Always wanting a Personality as a Student first rather than a Magnate Gradient Style I accomplish B-CLASS. And didn't let my High School Transcripts lull void, capturing them for what worth they are. I try to valor as a Mercenary just for Ranger Guilds. Should "banditry" ever occur I believe their tactics, however so, would be inferior. Then, that'd give me ample Ward opportunities to defeat "Marauders".
I'm totally aware that there're People that prefer thinking they're a "-Grade" foremost than a "-Class'. That's all well, well, well, so for what it's worth saying I'm a B-Class B-Grade Person, and 'unweighed' from a measly .25 Credit a B-Class C-Grade Ward.
I play RuneScape, Neopets, and Halo. I SkateBoard, do fitness, and once I joined a R.eal L.ife S.uper H.ero website, which went well till the Owner "Tothian" forged a private message when I was "Quantum Viper" in a psych to make it be that they get support from forging it about having it been about accusations of Religion needing to be vagabond... During the theme I was "Hazop Ranger" and supported Catholic against his pilfering-pry to get a reaction out of ME not publicity, so with that my legacy as a RLSH defeats English *shrugs*. Do I LARP, then? I got an apparel of me being a Thief-Huntsman, sure.
I'm not an Eboy|Eguy|Eman. I'm not E(mporial) about anything. I Restituted my stuff to further tell myself how Noble I am from what I am succeeding in life for - that means I wrote it down for safekeeping like a Treasury, finding the HeraldrNobilitation within it's Bordure to satisfy myself.
And included all my Polish Kings and Queens to know I am correct in doing so, but after I had read them from Starter to Last. So, yeah, my Country is very Virtuous, and is a Fatherland not a Motherland, meaning that whilst we do have the British Bachelor Degrees allowed to be translated to Polish at our Colleges us specifically merit the Magister Degree. Thus instead of "Bachelor" for our People we have the "Kawaler"! Although I fully support making a Degree between Licencjat and Magister as "Damsel|Lady" Degree, since in America I am proud to have accomplished a Diploma, wherest in Polska High Schoolers dont get a "Diploma" they get a "Matura", or a "Liceum".
It took a while to get to the very NATURE of the Party Animal Restitution. Because I had to purge "harassment" through it all to have it be sensible that it is of my Soul, being that "harassment" is an English origin word only. One I didnt start to hear till after Boy Scouts were introduced to my stature, and that was in Teacher-Leader Field Trips. So, whilst others may be independent to roleplay from a dystopia (like a spellcaster) I chose to find my pure-blood status in roleplaying to have that affinity be enough for 1st-Person regardless, since I'm not a "Shaman" or "Ward" but need to respect the latter because of how, I, was a Swordhunter (I went hunting with a Longsword) Barbaric or Noble. For me it was "Ranger" that could rival "Swordhunter" that tried to "Party" bringing "Guests" to Forestry, but not to the Badlands of School - which as Turf accords as Forestry to me. There they had to learn to evade "Extremist" there if neither of the Guests became "Guardian" from "Ranger" for them to learn "Avenger", to quit to become a "Shaman", especially a Ward, to Arch PET harassment. Since there is no harassment for Wild Animals. They also needed to get muscular to learn "Chief" or it was "harassment" for them sociopathing... so far as if. Because "ecology" is Nature preserved without weather, giving sense of Religion to not be disasterous. Later that occurred to me out of School through Seperatist weed-insurrection. Although it was all mine, not any bit theirs. I being a Resistance Type, acknowledging Ranger as Nobility and not "Imperial", thus could be virtuous instead of merely pragmatic, automaticly have Ward for Polish Garrisons. So I'd of need to tell them in English, I didnt tell them they should rebel from whoever got them to Seperatist, creating then them into a Vanguard|Garrison against those Intruders vying to Archnemesis through Emporiums - which would be immediate if any Naturalism was incurred of them. Thus they never superceded "Private" into Corporal|Sergeant for me to think them as Raiders. Instead I pondered when I'd prove I was an Avenger, defeating their "Bringer" besieging Pet Party 'Guardian" possibilities as gypsy vagrants cheating "mooch". (they peer-pressured me but I ventured to smoke outside of School at whatever Badlands. They were always an inside-School type. Either they avenged themselves and got Damsels or they failed and tried to flee into Floozies. Fake Floozies found them and tried to make them insatiable to vs Me, specifically. Duping themselves lout. So I Renegaded against them, preserving Soulmate qualities for the ever future.)- Then I got the kid moved out from that village, and held Ranger regard from there visiting him at his dads near High School, where allowed to smoke freely - causing us to lose playmate agility through a "zone out" room where we smoked, umbiquitous to Vanguard Garrisons. I skateboarded there so I skateboarded out on their street rather than become a Gamer-Bringer, not wanting them to escape into the modernity of idealism, wanting to fight as a Barbarian for my reputation, they knew me for, before the peer-pressure, as to why they never brought it up afterwards, outcasting themselves.
At house Parties I didnt talk to any Girls to get to know them, so they'd stay Damsel instead of Emporialess. I'm aware of them capable of saying whatever being different Ethnicities, so it was best to let them rave so I could remember the seech for a Girl hipping for nature, wild or domestic, and|or environemental or journey journalism. I ignored teh Polish Girls doing so, though, preferring them getting that Huntress, incapable of slaying the bitches, especially the types lying they're Brauds to feel "Pagan" that they're doing "ecology" to hide sensuality or whatever for my Race's sake from exposing the "Shield-Maiden" and "Reavians", since that'd have to be against Me specifically for them to think it makes sense being "Sociopaths" to be savage. I'm not Savage, Barbaric certainly, but not Savage. I know my Country has won against paganism, that's why me and whatever Polish Wife start as Chief|Chiefess, to keep against other nations pagancy. Any "Stoner"-pagainstism is warring my Race. And as for Consul my Country has had its own Vanguard, always - thats hte Kingdom's not America's. I didnt stay with any Guests upon entry, too. Having Thief skills it wasnt Dungeoneering to me so I had no need to Arch or Sentinel my Guardian propriety that which ever "Vanguard" it was was a psychedelic Avenger making them anew for it to make sense the Host, at the least, a Courtier, for me to be a Pet to inevitably be their Challenger to become Champion Cadaver. Of our Swashbucklers a Squad vice was said|motioned when there werent Girls our first Party. I, having Renegaded my origins to the Party Initiate acceded into the Squad. After 4-5 years I thought the Squad Creator was a Harrower not a Swashbuckler when they began going to Rave Concerts. The parties werent make the Squad enamored, or it was I was a opponent and they feigned Squad, except when mooching Girls. Whatever it was I felt that It'd be like a gypsy thing me going that far for a "Squad" because "facebook". Without having attempted tie-dye seriously with the mob of SkateBoarders, or something, felt fascist - I only had a over-the-shoulder-SkateBoarder Profile Picture. Me, Joey, and Sean were opponents, whilst Mason the creator, Vincent, James, Dickie were vagabonds. Joey and James were not Skateboarders. As they went Raving Joe and I kept partying with other Squadrons made similar to ours but I never ever made contacts the 9 years with this Partying, just with the mob of SkateBoarders. Sean disappeared into the Cove, I Commander in the Corsairing of Staff Cpatain Joey didnt Buccaneer an Oasis, splitting us to our own designated Fields of Partying at last.
From my formal 3 years Partying before I chose the SkateBoarders finitly I eradicated remants of those contacts mentioned above to defeat my 3rd Girl, a 'Red Rough Border Collie Dog' Girl-Next-Door, to Party Animal Soulmate as I always had imagined I was accomplishing during those Parties - but no Girl was there like Braud, but a Girl did happen to say she was a Monocled Cobra, which is accordial against the bitches, not just me and my values of what B-Class could mean to me, Polishly. (A whole Animal Say-So is at the bottom of this Profile) -- to Overlord American Ranger from her Garrison of Stoners, or whatever those noice complaint s and street fighter threats they didnt resist - contend, I mean. The Dogs rivals didnt make it to Lady-In-Waiting by the time she caem from college (whe she saw me in that Charger apparel she cut the hair to the tailbone off to how it was before she went to college; shoulder length), I ceased the "Faggots" from sticking an Alchemist Girl to "Skinner" then Corsair banditry with "Shifters" because they Game as Posers - so they aren't "Stoners", with police calls bothering Sentinels out twice, keeping them in disarray. "Bachelorette: Empress Dame Commander" down to Ex(ile)!
Now "Animal" can be comprehended however you please from there. But "Floozy" is my SoulMate Quest instead of "Totalitarian" of Nobility Principled for Polska, but Kawaler is acceptional of course, - that is "Magnate". A Floozy is a Flower. A Flower-Doozy though. Because if asked if they are an Animal, Object, or Plant there's a chance of Her (She's a She for Me) unassuming the intellect to an "awry" moment of answer. A legit Flower would answer whichever She is. Thus a "Floozy" is avenging Her as accordial Flower Soulmate - BUT I'm not a Flower so I must get naked! - Nah, just messing with you, I dont need to get naked to ego-Her, but it's possible, like if I wasnt Manly getting muscular already, nah I know how to court from simply asking the question and proving what Animal I am, solidaritifying Her half of the Quest wondering about My Tail!
As a SkateBoarder I did Party 11 Years not profunctly known as an Animal to Others, whilst they were questing to learn "Guardian" against "Beseigers", from whoever actually may of had a Status. I never was or had Boy|Girlfriend Party|Asounder, personally, just "Ethos" of a Race or however it's said keeping from giving myself to the populace to cheat egos. I was just a Gamer and SkateBoarder Adversary without reknown for it when I got home from fieldplaying that, rejuvinating me to not bandit it to others - keeping me Adversarial. I didnt join Students that made Packs|Herds as whatever Animal, instead needing to think of the course as a jungle, or forest to aquaint Floozies that I'm not in an incorporated setting, to cheat into a pure-blood Pet theme. That was the English; So, that kept English inbound with me just acknowledging needing to be a worthy Warrior, possibly a Foe, but not a Nemesis because I wasn't interested in being a Rival, or a Rogue - near any Student to beat their valors talking so to not be a Peer but Outlaw at the least till it made me recess as a Barbarian, if they gypsied near me feigning consuling - but Renegade was needed to profound the English as my own, since I didnt study virtue till after any Schooling. So "Brigand" to me, while Polish, true, I had to evade saying I was till I had accomplished Ranger|Prince valorously, to like merging with other Brigands for Polska only. I Renegaded to vs the "savages" from Birthdays warding|spiriting me to be a Marauder if not Dandy|"inbred" to gain leverage as a Horde|Loser Varment before Banditing. With Animal Soulmate though all School years being a Thief gave me the edge Students neglected about visage. That in the "Badlands" of smoking I joined a mob of SkateBoarders instead of Seering the Hazers as Hippies and accustomed Dooby-Peace-keeping into actual Forests not Badlands, and accorded their Partying Scene respecting myself for being a SkateBoarder, too. This was the zenith of my Soul chance to represent myself as a "Brigand" or something to not try to be a Charger (which is my High School Mascot too - the Charger) for a Vanguard afterwards, instead enjoying that adversity effort to Equalist me to want Girl Cheerleaders as a Vice of Nobility without calling them "Sirens", as if a "Sorority", for Popularity, then, there. I Dated 3 English Girls assessing how to quit being a Renegade, evaluating their "Extremist" so to not be a Deflector in a Vanguard of Students Underlording, and ultimately ready to duel their populace but never join as a Swashbuckler to "hook-up" as a Junky (Armiger), too. Using it to Overlord my 'Hood with a League of Thieves sideshow gambit (not accepting the Hood as a "Resistance" Garrison just because of my 3rd Lady). . . Then, being that that is a swordsman prestige in some aspects of roleplaying to me personally, I became that Charger I said I avoided allocating to a Vanguard; the Overlord. Because I've always been closest to wanting my principles near the Queendomesses vsing the Brauds vsing the Pet Tribunals as a Ranger than joining a Vanguard for potential Tournaments, although Huntsman Balls are acceptable. I learned I was a 7 of Spades through that, to Age 23, and surely afterwards founded my Peach-tie-dye Ward ranging Soulmate, restitution not into "raving" but into Wildlife however I could, wanting to keep the healthy aspects of the Partying in Forests a solidarity. I found Snake Handling Courses in Michigan, learned the Motocross Motorcycle, and became a Swordsman. Since 23 I've been doing pushups and situps with commando-like jogging. All my pants rip now, so I use commando-clothing two-sizes bigger ranging like a shock trooper Wrangler. To get the ordaned ideas to reserve thoughts I used my High School's mascot colors formally to the Wrangler apparrel look-alike of being the Brown Spotted Pit Viper, later.
The Animals I was a Swordhunter near whilst Harrowng Hedge-Knights pretended Floozy rangered, becoming uncouth instead of platonic, then rejected being Summoner of their own Courtyards, failing Armiger|Chancellor/Knight of my Field\Hedgemony|charge, needing their Gals to Damsel for them, or they lost as a Fair Maiden to a Magnate. I didn’t choose my Animalsoul to help another Race wonder about that because it happens to be from their Region. And of my own Sebastian Soul, too, I didn’t pick it to be an “Assassin”-Prince, or lesser type of Assassin, for Lowlanding Polish Students. Nor guile to carous a Troupe, Carnie, Circus, stuff of Performing – Fool, Joker, Jester, types of Harlequin being Oponent to it’s Regional Ethnic, either. I tried to have fights on vacation rather than make friend, 40% of the Time, because Im Barbaric not Seer. As the Vacation-Pets that were heretics in School would be forced to fight me with a Girl brought in – whom I’d avenge not sex with to have “girlfriends” stead towards a Polish Soulmate gaining a Queendom, or whatever.. No Shires. I didn’t pitty them either being allowed to uncouth birthday parties. I actually didn’t attempt to join any, too, but my sister was raiding it for personality – that she brought me to her own parties, where I stalwarted to Kawaler prior to my own Parties. She wanted to be older on vacation, making her a lame. After Polish Camp of middle school she fell out of herself attempting Braud with English-Guys to one impregnating her, whom I defeat, ceasing her from Braud’s Bitch? She never proudly stated that stuff, just used it as English not Polish, so I don’t know other than interracial is independence – hopefully slavery more than escapism from that imperial thing “emporium”; Infidel(s). I didn’t seek moshpits or fight cubs, like my own gang, though to slay her Pet sconce. Got moshpitting as raving from the formal 3 years of skateboarding High School. The dude who showed me was not as weak as the friend he came from that was whelping grunge aside my skateboarding. One of the contacts I eliminated. And I can go deeper with my Soul how to show my parents losing to me, too, and how I removed families that went interracial but being my Animal isn’t needed to be so primeval – just predatoring that I mate without family retribution is enough. My Kindergarten didn’t do Class-Assemblage, we just got in Class when we did. 1st Grade Up did Class-Assemblies outside. So, other than moving to the front of Class for floor-placatements to be diligent rather than in the back where vagranting occurred… one day a Couth Couple of Students lingered towards me and called me a Witch-Killer. I didn’t befriend them but I enjoyed the Title. A different kid later, a Girl herself, asked me if I’d enjoy fighting so I said yeah. After that year Animals became Soulmate. Those kids never approached me for Fight Pits, and I never saw them in any as Arbiters, but the heretics that wouldn’t fight tried to insult wayfairers from the Pits as “witch”, “slime”, or near the pits it was the Girl heretics, saying whatever to avoid having Couth and Sex for not being active Tyrants. “Fucking” occurred as They tried to escape as “arcanists” to not be “warlocks” to prove sex had nothing to do with feelings but actually emotions when enough Boyfriends|Girlfriends wouldn’t avail Boy|Girl prototypes – but the spellcasters avoided mental imaginary playing – so how would I know if they were from the Pits or just wanted male sex dungeons? Through thinking they needed MATH to be magical. Eventually they sought targets with their minds, pretending psychology, to undermined nihilism, duping themselves into bitches. Those bitches had to have sex with ugly people for naturalism, otherwise theyd become “spirits” of sacrilege – and self explanatory from there they became grunge evading fighting an emo, or a goth, so got to lie “poltergeist” and other monsters – then creatures became hybrid animals, then so forth other types of inbred bitches narcissist for anarchy; merging as dragons, eveloping as dragons, made me reap a self proposed Dragonslayer from making “magus” of the populace Lady-In-Waiting Consorts from Nobility Soulmate consuling-of-rhythmicism. I had became a Dragon-Hunter to know how I defeated them. It wasn’t till the end of high school I began to get bored and do dragonology naturally (that Party Animal stuff really inst mere geek connoisseur stuff), then joined a Dungeons and Dragons Adventurer’s League to defeat all spell users that they’d not see theis first-time Adventurer lose their Animal Character from making me a Master Player. I played as a Pit Viperoid. No warlocks for those damnations. Hehaha I used a Scythe and just a Leather Body armor. After the Tomb of Annihilation I got Black Gauntlets, Black Platemail, and a Green Hooded Cloak. I didnt control my mental imagination till Middle School. THere after finishing work I had time to relax (but it was special education classes for rebels) that I napped the remaining minutes to an hour, thinking about Halo in the time it took to get to the nap. I tried various popculture stuff other than Halo, but it was Halo first in the Outskirts level of Halo 2 I began "2nd-Person"? All I got to do to roleplay that is slay the Centurion, Legionairre types of armored spartans that it's millenial invasion having that as armor in my Country's mercenary providence using other armors from that spartan unsc stuff. So, I, like, ‘hit-on’ Lady Witch-Killers first, but not foremost, because Magess-Hunting is unisex. I need to compliment that to grunge women, goth, maybe emo, as a love interest that they look like a witch from me to say “Witch-Killer” … that don’t have multiple Animal Tattoos; That’s incessant.
Then I wrote a SkateBoarder Huntsman Nobility through recessions of my Animal Restitution, too. I hadn’t originally had my SkateBoard for journeys, so I tried to avenge it as an Adult that I didn’t need it as a maul – I used shadow boxing with it when cruising it for momentums lame. [In Peach] My take of being the Barbarzyn Szef in my Pole Clan, Dabrowski: allowed families to merge iinto a Village. The Main Family {The Chief’s Family} needed to prove themselves Guardians as not Pagans. That meant Healer, Hunter, or Warrior however the order it acclaimed for equality, of course. Peace was prospered helping other Villages that had similar styles to make the Ple Tribe biger. Barbarzyn Mating Ritual: Has to be Animal styled. The Soul will be either virgin commemorating the love to Soulmate or virgin adulterated earning Soulmate from compassion. Both singulating their Mate to bond in trust|loyalty. Wondering becomes Skill self sufficiently, but “instinct” is pondering adversity to morals, needing humbleness to steady from fathoms or something. That humbleness with the Mate is nurturing. Askinghow they reap nature from Warding Floozies whether scouting to be Boy\Girlfriends or pettying parties perturbed about Ethnics, however Savage, Barbaric, Ranger, on them sexing “experience” through sharing saliva with knopie siewne with just “Doobies”|”Ravers” hoping the harassment effect matters to have their pride from others Principles|Adolescence|Couthing reaping diligence of what their popularity is as congeniality, broaden it to security against gypsies fascizing the Diploma as cheating – Warding the Humane question of toys, hobbies, to personality esteems last. When a Boy|Girl wore kamuflaz in School it bothered the Ethnicity that were Evangilist, surviving from becoming Floozies, or Animals yet. EXERCISING themselves quitting that virtue of Soul-Comprehension: “Psychology”. Choosing either makes the person try to fulfill it against “harassment” [Other Ethnics or their Human Race itself not Questing to Nobility themselves] and psychology for themselves if they think themselves a lesser Ethnic than others – bothering them about “Regality; As sex is nobleness thoroughly. It is this psychology that was Partying in any School before “College” to ascertain “garrison” Nobility that a Diploma proved Virtues meant Nobility inevitably for the Country Born in, or Consular for a Nation’s Sovereignty if went for Diplomat for Government – if that’s their Heritage, though. OR quit drugs as the reminder t fend against those that use drugs itself to independ to regard the petty Ethos of their {mine} Naturalism {Nature}; mine slew Pagans – the last intruder of our Country which is created from our Barbaric Race, not held or defended like a “nation” – which deflects being a Kingdom, to War it not even near it’s Realm. It is through this union that seeking an Animal is atoned, Questing the Mating to not be sultry satisfaction as responsivity is to mind reflexively or something; there should be an affinity acknowledgement of which Animal genuinely, not needing something abode from imagination to sound course. Although that challenge aught to be met with aspiration if so, with caressing, to get Her to lean up to my lips, merging casually from pulsating Sex to pumping love. And if She wants she can arch Jer back later to not take a fettle position – if that was so before. Can be Soulmated as Animal Tattooo doesn’t need to be on the back. If not ready for Chief\Chieftainess|Chiefess/Chieftain it is said that Animals have one Mate Organ thus we Humans can Barbaric Her butt cheeks to blast the sperm onto her back, rather than blasting in the vagina. The vagina is haughty this way, thus “missionary” position is Mating to make the baby|Babies, free of lusts of forward copulation. Sex is a respect of Tribe, so making the baby|babies doesn’t need be in a Bedroom, but the Marriage Day is more blissful if wanted to. Having Sex in nature is prominence towards Animal Courtship, but Chief\Chieftainess|Chiefess/Chieftain is only at Marriage, internally, of Love, not War. Thus the sexual intercourse of Paganism is fake, scrying, and immaturity. Front sex for pleasure because of a stupor, not mating, without morality is conniving, not Barbaric. It’s likely from warring, that the pagan(s) could of succeeded against a Tribe, whether Barbarzyn or Pagan, though. But ultimately they’re not Noble, so will deflect to heathen heresy only capable of voice and\or raiding. That is why I must perceive Her Polish to keep Polish intruders out of my Party(ing.) Which is accorded in TWO REGIMES: 1} Become a Ranger of Animals somehow naturally before “ecological” to not be fascist as merely “volunteer” activist. Which also means platns too if wanting, fore being an Animal Soulmate defeating the Harlotry of minority Ethnicity sexing called “Extremists” not “poaching” matters for STREET! 2} to have a UV Blacklight mating(doesn’t need to be sexual – can just be goofy) ritual to prominate vsing Ethnicity that had, obviously somewhere, accepted a spirit animal of what Animal they actually are but were a different skin-tone that I, Us (me and my Wife); since imperial college impedes emporiums theyd enslave themselves that spirit animal is a gyp, so it means they did drugs to psychedelic themselves cheating the real Animal through “economics”, which getting muscular accords as martial arts against spirituality in that sense of naturalism for combat|battling, so obviously the Animal itself doesn’t need to respect you if you did yourself- which is being fit and healthy not “exercise” which is gypsies unnoble. Thus, evil Women somewhere aint getting muscular, whilst good women may reject being a basic Animal like a Squirrel because being a Lady can be upkept basically without College, as ecological Degrees make the person need not to be a spirit animal but the real thing. So it sMale that makes it Soulmate if they can prove their might this way, Souly.
Started at AGE 4. I had been given free roam of the Apartment Complex. Eventually many Children accomplished Animal acknowledgement this early as Themself. I, and my Friends hadn't yet. For me specifically when venturing through a parkinglot I got accepted by some Boys playing Basketball at a fenced Basketball Court. They showed me a Rattlesnake Man. He parked his automobile, took acknowledgement of us, and kept walking into the complex. Anything else would have to be the older Girl that bided Lady-In-Waiting to a Girlfriend of her AGE, I heard her say being a Wolf.
I do not accept the PET PEEVES pretending to be Mates to reap Animal popularity as like a "Vixen"|"Siren", but luckily they're not "Omnuses" too, or the Duplicates that tried to poach friends aside them, becoming "millennials" or "centennials" or "imperials" or other Cur or Cretin not being real. I like defeating those compitional-raving-Party-Animals, though, that get "Spirit" instead of Soul - paws, spots, or other tribal shape tattoos - with the full realistic Animal tattooed on my back not bothered by it's Outlaw meaning. Party Animal Serpents have Courtships in my Animal Kingdom. "Intercourse" is saying Lower-Castes Mating, gradually into Nobility, or the monogomy of Royalty. I had no idea what PARTIES were most of my life, but I knew not to have sex like a preMature-Mate, "Mystic", 'Heathen'. That's being weaker than my respective Gal. AND so I kept from basking naked among "Girls", showing my Zmija sex-organs whilst learning to fight however got me to defeat Adults feigning Highlander that hadn't become Men, regaining them as reproductive-organs. Vindicating myself as a Brown Spotted Pit Zmija. I don't need a Tournament, but as a Swordsman instead of the Naturalists born in the U.S.A. also vsing "Pagans" I do.
I wont be including the perception of what Animal I had thought People to be, just those that had said which they were, no matter how minimal. I having already a "Thief" virtue was aware of Girls outside the Parties, and ended friendships to stay with the Quest that they're Damsels in need of a Ranger instead of "Stoner". Defeating Avenger with my Skateboarding or Guardian wih the Bachelor-Hosts fief, the only Badland was the sex offense of having sex underage, so naturally I tried to find Lollies but I choseto not quit forsaking myself as a Ranger in forets, so Skateboarding toughened me away from Peeps. I got to measure myself with some Parties, establishing fairness I hadn't in School with Girls, tried those tactics, and didn't pursue other Girls, keeping to my style - gaining the maturity there and so forth. It had me cheery not needing optimism. I let my merriment subtley dupe my Peeps from being a mere Guy, unabashedly aside a Ranking-Role. I succeeded as a Ruffian with ample tastes, conserving myself for the better, letting the Others escort themselves my way instead of a rove away from the band, one by one on the Internet to mellow out from procussions gotten. There're no Party-Hills here, there were some woods-style, but if not a pool the frontier took them. No King of the Hill racing courses of Skateboarding, so the adversity was hard to see as rivalry because games of "S.K.A.T.E." challenged the safe-houses into vague vogue. My sword-hunt assaulted them on the Internet eventually, as they got Girls they tried to escape skateboarding with me, but allowed it when they didn't have them, I never texted for skateboarding sessions, I just guessed the intentions then, like it were highlanding for me.
I had Burg Parties in High School; I travelled from 1 Party to another, 55% as a Skateboarder and 45% as a Party Animal. I accepted going to unFormal Parties, not bothered with Girls not being Damsels, but there were no Dandies that expressed being a Champion at any of the Parties from having lost to a Dog or other Pet so were existing here not making a Dungeoneer from Courier, so I didn't get Challengers to duel into a Tournament prosperly, some Cur rivals of Theirs existed partying, so I tried to rob them, becoming a Burglar, which taught my agility. No Mercenaries happened though.. but they did seem the empircal british ethnic types of wanksters moreso than ruffian, so the thugs inevitably became PREY not their masters. There wasn't much altering-themselves-like-Destriers, but Girls outside Parties typically did purging Floozy-Skanks, to concede the Dandiness hiding amidst their wanksters, instead cheer made Lancers for Colleges, or they were already Preps. Some of my former Peeps from Elementary Schools partied along there with me, but my Beer Pong Partner was a different type of Partier, so I didn't get to them other Parties as a Fellow, I'd of needed to try and be a Follower. I belonged where I got having always Quested for the Animal might of Barbarzyn forest class adventures, virtuing Ranger amongst those Students that too processed World Animal Stuff. I scarcely saw any fights occur, not even amongst the ethnicities that had acknowledged peep-pressure, as Peer-pressure is different, so naturally I was like a 5th-Opponent-In-Waiting at my smoking locatons, fair, humbled, and spectrum efficient, keeping my extremes mellow and reserved myself conservatively there Pettily.
