You read that right folks...that title is what you will be doin in this mediocre Forum Game
Create a background or a reason for the above user's profile name..whether you think it is the actual reason they made it so...or you want to put a faux reason
Ex1 - pang's name comes from his interest in Romance of the Three Kingdoms
Ex2 - pangtongshu's name comes from the fact that he is an elf with the ability to create shoes everytime he says the phrase "ang tong"
The above user has an obsession with colors, even though he's color blind. He decided to make his user name his favorite gray scale color, and his least favorite error-101.
You're all-time highest Pacman score is zero, which is a feat in and of itself, since the game automatically moves Pacman to the left at the beginning of each round, adding about 70 free points to your score.
Your name is Terry, and you apply logic to every single aspect of life. Every single day you wake up you have a logical course of actions that you will take. In fact, you saw armor games was logical place, so you join and terry_logic is the most logical username for you to pick.
One moonlit night, a slight breeze whiffed across the land. A man walked inside a graveyard, picked up a fresh body, slashed it open spewing blood everywhere, then dropped it, tried to Google how to wash blood out of his clothes, and got a 303 error. He now brings his abnormal past to this site.
One moonlit night, a slight breeze whiffed across the land. A man walked inside a graveyard, picked up a fresh body, slashed it open spewing blood everywhere, then dropped it, tried to Google how to wash blood out of his clothes, and got a 303 error. He now brings his abnormal past to this site.
How'd you figure out?
His name is Frank and he ate a ton of Froot Loops.
His real name is Bob, and he is red, so he wanted to call himself redBOB. Unfortunately, he forgot to draw the straight lines in the Bs, so they look more like 3s.
Your name is Terry, and you apply logic to every single aspect of life.
On a bright sunny day in south Philadelphia, a strapping young lad named Terry looked at an apple tree. Somehow, like a man named Sir Fig Isaac Newton, he used logic and realized that without gravity, he wouldn't need his suspenders, for his pants would simply float in place around his waist.
So, Terry_Logic.
(To the user below me: Please no more frootloops.)
In the dark of night the creature stalks its creator. And in that silent alley the creature let the anger that it has always known loose. Overwhelmed by memories of being spurred again, and again by its creator, furies and rages consume its entire being, and no other ending would be accepted on this still night. It reaches forward and wraps it monstrous hand around its creator neck. It did not let go when it felt nails digging into its hand drawing blood. It did not let go when it felt those frantic scratches weakening. It is only when those hands fell limply still that the rage that it always known like second skin flew off into the dead of night. Bereft of its rages I felt oddly empty staring at the glassy eye of Victor Frankenstein. A new start now. A name is needed. Frankenstein’s monster they call me. It is only fitting it grin, Frank, it glance around and saw the name of the alley. Yes, Frank Frooton will do quite nicely in memorence of events pass on a still dark night of December.
For as long as you mortals existed, so have tales of great mystical beasts. From the hearts of young and old alike whether told in awe, fear, or jest, it matters not in the grand scheme of things. For you see words and beliefs of billions spanning centuries generate a power of its own of sort. From mythos of unicorns, mermaids, sirens, and dragons, to tales of bigfoot, loch ness, Yeti, Nightingale, and the whispers of Chupacabra, Mothman, Jersey devil, and Krakens you call to me. I simply call myself Legend Beast, for simplicity sake. You humans can be such amusing creatures to play with. Hmmm…I seem to be behind schedule, time to incite more Bigfoot sighting, after all eternity can be rather dull at times.