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[B][size=1][color=darkred] Is anyone on the boards a fan of DJ or Turntable music? Or is it just me? There are several out there and if you conisider yourself at all to be a hip hop or techno fan, you should check out people like The Invisbl Skratch Piklz, Cut Chemist, Babu, DJ Q*Bert, Mixmaster Mike, DJ Krush, or Dan The Automator. All of them are brilliant and have different styles and personalities in their music. No two DJs are the same, if you like the genre, lets discuss your favs or even if you like it.[/color][/size][/B]

[B][SIZE=1] It is a known fact, that every animal has its natural enemy. And that is no exception with humanity. For ever since the begging of humanity, there has been vampires as there natural enemy. Vampires always had the upper hand. The early humans had no defence against them and had no clue what there weaknesses were. That is, until the introduction of Christianity. The vampires finally had a weakness, The Blessing of the Christian Preists. A bloody war began as the vampires fought against the Christians, but for years, the Christians lacked numbers as Christianity wasn't a popular relegion. The vampires countiued there slaughters and hunting for many years to come...... Then he came...King Charlemaine of the Franks. King Charlemain popularized christianity among Europe, there for increasing the numbers of the Christian vampire slayers. And so the war began again, and this time, the vampires didn't come on top. For years, small wars waged agaisnt the vampires and the human slayer guilds. But the humans still lacked the vampires physical ability. Then a new invention came...The Fire arm. This is what the humans needed. The battles became even bloodier and now the playing feild was leveled slightely. The wars countiued for hundreds of years...... Organizations were formed with the advancment of civilization. The queen of England, Elizabeth, formed together with the monarchs of the other European countires to create a mutual alliance of warriors to combat hostile vampires, hoping to minimize the casualties and form a peaceful world with the vampires. They called themselves "The Alliance of Vampiric Defense". A more velegant organization was formed by devote slayers who's family line was filled with slayers. They were called the "Lowendove Brotherhood", named after their founder, Father Alistair Lownedove, a powerful vampire slayer and Chatolic Arch Preist to the Holy Vatican of the Roman Catholic Church. They were formed to completely terminate the race known as Vampire with any force necessary. Then there was the organization for purely vampires. Called the "Councel of Vampiric Alligance". They were formed to defend vampires and insure that they have blood and defense from the Lowendove Brotherhood. They are not a hostile organization, peaceful, but will kill and slaughter humans in the event of a blood shortage, in which they receive from the AVD. For years, these Organizations have been in progress. The main threat being the war between the Lownedove and the CVA. The AVD have acted as peace keepers, although the Lowendove look down upon them for the use of Vampire agents. And so the war is more lop-sided. But recentely the streets have been painted with blood. Blood of the AVD, CVA, and Lowedove. The perpertraitors are unknown. But there is something organized is in the works. Then they got a letter.... [I]"We, the Organization of Vampire Dominance, are the ones who have shed the blood. We are the ones that killed you soldiers, for our cause. The cause of Vampires place at the top of the chain! Too take our place as the dominant species and race. We shall not lose. We shall be triumphant in our cause! And so beware. You will all die or disperse as a new era of Earth comes. The era of the VAMPIRES!"[/I] And now the war countiues, but with a new party. A new enemy. Things have turned for the worse as more blood shall be spilt on the battlefeild on the streets of London. God save humanity.... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The organizations: The AVD are the neutral good guys. They have vampires, humans, and genetically altered humans as their agents. The Lowendove are a organzation of super slayers. They are the bad guys that fight thinking they are the good guys. They have technology of genetic inhancment that allows them to reach the same level of physical ability as the vampires. The CVA are not evil, but not good. They do not mass murder and try for peace, but often times find themselves killing humans for blood and lust of killing. The OVD are rebels. Rag tag, but somewhat organized, and very strong in numbers. They are the primary bad guys of the story along with the Lowendove. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [U]Sign Ups[/U] Name: Alias: if any Race: Species: Age: (Humans may be a bit old, but the genetic technology has only been in existance for a short while, so not too old.) Gender: Allaince: (no humans in the CVA or OVD, vice versa with Lowendove) Weapon: (two max, no exception and be creative. Original) Personality: Bio: (make it good, and long.) I will sign up later. You will be accepted depending on your sign up, so make it good. And follow the rules of the Adventure Arena to the DOT! [/B][/SIZE]]

