DeathKnight

[color=crimson]I think only I could get lost in an RPG he created... Someone tell me where the **** I am...[/color]

[color=crimson]Yo Craig... neil is 'Drake' in this story... heh... ---- [i]Ken climbs out of the bushes nearby, many scratches along his body, and a deep gash in his arm.[/i] Ken: Damn those ****ers hurt... [i]ROAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRR[/i] Ken:.... This is not in the contract.... [i]The sound of gunfire and loud roaring echoed thruout the forest, drawing the attention of the mate of the Dinosaur. Ken looked down at a pool of water... [size=1]...thud...[/size] The water rippled and Ken stared... .... thud.... thud.... thud.... thud... THUD...[/i] Ken: This might be a prob- [i]A large dinosaur tore out of the forest behind Ken, him barely having time to jump out of the way. Scrambling to his feet, Ken reached downward picking up his shotgun. His hand reached behind his back, and he drew his sword [It's about the length of Sephiroth's] He flipped around, facing the dinosaur. It wasnt there.[/i] Ken: Eh? Where the **** did it go? [i]He heard screams coming from the area with the gunshots, as the male went to save the female...[/i][/color]

[color=crimson][i]Ken got up and looked both ways, grinning to himself. He reached in his pocket and pulled out some weed, and whistled. Several mexican guys ran over, fellow mercs. He gave some cigaweed to each of them. He pulled out a poker deck, and began to shuffle the deck.[/i] Ken: Ready gentlemen? Duces Wild... [i]Each of the men nodded, and began to smoke the weed. This was going to be an interesting game. High Poker Ken Called it... He passed out the cards and the game started...[/color][/i]

[color=crimson]South Central Texas. San Antonio, TX to be exact. [/color]

[color=crimson][i]Ken walked back to his room and began to pack and looked at his uniform.[/i] Ken: I am so not wearing this... -.-... [i]Ken continued to pack, including several alarm clocks in his luggage...[/color][/i]

[color=crimson]The Walruses of Oz, Cause you to pause. They have no claws, Just two huge teeth sticking out of their jaws. The walruses have no laws, they just live for the day, and that's ok, because they get to play. Now I am finished with this little rhyme, Sorry for wasting your precious time. But remember to act like a walrus of oz, Beacuse its a just cause.[/color]

[color=crimson][i]Ken walked out of his room, and walked past Drake without a word. He continued walking, as the hotel was quite large... His gun was resting on his shoulder, and he was being extremely cautious. He wasnt exactly scared. Ken had always lived his life on the basis that Day by Day is best. If you die, then that's it. That kind of attitude was needed when you were fighting in the jungles of Central America. [b]But dinosaurs? Great..[/b] Suddenly realizing he was already at the doors to the hotel, Ken snapped back out of deep thought. Ken opened the doors and stepped outside. It wasnt exactly all too quiet, black clouds rolling in over head. Ken looked around, his gun still rested on his shoulder. His free hand reached in his right pants pocket, pulling out a box of cigarettes. He took one out, stuck it in his mouth and put the box back in his pocket, his hand came out of his pocket, revealing a lighter. Lighting the cigarette, He took a few puffs. He looked in the distance and saw a herd of some sort of dinosaur. He thought for a second and remembered their names- Triceratops. He continued stareing as he arched an eyebrow, seeing them begin to run. He shrugged it off and continued to smoke...[/i][/color]

[color=crimson][i]After eating Ken had gone back to sleep...[/i] Ken: zzzzzz.... Come on dammit... I said 100 a piece for the weed...zzzzz... [i]Waking up with a start, Ken sat up and looked around. He yawned once and get up for the second time that morning. He dusted off his jeans, which he hadnt bothered taking off before going to sleep again. He walked into the main room and glanced around.[/i] Ken: ..... *groggy*....[/color]

[color=crimson]Heh. PC/X box isnt on your poll. ;) So, I cant vote. :huh:[/color]

