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Skateboarding Partying in Illinois U.S.A.; With my cold blooded Court Ranger virtue being a Poland Kawaler Royalist I gained Brown Spotted Pit Viper soulmate against fake sovereign Role-Players.
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Skateboarding Partying in Illinois U.S.A.; With my cold blooded Court Ranger virtue being a Poland Kawaler Royalist I gained Brown Spotted Pit Viper soulmate against fake sovereign Role-Players.
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I am a 7 of Spades; Today's my birthday. I was born in Poland, 1992, on February 5th. My ARENA Extremist is my own comic version of me, so being from Chicago I'll make our fights RANKED.
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At my wedding I need to prove virtue is not only a regal word by chopping through a lit black candle with a knightly\rangerly longsword.
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I believe my Barbarian Kingdom, Poland, started with snake-bodied swords before smithing the iron straight.
I left the Warpaths, Pathfinders, Trailblazers, Hunters, Guardians and other types of Rangers evaluating offense against the Reavians that Scamp away from Highlander, perhaps to attain Skull King; Which I imagine my warriors inevitably turned against me, so I slayed them, never being an understatement. With having that I'd return to my family a Master Swordsman, and perhaps attain Warchief or Prince if it was even easier than that.
There were students that tried to behave retardedly, but not as masterful a quittance like the queers. They had become Dopes when they couldn't forestall independently anymore, and may of even tried to become pedophile instead of perverse so as to not be singled out by fledgelings. Being young they had compromised being Peace-Keepers to be Opponents. But they had to delve into dispersing, but in secrecy so as to quit animalsoulmate like Ranger or Tyrant, secrecy used to gain trusting influence to further those skills. "Fledgeling" happened to vs them, to avenge the regular student life style, but also with hopes of the natural peace keeping of Forest Ranger. I don't know how many Fledgelings happen, but should it's assumed should they party to long without the adequate amount of action there's a protocol command override for their reserve virtue; Date the popular girl, and use "Republican" like a "Renegade" to disperse enemies from foe. I did it, and it scared 1 retard into joining the U.S.A. Air Force. So, I found my reserve mind and studied animals, until I proclaimed vsing "Reavers" the college way, with even found favorite animal, made animalsoul, and tattooed inevitably on my back - because I'm getting mighty. But it wasn't to fight the Fledgelings and their wayfaring, I just think it was a rumor and not gossip, so I took the infamy upon myself to keep myself cold-blooded and bask in the warmth of being primeval, reptantly.
And because of my lowest tier of Nobleman virtue being a Swordsman Magister colloquial of Carnivals during the bueauractic mandate for atleast vsing Justiciars\Dictators for practice that they were snuffing out virtue and nobility like nihilists, by avoiding separatist/insurrectionist that year (forsaking themselves further) I romantic... Er... God but not with Jesus Christ is my religious virtue I succeed. If that's what Arbiter means, then Fledgeling has burgled me.
It began in my apartment complex when I was 4 years old, I came from an apartment complex with a kid bicycle gang, of maybe 8 members, that tried to wear matching blue jean vests. They were like ages 8 or something, as I was 4. I remember the parties from my apartment complex, and those parties tried to involve themselves into abdicating onto us younger fellows because we were no longer outside playing normally, and with that it gradually dissipated from adult perspectives, but 1 particular group of older boys were that bicycle gang. They tried to include themselves into my life because of my sister, but I never joined them. They got me into their apartment complex, but I already had been through complexes by being extreme with basic gossipers. These boys never tried to gain me though, they tried to bother me instead - they switched being interested of my sister to thieving specifically that 1 time they got me into their complex. Other boys and girls were gossiping about other boys and girls, which I didn't really like I had to compensate being extreme because I needed to become a Leader, Guardian, or at least an Avenger to properly know how to not have it succumb me as a spectrum. And I never told people about them, too, probably because I did feel compelled being respected of the gossipees, so I must of just tried to rival myself. And a valiance of virtue was happening before even school. The Army was respected by me, and purged guile away from me in place of peerness because I had used my valiance to say I respect the Army when a boy brought it up amongst other boys and me by chance but the other boys hadn't said a word, and the rank Petty Officer Grade 3 also existed specifically within the parties themself. Later in life, as I will express, I regained my knowledge through virtue and attempted to avenge myself. Before my family moved out of the apartment complex I had learned of AIM and animal roleplaying, too.
Over the course of my life the animal roleplaying has been a real quest to accomplish. From adventuring the countryside I've come across Gals that tried to invoke me with a Soulmate Rival to get me to say a familier animal at them, probably to encourage myself for the better of socialism. I did not, though. I rather liked the pragmaticism of never seeing the Phillipine Cobra on the turf, and acknowledge I wasn't amusing myself either, but was actually intrigued to become that tough myself, but as my own animal. At the time I didn't have an animal in mind, I just kept from being uncouth and was gaining proper kid in the U.S.A.
Also within the countryside are the boys opposite of me, but not not of similar virtue. They are known as Reavers. They don't have the Gal Animal Soulmate carnival of trust, humbleness, and unbashful. The Reavians wouldn't admit it but they come from a Raider virtue, not a Champion virtue. My virtue inevitably I learned was to attain the Highlander accomplishment. It occurs in a variety of types, from Black Wolves, to Stags. The Reavians sometimes make Forest Ranger a vice if "Raider" is comprehended by which. I valued the Ranger diligence throughout my schooling so when I began to work actual jobs I inevitably attempted the way a Raider pretends to like Forest Ranging, far as I know, to not be uncouth. There's only 1 Forest Ranger college in the entire United States of America. But Forestry Degrees do exist at other colleges, so it's quite true that they may of been raiding my values, indubitably, to pretend to be reavian. While pursuing that intrigue I was studying animals and created my animalsoul, having forgotten to try during my partying, to rival spirituality and accomplish, properly, vsing the raiders. Since now I've quit partying to get muscular like a Ranger, and settle down with a real testimony of my life. I had to make a restitution for that, and have accomplished it, many a so on this profile page. Now I'm going to say it straight for viper style - absolutely vindicating my Brown Spotted Pit Viper quest, without the vanity of my own peer pressure against things like mobster students, and/or the "lipstick city" rivalring of peer-pressure, or even the jostling of adversity. A Royalist's procession for soulmate, or however she agrees.
Kindergarten Music Class is where I had my first interaction, among many students, if I had made the intelligence score to have a favorite animal yet. I did not, but it was the teacher that asked us, so it wasn't a problem. And being of a Polish family, or it was that I was in the back of the class... I only watched as many students attempted peering each other through that. A series of brash indecisions happened when a student was indisctinct as to why it was their favorite animal, leading to a modesty that it could of been because that's what they looked like. That was deeply profound so much that several students tried to avenge the original student by acknowledging that they too were alike like their favorite animal, and may of changed it to it. Roleplaying as animals I believe came from this phenominon in the future, but I didn't get an invitation personally until 5th Grade - and infront of me, too! I didn't join in, I by then had enough fun and social experiences that I had no need to even invade it as a Foe Viper. But in general animals were everywhere. By 3rd Grade I specifically started a semblence of might, called "extreme", in gym class when the infamous cobras did the rumors into gossip and became actual friends. The Caspian, the Egyptian, and the Forest Cobra. All white girls, too. Krait Snakes, Bush Vipers, and many snakes began appealing to other students. When the Javan Spitting Cobra actually expressed needing the dexterity to be a rival to the 3 popular cobras, I had to avenge myself and begin being a rival so I could fall in love with an animalsoulmate in the future. My time had come unabashed since the apartments, and no vow needed, just gallantry to start. But like I said I comprehended it as "extreme" because I was going to need to fight both animal sexes eventually.. when nobility was obviously not a Role-Play an imperial fathomed I had learned to charm, and it got me to vs fem fatals, gangsters, and even the adults .. And I only knew of pyromania and skateboarding. Which sufficed, although occasionally the pyromania happened when replaced with theft. Must of been some Ranger compensation because I became a Burglar not a Thief. "Thieving" happened because whilst walking around to the lines for 1st Grade the students began to share hobbies. That stopped when the animals of other generations were at the lines, and Christianity became apparent, so it was first to attain "Bopper" skills to steadily acclaim the noble virtues to separate animal from other shield-of-arms prestiges, like if not wanting to be a Knight, or Paladin. I had learned the virtue of Prince through Thieves getting brave to want to challenge themself to steal a Princess' heart and chose not to explain myself about it so as to not lose Guardian disposition for Birthday Parties (which inadvertently taught my agility). But it was always them being accused of being a Thief in the portrayals and them just mightier than the Opposer, so "Thief" wasn't really explained to me, but it became inquistioned as wonderment by a portion of the school population, and I was smart enough to learn how to be a Leader type and ignore them as best I could instead of being thee Petty Thief.
During these moments I had also learned of the "Resistance". Due to the U.S. Army being a possibility, there seemed to be a flux of intentions of why to join a military, but respecting it was perfunctory to learning to avenge a Damsel. In that you needed to comprehend vsing the students feigning to be soldiers to steal your virtue and make garrisons, when the Damsel would prefer you to be an individual but not a weakling, all the same. That's when Privateering in school generally became rogue and "lipstick city" happened because the Duelists weren't as ready as a Girl was for Girl Scouts. And since it was unanimous that they were mammal animalsoulmates there came about a Resistance to the Resistance, as an actual Resistance, to equalize compatriotisms. But being so young it seemed like they were actually interested in being Rebels and Terrorists instead of Soldiers, and Troopers. Delinquents are infamised to the Resistance if they can believe in themselves to legasize it against the Reavians, that fought to just fought, and sustain Soulmate as a Party Animal Warrior and not a Party-Animal Hellion.
Around 2nd-3rd Grade I had earned quite enough experience to know I was going to get a chance to explain myself. From the field trips to the forests where most students comprehended heraldry was the way to be against spirituality, since it was created by students avoiding liking God like they could feign God was a spirit because they had a soul, specifically then. The best had quit to become Outlaws, because the spiritualists were acknowledged as trying to invade without want to be plagues, but felt ethnicity mattered enough, and through the attempts to be Outlaws they learned to fend off sociopaths. With having learned the proper respect to have delegations be accustomed at recess when gaining a mass of students playing by and by the Crusaders. It was very noble, I was going to become a Nobleman and defeat a hellraiser or other form of heretic from attaining zeal. I would of not joined the Crusaders, but become chaste as a Ranger; So I could learn how to placate the Harrowers from the Dandies. They were losing dignity to the integral diplomatic missions of others, and seemed safe when I was about, so maybe I could of accomplished Black Knight, too. But with the classroom beginning to get monarchial with noble peerages there wasn't an Arbiter to our classroom. Here I was preparing to say I was a Ranger, whilst wondering having the magister dexterity of a Leading-Carnival-Troupe-Swordsman because of how bureaucracy was trying to rival nobility, but I had not deserted that possibility and become the nobility of a Sellranger away from the harrowing Jesters. I'd steadily gain Court Ranger because the enemies of Christianity happened in forms of Alchemists and Viziers because we had no Justiciar, but we did get Duelists eventually reprimanding the classroom for edging the minorities into becoming Viziers and Alchemists (probably to get slain at recess by a Crusader if a Barbarian didn't do it). The Barbarian endeavor was real, but the people I saw that tried to rival it were people that hadn't made an effort like this profile page; Purging adversity from peer pressure. They would make Polish gangs, and fall in love, surely with Polish girls, too. The adversity of it is that they didn't, and that lost their chances of having an Animal Soul opposite of their mates. I had a family that partied, so I bided myself with competence (companion+prominence) to learn to find the correct Polish Lady, instead of having them be simply a girl, because I'm certain my family are fascist-communists. So, it wasn't until the age of 23 that I began making this restitution.
... But I was transferred to Special Education for not comprehending multiplication halfway through the year, but my diligence for Master Ranger; Knowing to study actual roleplaying, monarchy courtesies, and keep to the faith that the Ladies-In-Waiting-Consorts existed then, I comprehended avenging the Flower's of the Meadow, it was most likely the Ladies-of-the-Meadow instead, but being Special Education I needed to avenge myself from losing to her peer pressure by not acting pompous. These ladies didn't let Gymnastic girls converce them for peer pressure when on field trips with the minorities, when spirituality was condemning itself against Christianity. But because so, the Flowers that lead them in prominent virtue of friendships for the Gymnastic girls to join independently had fulfilled Lady if they wouldn't succeed as a Dame amongst the Party Animals, the Flowers refrained from becoming Naturalists thanks to their males being Animal Soulmates, so they created Brutes as a Guardian, and may have manipulated it for the benevelence ("benifit") of the Field Day being the Tournament for all students to do the same. Because gymnastic people seemed overbaring without practice, it seemed I would avenge my chances with a Polish Barbarian girl that had communioned that way to Lady instead of the Cheerleading way. The lasses I did see because I hadn't found a Polish girl in school by competence would fathom gaining tattoos of not an actual animal like the butterfly but of a abstract styling of one, like how barbarian fables can be presumed to ornate. They became naturalists, and learned to adhere to nature, in hopes of braving towards a Shield-Of-Arms of their own Heraldric design. Some perverse minorities that create "Shifters" in mock spiritual tribes against the Flowers and other Ladies-of-the-Meadow, relying on sparing "medjai" to be medians when they couldn't fathom explaining Gamma/Omnus shaman animal roleplay presences like shade, phantom, or like ghosts being assailant-spirits instead of queer companions, thus creating freaks out of the populace, tried using sea shells and other tropical identities to siphon them. The students that feigned being "Shifters" became moronic, and became monsterous-assailants for their Freaks, and with no correct way to virtue towards magistering nobility they eventually pose themselves as a gypsy covenant to lipstick city's Harlots.
The High Tiers of Party Animal affirmed their animal-soul and have been protecting their Princess. They partied and since Elementary School have fought as proof towards their virtues and proceed with that. The legacy of High Tier is that both sexes are of the same breed of animal-soul, and pure-blood status is to the exact same animal type of Soulmates.
The Medium Tiers of Party Animal have partied to study the gain of their attitude and virtue to affirm the quest for the future of defending a Princess to have their own be protected, as Party-Animal virtue goes, by not deflecting towards college soon; to master all the missing failures of that party success. Inevitably their fighting experience manifests through hostilities as planned, then they prestige towards their animal-soul to vindicate their Party-Animal principles, however honorably necessary. These I am believed to be the rivals to the Low Tiers only because the 'Flowers' of Elementary School, the Damsels that turned Maidens, through maleficence created "boyfriends" and dating to dare others against birthday people that wouldnt date them to attain pureblood status. The boys that didn't want to be Low Tier, but were/or had helped the Flower-Damsels sustain their virtue, created parties to uphold their own power that they earned through such. Not wanting to become a foe, or know how to succeed as a rival they formed or tried to replicate other peoples virtues to sustain themselves for the greater good of who they are- such as being a Lancer, Sellsword|ranger, Bachelor/Cavalier/Kawaler/Hidalgo, and make a visage all the same to challenge them championing for the Broker of the Flower's, vanguard garrisons/gendrys, or Bardic elite's principles.
The Low Tiers of Party Animal chose to fight initially, to better detect intruders, but also to manifest their pride quicker. They keep fighting towards their virtues Princess, then guard her lovingly, of course, when achieved. There're no bitches at the Low Tier, the virtue of soulmates is just where Low Tier starts.
I did comprehend a girls side, too: The having fun and bonding through sharing animal pictures, information, and general liking/loving animals - from baskets of kittens, to wolves frollicking. Were a boy to remember the girl specifically, as were the rules against the Resistance - to take an animal-girl to the dances only, if not seriously interested in falling in love with her, then he would avenge themselves both of the populace of Scouts and Ladies-in-waiting.
For Ladies-in-waiting then, perhaps she was sidelonged by student peer possibilities, and regarded the animalsoulmate well enough to be brash against them to have them achieve strong emotions to take them to a dance, creating brutes of the boys. So, that forced (challenger) animalsoulmates away from her, but all she needed was to return to animalsoulmate herself - so that'd be fighting out of that peer pressure.
Lastly there's the Princess that just decides to be an animal, and has to deflect/defeat/or disdain perverts to keep animalsoulmate. Quite possibly a high failure rate therein, whatwith Maidens abdicating themselves so they become the girl-type resistance: Hussie, Folly, Cootie, Floozy. - gaining a lipstick city Damsel rivalring instead of being a Fair Maiden, Lady, or Dame.
With there being a multitude of types of girls though, facading or feigning, amongst those types I am aware that when Middle School came that more girls had become eligible that weren't before, but they may have forsaked it for their facade/feign in the girls dressing room and felt it necessary to manifest it deeper for logical reasons. So, actual fighting is preferred than the gambit of mistress. There're also two female types that I saw, both are rather okay if you get to know them- but that's a femme fatale want anyways; There're girls that join the Resistance hoping to fulfill being Dog as adverse as the virtue can be for a Cheerleader being a 'Fairy Princess' Fox. It's possible that she's enough to unvirtue many girls from being Maiden, or many boys from infiltrating as a Pretender(Jock) and joining the Resistance. The other females were the Party-Animals, either avoiding Bitch alltogether and trying to attain friendship instead of "girlfriend"ship and succeeding to Lady-in-waiting (Maiden stuff) or Corsair, and there were the girls being in a relationship at the party of Party-Animals- learning to defend them both to progress through the Party-Animal parties, to continue against mongrel vanguards, earning the possibilities of fighting a Pretender.
That, for me, got to house parties, which could be rare to accomplish because the invitations are rather meager, and very liberal, because it's nobility is a spectrum of "lipstick city" for popularity to become virtuous. So, lots of ravers subliminated that because it's anticipated that the other party happens to be Pet Animal Soulmates. But that's just from Birthday Party 'jargon'. 'Slang' isn't 'jargon', though. It's a street-gang thing, but it's so others can learn bereft from. There's only two ways for Pet Animal Soulmates to be rivaled: One is inbred people; They'll try to steal the Pet's soulmate, or have their soulmate break up with them, through inside friend positions of usurpment vying for power because the other one rivalry is to get an actual Challenger, of non vassal proportions, to lose to the Pretender so they cannot become a Champion.
I happened to get into parties as a skateboarder, and kept from diminishing that honor, too. In which I made a purge of my ranking, because it's the noble thing to do. Because "Avenger" there was not "Guardian" because the initial Cheerleaders wanted, were refraining from joining to become snobs about pursuing partying into power without needing to go to college by not creating peers but keeping to an infamy for a legacy or they went to college and did that. And so I never saw any "Preps" at our parties, but we did get "Jocks" and "Studs". I cannot say ill about it, or I wouldn't have virtue. But I am not a Buccaneer, I will not help them to even Privateer. I went my way towards the Tournament when I began to work at 23, abandoning them to their drugs and booze. I am not an ally, it's just sometimes I have no quarrel with these minorities because I am mighty. They are more heretics than gypsies. Probably specifically forsaking the nobility of Bachelor preferring them as "Jocks" to hide as "Thugs".
I only got out fully in 5th Grade (I defended Black Knight virtue in that 5th Grade classroom, where as before in Elementary School I had only imagined Black Knight at recess) and 11th Grade. It was fair in elementary school, but in middle school special education demanded me to have a secularity to be fond of peers, but last I saw of them in elementary school they had gotten a petty-bitch to varment "fucking" in 3rd Grade Valentines Day. Which by middle school seemed that most males got defeated by that minority usurpment/separatism - some sort of heroism happened though to refrain the losers from gaining ground on the turf. They reconciled to keep popularity, and then the minorities had to actually vs those people having lost dictatorship dexterities from beauracracy. And that made the terra forming students rueful into gypsies too, avoiding merryment like nihilists and bitches. The Crusaderesses gained a good communion of friendship, but for all their ranks {like Proselytes, and Partisan} there was no Arbiter so the formation was ordaned by male Crusaders that needed Diplomats, and those Diplomats became Justiciars. I don't know if people studied for it but "Pagans" became the enemy, but as it was school with an athletics event styling per year to further our senses away of a mere lecturing, came a Tournament of Virtue (Bachelor in the U.S.A.) that vasseled for Prep to attain Diplomat, Ranger, and other goodly processions. When I prepared for the dressing rooms, it was the Pursuivants of Christianity that I saw keep "peer pressure" stagnant. Their pilgrimage against the "covenant" made them indomitable, thanks to them having been Initiates|Penitants. And that had reminded me I had still been a Nobleman. Within I tried to challenge a black kid, but he never came back so I just accepted a locker by the kids I beat up in elementary school, because it equaled out I thought to beating up the new perverts called Sportsters. It quainted me, so I became a defender of Geeks Chumps, Nerds Gamers, and Dopes.
I had some male Crusaders wonder if I was of a candidacy eventually, but I chose to say a low title to challenge them - I said Overlord - which had them just like it; I presumed my title Prince of Thieves wasn't affable, so I didn't choose a higher monarchial rank like Baron. But, as I was saying about the harrowers ("Pagans")... They had created "Skinners" idealisms, that created bane, when they had lost magnate oppinions harrowing away from vassals.
So, I kept my perseverance for my neighborhood instead of school. There they were benign about their principles, and it made me adventure away from them because they had no interests in being the Sportsters with Guardian Instincts, and since I had no reason to underlord it. Gradually my frontiering taught me trooper skills, medic bags, people consultational reprieves, endurance, and compassion. But the whole time I had a skateboard, so I imagined the idea of being a trooper, and more likely a Ranger just thinking it as a "trooper" to hypen my resolve for the Resistance until I prove it as an adult - going through forests naturally seeking up|down the hills, and the roves of groves, becoming resilient to the open sky and the plants shadows, earning a strafe I could use in a fight - but as a block instead of a scamper. My theory was that Ranger's would have apprentices, like Bowyers or Fletchers or maybe some lucky person became a Peace-Keeper from being a delinquent, the apprenticeship was Court Ranger material - and if not commisioned by a Noble to be a Royal Ranger of their own, which also is a Court Ranger, then the apprentices would become Full Ranger's. Gradually those Rangers become a Master Ranger, whose duty is to create a magisture of fortification which could result in a Ranger's Guild or Ranger Guilds got built as a first defense for aspiring kingdoms. Thieving kept me from Oafing into a Brute, instilling nobility in me to have a familial Guardian advantage, so when middle school adversity asked me about the Homecoming Dance I practicly said a name, and in a few days I recognized her and learned from her that I "should have taken [me]her". She was a girl the dandies/viziers were together to talk idly about "fucking" her, it's called "smut" inadvertently in Roleplaying they find to pretend to be a Devestation to trick themselves into comprehending Omnus atleast amongst spiritualities bitches when harrowing from Bards that quit the Flower (thus benigning themselves into becoming Brigands to vs us Barbarians), so I imagined her as a Lady-in-waiting because of gaming. But I didn't know how to proceed with making it more progressive than knowing I was gaining becoming an opponent for the early years of High School to like a pervert, or "Brigand"-wannabe.
It prepared me to rebel from a party rank I was earning beside the nobliary of Pet Animal Soulmates that ventured into contemporary parties. With having gone to a different High School than my sister I lost Guardian-Champion abilities and had to eradicate punk chaos to atleast know anarchic extremes. Like in middle school I got a pretty girl to tell me her breast size, to better being a Playmate. A boy that I last saw being that 3rd Grade monarchial diligence to respect the responsibility of acknowledging nobility isn't a Role-Play if you know it - the boy chose to deny his nobility and became a puppet comic for nto becoming nihilist about denying it when he got a popularity for having rued it like a Courtesan, which lost him Courtier, so he became a Corsair. He told me about her being fullfigured, and I saw it later that she was a girl-lass. Having missed acclimating peer pressure since then, but had years of my own to use for the Flower Tournament too, I let the girls lockerroom ennoble itself for ballrooms before I became an actual rival, with use of the hallways. Had she been a lass-girl instead, I'd of probably got principles normally, as I had yet to chat with the Lady-Consorts of my elementary schools virtue for popularity(before their Birthdays) - a girl-lass is more likely a Lass-In-Waiting to be a Lady, with all those Baronet(te)|Meadow rules. I suppose that would of been my 'Prince' moment, too, I now can think it as that - I'd of taken her to Prom in High School and learned what modesty was meant to mean by joking about getting laid by her, so I'd go to Poland for POP culture and join the Army, get a wife, self explanatory stuff. But I never hosted parties at my family house. It's not hard to make Brigands jealous, so should I have gotten into parties that merged with parties of a high closure I'd totally fight for a piece of the Commandery to thwart "Reaver" from them. Like "Renegade" with the Stoners - they totally treated every girl like a "gypsy" to let their queer sides playthrough to proving their meakness, to have perverse be their only show of might incase I was a "Brigand". So I used "Reaper" on them as a skateboarder until I felt they were ready to be slain by the hood of thievery. The Thief I was had never gotten caught so I had no intentions of sharing my virtues with Stoners if they were going to exceed the population of 5, and mine did downgrade to raver-Outcasts in High School, so still somewhere inside my soul not yet proven, but in a not forsaken reserve mentality state I rebelled against those Stoners. Took their safe-house, used their own gypsies to fear abdicating themselves anew, and before it went too long and the kid returned home I kept my rank and called it in to the kid's Hands, feigning friendship, and that purged the party - It got me my own commandry of "Commander-Lieutenant's", I didnt steer them probably having succeeeded in the revellrey of that Carnival-Swordsman magistrate, I wanted to opt out to fight as a skateboarder so I let myself bide with a "Squad Leader"-Type after revoking my presence from the Stoners, but the squad I kept of the gypsies were junkies not resistence plagues and so I didnt follow them to concerts. Whilst not to raid the popularity of the parties because I have no need to contempt my views of myself for the future of my successions I got to, I vipered my squad instead of leading a Providence of Gamers so I could skateboard without nuisances by accomplishing Extremist by Champion virtue; I claimed my turf and reclaimed my "Commander Grade 3" by purging "1st Lieutenant" from the new scene of skateboarding I had purged myself from a Gamer's safe-house that became gypsies. It may of been anarchic of me because they were part of the ravers, that had the outcasts, that befriended me at the local mall and simplified Highlander romances being Reaver/Ravager Resistance Nihilists that do so, but I prefer to think of them as the people that became gamers from a "medjai" disposition being gradual bitches of smokers. My attack on the squad in the early partying itself was meant to be an assault, but they didn't fight me back so I just let myself get crunk like that for many years. The finishing attack was nothing Captain like though, just perfectly orientated messages on facebook when the house parties got to fighting level, and then I deleted my facebook a few years later when no person was a Challenger about it. It like avenges the resistance virtue of elementary school U.S.A. Army Party-Animal peering.
As it were, I was just bonding with girls when what changed was there were Harlot-Hunters amongst shade-hunter people, too, that quit to suffice as perverts, and the Flower girl didn't become a cheerleader - having her boys quit on her to be Bards, which gave a rise in goons quitting being a Castle Guard/Lancer and merely were just dating girls like they were carnival prizes- but it was the Harlot-Hunters emo-style of Boppers that kept the love harmonic to be valiant, and not the gooks that benigned into comedians from bode-bandit "shifter" to a girlslocker room queer. I separate blonde girls with naturally whiteish hair around here, fore I needed a Princess vice from the girls vsing "harem" by brainwashing themselves into becoming cooties against Harlot-Hunters by making sexual barrages on boys to not be a floozie. I never saw the Flower's original Prince, but Middle School had misfit Bards so I can imagine them as the brutes that happened to pretend to be the Flower's Earl to attain stuff like Brigand to help pretenders pretend to be Lancers so I could vs the Flower's virtue and progress to my own Prince for the sake of gaining special education classes (where Knight is a valuable diligence as an asset if solo) because it got rather easy in Middle School. My Lady went to a different High School, and so I never got to be that Overlord I mentioned earlier. I would of learned to not take her to the Prom Dance but instead focus on finding a Polish Lady, and make it as an Opponent.
