Croup blinked. He doesn't think i'm paranoid? Croup shrugged, and came out from behind the tree. He held the knife carefully, and stood far enough away from the man so thta he couldn't stab him. "What if someone is watching this entire fight? After all, people did get things other than weapons. What if people can see us and are waiting to fish off the winner of this battle? I know i may sound paranoid, but think about it. what if i'm right, and you're in as much danger as me?"
Croup sighed. His oponnent thought he was nuts (and he probably was). That meant that that they were still fighting. Oh well, Croup thought. It didn't matter. This long battle was coming to an end. And if he died, who gave a damn? He certainly wouldn't- he would be dead, and wouldn't really be able to care. Still, Croup thought, If i'm going to die, i might as well go out fighting. Croup gripped his knife in his right hand, and scooped up another handful of dust and soil in his left. He would be ready for his oponnent whether he had a gun or not. The end was coming...
Mind if i join? Name: Gerrard Gender: Male Appearance: Rust-red hair, brown eyes. Wears an black tuxedo. Devil Fruit: none Weapon: Kamas, Katana, Kitchen knives (if necessary) Special ablilties: stealth, agility, master of disguise Position: Chef Background: Gerrard was once a normal sixteen year old boy working for the navy. He worked in the kitchens as a cook. One day, a shady-looking man with a scar shaped like a cross approached him while he was off-duty. The man offered him a large sum of money to put poison in the food of the lead officer of the naval base. Gerrard accepted, and within two days the officer was dead. Gerrard met the man where he was told to meet the night after he poisoned the officer, but instead there were three thugs with orders to kill him. Gerrard was forced to avoid the men. They separated to search for them. Seeing no other way out, gerrard killed them, one by one. He was forced to leave the naval base in secret. Gerrard quickly gained a reputation as one of the most deadly assassins in the underworld, and one of the most insane. If he didn't poison someone, he was been known to be a vicious psychopath. Gerrard is trying to get away from his dark past, but he wants vengance on the ones who ruined his life. Reasons for Joining the Crew: to get away from the navy, to get away from his dark past, and to find the man with the cross-shaped scar.
...scary movies... I would have to say the birds was the scariest movie i have ever seen. For those of you who know nothing, it's an alfred hitchcock movie about birds attacking people. It sounds stupid, but it's actually pretty damn creepy. Thirteen ghosts (the remake with Tony Shaloub) wasn't bad either. I especially liked the jackal... :D
Croup was listening intently. His opponent didn't seem to be making a move. Damn, croup thought. We're just going to sit here for hours on end. And then... That's when it hit croup. What if someone was watching them? What if someone was just planning to manipulate them into killing each other and then finish off the winner? You're growing more paranoid by the minute, he thought. This battle is getting to you. But what if i'm right? SHUT UP AND KILL HIM! Croup stopped listening to the voice in his head for a moment. "I know you're still there", Croup said out loud to his oponnent. "Has it ever occurred to you that someone may be watching us? Even if you killed me or i killed you, what if someone is waiting in the shadows to finish off the winner. We're at a stalemate; we're both injured, and we're both waiting for the other to make the first move. Let's make a truce. We can take care of any immediate threats, and then if either of us so chooses, we can resume our battle." Croup remained crouched, with his knife in hand. He wondered if his opponent would believe him, or if he would just think he was nuts. Either way, his oponnent would have a general idea of where he was. One way or another, this battle will end soon, Croup thought
Luxord was so absorbed in his game of solitaire, that he didn't even hear the knock at the door. He quickly realized that someone had been knocking, and got up to open the door. He quickly tripped on one of the many board games scattered across his floor. He got up, opened the door, and called after whoever knocked at the door "Who is it?"
Croup was waiting with baited breath. Yahoo, he thought, another stalemate. His left arm was starting to throb. Croup didn't like pain, but at least he was still alive.. for the time being. At least it's not bleeding as badly he thought. Croup picked up some more soil in his hand, and waited.
But i thought that the end of the world was destroyed once kingdom hearts was opened and Xehanort's heartless was destroyed. How could it be in a world that doesn't exist?
Luxoed had been watching people who had been turned into dice beat up people who had turned into cards for he past couple of hours, when he quickly realized that it was time for him to get back to castle oblivion. In a flash, he was in his room.
Croup heard the blunt THUD of feet hitting the ground. I got him out of the tree, i guess, Croup reassured himself. He heard a few more footsteps. They almost sounded like the man was limping. The dude didn't fall that far. How could he possibly be limping Croup scolded himself. Then he realized that since he didn't hit the man, he probably knew where croup was. Croup gripped his knife thighter-mostly out of nervousness- and watched his sides while listening for the man's footsteps.
Croup peeked out from behind the tree, and noticed his adversary was on a branch, and was trying to climb up a tree. Croup realized that he had to make a choice: Should i kill him or run? If i can sneak up quietly and quickly enough, i can stab him in the back of the neck and kill him instantly. If i fail, he gets a good shot, and probably kills me. Croup cursed. What do i do now? Then it hit him. He had another option. He could throw more rocks at him. If he hit him hard enough, he might lose his balance. Croup looked on the ground for some rocks. He picked up one that was not too big but not too small, aimed at the man's head, threw it and ducked back behind the tree.
3 how many times do you fight darkside in the entire game?
That's mostly because we didn't send enough troops. Anyway, i can't argue that President Bush said the war would be quick, but i can tell you that the people who supported him did. Here's an example from Vice President Cheney... June 20, 2005 Here's another quote from Mr. Cheney the next year... June 19, 2006 (almost exactly a year later... coincidence :D ) At this point it doesn't matter what the government was intending to do when the first initiated the war on terror. They've screwed it up so badly at this point that there's really nothing else we can do. We've been in afghanistan for five years and iraq for three and neither of them has a stable government. They said that "we would be greeted as liberators", but that's blown up in our faces. we said we were spreading democracy, but we've just been destroying the government they are used to and their way of life. I say it's time we got out of there. The cause is lost.
Where exactly is Castle Oblivion? It seems to be in the same world as the crossroads, but what world is that?
Actually there is pretty solid proof that that guy was Ansem. In Hollow Bastion we saw him possess Riku. While Riku was posessed, he called himself Ansem. Therefore, the guy in the brown cloak is Ansem.
In a flash, Luxord was in twilight town, and while Xaldin was killing people, Luxord decided to join in, attacking people with giant cards and slicing them to little bits. He was enjoying himself. He then decided to some people into cards or dice and sic them on each other. The dice were crushing the cards. Luxord Laughed. He wasn't bored anymore.
Progenies of the great Apocalypse- Dimmu Borgir
Luxord was walking through the halls when he heard a crash come from Zexion's room. He quickly teleported outside the door and opened it, finding Xaldin on the floor, looking pissed. "You look like you're bored too" said Luxord with a smile. "Want to go to twilight town and kill a whole bunch of people for no apparent reason? That's what i'll probably end up doing and you're welcome to come."
Croup had run about 200 feet into the thicket when he noticed that he was still being followed. Interesting, thought Croup. He ran forward about 20 feet, backtracked, and hid behind a tree. The man's footsteps were growing closer, and Croups knife was ready.
OOC: Not as late as me! :D Luxord had been playing solitaire for the last hour. He had won everytime. He was boed. He needed some entertainment, so he went outside his room, hoping to find something interesting to do.
