Praetorian Xenomorph

Right now I'm doing an Emerald Nuzlocke challenge with a Slakoth named Hudson (you're awesome if you get the connection between my name and Slakoth's name) and a Grovyle named Ian. I had caught a Nincada named Mary, but she died, sadly. DAMN YOU WHISMUR!

A Praetorian Xenomorph Queen. Awww yeah. I'd probably end up dead, though, so meh. I'd go out in a cool way. Maybe even have my legacy go on as a Xenomorph Drone.

My beauty is done. Now we wait. He's gonna look amazing. Named the costume Xeny, gonna use him to scare people shitless. This is gonna be a FUN halloween.

I gotta stop working at fast food places... Yesterday, I was in a Burger King (place looks like you're standing in triceratops shit), working the drive through. Suddenly, I hear this BANG. BANG. BANG. BANG. I thought we were in a drive by, so I hit the floor. God. Damn. Mom. Zilla. This HUGE woman and her EQUALLY HUGE kids walk in. The gun noises? Their footsteps. "I NEED SEVEN CHEESEBURGERS, AND THREE KIDS MEALS, PLEASE! AND DON'T SCREW IT UP, LIKE ALL OF YOU IDIOTS WORKING HERE DO." she screams to our cashier, who I'm silently applauding for not himself from pure fear. If he messes up, this lady can and will jump on him. "Y-Yes ma'am..." he says, voice trembling. "DON'T GET THAT TONE WITH ME, YOUNG MAN! AND NOW I WANT SEVEN APPLE PIES, LARGE, EIGHT ROOTBEERS, A SMALL, LARGE, TWO MEDIUMS, TWO MORE LARGES AND A SMALL AND A MEDIUM! THEN SOME MILKSHAKES! CHOCOLATE, FOUR OF THEM AND FOUR VANILLA! YOU GOT IT!?" she yells at my co-worker. "Y...Yeah..." She begins screaming, reaching over the counter to grab poor coworker. She was pissed that he put in some wrong orders, even though she made her order like a Jenga game or something. Her kids are making hog noises, going super saiyan or talking to customers just trying to enjoy their (terrible) food. Eventually, she gets her jigsaw puzzle of an order and leaves politely. Holy. Shit.

I shit you not this happened three weeks ago. So before I quit, I worked at a McDonald's (worst choice of my life). I was just there, minding my own business, doing cashier shit, when this wasted lady walks in. She comes up to me, swaying like she was a leaf in the wind. "So...you gotta any bese bar gars...!?" she says, slurring her voice. Not knowing what she said, I tell her the menu. 'Bargars, bargars!" She screamed at me. "Um...ma'am, are you looking for burgers?" I replied. She then screamed something that could only be described as a mix between a Predator, whale, dinosaur and a shark. Afterwards, she grabbed my shirt and tried to punch me before she could be...ahem..."escorted" out. This is what made me quit.

I'll be rocking out in a handmade Xenomorph costume. You can bet your ass I'll be hiding in the shadows, scaring kids to death and then laughing.

Yeah, I did watch Prometheus. Wasn't a big fan of it, though. I didn't really like the Alien designs.

So, hello there. You may call me Prae, Xeno, Russell or Russ. Those are all acceptable names. A bit about me: I'm 17, from Denmark, but I currently reside in Baltimore. I'm about 6'2, 159 pounds. I've played sports, but recently, I tore my ACL playing cornerback on a football team. Yeah. That's about it. HOW I MET MLP Well, I joined a forum one day, and heard all these people talking about My Little Pony. I was skeptical at first, but tried it anyways. I was hooked by episode one.

No, not really. I keep it relatively short, about 6 inches from the root. Sometimes I mess it around with gel, make it look crazy. It's pretty easy to keep, just gotta get it cut every two months or so.