Nate

started the rpg. Better late than never, i guess......here's my cop profile: Name: Kenny Delson Age: 25 Bio: He was born in Richmond, Va. Other than that, very little is known about his past. Personality: He is ususally quiet, so it's easy for him to be undercover. He's rock solid on the outside, so he can hide secrets good,but he has a soft spot for girls. He loves loud music, so the=y police agency picked him so he would blend with the racers. He likes drawing, too- can draw most anime better than thee creater of it (I.E Akira Toriyama for DBZ). He likes anime, particullay hentai (hey's he's a guy). He's the person with the secnod most experience with racing in general, so that helped them in picking him, too. Description: Has black hair that is currently buzzed back to practically nothing (like mine right now ), has a bandana folded up and rapped aronud his hair line, and the bandana has a picture of a Mitsubishi Eclipse on it. He has Icy Blue eyes. He also has to wear contact lenses for reading (only needed when he's tired). Wears a blakc shirt on it with a white tiger on it, growling, withits ears pulled back. Wears jet black shorts that come to his ankles, with red and gray Nikes and ankle socks. Rank:Undercover Other: Grudge again Da Southside villains Car Make: Mitsubishi Eclipse GT 2003 Paint Color: Jet black Other: Has Chrome wheels, a 3 inch double spoiler, a small 7 inch tv with a PS2 and an XBOX hooked up to it, so he plays one of themw while waiting between races or before/after them. 2 NOS tanks under the trunk, with a laptop normally sitting in the passenger seat. I made this only because me and oekakiotaku made a deal.......me and her cop go with each other (right? or did u mean the racers? I am easy to confuse sometimes )

Nate shot down the road. He glanced over. Trance was on a bike riding beside him, and on the other side was Tre and Bonefide(just his nickname......got it from NBA Street) Behind him, he knew Earl was there, and in front of him was Chris. He ws safe, for now. Nate had been having a bad streak with his Escudo,..it wasn't driving right. He put new tires on it, everything. Wasn't driving right. Wasn't racing right. He was in serious dept now. More than he can pay. So he needed to get out fo L.A, and quick. Magic slid over to right beside him. They both lowered their window. Magic: Who is it we running from anyway. Nate: *sighs* Zach and his gang... Magic: ZACH! i thought we and him was cool. Nate: Me too...*seeing a black Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution VI right behind Earl* damn it! Dip guys! They all shot off, closing in ranks to protect Nate. Nate wass the leader of the gang, they knew he was in trouble, so they always traveled like this. A car blew up, and he looked up to see them shoot past what was Chris' car. Nate: [i]damn it...[/i] Then, the Lancer was in front of him. Nate had no choice but to stop. He ws looking into an assault rifle. They pulled off and stopped at a McDonalds. Ne got out and sat on the roof. The Lancer and 2 Tauruses pulled in. Out of all of them got out 2 people. He was screwed now. Zach: I WAS MY FúCKIN MONEY He then slamed a fist into Nate's stomach, pushing thorugh Trance and Magic. He fell off of the top and hit the ground hard. Zach: Where is my money? Nate: I don't have enough.. Zach: GIVE ME MY MONEY RICH BOY Zach then kicked him in the stomach. Nate: *under his breath*:butthead: Zach: WHAT? Nate: :nono: Nate then hits the floor again, a foot in his face. Zach: Here's my deal. Get me the 50 cars and prove they are whaty they say they are. Over 3 mil. GOT IT Nate: *nods* bîtch.. Zach kicks him. Zach: Do it. 4 days. Or your dead. And your little bîtch, too. Zach runs his hands through Trance's hair. She hit him, but he catched her hand. Zach: No no. *blows a kiss at her* Bye bye.... Zach and the others drive off, leaving Nate and his crew there.

Nate had stopped a long time back, he was getting to songs he honestly didn't know was on there. Luckily, he had put the ones with words on there, so he faked it for a while. He got tired eventually of it, and fell down. He laughed. People looked at him, like he was on drugs or something. He then got up. Nate: *in the mic* you all got fooled! You fell for it! Various people: HUH Nate: Listen to my voice. Now listen to the cd. You don't here a sound difference!? I haven't been singing since the third one! Oh my god you fell for it! Nate then got off the stage, and went to Flora. He knew she had left,..but he wanted to see how long the prom-ers would fall for it. He didn't expect for it to be this long. He saw her sitting on the sidewalk, looking quite depressed. He sat down next to her. Nate: Flora,..you ok? Flora: Yea. Nate: No you ain't. I can tell in your voice. What's wrong.... Flora: You know i don't like rap. Nate: And you know my voice. You shold have been able to tell my voice from EMiN3M's...*chuckles* *shaks head* I'm sorry Flora. I wanted to see how long those people would fall for it. Didn't expect it to be that long. I could have faked it all night if i wanted to...

