Flash

Rico and Raiha, you two alone have made half the posts in this RPG. Don't you guys sleep? Or go out? ----------------------------------------- [I]The Mafia cars cross the Callahan bridge... They head towards Asuka's condo, where a few Yakuza are waiting... The Mafia Sentinels stop, but the engines are left running. Flash and Drake get out of their cars, and step up to the Yakuza gangsters... They're standing around a few Yakuza stingers, all holding Uzis, Magnums, and other Single handed weaponary. What appears to be the leader of the Yakuza group steps up to Flash and Drake, and bows to each of them... [/I] ????: My name is Hiro, I am Kenji's brother. I think we all know why we're here. Flash: You got that right. Drake: Simply put; To blow those Lipan bastards to Kingdom come. Hiro: That's right. Hopefully this chain of events will bring the Yakuza and the Leone family closer together. Flash: Maybe so. Come, we have precious little time. [I]They all get into their cars, and speed off... They take the long route, and come at the Casino from the west... Parking their cars in a long line in front of it, they form a barricade, to stop any entry or exit into the Casino area... Meanwhile, more Yakuza men are downtown at the police station, handing the donut-munching slack cops of Liberty City enough money to keep 'em bribed for a year. Now, it begins... Mafia and Yakuza alike all draw their weapons, and aim at the Casino... Hiro pulls out a Megaphone, and shouts...[/I] Hiro: Caprioni! Get out here now, you worthless sack of sh*t, and I will slit your throat quickly. Otherwise, I will have to make you Suffer... [I]Lipan Mafiosos begin to pour out of the Casino, all armed with M16s, and various other heavy weaponary... It was an ambush...[/I] Flash: Oh ****.. Drake: Let's Rumble... [I]Flash and Drake draw their respective weapons, and along with everyone else in the area, let the bullets fly... For a few minutes, this place would be Armageddon...[/I]

Name: Flash 'Prince' Shuurajou Age: 27 Height: 6'6" Weight: 230 lbs Weapons: 2x Chrome Magnums, loaded with special high-toxin bullets. 1x Benneli Custom Shotgun 1x Electrical Whip 2x Short swords, used for throwing. Bio: Ever since the Incident at Isla Nuba 2 years ago, Flash has been a hunter. A lone warrior, determined to bring back the head of every dinosaur on the island, as his prize... He is trained in various forms of martial arts, sword fighting, and is a marksman by nature. His weapon of choice is his Electric Whip, which he aqquired during his time working for a High-tech Mafia organisation in Tokyo. Appearance: Short, white-blonde hair, blue eyes, and a lip ring in the middle of his his lower lip. Wears a Black trenchcoat, a white shirt and black pants underneath. Wears black boots, and a golden chain around his neck. Disposition: Cocky, arrogant, strong willed, and he will do anything to get his own way... Sort of Evil, but he is true to his word, and always has been.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Cloud [/i] [B] [COLOR=indigo]Thats obviously going to make him feel much better... *1111 posts* [/COLOR] [/B][/QUOTE] I try my best. :whoops:

