My name is Levi Purus. Just now, I came back from my first giorno of school. I don't know why, but everyone, including my teacher were afraid of me. I didn't want to go back, but mom and dad told me I had to.
Some years later...
Today, I was pummeled again da the local bullies. I can't tell why, but they seemed to be hurting themselves più than they were hurting me. I guess that they act tough, but aren't.
Some days later...
I was in the principal's office for breaking a kid's arm while in wrestling class. It's not my fault they didn't tap out earlier. Is it?
Several years later...
I'm 15 now, and my parents decided to tell me everything. I was not their biological child. I was found da them while I was wandering the streets of the city. They also detto I wasn't a cat, but something called a Banshee, whatever that is. They explained to me that my skeleton was thick and hard, which would explain why the bullies couldn't beat me up too badly. I aslo found out that I was stronger than most mobocanians. The as explained how I was able to break those arms like twigs, as I remember. I also found out that I narrowly escaped a genocide due to the fact that I was born after such an events.
I was lucky to be alive.
Some years later...
I found out I wasn't alone today. I saw another banshee, specifically, a female one. My parents taught me the distinguishing marks of a Banshee, and, effectively enough, she was a Banshee. We had a great time together. She detto that she'd like to spend some time with me tomorrow. Did she just ask me out on a date?
A few years later...
With school long gone, and both of us going to universities, with stable jobs, we're on our way to a good life.
One o two years later...
My mother died of be as in cancer. My girlfriend and I got an excused absence from the università to visit mother. She passed while we were all there. My life-savings went towards her funeral. Or, at least most of it. Father and my girlfriend helped paying it off.
A couple years later...
I proposed to my girlfriend today, and she accepted. The wedding was to be held a little less than a mese away. With my doctorate, and my fiance's doctorate, we made enough money to support Father.
A mese later...
My wife is pregnant with my child. Father cried when he saw his developing grandson on the sonograph. We banshees are smart, but I don't know how long he cried for.
Several months later...
After much planning, I will have an assistant of mine try to remove something I found inside my body called a 'core'. I found this da using a personally engineered gamma raggio, ray machine as an x raggio, ray machine because x raggio, ray machines weren't very helpful. I have reason to believe that if I can take it out of my body, the core can serve as an energy source. Assumming I syrvive the process.
Many weeks later...
I awoke from a comatose state caused da the removal if my core. My assistant detto that I blacked out shortly after my core was removed, and that when she tried to put the core back, she couldn't because of a bacheca of light.
This was intriguing, so I took another gamma raggio, ray test, and a white spot always appeared where my core previously was.
A anno later...
Father was murdered today. I cried, but I got this idea. All the wars in the world are caused da anger, envy, fear, o some other emotion. If this is the root of the problem, then I intend to end it.
Several months later...
I developed a serum to nullify all emotion. I tested it, and it works like a dream. I intend to have this distributed world wide, and begin using the serum on myself.
A giorno later...
I found out about a tournament that was being held. I decided to join. It would be a nice populated place to begin the distribution. I kissed my wife, son, and unborn daughter good-bye, and went on my way to enter the tournament.
This was going to be the first time I tested the serum on myself.
End, until further notice...
Some years later...
Today, I was pummeled again da the local bullies. I can't tell why, but they seemed to be hurting themselves più than they were hurting me. I guess that they act tough, but aren't.
Some days later...
I was in the principal's office for breaking a kid's arm while in wrestling class. It's not my fault they didn't tap out earlier. Is it?
Several years later...
I'm 15 now, and my parents decided to tell me everything. I was not their biological child. I was found da them while I was wandering the streets of the city. They also detto I wasn't a cat, but something called a Banshee, whatever that is. They explained to me that my skeleton was thick and hard, which would explain why the bullies couldn't beat me up too badly. I aslo found out that I was stronger than most mobocanians. The as explained how I was able to break those arms like twigs, as I remember. I also found out that I narrowly escaped a genocide due to the fact that I was born after such an events.
I was lucky to be alive.
Some years later...
I found out I wasn't alone today. I saw another banshee, specifically, a female one. My parents taught me the distinguishing marks of a Banshee, and, effectively enough, she was a Banshee. We had a great time together. She detto that she'd like to spend some time with me tomorrow. Did she just ask me out on a date?
A few years later...
With school long gone, and both of us going to universities, with stable jobs, we're on our way to a good life.
One o two years later...
My mother died of be as in cancer. My girlfriend and I got an excused absence from the università to visit mother. She passed while we were all there. My life-savings went towards her funeral. Or, at least most of it. Father and my girlfriend helped paying it off.
A couple years later...
I proposed to my girlfriend today, and she accepted. The wedding was to be held a little less than a mese away. With my doctorate, and my fiance's doctorate, we made enough money to support Father.
A mese later...
My wife is pregnant with my child. Father cried when he saw his developing grandson on the sonograph. We banshees are smart, but I don't know how long he cried for.
Several months later...
After much planning, I will have an assistant of mine try to remove something I found inside my body called a 'core'. I found this da using a personally engineered gamma raggio, ray machine as an x raggio, ray machine because x raggio, ray machines weren't very helpful. I have reason to believe that if I can take it out of my body, the core can serve as an energy source. Assumming I syrvive the process.
Many weeks later...
I awoke from a comatose state caused da the removal if my core. My assistant detto that I blacked out shortly after my core was removed, and that when she tried to put the core back, she couldn't because of a bacheca of light.
This was intriguing, so I took another gamma raggio, ray test, and a white spot always appeared where my core previously was.
A anno later...
Father was murdered today. I cried, but I got this idea. All the wars in the world are caused da anger, envy, fear, o some other emotion. If this is the root of the problem, then I intend to end it.
Several months later...
I developed a serum to nullify all emotion. I tested it, and it works like a dream. I intend to have this distributed world wide, and begin using the serum on myself.
A giorno later...
I found out about a tournament that was being held. I decided to join. It would be a nice populated place to begin the distribution. I kissed my wife, son, and unborn daughter good-bye, and went on my way to enter the tournament.
This was going to be the first time I tested the serum on myself.
End, until further notice...
Ok... ask random domande about my friends. Now we have over 50 FCs with spare time. I'd be the host, unless something happens, Britney. My assist will be Shina the cat. Mainly te can ask any domande but we need a lot of them. So, from our gang will ask some too. Though, we could ended up not doing it. At least 20+ domande are needed for each time. Also, that the people will swich each time, so we will keep those noted. And te can ask what characters we have because te only know some of them. Cussing could be in the episodes. We are sorry if we coped another articolo from here o anywhere. So, tell us if the mostra will go on with a question, o if we stop here. Thank te for your time.
~Britney the hedgehog and Shina the cat, writers
~Britney the hedgehog and Shina the cat, writers