My name is Marc, which stands for war. It is derived from Mars which is the Roman god of war, I feel like that is me for I am very spirited, determined, and warlike. I was named Marc because my father wanted a jr. so I don’t know why my grandfather named my father that.

I don’t want to trade lives, I’d be part of a resistance movement. Obviously there will be people who don’t want to switch, so I’d fight back. Whenever the time comes to switch we’d stage an attack wherever it’s happening, and recruit people to our cause. This would be a government run trade, so we revolt time and time again attacking and making sure that the people who run it are taken down. So, quick review every year when the switch comes around we attack the people who run the switch. Our motto is “Never Change”.

Even though Aart continued to suffer from nightmares he was deemed fit for action. So there he was, walking through the woods with his squad to ambush the Germans. His squad consisted of an American named Damien, two Jews, and a fellow Dutch named Hew the Jews names were Asher and Josiah. As they were walking they heard a branch snap, and suddenly the air was filled with bullets. “Hit the deck!” shouted Damien, Peter looked confused because he was just starting to learn English. “וואס(vas)?” Aart watched in horror as Asher took a bullet to the abdomen, dropping him like a rock. Aart shouted in Dutch, ”
Ik zal hem krijgen!” He started crawling to Peter, and then he heard a battle cry.

We played soccer and hockey this week, giving me permission to side tackle or trip some people in the gym class.

I would bring a bowie knife, a glock with 6 mags, change of clothes, a boat, and matches. A bowie knife, glock, boat, and matches for obvious reasons.

Gunfire, bombs, and screams. That’s all he hears in his dreams now, it’s been 3 weeks and he still remembers that one soldier, the one with the barrel of his gun in between Aart’s eyes. Whenever he has that dream it gets all the more terrifying, all of his friends tell him it’ll fade but he doesn’t think it will. When that man aimed his gun Aart saw a mix of disgust, pity, and loathing. Killing won’t be easy they tell him but you get used to it. Aart didn’t believe them and this nightmare doesn’t help, in his mind and in the world.

I sold my soul many years ago, to live the high life. Riches, fame, and talent, when I sold my soul to the Devil it was against all my morals but I did it anyway. So yes I was surprised when Satan was at my door. “I need you to help me.”

Fast forward a few years and I’m now the Devil’s “Shepherd” killing left and right. It’s a tough life, you don’t know what it’s like seeing the life fade and hearing their screams from Hell. I have a sword of fire and darkness that cleaves through anything, including souls. My last kill was the hardest, an entire family sent straight down. Their screams still haunt me, but I had an offer from The Big Man Upstairs. It’s time to start Revelation.

Bang! Aart felt light, like he no longer had a body or he was free falling. Turns out it was the latter he fell to the ground after an ear splitting explosion that had left many shards embedded inside of him. The Nazis were all dead, Aart didn’t know what was the explosion but he knew it hurt. His barn was on fire, he could hear a few screams from some of his animals. One of his sleeves were on fire, after realizing that he threw his jacket to the ground. As he was walking back to his house he replayed the nights events in his head and decided he wasn’t safe anymore, and he probably wouldn’t be safe until the Nazis were dead. Aart, with a reluctant heart, decided to fight back.

Thor is horrible, he should die and rot in Hel! He’s arrogant, not helpful, and not funny! When Marvel made him they made a mistake.

I mean come on, the first movie is literally him being arrogant and full of himself. People praise it for being great but the villain is so stupid, “Oh no! A giant robot!” Haven’t seen that before, oh wait X-Men, Iron Giant, Transformers, and more! The only time he actually helps is when his hammer is the one helping! Whenever he cracks a joke it draws attention away from the battle.

Yes, they are way too restrictive, no website is safe! It is absolutely too restrictive, and in the words of Obi-Wan Kenobi himself “Only a Sith deals in absolutes”. The websites I’ve tried to access that were blocked are, Bass Pro Shops, Cabela’s, Kotaku, Polygon, Instagram, and others.