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( F U L L N A M E )[/COLOR] Xian Xu Rhong
( N I C K N A M E )[/COLOR] Xian, Timmy to those who keep butchering his name.
( A G E )[/COLOR] 15
( B I R T H D A Y )[/COLOR] December 3, 1995
( G R A D E )[/COLOR] Freshman
( S E X U A L O R I E N T A T I O N )[/COLOR] Bisexual
( J O B )[/COLOR] Student
( A L L E G I E N C E )[/COLOR] Power’s Academy
( P O W E R )[/COLOR] Alternate Form – Xian has the ability to turn into a typically portrayed as long, scaled, serpentine creatures with four legs, a lion-esque mane and horns (in other words the traditional depiction of a Chinese Dragon). Coupled with this transformation he gains the ability to fly, breath fire, survive underwater and the appropriate strength and durability that comes with his new form. This draconic form of his is about ten meters in length with vivid green scales and red spines across his back…needless to say his power is not very conspicuous and requires special attention from the school. Xian can take on partial transformations as he wills, although since his mastery over his powers leave much to be desired, these partial transformations are not exactly subtle (eg. he lacks the control to turn only his hand draconic and often needs to change his entire arm into its alternate state)
Due to the relatively early stage of his power’s manifestation, Xian has little control over it…often times in bouts of extreme emotion (particularly rage) he can transform without intending to. He also has trouble controlling his breath of flames, often releasing it accidentally with a sneeze or a hiccup. Xian also has more trouble reverting back into his human form, and needs to tire himself out to unconsciousness to force back a change. Another aspect of Xian’s power…although it may be more of a placebo effect than actually related to his power, is that he is unnaturally lucky…or generally brings good luck upon places where he enters.
( H A I R )[/COLOR] Asian Black Hair
( E Y E CO L O R )[/COLOR] Dark Colored Eyes
( H E I G H T )[/COLOR] 5'11
( W E I G H T )[/B][/COLOR] 130 lbs
( T A T T O O S )[/COLOR] nope
( P I E R C I N G S )[/COLOR] On the left ear
( C L O T H I N G S T Y L E )[/COLOR] Top Man
( F A C E C L A I M )[/COLOR] Mario Maurer
( L I K E S )[/COLOR]
- Neidan
- Poetry
- Leisure Reading
- Biographical Documentaries
- Tao
- Comics
- Wushu
- Math
- Political News
- Wayfarers
( D I S L I K E S )[/B][/COLOR]
- Failure
- Crimes
- Arrogance
- Poverty
- Corruption
- English [subject]
- Asian stereotypes
- Heavy Metal
- The color brown
- Birds
( S T R E N G T H S )[/COLOR]
- Intelligent
- Clever
- Charming
- Extremely Persevering
- Excellent Martial Artist
( W E A K N E S S E S )[/B][/COLOR]
- Has a strong Temper
- Low resitance to Alcohol
- Weakness for Women
- Stubborn
- Over Zealous
( H O B B I E S / H A B I T S )[/COLOR]
-Caligraphy
-Comics
- Swimming
( F E A R S )[/COLOR]
- To not be remembered for anything
- cockroaches
( S E C R E T S )[/COLOR]
- He is bisexual
- He is scared of commitment
( O V E R A L L )[/COLOR] Xian is considered to be very level-headed and intelligent. There are two sides to his intelligence, the first side is his scholarly aspect, he has always done well in all his academic endeavors at times he seems to fit the stereotype of a responsible Asian child. But of course this stems from Xian’s genuine urge to learn. Another aspect to his intelligence is his innate cleverness, which can be translated to his street smarts or wisdom. This does not directly have anything to do with his IQ, rather it is something akin to the other side of the same coin.
Another very potent part of Xian’s personality is his unyielding strive to excel in whatever he partakes in. This sometimes translates to him being radical or over zealous in his means to achieve it. He calls these his bouts of tunnel-vision and often feels extremely guilty afterwards.
He has a genuine desire to help everyone he meets learn about the Dao. He is very likely to spout some Chinese Proverb, or relate situations with Daoist teachings if he can. However, he also recognizes the change occurring during the modern times – of course he was born into it- so he cleverly adjusts them to a more modern understanding of things. Xian believes very strongly in his ethics, and in the belief that the strong should protect the weak, and not take advantage of them. He also believes that having great strength is purposeless if not used for the betterment of everyone else.
