You Are 78% Evil
You are very evil. And you're too evil to care.
Those who love you probably also fear you. A lot. How Evil Are You?
You scored as Rogue. Rogue is a strong but tragic personality. She loves Gambit. Because of her mutant powers, she cannot touch anyone without hurting them. Therefore, she longs for human contact. However, this southern gal's strong personality has allowed her to deal with this. Powers: Absorbs lifeforce and powers by touch, Super strength, and flight
Rogue
85%
Wolverine
75%
Jean Grey
70%
Colossus
70%
Iceman
70%
Storm
65%
Gambit
55%
Emma Frost
50%
Beast
45%
Nightcrawler
35%
Cyclops
25%
Most Comprehensive X-Men Personality Quiz 2.0
created with QuizFarm.com BEAT THAT BITCH, DOYLE! About Me: I am named after a Tv Character from Dark Shadows, and I live in hamilton, NJ. Paying rent is ridiculous in this over commercialized state the settlers named New Jersey. I'm Native American, Italian, and German, plus a bunch of your standard American Immigrant bulshit. I curse as much as a sailor and drink like a fish. I smoke socially and am not above rough housing and getting into a stickfight with my friends. I am chaos embodied- my socks never match and I never answer the symbiotic parasite that is my cell phone. I'm a Punk rock girl at heart but DAYUM do i love my Starbucks. My hair is always red and for while , thats what people called me-'Red' but, you really can't give a nickname to a girl named Angel. It's just kinda redundant. I AM A FUCKING DORK so before you send me a friend invite, please take note of that. I own a DS, a PS2, a Wii and a bad-ass computer. I can spend every waking moment on the computer or console but usually i try not to. In the winter thats how it happens but in the summer I love the beach, car shows, and the bars. There's not much i haven't tried and I am always up for anything thats cool. I love Asian food- anything from Sushi to Thai to Korean. I hate corporations and laws and sometimes wish that life was as chaotic as my thoughts and dreams can be.
I am:
the sound of a paintbrush on canvas
the faint whiff of a honeysuckle in August my pair of face-stompin' boots Your favorite book that you read once a year standing in mud up to my ankles in the cradle of earth and sky
prolly out climbing a tree somewhere handing you your ass in any 'game writing a poem no one will ever read setting up your little sister with my brother so he can get laid
debating phsyics with the ground
wishing I woke up somewhere else years ago and never looked back
going along with everything 'cause that what i'm supposed to
So, it's occurred to me that perhaps what was written here didn't truly encompass the craziness that is me. I beg pardon from any who were embezzled by zombie-rific charms and borderline normal typographic appearance.
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{I Poke me on AIM .. Wrenchin Redhead..