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You have been trudging through the jungle for ages, and by now, you are half way to the brink of death. As you trudge along on in this immense boiling heat, you can't help but whimper over how stupid you were for buying that thing. You spent your life savings on it, with promises that it would lead you to a golden treasure, and now, chances are you won't survive from your stupid mistake. The only purpose this map in your pocket serves now is a way of fanning the masses of insects that are devouring you alive. You are down to your last drop of water, and your stomach has growling for days. Time is running short for you, and it's already been enough of a miracle that you have survived this climate's extreme temperature this long.
You are going to collapse right here. You are going to collapse right now. The boiling humidity is too much today. But wait!
You hear the trickling of a nearby stream. Oh glorious miracle!
With the last of your remaining strength, you tear through the greenery to find your savior. Green confetti flies as you claw and shred through vines and leaves and thicket. Before long you are at the glorious stream where you submerge your face and gulp back life with the greediness of a wild boar. Soon enough you are showering yourself and dancing with joy.
After being able to drink to your heart's content, your mind has become clear again. That's when you notice something beyond the stream. A large fortress of metal stands before you. Unfortunately, years of abandonment has turned this building into a rusty greenhouse. Many of it's windows are broken, and one of the main doors hangs off it's hinges while the other is completely missing. Nevertheless, shelter from the jungle heat is calling to you as well as the curiosity so you slip inside. Inside, you are surprised by what you find. An assortment of gadgets and the various pieces that they were made out of littered the floor. A few of these gadgets were rusted much like the building, but most, interestingly enough, were shiny and new-looking.
Carefully, you pick one of these inventions up and examine with it. You poke it, fiddle with it. You weren't expecting much from the device. That is, until its is turned on. A high pitch squeal was released from the invention as it powered up, and you drop it in surprise. It comes down with clack, withstanding the impact upon the tile floor, and sits there gazing at you. You back up a bit, a bit startled but not broken. After a moment, you get your thoughts together and your hand reaches back out for the invention. Your fingers brush it's smooth metal surface.
FWAM!
Before you could make another movement, a large draik had clutched the gadget under his hand. He looks down at you with rage running through his heartless blue eyes. On his tan body, a thick splatter of blue and black spots followed his spine, lined in the middle with what seemed to be rounded metal studs. The insides of his wings and underside were red, like dried blood, and he had a matt of fur on his tail tip to match. Finally, there sat a sorry patch of brown fur on his head. His most striking feature however, was the eyepiece that tinted his left eye a shade if blue. As a matter of fact, looking past it, the monster was decked in quite a few different gadgets. You made a very wrong mistake by upsetting him. Registering you with his eyes, he opens his massive mouth, showing off a display of razor-like teeth. He says...
Is this supposed to be an introductory or one of those 'adventure' games?
It seems that according to this 'well-researched' passage, I'm a vicious monster who lives in laboratory ruins, inventing technology all day. Then you just happen to stumble across me one day and I eat you. End of story. Hmph, what a pathetic load of garbage… I can't believe it's already wasted a good part of my page. And my 'hair' is not sorry or matted either! Even if I'm not the Beauty Contest's Mr. Neopia in the mornings, I am actually well-groomed, thanks.
But forgetting this pathetic excuse of an introduction, I wanted to ask you something. Just how in the world did you get in here?
Wow... I believe I just split a gut. Really, do you expect me to believe that you touched a magical picture and were automatically delivered here? Maybe a three-year-old would fall for that, but I'm sad to say that this... isn't daycare. Yet... seeing as that's the best you can come up with, what do you want?
Riiiiight. And now you expect me to tell you all about myself. You're a newbie of the paparazzi aren't you? Listen, as much I would be flattered to spill my guts out to some stranger who broke into my workshop, I'm busy. Now do yourself a favor and get out of my face before security does the simple task for you.
Just step out of the room, follow the hallway, take a left into the lobby?
Fine! If I tell you about myself, will you get out and let me work?