Xian also has his own character flaws; he is known to be a ladies man. Almost always seeming like a prince on a white horse, but never leading to that happy ending. He falls in and out of love at a snap.
( M O M )[/COLOR] MOTHER. Tai Ai Rhong. 46. Housewife
( D A D )[/B][/COLOR] FATHER. Tiao Sheng Rhong. 51. Diplomat
( O V E R A L L )[/B][/COLOR]
Xian came from a prominent political family in China. His father and grandfather were both the Ministers of Defense of the state council. When he was conceived and learned that he was a boy everybody expected Xian to follow in the footsteps of the men of his family and do the same.
As a child Xian was exceptionally smart and could easily memorize and recite the Confucius classic. He was being groomed to be an official like his father and grandfather, but apart from that Chinese traditions were embedded deeply into his persona.
One of the traditions that Xian enjoyed very much, were his lessons in Wushu. He was enrolled in the premier martial arts school of Hou Shenlong. Even as a young child, Xian always strove for excellence. This reflected itself in the skill he showed...especially with the use of the sword. Of course, by this time the sword was no longer anything but a demonstration sport...not an actual weapon. But Xian prided himself in the skill he possessed.
Xian strived to become the premier of the state council; Or his even bigger goal was to become the President of the People’s republic of China and change the position so that it was nothing more than a figure head, but an actual position of power where he could help the people. This was his goal and dream ever since he was a young boy. He often accompanied his father to the general office of the state council whenever he could.
Since joining the Daoist religion he had to survive many tests. For one thing, his family was an exclusive Buddhist family, and having their only son covert to another religion didn’t look so well, especially in the eyes of the other government officials.
Another occurrence was when inside his father’s limousine he saw a man being assaulted by people. He called for his chauffer to stop, but the man did not listen as it was proper not to let the son of the minister of defense engage in such thing. Xian flung open the door and jumped out of the moving car to attend to the man. He fought the ruffians with nothing but his blunt demonstration sword...it didn’t last long as his bodyguards came to his aid immediately. Upon getting home, he was once again chastised by his father...and his Daoist beliefs were questioned once again.
His spiritual tests took him to the limit until he was prepared to die for it. He passed all the tests with perseverance, honesty, generosity, bravery in protecting the weak, and fidelity. During his course of studying Dao, he also got involved with the ancient Chinese art of Neidan, or internal alchemy.
However, this was all brought to an end with the manifestation of his powers. Especially considering the nature of his abilities, Xian's famiyl had to be wary. Althoug Dragons were considered benign creatures who brought good fortune, it was all lost and myth. And Xian's family knew that people would not react well to their son actually being able to transform into such a creature. Thankfully Power's academy became an option.
( S A M P L E P O S T )[/B][/COLOR] Okay so maybe it wasn't one of Odie's brightest ideas to sleep with a girl who already had a boyfriend, especially a senior boy friend who could go friggin super-man heat vision as he tried to singe the skin off Odie's ass. But knowing Odie, despite his genius his ideas weren't always so brilliant, hey intelligence wasn't directly connected to good judgment after all. And Odie was a teenage boy, that alone could explain everything. But on the off chance more explanation was needed, Odie would be happy to enumerate the reasons he was in this friggin hole right now.
Well, for one thing Odie was quite a heartthrob, a fact he was very keen on remembering. The girls flocked to him, he had a natural charm and confidence and on top of that he had the looks and the brains all in one package. Next of all, this girl was a Sophomore, she was french and she had the power of flexibility, some Yoga god or something like that. Thirdly, Odie may have been a senior but age-wise he was only supposed to be a freshman. Lastly, if conscience were dynamite Odie didn't have enough to blow his nose. Seriously, an older woman who had the inhuman capability to contort her body into unimaginable positions...Odie's teenage male psyche didn't stand a chance. He jumped into that bed, taking off his clothes in mid jump...that feat was either a gift or something borne out of practice.
The night had been great! At least as great as night with Odie could get, which suffice to say was extremely great. Needless to say, Odie put that contortion ability to extremely good- not to mention creative- use. It was good while it lasted, unfortunately the girl's boyfriend had decided to drop by unexpected. And here was Odie under the impression that Mr. boyfriend would be shoulder deep in school work that his neanderthal mind would not be able to comprehend. Apparently Odie has overestimated Mr. Boyfriend's diligence, because obviously instead of trying he just gave up. God knows he didn't finish that assignment. Those thoughts were only passing really, because as Odie thought of them a blazing crimson inferno was building up behind Mr. boyfriend's corneas.