I got to here much with how I wasn't feigning my Polish. I'm aware of Girls thwarting Polish with English, so I just let my English settle into indignity eventually - which causes me naturally to be a Polish Fighter. I don't have good memories of Polish people in school, but there was a moment of older students that may of been sardonic. They greeted eachother in Polish and unabashedly asked the approacher why they werent in camo uniform, and they reluctantly seemed to say why abjectly. Most likely why my High School colors are komando-like. The others seem emporiumed.
KINDERGARTEN - 5TH GRADE. We Students at Sleepy Hollow Elementary School of Illinois were asked if we had a Favorite Animal in Kindergarten Music Class. Many Students had Dogs, and became Dogs, too, Golden Retriever wasn't settled as a Noble gesture for an answer, but as a Soulmate thing. This became 2 types; The expected type was to have be akin to Lord-Commander of either Gender for proof of virtue towards Baron|Baroness Dog, but I guess whatevr hills there were to getting that they couldn't esteem an ambition to rank outside of a Party, but Birthday Parties simplified that. Wild Animal Soulmates think them like other Pets, Consorts of Nobility, thus typically Pets get the Soldier or Trooper prestige of tactical ranks like "Commander" or "Sergeant', having Wild Animals Tournament for rivalries of like King or Princess. Follies were enticed to be Mercenaries though. Foe+Dolly if Damsel, Flower-Dolly if Ward, and Rangeress to Animal. Whatever was chosen it's regarded as Pet Animal, I say. They got secular quite well that they began Fair Lady, and it furthered into the higher nobleness titles of Princess, Princette, Queenette, and so such gossip became Cheerleading Mates. The Crusadesses tried not to be an Animal, because it became a sexual reprieve or something about roleplaying. The 2nd type were the Pets that deemed creating themselves as a Slayer against Wild Animals, without mercenary purposes. Far as I seen they created Wankster mobs trying to vs each other before Wild Animals because of a whole pride matter to even be a Pet.. they posed possible stature of Opponent against Floozies (Flower+Cooties[cuties]). Segregating Cadavers as poachers of ethnicities into emporiums of banditry for adversity to have Girl Animals coerced to be their breeds for power not love.
Alyssa DiGillio had said she was a brown Bunny Rabbit. (Not a Rabbit, Bunny, or Rabbit Bunny - a Bunny Rabbit.)
There were Timber Wolf Boys at the morning lines but they were never singled-out just it was respected as such, Mathew Mercado aspired to be a Manitoba Wolf which gained a Girl, and a Girl said she was a Dove. Boy Scouts became more prominent with the lunchroom so the older Students had gossip being besmirched into rumors about being a Red Wolf, and actually the Red Wolf Boys did exist there as Musketeers. Very scarcely "Plagues" became known as the Son or Daughter Animal of a similar breed of Family Animal but had been fighting on their own, for their cause not the Family's, progressing against the "Make-Out" tactics of Boy|Girl Scouts feigning friendship to survive this underclassmen Roleplay stuff.
Went to a Birthday Party, and a Basset Hound Boy got attention for being there. Non-Animal Boy Students thought to try Prince mannerisms against them, but they wussed out. I've been trying Prince against Students primarily since then, they calling me a Outlaw?- It's even more tough for them.
A Girl was teased on School Field Trips about being a Golden Finch Bird, eventually she accepted being it personally.
Then came the Forest Questing Adventures with Classes, where many Students learned to be a Ward of the State through appreciating Favorite Animals as a Ranger or other Guardian, and other types if vsing popularity specifically - like with the Follies, sexual inoculation occurred with bumping into each other as attacks, or feints, thus creating harassments. Aside my Forsaken Ranger quest I had to also be a Warrior when in attendence, and so I learned how the rogue Students tried to misbehave - I saved myself from tripping by using shadow boxing to learn gravity, but didnt declare myself an Outlaw when near Students that wouldn't to prefer bystandings as a Stoner. So, when Shield-Of-Arms were Barbarian concepts it appealed to me neutrally. Adolescence became of the Elitism that ethnic Students tried to atone from becoming Outlaws against Barbaric Students, such as I've said I do, creating gypsies, and they made emporiums. The elitism was doing exercise as preparement for a healthy life, to learn to mentally create themselves into an Opponent. It didn't deter me into a Sellsword though, I kept my Barbarzyn nature. Because of this, it became known of English as an ethnicity - WHITE. So, like "spirituality" was tried to be believed in. As I see it the Tribal tattoos are last, the portion tattoos like a paw or spots are mediate, and a whole animal is the answer - but only 1. Naturalists occurred making it a "Pagan" thing, which got settled as "Stoners". It created schisms, seperatists, invaders, and if a sex-offender insurrections of who was gay, which whelmed gossip into rumors. It may of been fake Barbarians picking an Animal but not being a Slayer. I got as far as creating an imaginary iron longsword when the germanic Girls were raiding for whelps for an easy-kill - offering them imagination to deceive them into peace-keepers.
1st GRADE The Quest to know whether I was a Wild Animal Soulmate that was different than of popularity or be similarly a popularity type to have love be simpler than searching for might the hard way, but being Young it wasn't hard either way deflecting the bad so I hadnt chosen indignity but nobility when "arching" became popularity looking for Animals on home computers. I didn't, keeping me neutral from Follies becoming Maidens, or whatever that was - I wasn't a computer person then. My virtue for Ranger kept me delegational with my diligence, if students weren't worthy I tried to neglect acquiesance to become primeval in the future not satiable.
Stag and Wolf were the only peerful insighted breeds, the others are survival at the best. Stags avenged herbivores, and peace. Wolves became Tropical Wolf Role-Plays if enough peace had gotten.
There was a brown Bear Boy that may of began in class, they learned appraisal. May of been deceit but they kept at it.
A blonde Sky Terrier Boy was going for guts to defeat conforming conversation. He said he'd try the Doberman Dog. I didn't follow like a Mongrel, but saw abroad his intentions got to what could of been the Doberman Dog. Fists made.
A brown Fox white Boy began serendipitous dueling in School Forest Trips not accepting being unBarbarian, so they began virtue against scoundrels. It made many new Animals, which may of started "Party Animal".
2nd GRADE Ferret Boy. I enjoyed a group of Boys communing by the recess pavement turf. They had brought toy cars. The Ferret Boy stated halfy he was a Ferret and began conversing how Girls were felling groups of Boys and other Students, implying the grassy plains, and to disband before we'd become too friendly with eachother like Rangers. Because he said it specifically in that deflected manner I abliged and conceled my peering them - which took me to the plains to avenge myself. Learned Party Animaling there, howso. I got to a Girl that said she was a Jackal who too was a Ranger. Thats where I got "Rangeress", she Titled herself that specifically in delegation to Me. So we talked well, and warned me of the "millenial" Students feigning to be Animals because of some "Omnus" word or "Cannibal" types, too.
If a "millenial" happened they'd get gushed with haplessness- hoping I'd boast about knowing what they were (that was the cannibal aspect of them) but didn't so they kept discording themselves as having been defeated by Rangeresses and Dames or Male versions as devistational-gladiatorial-war-storied-Animals. I still did not "recruit" them to my cause after that.
"Summoners" had gotten to Girl Scouts at Recess, so those began creating rallies to attain Party Animal prompts. It was unacceptibale accepting what Animal a person was said to be if they werent saying it themself, felling the feigning Girl Scouts into making bad judgements for challenges, but they avenged themselves as Rangeresses and Court Rangeresses too, like creating a Party Animal to fight as themself to attain higher tiers of Nobility with matriarchial efforts than abjected Knight or Barbarzyn, but their Rivals used contemporaries to make Brigands and Bandits when they didnt fight, stature opponents or not. Thus the Tournament arose from a Male perspective, creating Monarchies, and matriarchs vs'd witches.
I traveled through and a tubbish Mexican-ethnic Boy said he was a Pigeon across me to a Mexican-ethnic Girl, which she liked. He was looking at me the whole time to begin with - then when She acknowledged Him liking that he was the Pigeon, me in the midst of my stride, they focused upon eachother and I never looked back.
I was a SWINGER, unabashed with bravery to swing on the cold iron instead of the wood or painted playgrounds. I could see through them but I bever tried because I was me getting to it, but it had basic prairie, that field coaxed the "North" of the playground to the "East" where the Field Day Event was on those soccer plains there. We ran practiceful around this through the circle estate and parkinglot to the whole circle by the Gym. I swung with Girls and Boys on swings behind the Playground, but level to see all the playground, so I didn't get lost. I did this 1st Grade to 2nd Grade. Learned to do Grade-Rivalry with it, purposing myself towards better language diplomacy, tattoos not piercings (piercings were trapping Coyotes to be a Girls Hunter as fascism), backflips, distancing, wracking, spinning, I didn't run-through the swingers though or climb the poles. I got told of other Swingers being possible Animals from a Boy so stopped going there, I didn't want to glorify the Boy in some way. From then on I played playmatedly elsehow lastly centrally on the pavement, defeating Harrowers at kickball - and learning of my Black Knight consequences because the Harrowers were escaping Girls, and the shystily became oustful of gay Harrowers not Harrowers but Followers, the Harrower tried to manipulate esteem or something. Didn't work on me, and I even became a medic-bringer for the Nurse with Girl Scouts on the pavement, also against them. Those Girl Scouts centered the pavement eventually, bringing all types of Students to play merrily, it became so gay they began to act. Before I could learn what harassment they learned in their acts I was Fellowed by a Boy recognising me so asked me to enter the playground with them instead. By then Ladies-In-Waiting and Princettes schismed from Summonesses and Dignitarians became Boppers for Carousers. For Boys it was right about the time of Knights and Paladins. The School Village Girls, not Follies but thee Damsels, were never found. I don't know if they're good or bad, except through relationships as Consorts-In-Lady.
A Dog, possibly a Shepard Dog there was a mobster type near them, so I cant think which was which, was used to the location to line up after Recess by the Gym architecture, and had befriended the situation well enough. They were getting more friends being a Dog, but some other Animal dismayed them from accepting further friends. It was also just an acknowledgement of a non-Pet type, or I think the Dog would of not hindered themself visibly. Golden Retriever Dogs occurred now, and were irresponsible Prats, being made by someone else, but accepting of it of course. Girls wanted Mates around now, and my gosh did they then begin to reavaluate comprehension - WOLF. Near me it was Bulgarian and Hungarian Wolf that Girls wanted, hoping to entice me to be it or Mate immediately with them and be it later, and Jackal was intrigued too. It was here that I had my first fight; Just about Party Animals, keeping my turf barbaricly, not needing to boast who I was, learning the PET Students. I assume if a PET asked me what I was I'd totally say Wild to start with, an dgradually learn "offense" when I felt mightily natural. What happened instead was a random Boy was placiding the order of the attendance lines which by me was not yet Party Animal, making me 1st Opponent for the D's. He got to close to me, near enough that I grabbed him in 1 swivel of my body to grab his shoulders and knee his belly. He went down clutching it and crying, me and the classes walked into the School leaving him to his fell. I didnt get in trouble, nor did the Students ever treat me like an Outlaw after that, I just kept on living normally, created a TAG game on a play-gym where Students with my rules couldn't get off the gym and the TAGGER could. Being to young to write restitutions yet my D's learned Diplomas were Diplomatic for the Princettes that were making diaries to be Bachelorette because of most Students being in Vanguards of a Virtue, thus figured out Mistress for Parents sake.
Arctic Wolf Girl by the coat area. Last to get ready, to be diligent, had caused her to bcome an Arctic Wolf because she had white-blonde hair. This was also an ara Fresh Water Fish tried o go from fat-kid to Count but I saw it as Goon. I learned my stretching bothered them like I was intentionally fighting them, thus learned they were a facade, making me get serious easily more. Learned that some created fake Outlaw like Animals to become Assailants against these types, so maybe they were Counts.
The hallways had Robin Bird Boys, a Kazakhstan Wolf avenger tan Boy (he didn't deny any of it), Coral Reef Shark Boy was seen once, and a Caspian Cobra Girl had a reputation for befriending a Egyptian Cobra Girl and Forest Cobra GIrl, but I didn't see the other two. In GYM I had Javan Spittin Cobra Girl become next to me and a Girl, and it was that moment I assessed that I was going to be extreme to learn Hero as I had just learned of this Pretty Cobra next to me fending for her popularity with reality. Other Students had the same resolve, and began rivaling older Students to heighten Animal abilities for restitutions. I became a Thief. Because the worst Students couldn't accomplish the feat of self procession and relied on TALK as adolescence. So, of all these Animals I am a Brown Spotted Pit Zmija that then specifically prefers hunting the Javan Spitting Cobra.
A Sea Dragon Boy.
The only Dogs I heard by classification name were the Dachsund Dog and Shitszu Dog. The Shitzu was a younger generation of Student, affirming they (she had a friend in this) were Ladies being Terriers. The Daschund Girl was of my Recess, she with her Ladies-In-Waiting looking-types merried through the prairie lands by the School windows viewing Recess. Many Animals mingled here. Mexican Wolf Boys.
3rd GRADE Steppe Wolf was the Wolf that was made Bachelor-Challenger Soulmate near me. Jamesons Mamba was what I enjoyed seeing be of a Boy. He was quite the righteous rival, totally a real Bachelor, not a Musketeer. Made me like cool-hides instead of hot-fur types, personally. Foxes relegacized Dueling, into even Dragoons. I began caring about Magistry here. Monkey Boys, Toads, Fish, Pigeons. Consort Dogs surviving yearned a Tournament of Deflection, razing Gladiator 1-Sword Deflectors, Shield-Deflectors, and other Foot-Soldiers.
Cats and Dogs by now had learned to appreciate the defeat of sarcasm|harasment through avoiding Birthdays to become Elite. Their sardonicism was their failure. But, as it goes Mongrels and Mutts play with rejection, or guile.
Falcon Boy messenger. Jackal Boy. Hippo black Gal at the waterfountain. Dolphin Boy at the water fountain. Crocodile myths and ocean endeavors, furthered into GYM, but I never fell to a "circus" of Pet-peeves, or raider-peeves to have me Entrepeneur into Bachelor because of some "magician" semblance to the word "Magister"- I kept my Overlord accord affable of me.
Dog Bitches were rivaled by Floozies inevitably vs Bugs or Asps (Cobras and Asps were my serpent Girls at School- an Asp is any venomous slender snake, like Mambas, Kraits, and other types like the Montpellier Snake.) Bugs began wearing jewelery, as some other Girls began to learn they were a Gal through hair dying - losing their Animal. Many Girl Dogs began seeing the Mate potentials through the Harlequining, for like natural selection, and loathed it, while others, like Squirrels, were overjoyed, but fascism developed so, like, Polish Wolfesses are lost to me, inplace were like Wombats or Kestrels, so... the excursion of Introvert, Extrovert, corruption became Raver. Lollies came out during this medium. I also saw the beginning of my generation of Other State Animals - the Red Wolf Musketeers that I said earlier were older Grades, inspiring us to appreciate Manliness and Heroism as Boy|Girl Scouts was introduced to us. As that subsided, I not losing the might, got to see them respected in other States as Soulmates, thus the Golden Retriever Girl resurfaced - and as a Tropical Golden Retriever Girl. Florida was the best speculation about Her whereabouts. And Follies made "Consort" "conspirational", making Overlordess.
I was sent to another Elementary School, Lakewood Elementary, about March in 3rd Grade for an actual Behavioral Special Education Class. I was placed out of my 3rd Grade Class in Sleepy Hollow Elementary for not comprehending math's multiplication (I couldnt do it, and after some tutelage the very comprehension as a Classmate that I didn't get it immediately like the other Students I outlawed caring about the tutelage quietly) so was placed in a Learning Disability Special Education Class. There I mastered it and got to a new Class like a Recruit - it wasn't Math but Art. There were sardonic Students with oceanic Animals, but also a Gecko Boyfriend, the Octopus was a Black Boy. There were no Serpents like my Former 3rd Grade Class had, -there were Regular Snakes being deflected by Troupes of Animals slaving themselves for PET PEEVES, becoming Elitists in "Bureaucracy" to, of course, slay those Troup Invaders, inevitably. It was exciting though that the Barbarzyn Tournament existed here though, unlike my former 3rd Grade Class which was Monarchial-Courting itself from Ethnic Warriors, Brauds and Scamps were being Heroic or Mercenary, feigning midismal acquisitions against implimentations of totalitarians, because "deflection" was childs play. Brigands defeated Raiders, thus Raiders could find glory as a Challenger, whether a Warden or Constable, instead of felling to Pagan- but if you weren't a real Barbaric Heritage of a Person the "Pagan" was a Rebel. Some called this Tournament a Prison, I saw opportunity to revel in why I had chosen Ranger since 1st Grade for delegation interpretations, and became a Court Ranger because of it. Later I learned I was Barbarzyn that whole revel, actually. There are Barbarians that became Slayers anew, since these were also Reavers-to-be, like the Russian Juggernauts, Norwegian Vikings, German Berserkers, Polish Hunters, or like French Bitches.
Spanish Students were Birds, unlike Mexicans. They had a Tournament too, then it became self-imposed, leading to all Tournaments really self-imposed against our own Country men, only the U.S.A. Born Students could have Petty Tournaments gambling treasures. But for us Animals every Student is a target.
At Lakewood Elementary School that 3rd Grade gave me a normal class about 30-minutes to a Music Recorder Instrument Class. I've been duping teachers ever since, they have put me in intellectual classes like math was subsidiary, so I did not complain I let it commence - I'd become sharp instead of dexterious, then teach myself dexterity myself, crudely but it became instantaneous flex ever after. This class had a Siberian Tiger white Boy Avenger, made Elite it seemed, but he was legit (unlike the Ocean types), Labrador Retriever Dog Boy, Dragonfly Boy, Coon Hound's here were pleasent (must of been the tile flooring. At Sleepy Hollow it was mostly carpet.), an older Grade had an orange Timber Wolf - he tried to make it poetic to a girl about pyro element, I think a Mongolian Wolf white Girl with diamondy-blonde hair existed. During the Recorder Class that she may of said it matter-of-factly near my presence before my Acquaintincing. That's how gossip vs'd rumors also - with dignitarian bopping for reaping. At Field Day I was found by the Girl she said it to, so she became my Lady-In-Waiting.
4th Grade I didn't behave well and lost opportunities for any normal class, although I didn't indulge in creating peers with the peeps, they had a mexican language problem. As regal as it was knowing Spanish, the natural speakers learned guile from the ethnicity differences. About as close to stopping germ-spreading as I got. And just the younger Grades at the Bus Attendence abound me liked trying to become Ardent, and Armourus, against "Paragons" because of the many Knights defeating "Peons."
I didn't steal in that School. I did in Sleepy Hollow and the 5th Grade School, Liberty Elementary, which I joined the next year. It was a new School, and only went to 5th Grade. I used the idea to escape the School when I tried furthering my approach to respecting myself. My Family occasionally gave me a cash allowance, halting me from becoming a Guardian for Neighbors, I tried to learn economics through theft, and was successful. Not knowing it was said as either I tried to morally dissuade some followers, but they just duplicated the efforts, so I just kept at it, bit of burglary into a church taught me agility with them so I had learned their "fun" they were missing from me, and focused away from it. They played baseball, and were younger, so when they tried to serious themselves it's most likely they narced on me, since they were bastards. Family kept it secluded from me who tattled, and I didn't go pillaging, I was able by then to do it on my own, so I shadowed it, well, well, well. I didn't pursue it for years after some ended choice of it being outside. It returned when my sister took me to a Middle School basketball game. Not caring to sit through it and brainwash myself something about satiable-sporting-intrigue, or whatever it was, I ventured out and explored the playgrounds, perhaps that's how it started, but there were so many automobiles in the parking lot I didnt make it away from the walls. The automobiles were low, and I was totally younger than those things, so being tall I began peering the vehicles, and saw unlocked doors - self explanitory from there, opened, got in, didn't test drive because I saw abundance of cash 'economicly' and so with it being from another Town I learned a premise on how to steal. This is how I learned Ranger abilities inevitably. Pickpursing my Mothers wallet, not taking to high a bill, and arranging them to origin thoughts of naturality taught me to take only 5's and 1's, but if there was only 1's none at all, had to appreciate the allowances I got with this for maturity. Escaping School without a purpose other than I lived nearby, and both Parents worked morning jobs. Other stuff...
5th Grade had Summoners vying for Summoness, trying to get motionable Students from Recess to become Duelists was an Animal-thing away from the playground. My Class tried a Tropical-Wolf Roleplay in-class. Predation was esteemed, but I didn't make affable. I bided liking seeing this inside 'beginning' getting Heroes or Enemies anew. The Girls didn't become Damsels, so they didn't commit to a Tournament, instead at this point in life they just talked about Soulmates that had attained beyond Prince, Master-Of-Arms, or Tyrant, like the Bald Eagle. Gym Class wanted me to be an Avenger, after fully being inducted out of Special Education for this 5th Grade, maybe to disuade the Pirate Students against emporiums, whatever their resolves were to me it was Prince-still-against-Girls, because Courtship is for Mating or for Government, so I pursued the Tropical-Wolf-Roleplay creator for 3 years. Ending about 7th Grade to her ardening me to stop in the locker-hallways, so I did. Good, because I just amiabled "Girlfriend", not getting a reputation for 'Challenger'. . .
MIDDLE SCHOOL 6th GRADE - 8TH GRADE
Thiefery became Middle-Class by now, so I taught myself processional guile or smythe into Beseiger because Middle School allocated Students from Elementary Schools, so my former Peeps from Sleepy Hollow were again, but the ones from Lakewood went to a different Middle School. Liking that Bards had failed Sellswording into a Tournament my Thiefery got negligible to tell myself how I rivaled Others like that, so I "forgot" how to be a Ranger, thus Prince, to Ward emporiums from becoming Lancers, much like what Bards remained, so whenever I was given a cause to lead my Elementary School I rustled Geeks to slay from escaping deflection... See if they were fiends for real. But as it may they were jovial, so I accepted their Halo 1|2 Xbox System-Link Party instead and fought them Privately. Had I not gone to the Lakewood-High School I'd of slew them like a Jock, or became the Slayer-Champion of Barbarzyn and slew their Contemporaries, and watch them scurry from being a scamp... When I finished partying I reminded myself to attack them reprievingly on facebook, quelching "moron", surely. There were no reveres from them, they did evangel into shadow.
That Kid I kneed in Sleepy Hollow Elementary School joined my Special Education classroom in 7th Grade (I didn't do homework in 5th). That being the only time I saw Him I didn't know who he was by this time. Perhaps he was a feigning Bard, because he kept being who he was thus far.
School early in, like 6th Grade, had mimics and replicators of Animals shortening their midismal activism to get other Students to become that Animal, but I never saw any, whether New Student or Challenger, defeat or Cur them. Still being plussed though it purged some Harlequin Girls to delve against Harlotry itself. Parrots, for instance, used Peace-Keepering against whatever Plague Resistance arose as Hellraisers, Mercenaries, or Death Dealers, defeating fascism with peace-signs and avenging tye-dye apparrel, marshalling sovereigning roleplayers to vs anarchy commandos. That was my mentality instead of Soulmate Sword-Hunting Party Animal Quest, which since occurred in Middle School I defeated Black Guard brokering Peep-Pressure. Keeps me from fist-bumping adversity; No "anima(l)" clairvoyance for them! That was the last I saw of "Coyotes", or "Rodents", but a good amount of Spiders, Frogs, Felines, Rocks, and Starfish were doting alternative lifestyles from said excursions.
1 such thing that I can't see an excursion to, was a Husky Dog Girl leaving a Group of Friends to another amount. She said she was going to "Harlot-Hunt", which for me was doting them, but she also included saying she was a Husky Dog, which was dignitarian. So, whatever those Ladies-In-Waiting were about, I'm glad to know it was in English, which is WHITE, and not baroque or something of WHITE. Spider tan Boy. At the Lunch Room during 8th Grade I had a reputation beseech me. I was asked who I was taking to the Homecoming Dance, bothered that I wasn't asked this 6th or 7th Grade, that I stated a Girl I had heard from Peevish Boys biding smut. She was said to of been a Gamer Type of Girl, which in School had to of been board games. I somehow recognized her, must of been that she was WHITE, and she me. She was ecstatic that I may of. I was nonplussed, but knowing how I advanced myself took it well with not deflecting her, but charmed myself nonchalantly, thanks to that "Tropical Wolfess" earlier. Had my Family not moved to Sleepy Hollow from a Highlander-Western-Bend, I'd of gotten the typical Prince slaying Jocks Quest of Soulmate for Parties to be prominance, if the Jocks could prove to be a Lancer (Squire's Champion) instead of feigning to be a Warlord because they weren't a Peeving-Prince Mercenary, for Ladies-In-Waiting.
HIGH SCHOOL 9TH GRADE - 12TH GRADE This Kid I kneed was out of Special Education, but I still saw him in the morning Lunch Room 9th Grade. Inevitably his consciousness of me since Middle School altered his progression to show me he smoked weed. We played, and partied in sleepy Hollow, his Party became a constant thing, knowing Boy Scout acute senses I fellowed them as friendships went. 1 night he brought me to a secluded picnic area, to another Boy - they had the weed. I didn't smoke really, but it was dark so they didn't know. After then we were always smoking, it was like we had become Raiders, but it was really the fault of the others to be so dysfunctional in society. Eventually "stoner" beguiled itself into their brains, but not "bandit", so I didn't go Arbiter as the Party became Parties because of more Students having a cesspool of indignant existence aside School. I didn't enter School from my own Smoking Location, there they spoke of evangelism prying into the lives of Peer Pressure like Peep Pressure, and the Kid didn't socialize. In fact I only ever saw him during the mornings I didn't venture to the smoking location, there in the lunch room, way in the end near other entrances to hallways. {It was also the nearest place to the Deans Office - it had two doors, 1 adjoined the Lunch Room, and the other directly to the hallway with memorial plaques and trophies asounder the Gym entrance hallways. That's the entrance where I waited for the Buses to take me Home, and where the younger Grades had Parking. The Older Grades had Parking down a drive specific for the Field in their own Seclusion. It had stairs through Woods to School, that's where my 3|3 location to smoke was.} Other times would of been when during actual Lunch Time, because I didn't seek the Kid when I got to Gym to defeat Vanguards. But there were Girls trying to be Damsels not Maidens or something doing the same thing, so I just played on the biggest Hoop. We played "Call-Out" (different than "T.I.P"); Call out a Person playing to have them try and block the ball from the basket after making a basket. If it goes in they are out of the game til someone gets the shooter out.
9th Grade's 1st smoking location had gossip about black Animals. May of been rumors; Black Bear, Black Wolf, Arizona Black Rattlesnake. I appreciate that for comprehending might figuratively for other Animals because of the black plausibility for instilling fear. I found a different location hoping to begin my own hunt for Highlanders (I crossed the street off my High School turf into a rise of the Carpentersville Neighborhood, for 2|3. Sometimes there was a Neighbor that drove through it like a Bend, but we didn't get in trouble for smoking in the street making our own Cul-De-Sac.) I didn't get to fight and attain U.S.A. Forest Ranger of the North turf because no muscular Highlander came from the other smoking locations, so I didn't get to become an Outlaw through fighting them if they did, but I did get street against Adults and geek-safehouse fights, because I would not allow myself to accept them as my own Team, already having a Squad, so I didn't jeapordize my Command with bringing in gypsies, so I raided them trying to figure out how to proceed with my Command, it took too long, my Squad disbanded, but I fought them and later whilst living in my old Burg I purged the Aquantinces new to smoking there, knowing the system, preferring to get in the middle of their "trash-talk"-satiable-existance, if so, and become a Resistance-Misfit rival of the Resistance-Plague types, that they probably succamb to acknowledging as wanksters and scamps, so it was a growing-up moment further, not an attack. Seemed like it could of been, what with their red Rough Border Collie Girl being from a 3rd High School, my sister's having became obsolete for the Burg, but it's actually my High School's West-Side turf I've learned. So, it's not a "Rival" High School since my sister's (she got to stay her 12th Grade my 9th Grade.) High School now has the new High School for this turf to contend for. It is that turf I defeated with my 3rd Datee.
