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    Name: Drill Max


    Age: 13


    Gender: Male


    PokeHuman Specie: Pikachu


    Appearance:


    Personality: Cynical Nature. Everything that goes against his own beliefs he shuts out. Drill doesn't like to be the one socializing with other people because of his nature to be awkward and lone Pikachu. He also gets his kicks on annoying people just to see their reactions, but always the one to give moral support and help when needed; always the one to give a well place joke just for yuks and opens his mouth rather big if theres something affecting the people around him.


    He's more of the person to give his point of view and ratings on everything regardless if you want it or not. Don't like what he says? Don't listen to him.


    Grade: Seventh


    Theme (Opt.): [youtube][/youtube] [If can't see, the song is Knightmare/Frame by Area 11]


    (Alternitive)

    [Dreams and Realities by Area 11]


    Other: Grape Soda? (I fancy Orange :P)


    Sneaking around, not a peep or a sound
    From my feet on the ground, but if people have found
    Me then I down these with a leap and a bound
    Then leave like a thief in a crowd
    I'm the lead lethal elite
    Look at me, can you see the physique? Sweet
    I need it for griefing and breaching the peace
    When I'm breaching a keep, but I keep it discrete
    You will see what I mean when I creep knee-deep
    In the evil and leave with not even a squeak
    To me, people seem inane
    And when they see my name it doesn't mean the same thing
    Me? I've got the meanest aim, think
    I was a Green Beret, I never squeeze and pray
    You better leave in haste, believe you may
    Never see the day or breath again
    (A snake in the grass
    I lay awake in your path
    And they are making a massive
    Mistake if they ask if
    I've faith in the task - their face
    I'm taking it fast, and breaking
    It past the point their next
    Of kin could name it from snaps)
    You're not up to the skilled task
    Your style's like me, it gets old real fast


    [hr]



    OOC:


    IC:

    Okay, you're a few minutes late.. actually a lot of minutes! Oh boy what am I going to explain to the teacher? Oh bother... Drill lolled as he raced towards the school with his book-bag held securely to his back and shoulders. He swore mentally s he reched the first part of the lot.


    "Well... this is the school I transferred?" DrillMax looked at the schedule that he's printed the night before. "Forget it..." He crumbled it up and stuffed it in his pocket. "Let's go inside shall we? I got to stop talking to myself..."


    FORM:
    [hr]


    I'm a big boss turning artists purple
    Bringing all the sorrow best call the colonel
    Raw for sure, yo
    You ain't on my level
    Hence why I posses your woman like Meryl
    Never gonna settle
    I'm never gonna be suffering
    Waving a finger right at the government
    Weapons at the ready from my head to my socks
    Like Snake's trademark I'll put you in a box


    Sneaking around, not a peep or a sound
    From my feet on the ground, but if people have found
    Me then I down these with a leap and a bound
    Then leave like a thief in a crowd
    I'm the lead lethal elite
    Look at me, can you see the physique? Sweet
    I need it for griefing and breaching the peace
    When I'm breaching a keep, but I keep it discrete
    You will see what I mean when I creep knee-deep
    In the evil and leave with not even a squeak
    To me, people seem inane
    And when they see my name it doesn't mean the same thing
    Me? I've got the meanest aim, think
    I was a Green Beret, I never squeeze and pray
    You better leave in haste, believe you may
    Never see the day or breath again
    (A snake in the grass
    I lay awake in your path
    And they are making a massive
    Mistake if they ask if
    I've faith in the task - their face
    I'm taking it fast, and breaking
    It past the point their next
    Of kin could name it from snaps)
    You're not up to the skilled task
    Your style's like me, it gets old real fast


    [hr]



    OOC:


    IC: "Yeah! It's rather comfortable back here!" Lalna replied.


