DeathKnight

[quote name='Sage]Yes, [I]Venezuela[/I'] is such an arabic-sounding name. Venezuela, Pakistan - who could tell them a part! ;D [/quote] [color=crimson]You fail at sarcasm. No cookie for you. Nutcase extremists pop up in religion all the time- I'm not really sure if that implies something about humans or religion, but whatever. Let's not get into that. This guy just happened to be a little too insanely vocal about his 'opinion' and people listened, laughed at him, then moved on. That must really hurt the ol' ego. *starts humming "Another One Bites The Dust"*[/color]

[color=crimson][b]Real Name[/b]: Kenneth Andrew Howell. Apparently what happened was that my grandmother and my mother poured through baby books to find a name that sounded 'good' when said out loud. I believe Kenneth was also the name of a good friend of my mother, so she was privy to it. Anyway, I'm satisfied with the name, although I still feel like it sounds somewhat regal for a person such as myself. [b]Nicknames[/b]- People usually shorten Kenneth down into either Kenny or Ken. Unfortunately for myself the nickname Kenny came into being right around the time South Park turned into a fanatical craze-and thus began the "Oh my god, you killed Kenny!" lines that will probably not end for some time to come. I've had a few other nicknames- the ones that still linger are Nek and Fluffy. Nek is simply Ken backwards and Fluffy is. Well, I'm not really sure where that came from to be honest. Oh well. [b]Online name[/b]- I have alot of online names I seem to use and most of them are rather ******. The one I use here is a type of fantasy character- a fallen Knight or Paladin, an anti-Paladin in some games. At the time I joined OB I was playing a MMORPG called Lineage which had a Death Knight as a major boss creature, so I just used it as a screenname. I have nothing to change it to so it is here to stay.[/color]

[color=crimson]When I'm depressed I put on my human flesh mask, grab my machete and head out for a night on the town. It helps get me through the hard, difficult times that I face as a suburban teenager. Without such an outlet I really don't know where I'd be. Ignoring my general cynicism regarding any teenagers professing to be down in the dumps, I'd have to reiterate the "get out and do some new crap" points that people have been saying. Most people find an activity that they really enjoy doing when they are in the dumps- some people paint or write, others do physical activity to work it out of their system. You need to find a method you enjoy doing to work the negativity out of your mind- all the people here can do is suggest what they have found helps. It's up to you to work it out and find such an activity for yourself. By the by, saying you're not a kid and then spouting off about how wise you are makes you sound like a kid. A bratty one, at that. Just thought you'd like to know.[/color]