The concussive blast that followed, ate through the spot where Odie had just been standing on, just the mention the girl was kneeling right beside that said spot. Odie moved through the air, thanking his lucky stars that he managed to unlock his monkey jumping powers before this day. His feet touched the wall, but only remained there for a split second before he sprung off it to evade another blast. This continued for a little bit longer, with him jumping and flipping around in that confined space like a monkey out of hell. For the first time, Odie understood why super heroes wore such tight costumes, it was for those jumping things like this...apparently one appendage left hanging out would slap away uncomfortably when one moved too much.
Mr. Boyfriend was desperately trying to erase Odie's existence via those eye-beams. The french contortionist was desperately trying to reason with her man, but obviously none of her words were getting through his skull anymore.
Odie was just evading everything, but he didn't have to be a genius to realize that his available footings were getting blown to smithereens by the second. He sailed through the air in a cartwheel as he passed over the bed and expertly, he grabbed one of the goose-down pillows from under him and hurled it in the direction of the trigger-happy bastard. It him home on the guy's face, and so a shaft of energy was fired blindly, sending those puffy little feathers raining everywhere in the room. Perfect for what Odie needed, a visual hindrance. He used the spring loaded bed to aid his final spin through the air, and with relative ease, connected the base of both his heels to the guy's forehead, driving him to the ground.
Odie spun around and took the french contortionist by the waist and gave her one long passionate kiss before he pulled away. "Maybe next time, we'll meet in my dorm" and with that he zipped out of her room. He was still stark naked, but god knows Odie didn't care about that. He was walking casually down the halls of Cyprus dorm, but suddenly the door behind him was blasted open. Oh shit... was what went through Odie's head. Okay, maybe he should have made that kick a teensy bit stronger. He ducked just in time as another red blast sailed over his head. Odie quickly scrambled down the hall, narrowly avoiding another blast that took out the hall window just as me turned a corner.
Odie didn't bother using the stairs properly either, having super human agility meant he could flip and tumble his way through that as well. But as he made for the ground floor, Mr. Boyfriend's beam destroyed the staircase two floors down. Odie examined it, he could flip like spider man, but unfortunately he couldn't stick to walls. He dove into the floor level he was trapped on, and ran down choosing a random door. Odie was lucky to find that door open and so he ran inside the room and locked it behind him. He stayed there, which his back against it, and sure enough he heard Mr. boyfriend shouting at the top of his lungs looking for him. Odie couldn't help but chuckle to himself. Admittedly, that was a shit-load of
XIANXURHONG
[/I][/SIZE][/CENTER]TESTING, TESTING, ONE TWO THREE. ALRIGHT, HERE WE GO.
I'M RAYVER AND IN THE CHATANGO I GO BY CRISIS BUT I GUESS YOU MIGHT'VE ALREADY
KNOWN THAT LITTLE BIT. OR MAYBE NOT, WHO KNOWS. I AM MALE AND I'VE BEEN
ROLEPLAYING FOR ABOUT TWO YEARS. MORE OR LESS.
SO YEAH, I'M PRETTY BORED. I ALSO OWN NOBODY ELSE
YOU CAN REACH ME THROUGH PM SO YEAH. HAVE A GOOD DAY!
[/CENTER]I'M RAYVER AND IN THE CHATANGO I GO BY CRISIS BUT I GUESS YOU MIGHT'VE ALREADY
KNOWN THAT LITTLE BIT. OR MAYBE NOT, WHO KNOWS. I AM MALE AND I'VE BEEN
ROLEPLAYING FOR ABOUT TWO YEARS. MORE OR LESS.
SO YEAH, I'M PRETTY BORED. I ALSO OWN NOBODY ELSE
YOU CAN REACH ME THROUGH PM SO YEAH. HAVE A GOOD DAY!
TONIGHT WE LIE AWAKE, REMEMBER HOW THE COFFEE MADE US SHAKE
[/I][/FONT][/CENTER][/COLOR]( T H E B A S I C S )
( F U L L N A M E )[/COLOR] Xian Xu Rhong
( N I C K N A M E )[/COLOR] Xian, Timmy to those who keep butchering his name.
