Post by Death on Sept 6, 2010 23:58:49 GMT -4
Name: Death
Age: Pick a number; any number.
Appearance:
Hometown: Aruba....what? I like the Margaritas there.
Family: There are 3 others I am rather fond of....you may know them; they go by the names War, Pestilence, and Famine.
Special Abilities: I like to think I have a killer personality.
Weapons of Choice: A snuggy
Status: Horseman of the Apocalypse
History:
When the Lamb opened the fourth seal, I heard the voice of the fourth living creature say, "Come and see." I looked and there before me was a pale horse! Its rider was named Death, and Hell was following close behind him. They were given power over a fourth of the earth to kill by sword, famine and plague, and by the wild beasts of the earth.
The fourth and final horseman is named Death. Unlike the other three, he is not described carrying a weapon/object, instead he is followed by Hades. However, illustrations—like those above—commonly depict him carrying a scythe (like the Grim Reaper) or a sword.
The verse beginning "they were given power over the fourth of the earth" may refer solely to Death and Hades, or it may summarize the roles of all four horsemen; scholars disagree on this point.
So that's me via what you humans like to call "The Wikipedia."
Now my view of things isn't nearly as gloom and doom. I'm just like anybody else you know; I like my long walks on the beach and sunsets....and mass death and destruction from time to time...but that's simply a hobby. It's been awhile since me and the family have been allowed to come up for air. I have to tell you the tanning in Aruba is a lot more even then in hell.
Hell is all about the fire and the burning....Aruba...now Aruba is all about the sun and the drinks and the se....well you get the point.
I enjoy feeding ducks and Macaroni and Cheese is rather amazing...so you see I'm not such a bad guy after all.......if you overlook the whole death thing...which by no means I recommend. There are levels in eternity; ways to judge those of us who make a living out of ending your pathetic existence. I like to think myself and the rest of the gang are what you would classify as the upper class.
And in case you were wondering I don't ride a horse...but my Ferrari Enzo is white.
Age: Pick a number; any number.
Appearance:
Hometown: Aruba....what? I like the Margaritas there.
Family: There are 3 others I am rather fond of....you may know them; they go by the names War, Pestilence, and Famine.
Special Abilities: I like to think I have a killer personality.
Weapons of Choice: A snuggy
Status: Horseman of the Apocalypse
History:
When the Lamb opened the fourth seal, I heard the voice of the fourth living creature say, "Come and see." I looked and there before me was a pale horse! Its rider was named Death, and Hell was following close behind him. They were given power over a fourth of the earth to kill by sword, famine and plague, and by the wild beasts of the earth.
The fourth and final horseman is named Death. Unlike the other three, he is not described carrying a weapon/object, instead he is followed by Hades. However, illustrations—like those above—commonly depict him carrying a scythe (like the Grim Reaper) or a sword.
The verse beginning "they were given power over the fourth of the earth" may refer solely to Death and Hades, or it may summarize the roles of all four horsemen; scholars disagree on this point.
So that's me via what you humans like to call "The Wikipedia."
Now my view of things isn't nearly as gloom and doom. I'm just like anybody else you know; I like my long walks on the beach and sunsets....and mass death and destruction from time to time...but that's simply a hobby. It's been awhile since me and the family have been allowed to come up for air. I have to tell you the tanning in Aruba is a lot more even then in hell.
Hell is all about the fire and the burning....Aruba...now Aruba is all about the sun and the drinks and the se....well you get the point.
I enjoy feeding ducks and Macaroni and Cheese is rather amazing...so you see I'm not such a bad guy after all.......if you overlook the whole death thing...which by no means I recommend. There are levels in eternity; ways to judge those of us who make a living out of ending your pathetic existence. I like to think myself and the rest of the gang are what you would classify as the upper class.
And in case you were wondering I don't ride a horse...but my Ferrari Enzo is white.