Some very VERY crude concept art.

Lol, awesome concept art? >_< I like the story. I'm able to ignore any grammar errors and just enjoy the story. I hope to see more soon. And I'll try and continue my story, too. :-)

DUDEGUY'S Anti-drug short poem.

Death.
It's what comes of meth.
Even if you quit next May,
You'll soon be thrown in the clay.

My WoM character!

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IDENTITY:
Name: Dudeguy. reason behind this still unclear to even him..... born as Alex.
Age: Tween.
Gender: Male. Really.
Species/Race: Human, but sometimes that is questionable.

PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES:
No super-human ability, but is very stealthy and acrobatic (from years of gymnastics.)

Height: four foot ten. 4'10".
Weight: 80-85 pounds, depending on how many helpings of dinner.
Features:

    * Dirty blond hair in summer months, brown in winter
    * Tan
    * Small feet for his age
    * Forest Green eyes
    * Blond body hair

PERSONAL EFFECTS:

Clothing: often seen with an Ace of Spade sweatshirt, with black Bermuda shorts. Dudeguy is not afraid to take off his shirt if he is over heating. For athletic wear: orange shorts with a white shirt. Dark-colored shoes with vibrant laces.

Accessories:

    * Always has a pocket cylindrical flashlight with him.
    * Has some sort of coupons or crumpled-up money in his pocket.
    * Has a small dagger in his pocket in case of self-defense in the land of Armor Games.

TRAITS:

Personality: Can be laid back and non-caring at some times, but most of times energetic and kind if treated the same way. Friends think him to be funny. Does not fight unless really needs to. Can bring up things that are really neither here nor there. Extremely smart for a blond, and can think logically.

Likes: Food. A good laugh, fun games (actual physical), recent events (gossip or not), the part after a 5k, has a soft spot for animals, and dudguy likes feeling smart.

Dislikes: People who try to be someone they are not, people who can't except one another, and people who's driving ignorance gets in the way of your driving. Dudeguy does not like country even though he is from North Carolina. Also, he does not like being rushed.

Note:

    * Dudeguy is a carnivore, and nobody can ever make him change.

BACKROUND:

Occupation: trying to make the world just a little more funnier.
Hobbies: 4-H (A.K.A. cleaning up after animals.) Plays clarinet, taking a go a drawing. Gymnastics, long-distance runner, chicken and explosives expert.
Housing: Somewhere close to the AG castle, and he yearns to be in it one day.
Backround: Dudeguy came to the land of Armor Games as an unknowing farmer, and he did not even know of the community for a long while. But AG has taught him how to be profound, and has lead him on many exicting endeavors, like this one.
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Don't laugh at him....

Your guy looks ugly.

Oh flamin now, are we? I bet you a vegetarian.

Oh flamin now, are we? I bet you a vegetarian.

lolwut?

Don't be flaming, guize. I'll pull out my fire hose.

No, it said "Dudeguy is a vegetarian, and no one can make him change."

Oh, oh, OOOOH... nowz I'z getz itz. I like your entry, excluding the few grammatical entries. But I can get past 'em.

Also, I posted a new story in mah thread. Feel free to check it out, dudeguy.

erm... I meant errors... not grammatical entries... :P