RioLaskand

I am a huge RPG fan. The maiden voyage for me was Final Fantasy VI, which was definitely among the A-list for favorite RPGs of all time. The characters of FF VI were so engrossing, and you got to know every single one of them (depending on how many sidequests you did) from Locke's lost love, to Shadow's lost past, everything came together on the Falcon, and these diverse people were able to topple a madman, who represented a corporate and oppressive empire. It's always nice to see those guys get theirs. Although I love FF VI, the culmination of my gaming experience would have to be Xenogears. That game, quite simply, blew my mind. The religious, corporate, and character symbolism and irony completely blew me away. The end boss is the [spoiler] "god" of your world, and his minions are Seraphs.[/spoiler]. The love story of Fei and Elly, [spoiler] spanning so many generations[/spoiler] makes everything worth it. Gotta love threads like these. It allows us crusty old RPGers to relate our old RPGs, and new RPGers to put in their ideas for the new wave. It's good stuff

[b]Destructive Youth[/b] The light pierces my eyes as I flow through the crowd the cloak of hatred flashes across a face of dull and normalcy The building stands a monolith The structure sound infected with C4 placed by the hands of hate [i]These poor fools will pay derisive opposition to a brilliant mind will be their downfall No one listened no one ever listened... They will listen now.... as their bones crackle in the cinders Who will hear my voice now? The world will see my face The ideas will be brought to life by those who shunned them[/i] The cloak swishes, snapping and silently growling as the monolith, strong and talll ignites into fire burning bright making graves throughout the night [b]The Test[/b] The stifling air chokes the senses leaving thought to the wind A man of authority towers above me, saying, "Now, begin," My hands are entities as they weave a tapestry of sound, and light, and grace and none but him do hear A stutter, rends that tapestry asunder but my hands keep going repairing the lost parts The music flows onward, picking up pace the bow floats on air the fingers race I strike the final chord, my face flushed in sweat The last streams of music flit through the room He stays, dismissing my frame and says, "thank you, we will call you," and I leave not the same [b]She is Still There[/b] She was there, still unreachable but still she was there reaching for embrace, and I met her halfway We held together for a moment too long, she is unreachable, but not so much now for she is still here we are on the porch a breeze has kicked up, she stifles a cough because of it I should not be there the fates' detestable joke throw sickness at the opportune time but my mind cares not I will brave the invisible assault, because she is there, and nothing has changed, but it still feels right so why does nothing change? why am I still waiting for the chance to come when the heart on the ring is turned outward and the love will flow back in again So I can just wait and hope that it feels right once more OOC: Hope you all enjoy. Comments criticism are always helpful and very welcome

The light pierces my eyes as I flow through the crowd the cloak of hatred flashes across a face of dull and normalcy The building stands a monolith The structure sound infected with C4 placed by the hands of hate [i]These poor fools will pay derisive opposition to a brilliant mind will be their downfall No one listened no one ever listened... They will listen now.... as their bones crackle in the cinders Who will hear my voice now? The world will see my face The ideas will be brought to life by those who shunned them[/i] The cloak swishes, snapping and silently growling as the monolith, strong and talll ignites into fire burning bright making graves throughout the night

She smiles a smile a seductive glance melting my heart may it rest in peace her hair flicks back igniting her face the light glints off of a symmetric beauty a word, but a soft one traces my lips as I look in awe at the creature in my arms She smiles as she nuzzles her face to my skin it ignites with a flare of warmth and heat I slide my head down caress her hair silky strands flow through my tips A touch of my lips to fore of her head and I am asleep for all is calm

I am wow...Incredibly blown away by the vastness of this thread. I will post as much as I can find inspiration for. This is a little cheesy, but its right off the top of the head. enjoy She is there, A breath-taking sight I see her and can't talk, breathe, move what do I do? She smiles a smile, melting the dark to all that is good but what do I do? She glides, not walks to the place where I stand rooted in place, for I know not what to do she takes my hand, and uproots my feet my mouth tries to work, but that I can't do She talks in a dulcet, sweet and lilting I try to speak back the sound won't go through She giggles at my silence, reassuring my mind that all is well the thoughts come through love is expressed, gushing on forth she is flushed and amazed what can she do? We walk along in silence we stride, unspoken between us, our love is true