I also did Polish Church Camp 6th Grade to 9th Grade. The Deacon was responsible with teaching us to colonize, but it took me a while to comprehend that because I was a default leader of my cabin. So, I lost archery practice for harrassment. I need to learn that fore I carried a girl across a gorge there. I've already learned swordsmanship, and am 49|60 Polish Kings from finishing my Polish monarchy study for Kawaler virtue, now that I'm doing adult life. Then it'll be geography, and I think since I found my animalsoul and did that Ranger restitution against reavers that I may try a higher college value for forestry. I'm not sure though, as it's a Polish husband thing, I believe certainly.
My family moved to the elementary neighborhood. I began at a different High School, but I wasn't preppy so it didn't matter to me which High School I ever went to. A single "Pretender" type of higher grade older student tried to oppose me in the gym locker room, whether to recruit me into his style or get beaten by me I have no idea as I wasn't yet prepared, or infamous. He insulted my name to get to that position, and so I just ignored him. After 9th Grade delinquency I got sent to a school in Aurora that paid delinquents to stay in school. I got a check every month for trying to learn to get back to High School's peer pressure. My mother got me to try a sport in 11th Grade, and with nothing else to join I did Indoor Track. I quit the practices, because. I would of graduated the same year as my peers but the extra year of schooling went into January for the DIPLOMA, so I graduated in 2011.
By now I also had a thing for motorxross motorcycles, but it isn't a hobby like skateboarding, or even thieving because I adversly kept getting invited to parties by the other skateboarders - Specifically to avenge girl cheerleaders, too! But they refrained from partying with us actually, so that night my thieving avenged us from thugmemberment - and we just partied with people that also didn't make Prep Contemporary, and were stuck with marijuana, so we just did beer rules with them for like 10 years as skateboarders. No violence, too, I was like the few that tried to fight to sustain the glory from becoming a virtue trap.
I usually just did the cafeteria, or basketball court room in the mornings, with the gym at lunch. I found a group of students that played "Call out!" there. (Make it in the basket and call someone out, should they block your shot that's that just keep playing on, should you get it in though they're out of the game until someone get's you out.) Until I got peer pressured by a kid from the middle school locker rooms to smoke marijuana. This kid I kneed in the stomach at elementary school recess lines. He crumbled crying, and I just went in with the rest of the students. I never got in trouble. At the time it was differentiating wild animal soulmates from pet animal soulmates, now that the roleplayers had matured to relent from being bitches, we began peer pressuring. He wasn't any person I was aware of, in fact he tried to nerve me to be gay by being obnoxious - and with him being close I turned to instinctively grab him by the shoulders and kneed him in the stomach. As for High School, well, I just found him at the cafeteria, and modestly acompanied him there. Seemed reasonable, what with the dandies/and vizierbitches naively bothered by girls that I shouldn't quit on my gymlocker room predation. Eventually I heard of where rogueish students went to smoke and so the area became a smoking location outside of school providence. An area I never saw the kid at, and eventually other skateboarders gathered to to smoke, too.
He brought me to a dark forest, before I found that smoke area, at night without telling me what we were going to do. He met a boy there, as I was a fellow. And the smoking solemnly happened, the boy got bored and thought about making a game of smoking by pounding the shoulder whilst we held the THC in our lungs, before exhaling smoke. I saw it as a form of Jock rivalry, and would of enjoyed it but the Dork said no and it didn't happen. It took a further 2-3 dates before I smoked correctly. The Dork was okay, the two of us were gaining Highlander esteems; Going to parties at a bluff, Gal parties (although when it comes to Gals wanting to be Girls there were some Gals that smoked and were invasive. I think they were rivalring "occultist", not naturalists, because I don't think a Gymnastic Gal would fell herself - I think they'd become Cooties or something, if at all by the by for 'Fairy Princess'. Such as for the Prom tiara.), gamer parties that raided courage, nightlife, but it gradually became boonieful. After the first time we got drunk with older people was with the 3rd groupy's brother's friends of our 4 boy group (I was 4th) the people were misfits thanks to booze, and it was making him skulk away from being a faggot. That 3rd Boy (the 2nd being a Birthday Boy who I too partied over at his Birthday in 1st Grade thanks to an invitation) lived in a section where he learned of guy parties, with me being a Thief we raided their pools for beer to keep our might positions amongst the parties. Before that, as I was saying, our first time getting drunk was playing a game of "Asshole": 1 Kingdom Playing Cards were drawn to every person playing at the party, and whoever had the highest card had to command a person lower than him to drink 1 entire beer and name them the "Asshole" of Mead. It became a resort of deserting himself from Stoners to Potheads which lost him his faggotry as a queer - so for me to better regard hippies I sabotaged his influence. He was on a fishing trip with his dad when I was sitting in an automobile with a skater and some other partiers. With no where to go I made my influence known to myself about all that and furthered being a Reptant Commandery Troop, but I didn't expect them to follow, I was just getting busy is all; I offered his house as we were wondering what to do driving about, and after slinking in through the window I opened the door for them - and held a 3 day|night party there. With my Polish skill I made it with a fat girl; I didn't bother with talking to her like she could of been a Gal of Lasses when I righteoused to my sexyness in the boy's room when the party vagranted away leaving the two of us, so I wouldn't actually care about her future like a Fledgeling, since if I really want the girl making a relationship with me I'd prefer her to be of atleast skateboard girl placatement, or it was that I just didn't give the bj enough time with it being a party I had a lapse of time to thwart hosting it as a Rogue, that I just took her onto that bed and pretended to make her to save face with my party Courtesans, they were rather intelligent and would totally barge into the room eventually. The next time I saw her was years later, she had lost the weight and was in peer bodice. Twice I was lost for a lapse of time there - the second moment was when the boy would return. So I abused my phone and faked being a friend to his gf. She came with the rest of the groupies and lost "hipposter"(she was 1 of those raving outcast wannabes), and I didn't speak over the partiers blaming me withas their gypsy stature I preferred to stand there a Shadow Ranger; Not letting them get to know me, as I'm sure only negatives is when a gypsy pretends to acknowledge their "goodness" to pretend to be a Median. After having mastered that Sellranger Skateboarder prestige to Pool King, hill delves, shredding, the girls mattered and the skateboarder battlemants to avenge girls communising to patronage to attain Lady got me an anarchic rank in Soulmate; I'd be fighting off other skateboarders indefinetly, but at least I wasn't a Sergeant Frat or something attemptee for "Scarecrow", I got Brown Spotted Pit Viper. They went through vsing people like "Thrashers" and "Boppers", that were trying to conform me into a soulmate like that so they would succeed against Harlots of Lipstick City. I didn't become a Resistance Rank and assemble gamestore girls after mosh pitting, I kept skateboard parties the norm ao I wouldn't boast/brag about making a reptant effort for Extremist, because the vagrants ployed help to ascertain being a gypsy from aspiring intruder queer possibilities I accomplished looking like I had attitude from merits, and that regardless of how carnivalist the stature of my rank grants me anonymity of my might being less than extreme and equalizing me as an Extreme Troop; The more I didn't talk the more I'd reflexively astonish, when I did talk I'd gain prowess towards being an Officer, and knowing it didnt matter because I could of said something at the start kept it all aligned that I was never less than an Officer. Because I skateboarded with other local skateboarders and I communed on the turf the ranking was for beer reasons, and the reasons for marijuana having an effect on party rank must of been they didn't know how to quit it and start over with a girl. I believe the rank is Commander Grade 3 for me; We would drive to other skateparks, and if we had beer with us, we would guard ourselves from indulging the Preps if we wanted to drink out in the open. I refrained from being a full LT to the initiative, fore I'm not their Vassal. I only saw 1 avengence my whole life - and that was me attempting to fight beside Sean Mara in the brawl he created. I was stopped by 1 of the other boys with us, and instead just watched the two rough it, until we decided to end the combat for both sides and walked away into the night. The closest thing beside that was when he, Sean, started another fight by calling a partier a "nigger" profusely - the squad hustled the black kid out the party house and their friends left, too, without a fuss. During that I was just watching and lit a cigarette whilst everyone else gawked. It was a rather dark living room, the walls were red and I felt I needed to meritously go for thee lighter moment. Eventually my house being to far away had me skateboarding back to how I perceived my intentions and partying stopped being random.
That did make me vs vagabonds, though. They were better to not be fought, so the adversity could make me virtuous, and have them not attain the vagabond Resistance legend the "Plague" because letting them become "Corsair" was Sword Hunter for me. I would of loved fighting a poser in need of a Pet Animal Soulmate Vanquisher, but mine were fake. I did complete my skateboarding promise though: I've been skateboarding for 17+ years. I learned to pump and ollie at the original burg, and a pop shove it at my Gfolks. I had the balance good and well, when the new burg came it had no sidewalks, and was infamously named "Sleepy Hollow" at that. Hills, hills, and great smooth ways all around; I met the 10th Grade skateboarders my 11th Grade year, having earned a return to the High School, and at the smoking area. These skateboarders and I complied turf together, with them I learned other tricks like the variel kickflip (mine's got to be a variel heelflip. The direction is correct as the varielkickflip, but I have a late flick. I do a pop shove it then kick out in the heelflip area of my board, instead of the kickflip area on the right side), 180s front|back side, half-cab's, reverts, powerslides, and learned intimate foot positions - I had to think within the shoe. With that tutelage, that I traded smoking marijuana for, I learned to apprehend the tricks I had almost missed because of these skateboarders on my turf and availed myself by learning how to 360 a 360. I made my pop shove it fakey, nollie, and "regular" so I could get my balance centered, as I said. Their games of SKATE didn't compromise me, and I didn't do stairs or gaps with them like a doofus. I kept my skateboarding and my marijuana in synch, which was a much better fortitude than that mooch's median friendships. The skatepark was created around 12th Grade. There I furthered my skateboarding to a freestyle and that's why I never accepted stairs, but did eventually try to be a Pool King type - but it was upslope, instead of dropping in on halfpipes. I still included new tricks like a 360/nollie 360 shove its, heelflip, small-spins and some other nollie/ollie tricks into SKATE but I prefered to birdslide, tailslides, wallslides, 50-50, disasters, boardslides, grinds, primos/primo-flips, stalling, riding down stairs/hubbas, and I landed a kickflip once (it was a straight toe flick). I also know moonwalk, cannonball, caveman, the boneless, manuals, and can jump stuff. I also learned the half-pipe, but I fractured my arm when I began to work correctly in 2020 going upslope to viper the halfpipes. So, I quit, I wasn't in it to be a friend, I was in it to be tougher - which is knowing frontside is my frontside, and backside is my backside, I don't diversify the stances nor do I think "SKATE" is a peer system, prefering the pool party but I only made urban. I skateboard with my right leg on the upside of the middle towards the viper tongue and bop with my left leg. There's no "goofy" just my stance being regular. When I'd practice skateboarding the other stance it's colloquially accepted as "switch". I'm building a skateboard throne now because I avenged defending my bravery, it is now a unanimous might, through Gleneagle Farm's, Illinois.
I found myself able to have a style towards flames and skulls, and tried not to wear shorts so as to succeed as a Barbaric Mercenary VIRTUE when I made money correctly to buy camoflouge cargo pants to exercize into being a man thanks to the memories I created before. As for later during skateboarding on a better regard my clothing had me ripping patronage status like brands off beanies/visored cuffless beanies, skinny pants instead of basic ripped jeans, hoodies thought as jackets, and medium sized shirts because I was endeavouring to get muscular someday, so I wanted to have a reminiscance that I was tall because I was being fit. I used an anarchy cotton wristband as an armband and that made me prevail towards sleevelessness - but not without the proper tattoo placements vectored from having T-shirts; DEATH is on my right forearm, and I have a SPADE symble on my left arms bicep, because I learned my Birthcard is the 7 of Spades. Other than my back, or tongue, the rest of my body won't be having tattoos. (Nor the tongue, I just like that possibilty of rogue, misfit, or anarchic privledge). The Brown Spotted Pit Viper is tattooed on my back. It's head and body arn't angled how I wanted them to be, so I'm going to not color the viper because it's not thee animal dipiction of me I found as my animalsoul. The tattooist even couldn't make it without shading in a base for his operations. I said just the viper - It'd be thrashing if I were to quit and just get it colored for the sake of other peoples peer pressure. It's 12 inches in diameter{?}. I'm going to get a tattoo colored over it's head and what pieces of the body is acceptable across. I said in elementary school I liked the color orange when favorite colors became sporadic, I said it to not forsake myself in the moment, so I may be going to glorify it into a visage on my back as a symbol I have for defeating Pet Animal Soulmates.
I also dated two Girls, 1 in 11th Grade and the other in 12th Grade. The first one had no class, she quit herself and became a lesbian. But I did learn that I don't do friends for real. She tried to have me secretly be a friend, but after she voiced it to sustain a placatement level amongst her friends I skateboarded away. I'm not going to get confused to be a Bopper. The other one I got randomly from smoking. I slithered into a private smoke area overlooking a bluff town and she was there with two of her friends. I offered the Damsel to walk with her through the night home, as a Protector, but her prettyness made us into a relationship after that night. We didn't last long, she was sexual, and I was partying. I could of thought to bring her to parties had I better experience than just walking her home probably because the first night she and I were making the relationship legit, but then she tried to suck my weiner - had it been normaly sexy I'd of enjoyed taking her to parties, but I not knowing how to deal about us comprehended it as frivolity, so ended it with the vixen.
With having not stayed at house parties to become a guardian of some sort, preferring to remember the adversity was an adventure and escaped from police to avenge my endurance beyond agility avenging my shadowing, my partying was skateboard style. But because of Infiltrators perusing the style to cheat being a rival, maybe against gamers, they would vilely support interest in stealing our girlfriends to attain "shade" and comeback with an Omnus-female leading him... Which would be rare to have the enemy of the Resistance\Plagues party as a warrior before being a hellraiser... He reminded me that his type of girl the STELLAR types; Twinkle, Starlight, Solar, Solarflare, Supernova. And of the LUNAR types; Astral, Nebula, Cosmos, Universe, and Galaxy, that are the gypsy females specifically against omnus-male "skinners" are most likely hiding h.i.v. from cheerleaders, being possibly poes, wisps, or other kinds of spirits because out here the stellar and lunar types are against medjai against the Playground-Ladies|Ladies-of-the-Meadow that don't have house party Maidens but instead safe-houses of omnuses to forsake themselves at pretending they're witches because they'd believe a Fairy, whether 'Fair' Maiden or 'Fair Lady', Princess couldn't exist without them themself rivaling Gentlemen as damnations abided by "sirens" of a millenial, (since they'd rather misinterpret history, and the current age about animalsoul tattoos deeming Soulmates) by going to school games and festivities\or they quit that to learn to be evil to have one of the Roman centurion types fuck them into being an 'Athenian Archon' so they can make 'Oracle' for an 'Omnus'. Perhaps they partied, too. The skateboarders primarily partied together, of the escorts that brought me to parties they weren't ampy or hyped really. Which made it obvious I should beat down the drug-dealers inevitably because I wanted the parties to be righteous and virtuous but instead they all just drank and smoked for no reason, which made me fight my own team (separate from the skateboarders, but for 1 of them) occasionally for reknown amongst them incase they were varments and telling those Brokers - in which I'd fight then for Champion, and That is what keeps me capable of having this treasury-restitution - that I can be a Sellsword Host. My team disbanded before I was 23, and then I began to have a real job, and got away from skateboarding for highlander jobs. I created testimonials on this profile to get to a restitution to correctly deduce how to proceed with my partying, and since it's roleplaying here I had to purge the retrospect compatriotism "Plagues" having learned being familial animals, and avenged my animal to be roleplayed solo for prospering monogamy. Keeping the "Shifters" bitches in my mind, because they ain't a Fledgeling but the rival "queers" (because homosexuals wouldn't know the integrity to acknowledge the pride). They reason that we the people of a Country are so inferior that we'd believe we were surrounded by intruders automatically. They deem themself the intruder, hoping to usurp the Nationality of the real world as bitches. Because peer pressure is too much for them. Marijuana had infilitrated the schools because of them, and parties were made to not abide the skullduggery of it being profused that bitches were sexually attracted to boys for touching us at field trips for spirituality, instead of the romanticly attracted soulmates stuff that Valentine's Day beseeches- which is partly why I made those Party Animal Soulmate rules above. Every party I went to smoked, and smoked, and smoked, and eventually the better parties - if you got to these you were vsing the queers faggots, and stoners - learned to be a vanguard, against centurions probably, but a vanguard of virtue for nobilitys sake. Beer does get abused by Reavians though to raid the smokers. The smokers shunned themself into helping marijuana be prosperous for lies of peace, because of those reavians.
Beer, became beer pong, chugging, beer bongs, vodka and the upheaval of the integrity of liking girls, by not downgrading to some "paramour" or "debonair" but battling the reavians that support blue wolf as a means of escape from being such a man as that - mighty.
I kept my thievery virtue into nobility, and vs the upstarts now. I will not commune for Rallier, or Captain, but uphold the chivalry of proving quitting is a party too. Ranks are the opponents against those beer bastards that are doing it just to unrival competition, because they have no integrity about it - they're jealious of the actual vanguard and would think they've lost "Highlander" or "Lowlander" and try to revive the Reavers.
So, as it goes, for the Ranger of vanguards, proving their integrity towards the future so vanguards don't lose hope to a centurion and think they should make a "Republic" with the Reavians, I have tattooed my animalsoul, through serious studying (and the beginning of my working years to surmount towards college if wanted, too), the Brown Spotted Pit Viper onto my back. And for what it's worth my High School mascot is a Charger.
Some parties I was a challenger, but no blood, no pain. As the parties gradually lost the hype and reconciled as a younger generation I almost had a Birthday Party chance to be a Champion. It was a skateboarders Birthday Party, and some of his contemporaries, whom I stole from because skateboarding was a free-for-all, got nervous and beckoned the party to go outside. That boy and I looked into each others eyes and I guessed a party arena, so for the Ranger nobility I learned in special education, being that they're not girls, I made certain to be the last to exit, but instead of entering like a Champion for all to memorize, I quit the party out the front door and walked home. Those boys never partied with the skateboarders again, too. They failed "Poser" and so never got to "Pretender" from Harrower... Having no virtue to avenge Pet Animal Soulmates like the Flower's Castle Guard, or a Gendry for a Vanguard's Garrison.
Many parties later, and the disbandment of my own contemporaries, I, thanks to skateboarding having a skatepark and with the move back to the old Burg, got brought to my last party. That boy from my 9th Grade gym locker room experience was hosting it at his parents house. I still don't ever know his name. In all my parties I never kept peoples names - I didn't want a Pet Animal Soulmate to keep to using a word like "bitch" like a vagrant. I tried to even thwart facebook's chancillory of nobliary proportions "vanguard" with a play-by-play of Challanger to get Reaper, but they all failed as "chumps" so I deleted my facebook a few years later for my threatening, but basic, challenges to of been read {I also included telling what viziers I had acclimated from middle school for playing Halo 1 and 2 system link|runescape pursuing the dandies they had also there that I am not their friend, and not the dandies that were their friends - because bitches like that don't matter. They couldn't make scum/scuff to deny them having an "envoy" "emmisary=emir" of the bode-bandits. It avenges my Lady from Homecoming Dance}. The party was going on well, I almost even got intruder but the host (after locking me out the back; I didn't humiliate myself with a bellow. I was plussed and returned in through their open "party" entrances) wasn't muscular, so absolved to forsaking that didn't bother to hone his Hosting into a Leader of a Vanguard but instead I defeated the vagrant with my mere presence. His counterparts got mad at one of the skateboarders I was there with, so much so they made a legion to go after him. I tried to dismay them from proceeding, but they were vehement. I still tried to block them within the door frame to the front yard, where my contemporary was prepared to get into a automobile and leave, but my special education opponent virtue for the Flower finally ceded, and I didn't brashly attack the warning-chokehold - letting the vanguard pass. Unadvantageous now, I chose to go around the house from the back, a shadow reflex from my experience as a Burglar, when I got to the front the fight had been quit and I forestalled leaving on the side of the house until I did with all my original skateboarders. Every skateboarder quit the party, the last the host personally by the hems of their jacket tossed them out the front door. He was the new guy, and he found the party, and he was also our driver. Very interesting, too, that I didn't party with him until I moved back into the old Burg. We'd skateboard the night to keep to the crunk system of merit.
With that my skateboarding parties were done. I still had to defend my honor in the Burg, because they didn't know the precedence I earned, and so I subdued them with a K.N.D. 1st LT jostle. Although, in the absence of parties I seculared the misfit contemporary skateboarding rival the chumps (to young to be my generations peer pressure, so they can be thought as dudes/dudettes. "chump" is a mockery of their potential to become that animal with thumbs. That's what the Pet Animal Soulmate Soulmates can figure out - but fear using it) forlorned into a band of gambits, too. After jail I was purged of that immaturity, and didn't make them a real band of thieves. Instead I prestiged for High School Stud, as the 1st Opponent of Dundee-Crown High School playing for Highlander against whatever virtue of a resistance they could make, aside their gambits. Which I also personally excommunicated - right as I was Challenging the facebook population.
During that I had moved back to my original Burg with my family. In the same house. In it was my sister and her boyfriend. She didn't make it to nobility, she feigned a Prude integrity with her looks and a boy impregnated her. They tried to survive in the house a year before the other house foreclosed and we moved back in. She harvested the neighbors to save grace. It's very Girl-Next-Door with the daycare having been here since the beginning, when the Burg had finished being built. My High School's town disignation "Carpentersville" has it as part of it's turf now, too. It sends students to other High Schools, not mine, though. But the Burg is not "Carpentersville" it's "Gleneagle Farm". Sure is nice be able to use both for mail.
My sister must of told the bicycle gang about where we lived, because the boy whose bicycle I placated from the apartments eventually found the Burg with a gang of about 9 bicyclists. They came for me specifically, as I semi-jogged my distance from them. I was amused that so many had come, but with it being a new Burg my instincts told me to endure it, so I didn't let them get close to me. They cruised their distance for 2-3 blocks like that with me. I lured them into a cul-de-sac and then got off the street behind the houses, and began to flank when some girl from the cul-de-sac saw them, and I could hear her say to them to stop following me. I never saw them again. They must of tried to actually "dragoon" me, but I never thought I was with them so naturally I kept my distance.
I dated a sister of my sister's settlement, and exacted rivalry against the code of sibling rivalry for a permanent challenge, because she'd be of equal status to her popularity and once before in this Burg when the daycare was assembling a Neighborhoodmy sister told people a random rumor about me, and I was with her that day, otherwise I doubt it'd of reached me because the parents of the house, too, gave me grimaces. She made the daycare wench quit the South of the Burg. She stuck to my block in the North. I never figured out the rumor, nor has any person ever told me. I've just been mightier than them by default, and made sure to keep it that way. But there was a bastard in the south South that liked the rumor and stayed in contact with them in the North, probably because the mentallyretarded guy that was also there as a Groom to a family in the north, across the street from my house, had her and him a chance for the daycare to represent respecting retards had something to do with it. Some parties call this type of hussie a crackwhore.
This girl I dated lost Pet Animalsoulmate, and my sister lost Animalsoulmate-In-Heat. Afterwhich I peace-keeped to the Gambits to not be friends with the Polish boy that was a brother to a sister my sister buddied when we lived here originally. It'd be my turf, and I have no interests in sidelonging to be a Polish Scamp that uses adversity to not be a Soulmate, but also to exemplify to myself where my might has gotten me from Sleepy Hollow.
I even fought a dad, that I like to play-wright as an Andal, because that's my American upbringing from the apartment complex. To fight Reavers, and through school I learned to have them become bereft around me in the need to heroicly defeat them, too. He must of snooped with the Pet Animal Soulmate's mom, and her neighbor friend is a daycare neighbor so it only makes sense because they're not pretty, but he also completely stopped being involved in the neighborhood after I gave him his beating. Perhaps he made that plan himself. My police calls shut down every attempt he's made to be a "Scarecrow" hiding from "Reaver". I could shut down his independence day. I now know how to properly say to the police "I read that you need to be pyrocertified to use fireworks, I don't think the guy in my neighborhood is. Please do something about it." but I'm hesitating because I have such a high evaluation of partying from a fledgeling incurment. But I have to to not be a "faggot". As it's the only nobility the U.S.A. kept to the new world; The Forest Ranger. They made the duelist virtue of Bachelor a President. So, by that means "Capitalism" are the students neglecting to be truthful by facading insidiousness with going to college from the brainwash of 12 years of school, to reprimand themself at a party that they're Beggars, instead of Peasents. So, for republican reasons Prep isn't democratic. I called the police the day before shutting down their fireworks with what I said above, but today 7/4/2022 it rained on him making me miss the call.
With all these experiences I also vs 1 of my earliest birthday party boys, the halfbrother of my generation you'll read about inevitably better than me just saying that I occasionally played with him, but from the day I moved into the burg and found a playset in the backyard of someones house - getting them to come out to me, he barely existed as a friend, and instead I somehow got stuck being competent with his younger halfbrothers, and after making thievery known to them I escaped their dungeoneering efforts to recruit me from video game consoles to be uncouth. I introduced them to RuneScape when I found it, and they gradually got pressured by their parents to try and dismay me from playing it with them when I did- probably because I was virtueous and it made them jealous that I was getting attitude to defend it, naturally into a might sense - whereas their whole family played baseball, and were uncouth specifically to hold bitch. When I began skateboarding they development hadn't evolved to golden retriever, and so no longer were variable to have as friends. I had thought they went to my sister's High School, but my intelligence reserve found that they went to the chump High School that these chumps I jostle are from. I have it said in my k.N.D. section who they are, but I haven't explained what their sister tried chumply for herself on me, too. After the gambits I enterred this safe-house, now that the Polish boy tried to shun me for dating the popular girl... In a Burg he never leaves, too, so I prestige for Stud, having told him I wasn't his friend, and stopped jogging in that direction because I was just doing so to get close to him to say that. The gambits partied like Harlot-Hunters and even had a comedian duo getting crunk. It was nice to see a relationship of queers that weren't "shifters" - but would they go to each other naked around a bonfire to test "shifter" romances that they werent queers? I can't even think it. I practiced quelling the parties here that needed to bide to smoke together because they couldn't sustain buying the marijuana itself - they had to quit peer pressure and trap themselves into the cesspool of it. They did it their senior year of High School, probably appealing to their gambits to quit skateboarding to become raiders Chumps. Enjoying the easyness it was to gain Highlander from Stud I knew enterring the safe-house would be the "Bard Fight" that I can purge being a Champion, and hold for Extremist virtues of Soulmate, instead. I played music in their house on tablets, while biding intelligence to know how to pursue Guardian for this household. They couldn't compliment my getting muscular within their advocacy to party. And tried to recruit me like bandits, but bandits afraid of their power - since they're all bastards. Something I forgot about until I became a Foe to them.
