Idea's for a new gamertag

My tag right now is DRAGONFORCErawk. I know. I know. I'm going to pay to change this shiz. Heres my idea's
Unearthed Metalhead
Metalhead Dave
Canad1an Metalhead
Unearthed Transcendance
DREAMTHEATERrock
Heavymetalsolo
Unearthed metal solo
What ya think?

Uhm..

Wut about

Breakyoudown
K1ss1ngTh3SH4d0wz
VikingPwner(Yeh too runescapist)
IK11LLY0U3M0F4GG3T (LMAO)
DragonLord
MetalWinter4

Those are iight. I don't want numbers though if I can help it

DarkBalrog
BYDMetalheadBYD

BYDMetalheadBYD
I love it!

I knew it LOLZ...

**Case Closed**

LOLZ JK idk

I'm prob just have
BYDMetalhead
If that name is taken, I will return to Valhala, undergo 20 more years of training. Then travel (by boat) to the person who took that name and steal all there lightbulbs

LOLZ WTF?

lmao dude, can you shrink ur avy a bit? Its pushing all the posts to the far right lol.
If it doesn't work don't worry about it

http://www.shrinkpictures.com/

yeah i wantet to shrink it.. but idk how ty fr the link

What about Unearthly Metalhead?

Or MonsterSoloBYD

BYDHalen LMAO.

ahaha oh man. I'm gonna change it when I pick up gears. Choices choices

ByDHadookenByD

xxxBYDsmokeweed4life420BYDxxx

Wtf?

It's too long (lol) What about xBxYxDx

Wut about BYD--AUCHKDICHEFVIENNETZEN--BYD

o.o XbreakyoudownX

The Xs are For THe N00bZorz...

How about this..

BYD_IMSOMECRAZYGEARSOFWARGPWNERDUDEWHOISAFTERYOURFROOTLOOPSMAN_BYD

BR34KY0UD0WN

BYD said No numbers tho,

BYDProphetDave

what about BYDxDaveTheBarbarianxBYD

Lmao.

BYD==CAPITANOVIOUS==BYD

Obvious you mean (EPIPC SPELLING FAIL; 1ST GRADE ENGLISH PHAAIIILLLL)

LULX i missed the B..k k i phal!

phailyur

ya but Still Pwn ganondwarf! (I knmow is ganondorf but wutever.)

Kindergarten Spelling -EPIC PHAIL-

DUDE GANON+Dwarf

Its not epic Phail!

BYD
One day Imendia was walking down the street.
He heard loud music so he followed the sound.
It was coming from this old house.
He stopped infront of the house and...Tooked off his Giant Knive...Opened the door and was sick to see an 30stmars concert and a lot of emos arround the stage
then he took his knife and..

