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[size=1][color=gray]-I'll update this with history tomorrow -.- remind me of it..- [b]Name:[/b] Alendral Kiting [b]Age:[/b] Appears to be 21 [b]gender:[/b] Male [b]Race:[/b] Eldarian [b]Birth-Place:[/b] in the capital city of Edhellen: Enedil [b]Class:[/b] Cleric [b]Appearance:[/b][url=http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=19689&stc=1]Click pic[/url] (sort of sucky drawing, scanned with Digital camera..) On the right of the drawing is Alendral (the other was an old sketch -.-). He is wearing a robe and underneath it is a chain mail. The scar on his cheak is supposed to be more on his jaw instead. [b]Personality:[/b] Alendral can be seen as a very quiet person. He likes to think a lot, sometimes posts and posts long (=P). His team work aint bad, but Alendral preffers to not have to rely on someone. [b]History:[/b] [i][u]Class specific[/u][/i] [b]Weapon(s):[/b] -[i][url=http://bladezilla.com/media/valermos.jpg]Valermos, sword of fire[/url][/i] -[i][url=http://www.onestopknifeshop.com/images/united/uc-kr14.jpg]Serpent Dagger[/url][/i] Unlike the most Cleric's, Alendral preffers using swords instead of maces. [b]Prayers/Magic:[/b] -awaiting list of prayers- [b]Skills:[/b] Mass Healing- Heals everyone in like 10 meters reach, excluding himself. This skill works really well, but it uses so much energy of Alendral, that if he uses it too much, it can be fatal. Mass Healing only works on people who Alendral has in his mind as an ally, so even people neutral to him wont be healed. [/color][/size]

[color=gray][size=1]The window was open and the wind coming through it, blew up Chab's long hair. Suddenly the wind started blowing harder and blew off Chab's long haired, blonde wig, revealing his short ash blonde hair. "Crap ;_; " After a small moment of crying sexy in a corner, he put back on his wig and walked upto the southern window of the Inn. "Let us take alook at that castle of Mr. Tickles" The huge small castle was floating above the biggest frog pond you have ever seen. Its dark stones, and the banana split dripping all over it. When they looked better they could see a monkey stripping infront of a window of the castle. "Unsexy ;_;" The two sexy heroes of this sexy story said to eachother and had to wash their eyes with acid once more. After that, they went to Lake Naners. The sun was shining brightly and the rainclouds were happily dancing infront when the two sexy heroes of this sexy story were walking through the forest that seperated the town with the biggest frog pool you have ever seen. The department from the small town of Hallos was heartbreaking. All of the five inhabitants have given them a raw match, together with a tinderbox filled with chickens for tonights dinner. And now, when the sexy heroes of this sexy story were just a hundred meters away, they were still waving at them with their paper cows. "What a sexy day for the start our Rated S for extremely sexy adventure!" Said Shib while walking sexy along the path. "And how 1337 are all of those apes crossed with horses, carrying bows, who have been following us since we have left town." "Indeed indeed Chab my 1337 mate." "You said it sexy Shib." And while talking they eventually ended up in a small swamp. How they knew it was a swamp? Because of the quick sand they were standing in ofcourse! >:^o So here they were, standing in a puddle of sand, moving as much as they can to get out of this unsexy situation. [/size][/color]

