Venomshank

Oh shit. I fed it after midnight

Cold

87%

Conflict

Little bane... let daddy tell you a story about when he fought batman: It was a long time ago, when batman still sounded kinda goofy...

I want Jazz from Transformers brought back. And you know what? Just so I seem "edgy"? Bring back the Sea Ponies. Even if they're just a cute little transition between scenes, ala the little sushi guys from Kappa Mikey, they'd still be given a warm welcome back. Wouldn't they...?

Why didn't you tell me were out of muffins? derpy: I dunno Well then. Thou shalt be sent BACK TO FIERY PIT FROM WHENST THOU CAMETH

Name: John Alphonse Lionel Chenier II (seriously!) Age: 14 Age of my Maturity, Voice, and Interests: 45 Gender: Male Country: Canada, Eh! Likes: Ponies, Metallica, Kevin Smith Movies, Theorectical Astrophysics, trying to understand modern slang, and Dubstep. Dislikes: Idiots, Bullies, Religion, Illogical human stigmas such as hunger and tiredness, and... Roquefort. Yeah, I'll go with Roquefort. Hobbies: PS3, trying to find wifi up in the sticks, drawing and continuing to slowly spreading the brony virus. Other Info: I have the GREATEST Stephen Hawking impression in the world. Seriously. I've heard others, nothing I've ever heard compares. It sounds like I have a stoma or something. It's freakish and unnatural. I just might be the coolest brony there is, just sayin... If you want to know what I look like, check my post on "Post a Picture of Yourself!".

AAAAARRRRGGGHHH!!!!!!

I might start talking faster than normal - which is already a pretty breakneck pace - or start sweating. Farting is also a possibility... I don't understand the eating while nervous thing. I only get hungry when there's no food.

DAT ROBOT LEG Wow guys! I'm honestly proud... This stuff is way better than I could hope to... do... I gotta step up my game... (Concentrates) (eyes light up red) (transforms) ROAAAAR

LOL Y'know, I could just write a story. It's be super-badass too, the standard ElectronDaydream format.

So now you know I based my OC on myself. No matter. My master plan will still work.

But what you don't realize is that I haven't a shit to give.

Fuck chores.

ENOUGH WITH THE FIRE JOKES! (embarrassed face) That's how my hair actually is...

My greatest fear is to have no legacy... you know, to not have anyone remember me when I die. To just become another statistic... I want to do something with my life and have it be known for generations. That, and before I start pushin' up daisies, I have some scores to settle. When-- No... If the prospect of me dying and being... nothing... ever comes to me, I will face it, tears streaming down a face of rage, cursing the orchestrater of my destruction.

YUR GURNA DIE!!!!111!!

/nil/

So... the island was purgatory? so... Then why... how...