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Eric

"My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of lib.., oh fuck, where'd all our liberty go?

About Me

Hey, I'm Eric. I love playing paintball! The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Eigth Level of Hell - the Malebolge!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers) Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers) Very Low
Level 2 (Lustful) Extreme
Level 3 (Gluttonous) High
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious) High
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy) Extreme
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics) Extreme
Level 7 (Violent) Very High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers) Extreme
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous) Extreme
Take the Dante's Inferno Test
Your Homicidal Rampage! by crash_and_burn
Your name:
Weapon of Choice: Chainsaw
Your Favorite Target: Eskimoes
Your Kill Count: 1,859,829,281
Your Battle Cry: "Mutha fuckaaaaaaas!"
Years You Spend in Jail: 17
How Much Money In Damages You Cause: $157,522,049,652,420
Your Homocidal Insanity Level: 90%

My Interests

I'd like to meet:


You scored as Demon. Demon: Darkness is your sanctuary. Demons are many and are all different in appearence and rank. The most common are the ones that feed off of human souls. They love to make someone fall into their inner darkness. Blood, wrath, murder... You name it they love it. These beings don't care who you are, if they set their sights on you, let's just hope you know a good excorist. They kill any love within you and pull you toward their side. By any means possible. You wish for chaos and hate, you are the Demon.

Demon


100%

WereWolf


67%

Faerie


59%

Mermaid


58%

Angel


42%

Dragon


42%
What Mythological Creature are you? (Cool Pics!)
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You Are 84% Sociopath
You're so manipulative, you could make Hannibal Lector your bitch.
You feel superhuman - and you certainly lack human empathy. Are You A Sociopath?
You Are 84% Evil
You're the most evil person you know.
The devil is even a little scared of you! How Evil Are You?

Heroes:

I had a dream the other night I didn’t understand, A figure walking through the mist with a flintlock in his hand. His clothes were torn, and dirty, as he stood there by my bed, He took off his three-cornered hat, and speaking low he said:We fought a revolution to secure our liberty, We wrote the Constitution, as a shield from tyranny. For future generations, this legacy we gave, In this, the land of the free and the home of the brave.The freedom we secured for you, we hoped you’d always keep, But tyrants labored endlessly while your parents were asleep. Your freedom gone - your courage lost - you’re no more than a slave, In this, the land of the free and the home of the brave.You buy permits to travel, and permits to own a gun, Permits to start a business, or to build a place for one. On land that you believe you own, you pay a yearly rent, Although you have no choice in choosing how the money’s spent.Your children must attend a school that doesn’t educate, Your moral values can’t be taught, according to the state. You read about the current “news” in a regulated press, You pay a tax you do not owe, to please the IRS.Your money is no longer made of silver or of gold, You trade your wealth for paper, so your life can be controlled. You pay for crimes that make our Nation turn from God to shame, You’ve taken Satan’s number, as you’ve traded in your name.You’ve given government control to those who do you harm, So they can padlock churches, and steal the family farm. And keep our country deep in debt, put men of God in jail, Harass your fellow countrymen while corrupted courts prevail.Your public servants don’t uphold the solemn oath they’re sworn, Your daughters visit doctors so children won’t be born. Your leaders ship artillery and guns to foreign shores, And send your sons to slaughter, fighting other people’s wars!Can you regain your freedom for which we fought and died? Or don’t you have the courage, or the faith to stand with pride? Are there no more values for which you’ll fight to save? …Or do you wish your children live in fear, and be a slave?Sons of the Republic, arise, and take a stand! Defend the Constitution, the Supreme Law of the Land! Preserve our Republic, and each God-given right! And pray to God to keep the torch of freedom burning bright!As I awoke he vanished, in the mist from whence he came, His words were true, we are not free, we have ourselves to blame. For even now as tyrants trample each God-given right, We only watch and tremble, too afraid to stand and fight. If he stood by your bedside in a dream while you were asleep, And wonder what remains of your rights he fought to keep; What would be your answer if he called out from the grave? Is this still the land of the free, and the home of the brave?