Archfiend_Cryomancer posted:Why can't people not be lazy and make iot look official looking themselves?
Dream_Eater posted:Archfiend_Cryomancer posted:Why can't people not be lazy and make iot look official looking themselves? Because...maybe...JUST MAYBE, I don't have a clue how to use HTML coding and whatnot, nor the patience for it. That's a big maybe, though.
evil_emporer posted:Dream_Eater posted:Archfiend_Cryomancer posted:Why can't people not be lazy and make iot look official looking themselves? Because...maybe...JUST MAYBE, I don't have a clue how to use HTML coding and whatnot, nor the patience for it. That's a big maybe, though. Same reason.
Dream_Eater posted:Well, I'll try and give this biography on last fair chance at it. Sub-Zero The Tarkatan horde that had attacked me in Outworld left me wounded, but I pressed on. Something inside me had made me fear for my clan. Something was happening, and I needed to return. Despite my weary travels, I had arrived some months since departing, to even more troubling events. Frost had gone mad, and many of my fellow clan members lay dead, even before my feet. I had brought myself to the grim reality, and silently treaded towards her. As she turned to face me, I froze her in a block of ice. I placed her body atop a locked tomb. I then proceeded to collect those she had slain, and placed them in the recesses in the wall. My feelings of grief were overshadowed only by disappointment. My disappointment in myself. My failing to teach my apprentice correctly. My failing my clan. Not only disappointment, but fear. The growing fear that my clan would rise against me. It's happened before. It may happen again. My fears only grew when we were attacked yet again. First, by an odd intruder who had unlocked a vault, but then, by my own brother. Accompanied by my once ally, Smoke, they eliminated nearly all of what was left of my clan. With the help of the other intruder, however, we had repelled the invasion. Once he had departed, I sought a new journey. I would travel to the depths of the Netherrealm to find the vault of the dead. In it lay my brother's body, along with the bodies of all the condemned. I was reluctant to leave, but decided to continue when I put my brother's body in the care of Sareena, who had helped him when he was human. However, she had not listened carefully enough, apparently. In the Netherrealm, I was, once again, ambushed by Noob and Smoke, but Sareena had kept up their pace, and managed to intervene just before I let myself rest. Yet again, my luck turned ill, for, when I had awoken, I was being watched by a disgusting demon. I prepared to attack, but the disgusting beast fled. I reasoned that I had little strength enough to continue in such a draining place, so I returned to where I had entered. To my surprise, Kenshi was awaiting my arrival. Odd, as I had not told him I would go to the Netherrealm. In despite, however, I followed him to a gathering of the forces of light. It was here I learned a good deal of information. It was to my understanding that Taven, the man who had saved my life, and his brother, Daegon, were to kombat a monster called Blaze, who would grant his killer ultimate power. At this moment, I felt an evil desire sting in my gut. It was my chance to redeem my honour. If I could attain this power, my clan wouldn't dare challenge me. No matter my resistance, my desire has overtaken me. I will conquer this beast, and the prize will be mine. If someone wouldn't mind making this "official-looking", it'd be nice.
LinKuei_warrior47 posted:who cares?im glad they put the pen down writing dumb bios for "focusing on MK8"
Axmas83 posted:LinKuei_warrior47 posted:who cares?im glad they put the pen down writing dumb bios for "focusing on MK8" ...do you really think they'll spare much time not for writing bios? And do you really think they stopped because they'll "focusing on MK8" ? Don't be simple, please!! They simply don't care about fans!