They tried to recruit me like bandits which comes in two ways: The outlaw types but I got experience to deny them me and would fight like a Reaper of Burglory if so, and so it must of been the type people forsake - that they were varments and were trying to ridicule themself hoping I'd not know and succumb to their "peer pressure" to their side - I am not "uncouth", though. I abandonded them and began my course of actions to prevail for myself, no longer persevering. Painted my room, adorned posters on 1 wall entirely, bought some flags for the other wall, Billiards felted the ceiling (but not before collecting all the balls 1 month at a time and in order, too and renounced my video game consoles to exercize the mornings correctly (but it took a manifestation, the tattoo had to happen specifically when I created the thought). Studying the monarchial history of life into today's existance for Bachelors happened, which has me found Kawaler of the Kingdom of Poland, I am a Kawaler of the Kingdom of Poland. And ordained visages of my virtues while making a manifestation treasury or whatever it's called presiding my journalling of it all -like a Landed Knight is suppossed to. Even prepared to enter the only Ranger Academy in the entire United States of America, but I was nonplussed about it so it was just a corricullum to attain proper education for the Forestry Associates Degree. I did though get accepted into Elgin Community College.
I was inadvertently bothered by my sisters scamp, so I took the "parephernellia" as he called it - my smoking peace bowl, pipe, chilllium, and bubbler and stashed them at the bastard "safehouse" 5 houses up the street, With their knowledge of them being there. This scamp I allowed to have my xbox in the teenage neighborhood whence he became my sisters primary bf. He took it and all my games, though. I didn't blurt a bellow about it, keeping my stealth to become an opponent and have that itself rejuvinate anything I've defaulted in the past - by not being that quit gangster queer type whacko/abomination because it was "peer pressure", or whatever those bitches think I think of them going through the gayness of communism thanks to the minorities of popularity.
I didn't get to be an opponent for the next of her bf's, he happened to stay with her and make a child - removing her from my nobility for he's not Polish. So, this time he'd be around my family because of my sister, and quite possibly that 1 time at my cousins when I was getting to the family car he was a bit plussed about the situation and happened to be a nonexistantial Grooming-Gendry - which he thwarted when at that moment he said to me, in a form of banditry, "I did drugs, shrooms, and smoke too" to me to supercede my sister or something in the family, there was no need for that - but he did, and from that moment on I had an intruder in my midst. Which was going well for me, because I'm a pureblood - I'll fight my dad and uncles all the way to the bone to keep my precedence, and create a heir of my own with my own family.
So, to not give him room within my actual family home I stashed those smoking things over there. When I had returned for them I had fought my sisters bf, and my dad made him scamper away from our home ever after, a pitty I was hoping to break more of his nose and attain a higher status of Reaper than just Guardian. I'm first opponent in my family, you see.
Those bastards smashed those smoking ornaments, except for the pipe, and the bowl was missing too. I placed the fractures pieces into my hand, walked out their garage to their front door, fore they hadn't known I was there yet, and rang their doorbell. The youngest opened the door, and I placed the fractured pieces into his hand and told him to tell his brother "I know." That was my beginning to targeting them. I returned later that day and there they were, there was no difference to me if they had known I thought them as anything other than brothers, because they're all bastards. (The Half-Brother, my age, comes from the dad and a dead mom. The new mom had 4 boys from a failed relationship join those two. And these parents created 1 girl, and the youngest, a boy, too.) But I can suspect that they had created charisma with my return, like I was dumber than them actually, which means they're uncouth. They tried to recruit me the way I said before. I left and messaged them some months later from some work experience, because I wanted to regain the virtue of might I was attaining in my peer pressuring, so I began a valiance for my own resistance virtue for the K.N.D!
But, because I learned adversaries in a lot of spectrums, like skateboarding, partying, I went to facebook.com and made an identical message to them, and the 3 parents "Fuck you heretic this is my turf." If they were going to keep that charisma into a personality I needed to make the pride that they forsake, and I added a "fuck you" so they'd comprehend it as bad, and not think they had their own turf, too. I know they talk to one another in that house, it should be a stable gambit.
And whilst I was messaging them I saw something abominable about them... the oldest of those 4 I said above happens to have just abdominal muscles. No pecs. Like he's been trying to suck his own penis. Of all those "knuckleheads" and "damnations" this is some sort of mutant. Their sister, thanks to me dating that girl tried to be assertive of her reputation, since they're bastards - she's a little Cooty Sweet Thing. I was entering playing with some tactical The Misfits clothing, having earned it as a skateboarder from not being fascist, and trying to feel the mercenary might the "Titans" of emos wouldn't be able to fathom. Flipping through hundreds of music on their touchscreen tablets biding for compliance got her to enjoy searching for them on the very tablets herself, one day I entered to see it. After that happened the banditual cruitment by her brothers. She still had a plan of her own, I like to think anyways, when some other day she was out raking leaves with her hair dyed "screamo" perfect blonde, and was wearing a metal shirt, too. She waved to me obnoxiously, but meritously like she was used to her skill that way as I was driving by. Wanting to be a rival, I ended her innocence, with a spectrum kiss blown at her. She got bashful and immediately quit to look down, but eventually got 1 eye to look back up at me. The next day her hair was back to timber wolf brown, but without the beauty she played with before the screamo blonde. She has a black camoflauge bikini, and the girl also had the nerve to ignore her mother's conversation some years later as I walked by their house to attempt the Cooty Sweet Thing I said she is. "I like the wolf" she managed to say at me. I didn't say a thing, you know me, I'm a Viper. I kept walking and never even looked at her. I guess that "Slut's" are lipstick city stuff meaning they aint "sluts" until always acknowledged as such, so she must be preparing as one - and with these Chumps she'd make a gambit like a "dweeb" to be a shallow country beatnic incase she'd gets fought by hicks, intending to hold peer pressure amongst "shifters". But with me going Stud I had practiced noise complaints on the Chumps, to prepare myself to fight whatever "Champion" they'd get to sustain it being a system, anyways. Which got sentries away from my Burg, now they're in a scramble to keep pretending who they were before starting senior year. The girl I dated, and what friends she had In-Waiting, have moved to an apartment I think. And who I dated has grown her red hair to her tailbone, too.
When younger here there was 1 or 2 blames the police said I committed, and I didn't, but because I didn't I didn't try to defend myself, choosing to listen to the police officer entirely befoure I make my Court Ranger judgement. Once the police officer didn't say what for, he was just instantly blaming me. That was the time I didn't get afronted, I had no desire to be a Guardian of the Burg, I was going for Hero. I was also like 6. The other time they said I got out a marble maze toy from the Burg Park. It had 3 marbles with 6 holes, 3 in center 3 on the edges. It was drilled in with stakes that had no flattops to remove them, and the plastic itself was color coated to match the park, so I wouldn't of had the idea to even kick/or bash the thing out from it's 2nd floor height. It was overlooking the Park by the slides. To not hurt myself I'd of needed to have it fall off - that'd make noise, no matter what I did to get it off. And if I were to have it fall inwards, which was impossible because it was like 12ft up and in a corner of blue metal rung-guards, I'd of had to been smart to have it fall inward by use of a saw upwards, which is dangerous- but nothing should penetrate the plastic. The metal rungs were enough to discern an attempt to stab, or drill a hole to then saw upwards.... But no saw is worth that effort. I wish I could blame some delinquents I rivaled here (at the Park a lone blue vest and his buddy encouraged me to fight another boy at the park, and only because I knew the boy already I instinctually chose to fight him for extra might that I just was gaining by being proud to have been venturing outside doing things by my self. It was terrible. All I did was clench his hair with both my fists and tried to drag him nearer to me, but being tall it was just pulled down or something. I suppose it could of been acknowledging arms length to hold him by 1 arm and punch his face in with the other.) but it's just not possible I think to have gotten away with it like it was a crime.
Maybe the police just did that.
The maze was gone from the park when I went there. Now that I think about it, it probably got vandalled, and maybe had my name on it from that - so I got blamed. . . But I like thinking it was the bastards more than the wiley kids from the cul-de-sac because they're younger than me.
The best thing about it all is, that bowl of mine that was stolen extra by them. If it was stolen, why would they steal it to abandon their garage? The parties arn't as open as before, but it's a family of 10 or something - the other bastards party inside now, because of the girl. That bowl I can only think that they stole it to offer it to some person, or because they'd wuss out for bragging about having gotten it but they wouldn't try and sell it - and selling it to a regular store clerk is availing me, so they became even less people just from that 1 move. They should of just smashed it like the other glass peace smokers. They're dumb. I just need to do a "noise-complaint" and I win. Because in my party existence recruitment is a weakness - you can get a vanguard of hooligans if you recruit, but I think the parties I had done were the republic virtue hooligans feign - so best to be an opponent, naturally. Since, well, by my experience, everybody is a bitch. If my Fledgeling calculations are correct|wrong... if they dont fight me physically after the noise complaint then it doesn't matter anymore, because the Chumps for having tried it at a senior take hold the esteem of playing better than them. Or something like that, I don't really care, I fight great. I want the battle royal. Be the Master Archer Champion Hero that really starts a Tournament. But that's just a guess. After I had dated the popular girl I had to establish it as my own choosing to do so to make "Champion" the word "Hero" because I pledged alliegence to the Flag, and Flag's I see as a Kingdom nobility. I went to her bestfriend's moms house, that was not a gypsy like her mother being friends with the daycare madam. But she was. When the Burg had school starting for me, before she had children, she came to the bus stop like a Lass. She didn't become anything noble with the adults after she had children, I think she just spied. After I dated that girl I went to her house specifically to include her as a gypsy amongst the neighborhood I'm defeating. I told her something about needing to get to their daughters High School to make a true love's kiss to the black camoflouge bikini girl, She sent the message to their house, and they themself called the police against me. She's a spy. And now I can focus on resisting the neighborhood, by liking those that they refrain from partying with, but party their own existance amongst the gypsies. And using the noisecomplaints I could practice on them, on the chumps, with astute skills, all the way to Highlander.
Now that I have uncouthed my comprehension of what the "President" is I'm just going to let your imaginations wonder instead just how much better I could vs Outlaws, since I've done some barbaric ancestry. I didn't search for the Barbarian Invasions that vs'd the Romans, first. I chose to look for my Country's specific Barbarian heritage, because I am a Dabrowski. But I did create a magistration of internet links, and fulfilled purging my restitution of my Kawaler nobility, to be separate from any arbitration, if at all I should find a resurfacing of why, for my virtue. Because I don't know what Aristocrat is, but my mother aside my father has a fascist demeanor, so I could only think to magister myself, so as to not be a feign being a bitch.. or something, I don't know I'm not fascist. It's a Poland magistrate, too, fore I did not Paladin it. Today, 07/23/2022, I find on the internet link en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Migration_Period, which was titled "Barbarian Invasions". Today I see the general years they started; 375 (possibly as early as 300) to 568.
I got as far as the year 500, and then around 800 Poland became known everywhere. At the year 990 the Kingdom of Poland became Christian.
I imagine the Romans couldn't slay us Barbarian types, and so tried to lure us away from our lands, only to be thwarted that we don't need to just follow the Romans, whether it was to enslave us to kill us to make it entertaining battling Barbarians (being that they weren't Barbarian) or to have us become stupid and forfeit our nobility by accepting being a part of their Republic if that didn't happen. So, inevitably our pride became Kingdoms. But through Christianity, as it was happening everywhere reprievely to end being thought as Pagans by their empire, and instill traditional proof of loyalty to God, by being better humans. My Kingdom, actually wasn't fighting the Romans to begin with, but were brave enough to be there for the beginning of King Charlegmaign getting to be the Holy Roman Empire movement because Catholic feared dying with the Romans- and then my King returned to Poland and rivaled empires, with more fortitude.
The possiblity of Gentleman amongst the variety of losers, virtuing to have gained me to the Party, to refrain from "frinedship", rivaled my own soul. So, whether I wanted to be a Champion or Avenger I don't know, I was thieving the whole time and I became a Burglar. I think I must of wanted my childhood virtue of Ranger, but partying gives a virtue of Prince, so I got lost not getting muscular with adult virtues, trying to avenge my childhood virtue. 7ish fights later my soul affirmed I had achieved Party-Animal to quit burgling, and them.
So, Playmate is the real situation of school, but Companion was needed to process to mightily gain that responsibility. And I virtuously made a restitution as a Party Animal, because I could of done the whole Polish Prom Dance by going to school sport events, and then there I'd start to seek a Polish Lady amongst the Cheerleaders, and reap. My sister took me to some, and some parties. I could comprehend that it was for her own responsibilties, and that she was aimless, so it was for reprimanding her reputation to try and alter it, away from my presence. The last moment I effectively found how to properly steal without it involving attention like next to a person, which I learned once before in elementary school exiting school. That time I was mature enough to have it be acknowledged in a familial progress, and used it back within the game system played within the middle school she had taken me to watch that time, and inevitably I used it overall to placate me as a rival in the system to become a general Challenger, although I may of also been thinking it as "agility" or another word I never expected to succeed, like "adept". With it involving me to manage my abilities by not quitting school I thought it had only adverse personality effects, and since I remember my elementary school effort as my whole reputation being my soul's presence of peer pressure, I didn't need to brag about my skills like they were dexteries. I'm to smart to delve further than that, because I did get my might through fighting, and prestige for Ranger virtue did exist too, to try and purge me avenging myself, with avenging my nobility... Confusing, but with this whole profile made it's just me rattifying this thought now - and completing it with "That's the reason why I didn't go to college and become a Challenger to minorities that wanted to be devestations, because their romance was considered neglected as a minority without a collegiate effort to keep their peer pressure." Because I feel like they weren't trying to advocate that, they just had gone through an entire life of school, of adversity. Whereas I had to not be an opponent to all, but the nobility I was gaining presence to formally defeat was nonexistantial, because they seriously wanted "Damsel" as a virtue, or something... So, it must of been that the only things that existed against that was the American apathy to sustain the virtue of adult - but adult isn't muscular, that's just an adolesceant grown up. A Man is muscular, but a woman would do better to try and become a Lady to keep her youth virtuously throughout her life, instead of getting muscular. So, growing up, with the adversity gradually lessening from "boyfriend" with each girl at a party being new, and taking the lazy route of not having virtue was a negative aptitude to create, themself away ... I don't know. But, after getting an automobile I saw my life sped forward away from beating down safe-houses of condescending smokers, to avenge Maidens, to where I am amid my peer pressure of Nobleman, where the Damsel doesn't matter as they'd be all Ladies, now. Since, Damsels deal against women, having them deal against bitches isn't conceivable to me, as parties were simple to comprehend it's rumbunctiony - because that was a certain to be happening, could of been all that I could of thought about parties pragmaticly, since I was adolesceant and not thinking teenager, which could of been delinquent, so when I was delinquent - which was near buddies, I was being tacturn. But since bitches are damsels, because it wasn't a Birthday Party, I avenged myself enough as a delinquent to conquer peer pressure. So, now that I'm exercizing, getting muscular, I got all this virtue that is just for me, so I'm nobilizing it because it'd take to long to just think it as a "adulthood", I got my life that I only know about, and I'm having fun specifically now to measure it, but I didn't measure it before, I was just being competent, and it was working better as fun than adversity was near me.
So, you gypsy consortium... It's time to burn the Death-Knights, flame magocracies in an infernal pyro mania, and sink my fangs into any celestial that thinks siren or feary is an escape for evanescence! And, if you think I've left you out, you're mistaken, Lames - for the treason of feigning to be a "brother\sister" because of racial/ethnical discretion inpart by a heretic or other heretical words like "medjai", "lesbian", or like "centurion", I Kawaler Sebastian Dabrowski, declare war!. My ARENA character awaits you: roleplayerguild.com/topics/78452-aren….
I got all my virtue out into a restitution, but no longer want to be adverse to this website. It was good of me to unravel my mind to get my turf romances, animal, superhero, black knight, I even have been flying around like a space pirate in here. Ban me, I'll use the website as a reference, but I loath the lurking feeling. Which is from not having roleplayed enough, but I don't want to condescend into Sergeant roleplays, or other gambits.
Serpent Society, indeeds, indubitably - they were everywhere. If it weren't for Heroes Chicago would of been another planet. I liked it, but to stay a burglar I'd need to support Heroes for the greater good of my monetary adventures... Anarchic is orange.
I came over a log, and was about to step into the stream but I couldn't make a move any longer, in front of me were two snake warriors mating in the grass. A Bushmaster and a Bush Viper. I opened my fire of my left's T-SMG at them - I hadn't yet mated, if any person should be mating with the Bush Viper it better be me on my path. She was even peachy.
My assault alerted other Serpents about me. I stood in a stream with enemies blood waking by my tail-boots, silent. I went forward, because I'm Burg Viper. Forward, with 1 T-SMG in my left hand and 1 in my right. I stepped on their skulls; Now that they're dead it's not necessary to call them "heads".
I've watched the film Knightriders, and always hope to see a motorxross cycle survive a badlands scene - but with me driving it. I like other motorcycles, but only in the sense that they'd be used in a motorcycle jousting tournament.
My driver got into a forest preserve, slowed, and parked. A button transformed her side of the closed automobile into a throne-opening. She walked down from her mantle, took a good look at me there by the jacuzzi among Thompson Submachine Guns, sitting with my sabers sheathed on my back on the last step to the jacuzzi. She was a yellow and blue Dragonfly. He wings fluttered into existance from behind her, she hovered and zaned over to me, landed nimbly some feet away, and when her wings stalled, showing their transparency, the blonde thanked me.
I stood up, saying as I took steps toward her "No thanks or welcomes are needed. I got in, you got out, Pretty." I stopped a foot away, turned and off the sideseat over the automobile's frame stepped out of the the convertable limousine, landing on the turf.
"I'm a Hero, I wanted to. *By the sound of her voice she turned her face towards my scales* I am the Yellow-Winged Darter Dragonfly, and the name's Meadow Dragonfly."
I said primevally "I'm the Brown Spotted Pit Viper Burg Viper, a Burglar." I slithered away.
I was getting shot at, but their aim was terrible. I thought they were shooting the street, too. I pressed for the moonroof to slide open. it not only slid open, but opened so much the back seats folded in, and maneuvered to have a jacuzzi begin, when the back-roof comparted itself.
I had careening steps to the jacuzzi, walked up them from the middle, and shot my Thompson SMG over the jacuzzi at a force of motorcycling Monkies. I got some dead, but they had superior weapons so I couldn't focus on them all - they shot a Rocket Propelled Grenade at my limousine but it flew over it and devestated the wall, catastrophicly it tried to collapse on the motorcyclists, but they evaded it. Again they shot a RPG at the automobile, veering pass me to the street ahead. My driver stepped on the gas peddle and we vectored through the damage, skidding onto the belly of the limousine at the otherside, and bumping forward after it. That caused the SMGs to huddle about me, I commandanted another and so I shot two Thompson SMGs at my foes. I sprayed apart, and brought them together to a bar. That got the monkies.
We exited the building, without a sight of them, too. I did see some escape inevitably, but we were long gone by then. They didn't pursue, they must of been just meddling with their dire strait.
I moved with the majority of the crowd, slithering through the mobs going to fight. I managed to get into a limousine, for practicality sake so as to not go through jostling, and become a 'rogue' amongst them.
There're many Thompson Submachine Gun ammo cannisters on the floor, and a Thompson Submachine Gun laying upto the seat. Many were empty, and many were not, I attached one to the SMG and turned the safety off, hoping that was enough. A person got into the limousine, and after a few seconds of rummaging, started up the enginge. We drove out.
Now I'm ready. I declared war as a Kawaler, shitface, on my profile. I've gone through enough restitution to have them saved, printed, and other noble methods for myself. How to petty, how to petty, I accomplished never being a bub. And unlike "Knights" of the Internet that have a longsword against people, as you see I have a Polish saber.
Your condescending pride has you fucked, there is no adversity on the Internet, just bitches like you lost to power, and no noble virtue about it, of course, just vagrant dictatorship. I've gotten Bureaucrat on Fandom Wiki's I know what I said, and for what it's worth 80 Key to the Wiki Badges.
I also have learned that I am missing some words after an initial comma, but that's fine. I learned it's not spam, you people just live in a wretch of a life, a life called "can't".
I believe my Barbarian Kingdom, Poland, started with snake-bodied swords before smithing the iron straight.
I left the Warpaths, Pathfinders, Trailblazers, Hunters, Guardians and other types of Rangers evaluating offense against the Reavians that Scamp away from Highlander, perhaps to attain Skull King; Which I imagine my warriors inevitably turned against me, so I slayed them, never being an understatement. With having that I'd return to my family a Master Swordsman, and perhaps attain Warchief or Prince if it was even easier than that.
[hider=Reptant.]There were students that tried to behave retardedly, but not as masterful a quittance like the queers. They had become Dopes when they couldn't forestall independently anymore, and may of even tried to become pedophile instead of perverse so as to not be singled out by fledgelings. Being young they had compromised being Peace-Keepers to be Opponents. But they had to delve into dispersing, but in secrecy so as to quit animalsoulmate like Ranger or Tyrant, secrecy used to gain trusting influence to further those skills. "Fledgeling" happened to vs them, to avenge the regular student life style, but also with hopes of the natural peace keeping of Forest Ranger. I don't know how many Fledgelings happen, but should it's assumed should they party to long without the adequate amount of action there's a protocol command override for their reserve virtue; Date the popular girl, and use "Republican" like a "Renegade" to disperse enemies from foe. I did it, and it scared 1 retard into joining the U.S.A. Air Force. So, I found my reserve mind and studied animals, until I proclaimed vsing "Reavers" the college way, with even found favorite animal, made animalsoul, and tattooed inevitably on my back - because I'm getting mighty. But it wasn't to fight the Fledgelings and their wayfaring, I just think it was a rumor and not gossip, so I took the infamy upon myself to keep myself cold-blooded and bask in the warmth of being primeval, reptantly.
And because of my lowest tier of Nobleman virtue being a Swordsman Magister colloquial of Carnivals during the bueauractic mandate for atleast vsing Justiciars\Dictators for practice that they were snuffing out virtue and nobility like nihilists, by avoiding separatist/insurrectionist that year (forsaking themselves further) I romantic... Er... God but not with Jesus Christ is my religious virtue I succeed. If that's what Arbiter means, then Fledgeling has burgled me.
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[color=f6d992]It began in my apartment complex when I was 4 years old, I came from an apartment complex with a kid bicycle gang, of maybe 8 members, that tried to wear matching blue jean vests. They were like ages 8 or something, as I was 4. I remember the parties from my apartment complex, and those parties tried to involve themselves into abdicating onto us younger fellows because we were no longer outside playing normally, and with that it gradually dissipated from adult perspectives, but 1 particular group of older boys were that bicycle gang. They tried to include themselves into my life because of my sister, but I never joined them. They got me into their apartment complex, but I already had been through complexes by being extreme with basic gossipers. These boys never tried to gain me though, they tried to bother me instead - they switched being interested of my sister to thieving specifically that 1 time they got me into their complex. Other boys and girls were gossiping about other boys and girls, which I didn't really like I had to compensate being extreme because I needed to become a Leader, Guardian, or at least an Avenger to properly know how to not have it succumb me as a spectrum. And I never told people about them, too, probably because I did feel compelled being respected of the gossipees, so I must of just tried to rival myself. And a valiance of virtue was happening before even school. The Army was respected by me, and purged guile away from me in place of peerness because I had used my valiance to say I respect the Army when a boy brought it up amongst other boys and me by chance but the other boys hadn't said a word, and the rank Petty Officer Grade 3 also existed specifically within the parties themself. Later in life, as I will express, I regained my knowledge through virtue and attempted to avenge myself. Before my family moved out of the apartment complex I had learned of AIM and animal roleplaying, too.
Over the course of my life the animal roleplaying has been a real quest to accomplish. From adventuring the countryside I've come across Gals that tried to invoke me with a Soulmate Rival to get me to say a familier animal at them, probably to encourage myself for the better of socialism. I did not, though. I rather liked the pragmaticism of never seeing the Phillipine Cobra on the turf, and acknowledge I wasn't amusing myself either, but was actually intrigued to become that tough myself, but as my own animal. At the time I didn't have an animal in mind, I just kept from being uncouth and was gaining proper kid in the U.S.A.
Also within the countryside are the boys opposite of me, but not not of similar virtue. They are known as Reavers. They don't have the Gal Animal Soulmate carnival of trust, humbleness, and unbashful. The Reavians wouldn't admit it but they come from a Raider virtue, not a Champion virtue. My virtue inevitably I learned was to attain the Highlander accomplishment. It occurs in a variety of types, from Black Wolves, to Stags. The Reavians sometimes make Forest Ranger a vice if "Raider" is comprehended by which. I valued the Ranger diligence throughout my schooling so when I began to work actual jobs I inevitably attempted the way a Raider pretends to like Forest Ranging, far as I know, to not be uncouth. There's only 1 Forest Ranger college in the entire United States of America. But Forestry Degrees do exist at other colleges, so it's quite true that they may of been raiding my values, indubitably, to pretend to be reavian. While pursuing that intrigue I was studying animals and created my animalsoul, having forgotten to try during my partying, to rival spirituality and accomplish, properly, vsing the raiders. Since now I've quit partying to get muscular like a Ranger, and settle down with a real testimony of my life. I had to make a restitution for that, and have accomplished it, many a so on this profile page. Now I'm going to say it straight for viper style - absolutely vindicating my Brown Spotted Pit Viper quest, without the vanity of my own peer pressure against things like mobster students, and/or the "lipstick city" rivalring of peer-pressure, or even the jostling of adversity. A Royalist's procession for soulmate, or however she agrees.[/color]
[color=f6d992]Kindergarten Music Class is where I had my first interaction, among many students, if I had made the intelligence score to have a favorite animal yet. I did not, but it was the teacher that asked us, so it wasn't a problem. And being of a Polish family, or it was that I was in the back of the class... I only watched as many students attempted peering each other through that. A series of brash indecisions happened when a student was indisctinct as to why it was their favorite animal, leading to a modesty that it could of been because that's what they looked like. That was deeply profound so much that several students tried to avenge the original student by acknowledging that they too were alike like their favorite animal, and may of changed it to it. Roleplaying as animals I believe came from this phenominon in the future, but I didn't get an invitation personally until 5th Grade - and infront of me, too! I didn't join in, I by then had enough fun and social experiences that I had no need to even invade it as a Foe Viper. But in general animals were everywhere. By 3rd Grade I specifically started a semblence of might, called "extreme", in gym class when the infamous cobras did the rumors into gossip and became actual friends. The Caspian, the Egyptian, and the Forest Cobra. All white girls, too. Krait Snakes, Bush Vipers, and many snakes began appealing to other students. When the Javan Spitting Cobra actually expressed needing the dexterity to be a rival to the 3 popular cobras, I had to avenge myself and begin being a rival so I could fall in love with an animalsoulmate in the future. My time had come unabashed since the apartments, and no vow needed, just gallantry to start. But like I said I comprehended it as "extreme" because I was going to need to fight both animal sexes eventually.. when nobility was obviously not a Role-Play an imperial fathomed I had learned to charm, and it got me to vs fem fatals, gangsters, and even the adults .. And I only knew of pyromania and skateboarding. Which sufficed, although occasionally the pyromania happened when replaced with theft. Must of been some Ranger compensation because I became a Burglar not a Thief. "Thieving" happened because whilst walking around to the lines for 1st Grade the students began to share hobbies. That stopped when the animals of other generations were at the lines, and Christianity became apparent, so it was first to attain "Bopper" skills to steadily acclaim the noble virtues to separate animal from other shield-of-arms prestiges, like if not wanting to be a Knight, or Paladin. I had learned the virtue of Prince through Thieves getting brave to want to challenge themself to steal a Princess' heart and chose not to explain myself about it so as to not lose Guardian disposition for Birthday Parties (which inadvertently taught my agility). But it was always them being accused of being a Thief in the portrayals and them just mightier than the Opposer, so "Thief" wasn't really explained to me, but it became inquistioned as wonderment by a portion of the school population, and I was smart enough to learn how to be a Leader type and ignore them as best I could instead of being thee Petty Thief.
