JAHBRADORI have only recently become aware of X_Ankilla. How long he has been in this psychotic state? Don't have any hate towards the guy, just hope he gets help soon.
"The XKILLA Dynasty Truly began in 1994 on December 4th, Christ*(opher) was born. A Happy Blonde Child who loved to Catch Snakes in the Local Creek. His first pets were 2 Ball Pythons names ET & JC due to their Scale Patterning in those Letters. Growing up he idolized Steve Irwin and Jeff Corwin, Dreaming of becoming a Herpetologist when he grew older. He didn't understand why people hated Reptiles...He thought Only if they KNEW. He Loved to Draw just like his Mother who was an accomplished Artist herself. He grew up in the Roman Catholic Community in Cincinnati Ohio, in a Black & White Ranch in a Middle Class Neighborhood. But Growing up was very Displeased with the Rules of the Church and their use of Guilt & Shame his community used and followed, However, He still (unwillingly) attended Church EVERY Sunday with his Family until College. In 6th Grade with the Church's BoyScout Troop, XKILLA first goes Skiing. A Wonderful Thrilling Personal Experience, which opened his eyes forever. Throughout Late Grade School he had issues with Bullies. This Troubled him. He didn't want to Fight, But felt he Had to at Some point. High School was a Very Uncertain Time in his Life, Full of New Experiences, New Friends, New Love, New Bullies, and New hurt.... He Left High School Almost Completely Friendless, but He Liked Skiing Deeply. In College he was Immediately an Outcast. Solo Dollo. Unable to really see Eye to Eye with the other kids. The Heart Ache of Past Failed Relationships, Damning Isolation, and Exclusion from peer groups All twisted his Head into a Bed of Depression that, Unbeknownst to him, his Unhealthy Lifestyle had laid for him. He Doesn't Remember Much from Sophomore Year. He just remembers being unhappy, alone, and angry. Things didn't Line up. People's Behaviors didn't Line up with their few words they begrudgingly let slip. He tried to Escape as much as Possible during this Time. His Family grew concerned. But nothing they offered helped. Just mere Distractions from the Real World our Protagonist began to piece together.
by Winter of 2015, SOMETHING WAS VERY WRONG. The Day After Celebrating his 21st Birthday by getting BLACKOUT DRUNK, he had the Scariest Panic Attack of his Life, Leaving him Disgusted with Life, A true FUCK THIS SHIT ATTITUDE. Later he was Kicked out of his childhood home during Winter break by his Brother Michael for Leaving Sunday Mass 5 Minutes Early to go skiing. The Family wanted him out. It was a DARK TIME. Filled with Frustration, Anger, Confusion, He Focused on Skiing and Won 1st Place in The Nick Goepper Annual Pro Rail Jam at Perfect North Slopes. This Saved his Life, but that's a Later Story. Later that School Year He Felt Worthless. He Accidently Cut his Finger Deeply with a Kitchen Knife while cooking Dinner. It Hurt. It Bled a LOT. But it Felt like SOMETHING. ANYTHING. It felt VALIDATING. He continued to sit in his Dark College Apartment Room for Days ALONE. Just Pushing on the Wound. Thinking of How Delicious the Pain Felt. He was Scared of the Dark. But the Light Disgusted him. So in the Dark he Remained. Nightly Panic Attacks, Cold Sweat Nightmares. The only Hope he had was Drawing. He would sit at his Desk for 7 hours straight and Draw and Listen to Lana Del Ray's Born to Die album, wishing he could Pour out his Love to a Woman who loved him. Listening to Travis Scott's The Rodeo, He Drifted into THC Frenzies fraught with Dreams Echoing 'LaFlame, The Words is Yours.' He Endlessly Thought about The Black Void of Suicide. It Scared him, But The Silver Lining of Life on the Edge he LUSTED OVER.
One day during Senior Year. He was Leaning Back in his Chair Staring out the Window. And it Hit him. (A Vision of him Doing a Cork 7 Tail on #5 at Keystone.) From this he was given the Deep Echoing Inspiration to SAY! "I'M GOING TO DO WHAT I WANT AND SAY WHAT I WANT, AND IF I RUIN MY LIFE BY DOING SO, ILL JUST KILL MYSELF," He Gave Himself the Biggest Goal he Could think of. Something that couldnt be Done in a year or two, But would Take 5, NO! 10! So he said, "I'm going to be a CULTURE DEFINING SKIER." And from that Moment, He Solidified The XKILLA Dynasty.
(Learning about Detoxing and a Fruit Diet was also a HUGE Event for me because that actually CURED my BiPolar Disorder.)