THen the new dj turned on beat number 5. Nate: hmm....should i just do all the voices myself...or call someone up... Just then The Bouncer walked in. Nate smiled. He went down to him, and asked him which song's beat was playing. Ant: (bouncer)uhm....not off hand.. Nate: You never heard Slim's Superman? Ant: No..i'm not doing mariah's voice. Nate: Good..your doing Slims. You suck at her voice, unlike me.

After they finished the song, Nate desided to show the preppy people some real music. He went up to the stage and got the mic from J_C. Nate: No offence,..but..who wants to hear some real music? Hold on, i'll be back,. Show you da real sheeeeeeeeeeT... Nate went to his car and pulled out a cd. He came back in and gave it to the new dj and told him to put it ot number 17. He then went to the stage. There was a small pop as the amps activated to handle the bass that would be pushed. Then, a familior beat to FLora and him came on. EMiN3M's 'Get down to business'. Nate: Who want to hear THE Slim Shady Junior rap? A loud cheer shot out from the crowd. He glanced to Flora and winked. He then started flowing the song. Nate: LET'S GET DOWN TO BUSINESS,..I DON'T GOT NOT NO TIME TA PLAY AROUND WHAT IS DIS ,MUST BE A CIRCUIS IN TOWN WHICH I CAN SHAKE DOWN, WIT DESE CLOWNS, CAN I GET A WITNESS? crowd: HELL YEA! After the song, he walked across the stage, giving high fives. Nate: Nate dowgg..............nate dowgg...*to the beat that the girls say 'marshall'|* *the beat ends* NATE DOWGG Everybody erupts in cheer.

Nate: [i]damn she is sexy....i need to save her more often...[/i] Nate got onto one of the highways that went straight to Hawaii island. He turned to his apmlifier and moved it to full base, and put on some shades. He then switched it to EMiN3M and turned it to Squaredance (right before Soldier). A few minutes later, a pop shot out as a speaker blew. Nate: God damn it! Never buy fuckin subwoofers from no god damn walmart! Then, another subwoofer popped. Nate: God damn this ****. Nate stopped and pulled over to the side of the road. Because of how the bridge was set up, he was about 200 feet of the water. He grabbed both of the blown subwoofers and chunked them out the window. He then remembered the cords that attaches them to the radio. He catched the cord and pulled the subroofers back in. He unclipped them, then tossed them. He shot off before a slash was ever heard. IF it did. He didn't care. Nate: Today ain't going good...... ~~under the bridge~~ Fisherman: what da!? 2 subwoofers landed on their deck, right in the barrel when they were keeping the fish.. :blush: :blush: :blush: :blush:

Nate opened the door and locked it back before he closed it, as Trance kept it. He got to his car and put in Eazy-E and set it to number 5. Nate: The boys in da hood are always hard, come talkin dat trash, we'll pull ya car..... Nate then shot out of the ally way and down the freeway, heeded to Hawaii island, Hawaii

Nate was still halfway asleep, and he only registered her last 2 statements. He looked at the clock. 5:15. He had gang meetings he had to attend, and was 5 minutes late for one already. Nate: Don't become a gang leader... Trance: why? Nate: I'm late for a meeting...about weither or not to branch out of the states......oops...won't suposed to tell nobody that...*shrugs* Nate puts his clothes on and gets ready to go.

Nate stirred. He movd around for a few minutes, still asleep. When he wroke, he had worked his way over and to the edge of the bed.He wroke and went to lean on his arms, but one arm wasn't on bed. He hit the floor. Nate: Holy ****.....that was a wake up call........*shakes head and sits on the bed*

Nate's clothes shed off in a second, along with Trance's on the floor. Nate: Nice thanks..... he then started fúckin her, and she was moanin. He had her in all different positions, some he made up then and there. (OOC: My idea i couldn't turn into words...that happenes to me....:P)

uhmm...no..that is their finisher. Youk now..when you play the smackdown video games...the moves that alowo youto activate the smakcdown buttons? THEY are set ups. The moves that activate by the Snackdown button are the finishers.

