Blade15

I have a question. How come most good keychains shoot down boys? WE aren't all [i]that[/i] bad.

Aaron had been home for quite some time. He was sitting in front of teh tv, thinking of nothing else better to do. He had not been called apon to do any jobs in quite some time. He was considering going back into teh bounty hunting buisiness. He flipped through the channels. Death, mayham, terrorists. He turned off the tv. There seemed to be nothing worthwhile on anymore.

Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot to black out the answer. Sorry. Ummm, I don't know if it's my turn or not. I guess I'll post one anyways. Who has the longest sentance?

[QUOTE=Solo Tremaine][color=#503f86]Heh, this one really works better when it's spoken as it's a little obscure, but it's the only one I know. If anyone knows it already they'll understand what I mean. A man is in a sealed room with no doors and no windows. In the centre of the room is a table. How does he get out?[/color][/QUOTE] No, The answer is this. He breaks the table in half. Put it together and one half and another half is a whole. He goes out the whole.

Aaron had heard screams from the castle. He let go of Luna reluctantly. He went and followed the screams. He entered a room and Mina was rolling on the ground, fighting... Calek? [i]I thought i killed him. What's going on?[/i] Aaron thought to himself. He saw Marcus and TJ standing nearby. Aaron wanted to help, but he noticed that he probably shouldn't. He walked up and stood next to Marcus and TJ. "What's going on?" he asked.

Now, I've heard a riddle similar to this. Not quite the same, but I'll put the answer anyways. The man was superman and there was Krypotonite in the box.

Life's never been easy.

Aaron arrived in the middle of the mayham. Leya was in the middle of killing everything. He was quite upset, to say the least. He felt bad for not being there for her. He sinceraly wondered what had happened. He sensed a crazed sense to destroy, which he felt did not belong in a Mystic mind. He watched the horror unfold, shrouded and protected by his Crimson garb.

Alright, guys. I have a favore to ask. i haven't been able to get on in a few days and I am way behind. I don't have the time to read them all, so can someone tell me what is happening.

Aaron completed his spinning attack to find no one there. He didn't show any sign of confusion. He looked around, but the two were no where to be found. He sheathed his sword and continued walking throuout the city. He wished that that man had not just disappeared. It had been a while since he last killed someone and he was growing restless. However, he could control himself. He decided to head back toward his house. OOC: What did I say capt. sparrow?

Aaron had felt restless and decided to don his gear and head out looking for some excitment. He was not wandering too long when he felt some energies combating. HE made way for them drawing his sword. He stayed on the outskirts. HE saw that it was a crimson and two mystics. The crimson had just been killed. [i]Good. A little acton.[/i] He thought. He silently approached them. When he was several feet away, he saw that one of the mystics was his sister. He sighed inwardly. He walked towards the other male and stopped several feet away. First his siter reacted, seeing him and looking in a sort of fear, although that wasn't quite what it was. Then the male turned around. Aaron was quite a sight with his black robe and smooth black ebony mask. Aaron hefted his sword and took up his fighting stance. He waited.

Yeah. You make yourself perfectly clear..... I think.

Really/ It's your first time? I actually thought you were a member for a while before I looked at the New member part. Your post is really good, by the way.

Aaron Enter his and his sister's house. He went in the back door in the shadows that were there because he had 'neglected' to fix the light. His sister kept on bugging him to fix it, but it gave him great cover in the night to sneak in unoticed. It would be quite strange if they saw the mystreious masked figure of the Crimson Shadows entering the house and not coming back out. Once inside he went to his room. He turned on the light and removed his black robe and ebony mask. He put them in the secret compartment in the wall. He cast an illusionary spell and covered any signs of the hidden door. He went to the living room and sat down. He wondered why Leya was. She was out rather late. [i]Let's face it. I'm worried about her.[/i] He thought to himself. He decided he was hungry and got up and went to the kitchen. He made himself a sandwitch and went back to the living room and turned on the tv. He sat down and boredly flipped through the channles. He stopped when he got to the news. On it, it was covering the murder and wounding of two girls. He sat up, interested. He recognized the girls as Mystics, however the reports were ablivious. He recognized his boss's handywork. He sat back in silent recolection of the two girls. They had been fairly close to his his siter, if he wasn't mistaken. He made a mental note to congratulate boss when he next saw him.

