Kitty

[COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1]I've tried mistletoe. Last year, in fact. It didn't work out very well, even though I did get a kiss or two in. But [i]definately[/i] not by the guys I [i]wanted[/i] to kiss. One was a friend of mine, who was kind enough to let me, lol. And the other was a guy in my math class that was trying to use mistletoe on my friend. I "got" him first, so we kissed and got laughed at for the rest of the school year. That's when I learned not to kiss classmates. >.>;; And I've had it used on me before, too. My ex-boyfriend tried it two year ago. But he got the wrong girl. I slapped him for that. XD[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1]Gaspernizzle, Gavynn! I've never heard of this book.. Damn. I really [i]don't[/i] get out much.. But anyway. You've sparked my interest, to put it simply. Even though I've never heard of it, your descriptions make it sound as if it'll be the next Star Wars (the FIRST trilogy...). And there are aliens and robots, too? Sounds awesome. I must read the book before I see the movie. Douglas Adams.. I remember hearing his name before. But for what reason (or when, for that matter) I have no clue. [B]National Treasure[/B]? You went to see.. [i]that[/i]? Tell me. Was it decent? Or as crappy as I think it is? And whaddya mean, "[B]DON'T PANIC[/B]"?! *starts to panic*[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1]"James began peeing himself". My goshums, Gavynn, you are teh genuisness. And that annoying, diseased squirrel. May I squish him? Please? He looks so squishable!! Sephiroth, huh? Who knew? Besides you, of course... (-.-; )[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1]I'm an outcast. I get talked to by four different people, one of which was a prep (I'm still not sure why she hangs out with me). My best friend is an outcast/loser. Or should I say "was". Now she's all preppy because of her boyfriend. Not that I mind him; hell no, he's cool. Her new attitude to impress him gets on my nerves. The other guy that talks to me is in band. So, recap. I'm an outcast, I've got an ex-preppy friend, a now preppy friend, another outcast friend, and a band geek friend. Damn. It's strange who I hang out with.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Rebecca Linne [B]Country of Origin:[/B] I was born in the US, moved to the UK for about six years, then moved back. I've been living here ever since. [B]Appearance:[/B] My eyes, I think, are a teal color. Others think they're grey or blue, or some even think they're purple. But me, I stick with teal. I never thought of myself as tall, but that's because my best friend is really tall, and I'm almost always hanging out with her. But I guess I am tall. 5'9" and a half. My hair's a golden brown color. Except I dyed my bangs blue a long time ago, and they usually drape across my face. [B]Biographical Description:[/B] "That was stupid," Tina muttered, shoving the shoplifted cigarettes into my pockets. "What the hell?" I protested, pulling them out faster than she could put them back in. My large overcoat hid almost my entire body. Except my feet. And my head. "You almost got us caught!" "But we don't need these!!" "Look.. If we're gonna get through the weekend [i]sane[/i], I suggest we just get something to calm us down. This family trip is going to be hell without 'em," she tried to reassure me. A blew my bangs off my face, just for them to come rushing back down. I just did it to give me a moment to think. "I told you: I don't smoke. And you said you'd quit." "Aww come ON Rebecca! Live a little!" "That's what you said when we got banned from the downtown mall." "But you said it was fun--" "I was running around in a CHICKEN suit! You think that was fun?!" "Hey! I was the cow! And you said--" "Forget what I said!" I interrupted. "It was embarrassing, and I still get hit on by the class clowns for that stupid thing. And.. I also got.." We were quiet. Some lady with her four year old in a cart were staring at us from the corner while waiting for the light to change. "I told you I was sorry for that! I didn't know your dad would go all insane on you. And it's not like my Grandma was very forgiving that night." Tina muttered, breaking our silence. "Yeah.. I know." We were silent again. The light changed and we walked across the street. Then we were hit. I don't remember what it felt like. I just remember laying crumpled on the ground next to Tina, scared that she might die. I was amazed that I didn't care about my own life. It was weird. I guess that happens to you when you hate yourself. I wanted to kill whoever it was that hit us. I just wanted to make him pay for nearly killing us. People were gathering around us, whispering as if they dreaded us hearing them. I heard several people shouting at others to call an ambulence. I looked over at my best friend and smiled. "Guess.. they won't be to.. angry at us this.. time.." I managed to spit out. She smiled back, but couldn't laugh. I watched her cough up a little blood before closing her eyes. Then I passed out, not to wake up for a month and a half.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[quote name='nogard']About the baby pokemon question, you are not completely right. Wynaut evolves into Wobbuffet at level 15. So, how can you have a quiz if you yourself do not know the right answer. :devil:[/quote] [COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1]Okay.. Um... If YOU'RE not going to answer.. o.O; To answer your question Takuya, in Pokemon Colisseum you start out with Umbreon and Espeon. Question: How many NEW pokemon appear in Ruby and Sapphire? EDIT: Sorry if anyone's upset that I "revived" this old thing.. >.

[COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1]Goombella: Damn that Mario's good lookin'.. And that butt. I could stare at that all... *sees audience* Um.. TATTLE! TATTLE! TATTLE!!![/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1]Kayla held her breath. And sure enough, her globe turned a royal blue color. She literally jumped for joy before being tackled by her younger brothers. "You did it!" they chanted. And then she saw her dad waving from the stands, on his way down to the stage. Kayla broke away from her brothers for a second and tapped Kira on the shoulder. "Huh?" she said, practically glowing. "You were right." "Oh! Yeah. I guess I was! Great job, Kayla." "You, too Kira," she smiled. Rei leaned over and waved at Kayla, happy to meet a friend of Kira's. She waved back then turned back to her brothers. "You guys owe me ice cream," she laughed. "Aww.." they all moaned. They had forgotten about their bet. A few moments later, her dad grabbed her from behind and gave her a hug, practically lifting her off the ground. She giggled as he put her down. "Ya did it, kiddo," he smiled, elbowing her. "Ow, dad. Don't do that." "Oh, sorry," he laughed. Her father was a big man. Not over-weight, but big. His beard made him look even more like a mountianeer. "Hey. Where's mom?" "She's still working. She couldn't leave today." "Yeah, but neither could you! You ditched!" called out her youngest brother. "Shh! Ya wanna get me caught?" he chuckled. "Will the winners please follow me? Sorry, family, unless you're a Blade Breaker, you have to stay out here," Jazzman shouted, standing at the entrance of an "Off-Limits" hallway. Kayla waved to her dad and brothers as they left back to the stands and followed Kira and the others. She noticed Kai walking behind her. She turned to look at him, still smiling wide from having nailed the spot she knew she had. He gave her an odd look before she turned away. She began smiling even wider. They entered the hallway and walked around so many twists and turns, Kayla could've sworn they were back at the entrance. "Here we are. The office of your team manager," Jazzman announced professionally, even though he knew he didn't have to. He opened the door and the five members of the new team and the five of the old (including Chief) walked in.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=Blue][B]Name:[/B] Rebecca Melee [B]Age:[/B] 29 [B]Gender:[/B] Female [B]Appearance:[/B] See attachment. Just put her in a uniform with a bunch of explosives. [B]Position:[/B] Explosives Expert [B]Weapons:[/B] Bombs, dynamite, and grenades always accessable. And her only non-explosive weapon, a magnum. (Capable of operating any and all rocket and grenade launchers, and, her personal favorite, bazookas.) [B]Bio:[/B] Rebecca, who joined the war at the age of 20, has a very big grudge against the Andriods. They've taken so much from her. Most she fights (and fails) to forget. At the young age of 21, at her birthday celebration, the andriods attacked her base at the time. They were brought down from the inside. Person by person, brick by brick, the entire base fell to the andriods' barrage. A total of 13, from the 2109 at the base, escaped alive. And only three of them were not captured for bait, questioning, and test subjects. Rebecca was one of those three. Her older brother, Mark, died three days later from major wounds and blood loss from the abdomen and left shoulder. She found out when she and her two survivor comrades reached the nearest base a week later. She made a small grave, burying the medal he had one in his first year of service, in the hospital grounds he died at. On a mission in her home town, she snuck away from her unit for only a half hour. And in that half hour, she arrived to her destroyed home, grabbed the only thing she could see that wasn't dead or destroyed, and returned to find her entire unit, along with three dispatched reinforcement units, devestated. No other survivors. The entire event, to this day, she has blamed on herself. What she had grabbed was a picture of her family. In the old days. The good days. When forced to become a specialty officer, she took her hobby of explosives to a profession. Her next mission: destroy a local center of andriod activity. She was given special permission to operate a tank. This mission was when she became best at what she did. Successful at infiltrating the base, her grenades blew out the control room and any andriods that came to stop her. After destroying its security, those in her unit recovered stolen documents. When all of her unit were evacuated, she blew it up with the tank. Those documents were retrieved by andriods when they destroyed that base two months later. Rebecca had been assigned to a new base a day earlier. At age 25, her third boyfriend went AWOL and was killed on a train to Fort Worth, Texas seven hours after she recieved his last letter. She never knew what happened to him, but since she hasn't heard from him since, she decided that he must've forgotten her or found someone else. She never speaks of him. Her next mission, she was assigned to bomb another andriod base by bomber jet. Being trained to fly government aircraft her first year, she did fairly well. Until she was confused by APA (Andriod Piloted Aircraft) into bombing three planes from her unit. The mission was a failure and they were forced to retreat. Seven, out of twelve planes dispatched, returned. At the age of 27, Rebecca became a mother. The father had died several months earlier. Her son, named Russell after his father, was put into the care of her sister in Glendale, California while she continued in the service. The last time she saw him was two months ago. Recently, that city was under a bomb seige. She has yet to hear back from her sister.[/COLOR] Hope that bio is good. I just put in a bunch of events that have happened to Rebecca. I'll edit in my picture and anything else that needs fixing later.[/SIZE]

[COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1]"Quiet," CT whispered to the moaning Ouja. "What's wrong with it?" Nick asked, sitting across from her in Will's room under the bridge. "There's nothing wrong with HIM. He's just not used to boats. He'd probably rather swim. But he'd never get there." Ouja growled to that comment before returning to his moaning. "Don't kick him!" CT called out, grabbing Nick's arm. "But that'll shut it up!" "No, it'll make him eat you then continue moaning! Don't try that again or back to the deck with you," she threatened. [i]This ore better be worth it..[/i] she thought to herself, glaring out the window. The waves were bad. Terrible. The boat's incessent rocking was driving her and her companion nearly insane. And Nick wasn't helping either. His constant questions and teasing Ouja had already snapped CT's last nerve. But throwing him overboard, she decided, would bite her in the ass quite soon. After all, he was Will's brother. But she could also use Ouja to take over the ship. She could throw them both overboard. While contemplating this new option, her attention drifted from Nick to daydreaming. Seeing this opportunity, Nick jumped off his seat and walked towards the still moaning Ouja. He held out his hand, but Ouja just stared. "Here, kitty kitty kitty," he chanted, nearing the panther. "Nick..." CT began, noticing the boy missing from across the table. "Nick! Don't-" But Ouja had already pounced on him. Nick was screaming and trying to wiggle his way out of the panther's paws, but to no avail. He was trapped. "Ouja! Don't you dare bite him! If you do, I'll throw you overboard!" she shouted, gripping his neck and trying to pull him off. Eventually, she did, leaving a stunned Nick on the floor and a seasick panther in her arms. "Ouja.. Why the hell did you go and do THAT?" she sighed, dragging him into the room's bedroom. She lay him on the bed and before shutting the door, turned to her ill company, and said, "You stay here. And I don't care if you get your hair all over the bed." With this, she shut the door and walked over to Nick, picking him up and placing him back on his couch. "That was.. scary.." he whispered, curling up in the corner. "I told you.." Then, over the speaker, Will's voice said, "I see an island. We'll stop there and check if that's the one. Too bad I left my maps back in town. Hehe." "You idiot," CT muttered, sighing again.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1]"When will they announce the 'winners'?" Kayla asked. "I'm not sure. Most of the big battles have already happened. You know, the kids that were trained personally and some really neat ones. Yours wasn't too bad, either. And there was this ONE kid who was merciless!" the man answered. "Um.. Thanks," she muttered, walking away. "No problem," he called after her, starting again on his sandwich. "I still don't know! Damn. I want to know if I made it or not already! I hate being patient," she complained while walking back from the concession stands. The man she had been talking to was on his lunch break. Then she remembered that she had forgotten her popcorn. "Great. Two bucks down the drain." Kayla was the shy type, so she didn't want to embarrass herself by going back for some food. People might think she's cheap, or something. But she shook it off. [i]Forget the food..[/i] she thought. "Ouch!" she whispered as a small boy ran over her feet. "I need to sit down." As she found a bench, she heard Jazzman call out for a few names. Hers was one of them. "Maybe they've..." she started before running towards the stage. When she arrived, Kayla's face was flushed pink from running from one side of the arena, around to the other just to get there in time. The others noticed and wondered if she was okay. The closest to her, Kira, asked, "Are you nervous? You shouldn't be. From us twelve, they've chosen five of us for the team." "I'm not nervous.." Kayla muttered, looking away. Kira giggled. Kayla turned to her. "What?" "I guess I made you nervous, huh? Sorry about that. I saw your beybattle. I bet you nailed a spot. Your name's Kayla, right?" She nodded. "Well.. I can't say anything more except 'Good luck'," Kira told her, smiling warmly. Kayla paused, then smiled back. [i]She isn't so bad,[/i] she thought, still smiling. "I'm sure you twelve know why you're up here?" Jazzman called happily. The bladers all nodded, just wanting to know who did or didn't make it.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[color=blue][size=1]Yes. It's me again. Now stop complaining you whiney bastards! >:^O Lol. Just kidding. But yeah, I've changed my avi/banner like.. three times in the past 12 hours, but I didn't like any of 'em.. 'cept my current ones.. I think I did OK on these. Nevermind that, though. Now I want YOU, great artists out there, to create an Invader Zim/GIR banner and avatar set. I'd really appreciate it, too. I don't have any good pics at the moment, and my internet is being a ***** so I can't get any. Soo... You'll have to find pics on your own. All I ask is this: Avatar: Just a piccy. Do whatevah with it. Banner: It has to have "Kitty" on it somewhere, peoples!! Thankies in advanced..ies.. O.o [color=#008080]I haven't been very good about enforcing this rule, but we ask that you place the topic of the banner in your thread name. Thanks! ^_^ -Syk3[/color][/size][/color]

[COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1]Boba Fett's random rants are hilarious. And the Zidargh meeting was great, too. I like the n00b natives the best, though. Poor Gav. Breaking your sexy black mage back must make it hard to be a sexy black mage. I await the next installment, and I expect nothing less than brilliance from you. :p[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=Blue][U]Actual Name[/U]: Rin Shikoshu [U]Actual Age[/U]: 16 [U]Username[/U]: Kitten [U]User Age[/U]: 18 [U]Level[/U]: 8 [U]Class[/U]: Custom Class-- [U]Swordsman[/U] (as if you didn't see it coming =P ) The name basically speaks for itself. Swordsman are very strong and agile with their weapon of choice: a sword. But even if they cling to the old style weapons, they do carry the occasional gun (but this is uncommon with devoted Swordsman). Their sword can be of any shape, weight, size, or "metal". It is the second strongest of all classes. [U]Stats[/U]: Swordsman Stats Strength- 10 Accuracy- 7 Intelligence- 5 Handywork- 2 Luck- 4 [U]User Appearance[/U]: [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/PicKitty/marianna2.jpg]Kitten's Piccy[/URL] [/COLOR] I hope that my description of "Swordsman" class was okay. [COLOR=DimGray]EDIT: Thanks Abbel for pointing out my stats thing. >.< If I calculated correctly, I should have a total of 28 out of 28 stat points.. right? EDIT 2: Found a good piccy, lol. EDIT 3: Damn I just get too many things wrong.. >_< I fixed my class so that "Kitten" can carry a gun, also.[/COLOR] [/SIZE]

[COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1][i]Clapping?[/i] Nikki thought, turning around. Of course, she hadn't expected it to relate to her at all, which it didn't, but she was wondering who else was battling. She hadn't been paying much attention to anything else except her battle. "Who's that?" she heard Josh ask. "Andrea." "She beat Glalie?... with a Pidgey? Boy, she's lucky." "Not luck," Nikki interupted, still looking back at Andrea's arena, "..just skill." Then she turned back to Josh. "Which is exactly why I'm going to win this battle." Her blank expression changed to a grin, which Josh responded to with a chuckle. He seemed to laugh at everything. "Aron!" she shouted suddenly, "Metal claw!" Aron reacted quickly, ensuring a hit. Makuhita stumbled after getting up. His low defense gave Aron quite a damaging attack. "Vital throw!" Josh countered excitedly. The hit did reach Aron, but he shook it off. "You thought that would actually do much damage? Aron's high defense makes up for his low stamina," Nikki nearly giggled. The battle was fun. She hadn't had fun all day, so this gave her a rush. "But just to make sure you won't hit again... Mud slap!" Aron jumped infront of the opponent and kicked up some dirt and rocks from the arena into its face. The Makuhita stumbled backwards, scratching at his dirt-covered eyes. "Uh.. Sand-attack!" Makuhita grabbed some dirt on the ground and flung it in a random direction. It missed Aron completely. "Finish it! Metal claw!" Unable to see much, the Makuhita couldn't evade as Josh called out for him to do so. The attack ended the third round. "We did it!" Nikki cheered, hopping up and down from the excitement. Aron ran around in circles happily after winning a battle. "You're happy, aren't you?" Josh teased after reassuring his fainted pokemon and returning it to its pokeball. Nikki, realizing that hopping wasn't something she "does", stopped quickly, her arms behind her back and the slightest bit of pink showing up on her cheeks. Josh began laughing. "What's so funny?!" she shouted in a huff. "You are." Nikki was startled. "Wait.. what do you mean I'M funny?!!" "You just are. The way you act and talk so tough, when really you're just a lonely little girl." "Don't you go psychoanalyzing me, jerk!" she shouted, turning an even brighter pink. He laughed again before sending out his last pokemon. "Mawile..? What the.." Nikki began. "Faint attack!" Josh called. [i]Oh no.. Mawile has to be over level 26 in order to learn that move.. My Aron's level is half that! That's a serious disadvantage..[/i] Nikki went over in her head. And worse, the attack hit dead on. Even if Aron's special defense was just as low as its stamina. If Mawile continued to use faint attack, Aron'd be toast. Nikki went over frantically in her head. "Should I...?" she began before hearing Josh call out another attack. "Vice grip, now!" Aron was caught in the strange mouth of Mawile's ear. Aron barely managed to wrigle itself out. "Now or never," Nikki whispered, "Iron tail!" Aron shone a steel silver as it lunged at its opponent. It leaped in the air before slamming down on Mawile. "It knows iron tail, huh? Didn't know you took advantage of TMs." "Well now you do," Nikki retorted. [i]If I can just win this before sending out Bagon.. Aron'll gain tons of experience.[/i] But to her dismay, Mawile's next attack ended with Aron having very little stamina left. She thought for a moment, then summoned it back in its ball. "Go, Bagon." "Changing pokemon..?" she heard Josh comment. She could tell he was going over her decision in his head. "Bagon! Headbutt!" she called. Bagon hit. Hard. Mawile flew backwards, stopped only by hitting one of the large clumps of rock scattered all over the mountainous arena. "Well, if you're going to play like THAT.." Josh laughed. As his last pokemon stood up, he called out his command. "Mawile. Ice beam!" He began laughing again. [i]Damn, he's jolly. Couldn't he knock it off for ONE second?[/i] Nikki thought to herself, seeing the blast hit Bagon. It held on. Barely. "Bagon! ..." she called out, seeing it struggle. [i]Damn it! He used a TM for that! This'll be tough..[/i] Then as she remembered something, she began laughing, too. "And why exactly are YOU so happy?" "I just remembered what I taught Bagon." "Oh?" Josh asked, raising an eyebrow. "And what did you teach Bagon?" "Flamethrower." And with that, Bagon let out a large stream of flames from its mouth, engulfing Mawile and knocking it out almost instantly. "I win," Nikki smiled, watching her Bagon glow for a moment. "Level 22, now. And Aron should be around 17 by now. What level was your Mawile?" "Mawile? Oh. 28," Josh said smiling, returning his pokemon. The referee for her match called out the results. "Nikki is the winner with two pokemon left." She noticed the others clapping for her as they looked her way. She smiled and her face flushed a bit pink. Josh walked over and congradulated her once more. "Well? Shall we go watch your friends?" Nikki was silent for a moment, then said, "Yeah. Lets go watch 'em." She smiled and laughed with Josh as they walked over to watch Andrea's battle.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1]"Why do all the nuts find this stuff," CT muttered, taking the ad from the wall. She was in a small fishing town right off the coast. There were taverns and fish shacks all over town and all the men, it seemed, had at least three tattoos that were visible with or without a shirt. Women hovered around the few markets that didn't sell only fish products and stared as CT walked by. Apparently, a girl with a black panther was something to stare at. But she was used to it. As a group of men with guns neared, she sent her companion into a nearby ally. No sense in making your only friend game for a bunch of boneheads. She read over the ad again and again, wondering if she should trust this "Jack" guy. [i]But... how would he have ore?