Starwind

Hey, the names Casey James Hengstebeck(17). I live in the Tampa Bay area in Florida. Born and raised here. I go to Tarpon Springs High school. I'm a senior and I'll be graduating in may along with Stark. Yes, I know her. I'm how she even found this site. Those of you who know me know I'm an army reservist. I work as a medic and I love my job. I have two half brothers, a half sister and a step sister who is my only older sibling. My two brothers are named Max(11) and Cassidy(15). My sisters names are Sarah(5) and Jessica (23). My parents aren't married, in that they never were married and my mom got a divorce from my step dad a few years ago. My real dad, name Rob, is in the army. He's a lifer and has been in for 17 years. My step dad, Hernan, is from Colombia and he's the one who pretty much raised me with my mom, since I had never even met Rob til I was about eight. That aside, my moms really the one who more or less raised me. my step dad worked late so he was asleep when I left for school and was leaving or already gone when I got home, so my mother pretty much raised me. I see my real dad, Rob, evey once in a while. My brother Max and Sister Sarah live with him and my step mom Danielle. I have two cats, Bosco and Puffy. Bosco's my little buddy and Puffy is a b****. I guess that's about it for me.

After and hour of meditation he noded to his mother. She then nodded back "Very well. Follow me." They made their way out of the shrine and out of the lake. Surrounding the lake with the city were a number of smaller lakes, Emilio and his mother enterd the one just to the north of the city. They decended into the water. The lake had a surprising drop off, which was near vertical. The decent was rapid, building up several thousonds of pounds of preasure. At this depth little other than a kappa could survive, making it and excellent hiding spot. This was where the cities greatest treasures were kept. At the bottom sat a small 50X50 building set on the bottom. They stood just before the door and Emilios' mother turned to him "This is as far as I go, the rest is on you. I wish you the best of luck." She hugged her son then quickly assended to the surface. Emilio watched as she faded into the dimly lit surface. Once she was beyond sight all light seemed to fade away with her, Emilio was now in the absolute darkness of the abyss. He walked forward and pushed the doors open to enter this small almost completely baron room. The only thing present in the room was a rectangular shaped chest at the far end of the room. Emilio walked to the chest, as he approached the water seemed to grow warmer. He set his hand on the small rusted latch to the chest and flipped it open, to which it crumbled away. He set his hands on the edge to the lid and slowly lifted the it open, as he did the water grew warmer and warmer, and the area grew brighter and brighter. He finally flung the chest opened and light and heat filled the small shrine. The light and heat were coming from whatever was inside the chest, Emilio reached in an grabbed hold of whatever it was and began to pull. As he pulled it felt as if the flesh on his hand was melting off, it wasn't just burning he felt, there was something pushing him away. Emilio perseverd and grabbed hold with his other hand, as he did this the water seemed to swirl and build into a torrent of unimaginable force. The small room he was once in had been stripped away by the shear force of the waters flowing away. The water was begining to pull at his skin, threatening to skin him alive. He ignored it al and pulled through and lifted it free of the chest, to this the water seemed to break and swirl in a torrent around, but not touching him. It was like he had opened a bubble that encased him. He looked to his hands, in them he he held a sword of the most brilliant silver shine. It's hilt had and intricate design that appeared to be a set of wings coming off of the blade. Emilio jumped and burst free of the waters surface. On the shore of the water waited his mother. As he set foot back on the ground he looked to her "Well, that does it for the easy part. Now I just have to get the thing to the right person." She nodded to him "Did you already have someone in mind?" He nodded back "Yeah, he's the perfect person for it." She nodded back, and with nothign more said Emilio ran to the edge of the cliff and jumped down to the water below. As the wind whistled past him, he could feel the burning of the sword still eating at him "Damn thing really hates demons don't it." He said as he fell into the river and did his best to move throught the water, the sword seemed to be hindering his abilities. He neeeded to move much faster, otherwise this thing would eat him alive. The rivers current had carried the scent of blood all the way down here. He was barely moving at this rate, in light of this he decided it would be faster to just run. Slide to the rivers banks and immediatly went from swimming to running and he was off. It took him almost and hour and a half but he could finally see the city on the horizon again. He ran with what little energy the sword hadn't drained from him, as he started to drag his feet behind him as he moved. He scaled the hill to the city walking past the doctors still tending to the wounded and the piles of corpses still present and headed straight for the gate to the city. Inside he found Chrys and Achilles still sitting by the doctors office. He walked over to them, as they stared at him noticing what a wreck he looked like. Once he reached to foot of the doctors office he dropped the sword and fell flat on his back. The other two ran up to him checking make sure he was alrightj. he nodded and sat up, he then motioned to the sword "Achilles, that's for you." Achilles looked tot he sword then looked to Emilio "What do I need another sword for?" Emilio chuckled a bit "You don't have one like that one there. I suggest you take it and enjoy it. I can't use it, neither can Chrys of any other demon. Trust me I had to carry the thing here, I know what that thing does to demons. I thnk you'll find it to be very useful." he nodded to Achilles he walked to it and picked it up. Once he lifted it the sword shined bright and seemed to entrance them all as they stared at the silver light permeating from it, which quickly faded. Achilles looked back to Emilio "what is it?" Emilio pushed himself up to his feet "It's called dreadnaught. Where, when and who made it is all unknown. The only thing we do know is it's older that anyone in my home, which makes it at leat 3000 years old, surprising considering it still looks so good. We also know that only an exceptionally skilled human swordman can bring out it's fullest potential. I'm neither a swordsman or a human so I could never use it, I figured you could find use for it though." He stummbled on his feet while spoke then passed out almost immediatly after finishing.

