Cloaked_Shadow

Lol, im thirteen too, and have one of those six-packs...i dont find it that far-fetched, i mean, why not? I love working out because i usually have nothing else to do...when im bored i drop down and do some push-ups and sit-ups...or i just do some pull-ups or chin-ups on a bar installed on my door. (there's not much to do in Kuwait) Still working, because im always so damn bored. I cant really go to the gym here: minimum age is 15. Darn.

Me too...i just dont like the light. I like it in the dark because i feel more secure there. You know how little kids were scared of the dark because they thought there were monsters or something in there? i loved it when i was a kid, i thought i could sneak up on monsters and smack em. lol. And too much light makes me paranoid...i feel as if im too 'visible' anyway, i guess thats its just that ive been playing too much splinter cell :lol:

He's not whining, now is he?

they speak perfect english... and even though they are called orcs, how do you know they are? The title, "paradox", and their perfect english should forshadow something to come. can you guess?

Wow, thanks for all of the answers...I think i understand Christian belief a bit better now. Apparently, Islam and Christianity have many, many similarities. For example, how if i child dies before he/she is independant, he/she will immediately go to heaven. The difference is that in our religion, it is not because he is not able to change religion, it is because he does not understand the difference between sins and good deeds clearly. Also, we believe all humans will go to heaven as long as they perform good deeds. Something like murder, or even suicide, is a major crime because you have taken away life that wasnt yours in the first place. Anyway, thanks for all of your answers. If you have any questions about Islam just send me a message.

What if they didn't believe in a god, but were nice and didn't hurt/kill/steal? Sadly enough, they still die. It states too clearly that whover doesn't believe in him, although is the world's biggest saint, will still spend eternity in hell. For example, a murderer who confessed his sins and truly repents and gives his life to God, then he will be saved, where as a guy, who gave his entire fortune to charity, but does not believe in Christ then...... Oh and willy, God forgive if you repent. Don't take his love and compassion for granted. (in my posts i dont wish to offend in any way, and if i have: im truly sorry) I have a question about that. I mean, what if you are born into a family that doesnt believe in christianity? I mean, you will then think that you religion is the only one thats true and stuff, right? cause your parents will influence your beliefs (same with you environment). Yet you go to hell? Thats not fair at all... Also, what if you believe in Jesus, but are not a christian? For example, i am muslim, and we believe in Jesus too. We don think he's God's son or anything, but we believe that he was a prophet who came to make people believe. We also believe that Moses was a prophet. I just want answers...you can choose to completely disregard this post if you feel the need.

More pieces of my world fell, and burned away to nothing in the atmosphere. My companions fell with them, their armor protecting them as it had with me. Sometimes, a poor soul erupted in flames and gore. A single gap in shielding could do that. White-hot slabs of metal crashed into the water, their surfaces steaming and slowly cooling. They sank into the depths. The water soon became covered in the remnants of my world. Men had even manned transports that had been shielded from heat. The heat of friction had actually added to their energy levels; shields converted thermal energy into electrical energy. About two thousand people had survived in that one part of the world. There were probably more men in another placeÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâæor perhaps another time. Our people donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t have names. They have numbers, according to rank and clan. I am A-7/789. In long terms: Clan A, rank 7, number 789. My clan brother, A-7/790, swam past and into a gunship, which floated on the water. He gestured to me. We already had names for each other. I was called Asueralak, or ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¦Ã¢â¬Åslayer of the evil onesÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬ÃâÃ

thanks for the praise. this story is open to praise and/or critique. i made this to improve my writing skills...darn Language Arts. anyway, i shall be back with more later.

My origin is from hole in the fabric of space and timeÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâæa dimension of pain and suffering. Torture is more common than debate, combat more common than speech. From all this needless anger and war, our raceÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s scars were born. They spread over our bodies, generation by generation, until finally we were walking tanks, our hard scars covering the corded muscle and fleshy organs underneath. Our skins turned green with bruises; for mothers fought and trained during pregnancy. Sick or weak infants were killed when born and defiant adolescents were tortured until their minds went black with pain and obedience. My homeland is a place called war. The soldiers eat the flesh of their enemies, believing their souls should add stamina to their already durable bodies. Our faces were just stitched globs of flesh with bloody gashes, and pits for eyes and mouths. Nostrils were nothing but slits on our faces, and our ears were places on short stalks that moved to any source of danger. We are a race bred for war; our infants already hard with muscle when introduced to the world. I am far away from all of that now. So many of my people are. A hole in space-time sucked us into a world of peace and tranquility, with blue lakes, green meadows, and forests filled with life. Then we saw the beings that lived here. They called themselves ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¦Ã¢â¬ÅhumansÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬ÃâÃ

im in kuwait, and here....most 8 year olds have cells...and i dont, lol.

