Birthday 1989-12-12 Gender
Male Location Demon World Member Since 2005-06-21 Occupation Demon hunter Real Name I'm not telling you stinking humans.
Achievements beat all my video games in under 4 hrs, beating all the peole at the arcade at Mortal Kombat 4 Anime Fan Since i was born Favorite Anime Ghost in the Shell series, Dragon Ball series, Gundam series, Zatch Bell, Negima, Love Hina, A.I. Love you, Ranma 1/2, Inuyasha, SAMURAI CHAMPLOO, S-CRY-ED, Fullmetal Alchemist,Pokemon, Megaman, Cowboy Bebop, Naruto,Tenchi Muyo, Invader Zim,Evangelion Goals Being a voice actor in an anime Hobbies Acting, video games,Basketball,internet, and reading anime Talents I can beat all my friends at Budokai!! HA HA HA
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YOU GOTTA BELIVE ME! Part 3
The next morning at breakfast, I told everyone my big news. "And I think Mr. Ian knows something," I finished. "What do you guys think we should?" "Pass the whole-grain toast," Sarah said. "Mrph," Aaron said with his mouth full. "Aaron, don't talk with your mouth full, " my mom warned. "Look at this. The factory is closing, " my dad groaned. "Another defeat for the workers. It says right here..." And that was that. My friends were no better. "Look, Josh," Albert said. "This has happened before. It's just your imagination." "Imagination my ASS!" I yelled. "Come on over to the field and see for yourself!" "There is no way I'm going over to Ian's farm," Ashley shivered. "He is totall creepy." "All right," I said angrily. "Suit yourself! I'll figure out what to do alone." And I did. I came up with a brilliant plan. I decided to get my dad's camera and take pictures of the burned circle. Then they'd have to belive me. Wouldn't they?
I'll write more tommorrow!,yo. Later....MUCH!!!! Comments (3) |
Sunday, January 1, 2006
YOU GOTTA BELIVE ME! Part 2
It was eleven o'clock, and I couldn't sleep. I felt crummy. It was really hot in my bedroom. Sweat dripped down my neck. I stared at the green digital numbers on the clock next to my bed. 11:01. 11:02. 11:03. I couldn't sleep. I got up and trotted downstairs. I poured myself a glass of carrot juice (my parents' favorite drink). Then I stood at the back door. I stared out through the window. It was hazy and dark. A crack of lighting flashed across the sky. Then came the thunder. KA-BOOM! It made me jump. Then it started to pour. At first, I thought I saw another lighting bolt. I squinted and stared hard. Something flashed - but it wasn't lighting. I ran upstairs to my bedroom. My telescope sat in the window. I pointed it at the flashing light to take a better look. And what I saw made me sweat harder then ever. A flying saucer! Round, big, and bright. With lots of white lights around it. The lights kept flashing, which is why it looked a little like lighting. It floated above the ground over one of Mr. Ian's cornfields. I rubbed my eyes. Was I dreaming? I didn't think so. I pinched myself on the arm just to be sure. It hurt. The saucer suddenly lifted off and shot away. Mr. Ian had a bad reputation. He used to chase kids off his land with a pitchfork. He acted mean and strange, and his wife seemed just as weird. Nobody showed up anywhere near his farm if they could help it. But I couldn't help it. I had to go over there. I had to see what happened in that field. I pulled on my jeans and a T-shirt. I picked up my sneakers. Carefully, I tiptoed downstairs. I didn't want to wake anybody. I wanted to see what was going on for myself. I opened the front door and sneaked out. It was still rainning, but I hardly noticed. I ran all the way. Finally I reached Mr. Ian's big red barn. I tiptoed over to the end. Then I peered around the corner. The cornfield was empty. But when I glanced down, I noticed something weird. It looked as if someone had burned a circle in the ground. I walked slowly over to the burned part. I reached down to touch it. Something had been here. When I turned around, Mr. Ian stood behind me. His eyes were glittery and angry. And he carried a pitchfork. "What are you doing in my cornfield?!" Mr. Ian demanded. "Mr. Ian!" I gasped. "Am I glad to see you! A flying saucer landed in your cornfield. Look at those marks-" "There wasn't anthing here," Mr. Ian said sharply. "But you HAD to see it!" I cried. "It was here a minute ago. Then it flew away...." "No, Nothing here!" Mr. Ian repeated. He started walking toward me. His eyes glittered. He bared his teeth. The pitchfork glimmered in the dark. I ran.