[color=crimson][b]Code Name / Call Sign:[/b] Kaida. [b]Gender:[/b] Female. [b]Location:[/b] She can usually be found on her large estate in upper New York State. [b]Age:[/b] Appears to be in her mid teen years. [b]Personal Appearance[/b]: Physical appearance and dress are as seen in the attachment. Her physical size is rather small when compared to others- she is probably only 5'1" or so and is very petite. Her hair and eye color are the same shade of blue, her eyes being quite captivating to most. She claims her unusual outfit is actually a military uniform from her original home. The only other distinguishing thing about her is the large bow she keeps in her hair, which seems to be little more than a fashion statement. [b]Personality/Behavior:[/b] Kaida is the type of person who enjoys observing more than participating. She can be talkative when the opportunity arises, but she is somewhat inept socially- or at least, she thinks she is. She is analytic and somewhat militaristic in her mind but she rarely speaks her raw, objective opinion as this seems to jar some people into believing she is cold hearted and not caring of others when, actually, she is very caring and empathetic. She doesn't seem to be very cheerful or happy, but she isn't down in the dumps either. She maintains a content, happy medium between the two extremes and that is fine with her. She doesn't like or dislike being a leader [she claims she was one of the best Generals in history on her home planet], but she has noted that most humans seem to scrap with each other consistently to get such a spot- so she lets the ones that desire it have it. She is somewhat privy to offering tidbits of advice to her peers when they need it, but avoids lecturing them incessantly about their slightly obvious faults and mistakes. She is basically an indifferent, slightly introverted intellectual. [b]Personal History:[/b] Originally, Kaida was from what could be a different dimension or a different planet. Either way, it was a place inhabited by what were essentially humans- the only differing characteristic from them and Earthlings were the life spans they were blessed with. Most of them could live well beyond several thousand years- unfortunately, the frequent cause of death was hardly ever natural causes. Her planet was caught in a chaotic and cataclysmic series of wars between several great powers. The toll in men, women and materials was severe- to the point that young women like herself were forced into service. Found to be a rather receptive person to magical training, she was given a short, crappy month long crash course in using magic and thrown out onto the front line to simply kill as many of them before she got killed as possible. She was determined not to die and she barely dodged the bullet on many occasions- the point where the concept of her own death became a numb, tired subject that stopped being something she cared about. Finally her skills were recognized and she climbed the military hierarchy quickly- progressing in a matter of years to a rather high rank. As a General she secured a sharp series of victories that turned their enemies on their heels. Cornered and desperate, the next major battle was marked by a cataclysmic attempt by the desperate nations to destroy Kaida's entire force- the sheer power of the magical machines they used they could not control, and it ravaged everything for many miles around them. In the ruination, Kaida's instinct to survive kicked in and she brashly used an untested magical teleportation device that cast her well beyond her own home and into the wilderness of America. From her on out is the story of her slow adaption into what was, at least then, the America of 1893. It's a boring story of learning, failing, more learning, some more failing until finally she got the hang of 'it'- she became very successful in the unfamiliar economic system that America used, and was very well off within a couple of decades. Since about 1930 she has mainly spent her time studying a mix of human history, human psychology and military science. She eventually constructed, secretly, a facility to develop and refine her skills as a sorceress. She spends her time there mixing elixirs, creating weapons and mad scientist-esque inventions [they only seem to work 50 to 60 percent of the time]. Such a hobby has given her a wide collection of strange potions and devices that will probably never find any practical use, but they are magnificent in their own unique ways. She is dedicated to finding a flexible way to get to and fro between her new home of Earth and her old home- something that wouldn't force her to sacrifice one home for the other. It is a difficult path since she doesn't entirely know [i]where[/i] her home is in relation to Earth or anything of the sort. Another concern in her mind is the state of Earth's nations.. and how similar their infighting is to what devastated most everyone and everything she saw on her home planet. She has become increasingly dedicated to finding a way to stop such widespread ruination from ever occurring on Earth, but such an idealistic dream seems to have no practical way to be achieved. She's been around for a long time. She plans to be around for much, much longer. [b]Special Skills or Abilities[/b]: 'Magic' to her and her own is actually somewhat different from Earth's magic- she is actually very, very inept at the manipulation of elements and she is confused as to why such an ability would be considered 'magic'. Magic in her mind is the manipulation of a special type of mental energy into and around objects- those objects could and do manipulate elements when needed, but it is through the device that this happens. Magicians were trained to be able to create magical machines, weapons and potions- infusing them with this energy to make them significantly more powerful and potent. They were the only people who could use what they created, so magicians weren't omnipotent wizards casting elemental spells to cause utter devastation to the enemy. They were the elite of the elite, the specialists, technicians and warriors who were using these devices to slaughter the enemy. Her weapon of choice, amongst a myriad of others she could use, is a pistol that fires off orbs of pure fire- the explosion they cause is directly linked to how much energy she dedicates to the shot. The pistol is somewhat large- it looks rather out of place in the hands of a young woman like herself- but she is rather adept at wrecking havoc with it. She also carries with her a small pyramid that fits into her palm. Essentially, it is a teleporter- it allows her to teleport over a region instantly. It is, unfortunately, not powerful enough to take her much beyond an area the size of Texas, but it serves her purposes well. It is, however, always linked to her house- she can always get home with the small device. She might carry one or two other trinkets or potions, but most of what she has invented [aside from weapons] would only fill a specific need, so she doesn't bring them with her unless it is obvious that she can use it. She is also very, very in tune with strategy and warfare in general. She enjoys [and seems to be addicted to] large scale warfare- unfortunately, she hasn't been able to enjoy playing the role of grand leader in awhile so she's started to yearn for her days as a General. [b]Player's Availability[/b]: I don't have much else to do, so I should be available whenever unless my computer is KIA'ed. [b]Thread Rating[/b]: I can mesh into whatever but I'm fond of bloodletting and entrails, so I'll say M.[/color]