Drank a mana potion and opened his spell menu.
He scrolled through and picked out Crawl Through Knives.
Imendia grabbed his knife and casted the spell.
The song played loud and brave.
All of a sudden everyone could only see a black screen then a red line cross diagonally not twice, THREE times.
They opened there eyes, Imendia stood in classic swordsmen position. He put his kinfe back in his pocket.
The emo's froze still. The second he left the door everyone fell. But as soon as he walked out of the house..
The 30 seconds to mars Vocalist was still alive and ranned towards imendia...He didnt saw him...he was
lost...but them Breakyoudown descended from the sky surrounded by golden guitars and diamond drumsets and...
While soaring in the sky BYD grabbed his guitar. Put a drumstick on the string, and pulled it back like a bow.
He shot it and it caught on fire because of the speed. 30 second...Vocalist grabbed Imendia's shoulder.
Imendia turned around and saw a drumstick sticking out of 30's forehead and Imendia casually stepped aside letting him fall.
BYD and all his instruments landed in a heap beside Imendia and..
Styx came running (Drunk as usual)..and took the drums...
and the 3 Metal Heros Started to Play "Kissing The Shwadows"...
while 30stm vocalist head was impaled in Imendias Guitar
.ByD SUmmoned the migthy power of Ares And Nailed The Epic SOlo...
and suddenly....A new challenger appears trying to break their combo!
The devil walks towards them and challenges them to a rock off. The heroes laugh and accpet.
The devil starts it off and plays Hangar 18 twice as fast as the original.
He laughs and barks for us to try and beat it. We talk over a song and deside to play Groan of the wind.
But the second we start playing demons come out from the ground and start to attack us......
They try to attack us...But when they approach to us the power of the wind tear appart the bodies of the demons...The power of Zeus Takes over Imendia and ByD and a lighting strikes from the sky and then it appears....Buckethead...
Our soloing was losing its strength until HE arrived. Buckethead withdrew his nunchucks and took on the whole crowd by himself giving us the thumbs up to play. He punches the ground sending many demons flying across the field. Buckethead was overwhelmed then thrown to the ground. Then. He removed his mask and the skies darkened. He raised his fist and..
A migthy Runic Guitar Falled from Heaven on to his hand
He Starts to Play "JORDAN"..and the gates of hell Crumble and fall
All the suffering souls are released from his etheral pain and misery
When the battle is about to end Imendia is deadly injured and then...
Buckethead walks toward him and hands him his mask. Imendia puts it on slowly and Buckethead starts doing endless hammerons from Nottingham lace and fire a beam straight at the devil sending him across the planet. Imendia takes the mask off and
Stands up, his injuries suddenly healed...
He Takes his guitar while bucket head Ascends up to the sky
Handing his guitar on to ByD.
And then imendia and BdY starts to Play...
Fade to black by Metallica. Then they realize that Styx is nowhere in sight. They put there instruments down and begin to search. Then a man frantly runs towards them asking for help. He said
Holy shiit!! I steped on dog`s CRAP-
aww.*Cleans his shoe with the sidewalk*
And starts to explain....
"Styx was taken By satan on a las effort to destroy Metal..HE WANTED TO MAKE STYX A MAINSTREAM RAP BASTARD!!!"
Then 2 black horses merges from the grouns...2 metal horses...With spikes and Swords..
Then Imendia and BYD starts the epic Search for STYX...
The two heroes bravely searched for there fellow staff member. Suddenly a gunshot was fired at one of the horses. The horse stumbled but was unharmed by it. BYD and Imendia saw the culprit. To there ultimate dismay, they saw who had tried to kill there animal companions...Buckethead was possessed
Bucket head once a mega hero was now possesed by the evil spirit of Herman Li..Herman triying to be a guitarrist Took over buckethead nunchucks and started to make the funky robot dance...and the sky opened and the black BALRGO emerged from the black clouds with a colosal thirst for blood and metal..Imendia imediately tooked his huge knive and stabbed buckethead on the chets...letting herman li spirit away but hurting Buckethead ...
But out of nowhere MAB appears from the ground and protect the 2 gitar players with his double guitar Solo..and that way bucket head is healed and joins MaB..
The four of them soloed for 3 hours straight.
Now all four men ready searched for Styx. Buckethead led the way
The other 3 men were ready to die for him at any moment.
Everyone of them
Ready to die..