( A G E )[/COLOR] 15
( B I R T H D A Y )[/COLOR] December 3, 1995
( G R A D E )[/COLOR] Freshman
( S E X U A L O R I E N T A T I O N )[/COLOR] Bisexual
( J O B )[/COLOR] Student
( A L L E G I E N C E )[/COLOR] Power’s Academy
( P O W E R )[/COLOR] Alternate Form – Xian has the ability to turn into a typically portrayed as long, scaled, serpentine creatures with four legs, a lion-esque mane and horns (in other words the traditional depiction of a Chinese Dragon). Coupled with this transformation he gains the ability to fly, breath fire, survive underwater and the appropriate strength and durability that comes with his new form. This draconic form of his is about ten meters in length with vivid green scales and red spines across his back…needless to say his power is not very conspicuous and requires special attention from the school. Xian can take on partial transformations as he wills, although since his mastery over his powers leave much to be desired, these partial transformations are not exactly subtle (eg. he lacks the control to turn only his hand draconic and often needs to change his entire arm into its alternate state)
Due to the relatively early stage of his power’s manifestation, Xian has little control over it…often times in bouts of extreme emotion (particularly rage) he can transform without intending to. He also has trouble controlling his breath of flames, often releasing it accidentally with a sneeze or a hiccup. Xian also has more trouble reverting back into his human form, and needs to tire himself out to unconsciousness to force back a change. Another aspect of Xian’s power…although it may be more of a placebo effect than actually related to his power, is that he is unnaturally lucky…or generally brings good luck upon places where he enters.
I'VE GOT YOUR PICTURE, I'M COMING WITH YOU, DEAR MARIA COUNT ME IN
[/I][/FONT][/CENTER][/COLOR]( A P P E A R A N C E )
( H A I R )[/COLOR] Asian Black Hair
( E Y E CO L O R )[/COLOR] Dark Colored Eyes
( H E I G H T )[/COLOR] 5'11
( W E I G H T )[/B][/COLOR] 130 lbs
( T A T T O O S )[/COLOR] nope
( P I E R C I N G S )[/COLOR] On the left ear
( C L O T H I N G S T Y L E )[/COLOR] Top Man
( F A C E C L A I M )[/COLOR] Mario Maurer
MANAGE ME, I'M A MESS, TURN A PAGE, I'M A BOOK HALF UNREAD
[/I][/FONT][/CENTER][/COLOR]( P E R S O N A L I T Y )
( L I K E S )[/COLOR]
- Neidan
- Poetry
- Leisure Reading
- Biographical Documentaries
- Tao
- Comics
- Wushu
- Math
- Political News
- Wayfarers
( D I S L I K E S )[/B][/COLOR]
- Failure
- Crimes
- Arrogance
- Poverty
- Corruption
- English [subject]
- Asian stereotypes
- Heavy Metal
- The color brown
- Birds
( S T R E N G T H S )[/COLOR]
- Intelligent
- Clever
- Charming
- Extremely Persevering
- Excellent Martial Artist
( W E A K N E S S E S )[/B][/COLOR]
- Has a strong Temper
- Low resitance to Alcohol
- Weakness for Women
- Stubborn
- Over Zealous
( H O B B I E S / H A B I T S )[/COLOR]
-Caligraphy
-Comics
- Swimming
( F E A R S )[/COLOR]
- To not be remembered for anything
- cockroaches
( S E C R E T S )[/COLOR]
- He is bisexual
- He is scared of commitment
( O V E R A L L )[/COLOR] Xian is considered to be very level-headed and intelligent. There are two sides to his intelligence, the first side is his scholarly aspect, he has always done well in all his academic endeavors at times he seems to fit the stereotype of a responsible Asian child. But of course this stems from Xian’s genuine urge to learn. Another aspect to his intelligence is his innate cleverness, which can be translated to his street smarts or wisdom. This does not directly have anything to do with his IQ, rather it is something akin to the other side of the same coin.
Another very potent part of Xian’s personality is his unyielding strive to excel in whatever he partakes in. This sometimes translates to him being radical or over zealous in his means to achieve it. He calls these his bouts of tunnel-vision and often feels extremely guilty afterwards.