    FORM:
    [hr]


    I'm a big boss turning artists purple
    Bringing all the sorrow best call the colonel
    Raw for sure, yo
    You ain't on my level
    Hence why I posses your woman like Meryl
    Never gonna settle
    I'm never gonna be suffering
    Waving a finger right at the government
    Weapons at the ready from my head to my socks
    Like Snake's trademark I'll put you in a box


    Sneaking around, not a peep or a sound
    From my feet on the ground, but if people have found
    Me then I down these with a leap and a bound
    Then leave like a thief in a crowd
    I'm the lead lethal elite
    Look at me, can you see the physique? Sweet
    I need it for griefing and breaching the peace
    When I'm breaching a keep, but I keep it discrete
    You will see what I mean when I creep knee-deep
    In the evil and leave with not even a squeak
    To me, people seem inane
    And when they see my name it doesn't mean the same thing
    Me? I've got the meanest aim, think
    I was a Green Beret, I never squeeze and pray
    You better leave in haste, believe you may
    Never see the day or breath again
    (A snake in the grass
    I lay awake in your path
    And they are making a massive
    Mistake if they ask if
    I've faith in the task - their face
    I'm taking it fast, and breaking
    It past the point their next
    Of kin could name it from snaps)
    You're not up to the skilled task
    Your style's like me, it gets old real fast


    [hr]



    OOC: Area 11 Additction .3.


    IC: "Does he hate me to the point it;s a bother to sell me girlscout cookies?" Lalna asked.


    FORM:
    [hr]


    I'm a big boss turning artists purple
    Bringing all the sorrow best call the colonel
    Raw for sure, yo
    You ain't on my level
    Hence why I posses your woman like Meryl
    Never gonna settle
    I'm never gonna be suffering
    Waving a finger right at the government
    Weapons at the ready from my head to my socks
    Like Snake's trademark I'll put you in a box


    Sneaking around, not a peep or a sound
    From my feet on the ground, but if people have found
    Me then I down these with a leap and a bound
    Then leave like a thief in a crowd
    I'm the lead lethal elite
    Look at me, can you see the physique? Sweet
    I need it for griefing and breaching the peace
    When I'm breaching a keep, but I keep it discrete
    You will see what I mean when I creep knee-deep
    In the evil and leave with not even a squeak
    To me, people seem inane
    And when they see my name it doesn't mean the same thing
    Me? I've got the meanest aim, think
    I was a Green Beret, I never squeeze and pray
    You better leave in haste, believe you may
    Never see the day or breath again
    (A snake in the grass
    I lay awake in your path
    And they are making a massive
    Mistake if they ask if
    I've faith in the task - their face
    I'm taking it fast, and breaking
    It past the point their next
    Of kin could name it from snaps)
    You're not up to the skilled task
    Your style's like me, it gets old real fast


    [hr]



    OOC:


    IC: "25 guns pointed at every side of his head." Lalna yawned, as if i was nothing. "It's remotely controlled. It won't actavate unless I press the button."


    FORM:
    [hr]


    I'm a big boss turning artists purple
    Bringing all the sorrow best call the colonel
    Raw for sure, yo
    You ain't on my level
    Hence why I posses your woman like Meryl
    Never gonna settle
    I'm never gonna be suffering
    Waving a finger right at the government
    Weapons at the ready from my head to my socks
    Like Snake's trademark I'll put you in a box


    Sneaking around, not a peep or a sound
    From my feet on the ground, but if people have found
    Me then I down these with a leap and a bound
    Then leave like a thief in a crowd
    I'm the lead lethal elite
    Look at me, can you see the physique? Sweet
    I need it for griefing and breaching the peace
    When I'm breaching a keep, but I keep it discrete
    You will see what I mean when I creep knee-deep
    In the evil and leave with not even a squeak
    To me, people seem inane
    And when they see my name it doesn't mean the same thing
    Me? I've got the meanest aim, think
    I was a Green Beret, I never squeeze and pray
    You better leave in haste, believe you may
    Never see the day or breath again
    (A snake in the grass
    I lay awake in your path
    And they are making a massive
    Mistake if they ask if
    I've faith in the task - their face
    I'm taking it fast, and breaking
    It past the point their next
    Of kin could name it from snaps)
    You're not up to the skilled task
    Your style's like me, it gets old real fast


    [hr]



    OOC:


    IC: "F*ck...." Lalna swore.


