Master Juan

Ritzo instantly replied, "Booth please, my back is kind of sore." This dude who was his waitress was dressed up like some sort of pirate, and Ritzo chuckled at the thought. Obviously it was some sort of anime character, but Ritzo couldn't put his finger on it.

Ritzo slammed the door shut, and plopped down on his bed, counting the full stack of cash. This hotel he was staying in was nice, but he knew he couldn't stay here forever... Two assassinations in one day... one more and it'd be a new record! He'd been up throughout the night and into the morning, but he wasn't tired. He needed to get something to eat, now. He sighed and got up off his bed, put the money in his pocket, felt the guns and knifes hidden in his jacket, and took an elevator down to the lobby and exited the hotel. He looked around for a while, until he came upon a smaller, odd looking building. An anime cafe..... that was unusual but... he'd seen weirder He entered it and stood at the entrance, waiting to be seated.

Well that it explains it lol...

..Source?

I looked up at the others and sighed, my calmness regaining. "You're right I guess..." I quickly snatched up my sword and sheathed it again, then stood up and leaned on a locker. "I.... I don't wanna be weak anymore. I wanna be strong, I need to, to protect the people from the insane ones, like them. But what can we do to get stronger now? We're expelled, and we have to get out of here... Do you think they'll send more monsters after us? I don't understand why they'd train us and then kill us off.... Just to make us suffer? Something must have driven Reaper and the other hag insane... But we can't let this go on... We need to train, then when the time is right, come back here and face them. There's only two ways out of here, through the ocean, or through the forest. I know where we can get some inflatable boats for the water, or we could go into the woods... but I feel the ocean calling me. If the others want they can go the woods, but I'm going to the ocean. Do you guys want to come with me?"

Ritzo sat relaxed on a bar stool in his favorite pub, two empty cups beside him and a third one, half full, in his hand. He checked his watch. His "date" would be getting here any moment, and he couldn't be more antsy. Suddenly, the door swung open and in walked a very attractive looking woman, dressed casually yet obviously trying to look good for him. Ritzo smiled as she walked in. "Hey there good-looking, thought you'd never make it!" Ritzo said as she took a seat next to him. She grinned back and put her purse on the bar counter. Ritzo raised his hand to the bartender. "Can you get my lovely lady here a drink? Something that matches her... good looks." The bartender nodded and reached under the counter, pulling out a nozzle and filling a cup up with a golden substance that had a strong smell. As he was putting the nozzle back in its place, he reached his hand in his pocket and secretly poured a small dose of a similar looking substance in the cup. He gave the drink to the lady and she started downing it joyfully. Ritzo and the girl were there for about an hour, talking and flirting, when the lady said, "Let's go back to my place, I wanna show you something." Ritzo smiled and replied, "With pleasure." They stood up and left the building together, but as Ritzo was leaving, he looked back at the bartender and nodded sternly. They managed to drive back to the woman's house safely, and she led him upstairs to the bedroom. She flopped on the bed and urged Ritzo to come closer seductively, Ritzo following her lead. They were both on the bed, and Ritzo began to kiss her. Secretly though, he moved his hand to his pocket and grabbed a needle, tipped in green. Suddenly, he brought it up and stabbed her in the neck, and the woman shrieked in pain. She fell off the bed to the ground, convulsing and continuing to shriek. Ritzo grabbed the bed sheet, covered it over his hand, put it over her mouth and nose, she struggling but not strong enough to resist. A few moments later, she stopped moving and Ritzo spoke, "Sorry my dear, but you were just too much of a pretty penny to pass up." Ritzo tidied up the place then left the girl in the place he'd killed her, then walked out of the house calmly and collected. The substance the bartender had put in the drink earlier, was a compound of an alcoholic beverage that wasn't dangerous with exception to raising your blood alcohol level to an extreme high. However, Ritzo had injected her with another substance that, when reacting with that other specific poison, caused very harmful effects. It wouldn't have killed her, but Ritzo finished her off while she was vulnerable. It masked itself as an alcoholic substance rather than a poison, and to the authorities, all this would appear as a bad case of alcohol poisoning, nothing more, nothing less. Ritzo smirked to himself at a job well done and left to collect the rest of his money. He'd have to split some of it with the bartender though, unless you know... he happened to die too.