[size=1][center][i][color=red]This is a duo RP by DW and Boo[/color] [color=gray] The 1337 Pimps Theatres is proud to present to you the first episode of the [b]Sexified Adventures[/b]. An RP with high sexiness value:[/i] [img]http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=19678[/img] [b][u]Sexified adventures: Shib and Chab[/u][/b] Our story begins in an age where people still believed in a massive ammount of gods. And which gods are more important than the gods of Greece? Who doesnt know them? Gods like Zeus, the head god and at the same time, god of thunder. Ares, god of war, Neptune, god of water .... And eh... err... A lot of other gods who probably are really cool and all. But the most important gods ofcourse, the gods of sexiness and the god of 1337. They are not official gods, but their immense power as human beings, gave them entrance to olympus. Olympus... There, high on the holy mountain, covered by clouds and where humans can not reach. There lies the home base of all the gods of good. The gods who reign over the whole world, except germany. They have Thor, and he smells. The gods who have even locked away the Titans with their powers. The gods who all have beards except for the sissy mercury. They are all here, on this mountain. Follow the sweet aroma of applejuice and the smell of goddish toilets. Here, on the great mountain of Olympus, where there is always a fest, right now, is the greatest fuss anyone has ever seen. You can just taste the fuss in the air. Even the 'gods' of sexiness and 1337 aren't chilly anymore. Just a small while ago, the sissy delivery guy Mercury, received message that the great prison of the titans had a small leak. Not big enough for any of the titans except for the worst of all:... Mr. Tickles! This unsexy monkey is said to be planning to change whole the world in a banana Hades. At first, this didn't sound so terrible, untill they heared that Mr. Tickles was planning to make the mountain Olympus unchilly. This made the gods sooo mad that in all of their ragement, they went to the bathroom. And after that, they sent their mightiest warriors to stop this unsexy monkey. Shib and Chab, the 'gods' of sexiness and 1337, were sent on the most dangerous mission of their lives. If they will survive? No one knows. The greatest and most sexy adventure ever is about to enfold. What ever is waiting for them down the mountain, it cant be worse than Mercury's cooking. Go Shib and Chab, make the world proud![/size][/center][/color]

[color=gray][size=1]The silent which fell after the loud shots of the two desert eagles, resting in the hands of a man, was so sudden that it would almost hurt your ears. The smell of gunpowder, the smoke coming from the guns and the ash on the floor seemed to be stunning for the people who were just walking on the streets of London. But the silence didnt last long. It seemed like everyone had decided together to scream at the exact same time. The ravage right after that was undescribeable. Everyone was terrified and started running around, jumping in the first shop or hiding place they could find. The vampire who had unleashed the bullets, had dissapeared in the croud... The sound of water splashing up echoed through the sewers of London. From down here you couldn't hear a thing of what happened above. In here, you could only hear a man running through the waters. His soft mumbling had a sense of annoyance in it. "I shoot the vilian, and what do I get in return? A big headache thats what. Foolish humans, not knowing what great danger is just walking between them..." If you look well enough, you can see his sharp teeth moving up and down whilst he's talking, his pointy ears while his hairs move away, his hardened eyes, who had seen things no one else has seen. Eyes, who were taunted by the sight of death and terror, as if they had looked the devil in his own eyes. His mind was suddenly drawn by the sight of his watch. "I better hurry if I want to return to base in time." With that, he made his run a sprint and as a spear he went through the sewers. "Alright people, I'm back!" "Welcome back. How was your hunting, Boris?" "Same as ussual. Shot a lunatic vampire and then got some roses thrown at me as a thanks." "Just keep dreaming and one day those roses will come, untill then, you'll have to do it with bricks mate." "Heh. Well I better get showering, I heared the boss wants to speak with me, no?" Without waiting for an answer, Boris went off to the showers. The shower was a real release, as always. But this time he was less happy. He was wondering what the boss wanted... Was it going to be negative or positive? --- Sorry for short ending of post.. My writing ran dry. Boris is in the HQ of the RSDG by the way [/size][/color]

[color=gray]Oh wow.. That voice is like the copy of ganondorf in the flash movie "Ganondorf returns" :< *coughers* Anyways. You'll pwn in flash in no time, keep us updated with your work or else I cry cause this one was too short for its kewlinesh ;_; PS: Next time, uplode the flash to a website -.-[/color]

[color=gray]Sorry, I was bored so I made a banner aswell -.- [img]http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=19488&stc=1[/img] The picture of Yuna was sort of small...[/color]

[color=gray]In the legolas one, you should blend him more into the background instead of using black dots for it. I like the picture you used, but since its pretty good quality and the text isnt.. blegh.. The second one is better already, yet the quality of the pictures you used are lower than the legolas one. The text looks better than before aswell. Both the images arent wallpaper size though -.-[/color]