He has a genuine desire to help everyone he meets learn about the Dao. He is very likely to spout some Chinese Proverb, or relate situations with Daoist teachings if he can. However, he also recognizes the change occurring during the modern times – of course he was born into it- so he cleverly adjusts them to a more modern understanding of things. Xian believes very strongly in his ethics, and in the belief that the strong should protect the weak, and not take advantage of them. He also believes that having great strength is purposeless if not used for the betterment of everyone else.
Xian also has his own character flaws; he is known to be a ladies man. Almost always seeming like a prince on a white horse, but never leading to that happy ending. He falls in and out of love at a snap.
LEANING NOW INTO THE BREEZE, REMEMBERING SUNDAY HE FALLS TO HIS KNEES.
[/I][/FONT][/CENTER][/COLOR]( H I S T O R Y )
( M O M )[/COLOR] MOTHER. Tai Ai Rhong. 46. Housewife
( D A D )[/B][/COLOR] FATHER. Tiao Sheng Rhong. 51. Diplomat
( O V E R A L L )[/B][/COLOR]
Xian came from a prominent political family in China. His father and grandfather were both the Ministers of Defense of the state council. When he was conceived and learned that he was a boy everybody expected Xian to follow in the footsteps of the men of his family and do the same.
As a child Xian was exceptionally smart and could easily memorize and recite the Confucius classic. He was being groomed to be an official like his father and grandfather, but apart from that Chinese traditions were embedded deeply into his persona.
One of the traditions that Xian enjoyed very much, were his lessons in Wushu. He was enrolled in the premier martial arts school of Hou Shenlong. Even as a young child, Xian always strove for excellence. This reflected itself in the skill he showed...especially with the use of the sword. Of course, by this time the sword was no longer anything but a demonstration sport...not an actual weapon. But Xian prided himself in the skill he possessed.
Xian strived to become the premier of the state council; Or his even bigger goal was to become the President of the People’s republic of China and change the position so that it was nothing more than a figure head, but an actual position of power where he could help the people. This was his goal and dream ever since he was a young boy. He often accompanied his father to the general office of the state council whenever he could.
Since joining the Daoist religion he had to survive many tests. For one thing, his family was an exclusive Buddhist family, and having their only son covert to another religion didn’t look so well, especially in the eyes of the other government officials.
Another occurrence was when inside his father’s limousine he saw a man being assaulted by people. He called for his chauffer to stop, but the man did not listen as it was proper not to let the son of the minister of defense engage in such thing. Xian flung open the door and jumped out of the moving car to attend to the man. He fought the ruffians with nothing but his blunt demonstration sword...it didn’t last long as his bodyguards came to his aid immediately. Upon getting home, he was once again chastised by his father...and his Daoist beliefs were questioned once again.
His spiritual tests took him to the limit until he was prepared to die for it. He passed all the tests with perseverance, honesty, generosity, bravery in protecting the weak, and fidelity. During his course of studying Dao, he also got involved with the ancient Chinese art of Neidan, or internal alchemy.
However, this was all brought to an end with the manifestation of his powers. Especially considering the nature of his abilities, Xian's famiyl had to be wary. Althoug Dragons were considered benign creatures who brought good fortune, it was all lost and myth. And Xian's family knew that people would not react well to their son actually being able to transform into such a creature. Thankfully Power's academy became an option.
( S A M P L E P O S T )[/B][/COLOR] Okay so maybe it wasn't one of Odie's brightest ideas to sleep with a girl who already had a boyfriend, especially a senior boy friend who could go friggin super-man heat vision as he tried to singe the skin off Odie's ass. But knowing Odie, despite his genius his ideas weren't always so brilliant, hey intelligence wasn't directly connected to good judgment after all. And Odie was a teenage boy, that alone could explain everything. But on the off chance more explanation was needed, Odie would be happy to enumerate the reasons he was in this friggin hole right now.
Well, for one thing Odie was quite a heartthrob, a fact he was very keen on remembering. The girls flocked to him, he had a natural charm and confidence and on top of that he had the looks and the brains all in one package. Next of all, this girl was a Sophomore, she was french and she had the power of flexibility, some Yoga god or something like that. Thirdly, Odie may have been a senior but age-wise he was only supposed to be a freshman. Lastly, if conscience were dynamite Odie didn't have enough to blow his nose. Seriously, an older woman who had the inhuman capability to contort her body into unimaginable positions...Odie's teenage male psyche didn't stand a chance. He jumped into that bed, taking off his clothes in mid jump...that feat was either a gift or something borne out of practice.
