Teh Autobiography thread

[Il]

Well, I like to know about people soo I decided make this thread

basicly, post anything from a sentence to a whole autobiography about yourself.

(Im kinda in a hurry, I might to mine later)

[brohana]

ummmmmmmmmmmmmm
I like to play Pawn.
hows that for on autobiography?

[Il]

Ugh..not that simple.

[mreitz]

well umm, my name is matt. im 13.
i lived in arizona for 10 years now i live in pennsylavania.
i like baseball basketball and football.
average american kid.

[live]

This thread will die,lol

[greb]

Born on the rooftop penthouse sweet of the Zharmoot castle in Magnitogorsk Russia, i always had a taste for violence. At age 8 i would re-enact the battles of World War II with live weapons. I spent age 10-13 in the Markov prison for killing my neighbor. He had accused me of breaking a window, and when we got into a headed argument, i stabbed him in the chest. At age 15 i was sent to the Joseph Stalin academy for my first taste of boot camp. At age 18 i saw my first combat. Some chechnyan rebels took over a school, and me and several other Spetsnaz operatives took it by force. A lot of good men died that day, but many more terrorist pigs. At age 19, i rescued two Canadian tourists hiking in the Nakov Mountains when they ran into a group of roaming rebels. You know them as Blank101, and JP. The main reason i am here now, is their invitation in the interrogation room. Now, at age 20, I'm retired from active duty. I spend most of my days writing my memoirs and my autobiography, and sleeping with countless women.

If you have any questions, feel free to ask.

[BlAcKlIgHtNinG]

Did JP or Blank cry when they almost died? (just curious)

[J90]

Wait...you say countless women?


Well, I only count two. :rolleyes:

[mreitz]

Born on the rooftop penthouse sweet of the Zharmoot castle in Magnitogorsk Russia, i always had a taste for violence. At age 8 i would re-enact the battles of World War II with live weapons. I spent age 10-13 in the Markov prison for killing my neighbor. He had accused me of breaking a window, and when we got into a headed argument, i stabbed him in the chest. At age 15 i was sent to the Joseph Stalin academy for my first taste of boot camp. At age 18 i saw my first combat. Some chechnyan rebels took over a school, and me and several other Spetsnaz operatives took it by force. A lot of good men died that day, but many more terrorist pigs. At age 19, i rescued two Canadian tourists hiking in the Nakov Mountains when they ran into a group of roaming rebels. You know them as Blank101, and JP. The main reason i am here now, is their invitation in the interrogation room. Now, at age 20, I'm retired from active duty. I spend most of my days writing my memoirs and my autobiography, and sleeping with countless women.

If you have any questions, feel free to ask.

greb can only count to one :D his mommy :D

dont ban me. im jking

[brohana]

Born on the rooftop penthouse sweet of the Zharmoot castle in Magnitogorsk Russia, i always had a taste for violence. At age 8 i would re-enact the battles of World War II with live weapons. I spent age 10-13 in the Markov prison for killing my neighbor. He had accused me of breaking a window, and when we got into a headed argument, i stabbed him in the chest. At age 15 i was sent to the Joseph Stalin academy for my first taste of boot camp. At age 18 i saw my first combat. Some chechnyan rebels took over a school, and me and several other Spetsnaz operatives took it by force. A lot of good men died that day, but many more terrorist pigs. At age 19, i rescued two Canadian tourists hiking in the Nakov Mountains when they ran into a group of roaming rebels. You know them as Blank101, and JP. The main reason i am here now, is their invitation in the interrogation room. Now, at age 20, I'm retired from active duty. I spend most of my days writing my memoirs and my autobiography, and sleeping with countless women.

If you have any questions, feel free to ask.


i wish i was you

[Bilehd92]

As my eyes opened and the first glimpse of life filled my fragile eyes, one thing filled my mind. Vengeance. Pain. Regret. But most of all. Hate. I knew it all. I knew this life wasn't a walk in a park. I knew it wasn't just a good game of hide n seek. It was a dog eat dog world and I knew one thing and one only. I was on a mission. Mission name. Life.

I was about 4 and a half days old. My so called mother always nourished me and loved me, but I never appreciated her one bit. I knew of her little scheme. She was trying to build me up to a big man so that I can repay her of her deeds and help her. Nourish her and love her. But little did she know, in a few days, my plan would be exposed to the world.

