Felix-L-Gato

Why do we name hurricanes after real people's names? It kind of gives that name a bad connotation don't you think? Or the opposite effect if you name the storm after someone's name that has good connotation. Like, " Mandela is heading towards New Orleans as we speak". That's cool man! What is Nelson going to do in New Orleans?! What?!  He's probably going to destroy it?! We should name hurricanes after people who have already gave a name a bad name. Like, "Hitler is heading towards Florida at record speeds." Or, "Bush is going to do catastrophic damage to most of the southern states which will undoubtedly affect the whole country." That mak

Don't you hate alarm clocks? Just the sound. "BEEEEEP BEEEEP BEEEEP" Good way to start the morning huh? Pissed off at the annoying sound that woke you up. I think we should replace the alarm clock sound with something else. My dad getting me up in the morning would make a great replacement sound for that "BEEEEEP BEEEEP" shit. My dad, "GEORGE GET THE HELL OUT OF BED!!! I'VE BEEN TRYING TO GET YOU UP FOR THREE FUCKING HOURS!!!! I don't remember the first two hours of him trying to wake me up, but damn does he know how to strike fear and energy into a lazy ass kid the third hour. I jump straight out of bed every time. Did anyone else have chea

Sports "heroes"?! Fuck that. But, George this guy can knock a tiny ball into a small hole! Well it's alot like watching flies screw. George, this guy can swim faster than anyone else! Are any sharks chasing him? No, you say? Then he's wasting his time! What I'm trying to say is these are the people that the MSM are shoving down our throats to be our "idols". What about great thinkers? People who want(ed) to change things? They don't glorify these people because they don't want things to change. They are perfectly happy just watching other people be their "worker bees". Why don't we work for ourselves and our families? Because no one else gain

nothing but children of disasters a curse built over generations what bastards we lay in the gravel staring at the sun, burning out our retinas til we can no longer see a burnt out society cutting loose from the chains of destiny now we're just lazy flies hovering about nothing to do but sing, dance and shout praising our freedom from the deceit holding the truth to happiness in the palms of our hands parading around in the deserts sands kick off the sandals and take off our shirts we found an oaisis in a baron wasteland say hello to freedom and goodbye to the man we've got the key to our freedom in the palms of our hands danc

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Name: Leon Age: 27 Gender: Male Class: AX Agent Appearance: Tall, suited in light weight chainmail, Denim like pants, and his dear, lost friend's gloves worn as a memento Eye Color: Green Hair Color: Brown, Curly Personality: Appears bitter, but once you get to know him, he warms up and humors with his dry sense of humor Tattoos: A burnt insignia of vampiric origins on left wrist, a cross on left fore arm Piercings: None Affiliation: Good History: While still a teenager, a raid of vampires came to his village with only one goal, to convert or feed on the humans. They killed everyone in his family and burnt his village to the grou