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| Friday, March 16th, 2007 | | 7:45 pm |
| | Sunday, September 3rd, 2006 | | 3:12 am |
R.I.P. Sam De Vera, 2:00 P.M. September 2, 2006. Current Mood:  stressed | | Sunday, July 16th, 2006 | | 12:01 pm |
.. Go Figure.
 As Neville, you may be shy and clumsy, but you are loyal, gentle and generous, admired for your easy going nature. Took this out on impulse. Mostly Huffle Puff (-_-) Anyways, my dad's determined to put the dog down soon, and... feeling fairly crappy, understatement aside. =The monthly lj update. | | Sunday, June 25th, 2006 | | 4:24 pm |
| | Saturday, June 10th, 2006 | | 11:33 pm |
Random Update
Uhhh.... Just tried chocolate syrup with some orange/banana/pineapple juice. Wasn't bad, but wasn't the greatest experiance. Yea. | | Thursday, June 8th, 2006 | | 6:36 pm |
| | Friday, June 2nd, 2006 | | 10:53 pm |
The Sad Techie
"I spent the next ten years in an orphanage in Baltimore, being raped repeatedly by one of the older men..." The only line of my monologue that was cut out. Damn. It was cut for explictness.. it didn't help either that I was making a humping motion along with it. Oh well, that aside, I've been happy at the successful play. Michael Huxford and Amanda Marzo were simply awesome, the 'cheating scene' with Bethany and Joshua freaking hilarious, and of course, our very own Jesus just being her God-like glorious self. Great night, great night. Could've been better of course, and this is the Senior's last show... so, I was glad that my parents at least recorded this one. So many things went wrong on my end.. I kept on losing this one strange tool that I had no idea what it was really used for, and the screw in my eye glasses popped out, so, had to improv that the glasses were broken for play purposes. If that's a shock, then, I did my job well. Thanks for the support at the show, guys, the cast was basically in top-form tonight. Senior Salute! 'Night, and good luck to all with Sat's tommorow! Current Mood:  satisfied | | Monday, May 29th, 2006 | | 9:36 pm |
| | Tuesday, May 16th, 2006 | | 8:29 pm |
More Chinese-Related RPing For Your Amusement
Well, this is spurring on after the assassination of Shou Young. Now for a continuation, and an added twist. There may be some confusion, but I hope its fairly clear... if it's just "" then it's either Yuan Shu or Jin Long speaking.. otherwise, it'll have a name by it. Some pieces of the story may be missing, as I'm not including any of the other RPer's posts, but, as it is, my posts are more or less responses to theirs, anyways. ( Read more... ) Current Mood:  restless | | Thursday, May 11th, 2006 | | 9:23 pm |
Mein Teil: A Short Story, Part 1
The following is a rather graphic story that I'm creating, based on the song of Mein Teil, which was created by the German group, Rammstein. I do not recommend anyone with a particularly weak stomach to read this, as I to intend and hope to make it explicit, but, if you do, I'd appreciate remarks of criticizim, as it'll help increase the telling of future stories, and perhaps this one included, as it goes along. Some explanations are left out on purpose, for all who get confused. Enjoy. Note: I personally feel its in a crappy form, as, I did write this early this morning at around 2:00.. ( Read more... ) | | Tuesday, May 9th, 2006 | | 4:11 am |
| | Sunday, May 7th, 2006 | | 4:09 am |
Rammstein - Too Much Teutonic?