While walking into the destroyed gates ov hell the 4 dudes encountered styx beer glass broken in the ground...MAB soloed Crazy train and then...
A dark cloaked man appeared and smiled. He said "I'm surprised to made it this far. If you wish to find Styx, you need to solve a riddle." He asks, the hardest riddle they have ever heard. The crew thinks about it, and desides to fight the stranger instead. But the problem is they can't see the figures face. But he is a large figure
MAB instantly combines his double guitar with Buckethead nunchucks and throws it like a boomerang slashing the black large figure in two...
It was a trap! The ground crumbles beneath there feet and they fall into a pit
when they`re on the black dark pit they light on some magic weed cigarretes that ligths up the whole underground city and buckethead whispers "The rusns of Moria!!"...
They approach a door. It says in elfish to Speak friend and Enter
What could this mean?
Suddendly Imendia smash da door with a mace and says "fuck this riddle lets get going..."
The sound echoed louded along the mines. Goblins and maybe even a troll were bound to come. They ran into a room and slammed the door shut.
They are now in the TOMB OF DIMEBAG...king of moria...goblins strumble the door and shoots flaming arrows on it and it was there when BYD discovered an anciento book...with this inscrption...
"They took over the chapel and the coutyard even the bar was taken...They crumble in the dark...they are coming...they are evil...they are coming...those mother----------"
The goblins breached the door and started attacking the heroes. BYD ducked under an attack and followed up with 3 swift stabs to the stomach. Imendia clenched his fist as hard as he could and slammed it cracking goblins skulls. Mab swung his 4 headed guitar all around and behind him decapitating any near him. Bucketheads eyes glew a bright red as his numchukes thudded against his victims. The heroes were doing well. Then a second wave of goblins rushed in, followed by a giant troll.
mendia took his guitar and soloed ONE....the strumble of the strings were so strong ...the giant troll`s head Exploded and the rest of the goblins became Dust...when the heros left DIMEBAG`s MAUSOLEUM....and walked thru the city of Moria...a fire demon emerged in the far side of the city...BYD shouted..."Balrog."...Imendia Asked WTF IS THAT some kind of drummer?
"NO".shouted ByD..."AN ancient triple guitarrist Demon...From the 2nd age...RUN BITCHES RUN"
and the 4 dudes started to run...
There was a long bridge. The heroes ran across. But Buckethead stayed on the bridge telling us to run. The balrog lifted his axe and brought it down and Buckethead struggled but blocked it. Buckethead then raised his fist. Glowing, red. He Leaped 15 feet into the air and slammed the bridge crumbling it. The demon fell into the pit. Buckethead held onto the ledge. THe 3 heroes ran to his aid. But he was weakened and couldn't hold on long enough. Buckethead had fallen into the pit aswell. Heartstruck the heroes continued there journey
...when the heroes reached the surface trough the BLACK STAIRS...they encountered the city of OZZBOURNIA prepared to fite against the evil EMO armies...the king of OZZBOURNIA Ozzy ozbourne was mad at the cure vocalist cuz he turned his son into a gay emo...with both armies facing on the giant gates of OZZBOURNIA...and styx as a hostage... the heroes needed to defeat the army of HOMOEMOS...once again...
The 3 heroes joined the Ozzyborunians in there fight against the emo's and charged into battle. It was a tough battle. The emo's liked pain. These fuckers were prepared to fight. Byd grabbed a emo's neck and twisted. Imendia grabbed the collar of an emo and pulled it down, thrusting he knee into the emo's face. Ozzy was relentless in battle, but he is old. And too many were concentrating on him. We need to help him.
_________________
Then in the sky...Nazgulz appeared...the dark emo flying serveants attacked ozzy...and pushed ozzy into the ground...then the nazgul was ready to devour ozzy....but Imendia and BYD steped in front of the nazgul--the dark and strongest of the nazguls went off the dragon and took his mighty mace and crushed imendia`s Guitar...knocking him on to the ground. ByD tryed to stab the dark nazgul but he was beated with the mighty shield..
All hopes were lost for Ozzy...But out of nowhere..BUCKETHEAD APPEARS IN THE HORIZON...
WITH A LEGION OF METAL LEGENDS AND METAL GODS... at his rigth Healr505 and on the left ChevelleOwner...Buckethead shouted "THIS WILL BE THE RED DAY......DEAAAAAAAAATH"
and the legion compained him shouting "DEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATH"
Buckethead Soloed Downfall...and screamed.."CHAAAAAAAAAAAAARGEEEEEEEEE"