4 years later, I wrote a 6 page explanation of my plan to the president. I cleaned the paper of all the finger prints and DNA of mine. And in a few days, world domination would be mine......

Now here I am. Mission accomplished. I live in a 10 foot closet. My computer, and I were the victors in my plan. I have no car, money, job, food or a good shelter. I have no family or friends, but I did learn one thing in life.......



If life hands you free brownies...You take 'em.

[Knux57]

Chapter 1: Small Beginnings
Knux's forum life began at the ugoplayer.com forum in June 2005. After a month or so of posting on the forum, he decided to try to get into sig making. Of course, his first idea was to use paint. People rejected his sigs. But only until Knux came across tripod.com. He was bored so he decided to make a website about...I can't remember (lol). But anyway, one of the features included at tripod.com was Gif Works. Gif Works is a free internet effects tool that is only compatible with .gif images. He decided to give it a shot. After a little while, he got good with it. He was complemented by the neat effects he could make with Gif Works, but not much else.

Chapter 2: Gaining a Reputation
So then he tried something else. He searched for a sig-making program on google and came across a program called: Macromedia Fireworks 8. He also tried that out. His first result had seemed to be his best. He posted his result (this (http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p210/Knux5757/chromeish.png)) on the forum and got several positive responses. He then used this program for a long while until the free trial inevitably ran out (he didn't realize he could have just re-installed it). He was in trouble. He had to find a way to continue making sigs if he planned on being successful. He had the idea to go back to gif works, and paint, and see if he could maybe make something "unique". Using image he found on google, he put them together and then saved them as a .gif so then he could go into Gif Works and spice it up with effects. He got just as many positive responses as before (This was the result (http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p210/Knux5757/THeFoo-2.jpg)). He gained popularity over time by making sigs for people until he eventually grew bored of the forum in early 2006.

Chapter 3: The Stick Arena Era
Even though he already joined on the first day of release, Knux decided to play stick arena most of the time. Whenever that got boring, he'd go on the Xgen forums, and talk. By now, he realized he could re-install Fireworks 8. So he did. After months of playing regularly, he had gotten into hacking, just to see what it would be like. Of course, just to keep his name cleared, he made a few alt accounts: Wall.Demon and ,..Predator.., . He was later accepted into a Stick Arena hacking forum. Along with the registration came one of the highest points in his GFX career. Having mastered Fireworks 8, he made sigs for almost everybody on the forum. The word was spread on the Xgen forum, and he had become 'known'.

Chapter 4: The Pawn Era
Knux had gotten bored of Stick Arena. Hackers were everywhere and he got very annoyed. Then, one faithful day, someone had posted a link to Pawn. Knux decided to try it out. He was hooked. Although not exactly good quite yet. Knux had registered on the Pawn forums and introduced himself with some of his best sigs from Fireworks 8. The fellow players were impressed. More time passed. Remembering from a time back when he used to go to the ugoplayer forum, he remembered members talking about making their sigs in a program called, The Gimp. He googled it. He found the Gimp's website and once again, tried something new. He was confused. He had gotten a set of brushes after a while of using patterns but he had no memory of where he got them. Knux joined an art website called Deviantart.com. It took him a while to realize that's where he got the brushes from. So after that discovery, well, came Knux's biggest success ever. Although, he still isn't what he is today...not even close.

Chapter 5: Friends and Foes
By now, Knux was known as one of Pawn's top sig makers. His only competition was Greb, and Partyboy64. He had became friendly-neutral with greb, but Partyboy64 was a different story. Him and Partyboy were just about even. Partyboy was known for his smooth style and advanced text, while Knux was known for his backgrounds and animated sigs. Partyboy and Knux were competing with each other fiercely in sig request threads and competition threads. People liked Knux's sigs a bit more than Partyboy's sigs. But when Partyboy left for Soldat, that was all said and done. Knux had then shortly after gotten into making maps. He had discovered a glitch that was similar to Stick Arena's "Wall Glitch" where it let the player quickly fly through solid map tiles without hacking. He made a very short maze with just the glitch and a few jumps and entitled it: A REAL CHALLENGE because it had included something people hadn't seen before. Most people got stumped, but a select few figured out what to do. He continued making the A REAL CHALLENGE series with more than just the glitch in it.

