Corey

I recently attended a concert of theirs. I thought they were really awesome. So I went out and bought their Animosity CD. Does anyone else listen to them, like/dislike them?

Yeah Ginny... I meant Six... I was fried earlier today. I was all in my work midset and then was told that I didn't have to come in. Yay for me but now I just got up from sleeping five hours so yeah..... [b]Q:Which Aeon in FFX has a second overkill skill and how do you obtain it?[/b] And I belive you mean Overdrive. ;) A: Yojimbo? You have to unlock Aurons Masamune.

[b]A:[/b] My responce would be the RUBY and Desert Rose method. [b]Q:[/b] Where are the locations of the eight Turtles Paradise flyers in FF 7?

So defensive... I was merely asking a question to make this RPG a little clearer to me. -------------------- [b]Name:[/b] Just (A Rare Hunter) [b]Age:[/b] 28 [b]Appearance:[/b] Dressed in all black. Has loosely fitting black pants, a loose black longsleeve-tee, A Black leather Trenchcoat, and steeltoed black boots. His eyes are a bright blue, a perfect contrast to his depressing outerwear. His hair is short, only about an inch long. His height is about 6' 3" and he is of medium build. He wears two silver rings on his righ hand. [b]Deck Theme:[/b] Undead/Fire [b]Rare Card(s):[/b] Chaos Mage, Shield & Sword, The Raise Dead Mist...(I can't remember the name.) [b]Basic Info On Yourself:[/b] Very quiet and calculating. During duels he barely speaks, except to taunt his opponents. [b]Why You're Here In The First Place:[/b] Maxim hire him for a very heft sum, if he can collect Exodia, that is.

My body walked around the city. Slowly the Matrix extracted the remenants of my caches. Soon they would all be gone. But for now, my body just wandered. I saw a man walk by me and eye me with suspision. I turned and followed him. He walked into a building and closed the door. I snapped it off it's hinges with ease and followed the now running man inside. He cried out and begged me to stop. I grabbed him and raised him off of the ground. I drew back my fist. A voice spoke up in my mind. [b]Matrix-[/b] "Cache dispersasal complete. Program returned to vessel." I blinked and put the man down. He cowered away. I walked out of the building and frowned to myself. I hated the down time. I disliked not having control. But now was different. Programming code flickered into my sensors and I was given a small dose of the future. [b]Dissphoria-[/b] "Neo..."

FF 9 Theory- the Dark Faces and Bright eyes are side effects from the Mist.

Q: What weapon of Clouds in FF VII has triple materia growth?

Name: Dissphoria Age: Unknown Expertise: Agent Bio: An early version of the angent program. Once in a while his caches need to be emptied. During this 'down time' his body runs free not able to be controlled. 'Why is he not eliminated?' you may ask. An accidental programming code gave him the ability to sence the immediate future inside of the Matrix. He has been gifted with a kind of technological precognitian. Appearance: A black, crushed-velvet, suit. Reflectice sunglasses.

I sort of like them. My musical tastes fluctuate with my mood. Right now I'm into some bizzare Christmas techno. On the whole though, I do enjoy their music. Isn't Corey with them?

Name: Ryan Schezar Course Study/Skills: Theoretical Technology and Technological Mechanics. Highly social. A slight outcast. Branch: Advancement. Symbol and location of symbol: Has a tatoo of a winged demon on his palm. Nationality: UoUE, Caucasian. Assingment: UoUE, Mid West of North America Owned Equipment: Many types of prototype weapons. Bio: Ryan owns a small 'hole-in-the-wall' shop that outwardly sells weapons and armor. Inwardly it sells many types of prototype weaponry of Ryan's creation to members of the Society. His father opened the buisiness as just a weapons store. Later in life he was inducted into the Society an started selling weapon to them as well. Now he is dying. Soon he will die from Gamma poisoning and Ryan will take over the buisiness. Hopefully it will give him more than a Gamma Blaster to the chest. Appearence: About 6' 3". Brown hair that's a little to long and stringy. Medium build. Rather skiny. Hazel eyes and small tinted glasses.

