Name- Filldeez
Age- I swear I'm at least 21
Location- California, knows how to party.
Character Name- y=x^2
Class- Choosen
PvE or RVR or Both- PVE while RvR
Average Playtime- 5 nights a week, sir
Day Or Night- Night time, the only time for the right time
Do you have vent? Indeed I do
Are you an active forum user? I'm in forums more than ingame
Are you a team player? Only when I can benefit from it (see what I did there?)
Do you understand your class? Yea, I DPS right?
Do you know anyone in AAC? Not really, all I know is something about Asians.
What can you bring to AAC? (Minimum of 50 words) Well, I can bring it to the field. I can bring you the blood of the innocent, baby's tears, or the spiritual beliefs of an agnostic mother who is willing to lose it all just to have me spare her life. You see, I live my life a quarter mile at a time. If you're not first, you're last. That's how I am. Every day. In every way. You can't expect to be the best if you're not the best. Striving hard to be number one? No, striving hard to stop being so damn good. It's frustrating to be #1 all the time, you know? And THAT'S how I roll, because Stone Cold said so, you smell what the Rock is cooking chump?
Why do you want to join AAC? (Minimum of 50 words) Believe it or not, it all came to me in a vision. A vision involving rabbits and monkeys. These monkeys were eating the fruits of their labor, a bountiful harvest of bugs and actual fruits, when the rabbits hopped over and said they could not eat any more bugs. "Why?" asked the monkeys, with a puzzled expression. The rabbits replied, "Because those bugs are covered with diseases and bacteria that will give you Huntington's, Type 2 Diabetes, and the AIDS!" "That's stupid," said the monkeys, and they continued to eat their food. The rabbits, angry at this, kicked the monkey asses, telling them that maybe next time, they should listen.
I see this vision as representative of something. The rabbits are the Affirmitive Action Clan, and the monkeys are people standing in our way. If they don't listen to what we have to say, there's hell to pay. OK? (See that? I rhymed).
