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1 yr ago
Current Skateboarding Partying in Illinois U.S.A.; With my cold blooded Court Ranger virtue being a Poland Szpadel Royalist I Charged Brown Spotted Pit Zmija soulmate against fake sovereign Role-Players.
1 yr ago
Polska Królestwo
4 yrs ago
Kingdom of Poland
4 yrs ago
At my wedding I need to prove virtue is not only a regal word by chopping through a lit black candle with a knightly\rangerly longsword.

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("Fellow" is BOYish, but "Guy" is Stranger). ("GALavanting" is for Gal; "GIRL" is Peer Pressure).

The Tournament. It's a 1 Person vs 1 Person spectacle, and event, possibly a Melee of many Challengers, too.
When Playing sometimes in life a Boy|Girl claims to be a certain Animal, possibly not aware of how to mature the sentence yet, so blurts it as like "I am the VIPER!" - THIS IS THAT TOURNAMENT, another is the Barbaric Tournament; Purebloods found their Animalsoul, Soulmate is of course defeating "spirituality" - which is slaving People that souled themselves so the slaver can lie about defeating them, calling them Spirit, til freed by their Barbarian, hence "ethnics"; the escapees of slain nations empires making "spirituality". It took a while for me to say it with intentional-MIGHT, just the same, so by the time I did I had already PARTIED; Therefore I attained WARRIOR status!

Before you read further, I must say my High School GPA... I had Special Education classes most of my life, and didn't succumb to picking classes when Schools prominented learning as free-choice, or whatever that was - I transmuted the Teachers to make my classes, it was more of an indulgence they needed to attain, than I seeing them rushing from letting me choose. In High School I heard them called "BASIC". Unweighted I got a 1.9, weighted I got a 2.7.

I am aware of C-Class Barons, B-Class Dukes, but for Princes I was a Thief without a Cause, other than it taught me agility or nobility against adolescence, thus cadavers. Maybe it's said as diligence, and dexterity... Whatever it was writing a restitution has me steal the diary efforts of Republicans and Democrats, no? Now, behold the extraordinaire!

"Vanguards" were the Friends, and Allies, also Prep-ing, for the Tournament. Quite self explanatory there, mess with them they mess with you, so if you weren't a Challenger for the Tournament they may of never had stopped becoming "Paragon", since things like "wizardess" tried to rival the Nobility of the said Challengers. But a WARLORD was also possible - the didn't join the Vanguard or did becoming it's Champion to Challenge for Tournament righteousness.
The steady resistance effort saw to defeating all those Pretenders. The Resistance are MILITARY enthusiasts without Tournament - they went for Duelist itself, to attain Compatriot or Mercenary against those such WARLORDS. I imagine if they're a RANK, then they're a bandit. Depending on the situation where I'm from it's either a "Badland" thing to sustain PARTIES against "larp"-centennials, like the "Myrmidons" and "Persians" where cesspools are created to Outlaw the Resistance not believing in Avengers, or it's a Popularity PARTY of Animal Soulmate compacities aversing defeats of "BRO"-"smut" into adversity.

Having Partied in High School, not College, I wear these colors.
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I am the Brown Spotted Pit Zmija. I'm Polish, and learning to translate all this, not merely vs "anthropology" and "herpotology", being in the U.S.A., for Polska, my Country. I tried to enter Ranger College as aversement to my challenges, entered a Community College to prepare a "curriculum" of it's Science Classes then prospect the differences of Community and Ranger Colleges, but doing it as how they've said for College "going-for-fun" I had sought Journalism, because I was making the restitution elsewhere (just hadn't included a chronicling of my Kings and Queens yet to straighten it out into a Royalist thing, instead of merely a testimonial of my achievements|accomplishments) not comprehending the extraordinary English I was purging, it occurred to me to accept College as a thing existing too and not merely be using a virtue for Ranging vs "Reaving", because I wouldn't of been accepted I thought to that Ranger College, fore it needed calculus.
I didn't know it was "Journalism", so the brainwash being there for fun termed it as Art or something- I found some Stage Combat classes that gave certificates each individual class, and they were all priced about the same as a single Science Class. The magnanimity of this option not needing math was what I chose to do, since it took like 4 years studying wild animals on youtube to perfunctorily try to find my Animal Soul and then reminded me to make the restitution to Prep for Ranger College, poeticly.

Bothered that I wasn't allowed to because of covid, I quit the college to find volunteer work instead of make math a thing - since Animals don't count. Became a Swordsman, Polish language classes on the computer, tried archery, I drove for a Venomous Snake Handlers Certificate, found the missing Instructors for the community college and so am now participating in a Small Sword semester for that Certificate (although the find was random on the computer. The college had all classes available, this Arts Center has 1-2 classes aside their gymnastics. I'd of wanted the Single Sword class, first), and have been accomplishng a Motorcycle License without a Motorcycle; Permit, Academy Waiver for a License from my DMV - I even get to drive a similar-type of Motorxrosscycle I want for it. I'll never get street wheels for my street-leagal Dirtcycle. I also have taught myself Zmija Shadow Boxing. Got "DEATH" tattood on my right forearm; English Reaper thing against my Skateboarders - they're all English, but for some Mexicans that I've frighten off at the Skate Park with a broken bottle. Seemed to stop the beginning of a mexican gang aside parties, they lost the skate park with their first automobile so I imagine they taught themselves defence. Got a Spade on my left bicep, because my Birth Card is the 7 of Spades. Got the Zmija tattood on my upper-back in "realism", but didn't color it in because I've never seen my breed of Soulmate Animal in Girl, and the head was not correct, looked like an Adder not a Viper, so I got a black burglar mask tattood in the center of my Back; It covered the Head.




Favorite Animals became very knightly and orderly the prior years to 3rd Grade that monarchial virtues became evident within the classroom, giving all Students the chance to Noble themselves; Soulmating. I had missed 4th-5th respectively, but I imagine for GYM "weed" was in decline, or were offered "Ranger" positions amongst Nobles because all-in-all it was gossiping and rumorings that were the default, but it wasn't affable for them to attain positions through BALLS because payment wasn't real thus the "Ranger" became a "Huntsman", and so the Tournament for Soulmate began.

It's amusing having heard Students need prudence to become bureaucrats to trick Pets into subsidiary involvement. I got prominent with pretending to gain precedence before the class had any Lady-Consorts against Ladies-In-Waiting, beside deflecting "thugs". I'd use aversion to stand my ground and fight "misfit"pop(ular) culture into "mercenary" not merely for turf, but for honor. I got placed into other schools before I could "delegate" myself against candidates of a consortium - I get closer than a Republican after my contemporary-Soulmate-parties, but I'm no Magnate, so no Prince happened. Chivalric Sellsword was the idea of fun, though. Skateboarding got me Party Courtesans, they just kept invitationals and I kept going to be an Avenger to upkeep my 2nd-In-Command attitude to defeat any 1st-In-Command-Challengers to end that partying and get closer to the mentality of saving a Rangeress from a Cadaver; The Cadaver's were deflected in Kindergarten to 1st Grade by accepting the Curs intention to feel Adversary by coming to me Individually, since they didn't move to the front like I did, instead remaining at the end learning to mock ethnicity {I'm peachy}. Eventually the parties we had seperated us enough that it was up to me to requiem them that I was a 1st LT. That'd be them brokering me as gypsies, so I ambushed the whole "Resistance" like, as they say, "Hotel-Tango-Charley". Knowing that "Skanks" are predominatly the Intruder of the parties still outside of them, now adults, it made sense reminding myself how to appropriate and purge revisions here to also include my Role-Playing skills, from the Skanks that dye their hair to Incur the Sluts in public from escaping their presence without their "fuckboy" that slaves the Skanks into Brauds, because they're Bimbettes before Hos, or something like that, so I'd included them, too, which having gone from original resistance to 3 other schools before middle school, and further my High School a High School without my sister's colloquial I actually had to believe she succeeded as a "Corsair" instead of Ho, but because I thwart her inbred-son-of-a-bitch keeping her a Bimbo like Mtv's "teenmom|16andpregnant" I knew to make a restitution whilst Questing against this "Resistance"-of-losers-that-sided-with-an-Alchemist-Gurl-not-a-Plague-Gurl. Thus, Plague-Harlequins or Damsels, behold the finality of my Profile. I'm certain my venom will make you want to gush with all your friends.