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You better keep to that promise, because if I catch you hanging around here afterwards, I'll gladly take the privilege of throwing you out personally. But first... *Samu messes with his eyepiece until it changes color to green. He looks around* Hm… No tape recorders or cameras from what I can see... yet. And for your sake it better stay that way.
Alright and No Thanks.... Test answers 4D, 2E, 13A, 1C, 3A, 46A, 14A, 12B, 10E, 19A, 27C, 26B, 31D, 29C, 47C, 11C, 6A, 42B, 40A, 35D, 34C, 25B, 32Firewire, 5D, 8E, 9B
As you should guess, I'm not some geek who spends his entire life in a basement and comes up only for a bathroom break. I know people outside of my family and my daily life. It's almost sad to say... almost... that most of them I could care less about. They mean nothing more to me than either a service or an annoyance.
However, for the past few years, there have been a few recurring faces I can't seem to forget... or even seem to avoid in that sense. I'll give you their names but don't assume I'm friends with any of them.
Ran Seimouri . 
Heh, Seimouri... Where should I begin on her? For one, she is likely the most confused girl I've ever met. Well, second compared to that accident called Amalid, but I'll get to her later. Anyway, Seimouri's idea of me, which I'm sure was solified the day she met me, is that I was some kind of child in need. She could not make me the enemy that any normal person would, regardless of what I did to her. I've insulted her, done things she had large disagreement about, and have even gone so far as Trick House. But after all this she has still treated me with concern, like I was her friend. She has even apologized every time she had lashed out at me.
However, even though this has went on for a couple of years, I guess you can say we've been through a lot together. As a matter of fact, I've somehow even found her stubborn concern for me enjoyable. She's actually somebody I feel I can trust... But don't even dare begin to think that we're friends! |
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Amane Seimouri .
I don't know where this little girl came from, who her parents are, or where she lives. All I know is Koba found her unconscious on the sidewalk one day, and Seimouri volunteered to take her in. I haven't seen her often since then.
However, I've somehow still come to know her in the few times I have. From what I've seen, I'll have admit that she is a little... uh... -cough- Hm... She likes to read, particularly to me whenever she finds a good book. Other than that, she's like Seimouri in the fact that she foolishly thinks I'm a nice guy. Heh, at least has childhood naivity as an excuse though. |
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Jimmy Kudo .
Hmph, Jimmy Kudo... The detective that was hired by my idiot assistant to help locate a stolen blueprint. I could have found it myself, but apparently that was impossible to McGree. So thanks to Kudo being on the case, Seimouri and her brat stalked me the entire night I met them.
Nonetheless, this was a few years ago. Now, ever since the incident of Trick House, I've been seeing Kudo himself somewhat regularly. Other than him being Seimouri's boyfriend, he's been trying to can the final person out to kill me. I guess I'm slightly grateful for the effort, but for a professional in this field, he hasn't made any more progress than I have. |
Hmph. Don't look dumb at the mention of adoptables. They're practically all over the internet, particularly Neopets, and yes, I have a few as well... Too many actually. Zinxel is a big fan of collecting customs, and unfortunately as ugly as most portray me (Have I ever come across a cute little blob), she has amassed quite the collection.
Use them to request your own customs, oggle at their cuteness *coughuglinesscough*, whatever. I could care less.
Hmph. Don't look dumb at the mention of adoptables. They're practically all over the internet, particularly Neopets, and yes, I have a few as well... Too many actually. Zinxel is a big fan of collecting customs, and unfortunately as ugly as most portray me (Have I ever come across a cute little blob), she has amassed quite the collection.
Use them to request your own customs, oggle at their cuteness *coughuglinesscough*, whatever. I could care less.
I have my own set!? NOOOOOOO!!!! Well, at least it's better than yours. That's right, it's better than yours. I can teach you but I have to charge.
Please just skip this section now. I don't mind being drawn by other people than Keruha, she's about the worst anyway, but the fact is, most people are downright as crazy as her. Do me a favor and skip this section. Don't...
Of course...