During these moments I had also learned of the "Resistance". Due to the U.S. Army being a possibility, there seemed to be a flux of intentions of why to join a military, but respecting it was perfunctory to learning to avenge a Damsel. In that you needed to comprehend vsing the students feigning to be soldiers to steal your virtue and make garrisons, when the Damsel would prefer you to be an individual but not a weakling, all the same. That's when Privateering in school generally became rogue and "lipstick city" happened because the Duelists weren't as ready as a Girl was for Girl Scouts. And since it was unanimous that they were mammal animalsoulmates there came about a Resistance to the Resistance, as an actual Resistance, to equalize compatriotisms. But being so young it seemed like they were actually interested in being Rebels and Terrorists instead of Soldiers, and Troopers. Delinquents are infamised to the Resistance if they can believe in themselves to legasize it against the Reavians, that fought to just fought, and sustain Soulmate as a Party Animal Warrior and not a Party-Animal Hellion.
Around 2nd-3rd Grade I had earned quite enough experience to know I was going to get a chance to explain myself. From the field trips to the forests where most students comprehended heraldry was the way to be against spirituality, since it was created by students avoiding liking God like they could feign God was a spirit because they had a soul, specifically then. The best had quit to become Outlaws, because the spiritualists were acknowledged as trying to invade without want to be plagues, but felt ethnicity mattered enough, and through the attempts to be Outlaws they learned to fend off sociopaths. With having learned the proper respect to have delegations be accustomed at recess when gaining a mass of students playing by and by the Crusaders. It was very noble, I was going to become a Nobleman and defeat a hellraiser or other form of heretic from attaining zeal. I would of not joined the Crusaders, but become chaste as a Ranger; So I could learn how to placate the Harrowers from the Dandies. They were losing dignity to the integral diplomatic missions of others, and seemed safe when I was about, so maybe I could of accomplished Black Knight, too. But with the classroom beginning to get monarchial with noble peerages there wasn't an Arbiter to our classroom. Here I was preparing to say I was a Ranger, whilst wondering having the magister dexterity of a Leading-Carnival-Troupe-Swordsman because of how bureaucracy was trying to rival nobility, but I had not deserted that possibility and become the nobility of a Sellranger away from the harrowing Jesters. I'd steadily gain Court Ranger because the enemies of Christianity happened in forms of Alchemists and Viziers because we had no Justiciar, but we did get Duelists eventually reprimanding the classroom for edging the minorities into becoming Viziers and Alchemists (probably to get slain at recess by a Crusader if a Barbarian didn't do it). The Barbarian endeavor was real, but the people I saw that tried to rival it were people that hadn't made an effort like this profile page; Purging adversity from peer pressure. They would make Polish gangs, and fall in love, surely with Polish girls, too. The adversity of it is that they didn't, and that lost their chances of having an Animal Soul opposite of their mates. I had a family that partied, so I bided myself with competence (companion+prominence) to learn to find the correct Polish Lady, instead of having them be simply a girl, because I'm certain my family are fascist-communists. So, it wasn't until the age of 23 that I began making this restitution.
... But I was transferred to Special Education for not comprehending multiplication halfway through the year, but my diligence for Master Ranger; Knowing to study actual roleplaying, monarchy courtesies, and keep to the faith that the Ladies-In-Waiting-Consorts existed then, I comprehended avenging the Flower's of the Meadow, it was most likely the Ladies-of-the-Meadow instead, but being Special Education I needed to avenge myself from losing to her peer pressure by not acting pompous. These ladies didn't let Gymnastic girls converce them for peer pressure when on field trips with the minorities, when spirituality was condemning itself against Christianity. But because so, the Flowers that lead them in prominent virtue of friendships for the Gymnastic girls to join independently had fulfilled Lady if they wouldn't succeed as a Dame amongst the Party Animals, the Flowers refrained from becoming Naturalists thanks to their males being Animal Soulmates, so they created Brutes as a Guardian, and may have manipulated it for the benevelence ("benifit") of the Field Day being the Tournament for all students to do the same. Because gymnastic people seemed overbaring without practice, it seemed I would avenge my chances with a Polish Barbarian girl that had communioned that way to Lady instead of the Cheerleading way. The lasses I did see because I hadn't found a Polish girl in school by competence would fathom gaining tattoos of not an actual animal like the butterfly but of a abstract styling of one, like how barbarian fables can be presumed to ornate. They became naturalists, and learned to adhere to nature, in hopes of braving towards a Shield-Of-Arms of their own Heraldric design. Some perverse minorities that create "Shifters" in mock spiritual tribes against the Flowers and other Ladies-of-the-Meadow, relying on sparing "medjai" to be medians when they couldn't fathom explaining Gamma/Omnus shaman animal roleplay presences like shade, phantom, or like ghosts being assailant-spirits instead of queer companions, thus creating freaks out of the populace, tried using sea shells and other tropical identities to siphon them. The students that feigned being "Shifters" became moronic, and became monsterous-assailants for their Freaks, and with no correct way to virtue towards magistering nobility they eventually pose themselves as a gypsy covenant to lipstick city's Harlots.
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[color=71318d]The High Tiers of Party Animal affirmed their animal-soul and have been protecting their Princess. They partied and since Elementary School have fought as proof towards their virtues and proceed with that. The legacy of High Tier is that both sexes are of the same breed of animal-soul, and pure-blood status is to the exact same animal type of Soulmates.
The Medium Tiers of Party Animal have partied to study the gain of their attitude and virtue to affirm the quest for the future of defending a Princess to have their own be protected, as Party-Animal virtue goes, by not deflecting towards college soon; to master all the missing failures of that party success. Inevitably their fighting experience manifests through hostilities as planned, then they prestige towards their animal-soul to vindicate their Party-Animal principles, however honorably necessary. These I am believed to be the rivals to the Low Tiers only because the 'Flowers' of Elementary School, the Damsels that turned Maidens, through maleficence created "boyfriends" and dating to dare others against birthday people that wouldnt date them to attain pureblood status. The boys that didn't want to be Low Tier, but were/or had helped the Flower-Damsels sustain their virtue, created parties to uphold their own power that they earned through such. Not wanting to become a foe, or know how to succeed as a rival they formed or tried to replicate other peoples virtues to sustain themselves for the greater good of who they are- such as being a Lancer, Sellsword|ranger, Bachelor/Cavalier/Kawaler/Hidalgo, and make a visage all the same to challenge them championing for the Broker of the Flower's, vanguard garrisons/gendrys, or Bardic elite's principles.
The Low Tiers of Party Animal chose to fight initially, to better detect intruders, but also to manifest their pride quicker. They keep fighting towards their virtues Princess, then guard her lovingly, of course, when achieved. There're no bitches at the Low Tier, the virtue of soulmates is just where Low Tier starts.
I did comprehend a girls side, too: The having fun and bonding through sharing animal pictures, information, and general liking/loving animals - from baskets of kittens, to wolves frollicking. Were a boy to remember the girl specifically, as were the rules against the Resistance - to take an animal-girl to the dances only, if not seriously interested in falling in love with her, then he would avenge themselves both of the populace of Scouts and Ladies-in-waiting.
For Ladies-in-waiting then, perhaps she was sidelonged by student peer possibilities, and regarded the animalsoulmate well enough to be brash against them to have them achieve strong emotions to take them to a dance, creating brutes of the boys. So, that forced (challenger) animalsoulmates away from her, but all she needed was to return to animalsoulmate herself - so that'd be fighting out of that peer pressure.
Lastly there's the Princess that just decides to be an animal, and has to deflect/defeat/or disdain perverts to keep animalsoulmate. Quite possibly a high failure rate therein, whatwith Maidens abdicating themselves so they become the girl-type resistance: Hussie, Folly, Cootie, Floozy. - gaining a lipstick city Damsel rivalring instead of being a Fair Maiden, Lady, or Dame.
With there being a multitude of types of girls though, facading or feigning, amongst those types I am aware that when Middle School came that more girls had become eligible that weren't before, but they may have forsaked it for their facade/feign in the girls dressing room and felt it necessary to manifest it deeper for logical reasons. So, actual fighting is preferred than the gambit of mistress. There're also two female types that I saw, both are rather okay if you get to know them- but that's a femme fatale want anyways; There're girls that join the Resistance hoping to fulfill being Dog as adverse as the virtue can be for a Cheerleader being a 'Fairy Princess' Fox. It's possible that she's enough to unvirtue many girls from being Maiden, or many boys from infiltrating as a Pretender(Jock) and joining the Resistance. The other females were the Party-Animals, either avoiding Bitch alltogether and trying to attain friendship instead of "girlfriend"ship and succeeding to Lady-in-waiting (Maiden stuff) or Corsair, and there were the girls being in a relationship at the party of Party-Animals- learning to defend them both to progress through the Party-Animal parties, to continue against mongrel vanguards, earning the possibilities of fighting a Pretender.
That, for me, got to house parties, which could be rare to accomplish because the invitations are rather meager, and very liberal, because it's nobility is a spectrum of "lipstick city" for popularity to become virtuous. So, lots of ravers subliminated that because it's anticipated that the other party happens to be Pet Animal Soulmates. But that's just from Birthday Party 'jargon'. 'Slang' isn't 'jargon', though. It's a street-gang thing, but it's so others can learn bereft from. There's only two ways for Pet Animal Soulmates to be rivaled: One is inbred people; They'll try to steal the Pet's soulmate, or have their soulmate break up with them, through inside friend positions of usurpment vying for power because the other one rivalry is to get an actual Challenger, of non vassal proportions, to lose to the Pretender so they cannot become a Champion.[/color]
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I happened to get into parties as a skateboarder, and kept from diminishing that honor, too. In which I made a purge of my ranking, because it's the noble thing to do. Because "Avenger" there was not "Guardian" because the initial Cheerleaders wanted, were refraining from joining to become snobs about pursuing partying into power without needing to go to college by not creating peers but keeping to an infamy for a legacy or they went to college and did that. And so I never saw any "Preps" at our parties, but we did get "Jocks" and "Studs". I cannot say ill about it, or I wouldn't have virtue. But I am not a Buccaneer, I will not help them to even Privateer. I went my way towards the Tournament when I began to work at 23, abandoning them to their drugs and booze. I am not an ally, it's just sometimes I have no quarrel with these minorities because I am mighty. They are more heretics than gypsies. Probably specifically forsaking the nobility of Bachelor preferring them as "Jocks" to hide as "Thugs".
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[color=58a92e]I only got out fully in 5th Grade (I defended Black Knight virtue in that 5th Grade classroom, where as before in Elementary School I had only imagined Black Knight at recess) and 11th Grade. It was fair in elementary school, but in middle school special education demanded me to have a secularity to be fond of peers, but last I saw of them in elementary school they had gotten a petty-bitch to varment "fucking" in 3rd Grade Valentines Day. Which by middle school seemed that most males got defeated by that minority usurpment/separatism - some sort of heroism happened though to refrain the losers from gaining ground on the turf. They reconciled to keep popularity, and then the minorities had to actually vs those people having lost dictatorship dexterities from beauracracy. And that made the terra forming students rueful into gypsies too, avoiding merryment like nihilists and bitches. The Crusaderesses gained a good communion of friendship, but for all their ranks {like Proselytes, and Partisan} there was no Arbiter so the formation was ordaned by male Crusaders that needed Diplomats, and those Diplomats became Justiciars. I don't know if people studied for it but "Pagans" became the enemy, but as it was school with an athletics event styling per year to further our senses away of a mere lecturing, came a Tournament of Virtue (Bachelor in the U.S.A.) that vasseled for Prep to attain Diplomat, Ranger, and other goodly processions. When I prepared for the dressing rooms, it was the Pursuivants of Christianity that I saw keep "peer pressure" stagnant. Their pilgrimage against the "covenant" made them indomitable, thanks to them having been Initiates|Penitants. And that had reminded me I had still been a Nobleman. Within I tried to challenge a black kid, but he never came back so I just accepted a locker by the kids I beat up in elementary school, because it equaled out I thought to beating up the new perverts called Sportsters. It quainted me, so I became a defender of [s]Geeks[/s] Chumps, [s]Nerds[/s] Gamers, and Dopes.
I had some male Crusaders wonder if I was of a candidacy eventually, but I chose to say a low title to challenge them - I said Overlord - which had them just like it; I presumed my title Prince of Thieves wasn't affable, so I didn't choose a higher monarchial rank like Baron. But, as I was saying about the harrowers ("Pagans")... They had created "Skinners" idealisms, that created bane, when they had lost magnate oppinions harrowing away from vassals.
So, I kept my perseverance for my neighborhood instead of school. There they were benign about their principles, and it made me adventure away from them because they had no interests in being the Sportsters with Guardian Instincts, and since I had no reason to underlord it. Gradually my frontiering taught me trooper skills, medic bags, people consultational reprieves, endurance, and compassion. But the whole time I had a skateboard, so I imagined the idea of being a trooper, and more likely a Ranger just thinking it as a "trooper" to hypen my resolve for the Resistance until I prove it as an adult - going through forests naturally seeking up|down the hills, and the roves of groves, becoming resilient to the open sky and the plants shadows, earning a strafe I could use in a fight - but as a block instead of a scamper. My theory was that Ranger's would have apprentices, like Bowyers or Fletchers or maybe some lucky person became a Peace-Keeper from being a delinquent, the apprenticeship was Court Ranger material - and if not commisioned by a Noble to be a Royal Ranger of their own, which also is a Court Ranger, then the apprentices would become Full Ranger's. Gradually those Rangers become a Master Ranger, whose duty is to create a magisture of fortification which could result in a Ranger's Guild or Ranger Guilds got built as a first defense for aspiring kingdoms. Thieving kept me from Oafing into a Brute, instilling nobility in me to have a familial Guardian advantage, so when middle school adversity asked me about the Homecoming Dance I practicly said a name, and in a few days I recognized her and learned from her that I "should have taken [me]her". She was a girl the dandies/viziers were together to talk idly about "fucking" her, it's called "smut" inadvertently in Roleplaying they find to pretend to be a Devestation to trick themselves into comprehending Omnus atleast amongst spiritualities bitches when harrowing from Bards that quit the Flower (thus benigning themselves into becoming Brigands to vs us Barbarians), so I imagined her as a Lady-in-waiting because of gaming. But I didn't know how to proceed with making it more progressive than knowing I was gaining becoming an opponent for the early years of High School to like a pervert, or "Brigand"-wannabe. [/color]
[color=f6d992]It prepared me to rebel from a party rank I was earning beside the nobliary of Pet Animal Soulmates that ventured into contemporary parties. With having gone to a different High School than my sister I lost Guardian-Champion abilities and had to eradicate punk chaos to atleast know anarchic extremes. Like in middle school I got a pretty girl to tell me her breast size, to better being a Playmate. A boy that I last saw being that 3rd Grade monarchial diligence to respect the responsibility of acknowledging nobility isn't a Role-Play if you know it - the boy chose to deny his nobility and became a puppet comic for nto becoming nihilist about denying it when he got a popularity for having rued it like a Courtesan, which lost him Courtier, so he became a Corsair. He told me about her being fullfigured, and I saw it later that she was a girl-lass. Having missed acclimating peer pressure since then, but had years of my own to use for the Flower Tournament too, I let the girls lockerroom ennoble itself for ballrooms before I became an actual rival, with use of the hallways. Had she been a lass-girl instead, I'd of probably got principles normally, as I had yet to chat with the Lady-Consorts of my elementary schools virtue for popularity(before their Birthdays) - a girl-lass is more likely a Lass-In-Waiting to be a Lady, with all those Baronet(te)|Meadow rules. I suppose that would of been my 'Prince' moment, too, I now can think it as that - I'd of taken her to Prom in High School and learned what modesty was meant to mean by joking about getting laid by her, so I'd go to Poland for POP culture and join the Army, get a wife, self explanatory stuff. But I never hosted parties at my family house. It's not hard to make Brigands jealous, so should I have gotten into parties that merged with parties of a high closure I'd totally fight for a piece of the Commandery to thwart "Reaver" from them. Like "Renegade" with the Stoners - they totally treated every girl like a "gypsy" to let their queer sides playthrough to proving their meakness, to have perverse be their only show of might incase I was a "Brigand". So I used "Reaper" on them as a skateboarder until I felt they were ready to be slain by the hood of thievery. The Thief I was had never gotten caught so I had no intentions of sharing my virtues with Stoners if they were going to exceed the population of 5, and mine did downgrade to raver-Outcasts in High School, so still somewhere inside my soul not yet proven, but in a not forsaken reserve mentality state I rebelled against those Stoners. Took their safe-house, used their own gypsies to fear abdicating themselves anew, and before it went too long and the kid returned home I kept my rank and called it in to the kid's Hands, feigning friendship, and that purged the party - It got me my own commandry of "Commander-Lieutenant's", I didnt steer them probably having succeeeded in the revellrey of that Carnival-Swordsman magistrate, I wanted to opt out to fight as a skateboarder so I let myself bide with a "Squad Leader"-Type after revoking my presence from the Stoners, but the squad I kept of the gypsies were junkies not resistence plagues and so I didnt follow them to concerts. Whilst not to raid the popularity of the parties because I have no need to contempt my views of myself for the future of my successions I got to, I vipered my squad instead of leading a Providence of Gamers so I could skateboard without nuisances by accomplishing Extremist by Champion virtue; I claimed my turf and reclaimed my "Commander Grade 3" by purging "1st Lieutenant" from the new scene of skateboarding I had purged myself from a Gamer's safe-house that became gypsies. It may of been anarchic of me because they were part of the ravers, that had the outcasts, that befriended me at the local mall and simplified Highlander romances being Reaver/Ravager Resistance Nihilists that do so, but I prefer to think of them as the people that became gamers from a "medjai" disposition being gradual bitches of smokers. My attack on the squad in the early partying itself was meant to be an assault, but they didn't fight me back so I just let myself get crunk like that for many years. The finishing attack was nothing Captain like though, just perfectly orientated messages on facebook when the house parties got to fighting level, and then I deleted my facebook a few years later when no person was a Challenger about it. It like avenges the resistance virtue of elementary school U.S.A. Army Party-Animal peering.
As it were, I was just bonding with girls when what changed was there were Harlot-Hunters amongst shade-hunter people, too, that quit to suffice as perverts, and the Flower girl didn't become a cheerleader - having her boys quit on her to be Bards, which gave a rise in goons quitting being a Castle Guard/Lancer and merely were just dating girls like they were carnival prizes- but it was the Harlot-Hunters emo-style of Boppers that kept the love harmonic to be valiant, and not the gooks that benigned into comedians from bode-bandit "shifter" to a girlslocker room queer. I separate blonde girls with naturally whiteish hair around here, fore I needed a Princess vice from the girls vsing "harem" by brainwashing themselves into becoming cooties against Harlot-Hunters by making sexual barrages on boys to not be a floozie. I never saw the Flower's original Prince, but Middle School had misfit Bards so I can imagine them as the brutes that happened to pretend to be the Flower's Earl to attain stuff like Brigand to help pretenders pretend to be Lancers so I could vs the Flower's virtue and progress to my own Prince for the sake of gaining special education classes (where Knight is a valuable diligence as an asset if solo) because it got rather easy in Middle School. My Lady went to a different High School, and so I never got to be that Overlord I mentioned earlier. I would of learned to not take her to the Prom Dance but instead focus on finding a Polish Lady, and make it as an Opponent.
I also did Polish Church Camp 6th Grade to 9th Grade. The Deacon was responsible with teaching us to colonize, but it took me a while to comprehend that because I was a default leader of my cabin. So, I lost archery practice for harrassment. I need to learn that fore I carried a girl across a gorge there. I've already learned swordsmanship, and am 49|60 Polish Kings from finishing my Polish monarchy study for Kawaler virtue, now that I'm doing adult life. Then it'll be geography, and I think since I found my animalsoul and did that Ranger restitution against reavers that I may try a higher college value for forestry. I'm not sure though, as it's a Polish husband thing, I believe certainly.
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My family moved to the elementary neighborhood. I began at a different High School, but I wasn't preppy so it didn't matter to me which High School I ever went to. A single "Pretender" type of higher grade older student tried to oppose me in the gym locker room, whether to recruit me into his style or get beaten by me I have no idea as I wasn't yet prepared, or infamous. He insulted my name to get to that position, and so I just ignored him. After 9th Grade delinquency I got sent to a school in Aurora that paid delinquents to stay in school. I got a check every month for trying to learn to get back to High School's peer pressure. My mother got me to try a sport in 11th Grade, and with nothing else to join I did Indoor Track. I quit the practices, because. I would of graduated the same year as my peers but the extra year of schooling went into January for the DIPLOMA, so I graduated in 2011.
By now I also had a thing for motorxross motorcycles, but it isn't a hobby like skateboarding, or even thieving because I adversly kept getting invited to parties by the other skateboarders - Specifically to avenge girl cheerleaders, too! But they refrained from partying with us actually, so that night my thieving avenged us from thugmemberment - and we just partied with people that also didn't make Prep Contemporary, and were stuck with marijuana, so we just did beer rules with them for like 10 years as skateboarders. No violence, too, I was like the few that tried to fight to sustain the glory from becoming a virtue trap.
I usually just did the cafeteria, or basketball court room in the mornings, with the gym at lunch. I found a group of students that played "Call out!" there. (Make it in the basket and call someone out, should they block your shot that's that just keep playing on, should you get it in though they're out of the game until someone get's you out.) Until I got peer pressured by a kid from the middle school locker rooms to smoke marijuana. This kid I kneed in the stomach at elementary school recess lines. He crumbled crying, and I just went in with the rest of the students. I never got in trouble. At the time it was differentiating wild animal soulmates from pet animal soulmates, now that the roleplayers had matured to relent from being bitches, we began peer pressuring. He wasn't any person I was aware of, in fact he tried to nerve me to be gay by being obnoxious - and with him being close I turned to instinctively grab him by the shoulders and kneed him in the stomach. As for High School, well, I just found him at the cafeteria, and modestly acompanied him there. Seemed reasonable, what with the dandies/and [s]vizier[/s]bitches naively bothered by girls that I shouldn't quit on my gymlocker room predation. Eventually I heard of where rogueish students went to smoke and so the area became a smoking location outside of school providence. An area I never saw the kid at, and eventually other skateboarders gathered to to smoke, too.
He brought me to a dark forest, before I found that smoke area, at night without telling me what we were going to do. He met a boy there, as I was a fellow. And the smoking solemnly happened, the boy got bored and thought about making a game of smoking by pounding the shoulder whilst we held the THC in our lungs, before exhaling smoke. I saw it as a form of Jock rivalry, and would of enjoyed it but the Dork said no and it didn't happen. It took a further 2-3 dates before I smoked correctly. The Dork was okay, the two of us were gaining Highlander esteems; Going to parties at a bluff, Gal parties (although when it comes to [i]Gals[/i] wanting to be Girls there were some Gals that smoked and were invasive. I think they were rivalring "occultist", not naturalists, because I don't think a Gymnastic Gal would fell herself - I think they'd become Cooties or something, if at all by the by for 'Fairy Princess'. Such as for the Prom tiara.), gamer parties that raided courage, nightlife, but it gradually became boonieful. After the first time we got drunk with older people was with the 3rd groupy's brother's friends of our 4 boy group (I was 4th) the people were misfits thanks to booze, and it was making him skulk away from being a faggot. That 3rd Boy (the 2nd being a Birthday Boy who I too partied over at his Birthday in 1st Grade thanks to an invitation) lived in a section where he learned of guy parties, with me being a Thief we raided their pools for beer to keep our might positions amongst the parties. Before that, as I was saying, our first time getting drunk was playing a game of "Asshole": 1 Kingdom Playing Cards were drawn to every person playing at the party, and whoever had the highest card had to command a person lower than him to drink 1 entire beer and name them the "Asshole" of Mead. It became a resort of deserting himself from Stoners to Potheads which lost him his faggotry as a queer - so for me to better regard hippies I sabotaged his influence. He was on a fishing trip with his dad when I was sitting in an automobile with a skater and some other partiers. With no where to go I made my influence known to myself about all that and furthered being a Reptant Commandery Troop, but I didn't expect them to follow, I was just getting busy is all; I offered his house as we were wondering what to do driving about, and after slinking in through the window I opened the door for them - and held a 3 day|night party there. With my Polish skill I made it with a fat girl; I didn't bother with talking to her like she could of been a Gal of Lasses when I righteoused to my sexyness in the boy's room when the party vagranted away leaving the two of us, so I wouldn't actually care about her future like a Fledgeling, since if I really want the girl making a relationship with me I'd prefer her to be of atleast skateboard girl placatement, or it was that I just didn't give the bj enough time with it being a party I had a lapse of time to thwart hosting it as a Rogue, that I just took her onto that bed and pretended to make her to save face with my party Courtesans, they were rather intelligent and would totally barge into the room eventually. The next time I saw her was years later, she had lost the weight and was in peer bodice. Twice I was lost for a lapse of time there - the second moment was when the boy would return. So I abused my phone and faked being a friend to his gf. She came with the rest of the groupies and lost "hipposter"(she was 1 of those raving outcast wannabes), and I didn't speak over the partiers blaming me withas their gypsy stature I preferred to stand there a Shadow Ranger; Not letting them get to know me, as I'm sure only negatives is when a gypsy pretends to acknowledge their "goodness" to pretend to be a Median. After having mastered that Sellranger Skateboarder prestige to Pool King, hill delves, shredding, the girls mattered and the skateboarder battlemants to avenge girls communising to patronage to attain Lady got me an anarchic rank in Soulmate; I'd be fighting off other skateboarders indefinetly, but at least I wasn't a Sergeant Frat or something attemptee for "Scarecrow", I got Brown Spotted Pit Viper. They went through vsing people like "Thrashers" and "Boppers", that were trying to conform me into a soulmate like that so they would succeed against Harlots of Lipstick City. I didn't become a Resistance Rank and assemble gamestore girls after mosh pitting, I kept skateboard parties the norm ao I wouldn't boast/brag about making a reptant effort for Extremist, because the vagrants ployed help to ascertain being a gypsy from aspiring intruder queer possibilities I accomplished looking like I had attitude from merits, and that regardless of how carnivalist the stature of my rank grants me anonymity of my might being less than extreme and equalizing me as an Extreme Troop; The more I didn't talk the more I'd reflexively astonish, when I did talk I'd gain prowess towards being an Officer, and knowing it didnt matter because I could of said something at the start kept it all aligned that I was never less than an Officer. Because I skateboarded with other local skateboarders and I communed on the turf the ranking was for beer reasons, and the reasons for marijuana having an effect on party rank must of been they didn't know how to quit it and start over with a girl. I believe the rank is Commander Grade 3 for me; We would drive to other skateparks, and if we had beer with us, we would guard ourselves from indulging the Preps if we wanted to drink out in the open. I refrained from being a full LT to the initiative, fore I'm not their Vassal. I only saw 1 avengence my whole life - and that was me attempting to fight beside Sean Mara in the brawl he created. I was stopped by 1 of the other boys with us, and instead just watched the two rough it, until we decided to end the combat for both sides and walked away into the night. The closest thing beside that was when he, Sean, started another fight by calling a partier a "nigger" profusely - the squad hustled the black kid out the party house and their friends left, too, without a fuss. During that I was just watching and lit a cigarette whilst everyone else gawked. It was a rather dark living room, the walls were red and I felt I needed to meritously go for thee lighter moment. Eventually my house being to far away had me skateboarding back to how I perceived my intentions and partying stopped being random.