[I]Juggernaut didn't laugh.. Nor did he strike AJ down... He just stood there, silent in thought, as if trying to remember something... But he couldn't, for he had no past, and he had no future... He shook his head, to clear his mind of the troubling thoughts... His goal now was to fight AJ to the death, to crush this meaningless little bug and get closer to his Goal... --Or was it his goal? He was feeling a strange sensation... As if he were just a mindless drone... He felt compelled to stop fighting, and go to visit his creator... But he couldn't. He had to finish this fight.[/I] Juggernaut: ...I am the Alpha and the Omega. [I]Juggernaut launches multiple Ki blasts at AJ, all hurdling towards him at breakneck speeds... They are black, and make a demonic screaming sound as they fly... They crash into AJ before he has a chance to block or dodge the dark energy blasts, and a massive black explosion ensues...[/I]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by PiroMunkie [/i] [B][SIZE=1][color=indigo]I found $100 laying on the sdiewalk once, so I didn't even have to do anything for it :p But congrats on your neato accomplishment, and don't spend the money all in one place! :D Have fun and stuff.[/size][/color] [/B][/QUOTE] I'm sure you turned it into the Police station, and told them that you found it, and that you'd leave it with them so that they could find its rightful owner. You [I]did[/I] do that, didn't you? Or did you just take it, not considering that it could have been the Paycheck of some poor homeless Old man, who worked weeks and weeks for it, so that he may pay for the surgery for his sick Granddaughter, Ill with a terrible disease, easily curable, if you have the cash. And he walked home from 2 towns over, 50 miles, with hope in his heart, knowing that he had the money to save his granddaughters life. And then, he reaches his collection of trashcans and cardboard boxes, and sees his Granddaughters face... He smiles, and she smiles a weak smile back at him... He nods, to signify that he has the money they need to get the medicine to cure her... She pleads with him to spend the money on himself, get himself a good meal, some new clothes, because she knows he has lived only to make sure she can survive, giving her all the food, and such... But the Grandfather refuses, and tells her that he is going to buy her the medicine.. She gives him a hug, tears streaming from her eyes... I love you, Grandpa, she says to him, and a tear forms in the old mans eye as well.. He goes down to the Clinic, and orders the medicine... Then, he reaches in his back pocket for the money, and realises it's gone... He checks everywhere, and cannot find it... He goes back to the alleyway with tears in his eyes... But this time, they are not tears of joy... His granddaughter covers her face, and cries as well... And the two hold each other close, and fall into the eternal sleep... Wouldn't want [I]that[/I] on your mind, would ya?

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Transtic Nerve [/i] [B] We can't sue him... he has his right to say it... but he helped us more than anything.... he made himself look like a bigotted moron, which he is, and people jumped on him for it... Typical of republicans to open their mouths and say the wrong things lol... Democrats just pull down their pants lol ::sigh:: neither are good [/B][/QUOTE] That's right, TN. That's why we need a Communistic world! A place where everyone can do whatever they want, with me in charge! Kyeheheheh... Umm, oh yeah, Bigots and Homophobes suck. Yay for Gay people. w00t.

[I]Juggernaut readjusts his visual sensors, going into Ki-sensitive mode... He no longer saw AJ, or the ring, or the crowd... He only saw in Monochrome, black where there was no energy, white in places where there was a high concentration of it. A quick scan is performed on AJ, to measure his limitations.... Juggernaut scoffs at the reading, and eases his fighting stance... AJ stares at him, with a wry smile on his face... He flicks one of his earrings again, and a small burst of energy flickers off of it... Juggernaut speaks, in his omnimous, robotic tone...[/I] Juggernaut: Fear me. [I]Juggernaut launches at AJ, one fist extended... AJ just barely manages to catch it, nearly breaking both his arms in the process... He holds it for as long as he can, but soon enough, it is too much for him, and the punch connects, smashing AJ back into the shield... He is electricuted slightly, and falls to the ground...[/I] Juggernaut: ...You are weak.

Aight, I know I'm an on-and-off poster here, but I'm here nonetheless. Would someone *please*; a) Tell me what's going on b) Write me into the Story Thankyu. ------------------------ [I]Juggernaut walks his final step across the sand of the Desert... He is now in some kind of wasteland... The ground is hard and cracked, and the trees are burnt and dead, twisted as if they were writhing in pain at the time of their death... He looks further, and sees a deserted town, derelict buildings and such everywhere... It looks like this place has been scarred with battle... There are a few rotting corpses and skeletons scattered across the streets... These people looked like farmers, people with a smaller power level than most, just trying to live off the land... He shook his head, disgusted by the gracious bloodshed, and waste of life... He walked through the dead streets, making sure not to step on any bodies... He knew that only Rojins would do such a thing, even though he hardly knew what they were...[/I]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Raiha [/i] [B][COLOR=royalblue]TRY?!?!!? You actually think he's going to survive this without giving up!!?!?!?!? Gee....you are an idiot.[/COLOR] [/B][/QUOTE] ...You're a meanie-head... *tear*

You people are insane! All of you! Now, It's finally time for some [I]sanity[/I] in this RPG... Plot is what it's called, and there will be gracious installments of it soon. AJ, your fight is now, and the stage is yours.. Good luck, and try not to get killed...

