A good band from Canada that sings about things they have experienced throughout life and anyone who doesn't like them doesn't know Jack Shit.
by Jin Kazama March 28, 2005
Jin Kazama, son of Kazuya Mishima and Jun Kazama.
Brisbane, Australia... a city crowded with buildings, new and old. Nestled amongst the towering buildings of this city was a small dojo. A young man trained there, his face covered by the hood of his jacket. This young man trained there quietly...
... The young man was Jin.
Day after day, Jin trained in the traditional art of karate. Ever since Heihachi's betrayal, Jin loathed everything about himself. His Mishima bloodline, his fighting style, the Devil gene in his blood, everything. He unlearned the Mishima-ryu fighting style thanks to the dojo master's training and mastered traditional karate.
Jin's thoughts burned with the desire to destroy the evil Mishima bloodline, the bloodline of his grandfather, Heihachi Mishima, and his father, Kazuya.
One day, Jin heard rumors that The King of the Iron Fist Tournament 4 was announced.
A once in a lifetime opportunity to exterminate the Mishima clan... Without hesitation, Jin hardened his resolve to enter the tournament.
Brisbane, Australia... a city crowded with buildings, new and old. Nestled amongst the towering buildings of this city was a small dojo. A young man trained there, his face covered by the hood of his jacket. This young man trained there quietly...
... The young man was Jin.
Day after day, Jin trained in the traditional art of karate. Ever since Heihachi's betrayal, Jin loathed everything about himself. His Mishima bloodline, his fighting style, the Devil gene in his blood, everything. He unlearned the Mishima-ryu fighting style thanks to the dojo master's training and mastered traditional karate.
Jin's thoughts burned with the desire to destroy the evil Mishima bloodline, the bloodline of his grandfather, Heihachi Mishima, and his father, Kazuya.
One day, Jin heard rumors that The King of the Iron Fist Tournament 4 was announced.
A once in a lifetime opportunity to exterminate the Mishima clan... Without hesitation, Jin hardened his resolve to enter the tournament.
by Jin Kazama May 22, 2004
Ballyboo YOU SHALL DIE FOR SAYING THAT TEKKEN IS A CLONE OF ANOTHER GAME!!!!!!!!! I WILL USE MY COLT 45 ON YOU IF YOU INSULT TEKKEN AGAIN, BITCH!!!!!! TEKKEN IS THE GREATEST GAME ON THE FACE OF THE EARTH AND DESERVES TO BE IN THE HALL OF FAME OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA AND THE JAPANESE HALL OF FAME BECAUSE IT IS WAY TOO GOOD OF A GAME TO BE INSULTED LIKE THAT, BITCH!!!!!! TEKKEN RULES AND DESERVES TO BE TREATED WITH RESPECT!!!!!! TEKKEN WILL BE WORTH THE PRICE OF GOLD ONE DAY, YOU'LL SEE!!!!
by Jin Kazama March 13, 2005
A great band but not the best band. Down with the sickness, Prayer, and Numb are the only ones I really like. Disturbed is excellent but nothing really spectacular and amazing even though in my definition of down with the sickness i put the best band in the world I wasn't thinking at that time but now I have come to realize that they aren't really that good but are great.
by Jin Kazama April 23, 2005
by Jin Kazama March 28, 2005
They were cool until they started to censor cuss words and changed hosts...If they hear me "Please change back to freehostz and then start cussing again so you can be awesome yet again!!!"
by Jin Kazama March 25, 2005
A white, often male, person who is attempting to mimic an African-American who likes Hip-Hop and R&B. Often a disgrace to many African-Americans and an outcast.
wigger: yo wassup honey, wanna hitch a ride to mah crib, baby?
girl: Umm....no? look i don't have time for this. *walks away*
wigger: well ive met girls way bettah than you. I have dozens waitin fah me at dat pimp crib of mine.
girl: Umm....no? look i don't have time for this. *walks away*
wigger: well ive met girls way bettah than you. I have dozens waitin fah me at dat pimp crib of mine.
by Jin Kazama February 22, 2005