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Krang
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I wish I had a throne of skulls.
Hello people of Iwaku. I'm Khang, but you can call me Khang.
I was a Iwakuan maybe two years ago? Too much Monster: Assault has addled my brain. I was so young, I couldn't even spell "precocious" yet. I left because I couldn't be mature and of course, with the attention span of a youngling, I got sick of my minuscule posts next to Asmo's epic sagas.
About me:
My name is Jake. I'm a sci-fi fan pretty much. Dune, The Founding, and of course, the effevescent universe of Warhammer 40k. A gamer at heart, spent most of my younger days with my nose in a book, or my eyes dribbling down my face after a entire day of WoW. I wrote a little here and a little there, mostly combat, because that's what I thought was cool, the exercising of skills in glorious combat. I sucked at it of course, my only advantage being an advanced vocabulary gained from a childhood spent besides the Space Marines battling the xenos on some Emperor-forsaken planet, or staring blankly at my shriveling soul after finishing "Misery" by Stephen King.
I absolutely HATED being normal. Not in the stereotypical "You guys are all conformist. *flicks hair from eyes*" way. More like a total ham. I spent the whole second grade imitating a turkey. I spiked my hair in one giant horn with massive amounts of gel. I phrased things like Yoda on PCP. I would sit and purposefully stare at a blank piece of paper for as long as I could stand it. I'm a little more mature now, hopefully.
Music. I'm a metalhead and I must declare it. I started listening to 80's hair metal because my Dad had a whole collection and took a liking to it. It held a small space on my laptop until I played Brutal Legend. My Music folder is now 15 GB of pretty much only metal. From black metal from the darkest depths of Finland to Motley Crue. The only non-rock music on my iTouch is Weird Al.
Anyway, that concludes my wavering half-baked bio.
tl;dr: Hi, my name's Khang, nice to see/meet you again/all. Sci-fi, metalhead.
Look forward to groveling at Asmo's feet again, and spinning epic tales with some of you.
Hello people of Iwaku. I'm Khang, but you can call me Khang.
I was a Iwakuan maybe two years ago? Too much Monster: Assault has addled my brain. I was so young, I couldn't even spell "precocious" yet. I left because I couldn't be mature and of course, with the attention span of a youngling, I got sick of my minuscule posts next to Asmo's epic sagas.
About me:
My name is Jake. I'm a sci-fi fan pretty much. Dune, The Founding, and of course, the effevescent universe of Warhammer 40k. A gamer at heart, spent most of my younger days with my nose in a book, or my eyes dribbling down my face after a entire day of WoW. I wrote a little here and a little there, mostly combat, because that's what I thought was cool, the exercising of skills in glorious combat. I sucked at it of course, my only advantage being an advanced vocabulary gained from a childhood spent besides the Space Marines battling the xenos on some Emperor-forsaken planet, or staring blankly at my shriveling soul after finishing "Misery" by Stephen King.
I absolutely HATED being normal. Not in the stereotypical "You guys are all conformist. *flicks hair from eyes*" way. More like a total ham. I spent the whole second grade imitating a turkey. I spiked my hair in one giant horn with massive amounts of gel. I phrased things like Yoda on PCP. I would sit and purposefully stare at a blank piece of paper for as long as I could stand it. I'm a little more mature now, hopefully.
Music. I'm a metalhead and I must declare it. I started listening to 80's hair metal because my Dad had a whole collection and took a liking to it. It held a small space on my laptop until I played Brutal Legend. My Music folder is now 15 GB of pretty much only metal. From black metal from the darkest depths of Finland to Motley Crue. The only non-rock music on my iTouch is Weird Al.
Anyway, that concludes my wavering half-baked bio.
tl;dr: Hi, my name's Khang, nice to see/meet you again/all. Sci-fi, metalhead.
Look forward to groveling at Asmo's feet again, and spinning epic tales with some of you.