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Ok, I've recently discovered that I SUCK at Photoshop. But I still really, really wan't a Tenjo Tenge Avi and Banner, and was wondering if any of you could help me out! I don't really know what kind of imformation you need, but I wan't it to include Nagi Souichirou and Bob Makihara in the banner, and Natsume Shin to be in the AVI. Thanks a lot, I really would appreciate it if anyone could help me out.

Led Zepplin, obviously. They are one of the greatest rock bands of all time, it's no contest. GET THE LED OUT!

[COLOR=DarkRed]Alexander had been within sight of Cloak, he stared dumfoundedly at him as the first bullet struck, and by the time of the second bullet it was too late to react. Cloak was dead, then. Alexander wasn't particularily fond of Cloak, he always seemed mysterious and a bit scary to be honest, but the death of a comrade never felt good. So, heavy harted, Alexander turned from Sparx's mournings. He had a job to do, that much he could assume, although he didn't quite know where to start. Alexander hated interrogating people, but he hated even more to interrogate people with Bodyguards shooting at you. Luckily, he wouldn't have to. The gates opened, and a lone woman, professional and with her hair done up, exited the premisis with a hagard look on her face, her piercing blue eyes exhausted and depressed-looking. "Oh.. Um, Miss, Miss!" Alexander shouted, waving his arm, trying to get her attention. "Look, I don't have time for reporters." She replied coldy, drawing a ciggarette and lighting it, lightly placing it between her lips. "Miss, I'm not a reporter. But I do have some questions for you, if you wouldn't mind." "I mind." She said, breathing out wave of smoke with a sigh of pleasure. "I came out her for a smoke, I have a job. Now get lost." "Please, just one question." "If it'll get you to shut up." "Good, then, well, were you there when the President was attacked?" Alexander said, hoping to strike a nerve. "Yeah, why?" "Well, anything... at all you could say about the two, anything... perculiar?" Alexander knew this probably wouldn't help much, but he had to try. "For starters, they could walk through walls. Guessing you knew that one," Alexander nodded. "and they definatly chose an inopertune time to quit. Probably somthing to do with that voice." "Voice?" Alexander was genuinly confused, a voice, probably a psyhic. "Yeah, I was standing near the teleporter when he disappeared. It was faint, but whatever it said made those two wan't to leave, fast. Can I go yet? I have a job, you know." "Yes, yes, you can go. I'm sure you have some important task to attend too." With that, the woman turned, threw her ciggarette to the ground, and walked tiredly towards the looming building. Alexander was pleased, he had learned somthing very valuable. Though he could not make much sense of it, Sparx should know. This could get interesting.[/COLOR]

Fine... Fine... Get somthing new anyway, I meant nothing crappy like Simple Plan and NFG

[quote name='Morpheus']What culture?[/quote] Haha.. Haha... Haha... your funny. Reminds me of the famous words of Ghandi himself. American Reporter: What do you think of American culture? Ghandi: It would be a good idea.

[COLOR=DarkRed]Alexander was at the head of what remained of the convoy, but he didn't plan to stay like that for long. It's not that he didn't like the people in the group, in fact he found most of them amusing and decent people, he just liked to drive alone. So he cranked up his radio, and turned off at the nearest exit, his Trooper album blaring at an alarming level. Alexander stuck his arm out the window, chilling the air as it passed his hand. He always felt refreshed in the cold, he loved the feeling of the air as it rushed into the hot interior of his car. Alexander had decided to take the backroads to Washington, the place he felt most at home. Especially considering the Canadian boarder was mere hours from the road he was on, but he would have to wait for another mission to return there. Untiln then, he needed to get the Washington, to help protect the life of another brainless puppet the world could do without. Meh, it's a living... With that he sighed, and pushed his car to it's limits. When he arrived at DC, he headed to the randevouz area, gazing with a mix of bordem and contempt at the monuments to leaders of the past, thinking to himself [I]The White House couldn't hold a candle to the Parliment buildings...[/I] When he arrived, only Sparx and Trace had arrived, the bikes may not have been as pretty as his Austin-Martin, but they could sure move.[/COLOR]

:animesigh New music... So sad :animecry: So, can we get a few more bands or somthing? Try like... Trooper and Rush or Triumph and Aerosmith, or some decent music I might have imput on.

