they are appliances meant to save lives not meant for ads..
haha, ok.
maybe on SIA planes?
most of the time planes would be flying so who will see those ads..
aiyah, just choose either clear channel or jcdecaux will do the trick liao..
There are quite a number of avid plane spotters.
haha
maybe advertise on mocca
want to see more - visit this forum..
famous words from the bodybuilder with that small underwear..
haha. we get 555 to advertise.. lagi btr
my god..
hi, i m good
-follows m1 action-
come visit sgforums for more of me.
w-w-w.s-g-f-o-r-u-m-s.c-o-m
i repeat
w-w-w.s-g-f-o-r-u-m-s.c-o-m
or maybe get fireice.
ur asking for a ban and pls dun get off topic! dis is my thread for godsake! dun make me edit ur posts into questions.
what's 1+1 = ?
a+b+c = 3a + b
wad are a & b & c?
what's 1+1 = ?
2= ?
therefore ? is 2.
If daisuke is the king, the world will be in a chaos
simple question. the answer is fascism! mwahahahahahhaha violence all the way!
WORLD DOMINATION!
does santa clause exists?
no he doesnt, even if he does, he shud b dead by now.
Originally posted by Daisuke-kun:no he doesnt, even if he does, he shud b dead by now.
what r u talking about?
dat is a question i simply can't answer because u edit it.
who are the 2 aides that will keep daisuke from harm?
Is daisuke a bully?
does daisuke dare to edit people posts?
huh
Somewhere
in a field, a young man could be seen sleeping on the comfortable
haystack. As the sun rises and shone onto his face, he gradually opened
his eyes to the beautiful view of greenery. His name was Cloud, an
unofficial member of the Vizard. He had spiked blonde hair with sparkly
radiance blue eyes that shines with hope. Dressing in a full black
costume that brings fear to people, he took a yawn. “ So this is where
you have been all along. The Captain is looking for you.” Said a voice
from somewhere on the top of the trees behind the young man. Looking
back, he just mumbled, “ Whatever, I’m going now. See you later.” Cloud
just took his katana and walked away without looking at the person who
talked to him.
Arriving at the front of a warehouse, he walked
into it half-awaked. There, in the middle of the warehouse, a large
crate was seen. On it, a man could be seen doing the traditional formal
way of sitting in Japan while drinking herbal Japanese tea. Cloud paid
his respect to the man and places his katana behind him as he said, “
What can I do for you, Captain?” The man just took his mask off and a
sip of his cup, “ Congratulation Young tiger, you have been accepted to
officially join us in ranking of the gang. You shall receive your mask
that we personal-made to suit your character and hold the honour of our
gang.” A lady from a dark corner of the warehouse appeared with a mask
on her right hand. It resembled a skull of a tiger and had that feeling
of fear to whoever sees it. Taking out her blade, she did the process
of being knighted and gave Cloud the mask. With Honour, he wore it and
pledges himself to be part of one of the notorious yakuzas of Japan.
Upon receiving the mask, he was given his first assignment. Another man
came crashing down from the rooftop by a rope, passing him a thin
folder that contains all the info that was needed for his assignment.
Cloud browses through it and was ready for it. He went out to his
destination, his battleground. His first assignment was a one-on-one
combat with their longest and stronger opposing rival, the Arrancars,
over a territory. Whoever member wins, the territory would belong to
the gang. Cloud could not possibly fail this easy task for his and his
gang honour.
As the sky turned red and the sun sets, giving
way for the full moon to rise. Cloud descends the step to an abandoned
underground train station. His eyes scanned the dark surrounding of the
station. He could see nothing. Grasping on his katana and removing it
from the scabbard, Cloud was shaking with excitement. He could not wait
to present to the captain with the body of his opponent. Sudden burst
of light appeared as the station came alive, a man who seemed similar
to Cloud was standing at the opposite end with his hand on the circuit
beaker.
“ You’re my opponent? Boy… the Vizards sure have
brought their standard down.” Said the young man as he played with his
large blade that is as long as an average human. He was dressed with
only Skinny jeans. His long blonde hair matches with his ice-cold blue
eyes. A large plain dark dot could be seen tattooed on his chest as it
represents being the member of the Arrancar.
“ Better take
those words back. For I am Cloud Ace Chara, young tiger of the
Vizards!” exclaimed Cloud as he launched himself and strike a blow onto
his opponent. Beautifully deflecting it with his large blade, the
opponent’s facial expression changed from a smirk to something
flabbergasted. He asked, “ Are you really Cloud Ace Chara? Do you know
who am I? I’m your long lost twin brother.” This broke the tension
between them and both began to cool down especially cloud. His brother
introduced himself to be Sephiroth Jack Chara. Their parents were
divorced and they were separated from each other since young. Their
mother who took Sephiroth told him about having a twin brother. On the
other hand, Cloud’s father kept the existence of having a twin brother
quiet from Cloud. They did not think that they would meet each other
this way.
Cloud was in a dilemma now. He has no idea what to
do, keep his honour of his gang or his siblinghood. It was a tough
decision. He can’t just simply killed his brother that he just met but
he can’t also go back to the warehouse with his head low, bringing the
reputation and the honour of the gang down. Grapping onto his katana,
he looked at his brother and asked to continue the match. Getting into
positions, they exchanged blow continuously, deflecting one another
attacks and tries to plunge their blades into each other.
Sephiroth delighted to see his brother for once since young, decided to
let Cloud win seeing his face with the passion of a bright future. He
purposely gave himself an opening and did not evade. Cloud’s katana
plunges directly in stomach and drawing out of it, staining the blade
with blood. Sephiroth drops on his knee, smiling towards Cloud and ask
him to finish him off. “ No, I can’t. I know that you did that on
purpose, letting me win. I can’t let you have that. That’s not pure
honour. I’m sorry, Brother.” Said Cloud in a weary voice. Holding the
blade, he stabbed himself through the heart. “ I can’t bring myself to
disgracing both my gang honour and our siblinghood honour. Sorry
Brother and goodbye.” Cloud muttered his last words as he falls into
the arm of his brother.
Sephiroth hold his brother in his arms
with tears swelling up in his eyes. He did not anticipate this. He
screamed out towards the empty station and began to felt remorseful.
His reason of joining the Arrancar was actually to find his brother as
they promised him in return for his power. All is now down the drain
with his brother dead. He had no more purpose to be in the Yakuza
anymore.
The full moon shone upon the dark park as a dark
character could be seen walking down the path. It was Sephiroth, he had
recovered from his injury and could be seen with his brother mask on
and katana as memento. He set off, breaking free from his gang for
their siblinghood honour and search for a new purpose to life.
grade me on my 1107 words essay based on the 1 word essay, Honour.