Omg, that boss took me FOREVER! I ended up beating him luckily by trying to get his camo by holding him up withg the shotgun, When I got his camo I got a few good blasts in and he was pretty close to dead :) Managed to finish him. The second time through (I always play games twice) I cheated and made him die of old age. Lol. I climbed a tree and found a place on the high area where he always returned after a couple secs of shooting His shiny head gave him away. i just shoot him in the head as many times as i can, and he runs away to his other spots His hiding places are all away from my tree, and he cant target me because the tree is protecting me. so afterwards he runs back into clear view.

wow...thats what i do everyday lol

Ooookkkkk.....try to make posts on topic. Yes, greatsilverwyrm, the frog to cow was intentional. But that's the base of evoultion, from 1 to another. Dog to dolphin if you'd like... Also...creation does come back to christians, since they are the 1's who believe in it, so u might get religious posts. Since creation u'd need a higher power to make you, religion plays a part in it. Muslims also believe in creation...i also think jews do im not sure about them. I'm sorry if this was posted i didnt take the time to read the enitire thread.

While Saradominists and Zamorakians fought away and captured enemy standards, a new God's mission came in to the picture. They were not worshippers of Guthix, but fought for him. It is impossible to worship a God of Balance, because it will totally go against the belief of balance. Still, there were followers of the idea of balance. This belief spread, and took part in the great Castle Wars. One night of gruelling battle, branches with razor sharp twigs rose from the soil and water around the center fortress and an incessant humming came from the second floor. Guthixian Mages prayed from green books and held up branch-like staffs. The branches were deeply grooved and rose in a twisting fashion. The sharp ends of the branches met roughly 10 feet above the top of the fortress and closed it off from ranged attacks. holes were cut for crossbowmen to shoot at every team. This was the mission of the Guthixians,to create balance by slaughtering anyone and everyone. As the onslaught of Saradominists and Zamorakians sought passage to the opposing base, sharp-edged roots destroyed them.

what an awesome story :shock: im amazed =)

lol im 12. i turned 12 in august, i just thought if i put 12, it would be weird cuz he can do all this cool stuff. i can do flips by the way :P

pie?

errr bump. again.....

Farmer: the herders of the devil. they plant seeds of evil in every vegetable patch, and poke newbs with hellish pitchforks. they are in league with the devil, and disguise monkeys in costumes made of mud, chicken feathers, and a dash of pepper. these evil farmers like to make cows eat hay, and make horses eat grass. they make their grandchildren eat..........i cant say it.... CHOCOLATE........... beware of the farmers, as their weak bodies farm all day.

The Guardians Smoky shapes appeared, one like a horse with armor and a helmet with a horn. An other like an eagle with a helmet and leg greaves ending in sharpened talons. Another one was like a snake, with metallic wings, and armor on its underbelly. There was one that was like a bull, with armored horns, and armor draped upon itÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s back. Another smoky shape was a warrior, fully armored. The other was a dragon, with multiple heads. They all galloped or flew through the air. The armor was glimmering silver, in contrast to their smoky skin. Their skin moved like smoke, always rising. Their red eyes glinted in the distance, but within seconds, they had reached the campsite. ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¦Ã¢â¬ÅThe great silver guardiansÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬ÃâæÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬ÃâÃ

thank u! i'll post some other chapters. i havent been writing much cuz i was on vacation.

Dog: lives in the middle of a chicken coop, barking at the ants that crawl on top of grass blades. it likes to chase chickens and eat humans. this dog is in league with sir prysin and likes to kill monkeys. unknown to others, this dog is actually a red monkey (just like the one in the stone circle) disguised in a cheap dog suit made of mud and chicken feathers, and a dash of pepper. beware of the disguised monkey, it chatters and eats bananas.

thx. u read the stry twice?

um, any1 else interested in reading?

thanks :)