Kelsey- (warning, just one dirty word) I like her [i]She has a boyfriend[/i] And yet she leads me on Is she? or does she want me to follow to someting greater? Amazing girl The day could be raw, but her support soothes all woes I feel right, we have fun together [i]She has a boyfriend[/i] The obstacle to close all doors If she didn't? We could've gone to Homecoming, would we enjoy ourselves? I assume so We might get together again, and then...anything [i]She...has...a...boyfriend[/i] Why can't my emotions understand? Every strand of my being knowing that it cannot be done, and yet... something still needs to be She is water to my Tantalus such a sweet water that could complete my life, but recedes when I go to sip [i]She has a boyfriend[/i] but I don't care I still see her with that as a dark cloud Everything is so right! but for a detail Why can't I have been first? How does she feel? What the fuck do I do? I don't know She has a boyfriend... So what do I do? I may or may not post more, but this is good to start. Comments&Criticism always welcome

I'm in the mood to be eeevil Name: Agent Anderton Created: 11/12/2199 Specifics: Agent Anderton was created as a termination tool to deal with renegade programs, and those who rejected the program. He was recently assigned with Agent Johnson on specifically hunting down those who rejected the program Weapon of choice: Anderton specializes in light firearms, and martial arts weaponry, always giving himself a calculated advantage against the renegade programs, as they are potentially as deadly as he is, being written from similar programs. He always has a Glock 19, and twin daggers in his shoulder holsters. OOC: if there are any issues at all in my sign-up, I would be happy to change it. I realize that agents would most likely not have twin daggers, but if it would give them a calculated advantage, I think they would. After all, they think like machines ;). Hope this gets off the ground! Ja ne!

Mephismon materialized into the isolated area, and Malsek's blood ran cold. [i]He won't let us live this time[/i] "P-p-patamon?" he said in a shaky voice, "Can you fight?" Patamon nodded, and smiled reassuringly, "I'll fight till every bone in my body is broken! Malsek, I will protect you, and everyone else. Nothing will get past us, and we will survive!" Malsek's eyes, which had been slightly dank and dark since his injury, lit up again in a fervor of emotion. "Go kick his ass! Warp digivolve!" he screamed, thrusting his digivice at Patamon. The program David had installed worked immediately, blasting white light through Patamon. "Patamon warp digivolve to...Seraphimon!" the huge digimon flashed into being. Six golden wings glinted behind grayarmor that covered almost every inch of the Mega-level, stopped only by blue plates at its shoulders, elbows, and knees. A sash went down his front that had Japanese characters emblazened on it. "See, Malsek?" it spoke with a booming voice that chimed of a deep bronze bell, "We will be just fine," "Oh you will?" Mephismon smirked, "I beg to differ. Dark CLoud!" the blast rushed towards Seraphimon. A white light was being concentrated on the digimon's hand. "Hallowed knuckle!" he sliced through the energy blast, cancelling it out. "Very interesting trick!" Mephismon spoke, pausing for a second. [i]Patamon's right! We will win this one![/i] Malsek spoke, ignorant to the Source hidden behind Mephismon.

"Mikhail!" Ruby yelled again, "I need your help!" [i]We must fight, but Lady Devimon must get through. Now what do I do?[/i] he pondered for a split second, and came to his senses. "Devidramon, we are going! We have more pressing matters at hand," he turned his back to Ryoma, as if insulting him. Devidramon followed, but not before Ginryuumon had one more shot at him, "Armor-Piercing Blade!" Devidramon cried out as the attack slammed into his haunch, throwing him to the ground. He staggered back up, but he was very weak. "Devidramon, we have a mission. If we do not succeed, then our purpose in this life is worthless!" he climbed on Devidramon, and willed him forward. Somehow the digimon lifted himself in the air, floating haphazardly left and right, abused from the two different fights. He floated up to where Siaga was. She held her digivice in both hands, and the wind energy from her digivice blasted into the gate, but Lady Devimon was fading fast. "This better work, Siaga," he held out his own digivice alongside hers. The dark thunder from it crackled into the barrier, illuminating it with a pale purple glow. Lady Devimon came into sharper focus, turning from translucent to opaque, and finally pierced through the gate. As this happened, Devidramon gave way, and plummeted into the grass below, with Mikhail landing hard next to him. "You have done well, my partner. Our purpose is almost completed," he spoke to his fallen digimon, who had reverted back to Gazimon when he fell, "Now we wait, and watch,"