[color=crimson][b]Name:[/b] Simon Magus. [b]Age:[/b] 25. [b]Appearence:[/b] Dress and physical appearance are as seen in the attached picture. Generally keeps himself well hidden in his black traveller's cloak, wearing whatever casual clothes he chooses underneath it. Has the Greek letter of Psi tattoed on his upper right arm, but no other distinguishing marks aside from the random scar or birthmark. He is a rather tall, imposing fellow who tries to fade into the crowd as much as possible. [b]Ability:[/b] Dead-eye senses. An enhancement to his visual and audial perception that makes him acutely aware of his surroundings. The ability gives him a perceived increase in his agility when compared to others, but it is his mind that is recognizing and acting at an abnormally fevered pace in lieu of any physical prowess. This can be a double-edged sword as with his increased perception comes increased sensitivity to the extremes of light or sound.[/color]

[color=crimson]It's idiotic to ask someone to compare their situation to something worse as if that would make them feel better. If you are maimed, you don't find satisfaction in the fact that someone out there might be more maimed than you- you still have a sense of loss. You lost something important to you. It might not be that big of a deal to other people [and it usually isn't], but for whatever reason it is to you. A person more scarred, more bloodied, more torn up than you will not ease your own pain. They are on a different path- just the fact they are more butchered than you doesn't solve much at all, does it? Committing suicide for melodramatic reasons is a waste of a human- teenage angst is in high supply these days, so I rarely see anyone who has a 'valid' reason for being on the brink of self extermination. It's quite horrible if you do find someone who has a valid reason to want to die- if you ever experience that feeling, it is something you will not forget. Is it selfish? I don't know. It might be. It might not be. I know that if I was about to do it, I would lament the pain I was about to cause my peers- but if it was such a horrible sensation to exist, then I would still do it. Suicide is an answer. It will always be an answer no matter how much society is dedicated to saying it isn't. It's your choice if it's an answer for you, but you cannot make that choice for anyone other than yourself. P.S. Jeez. Dramatic stories of the past are so popular these days. *rubs forehead*[/color]

[quote name='Adahn']Unless your birthday is down wrong, you're 14 years old. [/quote] [color=crimson]I'm pretty sure that is what the "in three years" part was about. He plans on popping the question when he's 17 or 18 and is oddly concerned about it right now. I mean, I'm presuming that since.. otherwise he'd be pretty damn foolish. Just.. do it your own way, dude. I'm sure that if you are still with your girl in three years [which would be amazing] you will have thought of something special or sentimental to do. Most of the people here are teenagers [eccentric ones, at that], so I doubt you'll get any real, practical advice. So, just do it in a way that would mean something to whoever you are with at the time.[/color]

[color=crimson]Overrated- 1. Slipknot/KoRn/Mushroom Head/Things similar to that: They barely achieve mediocrity as sounds/bands/entities/circus performers. Most of their fans are rabid monkeys too. Hell, I'll probably get feces flung at me for saying this. *puts on a poncho* 2. Muse- They had a following around the Otaku community that made them sound like demi-gods. They are pretty good, but nothing revolutionary or new by any means. Not bad but not as godly as some wish. 3. Good Charlotte and New Found Glory [Or bands that sound similar]- I want to give them crap because they sound like crap. I dislike crap flowing at me out of speakers. It's very uncomfortable and isn't hygienic. 4. Using "logic" [*gestures with his fingers*] in this thread [or anywhere]. Jeez, Tony. Way to kill the mood. :animesigh 5. People's opinions on this subject [including mine]. You listen to what you like and that implies that others might not like it- but *you* do. That's what matters, right? ... Right? Underrated 1. Little Richard- Whoever has heard of this guy [/still listens to him like me] and likes him gets a cookie. Oldies at their best. 2. Interpol- I enjoy all of their songs for some weird reason. I find them to be quite refreshing. 3. Clutch- Pure rock fury. As long as these guys have been around they don't seem to be that "popular" [to my knowledge]. Their lyrics are gibberish sometimes but that's better than anything emo/pop/punk. 4. Pig Destroyer- I mainly said this for my own personal amusement. Call them an "assault on your ears". But, it's a good assault. 5. Silence- The sound of absolutely nothing going on. *pauses and listens* Ahh..[/color]