Ok Flash, I'll do it for you... I was looking forward to your post though. ----------- IC: My body stalked up the long stairway. The Archangel Simikiel planned to attack the Gates of Hell, the place where all souls entered this wasteland. I was beggining to hate Satan. As grateful as I was to him for all the things he had done for me, he was unwillingly using my body. I contiually screamed at him from the small section of my mind in which I had been locked up. He paid no attention. Finnaly the false red light of Hell reached my eyes. He sighed and smiled. [b]Ryan(Satan)-[/b] "There they are. The Gates still stand. There is no way the Angel cou-" A large blast of energy knocked the gates off of their unholy hinges. Thousands of angels poured in. I could feel the rage rising in my captor. His eyes began to pulse red, and black tendrils of mana rose from his shoulders. "No! I will not let them!" A flash of black fire erupted from his palms and enveloped my body. The fire dispersed and I was covered in the black armour of Satan. Runes written on the armour pulsed a deep red. He raised his hand and a sword phased into existance. It was black as well. It golwed black as he gripped it. "You will all DIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!" His last words echoed throughout the underworld and many Archangels stopped to look for the source of the voice. Satan ran at the closest battalion of Archangels, sword raised. They saw him a moment too late. His sword sliced all ten in half. They slid down to the ground and screamed in pain. Another battalion was running at me/him. He screamed and jets of black energy rushed out of my mouth. They ripped the angels to shreds. Bloodstained feathers flew everywhere. A volley of ice arrows was launched at my amour covered body. Satan glared at the arrows from behind his helmut and held up a hand. They melted and evaporated in puffs of steam. Another wave of his hand and the Ice Angels that were shooting the arrows burst into flames. They fell like wounded birds as they attempted to put out the fire that was spreading over their flammable bodies. Their wings caught fire with large flashes of light. WHAM! WHAM! WHAMWHAMWHAMWHAMWHAMWHAMWHAMWHAMWHAMWHAMWHAM! Their bones snapped when they hit the red dusty floor. A smile spread across my captors mouth. [b]Simikiel-[/b] "Ryan! You are no match for me! Surrender now, demon!" It was Simikiel. He was flying abnout ten feet from the ground. My body turned around and removed the helmut. White hair fluttered down my head. When did I ever have white hair? "Are you so weak that you are actually aging, demon? Did I do [i]that[/i] much damage to your immortal soul?" He laughed. My body smiled back and Simikiel face slowly became emotionless. Satan used my voice to speak. [b]Ryan(Satan)-[/b] "I am no longer afraid of you Simikiel. My lord has blessed me." He laughed again. [b]Simikiel-[/b] "Do you not remember what happened the last time you used the blood of your master to give you power? I still destroyed you." [b]Ryan-[/b] "The vials are powerfull indeed but nothing compared to what has occured to this body." He put my hands behind my back and started to form two large balls of satanic energy. [b]Simikiel-[/b] "I am not afraid of you, Ryan. Nor is any other Archangel in my fleet." The energy balls were getting larger. He was going to destroy the angel of vengance in one fell swoop. The grin on my face grew wider. "What are you smiling at?" Everything seemed to slow down. I felt my hands start to move, slowly. Simikiel powered the air to stay aloft, slowly. My eyes glowed with malice and hate as tendrils of black mana drifted off my shoulders, slowly. I made the decision, quickly. I summoned all the strength I had and let it loose in a mental shockwave. [b]Ryan-[/b] [i]SIMIKIEL! LOOK OUT![/i] Everything sped back up and I saw Simikiels eyes widen. He heard me. The balls were launched at him. Where they would have destroyed him on contact they barely grazed his left wing. A few feather tunred black and fell out. He mouthed my name. He gazed into my eyes and dissapeared. He reappeared in a flash of white light near the Gates and screamed orders. [b]Simikiel-[/b] "Fall back!! Fall back!!" The Archangels looked toward their commaner and went back through the Gates of Hell. When they were gone, the armour dissapeared. [b]Ryan(Satan)-[/b] "I don't know how you did that, but you [b]will[/b] not do it again. I will destroy you." He walked toward the gates and smiled dispite the mood I had caused. Soon he would take over the earth. Why was it that I felt guilty? Oh yeah... I started this damn war...