[I]Zylius tastes blood in his mouth... Kaloc's last punch was strong enough to shift a mountain, and Zylius was amazed that he had only come away with a dislocated jaw. Zylius stood up, and clenching his fists, he cracked his jaw back into place... The pain would have surely made any other man tremble or collapse, but Zylius just stood there, ignoring the agony... He stared into Kaloc's eyes, which were bloodshot... Kaloc had a large gash on his forehead, which had leaked blood all down his face. His punch into Zylius' face had been hard on him, too... So hard, he nearly broke his knuckles.. He cracked them, and got back into a fighting position... Zylius however, did not. Zylius raised his hand into the sky... He pointed two fingers up, and a small glowing ball of Ki seemed to appear on the tip of them... Zylius brought his fingers down and around, in a circle, and the ball left a highly visible trail.. After tracing around the circle nearly 5 times, Zylius stepped back... Kaloc was not sure what he was doing, but he knew it was going to be big... Zylius brought his right fist back, and it glowed with energy... Zylius then charged foward, bringing his fist through the exact middle of the circle.. At that moment, a massive beam of light burst foward from the circle, with bolts of lightning dancing around it, in some insane fury, radiating a light so bright it displaced the arena, as if a giant vortex had appeared and twisted the threads of time and space. The bolt crashed into Kaloc's chest, forcing him back... Soon the beam overcame him, and Kaloc was exposed to it's full power.. It was at this moment that Zylius lost control of the beam, but instead of the beam just fading away, the ki energy streamed out in all directions, cascading in giant pillars of electric blue, smashing into the Arena's shield... Then, a force like some kind of Atomic weapon exploded, the shield nearly giving way to the amount of electricity and power from the blast... Finally, the shields flickered green, and the faint humming of the generators stopped... The arena itself was destroyed, the dirt from the center of the circular ring had been blown away, or destroyed, grain by grain, leaving only the cold, indestructable metal floor. Kaloc lay knocked out on one side of the ring, clothes tattered, and blood coming forth from various wounds on his body... Zylius was in similar shape... His armour, faded of all colour, was cracked and almost demolished, and the rest of his atire was ripped or worn... Blood was seeping from his nose, and the corner of his mouth... And he stood there, with broken bones, arm still stretched out, and his fist still clenched... Zylius smiled, a tired, weary smile, before falling to his knees, ... There was silence... And then, the crowd erupted in a cacophany of cheers and applause, and stood up, giving Zylius a standing ovation... Music played from the huge sound system, but it was drowned out by the clapping and screaming of the crowd... The Paramedics ran into the ring, and hepled Zylius out of the arena... Then, more came on, and carried Kaloc out... The crowd cheered even harder. The fight had been spectacular. Both warriors fought bravely, but in the end, Zylius had been the winner - yet only just. It was a tough fight, but the best was still to come...[/I]

OOC: I do? Heck, I was just guessing... :p No, seriously. ------------------- [I]Flash and Drake walk upto the garage door, and knock... No response... Flash walks across to the smaller door next to the main one, and sees a note... [/I] Picking up RX Injection from Shoreside. Back at 5 o'clock. -Joey [I]Flash nods, and reaches for the keys to the garage... He unlocks the doors, and pushes them up and open. Inside are 2 brand new Mafia Sentinels, perfected by Joey. Better handling, better speed, better acceleration, Joey had done the works on these. Flash walked over to the far corner of the garage, where a wooden door lent weakly on its hinges... It was locked. Flash pulled out the keys again, and unlocked it. He swung the doors open, and was greeted by eight barrels. He put his hands foward, and shouted to the gunmen...[/I] Flash: Jesus christ, it's me, Flash! Mafioso: Flash? Oh, you Maria's boy, right? Flash: Yeah, yeah, that's me.. Mafioso: Sorry boy, we gotta be careful around 'ere. Those damned Triads reside around here, they try to bust in sometimes. Drake: Yo, I'm here with Flash. Mafioso: You're Drake, right? Toni's new SPANK pusher. Drake: Pusher, hitman, whatever. Mafioso: Anyway, we got a job to do. Drake, you're drivin' that car. Flash, you're in the other. Flash: Right. How do we attack? Mafioso: We'll be in the back, blastin' those Bastards with these.. [I]The Mafioso opens up his Jacket... He's carrying 2 Uzis, 4 handguns, 6 grenades, and another 2 handguns in holsters on his belt. The other Mafiosos do the same, and have the same array of weaponary... Flash nods in agreement, a wicked smile on his face... He turns, and walks into the garage... Before he steps in the car, he notices a large bag on the workshop bench.... He walks over to it... A note is tagged to it, with the word 'Flash' scrawled on it... Flash opens it, revealing a Shotgun, AK-47, M16 and a ton of ammo. Flash grins, and takes the bag with him. He and Drake get in their respective cars, and the Mafia men follow, 4 in each car. Reversing out of the Garage (and not forgetting to lock up afterwards..), they drive East, towards the Portland bridge...[/I]

