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I would gladly join but im to lazy to read about it so im not gonna bother.

dash you sir disappoint me

Put Is In And Go In Quick, Sign Up's Closed But He Kught Fit A Few More In, Im Alright In Aikido, Give Us A Chance :P?

Wut?

okay im writing every thing up and im going to pm jok in a hour we need a team name if no one comes up with any thing by the time im done writing im going to make the team name team bunny wabit and make up a bunch of bs for you description.

okay i just sent the pm this is what i sent.

Team name: dark
members:6

xzavior666
description: he is a undead warrior. he has been alive for roughly 400 years and has over time become able to blend into society. he is cunning and cannot be trusted. he joined this team in hopes to get some cash and eat some souls.

darkjak
description: he is a crazy person than ran into some money problems and needed to get cash quick so he set up this team.

coxxy
description: also a zombie but a less intelligent one. his only goal is to eat brains so he decided to come along.

Marloto
description: he is friendly person that felt like having some fun. so he joined the team not knowing that the competition was fights to the death.

Shin-Yami
description: he is the god of the clan ten thousand fists and felt like being on a team with his members. he is weird and stuff yeah

UncleLeo1
description: he likes fish so much but could not afford the new super awesome fishing pole so he joined this team to get enough money for his pole.

yay triple post
jok says were in if i give more info on you guys so me serious and give me something to work with.

age: 15
gender: Male
mod of choice: Wushu/Aikido/Kickbox
reson of being on the island: Cuz No one voted me off, dammit!
personality: crazy-bipolar-naturally high
something special about yourself: I make textures and food r good. I'm pretty busy so time=lotsa money for me.

There. enough?

Paragraph(or two):

The veil of darkness parted from his eyes as reality flooded back...

Silence

The pale slice of moon wavered over head. DarkJak had woken from a dream of the past, filled with luxuries >and women<(optional). He wished he was back in those days, where the food did not feel like sandpaper as it traveled down one's throat and the water didn't smell like piss. Island warfare had gruesome tolls on his body.

Much of his armor had fallen off, exposing the toxic radiated skin underneath. As he looked to his right, he saw his team mates still resting, so DarkJak went to explore the area. While he stumbled along he thought of the impending battle with the rival gang. Although his entire body moaned with every step, it had to be done. The Ten Thousand Fists had to conquer!

1 X not 2 (Im not like teh boxxy)
anyway Im on the island because I heared of the event and knew there would be plenty of brains there so I need a team to take me with them, as you guys are zombie freindly I asked you and you abliged.
also 16, male, bloody australian and all that jazz