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Seph, you'll probably end up having to pick a winner..... 'cause I know I'm not going to concede, and I doubt Sabir will. *scratches head* Oh yeah, *honks* -------------------------------------------------------------------- [I]When the smoke cleared, Sabir's left arm and side were badly burnt from the wave. Craig stood, arms extended, breathing heavily. They stared at each other coldly. Sabir: You'll pay for that....... Craig: Oh, I don't think so. I'm still paying you back for all the blood I've lost with your cannibulistick ritual. Craig straightened up, and his black aura exploded around him, lightning flickering viciously around it. Sabir and Craig launched at each other, and both struck with a vicious kick. Their legs smacked against each other's, and snapped backwards. Then they started attacking in a blind fury again. After some time, Sabir connected with a kick to Craig's hip. Craig leaned to the side, but used that momentum to spin round and hit Sabir with a vicious roundhouse kick to the cheek.[/I]

[I]Raiden picked up the small tray and looked at it side on. After a short time he put it back down. Raiden: I think it's safe to say you'll never dunk anyone's head in this excuse for a bowl........... *sighs* For some reason I wanna go back in...... Sala: Why?! Atleast you saf...... well, moderately safe here. Raiden: Yeah, but fighting the agents are half the fun of it........ it's a kick that you'll never get in this shoddy half assed world. Plus, the holes are all gone..... and you can actually look half decent...... Sala: Oh, thanks very much.... Raiden: Huh? Oh....... sorry. Sala: Don't give it a second thought, I wouldn't go into the matrix if I could. Raiden: I'd go in just to watch Star Wars again.........[/I]

[I]Craig suddenly relaxed his muscles, and closed his eyes. He out his hand over his neck, and kept it there. Other than that,he stopped moving. Sabir stared at him strangely for a moment, then she launched forward, and threw a punch, stopping it a centimetre from Craig's face. Still Craig did not move. Andrew: What's wrond.... why isn't he fighting back, is he mocking her? Neil: No fool....... he's losing concentration from the wound, and he's trying to seal it up. He can't very well fight if he passes out from blood loss. Craig let out a low moan. Blood ran down from under his hand, down his neck, onto his chest. His teeth were gritted, and suddenly his hand started glowing. The glow transferred onto the blood, and it followed the trail down onto his chest. When all the blood was glowing, it absorbed into his skin. Craig opened his eyes, emotionless as they were, they seemed to show pain. He removed his hand...... the wound was gone, but the pain was still there. He brought his hand down to his side, and yelled at the top of his lungs, as his black aura exploded around him, and his power started increasing greatly. Lightning started to flicker around his aura. Craig: Your gonna be bummed when I tell you about the diseases in my blood aren't you? Sabir: GAH!?! Craig: Hahahaha........ so foolish. Craig lunged forward suddenly, and drove his knee into Sabir's gut. She leaned forward, gasping for air, and he grippied her throat. She started pummeling him relentlessely in the chest area, and he was knocked back, releasing the grip on her throat. He shook it off, then flew back at her, and they started sparring furiosly again. [/I]