I've been listening to nothing but Rammstein these past few days... this concerns me. It's not the fact that I enjoy listening to people singing in a heavy grunge voice in a language I don't understand, or even the fact that it's lyrics are mildly disturbing. We've been going over World War II, and Adolph Hitler... that, plus Rammstein = Possible Germanic Sympathies?... Oh dammit, lol. On the bright side, I played through my first session of WoW, using my friend's account, while over at my cousin's house. I got his level 15 Undead Warlock up to level 16 by grinding in the Orc's quest area of "The Burning Blades" with those fanatics in there... although I was told by his friends that questing is "a bazillion times faster". Found the experiance to be very teaching in proficiencies... also, got his staves proficiency up to 75 (wonderful night) Bad News: Now that I have officially earned my keep, and got him some pretty cool items in the process, with about 11-13 soul shards, I come to this dilema: -I can only play it only when I go to my cousin's house, his house, or an Internet Cafe/Howie's. -My friend, Cody, plays on Boulderfist (PvP). -The account I'm on is on Proudmoore (PvE). -The Twisting Nether (RPP) ('Nuff said). -I know I'm going to end up playing on all of them, so leveling will be horrendous, but probably at a very relaxed style. -Need to determine what I'll be playing as [Proudmoore is no problem, I'll be leveling up his character when he isn't playing], [For boulderfist, probably going to be Orc, but nothing else is determined.], [Twisting Nether... from request, it seems I may play as a Night Elf, so, deciding between Priest, Hunter, or Warrior, and name variants of Therissel, Rogethos, Rorarion, Telvar, Tevlar, Tavlar, Thorisel, Andailor.] Yea... g'night. Current Mood:  amused | | Thursday, April 27th, 2006 | | 7:38 pm |
Periodic Update and Movie Review
Yea.... I don't use this thing as much, but then, hw, hw, hw... and procrastination doesn't exactly help. Bah, but before I can continue: Julia, thank you for the e-mail, and Stephanie, thank you for the Rammstein music link. Listening to it too much, perhaps, but, lol, its good to listen to something in heavy contrast to what I'm working on, lol. The movie (Silent Hill) was good. I really liked the symbolism in the story, which was probably what made it so good in my book. But, here, I think I should clarify my beliefs on some of the things (btw, the names may be inaccurate, but, I'm doing this to be best of my memory... yes, I regret not doing this sooner): >b /b<
Small Fire Demons: These are the things that Rose was first chased by, as she went down those stairs, and the siren first rang out. It is not known what they can do, but, from the torn apart, but still alive guy in the jumpsuit, who's entrails were hanging out of him, it can be safely assumed that they will tear you apart. This is a symbolization of the fires that consumed Valessa's body, over that huge criss-crossed fire pit those fanatically evil cult-like 'christians' were, as it tore her flesh apart. In the same manner, Valessa created these demons to do the same to everyone else that they would encounter... to share in pain, and to show her wrath and vengence.
Fire/Ash Vomiting Demons: Demons that, after a while of churning the fiery liquids in their body, will spit this incessently burning fire on you, that destroyed the police woman's helmet and vest. Evidentally, a shot to the head can, and will kill them... showing that the demons are indeed vulnerable, but definetly numerous. This demon is a representitive of how the fire would melt away her flesh, burning it away, the counter-part to the small fire demons. Painful, yes, but not as numerous, it would seem... although, as more and more came down from the hill... it can only be guessed that Valessa's pain increased heavily, as all of her flesh was virtually burned away, until, there was nothing. Apparently, its so hot, its almost acid like..
Blind Guy: Okay, I forgot this guy's name, but this is the guy who evidentally raped Valessa. He's blindfolded, his legs tied up behind him with wires, and crawls on the fleshy, dead floor using his hands. Apparently, whatever he touches turns his enviroment into a fleshy, pus-pulsing thing, and flicks his tongue around for unknown reasons (smells things like a snake, maybe?). Undoubtly, death is the only thing this guy brings, but his way of attacking... it feels so evil, it's like violating everything around him, the same way he violated Valessa. A... 'perversion of his surroundings' if you will, blinded by his evil deeds, perhaps?...
Small Carniverous Demon Bugs: It only takes one person to begin the tumble of an avalanche... these are a representive of the townsfolk, and how they will destroy anything that their wills are directed to. Of course, they need direction most of the time, although they are fairly evil on their own (think of how small kids belittle others when they don't know what they're doing is mean... compared to an organized riot). Who organizes these bugs? The affectionatly named "Pyriamid Man".