Emilio turned to the door "I know who the kappa was who did this to this man. What I don't know is what he's planning next." Emilio looked to Achilles, turning his head "I have to go back to the mountains one more time. I need to speak with my mother again. I'll be going alone and I'll return as soon as I'm able." Without another word he walked put the door and headed for the gate and the river. On his way out he saw Chrys come running up "Hey, have you seen Achilles." Emilio nodded "He's in the doctors office." She nodded in response and ran off to the doctors office. Emilio payed little mind of this and continued to the river. He threw himself in the water and charged to the north. It didn't take him long to return, probably only an hour. He pulled himself out of the water and scaled the mountain. His mother stood on the lip to greet him "Welcome back. I didn't expect you to visit again so soon." He nodded "I didn't come for a casual visit, make no mistake. I've come on business." She nodded "And what kind of business is it this time?" He looked to the lake behind her "I've come for Dreadnaught." His mother took on a grim expression "I knew someone would come for that thing some day. I never would have imagined it would be my son though." She turned to the water and motioned for him to follow. They walked side by side as they decended into the water. As they enterd a large city came into veiw. This was the world built for his kind, a sanctuary his mother had built and had been protecting for close to 2000 years. They enterd the center of the city near a small shrine. Emilio followed his mother in "Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home." he said as the walked through the door. The two stopped in the main shrine, his mother turned and looked to him "taking dreadnaught will not be easy. Meditate first, then I'll take you to where it is kept." He nodded and began to focus his power and allow it to flow around him like a current. He knew what his mother said was true, even he was unsure if he could handle it.

I feel the end coming, the signs are upon us. If you don't believe me, just a few weeks ago Ashely Simpsons new CD was the top seller in the country. That is one of the seven signs of the end. But seriously, I look to what's happening around us and look back to the ancient and even more recent prophicies. I know alot of people think that's a load of crap, but if you want some really interesting ones, look up Edgar Cacye. If you look at the world around us, I think it's easy to see taht we are destroying the world and it's all going to end soon. It may or may not be in our life times, that is yet to be seen. Regardless, we need to realize that with the world in the disorder it's in, and the recent chain of natural and man made disasters dating since 2000, one must face the fact we are are in one of the darkest periods in this worlds history. The world of the middle east stripped with war and ever one else is feeling the effects of this war as well. I feel that we need to slow our lives down and take in the world slowly, maybe through this we will be able to see whats coming at us before it hits us. I'm not a christian and to believe in an end of days you don't have to be. For generations, and through pretty much every culture, people have spoken of an end to all time. I believe that if you look closly at the old tales you will see that they all seem to agree on the same points of what it will be like, they may emphasize on area more, but they all say the same thing. The destruction of all forests, something we've been doing for decades. A darkening of the sky, again something we've been doing for decades. Escalting war and famine, something that can be seen if you ever bother to turn on the ten o'clock news. Times of great fear and panic, again something we are currently living in. If you look at eveything around us and look to the old scriptures of any society, they all pretty much say this stuff will signify the end of all time. These are all things we have done to ourselves, we are ther great harpenters of destruction. All we need wait for is the four horse men and thr trumpets of angles to play across the sky and that'll be the end. I don't believe eveything they mention is literal, I don't believe that angles wil come from heaven and below there trumpets unleashing unearthly disasters as they play. I beileve these are metaphors for what it will really be. What they mean, we'll just have to wait and hopefully never see.

