RULES RULES RULES RULES GAH: 1. You must post these rules. Even if you've done so 100 times. 2. Answer the questions the tagger set for you, and create ten new questions for the people you tag to answer. But I'm cheating and doing 5 3. You have to choose 3 people to tag and post their icons on your journal. Unless you're just tagging Spy. 4. Go to their pages and tell them you have tagged her/him. Unless you wanna be a bitch and make them read the entire thing to find out if they're tagged or not. 5. No crap in the tagging section about "you are tagged if you're reading this." You have to tag 3 people. Unless of course, the one you tagged know you tagged them beforehand.
1. Are you a morning person or a night person?: eh.. little of both at times. Morning's alright. Not like I'm cranky. Night time is alright too. If I have energy, I'll still be up and movin'. But if I'm tired, I'd just hit the hay...
2. Tell me five of your pet peeves.: I hate being called a crazed gunman, missing a shot I could obviously get, being stuck with nothing to do on ceasefire, respawn time, and scout yelling insults when I'm concentrating...
3. Is there someone from the past you really miss and would like to locate?: Hmm... There might... But I'm not sure.. Can't remember much before my job as a sniper.
4. Have you ever fallen in love?: I think I might have years ago... but that's when I was just a lad. It's... different... now... *cough*
5. Are there any fears you have that you would like to get over?: Like to get over the fear of judgment from my parents.... I want to be able to talk to them... without fear of... judgment... :/
My Questions. 1. Have any standards like me? *shifty eyes*
2. Now... what's some of you pet peeves?
3. If you could... would you change anything about your team?
4. What's the funniest day you've had with you team?
5. I feel compelled to ask another serious question. But.. NAH. I got me a new jar of Jarate right 'ere ;D
You have me singing parodies now, Spy. *poke/tag*
Au-stra-li-an boys We're unforgetable Bushwacka We'll chop off your head!
Outback skin so hot We'll 'charge' your 'ubergun' (oh- o-ohohoho)
Au-stra-li-an boys We're undeniable Tall, fast, fierce We got it on lock
RED team represent Now keep your heads still (oh- o-ohohoho)