the MetaLegion raned towards the Emo army of Gayness...and Buckethead with his funky robot style dancing moves Avoided the dark nazgul mace and the dark nazgul said "NO LIVING MAN CAN KILL ME" bucket head tooked off the bucked and told him

"BITCH!!!! IM NOT A MAN I AM BUCKETHEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD"


he stucked his nunchuck on to his face and destroyed the dark nazgul lord...

Buckethead crossed his arms and walked directly into battle. Using his bare hands, punching right through the emo's. Chevelle and Healer both slashing every emo in sight. BYD and Imendia ran through the field with new hopes of victory. Stabbing in throats. Ozzy slowly got up and charged back into battle knocking everyone aside. The army of metal just recieved a big moral boost. Kerry King arrived. Completely ripping anyone in sight apart. Then the gates of moria opened. And this time the real army was on its way. The army of darkness and those possessed, led by Styx
_________________
the rest of the METALEGION army ride towards the gates of EmoHOMOLAND...while the army of moria regrouped inside the walls of EMOHomoLAND...then it was set
THE FINAL BATTLE was about to start..and styx was the priority...
Inside the Castle of TheCURE...Styx was forced to listen to some 30secs to mars and some BFMV music...He was in a horrifiying Suffering...When the doors were opened the las emo reinforcement charged towards the METALEGIOn army...and the 4 heros were ready to kiill some BITCHES...
They plummeted through the defense and entered the castle. They made it to Styx's room Styx said not to free him. If they did something terrible would happen. They freed him anyway and.
The Colosus Of Death was awakened....the colosus was meant to wake up when styx was released from his chains...The colosus PTWND half of the METALEGION army....and then...THOR arrived with his flying Eagles...and pwnd the colosus by taking a **** on his eyes... Styx released from the EMO chainset...raned awway from the EMO tower .....the emo tower colapsed.. and the blowjobing emo eye dissapeared...The Day was saved...The guyssaid Good bye to MAB and BUCKETHEAD...and cheered at teh migthy OZZY...BUT...
Ozzy was fatality injured from the fight. He didn't want to be king anymore. He was too weak. He asked our group, who would rule his land in Ozbournia. As it needs its defender
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and..then....the middle METAL earth was divided between BYD and IMENDIA...and metal ruled the migthy land of middle METAL earth....and so it was ruled for 500 generations..and styx was the drunkest dood on the earth...BYD and Imendia Bringed death tho teh EMOS and the EMO lord THE CURE VOCALIS or whatever his name is...BYD

too short....