[I]Ralvenar slowly unsheathed his sword. It sparkled in the fire light, and slowly but surely the cold steel was revealed, with a black scorpion embedded near the hand guard. He checked both sides quickly, before sheathing it once more. Zain: That's a two handed sword....... isn't it? Ralvenar: Yes, indeed it is. The Biggoron at the top of the mountain crafted it for me, he wondered why i wanted such a small knife for..... Lymous: Heheh, he's a fine craftsman. Ralvenar then lifted his bow from his back, and pricked the strong with his finger. It gave a light twang, and then stopped. Ralvenar nodded, then put the bow back on his ........ back. Ralvenar: I am ready whenever you are. Oh, thanks again for feeding my wolves.... I could not have asked for better hospitality in my breif stay at your house. Zain: Don't mention it...... well, lets get moving.[/I]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by rocket power [/i] [B]Well, you're not the coolest **** either SS trunks; bleh, such an un-original Screen Name. The three guards entered the room, Ak's pointed sternly infront of their faces. Craig watched, kneeling down on a rafter above. The guards slowly inspected the room. One of them passed directly below Craig. Craig leapt into the air, and corkscrewed, drawing a ninja star, he threw it, and it hit the guard in the back of the head, piercing his skull, into his brain. The guard fell to the floor silently, and Craig landed without a sound behind a crate. Man, that was the crappiest writing I ever read. There was no flow, it kind of clunked together like your mom. :blush: But since Foredaddy doesn't care, I guess there is no harm. Yes, in order to post in this topic you [i]must[/i] know how to be an ***! Damn, you could've at least asked nicely! It seems you are surrounded in arrogance, and think just because you are better at RPGing it gives you more rights. So next time, be nice... [/B][/QUOTE] Your a funny guy Rocket Power....... you really are. You make a complete *** out of yourself, prove you can't roleplay, so then you get a new name and try to offend me. Nice move, you sad lonely little girl. And just so you know, assholes like you will NEVER tell me what to do. James has already put you in your place, and quite rightly so....... And no doubt you have seen foredaddy's post, if you've bothered to take your head out of his *** for a moment (or your own, if indeed you are foredaddy) and THAT is shoddy RPGing. Also, it seems you've tried to defend Foredaddy, but I hope you know that your so idiotic, that you called him an ***. So in short, go get a life little girl, because no-one here cares what you think. Oh, and have a nice day... :) PS, thanks James.

[I]Craig: I hear they're making dolls based on the X-series.... 'course that's just a rumour. Prince: Hmm...... that'd be interesting to see....... Drake: I hear that! Suddenly, Craig adjusted a screw on his beam glaive, and it powered up. Craig: It lives!!! My greatest work is completed!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 Craig looked about to see everyone else starting at him, with a freaked out look on their faces. Craig: Eheh............. heh............. *lowers head* Well, I'm gonna get this thing installed into my Gundam's mem. banks, then I'm gonna go train some. Craig ran up to the iron grid catwalk, and went to the laptop infront of his Gundam. He typed in a few keys, and a huge magnet claw came down and picked up the beam glaive. Soon it was fitted onto the holster on Scorpion's back. Craig: Now I can go practice....... I'll leave the gtling gun here...... I don't need it, plus it's not completed yet. With that, Craig got into the cockpit of Scorpion, and prepared to take off.[/I]

[I]Craig was busy working on Scorpion's back. He glanced over to see what was going on......... he saw Prince walking away from........ her. Craig: Oh great......... just great. Now my stalker has decided to join the party. Craig quickly turned back to his work. He had nearly finished welding an appropriate pack for the beam glaive. He put back on the welding mask, and lit up the torch again. Sparks statred shooting from the back of Scorpion, as he began to weld again. ~Several hours later~ Craig had finally finished the pack for the beam glaive. He went back down to the hanger floor and started helping the orb complete the actual beam glaive. It was almost half was finished now.... and his Gatling gun was about 2 hours away from finishing the modifications. Craig struggled to keep his eyes open, and he looked groggily at his watch. Craig: Crap...... I've been working for 20 hours straight. Craig suddenly noticed that he appeared to be the only one left in the hanger. The room suddenly seemed very deserted to him. He shook off his tiredness, and continued to work on the beam glaive. ~The next morning~ Prince came out early to the hanger, where Craig was still busy at work. He approached Craig, drinking a hot cup of cocoa, with another mug in his other hand. Prince: Pulled an all nighter huh? Craigjumped in shock at Prince's arrival. He felt so slothful..... and slowly turned to Prince. Craig: I......... I guess so. Prince: Heh...... here dude, take this. Prince held out the other mug of cocoa. Craig took it gladly, and took a drink. Craig: Thanks dude...... Prince: No problem. With that, Prince went over to Cossack, a Drake entered the room, followed by Anima. Craig signalled a slight greeting to them, before continuing n his work.[/I]

