upontheearth @ 2006-02-09T19:19:00

2006-02-10T00:20:20Z

Your Ultimate Purity Test 2.0 Score Is...
	Your Score:	Average For All Users	Average For All ( total)
Dating	50%	33.64%	Dated seriously
Self-Lovin'	83.33%	61.51%	Never taken out of the packaging
Shamelessness	88.71%	77.81%	Has yet to see self in mirror
Sex Drive	73.81%	75.7%	A fool for love, but not always
Straightness	81.48%	40.26%	Just go fuck something, okay?
Gayness	53.7%	78.93%	Had that experience at camp
Dominant	93.33%	87.35%	Afraid to cross at "Don't Walk" signs
Submissive	95.24%	87.78%	Submits to no one... almost
Fucking Sick	97.96%	90.25%	Refreshingly normal
Total Score	83.65%	74.31%
Take The Ultimate Purity Test 2.0 and see how you match up! (By The Ferrett)

Sample Entry

2005-10-20T23:44:28Z

Character: Conrad Weller
Series: Kyou Kara Maou
Character Age: At least a hundred years old, but looks to be around his late twenties.
Job Idea: Peer Mediation advisor -- basically a childish form of completely ineffective diplomacy while inflicting some absolutely hideous orange safety vests to make enormous targets of those who decide to help in this endeavour.

Canon: Brother to Gwendal and Wolfram, Conrad is the even-tempered, half-mazoku son of Cheri and the renowned human swordsman Dan Hiri Weller. He tends to have an almost placid demeanour at all times that makes him near-unreadable to most who meet him. Most of Conrad's affection and attention tends to be focused directly at Yuuri; meaning he will flip out and go batshit when someone tries to hurt the Maou and then spend the rest of the time smiling dreamily at him. That, however, is a story for another day.
With his vast wardrobe of brown clothing and his new arm, Conrad Weller is merely a near-irritatingly noble man whose main goal is to keep his king safe and happy and that's good enough for him.

Sample Post:
My name is Conrad Weller and I am a swordsman from a place called Shin Makoku. Are any of you familiar with it?

I managed to arrive here due to some very strange circumstances involving a device called "Keep Out Unfriendly Visitors"-kun, a forgotten password and a bucket of water; but what I have seen here assures me that I must have made this journey for a reason. Awakening on the floor of the shower with a man gnawing on my ear and the feeling that some ethereal presence was watching intently was not something I expected to happen in my lifetime, nor was the pile of bright orange vests sitting beside me with the paper explaining to "do" whatever I wish "short of decapitating or de-arming the campers".

After vacating the showers, I witnessed some squabbling going on around the premises as I was searching for someone to explain the situation here to me, and so I have decided to make myself useful and bring you here to teach you some of the more helpful facets of diplomacy. I would like to cover topics such as the use of "'I' phrases", speaking without making incendiary remarks, ways to resolve personal issues without violence, and how to remain loyal to your friends while trying to maintain a peaceful atmosphere even if they're unhappy with you doing so. Anyone interested in this venture is free to meet me at the mess hall at noon tomorrow so we can start training to bring peace to this encampment. I will be wearing one of the orange vests and I hope to see some of you there.