Name: Trife (Josh)

Age: 25

Sex: Male

Eyes: Brown

Hair color: Black

A little bit about me:

I like anime, fanfiction, listening to different types of music from different country's, hanging out with friends.

I have been reading fanfiction for a little over a year because some of my friends got me into it and just have not been able to quit reading. I am also a moderator at

Story Challenges

PM me if you are interested in taking up this challenge!!

Heroic Age/SG-1 or Heroic Age/SGA

Idea is: With the arrival of two new powers (The Silver and Bronze tribes) introduced into the galactic stage how are the people going to react to their presence? Will the balance of power shift so much that it throws the galaxy into more chaos or will it bring peace sooner.

Details:

SG-1/Heroic Age:

1. Try to keep the peoples personalities as they are.

2. Pairings are not important in this and if they are included they will be in the background of the story. Not a focus.

3. Use information and such from the series to support your story.

4. Have fun and enjoy what you are writing.

If someone takes up this challenge please let me know as I would like to read it. If you want to talk about ideas and such I would be happy to. Hope to see someone take this up.

Crest of the Stars/Banner of the stars/SG1 or SGA

1. Parings are NOT the main focus of the story. NO HAREM!

2. Story length is up to the author but would like to see a nice good length story.

3. Can be crossed over with both SG-1 and SGA.

4. Use details from both of the series to support your story.

5. Please keep them in character.

6. I am mainly leaving this so open because I want to see what you all come up with and how you do it. Though I think the easiest way to make the cross over is by having the Abh Empire find a new sord that they had not discovered or where not aware of. Also when you use the sord please keep in mind that a race with out the tech to create a space time bubble can not enter a sord with out being destroyed. As no race in the SG universe has ever encountered one so I don't think they will have the tech for it.

If anyone knows any fics were naruto leaves the Leaf village and creates his own village and/or he destroys the Leaf village I would really appreciate it if you could send me a message with a link and/or its name. Also if anyone knows of some good story's that are at least 20k words that does NOT have the same teams as the cannon series I would like to read them I think it would be a nice change of scenery from the same teams (ex: sasuke, sakura, and naruto) because I have only been able to find a few of them. most other story's I have read has the same events to a extent just some come out differently! Thank you in advance!

This is a link to a good fanfiction Story written by Aviator, A.K.A. Diaho

http:///phpBB3/viewforum.php?f=23

If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't just ignore this, because in the Bible it says if you deny me, I will deny you in front of my Father in the gates of Heaven.

92 percent of American teens would die if Abercrombie and Fitch told them it wasnot cool to breath. Copy and Paste this to your profile if you would be in the eight percent laughing your head, butt, or other apendages off.

Okay so there but what if American Eagle, Aeropostale, and Abercrombie and Fitch said it wasn't cool to breath what would happen. would there even be eight percent left standing?

Ninety-five percent of the kids out there are concerned with being popular and fitting in. If you're part of the five percent who aren't, copy this, put it in your profile, and add your name to the list. AnimeKittyCafe, Hyperactivley Bored, Gem W, Bara-Minamino, Yavie Aelinel, IwuvMyKenshyPoo, Heidiplease, iNsOmNiAc BiLlIe JoE lOvEr, Black Panther Warrior, Mina the Mischevious, SnowNeko, Pink Hi-Lighter, pointy star, Bruce n' Charlie, naru-chan-13 kags-shessy,Inubabie, Hanikamiya Mitsukai, AisoKaze, Alternative Angel, DemonTwins-Ichigo_Makuri, Trife

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.
I’m the girl who’s scared of talking to my parents and have them find out I’m bisexual for then to hate me.

Re-post this if you believe discrimation is wrong. Please do your part to end it

Friends or best friends

FRIENDS: Never ask anything to eat or drink

BEST FRIENDS: Help themselves and is the reason you never have any food

FREINDS: Call your parents M. Mrs. and grandma and grandpa

BEST FRIENDS: Call your parents MOM and DAD GRAMPS AND GRANDPA

FRIENDS: Would bail you out of jail

BEST FRIENDS: Would be sitting next to you sayin' DAMN we really messed up

FRIENDS: Never seen you cry

BEST FRIENDS: Won’t tell anyone else you cry... just laugh about it when you’re not down anymore