how about

BYD-.-.-John was on his way towards the bar for his 19th birthday. He had just moved into the town of Damsbural this week to start a University program. He was to master in English and minor in music. John’s favourite band is Iron Maiden and on the car drive towards the bar, do or die, Aces High is stuck in his head. As Johnny drummed the back of the drivers chair in the car his uncle called “Ima going to give you a real treat tonight bud. This pub we are going to, thee strongest drinks you’ve ever seen.” “Uncle Leandro, Johnny started. I don’t know if I want to go all out today, I still have some paperwork to do tonight and its due on”- “Chill the hell out man.” Alan, Johnny’s older brother said while looking out the window in the passengers seat. Leandro drove to downtown Damsbural to Yewstreet where all the pubs resided. The car parked beside a building which large green letters reading Four Leaf Cloverbuzz.
Leandro was the largest of the three men. He was a muscular man with long black curly hair and always wore a white baseball cap backwards. Alan was a spitting image of his uncle only thinner and was currently wearing blue sunglasses and seeing his eyes through them, was an impossible feat. Johnny is short for a nineteen year old. However he was quite athletic and he could jump (Aces High) higher than most. A bell attached to the door rang when the family entered the bar. “Hey! Cory! Birthday over here.” Leandro smiled and pointed to his nephew. Cory the bartender grabbed a tall glass and filled it and slammed in on the counter and slid it in the direction of John. “Ah thanks.” John said awkwardly. Alan, who was temporarily memorized but the tv above the counter asked for the usual. John, who was not very interested in his large glass of alcohol looked around the bar and found two men engaging in a loud conversation. “You’re an idiot.” The larger man on the left yelled. “I’m not kidding. The vase is in there, and if anyone was to find it, they would be instant million, no billionaires.” The soft voiced man on the left defended. “So your trying to tell me, that there is a basement in the Damsbural bank, and in there is the original owner of the bank’s rich’s, and the nicest and rarest vase to exist? I think you’ve had more than enough to drink Norm.” “Your not from Damsbural, so I don’t expect you to know all of the history. Bruce Timville was the most successful African American in the existence of this city. He started up Damsbural bank and he was a very wealthy man. Bruce ran it with his brother while his wife was a potter. Bruce’s wife Beverly made the most beautiful vase’s you’ll ever see. Many painting have just been based on them. A decade into the bank’s life, Bruce’s brother was murdered while working. Unfortunately, Bruce was on his way to the bank while his brother laying on the floor, and the bank was being robbed. Bruce brought his family with him as he was going to store his wife’s most beautiful vase yet, in a safe spot. Bruce parked infront of the bank and told his family to go in and to see his brother and that he will be in as soon as he could. Bruce was in his car trying to find the right key in which he would lock his wife’s achievement safely. Suddenly there was a loud yell. Bruce burst the banks doors open to find his brother, wife, and son dead in a pool of blood near one of the cash registers. Bruce sprinted towards them and to his disbelief his wife was still alive. His wife mumbled to her husband that there was a robber in the basement with a pistol and to leave while he still could. “The hell with that! I am going to kill that son of a *****.” Bruce screamed. He walked towards the back of the bank ignoring his wife’s plea’s to escape. He noticed the door to the basement, the lock was blasted off and the door was wide open. Bruce snuck down the stairs. The basement of the bank was basically a mine, the Timville family did not have enough money to pay for flooring so it was a dirt ground and the ceiling did not look much better. Bruce approached a door, behind this door was the safe. This safe had everything the Timville family owned. Nobody even knew about the basement until then. Bruce ripped the door open and came face to face with a man with jewelry and bag’s of money in his knapsack. The robber smiled and shot Bruce in the chest. To his disbelief this did not slow Bruce down and he was strangled by Timville. The police showed up eventually when one of the hostages finally got ahold of them. Nobody in Bruce’s family including himself had survived, the robber died as well. Rumour has it that the police stored the vase in the vault and denied the public what had happened to the story.” Norm finally finished his story and chugged back the rest of his beer.
_________________“Hey, hey you still here?” Alan said pushing at John who had appeared to be lost in someone else’s conversation. “Sorry what?” “We are going to Damsbural bank after this, I’m sort of out of money and I got nothing in the fridge.” Alan stated. Johnny thought about the story he had heard and took a nervous sip of his beer. “Hey uhhh Alan? Does the name Bruce Timville mean anything to you?” “Yeah, it means finish your goddamn beer, you took one pansy sip out of it in the last ten minutes.” Just as the three men were leaving the pub, he heard Norm mumble “and they say, that the bank owner still hears movement in the basement even though nobody has been down their since.”
Eventually Leandro pulled up to a very wide building. In silver block letters it read Damsbural Bank. Leandro pushed his door open and heard a very loud crack and looked around startled. “Aww goddammit!” He said angerly and he parked one of his tired directly on a tac. “What the hell is a tac doing in a parking space?” After a long sigh he said that he was going to walk to a friends house nearby and ask for some help and to go into the bank alone. Alone, are you scared Johnny? Why don’t you run along with your big strong uncle if your afraid of monsters in the bank? He shook these thoughts off and pushed the heavy door of the bank open and got a rush of the air conditioning. “Christ this is a long lineup. Oi! Hey! Why is there only one banker at rush hour!?” Alan screamed angrily to no one in particular. Johnny looked around and saw three more men enter the bank. One of the men was a giant with shoulders broad enough to make it to the football league even if he had zero talent. The other to men were both tall but both looked very similar with their goatee’s and military haircuts. They walked around the bank and were examining the pamphlets at the side of the bank. “So has this bank ever been renovated?” Johnny asked. “Who cares? I mean, yeah probably, I can’t remember this ever not being here. Looked like a shack when it was first ma-Hey! Back of the line pal!” Alan yelled when the large shouldered man tried to get in front of him in line. The large man pushed Alan back with one hand throwing him way off his balance and took his spot. “You want some too? He smiled at John. Alan picked himself up and ran at the big man only to be clocked across the face by one of the goateed man. His blue sunglasses flew across the floor and Alan struck the ground belly down. The second man pulled out a shiny silver pistol and aimed it at a sprawling Alan. Johnny pushed his arm but the gun and already fired and he heard shattered glass and a thud, the sound of a body hitting the floor. (do or die, Aces High)
The banker fell to the ground and bank’s only security guard grabbed his cell phone to get any help possible. The guard was a very tall but thin man who had one hand on his cell, and the other hand on his pistol aiming it at the goateed man who killed the banker. “Drop the gun right now or I’m shooting in two seconds.” The first goatee and the huge man both drew their pistols with a smile. “Two.” snarled the big man and fired his pistol landing a direct hit on the guard. The guards eyes rolled back and dropped what he was holding and fell backward. “Everyone empty your pockets!” The huge man bellowed. The three men lined up all the cell phones and curb stomped them. The second goatee turned towards Johnny. “Why’d ya push my arm champ?” he asked shoving him strongly. When John didn’t answer he demanded to him to empty his pockets. He reached into his pocket and grabbed his cell phone. He quickly threw it towards the front door. “Go get it.” John smiled. He was then pounded by the shots to the stomach and thrown off his feet onto the ground. He winced in pain. The first goatee man laughed and complemented “Nice one Chris.” “Thanks for telling him my man jackass!” Chris replied. “Just get the phone, ya doushe.” “Aww ain’t that sweet. You guys are your matching attire.” The big guy laughed. Chris pointed at Alan and demanded “Bring me that phone. While your walking remember that if you choose to run out, a revolver is aiming at you. So do you feel lucky, punk?” “Chris you are such a dumbass.” “Okay Mike its not the time for this.” Johnny chuckled to himself while the bank robbers were slowly giving their identity away. Only the big guy is left unknown. Alan brought himself to his feet and picked up the phone. He walked slowly back towards Mike who was beckoning him to come in his direction. Mike held his hand out and Alan grabbed his hand and pulled it towards him and Alan’s knee met Mike’s stomach. Then Alan swung a punch across his jaw and landed a full out swing sending Mike crashing down to the ground. Mike winced in pain on the floor holding on to his bleeding lip and nose. The big man smiled and slowly raised his pistol and fired at Alan.