[B][SIZE=1] Geist laid on an unfolded captains chair as the crew piloted and cleaned up the ship. He didn't care how the ships condition was really. It was just a way of travel, most of the fighting he did was inside the Matrix, and so he really didn't see much of the ship, outside of eating and going between missions. In the chair he humbly read his favorite book, "The Art of War", that was printed off a program, which was the book inside the Matrix. It was writted before its creation, the MAtrix that is, and so it ws one of the few true forms of literature left. He stopped his readingand saw how frantic the crew was. They were rushing from job to job, and multitasking. A humble smile spread across his face. [/B][/SIZE]

[B][SIZE=1] Well, like I said, I would love to play an RPG in real world, like D&D. But they don't have the freedom of Online ones, which I participate in very often. I'm into the more action oriented, but I'm not into the whole medievil Wizards and Warriors thing. Are there any RPGs like that? [/B][/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=red][B] OOC: Okay, to clear everything up, me, Ruby, and Clyde are in New July. She found me, Vash, in a bar, I told her I knew somehting about Vash, although I am Vash, in a drunken haze, and she doesn't know that I am him. And so the story goes, She bought me a hotel in return for the info.[/COLOR] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ IC: 8 Hours later...... Minami and Clyde layed in two chairs, snoring. Minami was drooling down her cheek and Clyde had his eyes rolled back in his head were he fell asleep with his eyes open. Slowly, Clyde fell out his seat and onto the floor. Suddenly, he jumped, "Hands up!" he yelled with his gun in his hand. Quickly Minami jumped up with her gun aswell. Suddenly, both of their attentions were caught by note slid under the door. "What the....." Clyde said, picking it up. He unfolded the note and began reading, " 'I was known as the devil in the red coat, now I'm the man in the blue coat, but I will forever be known as......." Clyde read down and dropped the note, grabbed his uns, and ran down stairs. Minami watched him the entire time. She heard a feirce, "Were the hell did he go!?" The owner voice came up, "Oh, I don't know. I saw im leaving to the west, so probably New Augusta." Suddenly, loud foot steps accompanied. Minami reached down and skimmed threw the letter, she then read the bottom, wide eyed, she ran down stairs to follow Clyde to New Augusta. The letter slowly hit the ground with the small gust of wind. It landed on the floor, revealing the bottom, signed large and flowery: [SIZE=3] VASH THE STAMPEDE :D [/SIZE] ________________________________________________ The smiely is there because that was what Vash would probably put next to his signature.[/B][/SIZE]

[B][SIZE=1] I know what you mean, Queen Asuka. When I was around, say, eight, I RPGed Dragon Ball Z with my little brother, Nick, and my freinds Dan, Lewis, and my other freind who sounded just like Krillin when Freiza killed him, but I cannot remeber his name (remeber, I'm in the military, then I would go threw freinds like socks). I would always be Vegata, an they would be whomever. And we'd pretend fight each other in our front yards.. Other fun-time pretend games we would play was Pokemon and Resident Evil (my freinds had obsessed with the game and I read the stratedgy guide. So I was inept.) Imberessing? Yes. Life changing? No. Nothing but imaginative appetite came from that. But, now I am able to create RPGs of my own on the OBs because of those faithful, yet imberresing days. As for RPG, like D&D. Never. I would love too, but I don't know who to play with or how, or even get the materials.[/B][/SIZE]

[B][SIZE=1] *cough*belongingundamlounge*cough* I don't see why so many anime fans can talk hours about a certain fictional character, that they say they dispize, but just can't stop discussing. (Thanks Jay and Silent Bob for that!) I don't hate Relena, the character, but I don't like the Series, so I can't comment fully. But what I've seen from Relena, your right, and the fans are confusing. They say they want something new, fresh, and realistic for the femal anime character, they get it, and they hate it. So, I guess its just locked away in the mind of the indivdual fans. [/B][/SIZE]

[B][SIZE=1] Yep, she is finally relizing that you will be better to her and appreciate her more than the Boyfreind. Good luck, have faith, and like I said, hope for the best, which seems to be coming. [/B][/SIZE]