FRIENDS: Ask you to write down you number

BEST FRIENDS: Has you on speed dial

FRIENDS: Borrows your stuff and gives it back a few days later

BEST FRIENDS: Loses your stuff and tells you, "my bad ... here’s a tissue"

FRIENDS: Only know a few things about you

BEST FRIENDS: Could write a very embarrassing biography about your life

FREINDS: Will leave you behind if that’s what everyone else is doing

BEST FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowd asses that left you

FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door

BEST FRIENDS: Would walk right in and say, “I’M HOME"

FRIENDS: You have to tell them not to tell

BEST FRIENDS: Already know not to tell

FRIENDS: Are through high school /college (drinking buddies)

BEST FRIENDS: Are for life

FRIENDS: Will be there to take your drink away when they think you've had enough

BEST FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say, “Girl drink the rest of that you know we don't waste

FREINDS: Will ignore this

BEST FRIENDS: Will repost this shit

Friends

Best friends hang tough.
They don't come with fragile stickers and
aren't easily scared off.
Best friends help you out whenever they can,
make time for you even when they don't have any,
and trust your friendship enough to say, "no".
Best friends are
cross-your-heart and hope-to-die,
good-times-and-bad-times,
borrow-anything,
tell-you-everything,
trust-you-with-their deepest-darkest-secrets,
always-and-forever friends.

Try Not To Cry

Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school

He told his friends that it was cool

And when he pulled the trigger back

It shot with a great crack

Mummy I was a good girl

I did what I was told

I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold

But mummy when I went to school that day, I never said goodbye

I'm sorry mummy I had to go, but mommy please don't cry

When Johnny shot the gun he hit me and another

And all because he got the gun from his older brother

Mummy please tell daddy that I love him very much

And please tell Chris, my boyfriend, that it wasn't just a crush

And tell my little sister that she is the only one now

And tell my dear sweet grandmother that I'll be waiting for her now

And tell my wonderful friends that they were always the best

Mummy I'm not the first I'm no better than the rest

Mummy tell my teachers I won't show up for class

And never to forget this and please don't let this pass

Mummy why'd it have to be me no one deserves this

Mummy warn the others, mummy I left without a kiss

And mummy tell the doctors I know they really did try

I think I even saw a doctor trying not to cry

Mummy I'm slowly dying with a bullet in my chest

But mummy please remember I'm in heaven with the rest

Mummy I ran as fast as I could when I heard that crack

Mummy listen to me if you would

I wanted to go to college

I wanted to try things that were new

I guess I'm not going with daddy

On that trip to the new zoo

I wanted to get married

I wanted to have a kid

I wanted to be an actress

Mummy I wanted to live

But mummy I must go now

The time is getting late

Mummy tell my Chris

I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date

I love you mummy I always have

I know you know it's true

Mummy all I wanted to say is "mummy I love you"

In Memory of The Columbine & Virginia Tech
Students Who Were Lost

Please if you would,
Don't smash this on the ground.

If you pass this on,

Maybe people will cry,

Just keep this in your heart,

For the people who didn't get to say "Good-bye".

Now you have 2 choices,

1) Pass this on, and show people you care, repost as
"Try Not To Cry"
2) Don't send it, and you have just proven how
cold-hearted you really are...

Its ok to cry, I cried, so can you

I'm Sorry

I'm sorry
that I bought you roses
to tell you that I like you

I'm sorry
That I was raised with respect
not to sleep with you when you were drunk

I'm sorry
That my body's not ripped enough
to "satisfy" your wants

I'm sorry
that I open your car door,
and pull out your chair like I was raised

I'm sorry
That I'm not cute enough
to be "your guy"

I'm sorry
That I am actually nice;
not a jerk

I'm sorry
I don't have a huge bank account
to buy you expensive things

I'm sorry
I like to spend quality nights at home
cuddling with you, instead of at a club

I'm sorry
I would rather make love to you then just screw you
like some random guy.

I'm sorry
That I am always the one you need to talk to,
but never good enough to date

I'm sorry
That I always held your hair back when you threw up, and didn't get mad at you for puking in my car,
but when we went out you went home with another guy

I'm sorry
That I am there to pick you up at 4am when your new man hit you and dropped you off in the middle of nowhere,
but not good enough to listen to me when I need a friend

I'm sorry
If I start not being there because it hurts being used as a door mat, only to be thrown to the side when the new jerk comes around

I'm sorry
If I don't answer my phone anymore when you call, to listen to you cry for hours, instead of getting a couple hours of sleep before work

I'm sorry
that you can't realize.. I've been the one all along.