That did make me vs vagabonds, though. They were better to not be fought, so the adversity could make me virtuous, and have them not attain the vagabond Resistance legend the "Plague" because letting them become "Corsair" was Sword Hunter for me. I would of loved fighting a poser in need of a Pet Animal Soulmate Vanquisher, but mine were fake. I did complete my skateboarding promise though: I've been skateboarding for 17+ years. I learned to pump and ollie at the original burg, and a pop shove it at my Gfolks. I had the balance good and well, when the new burg came it had no sidewalks, and was infamously named "Sleepy Hollow" at that. Hills, hills, and great smooth ways all around; I met the 10th Grade skateboarders my 11th Grade year, having earned a return to the High School, and at the smoking area. These skateboarders and I complied turf together, with them I learned other tricks like the variel kickflip (mine's got to be a variel heelflip. The direction is correct as the varielkickflip, but I have a late flick. I do a pop shove it then kick out in the heelflip area of my board, instead of the kickflip area on the right side), 180s front|back side, half-cab's, reverts, powerslides, and learned intimate foot positions - I had to think within the shoe. With that tutelage, that I traded smoking marijuana for, I learned to apprehend the tricks I had almost missed because of these skateboarders on my turf and availed myself by learning how to 360 a 360. I made my pop shove it fakey, nollie, and "regular" so I could get my balance centered, as I said. Their games of SKATE didn't compromise me, and I didn't do stairs or gaps with them like a doofus. I kept my skateboarding and my marijuana in synch, which was a much better fortitude than that mooch's median friendships. The skatepark was created around 12th Grade. There I furthered my skateboarding to a freestyle and that's why I never accepted stairs, but did eventually try to be a Pool King type - but it was upslope, instead of dropping in on halfpipes. I still included new tricks like a 360/nollie 360 shove its, heelflip, small-spins and some other nollie/ollie tricks into SKATE but I prefered to birdslide, tailslides, wallslides, 50-50, disasters, boardslides, grinds, primos/primo-flips, stalling, riding down stairs/hubbas, and I landed a kickflip once (it was a straight toe flick). I also know moonwalk, cannonball, caveman, the boneless, manuals, and can jump stuff. I also learned the half-pipe, but I fractured my arm when I began to work correctly in 2020 going upslope to viper the halfpipes. So, I quit, I wasn't in it to be a friend, I was in it to be tougher - which is knowing frontside is my frontside, and backside is my backside, I don't diversify the stances nor do I think "SKATE" is a peer system, prefering the pool party but I only made urban. I skateboard with my right leg on the upside of the middle towards the viper tongue and bop with my left leg. There's no "goofy" just my stance being regular. When I'd practice skateboarding the other stance it's colloquially accepted as "switch". I'm building a skateboard throne now because I avenged defending my bravery, it is now a unanimous might, through Gleneagle Farm's, Illinois.
I found myself able to have a style towards flames and skulls, and tried not to wear shorts so as to succeed as a Barbaric Mercenary VIRTUE when I made money correctly to buy camoflouge cargo pants to exercize into being a man thanks to the memories I created before. As for later during skateboarding on a better regard my clothing had me ripping patronage status like brands off beanies/visored cuffless beanies, skinny pants instead of basic ripped jeans, hoodies thought as jackets, and medium sized shirts because I was endeavouring to get muscular someday, so I wanted to have a reminiscance that I was tall because I was being fit. I used an anarchy cotton wristband as an armband and that made me prevail towards sleevelessness - but not without the proper tattoo placements vectored from having T-shirts; DEATH is on my right forearm, and I have a SPADE symble on my left arms bicep, because I learned my Birthcard is the 7 of Spades. Other than my back, or tongue, the rest of my body won't be having tattoos. (Nor the tongue, I just like that possibilty of rogue, misfit, or anarchic privledge). The Brown Spotted Pit Viper is tattooed on my back. It's head and body arn't angled how I wanted them to be, so I'm going to not color the viper because it's not thee animal dipiction of me I found as my animalsoul.[/color][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/3920140a-4869-44b7-9582-b3f061099ee1.jpg[/img][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/5e632b56-cfbb-4495-9890-6b2bdaac43d4.png[/img] [color=eac117]The tattooist even couldn't make it without shading in a base for his operations. I said just the viper - It'd be thrashing if I were to quit and just get it colored for the sake of other peoples peer pressure. It's 12 inches in diameter{?}. I'm going to get a tattoo colored over it's head and what pieces of the body is acceptable across. I said in elementary school I liked the color orange when favorite colors became sporadic, I said it to not forsake myself in the moment, so I may be going to glorify it into a visage on my back as a symbol I have for defeating Pet Animal Soulmates.
I also dated two Girls, 1 in 11th Grade and the other in 12th Grade. The first one had no class, she quit herself and became a lesbian. But I did learn that I don't do friends for real. She tried to have me secretly be a friend, but after she voiced it to sustain a placatement level amongst her friends I skateboarded away. I'm not going to get confused to be a Bopper. The other one I got randomly from smoking. I slithered into a private smoke area overlooking a bluff town and she was there with two of her friends. I offered the Damsel to walk with her through the night home, as a Protector, but her prettyness made us into a relationship after that night. We didn't last long, she was sexual, and I was partying. I could of thought to bring her to parties had I better experience than just walking her home probably because the first night she and I were making the relationship legit, but then she tried to suck my weiner - had it been normaly sexy I'd of enjoyed taking her to parties, but I not knowing how to deal about us comprehended it as frivolity, so ended it with the vixen.
With having not stayed at house parties to become a guardian of some sort, preferring to remember the adversity was an adventure and escaped from police to avenge my endurance beyond agility avenging my shadowing, my partying was skateboard style. But because of Infiltrators perusing the style to cheat being a rival, maybe against gamers, they would vilely support interest in stealing our girlfriends to attain "shade" and comeback with an Omnus-female leading him... Which would be rare to have the enemy of the Resistance\Plagues party as a warrior before being a hellraiser... He reminded me that his type of girl the STELLAR types; Twinkle, Starlight, Solar, Solarflare, Supernova. And of the LUNAR types; Astral, Nebula, Cosmos, Universe, and Galaxy, that are the gypsy females specifically against omnus-male "skinners" are most likely hiding h.i.v. from cheerleaders, being possibly poes, wisps, or other kinds of spirits because out here the stellar and lunar types are against medjai against the Playground-Ladies|Ladies-of-the-Meadow that don't have house party Maidens but instead safe-houses of omnuses to forsake themselves at pretending they're witches because they'd believe a Fairy, whether 'Fair' Maiden or 'Fair Lady', Princess couldn't exist without them themself rivaling Gentlemen as damnations abided by "sirens" of a millenial, (since they'd rather misinterpret history, and the current age about animalsoul tattoos deeming Soulmates) by going to school games and festivities\or they quit that to learn to be evil to have one of the Roman centurion types fuck them into being an 'Athenian Archon' so they can make 'Oracle' for an 'Omnus'. Perhaps they partied, too. The skateboarders primarily partied together, of the escorts that brought me to parties they weren't ampy or hyped really. Which made it obvious I should beat down the drug-dealers inevitably because I wanted the parties to be righteous and virtuous but instead they all just drank and smoked for no reason, which made me fight my own team (separate from the skateboarders, but for 1 of them) occasionally for reknown amongst them incase they were varments and telling those Brokers - in which I'd fight then for Champion, and That is what keeps me capable of having this treasury-restitution - that I can be a Sellsword Host. My team disbanded before I was 23, and then I began to have a real job, and got away from skateboarding for highlander jobs. I created testimonials on this profile to get to a restitution to correctly deduce how to proceed with my partying, and since it's roleplaying here I had to purge the retrospect compatriotism "Plagues" having learned being familial animals, and avenged my animal to be roleplayed solo for prospering monogamy. Keeping the "Shifters" bitches in my mind, because they ain't a Fledgeling but the rival "queers" (because homosexuals wouldn't know the integrity to acknowledge the pride). They reason that we the people of a Country are so inferior that we'd believe we were surrounded by intruders automatically. They deem themself the intruder, hoping to usurp the Nationality of the real world as bitches. Because peer pressure is too much for them. Marijuana had infilitrated the schools because of them, and parties were made to not abide the skullduggery of it being profused that bitches were sexually attracted to boys for touching us at field trips for spirituality, instead of the romanticly attracted soulmates stuff that Valentine's Day beseeches- which is partly why I made those Party Animal Soulmate rules above. Every party I went to smoked, and smoked, and smoked, and eventually the better parties - if you got to these you were vsing the queers faggots, and stoners - learned to be a vanguard, against centurions probably, but a vanguard of virtue for nobilitys sake. Beer does get abused by Reavians though to raid the smokers. The smokers shunned themself into helping marijuana be prosperous for lies of peace, because of those reavians.
Beer, became beer pong, chugging, beer bongs, vodka and the upheaval of the integrity of liking girls, by not downgrading to some "paramour" or "debonair" but battling the reavians that support blue wolf as a means of escape from being such a man as that - mighty.
I kept my thievery virtue into nobility, and vs the upstarts now. I will not commune for Rallier, or Captain, but uphold the chivalry of proving quitting is a party too. Ranks are the opponents against those beer bastards that are doing it just to unrival competition, because they have no integrity about it - they're jealious of the actual vanguard and would think they've lost "Highlander" or "Lowlander" and try to revive the Reavers.
So, as it goes, for the Ranger of vanguards, proving their integrity towards the future so vanguards don't lose hope to a centurion and think they should make a "Republic" with the Reavians, I have tattooed my animalsoul, through serious studying (and the beginning of my working years to surmount towards college if wanted, too), the Brown Spotted Pit Viper onto my back. And for what it's worth my High School mascot is a Charger.
Some parties I was a challenger, but no blood, no pain. As the parties gradually lost the hype and reconciled as a younger generation I almost had a Birthday Party chance to be a Champion. It was a skateboarders Birthday Party, and some of his contemporaries, whom I stole from because skateboarding was a free-for-all, got nervous and beckoned the party to go outside. That boy and I looked into each others eyes and I guessed a party arena, so for the Ranger nobility I learned in special education, being that they're not girls, I made certain to be the last to exit, but instead of entering like a Champion for all to memorize, I quit the party out the front door and walked home. Those boys never partied with the skateboarders again, too. They failed "Poser" and so never got to "Pretender" from Harrower... Having no virtue to avenge Pet Animal Soulmates like the Flower's Castle Guard, or a Gendry for a Vanguard's Garrison.
Many parties later, and the disbandment of my own contemporaries, I, thanks to skateboarding having a skatepark and with the move back to the old Burg, got brought to my last party. That boy from my 9th Grade gym locker room experience was hosting it at his parents house. I still don't ever know his name. In all my parties I never kept peoples names - I didn't want a Pet Animal Soulmate to keep to using a word like "bitch" like a vagrant. I tried to even thwart facebook's chancillory of nobliary proportions "vanguard" with a play-by-play of Challanger to get Reaper, but they all failed as "chumps" so I deleted my facebook a few years later for my threatening, but basic, challenges to of been read {I also included telling what viziers I had acclimated from middle school for playing Halo 1 and 2 system link|runescape pursuing the dandies they had also there that I am not their friend, and not the dandies that were their friends - because bitches like that don't matter. They couldn't make scum/scuff to deny them having an "envoy" "emmisary=emir" of the bode-bandits. It avenges my Lady from Homecoming Dance}. The party was going on well, I almost even got intruder but the host (after locking me out the back; I didn't humiliate myself with a bellow. I was plussed and returned in through their open "party" entrances) wasn't muscular, so absolved to forsaking that didn't bother to hone his Hosting into a Leader of a Vanguard but instead I defeated the vagrant with my mere presence. His counterparts got mad at one of the skateboarders I was there with, so much so they made a legion to go after him. I tried to dismay them from proceeding, but they were vehement. I still tried to block them within the door frame to the front yard, where my contemporary was prepared to get into a automobile and leave, but my special education opponent virtue for the Flower finally ceded, and I didn't brashly attack the warning-chokehold - letting the vanguard pass. Unadvantageous now, I chose to go around the house from the back, a shadow reflex from my experience as a Burglar, when I got to the front the fight had been quit and I forestalled leaving on the side of the house until I did with all my original skateboarders. Every skateboarder quit the party, the last the host personally by the hems of their jacket tossed them out the front door. He was the new guy, and he found the party, and he was also our driver. Very interesting, too, that I didn't party with him until I moved back into the old Burg. We'd skateboard the night to keep to the crunk system of merit.
With that my skateboarding parties were done. I still had to defend my honor in the Burg, because they didn't know the precedence I earned, and so I subdued them with a K.N.D. 1st LT jostle. Although, in the absence of parties I seculared the misfit contemporary skateboarding rival the chumps (to young to be my generations peer pressure, so they can be thought as dudes/dudettes. "chump" is a mockery of their potential to become that animal with thumbs. That's what the Pet Animal Soulmate Soulmates can figure out - but fear using it) forlorned into a band of gambits, too. After jail I was purged of that immaturity, and didn't make them a real band of thieves. Instead I prestiged for High School Stud, as the 1st Opponent of Dundee-Crown High School playing for Highlander against whatever virtue of a resistance they could make, aside their gambits. Which I also personally excommunicated - right as I was Challenging the facebook population.[/color]
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[color=f6d992]During that I had moved back to my original Burg with my family. In the same house. In it was my sister and her boyfriend. She didn't make it to nobility, she feigned a Prude integrity with her looks and a boy impregnated her. They tried to survive in the house a year before the other house foreclosed and we moved back in. She harvested the neighbors to save grace. It's very Girl-Next-Door with the daycare having been here since the beginning, when the Burg had finished being built. My High School's town disignation "Carpentersville" has it as part of it's turf now, too. It sends students to other High Schools, not mine, though. But the Burg is not "Carpentersville" it's "Gleneagle Farm". Sure is nice be able to use both for mail.
My sister must of told the bicycle gang about where we lived, because the boy whose bicycle I placated from the apartments eventually found the Burg with a gang of about 9 bicyclists. They came for me specifically, as I semi-jogged my distance from them. I was amused that so many had come, but with it being a new Burg my instincts told me to endure it, so I didn't let them get close to me. They cruised their distance for 2-3 blocks like that with me. I lured them into a cul-de-sac and then got off the street behind the houses, and began to flank when some girl from the cul-de-sac saw them, and I could hear her say to them to stop following me. I never saw them again. They must of tried to actually "dragoon" me, but I never thought I was with them so naturally I kept my distance.
I dated a sister of my sister's settlement, and exacted rivalry against the code of sibling rivalry for a permanent challenge, because she'd be of equal status to her popularity and once before in this Burg when the daycare was assembling a Neighborhoodmy sister told people a random rumor about me, and I was with her that day, otherwise I doubt it'd of reached me because the parents of the house, too, gave me grimaces. She made the daycare wench quit the South of the Burg. She stuck to my block in the North. I never figured out the rumor, nor has any person ever told me. I've just been mightier than them by default, and made sure to keep it that way. But there was a bastard in the south South that liked the rumor and stayed in contact with them in the North, probably because the mentallyretarded guy that was also there as a Groom to a family in the north, across the street from my house, had her and him a chance for the daycare to represent respecting retards had something to do with it. Some parties call this type of hussie a crackwhore.
This girl I dated lost Pet Animalsoulmate, and my sister lost Animalsoulmate-In-Heat. Afterwhich I peace-keeped to the Gambits to not be friends with the Polish boy that was a brother to a sister my sister buddied when we lived here originally. It'd be my turf, and I have no interests in sidelonging to be a Polish Scamp that uses adversity to not be a Soulmate, but also to exemplify to myself where my might has gotten me from Sleepy Hollow.
I even fought a dad, that I like to play-wright as an Andal, because that's my American upbringing from the apartment complex. To fight Reavers, and through school I learned to have them become bereft around me in the need to heroicly defeat them, too. He must of snooped with the Pet Animal Soulmate's mom, and her neighbor friend is a daycare neighbor so it only makes sense because they're not pretty, but he also completely stopped being involved in the neighborhood after I gave him his beating. Perhaps he made that plan himself. My police calls shut down every attempt he's made to be a "Scarecrow" hiding from "Reaver". I could shut down his independence day. I now know how to properly say to the police "I read that you need to be pyrocertified to use fireworks, I don't think the guy in my neighborhood is. Please do something about it." but I'm hesitating because I have such a high evaluation of partying from a fledgeling incurment. But I have to to not be a "faggot". As it's the only nobility the U.S.A. kept to the new world; The Forest Ranger. They made the duelist virtue of Bachelor a President. So, by that means "Capitalism" are the students neglecting to be truthful by facading insidiousness with going to college from the brainwash of 12 years of school, to reprimand themself at a party that they're Beggars, instead of Peasents. So, for republican reasons Prep isn't democratic. [u]I called the police the day before shutting down their fireworks with what I said above, but today 7/4/2022 it rained on him making me miss the call.[/u]
With all these experiences I also vs 1 of my earliest birthday party boys, the halfbrother of my generation you'll read about inevitably better than me just saying that I occasionally played with him, but from the day I moved into the burg and found a playset in the backyard of someones house - getting them to come out to me, he barely existed as a friend, and instead I somehow got stuck being competent with his younger halfbrothers, and after making thievery known to them I escaped their dungeoneering efforts to recruit me from video game consoles to be uncouth. I introduced them to RuneScape when I found it, and they gradually got pressured by their parents to try and dismay me from playing it with them when I did- probably because I was virtueous and it made them jealous that I was getting attitude to defend it, naturally into a might sense - whereas their whole family played baseball, and were uncouth specifically to hold bitch. When I began skateboarding they development hadn't evolved to golden retriever, and so no longer were variable to have as friends. I had thought they went to my sister's High School, but my intelligence reserve found that they went to the chump High School that these chumps I jostle are from. I have it said in my k.N.D. section who they are, but I haven't explained what their sister tried chumply for herself on me, too. After the gambits I enterred this safe-house, now that the Polish boy tried to shun me for dating the popular girl... In a Burg he never leaves, too, so I prestige for Stud, having told him I wasn't his friend, and stopped jogging in that direction because I was just doing so to get close to him to say that. The gambits partied like Harlot-Hunters and even had a comedian duo getting crunk. It was nice to see a relationship of queers that weren't "shifters" - but would they go to each other naked around a bonfire to test "shifter" romances that they werent queers? I can't even think it. I practiced quelling the parties here that needed to bide to smoke together because they couldn't sustain buying the marijuana itself - they had to quit peer pressure and trap themselves into the cesspool of it. They did it their senior year of High School, probably appealing to their gambits to quit skateboarding to become [s]raiders[/s] Chumps.
Enjoying the easyness it was to gain Highlander from Stud I knew enterring the safe-house would be the "Bard Fight" that I can purge being a Champion, and hold for Extremist virtues of Soulmate, instead.
I played music in their house on tablets, while biding intelligence to know how to pursue Guardian for this household. They couldn't compliment my getting muscular within their advocacy to party. And tried to recruit me like bandits, but bandits afraid of their power - since they're all bastards. Something I forgot about until I became a Foe to them.
They tried to recruit me like bandits which comes in two ways: The outlaw types but I got experience to deny them me and would fight like a Reaper of Burglory if so, and so it must of been the type people forsake - that they were varments and were trying to ridicule themself hoping I'd not know and succumb to their "peer pressure" to their side - I am not "uncouth", though. I abandonded them and began my course of actions to prevail for myself, no longer persevering. Painted my room, adorned posters on 1 wall entirely, bought some flags for the other wall, Billiards felted the ceiling (but not before collecting all the balls 1 month at a time and in order, too and renounced my video game consoles to exercize the mornings correctly (but it took a manifestation, the tattoo had to happen specifically when I created the thought). Studying the monarchial history of life into today's existance for Bachelors happened, which has me found Kawaler of the Kingdom of Poland, I am a Kawaler of the Kingdom of Poland. And ordained visages of my virtues while making a manifestation treasury or whatever it's called presiding my journalling of it all -like a Landed Knight is suppossed to. Even prepared to enter the only Ranger Academy in the entire United States of America, but I was nonplussed about it so it was just a corricullum to attain proper education for the Forestry Associates Degree. I did though get accepted into Elgin Community College.
I was inadvertently bothered by my sisters scamp, so I took the "parephernellia" as he called it - my smoking peace bowl, pipe, chilllium, and bubbler and stashed them at the bastard "safehouse" 5 houses up the street, With their knowledge of them being there. This scamp I allowed to have my xbox in the teenage neighborhood whence he became my sisters primary bf. He took it and all my games, though. I didn't blurt a bellow about it, keeping my stealth to become an opponent and have that itself rejuvinate anything I've defaulted in the past - by not being that quit gangster queer type whacko/abomination because it was "peer pressure", or whatever those bitches think I think of them going through the gayness of communism thanks to the minorities of popularity.
I didn't get to be an opponent for the next of her bf's, he happened to stay with her and make a child - removing her from my nobility for he's not Polish. So, this time he'd be around my family because of my sister, and quite possibly that 1 time at my cousins when I was getting to the family car he was a bit plussed about the situation and happened to be a nonexistantial Grooming-Gendry - which he thwarted when at that moment he said to me, in a form of banditry, "I did drugs, shrooms, and smoke too" to me to supercede my sister or something in the family, there was no need for that - but he did, and from that moment on I had an intruder in my midst. Which was going well for me, because I'm a pureblood - I'll fight my dad and uncles all the way to the bone to keep my precedence, and create a heir of my own with my own family.
So, to not give him room within my actual family home I stashed those smoking things over there. When I had returned for them I had fought my sisters bf, and my dad made him scamper away from our home ever after, a pitty I was hoping to break more of his nose and attain a higher status of Reaper than just Guardian. I'm first opponent in my family, you see.
Those bastards smashed those smoking ornaments, except for the pipe, and the bowl was missing too. I placed the fractures pieces into my hand, walked out their garage to their front door, fore they hadn't known I was there yet, and rang their doorbell. The youngest opened the door, and I placed the fractured pieces into his hand and told him to tell his brother "I know." That was my beginning to targeting them. I returned later that day and there they were, there was no difference to me if they had known I thought them as anything other than brothers, because they're all bastards. (The Half-Brother, my age, comes from the dad and a dead mom. The new mom had 4 boys from a failed relationship join those two. And these parents created 1 girl, and the youngest, a boy, too.) But I can suspect that they had created charisma with my return, like I was dumber than them actually, which means they're uncouth. They tried to recruit me the way I said before. I left and messaged them some months later from some work experience, because I wanted to regain the virtue of might I was attaining in my peer pressuring, so I began a valiance for my own resistance virtue for the K.N.D!
But, because I learned adversaries in a lot of spectrums, like skateboarding, partying, I went to facebook.com and made an identical message to them, and the 3 parents "Fuck you heretic this is my turf." If they were going to keep that charisma into a personality I needed to make the pride that they forsake, and I added a "fuck you" so they'd comprehend it as bad, and not think they had their own turf, too. I know they talk to one another in that house, it should be a stable gambit.
And whilst I was messaging them I saw something abominable about them... the oldest of those 4 I said above happens to have just abdominal muscles. No pecs. Like he's been trying to suck his own penis. Of all those "knuckleheads" and "damnations" this is some sort of mutant.
Their sister, thanks to me dating that girl tried to be assertive of her reputation, since they're bastards - she's a little Cooty Sweet Thing. I was entering playing with some tactical The Misfits clothing, having earned it as a skateboarder from not being fascist, and trying to feel the mercenary might the "Titans" of emos wouldn't be able to fathom. Flipping through hundreds of music on their touchscreen tablets biding for compliance got her to enjoy searching for them on the very tablets herself, one day I entered to see it. After that happened the banditual cruitment by her brothers. She still had a plan of her own, I like to think anyways, when some other day she was out raking leaves with her hair dyed "screamo" perfect blonde, and was wearing a metal shirt, too. She waved to me obnoxiously, but meritously like she was used to her skill that way as I was driving by. Wanting to be a rival, I ended her innocence, with a spectrum kiss blown at her. She got bashful and immediately quit to look down, but eventually got 1 eye to look back up at me. The next day her hair was back to timber wolf brown, but without the beauty she played with before the screamo blonde.
She has a black camoflauge bikini, and the girl also had the nerve to ignore her mother's conversation some years later as I walked by their house to attempt the Cooty Sweet Thing I said she is. "I like the wolf" she managed to say at me. I didn't say a thing, you know me, I'm a Viper. I kept walking and never even looked at her. I guess that "Slut's" are lipstick city stuff meaning they aint "sluts" until always acknowledged as such, so she must be preparing as one - and with these Chumps she'd make a gambit like a "dweeb" to be a shallow country beatnic incase she'd gets fought by hicks, intending to hold peer pressure amongst "shifters". But with me going Stud I had practiced noise complaints on the Chumps, to prepare myself to fight whatever "Champion" they'd get to sustain it being a system, anyways. Which got sentries away from my Burg, now they're in a scramble to keep pretending who they were before starting senior year. The girl I dated, and what friends she had In-Waiting, have moved to an apartment I think. And who I dated has grown her red hair to her tailbone, too.
When younger here there was 1 or 2 blames the police said I committed, and I didn't, but because I didn't I didn't try to defend myself, choosing to listen to the police officer entirely befoure I make my Court Ranger judgement. Once the police officer didn't say what for, he was just instantly blaming me. That was the time I didn't get afronted, I had no desire to be a Guardian of the Burg, I was going for Hero. I was also like 6. The other time they said I got out a marble maze toy from the Burg Park. It had 3 marbles with 6 holes, 3 in center 3 on the edges. It was drilled in with stakes that had no flattops to remove them, and the plastic itself was color coated to match the park, so I wouldn't of had the idea to even kick/or bash the thing out from it's 2nd floor height. It was overlooking the Park by the slides. To not hurt myself I'd of needed to have it fall off - that'd make noise, no matter what I did to get it off. And if I were to have it fall inwards, which was impossible because it was like 12ft up and in a corner of blue metal rung-guards, I'd of had to been smart to have it fall inward by use of a saw upwards, which is dangerous- but nothing should penetrate the plastic. The metal rungs were enough to discern an attempt to stab, or drill a hole to then saw upwards.... But no saw is worth that effort. I wish I could blame some delinquents I rivaled here (at the Park a lone blue vest and his buddy encouraged me to fight another boy at the park, and only because I knew the boy already I instinctually chose to fight him for extra might that I just was gaining by being proud to have been venturing outside doing things by my self. It was terrible. All I did was clench his hair with both my fists and tried to drag him nearer to me, but being tall it was just pulled down or something. I suppose it could of been acknowledging arms length to hold him by 1 arm and punch his face in with the other.) but it's just not possible I think to have gotten away with it like it was a crime.