[I]Outside a small cave North of the Goron Village, sat a man, his hair drenched, and his clothes soaked...... but regardless of the rain, the small kindle infront of him continued to burn brightly, as is the mystic shaman had some empowerment over it. The man turned and looked up at the depressed sky, and he slowly sniffed the air. He turned back to the fire, and stared deep into it's embered glow. ???: The wind's........ again they change. Suddenly, a raven broke through the fog line, soaring majestically. He circled the mountain peak once, then swooped silently, landing gracefullly on the man's shoulder. The man closed his eyes, and the Raven's head turned to face his. Soon the man opened his eyes again. ???: Thank you my friend........ I know now what is needed of me. Now I see why the winds change. My services are required. The man slowly climbed to his feet. He held out his hand towards the kindle, and it smote out instantly. He closed his eyes, and crossed his hands over his chest. There he stood neutrally for several seconds. His eyes snapped open suddenly, and he eld his hands out infront of his chest. The raven left the man's shoulders, and circled about him. Three wolves suddenly came out from the nearby cave, and stood near to the smoted fire. A red aura surrounded the shaman, and then....... he began to change. His back immediately arched forward, and the wollen shaul over his shoulders spread into fur that covered his whole body. The two thick straps on his shoulders dissapeared, but his trousers remained. His fingers extended, and huge claws sprouted from all his digits. His nose and mouth startedpulling outwards into a snout, as his eyes slitted into thinnder oval's, and turned black, a white pupil the only source of light in them. Then, a tail started sprouting from above his rectom, and came down to his knees. Soon, grey fur covered his whole body, and his metabolism had changed somewhat to that of a wolf. The shaman was in his warewolf state. The warewolf looked about and sniffed the air intentively, as his wolves joined him at his side. Suddenly he crouched down more, pressing on the ground lightly with his knuckles. in an instant, he leapt forward off te cliff face, his wolves and raven joining almost instantaneously afterwards. The pack, led by the mysterious shaman, moved with incredible agility, dexterity, and speed. In an instant, they had sped down the mountain, and stood on the edge of Hyrule field, at the base of the steps to Kakiriko villlage. The pack started speeding along Hyrule field, the pack so light footed, that their paws didn't sink into the heavy mud. The shaman ran on his feet, and his knuckles. They soon passed Lon lon ranch, and leapt the small fence there, then the shaman picked up speed, as the entrance to Lake Hylia came into view. Again the wolves and Raven responded instantly, and sped up also. The pack then leat the two fences leading into Lake Hylia. The shaman stopped for a moment at the site of the houses. He sniffed the air and the ground, then launched into a run again, having decided where to go. Soon he appeared infront of a house with a brown thatched roof, and an elegant brass knocker on the door. The shaman took human form again, looking exactly as he did before he transformed, as he gave three heavy knocks on the brass knocker. There was a breif silence, then slowly the door opened. A man stood there with long black hair. ???: Greetings......... Zain. Zain: Huh? Who are you??? ???: May I please come inside, my animals need shelter from the wet, and all will be explained then. Zain: I suppose.............. Zain opened the door wide enough for the man to enter. Thr raven rested upon his shoulder as he entered, and his wolves, who were amazingly as dry as the man was, followed him inside. Zain directed the man to a seat, and the wolves all surrounded the freplace. Zain: Now.......... you are you, and what do you want? ???: My apologies for the hostile welcome. My name is Ralvenar...... I am a Druid who dwells in a cave near the Goron village. In short, I have come to offer my assistance in your journey. Zain: How do you.... know about that? Ralvenar: This bird is more than just a decoration for my shoulder. He sees more than most men can. All I am ofering is my assistance..... I require nothing in return.[/I]