“I can look at your foot if you want.” Cassandra whispered into John’s ear. “It’s better not to risk it.” John said while looking at another hostage crawling towards him. This man had black balding hair with a outline of a black goatee. “Hey pal what’s your name, are you alright? Listen, what your doing is very brave, but also childish. I know your being the hero in this disaster but this is not a movie, and people have already died, including your brother I assume. Just let them steal the money and co-operate with them so the rest of us can get out alive.” “Its John, hey listen man, if you ever have a chance, the car outside with the flat tire, has a gun in the glove department.” John said hardly taking note of this man’s wise advice. It was the smart thing to do, but he just felt that he could outsmart these doofus’s somehow. Chris noticed the three people crowded around Alan and cocked his pistol towards them and shook his head. “Not another word out of you.”
Buck tossed a garbage bag full of money over his back and the three crooks made their way towards John. “How’s your foot?” Buck asked with an harsh smile. “Its has good as your shoulders are wide, or as great at these freak look a likes.” John spat in the direction of Chris and Mike. Mike stomped on John’s foot sending a jolt of pain through him. “Don’t get cute with me Jack, now we are going into the basement and your coming with me. If there’s any scorpions or snakes or some crazy ****, you’re the one who is going to be eaten, not me. That’s why your going first.” “Get your identical shoe off me.” Mike took raised his foot and kicked John on the chin snapping his mouth shut and sending him on his back. John, in spite of pain, let out a wincing giggle and coughed. “And if I decline this generous offer?” Mike bent down on one knee and smiled, his face being right in front of Johnny’s. His breathe wreaked of some sort of meat. Mike held his pistol out in front of John’s nose and cocked it, “Well then I’ll introduce you to my pistol.” “Oh I already met Bucko’s, he was so rude.” “Listen kid, get on your feet or do I need to blast you (Aces High) to get you to follow? Oh and blondie is coming with us.”
“You know, the manager told me he has been hearing movement from the basement even though nobody has been down there in years, since Bruce’s death.” John explained. “All the more reason your going first.” Mike chuckled. Buck walked towards John and grabbed the back of his neck collar and thrust him forward toward the basement door. A sudden thought had just occurred to him. Uncle Leandro was going to be coming back inside the bank. A big man like him, these jerks would surely shoot him instantly. There has got to be a way to somehow weaken these guys, or maybe... “So Mike, just me you and Cassandra are going to the basement?” “Walk faster.” Mike replied trailing right behind Buck. “So you think you should have two people stay up here doing nothing while your hunting for treasure? Three is company but four is a freaking party.” John smirked. “I’ll come. Buck announced. Just because I don’t think Mikey over here can handle this job, and besides, you wouldn’t dream in hurting me would ya?” “I’ll come too.” Chris said. “Are you serious? Lock the damn doors and make sure none of these people try anything stupid.” Mike called. Buck approached what John believe to be the basement door. He pointed his gun at the lock and fired three times. He pulled the door open and behind it was a reinforced steel door, and John could swear that he heard a little jingle while the door was openin *CONTINUES*

