What is it to live forever you ask? Well it's not that hard when your with another. Being immortal all on your own just sucks. So I have my wife, Shie. Now befor you go saying that it's a made up name, then you would be half right, cause here it is, but not were she is from. The planet's inhabitants have a tendincey to use an individual's name then use a pronoun or such. I'm sure i used that word wrong, but thats beside the point. You should also note that my name just happens to be Ezekial Rane. Not the weather, i've heard that joke to often and it was never funny when my cousin, Drake, seid it. Now were was i? oh yes, Shie. As you have figu
He drop's from orbit, the armor is not ment for this but he had no choice in the matter, it was all he had.As the armor impacts the ground a shockwave ripple's throwing the horde from there feet.They have been waiting for him since the beginning.He climbs to his feet, looking at the mass of blood, claws, and horror befor him. He had no choice, this was all he had.The armor groans and fights to stay still, it has not moved in such a long time and has never been in combat, was ment to protect, never to fight.How was he to win when he had nothing but a museum piece and his foolish sense of pride.The silence is broken by there beastial roars, as
What is it to live forever you ask? Well it's not that hard when your with another. Being immortal all on your own just sucks. So I have my wife, Shie. Now befor you go saying that it's a made up name, then you would be half right, cause here it is, but not were she is from. The planet's inhabitants have a tendincey to use an individual's name then use a pronoun or such. I'm sure i used that word wrong, but thats beside the point. You should also note that my name just happens to be Ezekial Rane. Not the weather, i've heard that joke to often and it was never funny when my cousin, Drake, seid it. Now were was i? oh yes, Shie. As you have figu
He drop's from orbit, the armor is not ment for this but he had no choice in the matter, it was all he had.As the armor impacts the ground a shockwave ripple's throwing the horde from there feet.They have been waiting for him since the beginning.He climbs to his feet, looking at the mass of blood, claws, and horror befor him. He had no choice, this was all he had.The armor groans and fights to stay still, it has not moved in such a long time and has never been in combat, was ment to protect, never to fight.How was he to win when he had nothing but a museum piece and his foolish sense of pride.The silence is broken by there beastial roars, as
Current Residence: kodiak deviantWEAR sizing preference: waffles Print preference: none Favourite genre of music: most with the exception of country music Favourite photographer: ......people? Favourite style of art: positive Operating System: operating one MP3 player of choice: one that works Shell of choice: a sturdy one?....that kind of shell...i think Wallpaper of choice: one that covers a wall Skin of choice: the one i'm in Favourite cartoon character: marvin the martian Personal Quote: "WAFFLES"
Favourite Visual Artist
that one person that painted that one painting
Favourite Movies
spaceballs
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
...music in general
Favourite Writers
that one guy that wrote that one poem
Favourite Games
fun one
Favourite Gaming Platform
360 box
Tools of the Trade
my hands mostly...oh and Legos...i like them still...
new's of my death have been greatly exaggerated...if even whispered about, i've been working on taking care of personal things before a start my project on here....but i will start a project...i hope