Some times you've got to be bold. you've got to approach him first. I'm not saying just start hitting on him or anything, just walk up to him and spark the conversation. Guys aren't the most conversationally inclined, so if you want anything to happen, it's best you make the first move. Introduce yourself, say that he knows your sister and strike it up from there. Us guys, were pretty simple, nothing to complex about us. Trust me, as far as guys go I'm about as complex as they come, which dosen't say much.

Ramiel followed Seraphim, he didn't feel easy around that woman. He was curious about what manner of relationship she had with Seraphim, but he decided not to ask since it was none of his concern. Suddenly Seraphim spoke up "Are you worried?" Ramile shook his head "I find worry only clouds your judgement. If you keep your mind set and keep your confidence I find your decisoins can be much clearer." Seraphim nodded "Good to see you have such a well set out look. Esspecially since you just abandonned your caln to travel with a heretic." Ramiel just nodded not saying anything further on the subject. He looked to Seraphim "So, what are we to do once we get to Ijuuj temple? What if they refuse our help like the Myrkur Aniol?" Seraphim shook his head "They're not quite as hard headed as that. I'm sure if we plead our case, they will be willing." Ramiel nodded in response, trying not to dwell on the out come. He kept himself locked in thought as he gazed out the windows lining the walls of the airport, gazing to the stars again. They decended down to the lower levels too retrieve there baggage. Once they recoverd there bags, they left. Ramiel looked to the horizon "We need to take refuge. The sun will rise soon." Seraphim nodded "Let's be quick about it. Well stay in a hotle til night fall, then move on to the temple." Ramiel nodded and they hurried themselves to the hotel nearest to the airport. (occ: Sorry I haven't posted recently. Having computer troubles.)