I wanted to find my Barbarian Legacy, as like a Pure-Blood, not a mere ancestor-thing like an Entrepeneur for those "Common-Wealth" Adjutant stuff. And I learned, for Poland, that because of my Kingdom of Poland, if I am to use English I must say it so properly, so do not wonder about me bothering you like a National, this is just an eloquence I managed. Poland started from a Chieftain of a Tribe called "Pole" maybe even "Poles", {that's the Pure-Blood thing}, at about the AGE 500. The Romans never got to Poland, and were eliminated in the AGE 578 or so by "1st-World Countries". The Poles became Poland in the AGE 800 to the World, and at about 990 we used that famously to create the Kingdom of Poland. I learned of my Kings and their Queens, monarchial Titles worldwide of the 30-50 Kingdoms that ever exist truly {Meaning they're not eradicated from the Human Race, but could still be an Ethnicity... if they learn Ranger... instead of being Adjutant to Nation, because the Nobility is autonomous}, "Polonia"|"Polska"/"Poland" aside the word of my language "Polish", purged the "latin" Animal version of my Zmija although I'm certain this is English for use in Animal Kingdom stuff, since Britain has a infamy for Ranger use in novels, something I can't find about Poland, yet, except really that it was the Prince's that created my Rangers there- probably told the Romans they've been slaved to US with all that Impurdiant stuff, that's why we talk about the Romans: They called themselves an Empire from Slaving only. Which I believe, not that sorority\fraternity stuff matters first - Nah, I too know in my Soul I'd kill me those savages and sustain being Barbarzyn more... Into it being my Animalsoul not a mere "Favorite Animal", and numerous other Heraldric advances from writing the virtue into a restitution, then it all became certain with my Birth Certificate. There it said "Wisko", and that is "Coat-of-Arms" attested Nobly statedly to my "Surname". It is my duty to have searched and studied my self for my Kingdom, when ready to do so. I made that English word "Pedigree" of my Family, with the Birth Card knowledge I found from Playing Cards; I being the 7 of Spades. I didn't know where to place my Birthstone, the Amethyst, so I kept making restitutions til it fit in Nobly. I'm learning my Polish Jenzyk, too, to write and read, not just speak Polish.
I didn't get much Polish formalities, just a sense of Nobility. During which I self taught myself diligence, to not undermine my Sister, who was revoking herself aside my Father and Mother by my Polish Communions, but her Polish was great so there was no need.. Inevitably, as you've read, she ghasted herself not accomplishing being "sidious". As satiable as English occurred, I believe it should be comprehended how to become good, so I didn't fail even though I was a Burglar. With all those "Nihilist" type of Students not becoming Bards but actual misfits to be "Anarchists" I must of felt being a Duelist at night or something *shrugs*. The Peep Birthday Parties fantasy had it be Prince, then. And well, with the majority of School corrupting themselves to hide from telling Students peeves, which was a form of Peerage still, I liked how I wasn't vsing Cadavers that they created til I had defeated the Baters quitting the Resistance, losing Peep in the Populace of PEEP-communions not PEER-popularity.

I didn't join the Animal Roleplaying in School, because as inevitably as it did, it tried to harrass themselves into an intrigue aside covens; Shamans, omnuses, Assassins - the revere of a Persons height compared to the practical stature sense of, like, a Wolf wasn't processioned to be actually sometimes, making "Sirens" or "Vixens" to get by to a victory of pragmaticism. I have freed my Language, Polish, and have made "Viper" into "Zmija" for Ranger prospects, since "Viper" is latin in the U.S.A. and so study my Country, it's Kingdom, and am mightying against poachers, like bitches trying to explain that because I know the word "latin" itself I'd be imperial, so my virtue stays Nobilitation, because English is gypsic in the United States of America I therefore should vs poachers, which are beneath "Street"...

I had a Polish Barbarzyn experience in Elementary School for both Favorite Animal and Soulmate. It was almost confusing, but never was, because the other Ethnics like German were feigning on those Class-Forestry Trips. Peer pressure is phenominal, I had attained no Aquaintince positions but became superior than most because of the Intruders doing spirituality. So to not reprieve myself in reverence I accepted the Nobilitation that Boy Scouts couldn't make-out for defence; I attempted to Magnate myself as a Forest Ranger. The nobilitation is further below, for now I'm explaining the barbaric adventure I gained. I expose the Follies like they could of been Damsels with the Flowers that were the Ladies-of-the-Meadow Initiates, not the Floozies (Flower+Cooties[cuties])(the Folly's rival cohorts avoiding the "Maiden+Bitch" thing about underage sex), abiding Naturalists possibly like rivals, if there were such a thing as Damsels dating Raiders to become Reavers thuroughly and not just my 1 Posey Girl, because My Zmijas we're primeval. It's a bit rough, but since Poland never had any intermediate mingling with the Romans it makes sense, that the Students tried to learn that the Danish, as Barbarians, were slaving whom they could in their lands, and so the Juggernaut was the Barbarian Warriors that escaped to make Russia, and Berserkers were the Barbarian Warriors that escaped to make Germany. The Students tried to rally, defeat, fend, and qualm themselves to support being Barbaric, to defeat the "spirituality" discording our English, French, or Spanish native learnings - so virtue, however mighty, became a Nobilitation of Peer Pressure, of course. I inevitably prepared an imaginary iron longsword when a Student would approach me to see if I was Barbarian, or if I'd not be mentally prepared and sake myself into becoming a Reaver- which I never saw esculate into anything, but I presume that I would of had to fight a Student if they gambled savage good enough. I've learned from studying my Poland Kingdom that the Polish Army is using Brigades. I didn't know that then, so I avoided being a Brigand type for my Polish Peers, instead accepting them only as Peeps, and not rueing myself away from other ethnic Brauds so I could mentally process this restitution as a Huntsman. I heard of Brigands at recess and had acknowledged I had gotten this far enough so far to fight them, if they weren't Polish that is - because other Countries used Brigands, too.

I was a 'Forsaken' Ranger. I like other Boys learned I was attractive psychologically first and made it courteous, on these Class-Forest Quests. Girls that were close to my Peering could of become Guides or Wards of the U.S.A., and many did, but I had enough experience to see other Boys ambushed from being a Ranger, because these Girls wondered what a "Girl" exactly was, and so naturalist became a thing of their own. Pathfinders, Guardians, Warriors, they were figured out by what-Students. But a Ranger made them reverefull. I didn't get aloof and expose myself, like I said I'm Polish so this might meant pride to be deflected by fascists becoming Follies. It may of been their own answer in defending themselves against the germ-spreading spiritualists, or poor skinned ethnicities touching for sexual innocuation, which did become hostility because they needed to defend themselves in gypsic formality that they were merely too close, hoping to dupe us from getting physically fit to be a Ranger, Knight, Prince, or whatever else did muscular. The most heretic of them knew their appearance would dismay Students if they looked like a heroic-poser, so if they had spit into their drinks, they chose to stay within bounds of their victims attention and learned how to Cadaver if the Person hadn't proven their popularity ambitions already, so had to Republican themself-which could of been not comprehended at such an age. Those Students would need the Cadaver to become a hired Thug to elevate them to cheating Nobility, because of the so methods explained ending virtue.

