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6 yrs ago
Current I am Comptia A+ and N+ certified. Need to get a Job.
6 yrs ago
Well, many words, acronyms ,idioms and names were created to describe things as concisely, effectively and efficiently as possible.
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6 yrs ago
Well, I want alchoholic ginger beer! i want to burn my throat with ultimate fire water!
6 yrs ago
Like this if you desire to hug a fluffy warm Arcanine.
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6 yrs ago
Sweet child of mine, You're S.P.E.C.I.A.L Nobody's on your level This freedom trail you're walking is A long road to your apocalypse
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Hi all, I am Fer1323.
Info about me:
Age:22
Sex: male
Country: South Africa
Rp likes: any
Fav singer/band: Tryhardninja
Fav Video game/s:
1: White knight chronicles 2
2: Dragon's dogma
3: Timsplitters Future perfect
4: Phantasy star portable 2
5: Lightning returns

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Most Recent Posts

Oscar has been taking his men on a training trip. Despite Oscar demanding a lot from his men, he gave back as much as he could. One evening, some of his men feel uneasy and they report this to Oscar. He takes note of it but does not put much thought into it. That night, Oscar has a nightmare which he wakes up. Oscar sits in his tent with his heart racing, panting and feeling guilt. He is unsure why he feels guilty. Oscar then notices the stream of light camping though the slit in his tent. He got up, dress in his morning clothes and stepped out. Oscar can hear the bird chirping and the sun alright quite high despite being morning. He notices that none of his men are up yet. He shouts orders to wake up. Nothing. Oscar frowns. He tries again. Again, nothing. He search the first tent and what he finds shocks him. His men are dead in their beds. Each tent, that Oscar goes to, is the same. Oscar walks to the middle of the camp. His knees buckle beneath him and now Oscar is sitting on his feet. His eyes are fill of bewilderment.

Few days later, Oscar walks into a small farming town. He proceeds to find a tavern. He finds it, walks into it and sits at the table. He takes off his helmet and puts it on the table. Despite only being in his mid thirties, Oscar's face looks worse for wear. He asks the bartender for the strongest drink that he has. The bartender proceeds to do so. Once back at the table, the bartender asks "I haven't seen you around these parts. Do you need help?" Oscar replies in a monotone voice "Only if you can speak to the dead or know someone who can." The bartender is surprised then freaked out by Oscar. The bartender leaves him be.
Jason goes to the pokecenter and heals his pokemon. Jason then goes to the park and lets all his pokemon out their pokeball. He discusses with them a ways of saving as many lives and trying to subdue the fighting pokemon. "Okay, everyone is on the page. Celebi, are you ready for this?" Celebi nods " Perfect. Plan is almost a go."
"No need for the ride. I have my own methods. I just need to rest my pokemon. It is the northern region, right?"
The first time in his life, Jason is speechless. He stands there with his mouth wide open. When Jason comes too, he does his note taking process. Once done, Jason asks " So, what is the plan?"
"Wha-what! You were there. I have traveling each region, linking disaters like that and many lengendies being captured by villianous groups. All I got were vague witness reports. I saved Celebi from a power hungry person which is minor compared to your deed." says Jason. He is truly goobsmack.
"That reminds me of Team plazma. Bunch of hypocrites. Anyway, what type of prophet are you? I hope it is not the heed the end times one." says Jason with a little hestation.
"That is all true. Each pokemon is put into an egg group which shows, like you say, whish pokemon can have young. I think all pokemon should settle down and have a family, no matter how good they are for battle. It is just nature. Pokemin are like us in many ways. We should treat them more like how we treat each other."
Jason whips out his book, writes something and packs it away " Sorry. We know much but at the same token, we know nothing. Thank you for enlightening. Now let's see. How well do you know breeding?"
Jason snickers. "Well, Each pokemon has a favored taste. For example, my Celebi like sweet things, thus I give her fruit covered in honey. Healthy and nutritious."
"Great. What Zoology topic do you like?" says Jason as he smiles at his companion's enthusiasm.
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