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((Hey, **** you. I'm definitely more fun than an asylum...you just gotta say the right things to tap my endless fun reservoir. Seriously it's like an endless pit of fun inside of me. As a side note, I posted a while ago in our training thread we have. Waiting on that one, too.))

True Blood jumped the shark, now it's retarded softcore porn with a bullshit twist. I thought the article was pretty baller, because vampires have gotten so...gay, really. And I don't mean gay as in, like, they are stupid or some derogatory offshoot of the word. I literally mean they are...

((Yeah, this is what I thought was going on as well.))

Chad Urmstun (or however you spell his last name)? I knew the guy even before he had dreads (way before his current fro). His Dad substituted a couple of my high school classes. My sister is on one of their songs, I want to say "Flying Horses", the one about the sick carousal in Martha's...

Dai'kon answered first, without hesitation, for the answer was obvious. "Of course they are. They very well could think you were his padawons, and are now thoroughly pursuing you in hopes of picking up a bonus for killing the Jedi's students. More head collected, the higher the pay." He...

((My bad, gang. But I posted, so we're good.)) Gavin swore under his breath. His blasters, as good as they were, had just simply absorbed into Evie’s armor. So, it seemed that blasters would do him no good after all. He holstered his blaster and took out his vibroknife. He was no good at...

Dude, I am 99% sure Lady Gaga is not a girl. She...well...he...it's more of an it, really. She's a hermaphrodite. She got both parts, boy.

((Oh, shit, my bad people. I peaced out randomly...sometimes that happens. Okay, I'm mad confused as to what is happening in the story. I'm pretty sure it's T.J.'s post, not mine. Right?))

With this face? I doubt it. He's a player. He gets what he wants, when he wants.

NO. ****ING. WAY. Did anyone else catch this? Because, that is so ****ing awesome. Was one of them when Louise Anderson was hosting? I've always loved that fat bastard!

Gavin saw her laugh at his rookie move. Yes, it was rookie, but he was dealing with someone far more skilled than he. It was good to take over-precautions. But then she came closer, like he didn't even have any weapons, let alone blasters. "...shit" he said under his breath. He was so...

Well played, good Sir. And well said. I've got nothing more to add, except good luck to Commander Tucker/who you are now.

Ols, I like where your heads at, but I feel like you wrote that more for yourself than the person whose bio you are supposed to be helping. He isn't going to read all that, and if he did he would just be confused on the conflicting statements. Let's keep it simple: All in all, it isn't about...

This strengths and weaknesses are the exact same as your two previous characters. And, I mean, copy-paste, literally exact same. Try making your characters a tad different from each other. Or focus on one character first.

((I am going to assume he still has his sidearms. Otherwise, tell me.)) So, it was a fight she wanted. He looked around the room, and it clicked. This was an arena. If only he realized that before, he would have planned his attack out better. These were not ideal circumstances...

Okay, what the hell was going on? This type of room was not supposed to be in a military frigate...or so he thought. Clearly, this ship was heavily modified, and he could only assume that this was the training room for their operations. It probably was filled with traps, he assumed. "This...

A hatch popped open and he heard the hydrolic system of a door squeak to life. More artificial light peaked through into their square hold they were in for the duration of the flight. Gavin stepped out, following Evie, and immediately recognized his new surroundings, to a degree. "So...

Gavin snorted. He thought these questions were a little ridiculous. "Seriously? No, of course not. Why kill someone whose on your side, regardless of what they do. I'm joining a Bounty Hunter's Guild. There are going to be some undesirable and flat out bat-shit-crazy people I work with...

The miraluka stared at the Shade Master, as he extended his hand. He hesitated for a second, breathed, and then clasped it in his own. "I apologize. I do my best to talk formal, however sometimes common mannerisms slip my mind. That would be the Tuskan Raider coming out in me. I, of...

Colors are generally overrated, anyways. With spicy colors comes responsibilities. And who wants that? Except for the Teal. My god, what a beautiful color that is.