Rico and Raiha.. Like I didn't see [I]that[/I] one coming... :p ----------------- [I]Flash's car spits fire from the engine, and Flash know's it's time to bail out... As he is doing so, Drake fires another shot from his shotgun, which Flash narrowly avoids... But, the shot blasts through his dashboard, destroying his steering wheel, and making the Idaho spin out of control.. The car hits a pothole, and begins to fly through the air... Flash jumps out, and lands hard on the sidewalk... The Idaho smashes into Drake's car, and explodes, launching Drake backwards, into the back windscreen of a parked Kamara (Kumara? Kamura?)... Flash draws his Handgun, and walks cautiously over to Drake, past the burning wreckage of both their cars... He raises his gun, and walks towards Drake, who is slowly regaining consiousness.. Drake holds his Shotgun in one hand, and sits up... He shakes his head, and then blurry eyed looks at Flash... [/I] Drake: Eh? You ain't that Diablos fool who tried to double me back at Hepburn heights last week, are you? Flash: Diablos? No! I'm Flash Leone, of the Leone family Mafia... Who are you.. Drake: Name's Drake Levia, I just happen to be doing some work for the Leones... Selling SPANK, and other stuff.. Flash: I see. What's with the whole tryin' to kill me, then..? Drake: Ahh, Sorry about that. Thought you were this Diablo punk who crossed me a while back. Flash: Right... Drake: Anyway, I gotta go meet up with Giovanni, he has some job for me or somethin'... Flash: Wait a minute.. Drake: What? Flash: Listen, I got word from the Yakuza a few days ago... Seems they need some help... You know the Lipan family maifa? Drake: Sort of.. Go on. Flash: Hiro, Kenji's brother, wants them outta the casino. I've been assigned to the task, and I need some help. Drake: What's the pay? Flash: 50 grand. You can have it all.. I'm doin' it outta vengance. Drake: 50k? Not bad. Sure, I'll help out. Flash: Alright. Let's head to Joey's garage, we can get some wheels and some guns there. There's also some men there who're gonna help us.. Drake: Right. Let's roll.. [I]Drake walks over to a Banshee behind him, and points his gun at the driver... The driver runs off, screaming... He and Flash get in the car, and head for Joey's garage...[/I]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Altron Gundam [/i] [B] ^^ Because I'm an good FF fan, and I've followed the series since the japanese FFII. Plus, I have perfect files for FF III-X. ^_^ [/B][/QUOTE] o_O;; Well there's something ya don't hear everyday.. Altron's an FF fan... Intruiging..

