hey, Chuck," Major replied, grinning widely. "So, who's the one asking?" Freya nodded to him. Under her breath, she said to Kieter: "I'd love to sit and reminisce some more, but business calls." Kieter smiled and leaned back. "I understand." She stood from her seat. "That would be me. They call me Freya." She shook his offered hand. "Word sure gets around fast in this city." "That it does," he grinned. "Call me Major, Freya. I've got a system of safehouses all over Neo Avalon. Normally I'd charge ya for the use of 'em, but... Let's just say we share something in common." "I'm fully prepared to pay for any expenses," she said. "Oh, no no no. That's alright, missy. Free of charge for you and your kin." By this time they had moved to a booth. "Thank you. That's very kind." They stopped talking momentarily when another man entered the tavern. He had covered up himself with a cloak, but Freya could see the sword strapped at his side. He sat at the counter, a good distance from where Oran and Ophelia sat. Chuck, the barman, eyed him nervously, but approached him to ask for his order. When he was done, Major asked him something. "Hey Chuck," he said. "How's the wife?" Chuck shook his head sadly. "It's lookin' a bit rocky, Major." Major's eyes widened. In a hushed tone, he spoke to Freya. "Don't look now, missy, but that man that just came in? Chuck says he's trouble. Don't rightly know who he is, but things might get a bit messy very soon."[/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]I love the reaction I get from people when I bring up the subject of this injury. "How did you manage to chip your tooth on a [i]bowling ball?"[/i] Quite easily, in fact. This was in... what, fourth grade? That sounds about right. The daycare center I went to after school went on little trips every friday. This time, it happened to be to a bowling alley. All went well through just about our entire time there. It was only at the very end, when we were putting the balls away, that it happened. I was carrying the bowling ball back to the rack when I tripped on something, most likely my own two feet. Down I went. I was holding the ball in both hands, somewhere near my face. From my memory, I fell face-first on the bowling ball, chipping my right front tooth (an adult one too) and putting a really big crack in the left one. However, eyewitnesses claim that just before I hit the floor, I dropped the bowling ball and it bounced back up and hit me in the face. I'm not sure which way it really hit me, suffice to say that I had quite a big gap in my tooth and a swollen lip afterwards. Even better is what happened a few days later, though. I had just gone to the dentist's and he gave me a temporary filling, which he claimed would last me about a week or two until they could give me a permanent one. Half an hour later, we got BLTs. The second bite I take, I feel something really hard hit my molars, harder than delicious bacon should be. Lo and behold, it's the temporary filling! Other than that, just the usual mix of falls, scrapes, and punches (I take a karate class).[/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]The soundtrack to Fight Club is amazing. It's done entirely by the Dust Brothers. There isn't a single track on there that I don't like, I would check it out. The Animatrix soundtrack is another good one, but there are a few on there that I skip over, unlike the Fight Club soundtrack. Oh yeah, and the Team America: World Police soundtrack kicks ***![/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]And that one lady sued KFC for just finding a [i]finger[/i] in her bucket...[/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]Alright, time to declare a winner. First place:[/FONT][/COLOR] [QUOTE=Ziggy Stardust][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=Sienna]Horgh: *screaming* We like to eat babies!!!!!!!! Abbath: Arg, yes, we are the eaters of baby flesh! Horgh: *screaming* We also like Pepto Bismal and those little heart-shaped candies with love notes written on them! Abbath: PINK DOES MORE THAN YOU THINK!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAARGH![/FONT][/COLOR][/QUOTE] [FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]Ziggy, you are a madman! What is the source of your comedy powers? Second place:[/FONT][/COLOR] [QUOTE=Gavin][SIZE=1][b]"Black Make Up - $8.99 New Mikes - $75 Watching Horgh's reaction after being weggied while wearing leather pants - Priceless."[/b][/SIZE][/QUOTE] [FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]Nice, nice. Third place:[/FONT][/COLOR] [QUOTE=Jakehammaren][b]Abbath: Look! It's Jesus! I follow! Horgh: NOOOOO!!! First Demonaz, and now [i]you?[/i][/b][/QUOTE] [FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]What can I say? I gotta stay tr00. Ziggy, the floor is yours once more![/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]Freya pocketed the cigar, and Oran did likewise. Corsair lit his and the aromatic smoke soon wafted to all corners of the bar. "So," he said, "Let's get down to business. From our prior conversation I understand that you need my assistance?" Freya nodded. "Yes. You are more than aware of Neo Avalon's condition. The Neoristocrats lord it over both your people and mine. And with this new leader of theirs, this Jinn no Dante, I can only imagine the oppresion getting worse. The rumors you hear..." Corsair nodded in agreement. "That he killed his own father to gain power? I wouldn't doubt it for a second. It's just like a Neoristocrat. But what does this have to do with me, Freya?" "I feel it's time for a change. I'm not alone in feeling this. I feel a change of power is in order." Corsair's eyebrows raised conspiratorily. "Such talk is highly dangerous." "That it may be, but it needs to be said. All I ask for is the support. For too long the Mob has been just that, a mob, a disorganised rabble trying to fight a system geared entirely towards keeping them down. But just imagine if someone could organise them. Together, we just might be able to form the wrench to throw into the gears of the system." She was about to go on when the door to the bar opened. A man walked quietly in and sat at the booth in the far corner. Freya was about to dismiss him when she saw Oran. "Freya," he said, under his breath. "That man that just walked in. He's a Chimera. One of ours, I think." Freya tried to look calm, but she couldn't help her eyes widening. [i]Could it be? Which one is he?