Pyriamid Man: Slow and lumbering in its huge strides, strong, and suprisingly fast, it is a demon whose face we cannot see. In the movie, it uses its huge sword to cut through buildings and hunt down its victims/prey, wherein, it lets the bugs dispose of the flesh, after its done hewing those in its path. What does this symbolize? Blindness in vinidiction. Once vindicated as prey, Rose and the cop woman had to run from this person, until it was warded off by the blinded prayers of the people in their... 'sanctuary'. Pyriamid Man can be viewed also as the villagers, except in a more hateful, more organized fashion, somewhat like the leading priestess of their little church cult, more then anything.
Faceless Nurses: Okay... they charge at you like seductive lap dancers at a strip bar... and they have no faces. Right. Tell me, am I the only one to notice the suggestiveness of the way they walked? It made me laugh, if memory serves me correctly. I don't have a real solid idea for this... but, from what I can tell, the constant slashing movements, the strikes to kill made by these nurses was probably the pain felt by Valessa before, during, and after surgery. Being 'put under the knife'. So... why are they blind, you ask? Perhaps it is a symbolism to their blindness to how much further pain they put her through, how scared she felt, as she was put into a 'sleep' state of mind, with their sedations, or something along those lines.
Bloody Eyes, Pupiless Nurse: Because she's constantly weeping tears... we can possibly assume that this is the self-pity that Valessa feels for herself, and how much pain she's really in, not being able to move her body or anything. No more kindness for this nurse... only sorrow and self-pity.
Birds: Whenever everything goes to hell, the birds freak out and go to the sanctuary. This could possibly play along the lines that, if an EMP wave were to happen on a massive scale, the electric things that work in a bird's mind would malfunction, and make it die. So, if they're in another dimension, and in another frequency, could they be able to detect..?
Evil Little Girl Valessa: Okay, she easily stated it in the movie: She's the evil side of Valessa. She said that 'she is the Reaper', and thus it is, that she, the true evil within Valessa, killed everyone, although, it can be hard to tell who is who... and possibly... both of these Valessa, since all the goodness is all hidden away in Sharon... both are maybe... the same?
Valessa: By now, she's pretty pissed. She's been trapped in a body that can't move, is in constant pain, we can guess, or else, lost all her nerves in the fire, possibly through third-degree burns... ah, yes... This is her as herself, except, the evil little girl is somewhat like a director in the way they kill people in the final massacre of the movie. It is she, who puts the leading cultist woman to a fierce violation, first, holding her limbs so that she can do nothing but writhe with her body. Then, pushing the barbed wires up her *bleep*, and literally, tearing her apart, a quentiscential outlook of how 'rape' feels like, before splitting her in half... Stephanie has already made clear to me that the equivalent of that would be having that same barbed wire twisted around my dick, and then have it blasted apart into pieces before my very eyes... I shudder as I even type that. Also, Valessa seems to have put Sharon and Rose into this... alternate dimension.
Sharon: At the end of the movie... she seems evil, yes? She was spoken of as "the last vestige of goodness in Valessa's heart". And it is probably because of her that Rose was able to stay alive... otherwise, Valessa's nightmare would've been complete, and the outrage she would've felt... probably would've killed everyone in an instant, the evil bitterness and vengence maybe enough to do something. But, at the end of the movie, Evil Valessa smiles at her... but it doesn't show what happens afterwords. Perhaps... now that the 'pure good' has no more need... good and evil can become one and become whole again? Definetly baited sequel material by the director. Also, how is she only 6 years old when Valessa's about 30? Only answer could be an 'alternate dimension' or else, a really, horribly thought through storyline.