    FORM:
    [hr]


    I'm a big boss turning artists purple
    Bringing all the sorrow best call the colonel
    Raw for sure, yo
    You ain't on my level
    Hence why I posses your woman like Meryl
    Never gonna settle
    I'm never gonna be suffering
    Waving a finger right at the government
    Weapons at the ready from my head to my socks
    Like Snake's trademark I'll put you in a box


    Sneaking around, not a peep or a sound
    From my feet on the ground, but if people have found
    Me then I down these with a leap and a bound
    Then leave like a thief in a crowd
    I'm the lead lethal elite
    Look at me, can you see the physique? Sweet
    I need it for griefing and breaching the peace
    When I'm breaching a keep, but I keep it discrete
    You will see what I mean when I creep knee-deep
    In the evil and leave with not even a squeak
    To me, people seem inane
    And when they see my name it doesn't mean the same thing
    Me? I've got the meanest aim, think
    I was a Green Beret, I never squeeze and pray
    You better leave in haste, believe you may
    Never see the day or breath again
    (A snake in the grass
    I lay awake in your path
    And they are making a massive
    Mistake if they ask if
    I've faith in the task - their face
    I'm taking it fast, and breaking
    It past the point their next
    Of kin could name it from snaps)
    You're not up to the skilled task
    Your style's like me, it gets old real fast


    [hr]



    OOC:


    IC: The ROSEMARY! Lalna thought, his whiskers twitching.


    FORM:
    [hr]


    I'm a big boss turning artists purple
    Bringing all the sorrow best call the colonel
    Raw for sure, yo
    You ain't on my level
    Hence why I posses your woman like Meryl
    Never gonna settle
    I'm never gonna be suffering
    Waving a finger right at the government
    Weapons at the ready from my head to my socks
    Like Snake's trademark I'll put you in a box


    Sneaking around, not a peep or a sound
    From my feet on the ground, but if people have found
    Me then I down these with a leap and a bound
    Then leave like a thief in a crowd
    I'm the lead lethal elite
    Look at me, can you see the physique? Sweet
    I need it for griefing and breaching the peace
    When I'm breaching a keep, but I keep it discrete
    You will see what I mean when I creep knee-deep
    In the evil and leave with not even a squeak
    To me, people seem inane
    And when they see my name it doesn't mean the same thing
    Me? I've got the meanest aim, think
    I was a Green Beret, I never squeeze and pray
    You better leave in haste, believe you may
    Never see the day or breath again
    (A snake in the grass
    I lay awake in your path
    And they are making a massive
    Mistake if they ask if
    I've faith in the task - their face
    I'm taking it fast, and breaking
    It past the point their next
    Of kin could name it from snaps)
    You're not up to the skilled task
    Your style's like me, it gets old real fast


    [hr]



    OOC:


    IC: "Bloody Mess! You scared the underworld out of me..." Drill nearly jumped out of his skin. He realized the red eyes, puffy socket.s It's been obvious she's been crying.
    "Hey... are you alright?" He asked, straightening his yellow jacket.


    FORM:
    [hr]


    I'm a big boss turning artists purple
    Bringing all the sorrow best call the colonel
    Raw for sure, yo
    You ain't on my level
    Hence why I posses your woman like Meryl
    Never gonna settle
    I'm never gonna be suffering
    Waving a finger right at the government
    Weapons at the ready from my head to my socks
    Like Snake's trademark I'll put you in a box


    Sneaking around, not a peep or a sound
    From my feet on the ground, but if people have found
    Me then I down these with a leap and a bound
    Then leave like a thief in a crowd
    I'm the lead lethal elite
    Look at me, can you see the physique? Sweet
    I need it for griefing and breaching the peace
    When I'm breaching a keep, but I keep it discrete
    You will see what I mean when I creep knee-deep
    In the evil and leave with not even a squeak
    To me, people seem inane
    And when they see my name it doesn't mean the same thing
    Me? I've got the meanest aim, think
    I was a Green Beret, I never squeeze and pray
    You better leave in haste, believe you may
    Never see the day or breath again
    (A snake in the grass
    I lay awake in your path
    And they are making a massive
    Mistake if they ask if
    I've faith in the task - their face
    I'm taking it fast, and breaking
    It past the point their next
    Of kin could name it from snaps)
    You're not up to the skilled task
    Your style's like me, it gets old real fast


    [hr]



    OOC: Excuse the lack of detail to the actual story. I only got a few keys that aren't nubs... I got angry a lt during my self-Exile...


    IC: Lalna sniffed the air, noticing something wrong. HE remembered the horrible smell of fangs and wolfs. Wolfes... OH CRAP!