Or Master Juan being an asshole.

Too bad they're the one's picking the fight. They're like the bully that picks on a kid, but then that kid beats the shit out of the bully with kung-fu. Please don't imply things I never said. BTW, technically Bardock would be the youngest Super Saiyan ever (accepting that special as cannon, of course) since he went back in time, far before he was ever born, and went Super Saiyan. He wasn't even a zero years old and he went Super Saiyan.

It took Xehanort an entire game to do nothing but spoil his plans. What a guy...

My head shot up as I listened to his words... "I was told... not to live a life of vengeance, pursuing things like hatred and revenge..." I pulled out my sword and examined it for a moment, then threw it across the floor. "But I'm just telling you now, I will kill you. Its crazy people like you that brought the world to this point... and the only way to go back to the way things used to be is to destroy the cause of the problem." I didn't even know if he heard me or not, but I was also reassuring myself with these words. I looked at the sword and gave it a dirty look, then quietly mumbled, "I don't understand you old man...."

Well why doesn't Xehanort just travel back to the point where Terra gave the Keyblade to Riku and kill both Sora and Riku? Since Terra and Xehanort are combined, he technically should be able to go there... Besides, they already know that neither will work as vessels, so might as well dispose of your greatest threat but you know, that'd be too easy.

Left...Right...Left... Right...Llllefffffffffffffffffffff- Right! I took the hallway leading right and ran down it, looking for any signs of the teachers. "Come out and show yourselves! You wanted to kill me so why don't you try right now!?!? " I shouted, hoping they'd hear me. Seething out of anger, I slammed my fist against a door and knocked it down. I shook my fist off, then put my hand on my blade and whispered, "Phantom Phase, activate." Suddenly, everything once again went hazy and my hands became transparent. I was invisible to everyone on the outside, and perhaps I could use this to find the teachers. I searched the rooms in my phantom-like state, hoping for any sign whatsoever of the teachers. I couldn't find them.... I walked back in the hallway and slid down the locker, sitting down and my phantom phase deactivating as I made physical contact with an object. I buried my head in my hands and shouted aloud, "Why does the world have to be like this? I've seen enough suffering already!!!......"

That's just weird as hell

North Korea is like that kid who tries really hard in P.E. but then plays with real athletes and gets destroyed. Don't worry about them, we'll destroy them if they attack. Sure it may be unfair to the citizens staying there, but its either they die or more Americans end up dying in the long run. If they'd stop threatening us, it wouldn't have to come to this.

"Damn..." I murmured to myself, looking around at the others. "Someone else interrogate the kid, I need to go do something..." I said aloud, resuming my pursuit and running out the exit towards the teachers... Those bastards. I'd make them regret ever doing this to us. I mean, how could they? We did nothing wrong.... I was a bit down the hallway when it split into two different corridors. Which way could they have went?

My eye twitched a little as I watched the scene, then suddenly I burst out, "I'll kill you!" I shouted as they walked out of the exit. I grabbed my sword and pursued them, but suddenly I tripped and hit my knee. I sat there on the ground, hand and knees on the floor, my head facing the ground, breathing heavily. This isn't fair, they killed us, even said we were trash.... How could they be so evil in a world like this? I stayed in that position for a moment, simply thinking. Then it hit me. I turned my head around quickly and looked at the boy. "What's going on here? Why were they trying to kill us?"