[color=crimson]Oil makes the Middle East important. Without it I'm not really sure that I, as a human, would care about the dealings of eccentric cultures in a desert/arid setting. But, of course, that would make me an apathetic person to the difficulties of a set group of people. How horrid. Logically, boycotting Saudi Arabia won't do anything positive. They aren't trying to kill 'us', they are being attacked by terrorists themselves. The actions of a few don't reflect on the majority- e.g. not all Muslims are terrorists. What is funny is that if you reverse that, the actions of American companies 'supporting' Israel shouldn't be used as a reason to potentially boycott the U.S. since, well- the actions of a few don't reflect the majority, right? Oh well. I'm not well versed on who is supporting Israel or whatever so I guess I can't talk. If a nation soundly kicked my *** in several wars I'd be irritated at them too. Err, rather- what I meant to say was that I uh.. understand their aggravation. Yeah. Gas prices in Texas are reasonable still since, well, we're a gas state. They are higher than normal but in comparison to places like California or New York we are considerably lower, as always. It's unfortunate that we rely on such a resource so heavily but we can look to the future with hope that an alternative fuel source will arise that will relieve us [even slightly] of these sorts of dealings. It's hard being a spoiled person living in a superpower. *sighs* It ain't like it used to be. *reminisces*[/color]

[color=crimson]I don't particularly like any of those bands, lol. But, that's ok. I'll give you my list. 1.) Mastodon- I own two of their their albums [still looking for their first] and think they are among the best bands in the world of metal. If you are looking to hear them, their record label has a [url=http://shop.relapse.com/artist/artist.aspx?ArtistID=10063]page[/url] where you can listen to their songs. I like "Battle at Sea" and "March of the Fire Ants", myself. 2.) Pig Destroyer- Grindcore is a personal-favorite genre of mine and these guys are at the top of the genre, king of kings, lords of lords, etc. I'm pretty sure their sound is *not* for everyone, but I enjoy it. They have the [url=http://shop.relapse.com/artist/artist.aspx?ArtistID=10081]same sort of page[/url] as the above band. "Piss Angel" and "Gravedancer" are my favorites. 3.) Deftones- I don't have to say much. Gods, all of them. Every album rocks in it's own way. "Change (In The House Of Flies)" is my all time favorite song. 4.) Katatonia- Metal with someone singing, how nice. They have a unique sound that is very addictive to listen to. Not sure what sub-genre of metal they fall into, but "Viva Emptiness" is a CD worth getting. Eh, I don't think there is any "legal" way to get a preview listen of them, but their official website has a tracklist so you can.. uh. *gestures* "Will I Arrive", "Ghost of the Sun" are favorites of mine. 5.) Poison the Well- No description necessary. Listen and love.[/color]

[color=crimson]I had a LJ before I came to MyOtaku. MyOtaku is easier to use *and* 90 percent of my friends are either on OB or have a MyOtaku themselves- so it's more of a community feeling than when I was at LJ. I'm not really sure what I use it for. I rarely talk about my day unless something unusual or annoying happens. Most of the time I link to various topics [most of them threads on OB] and write about them in a more personal setting. Pseudo-philosophical rants/tangents, I suppose. I ask people to comment back on what I write with their impressions/opinions. That probably makes it less interesting than other more carefree blogs, but I like having an outlet for my thoughts on things. Once and awhile I might shove in some satirical commentary on our community at large but it's all in good fun, of course. My goal seems to be a mix of personal enlightenment and affecting other's lives- but, idealism aside, it's mainly just a dump for my [strike]deeper[/strike] thoughts. If you are interested, [url=http://www.myotaku.com/users/deathknight/]take a look[/url]. Or, drop me a PM sometime. I'm always up for meeting new people.[/color]

[color=crimson]Of course. Something mystical or magical exists. I'm not sure if the human interpretations of what they are [e.g.: fairies, leprechauns, dragons] are correct, but something exists. You have mystical creatures in mainstream religions, common myths, present day sightings- you can't deny the common theme of otherwordly things sort of dropping in on humans once and awhile. Of course, you can't prove they exist or don't exist so it's pretty much a personal opinion. I like to think that this world still has a little magic left in it, a little spark. Might be a flight of fancy but I don't really mind if it is. Do I expect to run into any ghosts/fairies/etc.? I hope not. That would freak me out a bit. I'm not entirely sure I'd enjoy having discussions with or seeing any of the typical mystical/spiritual creatures. Would be awkward at first, yeah? "Why hello thar Mr. Dragon!" "Rawrrrrr!"[/color]

