1) Check it Out! With Steve Brule (adult swim).
2) The Walking Dead (AMC).
3) Arrested Development (Used to be on FOX, now only on Netflix).
To be honest I liked Arrested Development a long time ago, I just didn't want to mention it here.
suddenly a street pole smashes into Grants face and he is thrown off his flying trashcan lid. "what the hell?" he says. suddenly a giant green mass is over top of him. "let me guess, the jolly green giant?" Grant says getting up and dusting himself off.
"ME HULK!" the Hulk screams. "you steal from bank! I stop you, I hero!" he lifts his hands and brings them down on Grant, who grabs them like they are nothing and lifts the hulk into the air. he can be heard grunting and straining trying to hold the hulk up. "wow, normally I can control the electromagnetic field of three things besides my own body, but with you, well, I have to use full power." he says. "looks like Hulk was a good name for you after all." he says tossing the hulk into a building. "now leave me alone before I..." suddenly a dart flies into his neck, he had turned off his electromagnetic field to fight the hulk, so he was caught off guard. he falls unconscious.
Blah.blah,blah whatever.I'm not even a "sheeple" as you like to say.You are the one in denial and in the disinformation.Quit being all spooked into thinking that these insane ideas are true.You really gotta get a grip on yourself hon.Oh and for the record just because your username is "Anon" don't think you're all edgy and shit.Most people who go on that website are the fuckups and scum of the universe.Takoyaki out.
Lord Vaizen= a strong enigmatic type, never backsdown. a true leader among men. the first to leave his clan without being banished, and the first person to create a new clan in over 50 years.
Avex= a master strategist, although some believe he is completely insane. though riddled with mental problems, such as unintentionally mispronouncing peoples names, even if he has known them for years, and being easily distracted by cute furry things, he is the only person to defeat Zhuge Liang, the greatest strategist to ever live, in a game of go. in battle he only gets distracted when the battle isn't interesting for him. he is not easily defeated in a fight, and only gives his full attention when facing someone who he thinks could have a chance in beating him. vaizen was one of the few people to gain his full attention in battle.
Varius=Vaizens childhood friend and right hand man. extremely fast.
With the recent storms that caused widespread power outages, emergency power solutions are now on many people's minds. Solar systems, like the one from EnerPlex, fills the USB solar charging needs and does it very well.
Bruce shows him to a vary fancy sitting room and sits down on the couch. he let out a heavy sigh of relief. Demetri could tell he was tired. He had heard the joker had attacked earlier that night and knew why he was so tired.
"so, Demetri isn't exactly a full name." Bruce says.
"right. the monks tell me I have two last names. one is my mothers, the other is my fathers." Demetri said. "I don't even know my mothers name, so I can't tell you that. usually I go by my fathers last name. i am Demetris Al Gaul." he says, at this bruce moves, even too fast for demetris' god like eyes to follow. before he knew it, bruce was on top of him, his arm pulled behind his back. "are you here under his orders then?" Bruce says.
"oh good, you hate my father too." Demetri said. "I was told that I was dropped off at the monastery to be trained for his purposes, do you know what it's like, to have your parents try to control your life? to mold you into something you don't want to become?" Demetri said before remembering he was talking to bruce wayne, the famous playboy Orphan. "oh, sorry. I...I have lived in greexe most of my life so I...I just forgot."Demetri said.
"it's ok, you didn't mean anything by it." Bruce said letting him up.
Downpour crashes upon broken earth, frantically escaping the dreary heavens above. Like millions of needles, it pierces the skin of my numbing and paling face. At first freezing, the sensation swiftly switches to a burning against my cheeks. With quivering lips parted, I inaudibly inhale and exhale, my breath forming a gray cloud that dissipates when touched by frigid air. Gazing straight ahead my thin brows knit together. My eyes narrow, both auburn orbs glazing over to reflect every drastic thought.
“Today we fight for those who have lost kin!”
His thunderous voice trembles the atmosphere, overpowering the sound of the ceaseless rain against my helmet. I grind my teeth together, tightening the grip on my massive battle-axe. A sliver of evening light streams through the perspiration, making the two silver blades of my weapon glisten with the droplets that had clung to its overused surface. My throat suddenly becomes dry as nerves seemed to ignite, mixing with adrenaline. I could feel the trilling of my own heart against the intricately designed chest plate. For a moment, I thought there was fear within every beat.
(This is a bit of a background story for my character in the circus roleplay.)