[B][SIZE=1] Well, I guess you need some Yakuza Name: Hattori Hanzo Codename: Okinawan Bio: Born on the Island of Okinawa, owned by Japan, Hanzo soon became adapt in the Okinawan native art of Kara-te (empty hand), his late father being a retired instructor. Soon, he moved to Japan's main island, and into Tokyo where he attened college, just barely paying for it with money earned from teaching Kara-te classes on campus. It was a dim exsistence for Hanzo, he would od anything for money. One day the Yakuza came to him, after seeing that he was strong, but better off dead. Knowing that this was a prime target, they asked him to join, telling him "We'll be your family..." Hanzo had nothing to lose at the time, and so he agreed.... Now Hanzo enjoys his life. Not a very good guy, but not exactly evil. He runs the Yakuza transportation ring from South American transport ring. This time he slipt up by trusting the Cuban's, and not 'insuring their loyalty', or in other words threatining their lives. It was his mistake, now he had to clean it all up. He got him self into shape, got his team in order. And now he was ready to right his wrongs. Personality: Bright, optomistic, and doesn't like killing men withot reason. When he is exicuting traitors, he fights them, and even allows them a weapon, but it is usually used against them. He is a strange man, but he is effective none the less, and so he is trusted highly by his "Family" as he trusts them... or so it seems. Description: 5'11"/165 IBS. Hanzo is not to tall or short, but he i s well built and muscular. He has a dark complexion, typical of an Okinawan. His hair is short, and off-spiked forward. He wears a pair of round sunglasses and crisp, sharp suit on any mission, which is suprisingly, easy to move in for him. His face is sharp, distinct, and multi-facited to the mood he is in. Weapon: Kara-te, Tae Kwon Do, and Escrima formualted with the art of Jeet Kune Do as Hanzo's own brand of self expression. The only weapons he uses are a pair of tonfa's (nightsticks), tucked away in his belt. [/B][/SIZE]

[B][SIZE=1] Michael eyeballed the man, Whist, acquardly. He didn't know if he were to trust him because the virus could enter wounds, but still, the Virus would have taken him over by now, so it would be okay. "Aey, mate. My name is Mike Bloode, Mauri Warrior!" Michael said with a cheery smile. The man looked up at him him with a smirk and a raised eybrow. "Mauri? You don't look it. Your light skinned..." "Half australian. Came here for school, but obviously, class is out." "Yeah." Whist said with a smile..... [/B][/SIZE]

[B][SIZE=1]Bloodsin, you wouldn't understand this if thats your attitude. You need to lighten up and be a little more optomistic. Now, Rio, this is a very good story and I have been in a similiar situation before. I suggest that you keep into content with her. Be her freind. Since she knows how you feel, she probably knows that you want her to break up with her boyfreind. She might be holding onto him because of guilt, due to the car accedent. I have doen something like that too. Let things play out, be her freind, and hope for the best, thats all I can say.[/B][/SIZE]

[B][SIZE=1] Wow, you took that idea apart, didn't you, Dagger? But your right. (Except for the CN part. - Cowboy Bebop, Trigun, Ruroini Kenshin, and as you mentioned, InuYasha and Sailor Moon.) There are several more, including Silent Mobius, where the male characters are actually weaker than the female's , FLCL ( you gotta admit that Haruko kicks some A'.), and .hack, in which Mimiru, the blue haired girl (I obviously don't follow the series) and Tsukasa (who said he thought he was a she). For just about every 3 male characters, there is an anime based on females. And you have to admit, most of Cartoon Network's shows are aimed at 10 year old boys. Thats why they run Adult Swim, to remedy that in some way. [/B][/SIZE]

