Only writing assignment I ever truely failed had to do with rhyming.

Hehe~ I be the evil rhymer without reason there shall be no treason.

Uh I don't normally rhyme so excuse the lameness~

Yes, then it shall be so~ To Africa we go.

Yes, now where should we start? How does Africa sound?

Yes~ come join us in taking over the world. *Manical laugh*

No~ That makes you vampire. I vampire, I brought you bakc to life so I musta made you fellow vampire. *Hands bottle of red wine* Drink it if you get blood lust, closest substance to blood that is easy to access.

Yay! *Does little jig* They've come back to life.

Oh noes *Attempts to revive* I don't need another skull! *Trues harder to revive*

Hehe, thou shall never out run me. :D

Ah! I've been caught :D *Attempts to tickle* I am the tickle monster~