[color=crimson]Find one, and I'll believe it. Thats always been my attitude....[/color]

[color=crimson]ET! I mean he's so frigging freaky... With his glowing finger and voice and... DAMN he's creepy... 'Phone Home.... THEN I EAT YOU! AHAHAHAHAHAHA' I CAN SEE THAT! :drunk: Nothing else really freaks me out. Well, that green creature that was on the plane scenes in Twilight Zone: The Movie was kinda scary... Heh[/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Cloud [/i] [B][COLOR=indigo]Like anyone ever heard the song by Smash Mouth, Walking On The Sun? [/COLOR] [/B][/QUOTE] [color=crimson]Yea.... I use to be a Smash Mouth Fanatic.... Walking on the sun was pretty cool... I say All Star and the 'Astro Lounge' CD was better O_o[/color]

[color=crimson]Does jumping off the roof of my house while stoned and landing in a tree count? :drunk: If not, no.[/color]

[color=crimson]Nope... Nope... and Nope... ;) I hate Pop and stuff like that... It has to have: 1. [b]Loud Guitar[/b] 2. [b]Loud Drums[/b] 3. [b]Screaming Lyrics[/b][/color]

[color=crimson]I say slipknot shoulda won every catagory ;) But thats the opinon from a Slipknot Fanatic...[/color]

[color=crimson]Resident Evil[/color]

[color=crimson]There isnt much anime in San Antonio unless i've gone blind.. Which I might have.... o.0[/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by DeathKnight [/i] [B][color=crimson] dummie [/color] [SIZE=1][FONT=century gothic][COLOR=crimson]added the dummie for a joke, u left yourself open for it--kuja[/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [/B][/QUOTE] [color=crimson]The next time you're at work Aaron I swear you better watch your back...[/color]

[color=crimson]Ken: damn I wanna blow **** up... [i]Ken wandered into the kitchen and ate some breakfast...[/i] Ken: **** **** ****... blow up ****... [i]Ken put the dishes up and crawled back into bed...[/i][/color]

[color=crimson]Name: Ken [Damn I bet none ya'll saw that coming] Age: 18 Height: 6'3 Weight: who gives a ****... he isnt fat... so who cares... Weapons: Magnum Shotgun, And his sword 'Deadly Sins', a long Katana. Bio: Born in Mexico, Ken was trained from birth to be a Gurrila fighter in the deep forests of central america. Fights with a shotgun in one hand and his super long Katana in the other. A strange one, and is an extremely good swordsmen. Hired as a guard, and became Accuantances with Drake. He is extremely cheerful, and has a small temper. Cares for all manner of human life, and will defend anything he belives in strongly. Now assumes the role of patroling the perimeters of their campsite... Appearance: No shirt, short spiked black hair, and a sheath is on his back for his sword. His gun he rests on his shoulder at all times, ready so blow **** up in an instant. His pants are ripped in some places, and are camo Jeans. His shoes are large black boots. He has large muscles, due to the amount of training with his sword. Many scars are on his arms from many days in the jungles and forests of the central americas....[/color]

[color=crimson][i]Ken drags his *** out of bed and puts on his jeans and shirt. He sleepily puts in his shoes, and walks into the main room. He looks at all of them in the room and arches an eyebrow[/i] Ken: Goooooooooddddd.... morning. Well hell, dunno bout the good part, but ****... it's morning anywho...[/color]

[color=crimson] [i]In the pad... Ken's Alarm begins to go off...[/i] Ken: zzzzzzzz.... LEAVE MY DRUGS ALONE YOu DAMN COPS... zzzz... *rolls over* [i]Beep Beep[/i] Ken: zzzzzzz.... [i]Beep... Beep...[/i] Ken: ....zzzzz... [i]BEEP BEEP[/i] Ken: 5 MORE MINUTES MOM! [i]BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP[/i] Ken: Oh... it's morning? [i]BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP[/i] Ken: yea yea shut up alarm [i]Ken picked the alarm up and tossed it against the wall where it smashed to pieces.[/i] Ken: *yawn* Back to sleep.... zzz...[/color]