[I]Flash spins Cossack around, and his eyes meet that of Blackwing... Flash feels a fear struck deep into his heart, with that menacing look... Flash draws Cossack's Hammer and Sickle, and faces Blackwing... He Radios Kevin, Neo, Warlock... anyone in the area...[/I] Flash: Alright... I'm going into combat with Blackwing... Everyone, stay back... only Intervene if I start losing it... [I]Flash switches on the classical music once more, and Cossack's thrusters flare up, and he speeds towards Blackwing... He switches the XT-1 system onto 'Total emersion', and takes total control over Cossack...[/I]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by NeoCactuar [/i] [B] Well, you may have seen. If you [i]read[/i] my post, that about 3 years ago (After GTA3 was set) the Yakuza were over run by a New mafia, and they kept the name Yakuza. So if you [i]read[/i] my other post, you may have noticed they have finally dumped the name Yakuza, and gone with 'The Lipan Family Mafia'. You would understand this if you [i]read[/i] my first post. My mission was to assinate the old Yakuza leaders that were still alive, that were trying to reform. But im sure the rest of you [i]read[/i] all my posts and understood. [/B][/QUOTE] You explained it to me in person, and I still don't get it... :drunk: - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [I]Neo laughs a bit and then taps Tony on the back... Tony spins around, and Neo, still grinning, asks him a question..[/I] Neo: Tony, why would we go there? Thinking of whacking some of the Leones? [I]Flash, obviously very offended, turns around, and pushes Neo in the chest...[/I] Flash: Hey, come on man! That ain't cool! We a family, you know? Neo: What.. You mean, you're Leone? Flash: ...Lipan family.. [B]Bullet time[/B] [I]Flash and Neo both stand up in the car, and jump backwards, away from each other... In mid air, they draw guns, and start shooting... Neo throws his colt to the ground and pulls out his Uzi, sending a spray of bullets into Tony's Banshee.. The car sets alight, and Tony jumps out, doing a diving roll onto the concrete.. The Car explodes, and sends debris and shrapnel flying... Neo jumps up, and makes his escape, jumping into the back of a passing Bobcat... He stands up, and fires his Uzi at Tony and Flash, who shoot back at him...[/I] Flash: Bastard! I shoulda killed him when he landed.. Tony: He wrecked my car.. Little punk.. Flash: *checks watch* Hey listen, I'm heading over to Saint Marks now, my Uncle Toni gave me the keys to the Leone garage. I gotta get some wheels, some cash, and some guns. I'll meet you at Momma's restaurant at 7:00 pm, aight? Tony: Alright. Now, I gotta get myself some new wheels.. Dammit.. Flash: Catch you later, Tony! Tony: Yeah, See ya Kid. [I]Flash puts his gun back in its holster, and walks across the other side of the road. He very casually steals an Idaho, and drives off, towards Portland...[/I]

Sweet bajeesus! Sign-ups are closed!! Too many members!! *dies*

[I]Flash stops, and looks to his left... He sees that the address scrawled down on a piece of notepad matches this one.. This is the Leone garage. Flash reaches for the keys in his left pocket, when he spots something... A note on the ground... scrawled in messy writing are the contact points for what appears to be the Diablos... As Flash bends over to pick it up, a Cartel Cruiser comes screaming around the corner, a gunman in the back firing his AK-47... Flash falls to the ground, and then rushes to the other side of the street, to a Mafia man who has been gunned down... He lifts up his head, and talks to him...[/I] Flash: Are you alright?! Mafia Man: *cough* Don't worry about me... Get those Filthy Cartel bastards.. Flash: ...*nods head* I'll avenge you. [I]Flash spins around, and sees an BF injection directly behind him... He pulls out his gun, points it at the driver, who swiftly exits the car, and retreats... Flash hops in the buggy, and speeds after the Cartel Cruiser... He chases them for a few blocks, racing through Hepburn heights, the Red light district, and Chinatown. The Cartel take a turn off the main road under the Callahan bridge, and towards a small jetty... Flash follows... He brings the BF Injection to a quick stop, and gets out... The Cartel have already gotten in a Reefer, and are heading for Shoreside Vale... Flash gets in a speeder, and follows.. After a long chase, Flash catches up with the Cartel, and takes them out, one bullet each... He brings his boat about, and looks around... He sees a large lifting bridge to the north of him...[/I] Flash: ...Lifting bridge? I must be inbetween Staunton Island and Shoreside Vale..

heya Rico... wrong topic.. ;)

