What's your Past-Death Experience?
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You scored as Christopher "Kit" Marlowe
Like the playwright Christopher "Kit" Marlowe, who, in 1593, took a knife in the eye in a tavern brawl in Deptford, England, you, too, will perish as the result of an ocular wound. Whereas Marlowe was killed instantly, you will not be so fortunate. The gnat that will fly into and get lodged in your right eye-lid will survive all your attempts to dig it out and will live long enough for ANOTHER gnat to get stuck in the same eye. The two will strike up a conversation and eventually, on a late-night drinking binge, "hook-up" and the resulting baby gnats will feed off your brain, one tasty lobe at a time until, 12 years later, there is nothing left to eat and your zombie-like shell of a body wanders, brain-dead, in front of a bus.
Rebecca Rolfe, aka Pocahontas
60%
Christopher "Kit" Marlowe
60%
Cleopatra
50%
Anne Boleyn
50%
Catherine the Great
50%
Jean Paul Marat
50%
Sir Francis Bacon
30%
Attila the Hun
30%
Joan of Arc
20%
Louis XVI
20%
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..What Weapon Should You Use?: A Follow-Up
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You scored as Axe
For you, an axe fits perfectly. No not a guitar but a true, war-scarred battle axe. This weapon, heavy and dense, caters best to your berserker like fighting style and your thirst for pure strength and power. In battle, the axe can cause massive damage but is held back by its low maneuverability and lack of speed and finesse. It?s hard to control and leaves both of your hands tied up in most cases. However, if you?re strong of mind and muscle, and dedicate yourself to this weapon, its true power is at your disposal.
Axe
100%
Brass Knuckles
92%
Knife
92%
Shuriken
79%
Sword
75%
Spear
58%
Bow
33%
Gun
29% I was raised in the congo. In my young adult hood I traveled to the far east to study the ancient art of kung fu. Once there I spent 17 grizzling years carrying water over my shoulders to the monks that lived in my monastery, standing in push up position on nothing but my pinky fingers for long periods of time, beating my shins against coconut trees until they were bruised and bloody, sleeping on the cold ground with no blanket, and eating nothing but eggs and rice (a cruel punishment my master inflicted upon me-all because I said that I loved eggs). After years of training Master Lau felt that it had come time to teach me drunken monkey style. I emerged from the monastery a bloodthirsty warrior, hellbent on the lust for combat and conquest. I am bound to roam the earth. I WILL DESTROY YOU!!!