[B][SIZE=1] Oooh, lots of ladies! :D ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Name: Hattori Hanzo Age:16 Description:[url]http://www.animeshrine.com/gallery.php?series=warofgenesis&image=19[/url] Weapons: Vast Knowledge of martial arts, which in turn is his life in full. He does not like the use of weapons, only his body, which has been dubbed one itself. Another talent of his is the great ability of the Rap Battle. :P Personality: Warm, faithful, caring, optomistic, and a good freind. Hanzo will always be their to help a freind may it be a physical or mental issue they need coping with. He has a good since of humor that always liven's thingsup. He doesn't let things bother him, but his philosphy is "I only have two cheeks to turn." Bio: In characeteristic ways, he isn't strict, he lets some things slide, but inforces the rules when needed. Many mistake his kindness as weakness, and are banned, though. He'll try to correct and help a person before closing their thread or banning them. Target Realm: Battle Arena/Music and Movies [/B][/SIZE]

[B][SIZE=1] Ah, yes, the slang of Jay and Silent Bob. My favorite being "Snooch to the Nooch, mother F***ER!" thats just funny tto here and leaves you going, "What the hell did he just say?!?" I also like "Boo Boo Kitty F**#?" when he was trying to nickname Justice from JaSBSB. Kevin Smith has a strange, but great, sinc of humor in that since. Its sad to here that those beloved characters are gone. I'll miss there movies. Maybe if Mewes gets outta prison anytime soon, they might countiue the saga. But its unlikely, but hey, its a dream. [/B][/SIZE]

[B][SIZE=1] Ten Years, huh? I don't know. Maybe, maybe not. I have been with this site for about 8 to 9 months. Its pretty much the only reason I stay online so long, other than another, lesser board I belong too. I've made several freinds, that as sad is it may sound, I will never meet face to face, or atleast and relize it. But, as long as I'm interested in anime and my freindss online stay, I too probably will... that is unless I get outta college by then. And by that time, I would have probably out grown it. I don't know. My philosphy is the future is today, so I can't predict it, only live it. [/B][/SIZE]

[B][SIZE=1] Sorry about that, I looked at the DVD cove and looked for the first name Jason, and saw Jason Lee first. Thanks for clearing that up.[/SIZE][/B]

[B][SIZE=1] My Pops is an enigma of a man. His name is Mike or Mikali depending on which side of my family is around. He started working on a Hotel for my grnadparens in Greece. Then He joined the American Marines. Then he joined a Police Force. Then he was a trucker. Then he was in the Army as a medical specialist for 7 years and transferred to the National Guard Recuitment area, which brings us to today. [/B][/SIZE]

[B][SIZE=1] I'll give this a try Name: Hattori Hanzo Gender: Male Age: 16 Appearence: Hanzo has a light tan, he wears a kimono with a split skirt. The top of this kimono is dropped (meaning shirtless), revealing a deep battle scar across his chest. This also allows for concealment of his long nodachi blade, although Hanzo prefers to use his hands. His hair is jet black and slicked back, although a little spikey. His eyes are clear hazel. When in battle, his face becomes emotionless, but outside of battle, it is a ray of light. He stands out from the Tatshuka clan, although he is one of there most valuable members. Clan: Tatshuka Bio: Hanzo is a strange young man. He has been seen and is known as a very happy young man, optomistic, and strangely for the Tatshuka, kind. Always smiling and glad to help people. But there is another side to him. Because Hanzo has another name, "Oni Kaze".... Devil Wind. So fast, so ruthless, so deadly, and so emotionless. There are so many sides to this young man that they call him Yin Yang. Good and Evil. Light and shadow..... Pet: a Dove named Yin and a Crow named Yang on each shoulder. ___________________________________________________ Ha! My character is a bipolar and skitzofrantic ninja. [/B][/SIZE]

[B][SIZE=1] As the three men stood, unlaoding boxes of MRE's, ammo, and weapon's, other joined them, and lastly the captain. "So, what are those..... things?" the captain asked, his name was "Madigan". "There "Invfected". Or atleast thats what we call them. You see, some new hybrid form of Rabies surfaced and began infecting every man, woman, and child in the U.K. There like beasts now, but dumb as stumps, so thats the only plus. " jack explained in an angry tone. "Yeah, and they spew you on ya to get ya infected, so you can join them..... I seen it with my own two eyes. Yo don't know what hell we've been threw..... I had to kill my own freinds, my teacher's.... GOD!" Suddenly Michael stopped moving. His eyes turned slightly and he saw an infected standing there at the door. "AAAAHHHHHH! DIE YOU BASTARD!" Michael yelled as he began firing into the infected, who shook and fell out of the door way, blood spitting out of his mouth. "We needa get outta here! They know were here!" [/B][/SIZE]