Malsek followed David without protest, although his ribs screamed for rest with every step he took. Patamon sensed his pain, and flew along side him, keeping a steady rhythmn of wingbeats as he hovered by his partner?s head. ?Malsek?? he said suddenly. ?Yeah?? Malsek winced and took in a sharp breath. ?Do you think this guy is too big for us? I mean, can we beat him?? he whispered low enough so that none of the other digidestined could hear his doubtful talk. ?I dunno, Patamon. I?m sure we wouldn?t?ve been chosen if someone didn?t think we could do the job. David seems to know what to do, as do Katt and Angel,? he glanced up at Angel, observing her for a split-second too long. She was still spacing out with her headphones, the strands of a punk song wafted into Malsek?s ears. He snapped out of the dreamlike state he was in, and looked back at Patamon. ?I?m sure we will find some way. We will know what to do, and if we don?t, we help each other through it!? Malsek said with fake confidence. In his mind, he was thinking the same thing; [I]How are we going to beat this guy? He threw our digimon around like ragdolls. I hope that David knows what he?s doing.[/i] He stepped again, but the pain that normally shot through him was less and less. ?Hey David! You are right! My ribs feel better already!? David didn?t respond, but continued to walk forward. ?Everyone, remember to stay on your guard. We don?t want to be attac-? the words were barely out of his mouth when a pack of Flymon dive-bombed them, ?****! Stay down!? he yelled as the Flymon let loose a barrage of stingers. Malsek dove out of the way, grabbing Patamon out of midair, and barely grazed by a stinger. He saw the other digimon glowing and growing already. ?Patamon, you know what to do!? Malsek pulled his digivice from his largest pocket, and pointed it at Patamon. White light shot at him. ?Got it! Patamon digivolve to...Angemon,? Once again the six-winged angel majestically rose to engage with the Flymon. ?Growlmon, attack!? David ordered as Growlmon sprang into action, launching himself into the air, and slicing through two of the attackers. ?Icemon, Aurora Bomb!? Icemon launched a powerful explosive, decimating one of the Flymon. ?Ankokumon,? the wolf-like digimon attacked with full force, taking care of two more Flymon. [i]Two more left. Angemon can take them down[/i] Malsek thought as Angemon yelled, ?Fists of Fate!? and pure energy blasted apart the rest of the digimon.

"Ryoma! You will not pass!" Mikhail descended on top of Devidramon. The tower flared larger amount of lights in the background. [i]Siaga, you had better hurry up. He will not be able to fight for long[/i] Mikhail thought as he heard Devidramon breathing heavily as he lowered him to the ground. The slash on his back had not closed yet, and he was still very weak, but refused to leave Mikhail's side. "Devidramon, his Ginryumon is at almost full strength. Are you sure you can hold him?" Devidramon simply snarled as he lunged for Ginryuumon. "Dark Gale!" He swiped his arms in a wide arc, and a dark shockwave flared at Ginryuumon. "Digimodify! Hyper Wing Activate!" Ryoma cried as he swiped a card through his digivice. Ginryuumonsprouted six shining wings and flew out of the way, the wave only slicing a few of his tail hairs. "Devidramon, take to the skies!" Mikhail called as Devidramon flitted silently, and matched altitudes with Gargomon. "Ginryuumon, outmaneuver him!" Mikhail read Ryoma's face, and could see that he saw what Mikhail knew; Devidramon winced with every wingbeat that kept him afloat. He also knew that Ginryuumon would outlast Devidramon in speed. [i]He must finish this fight quickly, or else Ryoma will see his weakness, and slowly pound at Devidramon[/i] "Devidramon, Attack with the fury of the gods!" he yelled in Russian. Devidramon understood immediately. "Crimson Claw!" he launched himself as fast as he could, seeming to be a blur in the eyes of the two tamers. Ginryuumon tried to dodge, but a glancing blow sliced across his side, leaving a shallow gash. Mikhail looked up at the tower, which was emmiting blinding lights. [i]Soon our destinies will be fulfilled.[/i] he silently told himself as he watched Devidramon recover for the next assault.