[color=crimson][i]Walking around Junon Ken had seen a shadowy figure slip into the Item shop and Ken arched an eyebrow. He walked to the door and knocked[/i] Ken: Hello? [i]No reply... but Ken coulda sworn someone had run in there...[/i][/color]

[color=crimson][i]Ken kicked Neil off of him and shrugged.[/i] Ken: Go ahead, get yourself killed by them. [i]Ken pointed at the window which was covered in a living vine. Ken raised his pistol and shot the window out, and a scream was heard. A woman stepped in, and she was covered in vines. The wines whipped out and Ken shook his head[/i] Ken: This is getting so ****ing insane... [i]Shooting round after round, the woman fell over dead, the wines disintegrating. Ken looked down at Neil who was stareing at the lady.[/i] Ken: Trust me whatever your *** is, you need to get the **** out of here. Excuse my temper, Its just I dont need to be battling biological living weapons right now. [i]Ken spit on the floor infront of the woman...[/i][/color]

[color=crimson]Hey craig its kinda... like 1:45 in morning... Keke.... in New York... in the RPG... --- [i]Ken heard a slow 'Grgghghgh...' sound come from behind and looked backwards. The beast stood up, headless, and raised both of its hands.[/i] Beast: You... will not leave... here.... the World... is Shock's... Ken: Abob, may I suggest we get the **** out of here bef- [i]Ken was cut off by the monster yelling. It expanded 4-5 times it's normal gigantic size, and was about to explode.[/i] Ken: Holy **** on a stick... [i]Ken stepped back as it continued to expand... He turned and began to run, Abob at his side. He glanced back and saw the beast laughing as it exploded... Ken jumped through the window of a nearby Radio Shack and jumped behind the counter as a wall of tumorous, acidic liquid flew every which way. Abob was not too far away, behind a glass display of video games. Ken waited a few seconds afterwards, hearing screams of people as the acid hit their skin and it melted away. Ken got up slowly and put on a gask mask, tossing one to Abob at the same time. Ken raised his rifle and shot a nearby firehydrant, and the water spewed upward, washing the acid liquid away from the street. Ken ran onto the street and shook his head...[/i] Ken: We have got to get all civilians out of here... Abob: Damn... that was a big explosion... [i]Ignoring Abob, Ken ran down the street, and up the stairs of an apartment. He ran to the floor where Lidan and Drake were and began to yell...[/i] Ken: ALL CIVILIANS ARE NOW HEARBY ORDERED TO EVACUATE THE CITY BY ORDER OF THE UNITED STATES GOVERNMENT, AND THE UNITED NATIONS! [i]Ken was cut off by a scratching sound at the window behind him. He turned and a green man with long hair and claws the size of butcher knifes stood listening intently outside the window.[/i] Ken: ..... ****. [i]Ken had time to step back before the butcher knife claws of the creature broke thru the glass. Ken jumped back and raised his Assult Rifle, but the creature slashed down, leaving his gun in two pieces. Ken reached in his pocket and brought out his pistol and began firing rounds at the creature, but it was extremely agile.[/i] Ken: Stop ****ing with me you bastard... [i]The crature jumped down, it's claws retracting, and punched Ken twice in the face, and kicked him in the shins. Ken kicked the creature as hard as he could in the groin, sending it flying backwards. Ken ran foreward and kicked him again, much like a kicker would kick a football, and the creature flew out the window into the wall of the next building. It fell down several stories to its splattered end. Ken cursed under his breath and turned back and kicked down the door of every apartment, ORDERING them to get the **** out of here. Kicking down Lidan's door, Ken stepped in...[/i] Ken: You all have to get the **** out of here! NOW! [i]Ken waited for their reply[/i][/color]