Well, "Sneaker" wouldn't sound right as a title, to start, plus I did that as contrast :) This piece took me two weeks to write and be confident in it o.O

I turned 19 two days ago lel

This was my final assignment for Young Adult Language Arts class. I made some MAJOR changes to keep improving it. I'm so getting a 9/10 at the very least :)

That's what I meant xD But yeh, my Viking/Hammer M2/M3 + Twins prot + Sexy Electra paint would still win. (I'm going to buy Electra paint at some point because I LOVE that paint. Getting a cool paint is the last thing a tanker should get)

I have no respect for the police force

I love Hornet too. I'm currently waiting for my 6/10 upgrade to finish, then I'll have more than enough for my 7/10. I'll probably be 10/10 halfway through Captain (M3 Hornet)

Sneakers Logan Franklin __________________________________________________________________ Like every child who ever lived, I had dreams and lots of them. I dreamt of being an astronaut, to see space and the stars. Or a firefighter and rescue cats from trees and people from burning buildings. Possibly a police officer and stop the bad guys robbing a bank. Or I could have been a doctor and helped nurse sick people back to proper health. Maybe I could have grown up to learn how to pull a car apart, piece by piece and put it back together again as if it had never been touched. The sad truth? Dreams don’t always come true. What I’m about to tell you is an example of that. At times, everything appears to be falling into place, but then one of my building blocks at the bottom of the stack moved and all my work fell out of place. That’s when it all came crashing down. Unexpected. No way of preventing it. I worked so hard, so painstakingly hard, to fulfill my dreams, to achieve my goals. Then I was hit with such a sucker punch, I wish I were dead. I wanted to be a runner, to go on for miles without taking a break. Maybe win a marathon and take home the trophy, to tell my folks I actually did something with my life. But, I guess fate had other plans for me. I guess it's sort of like Forrest Gump and that saying of his: “Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you’re going to get.” And there’s no denying it, that I’ve had my own box of chocolates. The pieces were good, chewy and sweet. Then I got one with nuts. It was bittersweet, but mostly bitter. ___________________________________________________________________________________ I woke from my sleep to the sight of multi-colored balloons that read “Get well soon,” and flowers that gave the stale, hospital room air a sweet smell. Sadly, the brightness of said flowers paled to the greys and whites of the room. Then, there came the faint sound of knocking on the door and the doctor came in. He wore a white coat, a stethoscope around the back of his neck. His shaky, bony hand held a clipboard and with the other, he adjusted his glasses, followed by stroking his whitening beard. He swallowed deeply and sighed heavily inward, then out, leaning back against the counter. In the dim light above me, he spoke soft yet firm. He was brief. “Your Tibia, from what we have found, was shattered on impact…” “This is sad news, but...we had to amputate it.” Just like that, one of my building blocks moved out of place. “I’m sorry, Kay.” Now, it appears to be that more than just my leg was crushed, but also my life-long dreams of running. I looked down, slowly removing the sheets, welcomed by the unwelcoming sight of a leg and a half. My left leg was there, but my right was missing from the knee down. Like the Titanic, my heart sank into the bottomless ocean of self-pity. Not only have I lost a physical part of me, but also a part of who I am as a person. Now it seems the only thing I’m going to be bringing home, instead of a golden trophy, is a wheelchair. Maybe there’s marathons for disabled people? I mean, my leg is now gone, thrown in a plastic bag labeled “biohazard.” I’ll have to change jobs. I don’t see anybody with a “leg and a half” working construction. And Carla. Oh Carla! She’s probably so pissed that I crashed her car. After my stay at the hospital, my parents came to pick me up, I was happy to see them, yet scared all the same. “I told you not to be texting when you drive,” my mother said with a sorrow face, handing me a pair of padded crutches with the handles and… ...one red sneaker. The End

Nah, it'll be a close match. I wonder if he got Minotaur .-.

Well, I have M2 protection against twins and my hammer is borderline M3, remember. You still would lose.

hhhhh there is no 13 utc

Although in this case, I'm sure it's reasonable the other tankers agreed to not kill me and HELP me to get this guy?

K so im going to be serious now. Don't be surprised if I never show up for training since none of you seem to want to tell me when the time is for it after I asked numerous times. If not coming to training is a kickable thing, then until I'm told, it's not applicable to me.

I just bought M1 Shaft at half off (8,950 crystals) and shortly after it disappeared from my garage. I paid the crystals for it since I went from 28,978 to 20,028 after purchasing it, then buying the first MU and SU for it. When it disappeared, I did not receive crystals back for it. With that said, I'd either like the full refund of the M1 Shaft and SU and MU or add it back into my garage for free since I won't pay for it a second time. Thanks :)

Things were going great for my team at first, seeming to be the ones to win, since we won the previous round. Sadly it was blue side we switched to and shortly into the battle, we began losing. Despite there being a 14 year old with the life goal of roasting me but failed epically, the battle was fun, I held 1st the whole way through. About half way through, my whole team gave up, so I was the only one left for a while. Red team capped up to 19, but an M1 Hunter Magnum just refused to cap the last one. But there was an M0 Viking Isida who was after me. The Hunter Magnum guy hid under the ramp, against the wall, near their flag. There was no getting him out. So, I was assigned the job of killing him, by every one on red. "Sliced kill nob magnum" "Magnum give falg" "Noob magnum" "Kill Magnum slcied" Btw these were exact quotes from the battle, so that's why there's words spelled wrong. But, they got fed up with him not capping, so everyone on red team agreed to not kill me so I could get this guy! xD I thought it was a trick at first, but as I went up, I wasn't shot at even once. Not even the 14 year old sprayed his Freeze at me. So, I killed him and an M1 Fire Viking took the flag...but didn't cap it. The 14 year old kid killed me right after I killed that dude, so when I went back up, the Hunter pinned the Viking in that little spot so I had to kill him again xD What's so interesting is that in a 1v8, red team depended on me, an enemy, to win xDD

Actually I have never played Tanki straight. I'm a-sexual (abstinence)

This may be salty, but if I don't come to training, it's cuz nobody is telling me when training is being held, brah.

So I asked when training is but never got an answer, daddy >:|

wow that's like 12 weeks and I got 2,150 last time from weekly rewards. that times three, for the multiplier, times 12 for the weeks....

Looks like mom and dad are fighting over who loves me most! :wub:

, when is training, daddy? Hi momma @Tofu

Oh cause I'm a cereal killer xDD

My b-day is the day after Tanki's, so it's on a Monday, but imma Celebrate on Sunday instead :D

57,000 + 58,000 + 46,000 + 50,000 + 50,000 + 45,0000 (estimated paint price) this is at least 320,000 worth at half price....you wont have enough :)

Buy an MU

Now if you were the 10 year old, then I don't care :) I have NO respect for the police force for the horrible things they do to some people.