OOC: Oh Flash... You shouldn't have. I feel like Christmas came early. ;) ----------- IC: [b]Ryan-[/b] "Damn him... Damn him..." I sculked through the River Styx, knee deep in blood. I had never been this deep into Hell before. It was unnerving. Being surrounded by beings that were all in the same mindset as me seemed wrong. I tenderly touched my side where the Angels weapon had pierced my armour and cut into me. The wound wouldn't completely heal... Ever... It pulsed as the cmbating forces tried to heal and hurt at the same time. At least I couldn't completely die. I stepped out of the blood rivier and looked forward. The door to the Throne Room stood only a few miles away. I began walking again, thinking of Simikiel. How fun it would be to hurt him... Rip him... Tear him... I shook my head to clear the violent thoughts. I stopped dead. What was I doing? I was trying to push away the thoughts that I had been recuited for. Satan had brought me into his army for my lust. He twisted that lust into hatred and death and violence. He made me a soldier and now I was attempting to push away my training. The Angel must have hurt me more than I thought. I walked again and dropped into a trance. I was dreaming in a way. I walked through a lush green countryside. I was in bland clothing and was carrying a farming tool. Where was this? Ireland? Scotland? One of the two. I looked down at my feet. Potatoes... I was a potato farmer. That's what I had been when I was alive. I felt a rush of vertigo and was suddenly in my house with my family. From the looks of things we were just sitting down for dinner. Everyone put their hands up and began to pray. I felt a rush of shame and was quickly rushed away. Here I was tending my crops. I looked down and saw them turn black. It was a famine. I had hung myself in my barn. Surprisingly I was admitted to Heaven. I got to the gates and walked in. Soon after I had started making constant trips down to be with my wife. She refused me. I was dead to her. I started hanging around old friends. One of them was a woman named Gloria. She was the vision of lovelyness. I lusted after her and layed with her many times. One day God called me into his presence. He banished me for lust. I fell and fell... and fell... and fell... Untill I hit the hard stone floor of the underworld. My wings tattered on the way down. I tried to move them but felt pain. Satan had taken me under his wing. He trained me. Prepaired me. 'Loved' me... I snapped awake. I was here. I opened the door quickly, wanting to see my master. Slowly i stepped into his chamber. He looked at me the way a father might look at a son. I was relieved. I was afraid he was going to destroy me. [b]Satan-[/b] "Ryan, do not be afraid. I am not mad. Come forward." I walked quickly up to him and kneeled. He lifted me up, struggling against the binding chain on his neck. "Come closer." I did. I was a foot from his face when it changed. It turned from warm and loving to stone cold and furious. He seized me by the throat and breathed a black cloud of mana into my mouth. I swallowed and started to convulse. He threw me against the floor and screamed at me. "If I need something done correctly, I must do it myself! No one is as strong as I!" My vision clouded and I bgan to sink into my mind. Slowly another mind surfaced. It was his. I screamed but no sound came out. My body stood up and looked at Satan. He was lying limp against his chair. My eyes were jerked away and my body began to walk up the stairs. [b]Ryan(Satan)-[/b] "You are now me, my friend. We share the same body. Now I will destroy the Earth. Funny isn't it. You will get glory for being my unwilling host. Just let that angel attack the Gates. He will fail."

Same here Rikku.

One of my friends told me not to get him anything so I bought him a bottle of fake Viagra. I hope he likes it. I gave some of my other friends disney stuff. And for one I got a spike bracelt. I still have to buy some sillyputty and a beeny for two of my friends.

U forgot to ask a question. [b]0101010101010101010101010101010101[/b] A: I thought Vivi didn't have a number. I thought he was a prototype. And if I'm wrong, might it be 12? Question: What is the giant elephant-like thing in FF X called?

I mimed KoTR infinately. First I Hasted everyone. The I just mimed repetedly.

One question before I sign up... Are there going to be actual duels in this, if so I will not join. I have not had good experiances with the honor system while playing card over the internet.

Well I have never been jumped, but thats because I try not to make enemies. I'm large, 6'2" 240lbs, and usually am able to intimidate my way out of dissagreements if I find myself in them. When I am unable to, and an argument or some kind of physical dispute ensues, I never forget. I still remember the name of a kid that kicked my in my balls in fifth grade (Damn you Alfredo...). Early this year there was this guy spraying a lot of hair spray into the air on the city bus reserved for my school. Everyone was screaming at him to stop. He wouldn't. I walked up to him and calmly asked him to stop, never taking my eyes off of his. He calmly told me that he would not. I yanked the bottle out of his hands and walked back to my seat. I sat down and held the bottle up in front of me for all the bus to see. They clapped and whistled. The guy goes and pulls out another bottle, walks up to me, and sprays it directly into my face. The entire time I was smiling as my anger and malice was quickly rising. I grabbed the bottle and yanked it. He wouldn't let go and grabbed my hair (it was long at this time). He gave a yank and contiued pulling my head to the side. I pulled my head straight and looked him straight in the eyes. He walked away with quite a bit of my hair in his hands. I still haven't let it go and one day plan to dump a cup of bleach onto his head. *Sigh* I should really get an anger management course...