Chapter 6: Pro Status-Yay!
Knux began to make Pivots shortly after his A REAL CHALLENGE series kicked off. Although he was only moderately good at it, people liked his work. By now he had befriended many. Including grenchler, marionyoshi, rib, sgtstewie14, blacknight, and other fellow pros. Knux had learned several sig making skills such as making boarders, cropping renders, and even animated sigs. Beta eventually ended and with it came everybody's rank. Then came the unavoidable flow of newbies, which everybody should be familiar with ;). Now Knux is all of what he is today. Still considered one of the best sig makers on Pawn, still a pro, and still popular. Good job Knux, you did good out there :).



lol, I get good grades in English class :D
lol, I'm the only one who posted a true story :D
lol, pie :D

[Mexisawinner]

Sup, this is Mexisawinner giving his Autobiography. :)

LIFE


Was born in San Antonio, Texas. (USA) When I was very little moved back to Mexico and was raised there my infant years. We stayed in Mexico for about 2-3 years but saw more opportunity in USA so my parents Immigrated from Mexico to USA for a better chance. Went to school in America, got into over 16 fights, almost got sent to military school, and my life changed when I was in 4th grade. I took a test, and I did so well on it, it allowed me to be in all English classes. So even though I was the kid that was picked on, I still learned English well and it was ALL worth it. In 5th grade is when I first had the chance to get a social life, and of course along with friends your grades drop. So struggled but barely made it pass 5th grade, in 6th grade experienced my first case of love, turned out there was a girl that liked me but I never got the chance to talk to her because she moved (but later I unbelievably saw her again, thats further into my autobiography) anyways 6th grade was I guess a good year, 7th grade struggled a bit wasn't much of a good year, joined the Track team at age 13 and did very very well. At 8th grade joined the football team, sucked at first but I became very very good at it. I also made the Basketball team and ran Track that year, I was really busy lol. So then highschool came, my freshman year I was a BAD kid.




I will finish this later. I have to go. TO BE CONTINUED.

[Kishgal]

Born on the rooftop penthouse sweet of the Zharmoot castle in Magnitogorsk Russia, i always had a taste for violence. At age 8 i would re-enact the battles of World War II with live weapons. I spent age 10-13 in the Markov prison for killing my neighbor. He had accused me of breaking a window, and when we got into a headed argument, i stabbed him in the chest. At age 15 i was sent to the Joseph Stalin academy for my first taste of boot camp. At age 18 i saw my first combat. Some chechnyan rebels took over a school, and me and several other Spetsnaz operatives took it by force. A lot of good men died that day, but many more terrorist pigs. At age 19, i rescued two Canadian tourists hiking in the Nakov Mountains when they ran into a group of roaming rebels. You know them as Blank101, and JP. The main reason i am here now, is their invitation in the interrogation room. Now, at age 20, I'm retired from active duty. I spend most of my days writing my memoirs and my autobiography, and sleeping with countless women.
As my eyes opened and the first glimpse of life filled my fragile eyes, one thing filled my mind. Vengeance. Pain. Regret. But most of all. Hate. I knew it all. I knew this life wasn't a walk in a park. I knew it wasn't just a good game of hide n seek. It was a dog eat dog world and I knew one thing and one only. I was on a mission. Mission name. Life.
I was about 4 and a half days old. My so called mother always nourished me and loved me, but I never appreciated her one bit. I knew of her little scheme. She was trying to build me up to a big man so that I can repay her of her deeds and help her. Nourish her and love her. But little did she know, in a few days, my plan would be exposed to the world.
4 years later, I wrote a 6 page explanation of my plan to the president. I cleaned the paper of all the finger prints and DNA of mine. And in a few days, world domination would be mine......
Now here I am. Mission accomplished. I live in a 10 foot closet. My computer, and I were the victors in my plan. I have no car, money, job, food or a good shelter. I have no family or friends, but I did learn one thing in life.......
If life hands you free brownies...You take 'em.

Well well well. Seems I'm not the only genius who knows what other kids my age (10) know. Eg. Hacking, game programming, writing books and getting it denied(wah), etc. etc.

I'm kinda lazy to write an autobiography. The one I got refused was auto in comic form.