Alternate Dimension?: Some have hypothesized that where they are, where the gray clouds are constantly blowing is limbo or purgatory. Then, how could you die... wouldn't you be visibly taken away by angels or demons, or something, and not constantly terrorized? Others say that this is "Valessa's Nightmare", and that, Valessa stated that no one in it will ever escape it, as in, a place commited by all of her focused anger, that she, 'psychichly' created this place... and since this is a movie, I think this may be the best one to come up with, because, if your in another 'dimension', then, your exactly where you are, except, in another frequency, someone else who looks exactly like you, or something along those lines... is there, in that branch in the past where you did something different... something for every frequency. Even with the sins commited against her done, it appears that even then, Sharon and Rose won't be coming home any time soon, but note that the cars begin working again, as Valessa has already used Rose... possibly as a thank you? So then, what will happen next, now that they're stuck in this world? If I am correct, then, due to all of this controversy, such as what I saw over in EB games right after the movie, after everyone initially said "IT SUCKED", they began arguing about what things ment and the what not...
Oh yea... the director was evil, leaving us with that cliffhanger. The end result: SEQUEL. Next year, two-three years from now... it'll possibly be another trilogy, or however many movies as they make games.
Review: 7-8
Not a bad movie.. the reactions were pretty damn real enough, and I can imagine acting in a similar, if not more so manner... Some things didn't make sense in dialogue... but otherwise... it was a solid 'rent-it' movie. There's a higher 'gross' factor then a 'AHHH' factor, and it isn't really "The Ring" material, but, it does well with what it has to work with.
End of Movie Review!
After that, nothing really happened, and we all went to Barnes a Noble, hung out, and then, everyone went their seperate ways. The weekend was boring on my end, having to work on a project. The only other days of interest was on Wednesday, yesterday:
-I got the part of "Sad Techie", an essentially emo-ish techie that attempts to kill himself... I'll be working alongside Julia, A.K.A. Jesus/Ted. Excited about that, and just about have the lines memorized (not much, and I just about have the monologue down, so I'm happy.)
-Day of Silence for GSA, which was the spur of controversy. I saw mixed results, but I didn't side for or against anyone... No, that's a lie. I supported Julia for what she was doing, but I didn't support the thing itself... I'm neutral on this matter. It was kinda funny though, as, the guys in Weight Lifting class were talking as I walked by, I heard them comment on "How stupid, and how much gayer this would make gays", in obvious contrast with everyone I saw with you guys during lunch, who was wearing Duct Tape. Ah well..
Nothing more to write about (well, probably is more, but I'm far too lazy/tired feeling right now). Going to finish up some things and go to sleep... 'night.
Current Mood:  lazy | | Thursday, April 20th, 2006 | | 12:25 am |
Well, it insists that I must post this in my journal... and who am I to deny it of its enrapturing glory!? Respond with your name, and... 1. i'll respond with something random i like about you. 2. i'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you. 3. i'll name something we should do together. 4. i'll say something that only makes sense to you and me (or just me). 5. i'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you. 6. i'll leave you a quote that is somehow appropriate to you. 7. i'll ask you something that i've always wondered about you. 8. If i do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. Current Mood:  tired | | Monday, April 17th, 2006 | | 8:37 pm |
Bah...
