Char!

[color=teal][size=1]I was stuck at home fixing my bike. Grr... But then I went out and saw a bunch of fireworks. Funny, this year I found them a complete waste of time. I was bored out of my mind, and my neck got pretty stiff... *cracks neck* Don't get me wrong, I'm a patriotic kind of guy... But yeah, fireworks suddenly don't do it for me anymore.[/color][/size]

[color=teal][size=1]I'm not sure who I'd want to be. I could tell you who I [i]wouldn't[/i] want to be, but that might start some unneeded war. Actually, I'd want to be any Newbie out there. My reasons are too vague for words. That's all I can really say on that. Yep. Any Newbie at all.[/color][/size]

[color=teal][size=1]5:30 every day, that [i]is[/i] bad. Wow, I'm lucky to get up at 8 AM every day. I'm dumb though, I stay up until 1 AM. Oy, that must be why my head hurts right now...[/color][/size]

[color=teal][i]Almost half a century later... Xeshiur is kneeling on the forest floor. Sunlight breaks through the thick treetop, casting an scenic glow on him. The Saber is out in front of him, lying on the ground. His eyes are closed, and his head bowed. He twitches his ears and focuses. Suddenly, with lightning speed and his eyes still closed, he grasps The Saber, twirls around and hurls it behind him. He focuses, and in his mind Xehiur can see it flying through the air, deadly but unaimed. He breathes in, relaxes, and suddenly The Saber levels out, slows, then immediately picks up speed. It flies left, then turns right to avoid a tree, left, up, and left again. [b]SLICE![/b] A nearby buck drops dead. Xeshiur stands, walks to the dead animal, and removes his weapon from the buck's side. He picks up the body with little effort and starts back toward his hut. [/i]Food, clothing, and building materials,[i] Xeshiur thought as he reflected on the kill. It had been decades since he had ran from that battle, decades since he had not known how to fight. He had taught himself to work The Saber. He had taught himself how to fight. He had built his own hut, has lived his own life since he was five. Few people helped him. Few people knew him, though he was sure everyone knew [/i]of[i] him. [img]http://www.itsmysite.com/n-sider/images/Xeshiur_Avatar.gif[/img][/i][b]Xeshiur:[/b] I am the coward who didn't help in the fight. I ran away. I even took my father's only chance at winning - The Saber. I am sure that no one could possibly respect that. [i]He reached his hut. It was small, not nearly as luxurious as his childhood home, but it had everything he needed. [/i]Shelter, warmth, water. That's all a hut really does need.[i] Xehshiur had told himself this many times in his life. He told himself things a lot. Living alone, isolated, at the edge of Windhyte Village requires you to say things to yourself. Of course, Xehshiur has gone into town on several occasions, and the people there seemed friendly enough. But Xeshiur knew what they were thinking... [b]"How can he show his face after what he did?" "That coward doesn't belong here..." "What's he doing here?" "If he comes near me, I'll pretend I don't know him..."[/b] Xeshiur growled at the thoughts of these. But his growls soon turned to whimpers. He wished there was some way for him to prove himself... Some way he can show he's not a coward... He went to the back and began cutting the meat.[/i][/color]

[color=teal][size=1]Heh, great birthday present, huh Krillen? ;) I just passed some of my classes; I failed final exams for Algebra and Swim... lousy bastards... Oops, pardon my French... BTW, just passed m'French class too... :huh:[/color][/size]