[color=gray][size=1]Random can be very funny when you at least 1. Have a bit of storyline 2. Don't force your thoughts into randomness ¬.¬ And the funny fact is... This looked as forced as it can be. And that fact, basically was the only funny thing.[/color][/size]

[color=gray]Well I have been moderator on quite a few boards (and admin aswell). The reason why I want to be one is because I quickly get annoyed by n00bish posts o-0... Like on some final fantasy board, the people posted in Roleplaying stories like: "The living potatoe walks in the room and orders a drink, THE END". And when you say something about it, they look at your post count and just start to flame you. So it's more likely because I like to be on a forum with decent quality posts. In RPstories, but also in Art&Design boards (contructive critisme) and whatnot. The fact that I do not have the right to just tell someone that he should improve his post quality bugs me I guess. Which come down on what Solo just told, but just in my short version lol. And what I didnt say, I still have in my head. Like in a spamfest my hands ache when I see something I like, being ruined infront of my nose while not having the rights to do something about it -__-[/color]

[color=gray][size=1][quote][b]i thought i could do without it their incesstant screams haunt me at night the way i was spurred my hurt and pain (this line and the one above are nasty -.-) than mere forgivness children run before me kicking up the dirt and grinding into the grass all of the rain flows down the trees in tears of heavily laden clouds sunlight reappears with a flourish of birds and begins to slowly devour my skin.[/b][/quote] As you may have noticed, I changed the poem a bit. I don't know if it's much better this way but it reads easier at the least ^^;; As always, I think the poem is magnificant lol, but like said; you should try putting words that belong to eachother, together in one line, instead of seperating them. ^_~ Also, the end is sort of... too open... but that could be me. [/size][/color]

[color=gray]Okay... This was scary o-0 At some times I found it (really) funny and sometimes you brought it wrong. But yes, it's a really good start. Like the part when they summon Bill Cosby, you should have let Charles said just a few dots infront of his line instead of adding: "Everyon is silent for a moment" And after Charles' line, leave the reaction on it. It gives the story more randomness. And there are more of these small flaws. As said, a good start, and you'll learn the true way of the randomness. *japanese samurai tune at background* Furthermore, Randomness is not Gav's only o-0, I remember myself making really random stories before I knew him -.-*tosses a potatoe at James and walks off*[/color]

[color=gray][size=1][b]Name:[/b] Boris Автор (last name is in Russian, since he's Russian) [b]Age:[/b] 237 [b]Side:[/b] the RSDG [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Species:[/b] Vampire [b]Race:[/b] White Vampire o-0 [b]Description:[/b] Boris is a bit musclar, but not really much. With his 2 meters heigth, 95 kilo gram weigth, his long ash blonde hair and green eyes, you wouldn't think he comes from Russia at all. He wears black trousers, black shirts, a black cape black everything. The only things that aren't black are either jewels (which is a little amulet with carrying a photo and a few rings and bracelets) or his RSDG emblem on his belt. [b]Personality:[/b] The personality of Boris is sort of unpredictable. Suddenly he can vary from acting like a thinker to really active. The same is with his battling, mostly he only does it out of self protection or protection of others, but sometimes his vampire in himself takes over and he starts to dare people into battling. Yet, this does not mean he drinks human blood. His blood drinking has lowered to only a small animal every few weeks or so, but his changing moods do make people feel scared when he's near them. [b]Weapons:[/b] He's not very fond of guns and rifles, so he scales down to pistoles and bladed weapons. His favourite weapon must be the [b](pair of) Desert Eagle(s)[/b], together with an arsenal of normal, bursting, silver and with holy water filled exploding bullets. Also, he uses a short sword, called [b][url=http://members.aol.com/jandjchen2/hk9968.jpg]Dragon claw[/url][/b] (click name for picture). [b]Place of Birth:[/b] Russia, Leningrad [b]Biography:[/b] Remember, this was 237 years ago, so the birth of Boris was one big disaster. It was in the days the vampire hunting was humangous. In Leningrad, if it werent forbidden, even the children would be chasing every vampire. Just the fact that they knew that the whole city hunted vampires, they got enough courage to do the same. From stakes and garlick, till ordinary hammers and whatnot, the vampires were chased down. The vampires must all be eliminated, whatever it cost. You may understand that the birth of a vampire caused quite an uproar in town. So almost as soon as he was born, Boris' parents ran. From Russia through Austria and Germany, and finally to end up in the Netherlands, where the vampire hunting was a lot less than in Russia. There, the parents of the vampire child, learned him not to drink human blood and animal blood instead. This was to make sure he wouldn't be chased down for drinking human blood. And Boris learned what he was being teached. Only hundred years later, both of his parents died. His father by a stake, his mother by broken lungs. The day she saw her husband fall to ashes, she screamed so loud that they snapped. Yet, with the same scream, she took with her the hunters of her husband. Heart attacks... How strange that the most important muscle in the whole human body is so weak... What am I bazzling? I should move on with the biography. Boris, ofcourse sad, but with not a single bit of lust for vengeance in him (the killers were dead, so what was the point in killing anyone?), took a boat to England. Although he was chased by Lowendove, after almost hundred years he joined the RSDG, where this biography ends and the story shall continue in the RP. [/color][/size]