And here it begins... -------------------------- [I]Flash walks around the Saint Mark's area, holding a Colt in his right hand... The people in Liberty were used to it. Everyday there was a shootout, or a murder.. Or both. The citizens had become used to seeing such weapons being used freely around the city. They knew that as long as they didn't get on the wrong side of anybody, they'd be fine. Flash walked to the end of the street, and turned into Toni's restaurant... He walked up to the door, and knocked... He got a incoherant grunt as a response, probably because it was Sunday, and Toni wasn't expecting customers. He knocked again, and the door flung open, and Flash was greeted by a Shotgun...[/I] Toni: Listen you little punk... Flash: Woah, woah, Uncle Toni! Toni: Flashy boy! [I]Toni gives his nephew a large hug, and then looks at him, still holding his shoulders..[/I] Toni: Jesus, you're huge! I remember when you were just as tall as my knee! Flash: Heh, it's called growing, Uncle Toni. Toni: Damn, when did I last see you? You must have been, what, 5? 6? Flash: Try 2. Toni: Hell! Where you been the last... What, 15 years? Flash: Well, I've been living in Carsor city... You know, north of here. Toni: Yeah, yeah, I know. Come in, my boy, we got some catching up to do! [I]As Toni is guiding Flash into the restaurant, still holding a shotgun in one hand, he hears the ever-present call of his mothers voice from upstairs...[/I] Mother: Toni? Toni, have we got visitors? Toni: ...No Ma, I just went to get the paper. Mother: Oh, alright then. Don't forget to wash the kitchen! It's a disgrace! Toni: ...Yeah, yeah, I'll do it, Ma.. [I]Toni pulls up two chairs at the dining room table, and sits down.. Flash does much the same. Toni offers Flash a cigar, but Flash declines...[/I] Toni: You'll have to excuse Ma.. She's senile, and.. slightly insane. Flash: Right. Toni: Anyway, how long you been in Liberty> Flash: Oh, 6 weeks or so. Toni: You know the Ropes? Flash: Yeah, I worked for the family in Carsor. Toni: Worked? You mean ..well you know.. In the mob? Flash: Yeah, since I was 14. Toni: Ahh, you got a bit of experience then. Brilliant. Flash: Hmmm? Toni: Well... Ever since Uncle Salvatore, died, it seems that us Leone's have been in a bit of turmoil. But, now that Salvatore's son, my Cousin Giovanni, has come to town, he's finally taking some control into the whole situation. The Leone family mafia is finally working its way back to the top of this city's heirachy, you know? Flash: Yeah, I guess so. What does that have to do with me, though? Toni: Well kiddo, we need a new... How do I say... 'Errand boy'. Flash: Errand boy? You kidding me? I've been errand boy for 2 years. I know how to fry the big fish now. Toni: Ha ha, even better! We've got some work lined up for you, Flashy.. Flash: Alright. I think I'd like to get to know the city better first, though.. Toni: Sure thing! You got wheels? Flash: Well... No... Toni: *raises an eyebrow* Protection? Flash: Just my Colt.. Toni: Cash? Flash: Not much.. Toni: Christ! Look here, boy. [I]Toni passes Flash the keys to the Leone garage, a private garage in Saint marks....[/I] Toni: These are the keys to the garage. You can get yourself some wheels, some guns, and some cash from there. Flash: Thanks, Uncle Toni. Toni: Don't sweat it. Now go on, go get familiar with the streets. I gotta wash the damned kitchen... Flash: Heh... Well, See you round, Uncle Toni. Toni: Yeah, See ya kid! [I]Flash puts the keys in his pocket, and leaves the restaurant, heading for the garage in Saint Mark's...[/I]

Alright, I'm starting the RPG.. 'Liberty City - A good place to leave'

Just wanted to make a point on James' post; Last week, I heard someone talking about how you can tell people on the internet are [I]actually[/I] who they say they are, not just some 60 year-old pervert. The reason one person gave was 'they don't use the chat/text-type words', 'u, r, ur, y, r, 2, b' etc. I felt like throttling this person! Just because [I]I'm[/I] above using such quick-words, and would prefer to use proper grammar, that makes me a Seedy Old man? Pathetic! ...stupid chat/text-type...

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Warlock [/i] [B] Yes, it kinda is. You raise creatures of somekind at the site... What I want to know is, why would people want to take care of graphics? All sounds quite silly to me... [/B][/QUOTE] [I]Exactly..[/I] Who wants to spend all day clicking on pictures, for goodness sake? :P

[I]Cossack draws its Hammer and Sickle, and lays waste to two Mobile dolls... The dolls look similar to the ancient Tallgeese suit, minus the head fin thing, and more sinister looking... Flash knew this all too well, as he had studied many of the files in the old Leningrad base, and had learnt much about the Mobile suits used before the Cataclysm... The first Mobile Doll is cut in half by the Beam sickle, right along the join between upper and lower torso... The second one is hit right in the head by Cossack's superheated hammer, which propells violently into its faceplate, shattering the metal, and leaving the doll useless... Flash then spins around, only to be shot with the Doll's doberguns... Cossack hits the ground, hard...[/I] Flash: Damn, these things are powerful! I hope we can hold them off for now.. [I]Cossack regains its composure, and leaps back into battle..[/I]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Cloud [/i] [B] [COLOR=indigo]From the book thing it comes with thants his namw... but when you first name him, it's ______ [/COLOR] [/B][/QUOTE] Really? Strange... When I played it, it was Butz... Wierd..