Maybe the police just did that.
The maze was gone from the park when I went there. Now that I think about it, it probably got vandalled, and maybe had my name on it from that - so I got blamed. . . But I like thinking it was the bastards more than the wiley kids from the cul-de-sac because they're younger than me.
The best thing about it all is, that bowl of mine that was stolen extra by them. If it was stolen, why would they steal it to abandon their garage? The parties arn't as open as before, but it's a family of 10 or something - the other bastards party inside now, because of the girl. That bowl I can only think that they stole it to offer it to some person, or because they'd wuss out for bragging about having gotten it but they wouldn't try and sell it - and selling it to a regular store clerk is availing me, so they became even less people just from that 1 move. They should of just smashed it like the other glass peace smokers. They're dumb. I just need to do a "noise-complaint" and I win. Because in my party existence recruitment is a weakness - you can get a vanguard of hooligans if you recruit, but I think the parties I had done were the republic virtue hooligans feign - so best to be an opponent, naturally. Since, well, by my experience, everybody is a bitch. If my Fledgeling calculations are [s]correct|wrong[/s]... if they dont fight me physically after the noise complaint then it doesn't matter anymore, because the Chumps for having tried it at a senior take hold the esteem of playing better than them. Or something like that, I don't really care, I fight great. I want the battle royal. Be the Master Archer Champion Hero that really starts a Tournament. But that's just a guess. After I had dated the popular girl I had to establish it as my own choosing to do so to make "Champion" the word "Hero" because I pledged alliegence to the Flag, and Flag's I see as a Kingdom nobility. I went to her bestfriend's moms house, that was not a gypsy like her mother being friends with the daycare madam. But she was. When the Burg had school starting for me, before she had children, she came to the bus stop like a Lass. She didn't become anything noble with the adults after she had children, I think she just spied. After I dated that girl I went to her house specifically to include her as a gypsy amongst the neighborhood I'm defeating. I told her something about needing to get to their daughters High School to make a true love's kiss to the black camoflouge bikini girl, She sent the message to their house, and they themself called the police against me. She's a spy. And now I can focus on resisting the neighborhood, by liking those that they refrain from partying with, but party their own existance amongst the gypsies. And using the noisecomplaints I could practice on them, on the chumps, with astute skills, all the way to Highlander.[/color]
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[color=f6f4ea]Now that I have uncouthed my comprehension of what the "President" is I'm just going to let your imaginations wonder instead just how much better I could vs Outlaws, since I've done some barbaric ancestry. I didn't search for the Barbarian Invasions that vs'd the Romans, first. I chose to look for my Country's specific Barbarian heritage, because I am a Dabrowski. But I did create a magistration of internet links, and fulfilled purging my restitution of my Kawaler nobility, to be separate from any arbitration, if at all I should find a resurfacing of why, for my virtue. Because I don't know what Aristocrat is, but my mother aside my father has a fascist demeanor, so I could only think to magister myself, so as to not be a feign being a bitch.. or something, I don't know I'm not fascist. It's a Poland magistrate, too, fore I did not Paladin it. Today, 07/23/2022, I find on the internet link https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Migration_Period, which was titled "Barbarian Invasions". Today I see the general years they started; 375 (possibly as early as 300) to 568.
I got as far as the year 500, and then around 800 Poland became known everywhere. At the year 990 the Kingdom of Poland became Christian.
I imagine the Romans couldn't slay us Barbarian types, and so tried to lure us away from our lands, only to be thwarted that we don't need to just follow the Romans, whether it was to enslave us to kill us to make it entertaining battling Barbarians (being that they weren't Barbarian) or to have us become stupid and forfeit our nobility by accepting being a part of their Republic if that didn't happen. So, inevitably our pride became Kingdoms. But through Christianity, as it was happening everywhere reprievely to end being thought as Pagans by their empire, and instill traditional proof of loyalty to God, by being better humans. My Kingdom, actually wasn't fighting the Romans to begin with, but were brave enough to be there for the beginning of King Charlegmaign getting to be the Holy Roman Empire movement because Catholic feared dying with the Romans- and then my King returned to Poland and rivaled empires, with more fortitude.
But here, take a look at my Role-Playing fundamentals; [url]https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/184427-viper-sebastians-memoirs-of-characters/ooc[/url].
I've also gotten these urls for you aspiring Ladies-in-waiting, as I belive they're the genuine faith needed to know to even regardlessly Role-Play: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hennin#:~:text=The%20term%20is%20therefore%20used,any%20important%20woman%20of%20royalty.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tiara
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coronet.
The possiblity of Gentleman amongst the variety of losers, virtuing to have gained me to the Party, to refrain from "frinedship", rivaled my own soul. So, whether I wanted to be a Champion or Avenger I don't know, I was thieving the whole time and I became a Burglar. I think I must of wanted my childhood virtue of Ranger, but partying gives a virtue of Prince, so I got lost not getting muscular with adult virtues, trying to avenge my childhood virtue. 7ish fights later my soul affirmed I had achieved Party-Animal to quit burgling, and them.
So, Playmate is the real situation of school, but Companion was needed to process to mightily gain that responsibility. And I virtuously made a restitution as a Party Animal, because I could of done the whole Polish Prom Dance by going to school sport events, and then there I'd start to seek a Polish Lady amongst the Cheerleaders, and reap. My sister took me to some, and some parties. I could comprehend that it was for her own responsibilties, and that she was aimless, so it was for reprimanding her reputation to try and alter it, away from my presence. The last moment I effectively found how to properly steal without it involving attention like next to a person, which I learned once before in elementary school exiting school. That time I was mature enough to have it be acknowledged in a familial progress, and used it back within the game system played within the middle school she had taken me to watch that time, and inevitably I used it overall to placate me as a rival in the system to become a general Challenger, although I may of also been thinking it as "agility" or another word I never expected to succeed, like "adept". With it involving me to manage my abilities by not quitting school I thought it had only adverse personality effects, and since I remember my elementary school effort as my whole reputation being my soul's presence of peer pressure, I didn't need to brag about my skills like they were dexteries. I'm to smart to delve further than that, because I did get my might through fighting, and prestige for Ranger virtue did exist too, to try and purge me avenging myself, with avenging my nobility... Confusing, but with this whole profile made it's just me rattifying this thought now - and completing it with "That's the reason why I didn't go to college and become a Challenger to minorities that wanted to be devestations, because their romance was considered neglected as a minority without a collegiate effort to keep their peer pressure." Because I feel like they weren't trying to advocate that, they just had gone through an entire life of school, of adversity. Whereas I had to not be an opponent to all, but the nobility I was gaining presence to formally defeat was nonexistantial, because they seriously wanted "Damsel" as a virtue, or something... So, it must of been that the only things that existed against that was the American apathy to sustain the virtue of adult - but adult isn't muscular, that's just an adolesceant grown up. A Man is muscular, but a woman would do better to try and become a Lady to keep her youth virtuously throughout her life, instead of getting muscular. So, growing up, with the adversity gradually lessening from "boyfriend" with each girl at a party being new, and taking the lazy route of not having virtue was a negative aptitude to create, themself away ... I don't know. But, after getting an automobile I saw my life sped forward away from beating down safe-houses of condescending smokers, to avenge Maidens, to where I am amid my peer pressure of Nobleman, where the Damsel doesn't matter as they'd be all Ladies, now. Since, Damsels deal against women, having them deal against bitches isn't conceivable to me, as parties were simple to comprehend it's rumbunctiony - because that was a certain to be happening, could of been all that I could of thought about parties pragmaticly, since I was adolesceant and not thinking teenager, which could of been delinquent, so when I was delinquent - which was near buddies, I was being tacturn. But since bitches are damsels, because it wasn't a Birthday Party, I avenged myself enough as a delinquent to conquer peer pressure. So, now that I'm exercizing, getting muscular, I got all this virtue that is just for me, so I'm nobilizing it because it'd take to long to just think it as a "adulthood", I got my life that I only know about, and I'm having fun specifically now to measure it, but I didn't measure it before, I was just being competent, and it was working better as fun than adversity was near me.
So, you gypsy consortium... It's time to burn the Death-Knights, flame magocracies in an infernal pyro mania, and sink my fangs into any celestial that thinks siren or feary is an escape for evanescence! And, if you think I've left you out, you're mistaken, Lames - for the treason of feigning to be a "brother\sister" because of racial/ethnical discretion inpart by a heretic or other heretical words like "medjai", "lesbian", or like "centurion", I Kawaler Sebastian Dabrowski, declare war![b].[/b] My ARENA character awaits you: https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/78452-arena-chat-thread/ic.[/color]
[color=a88c4f]The Roleplaying of me being the Brown Spotted Pit Viper: [url]https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/187595-sebastian-the-viper/ooc#post-5331500[/url]. [i]My solidarity against poetic woes like "sarcasm", or "satyre".[/i] [/color]
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">I believe my Barbarian Kingdom, Poland, started with snake-bodied swords before smithing the iron straight.<br><br>I left the Warpaths, Pathfinders, Trailblazers, Hunters, Guardians and other types of Rangers evaluating offense against the Reavians that Scamp away from Highlander, perhaps to attain Skull King; Which I imagine my warriors inevitably turned against me, so I slayed them, never being an understatement. With having that I'd return to my family a Master Swordsman, and perhaps attain Warchief or Prince if it was even easier than that.<br><br><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="Reptant.">Reptant. [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none">There were students that tried to behave retardedly, but not as masterful a quittance like the queers. They had become Dopes when they couldn't forestall independently anymore, and may of even tried to become pedophile instead of perverse so as to not be singled out by fledgelings. Being young they had compromised being Peace-Keepers to be Opponents. But they had to delve into dispersing, but in secrecy so as to quit animalsoulmate like Ranger or Tyrant, secrecy used to gain trusting influence to further those skills. "Fledgeling" happened to vs them, to avenge the regular student life style, but also with hopes of the natural peace keeping of Forest Ranger. I don't know how many Fledgelings happen, but should it's assumed should they party to long without the adequate amount of action there's a protocol command override for their reserve virtue; Date the popular girl, and use "Republican" like a "Renegade" to disperse enemies from foe. I did it, and it scared 1 retard into joining the U.S.A. Air Force. So, I found my reserve mind and studied animals, until I proclaimed vsing "Reavers" the college way, with even found favorite animal, made animalsoul, and tattooed inevitably on my back - because I'm getting mighty. But it wasn't to fight the Fledgelings and their wayfaring, I just think it was a rumor and not gossip, so I took the infamy upon myself to keep myself cold-blooded and bask in the warmth of being primeval, reptantly.<br><br>And because of my lowest tier of Nobleman virtue being a Swordsman Magister colloquial of Carnivals during the bueauractic mandate for atleast vsing Justiciars\Dictators for practice that they were snuffing out virtue and nobility like nihilists, by avoiding separatist/insurrectionist that year (forsaking themselves further) I romantic... Er... God but not with Jesus Christ is my religious virtue I succeed. If that's what Arbiter means, then Fledgeling has burgled me.</div></div><br><font color="#f6d992">It began in my apartment complex when I was 4 years old, I came from an apartment complex with a kid bicycle gang, of maybe 8 members, that tried to wear matching blue jean vests. They were like ages 8 or something, as I was 4. I remember the parties from my apartment complex, and those parties tried to involve themselves into abdicating onto us younger fellows because we were no longer outside playing normally, and with that it gradually dissipated from adult perspectives, but 1 particular group of older boys were that bicycle gang. They tried to include themselves into my life because of my sister, but I never joined them. They got me into their apartment complex, but I already had been through complexes by being extreme with basic gossipers. These boys never tried to gain me though, they tried to bother me instead - they switched being interested of my sister to thieving specifically that 1 time they got me into their complex. Other boys and girls were gossiping about other boys and girls, which I didn't really like I had to compensate being extreme because I needed to become a Leader, Guardian, or at least an Avenger to properly know how to not have it succumb me as a spectrum. And I never told people about them, too, probably because I did feel compelled being respected of the gossipees, so I must of just tried to rival myself. And a valiance of virtue was happening before even school. The Army was respected by me, and purged guile away from me in place of peerness because I had used my valiance to say I respect the Army when a boy brought it up amongst other boys and me by chance but the other boys hadn't said a word, and the rank Petty Officer Grade 3 also existed specifically within the parties themself. Later in life, as I will express, I regained my knowledge through virtue and attempted to avenge myself. Before my family moved out of the apartment complex I had learned of AIM and animal roleplaying, too.<br><br>Over the course of my life the animal roleplaying has been a real quest to accomplish. From adventuring the countryside I've come across Gals that tried to invoke me with a Soulmate Rival to get me to say a familier animal at them, probably to encourage myself for the better of socialism. I did not, though. I rather liked the pragmaticism of never seeing the Phillipine Cobra on the turf, and acknowledge I wasn't amusing myself either, but was actually intrigued to become that tough myself, but as my own animal. At the time I didn't have an animal in mind, I just kept from being uncouth and was gaining proper kid in the U.S.A.<br><br>Also within the countryside are the boys opposite of me, but not not of similar virtue. They are known as Reavers. They don't have the Gal Animal Soulmate carnival of trust, humbleness, and unbashful. The Reavians wouldn't admit it but they come from a Raider virtue, not a Champion virtue. My virtue inevitably I learned was to attain the Highlander accomplishment. It occurs in a variety of types, from Black Wolves, to Stags. The Reavians sometimes make Forest Ranger a vice if "Raider" is comprehended by which. I valued the Ranger diligence throughout my schooling so when I began to work actual jobs I inevitably attempted the way a Raider pretends to like Forest Ranging, far as I know, to not be uncouth. There's only 1 Forest Ranger college in the entire United States of America. But Forestry Degrees do exist at other colleges, so it's quite true that they may of been raiding my values, indubitably, to pretend to be reavian. While pursuing that intrigue I was studying animals and created my animalsoul, having forgotten to try during my partying, to rival spirituality and accomplish, properly, vsing the raiders. Since now I've quit partying to get muscular like a Ranger, and settle down with a real testimony of my life. I had to make a restitution for that, and have accomplished it, many a so on this profile page. Now I'm going to say it straight for viper style - absolutely vindicating my Brown Spotted Pit Viper quest, without the vanity of my own peer pressure against things like mobster students, and/or the "lipstick city" rivalring of peer-pressure, or even the jostling of adversity. A Royalist's procession for soulmate, or however she agrees.</font><br><br><font color="#f6d992">Kindergarten Music Class is where I had my first interaction, among many students, if I had made the intelligence score to have a favorite animal yet. I did not, but it was the teacher that asked us, so it wasn't a problem. And being of a Polish family, or it was that I was in the back of the class... I only watched as many students attempted peering each other through that. A series of brash indecisions happened when a student was indisctinct as to why it was their favorite animal, leading to a modesty that it could of been because that's what they looked like. That was deeply profound so much that several students tried to avenge the original student by acknowledging that they too were alike like their favorite animal, and may of changed it to it. Roleplaying as animals I believe came from this phenominon in the future, but I didn't get an invitation personally until 5th Grade - and infront of me, too! I didn't join in, I by then had enough fun and social experiences that I had no need to even invade it as a Foe Viper. But in general animals were everywhere. By 3rd Grade I specifically started a semblence of might, called "extreme", in gym class when the infamous cobras did the rumors into gossip and became actual friends. The Caspian, the Egyptian, and the Forest Cobra. All white girls, too. Krait Snakes, Bush Vipers, and many snakes began appealing to other students. When the Javan Spitting Cobra actually expressed needing the dexterity to be a rival to the 3 popular cobras, I had to avenge myself and begin being a rival so I could fall in love with an animalsoulmate in the future. My time had come unabashed since the apartments, and no vow needed, just gallantry to start. But like I said I comprehended it as "extreme" because I was going to need to fight both animal sexes eventually.. when nobility was obviously not a Role-Play an imperial fathomed I had learned to charm, and it got me to vs fem fatals, gangsters, and even the adults .. And I only knew of pyromania and skateboarding. Which sufficed, although occasionally the pyromania happened when replaced with theft. Must of been some Ranger compensation because I became a Burglar not a Thief. "Thieving" happened because whilst walking around to the lines for 1st Grade the students began to share hobbies. That stopped when the animals of other generations were at the lines, and Christianity became apparent, so it was first to attain "Bopper" skills to steadily acclaim the noble virtues to separate animal from other shield-of-arms prestiges, like if not wanting to be a Knight, or Paladin. I had learned the virtue of Prince through Thieves getting brave to want to challenge themself to steal a Princess' heart and chose not to explain myself about it so as to not lose Guardian disposition for Birthday Parties (which inadvertently taught my agility). But it was always them being accused of being a Thief in the portrayals and them just mightier than the Opposer, so "Thief" wasn't really explained to me, but it became inquistioned as wonderment by a portion of the school population, and I was smart enough to learn how to be a Leader type and ignore them as best I could instead of being thee Petty Thief.<br><br>During these moments I had also learned of the "Resistance". Due to the U.S. Army being a possibility, there seemed to be a flux of intentions of why to join a military, but respecting it was perfunctory to learning to avenge a Damsel. In that you needed to comprehend vsing the students feigning to be soldiers to steal your virtue and make garrisons, when the Damsel would prefer you to be an individual but not a weakling, all the same. That's when Privateering in school generally became rogue and "lipstick city" happened because the Duelists weren't as ready as a Girl was for Girl Scouts. And since it was unanimous that they were mammal animalsoulmates there came about a Resistance to the Resistance, as an actual Resistance, to equalize compatriotisms. But being so young it seemed like they were actually interested in being Rebels and Terrorists instead of Soldiers, and Troopers. Delinquents are infamised to the Resistance if they can believe in themselves to legasize it against the Reavians, that fought to just fought, and sustain Soulmate as a Party Animal Warrior and not a Party-Animal Hellion.<br><br>Around 2nd-3rd Grade I had earned quite enough experience to know I was going to get a chance to explain myself. From the field trips to the forests where most students comprehended heraldry was the way to be against spirituality, since it was created by students avoiding liking God like they could feign God was a spirit because they had a soul, specifically then. The best had quit to become Outlaws, because the spiritualists were acknowledged as trying to invade without want to be plagues, but felt ethnicity mattered enough, and through the attempts to be Outlaws they learned to fend off sociopaths. With having learned the proper respect to have delegations be accustomed at recess when gaining a mass of students playing by and by the Crusaders. It was very noble, I was going to become a Nobleman and defeat a hellraiser or other form of heretic from attaining zeal. I would of not joined the Crusaders, but become chaste as a Ranger; So I could learn how to placate the Harrowers from the Dandies. They were losing dignity to the integral diplomatic missions of others, and seemed safe when I was about, so maybe I could of accomplished Black Knight, too. But with the classroom beginning to get monarchial with noble peerages there wasn't an Arbiter to our classroom. Here I was preparing to say I was a Ranger, whilst wondering having the magister dexterity of a Leading-Carnival-Troupe-Swordsman because of how bureaucracy was trying to rival nobility, but I had not deserted that possibility and become the nobility of a Sellranger away from the harrowing Jesters. I'd steadily gain Court Ranger because the enemies of Christianity happened in forms of Alchemists and Viziers because we had no Justiciar, but we did get Duelists eventually reprimanding the classroom for edging the minorities into becoming Viziers and Alchemists (probably to get slain at recess by a Crusader if a Barbarian didn't do it). The Barbarian endeavor was real, but the people I saw that tried to rival it were people that hadn't made an effort like this profile page; Purging adversity from peer pressure. They would make Polish gangs, and fall in love, surely with Polish girls, too. The adversity of it is that they didn't, and that lost their chances of having an Animal Soul opposite of their mates. I had a family that partied, so I bided myself with competence (companion+prominence) to learn to find the correct Polish Lady, instead of having them be simply a girl, because I'm certain my family are fascist-communists. So, it wasn't until the age of 23 that I began making this restitution.<br><br>... But I was transferred to Special Education for not comprehending multiplication halfway through the year, but my diligence for Master Ranger; Knowing to study actual roleplaying, monarchy courtesies, and keep to the faith that the Ladies-In-Waiting-Consorts existed then, I comprehended avenging the Flower's of the Meadow, it was most likely the Ladies-of-the-Meadow instead, but being Special Education I needed to avenge myself from losing to her peer pressure by not acting pompous. These ladies didn't let Gymnastic girls converce them for peer pressure when on field trips with the minorities, when spirituality was condemning itself against Christianity. But because so, the Flowers that lead them in prominent virtue of friendships for the Gymnastic girls to join independently had fulfilled Lady if they wouldn't succeed as a Dame amongst the Party Animals, the Flowers refrained from becoming Naturalists thanks to their males being Animal Soulmates, so they created Brutes as a Guardian, and may have manipulated it for the benevelence ("benifit") of the Field Day being the Tournament for all students to do the same. Because gymnastic people seemed overbaring without practice, it seemed I would avenge my chances with a Polish Barbarian girl that had communioned that way to Lady instead of the Cheerleading way. The lasses I did see because I hadn't found a Polish girl in school by competence would fathom gaining tattoos of not an actual animal like the butterfly but of a abstract styling of one, like how barbarian fables can be presumed to ornate. They became naturalists, and learned to adhere to nature, in hopes of braving towards a Shield-Of-Arms of their own Heraldric design. Some perverse minorities that create "Shifters" in mock spiritual tribes against the Flowers and other Ladies-of-the-Meadow, relying on sparing "medjai" to be medians when they couldn't fathom explaining Gamma/Omnus shaman animal roleplay presences like shade, phantom, or like ghosts being assailant-spirits instead of queer companions, thus creating freaks out of the populace, tried using sea shells and other tropical identities to siphon them. The students that feigned being "Shifters" became moronic, and became monsterous-assailants for their Freaks, and with no correct way to virtue towards magistering nobility they eventually pose themselves as a gypsy covenant to lipstick city's Harlots. <br><br><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="Party Animal Soulmate commodities.">Party Animal Soulmate commodities. [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><font color="#71318d">The High Tiers of Party Animal affirmed their animal-soul and have been protecting their Princess. They partied and since Elementary School have fought as proof towards their virtues and proceed with that. The legacy of High Tier is that both sexes are of the same breed of animal-soul, and pure-blood status is to the exact same animal type of Soulmates.<br><br>The Medium Tiers of Party Animal have partied to study the gain of their attitude and virtue to affirm the quest for the future of defending a Princess to have their own be protected, as Party-Animal virtue goes, by not deflecting towards college soon; to master all the missing failures of that party success. Inevitably their fighting experience manifests through hostilities as planned, then they prestige towards their animal-soul to vindicate their Party-Animal principles, however honorably necessary. These I am believed to be the rivals to the Low Tiers only because the 'Flowers' of Elementary School, the Damsels that turned Maidens, through maleficence created "boyfriends" and dating to dare others against birthday people that wouldnt date them to attain pureblood status. The boys that didn't want to be Low Tier, but were/or had helped the Flower-Damsels sustain their virtue, created parties to uphold their own power that they earned through such. Not wanting to become a foe, or know how to succeed as a rival they formed or tried to replicate other peoples virtues to sustain themselves for the greater good of who they are- such as being a Lancer, Sellsword|ranger, Bachelor/Cavalier/Kawaler/Hidalgo, and make a visage all the same to challenge them championing for the Broker of the Flower's, vanguard garrisons/gendrys, or Bardic elite's principles. <br><br>The Low Tiers of Party Animal chose to fight initially, to better detect intruders, but also to manifest their pride quicker. They keep fighting towards their virtues Princess, then guard her lovingly, of course, when achieved. There're no bitches at the Low Tier, the virtue of soulmates is just where Low Tier starts. <br><br>I did comprehend a girls side, too: The having fun and bonding through sharing animal pictures, information, and general liking/loving animals - from baskets of kittens, to wolves frollicking. Were a boy to remember the girl specifically, as were the rules against the Resistance - to take an animal-girl to the dances only, if not seriously interested in falling in love with her, then he would avenge themselves both of the populace of Scouts and Ladies-in-waiting. <br><br>For Ladies-in-waiting then, perhaps she was sidelonged by student peer possibilities, and regarded the animalsoulmate well enough to be brash against them to have them achieve strong emotions to take them to a dance, creating brutes of the boys. So, that forced (challenger) animalsoulmates away from her, but all she needed was to return to animalsoulmate herself - so that'd be fighting out of that peer pressure. <br><br>Lastly there's the Princess that just decides to be an animal, and has to deflect/defeat/or disdain perverts to keep animalsoulmate. Quite possibly a high failure rate therein, whatwith Maidens abdicating themselves so they become the girl-type resistance: Hussie, Folly, Cootie, Floozy. - gaining a lipstick city Damsel rivalring instead of being a Fair Maiden, Lady, or Dame.<br><br>With there being a multitude of types of girls though, facading or feigning, amongst those types I am aware that when Middle School came that more girls had become eligible that weren't before, but they may have forsaked it for their facade/feign in the girls dressing room and felt it necessary to manifest it deeper for logical reasons. So, actual fighting is preferred than the gambit of mistress. There're also two female types that I saw, both are rather okay if you get to know them- but that's a femme fatale want anyways; There're girls that join the Resistance hoping to fulfill being Dog as adverse as the virtue can be for a Cheerleader being a 'Fairy Princess' Fox. It's possible that she's enough to unvirtue many girls from being Maiden, or many boys from infiltrating as a Pretender(Jock) and joining the Resistance. The other females were the Party-Animals, either avoiding Bitch alltogether and trying to attain friendship instead of "girlfriend"ship and succeeding to Lady-in-waiting (Maiden stuff) or Corsair, and there were the girls being in a relationship at the party of Party-Animals- learning to defend them both to progress through the Party-Animal parties, to continue against mongrel vanguards, earning the possibilities of fighting a Pretender.<br><br>That, for me, got to house parties, which could be rare to accomplish because the invitations are rather meager, and very liberal, because it's nobility is a spectrum of "lipstick city" for popularity to become virtuous. So, lots of ravers subliminated that because it's anticipated that the other party happens to be Pet Animal Soulmates. But that's just from Birthday Party 'jargon'. 'Slang' isn't 'jargon', though. It's a street-gang thing, but it's so others can learn bereft from. There's only two ways for Pet Animal Soulmates to be rivaled: One is inbred people; They'll try to steal the Pet's soulmate, or have their soulmate break up with them, through inside friend positions of usurpment vying for power because the other one rivalry is to get an actual Challenger, of non vassal proportions, to lose to the Pretender so they cannot become a Champion.</font></div></div><br><br>I happened to get into parties as a skateboarder, and kept from diminishing that honor, too. In which I made a purge of my ranking, because it's the noble thing to do. Because "Avenger" there was not "Guardian" because the initial Cheerleaders wanted, were refraining from joining to become snobs about pursuing partying into power without needing to go to college by not creating peers but keeping to an infamy for a legacy or they went to college and did that. And so I never saw any "Preps" at our parties, but we did get "Jocks" and "Studs". I cannot say ill about it, or I wouldn't have virtue. But I am not a Buccaneer, I will not help them to even Privateer. I went my way towards the Tournament when I began to work at 23, abandoning them to their drugs and booze. I am not an ally, it's just sometimes I have no quarrel with these minorities because I am mighty. They are more heretics than gypsies. Probably specifically forsaking the nobility of Bachelor preferring them as "Jocks" to hide as "Thugs".