    Lalna's claws dug into Teep's tough hide, not enough to hurt, but enough for him to notice.
    FORM:

    [hr]


    I'm a big boss turning artists purple
    Bringing all the sorrow best call the colonel
    Raw for sure, yo
    You ain't on my level
    Hence why I posses your woman like Meryl
    Never gonna settle
    I'm never gonna be suffering
    Waving a finger right at the government
    Weapons at the ready from my head to my socks
    Like Snake's trademark I'll put you in a box


    Sneaking around, not a peep or a sound
    From my feet on the ground, but if people have found
    Me then I down these with a leap and a bound
    Then leave like a thief in a crowd
    I'm the lead lethal elite
    Look at me, can you see the physique? Sweet
    I need it for griefing and breaching the peace
    When I'm breaching a keep, but I keep it discrete
    You will see what I mean when I creep knee-deep
    In the evil and leave with not even a squeak
    To me, people seem inane
    And when they see my name it doesn't mean the same thing
    Me? I've got the meanest aim, think
    I was a Green Beret, I never squeeze and pray
    You better leave in haste, believe you may
    Never see the day or breath again
    (A snake in the grass
    I lay awake in your path
    And they are making a massive
    Mistake if they ask if
    I've faith in the task - their face
    I'm taking it fast, and breaking
    It past the point their next
    Of kin could name it from snaps)
    You're not up to the skilled task
    Your style's like me, it gets old real fast


    [hr]



    OOC:


    IC: "Their here..." Lalna's neck hair bristled. "Oh god there here!" He yowled.


    FORM:
    [hr]


    I'm a big boss turning artists purple
    Bringing all the sorrow best call the colonel
    Raw for sure, yo
    You ain't on my level
    Hence why I posses your woman like Meryl
    Never gonna settle
    I'm never gonna be suffering
    Waving a finger right at the government
    Weapons at the ready from my head to my socks
    Like Snake's trademark I'll put you in a box


    Sneaking around, not a peep or a sound
    From my feet on the ground, but if people have found
    Me then I down these with a leap and a bound
    Then leave like a thief in a crowd
    I'm the lead lethal elite
    Look at me, can you see the physique? Sweet
    I need it for griefing and breaching the peace
    When I'm breaching a keep, but I keep it discrete
    You will see what I mean when I creep knee-deep
    In the evil and leave with not even a squeak
    To me, people seem inane
    And when they see my name it doesn't mean the same thing
    Me? I've got the meanest aim, think
    I was a Green Beret, I never squeeze and pray
    You better leave in haste, believe you may
    Never see the day or breath again
    (A snake in the grass
    I lay awake in your path
    And they are making a massive
    Mistake if they ask if
    I've faith in the task - their face
    I'm taking it fast, and breaking
    It past the point their next
    Of kin could name it from snaps)
    You're not up to the skilled task
    Your style's like me, it gets old real fast


    [hr]



    OOC:


    IC: "Ehhhhh!!!!!" Lalna was unable to communicate.


    FORM:
    [hr]


    I'm a big boss turning artists purple
    Bringing all the sorrow best call the colonel
    Raw for sure, yo
    You ain't on my level
    Hence why I posses your woman like Meryl
    Never gonna settle
    I'm never gonna be suffering
    Waving a finger right at the government
    Weapons at the ready from my head to my socks
    Like Snake's trademark I'll put you in a box


    Sneaking around, not a peep or a sound
    From my feet on the ground, but if people have found
    Me then I down these with a leap and a bound
    Then leave like a thief in a crowd
    I'm the lead lethal elite
    Look at me, can you see the physique? Sweet
    I need it for griefing and breaching the peace
    When I'm breaching a keep, but I keep it discrete
    You will see what I mean when I creep knee-deep
    In the evil and leave with not even a squeak
    To me, people seem inane
    And when they see my name it doesn't mean the same thing
    Me? I've got the meanest aim, think
    I was a Green Beret, I never squeeze and pray
    You better leave in haste, believe you may
    Never see the day or breath again
    (A snake in the grass
    I lay awake in your path
    And they are making a massive
    Mistake if they ask if
    I've faith in the task - their face
    I'm taking it fast, and breaking
    It past the point their next
    Of kin could name it from snaps)
    You're not up to the skilled task
    Your style's like me, it gets old real fast


    [hr]



    OOC:


    IC: Lalna whined, "I hope you know what your doing..."