He reached into his pocket and yes! He had change! “Dead security guard...Lee, you think the killer is still here?” Rich asked picking up the pistol under his arm. A coin rolled past Rich’s feet and Chris popped out from behind his desk and shot a distracted Richard on his shoulder. Leandro ran towards the desk where Chris was hiding and crouched under it. Chris poked his arm over the desk. His goal was to point the gun down and end Leandro. Instead, when Leandro saw the arm over his head, he grabbed it and yanked very hard. This sent Chris in mid air and landed on his back in front of Leandro in pain. Leandro pointed his gun right on the dragon tattoo. “Wait! It wasn’t me who killed your son!. I’m a hostage too! I thought you were one of them!” Chris cried. “Oh yeah? I don’t think coins roll themself, and why the hell do you have a gun?” Leandro pointed the gun at the dragons mouth and fired. The dragon now was truly spitting fire.
When John heard the sound of a gun fire he looked at the ceiling instantaneously. He heard a grinding noise from his necks level and a large black hand clasped around John’s throat. “John! Cassandra cried. She slapped Buck’s arm. Help him!” Buck pushed her back without looking still looting the room. John looked down at the muscular hand on his throat and started pound it with his fist. To his horror he heard another grinding sound. This one, was at least three times louder than the last one. He felt like he was in a earthquake choke hold. The dirt wall in front of him started crumbling and with a loud crack a figure broke its way out of the wall. John came face to face with Bruce Timville.
“You saved us!” The balding man with black hair cried. “All of you get out of here and call 911 for the love of God!” Everyone evacuated the building except the balding man. “Richie are you okay?” Richard coughed and clutched his left shoulder. “Heh the bastard can’t aim very well, if he was aiming for my heart he was way too high.” “Mister, there is still four more people downstairs.” The bald man whined. Leandro shot up and asked who before he was completely standing. “Two of them are robbers, like this guy. He said pointing at a dead Chris that looked more like a fountain. A woman with blond hair, and a hero named John.” Leandro nodded and quickly ran towards an open basement door. He hurdled over the desk and to his absolute dismay, the door slammed shut and clicked. Leandro pounded the steel door until his fists were in such pain that he could not continue then screamed “JOOOOOHHHHHNNNNNNN!!!!”
John squirmed in Bruce’s grip trying to run to his uncle’s call to see if he was crying for help or anything to escape this situation. Bruce’s eyes were eye’s of a man who had no sleep for a month. Bloodshot red and full of moisture. His arms, face, hair, full of dirt. His short black hair was the exact same colour of his skin. He was wearing a white undershirt and jeans, covered in mud. John helplessly tapped a fist against Bruce’s chest then Bruce’s eye’s finally locked onto his. He lifted John up and tossed him to his left not even looking. John crashed gasping for air and landing on his back and his neck snapping onto the rough dirt. Cassandra knelt beside him and laid his head on her lap. Mike and Buck were now in Bruce’s field of vision. They had both stopped robbing the room of its resources and pointed there pistols at Bruce who was staring at them blankly.
Bruce walked towards Mike lifting one leg at a time. As if they weighed a tonne each, stomping the ground and creating a little dust cloud each time. Mike held his arm out, gun in hand pointing it at Bruce. He would have fled but the door they had entered had slammed shut and locked. Bruce walked right up to Mike’s gun so that his throat was pressed up against the gun. Mike pulled the trigger three times and closed his eyes. Bruce’s head was bent back, but blood did not escape through the hole in his neck. No, something much worse would reveal itself. John sat upwards now paying close attention to this absurdity. Mike slowly opened his eyes and peered into the hole in Bruce’s throat and he saw two beady eyes staring back at him.
A snake lunged itself at Mike gruesomely, tearing the hole in Bruce’s neck wider. The snake was a mixture of black, white, and yellow. It landed on Mike’s shoulder and wrapped itself around his neck. Squeezing, tightening, each breath Mike took, would end in the snake wrapping itself tighter. Until finally the snake raised its head and sunk its fangs into his soft neck. Right under his chin. Mike raised his pistol, grabbed the snake and blasted its head. The snake hung lifelessly on his shoulders and he collapsed before Bruce’s feet. Bruce slowly raised one of his heavy one tonne legs, and stomped on the back of Mike’s neck. There was a snapping sound and Mike lay motionless.
Buck looked at his dead friend in utter confusion. All he knew was that his life was never in more danger than it was at this point. He dropped his pistol, in fear of another snake coming after his and raised his fists. Buck leaned his fist back ready and let loose with a huge forceful punch. With a loud crack, Bruce’s head snapped backwards.-.-.-BYD