</font><br><br><font color="#58a92e">I only got out fully in 5th Grade (I defended Black Knight virtue in that 5th Grade classroom, where as before in Elementary School I had only imagined Black Knight at recess) and 11th Grade. It was fair in elementary school, but in middle school special education demanded me to have a secularity to be fond of peers, but last I saw of them in elementary school they had gotten a petty-bitch to varment "fucking" in 3rd Grade Valentines Day. Which by middle school seemed that most males got defeated by that minority usurpment/separatism - some sort of heroism happened though to refrain the losers from gaining ground on the turf. They reconciled to keep popularity, and then the minorities had to actually vs those people having lost dictatorship dexterities from beauracracy. And that made the terra forming students rueful into gypsies too, avoiding merryment like nihilists and bitches. The Crusaderesses gained a good communion of friendship, but for all their ranks {like Proselytes, and Partisan} there was no Arbiter so the formation was ordaned by male Crusaders that needed Diplomats, and those Diplomats became Justiciars. I don't know if people studied for it but "Pagans" became the enemy, but as it was school with an athletics event styling per year to further our senses away of a mere lecturing, came a Tournament of Virtue (Bachelor in the U.S.A.) that vasseled for Prep to attain Diplomat, Ranger, and other goodly processions. When I prepared for the dressing rooms, it was the Pursuivants of Christianity that I saw keep "peer pressure" stagnant. Their pilgrimage against the "covenant" made them indomitable, thanks to them having been Initiates|Penitants. And that had reminded me I had still been a Nobleman. Within I tried to challenge a black kid, but he never came back so I just accepted a locker by the kids I beat up in elementary school, because it equaled out I thought to beating up the new perverts called Sportsters. It quainted me, so I became a defender of <span class="bb-s">Geeks</span> Chumps, <span class="bb-s">Nerds</span> Gamers, and Dopes.<br><br>I had some male Crusaders wonder if I was of a candidacy eventually, but I chose to say a low title to challenge them - I said Overlord - which had them just like it; I presumed my title Prince of Thieves wasn't affable, so I didn't choose a higher monarchial rank like Baron. But, as I was saying about the harrowers ("Pagans")... They had created "Skinners" idealisms, that created bane, when they had lost magnate oppinions harrowing away from vassals. <br><br>So, I kept my perseverance for my neighborhood instead of school. There they were benign about their principles, and it made me adventure away from them because they had no interests in being the Sportsters with Guardian Instincts, and since I had no reason to underlord it. Gradually my frontiering taught me trooper skills, medic bags, people consultational reprieves, endurance, and compassion. But the whole time I had a skateboard, so I imagined the idea of being a trooper, and more likely a Ranger just thinking it as a "trooper" to hypen my resolve for the Resistance until I prove it as an adult - going through forests naturally seeking up|down the hills, and the roves of groves, becoming resilient to the open sky and the plants shadows, earning a strafe I could use in a fight - but as a block instead of a scamper. My theory was that Ranger's would have apprentices, like Bowyers or Fletchers or maybe some lucky person became a Peace-Keeper from being a delinquent, the apprenticeship was Court Ranger material - and if not commisioned by a Noble to be a Royal Ranger of their own, which also is a Court Ranger, then the apprentices would become Full Ranger's. Gradually those Rangers become a Master Ranger, whose duty is to create a magisture of fortification which could result in a Ranger's Guild or Ranger Guilds got built as a first defense for aspiring kingdoms. Thieving kept me from Oafing into a Brute, instilling nobility in me to have a familial Guardian advantage, so when middle school adversity asked me about the Homecoming Dance I practicly said a name, and in a few days I recognized her and learned from her that I "should have taken [me]her". She was a girl the dandies/viziers were together to talk idly about "fucking" her, it's called "smut" inadvertently in Roleplaying they find to pretend to be a Devestation to trick themselves into comprehending Omnus atleast amongst spiritualities bitches when harrowing from Bards that quit the Flower (thus benigning themselves into becoming Brigands to vs us Barbarians), so I imagined her as a Lady-in-waiting because of gaming. But I didn't know how to proceed with making it more progressive than knowing I was gaining becoming an opponent for the early years of High School to like a pervert, or "Brigand"-wannabe. </font><br><br><font color="#f6d992">It prepared me to rebel from a party rank I was earning beside the nobliary of Pet Animal Soulmates that ventured into contemporary parties. With having gone to a different High School than my sister I lost Guardian-Champion abilities and had to eradicate punk chaos to atleast know anarchic extremes. Like in middle school I got a pretty girl to tell me her breast size, to better being a Playmate. A boy that I last saw being that 3rd Grade monarchial diligence to respect the responsibility of acknowledging nobility isn't a Role-Play if you know it - the boy chose to deny his nobility and became a puppet comic for nto becoming nihilist about denying it when he got a popularity for having rued it like a Courtesan, which lost him Courtier, so he became a Corsair. He told me about her being fullfigured, and I saw it later that she was a girl-lass. Having missed acclimating peer pressure since then, but had years of my own to use for the Flower Tournament too, I let the girls lockerroom ennoble itself for ballrooms before I became an actual rival, with use of the hallways. Had she been a lass-girl instead, I'd of probably got principles normally, as I had yet to chat with the Lady-Consorts of my elementary schools virtue for popularity(before their Birthdays) - a girl-lass is more likely a Lass-In-Waiting to be a Lady, with all those Baronet(te)|Meadow rules. I suppose that would of been my 'Prince' moment, too, I now can think it as that - I'd of taken her to Prom in High School and learned what modesty was meant to mean by joking about getting laid by her, so I'd go to Poland for POP culture and join the Army, get a wife, self explanatory stuff. But I never hosted parties at my family house. It's not hard to make Brigands jealous, so should I have gotten into parties that merged with parties of a high closure I'd totally fight for a piece of the Commandery to thwart "Reaver" from them. Like "Renegade" with the Stoners - they totally treated every girl like a "gypsy" to let their queer sides playthrough to proving their meakness, to have perverse be their only show of might incase I was a "Brigand". So I used "Reaper" on them as a skateboarder until I felt they were ready to be slain by the hood of thievery. The Thief I was had never gotten caught so I had no intentions of sharing my virtues with Stoners if they were going to exceed the population of 5, and mine did downgrade to raver-Outcasts in High School, so still somewhere inside my soul not yet proven, but in a not forsaken reserve mentality state I rebelled against those Stoners. Took their safe-house, used their own gypsies to fear abdicating themselves anew, and before it went too long and the kid returned home I kept my rank and called it in to the kid's Hands, feigning friendship, and that purged the party - It got me my own commandry of "Commander-Lieutenant's", I didnt steer them probably having succeeeded in the revellrey of that Carnival-Swordsman magistrate, I wanted to opt out to fight as a skateboarder so I let myself bide with a "Squad Leader"-Type after revoking my presence from the Stoners, but the squad I kept of the gypsies were junkies not resistence plagues and so I didnt follow them to concerts. Whilst not to raid the popularity of the parties because I have no need to contempt my views of myself for the future of my successions I got to, I vipered my squad instead of leading a Providence of Gamers so I could skateboard without nuisances by accomplishing Extremist by Champion virtue; I claimed my turf and reclaimed my "Commander Grade 3" by purging "1st Lieutenant" from the new scene of skateboarding I had purged myself from a Gamer's safe-house that became gypsies. It may of been anarchic of me because they were part of the ravers, that had the outcasts, that befriended me at the local mall and simplified Highlander romances being Reaver/Ravager Resistance Nihilists that do so, but I prefer to think of them as the people that became gamers from a "medjai" disposition being gradual bitches of smokers. My attack on the squad in the early partying itself was meant to be an assault, but they didn't fight me back so I just let myself get crunk like that for many years. The finishing attack was nothing Captain like though, just perfectly orientated messages on facebook when the house parties got to fighting level, and then I deleted my facebook a few years later when no person was a Challenger about it. It like avenges the resistance virtue of elementary school U.S.A. Army Party-Animal peering.<br><br>As it were, I was just bonding with girls when what changed was there were Harlot-Hunters amongst shade-hunter people, too, that quit to suffice as perverts, and the Flower girl didn't become a cheerleader - having her boys quit on her to be Bards, which gave a rise in goons quitting being a Castle Guard/Lancer and merely were just dating girls like they were carnival prizes- but it was the Harlot-Hunters emo-style of Boppers that kept the love harmonic to be valiant, and not the gooks that benigned into comedians from bode-bandit "shifter" to a girlslocker room queer. I separate blonde girls with naturally whiteish hair around here, fore I needed a Princess vice from the girls vsing "harem" by brainwashing themselves into becoming cooties against Harlot-Hunters by making sexual barrages on boys to not be a floozie. I never saw the Flower's original Prince, but Middle School had misfit Bards so I can imagine them as the brutes that happened to pretend to be the Flower's Earl to attain stuff like Brigand to help pretenders pretend to be Lancers so I could vs the Flower's virtue and progress to my own Prince for the sake of gaining special education classes (where Knight is a valuable diligence as an asset if solo) because it got rather easy in Middle School. My Lady went to a different High School, and so I never got to be that Overlord I mentioned earlier. I would of learned to not take her to the Prom Dance but instead focus on finding a Polish Lady, and make it as an Opponent.<br><br>I also did Polish Church Camp 6th Grade to 9th Grade. The Deacon was responsible with teaching us to colonize, but it took me a while to comprehend that because I was a default leader of my cabin. So, I lost archery practice for harrassment. I need to learn that fore I carried a girl across a gorge there. I've already learned swordsmanship, and am 49|60 Polish Kings from finishing my Polish monarchy study for Kawaler virtue, now that I'm doing adult life. Then it'll be geography, and I think since I found my animalsoul and did that Ranger restitution against reavers that I may try a higher college value for forestry. I'm not sure though, as it's a Polish husband thing, I believe certainly.</font><br><br><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="Dundee-Crown High School">Dundee-Crown High School [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><font color="#bec7c7">My family moved to the elementary neighborhood. I began at a different High School, but I wasn't preppy so it didn't matter to me which High School I ever went to. A single "Pretender" type of higher grade older student tried to oppose me in the gym locker room, whether to recruit me into his style or get beaten by me I have no idea as I wasn't yet prepared, or infamous. He insulted my name to get to that position, and so I just ignored him. After 9th Grade delinquency I got sent to a school in Aurora that paid delinquents to stay in school. I got a check every month for trying to learn to get back to High School's peer pressure. My mother got me to try a sport in 11th Grade, and with nothing else to join I did Indoor Track. I quit the practices, because. I would of graduated the same year as my peers but the extra year of schooling went into January for the DIPLOMA, so I graduated in 2011.<br><br>By now I also had a thing for motorxross motorcycles, but it isn't a hobby like skateboarding, or even thieving because I adversly kept getting invited to parties by the other skateboarders - Specifically to avenge girl cheerleaders, too! But they refrained from partying with us actually, so that night my thieving avenged us from thugmemberment - and we just partied with people that also didn't make Prep Contemporary, and were stuck with marijuana, so we just did beer rules with them for like 10 years as skateboarders. No violence, too, I was like the few that tried to fight to sustain the glory from becoming a virtue trap.<br><br>I usually just did the cafeteria, or basketball court room in the mornings, with the gym at lunch. I found a group of students that played "Call out!" there. (Make it in the basket and call someone out, should they block your shot that's that just keep playing on, should you get it in though they're out of the game until someone get's you out.) Until I got peer pressured by a kid from the middle school locker rooms to smoke marijuana. This kid I kneed in the stomach at elementary school recess lines. He crumbled crying, and I just went in with the rest of the students. I never got in trouble. At the time it was differentiating wild animal soulmates from pet animal soulmates, now that the roleplayers had matured to relent from being bitches, we began peer pressuring. He wasn't any person I was aware of, in fact he tried to nerve me to be gay by being obnoxious - and with him being close I turned to instinctively grab him by the shoulders and kneed him in the stomach. As for High School, well, I just found him at the cafeteria, and modestly acompanied him there. Seemed reasonable, what with the dandies/and <span class="bb-s">vizier</span>bitches naively bothered by girls that I shouldn't quit on my gymlocker room predation. Eventually I heard of where rogueish students went to smoke and so the area became a smoking location outside of school providence. An area I never saw the kid at, and eventually other skateboarders gathered to to smoke, too.<br><br>He brought me to a dark forest, before I found that smoke area, at night without telling me what we were going to do. He met a boy there, as I was a fellow. And the smoking solemnly happened, the boy got bored and thought about making a game of smoking by pounding the shoulder whilst we held the THC in our lungs, before exhaling smoke. I saw it as a form of Jock rivalry, and would of enjoyed it but the Dork said no and it didn't happen. It took a further 2-3 dates before I smoked correctly. The Dork was okay, the two of us were gaining Highlander esteems; Going to parties at a bluff, Gal parties (although when it comes to <span class="bb-i">Gals</span> wanting to be Girls there were some Gals that smoked and were invasive. I think they were rivalring "occultist", not naturalists, because I don't think a Gymnastic Gal would fell herself - I think they'd become Cooties or something, if at all by the by for 'Fairy Princess'. Such as for the Prom tiara.), gamer parties that raided courage, nightlife, but it gradually became boonieful. After the first time we got drunk with older people was with the 3rd groupy's brother's friends of our 4 boy group (I was 4th) the people were misfits thanks to booze, and it was making him skulk away from being a faggot. That 3rd Boy (the 2nd being a Birthday Boy who I too partied over at his Birthday in 1st Grade thanks to an invitation) lived in a section where he learned of guy parties, with me being a Thief we raided their pools for beer to keep our might positions amongst the parties. Before that, as I was saying, our first time getting drunk was playing a game of "Asshole": 1 Kingdom Playing Cards were drawn to every person playing at the party, and whoever had the highest card had to command a person lower than him to drink 1 entire beer and name them the "Asshole" of Mead. It became a resort of deserting himself from Stoners to Potheads which lost him his faggotry as a queer - so for me to better regard hippies I sabotaged his influence. He was on a fishing trip with his dad when I was sitting in an automobile with a skater and some other partiers. With no where to go I made my influence known to myself about all that and furthered being a Reptant Commandery Troop, but I didn't expect them to follow, I was just getting busy is all; I offered his house as we were wondering what to do driving about, and after slinking in through the window I opened the door for them - and held a 3 day|night party there. With my Polish skill I made it with a fat girl; I didn't bother with talking to her like she could of been a Gal of Lasses when I righteoused to my sexyness in the boy's room when the party vagranted away leaving the two of us, so I wouldn't actually care about her future like a Fledgeling, since if I really want the girl making a relationship with me I'd prefer her to be of atleast skateboard girl placatement, or it was that I just didn't give the bj enough time with it being a party I had a lapse of time to thwart hosting it as a Rogue, that I just took her onto that bed and pretended to make her to save face with my party Courtesans, they were rather intelligent and would totally barge into the room eventually. The next time I saw her was years later, she had lost the weight and was in peer bodice. Twice I was lost for a lapse of time there - the second moment was when the boy would return. So I abused my phone and faked being a friend to his gf. She came with the rest of the groupies and lost "hipposter"(she was 1 of those raving outcast wannabes), and I didn't speak over the partiers blaming me withas their gypsy stature I preferred to stand there a Shadow Ranger; Not letting them get to know me, as I'm sure only negatives is when a gypsy pretends to acknowledge their "goodness" to pretend to be a Median. After having mastered that Sellranger Skateboarder prestige to Pool King, hill delves, shredding, the girls mattered and the skateboarder battlemants to avenge girls communising to patronage to attain Lady got me an anarchic rank in Soulmate; I'd be fighting off other skateboarders indefinetly, but at least I wasn't a Sergeant Frat or something attemptee for "Scarecrow", I got Brown Spotted Pit Viper. They went through vsing people like "Thrashers" and "Boppers", that were trying to conform me into a soulmate like that so they would succeed against Harlots of Lipstick City. I didn't become a Resistance Rank and assemble gamestore girls after mosh pitting, I kept skateboard parties the norm ao I wouldn't boast/brag about making a reptant effort for Extremist, because the vagrants ployed help to ascertain being a gypsy from aspiring intruder queer possibilities I accomplished looking like I had attitude from merits, and that regardless of how carnivalist the stature of my rank grants me anonymity of my might being less than extreme and equalizing me as an Extreme Troop; The more I didn't talk the more I'd reflexively astonish, when I did talk I'd gain prowess towards being an Officer, and knowing it didnt matter because I could of said something at the start kept it all aligned that I was never less than an Officer. Because I skateboarded with other local skateboarders and I communed on the turf the ranking was for beer reasons, and the reasons for marijuana having an effect on party rank must of been they didn't know how to quit it and start over with a girl. I believe the rank is Commander Grade 3 for me; We would drive to other skateparks, and if we had beer with us, we would guard ourselves from indulging the Preps if we wanted to drink out in the open. I refrained from being a full LT to the initiative, fore I'm not their Vassal. I only saw 1 avengence my whole life - and that was me attempting to fight beside Sean Mara in the brawl he created. I was stopped by 1 of the other boys with us, and instead just watched the two rough it, until we decided to end the combat for both sides and walked away into the night. The closest thing beside that was when he, Sean, started another fight by calling a partier a "nigger" profusely - the squad hustled the black kid out the party house and their friends left, too, without a fuss. During that I was just watching and lit a cigarette whilst everyone else gawked. It was a rather dark living room, the walls were red and I felt I needed to meritously go for thee lighter moment. Eventually my house being to far away had me skateboarding back to how I perceived my intentions and partying stopped being random.<br><br>That did make me vs vagabonds, though. They were better to not be fought, so the adversity could make me virtuous, and have them not attain the vagabond Resistance legend the "Plague" because letting them become "Corsair" was Sword Hunter for me. I would of loved fighting a poser in need of a Pet Animal Soulmate Vanquisher, but mine were fake. I did complete my skateboarding promise though: I've been skateboarding for 17+ years. I learned to pump and ollie at the original burg, and a pop shove it at my Gfolks. I had the balance good and well, when the new burg came it had no sidewalks, and was infamously named "Sleepy Hollow" at that. Hills, hills, and great smooth ways all around; I met the 10th Grade skateboarders my 11th Grade year, having earned a return to the High School, and at the smoking area. These skateboarders and I complied turf together, with them I learned other tricks like the variel kickflip (mine's got to be a variel heelflip. The direction is correct as the varielkickflip, but I have a late flick. I do a pop shove it then kick out in the heelflip area of my board, instead of the kickflip area on the right side), 180s front|back side, half-cab's, reverts, powerslides, and learned intimate foot positions - I had to think within the shoe. With that tutelage, that I traded smoking marijuana for, I learned to apprehend the tricks I had almost missed because of these skateboarders on my turf and availed myself by learning how to 360 a 360. I made my pop shove it fakey, nollie, and "regular" so I could get my balance centered, as I said. Their games of SKATE didn't compromise me, and I didn't do stairs or gaps with them like a doofus. I kept my skateboarding and my marijuana in synch, which was a much better fortitude than that mooch's median friendships. The skatepark was created around 12th Grade. There I furthered my skateboarding to a freestyle and that's why I never accepted stairs, but did eventually try to be a Pool King type - but it was upslope, instead of dropping in on halfpipes. I still included new tricks like a 360/nollie 360 shove its, heelflip, small-spins and some other nollie/ollie tricks into SKATE but I prefered to birdslide, tailslides, wallslides, 50-50, disasters, boardslides, grinds, primos/primo-flips, stalling, riding down stairs/hubbas, and I landed a kickflip once (it was a straight toe flick). I also know moonwalk, cannonball, caveman, the boneless, manuals, and can jump stuff. I also learned the half-pipe, but I fractured my arm when I began to work correctly in 2020 going upslope to viper the halfpipes. So, I quit, I wasn't in it to be a friend, I was in it to be tougher - which is knowing frontside is my frontside, and backside is my backside, I don't diversify the stances nor do I think "SKATE" is a peer system, prefering the pool party but I only made urban. I skateboard with my right leg on the upside of the middle towards the viper tongue and bop with my left leg. There's no "goofy" just my stance being regular. When I'd practice skateboarding the other stance it's colloquially accepted as "switch". I'm building a skateboard throne now because I avenged defending my bravery, it is now a unanimous might, through Gleneagle Farm's, Illinois.<br><br>I found myself able to have a style towards flames and skulls, and tried not to wear shorts so as to succeed as a Barbaric Mercenary VIRTUE when I made money correctly to buy camoflouge cargo pants to exercize into being a man thanks to the memories I created before. As for later during skateboarding on a better regard my clothing had me ripping patronage status like brands off beanies/visored cuffless beanies, skinny pants instead of basic ripped jeans, hoodies thought as jackets, and medium sized shirts because I was endeavouring to get muscular someday, so I wanted to have a reminiscance that I was tall because I was being fit. I used an anarchy cotton wristband as an armband and that made me prevail towards sleevelessness - but not without the proper tattoo placements vectored from having T-shirts; DEATH is on my right forearm, and I have a SPADE symble on my left arms bicep, because I learned my Birthcard is the 7 of Spades. Other than my back, or tongue, the rest of my body won't be having tattoos. (Nor the tongue, I just like that possibilty of rogue, misfit, or anarchic privledge). The Brown Spotted Pit Viper is tattooed on my back. It's head and body arn't angled how I wanted them to be, so I'm going to not color the viper because it's not thee animal dipiction of me I found as my animalsoul.</font><img src="https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/3920140a-4869-44b7-9582-b3f061099ee1.jpg" /><img src="https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/5e632b56-cfbb-4495-9890-6b2bdaac43d4.png" /> <font color="#eac117">The tattooist even couldn't make it without shading in a base for his operations. I said just the viper - It'd be thrashing if I were to quit and just get it colored for the sake of other peoples peer pressure. It's 12 inches in diameter{?}. I'm going to get a tattoo colored over it's head and what pieces of the body is acceptable across. I said in elementary school I liked the color orange when favorite colors became sporadic, I said it to not forsake myself in the moment, so I may be going to glorify it into a visage on my back as a symbol I have for defeating Pet Animal Soulmates.<br><br>I also dated two Girls, 1 in 11th Grade and the other in 12th Grade. The first one had no class, she quit herself and became a lesbian. But I did learn that I don't do friends for real. She tried to have me secretly be a friend, but after she voiced it to sustain a placatement level amongst her friends I skateboarded away. I'm not going to get confused to be a Bopper. The other one I got randomly from smoking. I slithered into a private smoke area overlooking a bluff town and she was there with two of her friends. I offered the Damsel to walk with her through the night home, as a Protector, but her prettyness made us into a relationship after that night. We didn't last long, she was sexual, and I was partying. I could of thought to bring her to parties had I better experience than just walking her home probably because the first night she and I were making the relationship legit, but then she tried to suck my weiner - had it been normaly sexy I'd of enjoyed taking her to parties, but I not knowing how to deal about us comprehended it as frivolity, so ended it with the vixen. <br><br>With having not stayed at house parties to become a guardian of some sort, preferring to remember the adversity was an adventure and escaped from police to avenge my endurance beyond agility avenging my shadowing, my partying was skateboard style. But because of Infiltrators perusing the style to cheat being a rival, maybe against gamers, they would vilely support interest in stealing our girlfriends to attain "shade" and comeback with an Omnus-female leading him... Which would be rare to have the enemy of the Resistance\Plagues party as a warrior before being a hellraiser... He reminded me that his type of girl the STELLAR types; Twinkle, Starlight, Solar, Solarflare, Supernova. And of the LUNAR types; Astral, Nebula, Cosmos, Universe, and Galaxy, that are the gypsy females specifically against omnus-male "skinners" are most likely hiding h.i.v. from cheerleaders, being possibly poes, wisps, or other kinds of spirits because out here the stellar and lunar types are against medjai against the Playground-Ladies|Ladies-of-the-Meadow that don't have house party Maidens but instead safe-houses of omnuses to forsake themselves at pretending they're witches because they'd believe a Fairy, whether 'Fair' Maiden or 'Fair Lady', Princess couldn't exist without them themself rivaling Gentlemen as damnations abided by "sirens" of a millenial, (since they'd rather misinterpret history, and the current age about animalsoul tattoos deeming Soulmates) by going to school games and festivities\or they quit that to learn to be evil to have one of the Roman centurion types fuck them into being an 'Athenian Archon' so they can make 'Oracle' for an 'Omnus'. Perhaps they partied, too. The skateboarders primarily partied together, of the escorts that brought me to parties they weren't ampy or hyped really. Which made it obvious I should beat down the drug-dealers inevitably because I wanted the parties to be righteous and virtuous but instead they all just drank and smoked for no reason, which made me fight my own team (separate from the skateboarders, but for 1 of them) occasionally for reknown amongst them incase they were varments and telling those Brokers - in which I'd fight then for Champion, and That is what keeps me capable of having this treasury-restitution - that I can be a Sellsword Host. My team disbanded before I was 23, and then I began to have a real job, and got away from skateboarding for highlander jobs. I created testimonials on this profile to get to a restitution to correctly deduce how to proceed with my partying, and since it's roleplaying here I had to purge the retrospect compatriotism "Plagues" having learned being familial animals, and avenged my animal to be roleplayed solo for prospering monogamy. Keeping the "Shifters" bitches in my mind, because they ain't a Fledgeling but the rival "queers" (because homosexuals wouldn't know the integrity to acknowledge the pride). They reason that we the people of a Country are so inferior that we'd believe we were surrounded by intruders automatically. They deem themself the intruder, hoping to usurp the Nationality of the real world as bitches. Because peer pressure is too much for them. Marijuana had infilitrated the schools because of them, and parties were made to not abide the skullduggery of it being profused that bitches were sexually attracted to boys for touching us at field trips for spirituality, instead of the romanticly attracted soulmates stuff that Valentine's Day beseeches- which is partly why I made those Party Animal Soulmate rules above. Every party I went to smoked, and smoked, and smoked, and eventually the better parties - if you got to these you were vsing the queers faggots, and stoners - learned to be a vanguard, against centurions probably, but a vanguard of virtue for nobilitys sake. Beer does get abused by Reavians though to raid the smokers. The smokers shunned themself into helping marijuana be prosperous for lies of peace, because of those reavians. <br><br>Beer, became beer pong, chugging, beer bongs, vodka and the upheaval of the integrity of liking girls, by not downgrading to some "paramour" or "debonair" but battling the reavians that support blue wolf as a means of escape from being such a man as that - mighty. <br><br>I kept my thievery virtue into nobility, and vs the upstarts now. I will not commune for Rallier, or Captain, but uphold the chivalry of proving quitting is a party too. Ranks are the opponents against those beer bastards that are doing it just to unrival competition, because they have no integrity about it - they're jealious of the actual vanguard and would think they've lost "Highlander" or "Lowlander" and try to revive the Reavers.<br><br>So, as it goes, for the Ranger of vanguards, proving their integrity towards the future so vanguards don't lose hope to a centurion and think they should make a "Republic" with the Reavians, I have tattooed my animalsoul, through serious studying (and the beginning of my working years to surmount towards college if wanted, too), the Brown Spotted Pit Viper onto my back. And for what it's worth my High School mascot is a Charger.