At a 7-Night Party I had was going downstairs and there stood a Whelp Boy keeping Partiers from entering more to the bottom level. With having been invited by Skateboarders to avenge Cheerleaders not Mistresses I tried to adamance pass his indomitable stature for doing it as a Sentinel for a Drug-Dealer that frequented my smoking location at School. He was the Highlander. Oldest but by 1 year so it became a Petty Group, although when the other Skateboarders came in 11th Grade I was a Skateboarder already - so joined them on adventures, and their Peeps and I got invitations to Parties, so I made a Squad with the Peeps I affled from the gypsies the Kid brought to his dads house (I got him removed from Sleepy Hollow. I didn't accept their being a "curfue", so with him getting in trouble with the Police he got sent to live with his daddy. I having not gotten in trouble directly kept skateboarding to his house 5-7 miles away, but 1 mile from the School. The Damsels got forgotten as Party Animal had to happen, I'd help them dismissing being a Maiden instead of siding with Corsairs (water if vomiting, for example), but I didn't accept them as "Shifters" whether that meant automobile or Free-Boppers of Harlotry to my cause to gain "Street-Fighter", and I didn't settle for Highlander with the remaining Skaters, not deflecting my Polish because it's not an "effect" but they weren't Buccaneers, they weren't with me, it was just an invitation per Bringer- and it's this I use to find me a Polish Lady now, get that pureblood status certainly to Middle Class Adult, and prepare for a Vanguard of our own, since I wrote this restitution to forsake being a Nobleman. The Boy wouldn't let me pass, and I didn't want to suspend my attitude - I needed it for powerful strikes and blows so to not mistake Peoples appearances as a rampage or ravager raving, just misfit. So with the combat knife I had on me I said I had a knife - he didn't care he said. I returned to the party upstairs. His leader, that Drug-Dealer made face. We didn't fight, I explained myself instead, as he was a nice enough guy. I never saw him at the smoke location after that, though. So, I'm sort of confused between Forest Ranger and Polish Commando, because I cessed a Viper's Pit. But I learned that Poland's Princes created the Forest Ranger there, so I'm totally a Party Animal Soulmate.
At the Track during GYM a Black-and-Yellow Mangrove Snake was proving to be an Opponent to "DOGES".
I was at a PARTY HOUSE, not a safe-house - a safe-house Parties minutely (no Party Music. There may of been "music" but it wasn't "party music") to trick People into becoming a Vanguard for them, and a tan Girl stated she was a Monocled Cobra. She had an Entourage of just Boys following her, too.
AFTER HIGH SCHOOL I started working and sought my Animalsoul. Founded it at my Skate Park against the remaining Skateboarders I had PARTIED with. I did the exercize gambit-of-course that through calisthenics I'd be vsing Avengers and Underlings vying for Underlord or Undertaker, maybe for Meister. With quitting the GYMs I inevitably reminded myself to stop the slow calisthenics and spryly amp myself with weightlifting.
Polish Nobility was rare though in School itself. I had it in Family Communions, but I didn't use that to make invitations with Peeps, instead extreming rueness for popularity, and preserving hobbies along so til I became a Combatant. But had I got the accomplishment to say so in School, well it's self explanatory what I would of gone for for Nobility-Sake, and further. I didn't get misfitted from thinking the Polish Mate thing, I just was in Ranger intentions already, so kept at it to be the best Male a Man I could accomplish for myself, of course, vsing what Students were defeated of Polish Students that also were doing what I was doing to preserve humble prides and principles into action when it mattered, too, because They that succumbed ("succ"ess+c"umbe"rsome) not doing this, not becoming Polish, had to benign existence as Platonic. So, when that Kid brought gypsies with some Skateboarders over to his house to smoke, I recognized the Peer-Pressure of needing had proved I had sex, thus wasn't a Gypsy, to have been there smoking. A night they were driving I was aseated beside them, they unknowst what to do, and the Kid on a fishing trip with his dad, I considered it him actually tripping to the ground. I got the troupe to his house, spoke with the neighbor we'd be loud, used my burgling skills to shadow through a window and unlocked the door. We hosted a party for 2-3 days and nights. When the Kid returned I had called his GF to fight his 1st-In-Command, see if "Misfit Parties" were Extremists not Anarchists, but they didn't fight me. They Floozied out to the Kid to fight me, he didnt, and like I thought what gypsies were - the gypsies belittled themselves and joined them, even though he didn't become an Opponent. No scarecrow.
Being that's the reason why "Party Animal" can be "Party-Animal", I didn't make the Petty Insistence to Mate with the gypsies to ofFend them into Maidens (bitch) or Scamp-Corsair-Raider. Being a Black Knight not a Player initially I defeated Adjutant-Elitism, making them bitches, not Pets, but because I was originally a Ranger, just "Thief" is the only repute I knew they knew of me and turned from "Burglar" to "Prince" to depose elitism to avenge myself as warring cadavers in the course.
They didn't say, but I'll allow my perception for my 3 Courtships be said as FLOOZY.
Katelyn the Blanket Flower|Hardy Mum or something like that. 11th Grade. 9th Grade's last Month of High School I got transferred to an Alternative Special Education School, and then the last 3 Days of that Month to a tougher Special Education School. That School paid me monthly a sum of good merits. Eventually I earned through the course of leveling for the Dollars, and earned going to my High School part-time. I had no job, but I was getting cash. I bought Skateboard stuff, and weed, and had Dates with this Girl. I wanted some other Girl in Creative-Writing Class, then chose Her behind her, messing with immediacy. She accepted, and we Dated. She brought the initial Girl and her partner for the class, and Floozied me away to take her shirt off; She had her faction-talk not be a squabble or mutter with her, and got me laid. Later in the relationship I got her laid in her room. I beat her at Halo 1 PvP. She was a lesbian. Her lesbian got a Male to Date whilst I Dated Her, and I got invited to a frienemy of hers Birthday Party. I went without her, and saw some old elementary school Dandies attending. The Birthday Girl treated me like a Prince, telling me of my Gal's lesbian movements. Happy to see that the system was still something akin to defeating lesbians and homosexuals with Nobility, I broke up with her. The day I did was near some of her girlfriends, she breathly said we weren't together, actually, so I was in that thing called "the friend zone", due to my Kawaler courting of her. I skateboarded from her mothers house, without saying it's ended, avenging just myselfs courtship. Fathest Girl I had, lived 12 Miles, and some where near my High School in an Isle. Sydney the Seedy-Dandelion. 13th Grade. I ventured onto a nightly cliff, interested to smoke weed, and there She was with a shit-looking Black Girl, and a Boy, smoking. Did some introductioning, smoked, and when she was saying her goodbyes I said I'd walk her home. She did not live in that direction, living in the only local Rural Bluff Suburb that can't be accounted as part of my Burg logistics - but we Dated since that way. She got me laid and put on something like Princess Daphne from Dragon's Lair from another room, and I got her laid. Very sexual. Very surprising how ugly her friends were. She must of avenged them from a Floozy's "slut|skank" scene. I wondered about myself being a Burglar and how far I had come with vsing Heartbreaking Rogues by now, but the thought was an odyssey, void of imagination and gave me no esteem to-ignore-it-to-break-up-her, so I couldn't break-up with her naturally, to fulfill my interests of combat, aside, for the resolution to protect her indefinitely before a Challenger tried to deflect the Damsel's civility. Was in a car with a bunch of friends, ended it with a call. With those friends she had the only people I saw her with, she tried a slut move, blamed me like that guy- haughty, but good riddance. Abbigail the Red Cymbidium Orchid. This is my Burg. We Dated; My primeval slithering was boasting about defeating her local-Boyfriends. She chose them, but they didn't do anything so she forced cheating on herself with 1 of them. Kissed in the street - I don't know how they planned that I was in my house for it to make sense for them to do that, and her Girlfriend tried to block it - I guess that was the 'plan' if I wasn't. I'm no Hoodlum, so I didn't run out there to pummel the guy about my everlasting-Illinois love. I already knew her, so wanted to save my best personality for fighting her 3 abomination scarecrow brothers from different dads, she too had a different dad. She tried to get me laid in her automobile, at the skatepark parking lot, but I wasn't driving so I got her laid, but I was too powerful being near my skatepark that I comprehended a trap, so I broke-up with her there, exited and walked home. I partied a bit more to AGE 23, with the remaining Skateboarders that preferred being local, the Parties made this original 11% of the 60+ Skateboarders rise to 20%, then when about 21 they were dispersing across America, some for Apartments others for other States, that percent lowered to 8% with me still enjoying the local turf amongst them going to Taverns, sidelonged from the Partying like the other Partiers that weren't Skateboarders. It was a fun adventure going into forests, getting more Girls out there than inside Party-zones. The Skateboarders and I never arranged identities as Guardians specifically to each other, just commercially it felt like we had an umph towards it, but that popularity wasn't necessary for me, but only 1 Skateboarder got assaulted by a Party. I tried to stop them, but they androided me out of the doorway. That was the last invitation of the 11 Years Partying (9th Grade to AGE 23) of my 17 Years Skateboarding. Fight happened, their People weren't Myself, so skateboarding-indulgence stopped. Quit drugs and cigarettes. About AGE 24-27 I fought and defeated the whole Burg neighborhood section I had. Their fascist behavior to be knowing of the Floozy came to them to late, and I live across the street from Her. I broke the random dads teeth halfway through the fight, from the house by mine near there's - I don't know if it was gypsy or the daycare Owner's meddling (my sister was a Babysitter there and spread a rumor about me, losing her position, but she has been stuck a friend to the Dog's brothers ever since and has kept them as a reserve from being couth) but he came outside and watched from darkness before the police came to bother me about looking into his window. Knowing he was trying to usurp my potential as an Out Lander I jogged around our block and got him like I thought; Pretending to play with his children sports. He got to the sidewalk and didn't know how to quit it since he's a fat person it meant uncouth. I've gone 1st LT U.S.A. Resistance Compatriot, and being a Dwor Zmija I'm more than just treading on them, this is my turf.
Shaman invasion to rival B-Class A-Grade indubious of C-Anything; especially if never studied any Nobility factors. I didnt let Minstril Nobilitation deter me and become indifferent to a Damsel's Court, enjoying English untranslated to Polish without ever being a Consort to, for instance, a "harem" They rebelled from nobility courtships, otherwise they'd of known who else were Pets that werent family.. For the 3 Ladies I dated I prove I am a Foe against their "courtyards" Animalsoul as a Cottontail Bunny Rabbit, Marbled Fox, or Red Rough Border Collie Dog, of whatever "spirituality" they forelorn. If they can't manage to evangilate from what Floozy I say they are then they never were a "Girlfriend" to their own yards, they were already an Ex(ile), from those Soulmates venturing into other States, here in the U.S.A., vsing raving that I am what party Animal I am, so it's not Raving for Me it's Slithering. Thus would be slithering through floozy Shires, and meadow Baronies. Because if Students are thinking about other States to find their Animalsoul I can only presume they're the Pet Tribunals vying for popularity because they're savage, not Shaman Warriors.
I have a Black Spade Tattoo where the Peach Tie-Dye Shirt felts out. The Pit Viper ambush scales neck-softener isnt up because its green, proving I'll ambush with my fangs as the Brown Spotted Pit Viper. The closest Male to a Guy Shaman Archfoe was the "X-Tremeist" that psyched themselves to learn Extremist to diffuse raving from sociopath; just venturing into raving defeats the "Highlander" out of State Pet Tribunals Highlanding. That meant being comprehensive to new Ravers; vagabonds. Till they fought a Pet defeating them from having a Gal, or keeping the word Champion from becoming Highlander if thuggish was Pet Prototype speaking whereever I was... seeing that X-Tremist would of likely have had heard such things anytime it was modern naturalism against inbred duplicitous adolescence evangilising rebellion for dungeoneering mysticism BUT they didn't wear KAMUFLAZ cargo pants wth light-tactical combat boots. That would of symbolized they were Couth, and I'd of needed to take their words to Soul - instead of thinking them "Ex(ile)tremist". So, I took that "X-Treme". It's helped me well against Geeks. Althought I dont enter Polish Dance Parties with Dress-Codes... making me stronger finding a Polish Wife streetwise. - That Tattoo spells "DEATH" against the SkateBoarder mob for whatever indorosity peer-pressuring that could of been, younger than me; It has "FLAZ" Tattooed above the A in DEATH in Amethyst UVLIGHT Ink. So, I'm a Reaper should She ever get me in.
The ODSTs under our Command were remanded to their UNSC, Polska having avenged our Diplomacy we were reconnoitered off Earth to our Nebula. Upon hearing of my mission statement to Captain Claudia that LT. Major Ranked me to Captain It reminded me of the War Games Academy I graduated from when a LT. Poland and Planet Illinois regimed to create that Military Academy, where I earned my Rogue skill. It was a splendid Academy of Illinoisan English American Ancestry attained Nobility from the Kingdom of Poland when Kolonizing Planets. I had entered after reaching Gunnery Sergeant on Polska (Poland) against Separatists. This Academy prepared me for Insurrectionists. There at the Academy I had conquered separatist David Lukaszuk from attaining Apprentice promoting me to Lieutenant thanks to General-Commander Piwo Dobrzyn, and insurrectionist Mark Pabst from attaining Cadet. Graduating me to a LT GRADE 2.
I established a Squadron from the UNSC MSBS of Polish Eagle Frigates to pick us Troopers up off Earth. Polish Border Guard 1st LT Mimi in Her GENERATION 1 yellow Hazop Armor and Designated Marksman Rifle was rallying our ODSTs to remain at the Consulate Office whilst the Polish Eagles were arriving. She got on my Eagle first, then Polish Navy LT. Commander Nicole in Her Pink Ranger Armor. I stood near the Entry to the Eagle making a count of Troopers that made it to the Base.
Polish Border Guard 1st Sergeant Shinetta in GENERATION 1 sandgrass fields colored Military Police Armor with a Squad Automatic Weapon. Polish Marshall Guard LT Phillip in GENERATION 2 ice colored Enforcer Armor with Grenade Launcher. Polish Air Force LT GRADE 3 Peter in GENERATION 2 grass colored Operator Armor with Rocket Launcher. Polish Navy Border Guard Mate Catherine in GENRATION 3 black coral bone colored Mirage Armor with Assault Rifle. Polish Territorial Defence Force Special Forces Captain Ella in GENERATION 2 sizzling coral Warrior Armor with MSBS Assault Rifle. Polish Army Gunnery Sergeant Mathew in GENERATION 3 orchid colored Hazmat Armor with Browning.
After Him I closed entry and that was that mission. For the next 3 years I was stationed on the Corvette Dreadnought "PL Corona Szczerbiec". I attained Staff Captain thanks to that Ship's Captain Polish Special Forces Strike Commander Pit Viper.
On the DATE 02|06|2007 I was promoted to Rank Major GRADE 3; So, I changed my Rogue Armor Helm VERDANT VISR with the PRIMEVAL VISR, changed the Helm to GENERATION 2, my Body Armor to the Interceptor Armor, and gave myself a Pecan coloring.
After a solo mission stealing a covenant stealth ship, using it to attack multiple covenant vessals, with space ejections to EVA their flagship to crash land onto the Planet GROM I was further Ranked to Field Major for the duration of the Halo Wars for Polska.
"Fucker shant hearthen grog!" "Shite on my face!" "Pussy galore, devils food donut assASSiNation!"- I was beginning to conceive these sentences are thee reapers not just killers of those aliens before. But they were raving. The vapor was so good I could sleuth away from the glaring battle, leaving them to their flurrying. It almost felt boring escaping, with no glow of my own to satiate intuitively. Then I stumbled upon a Gauss Cannon. I heaved it up, spotting the glowing iconoclasts, shooting them. It charged blasts for a few seconds before beaming them dead, that was all they had to get to me. They died instantly to my Cannon. Some fo the red elites hurtled phrases before their deaths. It invigorated all aliens to do so. White elites, gold elites, blue elites, gray elites, purple elites, flying elites, drones, hunters, grunts, brutes, jackals, - all had something to say- "Cum dumpsternizzle" "Fucking A" "Bitches and whores" "Cum my wanksters" "Cunt cunt cunt" "Twatshocker"- a bunch of Banshess spliced in an approach. The blew up in seconds, like 7 at first, then I had to maneuver about to kil their seraphs. A prophet busted out of the wall, a Pink GENERATION 2 Ranger Armored Woman slaying them, it's hoverchair being smashed to bits - onto a phantom, then they roled off it. Separately my Armor incured itself to find flipmusic to my awesome intake of the scene. I chose Rocket From The Crypt's "Venom Venom" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=byO7ZMO5VRg, then trebled my music themely out of my Armor.
I shot that phatntom. It exploded into the street, killing what covenant below. I kept firing as I sidewinded to the prophet. When within stomping turf it gasped "pedophile". I used my Cannon to crush it to death. Green blood splattering the vicinity.
I picked up the Ranger, She was immobile. Seemed She broke her leg, or strained it during the tumult. "Polish Naval Border Guard LT 2nd Grade Sebastian, Lady." I answered. In both my arms, off the ground, She said looking behind me as She squeezed a trigger in Her hand, eradicating bombs in the Trump Building, blowing it to smithereens, "Polish Navy LT. Commander Nicole - She sidled Her helmt to aim at my face asset position- Nicole."
"Hostages?" I asked. Walking from what acrid was ashing down, plaguing the vapor to acid mist She answered "They've been seured to a Ship near the higher floors. When there were hgiher floors." What about the A.I.?" "Confiscates. Which reminds me, turn to the prophet corpse, that one by chance took our 'Siren'."
When there I layed her down next to the dead body. She rummaged her side, I mine. "'Siren',huh? We should break it." I wondered to her. "Only Field rnaks Major plus can." was her say. I found it, showed her, and crushed it; "No jabberwocky." The theme music ended.
AND the elite started saying "FUCK" - I presume they tried to steal it from the A.I. as their own language to survive the cultural experience for evangilism. From the slaughtered aliens I presume it's even advancing.
After Operations Intelligence getting to the Trump Building was absolutely easy. Except for the invisible Aliens, I killed one there was an 80% chance another was near there that would enrage causing a patrol to merge into a firefight. They didn't climb buildings, though. 2nd, 3rd Level, I could have whatever like donuts and milk.
The few Streets remaining to the Trump Building echoed English American Sexual urges- apprently anything played was sexuality, and it changed infrequently. The lighting was flashing as strobes, regardless that it was Daylight, and vapor was blown into the streets everywhere, the wind galed it out near the 6th-9th Levels. There was nothing in sight of a way of entry. I began to cross a Bridge there. Killing invisibles was to be simply a fun start figuring it out. The covenant were dead all over the Bridge when I got to my new killzone. The elites were sword dancing I saw. It must of slew all these former aliens. One'd get close to their raving quest to lie liking the music, I'd punch it's face, it'd not be dancing but flurrying-
I, and the Other Troopers, followed 1st LT Luke up the office building to an Operations Command, lead from Navy Captain Claudia, a GENERATION 2 Monarch colored Hazop Armored Polish Troop. The Command had ODST Soldiers charting transparent maps among a holo-terrain showing the Bridges near the Trump Building. Other ODST Armored Troops, and a Pilot Armored Troop stood guard with Railguns. A Black colored GENERATION 1 Grenadier Armored Polish Troop with a Sniper Rilfe communed us "Polish Army Special Forces Lt. Major David. Welcome to Barbie Bravo. The other Bases are Tech Deck Dudes Whiskey at the Illinois University and Hot Wheels Tango at the Polish Consulate. Please, Officers only, this way to the Captain."
The roof of the building was where we 3 LTs met Navy Captain Claudia. She had a Spartan Laser at Her shoulder. Without interest turning She said "Polish Air Special Forces Captain Claudia. Watch this." The Laser hummed to power, beaming at a Covenant Lich in the horizon. "This Laser is purging them with that beam already. May have even gone through to the other side, now." She fully squeezed the trigger, warranting the Laser Beam at it's full power. The Lich Ship was devastated. Had it been shot elsewhere upon it it would of been destroyed. Captain Claudia knew where it's core was. She lowered the Laser - "You've seen the Plan why we are on land?" "Negative, Captain. I was only quartered. You, Sebastian"? I Said "I was in the SOEIV Hanger, using it to get to the Galley, when the kklaxons blared yellow, letting in our Troopers to drop. Figured I'd come instead of a PFC, Lady."
Captain Claudia started "They have our A.I. at the Trump Building and other areas. They're being made to watch porn. This is a Resque Mission."
Both I and Adam had our neural operator armor systems go mute and disable communications explicitly. The thoughts to get them online was thick pndering, that we didn't have time to laugh ourselves amused at what the Captain had said. Adam's was farthest - His armor started malfunctioning, sparks began imploding machinations so much that He tried laughing bodily, hands patting theighs, staring hunched at the roof's complex pavement. That's when I inexplicably had perverse thoughts margining that I acknowledged that His armor could detonate, but wouldn't because this became of psychedelia not hysteria. He tried to hastily straighten, ti was perfunctory, but he took his helmet off and threw it. That's when my armor began to convulse to detonate, but I knew better, so it just kept me permanently muted. I took my helmet off and held it in my left hand. "PitViperHotel requesting intelligence" I said smoothly with a grin.
The Captain told the Mission incrediously to us "The A.I. has been forced to watch porn. It couldn't avoid attesting itself with sardonicism. They captured the highest ranking officer with a comedic sexual Name because of that; Rear Admiral Hon LonXiong, Commander of the Space Hospital "U.N.S.C. Bliss". Then, they started poaching the next, and the next. Hooking up them to cyber-suits. Those suits were specially made for sexuadelic inducements of sensuality. They have a sex organ transparent dome like an inflatable swimming toy for the male attached to it. The entire thing otherwise, like for the women, is skintight and block eye light. Air is brought in and breathing is mastered.
... There is no saving the A.I.... they're who are the psyche of the suits."
Adam spoke first "We'll go without helmets." The Captain "Just you LT. Sebastian. Those malfunctions are hot wires, Lt. Adam." Ordered the Navy Captain, and furthered "You will go in just as One. You are our first Komando from this Base. Till KIA we can't allow Avengers." In unison I and Adam said "Understood."
A Purple GENERATION 2 Armor Polish Troop approached from a high, shattered, tiered office building. "Polish Army 1st Lieutenant Luke, I saw the explosion. Need a gel-band?" "Polish Naval Border Guard Lieutenant Grade 2 Sebastian. Just my flame-thrower. It was too heavy to run with. I got an energy sword, you wan-"
Over a divisionary wall a Brown GENERATION 2 E.V.A. Armor Polish Troop soared over incoming to their zone. It had a Flame-Thrower Turret at it's rear, with a Pumpkin colored GENERATION 3 Torchbearer Armored Polish Troop wielding it. The Peach colored GENERATION 2 Vector Armored Polish Troop in the passenger seat fired a bazooka at unseen covenant over the wall's side, coming down. "Ooowaaaahhhg"!! said those elites, in pieces. The Torchbearer managed to flame them before the vehicle landed. The Brown E.V.A. Polish Trooper skidded towards the wall after seeing us LT's in the courtyard. Colliding with a Legionnaire Spartan landing over that very wall, halting to state Rank: "Polish Territorial Defence Force Lieutenant Adam" - then the Peach Vector Armored Polish Trooper said Her's "Polish Coastal Defence Force Sergeant First Class Monika" - then the Pumpkin Torchbearer Armored Polish Trooper "Polish Navy Petty Officer 2nd Class Sarah!"
The Legionnaire Spartan cringed getting up behind them "That'll take more to remedy this Sydney". I walked towards Her finishing my intital SMG bullets on Her. Killing Her.
Adam said "That was a Hospitaller revel>" Luke said "Hoplites I say".
A Silver GENERATION 3 Firefall ODST Armored Polish Troop had jetpacked-tackled a Goblin Spartan through some upper levels of the office building, crashing through glass into the courtyard pavement. "Goblin down. Achilles millennial inbound!"
Monika "Whatever hoshposh, the Achilles aught to be the Hostile! Assert Komando Squad BAttle Reports!" We all braced ourselves to cover each other's flanks straightening our reticles to not shoot at shadows till affirmative results, ignoring the tussled fight. Sarah didnt ignore it, She kept a steady aim at the Goblin Heretic. So I commanded Monika to vacate the vehicle while moving forward some to where Sarah wouldn't twist to shoot, then said to Adam to knee in front of the vehicle. Luke said Himself He'd strafe into the Squad clockwise.
"Sergeant, vacate the vehicle, guarding that side. LT knee at the front of your vehicle. I'm taking the rear." "I'll cover the aft side" Said 1st LT Luke strafing with their BR55 Battle Rifle closer. When Navy Petty Officer 2nd Class Sarah didnt say Her say the Firefall ODST Armored Polish Troop trusted in our formation to pounce off the GoblinSpartan, having the Brown E.V.A. Armored Polished LT Adam the the Goblin Spartan with his MSBS Assault Rifle with bullets. The Pumpkin Torchbearer Armored Polish Petty Officer shot flames at them, too, but the Goblin Spartan evaded the attacks, withdrawing into the office building with a backflip.
The Firefall ODST Armored Polish Trooper somersaulted to stand, unveiling a Shotgun. They pumped it free of a used bullet casing then they jolted up onto the adjacent wall everything seemed to come from, seeking affirmation. They bellowed "It was one covenant patrol, no resistance incoming. Achilles not present." -He landed to our ground side, their Back to the wall. "Polish Army Mechanised Brigade Warrant Officer Grade 3 Daniel. Good on our Military knowing how to Republic our Command Signals. We have private communications, they can only Paragon. Killing these two Separatists may be the only millennials next.
After that moment 1st LT Luke and Sgt First Class Monika saw the Achilles Spartan, they fired towards the sky at them, but the Achilles Spartan survived the haze of bullets, stomping the Flame-Rover, ejecting the Petty Officer flipping forward into an Oak Tree canopy. I lanced my energy sword through the Achilles Spartan's heart whilst the Flame-Rover was mid-flip beyond them, through their Back. The Brown E.V.A. Polish LT swivelled to blast them with bullets during those moments. The Flame-Rover crashed behind Him.
The Goblin Spartan appeared with my Flame-Thrower "Don't move! I, Force Colonel Abbigail, of the U.N.S.C. decla-" the sword was now through Her throat. I gashed it out of the Achilles Spartan shadowy. She fell to Her knees, struggling for breath. I ginited a plasma grenade and stuck it to Her helmet from where I was. Her head exploded like an energy drink soda pop can.
Navy Petty Officer 2nd Class landed with two M7S SMGs in Her hands. I said in my GENERATION 2 Rogue Armor "1st Lieutenant Luke you have the Squad."
Amazed that She got burned I ran for cover because theses Armors destroy themselves automatically if the Wearer acknowledged death from a Foe through their nervous system integrated neurology anti-piracy ordnance. She wailed to oblivion the witch she was and burned to a smouldering colonic blast.
[i]Always wanting a Personality as a Student first rather than a Magnate Gradient Style I accomplish B-CLASS. And didn't let my High School Transcripts lull void, capturing them for what worth they are. I try to valor as a Mercenary just for Ranger Guilds. Should "banditry" ever occur I believe their tactics, however so, would be inferior. Then, that'd give me ample Ward opportunities to defeat "Marauders".