Instead of that happening I got Chivalry learned from all the Harrowers escaping a "Mad Swordsman". I had wondered if I'd become a Black Knight, and would Tourny the Harrowers eventually, because I knew the score I was accumulating that they were hindranced of, so I wouldn't become a Sellsword. It went quite well with them having become Harrowers into sports; I got good at Kickball, Foursquare, and Soccer. Carousers had been the natural Girl of School being couth. The uncouth were Folly's(Flower+Dolly), Floozies(Flower+Doozy), and Bitches. Their Rivals were the Dignitarians that were what friends I saw with the Carousers, learning to stay together and play("do"= doozy for Floozy) together. I do not accept "Braud" or "Maiden", just Dame, Damsel, and Lady. The Dignitarian I always treated like a Girl Scout, so if her friend had become a Bopper or Gambit I could reprieve us all of course, not needing Courtship like the uncouth Brauds or Maidens. Although the Gambits that didn't become a Bopper became a "Cooty" for being a "Cutie" not the Damsel- where either of them could of became an Arbiter making the Boppers Dames, and so avenge the Gymnastic Girls Order of Christianity, but because they were gaining males as the Crusaders, which had become Justiciars, an Arbiter never occurred, just Penitents.
Quite nice that they succeeded into Pilgrim, like the legacy. Awful that Students feigned learning Nobility by finding Empires, and became uncouth trying to vs us all when might had failed to be bravery or courage, thus a schism of raving occurred calling to the "Stoners" for "spirituality". Harrower Que(st)er endeavors for sex offense to defeat Flowers dating Raiders not Bardic Reavians, gypsies profoundly learned to disciple others with the word "gay" because Male Ethnicities needed consortiums to not feel victimized, since Bachelor was a total Entrepeneur Terraformist vagrant constitution adjutant the Royalist.
The remaining of School life was being a Party Animal, because most Students had feigned being an Opponent, thus no Tyrants just more Peer Pressure, so Party Animal became a solidarity against secularism that Students in other States in the United States of America had learned, too, how to achieve being a Soulmate through learning to seek being their Favorite Animal, because it defeated Peep-Pressure from Peer-Pressure. Peeps followed, and became gypsies, pop(ular)culture aside Peers and their popularity ideals. Thus those other territories became "Badlands" for a rave for younger or older generation of Students, making an adversity, not an extremity, to love or to fight, the decadence, doom, or delegation of the turfs Party Animal. It's without question that every Person on Earth, I think, can comprehend this self explanitory Quest called "Favorite Animal".



THE LOW TIER OF ANIMAL chose to fight initially, to better detect intruders, but also to gain their pride quicker. They keep fighting towards their virtues Princess purging wastelands with their badland, then guard her lovingly, of course, when achieved. There're no bitches at the Low Tier, the nobilitation of Soulmate is just where Low Tier starts. They do need to create a restitutional diary eventually. The other Tiers have them pronounced as something else, like "Treasury" or "Arbiture".

THE MEDIUM TIER OF ANIMAL partied to study the gain of their attitude and virtue to affirm the quest for the future of defending a Princess to have their own be protected, as Party Animal virtue goes, by not deflecting towards college soon; to master all the missing failures of that party success. Inevitably their fighting experience gains through hostilities as planned, then they prestige towards their Animal-Soul to vindicate their Party Animal morals, however honorably necessary.

THE HIGH TIER OF ANIMAL affirmed their Animal-Soul and have been protecting their Princess. They partied since Elementary School and have fought as proof towards their virtues and proceed with that. The infamy of High Class is both sexes are the same Animal type, and the legacy is that that pure-blood status is to the exact same Animal Type of Soulmates elsewhere in the world.



PARTY ANIMAL Courting Barbarzyn Court Ranger
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 because we got laid.
Katelyn the Cottontail Bunny. 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 Cottontail Bunnied 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 Marbled Fox. 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 Slayer 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 Rough Border Collie Dog. 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 Red Rough Border Collie 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 Zmija I'm more than just treading on them, this is my turf.

A Barn Owl Male.


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During my time I've come to know of ToonTown. It is a "canon" part to the existantial life of where Mickey, Donald, and Goofy live - in fact I think it's where the House of Mouse club is. So, to avenge my love of the Disney characters Launchpad McQuack, Max Goof, Genie, Carpet, Stitch, King Arthur, Princess Aurora, Sir Hiss, Tigger, Flit, Jack Skellington, Jim Hawkins, Mulan, Prince Phillip, Rex, RC Car, Thumper, Chum, and Kronk I have played ToonTown and, with solemn grace, have proof of my character here:

Do you roleplay outside of PM?
I started Xbox Live with Xbox 360 around 2007, specifically to PvP Halo. I started on Halo 2, but Xbox Live had me master Halo 3 by then. I had made multiple accounts on the first Xbox on Halo 2's multiplayer, named after my burg's neighbors, as they appreciated the game but lacked the time to make accounts because they were mainly my sister's friends- and they never did play, but the randomization from just creating a name inspired me to roleplay Halo someday bravely not as Sierra-117 but as my own trooper- although I prefer commando not soldier. It worked out very well these years.

The armor in Halo 3 helped me fufill my initial duty, but it wasn't expanse like the way 343 Industries prooves. Still, ROGUE was good enough to commemorate EVA later for "3rd-person" roleplaying. As time went on I regained the roleplay with Halo 4's armor's- starting as ROGUE to level 77, then years later I returned to Halo 4 and used HAZOP to 96 (as well as finally beat my Halo 1 {ANNIVERSARY} on heroic solo, then some year later I got to MCC and H5). I've finished Infinite, as well as all the other Halo game's so I returned to Halo 5. I'm about to gain 97, and since 343 is rather clumsy about making armor steady this level will be my official designation in my roleplaying; Now that I'm mature enough to comprehend the situation I am affirming to be an ARMY based Spartan-4 from a Poland U.N.S.C. sector, and hereby, now and forever, am a VECTOR Trooper.

It's quite possible that the next Halo game will have the armor's fixed again, maybe with Halo 4 customization on a Halo 5 scale- as the pattern seems to be a main game gets the treatment, and the one's inbetween just sustain the possibilities for the virtue to continue. Making it very accurate lore away from Sierra-117 and more on humanity, thus my roleplaying needed to get affirmed, I believe, because the next game would placate me beneath my Halo 3 rank of Field Major, since everything has finally equalized with Infinite including the Halo Reach character armors + an ODST subliminal inferiority placate into their spectrum of armor, not the current MARK-7. Therefor the MARK armors from Halo 1 and Halo 2 have got ignored finally, and I am holding my ground with my VECTOR.

I'm looking for a mission, an adventure, the quest. Anyone interested in forming a squad? All com channels will be open- whether you're Air Force, Army, Coast Guard, Marine, or Navy based I'm sure we can manage the U.N.S.C.
Viper of the scythe

Name day
She was a Monsignifer Lancehead Viper; mothering over her eggs as they began to hatch. Her mate, a Rhinoceros Viper, held the territory with pride on a nearby tree stump. Twenty-two baby vipers were trooping out of their confines. She instantly named one after another. That viper instantly knew who they were from that moment on. One happened to be named "Sebastian"; A Brown Spotted Pit Viper.