LOL!!! Me tone it down? I ask you Seph, to read over the fight. If you notice, not even in ONE of Raiha's posts have I got a punch in, whereas in my posts she gets almost as many attacks in as me. Notice when I used my attack, she seals up the wound and fights as if nothing has happened, whereas I now have a gaping wound in my chest from her attack. Everyone knows how I normally fight, and if I wasn't fighting against someone who self proclaimed near Invincible, then I could fight like I normally do. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- [I]Craig lied in a heap on rocks and stones in the crater. He slowly opened his eyes, and blinked a few times. He could only see a ring of fire above him. Craig: The hell?? Craig shook his head in short sharp movements, coming to his senses finally. Above he saw Sabir charging up an attack. Craig: Oh.... this is just peachy. Suddenly, the fire ring began to move steadily towards him. He shuffled, moving the rocks off his body. Craig: Ah crap............. Craig coiled up, then barged into the side of the crater just as the Firering was about to hit. He travelled into the very ground under the arena. A huge mushroom cloud of snoke bellowed out from the crater..... Craig could neither be seen nor sensed. Suddenly, the ring started to rumble slightly, and small rocks started to rise shakily from the floor. Suddenly a large blue beam shot straight from the floor, a few feet from where Sabir was. She turned to it, and suddenly Craig appeared behind her, several new cuts and sores covering his body. Craig quickly snapped his arm forward, delivering an open side palm chop to the back of Sabir's neck. She was knocked forward several feet, clutching her neck. She turned swiftly and fired a beam. Craig quicjly went into a spinning motion and deflected it. He stopped spinning, only to be greeted by Sabir's boot. She hit him hard in the chest, right in his open wound. He leaned forward, gritting his teeth, and clutching his chest, while at the same time trying to stop blood from spewing out of his mouth. He let out a groan, then unexpectiedly went nuts. He started attacking Raiha revegingly with his left arm and two legs. After some time, Craig managed to catch Sabir with a vicious backhand to the side of the jaw. Her head snapped sidewards violently, blood flying from her mouth. She slowly turned back to face Craig, as she wiped the blood from her mouth. Craig's eyes narrowed, as he continued to clutch his chest. His aura suddenly formed around him, as he launched forward with a flurry of kicks, attacking at very accurate and very fast speeds.[/I]

~Several hours later~ Craig was well on the way to completing his Beam Glaive. He had been working non stop with 2 repair orbs, and had already formed the titanium plates into the shape he needed. Now he started the work on the circuitry and the power supply. He went down to the weapons cache, and loaded two of the newest beam sabre's onto a small van, he then proceeded to drive them back to the Titanium. He removed the power cells from the beam sabre's, and put them into recharge packs on the floor next to Scorpion. Then he took the converter from one of the beam sabre's, he planned to use this for his glaive. He left the glaive to the orbs. Craig then went up onto the iron grid catwalk infront of Scorpion again. He went over to the laptop, and started inputting it with data about two handed weapons detail. He also started recharging the beam sabre's using the generator at Scopion's feet. Then, he went 'round to Scorpion's spine, he would have to built some kind of holster to hold the glaive. He used the support ropes from the ceiling, and absailed down to Scorpion's back, where he began working on making a holster for the glaive.

Damn newbies, damn damn newbies. Anime Goddess........ what the hell are you upto? You have completely broken all the rules of this RPG before even posting in it.......... what an idiot. Keep out of this RPG, and all my RPG's anime Godess, and stop taking those pills, they're obviously not helping you. (That goes for you to Blaze, stay out)

[I]Links are not allowed. LINKS ARE NOT ALLOWED. [B]LINKS ARE NOT ALLOWED[/B] How many times must you newbie's be told... *Closed*[/I]