Devidramon floated silently, and Mikhail's eyes were assaulted with flashes of light as the Vilmon warped through the gate one after another. He saw Kuwagamon hovering around the gate, with Siaga on his back. She held her digivice out, and seemed to be acting as a catalyst for the warp gate. The amount of digimon coming through from the digital world doubled as three large streams of light pushed themselves through. [i]Those must be the keys, our purpose for being here.[/i] he thought to himself. "Mikhail...Someone is here. That digimon that attacked me," Devidramon snarled as they drew nearer to the tower. Mikhail was amazed that Devidramon could see or hear anything over the flapping and psychotic chattering of the Vilemon. "Well then, Devidramon, you may have your revenge. Set me down before you attack. You may need some help," he threw and caught his digivice idly in his hand, knowing that should the need arise, Ryoma and his partner would not be among the digidestined ranks very long.

Mikhail was immersed in the battle before him, but saw a silent exchange between Angel and Siaga. "She is attempting to break the barriers between the digital and real worlds, is she not?" he asked Angel he saw Siaga's form disappear into the night air, "That is why the sky breaks and the tower glows," Angel nodded only slightly, and continued her assault. "Devidramon! We are done here," he called to his partner, who obediently followed his voice. Mikhail ran into the shadows after Siaga, leaping onto his partner's back once more. [i]Let us see what she is doing. She may require help,[/i] he decided with quiet conviction as Devidramon glided silently after her, unseen by her eyes, but watching nonetheless.

Mikhail soared through the air on the back of Devidramon, freshly digivolved from their plane ride. His father had provided him with the family's private jet, not even glancing at his destination. Mikhail prefered it that way. "It appears some are quicker than others at following leads than us," he spoke japanese derisively in a thick Russian accent. Devidramon grunted in agreement, and flapped his wings silently, floating over the conflicted sky. They arrived at the glowing tower to find three tamers locked in a heated battle. A Kuwagamon had been downed by a Gatomon, and an Agumon was charging up an attack to wipe him out. Mikhail quickly observed the situation. [i]these fools are so impolite to attack a lady, but she is of no matter to me. I shall even out the playing field[/i] "Devidramon, have your way with the Agumon," "With pleasure," it growled menacingly, and swooped down on the scene below. In a liquid motion, Mikhail leaped from its back as it dove towards the Agumon. "Agumon, watch out!" the obviously American boy shouted, but his partner was not able to get out of the way fast enough. "Crimson Claw!" the attack threw the digimon off his feet. [i]That evens things up, now what shall I do with the others?[/i]

Shots pepper the turned soil, I can see, and yet I am blinded, by the blood and sorrow that stain the ground I tread, all the lives ending in my mind the mortars explode deafiningly loud breaking my peace, my weapon sings a song of death, using lead as its voice breaking flesh, tearing lives from the people like a selfish child, feeding its hunger for blood, and pain, and sorrow, the war ends, but the scars remain of a child that got its way Comments and Criticism always welcome in posts or PMs.

Does anyone else remember long ago with the "Big O" Incident? Some lady from Florida wrote this huge letter to either cartoon network, or to a news station about how "bad" Big O is. She put forth all these reasons, and basically bashed it for being like Batman! She said things like "Shady characters, guns blazing, tortured heroes," hmmm Bruce Wayne anyone? I think it's a bias towards Anime in general. My dad didn't like me watching anime when I was a kid because it was weird, and he still doesn't like it, refusing to even see it? He just takes a glance at FLCL, and walks away, scoffing that I would stay up late to watch this "trash" That is bias, and I believe it is unfair.

