I am Dark. I am Cape. Together, I am Dark Cape. I am who I am, because of Me.<br /><br />I, Dark Cape, Me, am a person living life from the shadows. I can never see the light, as my cover gets blown. I must use an amended name, or else my enemies can find me. <br /><br />If you're an enemy reading this, depending on what I did to offend you, comments range from 'I don't care' to 'Call the number I left behind tomorow at 2pm'.<br /><br />If you were affected by the Hinckley Incident, go to Oliver D'Sa lawyers for compensation.<br /><br />If your name's Dartahk, it was Ajay. I only connected the switch. He's the one who pulled the lever.<br /><br />If you're looking for Agent Z, he's not here. Go hunt somehwere else.<br /><br />If you are Agent Z, hey dude.<br /><br />If you want to kill Agent Z, don't get me involved. Remember: No names.<br /><br />Mum: No, not 'hi'. IN FACT, WHY DON'T YOU GIVE ME MY TEDDY BACK?? I CAN'T SLEEP WITHOUT MR SAUSAGE-BATH!!<br /><br /><br /><br />If you're wondering what happened to Makra, prove to me you're over 18 before I can tell you.<br /><br />And If you wish to make contact for sociable reasons, try Lemony Snicket before me. He's always in need of freinds.<br /><br />Dark Cape Likes:<br /><br />Cars<br />Maps<br />Cross-channel ferries (SeaFrance)<br />The Channel Tunnel (More than SeaFrance)<br />Drawing his own maps.<br />The Killers (For reasons unknown to us)<br />Artemis Fowl<br />Nicholas Angel (Sergeant Angle)<br />Jason (Bourne)<br />Percy Jackson<br />Adrian (Bus-driver)<br />Cornish Pasty<br /><br />Dark Cape Hates:<br /><br />Flying [EDIT: Tried and Tested. The Revised list now runs as follows:]<br /><br />Dark Cape Hates Airport Terminals (Gatwick & Rome Ciampino) <br />Likes: Flying [End Revision]<br /><br />Hates:<br />Bigheads<br />Pink Cars<br />Secrets<br />His Enemies<br />Chicken (unless pureed to death)<br />Windows Parental Controls
I was doing that yesterday in maths, but quietly so only my friend could hear. It creeped him out so much so that he decided to pinch my leg under the table, making me yelp out. My maths teachers sees this and goes "Sam, Alex, why don't you stop touching each other under the table?" and of course the rest of the class erupts into laughter.
They will pay.