Emilio stood in thought for a moment, he realized that the people they were up against seemed to be all demons, even if the soilders were only human. But was there anything signifigant in this? He wasn't sure so he decided to look into it further. He sought out Achilles who was still near the battle feild, helping treat wounds. Emilio came to him "Achilles, do you know if there are anymore of those dark army soilders bodies still lying around?" Achilles turned "If you need one there all over the place." Emilio shook his head "I need one in near perfect condition." Achilles seemed puzzled, but thought on it for a minute "If I remember, I think I killed one just down the slope. One shot clean throught the heart to that one." Emilio nodded "Thank you." He ran off to the hill to recover the body. He found it just as Achilles said he would, it was still in good shape, he could use this one. He flung the body over his shoulder and headed into the city, headed for the doctors office. He walked up to the door and banged on it three good times. When no one responded he realizd the doctor was probably out helping the injured. As such he simply let himself in and walked to the examining room. He layed the body out flat on the table and began searching the doctors cabinets for some tools. He pulled out some clamps and scalples. As he prepared to make an incision on the side of the mans' head, he heard someone else come into the room. He looked back and saw Achilles watching curiously "What are you doing?" Emilio turned himself to face Achilles "I've got a therory, I can't say for sure though til I cut this sucker open and take a close look at at his insides." Achilles nodded "So what exactly are you looking for?" Emilio looked to him "I won't know til we dive in, so let's have a look, pretty sure he dosen't mind." With that said Emilio set his incision at the temple and drew it to just behind the ear. He made the next down crossing the first one just before the ear. He pulled the skin back and exposed the skull, which he then began to cut out pieces of one at a time, trying not to damage the brain inside. As he pulled the last few pieces of the skull out, something strange came into site. Emilio reached in and pulled out a bloated, green, hideous little creature from the mans skull. It was dead and it had a body remincent of a praying mantis. He looked it over when Achilles spoke up 'What the hell is that thing and why was it in his head?" Emilio cringed at the site "It's a tronodite. There a crusteation that live in deep water." Achilles nodded "Okay, but that still dosen't tell me what it was doing in his head." Emilio nodded back "For the most part there harmless to people. They live so far down no human could ever survive the preasure that deep. The only one who could have gone down and gottne it was a kappa." Emilio stopped for a moment "They need to live in deep water because of there sensitvity to preasure. In low preasure there bodies bloat up and they die very quickly. To survive they have to find a host body. And in the body the snuggest fit you can find is in the brain. Over time they begin to take root in the brain and can turn the host to a zombie like state, making them easy to manipulate." Achilles fixed his eyes and the hideous little creature "So your saying someone put it in him. Probably one of your kind." Emilio nodded "Only one of my kind could have not only made it down there, but manage to make it back up with the thing still alive. This is probably how they goet those humans to go along with there plans. Once one of these things takes seed, the host loses free will and will do whatever it is instructed to do. This leads me to the next point, whoever is giving them orders is able to speak to and understand these little creatures. Once a host is infected it is swayed by the simple thinking of this creature which are all so easy to manipulate." achilles stood back and crossed his arms "You said it takes time for them to take root in the brain, how much time are we talking here." Emilio to a grim look "Thats the thing, it takes five years for the things to take root. Who ever is calling the shots has been plotting this for a while." The two stood in silence looking at the body with only unanswerd questions.

To be honest, I'm pretty happy with my life. I've acomplished myself in my goals up to this point. I made it in the army, I'm doing well in school, I've got money for college, I love my job, my family is very supportive of my goals and dreams. I honestly don't know what else to ask for from life. I that alone I must say I'm proud to say I wouldn't change anything about my life.

Ron could feel his mind drowning in the alchohol, this wasn't very befitting of a sailor, but it kept him in comfort. He wallowed in this pointless rhapture, letting it consume him. he could hear the others on the upper deck walking about and conversing, he wished he could be there, but in the same instant he wanted to be as far away from them as possible. He liked them and he hated them at the same time, how was he going to get by in this ship like that. At least he hoped to make it to the next island, some where he could go without seeing there house, some place they didn't live. He took another deep gulp of the bottle and laid back in the hammock. The world seemed as if the ship had hit a typhoon. He got up from the hammock and went to the port window, he could no longer see the island on the horizon, he was in the open empty sea. In the dead of night the sea and the sky seemed to bond together and one seemed to be floating in a endless void. He slumped and and crashed against the table in the room, knocking it over. He stumbled to his feet and fell over again. He gave up on walking and just stayed on the ground like a dog on all fours, crawling across the floor. He stopped at the corner of the room by his hammock and slumed in the corner underneath it. A few tears ran warm from his eyes. He then passed out under his hammock.

I like to think of myself as a hopeful agnostic. I don't know if there is or isn't a god, but I like to think more then just rotting in the ground happens after were dead, but I just don't pretend to know what's gonna happen to me when I'm dead and gone.

I'm personally kind of indifferent, as long as they keep it in moderation and don't try to pull anything. I know nothing's going to happen, I'm not that insecure in my sexuality to fly off the handle at the first sign of something like that.