[QUOTE=Kanata][SIZE=1][color=#333333]No. There is no [i]constant[/i] screaming in Metal. [/COLOR][/SIZE][/QUOTE] [color=crimson]If you say so. Anyway, I adore symphonic metal. It's not my favorite subgenre [that would go to grindcore] but it is very interesting to listen to. I can't quite put my finger on what I like about it- it's just easy to like if you are into metal and want a different taste of it. I can't name specific bands as.. most of you have reiterated the bands I was going to list. Very rockin'.[/color]

[quote name='wrist cutter']I've noticed nowadays that teenagers tend to be retards, too.[/quote] [color=crimson]We do our best. No matter how much I enjoy [strike]melo[/strike]dramatic stories about how horrible people's families are/have been or I don't think I'll tell a story of my own. To put it simply I'm adopted by my grandparents and am not in contact with any other "family" members, biological or otherwise. They are a nice couple who have a few quirks but I unfortunately don't quite listen to or communicate [on a deeper level] with them. It's not that I dislike or hate them- the only reason I don't listen to my parents is because we have an uncrossable chasm between our outlooks on life. Very , very different opinions, heh. We simply think far too differently for me to confide in/talk to them about personal things. I don't really listen to my friends as a whole either- I have one close, wise friend that I confide in. I've known this person for several years and trust him very deeply. Aside from him, I try to work things out in my own head if I don't have any wise, [very] close friends around to talk with. Sit down with a drink, think things over. Try to be objective, fail. Come to some weird, inane conclusion about things, etc.[/color]

[color=crimson]I mainly see pseudo-thugs and preps around here. It must not be dreary or sad enough to spawn emo-kids and goths. I'm not really sure who would want to be any of those stereotypes entirely- each of them is irritating or silly in their own right. I'm not really sure how America [or our evil cultural blight that is coming to eat your countries' crappy culture] got involved in this, haha. I guess people in other places on this Earth aren't taking as many drugs as everyone around here seems to be. Oh well.[/color]

[quote name='Chabichou][COLOR=#004a6f']I'd say that there's enough evidence here that show the Quran is indeed the word of God. What do you make of it?[/COLOR][/quote] [color=crimson]I've heard very similar sounding arguments from Christians and I wouldn't doubt that the Jews have a similar sounding argument for proving validity of their sacred texts. I'm glad that you have taken the time and the thought to learn extensively about the faith you have chosen but I unfortunately consider all modern religions to be people's interpretation of whomever or whatever God is. Flawed humans creating flawed religions and/or Gods. I am left somewhat amused, however, by the fact that Islamic people can sound as preachy as Christian, Jewish or any other religious people. I guess they aren't as different as some people think. Curiouser and curiouser.[/color]

[color=crimson]I'm pretty indifferent. If people have problems with how I look, that's their opinion and not mine. I'm content with how I am, heh. Nothing really to change. I've been losing weight for the past year for health purposes [liver was sick] and that was the only aesthetic concern I had with myself, heh. Two birds with one stone. Being tall is kind of irritating but I certainly wouldn't want to be short or shorter. Pros and cons with anything. It's nice to tower over most people, lol. You'd be surprised how many people *don't* notice you when you are tall o_O. Or, maybe my city is stricken with a plague of near-sightedness. Who knows. Heh. I'll just keep eating "right", whatever that implies. Good luck to those who want to change themselves. I genuinely hope you get to feeling better about how you look/feel. [/color]

[quote name='anatema][size=1']Probably. [/size][/quote] [color=crimson]I second that. :D I don't see a problem with crying. If I cry, I cry- that's about the amount of thought I put into it normally. I don't seem to be sensitive to crying, heh. I could give you this melodramatic story about dealing with tons of hardships in this strong way, but that isn't necessary or totally true. Sometimes I cry, sometimes I don't. Once again, pretty simple. Not really sure it's a matter of being weak or strong. Personal strength and willpower is a little bit more complex than that. Seems to just be instinctive. Something moves people in either a positive/negative/whatever way and they shed some amount of tears. Sometimes it's a release, sometimes it's a reaction, sometimes it just happens. If you don't cry, you will eventually. If you think it's wrong to cry [due to whatever reason], then that's your opinion and I respect that. [quote name='Lord Rannos']I'm always kind of confused by people who cry when they're happy, but I understand the sentiment[/quote] Yeah, same here. I don't think I've ever cried from large amounts of happiness. I suppose that might happen eventually. First time for everything.[/color]