I'm totally aware that there're People that prefer thinking they're a "-Grade" foremost than a "-Class'. That's all well, well, well, so for what it's worth saying I'm a B-Class B-Grade Person, and 'unweighed' from a measly .25 Credit a B-Class C-Grade Ward.[/i]
[color=6e8b3d]I play RuneScape, Neopets, and Halo. I SkateBoard, do fitness, and once I joined a R.eal L.ife S.uper H.ero website, which went well till the Owner "Tothian" forged a private message when I was "Quantum Viper" in a psych to make it be that they get support from forging it about having it been about accusations of Religion needing to be vagabond... During the theme I was "Hazop Ranger" and supported Catholic against his pilfering-pry to get a reaction out of ME not publicity, so with that my legacy as a RLSH defeats English *shrugs*. Do I LARP, then? I got an apparel of me being a Thief-Huntsman, sure.[/color]
[color=f4a460]I'm not an Eboy|Eguy|Eman. I'm not E(mporial) about anything. I Restituted my stuff to further tell myself how Noble I am from what I am succeeding in life for - that means I wrote it down for safekeeping like a Treasury, finding the [s]Heraldr[/s]Nobilitation within it's Bordure to satisfy myself.
And included all my Polish Kings and Queens to know I am correct in doing so, but after I had read them from Starter to Last. So, yeah, my Country is very Virtuous, and is a Fatherland not a Motherland, meaning that whilst we do have the British Bachelor Degrees allowed to be translated to Polish at our Colleges us specifically merit the Magister Degree. Thus instead of "Bachelor" for our People we have the "Kawaler"! Although I fully support making a Degree between Licencjat and Magister as "Damsel|Lady" Degree, since in America I am proud to have accomplished a Diploma, wherest in Polska High Schoolers dont get a "Diploma" they get a "Matura", or a "Liceum".
It took a while to get to the very NATURE of the Party Animal Restitution. Because I had to purge "harassment" through it all to have it be sensible that it is of my Soul, being that "harassment" is an English origin word only. One I didnt start to hear till after Boy Scouts were introduced to my stature, and that was in Teacher-Leader Field Trips.
So, whilst others may be independent to roleplay from a dystopia (like a spellcaster) I chose to find my pure-blood status in roleplaying to have that affinity be enough for 1st-Person regardless, since I'm not a "Shaman" or "Ward" but need to respect the latter because of how, I, was a Swordhunter (I went hunting with a Longsword) Barbaric or Noble. For me it was "Ranger" that could rival "Swordhunter" that tried to "Party" bringing "Guests" to Forestry, but not to the Badlands of School - which as Turf accords as Forestry to me. There they had to learn to evade "Extremist" there if neither of the Guests became "Guardian" from "Ranger" for them to learn "Avenger", to quit to become a "Shaman", especially a Ward, to Arch PET harassment. Since there is no harassment for Wild Animals.
They also needed to get muscular to learn "Chief" or it was "harassment" for them sociopathing... so far as if. Because "ecology" is Nature preserved without weather, giving sense of Religion to not be disasterous.[/color]
Later that occurred to me out of School through Seperatist weed-insurrection. Although it was all mine, not any bit theirs. I being a Resistance Type, acknowledging Ranger as Nobility and not "Imperial", thus could be virtuous instead of merely pragmatic, automaticly have Ward for Polish Garrisons. So I'd of need to tell them in English, I didnt tell them they should rebel from whoever got them to Seperatist, creating then them into a Vanguard|Garrison against those Intruders vying to Archnemesis through Emporiums - which would be immediate if any Naturalism was incurred of them. Thus they never superceded "Private" into Corporal|Sergeant for me to think them as Raiders. Instead I pondered when I'd prove I was an Avenger, defeating their "Bringer" besieging Pet Party 'Guardian" possibilities as gypsy vagrants cheating "mooch". (they peer-pressured me but I ventured to smoke outside of School at whatever Badlands. They were always an inside-School type. Either they avenged themselves and got Damsels or they failed and tried to flee into Floozies. Fake Floozies found them and tried to make them insatiable to vs Me, specifically. Duping themselves lout. So I Renegaded against them, preserving Soulmate qualities for the ever future.)- Then I got the kid moved out from that village, and held Ranger regard from there visiting him at his dads near High School, where allowed to smoke freely - causing us to lose playmate agility through a "zone out" room where we smoked, umbiquitous to Vanguard Garrisons. I skateboarded there so I skateboarded out on their street rather than become a Gamer-Bringer, not wanting them to escape into the modernity of idealism, wanting to fight as a Barbarian for my reputation, they knew me for, before the peer-pressure, as to why they never brought it up afterwards, outcasting themselves.
[hider=WARNING: This is for Party Animals in ADVANCE than beneath to come.]
[color=9f79ee]At house Parties I didnt talk to any Girls to get to know them, so they'd stay Damsel instead of Emporialess. I'm aware of them capable of saying whatever being different Ethnicities, so it was best to let them rave so I could remember the seech for a Girl hipping for nature, wild or domestic, and|or environemental or journey journalism.
I ignored teh Polish Girls doing so, though, preferring them getting that Huntress, incapable of slaying the bitches, especially the types lying they're Brauds to feel "Pagan" that they're doing "ecology" to hide sensuality or whatever for my Race's sake from exposing the "Shield-Maiden" and "Reavians", since that'd have to be against Me specifically for them to think it makes sense being "Sociopaths" to be savage. I'm not Savage, Barbaric certainly, but not Savage. I know my Country has won against paganism, that's why me and whatever Polish Wife start as Chief|Chiefess, to keep against other nations pagancy. Any "Stoner"-pagainstism is warring my Race. And as for Consul my Country has had its own Vanguard, always - thats hte Kingdom's not America's.
I didnt stay with any Guests upon entry, too.
Having Thief skills it wasnt Dungeoneering to me so I had no need to Arch or Sentinel my Guardian propriety that which ever "Vanguard" it was was a psychedelic Avenger making them anew for it to make sense the Host, at the least, a Courtier, for me to be a Pet to inevitably be their Challenger to become Champion Cadaver.
Of our Swashbucklers a Squad vice was said|motioned when there werent Girls our first Party. I, having Renegaded my origins to the Party Initiate acceded into the Squad. After 4-5 years I thought the Squad Creator was a Harrower not a Swashbuckler when they began going to Rave Concerts. The parties werent make the Squad enamored, or it was I was a opponent and they feigned Squad, except when mooching Girls.
Whatever it was I felt that It'd be like a gypsy thing me going that far for a "Squad" because "facebook". Without having attempted tie-dye seriously with the mob of SkateBoarders, or something, felt fascist - I only had a over-the-shoulder-SkateBoarder Profile Picture. Me, Joey, and Sean were opponents, whilst Mason the creator, Vincent, James, Dickie were vagabonds.
Joey and James were not Skateboarders. As they went Raving Joe and I kept partying with other Squadrons made similar to ours but I never ever made contacts the 9 years with this Partying, just with the mob of SkateBoarders. Sean disappeared into the Cove, I Commander in the Corsairing of Staff Cpatain Joey didnt Buccaneer an Oasis, splitting us to our own designated Fields of Partying at last.
From my formal 3 years Partying before I chose the SkateBoarders finitly I eradicated remants of those contacts mentioned above to defeat my 3rd Girl, a 'Red Rough Border Collie Dog' Girl-Next-Door, to Party Animal Soulmate as I always had imagined I was accomplishing during those Parties - but no Girl was there like Braud, but a Girl did happen to say she was a Monocled Cobra, which is accordial against the bitches, not just me and my values of what B-Class could mean to me, Polishly. (A whole Animal Say-So is at the bottom of this Profile) -- to Overlord American Ranger from her Garrison of Stoners, or whatever those noice complaint s and street fighter threats they didnt resist - contend, I mean. The Dogs rivals didnt make it to Lady-In-Waiting by the time she caem from college (whe she saw me in that Charger apparel she cut the hair to the tailbone off to how it was before she went to college; shoulder length), I ceased the "Faggots" from sticking an Alchemist Girl to "Skinner" then Corsair banditry with "Shifters" because they Game as Posers - so they aren't "Stoners", with police calls bothering Sentinels out twice, keeping them in disarray. "Bachelorette: Empress Dame Commander" down to Ex(ile)![/color]
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[color=f4a460]Now "Animal" can be comprehended however you please from there. But "Floozy" is my SoulMate Quest instead of "Totalitarian" of Nobility Principled for Polska, but Kawaler is acceptional of course, - that is "Magnate". A Floozy is a Flower. A Flower-Doozy though. Because if asked if they are an Animal, Object, or Plant there's a chance of Her (She's a She for Me) unassuming the intellect to an "awry" moment of answer. A legit Flower would answer whichever She is. Thus a "Floozy" is avenging Her as accordial Flower Soulmate - BUT I'm not a Flower so I must get naked! - Nah, just messing with you, I dont need to get naked to ego-Her, but it's possible, like if I wasnt Manly getting muscular already, nah I know how to court from simply asking the question and proving what Animal I am, solidaritifying Her half of the Quest wondering about My Tail!
As a SkateBoarder I did Party 11 Years not profunctly known as an Animal to Others, whilst they were questing to learn "Guardian" against "Beseigers", from whoever actually may of had a Status. I never was or had Boy|Girlfriend Party|Asounder, personally, just "Ethos" of a Race or however it's said keeping from giving myself to the populace to cheat egos. I was just a Gamer and SkateBoarder Adversary without reknown for it when I got home from fieldplaying that, rejuvinating me to not bandit it to others - keeping me Adversarial. I didnt join Students that made Packs|Herds as whatever Animal, instead needing to think of the course as a jungle, or forest to aquaint Floozies that I'm not in an incorporated setting, to cheat into a pure-blood Pet theme. That was the English; So, that kept English inbound with me just acknowledging needing to be a worthy Warrior, possibly a Foe, but not a Nemesis because I wasn't interested in being a Rival, or a Rogue - near any Student to beat their valors talking so to not be a Peer but Outlaw at the least till it made me recess as a Barbarian, if they gypsied near me feigning consuling - but Renegade was needed to profound the English as my own, since I didnt study virtue till after any Schooling. So "Brigand" to me, while Polish, true, I had to evade saying I was till I had accomplished Ranger|Prince valorously, to like merging with other Brigands for Polska only. I Renegaded to vs the "savages" from Birthdays warding|spiriting me to be a Marauder if not Dandy|"inbred" to gain leverage as a Horde|Loser Varment before Banditing.
With Animal Soulmate though all School years being a Thief gave me the edge Students neglected about visage. That in the "Badlands" of smoking I joined a mob of SkateBoarders instead of Seering the Hazers as Hippies and accustomed Dooby-Peace-keeping into actual Forests not Badlands, and accorded their Partying Scene respecting myself for being a SkateBoarder, too. This was the zenith of my Soul chance to represent myself as a "Brigand" or something to not try to be a Charger (which is my High School Mascot too - the Charger) for a Vanguard afterwards, instead enjoying that adversity effort to Equalist me to want Girl Cheerleaders as a Vice of Nobility without calling them "Sirens", as if a "Sorority", for Popularity, then, there. I Dated 3 English Girls assessing how to quit being a Renegade, evaluating their "Extremist" so to not be a Deflector in a Vanguard of Students Underlording, and ultimately ready to duel their populace but never join as a Swashbuckler to "hook-up" as a Junky (Armiger), too. Using it to Overlord my 'Hood with a League of Thieves sideshow gambit (not accepting the Hood as a "Resistance" Garrison just because of my 3rd Lady). . . Then, being that that is a swordsman prestige in some aspects of roleplaying to me personally, I became that Charger I said I avoided allocating to a Vanguard; the Overlord. Because I've always been closest to wanting my principles near the Queendomesses vsing the Brauds vsing the Pet Tribunals as a Ranger than joining a Vanguard for potential Tournaments, although Huntsman Balls are acceptable.
I learned I was a 7 of Spades through that, to Age 23, and surely afterwards founded my Peach-tie-dye Ward ranging Soulmate, restitution not into "raving" but into Wildlife however I could, wanting to keep the healthy aspects of the Partying in Forests a solidarity. I found Snake Handling Courses in Michigan, learned the Motocross Motorcycle, and became a Swordsman. Since 23 I've been doing pushups and situps with commando-like jogging. All my pants rip now, so I use commando-clothing two-sizes bigger ranging like a shock trooper Wrangler. To get the ordaned ideas to reserve thoughts I used my High School's mascot colors formally to the Wrangler apparrel look-alike of being the Brown Spotted Pit Viper, later.[/color]
[color=FFE5B4]The Animals I was a Swordhunter near whilst Harrowng Hedge-Knights pretended Floozy rangered, becoming uncouth instead of platonic, then rejected being Summoner of their own Courtyards, failing Armiger|Chancellor/Knight of my Field\Hedgemony|charge, needing their Gals to Damsel for them, or they lost as a Fair Maiden to a Magnate. I didn’t choose my Animalsoul to help another Race wonder about that because it happens to be from their Region. And of my own Sebastian Soul, too, I didn’t pick it to be an “Assassin”-Prince, or lesser type of Assassin, for Lowlanding Polish Students. Nor guile to carous a Troupe, Carnie, Circus, stuff of Performing – Fool, Joker, Jester, types of Harlequin being Oponent to it’s Regional Ethnic, either.
I tried to have fights on vacation rather than make friend, 40% of the Time, because Im Barbaric not Seer. As the Vacation-Pets that were heretics in School would be forced to fight me with a Girl brought in – whom I’d avenge not sex with to have “girlfriends” stead towards a Polish Soulmate gaining a Queendom, or whatever.. No Shires. I didn’t pitty them either being allowed to uncouth birthday parties. I actually didn’t attempt to join any, too, but my sister was raiding it for personality – that she brought me to her own parties, where I stalwarted to Kawaler prior to my own Parties. She wanted to be older on vacation, making her a lame. After Polish Camp of middle school she fell out of herself attempting Braud with English-Guys to one impregnating her, whom I defeat, ceasing her from Braud’s Bitch? She never proudly stated that stuff, just used it as English not Polish, so I don’t know other than interracial is independence – hopefully slavery more than escapism from that imperial thing “emporium”; Infidel(s).
I didn’t seek moshpits or fight cubs, like my own gang, though to slay her Pet sconce. Got moshpitting as raving from the formal 3 years of skateboarding High School. The dude who showed me was not as weak as the friend he came from that was whelping grunge aside my skateboarding.
One of the contacts I eliminated.
And I can go deeper with my Soul how to show my parents losing to me, too, and how I removed families that went interracial but being my Animal isn’t needed to be so primeval – just predatoring that I mate without family retribution is enough. My Kindergarten didn’t do Class-Assemblage, we just got in Class when we did. 1st Grade Up did Class-Assemblies outside.
So, other than moving to the front of Class for floor-placatements to be diligent rather than in the back where vagranting occurred… one day a Couth Couple of Students lingered towards me and called me a Witch-Killer. I didn’t befriend them but I enjoyed the Title. A different kid later, a Girl herself, asked me if I’d enjoy fighting so I said yeah.
After that year Animals became Soulmate. Those kids never approached me for Fight Pits, and I never saw them in any as Arbiters, but the heretics that wouldn’t fight tried to insult wayfairers from the Pits as “witch”, “slime”, or near the pits it was the Girl heretics, saying whatever to avoid having Couth and Sex for not being active Tyrants. “Fucking” occurred as They tried to escape as “arcanists” to not be “warlocks” to prove sex had nothing to do with feelings but actually emotions when enough Boyfriends|Girlfriends wouldn’t avail Boy|Girl prototypes – but the spellcasters avoided mental imaginary playing – so how would I know if they were from the Pits or just wanted male sex dungeons? Through thinking they needed MATH to be magical. Eventually they sought targets with their minds, pretending psychology, to undermined nihilism, duping themselves into bitches. Those bitches had to have sex with ugly people for naturalism, otherwise theyd become “spirits” of sacrilege – and self explanatory from there they became grunge evading fighting an emo, or a goth, so got to lie “poltergeist” and other monsters – then creatures became hybrid animals, then so forth other types of inbred bitches narcissist for anarchy; merging as dragons, eveloping as dragons, made me reap a self proposed Dragonslayer from making “magus” of the populace Lady-In-Waiting Consorts from Nobility Soulmate consuling-of-rhythmicism. I had became a Dragon-Hunter to know how I defeated them. It wasn’t till the end of high school I began to get bored and do dragonology naturally (that Party Animal stuff really inst mere geek connoisseur stuff), then joined a Dungeons and Dragons Adventurer’s League to defeat all spell users that they’d not see theis first-time Adventurer lose their Animal Character from making me a Master Player.
I played as a Pit Viperoid. No warlocks for those damnations. Hehaha I used a Scythe and just a Leather Body armor. After the Tomb of Annihilation I got Black Gauntlets, Black Platemail, and a Green Hooded Cloak. I didnt control my mental imagination till Middle School. THere after finishing work I had time to relax (but it was special education classes for rebels) that I napped the remaining minutes to an hour, thinking about Halo in the time it took to get to the nap. I tried various popculture stuff other than Halo, but it was Halo first in the Outskirts level of Halo 2 I began "2nd-Person"? All I got to do to roleplay that is slay the Centurion, Legionairre types of armored spartans that it's millenial invasion having that as armor in my Country's mercenary providence using other armors from that spartan unsc stuff.
So, I, like, ‘hit-on’ Lady Witch-Killers first, but not foremost, because Magess-Hunting is unisex. I need to compliment that to grunge women, goth, maybe emo, as a love interest that they look like a witch from me to say “Witch-Killer” … that don’t have multiple Animal Tattoos; That’s incessant.
Then I wrote a SkateBoarder Huntsman Nobility through recessions of my Animal Restitution, too. I hadn’t originally had my SkateBoard for journeys, so I tried to avenge it as an Adult that I didn’t need it as a maul – I used shadow boxing with it when cruising it for momentums lame.
[In Peach] My take of being the Barbarzyn Szef in my Pole Clan, Dabrowski: allowed families to merge iinto a Village. The Main Family {The Chief’s Family} needed to prove themselves Guardians as not Pagans. That meant Healer, Hunter, or Warrior however the order it acclaimed for equality, of course. Peace was prospered helping other Villages that had similar styles to make the Ple Tribe biger.
Barbarzyn Mating Ritual:
Has to be Animal styled. The Soul will be either virgin commemorating the love to Soulmate or virgin adulterated earning Soulmate from compassion. Both singulating their Mate to bond in trust|loyalty.
Wondering becomes Skill self sufficiently, but “instinct” is pondering adversity to morals, needing humbleness to steady from fathoms or something. That humbleness with the Mate is nurturing. Askinghow they reap nature from Warding Floozies whether scouting to be Boy\Girlfriends or pettying parties perturbed about Ethnics, however Savage, Barbaric, Ranger, on them sexing “experience” through sharing saliva with knopie siewne with just “Doobies”|”Ravers” hoping the harassment effect matters to have their pride from others Principles|Adolescence|Couthing reaping diligence of what their popularity is as congeniality, broaden it to security against gypsies fascizing the Diploma as cheating – Warding the Humane question of toys, hobbies, to personality esteems last.
When a Boy|Girl wore kamuflaz in School it bothered the Ethnicity that were Evangilist, surviving from becoming Floozies, or Animals yet.
EXERCISING themselves quitting that virtue of Soul-Comprehension: “Psychology”.
Choosing either makes the person try to fulfill it against “harassment” [Other Ethnics or their Human Race itself not Questing to Nobility themselves] and psychology for themselves if they think themselves a lesser Ethnic than others – bothering them about “Regality; As sex is nobleness thoroughly.
It is this psychology that was Partying in any School before “College” to ascertain “garrison” Nobility that a Diploma proved Virtues meant Nobility inevitably for the Country Born in, or Consular for a Nation’s Sovereignty if went for Diplomat for Government – if that’s their Heritage, though. OR quit drugs as the reminder t fend against those that use drugs itself to independ to regard the petty Ethos of their {mine} Naturalism {Nature}; mine slew Pagans – the last intruder of our Country which is created from our Barbaric Race, not held or defended like a “nation” – which deflects being a Kingdom, to War it not even near it’s Realm.
It is through this union that seeking an Animal is atoned, Questing the Mating to not be sultry satisfaction as responsivity is to mind reflexively or something; there should be an affinity acknowledgement of which Animal genuinely, not needing something abode from imagination to sound course. Although that challenge aught to be met with aspiration if so, with caressing, to get Her to lean up to my lips, merging casually from pulsating Sex to pumping love. And if She wants she can arch Jer back later to not take a fettle position – if that was so before. Can be Soulmated as Animal Tattooo doesn’t need to be on the back.
If not ready for Chief\Chieftainess|Chiefess/Chieftain it is said that Animals have one Mate Organ thus we Humans can Barbaric Her butt cheeks to blast the sperm onto her back, rather than blasting in the vagina. The vagina is haughty this way, thus “missionary” position is Mating to make the baby|Babies, free of lusts of forward copulation.
Sex is a respect of Tribe, so making the baby|babies doesn’t need be in a Bedroom, but the Marriage Day is more blissful if wanted to. Having Sex in nature is prominence towards Animal Courtship, but Chief\Chieftainess|Chiefess/Chieftain is only at Marriage, internally, of Love, not War.
Thus the sexual intercourse of Paganism is fake, scrying, and immaturity. Front sex for pleasure because of a stupor, not mating, without morality is conniving, not Barbaric. It’s likely from warring, that the pagan(s) could of succeeded against a Tribe, whether Barbarzyn or Pagan, though. But ultimately they’re not Noble, so will deflect to heathen heresy only capable of voice and\or raiding. That is why I must perceive Her Polish to keep Polish intruders out of my Party(ing.)
Which is accorded in TWO REGIMES: 1} Become a Ranger of Animals somehow naturally before “ecological” to not be fascist as merely “volunteer” activist. Which also means platns too if wanting, fore being an Animal Soulmate defeating the Harlotry of minority Ethnicity sexing called “Extremists” not “poaching” matters for STREET!
2} to have a UV Blacklight mating(doesn’t need to be sexual – can just be goofy) ritual to prominate vsing Ethnicity that had, obviously somewhere, accepted a spirit animal of what Animal they actually are but were a different skin-tone that I, Us (me and my Wife); since imperial college impedes emporiums theyd enslave themselves that spirit animal is a gyp, so it means they did drugs to psychedelic themselves cheating the real Animal through “economics”, which getting muscular accords as martial arts against spirituality in that sense of naturalism for combat|battling, so obviously the Animal itself doesn’t need to respect you if you did yourself- which is being fit and healthy not “exercise” which is gypsies unnoble.
Thus, evil Women somewhere aint getting muscular, whilst good women may reject being a basic Animal like a Squirrel because being a Lady can be upkept basically without College, as ecological Degrees make the person need not to be a spirit animal but the real thing. So it sMale that makes it Soulmate if they can prove their might this way, Souly.[/color]
[hider=These have been all Party Animals in my life thus far, and no perceptioned choices of what like my 3 Girl Datees.]
[color=ff4040]Started at AGE 4. I had been given free roam of the Apartment Complex. Eventually many Children accomplished Animal acknowledgement this early as Themself. I, and my Friends hadn't yet. For me specifically when venturing through a parkinglot I got accepted by some Boys playing Basketball at a fenced Basketball Court. They showed me a Rattlesnake Man. He parked his automobile, took acknowledgement of us, and kept walking into the complex.
Anything else would have to be the older Girl that bided Lady-In-Waiting to a Girlfriend of her AGE, I heard her say being a Wolf.
I do not accept the PET PEEVES pretending to be Mates to reap Animal popularity as like a "Vixen"|"Siren", but luckily they're not "Omnuses" too, or the Duplicates that tried to poach friends aside them, becoming "millennials" or "centennials" or "imperials" or other Cur or Cretin not being real. I like defeating those compitional-raving-Party-Animals, though, that get "Spirit" instead of Soul - paws, spots, or other tribal shape tattoos - with the full realistic Animal tattooed on my back not bothered by it's Outlaw meaning. Party Animal Serpents have Courtships in my Animal Kingdom. "Intercourse" is saying Lower-Castes Mating, gradually into Nobility, or the monogomy of Royalty. I had no idea what PARTIES were most of my life, but I knew not to have sex like a preMature-Mate, "Mystic", 'Heathen'. That's being weaker than my respective Gal. AND so I kept from basking naked among "Girls", showing my Zmija sex-organs whilst learning to fight however got me to defeat Adults feigning Highlander that hadn't become Men, regaining them as reproductive-organs. Vindicating myself as a Brown Spotted Pit Zmija. I don't need a Tournament, but as a Swordsman instead of the Naturalists born in the U.S.A. also vsing "Pagans" I do.
I wont be including the perception of what Animal I had thought People to be, just those that had said which they were, no matter how minimal. I having already a "Thief" virtue was aware of Girls outside the Parties, and ended friendships to stay with the Quest that they're Damsels in need of a Ranger instead of "Stoner". Defeating Avenger with my Skateboarding or Guardian wih the Bachelor-Hosts fief, the only Badland was the sex offense of having sex underage, so naturally I tried to find Lollies but I choseto not quit forsaking myself as a Ranger in forets, so Skateboarding toughened me away from Peeps. I got to measure myself with some Parties, establishing fairness I hadn't in School with Girls, tried those tactics, and didn't pursue other Girls, keeping to my style - gaining the maturity there and so forth. It had me cheery not needing optimism. I let my merriment subtley dupe my Peeps from being a mere Guy, unabashedly aside a Ranking-Role. I succeeded as a Ruffian with ample tastes, conserving myself for the better, letting the Others escort themselves my way instead of a rove away from the band, one by one on the Internet to mellow out from procussions gotten. There're no Party-Hills here, there were some woods-style, but if not a pool the frontier took them. No King of the Hill racing courses of Skateboarding, so the adversity was hard to see as rivalry because games of "S.K.A.T.E." challenged the safe-houses into vague vogue. My sword-hunt assaulted them on the Internet eventually, as they got Girls they tried to escape skateboarding with me, but allowed it when they didn't have them, I never texted for skateboarding sessions, I just guessed the intentions then, like it were highlanding for me.
I had Burg Parties in High School; I travelled from 1 Party to another, 55% as a Skateboarder and 45% as a Party Animal. I accepted going to unFormal Parties, not bothered with Girls not being Damsels, but there were no Dandies that expressed being a Champion at any of the Parties from having lost to a Dog or other Pet so were existing here not making a Dungeoneer from Courier, so I didn't get Challengers to duel into a Tournament prosperly, some Cur rivals of Theirs existed partying, so I tried to rob them, becoming a Burglar, which taught my agility. No Mercenaries happened though.. but they did seem the empircal british ethnic types of wanksters moreso than ruffian, so the thugs inevitably became PREY not their masters. There wasn't much altering-themselves-like-Destriers, but Girls outside Parties typically did purging Floozy-Skanks, to concede the Dandiness hiding amidst their wanksters, instead cheer made Lancers for Colleges, or they were already Preps. Some of my former Peeps from Elementary Schools partied along there with me, but my Beer Pong Partner was a different type of Partier, so I didn't get to them other Parties as a Fellow, I'd of needed to try and be a Follower. I belonged where I got having always Quested for the Animal might of Barbarzyn forest class adventures, virtuing Ranger amongst those Students that too processed World Animal Stuff. I scarcely saw any fights occur, not even amongst the ethnicities that had acknowledged peep-pressure, as Peer-pressure is different, so naturally I was like a 5th-Opponent-In-Waiting at my smoking locatons, fair, humbled, and spectrum efficient, keeping my extremes mellow and reserved myself conservatively there Pettily.
