Rain. We Irish love heat but then, it gets outta control. We R so used to rain so, yep, Rain

Would you rather to become the President BUT be forced to close the Internet, or jump off the Empire State without a parachute.

True,

I guess the next person doesn't know my real name

I weep sadly as I sit in the remains of the old guest warp. Dust trails and cobwebs infest the castle. I take my diamond sword and the iron axe and I stand. I am a member, but my friends are mostly trusted. I have a difficult time deciding which I should support. My fighting skills are terrible but if you give me the chance I would be brutal. Ninjafail888 rounds a corner and sees me. "Hey Supah, what up?" I growl as I am not in the mood for ANY conversing. "The sky, you fool." I walk around Ninja and then stop. "How did you get here?" I say suspiciously, turning. Ninja smiles. "This old warp is our base. Come on, I'll show you." Ninja tours me around the underground of the castle, every trap and every walkway. Remaining members smile at me as I pass, some others look at me suspiciously, knowing I have many trusted friends.

I leave the old warp with diamond armor and better weapons when SpikeyThorn messages me. Hey Supah, come check out our base, I trust you

As the message comes in my face droops and I realize I am going to be dealing with serious trust issues.

.......

I tour the base with Spikey, being subjected to nasty glares by other trusted, and mean swearing. Claw nearly struck me dead on sight, but refrained to as Spikey calmed him down. I left the base with loot, trusted and member gained.

The war raged on, the fun and games disapeared. It was pure survival.

I did the wrong thing and double agent-ed. I supplied the Members info ´bout Trusted, and vice versa to the trusted.

Then the two factions found out.

.......

Ninja found out first but pretended nothing was different. In the old guest warp, he tried to stab me in the back with jagged stick, but I drew an iron sword. He fell, and suddenly the base came alive. Members streamed out, brandishing their items like weapons, and I dropped three of the members. They begin to overpower me and I flee to the first place that came into my head, trusted base.

.......

I holed up in their before the members confronted the trusted. They planned to assassinate me with a poisioned potato, but I eavesdropped. It was scary because the war had temperarily halted because of ME.

Thats it, I lucked out. I faked my death. With the help of Optical. What?!, you think? Well, it would suffer consquences.

Supah_Monkee fell to his death.
Automatically banned Supah_Monkee for dying.

.......

War again raged on as my death became apparant.

Optical had contacted me. He knew the factions were looking to hunt me down. "I´ll pretend to kill you, for two days."
"After that?
"......Public Execution"

Everyone is on the battlefield, slashing and dicing each other.
A podium of obsidian burst up, and I was hoisted upon it.
Optical was there beside me.
"People, this is the person you had been looking for."
Insults began flying everywhere and I felt proud of what was coming.
"I will kill this man." People cheered and laughed and the battlefield stand-stilled.
"Under one condition, YOU STOP THIS WAR!!!"
They agreed, and I was forever banned from Opticraft.
                                                                    THE END

Sorry guys for seeming to be rude,
But have I been forgotten? -_-

lol. How many intro's did you reply that to? xD lol. Thx

Supported

hey guys. I need a skin that symbolises a person, ridden with war. Cuts, bruises, and a hood and mask covering his mouth. thanks you bosses

Revolting? Revolting! Dear lord, iGen, what is your purpose!?