[I]Craig walked along the iron grid catwalk, stopping infront of Scorpion. He leapt over the small gap into the cockpit. he leant down by the side of his chair, there was a small locker type door there. He pulled a key out from his pocket and opened the door. All that was inside were two huge wires connected to each other by sockets. He disconnected them, and inspected the left one. Craig: Thought so...... it's overheated, I need a new one to hold more current. Craig looked up to see a repair orb also looking at the socket. A small blinking light went off by it's lense, then suddenly he flew off. Craig chuckled for a moment, then leapt back across the gap to the catwalk. He sat down by the laptop that was connected to his Gundam. Craig was busy at the laptop for some time afterwards. He removed the Glating gun from the left forearm, the left hand was slightly mangled. Craig: Crap, I told them it needed a bigger cooling pack. Soon, the repair orb that had gone away had returned.... and it had a 100 amp socket with it. Craig: Whoa, Prince wans't lying about those things. Another orb soon came along, and started working on Scorpion's left hand. Craig then had the tail removed...... and had it placed on the hanger floor next to the gatling gun. Craig then left the repair orbs to their work, and climbed down to the hanger floor. He approached the Gatling gun, and went inside through the opening that Scorpion's arm usually was. He felt the handle, it was scolding hot. Craig: I'll need a way bigger cooling pack......... actually I'd better make that 2. And if I'm gonna do that..... I'll need to make the ammo pack biger, which means I can get more bullet storage while I'm at it..... which also means I'll have to strengthen the left arm. Craig then went over to Scorpion's tail. He walked along it, a puzzled look on his face. Craig: A ha! I can get it to extend and retract....... but that way I have to keep it fused to Scorpion.... because it'll rip Scorpion's arm clean off if I tried to use it then, the arm wouldn't be strong enough to hold it.......... which means I need another weapon....... one I can use in one hand, and two hands when my Gatling ammo runs out. I should ask Prince for some help....... Craig started heading over to Gundam Cossaxk, where Prince was busily working. Craig: Hey Prince...... I'm looking for a light weapon, close combat.... can be used in one or two hands, a good melee type weapon. Prince: Hmm.......... well, how about a Beam Glaive? Craig: You mean the thing that Shenlong Gundam had? Prince: Yeah.... it's pretty light, you can use it in one or two hands, and it's possible to store it in a recharge pack on your back, being as you don't have any wings. Craig: Hmm..... yeah, that'll be great. Thanks dude..... but ugh...... have you got any blueprints for it, or perhaps have a model of your own? Prince: I don't have one, but I got the blueprints........ it's quite hard to built, and it takes quite a lot of training to master using it. Craig: Just as well I'm one hell of a mechanic and a very quick learner. Suddenly, one of the repair orbs came along with a copy of the Beam Glaive blueprints. Craig looked at them pleasingly. Craig: Well...... it'll take me about two days to built if I work non-stop, with the help of one or two orbs........ and a nice large pile of reinforced titanium alloy. Prince: I got loads of titanium, various densities....... over in that room points to a large room over to the left. Craig: Okay, thanks Prince. Prince: Don't mention it......[/I]

[I]Craig fell to one knee, clutching his bleeding chest, staring at the ground for a moment. He let out a low moan, then slowly climbed back to his feet. He continued to stare at the ground, suddenly he looked up. The arrogant look had dissapeared from his eyes...... he portraid a completely calm look.......there was no emotion in his face at all. He removed his hand from the wound. It was still open, but blood no longer poured from it. His aura suddenly appeared, burning brightly around him. He brought hi hands up infront of his face, and one by one, cracked his knuckles. Suddenly he dissapeared. Sabir looked around edgily...... suddenly she felt a power surge. She turned, tosee a beam beckoning towards her. She leapt backwards, avoiding the beam as it slammed into the arena, dust and ash bellowing out. Sabir turned, and saw Craig, left hand recoiled back. He lunged forward, his fist snapping into Sabir's jaw. She flew limply across the ring, and crashed onto the ring floor, skidding along, until she finally came to a halt, surrounded by buckled pieces of the arena. Sabir sat up very groggily, trying to regain control of herself. Out of nowhere Craig dropped from the sky atamazing speed, slamming both feet into her chest, knocking her deep into the ground. Craig backflipped out of the small, new crater, and landed lightly on his feet. his aura shorted out, and he crossed his arms. Craig: Hurry up and get out of the damned hole, I don't have all day.[/I]

