User:Quanicle

Hey hey hey! The name... is... Quan. I may seem like a new player, but I"m just Jason Goldeagle on another account (with open chat). I'm glad you decided to read this. I gotta tell you something first: I.... am a pirate. A very experienced pirate. I've sailed all the seas and defeated many an evil soul and.... Whoa, sorry. My attention span ran out. Um... that's..... embarassing. Okay, um, I"m gonna tell you stuff now.

Cool Things Quan Likes

1. Chicken wings. OMNOMNOMNOM

2. Trolololing

3. Showing off my moves like jagger.

7. The number 7. It's so sexy that we skip straight to it.

History

Um... Okay, here's the story: I was walking down the street one day and I saw a rabbi. So I said:

Me: Hey, I got a question. How much do you charge for your Circumcisions?

Rabbi: Oh, not much. I just keep the tips!!!

Bah doom tash!

That was just a story. Um.... Teehee.

The REAL History

When I was younger, I loved to go sailing with my parents. My father took me out on his cargo ship every day and we made deliveries of rum and weapons to the EITC and Navy troops. Those were great times until the EITC decided that we were no use. One day, my parents and I went on the cargo ship, just minding our own business. My father and I had finished a navy delivery, and he was filling out some paperwork so he could be paid. The Navy thanked my father and let us go home for the day. On the way back to Port Royal, however, a cannon shot rang out and we soon heard a crash in the bottom area of our cargo ship's hull. I knew how bad that was when I saw the large EITC Warlord closing in on our cargo ship. My mother ran out of here cabin in concern. The moment she opened the cabin door, the gunshot rang out. My mother fell to the ground with a gaping red hole in her forehead. Before I had time to scream, I was gagged and thrown into my own brig. Lucky for me, my father was also inside the brig but he too, was gagged. Several EITC men were hauling him over so that I ould see into his eyes.

"Say goodnight, old man," a soldier said.

My stomach ached, and I was tied up and gagged. The EITC had put a dagger to my father's throat. I closed my eyes and felt the blood splatter all over me. Both my parent's were dead and there was nothing I could do about it. The soldiers left me there to rot, but I managed to bite myself free. I bit through the rope I was gagged with and then untied myself with my teeth. But the EITC were smart. They knew of my lack of ship smarts and left the sails up and broke my legs. The boat crashed into Driftwood Island and have remained there for 7 years. I crawled off the boat and managed to kill small animals just by crawling until my legs healed. From that point on, I have lived on Driftwood and even to this day I have sought my revenge.