Malsek stood high above what looked like an alley. The rain that pelted the ground ran through him, not touching his etheral form. [I] It?s raining again...I hate rain[/i] He quietly observed the scene below. His house threw an eerie glow on the rain-streaked streets below. He sat down on the roof, and saw himself come out of the house. ?What do you mean you sent him alone? How could you do this? GET OUT OF OUR HOUSE! Find him, or you will never be welcome here again!? He recognized the voice of his mother, throwing words of hate at him that even she could not bear to hear. [I]He was just going to the school to get his bags. I thought he would be fine[/i] Malsek reminded himself. He floated on to watch his younger self sprint towards the school. When they got there, he saw his brother Yakuza surrounded by the Sharks, a school group notorious for their violence. ?Leave him alone!? the younger Malsek yelled, and rushed at the group, hoping to help his brother. Five of them caught him, and hit him in the back with a conceiled bat. His younger self fell unconscious. [I]There was nothing I could do...[/i] he pulled back invisible tears, for he knew what came next. The group descended on his brother, weapons menacing, ignoring his screams for help and mercy. He turned away, although haunted by the screams and sounds of his brother?s last night alive, floating, powerless to help them. [I] My parents never forgave me[/i] The tears finally came as he collapsed in a heap, sobbing over his dead brother from high above, a helpless observer. ?Why did you go? Why you? Why? Why? OW!? He snapped awake as Katt prodded his broken ribs. His eyes were still tearstained. ?Bad dream?? ?You might say that...? he winced as Katt wrapped his ribs around, pulling them together in a makeshift splint. ?Where?s Patamon?? ?Still unconscious,? David spoke, ?We have more pressing matters to attend to. We need to find the source,? ?Wha?? ?Don?t worry about it right now. Just next time, don?t trash talk a powerful digimon like that,? Angel told him in a cynical tone. ?I?ll remember that,? he cracked a smile. "We should probably stay here tonight. I don't think I can move much with these ribs," Malsek said to his comrades, wincing as he tried to get up. "I think he's right," Katt spoke up, "We should stay here and rest for a while,"

I'm dropping out. IO know I have not made any posts yet, so just make it so i died already, or just dont exist

Malsek rushed over to wake up Katt, but saw the blood trickling down, soaking her hair. ?Katt! KATT! Wake up!? He tried to shake her, but she would not wake. ?David! She?s not waking!? David was absorbed in watching the larger dragon-like digimon take on Mephismon. ?She will proably be alright. Get her behind a tree, or something,? [i]I don?t want to leave her here, but what if I make something worse by moving her?[/i] He decided to risk it, dragging her under the shade and cover of a large beech tree. Megidramon X let loose a screaming blast of energy as Mephismon unleashed his Dark Cloud, and the two clashed to make a growing ball of energy. Little by little Megidramon?s energy weakened as Mephismon gradually overpowered his blast, cackling with glee. ?You fools are so weak. What makes you think you can attempt to challenge my power?? Malsek, burning by the digimon?s words, stepped out from behind the birch tree. ?Why are we such fools? We fight for the safety of others, which you destroy without a second thought. What kind of a being are you? You are the fool, if you ask me. You think that because you are strong, you have the ability to attack those who people and digimon care about? I can?t believe you!? He shook with rage as the words cascaded out of his mouth, ?You will pay! For the pain you have caused my friends!? He glanced softly at Katt, Patamon, and Freezemon huddled under the tree, unconscious, ?You...Will...Pay!? His voice quivered with rage with each word uttered. ?Well now that is very touching,? Mephismon mocked as he sprayed a black mist from his mouth, throwing Malsek to the ground. ?Judging by your frail human form, I could suffocate you in five seconds. Those lungs of yours are not very strong, but I have other plans for you digidestined,? he released Malsek, who was flushed purple in the face, and unconscious from broken ribs. He turned back to Megidramon X. ?Ah yes, this one. You are quite powerful, so this should be most enjoyable. Dark Cloud!?

uhhh eternal? Tetsuo is not part of a gang. He was attacked by one. If you mean you joined the gang that attacked him, then nevermind. ja ne!