Name: Ritzo Smith Age:29 Gender: M Occupation (if any):Hitman, recreational killer Mentality (suicidal, homicidal, innocent): Homicidal, mildly suicidal, but rarely. Weapon (if any): Two revolvers in his jacket, a pocket knife, and a dagger Methods and intentions for murder (if homicidal): 1.He lures people, drugs them, then kills them. 2.Approaches the person in public, kills them, then walks off, pulling it so smoothly that people don't even notice the death until Ritzo is gone. 3. Slings his guns around, always leaving 1 chamber empty, and once he shows off his skill, shoots the person, sometimes giving them a chance to live if they get lucky and he shoots the empty chamber off. Personality: Clever, logical, outgoing, but secretly psychotic, often times demonstrating his extreme mental instability as he's about to kill his target. Has a way of attracting, or "luring" people. Bio (Optional; if suicidal or homicidal, why?): He always was fascinated by life, watching animals die as he hunted them and observing their natural patterns. Very good hunter, he hunted basically all types of animals, and the only one left that can present a challenge, is a human. They can think much better than animals, and he likes the challenge. Made money all his life off hunting, and so he works as a hitman to make a living. Quite wealthy in fact. Unfair

Alright, so over the years, I remember watching many different Youtube Poops, some ushering memes that can be found on this very website in fact. However, recently I decided to check out Youtube Poops again, for the sake of boredom, and came upon perhaps the most entertaining Youtube poop I've seen in a very long time: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oRJYi88jQdw Thoughts ()? What are your guys' personal favorites?

Oh I thought you gave up on that one haha my bad, thanks again!

Ok, how about drawing Xigbar with a Sniper, and label Xigbar "Master Juan" and have an arrow pointing off screen to where the sniper is aiming, labeled "trolls", That'd be amazing (:

"I don't know for sure... But there's only one way to find out, right? Someone get this kid some clothes, its not like he has anything to show off... right? Right?" I joked, nudging Zach. "But seriously, let's go see why he's here." I looked around as everyone was starting to stand up again, then noticed Derik talking to us. "Yeah... I'm fine I guess," I replied, rubbing my hand. That encounter still perplexed me... I didn't know what was real and what wasn't... What am I saying, this is reality right now. "You don't remember? The school turned haywire on us and sent floods of robots after us, then some giant dragon thing attacked us... But it had a personality for some reason, and I think he might be the cause of that," I said, pointing to the boy. "One things for sure, I'm not doing this again, the people in charge of this place tried to kill us, I think we need to pay them a visit after this." I took a few steps toward the boy, unzipped my hoodie and took off my shirt, then once again zipped the hoodie back up. I tapped the kid on the shoulder and handed him my shirt, which was big on him. It would cover his body down to past his thighs. "Who are you?" I once again questioned sternly, looking back nervously at the same time to the others behind me.

I looked back at Zach, then realized I was pretty tense. I let go of the hilt of my sword and dropped to the floor, sitting down a few feet from the boy. Ughhh, I was tired... Look at all this damage caused, most of it by that immature, dragon thing.... Wait a minute. I looked at the boy, then at the cracked shell, then quickly stood back up again. "Zach! I wouldn't be so sure..." I said, backing up near Zach. "You remember how that monster was throwing tantrums and what not? Well, I think this bastard might be part of the reason! Just look!" I said, gesturing to the cracked shell, then to the boy.

That's firetrucking awesome, I'm getting those right now.... Gonna free some worlds if you catch my drift

I woke up, gasping heavily as I looked around. Almost instantly, I brought up my hand to check it.... Nothing was there. That mark Phont had carved into my hand in that dream, or whatever it was, wasn't there. But it seemed so real.... I shook my head and stood up, checking out everyone else who were slowly regaining their consciousnesses. Right then, I noticed a boy, naked at that, sitting by the machine that we'd destroyed... What happened while I was out? Last thing I remember was tossing that sword to Ri-an, I think that's who, and passing out as I jumped off the beast... And of course that nightmare, but that wasn't part of reality.... or was it? I felt the pain of that mark being carved in my hand, but it just wasn't there. I decided to push it away and focus on what was in front of me. I grabbed the hilt of my sword and approached the boy with black hair slowly.... "Who are you?" I said sternly, ready to unsheathe my sword.

(I wanna post but I'm still KO'd ): )