    FORM:
    [hr]


    I'm a big boss turning artists purple
    Bringing all the sorrow best call the colonel
    Raw for sure, yo
    You ain't on my level
    Hence why I posses your woman like Meryl
    Never gonna settle
    I'm never gonna be suffering
    Waving a finger right at the government
    Weapons at the ready from my head to my socks
    Like Snake's trademark I'll put you in a box


    Sneaking around, not a peep or a sound
    From my feet on the ground, but if people have found
    Me then I down these with a leap and a bound
    Then leave like a thief in a crowd
    I'm the lead lethal elite
    Look at me, can you see the physique? Sweet
    I need it for griefing and breaching the peace
    When I'm breaching a keep, but I keep it discrete
    You will see what I mean when I creep knee-deep
    In the evil and leave with not even a squeak
    To me, people seem inane
    And when they see my name it doesn't mean the same thing
    Me? I've got the meanest aim, think
    I was a Green Beret, I never squeeze and pray
    You better leave in haste, believe you may
    Never see the day or breath again
    (A snake in the grass
    I lay awake in your path
    And they are making a massive
    Mistake if they ask if
    I've faith in the task - their face
    I'm taking it fast, and breaking
    It past the point their next
    Of kin could name it from snaps)
    You're not up to the skilled task
    Your style's like me, it gets old real fast


    [hr]



    OOC:


    IC: "Telling me to calm down, they nearly decapitate me?!" Lalna heaved.


    FORM:
    [hr]


    I'm a big boss turning artists purple
    Bringing all the sorrow best call the colonel
    Raw for sure, yo
    You ain't on my level
    Hence why I posses your woman like Meryl
    Never gonna settle
    I'm never gonna be suffering
    Waving a finger right at the government
    Weapons at the ready from my head to my socks
    Like Snake's trademark I'll put you in a box


    Sneaking around, not a peep or a sound
    From my feet on the ground, but if people have found
    Me then I down these with a leap and a bound
    Then leave like a thief in a crowd
    I'm the lead lethal elite
    Look at me, can you see the physique? Sweet
    I need it for griefing and breaching the peace
    When I'm breaching a keep, but I keep it discrete
    You will see what I mean when I creep knee-deep
    In the evil and leave with not even a squeak
    To me, people seem inane
    And when they see my name it doesn't mean the same thing
    Me? I've got the meanest aim, think
    I was a Green Beret, I never squeeze and pray
    You better leave in haste, believe you may
    Never see the day or breath again
    (A snake in the grass
    I lay awake in your path
    And they are making a massive
    Mistake if they ask if
    I've faith in the task - their face
    I'm taking it fast, and breaking
    It past the point their next
    Of kin could name it from snaps)
    You're not up to the skilled task
    Your style's like me, it gets old real fast


    [hr]



    OOC:


    IC: "UNDEREASSTAMATING?! I DON'T WANT TO DIE!" Lalna yowled.


    FORM:
    [hr]


    I'm a big boss turning artists purple
    Bringing all the sorrow best call the colonel
    Raw for sure, yo
    You ain't on my level
    Hence why I posses your woman like Meryl
    Never gonna settle
    I'm never gonna be suffering
    Waving a finger right at the government
    Weapons at the ready from my head to my socks
    Like Snake's trademark I'll put you in a box


    Sneaking around, not a peep or a sound
    From my feet on the ground, but if people have found
    Me then I down these with a leap and a bound
    Then leave like a thief in a crowd
    I'm the lead lethal elite
    Look at me, can you see the physique? Sweet
    I need it for griefing and breaching the peace
    When I'm breaching a keep, but I keep it discrete
    You will see what I mean when I creep knee-deep
    In the evil and leave with not even a squeak
    To me, people seem inane
    And when they see my name it doesn't mean the same thing
    Me? I've got the meanest aim, think
    I was a Green Beret, I never squeeze and pray
    You better leave in haste, believe you may
    Never see the day or breath again
    (A snake in the grass
    I lay awake in your path
    And they are making a massive
    Mistake if they ask if
    I've faith in the task - their face
    I'm taking it fast, and breaking
    It past the point their next
    Of kin could name it from snaps)
    You're not up to the skilled task
    Your style's like me, it gets old real fast


    [hr]



    OOC:


    IC: Drill knelt down, awkwadly petting the ice. "There there, do you want to talk about it?" He asked. Drill didn't even know her name and already drama.