The night had been great! At least as great as night with Odie could get, which suffice to say was extremely great. Needless to say, Odie put that contortion ability to extremely good- not to mention creative- use. It was good while it lasted, unfortunately the girl's boyfriend had decided to drop by unexpected. And here was Odie under the impression that Mr. boyfriend would be shoulder deep in school work that his neanderthal mind would not be able to comprehend. Apparently Odie has overestimated Mr. Boyfriend's diligence, because obviously instead of trying he just gave up. God knows he didn't finish that assignment. Those thoughts were only passing really, because as Odie thought of them a blazing crimson inferno was building up behind Mr. boyfriend's corneas.
The concussive blast that followed, ate through the spot where Odie had just been standing on, just the mention the girl was kneeling right beside that said spot. Odie moved through the air, thanking his lucky stars that he managed to unlock his monkey jumping powers before this day. His feet touched the wall, but only remained there for a split second before he sprung off it to evade another blast. This continued for a little bit longer, with him jumping and flipping around in that confined space like a monkey out of hell. For the first time, Odie understood why super heroes wore such tight costumes, it was for those jumping things like this...apparently one appendage left hanging out would slap away uncomfortably when one moved too much.
Mr. Boyfriend was desperately trying to erase Odie's existence via those eye-beams. The french contortionist was desperately trying to reason with her man, but obviously none of her words were getting through his skull anymore.
Odie was just evading everything, but he didn't have to be a genius to realize that his available footings were getting blown to smithereens by the second. He sailed through the air in a cartwheel as he passed over the bed and expertly, he grabbed one of the goose-down pillows from under him and hurled it in the direction of the trigger-happy bastard. It him home on the guy's face, and so a shaft of energy was fired blindly, sending those puffy little feathers raining everywhere in the room. Perfect for what Odie needed, a visual hindrance. He used the spring loaded bed to aid his final spin through the air, and with relative ease, connected the base of both his heels to the guy's forehead, driving him to the ground.
Odie spun around and took the french contortionist by the waist and gave her one long passionate kiss before he pulled away. "Maybe next time, we'll meet in my dorm" and with that he zipped out of her room. He was still stark naked, but god knows Odie didn't care about that. He was walking casually down the halls of Cyprus dorm, but suddenly the door behind him was blasted open. Oh shit... was what went through Odie's head. Okay, maybe he should have made that kick a teensy bit stronger. He ducked just in time as another red blast sailed over his head. Odie quickly scrambled down the hall, narrowly avoiding another blast that took out the hall window just as me turned a corner.
Odie didn't bother using the stairs properly either, having super human agility meant he could flip and tumble his way through that as well. But as he made for the ground floor, Mr. Boyfriend's beam destroyed the staircase two floors down. Odie examined it, he could flip like spider man, but unfortunately he couldn't stick to walls. He dove into the floor level he was trapped on, and ran down choosing a random door. Odie was lucky to find that door open and so he ran inside the room and locked it behind him. He stayed there, which his back against it, and sure enough he heard Mr. boyfriend shouting at the top of his lungs looking for him. Odie couldn't help but chuckle to himself. Admittedly, that was a shit-load of
YOU WERE FAKE, I WAS GREAT--NOTHING PERSONAL
[/I][/FONT][/CENTER][/COLOR]( C R E D I T S )
THIS LOVELY APPLICATION WAS MADE BY OMGWOLF?!
OF CAUTION 2.0! STEAL AND DIE, BITCH. KEEP THIS CREDIT HERE
AT ALL TIMES. ALERT ME IF IT RUNS AWAY. IT MIGHT DO THAT. HAVE FUN!
OH, AND BY THE WAY, THE LYRICS ARE CREDIT TO ALL TIME LOW. THEY'RE AWESOME.
[/CENTER]OF CAUTION 2.0! STEAL AND DIE, BITCH. KEEP THIS CREDIT HERE
AT ALL TIMES. ALERT ME IF IT RUNS AWAY. IT MIGHT DO THAT. HAVE FUN!
OH, AND BY THE WAY, THE LYRICS ARE CREDIT TO ALL TIME LOW. THEY'RE AWESOME.