[color=gray]The drawing be very 1337. Although it makes me want to [strike]throw a potatoe at him[/strike] hug it :< The piece of tree next to him [strike]reminds me of the fact that I can't surf[/strike] looks very kewl too.. The banner. Ahem. Okay here it goes. The little left cat should be made bigger ¬.¬ o.t.t, The name looks poopy, though the big text looks nice. Make name with less fat outlines...[/color]

[color=gray][size=1]I'm going to spain for the summer... Probably the only difference from Spain and France is that they speak a different language, but oh well. It's the fact that I've been to Spain and a lot of you haven't, blegh ^_~ The rest of the summer I'll probably be wasting away checking OB every hour and if there's nothing which I feel like to post on, I'll go play some lame games. Either Snes, MMORPG's or online FPShooters. That's all.. Am stuck on school for like 4 weeks still though..[/color][/size]

[color=gray][size=1]Anna.. I mean the movie, was really nice ^^;; Although sometimes it was a little predictable, the action filled those parts in. I have to agree on every single word Seraph said. The movie was in my opinion better than Lord Of The Rings II & III (mainly because I don't liked those terribly much lol). Nice acting, nice storyline and nice Anna. That's all there is to be said -.-[/size][/color]

[color=gray]Err... Are you sure the picture is exactly or less than 160×80 and that its .jpeg or .gif? And if you got that all checked, could you post the link? It might just be a poopy link or something...[/color]

[color=gray][size=1]The wind had blown away the clouds on the sky, revealing the huge moon behind them. It almost looked sinister as big as it was. Withing deep thoughts, Kiting was sitting on a small hill near town, peering at that big moon. Thoughts about the battle, about the people in the battle, about every single Teen Titan, about Falcon, about Slade, but most of all, the weakening power that Raven spread. He felt a lot weaker when he was fighting against Falcon. His sight became vague more than once and his reaction speed was far below his normal. He wondered what he thought of the Teen Titans... Actually, none had bugged him yet... He just got pissed off because of that Talisman who didn't pick a side. [i]"Fight at Slade's side or the Teen Titan's side... Not between it..."[/i] A squall brought him back in reality. Behind him, Falcon had just landed. He didn't sense as freeked out as normal. When Kiting turned around he saw a serious face which was, like Kiting himself just was, looking at the big moon. "It's big..." Falcon let out after a while. His face had changed. It now looked as if it was expecting something terrible. As if he had a vision of what yet to come, and one that didn't look nice. The boy with the robot arm did not reply on it. He just stared at his arm. For the first time he realized how stupid it is looking and at the same time he felt sorry for fighting against Falcon. Falcon, who had been messed with a lot more than his spoony arm. Falcon, who's soul has crumbled in Slade's hand just to do the thing he can't do himself; Taking care of the Teen Titans and then take over the world or something like that... And suddenly Kiting realized that he didn't even know what he is fighting for... What was his point exactly in fighting for Slade?.. [/size][/color]