Emilio looked at Gale "What your saying is we'll be mobile again soon, right?" gale nodded to him "Not that it's your business." Emilio growled "But it is my business now. I have something on the line here, and I intend to see it through." As he said thishe heard a loud slam come from the direction of the city. Him, Gale and Chrys took off without a word or thought for the source of the sound. They arrived and saw a withe tiger and The black dragon that was Sarin fighting inside the city. Emilio charged in at the tiger, which quickly jumped clear and smirked down a them "We'll finish this later Sarin, whe we can have a little more privacy." And with that said the tiger jumped and disappeared into the flames with the retreating army. Sarin turned back and looked at Emilio then shoved him "Why did you but in? It was none of your business." Emilio looked Sarin dead in the eye "It became my business when it spilled into the city." Sarin's face twisted and snarled and left in a huff. Chrys walked up to him "So what was that about?" Emilio sighed "I know I shouldn't have gotten involved, but he let it get out of hand, and I wouldn't let the innocent get involved in the issues that rest amongst us." Chrys nodded to him and emilio turned back to Gale "When are we going to leave?" Gale looked to him "Why do you care , kappa?" Emilio looked him dead in the eye "Because no I have something at satke, and you will take me with you." Gale started to scowl back at Emilio "And what if I don't?" Emilio smirked "Then I'll kill you and take the ship by force if I have to. you won't be leaving me here, I'm coming." gale just huffed "Do whatever you want. Just stay out of my way, kappa." Gale marched off and Chrys followed him. As she walked after him she looked back to Emilio for a moment then kept walking. emilio thought for a moment in the middle of the street "Humans just hate us. It's the way it's always been." he frowned and walked throught the streets.

Scott heard the beast scream in pain as it flailied horribly, Ross had shot out both it's eyes and it was beaing violently. Scott saw his chance, and rushed the beast running up the chest, up to the head and rammed both his blades through the roof of it's mouth. He pulled them free quickly and landed back on the ground, the beast stummbled a bit and fell with a thunderous slam. Scott put his blades away and walked to the beast to make sure. Sure enough, it was dead as a door nail. He stepped back and sighed in relief "Well, that's taken care of. Nice work Ross." She smiled and nodded back "Did you ever have any doubts?" Scott smiled and looked to the door "We need to find the others, let's hurry." She walked up to him "We just brought down that big mother, why are you so tense?" He looked to her "Because I get the feeling were looking in the wrong spot." She had a puzzled look on her face as he ran out the door to find the others before it was too late to act.

Ron sat in the corner of the mess hall nibbling on half a loaf of bread and sipped at a glass of water, remimesing on the dream he had the night before. It had been a long time since he had a dream about her, to be honest it wasn't really welcomed. those dreams always brought back the good memories, which in turn brought back the bad. He couldn't just forget, but he wished he could at least come up with some kind of closure on the whole matter. But he knew that would never come, she was killed because of his parents and his own carelessness. If he could have just looked after himself and not been such a hard ass wanna be, she wouldn't have spent that night in the jail cell with those bastards. He finished up his meal and walked to the upper deck and looked out on the opens eas rolling into the endless beyond. That's where he wanted to be, he wanted to see thsi ship sail forever, so he'd never have to go back there. He breathed deep the ocean air, the smell of the water and salt mixed in his nostrils, it was intoxicating. He had never been sailing before, so this was all new to him. He looked around at the other upper decka nd sw all the others kind of in active state, at least the crew he had gatherd with seemed to be an active one. This hsould have been a happy time for him, but he still couln't shake that image from his head, he couldn't forget what it was like to see her body in that cell like that. The thought still mad him nauseas, he felt himself turning green. Someone came up behind him "Hey, I hope you don't get sea sick pal, I don't want you pucking all over my deck." He turned and it was the captain. He nodded to her "No captain, Just thinking a little too hard. If it's okay with you, I think I'll hold up for the night." She nodded and he went down into the hold below and rolled out a hamock and strung it up. As he set it up he reached into his bag and pulled out a bottle of whiskey he had snuck on board in his bag. He started taking shot after shot, trying to drowned himself.

