new song Electromagnetic Stealth Girl Born In Philadelphia in the cameillia playlist. 

Hey! I love SAO, Anime in general, im pretty good at Beatsaber and i like OSU!, i also love Music, my brother, Genshin impact, sniping, undertale, my Brother, silver(Ag) and Ironlights. Also Im the leader of the Silverscope Mafia in Rec room. its a service/mafia thing. go check it out. i follow anyone who follows me.
 
My friend has some music so make sure to go check him out!
https://soundcloud.com/user-14855314 he is also the orange stick figure next to me.(Im red)

and 𝒜𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑒 here has some pretty nice stuff so consider checking her out and follow!    https://soundcloud.com/umiuta

oculus name: haysfam4.   Cosmic head for pic. 
genshin uid: 644400452
Ironlights custom battle tag:    allgood
just message me what time if you live near. if you dont, send a friend request and ill look into it. 
Rec room name: Silverbro.     i have a detailed skull for my pic.

age: ask

fav color: red.

fav flower: red plum blossom

fav weapon: broad sword and katana. 

fav food: orange chicken

fav animal: felis catus. 

fav drinks: cream soda and strawberry milk. 

fav games: dodgeball and im a champion in mercy. (the pain game) 5.2 years undefeated!😜https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mercy_(game) click "did you mean: mercy (game)"

fav holiday: valentines day 😘

fav anime character: kazuto kirigia.

fav gun: stayer HS 50

i have a running speed of 13.5 mph.

i did Brazilian jujitsu with my brother for about 2 years.

my brother and i, did wrestling for 4 days and had to go to the tournament and we got destroyed.

i like people who don't judge me or others.

i dont like to judge people.

i like to help.

i have a very good friend. he is thefearninja. 

i know a few digits of pi, 3.14159265358979323846264338327950288
419716939937510. only 51. haven't gotten to 100 yet...

I love chemistry and the periodic table.

here is a slide about hu tao because i got c1 in the 3.5 update so i made this for people who dont know how to use her.
https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1g6s36WpMywaxNaHOHfPxHWXT9jVc0pbYSmfXRjKU2Ww/edit#slide=id.g1d983d0e438_0_0
and here is a little story i had made. excuse me if its cringe. 

Just another dream
By: Cole Hays

This story is based off of my actual accumulation of lucid REM episodes.