[color=teal][i][size=3][b]Xeshiur's Prologue[/b][/size] 43 years ago... All was not well in Thira Town... [b]TSEEW! TSEEEW![/b] "Arrrrrrrrrrrggghhhhh!!!" Fwump. "Arrrrrrroooooooo!!!" Fwump. Something was happening in the street outside. Strange sounds of things falling pounded in Xeshiur's ears. The smell of blood along with a strange new scent of something burning filled his nostrils. [b]TSEEEW![/b] "Ahhhhhhhhh!!!" Fwump. Xeshiur was both confused and terrified. His mother was calling for him to stay by her and keep away from the window. But he had to see what was going on. He slowly, hesitantly, crept towards the window at the front of the hut.[/i] It was a nice hut,[i] Xeshiur thought. All of his five years were spent here, learning from his parents and older brother.[/i] That place right there, below the place for the Saber, that's where I learned about the Hee-yooms.[i] [b]TSEEW![/b] "Awwwoooooo!!!" Fwump. "Xeesh, get back here!" The Humes were fools. The Halbreed had dominated Gaia for centuries, and rightfully so; they were the biggest, strongest, and fastest sentient creatures on the planet, especially compared to the pathetically weak Humes. They had nothing. Their crude amor completely failed to protect them from any Halbreed attacks whatsoever. Xeshiur's father was told him how he could crush their weak metals as if they were made from loosely compacted sand. [b]TSEEEW![/b] "Aiiiiiii!!!" Fwump. Their weapons were no better, he had been told. Their simple swords and maces never fully penetrated the Halbreed's three-inch think skin. And they had no skill in throwing spears and stars. They had as little chance of winning this war of theirs as they had of actually killing a Halbreed. Halbreed casualties - 0. Hume casualties - 4,628 and rising. In fact, things had been quiet for quite some time, almost a year. The Humes had come to their senses, everyone agreed. [b]TSEEW![/b] "Grooooowww!!!" Fwump.[/i] What were those noises?[i] Xeshiur wondered. When he got to the window he soon found out... It was horrible. Dozens of Halbreed were dead, lying on the soft earth. Still more were badly wounded. Humes in strange outfits brandishing odd staffs were attacking. Bright flashes of light erupted from the tips of these staffs in beams, hitting Halbreed everywhere, knocking them to the ground. They weren't getting up... Xeshiur saw his father and older brother running from the Humes. No! His brother was hit by one of those beams! Horrified and frantic, Xeshiur ran out to the back. The Saber was there, where his father had been chopping wood.[/i] The Saber would solve everything,[i]he thought. [/i]If Father had The Saber, the Halbreed would win again--[i] [b]CRASH!!![/b] Something broke through the window! Xeshiur tuned it out - he had to get The Saber. Ah, there it was, in all its glory. The sun reflecting off of its sharp edge. He could feel the animal matter within it, though he didn't yet know hoe to control it. He picked it up, and a surge of warmth flowed through him.[/i] Yes, this would solve everything... This would-- [i][b]KA-BOOOOOOOOM!!![/b] A huge fireball erupted from his house and sent him flying. In midair he saw his mother being [b]burned alive.[/b] He saw his father scream, run towards the hut, and get hit in the back by one of those cursed Humes. He landed some hundred feet away, unconscious. When he came to, he was crying for his family... What was that noise? Was that his father, telling him they've won again, and that everyone was okay? No. Different voices. [b]Hume[/b] voices. Panicked, he fled to the woods behind the smoldering remains of his house. He kept going, and with The Saber still in hand we journeyed all the way to Windhyte Village. They too had been attacked the same way, but the Humes were now long gone. How did this happen? Why did they kill his whole family? Why are they so incredibly evil...?[/color][/i]

[color=teal]May I warn people ahead of time: I'm what some could call an RPG virgin, and I'm not too sure of all of the... stuff, so go easy on me or something like that.[/color]

[color=teal]Milwaukee's beaches have dead fish on them because our side of Lake Michigan is practically toxic. That kind of makes you proud, huh? j/k But other than that, they're really very beautiful. The sand's hot as hell in summer, and at some parts the beach goes back fairly far, for a lake.[/color]

[color=teal]Before I jump in, I'll say only that I lightly skimmed over all these posts, so if I missed something, sorry. I think that some of you are missing the entire point. Just because these people are mentally handicapped, they have the same rights as anyone else. If anyone, regardless of their intelligence or state of mind, does something that requires in court the death penalty, then they should get the death penalty. Now don't get me wrong. I'm not some bloodthirsty person who thinks the death penalty is good, but isn't the US based on equality for all? And letting some murderers live and some die just because of their intelligence is neither equal nor morally right. If one person kills and gets put to death, why should another who kills in the same way be allowed life? It's just stupid.[/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by DarkOrderKnight [/i] [B]I admit you do make a good point James. However, the fairies in my garden give me things so I can't tell them I don't believe in them. :) [/B][/QUOTE] [color=teal][size=1]lol! Man, you rule... Anyway... To [/color][/size][color=royalblue][size=2]James:[/color][/size][color=teal][size=1] I too think that people who support complete rubbish don't have a whole lot of hope. You say that the very [i]suspicion[/i] of Apollo 11 being a hoax is rubbish. But consider this: A few years before Apollo 11 "landed," many people, many intelligent, well-spoken people considered ever landing on the moon complete rubbish. Plus, the Soviet Union and the US were fiercly competing for who would get there first. Is it not even [i]possible[/i] that just maybe, just [i]maybe[/i] the US tricked us all to claim the moon first? Isn't there even the [i]slightest[/i] possibility of doubt in your mind? I think that anyone who is so closed-minded that they can't answer yes to those questions is beyond help. Yeah, that's about it for now.[/color][/size]:babble:

[color=teal][size=1][b]CHAR. NUMBER:[/b] 66 [b]NAME:[/b] Xeshiur [b]AGE:[/b] 48 [b]LOCATION:[/b] Windhyte Village [b]Bio/history:[/b] Fled from Thira Town to avoid death after losing entire family to war involving Humes several decades ago. Because of this, he considers himself a coward and waits for opporitunity to prove himself. The attacks, which many people suspect were caused by the Hume-inhabited continent of Verdun, allows Xeshiur to both physically and verbally abuse the entire race. His acts gain him a followers, and soon becomes a rising leader of Almaran. [b]Personality:[/b] Xeshiur is stuck in the past, and has a fierce desire for vengeance. He is hot-tempered, but intelligent and cunning. However, when he is angered he jumps to conclusions too quickly, making bad desicions. [b]Weapon/s:[/b] A three foot curved saber made of plutron, a material of ultra-hard minerals and animal matter unique to Almaran. Is a family heirloom, all Xeshiur has left of his relatives. [b]Items:[/b] Halbreed Horn, 2 potions and a small pouch of Almaran coins worth 127 Halbreed dollars. [b]White Magic Spells:[/b] None [b]Black Magic Spells:[/b] None [b]Ability 1:[/b] --Howl: Lets out ear-piercing howl which causes severe but nonfatal damage to enemy's brain; the smarter the enemy, the more damage done. [b]Ability 2:[/b] --Scythe: Saber is thrown boomerang-style, and Xeshiur controls its movements by calling out animal matter inside the blade. Very deadly.[/color][/size]

[color=teal][size=1]You guys, all that these "cat years" and "dog years" show is their lifespan in comparison to ours... Since they live shorter lives, we do the math to figure out how old they would be if we lived as long as them, or vice versa. And 19 for a cat sure is an old age...[/color][/size]

[color=teal][size=1]I hear it's almost 100º up here in Milwaukee right now... That's pretty comforting. I hate the cold.[/color][/size]

[color=teal][size=1]Which makes it seem like such a long, ongoing series... By the way, how many Zelda games [i]are[/i] there?[/color][/size]

[color=teal][size=1]Onox's dragon form was really tough; I had all the hearts and a potion [i]and[/i] I had to use a Gameshark's Snapshot feature, and I [i]just[/i] made it... I must not be very talented...[/color][/size]

[color=teal][size=1]What, you mean that Deku Scrub? It only shows you the way to the stronger sword. Hmm... I'll figure it out...[/color][/size]

[color=teal][size=1]Well, you get the flippers in Level 4, a little bit after the mini-boss. I think. As for the raft key, I have no idea. I don't remember any key, you just have to pay a lot to get on the raft.[/color][/size]

[color=teal][size=1]To anyone who's played both versions, is Veran or Onox harder to beat? Y'know, just curious...[/color][/size]

[color=teal][size=1]Well I'm borrowing OoS, so I really have no basis for comparison. I think Seasons rocks, but I'd like to try Ages too...[/color][/size]

[color=teal][size=1]But heat is all that matters during baseball games, oh and Summerfest; one can't forget Summerfest... I [i]think[/i] it's known nationally, I'm not sure. :huh:[/color][/size]

[color=teal][size=1]Well, seeing as how the USA lost to Germany, I'm gonna have to vote for Korea to win... Though I don't really follow soccer too much... Hey, I noticed that the WorldBowl for the NFL Europe is/was on today. Who's winning?[/color][/size]

[color=teal][size=1]I know what you mean, sage, one day away and I get queasy... And you got a point there. I abandoned my name once, to start another, but came right back. So yeah, that's at least one voided name...[/color][/size]

[color=teal][size=1]I just got my report card in the mail, and I barely passed a few of my classes. Wow, I need to shape up...[/color][/size]

[color=teal][size=1]We once had a cat, but she died after about 17 years (human years mind you, so it was quite a long life), and a bird that flew away when someone foolishly left the cage and front door opened *cough cough MOM cough* So yeah, not too lucky with pets, though I'm aimin' foran iguana sometime soon...[/color][/size]

[color=teal][size=1]These are exactly the like "I say a word, you say a word" games that were banned recently. And as fun as they are, it's SPAM all the way. Good effort, GothMog, but mods and admins probably won't keep this thread open. Ah well...:)[/color][/size]