I got to here much with how I wasn't feigning my Polish. I'm aware of Girls thwarting Polish with English, so I just let my English settle into indignity eventually - which causes me naturally to be a Polish Fighter. I don't have good memories of Polish people in school, but there was a moment of older students that may of been sardonic. They greeted eachother in Polish and unabashedly asked the approacher why they werent in camo uniform, and they reluctantly seemed to say why abjectly. Most likely why my High School colors are komando-like. The others seem emporiumed.
KINDERGARTEN - 5TH GRADE.
We Students at Sleepy Hollow Elementary School of Illinois were asked if we had a Favorite Animal in Kindergarten Music Class. Many Students had Dogs, and became Dogs, too, Golden Retriever wasn't settled as a Noble gesture for an answer, but as a Soulmate thing.
This became 2 types; The expected type was to have be akin to Lord-Commander of either Gender for proof of virtue towards Baron|Baroness Dog, but I guess whatevr hills there were to getting that they couldn't esteem an ambition to rank outside of a Party, but Birthday Parties simplified that. Wild Animal Soulmates think them like other Pets, Consorts of Nobility, thus typically Pets get the Soldier or Trooper prestige of tactical ranks like "Commander" or "Sergeant', having Wild Animals Tournament for rivalries of like King or Princess.
Follies were enticed to be Mercenaries though. Foe+Dolly if Damsel, Flower-Dolly if Ward, and Rangeress to Animal. Whatever was chosen it's regarded as Pet Animal, I say.
They got secular quite well that they began Fair Lady, and it furthered into the higher nobleness titles of Princess, Princette, Queenette, and so such gossip became Cheerleading Mates. The Crusadesses tried not to be an Animal, because it became a sexual reprieve or something about roleplaying.
The 2nd type were the Pets that deemed creating themselves as a Slayer against Wild Animals, without mercenary purposes. Far as I seen they created Wankster mobs trying to vs each other before Wild Animals because of a whole pride matter to even be a Pet.. they posed possible stature of Opponent against Floozies (Flower+Cooties[cuties]). Segregating Cadavers as poachers of ethnicities into emporiums of banditry for adversity to have Girl Animals coerced to be their breeds for power not love.
Alyssa DiGillio had said she was a brown Bunny Rabbit. (Not a Rabbit, Bunny, or Rabbit Bunny - a Bunny Rabbit.)
There were Timber Wolf Boys at the morning lines but they were never singled-out just it was respected as such, Mathew Mercado aspired to be a Manitoba Wolf which gained a Girl, and a Girl said she was a Dove. Boy Scouts became more prominent with the lunchroom so the older Students had gossip being besmirched into rumors about being a Red Wolf, and actually the Red Wolf Boys did exist there as Musketeers. Very scarcely "Plagues" became known as the Son or Daughter Animal of a similar breed of Family Animal but had been fighting on their own, for their cause not the Family's, progressing against the "Make-Out" tactics of Boy|Girl Scouts feigning friendship to survive this underclassmen Roleplay stuff.
Went to a Birthday Party, and a Basset Hound Boy got attention for being there. Non-Animal Boy Students thought to try Prince mannerisms against them, but they wussed out. I've been trying Prince against Students primarily since then, they calling me a Outlaw?- It's even more tough for them.
A Girl was teased on School Field Trips about being a Golden Finch Bird, eventually she accepted being it personally.
Then came the Forest Questing Adventures with Classes, where many Students learned to be a Ward of the State through appreciating Favorite Animals as a Ranger or other Guardian, and other types if vsing popularity specifically - like with the Follies, sexual inoculation occurred with bumping into each other as attacks, or feints, thus creating harassments. Aside my Forsaken Ranger quest I had to also be a Warrior when in attendence, and so I learned how the rogue Students tried to misbehave - I saved myself from tripping by using shadow boxing to learn gravity, but didnt declare myself an Outlaw when near Students that wouldn't to prefer bystandings as a Stoner. So, when Shield-Of-Arms were Barbarian concepts it appealed to me neutrally. Adolescence became of the Elitism that ethnic Students tried to atone from becoming Outlaws against Barbaric Students, such as I've said I do, creating gypsies, and they made emporiums. The elitism was doing exercise as preparement for a healthy life, to learn to mentally create themselves into an Opponent. It didn't deter me into a Sellsword though, I kept my Barbarzyn nature. Because of this, it became known of English as an ethnicity - WHITE. So, like "spirituality" was tried to be believed in. As I see it the Tribal tattoos are last, the portion tattoos like a paw or spots are mediate, and a whole animal is the answer - but only 1. Naturalists occurred making it a "Pagan" thing, which got settled as "Stoners". It created schisms, seperatists, invaders, and if a sex-offender insurrections of who was gay, which whelmed gossip into rumors. It may of been fake Barbarians picking an Animal but not being a Slayer. I got as far as creating an imaginary iron longsword when the germanic Girls were raiding for whelps for an easy-kill - offering them imagination to deceive them into peace-keepers.
1st GRADE
The Quest to know whether I was a Wild Animal Soulmate that was different than of popularity or be similarly a popularity type to have love be simpler than searching for might the hard way, but being Young it wasn't hard either way deflecting the bad so I hadnt chosen indignity but nobility when "arching" became popularity looking for Animals on home computers. I didn't, keeping me neutral from Follies becoming Maidens, or whatever that was - I wasn't a computer person then. My virtue for Ranger kept me delegational with my diligence, if students weren't worthy I tried to neglect acquiesance to become primeval in the future not satiable.
Stag and Wolf were the only peerful insighted breeds, the others are survival at the best. Stags avenged herbivores, and peace. Wolves became Tropical Wolf Role-Plays if enough peace had gotten.
There was a brown Bear Boy that may of began in class, they learned appraisal. May of been deceit but they kept at it.
A blonde Sky Terrier Boy was going for guts to defeat conforming conversation. He said he'd try the Doberman Dog. I didn't follow like a Mongrel, but saw abroad his intentions got to what could of been the Doberman Dog. Fists made.
A brown Fox white Boy began serendipitous dueling in School Forest Trips not accepting being unBarbarian, so they began virtue against scoundrels. It made many new Animals, which may of started "Party Animal".
2nd GRADE
Ferret Boy. I enjoyed a group of Boys communing by the recess pavement turf. They had brought toy cars. The Ferret Boy stated halfy he was a Ferret and began conversing how Girls were felling groups of Boys and other Students, implying the grassy plains, and to disband before we'd become too friendly with eachother like Rangers. Because he said it specifically in that deflected manner I abliged and conceled my peering them - which took me to the plains to avenge myself. Learned Party Animaling there, howso.
I got to a Girl that said she was a Jackal who too was a Ranger. Thats where I got "Rangeress", she Titled herself that specifically in delegation to Me. So we talked well, and warned me of the "millenial" Students feigning to be Animals because of some "Omnus" word or "Cannibal" types, too.
If a "millenial" happened they'd get gushed with haplessness- hoping I'd boast about knowing what they were (that was the cannibal aspect of them) but didn't so they kept discording themselves as having been defeated by Rangeresses and Dames or Male versions as devistational-gladiatorial-war-storied-Animals. I still did not "recruit" them to my cause after that.
"Summoners" had gotten to Girl Scouts at Recess, so those began creating rallies to attain Party Animal prompts. It was unacceptibale accepting what Animal a person was said to be if they werent saying it themself, felling the feigning Girl Scouts into making bad judgements for challenges, but they avenged themselves as Rangeresses and Court Rangeresses too, like creating a Party Animal to fight as themself to attain higher tiers of Nobility with matriarchial efforts than abjected Knight or Barbarzyn, but their Rivals used contemporaries to make Brigands and Bandits when they didnt fight, stature opponents or not. Thus the Tournament arose from a Male perspective, creating Monarchies, and matriarchs vs'd witches.
I traveled through and a tubbish Mexican-ethnic Boy said he was a Pigeon across me to a Mexican-ethnic Girl, which she liked. He was looking at me the whole time to begin with - then when She acknowledged Him liking that he was the Pigeon, me in the midst of my stride, they focused upon eachother and I never looked back.
I was a SWINGER, unabashed with bravery to swing on the cold iron instead of the wood or painted playgrounds. I could see through them but I bever tried because I was me getting to it, but it had basic prairie, that field coaxed the "North" of the playground to the "East" where the Field Day Event was on those soccer plains there. We ran practiceful around this through the circle estate and parkinglot to the whole circle by the Gym. I swung with Girls and Boys on swings behind the Playground, but level to see all the playground, so I didn't get lost. I did this 1st Grade to 2nd Grade. Learned to do Grade-Rivalry with it, purposing myself towards better language diplomacy, tattoos not piercings (piercings were trapping Coyotes to be a Girls Hunter as fascism), backflips, distancing, wracking, spinning, I didn't run-through the swingers though or climb the poles. I got told of other Swingers being possible Animals from a Boy so stopped going there, I didn't want to glorify the Boy in some way. From then on I played playmatedly elsehow lastly centrally on the pavement, defeating Harrowers at kickball - and learning of my Black Knight consequences because the Harrowers were escaping Girls, and the shystily became oustful of gay Harrowers not Harrowers but Followers, the Harrower tried to manipulate esteem or something. Didn't work on me, and I even became a medic-bringer for the Nurse with Girl Scouts on the pavement, also against them. Those Girl Scouts centered the pavement eventually, bringing all types of Students to play merrily, it became so gay they began to act. Before I could learn what harassment they learned in their acts I was Fellowed by a Boy recognising me so asked me to enter the playground with them instead.
By then Ladies-In-Waiting and Princettes schismed from Summonesses and Dignitarians became Boppers for Carousers. For Boys it was right about the time of Knights and Paladins. The School Village Girls, not Follies but thee Damsels, were never found. I don't know if they're good or bad, except through relationships as Consorts-In-Lady.
A Dog, possibly a Shepard Dog there was a mobster type near them, so I cant think which was which, was used to the location to line up after Recess by the Gym architecture, and had befriended the situation well enough. They were getting more friends being a Dog, but some other Animal dismayed them from accepting further friends. It was also just an acknowledgement of a non-Pet type, or I think the Dog would of not hindered themself visibly. Golden Retriever Dogs occurred now, and were irresponsible Prats, being made by someone else, but accepting of it of course. Girls wanted Mates around now, and my gosh did they then begin to reavaluate comprehension - WOLF. Near me it was Bulgarian and Hungarian Wolf that Girls wanted, hoping to entice me to be it or Mate immediately with them and be it later, and Jackal was intrigued too. It was here that I had my first fight; Just about Party Animals, keeping my turf barbaricly, not needing to boast who I was, learning the PET Students. I assume if a PET asked me what I was I'd totally say Wild to start with, an dgradually learn "offense" when I felt mightily natural. What happened instead was a random Boy was placiding the order of the attendance lines which by me was not yet Party Animal, making me 1st Opponent for the D's. He got to close to me, near enough that I grabbed him in 1 swivel of my body to grab his shoulders and knee his belly. He went down clutching it and crying, me and the classes walked into the School leaving him to his fell. I didnt get in trouble, nor did the Students ever treat me like an Outlaw after that, I just kept on living normally, created a TAG game on a play-gym where Students with my rules couldn't get off the gym and the TAGGER could.
Being to young to write restitutions yet my D's learned Diplomas were Diplomatic for the Princettes that were making diaries to be Bachelorette because of most Students being in Vanguards of a Virtue, thus figured out Mistress for Parents sake.
Arctic Wolf Girl by the coat area. Last to get ready, to be diligent, had caused her to bcome an Arctic Wolf because she had white-blonde hair. This was also an ara Fresh Water Fish tried o go from fat-kid to Count but I saw it as Goon. I learned my stretching bothered them like I was intentionally fighting them, thus learned they were a facade, making me get serious easily more. Learned that some created fake Outlaw like Animals to become Assailants against these types, so maybe they were Counts.
The hallways had Robin Bird Boys, a Kazakhstan Wolf avenger tan Boy (he didn't deny any of it), Coral Reef Shark Boy was seen once, and a Caspian Cobra Girl had a reputation for befriending a Egyptian Cobra Girl and Forest Cobra GIrl, but I didn't see the other two. In GYM I had Javan Spittin Cobra Girl become next to me and a Girl, and it was that moment I assessed that I was going to be extreme to learn Hero as I had just learned of this Pretty Cobra next to me fending for her popularity with reality. Other Students had the same resolve, and began rivaling older Students to heighten Animal abilities for restitutions. I became a Thief. Because the worst Students couldn't accomplish the feat of self procession and relied on TALK as adolescence. So, of all these Animals I am a Brown Spotted Pit Zmija that then specifically prefers hunting the Javan Spitting Cobra.
A Sea Dragon Boy.
The only Dogs I heard by classification name were the Dachsund Dog and Shitszu Dog. The Shitzu was a younger generation of Student, affirming they (she had a friend in this) were Ladies being Terriers. The Daschund Girl was of my Recess, she with her Ladies-In-Waiting looking-types merried through the prairie lands by the School windows viewing Recess. Many Animals mingled here.
Mexican Wolf Boys.
3rd GRADE
Steppe Wolf was the Wolf that was made Bachelor-Challenger Soulmate near me. Jamesons Mamba was what I enjoyed seeing be of a Boy. He was quite the righteous rival, totally a real Bachelor, not a Musketeer. Made me like cool-hides instead of hot-fur types, personally. Foxes relegacized Dueling, into even Dragoons. I began caring about Magistry here. Monkey Boys, Toads, Fish, Pigeons. Consort Dogs surviving yearned a Tournament of Deflection, razing Gladiator 1-Sword Deflectors, Shield-Deflectors, and other Foot-Soldiers.
Cats and Dogs by now had learned to appreciate the defeat of sarcasm|harasment through avoiding Birthdays to become Elite. Their sardonicism was their failure. But, as it goes Mongrels and Mutts play with rejection, or guile.
Falcon Boy messenger. Jackal Boy. Hippo black Gal at the waterfountain. Dolphin Boy at the water fountain. Crocodile myths and ocean endeavors, furthered into GYM, but I never fell to a "circus" of Pet-peeves, or raider-peeves to have me Entrepeneur into Bachelor because of some "magician" semblance to the word "Magister"- I kept my Overlord accord affable of me.
Dog Bitches were rivaled by Floozies inevitably vs Bugs or Asps (Cobras and Asps were my serpent Girls at School- an Asp is any venomous slender snake, like Mambas, Kraits, and other types like the Montpellier Snake.) Bugs began wearing jewelery, as some other Girls began to learn they were a Gal through hair dying - losing their Animal. Many Girl Dogs began seeing the Mate potentials through the Harlequining, for like natural selection, and loathed it, while others, like Squirrels, were overjoyed, but fascism developed so, like, Polish Wolfesses are lost to me, inplace were like Wombats or Kestrels, so... the excursion of Introvert, Extrovert, corruption became Raver. Lollies came out during this medium. I also saw the beginning of my generation of Other State Animals - the Red Wolf Musketeers that I said earlier were older Grades, inspiring us to appreciate Manliness and Heroism as Boy|Girl Scouts was introduced to us. As that subsided, I not losing the might, got to see them respected in other States as Soulmates, thus the Golden Retriever Girl resurfaced - and as a Tropical Golden Retriever Girl. Florida was the best speculation about Her whereabouts. And Follies made "Consort" "conspirational", making Overlordess.
I was sent to another Elementary School, Lakewood Elementary, about March in 3rd Grade for an actual Behavioral Special Education Class. I was placed out of my 3rd Grade Class in Sleepy Hollow Elementary for not comprehending math's multiplication (I couldnt do it, and after some tutelage the very comprehension as a Classmate that I didn't get it immediately like the other Students I outlawed caring about the tutelage quietly) so was placed in a Learning Disability Special Education Class. There I mastered it and got to a new Class like a Recruit - it wasn't Math but Art. There were sardonic Students with oceanic Animals, but also a Gecko Boyfriend, the Octopus was a Black Boy. There were no Serpents like my Former 3rd Grade Class had, -there were Regular Snakes being deflected by Troupes of Animals slaving themselves for PET PEEVES, becoming Elitists in "Bureaucracy" to, of course, slay those Troup Invaders, inevitably. It was exciting though that the Barbarzyn Tournament existed here though, unlike my former 3rd Grade Class which was Monarchial-Courting itself from Ethnic Warriors, Brauds and Scamps were being Heroic or Mercenary, feigning midismal acquisitions against implimentations of totalitarians, because "deflection" was childs play. Brigands defeated Raiders, thus Raiders could find glory as a Challenger, whether a Warden or Constable, instead of felling to Pagan- but if you weren't a real Barbaric Heritage of a Person the "Pagan" was a Rebel. Some called this Tournament a Prison, I saw opportunity to revel in why I had chosen Ranger since 1st Grade for delegation interpretations, and became a Court Ranger because of it. Later I learned I was Barbarzyn that whole revel, actually.
There are Barbarians that became Slayers anew, since these were also Reavers-to-be, like the Russian Juggernauts, Norwegian Vikings, German Berserkers, Polish Hunters, or like French Bitches.
Spanish Students were Birds, unlike Mexicans. They had a Tournament too, then it became self-imposed, leading to all Tournaments really self-imposed against our own Country men, only the U.S.A. Born Students could have Petty Tournaments gambling treasures. But for us Animals every Student is a target.
At Lakewood Elementary School that 3rd Grade gave me a normal class about 30-minutes to a Music Recorder Instrument Class. I've been duping teachers ever since, they have put me in intellectual classes like math was subsidiary, so I did not complain I let it commence - I'd become sharp instead of dexterious, then teach myself dexterity myself, crudely but it became instantaneous flex ever after. This class had a Siberian Tiger white Boy Avenger, made Elite it seemed, but he was legit (unlike the Ocean types), Labrador Retriever Dog Boy, Dragonfly Boy, Coon Hound's here were pleasent (must of been the tile flooring. At Sleepy Hollow it was mostly carpet.), an older Grade had an orange Timber Wolf - he tried to make it poetic to a girl about pyro element, I think a Mongolian Wolf white Girl with diamondy-blonde hair existed. During the Recorder Class that she may of said it matter-of-factly near my presence before my Acquaintincing. That's how gossip vs'd rumors also - with dignitarian bopping for reaping. At Field Day I was found by the Girl she said it to, so she became my Lady-In-Waiting.
4th Grade I didn't behave well and lost opportunities for any normal class, although I didn't indulge in creating peers with the peeps, they had a mexican language problem. As regal as it was knowing Spanish, the natural speakers learned guile from the ethnicity differences. About as close to stopping germ-spreading as I got. And just the younger Grades at the Bus Attendence abound me liked trying to become Ardent, and Armourus, against "Paragons" because of the many Knights defeating "Peons."
I didn't steal in that School. I did in Sleepy Hollow and the 5th Grade School, Liberty Elementary, which I joined the next year. It was a new School, and only went to 5th Grade. I used the idea to escape the School when I tried furthering my approach to respecting myself. My Family occasionally gave me a cash allowance, halting me from becoming a Guardian for Neighbors, I tried to learn economics through theft, and was successful. Not knowing it was said as either I tried to morally dissuade some followers, but they just duplicated the efforts, so I just kept at it, bit of burglary into a church taught me agility with them so I had learned their "fun" they were missing from me, and focused away from it. They played baseball, and were younger, so when they tried to serious themselves it's most likely they narced on me, since they were bastards. Family kept it secluded from me who tattled, and I didn't go pillaging, I was able by then to do it on my own, so I shadowed it, well, well, well. I didn't pursue it for years after some ended choice of it being outside. It returned when my sister took me to a Middle School basketball game. Not caring to sit through it and brainwash myself something about satiable-sporting-intrigue, or whatever it was, I ventured out and explored the playgrounds, perhaps that's how it started, but there were so many automobiles in the parking lot I didnt make it away from the walls. The automobiles were low, and I was totally younger than those things, so being tall I began peering the vehicles, and saw unlocked doors - self explanitory from there, opened, got in, didn't test drive because I saw abundance of cash 'economicly' and so with it being from another Town I learned a premise on how to steal. This is how I learned Ranger abilities inevitably. Pickpursing my Mothers wallet, not taking to high a bill, and arranging them to origin thoughts of naturality taught me to take only 5's and 1's, but if there was only 1's none at all, had to appreciate the allowances I got with this for maturity. Escaping School without a purpose other than I lived nearby, and both Parents worked morning jobs. Other stuff...
5th Grade had Summoners vying for Summoness, trying to get motionable Students from Recess to become Duelists was an Animal-thing away from the playground. My Class tried a Tropical-Wolf Roleplay in-class. Predation was esteemed, but I didn't make affable. I bided liking seeing this inside 'beginning' getting Heroes or Enemies anew. The Girls didn't become Damsels, so they didn't commit to a Tournament, instead at this point in life they just talked about Soulmates that had attained beyond Prince, Master-Of-Arms, or Tyrant, like the Bald Eagle. Gym Class wanted me to be an Avenger, after fully being inducted out of Special Education for this 5th Grade, maybe to disuade the Pirate Students against emporiums, whatever their resolves were to me it was Prince-still-against-Girls, because Courtship is for Mating or for Government, so I pursued the Tropical-Wolf-Roleplay creator for 3 years. Ending about 7th Grade to her ardening me to stop in the locker-hallways, so I did. Good, because I just amiabled "Girlfriend", not getting a reputation for 'Challenger'. . .
MIDDLE SCHOOL 6th GRADE - 8TH GRADE
Thiefery became Middle-Class by now, so I taught myself processional guile or smythe into Beseiger because Middle School allocated Students from Elementary Schools, so my former Peeps from Sleepy Hollow were again, but the ones from Lakewood went to a different Middle School. Liking that Bards had failed Sellswording into a Tournament my Thiefery got negligible to tell myself how I rivaled Others like that, so I "forgot" how to be a Ranger, thus Prince, to Ward emporiums from becoming Lancers, much like what Bards remained, so whenever I was given a cause to lead my Elementary School I rustled Geeks to slay from escaping deflection... See if they were fiends for real. But as it may they were jovial, so I accepted their Halo 1|2 Xbox System-Link Party instead and fought them Privately. Had I not gone to the Lakewood-High School I'd of slew them like a Jock, or became the Slayer-Champion of Barbarzyn and slew their Contemporaries, and watch them scurry from being a scamp... When I finished partying I reminded myself to attack them reprievingly on facebook, quelching "moron", surely. There were no reveres from them, they did evangel into shadow.
That Kid I kneed in Sleepy Hollow Elementary School joined my Special Education classroom in 7th Grade (I didn't do homework in 5th). That being the only time I saw Him I didn't know who he was by this time. Perhaps he was a feigning Bard, because he kept being who he was thus far.
School early in, like 6th Grade, had mimics and replicators of Animals shortening their midismal activism to get other Students to become that Animal, but I never saw any, whether New Student or Challenger, defeat or Cur them. Still being plussed though it purged some Harlequin Girls to delve against Harlotry itself. Parrots, for instance, used Peace-Keepering against whatever Plague Resistance arose as Hellraisers, Mercenaries, or Death Dealers, defeating fascism with peace-signs and avenging tye-dye apparrel, marshalling sovereigning roleplayers to vs anarchy commandos. That was my mentality instead of Soulmate Sword-Hunting Party Animal Quest, which since occurred in Middle School I defeated Black Guard brokering Peep-Pressure. Keeps me from fist-bumping adversity; No "anima(l)" clairvoyance for them! That was the last I saw of "Coyotes", or "Rodents", but a good amount of Spiders, Frogs, Felines, Rocks, and Starfish were doting alternative lifestyles from said excursions.
1 such thing that I can't see an excursion to, was a Husky Dog Girl leaving a Group of Friends to another amount. She said she was going to "Harlot-Hunt", which for me was doting them, but she also included saying she was a Husky Dog, which was dignitarian. So, whatever those Ladies-In-Waiting were about, I'm glad to know it was in English, which is WHITE, and not baroque or something of WHITE. Spider tan Boy.
At the Lunch Room during 8th Grade I had a reputation beseech me. I was asked who I was taking to the Homecoming Dance, bothered that I wasn't asked this 6th or 7th Grade, that I stated a Girl I had heard from Peevish Boys biding smut. She was said to of been a Gamer Type of Girl, which in School had to of been board games. I somehow recognized her, must of been that she was WHITE, and she me. She was ecstatic that I may of. I was nonplussed, but knowing how I advanced myself took it well with not deflecting her, but charmed myself nonchalantly, thanks to that "Tropical Wolfess" earlier. Had my Family not moved to Sleepy Hollow from a Highlander-Western-Bend, I'd of gotten the typical Prince slaying Jocks Quest of Soulmate for Parties to be prominance, if the Jocks could prove to be a Lancer (Squire's Champion) instead of feigning to be a Warlord because they weren't a Peeving-Prince Mercenary, for Ladies-In-Waiting.
HIGH SCHOOL 9TH GRADE - 12TH GRADE
This Kid I kneed was out of Special Education, but I still saw him in the morning Lunch Room 9th Grade. Inevitably his consciousness of me since Middle School altered his progression to show me he smoked weed. We played, and partied in sleepy Hollow, his Party became a constant thing, knowing Boy Scout acute senses I fellowed them as friendships went. 1 night he brought me to a secluded picnic area, to another Boy - they had the weed. I didn't smoke really, but it was dark so they didn't know. After then we were always smoking, it was like we had become Raiders, but it was really the fault of the others to be so dysfunctional in society. Eventually "stoner" beguiled itself into their brains, but not "bandit", so I didn't go Arbiter as the Party became Parties because of more Students having a cesspool of indignant existence aside School. I didn't enter School from my own Smoking Location, there they spoke of evangelism prying into the lives of Peer Pressure like Peep Pressure, and the Kid didn't socialize. In fact I only ever saw him during the mornings I didn't venture to the smoking location, there in the lunch room, way in the end near other entrances to hallways. {It was also the nearest place to the Deans Office - it had two doors, 1 adjoined the Lunch Room, and the other directly to the hallway with memorial plaques and trophies asounder the Gym entrance hallways. That's the entrance where I waited for the Buses to take me Home, and where the younger Grades had Parking. The Older Grades had Parking down a drive specific for the Field in their own Seclusion. It had stairs through Woods to School, that's where my 3|3 location to smoke was.} Other times would of been when during actual Lunch Time, because I didn't seek the Kid when I got to Gym to defeat Vanguards. But there were Girls trying to be Damsels not Maidens or something doing the same thing, so I just played on the biggest Hoop. We played "Call-Out" (different than "T.I.P"); Call out a Person playing to have them try and block the ball from the basket after making a basket. If it goes in they are out of the game til someone gets the shooter out.
9th Grade's 1st smoking location had gossip about black Animals. May of been rumors; Black Bear, Black Wolf, Arizona Black Rattlesnake. I appreciate that for comprehending might figuratively for other Animals because of the black plausibility for instilling fear. I found a different location hoping to begin my own hunt for Highlanders (I crossed the street off my High School turf into a rise of the Carpentersville Neighborhood, for 2|3. Sometimes there was a Neighbor that drove through it like a Bend, but we didn't get in trouble for smoking in the street making our own Cul-De-Sac.) I didn't get to fight and attain U.S.A. Forest Ranger of the North turf because no muscular Highlander came from the other smoking locations, so I didn't get to become an Outlaw through fighting them if they did, but I did get street against Adults and geek-safehouse fights, because I would not allow myself to accept them as my own Team, already having a Squad, so I didn't jeapordize my Command with bringing in gypsies, so I raided them trying to figure out how to proceed with my Command, it took too long, my Squad disbanded, but I fought them and later whilst living in my old Burg I purged the Aquantinces new to smoking there, knowing the system, preferring to get in the middle of their "trash-talk"-satiable-existance, if so, and become a Resistance-Misfit rival of the Resistance-Plague types, that they probably succamb to acknowledging as wanksters and scamps, so it was a growing-up moment further, not an attack. Seemed like it could of been, what with their red Rough Border Collie Girl being from a 3rd High School, my sister's having became obsolete for the Burg, but it's actually my High School's West-Side turf I've learned. So, it's not a "Rival" High School since my sister's (she got to stay her 12th Grade my 9th Grade.) High School now has the new High School for this turf to contend for. It is that turf I defeated with my 3rd Datee.