... --- IC: My wings looked even more black with the liquid armor on. Black tendrils of mana floated upward from them. I gripped my blade hard and the black liquid seeped over it. Slowly the blade began to change shape. It elongated, bacame wider at the hilt, the blade thickened, and it turned black. I swung from where I was standing, about ten feet away from Simikiel. A black blade seemed to slingshot off of my weapon. It nearly sliced Simikiel in half had not the Angelic been so limber. He quickly ducked and felt only the rush of wind the black wraith-blade had left in it's wake. The spirit returned to my sword and Simikiel stood up. [b]Simikiel-[/b] "If a fight is what you want, a fight is what you will get." He drew his weapon and advanced. I smiled and gripped my sword harder. I yelled with rage and pleasure and sliced a downward arc in the air, aimed at the angels head. He parried easily and sliced my over the back. I dropped to one knee and laughed. His weapon had barely touched me. The blunt of the attack had been absorbed by the liquidic armor. The liquic started to creep up my neck. [b]Ryan-[/b] "Now you shall see the true power of my master." It covered my head and seeped into my eyes. They glowed red as I felt even more power rush through me. I grinned maliciously and sliced again at Simikiel. He blocked with his weapon and was thrown back a little. I hurredly shot another attack his way ans caught him off balance. He fell to the floor. Scrambling to get up I kicked him in the ribs. Slowly, he got up and gazed at me with hatred. I pumped my wings and flew into the upper levels of the cathedral cieling. Simikiel did the same. The Angelic seemed more confident up here. We would see...

[center][b][size=1]In Hell[/size][/b][/center] The white chain surrounding Satans leg shattered. [center][b][size=1]On Earth[/size][/b][/center] I had just been informed that second Sigul had been killed. How I love the assassins. I strode into the still ensuing conflict. We were going to win this. The Angelics were faultering. We outnumbered them three to one. I clasped my sword and stabbed a weakened Archangel in the neck. He fell to the ground bleeding. I sliced an arm off another, still heading toward the heart of the city. The demons jumped on the wounded Angelic and mauled it to death. I could see it now. There was a temple there exactly in the middle. I got to the steps and walked in. A demon sentry jumped on me. I threw it down and held a sword to it's throat. [b]Ryan-[/b] "Are you aware you just attacked me?" The demon rambled and cried. "Get out of here, tell all the others to get out as well." The demon took to the air screaming the warning. I would give my troops ten minutes to get back into the fissure. Then I would level this place. I grabbed two vials and uncorked them. The first I drank. Immediately I felt power rush through my body it invaded every cell. It electrified every hair. It strengthened every muscle. I screamed with delight and crushed the other vial in my hand. It covered my skin, and wings, with a black armor of sorts. The armor pulsed and rippled across my skin. It would strengthen me in battles and in the destruction I was about to do. Two minutes now... One... Times up. I smiled. Now, the real fireworks would begin. I plunged my sword into the ground of the temple. It began to glow black. I heard a rush of wings. Slowly I turned my head up. My eyes brightened. The blood contained in the vials made me ready for a good fight. [b]Ryan-[/b] "Simikiel! How lovely it is for you to join me. Are you hear as an observer or as a disruptor? I'm assuming the latter." I smiled again and the black armor rippled across my skin. [b]Simikiel-[/b] "Why do you do such things Ryan? You cannot possibly like it." [b]Ryan-[/b] "Oh, but I do. I enjoy killing the souls that your master holds so dear. Now if you have come to stop me then please try. I am ready for a battle." I pulled my blade from the ground and unfolded my wings.