LMAO!!!
Epic win

So wtf u waiting for.
Call Xbox live and tell them ur brand new gamer tag"

Oh wow..

Yah Wow...Too short.

You should Be...

ByD-.-(Copy and paste the lord of the rings trilogy books.)-.-ByD

BYD_A man in a hot air balloon realised he was lost. He reduced altitude and
spotted a woman tending to the flowers in her garden. He descended a bit
more and shouted, 'Excuse me, can you help me? I promised a friend that I
would meet him an hour ago, but I don't know where I am.'
The woman below replied, 'You're in a hot air balloon hovering approximately
30 feet above the ground. You're between 40 and 41 degrees north latitude
and between 59 and 60 degrees west longitude.'
'You must be an Accountant,' said the balloonist.
'I am,' replied the woman, 'How did you know?'
'Well,' answered the balloonist, 'everything you told me is technically
correct, but I have no idea what to make of your information, and the fact
is , I'm still lost. Frankly, you've not been much help at all. If anything,
you have delayed my journey.'
The woman below responded, 'You must be in Management.'
'I am,' replied the balloonist, 'but how did you know?'
Well,' said the woman, 'you don't know where you are, or where you're
going. You have risen to where you are due to a large quantity of hot air.
You made a promise of which you have no idea how to keep, and you expect
people beneath you to solve your problems. The fact is you are in exactly
the same position you were in before we met, but somehow it's now become my
fault!'_BYD

BYD_EATSHITANDDIE_BYD

Perfect.

BYD
(Birth You Dead)

Bring Your Dominos?

Break Your Dick

Fin-ByD-orO

We.. actually are not getting off-topic!

WHo said we getting of topic?

Nobody but usually about right now we would get off-topic

You are off topic LMAO.

how about.

ByDowntownByD

why downtown??? Why not bydMassacreTITSbyd