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Hank said
And I hate how you condescendingly explain why that is funny to you, in that trademark attempting-to-be-endearing-but-also-patronizingly-scathing sort of way of yours. You always do that. You're suck a fuckdyke.
Gat Dayum! Chiiiiilll Hank
Cpt Toellner said
Hi nat.
<check behind himself>
RIP Nat
Genetics influencing political ideologies sounds like silly talk. Perhaps correlations can be found in studies of limited extensiveness, but correlation can be found anywhere. I'm sure the topic will spawn some interesting discussion and posts, but the heart of matter is complete tripe.
Final Fantasy 7, in my opinion.
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Okay, here we are... I'll get my post up now
wow nice. i made my character without pictures so it'll be hard finding one, but i will if you want me to
Born Isaac Wallace, renamed Isaac Storm, he and his younger brother Edric grew up in an orphanage in the east end of London. Since coming of age, he's been one of the bread winners of the self-run orphanage , which is steady falling apart due to pressure from a local crime lord, a handful of policemen and the general hardships of peasant life in London. In spite of a lack of education, Isaac's bravery, wits and skills have been fortified in his struggle to survive. His ambition is beyond his peers, and his confidence to achieve a better life for himself and his brother is respectable, but all plans are currently on hold, and have been since Edric was arrested and thrown into jail for stealing. At the moment, nothing else matters aside from freeing his brother, who finds himself in trouble, sharing a prison with 'West-enders.' But the mission seems insurmountable.
Isaac is 16 years old, 5' 9" (and due a growth spurt) and as skinny as one expects of a member of the extreme underclass. He's caucasian with slightly tanned tone, has brown-blonde hair and strange grey-blue eyes that accentuate his habit of staring people down when he assesses a person's words. He is not particularly handsome, but his face possesses a steel that has been admired by certain-way-inclined females. He dresses in whatever he can find, appearance unimportant to him, currently donning some raggish, purple pants and vest, with a blue sash for a belt.
Born Isaac Wallace, renamed Isaac Storm, he and his younger brother Edric grew up in an orphanage in the east end of London. Since coming of age, he's been one of the bread winners of the self-run orphanage , which is steady falling apart due to pressure from a local crime lord, a handful of policemen and the general hardships of peasant life in London. In spite of a lack of education, Isaac's bravery, wits and skills have been fortified in his struggle to survive. His ambition is beyond his peers, and his confidence to achieve a better life for himself and his brother is respectable, but all plans are currently on hold, and have been since Edric was arrested and thrown into jail for stealing. At the moment, nothing else matters aside from freeing his brother, who finds himself in trouble, sharing a prison with 'West-enders.' But the mission seems insurmountable.
Isaac is 16 years old, 5' 9" (and due a growth spurt) and as skinny as one expects of a member of the extreme underclass. He's caucasian with slightly tanned tone, has brown-blonde hair and strange grey-blue eyes that accentuate his habit of staring people down when he assesses a person's words. He is not particularly handsome, but his face possesses a steel that has been admired by certain-way-inclined females. He dresses in whatever he can find, appearance unimportant to him, currently donning some raggish, purple pants and vest, with a blue sash for a belt.
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