<table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" align="CENTER" bordercolor="#333333" width="350"> <tr> <td> <div align="center"> <a href="http://www.pyrrha.org/pulp"><img border=0 align="CENTER" width=300 height=107 src="http://www.pyrrha.org/pulp/char/pumpkinbanner.jpg" alt="What Pulp Fiction Character Are You?"></a> .</div> <br>You talk fast, you think fast, you act fast. Stop. Calm Down. Drink some decaf and go back to hitting up liquor stores. <br> <br> <p>Take the <a href="http://www.pyrrha.org/pulp">What Pulp Fiction Character Are You?</a> quiz.</p> </td> </tr> </table>
Marsellius Wallace (sp?) - I'm on the mutha****a! Damn, but the gimp was on me.. No, I'm not ok. Do I look ok? Your name alone strikes fear into others; but maybe, just maybe, there's a little vulnerability and weakness beneath that stoic, fierce exterior of yours.
I'm Koons- "I hid this hunk of metal up my ass for two years." You're paranoid, and perhaps a bit whacked. Your life experience has made you an introvert. Though you're a true friend, who retains promises and the past in the palm of your hand, you need to let it go -- staying anal retentive forever is not the anwer.
re·ten·tive ( P ) Pronunciation Key (r-tntv) adj. Having the quality, power, or capacity of retaining. a·nal ( P ) Pronunciation Key (nl) adj. Of, relating to, or near the anus. That description really fits! (Koons - not your Mr. Clutch)
<table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" align="center" bordercolor="#333333" width="350"> <tr> <td> <div align="center"><a href="http://www.pyrrha.org/pulp"><img border=0 align="center" width=300 height=107 src="http://www.pyrrha.org/pulp/char/esmareldabanner.jpg" alt="What Pulp Fiction Character Are You?"></a>. </div> <p> You're a hardworking individual enshrouded by an overwhelming sense of mystery, beauty, and intrigue. Though always on the go, you keep focused, helping - often rapturing - those you meet. <br> <br> Take the <a href="http://www.pyrrha.org/pulp">What Pulp Fiction Character Are You?</a> quiz.</p> </td> </tr> </table> I forgot about this character.
<table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" align="CENTER" bordercolor="#333333" width="350"> <tr> <td> <div align="center"> <a href="http://www.pyrrha.org/pulp"><img border=0 align="CENTER" width=300 height=107 src="http://www.pyrrha.org/pulp/char/julesbanner.jpg" alt="What Pulp Fiction Character Are You?"></a> .</div> <br> You don't tolerate ****. The .45 you carry in you pocket is scary, but your words are the real threat, especially when you decide to get Biblical. Try to take it easy, but maintain that edge of yours, which tends to keep people wary in your presence. <br> <br> <p>Take the <a href="http://www.pyrrha.org/pulp">What Pulp Fiction Character Are You?</a> quiz.</p> </td> </tr> </table>
Butch. Tired of being underappreciated and manipulated by powerful "others," you fight back. Though possesssing a cold, violent outside, you have a soft, scentimental inside. You love your partner, you cherish family heirlooms, and you want nothing more than to be geniunely happy -- but you don't mind having to kill a couple of nimrods who happen to clutter your path. Butch Rules! Zed's dead baby!
Your name alone strikes fear into others; but maybe, just maybe, there's a little vulnerability and weakness beneath that stoic, fierce exterior of yours.
<img src="http://www.pyrrha.org/pulp/char/lancebanner.jpg"> <br>Your inner child screams for cartoons and sugary cereals, but your adult tastes love the buzz of quality mind altering substances. Sooner or later, you're going to have to grow up, at least a bit. <br> <br> Take the <a href="http://www.pyrrha.org/pulp">What Pulp Fiction Character Are You?</a> quiz
<img src="http://www.pyrrha.org/pulp/char/vincebanner.jpg" <br>An Elvis man, you like you women dangerous and your steaks bloody. You often get wrapped up in landscapes and fail to realize the danger you put yourself into. Don't get cocky, and don't get caught. It might be good to lay off the drugs every once in a while. Just a suggestion. Sweet. "You know what they call a Quarter Pounder in Paris?"