[Kishgal]

Born on the rooftop penthouse sweet of the Zharmoot castle in Magnitogorsk Russia, i always had a taste for violence. At age 8 i would re-enact the battles of World War II with live weapons. I spent age 10-13 in the Markov prison for killing my neighbor. He had accused me of breaking a window, and when we got into a headed argument, i stabbed him in the chest. At age 15 i was sent to the Joseph Stalin academy for my first taste of boot camp. At age 18 i saw my first combat. Some chechnyan rebels took over a school, and me and several other Spetsnaz operatives took it by force. A lot of good men died that day, but many more terrorist pigs. At age 19, i rescued two Canadian tourists hiking in the Nakov Mountains when they ran into a group of roaming rebels. You know them as Blank101, and JP. The main reason i am here now, is their invitation in the interrogation room. Now, at age 20, I'm retired from active duty. I spend most of my days writing my memoirs and my autobiography, and sleeping with countless women.
As my eyes opened and the first glimpse of life filled my fragile eyes, one thing filled my mind. Vengeance. Pain. Regret. But most of all. Hate. I knew it all. I knew this life wasn't a walk in a park. I knew it wasn't just a good game of hide n seek. It was a dog eat dog world and I knew one thing and one only. I was on a mission. Mission name. Life.
I was about 4 and a half days old. My so called mother always nourished me and loved me, but I never appreciated her one bit. I knew of her little scheme. She was trying to build me up to a big man so that I can repay her of her deeds and help her. Nourish her and love her. But little did she know, in a few days, my plan would be exposed to the world.
4 years later, I wrote a 6 page explanation of my plan to the president. I cleaned the paper of all the finger prints and DNA of mine. And in a few days, world domination would be mine......
Now here I am. Mission accomplished. I live in a 10 foot closet. My computer, and I were the victors in my plan. I have no car, money, job, food or a good shelter. I have no family or friends, but I did learn one thing in life.......
If life hands you free brownies...You take 'em.

Well well well. Seems I'm not the only genius who knows what other kids my age (10) don't know. Eg. Hacking, game programming, writing books and getting it denied(wah), etc. etc.

I'm kinda lazy to write an autobiography. The book I got refused was an auto in comic form. One thing though. Bile, if have no money, how can you afford the interwebs.

[Bilehd92]

Well well well. Seems I'm not the only genius who knows what other kids my age (10) don't know. Eg. Hacking, game programming, writing books and getting it denied(wah), etc. etc.

I'm kinda lazy to write an autobiography. The book I got refused was an auto in comic form. One thing though. Bile, if have no money, how can you afford the interwebs.


I steal the intranetz.

[Icedragon]

RAWR its me Introduction again! its sorta like an autobiography. But.. its from beta!!! :eek:


I am 50% asian 50% american. I am the smartest in the class/the best artist/ best speller/best sporty guy.
As you may already know i am pretty good at pawn and really razillant(it means never give up no matter the odds)
An example of me being razillant was the time in CW when outlaw and his 4 buds took me down wit shotguns. when i had 90 sumthing deaths and 3 kills i stayed but only till 103 deaths.
That is a reason why my k/d is low.

Hmm...... I have a long story... about how i got me name

Part 1: Ice

I was born when there was a kinda snow storm, born on January 4, 1995.
When i first went outside for my first snow day every in my pajamas for 3hrs i felt the same the whole time.The next snow day I accildently fell in our pond but it was freezing. As I got older I got more and more immune to the cold, so that is how I came up with Ice.


Part 2: dragon

After I read many books, I found my true calling in the medieval times.
The series that i read are: Redwall series by Brian Jacques,The Castaways of The Flying Dutchman series by Brian Jacques, Eragon series by Christopher Paolini, The Fire Within series by Chris D'Lacey.
There are many books that I can list without being in a series. For example Dragon Rider by Cornelious Funke.
I loved the books about dragons the best or ones that included open war or adventerous types. So I thought of dragon.