Its 11:00 pm, Kaden is at Connors house at a sleepover probably playing Jackbox Party Pack 7 or Mario Kart 8 Deluxe. My mother had told me to go to bed, So I went to my room after saying good night. But right as I thought I was about to fall asleep an hour or so later, there was a mumbling coming from downstairs. It sounded like someone saying "EY WHATCHU DOIN" in a strangely low pitched voice. Like they were trying to get someone's attention. I started to feel nervous as It didn't sound like anyone in our family. I decided to get out of bed to desperately grab the sheath from my plastic replica of tanjiro's katana because I didn't have a light to check out what the sound was and it was a good heavy weapon. Way better than the flimsy blade it covered.  As I was going down the stairs, I felt the instinct to wrap my arms around my head in fear after I heard a crack! Then another one after a thud. It's too dark to see anything but I already know where everything is. and it stinks down here. It smells like a moist, musty, stomach churning metallic smell. I'm wondering what that smell is when I see someone standing in the living room with something in their hand looking at a pile of something on the floor by the wall. They were as tall as me so I assumed it was an adult with a bat or something. In a pitiful attempt to intimidate them, I said
"EY WHATCHU DOIN!" in a low voice realizing that it sounded familiar. Startled, they turned around and raised their weapon to hit me, with full strength, I cracked them upside the head and the sheath broke in half. The person then fell back into the wall groaning in pain. As they fell into the moonlight, I saw him, and who he was. But before I could react to it, I had already plunged the sharp, broken sheath down his gaping mouth, tearing back out through his neck. He lay there squirming. Blood began to spatter from his mouth as he coughed and choked. Standing there shocked in awe from what was happening, I was unable to move at all. Nor cry, or laugh, or have any feelings except curiosity. At this point I didn't know what to expect. So I grabbed the sheth and yanked it, trying to pull it from the corpse. He went up with it and there was gargling as it slowly slid out from his mouth. The floor is wet. All of a sudden, I heard someone behind me saying, 
"EY WHATCHU DOIN!" it sounded cringey hearing it the 3rd time. Startled and not knowing what to do, I turned around to hit them when they broke whatever they were holding on my head. I stumbled back and hit the wall. 
"AAAHH" I said. Then I got to see the beautiful moon one last time before he jabbed the broken weapon down my throat. I felt it scrape against the wall behind me as it penetrated the back of my neck. I felt the blood rushing down my esophagus into my lungs. I coughed and squirmed but didn't try to pull it out because I knew that this was the end. There was no point trying to. After what seemed like an eternity, I finally lay on the pile, the pile of me. Not moving, not breathing, I felt my body going numb, as if I was dunked in a vat of perchloric acid. But right before I went, I thought I heard someone saying,
"EY WATCHU DOIN!" and it all went black. A second later, I open my eyes and I'm a little kid again. Weak and scrawny. I'm standing in front of the door that goes to our garage. But I didn't see any mowers or any garage. Instead, I found a whole fair kind of thing. There were people everywhere practicing their performance for when they open to the public. There were people taking turns jumping on a super trampoline with a thin spike in the middle and there was also a play being rehearsed where one person would get beheaded in battle. There were people with mostly dangerous tools like swords, throwing knives, throwing stars as big as your head, darts and more. Kaden was there as well, he wanted to go out but I didn't think it was a good idea. As we finally went out there, we were walking around when we stumbled across this person that looked dirty and malnourished and without a shirt. His hands were tied up to the top of this rotting wooden steak in the ground. It was holding him up as he was crying and pleading for mercy. I tried to talk to him but before I could muster a sound from my mouth, a four pointed throwing star smashed into the back of his head. He was laying there limp, his head was dripping blood. Then the owner came to us because we were the first people to just wander in here. He was about 6,5 and he was obese with a short beard. He smelled like a barbecued steak and dirty mechanical oil. he asked,
"Hey boys, how do you like it here?" to which i said,
"It's pretty good sir!" i didn't have any control over what i said just then but after i said it, i motioned Kaden to get out of here but he didn't want to go. He thought the man was nice. I said,
"Ay welp we uh better get goin now, it was nice to meet you."
"Woah little man, where are you going? There's still so much to look at." The man then grabbed Kadens head and yanked it around to the carnage he had set up. Then, he forced his head upward to look at the 	tightrope about 50 ft above us.  It was made of a very thin metal wire. The people were holding a weighted pole and they were barefoot. One of them was already walking across it, the wire cutting into their feet. When they got to the end of it, a certain few of them were supposed to jump off into a hole where a net sat,  under the set. But they had to act like it was an accident by holding onto the wire with their arms or hands. It was too high up for a crowd to see the blood lines forming on their feet with every step. Or the nails in their jaw keeping it shut so they can't vocalize any pain. That would scare off the people. No one could know that it was all real. It was just an old regular horror circus. No harm in that right? The technology was too underdeveloped for robots to attempt these feats. And the man needed money. Of course if anyone tried to disobey, or even yet escape, his guards would fire tasers at them. And punish them… then the man tore at Kadens head, ripping it from the front back so he could be alive until his neck snapped. 
"No!" I said, "HEY!!! STOP!" I grabbed the man's arms trying to pull them apart, but he was so strong that I almost couldn't even slow him down. I then bit a chunk out of his arm and it filled my whole mouth. He yelled and screamed in pain as I tried to dig the meat chunk out of my mouth that was keeping me from breathing. When I got it out, Kaden was already making the floor wet as he laid there. I started crying as I looked at him, then the man on the floor holding his arm. I saw Kaden respawn? In the corner of my eye inside the house. His body was also gone. I ran inside with him. 
"Come on! We gotta go!" I said, I grabbed his arm and pulled him with me across the kitchen and through the living room, then out the front door where we ran to our neighbors house down the road. We had to stop because it was different for some reason. We were in the middle of this desert where there was only a rotten, wooden house. I didn't want to disturb the 2 grandparents inside because I knew they would kill us if we were out here. How did I know? No idea, but Kaden and I started to walk past the front door in the yellow sand, when the door flew open and under a tenth of a second, a series of metal blades severed all of our joints leaving perfect slices of our torsos. wrists, palms with no fingers, feet with no toes, and every limb of 2 people that had died together bled out in the sand. A little bit later, I'm standing back in front of the door with Kaden, ready for anything. Being a slight overthinker, I thought of any way that we could avoid death in this situation. Maybe if we move slowly, then we won't be sensed. So I inform Kaden not to move until I get in line with him so I am between him and the house, so that he can mimic my movements and not mess up so the grandparents wouldn't see him. As we moved, we could not be visibly moving so we had to move so slowly that every step took about 20 seconds, when Kaden lost his balance, and fell. 
A barrage of darts started flying and sticking into his legs. As he screamed, the barrage moved up his body, he was rolling all around trying to escape it. The darts just kept coming, puncturing his lungs, going past his rib cage, and finally a few cracked his skull and he died. For the 3rd time. I was shocked, scared, and nervous. But I had to remember all the times I've seen him die, either because of someone else, or me. Slowly beheaded in an elevator inside the chimney as i tried to pull him out, burned to death by a laser while trying to escape a crazy robot, drowned in a pool under a raft, having his head snapped backwards, and me slicing and cutting at him in the bathroom with a knife as he cries and pleads for me to stop when i can't. When I have no control over my actions, I tell him to be quiet against my will, crying as I watch him bleed and turn pale as I cut his limbs off. But this time, he didn't come back. I was filled with rage. As I moved again, my shaking was too much and the grandpa pulled me into the house with lightning speed. He locked the door and they both tried to catch me but I dodged them and I got to the window which was hard to open and was almost too small to fit through. I was halfway out when they caught me again and I stayed the night until the time was right. I was starving and beginning to lose my mind every time I got put back into that slaughterhouse. I snuck down the stairs to the door, unlocked it, and I was in the sand! Scrambling to go as fast as I could with the cuts I got from the glass of my previous attempts to escape. They saw me and exited the house to get me back in there so they could finish mentally destroying me. 
"YES!" I said, running to the other side of the door, and I looked behind me. For 1 second I saw what was left of Kaden as they feasted on him before I felt a tap on my shoulder. 
"Hey boo boo, you want some toast?" It was my dad. 
"Yah sure." I said. It's 7:34am. Just another dream I guess. Anyway, What is it today? Friday?  Welp i better get ready for school. I thought as I got out of bed.
The end.