Name : Esence
Age : 16
Personality : Angsty, Broody, ruff and tumble, has seen to many horrible things, short tempered, hates closed spaces, nocturnal, can see in the dark.
Height : 5 ft 9
Body Build : Horribly thin but extremly strong.
Eye Color : Deep Violet
Hair Color: Black w/ vilot streaks
Wing Color : Midnight Black with a violet sheen
Catch phrase : " Hasta La Vista Mother ######!"
Special Powers: Horrible stare, super strength, has un charted regenerative capability and posesses adamantium claws between her knuckles.
Lives in : Gotham.
I dont Effin care if this doesnt go here, deal Cogida Tu Madre
I know i sound like a cynic. i am one too. or so i think. i have no clue who i am. i am me. i am fear. i am the deepest depth of hell. i am a downpour on your wedding day. i am your every waking thought. i am your nightmare. i am a whisper on a wind of sorrow. i am not a man nor a girl. i am not just anything, i cannot be destroyed. i am a symbol. i am fear. i am nothing but something. i am nothing you can see. nothing you can feel. i am a ghost. i am there but not. i am next to you or not. i am not just a thing. things can be broken, tossed aside, i am immortal, something that noone can be. I am God, I am the Devil. I am Me.
__________________ I am the Escnece of Fear, Hate and Anger
I Am Fate, Fear and Hate, Join Me, Or Die Escaping
Mess W/ me and I'll kick your Ass,
I Know Where You Live.
Cogida Tu
I have no fear. i am fear. I Jumped off the spire and opened my jet black wings. i soared over Gotham. i saw, hate, destruction, anger, death, everywhere and i basked in it. this was Me. Anger, hate death, was Me, Parts of me anyway. i didn't really know who i was. but whatever i was, kept me alive. i breathed in the black night air and turned towards the Narrows, the Slums. the City. i dropped down and coasted just over the roof tops, glaring down at the horrified people. i heard gasps and screams. not unusual. they feared me. i was fear and because of it, i basked in the fear of others. i had names in the city. noone called me Esence. i only called my self that. i had a real name once, but i have long since forgotten it. they called me, Black Hawk, an Angel and even the Devil. but i was just Esence. just an Esence. an Escence of fear, hate anger.
I Beat my huge black wings, blowing dust around the streets below. i was like a symbol to the peole of Gotham. they knew i was always there, watching. my ear twiched, i heard a faint scream in the distance. i dipped my wing and banked left. i approched the docks. a huge freighter had pulled in, carring huge red and blue crates. men in black were unloading boxes and putting them into a black van. Falconey. He had been bringing in loads of drugs for weeks. I landed ontop of a crate and jumped to the ground. as i rounded the corner, a man in black yelled,
" What the Hell do you think you're doin here?" i stood staring at him, i folded my huge wings behind my back and advanced towards him.
" hey you foxy thang." he said " what you doing here?"
" Kickin' Your ass." i said, extending my claws and driving them into his stomach.
The man cried out and wimpered,
" Who are you?"
" Your worst night mare." i picked him up and threw him against a crate. the noise alerted Falconey's other goons and they came running at me. i took my time picking off each one, relishing thier untimley demise. i advanced towards a black Rolls parked on the other side of the dock. suddenly, a fat man with a Ak47 machine riteful jumped out from behind a crate.
" move and your dead freak!" he yelled
i stepped towards himand he fired. i groaned as my skin peiced itself back together, the bullets dropping out of my skin. i extended my claws and sliced off the mans head. as i glanced back, Falconey's Rolls had vanished.
" damn it!" i yelled. that was the third time this week that i'd missed him. i charged over to a crate and bashed my head against it. blood tricked doen my face from the gash in my forehead but ceased as my skin healed back up. i would show you all the times i had tried to kill myself, but the scars had faded away.
__________________ I am the Escnece of Fear, Hate and Anger
I Am Fate, Fear and Hate, Join Me, Or Die Escaping
Mess W/ me and I'll kick your Ass,
I Know Where You Live.