I said I intended on using Live Journal to rant, right? Alright, here goes... Okay. I didn't use Spring Break to its fullest potential in finishing hw, much like the rest of you. I must note however, that I still have a project that is due in about 2-4 days (depending on how fast or slow the presenters are...), and I'm still in my permanent state of lethargic tiredness. My dog is a heavy matter on my mind. I feel like dad's been trying to find any excuse he can to put him down. 'Been fighting tooth and bone to make sure my little bro stays alive. Hell, when it was supposedly predetermined that he was to die this week or last week, I tried calling out to him, and ended up choking up. Dammit, I love that dog too much. At any rate, I've been lucky enough to keep him alive, and make sure he stays active, thus prolonging his life. He doesn't show many signs of suffering, except for the fact that the cancer on his right arm makes him limp, and he is obviously favoring it. That aside, he's no different, and I'm pretty damned sure he has a year or two or so in him left. In other words, when we were going on a trip to visit my brother, the day after, over in Santa Barbera, it wasn't a happy trip, with my parents arguing about something stupid, and I was showing very similar signs to Holden, via "Catcher in the Rye" (and may I mention, he's incredibly emo for a boy his age... that, and his horrible grammer stirs up something incredible frustration on my end). I was in a snappy mood, complaining a lot, that junk. Bah, lol. So, until I fell asleep half-way on the drive there, everything became pretty quiet. Strong feeling that my parents could sense how pissed I was.. a lot of their questions were a lot more gentler, which I put off with a curt response. You know, the general 'teenage, hormone-induced' sarcasm. 'Tis a huge factor in why I hold... a high amount of dislike for my parents. But, the mood cheered up again, and even as we were walking in Santa Barbera, just exploring the place, in one of the stores we visited/I was dragged into/I followed them half-willingly into, found a good, aromatic smelling candles... bought two "Japanese Quints". One for Julia :) and the other for the household. After that, we drove off over to the place that my bro works at, and got to see his employer, the initial stuff they were planning, and a few other interesting things. Would've loved to have seen the metal carver in action, seeing the metal shreds all over the interior of this machine we spotted there, but we then began heading out, over to this recommended restraunt. It took a while, but... found it. You know the day couldn't end all 'happy' of course. As I said before, my dad was/is bent on finding things to say about Sam that really just... screws up my mood. And even my brother is for it, just so long as they feel its time, but they both fail to realize that maybe they should check up on Sam, wait a few days, take care of him, as best as possible, etc. etc, BEFORE you put an animal down. 'Got so pissed off, I stopped eating, period. I just told them straight out to let me get a handle over my emotions... so, when we were driving over to my brother's new apartment, and it still hadn't cleared up, and they were still telling me things as if I was an ignorant little, unknowingly selfish child on 'whether an animal should be put down if its quality of life sucks'. Clarification: I am aware of the crap going on, although I'm normally too lazy to show it. I am aware of the fact that Sam may need to be put down, the reasons why, etc., hence the reason why I kept silent, because secretly, and albeit selfishly, even if Sam does have to suffer, I'd rather keep him alive, just so long as he's still able to eat (if your able to eat, you can still walk around, if you can still walk around, you can still be active). Eventually got over it, after quietly telling my brother and mother about that... and yea, just cooled off from there. So much for pent-up rage, eh? Two things, a meeting with friends over at Ted's never happened, because Eric Bargamann failed to mention that he would be gone on that day because he was heading to Italy (okay, I'm in his Power Walking class [I'm not proud of that], but although I knew he was going to Italy, he forgot to mention that it was going to be happening on a day he wouldn't be here, so I put everything else out of my mind, lmao..). Then, Friday, Cody Dye never called, in regards with his B-Day, so, two consecutive dissappointments in a row. Was able to avoid having a hair cut, until Connor Hartman's B-Day on Saturday, and saw Devin Dye, and hoped to give Cody his belated present then, since he was supposed to come as well, but... he couldn't make it, and I forgot to give the present to Devin, to give to Cody. Ah well. Ended up playing Halo, seeing Connor slowly get addicted to one of his presents, World of Warcraft (he plays on proudmoore), gave him a WoW gift card, and meet with a few old friends, such as Ophia, from last year, who apparently now lives in Las Vegas. All that aside... \I AM STILL INCREDIBLY PISSED ABOUT HOW SHORT THAT ASIAN WOMAN CUT MY HAIR. Oh yes, and did I mention that because of the stubbornness of my Marine Ecology teacher that I had to get a waiver, thus forcing me to turn in the regristratration form late? What's more... I forgot to do that all the week before Spring Break, and I literally had my heart thumping in worry over it all this morning (including the time when I was still doing hw before I went to sleep). But anyways... that's my day. It's a rushed out explanation, I suppose. Lmao... ah... that feels better now.. Current Mood:  anxious | | Thursday, April 13th, 2006 | | 11:33 pm |
Yea.... the first journal log. Righteous. Sorry, I haven't been able to do stuff with this much, but if I understand correctly, this uses 'tags'... so I'm hoping this turns out alright. I'll be using Live Journal mainly to vent about stuff, and etc. etc. so then... yea. Before I begin, I'd just like to say that I am a bit of a story teller, so, I'm sorry if things sound... dramatic. Right, off we go! This following passage is from an RP forum, so as to keep you guys busy for now. I'll post something more worthy of a live journal log later. But to understand exactly why this is funny, I ask you to go to these links: http://www.kongming.net/novel/sgz/huanggai.phpHuang Gai's profile http://www.kongming.net/novel/sgz/sunqian.phpSun Qian's profile Now then, the roleplaying starts now: Huang Gai's Post: Racing was heard, the trampling of a horse's feet against the dull dirt ground, leaving in its wake clouds of dust. Lulling thuds were heard on the ground that was quickly passing them by. Again and again, Huang Gai went over these things in his head.