[/i] she wondered. Suddenly, a kid, ten or eleven by the looks of him, ran right into her. "Hey!!" he whined, as if it was her fault. "Hey yourself, kid. Watch where you're going. You shouldn't be here," she told him, glaring back at a tattoed guy who was eyeing her. "Why should I listen to YOU? I live here!" "You live here?" CT asked him, looking back at the ad in her hand. "You, by any chance, know this guy here?" she asked, pointing to a name at the bottom of the paper. "Ol' Jack? Yeah I know 'im. That lyin' jerk owes my daddy money! An' a bunch of favors.. an' somethin' else.." the boy said, pondering the subject. "Hey.. Why you wanna know, lady?" "If I go do some stupid errand for this guy, he'll give me.." CT leaned down to the boy's ear, then whispered, "... dragon ore." The boy's eyes widened. "You're lookin' for THAT stuff! Why didn't you say so? Screw ol' Jack, I know someone else. An' HIM you can trust!" the boy said. Before leading her away, he asked, "What's your name?" "CT. You?" "Nick. Now com'on. Let's go," he began, grabbing her arm. But she held him back a second. "Hang on." And with that, she let out a whistle. Ouja, the panther that had been traveling with her for a long while, emerged from his hiding spot. "What the?!" Nick began, running off without her. "Hey wait!! What about.. the guy..? Damn it. And to think this'd be easy.." The black panther rubbed his head against her leg, as if he was asking if she wanted him to chase down the boy. "That's the last thing we need," she chuckled, walking down the street. [i]Now what am I going to do? I don't know who that guy Nick was talking about.. and maybe the kid was just tricking me. Yeah.. Probably,[/i] CT thought as she wandered down the now empty streets. "Jeez... Why's everyone so scared of a li'l cat?" Ouja let out a small growl. "Sorry. Didn't mean to call you little." "You there! Hold it!" she heard from behind. She turned to see Nick behind the leg of a tall young man. "Looking for ore are you?" he said walking up to Ouja and petting him. Nick was backed against a wall, staring wide eyed at the panther. "Don't worry, Nick. He won't bite," CT reassured him. "Com'on. Pet him," the man said. "Uh.. no thanks.." he said in a shaky voice. "Now. About that ore...uh..?" "Aha. Name's Will.. an' I got this letter that just might interest you.." he chuckled, pulling out a small piece of paper from his pocket and handing it to her. After reading it, CT shoved it in her bag. "You got a boat, Will?" she asked him. "Hehe. Follow me," he smiled.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1]To answer your question, you press A then B before you hit the ball. I've become obsessed with completing that damn thing.. But I'm stuck at painting [spoiler]Bowser and Bowser Jr.[/spoiler] Anyway, my favorite characters are Boo and Yoshi. Both are fast, so I feel they're easy to handle. Bowser's good, too, but everytime I'm doing singles, I manage to be on one side when my opponent hits the ball to another... It annoys me to no end.... DK and Diddy Kong are EVIL!! Well.. not really. But they're a HUMONGOUS pain in the *** in tournament mode.. And his special was cool at first, but after seeing it more than a million times in one match, I've gotten "over" it. My favorite special moves would be Yoshi's egg thingee [spoiler](where he changes colors)[/spoiler] and, when you unlock him, [spoiler]Paratroopa's thingee.[/spoiler] But yeah. That's basically it. Oh, and note that I've only had this game for about five days, so.. I'm no expert, to put it lightly. :sweat:[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Crystal (though she hates it when people call her that, so she tells them to call her CT) [B]Age:[/B] 19 [B]Gender:[/B] Female [B]Appearance:[/B] [I'll get back to that...] [B]Personality:[/B] Kind and gentle, but when angered, vicious and rude. Her sense of humor is quite odd. Known to laugh in, what others would think, the utmost inappropriate time. [B]Bio:[/B] CT never really appreciated her household. With an older brother and two younger sisters, she could never find any peace at home. She would often run into the nearby woods and play with her friends, many of which where boys. She grew up being known as the village prankster. But when CT turned 16, she settled down. She no longer ran around pranking or drinking or bullying. Instead, she concentrated on what she really enjoyed; writing. She began writing in a small diary she had been given when she was younger. In it, she wrote about stories she'd heard about dragons and ore, and what she really thought of it. Being bannished a year later for nearly killing a boy in an odd accident, she traveled through the woods to leave. She wasn't really upset about being bannished, though. She had never truly enjoyed it there. When she reached the end of the woods a month later, she ran into a panther. Frightened for what seemed to be the first time in a long while, she was too unnerved to think. As it backed away, she ran out into the wavy, green hills beyond the trees that she'd been in for so long. But she turned around to see it staring at her. CT called out to it and it rushed to her side. Startled, she jumped back a bit, but held out a hand. It didn't appear to be adult yet; it was quite small. It sniffed and licked her hand, then she pet it. They began walking down the path that led to the next town. [B]Animal:[/B] Black Panther [B]Animal's Name:[/B] Ouja [B]Animal Description:[/B] About adult size now, he is all black with the exception of an odd white tip on his tail. His eyes are mismatched in color, however, his right being green and his left being yellow. He is over-protective of CT, but otherwise is quite cuddly. He chases small animals around in the villages he and CT travel through, frightening the little things half to death, but he's just playing. When angered, he will let out a warning snarl, then literally roar as he chases down whoever it was that angered him. --- Oops.. Hope that bio isn't too long. ^__^;[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1]Whee! I beat the game yesterday! I played it constantly, even if only half an hour at a time. Each time, no matter how long I played, I'd somehow manage to find a boss. I guess I just played through it easy. For me..