Chaos

[color=midnightblue][i]Neil stood scatching his head, wondering.[/i] Neil: Let's see..... Five total. Two dead.. That would leave a total of....Three..... Not four......Unless......Ah, yes..... Clones... Ok, figured that out now..... BORED AGAIN! NEED FIGHT! ------------------------ Remember the clones? That.... Flashy and Lock killed back yonder a few pages? Rightty-o. One of the MWs would have to be one of the "stupidier and much weaker" clones. I believe Warlock posted that.. ---------------------- Lock, need to chat wit ya...... Unblock me on AIM! :flaming: :D ----------------------- Need.........fight.......must.............have........compition........:drunk:

Gah. Treize rocked. He shoulda killed Wuefi when he had the chance... And, yes! I have NO honor...:D And, yeah. Wuefi "killed" Treize........*cough*Wuefi is SUCH a cheap-assed bastard!*cough*

[i]Another shockwave blasted outwards, forcing the other Apaches back. But what this wave was was Neil's Apache, tail blown off. The black streak hurled away again, circling in for another swipe. Neil's chopper plummeted downwards, Neil screaming and cussing at it. [color=red]"C'mon, you piece of s***! FLY! *BOOM!* AHHHHH! DAMN BASTARD! HIT ME AGAIN!"[/color] But it was too late. The Apache was mere seconds from a fireball.[/color] Neil: [i](Sabir.....my darling.......)[/i] [i]With a single motion, Neil punched out. But at the same instant, the attack Bird blew up, a tangle of flames. ... ... ... ... Neil's form laid in the snow, not moving. Ken screamed Neil's name, in unison with Sabir's mind...[/i] ------------------------ No one post me dead/alive. I'll deal with it.. I just need someone to actually post......:drunk:

JEEZUZ CHRIST! DON'T YOU POEPLE READ POSTS?! This is mostly to Almighty. Dude. READ Ken's post. It's an AIRSTRIKE! Look, you coulda cut out half of that and saved some of this ****. Ok, look. The airstrike thing is my plan(Read my post back on page 9). So, hopefully without too much hassle, I'm gonna type up my idea(s), and post it by editing this...........post..... But, I mean jeez...........

[i]Neil stands perfectly calm, amoungst a dense jungle. But in a golden flash, the jungle decimated. A strange power flowwed through his body, causing the ground around him to crumble, to shatter. Lifting high into the sky, making the clouds high above buckle, ripping apart, Neil climbed his way higher through the night sky. He smirked evilly, the blackest of black "B" ensignia still staining his forehead.[/i] Neil: Craig......Your death shall be by my hands.. Andrew.... Sabirsing, Sephiroth......Aj.... All of you. By my ha---NO! STOP IT! MEDR--Silence, Neil! Keep quiet or you will feel their pain! -------------------------------------- WTF is goin on with Neil? He's not himself, it seems! Find out during the tourny!

F*** this man! I had a f***in airstrike planned......F*** yall...... --------------------------- [color=midnightblue]Neil: [i]Great. Now we have to look over a F***in brat...... Great...... I wonder if we really need her........[/i] [i]Neil thought his thoughts, hand slowly pulling his Silenced Uzi out from under his trenchcoat...[/i][/color]

[color=midnightblue][i]Swiftly pushing his hand through the bag, Neil caught up with Ken in a few steps. Sighing heavily, Neil looked around.[/i] Neil: Kicked the crap out of the Water Cooler? Ken:............................................Yeah......... Neil:......................Care to uhhhhhhh......get a drink? Ken: *shrugs*........I............I don't know. Neil: I'll take that as a yeah. Les' go....C'mon......I'm feeling generious... [i]Slowly walking, Neil and Ken made their way to the Bar, up on Floor 6.[/i] Neil:....................uhhhhhhhhhhh........Red Bull......20 ounce.... Ken:................. Neil: *cough*...... Ken:........... Neil:...............Ken? Ken:......Whatever.........Coke...... Neil: *shakes head briefly at Cashier* *pays* *sits on turned around chair, as Ken just looks at the table* ... ... ... ... Neil: Right then......*chugs Red Bull, crushes can tonear-nothingness* Look, Ken. What's past is past....... Ya win some, ya lose some. [i]In an instant, Neil was trown back, Ken's fist still raised in the air. Standing slowly, Neil cracked his neck.[/i] Neil:...........................................[/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Raiha [/i] [B][COLOR=royalblue]I adore you about as much as a drunk whøre adores a hangover..............and you trying to protect everyone is useless, since I only have issues with about three people here.......:demon: Your horrid self included.[/COLOR] [/B][/QUOTE] *gulps* Please let her still not have issues with me... God, I'll still recovering from the whole BTAS thing..... But my therapy is going quite nicely.......*cough*.....I didn't say that......O_o