At a 7-Night Party I had was going downstairs and there stood a Whelp Boy keeping Partiers from entering more to the bottom level. With having been invited by Skateboarders to avenge Cheerleaders not Mistresses I tried to adamance pass his indomitable stature for doing it as a Sentinel for a Drug-Dealer that frequented my smoking location at School. He was the Highlander. Oldest but by 1 year so it became a Petty Group, although when the other Skateboarders came in 11th Grade I was a Skateboarder already - so joined them on adventures, and their Peeps and I got invitations to Parties, so I made a Squad with the Peeps I affled from the gypsies the Kid brought to his dads house (I got him removed from Sleepy Hollow. I didn't accept their being a "curfue", so with him getting in trouble with the Police he got sent to live with his daddy. I having not gotten in trouble directly kept skateboarding to his house 5-7 miles away, but 1 mile from the School. The Damsels got forgotten as Party Animal had to happen, I'd help them dismissing being a Maiden instead of siding with Corsairs (water if vomiting, for example), but I didn't accept them as "Shifters" whether that meant automobile or Free-Boppers of Harlotry to my cause to gain "Street-Fighter", and I didn't settle for Highlander with the remaining Skaters, not deflecting my Polish because it's not an "effect" but they weren't Buccaneers, they weren't with me, it was just an invitation per Bringer- and it's this I use to find me a Polish Lady now, get that pureblood status certainly to Middle Class Adult, and prepare for a Vanguard of our own, since I wrote this restitution to forsake being a Nobleman. The Boy wouldn't let me pass, and I didn't want to suspend my attitude - I needed it for powerful strikes and blows so to not mistake Peoples appearances as a rampage or ravager raving, just misfit. So with the combat knife I had on me I said I had a knife - he didn't care he said. I returned to the party upstairs. His leader, that Drug-Dealer made face. We didn't fight, I explained myself instead, as he was a nice enough guy. I never saw him at the smoke location after that, though. So, I'm sort of confused between Forest Ranger and Polish Commando, because I cessed a Viper's Pit. But I learned that Poland's Princes created the Forest Ranger there, so I'm totally a Party Animal Soulmate.
At the Track during GYM a Black-and-Yellow Mangrove Snake was proving to be an Opponent to "DOGES".
I was at a PARTY HOUSE, not a safe-house - a safe-house Parties minutely (no Party Music. There may of been "music" but it wasn't "party music") to trick People into becoming a Vanguard for them, and a tan Girl stated she was a Monocled Cobra. She had an Entourage of just Boys following her, too.
AFTER HIGH SCHOOL I started working and sought my Animalsoul. Founded it at my Skate Park against the remaining Skateboarders I had PARTIED with. I did the exercize gambit-of-course that through calisthenics I'd be vsing Avengers and Underlings vying for Underlord or Undertaker, maybe for Meister. With quitting the GYMs I inevitably reminded myself to stop the slow calisthenics and spryly amp myself with weightlifting.
Polish Nobility was rare though in School itself. I had it in Family Communions, but I didn't use that to make invitations with Peeps, instead extreming rueness for popularity, and preserving hobbies along so til I became a Combatant. But had I got the accomplishment to say so in School, well it's self explanatory what I would of gone for for Nobility-Sake, and further.
I didn't get misfitted from thinking the Polish Mate thing, I just was in Ranger intentions already, so kept at it to be the best Male a Man I could accomplish for myself, of course, vsing what Students were defeated of Polish Students that also were doing what I was doing to preserve humble prides and principles into action when it mattered, too, because They that succumbed ("succ"ess+c"umbe"rsome) not doing this, not becoming Polish, had to benign existence as Platonic. So, when that Kid brought gypsies with some Skateboarders over to his house to smoke, I recognized the Peer-Pressure of needing had proved I had sex, thus wasn't a Gypsy, to have been there smoking. A night they were driving I was aseated beside them, they unknowst what to do, and the Kid on a fishing trip with his dad, I considered it him actually tripping to the ground. I got the troupe to his house, spoke with the neighbor we'd be loud, used my burgling skills to shadow through a window and unlocked the door. We hosted a party for 2-3 days and nights. When the Kid returned I had called his GF to fight his 1st-In-Command, see if "Misfit Parties" were Extremists not Anarchists, but they didn't fight me. They Floozied out to the Kid to fight me, he didnt, and like I thought what gypsies were - the gypsies belittled themselves and joined them, even though he didn't become an Opponent. No scarecrow.
Being that's the reason why "Party Animal" can be "Party-Animal", I didn't make the Petty Insistence to Mate with the gypsies to ofFend them into Maidens (bitch) or Scamp-Corsair-Raider. Being a Black Knight not a Player initially I defeated Adjutant-Elitism, making them bitches, not Pets, but because I was originally a Ranger, just "Thief" is the only repute I knew they knew of me and turned from "Burglar" to "Prince" to depose elitism to avenge myself as warring cadavers in the course.
They didn't say, but I'll allow my perception for my 3 Courtships be said as FLOOZY.
Katelyn the Blanket Flower|Hardy Mum or something like that. 11th Grade. 9th Grade's last Month of High School I got transferred to an Alternative Special Education School, and then the last 3 Days of that Month to a tougher Special Education School. That School paid me monthly a sum of good merits. Eventually I earned through the course of leveling for the Dollars, and earned going to my High School part-time. I had no job, but I was getting cash. I bought Skateboard stuff, and weed, and had Dates with this Girl. I wanted some other Girl in Creative-Writing Class, then chose Her behind her, messing with immediacy. She accepted, and we Dated. She brought the initial Girl and her partner for the class, and Floozied me away to take her shirt off; She had her faction-talk not be a squabble or mutter with her, and got me laid. Later in the relationship I got her laid in her room. I beat her at Halo 1 PvP. She was a lesbian. Her lesbian got a Male to Date whilst I Dated Her, and I got invited to a frienemy of hers Birthday Party. I went without her, and saw some old elementary school Dandies attending. The Birthday Girl treated me like a Prince, telling me of my Gal's lesbian movements. Happy to see that the system was still something akin to defeating lesbians and homosexuals with Nobility, I broke up with her. The day I did was near some of her girlfriends, she breathly said we weren't together, actually, so I was in that thing called "the friend zone", due to my Kawaler courting of her. I skateboarded from her mothers house, without saying it's ended, avenging just myselfs courtship. Fathest Girl I had, lived 12 Miles, and some where near my High School in an Isle.
Sydney the Seedy-Dandelion. 13th Grade. I ventured onto a nightly cliff, interested to smoke weed, and there She was with a shit-looking Black Girl, and a Boy, smoking. Did some introductioning, smoked, and when she was saying her goodbyes I said I'd walk her home. She did not live in that direction, living in the only local Rural Bluff Suburb that can't be accounted as part of my Burg logistics - but we Dated since that way. She got me laid and put on something like Princess Daphne from Dragon's Lair from another room, and I got her laid. Very sexual. Very surprising how ugly her friends were. She must of avenged them from a Floozy's "slut|skank" scene. I wondered about myself being a Burglar and how far I had come with vsing Heartbreaking Rogues by now, but the thought was an odyssey, void of imagination and gave me no esteem to-ignore-it-to-break-up-her, so I couldn't break-up with her naturally, to fulfill my interests of combat, aside, for the resolution to protect her indefinitely before a Challenger tried to deflect the Damsel's civility. Was in a car with a bunch of friends, ended it with a call. With those friends she had the only people I saw her with, she tried a slut move, blamed me like that guy- haughty, but good riddance.
Abbigail the Red Cymbidium Orchid. This is my Burg. We Dated; My primeval slithering was boasting about defeating her local-Boyfriends. She chose them, but they didn't do anything so she forced cheating on herself with 1 of them. Kissed in the street - I don't know how they planned that I was in my house for it to make sense for them to do that, and her Girlfriend tried to block it - I guess that was the 'plan' if I wasn't. I'm no Hoodlum, so I didn't run out there to pummel the guy about my everlasting-Illinois love. I already knew her, so wanted to save my best personality for fighting her 3 abomination scarecrow brothers from different dads, she too had a different dad. She tried to get me laid in her automobile, at the skatepark parking lot, but I wasn't driving so I got her laid, but I was too powerful being near my skatepark that I comprehended a trap, so I broke-up with her there, exited and walked home. I partied a bit more to AGE 23, with the remaining Skateboarders that preferred being local, the Parties made this original 11% of the 60+ Skateboarders rise to 20%, then when about 21 they were dispersing across America, some for Apartments others for other States, that percent lowered to 8% with me still enjoying the local turf amongst them going to Taverns, sidelonged from the Partying like the other Partiers that weren't Skateboarders. It was a fun adventure going into forests, getting more Girls out there than inside Party-zones. The Skateboarders and I never arranged identities as Guardians specifically to each other, just commercially it felt like we had an umph towards it, but that popularity wasn't necessary for me, but only 1 Skateboarder got assaulted by a Party. I tried to stop them, but they androided me out of the doorway. That was the last invitation of the 11 Years Partying (9th Grade to AGE 23) of my 17 Years Skateboarding. Fight happened, their People weren't Myself, so skateboarding-indulgence stopped. Quit drugs and cigarettes. About AGE 24-27 I fought and defeated the whole Burg neighborhood section I had. Their fascist behavior to be knowing of the Floozy came to them to late, and I live across the street from Her. I broke the random dads teeth halfway through the fight, from the house by mine near there's - I don't know if it was gypsy or the daycare Owner's meddling (my sister was a Babysitter there and spread a rumor about me, losing her position, but she has been stuck a friend to the Dog's brothers ever since and has kept them as a reserve from being couth) but he came outside and watched from darkness before the police came to bother me about looking into his window. Knowing he was trying to usurp my potential as an Out Lander I jogged around our block and got him like I thought; Pretending to play with his children sports. He got to the sidewalk and didn't know how to quit it since he's a fat person it meant uncouth. I've gone 1st LT U.S.A. Resistance Compatriot, and being a Dwor Zmija I'm more than just treading on them, this is my turf.
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Shaman invasion to rival B-Class A-Grade indubious of C-Anything; especially if never studied any Nobility factors. I didnt let Minstril Nobilitation deter me and become indifferent to a Damsel's Court, enjoying English untranslated to Polish without ever being a Consort to, for instance, a "harem" They rebelled from nobility courtships, otherwise they'd of known who else were Pets that werent family.. For the 3 Ladies I dated I prove I am a Foe against their "courtyards" Animalsoul as a Cottontail Bunny Rabbit, Marbled Fox, or Red Rough Border Collie Dog, of whatever "spirituality" they forelorn. If they can't manage to evangilate from what Floozy I say they are then they never were a "Girlfriend" to their own yards, they were already an Ex(ile), from those Soulmates venturing into other States, here in the U.S.A., vsing raving that I am what party Animal I am, so it's not Raving for Me it's Slithering.
Thus would be slithering through floozy Shires, and meadow Baronies.
Because if Students are thinking about other States to find their Animalsoul I can only presume they're the Pet Tribunals vying for popularity because they're savage, not Shaman Warriors.
[u]I have a Black Spade Tattoo where the Peach Tie-Dye Shirt felts out.[/u]
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The Pit Viper ambush scales neck-softener isnt up because its green, proving I'll ambush with my fangs as the Brown Spotted Pit Viper.
The closest Male to a Guy Shaman Archfoe was the "X-Tremeist" that psyched themselves to learn Extremist to diffuse raving from sociopath; just venturing into raving defeats the "Highlander" out of State Pet Tribunals Highlanding. That meant being comprehensive to new Ravers; vagabonds.
Till they fought a Pet defeating them from having a Gal, or keeping the word Champion from becoming Highlander if thuggish was Pet Prototype speaking whereever I was... seeing that X-Tremist would of likely have had heard such things anytime it was modern naturalism against inbred duplicitous adolescence evangilising rebellion for dungeoneering mysticism BUT they didn't wear KAMUFLAZ cargo pants wth light-tactical combat boots. That would of symbolized they were Couth, and I'd of needed to take their words to Soul - instead of thinking them "Ex(ile)tremist". So, I took that "X-Treme". It's helped me well against Geeks. Althought I dont enter Polish Dance Parties with Dress-Codes... making me stronger finding a Polish Wife streetwise. - That Tattoo spells "DEATH" against the SkateBoarder mob for whatever indorosity peer-pressuring that could of been, younger than me; It has "FLAZ" Tattooed above the A in DEATH in Amethyst UVLIGHT Ink. So, I'm a Reaper should She ever get me in.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><span class="bb-i">Always wanting a Personality as a Student first rather than a Magnate Gradient Style I accomplish B-CLASS. And didn't let my High School Transcripts lull void, capturing them for what worth they are. I try to valor as a Mercenary just for Ranger Guilds. Should "banditry" ever occur I believe their tactics, however so, would be inferior. Then, that'd give me ample Ward opportunities to defeat "Marauders".<br><br>I'm totally aware that there're People that prefer thinking they're a "-Grade" foremost than a "-Class'. That's all well, well, well, so for what it's worth saying I'm a B-Class B-Grade Person, and 'unweighed' from a measly .25 Credit a B-Class C-Grade Ward.</span> <br><br><font color="#6e8b3d">I play RuneScape, Neopets, and Halo. I SkateBoard, do fitness, and once I joined a R.eal L.ife S.uper H.ero website, which went well till the Owner "Tothian" forged a private message when I was "Quantum Viper" in a psych to make it be that they get support from forging it about having it been about accusations of Religion needing to be vagabond... During the theme I was "Hazop Ranger" and supported Catholic against his pilfering-pry to get a reaction out of ME not publicity, so with that my legacy as a RLSH defeats English *shrugs*. Do I LARP, then? I got an apparel of me being a Thief-Huntsman, sure.</font><br><br><font color="#f4a460">I'm not an Eboy|Eguy|Eman. I'm not E(mporial) about anything. I Restituted my stuff to further tell myself how Noble I am from what I am succeeding in life for - that means I wrote it down for safekeeping like a Treasury, finding the <span class="bb-s">Heraldr</span>Nobilitation within it's Bordure to satisfy myself.<br><br>And included all my Polish Kings and Queens to know I am correct in doing so, but after I had read them from Starter to Last. So, yeah, my Country is very Virtuous, and is a Fatherland not a Motherland, meaning that whilst we do have the British Bachelor Degrees allowed to be translated to Polish at our Colleges us specifically merit the Magister Degree. Thus instead of "Bachelor" for our People we have the "Kawaler"! Although I fully support making a Degree between Licencjat and Magister as "Damsel|Lady" Degree, since in America I am proud to have accomplished a Diploma, wherest in Polska High Schoolers dont get a "Diploma" they get a "Matura", or a "Liceum".<br><br>It took a while to get to the very NATURE of the Party Animal Restitution. Because I had to purge "harassment" through it all to have it be sensible that it is of my Soul, being that "harassment" is an English origin word only. One I didnt start to hear till after Boy Scouts were introduced to my stature, and that was in Teacher-Leader Field Trips. <br>So, whilst others may be independent to roleplay from a dystopia (like a spellcaster) I chose to find my pure-blood status in roleplaying to have that affinity be enough for 1st-Person regardless, since I'm not a "Shaman" or "Ward" but need to respect the latter because of how, I, was a Swordhunter (I went hunting with a Longsword) Barbaric or Noble. For me it was "Ranger" that could rival "Swordhunter" that tried to "Party" bringing "Guests" to Forestry, but not to the Badlands of School - which as Turf accords as Forestry to me. There they had to learn to evade "Extremist" there if neither of the Guests became "Guardian" from "Ranger" for them to learn "Avenger", to quit to become a "Shaman", especially a Ward, to Arch PET harassment. Since there is no harassment for Wild Animals.<br>They also needed to get muscular to learn "Chief" or it was "harassment" for them sociopathing... so far as if. Because "ecology" is Nature preserved without weather, giving sense of Religion to not be disasterous.</font><br>Later that occurred to me out of School through Seperatist weed-insurrection. Although it was all mine, not any bit theirs. I being a Resistance Type, acknowledging Ranger as Nobility and not "Imperial", thus could be virtuous instead of merely pragmatic, automaticly have Ward for Polish Garrisons. So I'd of need to tell them in English, I didnt tell them they should rebel from whoever got them to Seperatist, creating then them into a Vanguard|Garrison against those Intruders vying to Archnemesis through Emporiums - which would be immediate if any Naturalism was incurred of them. Thus they never superceded "Private" into Corporal|Sergeant for me to think them as Raiders. Instead I pondered when I'd prove I was an Avenger, defeating their "Bringer" besieging Pet Party 'Guardian" possibilities as gypsy vagrants cheating "mooch". (they peer-pressured me but I ventured to smoke outside of School at whatever Badlands. They were always an inside-School type. Either they avenged themselves and got Damsels or they failed and tried to flee into Floozies. Fake Floozies found them and tried to make them insatiable to vs Me, specifically. Duping themselves lout. So I Renegaded against them, preserving Soulmate qualities for the ever future.)- Then I got the kid moved out from that village, and held Ranger regard from there visiting him at his dads near High School, where allowed to smoke freely - causing us to lose playmate agility through a "zone out" room where we smoked, umbiquitous to Vanguard Garrisons. I skateboarded there so I skateboarded out on their street rather than become a Gamer-Bringer, not wanting them to escape into the modernity of idealism, wanting to fight as a Barbarian for my reputation, they knew me for, before the peer-pressure, as to why they never brought it up afterwards, outcasting themselves.<br><br><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="WARNING: This is for Party Animals in ADVANCE than beneath to come.">WARNING: This is for Party Animals in ADVANCE than beneath to come. [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><font color="#9f79ee">At house Parties I didnt talk to any Girls to get to know them, so they'd stay Damsel instead of Emporialess. I'm aware of them capable of saying whatever being different Ethnicities, so it was best to let them rave so I could remember the seech for a Girl hipping for nature, wild or domestic, and|or environemental or journey journalism.<br>I ignored teh Polish Girls doing so, though, preferring them getting that Huntress, incapable of slaying the bitches, especially the types lying they're Brauds to feel "Pagan" that they're doing "ecology" to hide sensuality or whatever for my Race's sake from exposing the "Shield-Maiden" and "Reavians", since that'd have to be against Me specifically for them to think it makes sense being "Sociopaths" to be savage. I'm not Savage, Barbaric certainly, but not Savage. I know my Country has won against paganism, that's why me and whatever Polish Wife start as Chief|Chiefess, to keep against other nations pagancy. Any "Stoner"-pagainstism is warring my Race. And as for Consul my Country has had its own Vanguard, always - thats hte Kingdom's not America's.<br>I didnt stay with any Guests upon entry, too.<br>Having Thief skills it wasnt Dungeoneering to me so I had no need to Arch or Sentinel my Guardian propriety that which ever "Vanguard" it was was a psychedelic Avenger making them anew for it to make sense the Host, at the least, a Courtier, for me to be a Pet to inevitably be their Challenger to become Champion Cadaver.<br>Of our Swashbucklers a Squad vice was said|motioned when there werent Girls our first Party. I, having Renegaded my origins to the Party Initiate acceded into the Squad. After 4-5 years I thought the Squad Creator was a Harrower not a Swashbuckler when they began going to Rave Concerts. The parties werent make the Squad enamored, or it was I was a opponent and they feigned Squad, except when mooching Girls.<br>Whatever it was I felt that It'd be like a gypsy thing me going that far for a "Squad" because "facebook". Without having attempted tie-dye seriously with the mob of SkateBoarders, or something, felt fascist - I only had a over-the-shoulder-SkateBoarder Profile Picture. Me, Joey, and Sean were opponents, whilst Mason the creator, Vincent, James, Dickie were vagabonds.<br>Joey and James were not Skateboarders. As they went Raving Joe and I kept partying with other Squadrons made similar to ours but I never ever made contacts the 9 years with this Partying, just with the mob of SkateBoarders. Sean disappeared into the Cove, I Commander in the Corsairing of Staff Cpatain Joey didnt Buccaneer an Oasis, splitting us to our own designated Fields of Partying at last. <br><br>From my formal 3 years Partying before I chose the SkateBoarders finitly I eradicated remants of those contacts mentioned above to defeat my 3rd Girl, a 'Red Rough Border Collie Dog' Girl-Next-Door, to Party Animal Soulmate as I always had imagined I was accomplishing during those Parties - but no Girl was there like Braud, but a Girl did happen to say she was a Monocled Cobra, which is accordial against the bitches, not just me and my values of what B-Class could mean to me, Polishly. (A whole Animal Say-So is at the bottom of this Profile) -- to Overlord American Ranger from her Garrison of Stoners, or whatever those noice complaint s and street fighter threats they didnt resist - contend, I mean. The Dogs rivals didnt make it to Lady-In-Waiting by the time she caem from college (whe she saw me in that Charger apparel she cut the hair to the tailbone off to how it was before she went to college; shoulder length), I ceased the "Faggots" from sticking an Alchemist Girl to "Skinner" then Corsair banditry with "Shifters" because they Game as Posers - so they aren't "Stoners", with police calls bothering Sentinels out twice, keeping them in disarray. "Bachelorette: Empress Dame Commander" down to Ex(ile)!</font></div></div><br><br><font color="#f4a460">Now "Animal" can be comprehended however you please from there. But "Floozy" is my SoulMate Quest instead of "Totalitarian" of Nobility Principled for Polska, but Kawaler is acceptional of course, - that is "Magnate". A Floozy is a Flower. A Flower-Doozy though. Because if asked if they are an Animal, Object, or Plant there's a chance of Her (She's a She for Me) unassuming the intellect to an "awry" moment of answer. A legit Flower would answer whichever She is. Thus a "Floozy" is avenging Her as accordial Flower Soulmate - BUT I'm not a Flower so I must get naked! - Nah, just messing with you, I dont need to get naked to ego-Her, but it's possible, like if I wasnt Manly getting muscular already, nah I know how to court from simply asking the question and proving what Animal I am, solidaritifying Her half of the Quest wondering about My Tail!<br><br>As a SkateBoarder I did Party 11 Years not profunctly known as an Animal to Others, whilst they were questing to learn "Guardian" against "Beseigers", from whoever actually may of had a Status. I never was or had Boy|Girlfriend Party|Asounder, personally, just "Ethos" of a Race or however it's said keeping from giving myself to the populace to cheat egos. I was just a Gamer and SkateBoarder Adversary without reknown for it when I got home from fieldplaying that, rejuvinating me to not bandit it to others - keeping me Adversarial. I didnt join Students that made Packs|Herds as whatever Animal, instead needing to think of the course as a jungle, or forest to aquaint Floozies that I'm not in an incorporated setting, to cheat into a pure-blood Pet theme. That was the English; So, that kept English inbound with me just acknowledging needing to be a worthy Warrior, possibly a Foe, but not a Nemesis because I wasn't interested in being a Rival, or a Rogue - near any Student to beat their valors talking so to not be a Peer but Outlaw at the least till it made me recess as a Barbarian, if they gypsied near me feigning consuling - but Renegade was needed to profound the English as my own, since I didnt study virtue till after any Schooling. So "Brigand" to me, while Polish, true, I had to evade saying I was till I had accomplished Ranger|Prince valorously, to like merging with other Brigands for Polska only. I Renegaded to vs the "savages" from Birthdays warding|spiriting me to be a Marauder if not Dandy|"inbred" to gain leverage as a Horde|Loser Varment before Banditing.<br>With Animal Soulmate though all School years being a Thief gave me the edge Students neglected about visage. That in the "Badlands" of smoking I joined a mob of SkateBoarders instead of Seering the Hazers as Hippies and accustomed Dooby-Peace-keeping into actual Forests not Badlands, and accorded their Partying Scene respecting myself for being a SkateBoarder, too. This was the zenith of my Soul chance to represent myself as a "Brigand" or something to not try to be a Charger (which is my High School Mascot too - the Charger) for a Vanguard afterwards, instead enjoying that adversity effort to Equalist me to want Girl Cheerleaders as a Vice of Nobility without calling them "Sirens", as if a "Sorority", for Popularity, then, there. I Dated 3 English Girls assessing how to quit being a Renegade, evaluating their "Extremist" so to not be a Deflector in a Vanguard of Students Underlording, and ultimately ready to duel their populace but never join as a Swashbuckler to "hook-up" as a Junky (Armiger), too. Using it to Overlord my 'Hood with a League of Thieves sideshow gambit (not accepting the Hood as a "Resistance" Garrison just because of my 3rd Lady). . . Then, being that that is a swordsman prestige in some aspects of roleplaying to me personally, I became that Charger I said I avoided allocating to a Vanguard; the Overlord. Because I've always been closest to wanting my principles near the Queendomesses vsing the Brauds vsing the Pet Tribunals as a Ranger than joining a Vanguard for potential Tournaments, although Huntsman Balls are acceptable.<br>I learned I was a 7 of Spades through that, to Age 23, and surely afterwards founded my Peach-tie-dye Ward ranging Soulmate, restitution not into "raving" but into Wildlife however I could, wanting to keep the healthy aspects of the Partying in Forests a solidarity. I found Snake Handling Courses in Michigan, learned the Motocross Motorcycle, and became a Swordsman. Since 23 I've been doing pushups and situps with commando-like jogging. All my pants rip now, so I use commando-clothing two-sizes bigger ranging like a shock trooper Wrangler. To get the ordaned ideas to reserve thoughts I used my High School's mascot colors formally to the Wrangler apparrel look-alike of being the Brown Spotted Pit Viper, later.</font><br><br><font color="#ffe5b4">The Animals I was a Swordhunter near whilst Harrowng Hedge-Knights pretended Floozy rangered, becoming uncouth instead of platonic, then rejected being Summoner of their own Courtyards, failing Armiger|Chancellor/Knight of my Field\Hedgemony|charge, needing their Gals to Damsel for them, or they lost as a Fair Maiden to a Magnate. I didn’t choose my Animalsoul to help another Race wonder about that because it happens to be from their Region. And of my own Sebastian Soul, too, I didn’t pick it to be an “Assassin”-Prince, or lesser type of Assassin, for Lowlanding Polish Students. Nor guile to carous a Troupe, Carnie, Circus, stuff of Performing – Fool, Joker, Jester, types of Harlequin being Oponent to it’s Regional Ethnic, either.<br>I tried to have fights on vacation rather than make friend, 40% of the Time, because Im Barbaric not Seer. As the Vacation-Pets that were heretics in School would be forced to fight me with a Girl brought in – whom I’d avenge not sex with to have “girlfriends” stead towards a Polish Soulmate gaining a Queendom, or whatever.. No Shires. I didn’t pitty them either being allowed to uncouth birthday parties. I actually didn’t attempt to join any, too, but my sister was raiding it for personality – that she brought me to her own parties, where I stalwarted to Kawaler prior to my own Parties. She wanted to be older on vacation, making her a lame. After Polish Camp of middle school she fell out of herself attempting Braud with English-Guys to one impregnating her, whom I defeat, ceasing her from Braud’s Bitch? She never proudly stated that stuff, just used it as English not Polish, so I don’t know other than interracial is independence – hopefully slavery more than escapism from that imperial thing “emporium”; Infidel(s). <br>I didn’t seek moshpits or fight cubs, like my own gang, though to slay her Pet sconce. Got moshpitting as raving from the formal 3 years of skateboarding High School. The dude who showed me was not as weak as the friend he came from that was whelping grunge aside my skateboarding. <br>One of the contacts I eliminated.