[/COLOR][/size] [SIZE=1][spoiler]For me, I like that blob-y thingee on the train best (besides the Shadow Queen, of course!). That little- or should I say BIG- thing came out of NOWHERE, which was what made it so fun. He was tricky (or was it a she?) because of its limbs. Those darn things would keep attacking my partners more than me, so I had to keep healing them so they wouldn't die (I didn't wanna fight alone!). Taking down the Shadow Queen, for me, only took one try. One try! That disappointed me, but she did put up quite a fight. My first partner was Goombette, using her "tattle" I managed to find out all her details and stuff. Then I kept Vivian out for the rest of the battle. Yes, she did die once, but one of my many Life Shrooms brought her back. Then she was down to 2 health by the time Shadow Queen took her true form. And before that healing sequence, Mario was down to 1 health!! But, as I said, that was right before the healing scene. ^__^;; Damn was I lucky, lol. After that, it was just Super Jump or Spring Jump and Fiery Jinx or Veil over and over and over again 'till she was down to zip. Yes, the stage thingees did take her down a bit (I think, in total, they got rid of about 24 of her health for me!), but in the end it was Mario that killed her off. And yes, digitalshadow, the Bowser fight was great. ^__^[/spoiler][/SIZE] [size=1][COLOR=Blue]Oh, and my Yoshi (which I named Skip after my cat) was orange. I wanted blue, though, lol.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1]Yesh, Gavin, stop laughing darkly >=^O OMG.. This story is teh sexah-nesh. Write more!! .. Pwease? And where's MY appearance, HUH!? Shy begged! And HE's gonna be included... so why not me? ;_; And one more thing. Syk3, PUT A BAG ON.. JEBUS! *walks off grumbling*[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1]Kayla watched the others who were trying out as they preparing to go infront of possibly the best team of BeyBladers ever. It was easy to see why they were nervous. And especially since three of them basically had their pick guarenteed. But Kayla didn't. She didn't know any of the old Blade Breakers. All she knew was her beyblade and herself. She'd just have to win the old fashion way: blowing away the competition. All the kids around were amatuers, no more than middle schoolers with either a big wallet or big mouth. Kayla was getting tired of hearing them all brag about how they'd be the next Tyson or the next Kai. Of course, Kayla had a soft spot for Kai. A quite large one, too, but she kept it secret. And because of her ability to keep quiet, nobody knew. Bladers went into the spotlights of the stadium to battle another randomly chosen blader, over and over again, and eachtime they came back with large smiling faces as if they knew that they had nailed one of those four spots. Kayla watched and noted each of their performances. They were all okay, except for the completely sloppy kids. Even they knew at that point that their chance was gone. Soon, after years of training, it was her turn to go up. The other three, Trey, Beth and Kira, she found out their names were, hadn't gone yet. But still, there was only one slot open and Kayla was determined to get that spot. "Can our next two bladers come out from the locker rooms?" she heard DJ Jazzman call. "Here goes," she whispered to herself, grabbing her beyblade tight. "I'd like you, the audience, to meet our next two contestants!" The crowd screamed and cheered, rooting the two on to give them a good show. "We have Kayla and Joshua!" More cheering. Kayla observed her opponent carefully as she took her stance infront of the Bey Dish. "Come on, Kerberous.. Don't let me down. I know you can do it.." she muttered to her beyblade as she hooked it on the launcher. Then DJ Jazzman started his countdown. "3... 2... 1... LET IT RIP!" Kayla and Joshua mimicked his shout in unison. "LET IT RIP!" they shouted, sending their blades spining ferociously into battle. Kayla planned to bring out her bit beast only if she couldn't win anyother way. No need to waste Kerberous's time, she thought. And, she noted, why waste her bit beast when Josh had none, other to impress the judges? But she was sure that she didn't need Kerberous to impress them. For only a few minutes the battle went on. Joshua's beyblade faired none to well against Kayla's experiance and bond to her beyblade. His ran, trying to dodge and manuever around Kerberous. But this game of tag wasn't going to impress anyone, so Kayla thought it best to end the match sooner rather than later. "Kerberous! Backspin!" she called out. And almost instantly, her blade stopped and began to slow, but it stayed spinning on its axis. Suddenly, it picked up its speed again and sped off in the other direction from Joshua's blade. Kerberous, instead of spinning right, was spinning left on its tip. This startled only the Blade Breakers since only their eyes could catch it. Suddenly, Kayla's blade blasted off to the right at an alarming speed, turning quickly enough to avoid flying out of the ring. Back at Josh's blade it practically flew, nailing it directly and stopping it on contact. As Kerberous returned to Kayla's hand, the attack ring fell off, then followed by the weight disk and eventually, it was just a bunch of parts. "Don't worry. You'll be able to put it back together," Kayla reassured him, not wanting him to worry about her having destroyed his beyblade. "But trust me, Joshua. Find another hobby." All was silent. The match had been over too quick. But as Kayla walked off to the locker room, she glanced at Kai, then heard the crowd practically explode with applause. She knew she had gotten that fourth spot on the team. She knew it and couldn't have been happier. But