Corey

Yet in this 'politically correct' world resides the wonderful little word called hate. It's what makes war happen. Do you honestly think those terroists did that little stunt because they didn't like the colors of the American flag, or some trivial reason like that? No. They did it because someone told them to hate us. hate=war Be it a full-blown storm their shores attack or a street corner brawl. It all comes from the same thing, hate. And unfortunately it's also a concept branded into our very being.

Wanting a relationship at the age of 11 is one of those little things that say puberty is on it's way. Though if you're not careful, it can turn into a very bad situation. Wait.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Harry [/i] [B]you should stop eating. I mean food only makes you fat so why do you eat it? [/B][/QUOTE] You should stop breathing. I mean air only keeps you alive and therefore adding stupidity to Ob, so why do you do it?

The roomate approves greatly, I assure you.

This world has no hope. Eventually, we will all self destruct and leave this world in tatters. I just hope I'm gone before it happens.

When I said purely scientific discussion, I had already had two pots of coffee. Insomnia can sometimes lead one to say the wrong thing. What I meant was nothing that uses God or some paranormal being as a way out. ----- tattoi, if you could post more information on the tesseract item I would be much appreciated. It intruigues me. Heaven's Cloud, if you visualize time as a bowl then it seems possible to have time stop and then move backward. Like so,

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Sharpie [/i] [B]I stand firmly by my "you can't spell crap without rap" solgan. I hate rap. [/B][/QUOTE] None the less Manic, that was damn funny. Raps not really my thing. If I do listen to it, I listen to the underground stuff. Most mainstream rap simply is monotonous. **** her. Kill that. Snort this. Smoke that. Shoot him. Rape her. It's not what I like in my music. And I know I'm going to get yelled at by someone for this, so I'm just going to let it be and not visit this little topic anymore.

'The Dark Tower' books by Stephen King are very good. There are four right now, but he plans on writing three more. The first tells the tale of Roland Of Gilead, the worlds last Gunslinger in some strange post apocholyptic mock-earth, as he travels across an immense desert in pursuit of The Man In Black. It's a very good book. As are the others. However, I won't ruin the others for you seeing as they all tie into eachother.

Technically, I'm severely overweight. I am about 240lbs and 6'2". However, I bike long distances and swim laps. I have biked up to seventy miles in a day for three days straight. Usually I bike about five ot ten in a given day. I am very fit, dispite my weight. My suggestion to you, stop caring how you look. If someone goes after you simply because you look like a 'model', they're going after you for the wrong reasons. You look perfectly fine. Now stop thinking about society and concentrait on more important things... Like Phantom.

Thankyou all. But really, I did them both in about ten minutes total. I don't even remember how.

[b]Name:[/b] Claudio Balazar [b]Age:[/b] 27 [b]Race:[/b] Human [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Occupation:[/b] Tavern Owner/Bartender [b]House Type:[/b] The tavern is made of wood. He sleeps in an adjoining room. [b]Looks:[/b] Claudio is a rather tall (6'8"), thin (178lbs) man. He has a mass of greasy black hair that hangs down to his shoulders. He wears white, cotton, button-up shirts and black denim pants. His eyes are the color of soot. His facial hair is kept down to a dirty stubble. [b]Small Bio:[/b] Claudio has never wanted anything more in life than to just work. He never wanted to fight. He never wanted to travel. He wanted to set up an establishment and work. And he did. Claudio opened up the Sevenstar Torch seven years ago at the age of twenty. He began small, but quickly gained enough wealth to expand hisspawning tavern. He moved to Black Haven a little over a year ago, renaming his tavern The Black Haven Torch And there he works, selling people imported and domestic alcoholic drinks. Some he purchases from travelers. Some he makes himself. He is content.

If you are reading this and wish to post something either with your own theories or commenting on mine, I want you to leave any kind of God out of it. This is a purely scientific topic. No philosophical talk please. I want pure scientific discussion. Also keep in mind that this is pure theory. This is what I believe. ---The dimensions that have known boundaries are displayed through the use of segments. ---Ones that don't are displayed through rays. [img]http://yerocsoor.250free.com/1d.jpg[/img] 1d [img]http://yerocsoor.250free.com/2d.jpg[/img] 2d [img]http://yerocsoor.250free.com/3d.jpg[/img] 3d [img]http://yerocsoor.250free.com/cube.jpg[/img] A 3d figure [img]http://yerocsoor.250free.com/time.jpg[/img] Time, in dimensional terms. 3d is what we perceive time in. The fourth (4d) is the never-ending flow that is time. 5d could be time moving backward, taking into account that 4d is time. 6d could be time standing still. Infinity suspended in a moment. 7d could be time moving in both directions at once. A singularity I can't even imagine. This is what I see.