This is the tale of Sebastian, Viper of the scythe.
"I'm not alone in this world?" Sebastian pondered as he was stunned to his surprise that he had a mother. He slithered and slinked towards that very mother, as did seventeen other baby vipers. The rest snaked off into the forest.

"What of the others, Mother?" Asked little Sebastian. And his mother answered: "They must have more of my genes than your father's. They are gone to the wilderness, trying to be better than me but of course only thinking of themselves. You will, you all will" as she addressed all the baby vipers "follow in their shadows whence you are interested in doing so, too." She finished. The father then slithered over and spoke. "It's an easy world. You hunt, you eat, you live. Some of you may not live to the greatness of the like of me or your mother, but at least you're around to know we love you today." He stopped to give everyone a good look.

With that some baby vipers asked some other questions: "What are we?" "Is stealth alright?" "What is love?" and got their answers. Sebastian didn't ask anymore questions, but got more enlightened hearing the answers to the other's questions. They all slept together that night after their father and mother showed them how to get to water, the lengths of themselves and how to train themselves to acknowledge their venom glands; by right of fang showmanship.

After some agility training the parents were happy to know that some of the vipers decided to live amongst them. Sebastian came to a brave decision to leave. Out of the remaining vipers only 7 left with their teaching, guidance, and love recognized.

Slithering across the forest floor through the foliage of leaves and twigs Sebastian began to exercise self control. There was a hill still in his way so that left him many an option. He snaked left from his right and it took him to a gnarly tree root that rifted between mud and dirt, he ventured through the opening under it and tried to stop but he was to fast and instead fell forward through the scape onto another root. Shocked and awed Sebastian decided to embrace the root and entwine himself down the hill. When an option came to travel onto another root or slink down onto the dirt path between roots Sebastian slunk down to the dirt path teaching himself self control.

Everyday seemed to have life briskly living before Sebastian. Birds, Squirrels, even Turtles apparently had their own homes and dwellings. With still being to young to be noticed Sebastian let some days get ahead of him as he taught himself how to commando the landscape. He was fast, and his muscles would only get bigger with intention, so he had to hunt. When the morsel presented itself Sebastian struck apprehensively at the Rock Spider. He had missed his strike and the Spider scampered into a crevice around the rocks they were dueling at. Sebastian went ontop of another rock to get a better view of the situation before venturing into the crevice after the Spider. It was a good idea, and after seeing his prey he slithered into a crevice near himself to get a better perspective on how to snake through tight quarters after his prey. This Spider wasn't needed, but the training was imperative for quicker prey, heftier prey... He saw a left turn he could of ventured with but kept his trail sharp. When Sebastian caught sight of the Rock Spider it made a dance of it's legs and trampled askew towards the back of the duskiness that the light hardly reached. Sebastian picked up speed and kept at the pace of his prey. When a rock came in his way, showcasing just a left and a right he took the path right and cornered the Spider. This time seeing his prey in front of himself and not wanting it to get away again Sebastian struck with an open mouth, hoping to snap his mouth over the Spider and sink his fangs into its flesh. But the Spider squatted down and fled beneath Sebastian letting Sebastian close his mouth and turn vivaciously over himself to reach the Spiders trail once more. It chose to climb the rock, but to trip over its precarious feet and that's when Sebastian snapped on it. His fangs gushed venom into the body of the Rock Spider. When the Spider ceased it's movements Sebastian began to swallow the creature head and body first into his stomach. The legs were the last bits of the morsel to fine down his throat.

Not feeling satisfied Sebastian understood he could eat several creatures in one day, so he left the confines of the crevices to test out his abilities while digesting a newly found meal.

He found a narrow stream whisping through the forest's tall grass. Laying low enjoying the stealth of his inodorosity, Sebastian gave attention to the frogs hopping and jovialling about in the water. He slunk around the grass stalks using it as camouflage to get behind one frog that hadn't done anything but kept its back to Sebastian's range. When his face just had enough space decreed away from his head he serpentined his body and lunged forward grasping the frog with his fangs. Successfully caught; he coiled up into the confines of the grass where he vivaciously swallowed his prey.

When Summer was over and Fall had begun Sebastian noticed the actual leaves from the trees fell in greater numbers, and could should he want to lay underneath the leaves and meditate. It was most gracious of GOD to give him the opportunity to learn how to be guileful. When it would rain he could feel the vibrations on the ground a lot better, his sense of sound even peaked. Before he had to use the shadows and familiar locations to sustain his advancement.

One day Sebastian followed the path of a snake he was hunting. The snake lead him to a mob of other snakes that all nestled amongst each other in a rock crevice. When Sebastian peered in it it was easy to understand what was happening, that when the season would arrive they'd share the rock crevice to survive it together. These snakes weren't aware of Sebastian spying on them. Sebastian didn't think much of them, when they returned to the wild after being taught that they all didn't see Sebastian laying, thanks to his natural camouflage patterning. Sebastian had some competition in these lands, and he was all alone too... He'd have to teach himself how to be a constant reaper. Ambushing may have worked for that year, but the next year the forest would undoubtedly be aware of his existence.

Regardless he snarfed another frog later on and searched for an open meadow where he could feel the sun against his scales and not wonder about ambushing but prowess instead. Laying under leaves, coiled in a serpentinely manner for a lieutenant strike, Sebastian had a dormouse pout into position. When it scurried around Sebastian mentally prepared to use his venom and then lunged at its uncovered booty and sank his fangs into the pest. He didn't let go and the mouse soon died a most horrific death in his mouth.

He learned to carry his prey to camouflage a lot quicker, so as he was swallowing his prey he began smything himself into the leaves from his tails perspective first, then he slithered around under the leaves as the morsel made it to his stomach to level with the ground and find a new location to coil and ambush the next victim. It gave the right amount of breeze to the days heat to strengthen his blood in wait by comfort.
This section is for my Megaman NT Warrior character.

NetNavi's just can't have numbers in their name, spaces, or symbols, but they can have as many capital letters wanted. Because name's may have already been taken by someone else in the world. Such being the situations, students are acknowledged to think of what nobility is to them currently or was before. Popular beginning words can be "Sword" or "Shield" or "Lance", maybe "Knight" or "Princess", but students do also create names thanks to the attention to that like "SkullflamesMan" or "QUEENofStrawberryAcid". It can never be changed, too. Only if your NetNavi were deleted could you get a new NetNavi.

Having quite the infinite possibilities of how to pick or create a NetNavi; Help from community NetNavi's, or a bought NetNavi that just needs a name - I assembled a Viper-type with camouflage pants and boots, no shirt because it's an animal but I did grant my NetNavi sport-glasses.

My NetNavi's name is SpaceMercenarySwordZmijaman!

This section is for my Polish U.N.S.C. Army SPARTAN trooper, and is my actual Field Major Xbox Live rank.

Came from planet Poland to the U.N.S.C. Army. Well, the Role-Play is not Poland specific, and with Halo Infinite it makes sense to me that if the people had no Kingdom to call their own that they'd just enter the U.N.S.C. SPARTANS. I've only been doing this Role-Play to strengthen my virtue with Poland, because it was the only PvP video game console video game that tried to peer pressure me somehow. So, to not accept supporting the Roman's virtues I practiced safe Armying. So, my SPARTAN came from a Poland planet, and didn't need to do the SPARTAN Academy. But my SPARTAN isn't anything more than a Land Force Officer, my Field Major, thanks to being an Officer I got to reduce the injections to just being capable of using the armor - not gaining height, destroying walls, no deformaties, not mutations, nothing super, and I can still make love. But it's still the same thing - I just can't do the imaginary stuff like falling through orbit and survive- without a chance.