[quote name='Japan_86']I would be a good choice...[/quote] [color=crimson]Hmm? Oh yeah, maybe I should do this. I would be a bad choice. At first I would seem helpful and a good guy, but I would be secretly planning to take power. At the right moment I would perform a Communist coup [which is oddly similar to a normal coup] and take over our island. We would develop into an island country full of oddly normal people who have a strong distaste for grape juice and Jack Nicholson. At the proper moment, depending on how fast our military manpower reaches twenty, we would attack a nearby island and perform a Communist coup [which would still be really similar to a normal one]. In this method we would slowly take over our archipelago, forming into a single country. We will name it "The Impertinent Islands of Off-Color Satirists" or IIOCS. Deemed a threat by the United States [we would be called the 'acronym of evil'], we would build a large nuclear hamster named 'Tinker Bell' to dissuade them from attacking. After a bit of dialog, the US decides it isn't worth it and simply nukes us, causing very little international outcry [except from everyone aside from the U.S., but who listens to those losers]. Their brave leader destroyed in the blast ["Ow. That shock wave hurt."], the Iiocians would select Tinker Bell as their leader. Buying into his promises of leading them to the promised land, they begin to follow him in large, crappy looking ships only to be never heard from again. Anyway. I don't know if I would be a good choice. I'm a rather tall person with some physical prowess. I'm apparently intelligent [it's rumored I'm intelligent, anyway] to some degree. I have never been camping, however. I'm sure I could learn, lol. Maybe- there is a distinct possibility that I could learn, hm? I don't really have any problem with authority, just as long as you don't ask me to build a large airport with coconuts or something. I'd probably have to coup you then *gestures to the above portion of his post*. I don't know about my personality. I guess I'm ok. I might consume you with pseudo-wit once and awhile, depending on how silly I think you're being. But, yeah. That's me. Good ol' Ken. :sleep: *wishes he had as many weird, random pictures as Charles* [/color]

[color=crimson]Charles- while your personal opinion usually means little to me, I feel you have hit the nail directly on the head. My rebelliousness might cause problems, but it could also cause creativity and new ideas. However since you seem to have personal experience with surviving on deserted islands and exactly what is needed to survive physically, mentally and emotionally, I submit to your greater opinion. I hope that from this I can move on to understand the complexities of survival on desert islands, following your example.[/color]

[quote name='Charles'] Would Ken, for example, be a good choice considering that he?s in the rebellious stage of his teenage years?[/quote] [color=crimson]Hm? Ah, Charles! Yes, yes, a valid point. Being stranded on a desert island with death and isolation staring me in the face I would be so inclined to just rebel, you know? It's so hard to *not* rebel, even facing starvation and such a horrendous situation. Look at the masses! They are so.. so.. MASSED TOGETHER~! All those little figureheads of authority, I POO ON THEM HEAVILY! It just angers my brain! Rebel, my friends! Rebel with all of your might! *takes an ironically large amount of similarly minded non-conformists and destroys the island* Might I suggest you take the time out of your schedule to get to know me before you say that, hm? I'm fairly certain that I am actually a few months out of that stage. I mean, I could be wrong of course. But, as of right now, I have a certain inclination that I just might be over that. Let's pray that I am, yes? *shakes his head* Hmm. Some real creativity, huh. Were you serious? I can never tell with you, hm. Oh well. Let's see here. This is a real oldbie, but I'd probably want [b]Anti[/b] along with me. Most of you don't know him, but he is a very, very smart sort of person- just the type of person you could need for planning or intellectual sorts of things on an island of this sort. I'm not certain if he has any skills with outdoorsmenship but he does have plenty of physical prowess to do various tasks. I'd drag Annie with me. She's been through basic training, yeah? I'm pretty sure that aside from that she might have been camping a few times. Aside from that, once again, she's pretty smart. She might have an opinion or two that Anti or I wouldn't have thought of from her intelligence+basic training. I think she could handle being away from her family. o_O If not, Anti's lecturing would slap her into shape.