Part 3: Icedragon

One day after I found a game that just came out on its 2nd game (thing thing 2) I called myself Icedragon(im also Livin Large on thing thing arena 2). After getting bored with thing thing I ventered for more games, coming across Sherwood, Tankball, Moon base, and Unreal Tournament ( I dont play anymore.) After that i waited for like 2 months until I found a game that i would really like and it was pawngame. I thought of a name I used alot, I thought of Icedragon.


~~~!!!THE END!!!~~~

[Pooshonmyshoos]

Born on the rooftop penthouse sweet of the Zharmoot castle in Magnitogorsk Russia, i always had a taste for violence. At age 8 i would re-enact the battles of World War II with live weapons. I spent age 10-13 in the Markov prison for killing my neighbor. He had accused me of breaking a window, and when we got into a headed argument, i stabbed him in the chest. At age 15 i was sent to the Joseph Stalin academy for my first taste of boot camp. At age 18 i saw my first combat. Some chechnyan rebels took over a school, and me and several other Spetsnaz operatives took it by force. A lot of good men died that day, but many more terrorist pigs. At age 19, i rescued two Canadian tourists hiking in the Nakov Mountains when they ran into a group of roaming rebels. You know them as Blank101, and JP. The main reason i am here now, is their invitation in the interrogation room. Now, at age 20, I'm retired from active duty. I spend most of my days writing my memoirs and my autobiography, and sleeping with countless women.

If you have any questions, feel free to ask.
You should become a book writer.

[Il]

Okay, my turn...
Part one: the set up
Okay, well my dad (nationality Jewis and German) was basicly a normal person. he did like danger a lot though, one time he put on a cape and jumped off of his roof yelling "IM SUPERMAN!!" (he broke 2 bones I think). He was a good swimmer. His dad worked with boats, and he happened to do the boat for this one rich dude. That rich dude payed for my dad college at Furman Uni. (Very expencive and nice). To go to that college, he had to move to HendersonVille. There he met a beautiful younge woman (not really, but in his eyes...) named Sally (nationality unkown, she looks french though). Their friends set them up on a date and they eventually got married. Sally was a nurse nearby hospital. They had 2 children, the first one was Lucy, Brown hair brown eyes. 3 years later they had another, Lex (me) Blonde hair blue eyes. I grew up in a small retirement community (Boooring) homeschooled by my mom (I think she went to college for teaching, so it worked out well) So I grew in stature and knowledge along with my sister. We had great friends in the neighborhood, we would go into the woods a lot.

Part two: the move

When I was 11 My parents announced we were going to move. This pretty much devestated me, I loved life as it was, but it turned out for the better. As an apology, they gave me a drumset and drum lessons when I was 12 (Christmas 05). Ive played them every day ever since. A few weeks into 06, I met a certain girl. It was pretty much love at first site. I also made quiet a few neighborhood friends. Later my sister got into the FAC (fine arts center, really nice) about 6 months into 06, me and my sister were on a bike ride. We both took alternate routes to the same thing, and she came out ahead. Soo...being Lucy, she was like "ahha, Im ahead of you" So then I went as fast as I could (I was going like 20 miles per an hour, it was a steep hill). Unfortunately I didnt notice a certain huge speed bump. 20 mph + down hill + huge speed bump... yeah. According to my sister, I flipped twice and landed on my head and arm and instantly got up. I was rushed to the ER and they did all the scans and all. some how, I got away with only a broken arm, no concusion at all. I feel lucky to be alive now. Oh, and on August 8th I started to play pawn from a link SharpShooter posted on Xgen. Soo not much happened for awhile... at the start of 07, the girl I had been crushing on started to crush back. January 14th, the day I became mod, I also got a new girlfriend. Things went well for awhile, me and my sister played drums and guitar at a showcase, that was fun. about a month ago me and my gf broke up. now im figuring out she still likes me and is just testing me or w/e

Thats pretty much it... sorry if it bores you

[bigalbindy]

My name is Al, I am German-Italian-Scot-Irish-Swiss-American, my ancestors were some of the first people on this continent, we were here to set this country and we did. We have defend our land and our country in every war in which the outcome would cause a major effect on our home (i.e. the American Revolution, Civil War, WWI,WWII and so on.) Due to the political ideas of the current administration I have not gone to fight in Iraq yet some on the other half of the family said i should (of course they have yet to send any of their children). Yet to uphold my family name I have gathered some men, we plan to act as a quick responding force that will aid local militias in the case we should need too. I, like those before me, have practiced and studied the art of war. I have exceptional skills in marksmanship, trap building, improvised explosive/weapons, and strategy.

[Bilehd92]

You should become a book writer.

That's exactly what I was just going to post. That was a really nice monologue ish type of deal to get the reader fond with what they're about to read. I can already imagine a story coming out of this.