[B][SIZE=1] "You know what we've been eating for the past month?! Do ya?!? Shit that your NOT SUPPOSED TO COOK! We havn't had a bloody warm meal in weeks!" Michael yelled at the soldier with the name tag, "Sanchez". Michael and Jack then began cutting threw the safining belts with knives. "Your not supposed to do that! Thats the property of the U.S. Army!" one of the soldiers yelled. A female. "Fuck You!" Michael yelled at her as he grabbed an bag of MRE's and held his gun up. "Calm Down, Mike! Listen, you people don't understand that it DOESN'T MATTER! The remaining air plane fuel was used up when every single plane took off, or at least tried to. So your bloody stranded here, mates...." Jack explained in a cool voice that sounded like he was talking to children. he then turned his back and countinued cutting..... [/B][/SIZE]

[B][SIZE=1] "I'm comin' with you!!" Michael yelled in his abnoxious tone. He stepped quickly down the stair. Soon they came up to the American's. "Change of plan's!" Jack said to them as they passed by them. The american's stared at them for a while, looked at each other, and followed. They had no other choice. "Where are we going?" one of the american's asked them. "To your plane. What kinda supplies are ya carring on it?" Michael asked in a quick manner. "Ammo, weapons, and MRE's (Meal Ready to Eat)." the american said. Suddenly Michael and Jack quickened there pace to a fast run and jump down the stairs. The came out of the door, the Americans some what behind them. Michael and Jack came fast threw the door and into a quick sprint down the run ways. They began firing at the suprised and delighted, or atleast temorarily, infected. The fell quickly to the rain of fire and JAck and Michael countiued there frantic sprint..... [/SIZE][/B]