Cogida Tu
#### OFF JACK ASS. I LIKE MY CHARACTER, SHE'S NOT A ###### WOLVERINE KNOCK OFF WITH " ANIME HAIR" FOR YOUR ####### INFO, MY HAIRS THAT COLOR SO #### OFF PISS HEAD!
MOTHER ######!
oH AND HOT SAUCE
1 - dIE
2- IN
3- HELL YOU BASTARD!
__________________ I am the Escnece of Fear, Hate and Anger
I Am Fate, Fear and Hate, Join Me, Or Die Escaping
Mess W/ me and I'll kick your Ass,
I Know Where You Live.
Cogida Tu
adamantium claws that extend between the knuckles? unpleasant disposition? now, apparently, female? you're right, she's not a wolverine knock-off. it's an x-23 knock-off, which is about seven levels worse. putting sheverine into a DC setting doesn't change the fact that you sucked the life out of marvel's mutant mainstay, added wings and colorful hair, and pretty much just made an enormous ass out of yourself. also, in the judeo christian faith, hell is where you go AFTER you die.
finally, to "die escaping" would imply they didn't escape...
I D HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE #### YOU JUST SAID AND I DONT ####### CARE. GO TO HELL. YOU ARE A ####### PISS HEAD AND I WILL IGNORE YOU
oH AND ABOUT DIE ESCAPING,,, THAT WAS THE IDEA! YOU ####### MORON!
__________________ I am the Escnece of Fear, Hate and Anger
I Am Fate, Fear and Hate, Join Me, Or Die Escaping
Mess W/ me and I'll kick your Ass,
I Know Where You Live.
Cogida Tu
__________________ I am the Escnece of Fear, Hate and Anger
I Am Fate, Fear and Hate, Join Me, Or Die Escaping
Mess W/ me and I'll kick your Ass,
I Know Where You Live.
Cogida Tu
now we're making last-minute edits? okay, how 'bout this? "escape" is one of the most relative verbs out there. in order to escape, you must get away from whatever scenario you're attempting to flee; or at least to a significant distance at which time the threat that was "escaped" would have to be considered a second threat if it were to reappear. for example, jack and the golden goose ESCAPED the giant's grasp, only to be caught again moments later.
to "die escaping" is contradictory, in that by dying they've proved unable to escape the imminent threat from which they were fleeing. a more correct phrasing could be "Or Die Fleeing," as it implies what you're obviously trying to say, but without juvenile contradiction.
if you understood any of that, i should also mention that this lesson was brought to you by the letter "A."
I ####### UNDERSTOOD IT AND WHAT I SAID STILL MAKES PERFECT SENSE. THEY DIED TRYING TO GET AWAY! DUH YOU ####### DICK
__________________ I am the Escnece of Fear, Hate and Anger
I Am Fate, Fear and Hate, Join Me, Or Die Escaping
Mess W/ me and I'll kick your Ass,
I Know Where You Live.
Cogida Tu
__________________ I am the Escnece of Fear, Hate and Anger
I Am Fate, Fear and Hate, Join Me, Or Die Escaping
Mess W/ me and I'll kick your Ass,
I Know Where You Live.
Cogida Tu
__________________ I am the Escnece of Fear, Hate and Anger
I Am Fate, Fear and Hate, Join Me, Or Die Escaping
Mess W/ me and I'll kick your Ass,
I Know Where You Live.
Cogida Tu
YA KNOW EHAT YOU FLIPIN JACK ASS? YOU AND YOUR ####### PREPPYNESS CAN GO PISS OFF SOMONE ELSE!
GO #### YOUR SELF OR SOMETHING
__________________ I am the Escnece of Fear, Hate and Anger
I Am Fate, Fear and Hate, Join Me, Or Die Escaping
Mess W/ me and I'll kick your Ass,
I Know Where You Live.
Cogida Tu
preppiness hmm, i dont think so, i really don't appreciate u being so insipid and unscrupulous, especially toward hotsauce and disappear. so why dont u take a big metal stick and how u put it, **** urself
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Esence
Nov 13th, 2005 05:45 PM