Nate glanced down and looked at Flora. She looked like she was thinking something, but Nate couldn't tell what. Nate: [i]Oh god i hope Ant doesn't show......please don't show[/i] Nate looekd around the best he could and saw nobody he knew. Good, nobody he knew could tell The Bouncer. Of course, somebody might be there who knew Ant that he didn't know. But he doupted it. Nate shook his head intrnally, he had to stop worrying. It would kill him some day, but hey, that might be fun? Who knows.....

Nate: *shrugs* i guess......you? Flora: Yea. Nate: ok.... Nate puts his cards in his pocket and they go out to the floor... : Flora and Nate walk out onto the floor. Flora hesitates a bit and stares at the dance floor a bit. Nate stops and turns back to her. He puts a hand on her shoulder... "Hey... come on Whats wrong now?" Nate asks quietly "Oh.. um nothing sorry... got lost in thought thats all" Flora answers nervously. She continues and they make their way out to a nice clear spot. Just then the music died down and went to a slow song. Flora felt like curling up in the nearest corner but stood dead still like a statue instead. She took a deep sigh and relaxed. Nate had seen how some slow danced and glanced around for The Bouncer. No sign so he grabs one of floras hands and rests it on his shoulder. He then takes the other hand in his and puts his remaining hand on her weist. "Well... this is surpriseing..." Flora quietly states

Nate: Give him time...he'll show..he always does...he couldn't give up crashin somethin like this...and he'll take my idea of drivin a car through the front door. *shrugs* my luck.... *pulls out some Yu-Gi-Oh cards* FLora: I thought your mom said you couldn't collect them? Nate: How often do i listen to her?

Nate: What three words are they? ****..****..*****..sl*t..h*e...b*st*rd...d*k*...p*ssy..c*nt...- Flora: I GET THE PICTURE Nate: I'll stop Flora..ok?

Nate: Do you really think you can? Flora: wanna find out? Nate: No.........*puppy look* Flora: Can the owner of this lost puppy plese take him home? Nate: Hahahaha..this stuff ain't sticky... Nate sticks his finger in it, and wipes it on Flora's shirt.

Nate tossed one up higher than usual. It shot up and almost touched a light. He barely caught it in his mouth, and fell over into the wall. Nate: Whoa! flora catches him. Nate: Thanks....*tosses another one up* *pulls out punch cup8 *hold it over her head and catches carrot peice*