Instead of writingit down here is the video instead. I'll be doing it every day if I can, so hope you like it! ,yo. Later....MUCH!!!! Comments (0) |
HAPPY NEW YEAR'S
Happy New Year's everybody, sorry that I haven't posted in awhile. I have been playing God of War amd just beat it on God mode.(Which was pretty smurf'in hard) The story that I wrote (which none of you people posted to help me!!) is a horror/sci-fi called "YOU GOTTA BELIVE ME!" It will be on the bottom post. The sory is fake, for my friends who read it. IT IS FAKE!!,yo. Later....MUCH!!!! Comments (0) |
YOU GOTTA BELIVE ME! Part 1
I know you won't belive me. Nobody else does.I told my parents. I told my teachers. I told the police. I told the newspapers. I even written to the President of the United States. Hah. I might as well have told my pet turtle, Marble.(Which I did.) I just saved the world from weird aliens from outer space. Uh-oh. I can almost hear you thinking, "Weird aliens from outer space? This kid must be nuts!" But I'm not. Really. The whole thing started because of the flying saucers. And the flying saucers started because of the no-TV rule. I must be the only kid in the entire WORLD whose parents won't have a TV in the house. "TV rots your brain," my dad says. "There're plenty of things to do. You don't have to sit in front of a box that tells you how to think," my mom insists. My parents are old hippies from the sixties. They belive that stuff. So the only TV I get to watch is at Albert's house, and at Ashley's house. They're my best friends. I try to catch the most popular shows so I don't sound like too much of a geek when everyone talks about them. But I don't watch much. To make up for no TV, my parents bought me a telescope a few years ago. It was nice of them, I guess. They knew I liked reading science fiction about outer space and stuff. When you don't have TV, there's not much to do after homework. So I started watching the sky every night. And I started seeing flying saucers. Some were round, with red and green lights. Some were shaped like paper-towel rolls. Some were big. Some were small. It was truly amazing how crowded it was up there. Most of them turned out to be weather satellites and stuff from Earth. But others were real. I swear they were. Sure, nobody else saw the flying saucers. But nobody else watched for them. My mom and dad just laughed. "It must be an airplane, Josh," Dad would tell me. "Or a bird, dear" Mom would add. "He just wants attention," my older sister, Sarah, said. SHE was the one sneaking out early to put on makeup. To get the attention of Michael, the high school heartthrob. "Josh is a geek," offered my little brother, Aaron. HE was the one who made gaint balls out of aluminum foil. And I was a geek? Ha! All my teachers thought I was telling stories. And when I called the police, tey treated me like a nut. Then my so-called best friends. "Josh," said Albert, best friend number one, "you are a total weirdo." Now I can tell you I'm not a weirdo. I'm a perfectly normal sixteen-year-old guy. I'm in tenth grade at Del Rio High school. I'm five feet eight inches tall. I have brown hair and blue eyes, and I wear wire-rimmed glasses. I'm good at math and science. And I play a mean game of hoops. "He just has a good imagination," said Ashley, best friend number two. Well, that's probably true. But I don't make things up. Not things that count. "Look," I told Albert and Ashely, " I can understand if my family doesn't belive me. I can understand if my teachers don't belive me. I can understand if the cops don't belive me. But you are different. We've been best friends since we were wearing diapers." Asley sighed. "Josh, We ARE your best friends. And we've been your best friends for a long time. That's why we think you should give this outer space thing a rest. There isn't enough room up there for all the flying saucers you've seen!" And that was that... until two days later. Wednesday, December 12. The night that would change my life forever.
Man, I couldn't do nothing for 3 days until I finished this at home! ,yo. Later....MUCH!!!! Comments (3) |
Saturday, December 24, 2005
Merry Christmas Eve
Merry Christmas eve everybody I won't be able to go to ya'll sites because I have a date with the girl I Love. Wish me luck that it turns out ok. ,yo. Later....MUCH!!!! Comments (1) |
Friday, December 23, 2005
On wednesday, I went on a trip to the human world for some Christmas shopping and I couldn't belive what I bought. Turtles. TURTLES!! THE TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES!!! I CAN'T BELIVE I'M WATCHING THEM AGAIN.(the old school version, not the stupid new one we have now)All I did today was watch the 3 volumes of the cartoon that they have, watched all three Movies( the second one will always be the best) And play all the old-school games they had out.(nes version, Turtles in Time, YEA!!!!!). MAN, TODAY IS SO COOL!!! AND TODAYS MY GRANDPA'S BIRTHDAY!!! Now if you will excuse me I have to beat Shred-Head! COWABUNGA!!!!!,yo. Later....MUCH!!!! Comments (1) |
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
A Christmas Story.
Since the holidays are almost near, I have decided to write a christmas story. I need characters so tell me before friday and you might be in it. I don't know if it should be an adventure or a love story or maybe both. So, give me Ideas and also read the bottom post,yo. Later....MUCH!!!! Comments (0) |
If there is anyone who can help me, HELP ME!!! If you think you can help me then tell me and I will PM you. If your asking the problem it involes a girl.,yo. Later....MUCH!!!! Comments (0) |
Monday, December 19, 2005
FIGHT, MUSIC, MOVIE?
I just MUSIC TODAY. I have only one thing to say B.Y.O.B!!!