I started Xbox Live with Xbox 360 around 2007 (My father imposed the Nintendo 64 on me and my sister when I was 4, and gaming somewhat had it's own culture I saw at that age. There're many video game consoles at the apartment complex; Super Nintendo Entertainment System, and a SEGA were the one's I learned of my populace. I had gotten a Atomic Purple Gameboy COLOR before the original Xbox, even. I chose to be committed to the Xbox when it came out, so as to not lose intelligence with the Playstations) specifically to PvP Halo starting with Halo 3. I had made multiple accounts on the first Xbox on Halo 2's multiplayer, naming them after my burg's neighbors, as they appreciated the game but lacked the time to make accounts because they were mainly my sister's friends- and they never did play, but the randomization the game made of each armor per name made me want me to roleplay Halo someday bravely not as Sierra-117 but as my own trooper, because I learned to appreciate the virtue I had within myself and began to appreciate that they weren't "neighbors" but just teenagers and in a burg (though I was still a companion)- although I prefer "commando" not "soldier" so only when I was an accomplished gamer at Halo did I rejuvinate from the game's "commando" to "trooper" to roleplay into other spectrums of war, like Barbarian, or basic Earth land forces. I joined a company called "DRO Gaming" too on Halo 3, and changed my name to "DRO Acid". "DRO" was "Dedication, Respect, Order". It didn't last long for me, the company tried to sell it's own website. A shame I think, because there're 100+ members, and I was part of a division seperate from whome I played with to induct myself to their company. But I did learn to use the Battle Rifle with them in 8 player duels thanks to that FORGE dexterity. Later I appreciated the Squad Automatic Weapon specifically thanks to that training.

The armor in Halo 3 helped me fufill my initial duty, but it wasn't expanse like the way 343 Industries proves. Still, ROGUE was good enough to commemorate EVA later for "3rd-person" roleplaying(I'm a 1st/2nd-person roleplayer type). As time went on I regained the roleplay with Halo 4's armor's- starting as ROGUE to level 77, then years later I returned to Halo 4 and used HAZOP to 96 (as well as finally beat my Halo 1 {ANNIVERSARY} on heroic solo, then some year later I got to MCC and H5). I've finished Infinite, as well as all the other Halo game's so I returned to Halo 5. I'm now 100+ on Halo 5 and have VECTOR skills too. Now that I'm mature enough to comprehend the situation (being that my character ingame is no longer Role-Playingly proving safe virtues {thanks to changing my Xbox Live Tagname to an original animal type} like an action figure but on the T.V., since I'm just being tactical now and reporting bad players) I am affirming to be an ARMY based Spartan-4 from a Poland planet.






I've been called a "Monkey" amongst peers, but I valued my own experiences and earned respect with calling myself a "Viper". Those peers didn't relent becoming monkies, but not all did after my fight.

I intend to use the DRO company in my roleplay because I imagined being courtious originally with the Halo 2 component-name-randomizations to be camouflaged within my own shadow, for feats of might... That being venom, thus far, thanks to my Xbox Live name having gone from immaturity over the years, to "DRO Acid" symbolizing a semblence of maturity - so, I created an original Viper name when my partying was settling down and I had returned to Xbox to treasurize it. The first word is a lowercase adverb so as to not have viewers think of my whole name as like a super thing on Xbox Live but specifically instead orientated for the next word "Viper".

My Party-Animal Halo Halo. I said it above, that I started on televison First-Person-Shooters with Halo 2. It being my first first-person-shooter I learned to appreciate it as my mlg, that being Halo specifically, hoping it'd virtue me correctly into the world of video game consoles, or digital games as a "Sellsword". In America appropriately the virtue would be towards Ranger, and similar nobilities, delving only to them being words like "Commando" or "Prince". I had yet to appreciate "Knight", but knew to appreciate the other types. Overall with camping trips with family or Polish camp frequently before High School graduation I gradually accepted Ranger because I very seldom came about a boy or girl that virtued Knight, or Princess. So, with needing to prove I had a comprehension of advancement in the family, by attempting to gain favor with who I am, I got my father because he had a DvD console and was playing with the plasma televisions cabling at the new house. With my mother having only ever trashed my toys and refurbished my room without telling me at the old house, my placement as a guardian of my family were limited - so when a chance of "teenage" had happened my Freshman year of High School for Xbox Live I "Sellsworded" myself to have them not deflect the situation and hinder me into needing to be crafty and do it myself - so I seized being a teenager and provoked my father to use a person my family tried to party at with me in tow, but not my sister... They were failing to provide a safe environment for me, but were allowing it for my sister, but they were all Polish people regardlessly. So, the one adulterous lackey of a party with a playstation 2 I whimsilly used as a parlay to my father to get to install the Xbox Live on my Xbox 360.

Now - skipping to the Halo Party. My first Halo school consciousness came around 7th or 8th Grade with a system-link of Xboxs party. This is the only "Paladain/Paragon" effort I ever got, if you don't account the Indonesian/Arabian skateboarders I played SKATE against at the skatepark. To this day I have no contempt in thinking a "Paladin" is a white person thing - the closest to that for me has been seen as an Arbiter for Crusaders, and some girls being Penitants to earn "Arbiter" because "Arbitress" could be sexist. But the whole Paladin thing I don't make Christian in my soul, because Paragon and Medjai are lurking to expose it ontothemselves or something.

I played Halo 1 and 2 there. Bloodgulch on Halo 1 and the Blackout map on Halo 2 are what I remember the most. The Halo 2 game was entirely swords, too. They didn't "disband", but I had to get myself to find their Halo 2 clan personally. So, they were nerds/geeks and I was just a "player" not a friend-initiate.

Later I played Halo 3 with my own accumulation of players, and once while dating a girl I beat her at Halo 1 1v1. That was reason enough to stay committed to Halo 1 Anniversary, thanks to the digression of Halo 3 becoming Reach and ODST - psyocting me to want to quit Halo because Halo 3 couldn't be played fully without ODST being owned, and with me not liking Reach I almost quit. But I persevered luckily, and reinstated my skills to where they are now. And Now I am preparing to quit.

Halo 1 never interested me, and Xbox Live came with Halo 3 having been out a year or two already, so my Halo 2 Xbox Live combatancy didn't fulfill my virtue. Halo 3 didn't forsake anything, it was better than Halo 2 in nearly all ways - but the campaign seemed almost a side project. Must of been that Halo 2's whole game had become Halo 3's PvP masterpiece; I critique. Of Halo 3 I befriended some Colonels and Brigadiers in the new neighborhood, aspired to Strike Commander with them but only achieved Field Major because of the game's handicaps mentioned.

Eventually I stopped customizing my character every guest play, and actually signed in on my own Xbox name with each new session. I suppose I was being a practical Friend and not care about the MLG styling of PvP because I preferred to be a skateboarder, but not a Player, as to why I don't buy 2ndary controllers for my game console. I'm not a Halo 1 loser, nor a Halo 2 poser, but a real Halo 3 Gamer. To of had played as a guest and not moniker myself as an individual would of been wrong of me partying. It kept me sharp not wild.



1 way or another I reminded myself that I got through Halo Campaign difficulties in Co-Op because the levels would inevitably end. When I returned to Halo through the Master Chief Collection I equaled my difficulty Xbox Gamerscore Achievements to my individual Halo Games Xbox Gamerscore Achievements. Spartan Ops for MCC gives achievements for higher difficulties; I like that it gives that, because Campaigns made Co-Op identical Players or had a specified character for other Players - Spartan Ops let's the customized Players play. When I achieve Halo 2 in the MCC on Heroic I'll be accomplished where I originally fathomed defeating Halo 2 {to defeat the endeavor of Halo 2 gossip (as I wasn't a pop(ular)culture-vagabond, but managed to forge a legacy they couldnt} before defeating Halo 3 on LEGENDARY, Solo. As it was Halo 3 that I proceeded to avenge myself with Xbox Live to reclaim my reprieve of having thought Others played on Heroic when with a Co-Operative Campaign was on Normal initially into the spectrum of PvP. Then it'll be just doing Spartan Ops, and playing the Halo Reach Campaign as what it's depicted that Noble-6 was.