He had earned respect from the Sun family, always close with fellows, such as Sun Ce, and secretly always envied them... never again would he live a life of dull peasantry. Heart, soul, mind, he would pour into his books again and again... and to fail would be like dying.
Shaking himself from his thoughts, he realized that he was already in the lands of Shou Chun, but his horse already showed signs of fatigue. As if hearing the horse's cry, a little shop came there, revealing a good place to rest for the moment.
Leaping off, he felt himself around... tired, cold, tense... he would catch up to the envoy... soon, hopefully.Sun Qian's Post: Sun Qian sat at a little tab, his arms folded, trying to shake off the clutches of the hangover he was suffering from. That was the last time he went out to a party with some other guy, claiming to be a diplomat. He was robbed, but, thankfully, left with his package. A rather large man came in, looking rather exhausted. He decided to be a smartass. "Hey! Lardo! How about I roll you in flour, if that gets you movin' any faster?" Huang Gai's Post: Grimacing from his aching a**, due to riding on the d**ned horse all day, his head shifted a little bit to the bastard who dared to call him a 'lardo'. He dare associate Huang Gai with animal fat!? The nerve!!
Slowly, he sat next to the man. He inched closer. A little bit closer. Suddenly, his left arm swept up and went around the man's shoulder's in a crushing grip. The man's fate concerned, he brought up his right hand into a fist, the ring twinkling on it. Apparently, Huang Gai had forgotten he had put the ring on his finger...Huang Gai: "Any last requests before I pummel your face then? The flour's been baked to my special black-and-blue all over." Slowly, he shifted his fist back, preparing to punch the man.Huang Gai: "I am Huang Gai of Cheng... and I am not fat! I'm stout!" Realizing he screamed this last part, he looked around quickly, and felt for a possible pouch in his stomach, forgetting that the man was still in his left arm's death grip still... his arm fell away from him, until finally, a flash came, the nearby torche's light reflecting the off of the ring, reminding him of his mission's entire detailed design...Sun Qian's post: Drawing a dagger and slashing immediately at Huang Gai, but withdrawing when he saw the ring of the Yuan family, Sun Qian's eyes went wide. They went wider still when he saw the line of red on Huang Gai's cheek. And that didn't serve to help the situation any. "You stole that ring, you conniving dog!" Screaming about Huang Gai being a thief, Sun Qian lunged again, this time aiming directly at the man's neck. Huang Gai's post: ... Avenge your lord!...? Wait a minute...