<br>And I can go deeper with my Soul how to show my parents losing to me, too, and how I removed families that went interracial but being my Animal isn’t needed to be so primeval – just predatoring that I mate without family retribution is enough. My Kindergarten didn’t do Class-Assemblage, we just got in Class when we did. 1st Grade Up did Class-Assemblies outside.<br>So, other than moving to the front of Class for floor-placatements to be diligent rather than in the back where vagranting occurred… one day a Couth Couple of Students lingered towards me and called me a Witch-Killer. I didn’t befriend them but I enjoyed the Title. A different kid later, a Girl herself, asked me if I’d enjoy fighting so I said yeah.<br>After that year Animals became Soulmate. Those kids never approached me for Fight Pits, and I never saw them in any as Arbiters, but the heretics that wouldn’t fight tried to insult wayfairers from the Pits as “witch”, “slime”, or near the pits it was the Girl heretics, saying whatever to avoid having Couth and Sex for not being active Tyrants. “Fucking” occurred as They tried to escape as “arcanists” to not be “warlocks” to prove sex had nothing to do with feelings but actually emotions when enough Boyfriends|Girlfriends wouldn’t avail Boy|Girl prototypes – but the spellcasters avoided mental imaginary playing – so how would I know if they were from the Pits or just wanted male sex dungeons? Through thinking they needed MATH to be magical. Eventually they sought targets with their minds, pretending psychology, to undermined nihilism, duping themselves into bitches. Those bitches had to have sex with ugly people for naturalism, otherwise theyd become “spirits” of sacrilege – and self explanatory from there they became grunge evading fighting an emo, or a goth, so got to lie “poltergeist” and other monsters – then creatures became hybrid animals, then so forth other types of inbred bitches narcissist for anarchy; merging as dragons, eveloping as dragons, made me reap a self proposed Dragonslayer from making “magus” of the populace Lady-In-Waiting Consorts from Nobility Soulmate consuling-of-rhythmicism. I had became a Dragon-Hunter to know how I defeated them. It wasn’t till the end of high school I began to get bored and do dragonology naturally (that Party Animal stuff really inst mere geek connoisseur stuff), then joined a Dungeons and Dragons Adventurer’s League to defeat all spell users that they’d not see theis first-time Adventurer lose their Animal Character from making me a Master Player. <br>I played as a Pit Viperoid. No warlocks for those damnations. Hehaha I used a Scythe and just a Leather Body armor. After the Tomb of Annihilation I got Black Gauntlets, Black Platemail, and a Green Hooded Cloak. I didnt control my mental imagination till Middle School. THere after finishing work I had time to relax (but it was special education classes for rebels) that I napped the remaining minutes to an hour, thinking about Halo in the time it took to get to the nap. I tried various popculture stuff other than Halo, but it was Halo first in the Outskirts level of Halo 2 I began "2nd-Person"? All I got to do to roleplay that is slay the Centurion, Legionairre types of armored spartans that it's millenial invasion having that as armor in my Country's mercenary providence using other armors from that spartan unsc stuff.<br>So, I, like, ‘hit-on’ Lady Witch-Killers first, but not foremost, because Magess-Hunting is unisex. I need to compliment that to grunge women, goth, maybe emo, as a love interest that they look like a witch from me to say “Witch-Killer” … that don’t have multiple Animal Tattoos; That’s incessant.<br><br>Then I wrote a SkateBoarder Huntsman Nobility through recessions of my Animal Restitution, too. I hadn’t originally had my SkateBoard for journeys, so I tried to avenge it as an Adult that I didn’t need it as a maul – I used shadow boxing with it when cruising it for momentums lame.<br>[In Peach] My take of being the Barbarzyn Szef in my Pole Clan, Dabrowski: allowed families to merge iinto a Village. The Main Family {The Chief’s Family} needed to prove themselves Guardians as not Pagans. That meant Healer, Hunter, or Warrior however the order it acclaimed for equality, of course. Peace was prospered helping other Villages that had similar styles to make the Ple Tribe biger.<br>Barbarzyn Mating Ritual:<br>Has to be Animal styled. The Soul will be either virgin commemorating the love to Soulmate or virgin adulterated earning Soulmate from compassion. Both singulating their Mate to bond in trust|loyalty.<br>Wondering becomes Skill self sufficiently, but “instinct” is pondering adversity to morals, needing humbleness to steady from fathoms or something. That humbleness with the Mate is nurturing. Askinghow they reap nature from Warding Floozies whether scouting to be Boy\Girlfriends or pettying parties perturbed about Ethnics, however Savage, Barbaric, Ranger, on them sexing “experience” through sharing saliva with knopie siewne with just “Doobies”|”Ravers” hoping the harassment effect matters to have their pride from others Principles|Adolescence|Couthing reaping diligence of what their popularity is as congeniality, broaden it to security against gypsies fascizing the Diploma as cheating – Warding the Humane question of toys, hobbies, to personality esteems last.<br>When a Boy|Girl wore kamuflaz in School it bothered the Ethnicity that were Evangilist, surviving from becoming Floozies, or Animals yet.<br>EXERCISING themselves quitting that virtue of Soul-Comprehension: “Psychology”.<br>Choosing either makes the person try to fulfill it against “harassment” [Other Ethnics or their Human Race itself not Questing to Nobility themselves] and psychology for themselves if they think themselves a lesser Ethnic than others – bothering them about “Regality; As sex is nobleness thoroughly.<br>It is this psychology that was Partying in any School before “College” to ascertain “garrison” Nobility that a Diploma proved Virtues meant Nobility inevitably for the Country Born in, or Consular for a Nation’s Sovereignty if went for Diplomat for Government – if that’s their Heritage, though. OR quit drugs as the reminder t fend against those that use drugs itself to independ to regard the petty Ethos of their {mine} Naturalism {Nature}; mine slew Pagans – the last intruder of our Country which is created from our Barbaric Race, not held or defended like a “nation” – which deflects being a Kingdom, to War it not even near it’s Realm.<br>It is through this union that seeking an Animal is atoned, Questing the Mating to not be sultry satisfaction as responsivity is to mind reflexively or something; there should be an affinity acknowledgement of which Animal genuinely, not needing something abode from imagination to sound course. Although that challenge aught to be met with aspiration if so, with caressing, to get Her to lean up to my lips, merging casually from pulsating Sex to pumping love. And if She wants she can arch Jer back later to not take a fettle position – if that was so before. Can be Soulmated as Animal Tattooo doesn’t need to be on the back.<br>If not ready for Chief\Chieftainess|Chiefess/Chieftain it is said that Animals have one Mate Organ thus we Humans can Barbaric Her butt cheeks to blast the sperm onto her back, rather than blasting in the vagina. The vagina is haughty this way, thus “missionary” position is Mating to make the baby|Babies, free of lusts of forward copulation.<br>Sex is a respect of Tribe, so making the baby|babies doesn’t need be in a Bedroom, but the Marriage Day is more blissful if wanted to. Having Sex in nature is prominence towards Animal Courtship, but Chief\Chieftainess|Chiefess/Chieftain is only at Marriage, internally, of Love, not War.<br>Thus the sexual intercourse of Paganism is fake, scrying, and immaturity. Front sex for pleasure because of a stupor, not mating, without morality is conniving, not Barbaric. It’s likely from warring, that the pagan(s) could of succeeded against a Tribe, whether Barbarzyn or Pagan, though. But ultimately they’re not Noble, so will deflect to heathen heresy only capable of voice and\or raiding. That is why I must perceive Her Polish to keep Polish intruders out of my Party(ing.)<br>Which is accorded in TWO REGIMES: 1} Become a Ranger of Animals somehow naturally before “ecological” to not be fascist as merely “volunteer” activist. Which also means platns too if wanting, fore being an Animal Soulmate defeating the Harlotry of minority Ethnicity sexing called “Extremists” not “poaching” matters for STREET!<br>2} to have a UV Blacklight mating(doesn’t need to be sexual – can just be goofy) ritual to prominate vsing Ethnicity that had, obviously somewhere, accepted a spirit animal of what Animal they actually are but were a different skin-tone that I, Us (me and my Wife); since imperial college impedes emporiums theyd enslave themselves that spirit animal is a gyp, so it means they did drugs to psychedelic themselves cheating the real Animal through “economics”, which getting muscular accords as martial arts against spirituality in that sense of naturalism for combat|battling, so obviously the Animal itself doesn’t need to respect you if you did yourself- which is being fit and healthy not “exercise” which is gypsies unnoble.<br>Thus, evil Women somewhere aint getting muscular, whilst good women may reject being a basic Animal like a Squirrel because being a Lady can be upkept basically without College, as ecological Degrees make the person need not to be a spirit animal but the real thing. So it sMale that makes it Soulmate if they can prove their might this way, Souly.</font><br><br><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="These have been all Party Animals in my life thus far, and no perceptioned choices of what like my 3 Girl Datees.">These have been all Party Animals in my life thus far, and no perceptioned choices of what like my 3 Girl Datees. [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><font color="#ff4040">Started at AGE 4. I had been given free roam of the Apartment Complex. Eventually many Children accomplished Animal acknowledgement this early as Themself. I, and my Friends hadn't yet. For me specifically when venturing through a parkinglot I got accepted by some Boys playing Basketball at a fenced Basketball Court. They showed me a Rattlesnake Man. He parked his automobile, took acknowledgement of us, and kept walking into the complex.<br>Anything else would have to be the older Girl that bided Lady-In-Waiting to a Girlfriend of her AGE, I heard her say being a Wolf. <br><br>I do not accept the PET PEEVES pretending to be Mates to reap Animal popularity as like a "Vixen"|"Siren", but luckily they're not "Omnuses" too, or the Duplicates that tried to poach friends aside them, becoming "millennials" or "centennials" or "imperials" or other Cur or Cretin not being real. I like defeating those compitional-raving-Party-Animals, though, that get "Spirit" instead of Soul - paws, spots, or other tribal shape tattoos - with the full realistic Animal tattooed on my back not bothered by it's Outlaw meaning. Party Animal Serpents have Courtships in my Animal Kingdom. "Intercourse" is saying Lower-Castes Mating, gradually into Nobility, or the monogomy of Royalty. I had no idea what PARTIES were most of my life, but I knew not to have sex like a preMature-Mate, "Mystic", 'Heathen'. That's being weaker than my respective Gal. AND so I kept from basking naked among "Girls", showing my Zmija sex-organs whilst learning to fight however got me to defeat Adults feigning Highlander that hadn't become Men, regaining them as reproductive-organs. Vindicating myself as a Brown Spotted Pit Zmija. I don't need a Tournament, but as a Swordsman instead of the Naturalists born in the U.S.A. also vsing "Pagans" I do.<br><br>I wont be including the perception of what Animal I had thought People to be, just those that had said which they were, no matter how minimal. I having already a "Thief" virtue was aware of Girls outside the Parties, and ended friendships to stay with the Quest that they're Damsels in need of a Ranger instead of "Stoner". Defeating Avenger with my Skateboarding or Guardian wih the Bachelor-Hosts fief, the only Badland was the sex offense of having sex underage, so naturally I tried to find Lollies but I choseto not quit forsaking myself as a Ranger in forets, so Skateboarding toughened me away from Peeps. I got to measure myself with some Parties, establishing fairness I hadn't in School with Girls, tried those tactics, and didn't pursue other Girls, keeping to my style - gaining the maturity there and so forth. It had me cheery not needing optimism. I let my merriment subtley dupe my Peeps from being a mere Guy, unabashedly aside a Ranking-Role. I succeeded as a Ruffian with ample tastes, conserving myself for the better, letting the Others escort themselves my way instead of a rove away from the band, one by one on the Internet to mellow out from procussions gotten. There're no Party-Hills here, there were some woods-style, but if not a pool the frontier took them. No King of the Hill racing courses of Skateboarding, so the adversity was hard to see as rivalry because games of "S.K.A.T.E." challenged the safe-houses into vague vogue. My sword-hunt assaulted them on the Internet eventually, as they got Girls they tried to escape skateboarding with me, but allowed it when they didn't have them, I never texted for skateboarding sessions, I just guessed the intentions then, like it were highlanding for me.<br><br>I had Burg Parties in High School; I travelled from 1 Party to another, 55% as a Skateboarder and 45% as a Party Animal. I accepted going to unFormal Parties, not bothered with Girls not being Damsels, but there were no Dandies that expressed being a Champion at any of the Parties from having lost to a Dog or other Pet so were existing here not making a Dungeoneer from Courier, so I didn't get Challengers to duel into a Tournament prosperly, some Cur rivals of Theirs existed partying, so I tried to rob them, becoming a Burglar, which taught my agility. No Mercenaries happened though.. but they did seem the empircal british ethnic types of wanksters moreso than ruffian, so the thugs inevitably became PREY not their masters. There wasn't much altering-themselves-like-Destriers, but Girls outside Parties typically did purging Floozy-Skanks, to concede the Dandiness hiding amidst their wanksters, instead cheer made Lancers for Colleges, or they were already Preps. Some of my former Peeps from Elementary Schools partied along there with me, but my Beer Pong Partner was a different type of Partier, so I didn't get to them other Parties as a Fellow, I'd of needed to try and be a Follower. I belonged where I got having always Quested for the Animal might of Barbarzyn forest class adventures, virtuing Ranger amongst those Students that too processed World Animal Stuff. I scarcely saw any fights occur, not even amongst the ethnicities that had acknowledged peep-pressure, as Peer-pressure is different, so naturally I was like a 5th-Opponent-In-Waiting at my smoking locatons, fair, humbled, and spectrum efficient, keeping my extremes mellow and reserved myself conservatively there Pettily.<br><br>I got to here much with how I wasn't feigning my Polish. I'm aware of Girls thwarting Polish with English, so I just let my English settle into indignity eventually - which causes me naturally to be a Polish Fighter. I don't have good memories of Polish people in school, but there was a moment of older students that may of been sardonic. They greeted eachother in Polish and unabashedly asked the approacher why they werent in camo uniform, and they reluctantly seemed to say why abjectly. Most likely why my High School colors are komando-like. The others seem emporiumed.<br><br>KINDERGARTEN - 5TH GRADE.<br>We Students at Sleepy Hollow Elementary School of Illinois were asked if we had a Favorite Animal in Kindergarten Music Class. Many Students had Dogs, and became Dogs, too, Golden Retriever wasn't settled as a Noble gesture for an answer, but as a Soulmate thing. <br>This became 2 types; The expected type was to have be akin to Lord-Commander of either Gender for proof of virtue towards Baron|Baroness Dog, but I guess whatevr hills there were to getting that they couldn't esteem an ambition to rank outside of a Party, but Birthday Parties simplified that. Wild Animal Soulmates think them like other Pets, Consorts of Nobility, thus typically Pets get the Soldier or Trooper prestige of tactical ranks like "Commander" or "Sergeant', having Wild Animals Tournament for rivalries of like King or Princess.<br>Follies were enticed to be Mercenaries though. Foe+Dolly if Damsel, Flower-Dolly if Ward, and Rangeress to Animal. Whatever was chosen it's regarded as Pet Animal, I say. <br>They got secular quite well that they began Fair Lady, and it furthered into the higher nobleness titles of Princess, Princette, Queenette, and so such gossip became Cheerleading Mates. The Crusadesses tried not to be an Animal, because it became a sexual reprieve or something about roleplaying.<br>The 2nd type were the Pets that deemed creating themselves as a Slayer against Wild Animals, without mercenary purposes. Far as I seen they created Wankster mobs trying to vs each other before Wild Animals because of a whole pride matter to even be a Pet.. they posed possible stature of Opponent against Floozies (Flower+Cooties[cuties]). Segregating Cadavers as poachers of ethnicities into emporiums of banditry for adversity to have Girl Animals coerced to be their breeds for power not love.<br><br>Alyssa DiGillio had said she was a brown Bunny Rabbit. (Not a Rabbit, Bunny, or Rabbit Bunny - a Bunny Rabbit.)<br><br>There were Timber Wolf Boys at the morning lines but they were never singled-out just it was respected as such, Mathew Mercado aspired to be a Manitoba Wolf which gained a Girl, and a Girl said she was a Dove. Boy Scouts became more prominent with the lunchroom so the older Students had gossip being besmirched into rumors about being a Red Wolf, and actually the Red Wolf Boys did exist there as Musketeers. Very scarcely "Plagues" became known as the Son or Daughter Animal of a similar breed of Family Animal but had been fighting on their own, for their cause not the Family's, progressing against the "Make-Out" tactics of Boy|Girl Scouts feigning friendship to survive this underclassmen Roleplay stuff. <br><br>Went to a Birthday Party, and a Basset Hound Boy got attention for being there. Non-Animal Boy Students thought to try Prince mannerisms against them, but they wussed out. I've been trying Prince against Students primarily since then, they calling me a Outlaw?- It's even more tough for them.<br><br>A Girl was teased on School Field Trips about being a Golden Finch Bird, eventually she accepted being it personally. <br><br>Then came the Forest Questing Adventures with Classes, where many Students learned to be a Ward of the State through appreciating Favorite Animals as a Ranger or other Guardian, and other types if vsing popularity specifically - like with the Follies, sexual inoculation occurred with bumping into each other as attacks, or feints, thus creating harassments. Aside my Forsaken Ranger quest I had to also be a Warrior when in attendence, and so I learned how the rogue Students tried to misbehave - I saved myself from tripping by using shadow boxing to learn gravity, but didnt declare myself an Outlaw when near Students that wouldn't to prefer bystandings as a Stoner. So, when Shield-Of-Arms were Barbarian concepts it appealed to me neutrally. Adolescence became of the Elitism that ethnic Students tried to atone from becoming Outlaws against Barbaric Students, such as I've said I do, creating gypsies, and they made emporiums. The elitism was doing exercise as preparement for a healthy life, to learn to mentally create themselves into an Opponent. It didn't deter me into a Sellsword though, I kept my Barbarzyn nature. Because of this, it became known of English as an ethnicity - WHITE. So, like "spirituality" was tried to be believed in. As I see it the Tribal tattoos are last, the portion tattoos like a paw or spots are mediate, and a whole animal is the answer - but only 1. Naturalists occurred making it a "Pagan" thing, which got settled as "Stoners". It created schisms, seperatists, invaders, and if a sex-offender insurrections of who was gay, which whelmed gossip into rumors. It may of been fake Barbarians picking an Animal but not being a Slayer. I got as far as creating an imaginary iron longsword when the germanic Girls were raiding for whelps for an easy-kill - offering them imagination to deceive them into peace-keepers.<br><br>1st GRADE<br>The Quest to know whether I was a Wild Animal Soulmate that was different than of popularity or be similarly a popularity type to have love be simpler than searching for might the hard way, but being Young it wasn't hard either way deflecting the bad so I hadnt chosen indignity but nobility when "arching" became popularity looking for Animals on home computers. I didn't, keeping me neutral from Follies becoming Maidens, or whatever that was - I wasn't a computer person then. My virtue for Ranger kept me delegational with my diligence, if students weren't worthy I tried to neglect acquiesance to become primeval in the future not satiable.<br><br>Stag and Wolf were the only peerful insighted breeds, the others are survival at the best. Stags avenged herbivores, and peace. Wolves became Tropical Wolf Role-Plays if enough peace had gotten.<br><br>There was a brown Bear Boy that may of began in class, they learned appraisal. May of been deceit but they kept at it.<br><br>A blonde Sky Terrier Boy was going for guts to defeat conforming conversation. He said he'd try the Doberman Dog. I didn't follow like a Mongrel, but saw abroad his intentions got to what could of been the Doberman Dog. Fists made.<br><br>A brown Fox white Boy began serendipitous dueling in School Forest Trips not accepting being unBarbarian, so they began virtue against scoundrels. It made many new Animals, which may of started "Party Animal".<br><br>2nd GRADE <br>Ferret Boy. I enjoyed a group of Boys communing by the recess pavement turf. They had brought toy cars. The Ferret Boy stated halfy he was a Ferret and began conversing how Girls were felling groups of Boys and other Students, implying the grassy plains, and to disband before we'd become too friendly with eachother like Rangers. Because he said it specifically in that deflected manner I abliged and conceled my peering them - which took me to the plains to avenge myself. Learned Party Animaling there, howso. <br>I got to a Girl that said she was a Jackal who too was a Ranger. Thats where I got "Rangeress", she Titled herself that specifically in delegation to Me. So we talked well, and warned me of the "millenial" Students feigning to be Animals because of some "Omnus" word or "Cannibal" types, too.<br><br>If a "millenial" happened they'd get gushed with haplessness- hoping I'd boast about knowing what they were (that was the cannibal aspect of them) but didn't so they kept discording themselves as having been defeated by Rangeresses and Dames or Male versions as devistational-gladiatorial-war-storied-Animals. I still did not "recruit" them to my cause after that.<br><br>"Summoners" had gotten to Girl Scouts at Recess, so those began creating rallies to attain Party Animal prompts. It was unacceptibale accepting what Animal a person was said to be if they werent saying it themself, felling the feigning Girl Scouts into making bad judgements for challenges, but they avenged themselves as Rangeresses and Court Rangeresses too, like creating a Party Animal to fight as themself to attain higher tiers of Nobility with matriarchial efforts than abjected Knight or Barbarzyn, but their Rivals used contemporaries to make Brigands and Bandits when they didnt fight, stature opponents or not. Thus the Tournament arose from a Male perspective, creating Monarchies, and matriarchs vs'd witches.<br><br>I traveled through and a tubbish Mexican-ethnic Boy said he was a Pigeon across me to a Mexican-ethnic Girl, which she liked. He was looking at me the whole time to begin with - then when She acknowledged Him liking that he was the Pigeon, me in the midst of my stride, they focused upon eachother and I never looked back.<br><br>I was a SWINGER, unabashed with bravery to swing on the cold iron instead of the wood or painted playgrounds. I could see through them but I bever tried because I was me getting to it, but it had basic prairie, that field coaxed the "North" of the playground to the "East" where the Field Day Event was on those soccer plains there. We ran practiceful around this through the circle estate and parkinglot to the whole circle by the Gym. I swung with Girls and Boys on swings behind the Playground, but level to see all the playground, so I didn't get lost. I did this 1st Grade to 2nd Grade. Learned to do Grade-Rivalry with it, purposing myself towards better language diplomacy, tattoos not piercings (piercings were trapping Coyotes to be a Girls Hunter as fascism), backflips, distancing, wracking, spinning, I didn't run-through the swingers though or climb the poles. I got told of other Swingers being possible Animals from a Boy so stopped going there, I didn't want to glorify the Boy in some way. From then on I played playmatedly elsehow lastly centrally on the pavement, defeating Harrowers at kickball - and learning of my Black Knight consequences because the Harrowers were escaping Girls, and the shystily became oustful of gay Harrowers not Harrowers but Followers, the Harrower tried to manipulate esteem or something. Didn't work on me, and I even became a medic-bringer for the Nurse with Girl Scouts on the pavement, also against them. Those Girl Scouts centered the pavement eventually, bringing all types of Students to play merrily, it became so gay they began to act. Before I could learn what harassment they learned in their acts I was Fellowed by a Boy recognising me so asked me to enter the playground with them instead.<br>By then Ladies-In-Waiting and Princettes schismed from Summonesses and Dignitarians became Boppers for Carousers. For Boys it was right about the time of Knights and Paladins. The School Village Girls, not Follies but thee Damsels, were never found. I don't know if they're good or bad, except through relationships as Consorts-In-Lady.<br><br>A Dog, possibly a Shepard Dog there was a mobster type near them, so I cant think which was which, was used to the location to line up after Recess by the Gym architecture, and had befriended the situation well enough. They were getting more friends being a Dog, but some other Animal dismayed them from accepting further friends. It was also just an acknowledgement of a non-Pet type, or I think the Dog would of not hindered themself visibly. Golden Retriever Dogs occurred now, and were irresponsible Prats, being made by someone else, but accepting of it of course. Girls wanted Mates around now, and my gosh did they then begin to reavaluate comprehension - WOLF. Near me it was Bulgarian and Hungarian Wolf that Girls wanted, hoping to entice me to be it or Mate immediately with them and be it later, and Jackal was intrigued too. It was here that I had my first fight; Just about Party Animals, keeping my turf barbaricly, not needing to boast who I was, learning the PET Students. I assume if a PET asked me what I was I'd totally say Wild to start with, an dgradually learn "offense" when I felt mightily natural. What happened instead was a random Boy was placiding the order of the attendance lines which by me was not yet Party Animal, making me 1st Opponent for the D's. He got to close to me, near enough that I grabbed him in 1 swivel of my body to grab his shoulders and knee his belly. He went down clutching it and crying, me and the classes walked into the School leaving him to his fell. I didnt get in trouble, nor did the Students ever treat me like an Outlaw after that, I just kept on living normally, created a TAG game on a play-gym where Students with my rules couldn't get off the gym and the TAGGER could.<br>Being to young to write restitutions yet my D's learned Diplomas were Diplomatic for the Princettes that were making diaries to be Bachelorette because of most Students being in Vanguards of a Virtue, thus figured out Mistress for Parents sake.<br><br>Arctic Wolf Girl by the coat area. Last to get ready, to be diligent, had caused her to bcome an Arctic Wolf because she had white-blonde hair. This was also an ara Fresh Water Fish tried o go from fat-kid to Count but I saw it as Goon. I learned my stretching bothered them like I was intentionally fighting them, thus learned they were a facade, making me get serious easily more. Learned that some created fake Outlaw like Animals to become Assailants against these types, so maybe they were Counts.<br><br>The hallways had Robin Bird Boys, a Kazakhstan Wolf avenger tan Boy (he didn't deny any of it), Coral Reef Shark Boy was seen once, and a Caspian Cobra Girl had a reputation for befriending a Egyptian Cobra Girl and Forest Cobra GIrl, but I didn't see the other two. In GYM I had Javan Spittin Cobra Girl become next to me and a Girl, and it was that moment I assessed that I was going to be extreme to learn Hero as I had just learned of this Pretty Cobra next to me fending for her popularity with reality. Other Students had the same resolve, and began rivaling older Students to heighten Animal abilities for restitutions. I became a Thief. Because the worst Students couldn't accomplish the feat of self procession and relied on TALK as adolescence. So, of all these Animals I am a Brown Spotted Pit Zmija that then specifically prefers hunting the Javan Spitting Cobra.<br><br>A Sea Dragon Boy. <br><br>The only Dogs I heard by classification name were the Dachsund Dog and Shitszu Dog. The Shitzu was a younger generation of Student, affirming they (she had a friend in this) were Ladies being Terriers. The Daschund Girl was of my Recess, she with her Ladies-In-Waiting looking-types merried through the prairie lands by the School windows viewing Recess. Many Animals mingled here. <br>Mexican Wolf Boys.<br><br>3rd GRADE<br>Steppe Wolf was the Wolf that was made Bachelor-Challenger Soulmate near me. Jamesons Mamba was what I enjoyed seeing be of a Boy. He was quite the righteous rival, totally a real Bachelor, not a Musketeer. Made me like cool-hides instead of hot-fur types, personally. Foxes relegacized Dueling, into even Dragoons. I began caring about Magistry here. Monkey Boys, Toads, Fish, Pigeons. Consort Dogs surviving yearned a Tournament of Deflection, razing Gladiator 1-Sword Deflectors, Shield-Deflectors, and other Foot-Soldiers.<br><br>Cats and Dogs by now had learned to appreciate the defeat of sarcasm|harasment through avoiding Birthdays to become Elite. Their sardonicism was their failure. But, as it goes Mongrels and Mutts play with rejection, or guile.