[maggerz]

Ehem BUMP!

1st chapter-Birth
i was born in detroit michigan, on july 1st 1996. My mom and older siblings loved me alot! Though i loved my life, deep inside me is an emo kids yearning to get a knife to slit his wrist.
2nd chapter-Youngy Life
now that i have been born, and learned the ABC, i now love wat my siblings and parents love, and hate the same stuff they hate. I go through lots of neglected eras, in these eras, i teach myself to be raised by the internet, well i turned out pretty good.
3rd chapter- Internet Obssesion
I had a crazy addiction with the internet, first i fell in love with counterstrike, then super mario and eventually, Pawn.I watched many music videos which gave me a big interest in ghetto life and WWII, i first held a paintball gun when i was 10, my dad taught me to run quickly and to hide without being caught, ive had a sharp eye blessing from god.
4rth chapter- Graphics
I loved graphics ever since ive been watching my recently deceased uncle using photoshop to edit images for hi s company. Im following his footsteps into becoming a proffessional graphics designer for a major corporation.



Im an arab kid, with lots of goals for life. call me a terrorist all u like, ill still kill u while u sleep :) sweet dreams......

[PhotoNegative]

I was born on November 13, 2007, The US release date of The Black And White Album. My parents, being the huge fans of The Hives that they are, named me Perniklasmikaelmattiaschristian Fitzsimmons. Later on that day, when I started kindergarten, I realized what a hassle it was to write out my first name, so I shortened it to Randy.
I graduated elementary school in a week, with C's in every subject.
I went on to middle school, which I immediately realized was a mistake. I tried to go back to my elementary school, but they called the cops, so I decided furthering my education would be better than getting into any trouble with the law.
I graduated from my middle school two days later with A+'s in every subject, and the ability to go straight on to a 4 year college, skipping high school altogether.
I decided to go to high school anyways, so I could be perfectly prepared for what would come later on in life. High school sucked, but I finished it in two days. Score.
So I went on to a four-year college, where I was promptly turned away. They said I was far from qualified to go to any college, despite my previous learnings. Apparently, someone who is 11 days old is "way too young".
So, I came home. I found my parents dead, but I expected it, given their very old age of two weeks. I was feeling pretty down, so I decided to try out the internet. Soon enough, I discovered Pawn. As soon as I found a suitable account (A.K.A This account, PhotoNegative), I stole it. After stealing it, I came across this thread, which had been 3-month-bumped already, so I decided to carry on with the replies... Remarkably, I had ample time to write this autobiography, which of course, is not true (nor possible) in any way at all.
Get some.

[two11]

My real name is Julian, but most call me sex troper. Why? Because when My friends see a nice *** walkin around they call for me. Here is how an average day goes.. This is 69 man to Sex Troper, we have a brunette (My specialty) with a nice tush. (Now I usucially go) Sex Troper here, Im goin in. 10-4. Then my friends hear a lot of uhhhh ih upp ohh.. I also bring around dat bakin soda when I find out they have husbands.. slap em, then get horneyer. Meh, Im not much, but I got somethin.


Baaaalllinn,
Julian

[maggerz]

man id have to say u hang out with pervs,well its not bad as my couzins friends, everytime they see a girl, thy howl and say their address and tell herr come to ym house, we''s have a good time.......eww

[greb]

That's exactly what I was just going to post. That was a really nice monologue ish type of deal to get the reader fond with what they're about to read. I can already imagine a story coming out of this.

What can i say, i gots mad skills.

(Replying to this 3 months later...)

[shodemon666]

i'm sho....??? too short?

my name is Damian, i'm 19 yrs old. I'm an undergrad for automotive technology.
I work in a computer lab, where i play pawn during my off hours.
I'm a gemini and a dragon, my color is white and my element is air. :D

my favorite is ffVII, and my weapon of choice is a one-shot one-kill weapon.
I've had 14 yrs of martial arts training, 3 years of the young marines, and 1 year of junior sniper school. *i know right*

I volunteer regularly, and i like noobs.
*nuff said*

[Puffer]

I only belive Lehenos and magnesters bio(Any1 can be a good paintballer..well maybe not the fat kids<_<). The rest are fake. Greb you would make a good writer. I might post mine later. I thought Im young to play this game, some ppl are younger than me:O

[maggerz]

I only belive Lehenos and magnesters bio(Any1 can be a good paintballer..well maybe not the fat kids<_<). The rest are fake. Greb you would make a good writer. I might post mine later. I thought Im young to play this game, some ppl are younger than me:O


oh yea fat kids can play pb....not!
i remember a fat kids was playing with us he got shot like umm 6000--->9000
poor kid....

and i remember one stupid guy took his mask off and ot shot in the eye them fot blinded

[Strelok12]

I r Anton! *Wish it was from bloc party...*
Im kinda heretic. I'm 16 years old,i once lived in hellish Russia when we escaped do crappy Spain.