I'm sorry
If you read this and know somebody like this
but don't care

But most of all

I'm sorry
For not being sorry anymore

I'm sorry
That you can't accept me for who I am

I'm sorry
I can never do anything right, and nothing that I do is good
enough to make it in your world.

I'm sorry
I caught your boyfriend with another girl and told you about it, I thought that was what friends were for...

I'm sorry
That I told you I loved you and actually meant it.

I'm sorry
That I talked to you for nine hours on Thanksgiving when your boyfriend was threatening you instead of spending time with my family.

I'm Sorry
That I cared

I'm sorry
that I listen to you at night talking about how you wish you could have done something different.

Ladies always complain and gripe to their friends that there is never any good guys out there, and they always end up with assholes who mistreat them. Well ladies, next time you're complaining, maybe look up to see who you're complaining to, maybe that special someone is right there hanging on your every word as usual, screaming in his head "Why won't you give me a chance?"
Because the person you are usually searching for is right by you.

If you're a guy and you agree with this letter, copy and paste into your profile as 'I'm sorry'

If You're one of the FEW girls with enough BALLS to copy and paste this into your profile, and you would never make your guy feel this way, copy and paste into your profile as 'Girls Don't Realize These Things'

If you think Masashi Kishimoto is ruining Naruto and agree, copy this, put it in your profile, and add your name to the list. The Fifth Rider of Armageddon, Hiroshima Namikaze, Zaara the black, desuta, Reikson, D-reaper X-20, blackstardragon624, chinoodin, The Silver Blossom, RasenganFin, Raidentensho, Knives91, Kingkakashi, DarkSamuraiX1999, THE HEE-HO KING, Wirespeed91, Naruto 21, GraityTheWizard, GuyverZero, durwin, Hakkyou no Yami, VFSNAKE, Stormrunner56,sakouya,Lady Luv of the East, Trife,

If you can read this message, you are blessed because over two billion people in the world cannot read at all:

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If you could read that put it in your profile

And I remembered what you said
You told me not to drink at all,
So I had a Sprite instead.
I felt proud of myself,
The way you said I would,
That I didn't choose to drink and drive,
Though some friends said I should.
I knew I made a healthy choice and,
Your advice to me was right,
As the party finally ended,
And the kids drove out of sight.
I got into my own car,
Sure to get home in one piece,
Never knowing what was coming,
Something I expected least.
Now I'm lying on the pavement,
And I hear the policeman say,
"The kid that caused this wreck was drunk."
His voice seems far away.
My own blood is all around me,
As I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say,
"This girl is going to die."
I'm sure the guy had no idea,
While he was flying high,
Because he chose to drink and drive,
That I would have to die.
So why do people do it,
Knowing that it ruins lives?
But now the pain is cutting me,
Like a hundred stabbing knives
Tell sister not to be afraid,
Mom Tell daddy to be brave,
And when I go to heaven,
Put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.
Someone should have taught him,
That it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his mom and dad had,
I'd still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter,
I'm getting really scared.
These are my final moments,
And I'm so unprepared.
I wish that you could hold me Mom,
As I lie here and die.
I wish that I could say,
I love you and good-bye.

DON'T DRINK AND DRIVE!

If you too are against drunk driving, add this to your profile and add your name to the bottom.

NoOnesGal1848, Sakura-Cherry-Blossom-Chan, AkatsukiDreamer, DeiDei-kunsgirl, Gaaraslilgrl, Maximum Ridegirl, kerapal bubbles , Sanin Sakura, PriyaRaiUchiha, Trife

What ever you do, don't click on this!

TRUE STORY

A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won't repost it?

Repost this if you truly believe in God.

PS: God is always there in your heart and loves you no matter what, and if you stand up for him he will stand up for you.

A girl and guy were speeding over 100mph on a motorcycle
Girl: Slow down, I'm scared!
Guy: No, this is fun.
Girl: No, it's not. Please, I'm scared.
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: I love you, now slow down!
Guy: Now give me a big hug.
She gives him a big hug
Guy: Can you take off my helmet and put it on yourself, it's bothering me.
In the newspaper the next day, a motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it and only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized his break wasn't working but he didn't want the girl to know. Instead he had her hug him and tell him one last time that she loved him. Then he had her put on his helmet so that she would live even if he died. Copy this onto your profile if you would do the same thing for someone you love

I seen this and decided to repost because I could exactly as I found it. I didn't write any of this!