Name: Tetsuo Mitsugiki Gender: Male Alias: The Shogun Age: 32 Height/Weight: 5'3"/130 lbs Appearance Nationality/Race: Japanese Location: Kyoto Appearance: [url=http://darkstar-sifi.co.uk/images/action_figures/soul_caliber_action_figures/mitsurugi.jpg]Tetsuo[/url] Special Skills: A samurai who follows the ancient ways of the Hiten Mitsurugi Style of fighting. Deadly with a katana, he is also a deadly gunslinger, with one of the fastest draw times in the world. Weapon(s): A katana hand-crafted from his own hand that he made from the finest metal, and twin desert eagles bought from the black market with cyanide-tipped bullets Attitude: Peaceful and quiet, always contemplating, he has the focus of a knife, but when he is disturbed his peaceful concentration, he is very irritable, and not very fun to be around, as he will snap unnecessarily at people Bio: Abandoned by his parents on the steps of a shrine of Kyoto, he was found by the priest of the shrine. As he grew, he found that shrine life was not for him, and ran away from his home. He got into a fight with a local gang, and was beaten within an inch of his life before a wandering samurai scared the gang away. He was taken in by this man, and has spent his life perfecting the strange Hiten Mitsurugi Style. I hope this is alright. As always, if you dont like something, do not hesitate to be brutal, as I always like to make my chars the best I can. Ja ne!

Name: Hatake Kakashi Age: 6 Gender: Male Rank: Chuunin Village: Hidden Leaf Weapon: Kunai (single and double-edged), Shuriken, Summoning Contract, smokeballs Jutsu: 1. Shadow Clone Skill (Kage Bunshin no Jutsu): The skill that creates not just an illusion, but multiple real bodies of yourself. The strength of the clones is evenly distibuted among the user and every clone, making it impossible to disifer which is the original. Since these are real clones, unlike regular Bunshin no Jutsu, they can cause damage to an opponant. Once hit with an attack, the Kage Bunshin will disappear. This technique is a forbidden Jutsu, but is still known by many advanced Ninjas. 2. Tracking Fang Skill (Doton Tsuiga no Jutsu): A dog summoning Jutsu, these Ninja Dogs rise from the ground and attack their target by incapasitating him, leaving the victim open to more deadly attacks. These dogs can also be summoned individually for smaller jobs. 3. Lightning Edge/Cutter (Raikiri): Very powerful technique, it needs a huge amount of Chakra, so much that it is visible around the users hand. Once the hand has been charged with so much Chakra, it can be plunged into the enemy with a ferocious speed. The fist is usually aimed at the heart, where it would do the most damage. 4. Inner Decapitation Skill (Doton Shinjuu Zanshu no Jutsu): The user hides underground and grabs the legs of his/her victim, then pulls them under leaving their head above ground and vulnerable to a more deadly attack. Persona: Kakashi is very selfless in his actions, and he trains hard in everything, but so much comes natrually to him, it?s amazing he still has work ethic. He will always sacrifice himself in some way for his team, and never gives up hope on anything, sometimes trusting his fate to others. Looks: Kakashi has silver hair that sprouts up from behind his Hidden leaf headband. He has black (?) eyes and a pale complection. Kakashi wears the traditional Hidden Leaf Chuunin uniform. It consists of dark pants and jacket covered by a green vest. This vest has scroll pouches on the front which can hold up to six scrolls. And, the Shuriken holster is attached to the right leg by bandages. Bio: Kakashi is truely a talented 6-year old. He is currently the rank of chuunin, and one of the youngest become one! He grew up training and being carefully molded to become a perfect shinobi by Hokage 4th, who is currently his sensei. He has high hopes of reaching the Jounin level, and perhaps training high enough to become the next Hokage. If this is horrible, not true to him at all, or anything else like that, feel free to be brutal. I am not very good creating an extensive bio on a 6-year old, even if he happens to be ungodly good in ninjitsu. If any of you guys have anything to add, please do so. I would love to make it better. ja ne!