    FORM:
    [hr]


    I'm a big boss turning artists purple
    Bringing all the sorrow best call the colonel
    Raw for sure, yo
    You ain't on my level
    Hence why I posses your woman like Meryl
    Never gonna settle
    I'm never gonna be suffering
    Waving a finger right at the government
    Weapons at the ready from my head to my socks
    Like Snake's trademark I'll put you in a box


    Sneaking around, not a peep or a sound
    From my feet on the ground, but if people have found
    Me then I down these with a leap and a bound
    Then leave like a thief in a crowd
    I'm the lead lethal elite
    Look at me, can you see the physique? Sweet
    I need it for griefing and breaching the peace
    When I'm breaching a keep, but I keep it discrete
    You will see what I mean when I creep knee-deep
    In the evil and leave with not even a squeak
    To me, people seem inane
    And when they see my name it doesn't mean the same thing
    Me? I've got the meanest aim, think
    I was a Green Beret, I never squeeze and pray
    You better leave in haste, believe you may
    Never see the day or breath again
    (A snake in the grass
    I lay awake in your path
    And they are making a massive
    Mistake if they ask if
    I've faith in the task - their face
    I'm taking it fast, and breaking
    It past the point their next
    Of kin could name it from snaps)
    You're not up to the skilled task
    Your style's like me, it gets old real fast


    [hr]



    OOC:


    IC: "Great Acrues..." Drill stood up, "Sounds like a rough time..." He clearly wasn't effected by the girl's outburst. "Let's calm down and let's not be that one stranger you yelled at, I actually like to meet this Stella; see who she think she is terrorizing you guys like that.:


    He smiled curtly, regardless of the spreading ice. "I'm Drill Max."


    FORM:
    [hr]


    I'm a big boss turning artists purple
    Bringing all the sorrow best call the colonel
    Raw for sure, yo
    You ain't on my level
    Hence why I posses your woman like Meryl
    Never gonna settle
    I'm never gonna be suffering
    Waving a finger right at the government
    Weapons at the ready from my head to my socks
    Like Snake's trademark I'll put you in a box


    Sneaking around, not a peep or a sound
    From my feet on the ground, but if people have found
    Me then I down these with a leap and a bound
    Then leave like a thief in a crowd
    I'm the lead lethal elite
    Look at me, can you see the physique? Sweet
    I need it for griefing and breaching the peace
    When I'm breaching a keep, but I keep it discrete
    You will see what I mean when I creep knee-deep
    In the evil and leave with not even a squeak
    To me, people seem inane
    And when they see my name it doesn't mean the same thing
    Me? I've got the meanest aim, think
    I was a Green Beret, I never squeeze and pray
    You better leave in haste, believe you may
    Never see the day or breath again
    (A snake in the grass
    I lay awake in your path
    And they are making a massive
    Mistake if they ask if
    I've faith in the task - their face
    I'm taking it fast, and breaking
    It past the point their next
    Of kin could name it from snaps)
    You're not up to the skilled task
    Your style's like me, it gets old real fast


    [hr]



    OOC:


    IC: "Are you serious?! Volt Tackle!" Yellow lightning shone around him, making every fiber of his clothing raise up. He felt his speed increase and reaction time improve. Not to mention, his stengthl he broke out of his frozen state and sped awayHe did not want to get in a fight on the first day.


    "Don't do this..." HE warned, minor shivering going done his body after the Volt effect was away.


    FORM:
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    I'm a big boss turning artists purple
    Bringing all the sorrow best call the colonel
    Raw for sure, yo
    You ain't on my level
    Hence why I posses your woman like Meryl
    Never gonna settle
    I'm never gonna be suffering
    Waving a finger right at the government
    Weapons at the ready from my head to my socks
    Like Snake's trademark I'll put you in a box