By Banryouka (Spooki)
I don't know what disturbs me more about this pictue. The fact that it is the first one on the page or the fact I'm in heart boxers with my tongue lolling out like so moron. Is this supposed to be cute? Also... If I'm in quad form, why am I in boxers in the first place?
By Maddened
Hmph. I suppose rabid fangirls are the lowest people I know of. They can't form their own identity as a person so they have to obsess over fictional characters and celebrities just to satisfy their sad romantic needs... That is, if you can even call it that. Truthfully, I'd rather hang out with the people who want to put me eating a sandwich as headline news.
By Amalid owned by Banryouka
Why is this even on my page?
By Kenerd
Silly the rules? Do people think I'm illiterate? And while I'm on the subject, why do they think I would ever say something that stupid? Heh, but forget their idiocy, I got money.
Please just skip this section now. I don't mind being drawn by other people than Keruha, she's about the worst anyway, but the fact is, most people are downright as crazy as her. Do me a favor and skip this section. Don't...
Of course...
Please just skip this section now. I don't mind being drawn by other people than Keruha, she's about the worst anyway, but the fact is, most people are downright as crazy as her. Do me a favor and skip this section. Don't...
Of course...
Alright, my patience is up. You've had your little curiosities satisfied. Now I expect you to get out. But... before you go, I'll tell you what. I'll answer any question you may have left, but make them good or I'll easily change my mind.
First off, learn some english. Just because we're on the internetz doesn't mean you have the right to type like a four-year-old. Second, as enticing as going out with a complete stranger sounds... I'll pass.
I seriously doubt it.
Unfortunately, Zinxel is up for most roleplay... So yes... *twitch*
If you want free art just save yourself the trouble and go here. Zinxel's art is not up for use by anybody but herself and the people she has chosen to draw for. Besides, YugiohFanart's selection is far better than anything she could come up with.
Sorry to disappoint, but Zinxel doesn't take requests. In case you didn't notice, art takes time. Her art takes hours.
It depends on your art skill. She doesn't want a crayon drawing in return for a 10 hour finished picture.
Depends. Do you think your page is worth being here?
Luck. Some snake who was trying to kill mixed up his potions. However, I know there was a magical time where potions had deflated to 2 million....
Heh, well then, I guess you're in luck. I think we have a janitor position open at the moment. I'll pay you 30 np an hour to clean our toilets. Sound good? Oh, and don't bother trying Zinxel, she neither runs a business nor gives free handouts.
Want to find out how burnt flesh smells?
Oh, I'm sorry, did I strike a nerve?
Why yes, she is. Now go pester her and leave me alone.
If you're totally clueless to coding, I suggest going here, here, or just do some actually searching for once. Zinxel may help you with particular coding tidbits, but she won't code your entire page for you.
So I take it you can't be creative enough to make up your own? *sigh* Yes, Zinxel unfortunately doesn't have full rights over her ideas so you may use them as you like, preferribly with credit. However, just because she's allowing you to use some of her ideas, doesn't mean you can rip off entire layout, story, design, and petpage ideas with little to no alteration.
And you would be...?
I repeat, and you would be...?
No thanks. I'd rather not take my chances.
EXCUSE ME!? DO I LOOK LIKE A TCG CARD TO YOU!?
Alright, that's enough. If you have any more questions you'll have to settle them with Zinxel. I'm through with you.
Paying credit where credit is due...
Draiks and anything Neo-related are (c)Neopets.com
Petpage/Artwork/Designs/Coding (c)Keruha Zinxel
Seto_Samu the Draik (c)Keruha Zinxel
Special thanks to Spooki for inspiration and keeping Keruha from having a heart attack
Special thanks to Karo for more inspiration and coding help
Special thanks to the people of neopound for inspiring me and for the great adoptables.
Special thanks to Kazuki Takahashi for such an awesome character to be inspired by.
Thanks for taking a look around!
Beta's owner for the nice B-day present.
Stock Market for being my main source of income.
The temporary deflation spell before Draik prices skyrocketed.