That's it :twitch: I've had all I can take :twitch: Blaze.... or Forte, whatever...... your style of RPGing hasnot changed at all. :twitch: I gave you a chance....... to prove yourself......... :twitch: and you failed. NOW *Points to the door* I Don't Want To See You In Any Of My RPG's [B]EVER AGAIN![/B] Oh, and have a nice day.... :) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Craig started heading for the kitchen........ and suddenly stopped dead. He turned, and ran down the hall towards the docking bay. Prince: Hey, where you goin'? Craig: Heh, I forgot to report back to the colony about what you're doing....... we don't want to get shot down now do we? Prince: Heh, I guess not........ Hey, you don't seem to be as effected by the cold as Drake........ where are you from? Craig: I'm from Wales........... it doens't get as much snow as Russia, but it's just as cold. The door to the dockin bay slid open, and Craig entered. Scorpion, BlackWing, and the damaged Cossack Gundam's were all standing side by side, scaffolding supporting them all, so the pilot could get around them and do repairs etc. Craig climbed down onto the scaffold that supported Scorpion. He rapelled down a pole to the level of his cockpit, and he jumped in. He pressed a comm. button on the side of the panel, and then pressed a few other buttons. The Colony communication tower sentry came up on screen. Craig: This Cruiser is not hostile..... the pilot if friendly, he just wishes to get some supplies from the Colony. Colony sentry: Understood. Craig climbed bak up the scaffolding, and went back through the air tight door. He went back through some corridors, through the village, into the kitchen, where Drake was already busy eating.

Name: Craig Hayter Status: Unknown Possessions: A Katana with a Scorpion rune embedded into it. Bio: A shinobi of right, Craig is excellent is the arts of stealth and combat. He reflexes and agility are impeccable. However, this does not lie in his training alone. He is believed to be a vampire. His eyes are pure white, and he has a pair of fangs...... but it is not clear whether he is a vampire or not. Any friends know enough not to ask him, and enemies don't usually live long enough to ask him.

Well said Neil! I knew one of us was bound to do something like this.........

Well said Neil! I knew one of us was bound to do something like this.........

[I]On the broken down, fear shodden streets of New Orleans, a huge gang war has erupted. Several fierce gangs battle for supremacy: The Demos, led by a man known as Apoc... The Dracos, led by a man known as Bullet... The Daggers, led by a man known as Warhawk... The Dragons, led by a man known as Crypt... The gangs fight throughout the day on the streets...... the common law abiders are too afraid to leave their houses most of the time, and they have gotten used to the sound of gunshots all through the day, and murders are a part of life to them. The authorities try as they may, but are hardly able to contain them widespread gang crime that has suddenly erupted. However, the gang lords themselves are quite friendly towards each other, and like to stage competitions between their gangs. They place large bets on Street Races, and Underground boxing matches, as well as other things. Ofcourse, these things need to be funded, and so boosting cars, drug dealing, and stealing became part of the gangs activities. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Here's what you need in your profiles: Name: Alias: Age: Height: Car: (For street racing, and gettin' about town in) Weapons: (One Gun, and a close combat weapon please) Field of Expertise: (Within the gang, such things as Sniper, theif, Bomb Expert, gettaway driver) Appearence: Personality: ----------------------------------------------------------------- The reason that "Gang" is not in the bio, is because I may only use 2 of the gangs, depending on how many people sign up..... and also, I shall decide what gang everyone goes in, so there are even numbers in each gang -------------------------------------------------------------- Name: Craig Hayter Alias: Scorpion Age: 22 Height: 6'2" Car: Jaguar XJ-220 (Silver-Metallic in colour) Weapons: Desert Eagle .50 + Flick Knife Field of Expertice: Bomb Expert. Appearence: Hazel eyes. Has a Black Bandana on his forehead, and scruffy brown hair (like Ryu from Street Fighter). He has a sleeveless denim jacket over a white T-shirt, and Blue ripped jeans. He has big black boots, fingerless gloves, a Biohazard tatoo on his upper right arm, and a big Scorpion tatoo on his back, and a snake tatoo that wraps around his left arm, from the shoulder to the hand, the snake head on Craig's fist. Personality: Arrogant, always stands up for his gang, extremely fast behind the wheels of his car. He gets pissed off very easily, and is quick to rush into a fight. He is one of his bosses favorite's for using in races and boxing matches.[/I]