[color=midnightblue][i]Still standing with his eyes closed, his arms crossed, Blank faced Turlitz. Smirking madly, the smirk which was so popular to all Saiyans, Blank began to laugh. Roaring madly, his arms slowly moved down his side, eyes opening. What was so funny? Blank's Vegito-like hair swayed in a chilling gust. A power-up. Turlitz smirked as well, powering up in the same instant. Both red auras shind brightly, clotting out the light, making the ceiling of spikes blackest of the black. But, Turlitz was outmached in rate. Blank's body buldged, but his height grew at the same time. His aura died down, as golden vapor trails shot from his massive bulk. Turlitz stopped charging his Ki, knowing what this was. Dropping his fists down to his side, Turlitz awaited Blank to finish. With a single power surge, Blank's aura turned sun-yellow. Energy popped all over the place, crackling along the ground. Turlitz took two steps back, face twisting in shock. How could this be happening?! Veins rode Blank's skin, making him look as if he had worms under his body. In a flash, Blank changed. His hair grew spikier, his eyes sustained a completely white phase, as his body continued to grow with electrifying power. Slashing the air with electricty, Blank stood, ready to fight. With a single blow, Turlitz found himself in a wall. Phasing out of the path of the beam that was aimed at him, Turlitz appeared behind Blank, chopping his neck, before sending him in into the roof. Blank crashed through a spike, indenting the ceiling. After a few seconds, he imerged from the cloud of dust that formed from the crash. The world slowed in a Matrix motif, showing Blank's fist mere inches away from Turlitz's head. Returning to normal speed, the ?Mighty Saiyan dodged the boy's offensive strike, countering with a kick to the ribs. Falling freely into a vast pit of lava, Blank disappeared amoungst the magma, splashing some on the walls, eating it away. Turlitz smirked, before unloading a volly of taunts, laughs, insults. But, before he could finish, a shockwave rang out from the depths, a grey arch of energy. With an incredibly low-bass explosion, Turlitz was once again in the wall, making a hole right next to his first one. Climbing out, to see Blank rise from the pit, a robin's egg sphere engulfing him, keeping the lava from burning him.[/i] Turlitz: Well, this is interesting... Perfect SSJ Blank: Don't taunt what you can't beat. Turlitz: You think you can beat me, YOU RETARD?! [i]No sooner, Turlitz found himself part of a new crater. Slowly digging his way out, his face crunched up in pain, as his nose shifted in position, follwed by his spine indenting. Blank appeared to the left of him, as well as the right. With a right kick from both copies, Turlitz's sides caved in, leaving him to gag on his own blood. The one, true Blank appeared, hovering about twenty meters in the air.[/i] Perfect SSJ Blank: So, did you like my Fury Wave attack? :devil:[/color]

......I'm against organ donating......I don't like what happens when a person rejects the organ.... Like my Mom's Uncle..... Left lung.............I'd rather not get into it........

[color=red][B]*piano music*[/B] "Hello, my name is Skip-to-my-Lou...No, wait.....That's not 'ight......Oh, yes! My name is Neil... Today, I have some breaking news for yall, as both Ken and Travis are in the hospitial, recovering from E. Bola. Ummmm....Oh, cue card..." [b]Please wait will our loser staff gets the cue cards right...[/b] [b]Thank you[/b] "Right.....Well, today a young Illinoisian girl, by the name of Lily was arrested for robbing a candy store, using a peanut and a gummy worm to tickle the cashier into submission. Upon eating a pixie stick, the young girl suffered from an overdose of EHCS, or Energy Hyped Candy Stuff. Bouncing around, bonking people on the head with a squeeky hammer. With the police got there, they described the scene as 'Make it stop, make it stop! Please, make that noise stop!' Finally getting some ear-muffs, those wussy cops restrained Lily, cuffing her with doughnuts. But later reports say that the cops were found in their car, doughnut crums over the floor, and a red spot on thier heads the same size of the squeeky hammer. Friends of Lily say that she was a hyper child, always getting some more candy. One friend, who chose to stay annonymous, said this: 'She was always boucning.....hitting people with her hammer......Huh? Lily, get back in that bag! LILY! GIT IN THA BAG! WE HAVE REPORTERS OUT HERE! Ok...Where was I? Oh, yeah....She was always running around, screaming out names of candy, of the craziest things...' Upon hearing this, we heard a word, 'Blickerz', emitt from a bag behind out guest. Asking...'Uh.....Mr. Sia, what was that?' He responded....'Oh.....that was just..my.....um...fish....' We commented.. '............Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiight........' Leaving quickly, setting up psychatic appointments, our camera crew left. We were lucky to get out aliv---" "HEY! IT'S THAT GUY THAT LOCKED US IN THE CLOSET!" "****! NOW, FELLAS....I wuz jus messin around.........." "GIT 'UM, TRAVIS!" "AH ****!" [b]Please wait while we deal with technical difficlties... [i]*elevator music plays, with a smally fishy swimming around in a tank*[/i][/b][/color]