The Day I awoke was strange and dark. I was created out of nothingness, along with my brothers and sisters. one of my brothers, who we called "the creator" was able to make anything and everything he imagined out of thin air. he is the one that created the world, the universe, and the galaxy. the twins, one a girl we call Life, and the other a boy named Death. Life breathed life into the things The creator made, and death took it away when it was needed. this is how the world, humans, and other creatures, came to be. but what of me? who was I? why was I the only one of us who asked these questions? My name was Knowledge, but what did that mean? what did anything really mean? I wanted someone to talk to, someone to help understand what it all meant, so, after the creator made beings that resembled our form, and Life brought them to life, I decided to grant them with my Knowledge. they started to learn and become intelligent, I have watched their intellect grow for many years, but still no one has helped me understand the meaning of it all. One day I learned the meaning to our existence. there was a woman, named angela. she was royalty. at this point in human history, they had forgotten who created them, and who gave them their knowledge, I was not given the respect of an omnipotent being, but that of a commoner, but I did not care. I had given humans intelligence, so it was only natural that their thoughts and imaginations where mine as well. I could know anything they did. it helped in my quest to win the girls heart, but Knowing the girl's mind, and knowing her heart where two different things. I worked for years trying to make her fall in love with me, but I was never met with the desired results. I almost gave up, when one day she came to me. "sir arther" she said to me, this was the name I had choosen that millennia. "why, on this day, have you not done something that amazes me? it seems to me that every day for the past two years you have come to me with an amazing gift, but today I find you here, alone and upset." she had said. I answered "It is not for your Eyes amasement I show you these things everyday, but for your hearts." she had not known that my gifts where attempts to win her over. she started to laugh. from that day we spent every hour together. we had a child, and for the first time since I was born, I lived. but she was human, and humans can not live forever. I pleaded with my brother death to let her live, but he told me it could not be done. she was to die. I took care of our daughter, by myself for years. she was the only thing that brought me joy. I searched deep in my mind, so full of knowledge, to find a way to bring my wife back. eventually I had an Idea. I used my knowledge to bring my wife back to life, but at a terrible price. she became the first of a species now known as vampires. She was not like other vampires though, she was full bloodthirsty, her mind had gone with her to the afterlife, so when I brought her back, it was only her body that lived, her soul and mind where gone. My daughter, sweet little Amber, was driven to the brink of insanity after seeing her dead mother transformed into such a horrific beast. I did the only humane thing and wiped her mind. I had lost my wife, and in my grief, I had forced myself to lose my daughter as well. that is the sad true story of Alexander Fink, the tale of the dumbest decision the smartest man in the world ever made.
Dragons have existed for. . . years. Since the beginning of time, actually. We have always been in hiding, though. We were never one for seeing people. I mean, if you saw some towering beast, wouldn’t you freak out? Yeah. Probably. If not, then that’s cool I guess. Anyway, dragons were even around before The Land of Ooo. Before that Mushroom Bomb was dropped. Many came to believe dragons were wiped out by the Mushroom Bomb, actually. But, truth be told, it was the humans who killed us off. Well, most of us. Except one.
I am not over exaggerating, nor am I trying to sound all depressed or anything. I mean, death is a part of life. Heh, trust me, I’ve seen that guy plenty of times. But I guess what I am getting at, is that I am a king without his people. . . Not that it has ever really put me down or anything. . .
In the end, those humans got what they deserved. . .
-Many Years Ago-
[Before war; Wyrm currently 110 years old. In human years: 11]
“Wyrm, you need to get back here!” Her voice is sonorous and almost intimidating. The mountains that surround us all tremble with the command. So do I.
Quick to listen, I scurry towards my parents. King Draco and Queen Tayle. Rulers of the dragons. Protectors of their people. They are the largest of our species when in dragon form, as well as the most formal-looking. Well, except for the many scars that are etched upon my father’s tough skin.
“Don’t you remember what we had said?” My mother scolds, her dark brows furrowing.
“What we have said for nearly a hundred years now.” My father adds with a heavy sigh. He was usually the more laid back one, which was good. Balance was needed. Especially lately. A week ago, one of my uncles had been spotted in the sky by a human. And we are well aware of their current search for us.
“I know I know. To remain within the mountains.” I restate their previous phrase. A smile splits across my mother’s doll-like face. She reveals pearly fangs, and her beauty seems to intensify. I was always fond of her lighter colored, olive green, skin. Especially seeing as I am stuck with my father’s darker tone.
“That’s our good little prince.” She chimes with a playful chuckle, and then proceeds to ruffle my hair.
“Mom, stop it. You’re messing my hair up.” I complain, swatting her clawed hands away. Swiftly, I begin to fix my own emerald tinted hair. “Can I at least go play with the others? We were in the middle of a game.”
“Alright. Just be careful.” My mother sighs, leaning down to give me a quick peck on the forehead.
Beaming up at her, I nod and then speed away and towards my friends.