<br><br>Falcon Boy messenger. Jackal Boy. Hippo black Gal at the waterfountain. Dolphin Boy at the water fountain. Crocodile myths and ocean endeavors, furthered into GYM, but I never fell to a "circus" of Pet-peeves, or raider-peeves to have me Entrepeneur into Bachelor because of some "magician" semblance to the word "Magister"- I kept my Overlord accord affable of me.<br><br>Dog Bitches were rivaled by Floozies inevitably vs Bugs or Asps (Cobras and Asps were my serpent Girls at School- an Asp is any venomous slender snake, like Mambas, Kraits, and other types like the Montpellier Snake.) Bugs began wearing jewelery, as some other Girls began to learn they were a Gal through hair dying - losing their Animal. Many Girl Dogs began seeing the Mate potentials through the Harlequining, for like natural selection, and loathed it, while others, like Squirrels, were overjoyed, but fascism developed so, like, Polish Wolfesses are lost to me, inplace were like Wombats or Kestrels, so... the excursion of Introvert, Extrovert, corruption became Raver. Lollies came out during this medium. I also saw the beginning of my generation of Other State Animals - the Red Wolf Musketeers that I said earlier were older Grades, inspiring us to appreciate Manliness and Heroism as Boy|Girl Scouts was introduced to us. As that subsided, I not losing the might, got to see them respected in other States as Soulmates, thus the Golden Retriever Girl resurfaced - and as a Tropical Golden Retriever Girl. Florida was the best speculation about Her whereabouts. And Follies made "Consort" "conspirational", making Overlordess. <br><br>I was sent to another Elementary School, Lakewood Elementary, about March in 3rd Grade for an actual Behavioral Special Education Class. I was placed out of my 3rd Grade Class in Sleepy Hollow Elementary for not comprehending math's multiplication (I couldnt do it, and after some tutelage the very comprehension as a Classmate that I didn't get it immediately like the other Students I outlawed caring about the tutelage quietly) so was placed in a Learning Disability Special Education Class. There I mastered it and got to a new Class like a Recruit - it wasn't Math but Art. There were sardonic Students with oceanic Animals, but also a Gecko Boyfriend, the Octopus was a Black Boy. There were no Serpents like my Former 3rd Grade Class had, -there were Regular Snakes being deflected by Troupes of Animals slaving themselves for PET PEEVES, becoming Elitists in "Bureaucracy" to, of course, slay those Troup Invaders, inevitably. It was exciting though that the Barbarzyn Tournament existed here though, unlike my former 3rd Grade Class which was Monarchial-Courting itself from Ethnic Warriors, Brauds and Scamps were being Heroic or Mercenary, feigning midismal acquisitions against implimentations of totalitarians, because "deflection" was childs play. Brigands defeated Raiders, thus Raiders could find glory as a Challenger, whether a Warden or Constable, instead of felling to Pagan- but if you weren't a real Barbaric Heritage of a Person the "Pagan" was a Rebel. Some called this Tournament a Prison, I saw opportunity to revel in why I had chosen Ranger since 1st Grade for delegation interpretations, and became a Court Ranger because of it. Later I learned I was Barbarzyn that whole revel, actually.<br>There are Barbarians that became Slayers anew, since these were also Reavers-to-be, like the Russian Juggernauts, Norwegian Vikings, German Berserkers, Polish Hunters, or like French Bitches. <br><br>Spanish Students were Birds, unlike Mexicans. They had a Tournament too, then it became self-imposed, leading to all Tournaments really self-imposed against our own Country men, only the U.S.A. Born Students could have Petty Tournaments gambling treasures. But for us Animals every Student is a target.<br><br>At Lakewood Elementary School that 3rd Grade gave me a normal class about 30-minutes to a Music Recorder Instrument Class. I've been duping teachers ever since, they have put me in intellectual classes like math was subsidiary, so I did not complain I let it commence - I'd become sharp instead of dexterious, then teach myself dexterity myself, crudely but it became instantaneous flex ever after. This class had a Siberian Tiger white Boy Avenger, made Elite it seemed, but he was legit (unlike the Ocean types), Labrador Retriever Dog Boy, Dragonfly Boy, Coon Hound's here were pleasent (must of been the tile flooring. At Sleepy Hollow it was mostly carpet.), an older Grade had an orange Timber Wolf - he tried to make it poetic to a girl about pyro element, I think a Mongolian Wolf white Girl with diamondy-blonde hair existed. During the Recorder Class that she may of said it matter-of-factly near my presence before my Acquaintincing. That's how gossip vs'd rumors also - with dignitarian bopping for reaping. At Field Day I was found by the Girl she said it to, so she became my Lady-In-Waiting.<br><br>4th Grade I didn't behave well and lost opportunities for any normal class, although I didn't indulge in creating peers with the peeps, they had a mexican language problem. As regal as it was knowing Spanish, the natural speakers learned guile from the ethnicity differences. About as close to stopping germ-spreading as I got. And just the younger Grades at the Bus Attendence abound me liked trying to become Ardent, and Armourus, against "Paragons" because of the many Knights defeating "Peons."<br><br>I didn't steal in that School. I did in Sleepy Hollow and the 5th Grade School, Liberty Elementary, which I joined the next year. It was a new School, and only went to 5th Grade. I used the idea to escape the School when I tried furthering my approach to respecting myself. My Family occasionally gave me a cash allowance, halting me from becoming a Guardian for Neighbors, I tried to learn economics through theft, and was successful. Not knowing it was said as either I tried to morally dissuade some followers, but they just duplicated the efforts, so I just kept at it, bit of burglary into a church taught me agility with them so I had learned their "fun" they were missing from me, and focused away from it. They played baseball, and were younger, so when they tried to serious themselves it's most likely they narced on me, since they were bastards. Family kept it secluded from me who tattled, and I didn't go pillaging, I was able by then to do it on my own, so I shadowed it, well, well, well. I didn't pursue it for years after some ended choice of it being outside. It returned when my sister took me to a Middle School basketball game. Not caring to sit through it and brainwash myself something about satiable-sporting-intrigue, or whatever it was, I ventured out and explored the playgrounds, perhaps that's how it started, but there were so many automobiles in the parking lot I didnt make it away from the walls. The automobiles were low, and I was totally younger than those things, so being tall I began peering the vehicles, and saw unlocked doors - self explanitory from there, opened, got in, didn't test drive because I saw abundance of cash 'economicly' and so with it being from another Town I learned a premise on how to steal. This is how I learned Ranger abilities inevitably. Pickpursing my Mothers wallet, not taking to high a bill, and arranging them to origin thoughts of naturality taught me to take only 5's and 1's, but if there was only 1's none at all, had to appreciate the allowances I got with this for maturity. Escaping School without a purpose other than I lived nearby, and both Parents worked morning jobs. Other stuff...<br><br>5th Grade had Summoners vying for Summoness, trying to get motionable Students from Recess to become Duelists was an Animal-thing away from the playground. My Class tried a Tropical-Wolf Roleplay in-class. Predation was esteemed, but I didn't make affable. I bided liking seeing this inside 'beginning' getting Heroes or Enemies anew. The Girls didn't become Damsels, so they didn't commit to a Tournament, instead at this point in life they just talked about Soulmates that had attained beyond Prince, Master-Of-Arms, or Tyrant, like the Bald Eagle. Gym Class wanted me to be an Avenger, after fully being inducted out of Special Education for this 5th Grade, maybe to disuade the Pirate Students against emporiums, whatever their resolves were to me it was Prince-still-against-Girls, because Courtship is for Mating or for Government, so I pursued the Tropical-Wolf-Roleplay creator for 3 years. Ending about 7th Grade to her ardening me to stop in the locker-hallways, so I did. Good, because I just amiabled "Girlfriend", not getting a reputation for 'Challenger'. . . <br><br>MIDDLE SCHOOL 6th GRADE - 8TH GRADE<br><br>Thiefery became Middle-Class by now, so I taught myself processional guile or smythe into Beseiger because Middle School allocated Students from Elementary Schools, so my former Peeps from Sleepy Hollow were again, but the ones from Lakewood went to a different Middle School. Liking that Bards had failed Sellswording into a Tournament my Thiefery got negligible to tell myself how I rivaled Others like that, so I "forgot" how to be a Ranger, thus Prince, to Ward emporiums from becoming Lancers, much like what Bards remained, so whenever I was given a cause to lead my Elementary School I rustled Geeks to slay from escaping deflection... See if they were fiends for real. But as it may they were jovial, so I accepted their Halo 1|2 Xbox System-Link Party instead and fought them Privately. Had I not gone to the Lakewood-High School I'd of slew them like a Jock, or became the Slayer-Champion of Barbarzyn and slew their Contemporaries, and watch them scurry from being a scamp... When I finished partying I reminded myself to attack them reprievingly on facebook, quelching "moron", surely. There were no reveres from them, they did evangel into shadow. <br><br>That Kid I kneed in Sleepy Hollow Elementary School joined my Special Education classroom in 7th Grade (I didn't do homework in 5th). That being the only time I saw Him I didn't know who he was by this time. Perhaps he was a feigning Bard, because he kept being who he was thus far.<br><br>School early in, like 6th Grade, had mimics and replicators of Animals shortening their midismal activism to get other Students to become that Animal, but I never saw any, whether New Student or Challenger, defeat or Cur them. Still being plussed though it purged some Harlequin Girls to delve against Harlotry itself. Parrots, for instance, used Peace-Keepering against whatever Plague Resistance arose as Hellraisers, Mercenaries, or Death Dealers, defeating fascism with peace-signs and avenging tye-dye apparrel, marshalling sovereigning roleplayers to vs anarchy commandos. That was my mentality instead of Soulmate Sword-Hunting Party Animal Quest, which since occurred in Middle School I defeated Black Guard brokering Peep-Pressure. Keeps me from fist-bumping adversity; No "anima(l)" clairvoyance for them! That was the last I saw of "Coyotes", or "Rodents", but a good amount of Spiders, Frogs, Felines, Rocks, and Starfish were doting alternative lifestyles from said excursions. <br><br>1 such thing that I can't see an excursion to, was a Husky Dog Girl leaving a Group of Friends to another amount. She said she was going to "Harlot-Hunt", which for me was doting them, but she also included saying she was a Husky Dog, which was dignitarian. So, whatever those Ladies-In-Waiting were about, I'm glad to know it was in English, which is WHITE, and not baroque or something of WHITE. Spider tan Boy.<br>At the Lunch Room during 8th Grade I had a reputation beseech me. I was asked who I was taking to the Homecoming Dance, bothered that I wasn't asked this 6th or 7th Grade, that I stated a Girl I had heard from Peevish Boys biding smut. She was said to of been a Gamer Type of Girl, which in School had to of been board games. I somehow recognized her, must of been that she was WHITE, and she me. She was ecstatic that I may of. I was nonplussed, but knowing how I advanced myself took it well with not deflecting her, but charmed myself nonchalantly, thanks to that "Tropical Wolfess" earlier. Had my Family not moved to Sleepy Hollow from a Highlander-Western-Bend, I'd of gotten the typical Prince slaying Jocks Quest of Soulmate for Parties to be prominance, if the Jocks could prove to be a Lancer (Squire's Champion) instead of feigning to be a Warlord because they weren't a Peeving-Prince Mercenary, for Ladies-In-Waiting. <br><br>HIGH SCHOOL 9TH GRADE - 12TH GRADE<br>This Kid I kneed was out of Special Education, but I still saw him in the morning Lunch Room 9th Grade. Inevitably his consciousness of me since Middle School altered his progression to show me he smoked weed. We played, and partied in sleepy Hollow, his Party became a constant thing, knowing Boy Scout acute senses I fellowed them as friendships went. 1 night he brought me to a secluded picnic area, to another Boy - they had the weed. I didn't smoke really, but it was dark so they didn't know. After then we were always smoking, it was like we had become Raiders, but it was really the fault of the others to be so dysfunctional in society. Eventually "stoner" beguiled itself into their brains, but not "bandit", so I didn't go Arbiter as the Party became Parties because of more Students having a cesspool of indignant existence aside School. I didn't enter School from my own Smoking Location, there they spoke of evangelism prying into the lives of Peer Pressure like Peep Pressure, and the Kid didn't socialize. In fact I only ever saw him during the mornings I didn't venture to the smoking location, there in the lunch room, way in the end near other entrances to hallways. {It was also the nearest place to the Deans Office - it had two doors, 1 adjoined the Lunch Room, and the other directly to the hallway with memorial plaques and trophies asounder the Gym entrance hallways. That's the entrance where I waited for the Buses to take me Home, and where the younger Grades had Parking. The Older Grades had Parking down a drive specific for the Field in their own Seclusion. It had stairs through Woods to School, that's where my 3|3 location to smoke was.} Other times would of been when during actual Lunch Time, because I didn't seek the Kid when I got to Gym to defeat Vanguards. But there were Girls trying to be Damsels not Maidens or something doing the same thing, so I just played on the biggest Hoop. We played "Call-Out" (different than "T.I.P"); Call out a Person playing to have them try and block the ball from the basket after making a basket. If it goes in they are out of the game til someone gets the shooter out. <br><br>9th Grade's 1st smoking location had gossip about black Animals. May of been rumors; Black Bear, Black Wolf, Arizona Black Rattlesnake. I appreciate that for comprehending might figuratively for other Animals because of the black plausibility for instilling fear. I found a different location hoping to begin my own hunt for Highlanders (I crossed the street off my High School turf into a rise of the Carpentersville Neighborhood, for 2|3. Sometimes there was a Neighbor that drove through it like a Bend, but we didn't get in trouble for smoking in the street making our own Cul-De-Sac.) I didn't get to fight and attain U.S.A. Forest Ranger of the North turf because no muscular Highlander came from the other smoking locations, so I didn't get to become an Outlaw through fighting them if they did, but I did get street against Adults and geek-safehouse fights, because I would not allow myself to accept them as my own Team, already having a Squad, so I didn't jeapordize my Command with bringing in gypsies, so I raided them trying to figure out how to proceed with my Command, it took too long, my Squad disbanded, but I fought them and later whilst living in my old Burg I purged the Aquantinces new to smoking there, knowing the system, preferring to get in the middle of their "trash-talk"-satiable-existance, if so, and become a Resistance-Misfit rival of the Resistance-Plague types, that they probably succamb to acknowledging as wanksters and scamps, so it was a growing-up moment further, not an attack. Seemed like it could of been, what with their red Rough Border Collie Girl being from a 3rd High School, my sister's having became obsolete for the Burg, but it's actually my High School's West-Side turf I've learned. So, it's not a "Rival" High School since my sister's (she got to stay her 12th Grade my 9th Grade.) High School now has the new High School for this turf to contend for. It is that turf I defeated with my 3rd Datee. <br><br>At a 7-Night Party I had was going downstairs and there stood a Whelp Boy keeping Partiers from entering more to the bottom level. With having been invited by Skateboarders to avenge Cheerleaders not Mistresses I tried to adamance pass his indomitable stature for doing it as a Sentinel for a Drug-Dealer that frequented my smoking location at School. He was the Highlander. Oldest but by 1 year so it became a Petty Group, although when the other Skateboarders came in 11th Grade I was a Skateboarder already - so joined them on adventures, and their Peeps and I got invitations to Parties, so I made a Squad with the Peeps I affled from the gypsies the Kid brought to his dads house (I got him removed from Sleepy Hollow. I didn't accept their being a "curfue", so with him getting in trouble with the Police he got sent to live with his daddy. I having not gotten in trouble directly kept skateboarding to his house 5-7 miles away, but 1 mile from the School. The Damsels got forgotten as Party Animal had to happen, I'd help them dismissing being a Maiden instead of siding with Corsairs (water if vomiting, for example), but I didn't accept them as "Shifters" whether that meant automobile or Free-Boppers of Harlotry to my cause to gain "Street-Fighter", and I didn't settle for Highlander with the remaining Skaters, not deflecting my Polish because it's not an "effect" but they weren't Buccaneers, they weren't with me, it was just an invitation per Bringer- and it's this I use to find me a Polish Lady now, get that pureblood status certainly to Middle Class Adult, and prepare for a Vanguard of our own, since I wrote this restitution to forsake being a Nobleman. The Boy wouldn't let me pass, and I didn't want to suspend my attitude - I needed it for powerful strikes and blows so to not mistake Peoples appearances as a rampage or ravager raving, just misfit. So with the combat knife I had on me I said I had a knife - he didn't care he said. I returned to the party upstairs. His leader, that Drug-Dealer made face. We didn't fight, I explained myself instead, as he was a nice enough guy. I never saw him at the smoke location after that, though. So, I'm sort of confused between Forest Ranger and Polish Commando, because I cessed a Viper's Pit. But I learned that Poland's Princes created the Forest Ranger there, so I'm totally a Party Animal Soulmate.<br><br>At the Track during GYM a Black-and-Yellow Mangrove Snake was proving to be an Opponent to "DOGES". <br><br>I was at a PARTY HOUSE, not a safe-house - a safe-house Parties minutely (no Party Music. There may of been "music" but it wasn't "party music") to trick People into becoming a Vanguard for them, and a tan Girl stated she was a Monocled Cobra. She had an Entourage of just Boys following her, too.<br><br>AFTER HIGH SCHOOL I started working and sought my Animalsoul. Founded it at my Skate Park against the remaining Skateboarders I had PARTIED with. I did the exercize gambit-of-course that through calisthenics I'd be vsing Avengers and Underlings vying for Underlord or Undertaker, maybe for Meister. With quitting the GYMs I inevitably reminded myself to stop the slow calisthenics and spryly amp myself with weightlifting.<br><br>Polish Nobility was rare though in School itself. I had it in Family Communions, but I didn't use that to make invitations with Peeps, instead extreming rueness for popularity, and preserving hobbies along so til I became a Combatant. But had I got the accomplishment to say so in School, well it's self explanatory what I would of gone for for Nobility-Sake, and further.<br>I didn't get misfitted from thinking the Polish Mate thing, I just was in Ranger intentions already, so kept at it to be the best Male a Man I could accomplish for myself, of course, vsing what Students were defeated of Polish Students that also were doing what I was doing to preserve humble prides and principles into action when it mattered, too, because They that succumbed ("succ"ess+c"umbe"rsome) not doing this, not becoming Polish, had to benign existence as Platonic. So, when that Kid brought gypsies with some Skateboarders over to his house to smoke, I recognized the Peer-Pressure of needing had proved I had sex, thus wasn't a Gypsy, to have been there smoking. A night they were driving I was aseated beside them, they unknowst what to do, and the Kid on a fishing trip with his dad, I considered it him actually tripping to the ground. I got the troupe to his house, spoke with the neighbor we'd be loud, used my burgling skills to shadow through a window and unlocked the door. We hosted a party for 2-3 days and nights. When the Kid returned I had called his GF to fight his 1st-In-Command, see if "Misfit Parties" were Extremists not Anarchists, but they didn't fight me. They Floozied out to the Kid to fight me, he didnt, and like I thought what gypsies were - the gypsies belittled themselves and joined them, even though he didn't become an Opponent. No scarecrow. <br><br>Being that's the reason why "Party Animal" can be "Party-Animal", I didn't make the Petty Insistence to Mate with the gypsies to ofFend them into Maidens (bitch) or Scamp-Corsair-Raider. Being a Black Knight not a Player initially I defeated Adjutant-Elitism, making them bitches, not Pets, but because I was originally a Ranger, just "Thief" is the only repute I knew they knew of me and turned from "Burglar" to "Prince" to depose elitism to avenge myself as warring cadavers in the course.<br><br>They didn't say, but I'll allow my perception for my 3 Courtships be said as FLOOZY.<br><br>Katelyn the Blanket Flower|Hardy Mum or something like that. 11th Grade. 9th Grade's last Month of High School I got transferred to an Alternative Special Education School, and then the last 3 Days of that Month to a tougher Special Education School. That School paid me monthly a sum of good merits. Eventually I earned through the course of leveling for the Dollars, and earned going to my High School part-time. I had no job, but I was getting cash. I bought Skateboard stuff, and weed, and had Dates with this Girl. I wanted some other Girl in Creative-Writing Class, then chose Her behind her, messing with immediacy. She accepted, and we Dated. She brought the initial Girl and her partner for the class, and Floozied me away to take her shirt off; She had her faction-talk not be a squabble or mutter with her, and got me laid. Later in the relationship I got her laid in her room. I beat her at Halo 1 PvP. She was a lesbian. Her lesbian got a Male to Date whilst I Dated Her, and I got invited to a frienemy of hers Birthday Party. I went without her, and saw some old elementary school Dandies attending. The Birthday Girl treated me like a Prince, telling me of my Gal's lesbian movements. Happy to see that the system was still something akin to defeating lesbians and homosexuals with Nobility, I broke up with her. The day I did was near some of her girlfriends, she breathly said we weren't together, actually, so I was in that thing called "the friend zone", due to my Kawaler courting of her. I skateboarded from her mothers house, without saying it's ended, avenging just myselfs courtship. Fathest Girl I had, lived 12 Miles, and some where near my High School in an Isle. <br>Sydney the Seedy-Dandelion. 13th Grade. I ventured onto a nightly cliff, interested to smoke weed, and there She was with a shit-looking Black Girl, and a Boy, smoking. Did some introductioning, smoked, and when she was saying her goodbyes I said I'd walk her home. She did not live in that direction, living in the only local Rural Bluff Suburb that can't be accounted as part of my Burg logistics - but we Dated since that way. She got me laid and put on something like Princess Daphne from Dragon's Lair from another room, and I got her laid. Very sexual. Very surprising how ugly her friends were. She must of avenged them from a Floozy's "slut|skank" scene. I wondered about myself being a Burglar and how far I had come with vsing Heartbreaking Rogues by now, but the thought was an odyssey, void of imagination and gave me no esteem to-ignore-it-to-break-up-her, so I couldn't break-up with her naturally, to fulfill my interests of combat, aside, for the resolution to protect her indefinitely before a Challenger tried to deflect the Damsel's civility. Was in a car with a bunch of friends, ended it with a call. With those friends she had the only people I saw her with, she tried a slut move, blamed me like that guy- haughty, but good riddance.<br>Abbigail the Red Cymbidium Orchid. This is my Burg. We Dated; My primeval slithering was boasting about defeating her local-Boyfriends. She chose them, but they didn't do anything so she forced cheating on herself with 1 of them. Kissed in the street - I don't know how they planned that I was in my house for it to make sense for them to do that, and her Girlfriend tried to block it - I guess that was the 'plan' if I wasn't. I'm no Hoodlum, so I didn't run out there to pummel the guy about my everlasting-Illinois love. I already knew her, so wanted to save my best personality for fighting her 3 abomination scarecrow brothers from different dads, she too had a different dad. She tried to get me laid in her automobile, at the skatepark parking lot, but I wasn't driving so I got her laid, but I was too powerful being near my skatepark that I comprehended a trap, so I broke-up with her there, exited and walked home. I partied a bit more to AGE 23, with the remaining Skateboarders that preferred being local, the Parties made this original 11% of the 60+ Skateboarders rise to 20%, then when about 21 they were dispersing across America, some for Apartments others for other States, that percent lowered to 8% with me still enjoying the local turf amongst them going to Taverns, sidelonged from the Partying like the other Partiers that weren't Skateboarders. It was a fun adventure going into forests, getting more Girls out there than inside Party-zones. The Skateboarders and I never arranged identities as Guardians specifically to each other, just commercially it felt like we had an umph towards it, but that popularity wasn't necessary for me, but only 1 Skateboarder got assaulted by a Party. I tried to stop them, but they androided me out of the doorway. That was the last invitation of the 11 Years Partying (9th Grade to AGE 23) of my 17 Years Skateboarding. Fight happened, their People weren't Myself, so skateboarding-indulgence stopped. Quit drugs and cigarettes. About AGE 24-27 I fought and defeated the whole Burg neighborhood section I had. Their fascist behavior to be knowing of the Floozy came to them to late, and I live across the street from Her. I broke the random dads teeth halfway through the fight, from the house by mine near there's - I don't know if it was gypsy or the daycare Owner's meddling (my sister was a Babysitter there and spread a rumor about me, losing her position, but she has been stuck a friend to the Dog's brothers ever since and has kept them as a reserve from being couth) but he came outside and watched from darkness before the police came to bother me about looking into his window. Knowing he was trying to usurp my potential as an Out Lander I jogged around our block and got him like I thought; Pretending to play with his children sports. He got to the sidewalk and didn't know how to quit it since he's a fat person it meant uncouth. I've gone 1st LT U.S.A. Resistance Compatriot, and being a Dwor Zmija I'm more than just treading on them, this is my turf. </font></div></div><br><br>Shaman invasion to rival B-Class A-Grade indubious of C-Anything; especially if never studied any Nobility factors. I didnt let Minstril Nobilitation deter me and become indifferent to a Damsel's Court, enjoying English untranslated to Polish without ever being a Consort to, for instance, a "harem" They rebelled from nobility courtships, otherwise they'd of known who else were Pets that werent family.. For the 3 Ladies I dated I prove I am a Foe against their "courtyards" Animalsoul as a Cottontail Bunny Rabbit, Marbled Fox, or Red Rough Border Collie Dog, of whatever "spirituality" they forelorn. If they can't manage to evangilate from what Floozy I say they are then they never were a "Girlfriend" to their own yards, they were already an Ex(ile), from those Soulmates venturing into other States, here in the U.S.A., vsing raving that I am what party Animal I am, so it's not Raving for Me it's Slithering.<br>Thus would be slithering through floozy Shires, and meadow Baronies.<br>Because if Students are thinking about other States to find their Animalsoul I can only presume they're the Pet Tribunals vying for popularity because they're savage, not Shaman Warriors.<br><br><span class="bb-u">I have a Black Spade Tattoo where the Peach Tie-Dye Shirt felts out.</span><br><img src="https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/a4f887ad-2f3e-4170-acba-fe02e146b59e.png" /><br>The Pit Viper ambush scales neck-softener isnt up because its green, proving I'll ambush with my fangs as the Brown Spotted Pit Viper. <br>The closest Male to a Guy Shaman Archfoe was the "X-Tremeist" that psyched themselves to learn Extremist to diffuse raving from sociopath; just venturing into raving defeats the "Highlander" out of State Pet Tribunals Highlanding. That meant being comprehensive to new Ravers; vagabonds. <br>Till they fought a Pet defeating them from having a Gal, or keeping the word Champion from becoming Highlander if thuggish was Pet Prototype speaking whereever I was... seeing that X-Tremist would of likely have had heard such things anytime it was modern naturalism against inbred duplicitous adolescence evangilising rebellion for dungeoneering mysticism BUT they didn't wear KAMUFLAZ cargo pants wth light-tactical combat boots. That would of symbolized they were Couth, and I'd of needed to take their words to Soul - instead of thinking them "Ex(ile)tremist". So, I took that "X-Treme". It's helped me well against Geeks. Althought I dont enter Polish Dance Parties with Dress-Codes... making me stronger finding a Polish Wife streetwise. - That Tattoo spells "DEATH" against the SkateBoarder mob for whatever indorosity peer-pressuring that could of been, younger than me; It has "FLAZ" Tattooed above the A in DEATH in Amethyst UVLIGHT Ink. So, I'm a Reaper should She ever get me in.<br><br></div>
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