Badjman

Hi. Seems you found your way to my profile. Below you find random things you might wanna know. And maybe some trollful fun stuff ;) Anyway. If you have a question just ask. Not really much to say about me :)

Easily one of my most favorite video………

… Lolwut?

A few words for Limewire

Game wall of honor:
William and Sly
William and Sly 2
Coma
Skinny
Little Wheel
Culmination
Grey
Take a Walk
Record Tripping
You Have to Burn the Rope

Name: Dem Roark

Age: 17

Fighting Accomplice: N/A

Personality: Peers over at you, his eyes completely empty of any emotion “May I help you?”

Information: I’m blind, my eyes are completely clouded with white cataracts that render vision impossible.

Weapon
-Look: Here
-Info: The Kami Katana (Known as the Spirit Sword) is one of the few strongest swords alive, it contains magical powers. It was handcrafted by a Shinigami, or demons who tempt people in to death by different means.

Abilities: Sense vibrations (Everything vibrates, my Katana allows me to feel these vibrations to see), Black flames (Strongest fire there is, able to control other fire as well(To a degree))

Appearance: Here

Backstory (WIP): At birth, he was abandoned, left at a door step on a cold rainy night. The basket he was in had three letters sketched on the side. A d, a e, and a m. Dem. Dem, even as a child, was unable to see. As he grew up, he was encountered by a Shinigami, or a death demon. “If you are to give your soul to me, when you die, I shall bestow the gift of sight until your death” purposed the demon. Dem, being naive, eagerly accepted. The Shinigami said “Rest, and when you awake the power of sight will be yours”. Dem nodded and layed down to rest. When he awoke, he felt a sword. As soon as he touched it, white outlines of the room began to appear in the blackness he always saw. Though there was no color, he smiled wide. Soon after he began learning the many enchant ways of the sword. When he reach the age of 17, he went off to the forest, living off the nature. You might find him to be sitting on a rock, sharpening his Katana. Or he might be out for a stroll.

When life gives you lemons you make grape juice then sit back and watch as the world wonder’s how you did it. ~I’unno

o-o THIIIIIIIIS IIIIIIIIIIS SPARTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!! ~ Steelix_