<br><br>Some parties I was a challenger, but no blood, no pain. As the parties gradually lost the hype and reconciled as a younger generation I almost had a Birthday Party chance to be a Champion. It was a skateboarders Birthday Party, and some of his contemporaries, whom I stole from because skateboarding was a free-for-all, got nervous and beckoned the party to go outside. That boy and I looked into each others eyes and I guessed a party arena, so for the Ranger nobility I learned in special education, being that they're not girls, I made certain to be the last to exit, but instead of entering like a Champion for all to memorize, I quit the party out the front door and walked home. Those boys never partied with the skateboarders again, too. They failed "Poser" and so never got to "Pretender" from Harrower... Having no virtue to avenge Pet Animal Soulmates like the Flower's Castle Guard, or a Gendry for a Vanguard's Garrison. <br><br>Many parties later, and the disbandment of my own contemporaries, I, thanks to skateboarding having a skatepark and with the move back to the old Burg, got brought to my last party. That boy from my 9th Grade gym locker room experience was hosting it at his parents house. I still don't ever know his name. In all my parties I never kept peoples names - I didn't want a Pet Animal Soulmate to keep to using a word like "bitch" like a vagrant. I tried to even thwart facebook's chancillory of nobliary proportions "vanguard" with a play-by-play of Challanger to get Reaper, but they all failed as "chumps" so I deleted my facebook a few years later for my threatening, but basic, challenges to of been read {I also included telling what viziers I had acclimated from middle school for playing Halo 1 and 2 system link|runescape pursuing the dandies they had also there that I am not their friend, and not the dandies that were their friends - because bitches like that don't matter. They couldn't make scum/scuff to deny them having an "envoy" "emmisary=emir" of the bode-bandits. It avenges my Lady from Homecoming Dance}. The party was going on well, I almost even got intruder but the host (after locking me out the back; I didn't humiliate myself with a bellow. I was plussed and returned in through their open "party" entrances) wasn't muscular, so absolved to forsaking that didn't bother to hone his Hosting into a Leader of a Vanguard but instead I defeated the vagrant with my mere presence. His counterparts got mad at one of the skateboarders I was there with, so much so they made a legion to go after him. I tried to dismay them from proceeding, but they were vehement. I still tried to block them within the door frame to the front yard, where my contemporary was prepared to get into a automobile and leave, but my special education opponent virtue for the Flower finally ceded, and I didn't brashly attack the warning-chokehold - letting the vanguard pass. Unadvantageous now, I chose to go around the house from the back, a shadow reflex from my experience as a Burglar, when I got to the front the fight had been quit and I forestalled leaving on the side of the house until I did with all my original skateboarders. Every skateboarder quit the party, the last the host personally by the hems of their jacket tossed them out the front door. He was the new guy, and he found the party, and he was also our driver. Very interesting, too, that I didn't party with him until I moved back into the old Burg. We'd skateboard the night to keep to the crunk system of merit. <br><br>With that my skateboarding parties were done. I still had to defend my honor in the Burg, because they didn't know the precedence I earned, and so I subdued them with a K.N.D. 1st LT jostle. Although, in the absence of parties I seculared the misfit contemporary skateboarding rival the chumps (to young to be my generations peer pressure, so they can be thought as dudes/dudettes. "chump" is a mockery of their potential to become that animal with thumbs. That's what the Pet Animal Soulmate Soulmates can figure out - but fear using it) forlorned into a band of gambits, too. After jail I was purged of that immaturity, and didn't make them a real band of thieves. Instead I prestiged for High School Stud, as the 1st Opponent of Dundee-Crown High School playing for Highlander against whatever virtue of a resistance they could make, aside their gambits. Which I also personally excommunicated - right as I was Challenging the facebook population.</font></div></div><br><br><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="The End.">The End. [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><font color="#f6d992">During that I had moved back to my original Burg with my family. In the same house. In it was my sister and her boyfriend. She didn't make it to nobility, she feigned a Prude integrity with her looks and a boy impregnated her. They tried to survive in the house a year before the other house foreclosed and we moved back in. She harvested the neighbors to save grace. It's very Girl-Next-Door with the daycare having been here since the beginning, when the Burg had finished being built. My High School's town disignation "Carpentersville" has it as part of it's turf now, too. It sends students to other High Schools, not mine, though. But the Burg is not "Carpentersville" it's "Gleneagle Farm". Sure is nice be able to use both for mail.<br><br>My sister must of told the bicycle gang about where we lived, because the boy whose bicycle I placated from the apartments eventually found the Burg with a gang of about 9 bicyclists. They came for me specifically, as I semi-jogged my distance from them. I was amused that so many had come, but with it being a new Burg my instincts told me to endure it, so I didn't let them get close to me. They cruised their distance for 2-3 blocks like that with me. I lured them into a cul-de-sac and then got off the street behind the houses, and began to flank when some girl from the cul-de-sac saw them, and I could hear her say to them to stop following me. I never saw them again. They must of tried to actually "dragoon" me, but I never thought I was with them so naturally I kept my distance. <br><br>I dated a sister of my sister's settlement, and exacted rivalry against the code of sibling rivalry for a permanent challenge, because she'd be of equal status to her popularity and once before in this Burg when the daycare was assembling a Neighborhoodmy sister told people a random rumor about me, and I was with her that day, otherwise I doubt it'd of reached me because the parents of the house, too, gave me grimaces. She made the daycare wench quit the South of the Burg. She stuck to my block in the North. I never figured out the rumor, nor has any person ever told me. I've just been mightier than them by default, and made sure to keep it that way. But there was a bastard in the south South that liked the rumor and stayed in contact with them in the North, probably because the mentallyretarded guy that was also there as a Groom to a family in the north, across the street from my house, had her and him a chance for the daycare to represent respecting retards had something to do with it. Some parties call this type of hussie a crackwhore. <br><br>This girl I dated lost Pet Animalsoulmate, and my sister lost Animalsoulmate-In-Heat. Afterwhich I peace-keeped to the Gambits to not be friends with the Polish boy that was a brother to a sister my sister buddied when we lived here originally. It'd be my turf, and I have no interests in sidelonging to be a Polish Scamp that uses adversity to not be a Soulmate, but also to exemplify to myself where my might has gotten me from Sleepy Hollow.<br><br>I even fought a dad, that I like to play-wright as an Andal, because that's my American upbringing from the apartment complex. To fight Reavers, and through school I learned to have them become bereft around me in the need to heroicly defeat them, too. He must of snooped with the Pet Animal Soulmate's mom, and her neighbor friend is a daycare neighbor so it only makes sense because they're not pretty, but he also completely stopped being involved in the neighborhood after I gave him his beating. Perhaps he made that plan himself. My police calls shut down every attempt he's made to be a "Scarecrow" hiding from "Reaver". I could shut down his independence day. I now know how to properly say to the police "I read that you need to be pyrocertified to use fireworks, I don't think the guy in my neighborhood is. Please do something about it." but I'm hesitating because I have such a high evaluation of partying from a fledgeling incurment. But I have to to not be a "faggot". As it's the only nobility the U.S.A. kept to the new world; The Forest Ranger. They made the duelist virtue of Bachelor a President. So, by that means "Capitalism" are the students neglecting to be truthful by facading insidiousness with going to college from the brainwash of 12 years of school, to reprimand themself at a party that they're Beggars, instead of Peasents. So, for republican reasons Prep isn't democratic. <span class="bb-u">I called the police the day before shutting down their fireworks with what I said above, but today 7/4/2022 it rained on him making me miss the call.</span><br><br>With all these experiences I also vs 1 of my earliest birthday party boys, the halfbrother of my generation you'll read about inevitably better than me just saying that I occasionally played with him, but from the day I moved into the burg and found a playset in the backyard of someones house - getting them to come out to me, he barely existed as a friend, and instead I somehow got stuck being competent with his younger halfbrothers, and after making thievery known to them I escaped their dungeoneering efforts to recruit me from video game consoles to be uncouth. I introduced them to RuneScape when I found it, and they gradually got pressured by their parents to try and dismay me from playing it with them when I did- probably because I was virtueous and it made them jealous that I was getting attitude to defend it, naturally into a might sense - whereas their whole family played baseball, and were uncouth specifically to hold bitch. When I began skateboarding they development hadn't evolved to golden retriever, and so no longer were variable to have as friends. I had thought they went to my sister's High School, but my intelligence reserve found that they went to the chump High School that these chumps I jostle are from. I have it said in my k.N.D. section who they are, but I haven't explained what their sister tried chumply for herself on me, too. After the gambits I enterred this safe-house, now that the Polish boy tried to shun me for dating the popular girl... In a Burg he never leaves, too, so I prestige for Stud, having told him I wasn't his friend, and stopped jogging in that direction because I was just doing so to get close to him to say that. The gambits partied like Harlot-Hunters and even had a comedian duo getting crunk. It was nice to see a relationship of queers that weren't "shifters" - but would they go to each other naked around a bonfire to test "shifter" romances that they werent queers? I can't even think it. I practiced quelling the parties here that needed to bide to smoke together because they couldn't sustain buying the marijuana itself - they had to quit peer pressure and trap themselves into the cesspool of it. They did it their senior year of High School, probably appealing to their gambits to quit skateboarding to become <span class="bb-s">raiders</span> Chumps.<br>Enjoying the easyness it was to gain Highlander from Stud I knew enterring the safe-house would be the "Bard Fight" that I can purge being a Champion, and hold for Extremist virtues of Soulmate, instead.<br>I played music in their house on tablets, while biding intelligence to know how to pursue Guardian for this household. They couldn't compliment my getting muscular within their advocacy to party. And tried to recruit me like bandits, but bandits afraid of their power - since they're all bastards. Something I forgot about until I became a Foe to them. <br><br> They tried to recruit me like bandits which comes in two ways: The outlaw types but I got experience to deny them me and would fight like a Reaper of Burglory if so, and so it must of been the type people forsake - that they were varments and were trying to ridicule themself hoping I'd not know and succumb to their "peer pressure" to their side - I am not "uncouth", though. I abandonded them and began my course of actions to prevail for myself, no longer persevering. Painted my room, adorned posters on 1 wall entirely, bought some flags for the other wall, Billiards felted the ceiling (but not before collecting all the balls 1 month at a time and in order, too and renounced my video game consoles to exercize the mornings correctly (but it took a manifestation, the tattoo had to happen specifically when I created the thought). Studying the monarchial history of life into today's existance for Bachelors happened, which has me found Kawaler of the Kingdom of Poland, I am a Kawaler of the Kingdom of Poland. And ordained visages of my virtues while making a manifestation treasury or whatever it's called presiding my journalling of it all -like a Landed Knight is suppossed to. Even prepared to enter the only Ranger Academy in the entire United States of America, but I was nonplussed about it so it was just a corricullum to attain proper education for the Forestry Associates Degree. I did though get accepted into Elgin Community College.<br><br>I was inadvertently bothered by my sisters scamp, so I took the "parephernellia" as he called it - my smoking peace bowl, pipe, chilllium, and bubbler and stashed them at the bastard "safehouse" 5 houses up the street, With their knowledge of them being there. This scamp I allowed to have my xbox in the teenage neighborhood whence he became my sisters primary bf. He took it and all my games, though. I didn't blurt a bellow about it, keeping my stealth to become an opponent and have that itself rejuvinate anything I've defaulted in the past - by not being that quit gangster queer type whacko/abomination because it was "peer pressure", or whatever those bitches think I think of them going through the gayness of communism thanks to the minorities of popularity.<br><br>I didn't get to be an opponent for the next of her bf's, he happened to stay with her and make a child - removing her from my nobility for he's not Polish. So, this time he'd be around my family because of my sister, and quite possibly that 1 time at my cousins when I was getting to the family car he was a bit plussed about the situation and happened to be a nonexistantial Grooming-Gendry - which he thwarted when at that moment he said to me, in a form of banditry, "I did drugs, shrooms, and smoke too" to me to supercede my sister or something in the family, there was no need for that - but he did, and from that moment on I had an intruder in my midst. Which was going well for me, because I'm a pureblood - I'll fight my dad and uncles all the way to the bone to keep my precedence, and create a heir of my own with my own family.<br><br>So, to not give him room within my actual family home I stashed those smoking things over there. When I had returned for them I had fought my sisters bf, and my dad made him scamper away from our home ever after, a pitty I was hoping to break more of his nose and attain a higher status of Reaper than just Guardian. I'm first opponent in my family, you see.<br><br>Those bastards smashed those smoking ornaments, except for the pipe, and the bowl was missing too. I placed the fractures pieces into my hand, walked out their garage to their front door, fore they hadn't known I was there yet, and rang their doorbell. The youngest opened the door, and I placed the fractured pieces into his hand and told him to tell his brother "I know." That was my beginning to targeting them. I returned later that day and there they were, there was no difference to me if they had known I thought them as anything other than brothers, because they're all bastards. (The Half-Brother, my age, comes from the dad and a dead mom. The new mom had 4 boys from a failed relationship join those two. And these parents created 1 girl, and the youngest, a boy, too.) But I can suspect that they had created charisma with my return, like I was dumber than them actually, which means they're uncouth. They tried to recruit me the way I said before. I left and messaged them some months later from some work experience, because I wanted to regain the virtue of might I was attaining in my peer pressuring, so I began a valiance for my own resistance virtue for the K.N.D!<br><br>But, because I learned adversaries in a lot of spectrums, like skateboarding, partying, I went to <a href="http://facebook.com" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">facebook.com</a> and made an identical message to them, and the 3 parents "Fuck you heretic this is my turf." If they were going to keep that charisma into a personality I needed to make the pride that they forsake, and I added a "fuck you" so they'd comprehend it as bad, and not think they had their own turf, too. I know they talk to one another in that house, it should be a stable gambit.<br><br>And whilst I was messaging them I saw something abominable about them... the oldest of those 4 I said above happens to have just abdominal muscles. No pecs. Like he's been trying to suck his own penis. Of all those "knuckleheads" and "damnations" this is some sort of mutant.<br> Their sister, thanks to me dating that girl tried to be assertive of her reputation, since they're bastards - she's a little Cooty Sweet Thing. I was entering playing with some tactical The Misfits clothing, having earned it as a skateboarder from not being fascist, and trying to feel the mercenary might the "Titans" of emos wouldn't be able to fathom. Flipping through hundreds of music on their touchscreen tablets biding for compliance got her to enjoy searching for them on the very tablets herself, one day I entered to see it. After that happened the banditual cruitment by her brothers. She still had a plan of her own, I like to think anyways, when some other day she was out raking leaves with her hair dyed "screamo" perfect blonde, and was wearing a metal shirt, too. She waved to me obnoxiously, but meritously like she was used to her skill that way as I was driving by. Wanting to be a rival, I ended her innocence, with a spectrum kiss blown at her. She got bashful and immediately quit to look down, but eventually got 1 eye to look back up at me. The next day her hair was back to timber wolf brown, but without the beauty she played with before the screamo blonde.<br>She has a black camoflauge bikini, and the girl also had the nerve to ignore her mother's conversation some years later as I walked by their house to attempt the Cooty Sweet Thing I said she is. "I like the wolf" she managed to say at me. I didn't say a thing, you know me, I'm a Viper. I kept walking and never even looked at her. I guess that "Slut's" are lipstick city stuff meaning they aint "sluts" until always acknowledged as such, so she must be preparing as one - and with these Chumps she'd make a gambit like a "dweeb" to be a shallow country beatnic incase she'd gets fought by hicks, intending to hold peer pressure amongst "shifters". But with me going Stud I had practiced noise complaints on the Chumps, to prepare myself to fight whatever "Champion" they'd get to sustain it being a system, anyways. Which got sentries away from my Burg, now they're in a scramble to keep pretending who they were before starting senior year. The girl I dated, and what friends she had In-Waiting, have moved to an apartment I think. And who I dated has grown her red hair to her tailbone, too. <br><br>When younger here there was 1 or 2 blames the police said I committed, and I didn't, but because I didn't I didn't try to defend myself, choosing to listen to the police officer entirely befoure I make my Court Ranger judgement. Once the police officer didn't say what for, he was just instantly blaming me. That was the time I didn't get afronted, I had no desire to be a Guardian of the Burg, I was going for Hero. I was also like 6. The other time they said I got out a marble maze toy from the Burg Park. It had 3 marbles with 6 holes, 3 in center 3 on the edges. It was drilled in with stakes that had no flattops to remove them, and the plastic itself was color coated to match the park, so I wouldn't of had the idea to even kick/or bash the thing out from it's 2nd floor height. It was overlooking the Park by the slides. To not hurt myself I'd of needed to have it fall off - that'd make noise, no matter what I did to get it off. And if I were to have it fall inwards, which was impossible because it was like 12ft up and in a corner of blue metal rung-guards, I'd of had to been smart to have it fall inward by use of a saw upwards, which is dangerous- but nothing should penetrate the plastic. The metal rungs were enough to discern an attempt to stab, or drill a hole to then saw upwards.... But no saw is worth that effort. I wish I could blame some delinquents I rivaled here (at the Park a lone blue vest and his buddy encouraged me to fight another boy at the park, and only because I knew the boy already I instinctually chose to fight him for extra might that I just was gaining by being proud to have been venturing outside doing things by my self. It was terrible. All I did was clench his hair with both my fists and tried to drag him nearer to me, but being tall it was just pulled down or something. I suppose it could of been acknowledging arms length to hold him by 1 arm and punch his face in with the other.) but it's just not possible I think to have gotten away with it like it was a crime. <br><br>Maybe the police just did that.<br><br>The maze was gone from the park when I went there. Now that I think about it, it probably got vandalled, and maybe had my name on it from that - so I got blamed. . . But I like thinking it was the bastards more than the wiley kids from the cul-de-sac because they're younger than me.<br><br>The best thing about it all is, that bowl of mine that was stolen extra by them. If it was stolen, why would they steal it to abandon their garage? The parties arn't as open as before, but it's a family of 10 or something - the other bastards party inside now, because of the girl. That bowl I can only think that they stole it to offer it to some person, or because they'd wuss out for bragging about having gotten it but they wouldn't try and sell it - and selling it to a regular store clerk is availing me, so they became even less people just from that 1 move. They should of just smashed it like the other glass peace smokers. They're dumb. I just need to do a "noise-complaint" and I win. Because in my party existence recruitment is a weakness - you can get a vanguard of hooligans if you recruit, but I think the parties I had done were the republic virtue hooligans feign - so best to be an opponent, naturally. Since, well, by my experience, everybody is a bitch. If my Fledgeling calculations are <span class="bb-s">correct|wrong</span>... if they dont fight me physically after the noise complaint then it doesn't matter anymore, because the Chumps for having tried it at a senior take hold the esteem of playing better than them. Or something like that, I don't really care, I fight great. I want the battle royal. Be the Master Archer Champion Hero that really starts a Tournament. But that's just a guess. After I had dated the popular girl I had to establish it as my own choosing to do so to make "Champion" the word "Hero" because I pledged alliegence to the Flag, and Flag's I see as a Kingdom nobility. I went to her bestfriend's moms house, that was not a gypsy like her mother being friends with the daycare madam. But she was. When the Burg had school starting for me, before she had children, she came to the bus stop like a Lass. She didn't become anything noble with the adults after she had children, I think she just spied. After I dated that girl I went to her house specifically to include her as a gypsy amongst the neighborhood I'm defeating. I told her something about needing to get to their daughters High School to make a true love's kiss to the black camoflouge bikini girl, She sent the message to their house, and they themself called the police against me. She's a spy. And now I can focus on resisting the neighborhood, by liking those that they refrain from partying with, but party their own existance amongst the gypsies. And using the noisecomplaints I could practice on them, on the chumps, with astute skills, all the way to Highlander.</font></div></div><br> <font color="#f6f4ea">Now that I have uncouthed my comprehension of what the "President" is I'm just going to let your imaginations wonder instead just how much better I could vs Outlaws, since I've done some barbaric ancestry. I didn't search for the Barbarian Invasions that vs'd the Romans, first. I chose to look for my Country's specific Barbarian heritage, because I am a Dabrowski. But I did create a magistration of internet links, and fulfilled purging my restitution of my Kawaler nobility, to be separate from any arbitration, if at all I should find a resurfacing of why, for my virtue. Because I don't know what Aristocrat is, but my mother aside my father has a fascist demeanor, so I could only think to magister myself, so as to not be a feign being a bitch.. or something, I don't know I'm not fascist. It's a Poland magistrate, too, fore I did not Paladin it. Today, 07/23/2022, I find on the internet link <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Migration_Period" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Migration_Period</a>, which was titled "Barbarian Invasions". Today I see the general years they started; 375 (possibly as early as 300) to 568.<br><br>I got as far as the year 500, and then around 800 Poland became known everywhere. At the year 990 the Kingdom of Poland became Christian.<br><br>I imagine the Romans couldn't slay us Barbarian types, and so tried to lure us away from our lands, only to be thwarted that we don't need to just follow the Romans, whether it was to enslave us to kill us to make it entertaining battling Barbarians (being that they weren't Barbarian) or to have us become stupid and forfeit our nobility by accepting being a part of their Republic if that didn't happen. So, inevitably our pride became Kingdoms. But through Christianity, as it was happening everywhere reprievely to end being thought as Pagans by their empire, and instill traditional proof of loyalty to God, by being better humans. My Kingdom, actually wasn't fighting the Romans to begin with, but were brave enough to be there for the beginning of King Charlegmaign getting to be the Holy Roman Empire movement because Catholic feared dying with the Romans- and then my King returned to Poland and rivaled empires, with more fortitude.<br><br>But here, take a look at my Role-Playing fundamentals; <a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/184427-viper-sebastians-memoirs-of-characters/ooc">https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/184427-viper-sebastians-memoirs-of-characters/ooc</a>.<br><br>I've also gotten these urls for you aspiring Ladies-in-waiting, as I belive they're the genuine faith needed to know to even regardlessly Role-Play: <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hennin#:~:text=The%20term%20is%20therefore%20used,any%20important%20woman%20of%20royalty" title="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hennin#:~:text=The%20term%20is%20therefore%20used,any%20important%20woman%20of%20royalty" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hennin#:~:text=…</a>.<br><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tiara" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tiara</a><br><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coronet" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coronet</a>.<br><br> The possiblity of Gentleman amongst the variety of losers, virtuing to have gained me to the Party, to refrain from "frinedship", rivaled my own soul. So, whether I wanted to be a Champion or Avenger I don't know, I was thieving the whole time and I became a Burglar. I think I must of wanted my childhood virtue of Ranger, but partying gives a virtue of Prince, so I got lost not getting muscular with adult virtues, trying to avenge my childhood virtue. 7ish fights later my soul affirmed I had achieved Party-Animal to quit burgling, and them.<br><br>So, Playmate is the real situation of school, but Companion was needed to process to mightily gain that responsibility. And I virtuously made a restitution as a Party Animal, because I could of done the whole Polish Prom Dance by going to school sport events, and then there I'd start to seek a Polish Lady amongst the Cheerleaders, and reap. My sister took me to some, and some parties. I could comprehend that it was for her own responsibilties, and that she was aimless, so it was for reprimanding her reputation to try and alter it, away from my presence. The last moment I effectively found how to properly steal without it involving attention like next to a person, which I learned once before in elementary school exiting school. That time I was mature enough to have it be acknowledged in a familial progress, and used it back within the game system played within the middle school she had taken me to watch that time, and inevitably I used it overall to placate me as a rival in the system to become a general Challenger, although I may of also been thinking it as "agility" or another word I never expected to succeed, like "adept". With it involving me to manage my abilities by not quitting school I thought it had only adverse personality effects, and since I remember my elementary school effort as my whole reputation being my soul's presence of peer pressure, I didn't need to brag about my skills like they were dexteries. I'm to smart to delve further than that, because I did get my might through fighting, and prestige for Ranger virtue did exist too, to try and purge me avenging myself, with avenging my nobility... Confusing, but with this whole profile made it's just me rattifying this thought now - and completing it with "That's the reason why I didn't go to college and become a Challenger to minorities that wanted to be devestations, because their romance was considered neglected as a minority without a collegiate effort to keep their peer pressure." Because I feel like they weren't trying to advocate that, they just had gone through an entire life of school, of adversity. Whereas I had to not be an opponent to all, but the nobility I was gaining presence to formally defeat was nonexistantial, because they seriously wanted "Damsel" as a virtue, or something... So, it must of been that the only things that existed against that was the American apathy to sustain the virtue of adult - but adult isn't muscular, that's just an adolesceant grown up. A Man is muscular, but a woman would do better to try and become a Lady to keep her youth virtuously throughout her life, instead of getting muscular. So, growing up, with the adversity gradually lessening from "boyfriend" with each girl at a party being new, and taking the lazy route of not having virtue was a negative aptitude to create, themself away ... I don't know. But, after getting an automobile I saw my life sped forward away from beating down safe-houses of condescending smokers, to avenge Maidens, to where I am amid my peer pressure of Nobleman, where the Damsel doesn't matter as they'd be all Ladies, now. Since, Damsels deal against women, having them deal against bitches isn't conceivable to me, as parties were simple to comprehend it's rumbunctiony - because that was a certain to be happening, could of been all that I could of thought about parties pragmaticly, since I was adolesceant and not thinking teenager, which could of been delinquent, so when I was delinquent - which was near buddies, I was being tacturn. But since bitches are damsels, because it wasn't a Birthday Party, I avenged myself enough as a delinquent to conquer peer pressure. So, now that I'm exercizing, getting muscular, I got all this virtue that is just for me, so I'm nobilizing it because it'd take to long to just think it as a "adulthood", I got my life that I only know about, and I'm having fun specifically now to measure it, but I didn't measure it before, I was just being competent, and it was working better as fun than adversity was near me.<br><br>So, you gypsy consortium... It's time to burn the Death-Knights, flame magocracies in an infernal pyro mania, and sink my fangs into any celestial that thinks siren or feary is an escape for evanescence! And, if you think I've left you out, you're mistaken, Lames - for the treason of feigning to be a "brother\sister" because of racial/ethnical discretion inpart by a heretic or other heretical words like "medjai", "lesbian", or like "centurion", I Kawaler Sebastian Dabrowski, declare war!<span class="bb-b">.</span> My ARENA character awaits you: <a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/78452-arena-chat-thread/ic" title="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/78452-arena-chat-thread/ic">roleplayerguild.com/topics/78452-aren…</a>.</font><br><br><font color="#a88c4f">The Roleplaying of me being the Brown Spotted Pit Viper: <a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/187595-sebastian-the-viper/ooc#post-5331500">https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/187595-sebastian-the-viper/ooc#post-5331500</a>. <span class="bb-i">My solidarity against poetic woes like "sarcasm", or "satyre".</span> </font><br><br> <br><br></div>
The tattooist even couldn't make it without shading in a base for his operations. I said just the viper - It'd be thrashing if I were to quit and just get it colored for the sake of other peoples peer pressure. It's 12 inches in diameter{?}. I'm going to get a tattoo colored over it's head and what pieces of the body is acceptable across. I said in elementary school I liked the color orange when favorite colors became sporadic, I said it to not forsake myself in the moment, so I may be going to glorify it into a visage on my back as a symbol I have for defeating Pet Animal Soulmates.
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