[COLOR=DarkRed]"Sweet!" Alexander shouted, draining the last of his Coke and pulling his leather jacket over his shoulders. "Road Trip!" He dropped the can onto the floor and took off out the door; he loved any excuse to get in his Austin-Martin, even if he was heading into danger. He entered the garage with an insane-looking grin on his face, an even more deranged look in his eyes. The sprawling car park was not exactly packed, only a few people had arived, but he wasn't overly interested. Sparx was tending to his bike, as he usually was. It was a nice bike, it deserved attention. But Alexander's attention was near-soley on his beloved Austin-Martin. [/COLOR]

Ok, this is not a joke. I've seen this sign, it was in Alberta near Calgary. [IMG]http://www.businessballs.com/images/funnysignsign.jpg[/IMG]

[QUOTE=Pumpkin][FONT=Arial][SIZE=2][COLOR="#990033"] [b]Atleast Paris Hilton is actually TRYING to do something....even if I don't all agree with it...here are some things that just don't make sense...[/b] [b]+[/b] [b]How Britney Spears brags about Kevin Federline and how proud she is of him and his work. I don't like Britney, but she does sing, dance, etc. and pretty much make their whole income. But what does Federline do? Let's see...hmmm...according to a magazine he stated " I can sit on my butt and play videogames and she'll still be proud of me". He's done nothing, and everything he's planning on doing is all hosted by who else, his wife. He left his girlfriend of two kids without telling her, has no money really, and yet she's still proud of him. I just kind of find it interesting, when she brags that he's just the greatest when he really hasn't got around to doing ANYTHING.[/b] [b]+ Lil' Jon for being famous for saying "YEAH" "OK" or "HUH?". Those are phrases we use everyday and yet he makes a profit out of it. All I have to say is Ok? Huh? [/b][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/QUOTE] Britney Spears is a complete idiot. Why would you even TRY to make sense of what she does? And Lil' Jon only makes money because now-a-days no one has any taste. New music all sucks, it can't even begin to think about competeing with the 60's, 70's, early 80's... It just sucks so bad.

[COLOR=DarkRed]Ok, I can't tell you about those metal bands, I don't like metal very much. And I can't say anything for Simple Plan or NFG, because I hate both. Punk Rock is not nearly as good as it used to be. Sidenote, why did FF name themselves Franz Ferdinand? Franz Ferdinand was the man who was assassinated, and caused WWI. Why would somone name their band after him? Oh, and FF sucks ***. Modest Mouse is a great band with some great songs and I love how the music is played, though it can't even think about competeing with Triumph or Trooper, or Rush. FF pissed me off ALOT! Take Me Out is the most annoying song I ever listened too, I hate the tune, I hate the lyircs, and I hate the singer. FF Crap. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkRed]Aiyisha: Username: Either your very creative and come up with names that mean either somthing or nothing to you, or you speak a langauge I do not and like to gloat about it. Title: By combining three things that you would never expect to see in a sentance, you create an image of either a funny person or a person who loves randomness and sexy stockings, of which you are the heavnly body. Sig/Avi: Your sig picture again shows that you are a very random person. By combining non preportionant boots with a small-figured woman with purple hair, with gothic cloths and an ironically pink slushie clutched in one hand you make a very interesting thing to look at just trying to make sense of the contridictory elements.[/COLOR]

Let them have guns. Let everyone have guns, in fact give them to children. But make bullets cost 3 Million each. Then no one would be shooting anyone, and they couldn't complain about the constitution because all it says is that they have the right to own a firearm. That would be funny as hell. Samedi raises interesting points, it's true that guns just make it easier to kill people, and if they realistically made people safer then in truth America would be the safest place on Earth. I still don't get why Americans have such a hardon for guns.

[COLOR=DarkRed]Alexander left the meeting soon after it's end, brooding over the details of the mission. He liked to think all of these things through rather then physically train, his powers didn't require it, and he was better off looking for weaknesses. [I]Teleportation... [/I] Alexander had studied and observed, as well as faced, several Teleporters. They were deadly to be sure, even solid walls of ice can't stop them, and it's deathly hard to hit them with anything deadly. Depending on the skill of he teleporter, this could be dangerous. Worse still, Teleporters are nearly impossible to track down. Meaning they would have to wait for his next move before acting, putting them at a severe disadvantage. Now, the girl would be more interesting. With the ability to walk through solid objects, this would again negate his ice walls and projetiles. It would not be an easy fight, but with enough perseverance she could be defeated. Her weakness, Alexander figured, was that she relied on her Molecule control. Molecules containing moisture. Moisture that, with a little persuasion, could be turned to ice. Normally, the tight latice of normal Molecules made this impossible, but if she loosened them then they could easily be frozen. Hmm... Alexander sat up in bed. He'd been thinking about this for a long time, and he was quite sure he had everything figured out. He looked longingly out the window at his Austin-Martin, the sun dancing playfully along it's curved surface. Alexander couldn't wait until they could leave, he loved to drive her, and a trip to Washington D.C would be a refreshing road-trip. OOC: Ok, I assumed our next move was for Washington because that's where the President was attacked... [/COLOR]