Ok, jus wonderin......... Aw, poodoggies...... Me'sa no get nothin right today...:shifty: Oh, what Sabir be wearing? --- [color=darkblue][i]Smiling softly, Neil coasted his hands around Sabir's back, massaging her upper torso. Moaning in relaxation, Sabir leaned back into the Locomotive's muscular chest. Moving up to her neck, Neil pressed his body onto Sabir's, rocking side to side...[/i] Neil: *sigh*......I've wondered...........why don't we just do an airstrike? Sabir: Hmmmm.....I guess that sounds good.. We'll tell Ken about it. Neil: Yeah... But first.. [i]Moving his hand in a card-trick manner, a stero remote slid up in Neil's hand. Clicking it once, soft, soothing music played. Neil slowly turned Sabir around, taking her in his arms. Gently stroking his hand up and down Sabirsing's spine, Neil whispered the song in her ear...[/i][/color]

[i]Slinging a right hook out, catching Warlock's left elbow, a block, Neil whipped his entire body back. With a final flip, the Lone Saiyan flew in the air, dead even with Warlock. Smirking, Neil stretched out his left arm, fingers spread out. Aiming directly at Warlock's face. Gulping down a huge lump in his throat, the Evil Overlord pulled his body back. A power surge, along with an attack to boot. Wind now tugging at the skies themselves, a vicious storm brewed, Neil at the center of it all. Energy crackled off of his body, dancing in the darkening air. Yellow vapor trails rocketted off of the Legendary Saiyan's body, clouding the area around him. Suddenly, the trails began to swirl around Neil, twisting about. In a firey flash, Neil changed. A shockwave emitted, carving out buildings within a fifty meter radius, only to reveal Neil... His hair shot straight up, spiking madly, with a group hanging over his right eye. The dangling clump of hair shot side to side, never stopping, as Neil's aura slashed the air apart, area around hm wavering insanly. Super Saiyan Two... Warlock had been blown backwards, into the cement graves of the offices, knocked into an apartment complex. He stood suddenly, the errie calm disturbing him. He was right to be disturbed. Appearing soundlessly in front of the Evil Warlord, Neil kept his left arm raised, golden-red ki collecting into his hand itself.[/i] Neil- I hope you like this, Warlock. It's one I made up, just for you... And Flashy, but that's a different matter. Warlock- Uuuuugggggghhhhhh........ Whatever..... Take your best shot... Neil- ..........Right then. ..........FUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYY...................CAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!! [i]With a crimson-yellow beam hurled towards Warlock, heading dead straight on, crossing the distance in less than a second. Swallowing the Warlord up, the blast tore at his skin, burning his clothes away. In a universe-shattering boom, the beam exploded, incinorating the entire city, leaving flames to scar the skeletons of civilization forever. After an entire ten minutes, Warlock finally came into view, on the ground, beaten down. With his shirt completely gone, his skin shreaded open, Warlock struggled to get up. This devestaing attack had almost been too much. Luckily, Locky managed to get a shield up in time... But he was still heavily hurt.. Could he continue?[/i]

Triple Vodka inbred with Corona Extra....home brew.....Can **** Nen(Me and Ken fused........Don't ask........:drunk:...) up so bad, he'll think....something.....not right.....:drunk: --- Neil: :toothy: :bow: *shakes head* Ah, but seriously....I want to give you something(OOC: Not THAT, all j00 perverts...yet.....I think....O.o).. C'mon, let's take.....another......walk... Sabir: Ok... Let's go... [i]Walking almost silently, Neil wrapping his arm around Sabir's waist. After getting too close, Sabir broke Neil off with a swift elbow to the ribs. 'Nuff said. Coming to a sliding door, Neil and Sabir entered the dorm roon...Neil's room. The room was littered with clothes, clean ones, a few pair of shoes, some ghetto clothes, etc. With a sweep and a wide grin, Blanky slid an old Playboy mag under his bed.[/i] Neil: Eheh.....don't mind that... Sabir: :smirk: Neil: *cough*.....Righto... Now, where's that blasted think a---*CLANG!* [i]There, on the floor, lay one of the star-like discs... Neil swiftly picked it up, before Sabir could inspect it closer. Pretending it never happened, Neil pulled out a gem on a silver chain. He held it out in front of Sabir, the aquamarine stone glimmering in the dim light.[/i] Neil: December birthstone...... I'd like you to have it.... In case........ya know......... In case I don't come back.*shrugs* --- Rai, how old is Sabir again? Me'sa forget....