Jason walked off for his next period, he went from wanting to leave to just wanting to stay just to stay with this new girl. Man was this akward. He had a hard time gaining his composure again after leaving her again. He reached the end of the hall to his second period, chemistry. If nothing else it was an excuse to blow crap up, so it was fun. He walked in and sat at his desk in the back of the room and took on his cold, indifferent exterior. The teacher walked in with a stumble, she seemed disoriented to say the least. He name was Ms. Porter, and she was a bitch to deal with usually, but today she seemed like she had dipped a little to much into the bottle. He watched her with great entertainment as she seemed to have a hard time keeping a balanced emotional track. Finally she regained her composure and wrote the days assignment on the board. Same shit in a different wrapper, that's all it ever seemed like anymore. But just like anything else today, this was different. She sent them off to learn up on stuff way more advanced then simple stoichiometry. She had them look up atomic break down composure. Was that even in a high school Chem book? If it is, isn't kind of reckless to teach us how to breakdown nuclear atoms? That's how you make bombs for god sake! Something's seriously wrong here. Suddenly the teacher broke out in a laugh "Kidding. Don't do that." She was seriously bi-polar or something. Jason decided instead of insiting trouble he should just take a nap and wait til the end of the period. So he set his head down on his desk and all he could think about was that girl, Kiala. She was the only thing on his mind before he finally fell asleep.

Ron was past out on the floor and in this moment he was dreaming. He saw the past and it was a bitter sweet thing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Hey rich kid, what are doing here?" Ron turned and saw a scruff looking girl with blonde hair and green eyes. She had a smug and irratated look on her face. She had just come to his rescue, she saved him from a group thugs patroling the streets. He was embarassed taht she had to save him, but he couldn't take his eyes off her, she was stunning to him. He rose to his feet and dusted himself off and looked to her "Hi... uhhh.... My name is Rondo. You can call me Ron." She just huffed and turned away. She walked away and he started to follow her, it was dark and he had no idea where she was going, but he knew he had to follow her. After only ten minutes she spun around "What the hell do you want, rich boy!" Ron jumped at this for a moment. He thought for teh words for a moment "Um... I just wanted to talk with you." She just looked at him with the same scuff look "Why don't you go off with your rich friends." And as she left he spoke "I actually don't have any friends. But Id like you to be my friend." SHe stopped and walked up to him in a march like she might hit him. He braced himself for the hit, then he heard her stop "My name is Tina." He opened his eyes and laughed "Well, it's nice to meet you Tina." He reached out to shake her hand. SHe simply turned and left. She walked ot the end of the alley, then looked back "What are you doing Rich boy? Get up here now." His eyes went wide "Uhh... Yes ma'am." he ran up to her. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He opened his eyes as he lay on the floor, tears welling up in his eyes. He past out again and slept on the bar floor that night.

I've never had to face rejection because I'm kind of a self sabotager. When i think theres something there, I always find a way to screw it up. I just get nervous, I can't feel comfortable in a situation with people I don't know well, as such, I have a hard time finding girlfriends. I've been on a few blind dates, all turned out poorly or went know where. It's not that I'm not a nice guy, I just have a hard time getting comfortable around girls, esspecially considering most of them share no interest of my own. When your an anime nerd out here it's hard to find friends, let alone girlfriends. I'm just a hopeless single and I can't help it. Is there no love for this poor nerds soul.

I've got the coolest job. I'm in the army reserve as a medic, and I make $650 for one weekend a month. They give me money to go to school and they gave me $5000 for finishing basic training.

Tha army was falling back around them, as the two stood locked in a gaze. Emilios father broke it to look around the battle field as his compatriots fell back. He looked to Emilio and smiled "I guess we'll have to wait..." Emilio jumped without letting him finish "Like Hell you get to leave!!!" Emilio charged and swung his flail. His father rounded through the air and disappeared in the smoke "Come home. I'll be there." Emilio started hacking at the trees like he was hiding from him. He screamed for him to return and fight him to the death. Then, as if to rub his nose in it, Kami appeared in the sky just in his line of sight and waved to him. He lashed out after her now, swinging for her as she disappeared just as his father had. The two of them had him on the ropes and they both knew it. Emilio fummed and raged as he took more and more swings the trees. He heard a voice call to him and it began to calm him. He looked behind him and he saw Chrys floating down ot the ground. She approached him "Looks like you got yourself hit. Was it Kami?" Emilio, still fumming a little "It's nothing, just a scratch. And no, it wasn't Kami who gave it to me." He looked to the ground and walked past her not making eye contact headed for the command post at the gates of the city. He needed to talk to gale, he needed to know when they could be mobile again. He was adamant on getting home and finding his father and settling everything. Chrys followed from behind, she was worried he was gonna do something stupid again.

