I got two really cool tests for you to try out.. Being a master of evil and all.. (Baron Zemo's on vacation so I'm sitting in his chair.. and it smells..)
http: //www.wizards.com/hecatomb/whatisyourdoom.asp
This test tells you what DOOM you would come from. Hecatomb is like Magic: The Gathering for Satanists. I got.. (please log in to view the image)
Deception, which I'm not suprised one bit. Considering that everybody knows I'm a snide, sarcastic, SOB. But yet nobody suspects me when things go terribly wrong. Deceit's allies are greed and wrath, I find myself sympathzing with greed for my thirst for Brand-Brand, but mostly asscosiating with wrath because I'm a wuss.
http: //www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/vq.htm (please log in to view the image)
Not too suprised by these results either. I'm leaning towards her not liking me, and I blame her friend Rebbecca. (We all know girls won't date a guy thier friends don't like..) As such, I betrayed someone else who would help me get others in trouble because she was soft on Rebbecca. "I COULD BE A REAL ***** AND GET HER IN TROUBLE!" she then threw her school ID on the chair, which I quickly snatched and hid. So now Rebbecca will have to go to school Saturday's for the rest of the schoolyear because this wasn't the first time she's lost it and she's done plenty of things to piss off her school, (She needs it anyway.) Amanda will get the blame because she's the one who acknowledged she COULD do it, (And to think, we had such fun getting her sister in harm's way together. The little brat should've known better then to trust anyone! ) And i'm doing it all because well.. I want to give that biautch Rebbecca every incentive to move back to Georgia. She ruined my life.. And Amanda is like the little princess, spoiled and corrupt. She could afford to be knocked down a peg anyway..
Anyways, what results do you get? That way you can help me devise a plan to defeat the Avengers! (Or Justice League corresponding to The Legion of Doom if you prefer volume 11 comic companies..)
Your doom is corruption!
You live in a black hole and love to have others pulled into it. No victory is satisfying unless your defeated opponent is curled in a fetal ball, sobbing and crying. The idea of public service is intriguing to you- it has potential
Ceterum censeo OTF esse delendam.
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I am not driven by people’ s praise and I am not slowed down by people’ s criticism.
You only live once. But if you live it right, once is enough. Wrong. We only die once, we live every day!
Make poverty history.
I am not driven by people’ s praise and I am not slowed down by people’ s criticism.
You only live once. But if you live it right, once is enough. Wrong. We only die once, we live every day!
Make poverty history.
Your doom is destruction!
Your doom is destruction!
You live to tear down what others have built. Explosions bring tears of joy to your eyes. Nothing is more pleasing than the moans of your victims and the lamentations of those left in your wake. You think Genghis Khan was an amateur.
Your doom is greed!
You must have it all, at any cost. Once you get what you want, you immediately begin seeking what others have. No french fry is as delicious as one taken from another's plate!
Okay, as said about my BE versus SJ fic, it took a spin do to this bizzare dream I had lastnight and is centered around the card-game Hecatomb. This game has 4 elements which correspond with the evils of man. To help me inspire the differant characters and drive the plot, I want you to take this test and tell me your DOOM. If you do, I may update with your character profile early for this heavy horror story.. http://www.wizards.com/hecatomb/whatisyourdoom.asp
Personally I got..
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Spearhead: (please log in to view the image) Spearhead is a pot, not just any pot, he was once a powerful demon, bound to a heavy iron pot unable to move but clearly able to speak. He was put into cast iron on purpose so nothing besides melting the pot down to goo could release him from captivity. He was hidden away for hundreds of years, passed on from gaurdian preist to gaurdian preist to stay out of the hands of unholy men.. One day a thief saw this pot sleeping, and took it thinking it was just a rare jewel. The pot told him otherwise. And has convinced the petty thug to seek out The Necromonicom so he can have moutains of gold and the demon can be released.
Little does the puppet-thug know, the demon has other plans once higher level brutes start becoming summoned to our realm..
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