I got a Stealth Viper.

I picked it because of my Viper dedication, not because I'd be tactical with it to begin with. So, from what I have gathered it seems that when the Stealth Viper does come out of the ground it has the opposing zoid out of it's firing controls, because the pilot doesn't have time to assault - unless it had prepared a melee attack.

Besides that the Stealth Viper also has a longrange cannon, and I'm sure I can have a smokescrean/land mines, so to not need to rely on my fangs. NOW I'm tactical with it. So, the assault weapons on the Stealth Viper's head must be for mid-range tactics, or closing the distance for my fangs. Looks like it's missles, so I can probably try and negate assault directions and force the attackers out of their tactics, too.

Unsure if I'll have a shield, but i can haze vape of smoke out my body portions. I don't mind the tip of my tail being a pulse-radar-disruptor thing to make a shield, or even as an emitter not radar, maybe I can coil the zoid, or deflect something and flank with active kamuflaz. The lasers above the pilot-system should be able to penetrate zoid shields.

I learned it does use Heat-Signature vision apparatuses, but with the cameras in the mouth, I don't need to rely on those specifically.

My plastic Army Trooper. Got it from an Xbox One game. Got to Private First Class with it on Xbox Live. I saw a video of Steam Players playing phenominally, like 60 Players, got the game on that, too. The Players are easier to get than Xbox One, but the rules for RANKING are different in 1 way; On Xbox One just killing Players (and BOTS if it's that game type along with the Players) gives experience towards RANK. On Computer you have to win whatever you were playing to get experience.
My Xbox Avatar has done well with the 4 year tenure of Xbox Live.

I first got it to be played on the game 1 vs 100. There it actually played against/with other people thanks to Xbox Live. It's an actual televison show where the host asks question to 100 people. Get 1 wrong and they get blocked out from the next question, and at the chance of winning if the host loses to the question. I survived 1 time against a host, as well as like 40 people remaining, and won microsoft points.


This image comes from the game "Fire Pro Wrestling": . The flamethrower prop I bought on the Xbox Live Avatar Store. I was entering to the boxing ring, so I represented using my introductionary prop.

I've also done an obstacle course game called Doritos Crash Course, and have done Guitar Hero: Warriors of Rock with it.
My RuneScape Role-Play.

I'm a Player from Illinois of the United States of America. I'm a Player with a Fist of Guthix Rate over 9000, a mithril forum post count, and have achieved the Crown of Loyalty on 2/7/2018. I learned prominence as a Ranger, and I Role-Played as a Kinshra Knight.

I started about 2005 or 2006. My mother brought me and my sister to the library for the first time, there a bunch of boys were playing on the computers and I joined them as "{HAZOP}" {I browsed AIM before this name, vaguely before becoming a Gamer; So, with that my only random-Mass Person Online experience to the Boys near me I recognized that I need a general name, and being a Boy and I'll hump "Bombshells" I made "{HAZOP}", not yet knowing how to peer in the situation.}! I had began as a goblin slayer and worked my way towards the nobility of PvM with getting a black longsword first. Through the course of RuneScape communities I got albeit to becoming a Player-Killer. It corrupted me away from my virtue, only in the sense that I had to strengthen my intelligence against heretic minorities, so I had to actually learn might anew substantially. {HAZOP} got banned for a sentence trying to impersonate a Jagex Moderator, being from the United States my loyalty to English virtue was tainted with all the secular rumorings between people, so, not knowing how to proceed linguistically (I certainly didn't want guile) I delved into marauding because I was Free-To-Play and mistaking how to think of scammers (probably to do with some sort of Armiger virtue because I would deny it to spellcastors and bowpeople) I chose to try it myself so as to not side with them in the future.

My 2nd Account was named "{HAZOP}", a name I remembered fore it was given to me by my Sister to use on AIM and since the "7" was to differ from it before it just became my next Account (for what it's worth I didn't use that name I tried to better what virtue she sought of me in using it and created "SKELATON of WAR" because I preferred thinking I was a Boy and not a Brother), which also got banned. This time for "negative payments". I did a pay-by-phone payment method for membership, having never had membership yet, and I neglected to tell my parents. 6-7 months of unpaid phone bills got it banned. I thought it'd get canceled after a month, but nope. Me and "Chopperdude7", and "Supercorn" got into the Champions Guild from F2P quests under 10 Combat. I got used to killing monsters without looking to profit from them on this account when it was member. When I wasn't yet I would kill Hill Giants to sell big bones.

My 3rd Account was named "{HAZOP}" (I began Xbox Live with Halo 3, hoping specifically to rival PvP somehow initially, and only the guns of Halo seemed tactical {Not yet Role-Playing Halo}). I somehow got it locked testing out the forums. I tried to unlock it but Jagex found some reports about it and keeps it locked. On that account the communities expanded with friends chats and the 99 Hood/Cape of Accomplishment also had become an item. I learned might verily from those, and even aspired to attain an Untrimmed 99 Firemaking Hood and Cape of Accomplishment within the chats of Uloveme, Casserole, Green098, God, Weed, Zamorak, and Zezima's. I'd get 70 Ranged before becoming Member to prove I learned of Members in Freeworlds instead of entering a Noob. By then I am used to how the game works, and don't really care about the merchants, but had a penchant for buying the Archer or Berserker Helmet not comprehending the tactical differences needed to have Player-Killer admonished experience to sustain the attitude from quitting the minority to be next to boring adults called Skillers. It meant I was a Player-Killer orientated person, and that's MLG, so when becoming a Member I'd try questing for Guilds, and if I used melee I would be capable of slaying and chatting at the same moments, instead of joining a PvP Community like a subordinate. I didn't want to become a minority and become a "pure" Soldier-of-Fortune to rival savagely in real life my popularity, nor was I experienced enough to be entrusted with Player-Killers of a higher professionalism elsewhere on google, but I found a general Community called "The Watchguard" that I was allowed to join and it progressed me to a start. Some say "Field Lieutenant", but it's most likely I was just a "Sergeant" because I think an Officer knows how to use items of different calibers, as well. Any Rank lower than "Sergeant" would of had to have been from a Player-Killing specific Community. During this Account I had also learned of a Black Pure before or after I had Role-Played being a Black Knight on the Role-Playing World.

My 4th Account was named "{HAZOP}" (the Iron Maiden song "The Nomad" and I wore a spectral-flame skull shirt, so "inferno" was the idea.) On this account I changed my boast of Firemaking to Thieving. During this 4th Account Clan Wars was in the Wilderness with Revenants roving about. I made my own "clan" named "Bloodpool of Chaos", and had a short legacy with it as a Field Lieutenant. I quit Bloodpool of Chaos when I had finished using Clan Wars to see how tactically better I'd get - like seeing if I'd actually like being a Player-Killer within a Company; In those years the nobility of being a Knight or Ranger in a PKing Company|Community wasn't ever "soldier of fortune" but actually if I was skilled-enough-then-I-would, but even though I could rush to the level of 70 for full black dragonhide I wasn't ready to commit my mind from the adventuring community to a professional Player-Killer, so I disbanded Bloodpool of Chaos after the Field Officer experience taught me to gain high tier Prayer levels. Fist of Guthix synergized me to respect my choice of disbanding Bloodpool of Chaos to preferring the Sharpshooter I gained out of myself from being a Marksman with those Prayer levels. It got permanently muted by Jagex Moderator Steve W so I quit it.