she did still want to see the other three soon-to-be teammates of hers fight. She wanted to know just how good they really were. Kayla grabbed a seat near the judges and waited patiently for Trey, Beth, and Kira to come up on stage. -- OOC: I hope that was a good first post. ^__^[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1][right][B]Name:[/B] Kayla Linn [B]Country:[/B] China [B]Age:[/B] 15 [B]Gender:[/B] Female [B]Personality:[/B] Kayla keeps to herself most of the time. Battling Beyblades was more of a hobby to her for quite a while, but lately it has become more than that. Even if she's quiet, Kayla would do whatever she wants. She's not afraid of what others think of her at all. When she has something to say, she'll say it. Some call her rude, but she likes to think of herself as painfully honest. The way she acts around others depends on what she thinks of them. Complete strangers she likes to "toy" with. When she battles, it's like she puts her entire self into the beyblade. She is no longer secluded and bored, but instead she's determined, outspoken, and eager. [B]Team:[/B] Um.. I'm not sure what it's name is, so I'll just say "Trail Team" (-.-; ) [B]Appearance:[/B] See attachment [B]Beyblade:[/B] Burning Kerberous [B]Stats:[/B] [U] Attack Ring[/U]-- **** -A * -D * -E [U] Weight Disk[/U]-- * -A * -D **** -E [U] Support Parts[/U]-- * -A - -D * -E [U]Blade Base[/U]-- * -A ** -D **** -E[/right][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1]"Alright. Who would care to go first?" Vito asked, smiling at Mamimi. She stuck her tongue out in response, but raised her hand with the others. "Nikki. You'll go up against Josh over there," Vito said to her, pointing to a blonde boy who looked a few years older than her. She was assigned to the mountain arena. She walked over before she could hear who and what the others got assigned to. "Hello. What's your name?" "Nikki." "Ah. I look forward to this Nikki," Josh smiled. Nikki shrugged as she released Trapinch from her arms. Josh tried to laugh it off, a little unnerved by her emotionless response. "Uh.. Three-on-three pokemon battle. No time limit and the first to either surrender or have all three pokemon faint loses." Nikki nodded. "Let's get this thing started, then," Josh smiled, sending out a small Tailow. [i]Great. Flying against ground. He's obviously researched my pokemon,[/i] Nikki thought, glancing at her Trapinch. [i]And the levels are similar. Trapinch is level 26 and Tailow is 25. This'll be tough.[/i] While she went over the statistics in her head, she showed no change in confidence. Josh was the first to attack. "Wing attack!" Nikki nudged her head a bit, then called out for Trapinch to dodge. It barely missed. Josh bit his lip. "Again!" Josh ordered. "Move it!" Trapinch managed to dodge it. "Dig," Nikki suggested, hoping her little scheme would work. And sure enough, Trapinch reemerged right beneath the confused Tailow. "Sand tomb!" Luckily, the attack buried the bird pokemon under piles of sand and rock. The first part of the battle was over. "One down, two to go." "Don't get too cocky, Nikki," Josh said happily, "It ain't over yet." "My, you're confident," Nikki retorted. Josh only chuckled, sending out his second pokemon. "A Makuhita?" Nikki asked quizzically. It looked too weak to face her pokemon. After all, it was only level 15. "Di-" "Quick, vital throw!" Josh interuppted. Nikki hesitated, making Trapinch hesitate. The attack hit dead on. Trapinch was sent flying towards Nikki. She managed to catch it before it flew to the ground. "You okay?" she muttered, knowing it was about to faint. "Return.." she said. She placed its pokeball on her belt, then sent out her second pokemon. Aron. "Lets see who wins the third round," Nikki shouted, her Aron stepping forward.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1]Tazz rubbed her head as she kneeled above the ground. "That was sudden," she mumbled. She hadn't reached the others before the ground came swirling up to grab her. "Now where'd they go?" she wondered, looking around. She was startled by the off-color surroundings. She then thought for a moment and realized she had been there before. Not as herself, but through the eyes of someone else. A dream being? Perhaps. But she shook it from her mind. Tazz felt no need to start believing in such things. Not yet. She stood up slowly, still unnerved by the sense of deja vu. "Come on. Where'd they go?" She let out a sigh of exasperation before walking off towards some bent trees. "Hello... welcome to the dream world...." she heard a voice say, making her jump. "What the... who are you?" The girl stayed silent. The two stood silently for several minutes it seemed until Tazz lost her pacience. "If you aren't going to say anything, I don't need to waste time waiting!" She only took a few steps before she heard the voice again. [i]Where are you going?[/i] "Away from her. I don't even know who she is and I'm tired of her. That a problem?" [i]No. But why leave? You should find as many humans and dream creatures to assist you.[/i] "Assist me with what, huh?! Answer that! And why won't you show yourself to me?!" she started shouting towards the sky. The girl behind her watched silently. In response to her outburst, a large tiger, who had come out of nowhere, started running towards her. Tazz stepped back, preparing to dodge it if it would attack her, but she bumped into the girl. She stepped forward into the tiger. "Are you the one who's been talking to me?" she asked reluctantly. [i]Yes.[/i] "Hey... Wait a minute. You're blue!" [i]Yes? I am supposed to be blue... aren't I?[/i] "Well, regular tigers are orange." [i]And I am blue while I should be orange?[/i] "Well... yeah." [i]Then I shall be orange.[/i] And like a puff of smoke, the tiger disappeared a second, then came back the next; its fur was now orange. "Woah! How'd you do that?" [i]We are in the dreaming. Anyone can do anything.