A concussion complete with ambulance ride and hospital examination resulting from a faulty bike part. People really should take more time in building simple once piece cranks.

As with Ken, I don't really know ye. However the Airforce would be my choice if I suddenly got the urge to serve this country. Good luck.

I tried for a very long time to make a relationship work, that was never meant to. I am still very good friends with the girl, but I don't talk to her as much as I'd like. School's staring soon. I'll see her then. But moving on can sometimes be one of the better things in life. It's like being reborn, with more experiance and knowlegde.

I took it when I was extremely young. I don't remember any of it anymore. But it'll probably kick in if I ever get into a fight.

I just decided to piss around on my program this morning and made a few somthings rather cool looking. The banner: [img]http://yerocsoor.250free.com/burn1.jpg[/img] The Avi: [img]http://yerocsoor.250free.com/burnavi.jpg[/img]

I cried at a good friends funeral a while ago, but not since. At least not that I can think of or would willingly talk about. I'm a pretty emotional person. Sadness-wise at least. People try to comfort me and I get in their little faces about it later. I'm not really one for comfort.

Two hours and no mods have dropped by this forum? Interesting. I always imagined them there mods to have super human spam-sencing powers or something. Eh well.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Tical Spelling corrected by KnightOfTheRose[/i] [B]In fact, I'm planning on killing myself sometime in these next couple of weeks...[/B][/QUOTE] Crys for help usually go in a thread of their own. And if you're this open about it, I severely doubt you will actually go through with anything.

*wonders when they are being shown* I want to catch them all. Everything these people do is amazing. What better reason to watch then to see someone hurt themselves?

I think you should go on a murdering rampage and end all their worries with a nice little AK. But of course I just got out of spending almost six hours with someone that I absolutely dispise. Don't take my prior advice. Instead confront your mom about it. Tell her the problems that he causes and that you would like something done. Do not threaten. Threatening makes it sound like your way is the only way and that you are pissed enough to do my prior advice. Work something out privately with your mom. As for the computer problem, hide the power cord so only you know where it is. When you want to use it, take it out, plug it in and do whatever the hell you want to do. Then shutdown, unplug, and all technological problems are over.

[b]Claudio-[/b] "No! I was so close!" Claudio ran up to the boat attendant and wrapped his whip around the mans throat. "Launch. Now." [b]Attendant-[/b] "I can't. There are other passengers we have to wait for." Claudio pressed a button and razors began edging out of the whip. They began digging into the mans neck, drawing blood. "Ok! Ok!" I smiled at him and unwrapped my weapon from the soft tissues of his neck. He ran off rather flustered, and began raising the anchors. I watched him scurry around while shooting nervous looks at me. The boat began lurching foward. I smiled. I was close...

OOC: Ohkami, Nanaki is well over 16. Read into FF7 a little better next time. ---------- [b]Name:[/b] Claudio Balazar [b]Age:[/b] 34 [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Description:[/b] Claudio stands at about 6' 10" tall and has striking blue eyes. His hair is completely white and shoulder length. He dresses in a black suit with a crimson button-up undershirt. His features are thin, almost to the point of skelital. [b]Weapon:[/b] Electrified Razor-Whip [b]Spells:[/b] Bolt 1 [b]Bio:[/b] Claudio was a scholar, born into this world in the town of Wutai. There he learned, trained, and intensified his need to leave the little no-where town. When he was sixteen, Claudio traveled to what remained of the long ago destroyed Midgar. He searched for months for the remains of the Presidential Library. Small bits of book pointed him in the right direction. "The Jenova Project." "The Shinra Space Program." These were not what he was interested in. Finally, after nearly five months of searching, Claudio found what he had been searching for. Information about the Ancients. He read. And read. And read. His unsatiable need for knowlege never left him. So he read of Sephiroth. He sought out rare texts that descibed the final battles. He read of Cloud Strife. He read of Aeris, the ancient. He read of them all, and hated them. Sephiroth wated to bring peace to this world through judgement. He had every right as the remaining ancient to tear this world apart and head for the promised land. Then on one glorious day, Claudio found one of the personal journals of the being Cait Sith. From what he saw, Sephiroth had not dissapeared. He had only layed dormant, immobile in a kind of Embryotic Materia. The fool said nothing to his coleagues for fear of blame. He did not want to fight any longer. Claudio set out in search of this materia, this gem. All of his information pointed him to the great tourist attraction Bone Village. As he boarded a boat in Calm, a pillar of black light shot from the village's area on the opposite shore. Sephiroth was free. And Claudio planned to join him on his quest for perfection through destruction.

Well, I could honestly care less untill people start living on the moon. When they do that, then we will know for sure.