Well, let's see. Hardcase is closest I must say. I'm about 6'1''-6'2''. I weigh about 300lbs. And I'm built pretty much like a Gorilla. Large, callus hands. Big feet. I have a thick, full beard. And I used to have an afro, but I recently shaved my head. So now I'm bald. And look even more like a Gorilla. People say I have a very deep voice too.
I don't dress -Gothic- either. But I like Gothic/Vampiric Women. I wear steel toe boots. Sometimes a leather jacket like The Terminator. Or my trench coat. Hooded sweatshirts.(Yes, even in the summer time) And although I'm not really Gothic in my dress code, I do like to wear mostly, if not all black.
I never smile. I never look -happy- I don't laugh. I'm often told, I look like a monster. I am pretty ugly. I wont deny that. I look like ten miles of bad road, actually. Perhaps this is why I have no luck with ''The Ladies''.
I think most of them are -afraid- of me. But what am I supposed to do? Go shop at designer stores? Were brand name garbage? I do all my shopping at Wal-Mart. I wish to impress, no one.
I have a lot of guy friends who buy certain clothes. Hook up their cars a certain way. Cut their hair a certain style. I ask them, ''Bro, why did you do/get that?'' And their response, ''Cause bro!... For the bitches!''
At that point, I shake my head and walk away. But yeah, basically, I look like a 300 lbs Gorilla. I stopped lifting weights a few years back. I fractured both my elbows in a bad car accident. I was bench pressing about 450lbs. Dead lifting about 750lbs. And had started competed on an amatuer level. But oh well. That's done.
Anyways. Let me stop rambling. Take care of yourselves, my friends. And rock on with ya bad selves.
Strength And Honor,
SlaughterVein
I don't dress -Gothic- either. But I like Gothic/Vampiric Women. I wear steel toe boots. Sometimes a leather jacket like The Terminator. Or my trench coat. Hooded sweatshirts.(Yes, even in the summer time) And although I'm not really Gothic in my dress code, I do like to wear mostly, if not all black.
I never smile. I never look -happy- I don't laugh. I'm often told, I look like a monster. I am pretty ugly. I wont deny that. I look like ten miles of bad road, actually. Perhaps this is why I have no luck with ''The Ladies''.
I think most of them are -afraid- of me. But what am I supposed to do? Go shop at designer stores? Were brand name garbage? I do all my shopping at Wal-Mart. I wish to impress, no one.
I have a lot of guy friends who buy certain clothes. Hook up their cars a certain way. Cut their hair a certain style. I ask them, ''Bro, why did you do/get that?'' And their response, ''Cause bro!... For the bitches!''
At that point, I shake my head and walk away. But yeah, basically, I look like a 300 lbs Gorilla. I stopped lifting weights a few years back. I fractured both my elbows in a bad car accident. I was bench pressing about 450lbs. Dead lifting about 750lbs. And had started competed on an amatuer level. But oh well. That's done.
Anyways. Let me stop rambling. Take care of yourselves, my friends. And rock on with ya bad selves.
Strength And Honor,
SlaughterVein
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shadowmancer:
Not a problem. Have a good one. 
inkslut:
Oh c'mon, I doubt it could be as bad as you say. Besides, I always thought Gorillas were kinda cute...especially when they start slinging around hand-fuls of shit!!!