[/i] "So.. say I wanted to be purple?" The tiger nodded. Tazz closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them to see her skin was purple. She laughed as she felt her now purple skin. It didn't feel any different. It was just.. purple. She did it again, returning her skin to its normal color, but her hair was a deep blue. "I might keep it like this," she chuckled, petting the tiger. "Oh wait. Why are you a talking tiger?" she asked, the question she had wanted to ask finally coming to mind. [i]Because I am of the dream. I cannot change my original form. But I can appear different. Oh. Hello Everburn.[/i] Tazz turned to the girl. She glared at the tiger. "Hello to you, TOO, Tangible." "Tangible? THAT's your name?" [i]No. But I prefer to be called it. It's my.. nickname, you could say.[/i] "Uh huh.. And you? You're 'Everburn', right?" Everburn nodded reluctantly, still glaring at Tangible. [i]Guess she didn't want to be introduced just yet..[/i] Tazz thought to herself, glancing at the girl. Then, she saw a few shapes several yards away. She shouted to them, waving. [i]I hope they see me.[/i] Tangible walked over to her side while Everburn disappeared back into the shadows.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1]All the way towards Yutarin, Kitzume thought of the message from the mystery sender. Why had they wanted her to get rid of the sword? Why did they trust her to succeed at getting rid of it? What did it all mean? She scratched her head, then winced as a small pain went through her head. Kitzume flew faster and faster, a small ringing in her ears getting louder as she went. Then it became unbearable, but only for a second. And then it disappeared. Her first thought: Alex. "He must've died.. Our connenction's gone.. Finally." She laughed, then continued on her way. She landed soon. Right before the Mystic hideout. "They must've been warned. They're almost all gone," she whispered, noticing the quiet. But she busted down the doors anyway, only to be greeted by a solumn Yutarin. "Hello, fellow Dea-" "No. Not anymore. We must be disbanned." "Wow. You changed your mind quickly," Kitzume practically giggled. "You came here to kill everyone of the Mystic, did you not?" "Well.. I probably would have IF they had bugged me. I actually came here for something else." "And that would be..?" Yutarin asked, raising an eyebrow and his grip on the Aracana Sword tightning. "I came here because I was sent here. Not sure who, but they must be powerful to be able to communicate the way they did. They want me to destroy your sword but-" "I shall not allow it." "I didn't think you would. But look, I-" "Well, while you have your little 'mission', I cannot let you see it through. And more importantly, you must quit the Dead-" Yutarin interupted again. "LOOK!" Kitzume shouted, silencing Yutarin finally. "I wasn't gonna do anything to your precious sword. I gave it a thought, but decided against it on my flight over here. What I want to know now is if you'll help me destroy the Crimson and Mystic." Yutarin was quiet. Not because he didn't know what to say; he knew, of course, that he would not agree to such violence. What confused him was what Kitzume's reasoning was and who had told her to destroy his sword. Finally, he opened his mouth. "I won't allow you to kill any Mystic. As for the Crimson, they are mine." "Ah. Kinda thought so. But that's not exactly what I meant. Killing 'em would be fine. But I don't have to do that. I could just disband them, an' I'd be happy. Ya know, make sure they don't get in my way anymore. Our way." "Our way?" "Yes. Our way. Dead Moon's w-" "There won't be a Dead Moon, Kitzume. I know what I said earlier," he added, seeing her reaction,".. but its existance will only further the trouble." "What trouble? Wait a minute. This is all about your Mystic girlfriend, isn't it?" Yutarin, for the first time Kitzume had ever seen, turned a faint red. "It is! I knew it! Ha! To believe I tried to kill her once." With that statement, Yutarin held the Arcana Sword, or Staff, in front of her, in a position that with one swing, could terribly wound her. "Sorry, sorry! I only did it when I was working with the Crimson. I still got that car they gave me. It's somewhere in the city. I should go find it.." she started muttering. Yutarin withdrew his weapon from its threatening position. Kitzume continued smiling, waiting to see what he would say. "I am going to do whatever it takes to protect Leya." "Then let me help." Yutarin was stunned. "Why?" he asked, not trusting her for such an odd decision for her character. "You are Dead Moon, and always will be. As am I. Alex, too, was a fellow brother. But he is dead now. He brought it upon himself, to be honest. But you.. You have never done anything that has made me question my trust for you. I will not let you or anyone else forget that the Dead Moon do, indeed, exist and always will as long as you and I are alive. But that does not mean I cannot help out the Mystic. I don't have a grudge against them. Why shouldn't I want to help?" "Because you are known to have the taste for blood, no matter who's it is," Yutarin said, laughing to his own surprise. Kitzume did not laugh. "Let me help you, Yutarin. Brother. Dead Moon." Yutarin paused, then nodded. "Do not attack any of the Mystic. And if you so much as touch a hair on Leya's head in a violent way, I will slice you to bits." Kitzume nodded quietly, stunning Yutarin. She was not one known to agree to anyone's rules. Something must've changed in her, he thought, but of what reason he could not be sure. "What do we do first?" she asked him with an blank face. "We find Crimson.. and kill them and their leader." "Sounds fun. And what about the Mystic? Any of them coming along?" "No. We can't... I won't risk their lives." "Still worried 'bout your little girlfriend?" Kitzume teased, nudging him as she jumped and hovered in front of him. The faint red returned to his face as he walked by her. Kitzume laughed, then flew after him. [i]I won't destroy that sword.. It won't help me, or anyone else. 'Cept, of course, the weirdo who told me to destroy it. I wonder who it was...?[/i] Kitzume thought, floating alongside Yutarin as they headed towards their first Crimson victims. Yutarin could hear her thoughts, but did not let her know that he was listening. It calmed him to know she was true to her word.[/SIZE][/COLOR]