Ugh, Andrew, the EMP they let off at Shadow Moses was used specifically to knock out all Stealth Suits. Your's wouldn't be working after that. ---------------------------------------------------------------- The three guards entered the room, Ak's pointed sternly infront of their faces. Craig watched, kneeling down on a rafter above. The guards slowly inspected the room. One of them passed directly below Craig. Craig leapt into the air, and corkscrewed, drawing a ninja star, he threw it, and it hit the guard in the back of the head, piercing his skull, into his brain. The guard fell to the floor silently, and Craig landed without a sound behind a crate. Craig looked out, a guard was approaching his location. This was the one that had to make reports.Craig gripped the top of the crate, and pulling himself up quickly, he flew into the air, up onto the rafter's. He leapt at full spring to the rafter at the other end of the room, drawing his Katana as he did so. The other guard was in the middle of the room, checking a vent. Craig front flipped through the rafter's, holding his Katana above his head, pointing it towards the ground. As he landed the katana drove fiercly into the guards back. The guard chocked, as blood poured out from his mouth. His eyes bulged in pain and shock, and he fell to the floor with a thud. Craig lept towards the door, and ,anded behind a crate just before the reporting guard turned 'round to where he was. Craig sheathed his Katana again, and swiftly moved out of the room.

Blaze, whether or not you actually are Forte..... you are startin' to get a hellava lot like him. Your posts remind me of him so much it's uncanny, and you have no right to speak to Spikey like that. Anyway, your on your last chance, Forte or not. As I clearly said to Neil, no frickin cloaking devices. Also, I never landed on Earth, I would have made it way more dramatic than that. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ [I]Scorpion glided along, drawing ever closer to Earth. Craig was inside, busily checking the fuel, and making sure the parts weren't overheating, when suddenly he got a message from his colony. Colony: Craig, a large craft is approaching the colony, he's not too far from you, check it out. Craig: Ugh...... fair enough. Craig turned suddenly and blasted off, everyone whoc was trying to trace him lost him in an instant. Everyone trying to follow him lost all track of him...... Craig: Hmm........ lets see what we got here. A freight carrier.... Russian. Craig's engines issued huge jets of flame as he let off a canister of NOS. He flew along at amazing speed. Soon he had caught up with the Carrier. He could see it in the distance. Soon the pilot tried to make contact with him. Prince: My name is Prince, captain of the Leningrad Cruiser. Identify yourself... I don't wish you any hostility. This is a... Social call. Craig: I am a soldier from space colony XX2-Y87..... what business have you with my colony? Prince: I am low on supplies......... that's all. Craig: I se............ wha? Another Gundam......... Suddenly, a Black Gundam appeared from behind the port wall of the cruiser. Scorpion raised his Gatling gun. Drake: Whoa...... slow down, I'm not in the mood to kick your *** today! Craig:............. Drake??? Drake: Your not as stupid as you look eh? Craig: So what *******'s crazy enough to give you a Gundam?[/I]

Ugh..... the term cross - dressers comes to mind *closes eyes and shakes head* Name: Craig Hayter Age: 28 Sex: Mu-st..... av-oi-d.. ch-eap...... Au-stin...... Pow-ers.... Joke. MALE! Phew *wipes sweat from brow* Appearance: Has long brown hair, hazel eyes. He has a huge snake tatoo on his chest, that goes round his back a couple'a times. He has a Biohazard tatoo on his left upperarm, and a Scorpion tatoo on his fist. he wears black puck trousers with a chain from the front to the back, and a white Vest. He also wears a black leather trenchocat. Bio: Works as a bodyguard in the world of organisad crime. He often participtes in underground boxing matches and street fights. Because of his winnigs as an illegal fighter, he has quite a big house, all to himself.