Maybe you could try [url=http://ca.geocities.com/digi_josied4/images/Goldramon.gif]Goldramon[/url] He is a holy dragon, and I used him as a biomerge for another RPG, so that might work for you.

?You heard the man, attack!? Katt yelled enthusiastically as her Freezemon lauched an icy blast at the menacing creature before them. He blocked it lazily, throwing the digimon aside. Katt ran to her partner?s side, trying to help him up. [i]Gotta do something![/i] Malsek?s brain screamed, but he stood frozen for a second. [i]Do something or we all die![/i] His body snapped back into action. ?Angemon!? he yelled to his partner, ?Use the strongest attack you can! Be careful though! You need to keep him away from David!? Angemon shot a glance at David working feverishly at his laptop, and made an almost unnoticable nod. ?Hey Ugly!? he called in a bellowing tone, ?Eat this! Fists of Destiny!? He brought his fists together, and unleashed a powerful blow barreling at the chest of Mephismon. It blocked it easily. ?Dark Cloud,? a rush of dark energy fired at Angemon. He twirled his staff until it was a blur, and the energy blasted him full on. The rod took a large part of the punishment, but he was fighting just to stay alive. Mephismon continued to fire the stream at him, not bothering to put his full power into it. ?Angemon! If it?s too much, get out of there! I?m not going to lose you!? Malsek cried. No sooner were the words out of his mouth when a blast of three flames came from Mephismon?s side. ?Howling Spirits!? A hole was blasted into the side of the distracted Mephismon as Kuramamon flew over Malsek?s head with liquid grace. Angel was not far behind. She looked up and cried, ?Malsek! Your digimon! Get him out of here!? Angemon fell to the ground, exhausted from fighting off the now-dissapated Dark Cloud. Malsek rushed over to him, but he had already devolved into Patamon. ?Thanks pal,? he whispered as he picked up the unconcious digimon, and rushed over to David?s side, hiding from the now-fighting pair of Mephismon and Kuramamon. ?You got anything yet?? ?I?m working on it. I think I should have something in about a minute,? he spoke half-heartedly, still furiously typing on the keyboard [i]He better find something soon, or else we are in trouble..[/i]. Malsek thought mournfully as he crouched behind a tree, Patamon bruised and broken in his arms.

I'm game, count me in Name: Mikhail Sabarochov Age: 15 Role: Negative Appearance: Short, but well-built for his size. Always wears baggy pants with ridiculous amounts of pockets and various T-shirts he has collected from his journeys. He has wavy, dirty-blonde hair that comes down to his ears, although it is usually hidden by a Black Adidas cap that he wears backwards, and emerald eyes hidden behind Hazel contact lenses. Attitude: Very distant, does not trust others easily, but does not like being alone. Does not make friends, but allies with people when he feels that they may prove useful to his cause. Country: Russia Bio: Mikhail has always been alone, mainly because his parents moved to another part of Russia for business, leaving him with his many caretaker?s, for he is rich. Materialistic things do not please him in the slightest because he has grown up around them. He has spent his life to finding an escape from this world, and has used all the resources his parents had to find it. While he is pampered at his home, he does not act it, and is cold towards everyone except those who know him well. When he found the Digital world, he saw it as an escape, and his friend was Gazimon, and he was easily swayed into the darker side of the digital world. Digivice/element: Thunder of Obscurity Digimon: Rookie: [url=http://ca.geocities.com/digi_josied4/images/Gazimon.gif]Gazimon[/url] Champion:[url=http://ca.geocities.com/digi_josied3/images/Devidramon2.jpg] Devidramon[/url] Ultimate: [url=http://cf.geocities.com/digi_josied5/images/Myotismon.gif]Myotismon[/url] Mega: [url=http://ca.geocities.com/digi_josied5/images/MaloMyotismon.gif]Malomyotismon[/url] Bio Merge: [url=http://cf.geocities.com/digi_josied5/images/Millenniumon.jpg]Milleniumon[/url] (If this is a problem I can change it Hope this is fine. The RPG looks to be a blast! ja ne!