My 5th Account "{HAZOP}" prevailed from those frontiersmen-days. Name changing became optionable, and player owned titles, too. Because of Player-Killing, Role-Playing as a Black Knight that became a Knight of the Kinshra, I accomplished 99 Ranged. The defendic thought of using strategum of topographics was a chatting procession from being a Player-Killer I learned from my other accounts when I had always gotten 70 Ranged because of that before becoming a Member to learn my might in black dragonhide armor it taught me how to think of RuneScape as a frontier, and helped me be my own Slayer, inevitably. Originally I entered the Role-Playing World being a Zamorak Ranger in a Zamorak Castle Wars Hood and Cloak, the Zamorak Blessed Dragonhide Armor, a Seercull Bow, and Dragon Boots. There were Black Knights, White Knights, spellcastors, and the weird-roleplayers that actually Role-Played as NPC-types like werewolves, vampyres, and stuff. Once a white Knight wanted to vs a Kinshra Knight, but said it in a staunch way that didn't embarrass his Role-Playing combat skills. So, I tried to become a Black Knight Overlord at the Bar in Falador, questing myself to learn rigorness to proceed with challenging another Player to a Role-Play duel. I needed experience to not be a blundering moron that was in the vicinity to like my Role-Playing itself. I didn't get responds well, and had to think seriously on how to pursue gruff without being arrogant, and not become a Foe outright to discourage myself from attempting the honor of Role-Playing a Knight. I learned to Role-Play without sword and shield on. When I learned of an actual Kinshra plumed styled helmet I made it and didn't Role-Play anymore. I instead used the helmet to be an actual Kinshra Zamorakian Ranger and played against the fascism of RuneScape, but never got in trouble actually, my charisma had achieved success by now. The retarded Players learned to coexist as Player-Vs-Monster types, obeying one another. So, there was no need to use Mercenary guile to be a Renegade "Tank". When the Evolution of Combat came to RuneScape 3 many Players quit. Not me. I was 3 levels from 99 Ranged when E.O.C. happened. I accomplished 99 Ranged. I cherished the maturity I gained with the accomplishment, fulfilling my esteems of desire for a 99 Hood|Cape of Accomplishment, and it was a Combat 99 success, too. Had it not been I would of quit RuneScape then and there, sensing the nobility of the awe from myself, and focused on it to create something fortunate for myself, like gone to college.

I took long breaks from RuneScape 3 to focus on skateboarding, and partying. I didn't have a personal computer at about 95 Ranged, so was using the library. I did manage to enter the Zamorakian side for the Battle For Lumbridge, I joined Zamorak because I saw the Kinshra Knights being used for valor and so it made me feel a sense of compatriotism needed to keep my Role-Play staunch for the Community. I played long enough to accumulate points for the Zamorak Banner Pet. I also did the Bandos vs Armadyl event and attained the points for the title "Soldier". Mainly I was in awe for having accomplished 99 Ranged with Archery skills. I wanted to interact with the People playing but I was at a lost in my wonder as how to do so without it being fuddled with a Role-Play exquisite.
When I got a laptop I needed to join OldSchool RuneScape and make a fundamental strive towards college. I chose to play it as what I had roleplayed on RuneScape 2, but this time as a Kinshra Knight so to avenge the Black Knight virtue I had before it. This time though to avenge my previous virtue and solidaritify my nobility gained from being a Ranger. Instead of joining a Community of PvMers I went after the Quest Cape of Accomplishment specifically to master melee with using all the tactics I liked from RuneScape 3 from the peer pressure. I had only ever gotten as far as Legend's Quest on RuneScape 2\3, and just after attaining 70 Ranged too specifically for the Black Dragonhide armor, and the Dragon Longsword to take later to PvP went lovely with the Magic Shortbow that I used with a special scroll that imbued it to give me 4 special attack shots instead of 2. But the Archer's Helm never returned, I used the Warrior's Helm in it's place because I was mainly playing OldSchool RuneScape for the Quest Hood|Cape of Accomplishment and I didn't need to focus of my Ranger merit of Role-Playing as a Kinshra, because of having 99 Ranged on the other game system RuneScape 3. I did also use the Seercull Bow for 'Mage-Hunting' when I was a Captain in the Player-Killing community Reapers of RuneScape Community, though. I also use Slayer Goggles on OSRS and Beer Goggles on RuneScape 3, now, enjoying my mohawks. I Role-Played so far as to purge my bank account with usage of the Black Knights Fortress' foundry(it gets a basement in a members quest) and their Lair beneath Taverly, purposefully for the prestige of attaining other 99s by having an empty bank to only have a visage of my Role-Playing the Kinshra Knight to virtue the 99 Accomplishments I dropped all my items in the foundry like an Armiger, and then to the secret wall above the war room I used the suits of armor to Knight myself as a Role-Play officer by treating that room as a Treasury by dropping my just earned 99 Capes of Accomplishment with the Quest Point Cape of Accomplishment, had I not dropped them too I'd probably mistake my virtue for United Kingdom English not Poland's or the United States's. I Attained 99 Firemaking for an inextinguishable light source cape perk before I accomplished the Quest Hood/Cape of Accomplishment, which avenged my {HAZOP} quest for it. I did not accept the kingdom I earned and profusely gained 99 Fletching biding my time on how to proceed next for the Kinshra Role-Play while at the Grand Exchange, so after I got that I did the purging, but in an Arbitrasive manner because I had not Role-Played for naught, so I went on a killing spree as a Knight of the Kinshra accumulating 100,000GP from the Knights of Gielinor's deaths for some solidarity with a Dragon Longsword; I also used the Fletching Moniker crossbow and grapple to assault the White Knights Castle on my return to former glory to the Capes of Accomplishment. I earned an untrimmed 99 Attack Hood/Cape of Accomplishment on the PvP specific type world with multiplied experience "DEADMAN" before accomplishing 99 Prayer on the regular worlds. Before I did I slew 8-11 Players as a Kinshra Master Firemaker. I lead their Entourage into the Wilderness and slew them 1 by 1 deeper as I went. I can only imagine that it's because of the magnanimity of being a Kinshra Knight that they chose to all get slain and not flee before their deaths. Doing so made me renounce the Hoods of Accomplishment and gain goggles on my Player, vindicating my like for specs that I've been wearing since 5th Grade popularity. {Being a Viper I will brag about having Pit Viper sunglasses with prescription lenses, and polarized goggles for more extremities - like Billiards.} I was about to further myself toward gaining 99 Thieving to avenge myself 1 last time but preparing to do so while acknowledging tactfully 99 Ranged to 120 without accumulating 99 HP to keep it untrimmed to then be a Master Ranger for the Green098 Clan on RuneScape 3 wasn't worth it anymore because the RuneScape 3 community had changed. There was no longer a Highlander Clan system for Green098, where all my Chatfriends the previous years had switched from Casserole's friendschat to join Green098's Clan Chat when Casserole quit. It used to be big, but now it's only about 10 Players. During these thoughts on how to master quitting RuneScape I comprehended that the Quest Cape of Accomplishment couldn't have been accomplished without the magic(k) skill, and with comprehending that the Construction Skill teleports me to another dimension, that then the Kinshra Role-Play, except for those PK kills {all recorded}, was defunctional to my former frontier because even though I didn't use magic(k) on the DEADMAN world Construction is still needed to ever use a plumestand, which counts as a magick level indefinitly. I got Jagex to lock my account and started with new accounts specifically to avenge my 99s, in goggles, without leveling the magic(k) skill. Then, from reconciling that that is from the adversity of the RuneScape Community I settled on 1 account because only 1 99 Hood|Cape of Accomplishment is needed to avenge me: {HAZOP}! Buthough, I did manage to create my Player-Killing prestige thanks to the Fresh Start Worlds; {HAZOP}. As thee Black Pure, finally - well Black Armor Mage-Hunting Archer, actually, since it avenges my former 99 Ranged. But there will never be an official Zamorakian Ranger after that Account, the Defence level will remain at 10. Nor will the Dragon Longsword ever regain a special place in my heart; The Attack level will remain at 10.