Wel, now you know why I didn't mention Flash. Neil is also a good RPGer, I am more than aware of that. But Spikey still has to prove himself to me. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ [I]Scorpion glided along elegantly through space. Inside, Craig slept peacefully. Suddenly, a large red light in the corner of the cockpit started bleeping, and a siren sounded. Craig: Wha-- *rubs eyes* What is it now? Craig looked at the Infrared rader....... nothing. He changed it to thermal view...... nothing. Craig: Oh... don't tell me it's got a bug... not now....... Wait a sec..... Craig changed the radar to normal outside view. There he saw Earth not far off in the distance. Craig smiled, he was finally going to return..... home. Craig: So much for the bug......... but the area around the atmosphere is going to be heavily guarded..... no doubt they've heard about my antics. Oh well, it's just bad luck for them if they run into me. Suddenly, Scorpion was approached by a small Transport. Scorpion raised his Gatling gun at the ship, but it flew straight past him. Craig: Well he wasn't with the G.E.L that's for sure, his transport is too small for a team of Mech's........ and even they aren't stupid enough to build transports for one Mech. No, there's a Gundam in that cargo........ I'd bet my life on it. Suddenly, the comm. screen lit up with static. Someone was trying to communicate, but jammed the up link so he couldn't be seen. ???: Identify yourself! Craig: *Thinking*God..... will every conversation I have start like that? *Speaking* I can't do that my friend........ but if I'm right about you, then I'm sure we'll see each other 'round........ comrade. Scorpion suddenly turned and blasted off towards Earth, leaving the Transport in his dust. ???: Did he............ know my identity? He couldn't have. And then the small transport turned and flew away from Earth, the pilot having reciprocating thoughts of the Gundam pilot saying"comrade.[/I]

I'm gonna try a new race.... if it's not acceptale I'll change it. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- [I]Name: Ralvenar Race: Druid Age: 30 Location: He lives in a hut near to the Goron Village, up on top of the mountain who's name I cannot remember. Description: He has long brown hair, hazel eyes. He has brown cow skin trousers that go into two thick strap type things over his shoulders. Over his strap type things he has a shaul of thick wool. He has big black boots, and think wool trims them. Inventory: 1) Deku Sticks 2) Deku nuts 3) Bomb bag (holds 15 bombs) 4) Long bow (used mainly for hunting) 5) Quiver (Holds 20 arrows) 6) A dagger (uses it for the jobs normally assigned to a macheti) 7) Bottle (Lon lon milk) 8) Bottle (Fairy) Weapon: Two - Handed sword Spell 1: Warewolf (transforms into a warewolf for a limited time. This gives him advanced speed, stamina, and also heightened senses. He can sustain this for no longer than 5 minutes) Spell 2: Summon Wolf (He summons upto 3 Wolves to attack enemies, or do recon work.... something of that nature. He can communicate perfectly with them. Once summoned, they stay by him until they die, or he sends them away) Spell 3: Scorpion (His most deadly spell [which he hasn't learned yet, and won't for a very long time] he takes upon the characteristics of a Scorpion, only at human size. He acquires pincer, and a deadly tail, and 4 more legs. Once learned, he will only be able to sustain this for 3 minutes) Name of Fairy (if you have one): He doesn't have a fairy, instead he has a Raven which takes on basically the same job as a fairy, because he can communicate with it.[/I]

Dude, a post can never be too big. But I am pleased with that post. Keep them at that quality, both of you. Make them as long and as detailed as you can.