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Farore's wind: As young link behind lord Jaba Jubu (or whatever the big fish thing is) is some dry land. Bomb the bombable rock thats half in the wall ant the door will open.

Nayru's Love: Outside the Spirit Temple are two palm trees. There is a crack on the wall near thoes trees.

Here, here! What would be our first item to bid. A jar of imported air form Canada?

Shadow Walker, I am small

RadicalDreamer, Cross country

Goku, I'm tired, but I'm not dead. Came in 9th place overall on that race. I'm a fast little midget, aren't I ?

Are the people in this world idiots?

Oh yeah.. i allready know the anwser to that. Never mind.

Well... ill be a monkeys... whatever. The person won has to pay American $15 for it.

Is that person too lazy to make it themselves?

Wait... i could make alot of money doing this!

Because no one knows what I look like, here is a pic of me:

Mind you, it isn't the best pic of me in the world, just the best I could find:



Mind you, you'd probably look this bad durring a 3 mile race.

Matt says to Urza. "Hey... Justice...doesn't that remind you of a guy we once knew? He was a little crazy, and violent, and carried around what he called 'The Lead Pipe of Justice'. Sounds familiar, 'eh?"

OOC: Read upward --^

"Thank you." Rook takes a tremendous bow, then walks into the room and grabs some ammo.

"My pleasure." Rook cracks his nuckles and stares at the lock. "Hmm, looks easy enough " He smashes the but of his gun to the side of the panel, making it come loose. He pries it open, and messes arround with some wires. OOC: Brim, you said that you would determine hacking, right?

"Yeah, well, thoes doors aren't going to be much of a problem. A few minutes hack, and ding! The doors open."

"Look, I don't care where we go. I just want to get away from these corpses. The smell of burnt flesh is starting to get to me."

"Hmmm... you guys are in an alleyway in an alternate dimension and two strange men who say they know you want you to come with them... sure perfectly safe.

"Why didn't we think of bringing weapons?"

Moments later, Matt and Urza recieve the signal. "Sure Urza, let me just.." "Hey Matt, are we dead?" Nick's voice, with a little static, comes out of the speakers[/i] "Ahh" Matt yells. "We got signal!" He says in a robotic voice. He presses the micraphone but...

My Short Bio: † Name : Zin Remsoh † Race : Human † Age : 22 † Religion : none † Birthplace : Seahawk, a town on the coast of the Atlantic † Profession : Carpenter, Writer, Spellcaster † Alignment : Lawful Neutral † Closest Companion : Family + Friends at home + pnes he met while traveling † Most ha...