*falls over laughing* OMG! LMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOO!!!! I CAN'T BREATHE! *passes out from lack of oxygen*

OOC:.........They will pay.........THEY WILL PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! IC: Neil: Righty-righty-righty-o! Did I mention that I'm rich? Sabir: Neil........NOT the time! Neil:............I guess you're right.......Let's take a walk.. [i]Leaving the gym, moving slowly, the pair made their way down to the Mess Hall, not saying anything. Neil, being the kind gentleman that he is(*cough*), he bought Sabir a -insert Rai's favorite drink-, getting himself a Red Bull(RUN, KEN, RUN! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA-*cough*....). Sitting at a table in the far corner, Neil finished his drink in a couple of seconds, occasionally experencing the energy ticks.[/i] Neil: So.........*twitches*........*cough*......What ya wanna talk about? Me'sa has no idea what-so-ever! :D

O.o.........I'm just gonna duck now... Oh, Locky posted in our spar.....Need to work on that.... Right... *cough*.....AND I STILL NEED A PARTNER! O_oo_O

[color=red][i]Orion's call rang out, filling the air. But it didn't reach the engulfed Medra. He was consentraiting soully on the voice, that only he can hear.[/i] [b]"That's right... The son of Loki, Norse God of Destruction..."[/b] "NO!.....IT.....CAN'T.....BE! IT'S IMPOSSIBLE! I.....I......NO! YOU LIE!" [b]"HA! YOU LIKE I WOULD LIE WHEN I'VE SEEN WHAT HAPPENED?"[/b] "!!!" [b]"I hope that this has enlightened you... Now, you know what you must do... My son..."[/b] [i]... ... ... ... ...[/i] Medra: Dark Armageddon... [i]With an airey swoop, Medra's hearing returned, exposing him to Orion's shouting.[/i] Medra: Orion?............What is............... What is it?[/color]

Eh? WB? Well, I'm always here......:D E. Bola? Isn't that deadly? *sees T fall over* O.o

Neil: Me'sa going! Ken:................... Sabir:................. Neil: I SAID "ME'SA GOING!" :flaming: Ken:................... Sabir:................. Neil: BAH! :flaming: :flaming: [i]Walking off quickly, Neil head for his quarters. Prepairing weapons. Silenced Uzi.... Silenced 9mm...... Silenced G-18... 10 guage shotgun... M-79 Grenade launcher.... And enough ammo to take out a small army. He also snuck some small, star-like discs into an ammo pocket on his vest... What were they(*cough* Don't try and explain them.....yall see...)?[/i]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by stormwing [/i] [B][QUOTE][i]Originally posted by SuperSayian [/i] [B] Favorite Female Member(-"-): Raiha, Stormwing, ohhh...i'm touched!!! but...don't think that gives you any chances of getting off the *slap-with-the-fako-rubber-chicken* *weilds it threatenly*:smirk: [/B][/QUOTE] Right........*takes out Tun A. Fish* Les' go.....C'mon........I dare ya...

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Final_Flash [/i] [B]Though my father wanted to call me Vladimir... Hmm, perhaps this explains my Soviet obsession... *walks off, pondering* [/B][/QUOTE] That explains much........... I love my OB name.........And I'd still like to thank James for taking he '4444' out........Don't need people knowing my AOL SN, now do I? ..........Aw, crapmonkies... Anyway.........I hate my real name.....Neil Eugene Scruggs.....O.o.....If you say it with a HEAVY hick accsent, it makes me sound retarded..... ............. AND BEHOLD WHY I'M SO SCREWED UP IN THE HEAD! At least when people say 'Neil' I know who they're talking to... And, yes, I AM realated to Earl Scruggs........(Country Singer.....if you haven't heard of him.......I completely curse you..)

[i]Neil rolled his eyes in digust, muttering a low [color=red]"Oi..."[/color]...[/i] -------------------------- WB.........

TF?! WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?! Jeez.................Ok, look. AlmightySSJ4, you SERIOUSLY need some RP skills. Look at everyone else's posts. Everyone else has REALISTIC thngs happening.........And for God's sake..ORGANIZE YOUR POSTS.....Man........I'm NOT in a good mood, and you're not making me feel better.....:demon: :suppa demon-jin:

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Final_Flash [/i] [B]Treize from Gundam Wing... I just admire him. [/B][/QUOTE] *cough* *keeps info in from IM* Flash, when you least expect it.........someone's gonna........do.......something......... What? I dunno. Just felt like being spontanious...:p *cough, cough, cough* Hmmmmm..........Trieze........and...........Heero when the Zero system is controling him......./.............Epyon.........TalgueeseIII.........BLACKWING ALL THE WAY! BOOYALL!!! Flashy knows what I'm talkin bout...O.o.....