A solitary figure stood at Wrigley field. He was clad in a black cloak with a smooth, black ebony mask. He had just pocketed his cell phone. A sword was barely visible under his cloak. He waited quietly. He reached back to feel his pistol and ozzie, making sure that they were in place. Once he felt that they were there, he was slightly comforted. He knew he could take about anything that came at him, [i]so long as it's not boss[/i] He thought to hhimself. He began to reflect on how he had become a member of the Crimson Shadows. He had been on a bounty. He met a man who had a proposition. It wasn't all to long until he realized that that man was his now boss. During the day he worked at a restuarant, privatly owned by the Crimson Shadows. The Restaurant not only brought some extra income, but also served as a center of information distribution umongst the Crimsons. In his first year, Aaron knew just about every member at the time. His thoughts were interuppted by the approache of a car. It was a '82 Firebird. [i]That must be boss.[/i] He thought. He stood there silently.

alright. sounds good to me.

Yeah, you'd get a mob with pitchforks if you did that. :)

Poor you. I mean that in the best way possible. Look at it this way, at least you didn't ask us to like, delete all our posts and repostthem in alphabetical order by name or something like that. :)

hey Aqua. This is cool. Anywho, your last requset wasn't all that bad. I don't see why you think we're mad at you.

Yeah. I have one of those.

[QUOTE=Aqua][COLOR=DeepSkyBlue] Well I decided to make a thread about key chains. I think of it as a tribute to our favorite key chains that make us laugh or represents us. I love key chains that say the truth and make me laugh. Well here's one of my favorite Key chain(men don't be mad): [CENTER][B]MEN[/B] Please Read Rules Before Proceeding 1.Please don't talk to my breasts. You won't be meeting them. 2.If you want to control someone sleep with your remote. 3.I always choose chocolate over men-always. 4.51% Love goddess 49% B**** 5.My sexual preference is NO. 6.My body is a temple, now get on your kness and pray. 7.It's not the size that counts, it's... No, Wait size does count. 8.Remember, you horny piece of dirt, girls are made of suger, spice and everything nice. 9.Men are like hardwood floors, lay them right the first time and you can walk all over them forever. 10.Save your breath for your inflatable date.[/CENTER] It makes me laugh all the time :smirk: . Anyways, this thread is to talk about your favorite key chains and even type them down. You can also make comments on others, but please don't get off topic and don't say improper things :cussing: .[/COLOR][/QUOTE] Those are GREAT!!! Yes I am a guy, however they are quite funny. My brother has a couple that say: I refuse to have a battle of wits with an unarmed person. and: Caution: I know Karate and about six other Chinesse words.

Aaron sighed. "You know, you're right. There's history between us that you don't know. However, when an appology is offered it is customary to accept it, or at least decline it in a dignified manner. How he replied was undeserved. Anyways, I think you're right. Let's get rid of him and get back to the castle." Aaron tunred and left the jail.

"Yeah, Peter. Sorry for beting the crap out of you." Aaron said appologetically. "I suppose I also appologize for leaving you to die in the desert. Ans stealing your horse..." "Aren't you forgetting about Susan?" Peter cut him off. "HEY!" Aaron shouted. "She told me she wasn't seeing anyone and I didn't know that she was your girlfriend. I broke it off with her when I learned you two were seeing each other. Now I appologized." "you can take your appologiees and your excuses and shove them up..." Peter couldn't finish the sentance because Aaron grabbed him, tearing him from Luna's arms, and punched him in the face, knocking him out.

Luna came over and unlocked Aaron's cell. "Much abliged, milady." Aaron said, charmingly. "I.... ah..... would like to appologize for my actions slightly earlier. It was very impolite of me. i was.... upset, that's all." Aaron was at a loss for words he had tried to appologize graciously, but he had bumbled that. He silently cursed himself.

Aaron reached through the bars and kissed Luna for several seconds. She pulled away quickly. "Heh. You, know, you are quite attractive. Now, why don't you go off if you have nothing else to do while I think of a way to get out of here." Aaron said as he went to sit on the 'bed' in his cell, if it could be called that.