Ramiel stood still shocked at the from what had just transpired. He found himself in question of what to do and how to act. He knew the words Seraphim spoke were the truth, but he didn't know how to plead this to the council. He looked up the council [B]"My lords, is this really the best decision."[/B] Still ringing with furious anger [B]"There shall be no alliance under this covenant! That is the final word!"[/B] Ramiel trembled for a moment, from both fear and anger and backed out of the chamber with his head low. After the doors closed he ran for the temple gate, he was going to find Seraphim. He knew that the only way to perserve the clan was for someone to make a stand for the new. It was time to stop looking at the stars and was now the time to reach for them. As he made it to the gate he saw the silhouette of Seraphim on the horizon. He called to him [B]"Wait!" [/B] He ran up to the man[B] "You're right, we need to ally ourselves. The elders will hear nothing of it, but I know it is what must be done. I have decided to leave the clan and assist you in your mission, in our mission."[/B] Seraphim looked to him and smiled [B]"At least there is one of you there whos till has some sense."[/B] He said as he waved Ramiel to follow.

Name: Israfel Biblio Age: 22 Gender: Male Weapon: Powerful sword seen in pic Race: Angel Personality: He has a indifferent personality. He is often very cold in his emotions, making him very hard to read. He dosen't communicate well, and likes his privacy. He is often seen as cold hearted and is shunned by many for his apparent indiffence toward the destruction of Asgard. Appearance: Below. He stands 5'10 Bio: He left Asgard when he was 17. He left to learn about the world he had been denied for so long. He had never been allowed to venture tot he planet so getting to go was really very exciting for him. Once he left he found he had taken a shine to the mortal world and was intent on staying. He felt for as cruel as they could be, there cruelty was nothing next to that of his own species. He took up a lot in the world as an exorcist, banishing the evil from the planet, demon and angel alike. He left the war and abandoned the land he once called home, in place for the world of mortals. Despite the fact he had discontent himself witht hem, it didn't mean he still couldn't tell what was happening there. When he felt the light in the sky fade, he knew his worst fears had been realized, Asgard had been destroyed. He had been on the earth for five years, without so much as thinking about returning, but he couldn't let the loss of his home land go. Now he searches for the reasons he dosen't have. Who? How? Why? Something happend up there and he didn't know what, but he wanted to know. He has set on a quest to discover this truth and find the source of this disaster, and nothing would slow him down.

As embarassed as I am about this, I must say it. I am a major LOVE HINA fan. I know it's kind of sad for a guy, but I can't help it. I like the anime, but I like the manga more. It's sad but true.

I'm from holiday Florida. Well actually I was born in St. Pete, but am curretnly living in Holiday. There not that far apart; it's all still in the Tampa Bay area. I like it down here and I've moved around so much I know my way around pretty well. Where I am now is a crap hole, there is nothign near me anymore and I hate it. I used to walk to the local bookstore almost every day, but now it's a twenty minute drive to get there. It sucks, but what are you gonna do.

I am a heterosexual through and through. I'm not very affected by homosexuality or bisexuality. I actually have a friend that is bisexual, I'm not religious, so i don't think all bi and gays are going to burn in hell. As long as the guys don't hit on me I'm fine. Not that I'm that attractive anyway, but still, you get what I'm saying right.

I'm a soilder and all i have to say is "Can't we all just get along". Trust me, war is hell and all it does is create more hatred. War kills and for every enemy you kill you birth a new enemy in the form of a widow, a son, a daughter. Killing and destruction never makes problems better. I know that asking for world peace is unrealistic and I understand that people are naturally drawn to conflict. But that dosen't mean we need rivers of blood to get this across. History has shown us that as long as humans exist, there will be conflict, but we need to keep the conflict on the political field instead of the battlefield. People don't benefit from war. I've met people who've returned from war, and trust me, the casualties of war are not only the ones who die. Killing a person does something to your psyce, it makes you physically ill the first time. It's not something that should be advocated. I'm a soilder and I have never had to kill someone and I hope I never have to. To be honest, more then dying, killing scares me. the thought of for going the basic human moral that tells us killing another is wrong frightens me more then being shot.