[color=crimson]I'm a romanticist at heart [I blame my mother ;) ]. Valentine's Day is something I haven't properly experienced. What I mean is that I haven't had a proper loved one to spend that day with, haha. I don't really feel like wallowing in the fact I haven't experienced it with someone yet, heh. I focus on the "yet" part of that sentence. Eventually, I'll have a nice stereotypical Valentine's Day with [hopefully] a lovely girl, yeah? Just gotta go with the flow. I don't see any problems with the holiday itself. To me it's not just one day to show your love- it's a celebration of all the love you have shown and will show. To your significant other, to your friends, your family, etc. Of course, I don't really know all that much about the actual history of this holiday. Heck, I've never even celebrated it properly, right? But, that is what it would mean to me if I observed it, methinks. As for commercialization, well yeah. That seems hard to avoid in a capitalist country. It only detracts value from the holiday if you let it, I think. But, that's my opinion. Oh well. Whomever you are and however you feel about it I hope you have a fine day this Feb the 14th.[/color]

[color=crimson]Would I return to my post? Uh. Yeah, I guess. It's was actually kinda fun. My personal history as a mod is quite boring so I'll spare you the details of that story, haha. But, like Semjaza said, it's more work than people seem to realize in their listless daydreams about being one. *thinks* Hmm, I guess I don't have any grand lectures or pointers to give people who want to be moderators, lol. Just go with the flow and don't try [i]too[/i] hard to be a moderator. It will come to you, you don't necessarily go to it, yeah? A Bosko forum? That'd be quite grand to moderate, methinks.[/color]

[color=crimson][quote name='elfpirate']Do you believe that there are situations in which fighting is necessary (or that there are things that are truly worth fighting for regardless of whether you think you can win) or do you believe that violence is always unnecessary and that you should always walk away from a fight no matter what the cause?[/quote] Yes, I believe there are situations in which fighting is necessary. There always will be situations where fighting [physically or, if you consider it a form of fighting, verbally] is a valid option. Diplomacy has been proven to only work in certain situations- you need to know when it is the right moment to fight. I consider controlled violence to be a form of art, really. "The art of war", yeah? It takes a skilled hand to control the violence, coordinate it, send it where he wants it to go on a personal, tactical or strategic level. Violence when uncontrolled is of little use to anyone, in my opinion- just wasted energy. Uncontrolled violence is the "bad" kind of violence, you could say. You have to keep your wits about you no matter what.[/color]

[color=crimson]My eyes shot open and traced along the wall, a wicked grin slowly revealing itself on my face... that was my answer. I can't really remember how long ago it was- that day, that blessing of a day when I sat down and told myself.. "Those fuckers are going to pay". It was a pleasurable, relieving thought- throwing myself to the dogs like that, just dropping the hammer down. Right on target- [i]*pow*[/i], there it was.. my plan. Suicidal as it was, I knew that someone had to do it- let justice be done, though heaven may fall, right? Quietly pondering, cleverly thinking- it could be done. It would be done. I will be my agent of justice, my vengeance will be attained through blood and toil. An eye for an eye.. Middle of suburbia, the wasteland of houses that repeat themselves over and over- there I was, in my basement, dark and light fighting a pitched battle around me. Reading over manuals, looking to see how *they* did it, those professional rapists, them- those slaughterers of millions, pigs of war, whatever you called them. I studied and learned, how those masters of murder did it. I acquired the necessary resources- my armaments, my weapons. They would be an extension of myself, another arm- another ligament, striking down those that did me so much harm. Building, creating, [i]expanding[/i]... my own abilities. I was ready, yes- I was finally ready. I glanced at the clock- it was almost time. D-Day. 0 hour. I stepped gingerly into the limelight, feeding on the glow of the atmosphere- people talking, people laughing, people existing. So carefree. I felt different- just.. different. Now I'm the one carefree, now I'm breathing- living, existing.. I no longer fear them, all of them together they hold no power over me, I am finally *free*. Smile, actor- smile! You're the main character now, this act is all about [u]you[/u]! I reached under my coat and took out the gun, pointing it at the nearest person. It was a teenage girl walking towards me- an angel of a being, so out of reach, so perfect, so lovely, so.. guilty. I still remember the shock on her face, the pure essence of fear draping across her face as I pulled the trigger- shot her point blank, right in the heart. The angel had fallen. How easily they had fallen, from their high perch above me. It was like the seas had parted, people running this way and that.. all because of me. Shot after shot, bullet after bullet- I had to get them all, they all had to understand the lesson that I had to teach, they must know the definition of pain. Bodies falling everywhere, blood slowly seeping onto the floor.. screaming, fear, chaos. Beautiful. It was so.. beautiful. I had finally awoken.[/color]