Being a Frontier-Player, I tried to exist through my virtue like it was a nobilitation, thus however Player-Vs-Player orientated I got classy - I was still an Adventurer. My legacy against the conglomerated community was that Untrimmed Hood\Cape of Accomplishments was the way to keep from bopping the ranked players in the chats that could move players out of the chats; I wanted 99 Firemaking, just to have it's orange be fancied , or the purple of 99 Thieving. Perhaps had RuneScape 2 not become RuneScape 3 I would of learned how to say "No" after accomplishing a 99 like that and steadily defeat the game communed simulation keeping to an untrimmed Hood|Cape of Accomplishment, instead I was left in a barron mmorpg where my charisma dwindled idly, but still accomplished 99 Ranged- so as I said I went to OSRS to begin a test of virtue. Maybe a "crucible", even, not just because of 99(s) but because I separate PC from television gaming system gaming, too to merit my popularity skills.

I deactivated my account because I had achieved through the game to the Quest Hood|Cape of Accomplishment, which is only possible with the magic(k) skill. And got 1 99, my untrimmed Hood|Cape of Accomplishment on my Party-Animal animalsoul account, because it'd be mighty of me to defeat altercations. It also so happens to be the Thieving I mention. A friend got it before me, but after I told him about the purple liking of the item from me. So, for the probability that he's a "warlock" I'm avenging humanity too like a Burglar. Which is fun moreso because he wasn't a communtiy friend, but a WWW friend.

In the last years of my account I matured enough to stop name changing and equip my first name as the 2nd time I did. I still though need to log in as "{HAZOP}" (and that name is taken, too.) but it's an original LOG-IN; Now People need to use their emails for the original placement of the name on the LOG-IN screen.

The titles of nobility I have are Sir, Lord, Overlord, and Baron.

The game got autonomous achievement tracking accomplished. So, when on Poland World 28, I achieved 99 Archery as Baron "{HAZOP}" stately to that entire world in the CHAT that I had accomplished "99 Ranged".

I got it mostly in F2P {but for 7-8 levels with the Crystal Bow} with Mithril Arrows and the Maple Shortbow. After 85 it took about 7000 arrows per new level, I bought them 10k at a time and didn't pick them up.

I got the Quest Cape(but only this image of the cape's emote feature), and even played on RuneScape Classic a while: I have acquired full black, a mithril scimitar, a strength amulet and an orange cape. I think I'm level 31. And my bank has over 100,000GP because a person was selling steel platebodies in mass at Catherbys general store so I walked all the way to Varrock and sold them at the platebody store. {There will be a photo whenever RuneScape Classic comes back online again.}

(I figured out my nobility and have learned that I live in a burg. It's part of a Borough, but the Neighborhood of my Borough neglected the Cross-Streets of my Burg, where I attained my animalsoul the Brown Spotted Pit Viper.)
I'm keeping my name a secret. I've restituded to not gain 99 Ranged like how I earned on RuneScape 2s change to RuneScape 3, but to gain the 1 99 I said to friends I'd gain 2nd, but have yet to have gotten, still.



It occurred to me that when I was just going to get 1 99, the orange 99 of Firemaking, and learn to appreciate myself and my account with saying "No" to further 99s, I was going to join those celebrital "clan's" upon my return from OSRS to RS3, but I've learned that all those people of old dont exist anymore. To celebrate the power I've accumulated to simply join a clan of 15 Officer's, and not the 40ish peers I had among them, diminishes the effect of Master Ranger to me. Instead, the 1 99 I said I'd get 2nd in my whole adventure on RuneScape shall only be gained, and then I'll quit.

It's because the friend I told about getting 99 Thieving for it's fadey purple coloring, since I had failed Firemaking before it, may have used that possibility to have gained his 99 Thieving for himself because of that. I have no idea his reasoning behind it, as I've never asked but thinking back on it now it's somewhat auspicious- and now that I know how to comprehend it as a form of rivalry amongst friends... I should get 99 Prayer to avenge my virtue in the Roleplaying, or just Firemaking because it was what I said I'd get first... but since this 99 Thieving, if neglected, could be an affliction to him from me, then I must avenge my self specifically and accomplish 99 Thieving, instead of gloating ingame of my former accomplishments, since they wont matter because I'd have to absolve to complying for a Quest Cape(which was only possible with having used the magical skill). And also cease using the other accounts, because I am making a real move on RuneScape. I won't be returning to RuneScape 3, because that only existed for 97-99 Ranged. The integral diligence of my reverence for the game being having accomplished my very first 99, even a combat 99, from like a frontier of playing... Well, I resolved to abandon RuneScape 3, because it was the Old School RuneScape, the RuneScape 2, style of gameplay I was loving being accomplished then. So, my Nobility is proper, and my virtue isn't needed to be avenged because my old community isn't available anymore, and it's a new generation of Players. And on top of all that 99 Ranged was gotten while I had magic! I can comprehend that as ruefulness, now.

The Account is close to 99 Thieving; 3 Levels to go. I avenged my Black Prestige with the regular Black Full Helmet's blue plume, and am attaining 99 Thieving in Dragon Hunter sport. . Whilst playing a new 6-Month new economy set of worlds were created. I had to avenge my 1st 99 ever, Ranged, prestige entirely with being a Black Armor Wizard-Hunting Archer, since it was for new Accounts specifically, that'd get merged into the game after the 6 months, or if they want they can option out of "Fresh Start Worlds". This is what I've gathered so far on the Players that don't really have their own magocracy, or spectral guild:



I didn't care to regulate the spellcastors genders and skin colors I see now because I totally expect spellcastors to be Gender-Benders. Shooters may get some, but the Scimitar weilders aught to be entirely said so. That thing is such a rivalry in the game.... These are the STATS of my two magick unpure Accounts (I can't not make a spell in Tutorial Island, it will account towards my skill as 7 experience) but in Free-To-Play the Member Skills are unplayable; ; - and the images of it progressing to the Black Dragonhide Armor; Where I'll stop switching Armor.
I am now playing in the Free-To-Play WORLDS the remaining 2-3 months (01/30/2023), free of former ego, having accomplished my frontier of RuneScape, as this Skiller: . It has gotten rid of secular badlands behavior as a Player-Killer triumphing, with Black Knight zealousy, into the Party Animal Zmija I am of course.

Behold the former 99 Hood and Cape of Accomplishments; In the order of gainage: RuneScape 3 99 Ranged Old School RuneScape 99 Firemaking Old School RuneScape 99 FletchingOld School RuneScape special experience PlayerVsPlayer world's 99 Attack Old School RuneScape 99 Prayer {with Holy Water, too}
ACCOMPLISHED 99 Thieving abidingly aside the former valiance, correctly; . I've gotten to RuneScape 3 since and am ataining my 1st 99 from the formal years, Ranged, again, just the same as with that Account on "Old School RuneScape" without magickal accumulation.
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