[color=gray][size=1][b]OOC:[/B] Sorry for the shortness, ran out of story and your wife is forcing me to post in her "Vicky - The Chojin - says: It's my LONGEST LARGEST Rp ever" =P [b]IC:[/b] The sound of stone being shattered, being carried away and being formed in proper shapes was overwhelming. And even though no one could hear a thing, they all knew what to do. Here, on the stone gathering fields of Po-Metru, the habitans were chopping on the rocks with all their energy. Everything was going like normal... untill... A scream echoed over the hard working Matoran heads. A shadow on the ground moved swiftly to where the scream came from. Just a few meters infront of that place, the shadow became smaller and finally Onewa landed on the ground, making a cloud of dust fly up. The matoran who had screamed, could only point to a rock entangled by some sort of plant. [i]"Morbuzakh?"[/i] Onewa thought to himself. And the same moment he began chopping into the plant. After a very short while, the plant was lying on the ground while it was part by part dissapearing untill nothing was left but a pile of ash. "Thanks Onewa" with that, the Matoran ran off to the others and tell what he had seen. "Thanks Onewa?.. Hell, the plant wasn't even attacking that guy." The Tao shattered the remaining of the rock he just cleared of the plant. "What is up with that bloody plant? Why would a bunch of leaves and roots want to take over Metru Mui?" He left the rock in small pieces when he swung to a wall and from there on swung to a tower and further. "I'll go ask the golden matoran about the plant, cause its beyond my imagination." He swinged on the ground, walked for a bit when the towers stopped and swinged back on the first high object. [/color][/size]

[color=gray]Well, since you ripped that banner off one of your wallpapers it makes it less original lol. But anyways. I like how you did it and the colours mix well. Though you should try to use different effects and colours next time. This is getting a bit one tuned. (same with the text) I do like the stuff faded in the back. It's fun that when you look in the banner, you find a lot of pictures hidden ^_^;;[/color]

[color=gray]At my 8th or something there was some series on FoxKids with a bunch of Robots that were killing monsters in space. It really looked like gundam but in Gundam are no monsters -.- But it might be that I have already seen Pokémon before that... I'm not really sure.[/color]

[color=gray]Okay, I'll make it. Just answer this: Don't you mean Kite? ^_^;; And do you only want a banner? or also and avater.[/color]

[color=gray][b]Name:[/b] Toa Onewa [b]Element:[/b] Stone [b]District:[/b] Po-Metru [b]Appearance:[/b] [IMG]http://cache.lego.com/images/shop/Products/TYPE10/LEGO-US-2057/Set384x288us008604.jpg[/IMG] [b]Kanohi Mask/Power:[/b] Onewa wears the Kanohi Komau, the Great Mask of mind control, which allows him to direct the actions of other beings. [b]Tools/Ability:[/b] He carries two Proto Pitons, which he uses to scale buildings and swing from one to another. They also serve to channel his power to control stone. [b]Biography:[/b] Tao Metru of Stone and guardion of Onu-Metru, Onewa was a master stone carver before his transformation. Like many residents of Po-Metru, he looks down on those from Ko-Metru and Onu-Metru as not doing ?real work?. Onewa is courageous almost to the point of being reckless, and refuses to accept defeat. He will always find a way to win. Onewa has no truly close friends among the Toa Metru, mainly because he is so quick to anger. He particularly rides Vakama and Nuju, neither one of whom are his Idea of a Toa. But he can always be trusted in a crisis and has more than once come up with a plan to save the situation. He has enormous confidence in his own ability to achive. [/color]