    Sneaking around, not a peep or a sound
    From my feet on the ground, but if people have found
    Me then I down these with a leap and a bound
    Then leave like a thief in a crowd
    I'm the lead lethal elite
    Look at me, can you see the physique? Sweet
    I need it for griefing and breaching the peace
    When I'm breaching a keep, but I keep it discrete
    You will see what I mean when I creep knee-deep
    In the evil and leave with not even a squeak
    To me, people seem inane
    And when they see my name it doesn't mean the same thing
    Me? I've got the meanest aim, think
    I was a Green Beret, I never squeeze and pray
    You better leave in haste, believe you may
    Never see the day or breath again
    (A snake in the grass
    I lay awake in your path
    And they are making a massive
    Mistake if they ask if
    I've faith in the task - their face
    I'm taking it fast, and breaking
    It past the point their next
    Of kin could name it from snaps)
    You're not up to the skilled task
    Your style's like me, it gets old real fast


    [hr]



    OOC:


    IC: "Their directly behind Rythian!" Lalna replied. "In that bush!"


    FORM:
    [hr]


    I'm a big boss turning artists purple
    Bringing all the sorrow best call the colonel
    Raw for sure, yo
    You ain't on my level
    Hence why I posses your woman like Meryl
    Never gonna settle
    I'm never gonna be suffering
    Waving a finger right at the government
    Weapons at the ready from my head to my socks
    Like Snake's trademark I'll put you in a box


    Sneaking around, not a peep or a sound
    From my feet on the ground, but if people have found
    Me then I down these with a leap and a bound
    Then leave like a thief in a crowd
    I'm the lead lethal elite
    Look at me, can you see the physique? Sweet
    I need it for griefing and breaching the peace
    When I'm breaching a keep, but I keep it discrete
    You will see what I mean when I creep knee-deep
    In the evil and leave with not even a squeak
    To me, people seem inane
    And when they see my name it doesn't mean the same thing
    Me? I've got the meanest aim, think
    I was a Green Beret, I never squeeze and pray
    You better leave in haste, believe you may
    Never see the day or breath again
    (A snake in the grass
    I lay awake in your path
    And they are making a massive
    Mistake if they ask if
    I've faith in the task - their face
    I'm taking it fast, and breaking
    It past the point their next
    Of kin could name it from snaps)
    You're not up to the skilled task
    Your style's like me, it gets old real fast


    [hr]



    OOC:


    IC: How about I don't die on my first day? Drill thought, swiping the ice off of him. "Do you want to do more or are we done here? Quite frankly I don't feel like becoming a Pikachu-Pop." He asked calmly.


    FORM:
    [hr]


    I'm a big boss turning artists purple
    Bringing all the sorrow best call the colonel
    Raw for sure, yo
    You ain't on my level
    Hence why I posses your woman like Meryl
    Never gonna settle
    I'm never gonna be suffering
    Waving a finger right at the government
    Weapons at the ready from my head to my socks
    Like Snake's trademark I'll put you in a box


    Sneaking around, not a peep or a sound
    From my feet on the ground, but if people have found
    Me then I down these with a leap and a bound
    Then leave like a thief in a crowd
    I'm the lead lethal elite
    Look at me, can you see the physique? Sweet
    I need it for griefing and breaching the peace
    When I'm breaching a keep, but I keep it discrete
    You will see what I mean when I creep knee-deep
    In the evil and leave with not even a squeak
    To me, people seem inane
    And when they see my name it doesn't mean the same thing
    Me? I've got the meanest aim, think
    I was a Green Beret, I never squeeze and pray
    You better leave in haste, believe you may
    Never see the day or breath again
    (A snake in the grass
    I lay awake in your path
    And they are making a massive
    Mistake if they ask if
    I've faith in the task - their face
    I'm taking it fast, and breaking
    It past the point their next
    Of kin could name it from snaps)
    You're not up to the skilled task
    Your style's like me, it gets old real fast


    [hr]



    OOC:


    IC: "This nose is better than I thought!" He gave himself selfcredet before noticing one of the feral dogs racing towards them. Aiming for Teep's throat.


    "Tee! The grey one's coming! It's going to bite!" Lalna pinched Teep magain.


    FORM:
    [hr]


    I'm a big boss turning artists purple
    Bringing all the sorrow best call the colonel
    Raw for sure, yo
    You ain't on my level
    Hence why I posses your woman like Meryl
    Never gonna settle
    I'm never gonna be suffering
    Waving a finger right at the government
    Weapons at the ready from my head to my socks
    Like Snake's trademark I'll put you in a box