[B][SIZE=1] [U]The Story so far....[/U] Willcast-Bourne Inc.,Manchester, England 11:32 p.m., May 26, 2008 Dr. Willcast, co-chairman of the Willcast-Bourne Inc. sat at a desk covered by bottles, glasses, tubes, and other sceintific instruments. He was wearing a gas mask and swetaing perfucely, his hands shaky and nervous. He was pouring, very slowly, a test tube filled with red liquid into a container filled with blue liquid. The test-tube was marked "Rabies Virus, Cultured!!!" His shaky, gloved hand slowly poured the test-tube's red contents into the blue liquid. After he emptied it completely, he swirled the container around carefully and watched as the inside liquid was manifested and turned completey red by the contents of the test-tube. "Yes! Yes!" The muffled, old voice of the elderly Dr. Willcast said threw the gas mask. His eyes shaky. He had created the perfect monster inside that bottle. "They....huh huh, they told me that I could no longer do my expirements. They told me that I, I, the pristejuce Doctor John Willcast, could no longer do my expirements. That I must stop and shut down my LIFES WORK! Well, now, now I hold there lives right here in my hands." His eyes quenched in insane happiness. He gathered his things and put them in a large, metal breifcase, and hauled it outside of the large building and into his old, but mint, 1968 Couger. The head lights turned on and he pulled out quickly and into the road as he drove.... Manchester Airport 2:07 p.m., June 24, 2008 "Hello? Manchester Airport? I need Clearence to land this is an American B14 Cargo plane. We have a crew of 5 and we need clearnce to land, unload, and fuel up. do we have clearence?" The American pilot waited for a reply from the radio. "Hello?! Hey, we need clearence to land, were low on fuel!" he waited frantically. "DAMN IT! The radio must be busted or something. Michael, were gonna have to emergency land without clearence!" "Roger that." the Co-pilot said as he began to prepare for landing. As the plane led down, the co-pilot and the main pilot noticed that the run ways were completely empty, that is threw the clouds. They came down fast as they slowly landed, the concetrated hard on keeping the plane stable. As the plane slowed, they looked up a little at the ground infront of them and to the surprise and horror, saw many wrecked planes and fires "Holy hell! What is this?!" the co-pilot said as they slowly came to a stop. After getting out of there seats, they deployed the emergency ramp and looked around. The american crew saw fires, crashed planes, and to there horror, dead, black and burned bodies, all over the run way. "What happened here?!? Terroist attack?" one of the crew members said to the other. The other crew member slowly shook his head. "I have no idea...." "Well, we might aswell go and find out. We need to find some body." a soldier said. He went back into the plane and took 5 of the emergency weapons, M16's. He slid down the yellow emergency ramp and slung one of the M16's over his shoulders and threw the others to each of the soldiers, "We never know." The soldeirs proceeded down the long run way to find some one alive. As they looked around, all they saw was dead bodies. Red and black. The smell of rotting flesh and burning hair filled the hair. One of the crew members vomitted at the stench while others were close by. As they came down the run way, they saw a shadow moving. They raised there guns and staired at the site. As the man that belonged to the shadow walked into site, the soldiers were shot with a cold breeze. The man was bloody, his eyes ravenous and he was drooling blood. "Dear God! Hey man! Are you.... dear lord! We gotta help him." one of the soldiers said and they all rushed over. "No! Stop there! Don't get near him!" a loud voice said over the inter come with a british accent. The soldiers looked up at the control tower, and looked down at the torn up man. The man broke into a ravenous run, snarling like a beast and revealing his sharped teeth. A shot rang out and a bullet passed threw the man's head, and he came to the ground dead. "What the HELL!" one of the soldiers said. "Don't touch the body! Stay away from it!" the voice said. "Carefully make your ways to the control tower and I will explain!" The soldiers looked at each other and made there ways to the control tower.... ___________________________________________________ [U]Now....[/U] Michael watched closely with Jack (SilpheedPilot) as the American's ran towards the control tower, they held there weapons high, covering them. "Alright Jack, they're in! I'm going to go and clear out the stair way, you stay up here and make sure no of the bugger's come close to this tower." Michael said very animatedly, pointing to the ground. Jack gave him an annoyed look and nodded. Michael opened the door and looked around. He began going down the stairs. He heard the American's open the door. He slowly went down the stairs, eyeing the infected that he and Jack had killed when they found the tower. Michael remebered back, he had met Jack when he was running to the airport, hoping to find a working radio he could use. Obviously Jack had the same idea. When they got there, they noticed that the infected didn't come here to often, and it was sloce to a grocery market, so they decided to stay there for a while, until they could think of a place to go.... Michael's thoughts were interupted when he heard a strange growling sound, he looked over and saw an infected looking down at the American's down the stairway, as if he was waiting for them to come. "Hey! Bloody maggot!" Michael yelled at the infected. The infected looked over at him with a snarl and growl. Michael fired a burst with his AK47 and the beast shaked as the bullets entered him. The infected then hit the ground dead. "Aey! Americans!" "What? Who's there?" an american voice came up from the stairway. "Hurry your ass's up here, or they'll fuckin' eat ya alive!" "Eat us? Who?" "Or turn you, but just get up here! NOW!!!" Michael yelled agrrivatedly. The sound of rushed footsteps followed closely as Michael saw there green uniforms from down the stairs. Michael waited for them, looking around paranoidly..... [/B][/SIZE]

[B][SIZE=1] Alright then, me being the unpatient type, we can now start. I'll begin posting now. [/SIZE][/B]

[SIZE=1][B]Okay, I need only one more sign up, but its reserved for SilpheedPilot. If you wish to take the place of another member, you can try, but you have to make your sign up really good. So, uless your planning on that, Sign Ups CLOSED!!! [/B][/SIZE]

[B][SIZE=1] What I look for in a good anime are pretty much the basics. I like me a great and compelling story, but not too dark because then I feel depressed after watching it. I like cool and lovable characters, that are beleivable at the same time, and you relate too. A good voice cast, cuz they bring the characters to life. And I like it all to wrap up into one, cool show that's blast to watch. Animation value is a great plus to me, but just as long as its above watching pictures on cue cards by a few steps, I don't mind. Another thing I like is a show that builds its own universe, like Gundam. There are so many options on the Gundam (U.C.) series that it would take a long time to dry the well. I love it to be open ended like that. And these qualites all wrap up into my favorite anime list: FLCL Cowboy Bebop Trigun Mobile Suit Gundam (U.C.) Naruto Ruroini Kenshin[/B][/SIZE]