I saw a hair dryer that said "Dot not, under any surcumstances, use while sleeping." That is, unfortunatly, the only time I have to do my hair :( I've also seen a dessert with the instructions "Do Not Turn Upside Down" written on it. Unfortuantly, they were written on the bottom.

Paris Hilton is is a professional slut.

Well, I've seen a US-Issue rocket launcher with the words "Point this end at bad guy and pull trigger" several times.

Well, I was thinking off the top of my head. Bryan Adams was the only one who came to mind, even if he is probably to most far removed Canadian currently alive.

Oh, ohohohohoh! I got one!! -In some hockey games, they use a broadcasting tool called a "Fox-puck" It's a puck that has special sensors so that it glows neon-orange on film. This is, of course, so that people can keep track of the puck. This is such an exasprating task... seeing as how the ice is white and the puck is black... Thank god TSN never sold out to somthing that stupid...

I'd like to make myself known, I've spent to long in the shadows, I want some well-needed recognition. Like, perhaps, the first Communist Dictator of Canada, or maybe just a member of Cabinate. I'd definatly like to go into some kind of politics, but I don't know where to start. I also might wan't to be an author, but I have a very short attention span so I lose interest in my stories in the second chapter. I don't really know what else I could do, I can't act (Though I'm the best in my school) can't do art (All I can do art-related is make Touques) but I know everything about history. I think that I would like to be a famous archeaologist, find what the Nazca lines mean, and prove that the Pyramids were built by aliens.

[COLOR=DarkRed][QUOTE=Godelsensei]My friend running full-tilt into a brick wall. He was running to catch the bus or something, when another guy called his name. Without stopping, he turned his head and began to gesticulate and yell with the greatest enthusiasm. Then, there was an elementary school in front of him. Then, he was lying on the pavement, utterly confused. The same guy has also launched himself off my treadmill, into [i]another[/i] wall, hit me in the head with a cello, shot himself during a LaserQuest game via a mirror, hit a kid in the face with one of the guns during a LaserQuest game, farted during an English exam, bumped a volleyball into his face, and put his own nuts in the way of an overhand serve in tennis. Also, my entire math class wearing sandwich bags as hats, my cat launching himself into closed window, and this guy I know pretending to lick a glue-gun.[/QUOTE] Hahahahahahahaha.... He shot himself playing LaserQuest? Well, I've done somthing like that... Me and some friends were in the maze, and we went into this really smoggy place, we stayed right beside the vent for about 10 minuits and no one found us, but we could barley breath by the end. And hitting people isn't funny... it really hurts when about 10 nine-year-olds use their guns as clubs and surround you... It was dark and scary and I still have the bruises O_o[/COLOR]

Well, I've seen some funny things in my day, but I like to think that I'm a pretty funny person myself. For example, I was with a bunch of friends and one of my friends introduced me to this guy, who he said was named Catwalk. Without missing a beat... "What? Your mom lose a bet or somthing?" Another thing I found funny, me and a buddy were out in the woods hunting, and my friend was looking down his scope at some ducks... And just before he pulled the trigger a smashed him in the back of the head with my rifle butt. What? Not funny? Well, he shot himself in the foot. That's funny to me...

[COLOR=DarkRed]Canada makes the best music, of course. Why? Simple. [U]Bands[/U] The Guess Who (PWN The Who) The Tragically Hip Gordon Lightfoot Trooper Triumph Rush Stompin' Tom Conners Bryan Adams The 49th Highlanders of Canada (Great bagpipers) The list can go on and on, but I'm out of ideas right now. [/COLOR]

Pfft... none of those cars make an onlooker say OUCH! Like the Valante.

My car would most definatly be the Austin-Martin DB-9 Volante! [URL=http://www.autoblog.nl/images/austin_martin_volante.jpg]OUCH![/URL] It's got the crystal starter button, when you press it it shocks you right through the ribs, the motor sounds so sick! It's one of the most beautiful cars I've ever seen. I wish I owned one :( Got a chance to sit in on at an Auto Show, man is it insane.