What D&D Character Am I

I Am A: Lawful Neutral Human Ranger (3rd Level)

Ability Scores:
Strength-15
Dexterity-14
Constitution-15
Intelligence-16
Wisdom-14
Charisma-13

Alignment:
Lawful Neutral A lawful neutral character acts as law, tradition, or a personal code directs him. Order and organization are paramount to him. He may believe in personal order and live by a code or standard, or he may believe in order for all and favor a strong, organized government. Lawful neutral is the best alignment you can be because it means you are reliable and honorable without being a zealot. However, lawful neutral can be a dangerous alignment when it seeks to eliminate all freedom, choice, and diversity in society.

Race:
Humans are the most adaptable of the common races. Short generations and a penchant for migration and conquest have made them physically diverse as well. Humans are often unorthodox in their dress, sporting unusual hairstyles, fanciful clothes, tattoos, and the like.

Class:
Rangers are skilled stalkers and hunters who make their home in the woods. Their martial skill is nearly the equal of the fighter, but they lack the latter's dedication to the craft of fighting. Instead, the ranger focuses his skills and training on a specific enemy a type of creature he bears a vengeful grudge against and hunts above all others. Rangers often accept the role of protector, aiding those who live in or travel through the woods. His skills allow him to move quietly and stick to the shadows, especially in natural settings, and he also has special knowledge of certain types of creatures. Finally, an experienced ranger has such a tie to nature that he can actually draw on natural power to cast divine spells, much as a druid does, and like a druid he is often accompanied by animal companions. A ranger's Wisdom score should be high, as this determines the maximum spell level that he can cast.

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So apparently I would make a good rogue

Rogues are cunning and elusive adversaries. Rogues slip into and out of shadows on a whim, pass anywhere across the field of battle without fear of reprisal, and appear suddenly only to drive home a lethal blade.

As a rogue, you might face others' preconceptions regarding your motivations, but your nature is your own to mold. You could be an agent fresh from the deposed king's shattered intelligence network, an accused criminal on the lam seeking to clear your name, a wiry performer whose goals transcend the theatrical stage, a kid trying to turn around your hardluck story, or a daredevil thrill-seeker who can't get enough of the adrenaline rush of conflict. Or perhaps you are merely in it for the gold, after all.

With a blade up your sleeve and a concealing cloak across your shoulders, you stride forth, eyes alight with anticipation. What worldly wonders and rewards are yours for the taking?

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2/5/13 Thoughts of the Day

For lack of a better title I've decided to go with that never over-used cliche of 'thoughts of the day".   So for those of you intellectually devoid individuals who like reading my work here is somethign else for you to put in your crack pipe and smoke...

One thing I do not get is how in the hell people stand to watch shows like The Jersey Shore and Dance Moms or whatever the hell scripted so called reality TV.  My response is WHAT THE FUCK AMERICA! Seriously, My Name is Earl (yes I still remember that show, if you haven't your either an infant or you watch too much Logo (and don't get me started on that crowd) didn't make it five seasons and fuckin' Snooki got her own spin off.  I just can't find amusement in 30+ minutes of a fat middle aged woman yelling at kids and their moms yelling and crying back.  First of all,why the fuck is she getting paid to yell at kids and second, why the fuck do the parents let thefat bitch yell at their kids.  How much did it cost for them to sell their souls? Did they have a price for their souls at all?  If so, when did souls become an item in the dollar ilse.

 As the years go on, I believe more and more that humanity is devolving.  I don't know if evolution exists but I am sure de-evolution exists.  I see it everytime I see a commercial for MTV, LOGO, BRAVO, and/or Lifetime.  I honestly believe that anyone under 21 has the cranium slope equivalent to the hump on Quasimodo's back.  What happened to the world? Did they give lead based prenatal vitamins sometime after 1992.  Or was it something in the water?  Did some horrific terratogen get released into the same water supply that Mcdonald's makes its ice from? 

Of course its also people my age and older who seem to be getting dumber as well.  I kind of suspect that altzheimers disease is hitting people earlier and earlier.  Most of the world has a chronic case of retardation, not mental handicapped, retarded.  Retards, ya know who I'm talking about; the people who can't tell you the difference between George Washington and Jesus but can tell you every catchphrase spoken by Pauley D -_-.  Those happless fools who think that if they don't share the meme a clown with a maggot infested penis will kill them.  Those assholes who sell Wic vouchers for cigarettes and feed their starving babies whats left of the Vienne Sausages.  This also includes the people who never miss an episode of Ru Paul's Drag Race.  These are the kinds of people that think the exploitation of a heavy weight child is quality TV.  Their is not enough I can say about these people except that I loose faith in humanity everytime they breathe.  I honestly feel like I am the only person sane in a world of inbred banjo picking chimps.

I feel like this blog will be the only place I can speak my mind but I doubt this will last until the ever watching hellion eye in the sky decides that my words are too controversial or aimed at anyone deemed untoucheable with my words.  I feel it trying to gaze my way like Sauron's tower with a telescope. How much longer I will be able to blast people, I have no clue.  I hope I can continue and hopefully I can inform you readers out their my thoughts on issues that are irrelevent but I feel the need to complain anyway. 

Looking back on the 90's

Don't laugh, but I miss the 90's.  It was my childhood, my good ole days, and the era that shaped how I see the world.  I look back on the 90's (as far as my childhood home county [you fuckers aren't gonna trick me into giving you my personal personals that easy hardy har har]) as being the last era where people weren't alienated from one another.  The 90's for me was a time of mom and pop businesses, good tunes, and sweet VHS renting.  I hope to take the lessons I learned in the 90's and apply them today and hopefully amp up the spirit of this era.  The zeitgeist of today is one of isolation and fear.  It is one of despair, hopelessness, and a total lack of understanding the world has people other than ourselves.  Looking back, even the darkest parts of the 90's I experienced seem golden.  Maybe its because I only seem to remember the good, or the fact that I am romanticizing it the way cheap dimestore novels portray Fabio.  Who knows.  I do know that I will always treat the 90's as the measuring stick I compare all my future decades to...

Growing up Growing old Growing out

So I have one semester of college left.  I  am not sure if thats a good thing or a bad thing.  I kind of like being a student actually, I've been one for most of my life and I've been rather good at it I like to think.  I'm not sure if I am ready to be a "productive citizen" or not.  I am not sure if I am ready to be a responsible bill paying home owner with a mortage, a white picket fence, and a two car garage in suburbia yet.  Life feels like it is speeding up even though I try to slow it down.  I feel like Superman on kryptonite falling through the skyline, falling down to the rest of my life.  I look onto the world and I do not see a wonderful place, I see hardship and Ramen Noodle suppers and Dollar Menu diners.  I hope for a better tommorow and a brighter future.  I have hope that the times will not be dark all the time.  Afterall, it can't rain all the time...

Nate has a blogger account (GASP!)

So I've finally decided to make a blogger account.  I have no idea what to say on it but I will think of something as I always do.  I may decide to use this as a way to write my memoirs, my autobiography, or a manual on how to fly a 747 in German. SO who knows what I will say, afterall this is my mad world and I am the editor... derp