Raw: [b]NAME:[/b] RVD [b]HEIGHT:[/b] 6'0". [b]WEIGHT:[/b] 237 lbs. [b]CHAMPIONSHIPS HELD:[/b] ECW World Television championship, ECW World Tag Team championship (with Sabu). [b]Set-Up Finisher (if applicable):[/b] None that i know of.. [b]Finisher:[/b] The Van Daminator, 5-Star Frog Splash [b]Status:[/b] Face [b]Class:[/b] Lightweight...i think.. [b]Style:[/b] HighFlier [b]Bio:[/b]Perhaps the most athletically gifted wrestler in the business today, Rob Van Dam wrestles like a mat veteran, performs aerial high-spots like a Luchadore and is well versed in Martial Arts to boot. Van Dam's time in ECW has seen him go from being the company's top heel to their top baby face. Always full of bravado and never lacking in self-confidence Van Dam is a wrestling machine. Partnered with sometimes rival Sabu, Van Dam has run roughshod over almost everyone he's faced in ECW including memorable matches with Tommy Dreamer, his partner Sabu and his current feud with Jerry Lynn. Not content to use the same moves constantly, Van Dam is always adding new wrinkles to his repertoire his unbelievable Five Star Frog Splash is proof of that. Although somewhat of a pretty boy in his appearance, Van Dam never shies away from going to the extreme and while Tommy Dreamer's tag may be "the innovator of violence" Van Dam is ready to steal it at a moment's notice. No one leaps into the crowd like Van Dam (save maybe Sabu) and his variations on the use of chairs and tables - not to mention guard rails - is something to be admired. RVD is also the owner of an unblemished pay-per-view record and has held the TV title for well over a year and running. As amazing as it may sound, RVD is still in his twenties and has yet to come into his own in the sport of wrestling, although with his talents, it is only a matter of time. EDIT: found oput what show RPV is on..... Smackdown!: [b]Name:[/b]Brock Lesner [b]Height:[/b] 6' 4" [b]Weight:[/b] 295 pounds [b]Championships Held:[/b] WWE Champion [b]Set-up Finisher (if applicable):[/b] N/A [b]Finisher:[/b] F-5 [b]Status:[/b] Hmm..i think face. I like 'em! [b]Style:[/b] All around [b]Class:[/b] heavyweight [b]Bio:[/b]At 6-foot-4, 295 pounds, Brock Lesnar is a rock-solid mountain of chiseled muscle, a Superstar who was seemingly destined to accomplish great things in WWE. Brock lived up to the hype by defeating none other than The Rock at SummerSlam to become the youngest WWE Undisputed Champion ever! Lesnar has already made an impact in the amateur sporting world. He become an NJCAA Champion in 1998. He transferred to the University of Minnesota and promptly won the Big 10 Championship, but was a runner-up in the NCAA Tournament. He capped off his senior season by again winning the Big 10 Championship and then securing the NCAA heavyweight title. In 2000, Lesnar signed a developmental contract with WWE and began to learn the professional game at Ohio Valley Wrestling in Louisville, Ky. In doing so, he turned down opportunities to try out with several NFL teams. In perhaps his most amazing display of strength and athleticism, Lesnar hit his devastating finisher, the F-5, on the 7-foot-2, 500-pound Big Show. That's a feat made even more unbelievable by the fact that the former champ was suffering from a broken rib at the time! With that kind of drive and dedication, Brock Lesnar will be a perennial contender for the WWE Championship.

Nate was walking back from the snack table with a dozen or so carrot peices in his hand. He was tossing them up and catching them in his mouth, not really paying attention. He ran right into a dude. Nate: Take the bucket off yo head dude....*snatched it off* Scorpoi?

Flora: Stop in Nathan... *knocks the cup out of his hand* Nate: O.O Ok...i'll go get something else to tease you with.....*snickers* Flora: Child... Nate: Your one, too...... Nate goes off and grabs some more punch and some carrots.

Nate had worked his way over there, grabed a cup of punch, and walked back. He was standing right behind Flora now. Nate:Get up FLora..or this is poured on your head *snickers* Flora: Stop it Nate.. Nate: I isn't playin..*holds it over her head, then starts to tilt it *dare me? flora: Yea. Nate: Your the one who has to get the punch out of your hair......get up and dance wit me or else *snickers* [i]this is fun...[/i]

hmm.....2 girls saying their not bi..but yet keep talknig in that what if format....a little 2 much...are you POSSITIVE you are not bi? cause it sounds that way to me

Nate: Oh..and i'm used to it.....lioke that point of view....now if only if it was true. Flora: Hahahaha.......not... Nate: *shakes his head* [i]snack bar..here i come...i guess i'll pull the old hide there rutine(sp?)...maybe....[/i] Nate glances around quickly...making sure The Bouncer wasn't here. If he was...he was probably gonna do some stuff he wouldn't have done...in exchange for stuff that he wouldn't dare doing with him in the same neighborhood....which is hard since they live 2 blocks from each other....

OOC: I tuarus's have a bass lock on it..so the bass can't go but so high...Nate can't figure out how to getpast it..so that woyld be inpossible Nate: *shrugs* late entrances are good.... Nate then blasts the music completly. Nate: Should i run the car into the building or what... Flora: NO you will not nathan.. Nate: Ouch...true first name usage...must have said something wrong...What did i say wrong? Flora: O.O nothing,....nothing at all.... they pakred next to a preppy cadillac. Nate was gonna have some fun when it ended.....heheh... Nate turned the music to max and placed the amp to max bass, too. He then turned the car off and they went in.

Nate walked up slowly behind his mom. He reached into her pocket and grabbed her keys without her knowing it. She wouldn't till she heard his music blasting through the speakers. He went to his room and grabbed his cds, then went to the taurus. He put in a cd and the speakers nearly jump out of the door panelings. He shot off as his mom opened the door, cussing at him till he turned the radio to max, making the speakers quiver. He then shot down the street to FLora's house.