[color=gray][size=1]The door of Slade's room was slammed open as Kiting barged in. His eyes were burning of anger and his fists were clenched, making his knuckles big white spots on his red hands. It was like Kiting was about to attack Slade himself. "What was that all about?!" He yelled against Slade's back. "What do you mean?" Slade responded. Even though he was wearing a mask, Kiting could still feel his ironic grin stinging through it. "That moron of a Falcon!" "I don't think you want him to hear you calling him like that." [i]'Is that a threat?!'[/i] was the first that slipped in Kitings mind, but instead he replied "What makes the difference if he hears it? He's going to get us all killed anyways!" "He merely saw you as an enemy." "Then bloody reprogram him or whatnot! Make sure he does what he's supposed to do next time, and thats NOT attacking people who were just saving his lousy life!" "You were fighting along sides with the Teen Titans against him. Don't you see that as a threat for him?" "If this happens again, I will not be so sweet as I am now!" Was the last Kiting hollowed right before leaving the room and smashing the doors behind him again. "What is his problem? He is still alive isn't he?" Slade was just checking his monitors like when Kiting rushed in. He switched between screens and grinned while talking to himself. "The bird is still in it's cage and is being fixed and improved. It's all going well untill now. Though, I can't have my men muting now..." The next screen appeared on his monitor. Turning around again, he noticed a spore of blood on the ground. "I've outdone myself once again." Kiting was sitting on a bed with a doctor figure next to him. It could be Dr Light, but he couldn't see clear enough. While looking at his new and robotic left arm, a memory flashed up about what happened the other day... [i]The roof came falling down. He and Talisman began jumping up the falling stone. As soon as they reached the surface, Talisman flew off. And then what?... So unclear... He could only see flashes of a child, him running towards it and then the darkness. A thick mist of shadows bound around his eyes.[/i] A few parts of the mist were still hanging infront of his eyes and black spots but the rest was gone. "This new arm of yours is made of an incredibly light metal, so you might have to get used to it first. The metal also is very powerfull and hard. So beat up with it whatever you want, it wont break for the rest of your life. And I almost forgot to mention it, but you might have figured it out yourself. The weight of this arm gives you a much bigger speed advantage than before." Without saying a word, Kiting jumped off the bed and walked to his own room. After a good sleep and after it a nice training he will feel a lot better. [/size][/color]

[color=gray][size=1][i]"This starts to look like a moshpit."[/i] Kiting was still standing on the same spot as when the battle began. He was almost about to leave the battle field when he saw a hovering girl in deep concentration while Falcon was about to collapse to the ground. The sight of Falcon being practically taken over by this strange girl worked on his nerves. [I]"Slade's pride and hope is just being owned by a girl we don't even know of. I don't think this will work positive on his ego.[/i] Oh well, I guesse I?ll help him out for once." The last he said out loud while picking up a piece of rock lying on the ground near his foot. Without aiming, he tossed it towards the girl, who lost her concentration and let Falcon's mind go. "You tried to take over Falcon's mind. Falcon doesn't like people who take over his mind." Falcon let out while flying towards Talisman at high speed, sending her through a wall. All the people had fled from the club, except for the news reporters. One of them was walking up to Kiting, who had just turned around. "Hello. Could you tell us what is happening here?" "If you really want to know it. Slade send a few of his warriors in to fight the Teen Titans." "Eh.. Yes whatever. Who are you, standing at the side line?" "I'm standing at the side line because I wasn't feeling like fighting until now." Before the reporter could ask more, Kiting had already ran off to the battle, leaving her with a confused look in her eyes. The blast coming at Kiting would have hit if he wouldn?t have heared it from his right. When he looked in the direction it was shot from he saw Blackfire shooting beams at Starfire while Razorblade and Robin were in conflict as well. "Would you mind not shooting me, Blackfire?" Kiting yelled to her while walking up to that piece of the big battle around him. There came no answer from her. When he had almost reached the battle, he thought again and walked over to Falcon and ?his Teen Titans? instead. [/color][/size]

[color=gray]Ehm yessum. I would love to do it, but which part could be removed? o-0 It's kind of not sqaure enough to make it 1024×1024 without cutting something off or squish it Look below for the picture with white added to it to even up the length and height. [url]http://apoco.250free.com/ArmySoNot1337.gif[/url] [size=1]Reaction on post below: Not a problem ^_^[/size] [/color]