I have seen this list posted in several profiles, so I decided to repost it as requested. However, as a real life, genuine, bona fide guy of the manly persuasion I have provided a few choice remarks from the guy’s perspective. Enjoy.

Sweetness

This is really sweet...
(and sour, kind of like Chinese Food)

When a girl is quiet, a million things are running through her mind.
(I only want one thing to run through her mind, STOP USING MY CREDIT CARD!)

When a girl is not arguing, she is thinking deeply.
(Yeah, she is thinking up stuff to argue about next!)

When a girl looks at you with her eyes full of questions, she is wondering how long you will be around.
(Stop looking at us like that, it freaks us out and makes us want to leave you)

When a girl answers, "I'm fine," after a few seconds, she is not fine at all.
(Uh huh, and when we do nothing, it’s our fault for not trying to help. When we try to help, we get yelled at for prying. …and then you wonder why we leave.)

When a girl stares at you, she is wondering why you are lying.
(We lie BECAUSE you stare. It makes us think that no matter what the truth is, you will refuse to believe it, so we make stuff up! STOP STARING!!)

When a girl rests her head on your chest, she is wishing for you to be hers forever.
(Contrary to popular belief, guys are indeed very capable of having a long term relationship. However, it usually involves one of the following two choices: Ford or Chevy. Sorry, ladies, you don’t even make the top ten on that list.)

When a girl wants to see you every day, she wants to be pampered.
(We’re guys, our idea of “pampering” usually involves Turtle Wax and Armor All!)

When a girl says, "I love you." she means it.
(Really? Then why does she only say it after I’ve handed over my entire paycheck?)

When a girl says "I miss you." nobody could miss you more than that.
(You better hope she misses you when she’s yelling and waving that meat cleaver around!)

Life only comes around once, so make sure you spend it with the right person.
(I would love to spend my life with the person on my right… and my left. TWINS! WHOO-YEAH!!)

Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, and calls you back when you hang up on him.
(If she hangs up that’s just being rude! Why would we want to call her back?)

The guy who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.
(…and then she complains all day long that you’re too tired to do anything! Oh, and don’t tell her you actually watch her sleep, she’ll just think it’s creepy!)

Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead.
(I have no idea where your lips have been. If I have a peanut allergy and you had a peanut butter sandwich for lunch, I’m doomed!)

Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.
(Yup, because nothing is sexier than a woman in sweats who is covered in her own perspiration and smells nastier than a worn athletic supporter. NOT!!!)

The one who holds your hand in front of his friends and is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you there for him.
(…and who gets the crap beaten out of him by his friends ten minutes after you leave!)

The one who turns to his friends and declares, "That's her".
(Me: That’s her!
My friend: Really? She’s not much to look at.
Me: Well that’s her. I saw her on America’s Most Wanted last night and I’m going to turn her in first thing when I get home!)

If you read this, you have to repost it; guy or girl, or you will have bad luck for the rest of your life.
(Too late!)

If you repost this, in five minutes your true love will call or message you.
(That’s what you said twenty minutes ago, and I’m still waiting!)

Tonight at midnight, they will realize that they love you.
(Which midnight? U.S. Eastern Time? Greenwich Mean Time? Daylight Savings? C’mon, throw me a bone here!)

Something good will happen at approximately 1:42 pm tomorrow, and it could happen anywhere.
(Yes it will, someone will buy the winning lottery ticket at the local gas station exactly five minutes before I would have! LIFE SUCKS!!)

So get ready for the biggest shock of your life.
(I once French Kissed a light socket, how is this going to top that?)

If you don't repost this, you will be cursed with relationship problems for all of eternity.
(If a guy is single and looking, his friends tell him he can’t find ‘Ms. Right’ because he is having relationship problems. Once he gets married, his wife spends the entire marriage telling him they are having relationship problems. HOW IS THAT ANY BETTER?)

Repost this to your profile, and spare yourself the emotional stress.
(I already have a way to spare myself emotional stress. It’s called BEER!)