[/i] Her inner monologue was interrupted as once more the door opened. A girl walked in and sat at the counter. The bartender asked if he could help her, but she just shook her head in reply. Once more Oran caught her eye. He looked frantic. "And her," he said urgently. "Freya, that's Ophelia. I'd know her scent anywhere." Corsair stood suddenly, so Freya and Oran stood too. "Well, of all the luck," the grizzled man said to them. "Freya, I'll see what I can do. I'll get the word out, maybe I can whip up some support. Hell, maybe even some weapons." Freya breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks, Corsiar. This means a lot to me. I want my revenge on those snobby bastards, sitting pretty in their skyscraper penthouses. But one more thing." Corsair turned back to her. "Yes?" "See if you can get the word out that... I don't know exactly how to put this. We need some kind of safehouse, some location that those of us that escaped from Oroboros can meet safely and get back together. Find a place like that, and get the word out." Corsair grinned wryly. "I'll see what I can do." With that, he walked out of the bar. Freya turned to Oran. "Go. Talk to her. I'll see if what you said about the other Chimera is true, but Ophelia... I'll leave her to you."[/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]Ziggy, I hope you're okay with me putting up a new picture. It seems neither John nor the second and third runners up want to post a picture, and this thread is just too good to let die. Here it is: [IMG]http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/8/8c/Immortal.jpg[/IMG] The band is Immortal, the guy in front is Abbath and the guy in back is Horgh. Have fun![/FONT][/COLOR]

[QUOTE=Baron Samedi][SIZE=1]There never has been, nor will there ever be, any name better for a sword than the two I am about to mention. 1) Skullsplitter 2) Spine Eater Everything else pales in comparison to those names. Seriously.[/SIZE][/QUOTE] [FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]'M afraid I've got a better one, Baron. [b]Gambantein.[/b] According to Norse mythos, Gambantein was the first sword ever, forged by the smith Völund to be the most powerful weapon in existence and to be used solely for exacting vengeance upon the Aesir for killing his father. The name literally means "wand of revenge." It is because of this sword that the Norse considered swords dishonorable and vile weapons, capable only of causing the death of a kinsman. Whomsoever wields this blade, be he Aesir, Vanir, elf, or man, will be essentially invincible. This sword is even more powerful than Thor's iron hammer, Mjollnir, and when the two were pitted against each other in combat, Mjollnir broke on Gambantein's blade. Suffice to say, Gambantein is the best name for a sword, and if I were to wield any weapon, I'd like it to be that.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]OOC: Aw, screw it! No time like the present! Time to get this boulder rolling... IC: Freya waited in the dark alleyway in the slums of Neo Avalon. It was a gloomy night, but made unnaturally bright by the brilliant lights of the city reflecting back down from the oppressive and permanent layer of smog. It was exactly five years since her escape. To the casual eye, she appeared to be sleeping. In reality, her every sense strained itself to catch even a hint of an arrival. Once she did, however, it was obvious. A loud series of intermitant thumps met her ears, growing closer. The source made itself apparent when a large figure dropped down into the alley. She stood in greeting. "Oran. Good to see you've made it back," she said. The lupine Chimera grinned a toothy grin. "Good to see you're safe, Freya." Her eyes flashed in eagerness. "Have you found anything new about the others?" "I'm afraid not. To the best of my information, the tigers, Kyusa and Kieter, haven't been separated, but we still don't have a location. Likewise, nobody seems to know where Ralkan, the grizzly, is." "What about your pack, Oran? Have you come any closer to locating them?" He averted his imposing gaze and growled. "No. I know Ophelia escaped, but... I pray that she's still alive, wherever she is. As for the other two... all signs imply that they never escaped." Oran growled again and struck the wall of the alley in anger. "Don't worry, Oran," Freya said, trying to comfort him. "As soon as we get the proper forces, we'll storm Oroboros Corp and rescue your brother and sister." He seemed to calm. "Proper forces, you say. How are we going to do that?" Freya smiled slyly. "Don't worry about that. I've set up a meeting with someone who I think can help." They stepped out of the alleyway. [ALIGN=Center][b]????????[/b][/ALIGN] Freya took quick stock of her surroundings as the two Chimeras entered the tavern. It seemed entirely deserted, save for the bartender and one man in a corner booth. He looked up from his drink and waved them over. "How are the drinks here?" asked Freya. The man known as Corsair grinned ruefully. "Terrible. Have a seat."[/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]Hey, great sign-ups everyone! It all looks good! I think I should be able to kick this thing off very soon. I'll just leave it a day, see if we can get any last-minute sign-ups. Otherwise, the RP proper should be up tomorrow if all goes well! If no other people sign up for the remaining two wolves, I'll just say that they didn't escape from the facility or something. Finally, though I've said it before, [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=51822][u]Chimera Underground[/u][/URL] is up! Any questions you have can be directed there, but I'm not averse to private messages.[/COLOR] [COLOR=Red][b]EDIT:[/b][/COLOR][COLOR=DarkSlateGray] [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=51846][u]It's up![/u][/URL] Go and post![/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]Seventh time around! This is getting kinda sad! 1. Pick a Band or Artist: [b]Yngwie Johann Malmsteen[/b] (The pioneer of shredding!) 2. Are you male or female: [b]Brothers[/b] 3. Describe yourself: [b]I Am A Viking[/b] 4. How do some people feel about you: [b]Little Savage[/b] 5. Describe your ex boyfriend/girlfriend: [b]Crash and Burn[/b] 6. Describe your current boyfriend/girlfriend: [b]Far Beyond the Sun[/b] 7. Describe where you want to be: [b]Marching Out[/b] 8. Describe how you love: [b]Don't Let It End[/b] 9. What would you ask if you had just one wish: [b]Never Die[/b] 10. Share a few words of wisdom: [b]Now Your Ships Are Burned[/b] 11. Now say goodbye: [b]I'll See the Light, Tonight[/b][/FONT][/COLOR]