OOC: One more post Death Knight? I enjoy your battle scenes so much. ;) -------------- [center][b][size=1]In Hell[/size][/b][/center] [b]Death Knight-[/b] "Your Chimera has been defeated. Now I think it's quite time for you to die." Satan pointed a scarred hand toward the Chimeras body. It was twitching. Death Knight followed the dirction in which Satan was pointing and grunted in disgust. "What have you done..." The Chimeras body stood up slowly, still without a head. Once it got erect a jet of flame stopped the bleeding where it's head used to be. An eye slowly opened in the center of it's chest. Then another. And another. And another. After ten eyes had appeared in a circled star pattern, a gaping mouth chewed it's way through the Chimeras stomach. It roared and started drooling blood. Satan laughed. [center][b][size=1]On Earth[/size][/b][/center] [b]Ryan-[/b] "Where am I!" I screamed into the darkness in vain. I had begun to feel aprehensive. This strange place didn't sit well with me. "Whoever is here, show yourselfes in the name of Satan!" A blinding light filled the void. I screamed and shielded my eyes. I collapsed to the 'floor' and coiled into a ball. "Who are you!" I screamed in a high-pitched, panicky voice. The light stopped shining and I opened my eyes. I was in a void of whiteness now. [b]??-[/b] [i]"I am all, and nothing. I am the stong, yet the unbelieveably weak. I am the savior, and the condemer. I am God."[/i] I blinked as I looked around for the source of the voice. This could not be God. [b]Ryan-[/b] "What do you mean 'God'?" [b]God-[/b] [i]"I am God. The source of holiness and passive lord of Earth."[/i] I looked around again and scouled. [b]Ryan-[/b] "You are no lord of Earth. Soon Satan will be the lord of the Earth. And you, being the passive self you are, are helpless to stop it. You will fall." Silence. What was he doing? Attempting to get me on the side of the Angelics? I would not go. I had been rejected once. Never again. [b]God-[/b] [i]"I still know you Ryan. I never turn my back on a soul, even if it has been completely corrupted. Souls are always good. They are made to rise, not fall."[/i] [b]Ryan-[/b] "I will never rise again. You rejected me. I will not go through that again. Now return me to my battlefield." A cut opened in the vast white area and revealed the exact spot I had stepped into. I looked back a moment and stepped through.

I'm going to out on a limb here and say Penway.

OOC: Hehe... ------------------ Satan sat back in his throne, still bound. Slowly he regained his composure. [b]Satan-[/b] "Death Knight... My old friend. How long have I know you?" [b]Sennen-[/b] "A very long time." [b]Satan-[/b] "Indeed... Why did you turn away from your mission, Death Knight? You pledged you soul to me." [b]Sennen-[/b] "..." [b]Satan-[/b] "As silent as ever I see. Then tell me, Death Knight, do you really believe you can win?" [b]Sennen-[/b] "Sennen..." Satans eyes flashed red. [b]Satan-[/b] "Excuse me? The aeons of screams seem to finnaly be damaging my hearing." [b]Sennen-[/b] "My name is Sennen. The name you have given me no longer holds. I am a free spirit." A gale of laughter shook the hall. [b]Satan-[/b] "Really. If you are free then why not slay me? You can't. Even though I am bound you still have enough evil in you to render you attacks useless against me. Instead of attacking me, please, fight against my new soldiers." Satan snapped his fingers and three very large creatures walked into the room. Each looked like it was covered with human skin. And each looked like it had the power of twenty demons. They roared and charged at Sennen with claws ten inches long.

OOC: *Bows head* I accept my punishment with good grace and will never God Mod again. :) And people... I'm not a demon, I'm a Fallen Angel. ----------- IC: Damn that Angel... Damn it to Hell... How I would love to get him down there. Perhaps I would cast him into the Tourture Chamber. Perhaps I would imbue him into the machine... Perhaps I would just kill him. I stood up slowly, grasping the rapidly healing wound on my wrist. Dirty his coat. I would not waste such a precious thing on him. I had planned to take the blood. I felt the small surge of pain as the wound completely closed. I shook it to make sure the blood had stopped flowing. [b]Ryan-[/b] "The city is falling..." I had taken up talking to myself recently. I was the only person I could trust. Me and my Master. Soon He would be released. One Sigul in the city had fallen. Two left now... The newcomer and the one here. Something was happening in my mind. A dark cloud had been fogging my thoughts. Perhaps I was becoming more demon-like. Maybe I would gain more powers. Maybe... [b]Ryan-[/b] "Maybe..." I opened a portal and walked in. Where was I going? I didn't seem to be in control of my action. What was happening?!

Many of you that replied to my question were close. It's "Roosevelt Is Dead". How many different shapes of leaves does the Sassafras tree have at one time?