But then, the man's dagger swung out, quickly coming at Huang Gai's neck. Suprised that a man could lunge while being sat next to, his right arm shot out and batted the hand out of the way holding it tightly...Huang Gai: "Hold, warrior. Your one of Yuan Shao's officers? Explain, and needless blood needn't be shed." Gently, he lowered the hand down, struggling with the man's suprising strength, the blade on it's side onto the man's knee, so as to rest it without harming anyone. This was increasingly difficult, as he was having to stretch his own body all the way around to do this.Huang Gai: "Should I have stolen it, I would've never left the city of Ye alive. Yuan Shao has already expressed... the certainty of my death should I fail to deliever it to his envoy.." The fool. He was sitting right next to him, without even knowing...Sun Qian's post: Sun Qian blinked once, then twice, still not catching exactly what Huang Gai was talking about. "What are you babbling about, you over-grown Mongol?" The diplomat reached around behind him, searching for the package. He wasn't sure exactly what was in there, but it was pointy. Of course, getting to it meant opening the packaging, which would certainly displease his Lord. Yet, if this man had stolen... "You stole the ring, you lying scumbag! You robbed Lord Yuan Shao! Guards!" Huang Gai's post: Truly, the buffoon of a stubborn man was as blind as he was deaf. He reached for his sword and slowly pulled it out...
... to both of their necks?Huang Gai: "I am no thief. Yuan Shao gave it to me, you fool of a man. Call me a thief once more, and we shall both die. Explain yourself. Are you, or are you not the diplomat that Yuan Shao spoke of? Or shall we kill ourselves, with the last thing on the tip of your tongue, making you look like a pathetic, blathering man? Show some decency!" In disgust, he dropped his sword and took off the ring, and forcing it into Sun Qian's hands.His hand went south from there, making a crunching noise on the man's crotch area, until he shut up.Huang Gai: "Will you believe me now, or must I go through and shed blood? You have a box for Lord Yuan Shu. If you are the diplomat, you will hand it over, the Imperial Jade Seal delievered! I come upon joint orders, d**n you!" His knee raised and shot down onto the man's foot, but not harmfully, [s]putting his arms around him, his lips going across, his, embracing him dearly</s>.
Truly, he was amazed at the stupidity and lack of common sense that this man had.Sun Qian's post: Sun Qian fended off the [s]sexual[/s] advances of Huang Gai with an ability that one would expect in an exotic dancer. "Bah! Take the god d**n box!" Reaching for the box, he grasped the ribbon wrapped around it and swung the entire box. There was a dull thud, followed by a sound like 'kerthegeplunk' as the box struck Huang Gai's head. He let go, and, holding the ring as he would cherish a child, he ran out of the building, leaving everything else behind. Including his knife. Mounted a horse [s]from behind[/s], he rode off to Ye to report a brilliant success. Assuming he didn't bludgeon the overgrown lardass to death. Huang Gai's post: Huang Gai was knocked out by the blow to the head, leaving a trail of darkness in his mind... down... down... down...
There was a light. Sun Qian was there, massasing himself, until finally, Huang Gai could standit no longer. He tore apart his clothing, as simple as a frail twig would snap, and flung himself upon Sun Qian's visage, defiling him, beating him upon the face, making sure that whatever decency that bastard had, he would suck it in his.. And then there was nothing.* * * * * * *Awakening from his explictly graphic dream of erotica peaceful slumber, he lay there, night already there, though dawn was fast approaching. He felt a blade across his arms... sitting himself up, he looked around, his eyes widening into the size of tea cup saucers.
This was the reward for the Imperial Seal!? My god... it was the Sword of Heaven! Although not as powerful as the Imperial Jade Seal, this was still a mighty sword... he would bestow it upon Lord Yuan Shu, knowing this was Yuan Shao's token of gratitude!
He used the swords hilt to Belting it upon his left hip, he strode onward, over to his horse. Kicking it in the side, a loud neigh was heard, and it raced off...Huang Gai: "Truly an interesting day... too bad about that little guy, though. [s]He turned me on[/s] He was a perfectly amusing companion, even if he was hot as hell annoying as hell.." OOC: HUANG GAI HAS GAINED:
-Sword of Heaven (+3 Tac, +5 Fame, -5% cost on Tier 3 Engineers)Admin's post: Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu gain +1 fame for having such hilarious nymphomaniacs for envoys.Thank's for reading, and I hope you enjoy. If I have nothing to post, I may resort to posting something similar. |
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