Бе ранната утрин на 35 юли и аз си висях до стената на най-елитното училище в Асура. Ползвах от онези столове на въжета за да се спусна до огромната физиономия на директора и тук-таме а коригирах. Хаха, как щеше да се ядоса самовлюбения глупак. Направо мед ми капе по сърцео само като си го представя. Както и да е, забравих да ви се представя. Аз съм Сайка. И според всички съм едно 17 годишно момче, което не с всичкия си. Като за начало училищния правилник забраняваше екстравагантния вид, а аз бях с прическа от типа “гръмнал бойлер в тръстика” с една плитка висяща до дясното ми ухо. И всичко това в люлаково лилав цвят. Ноктите ми бяха още по смахнати. Всеки в различен цвят. И макар да бяхме лятна ваканция, аз не смятах да променя външния си вид до началото на учебната година.
- Хей! Сайка! Не смяташ ли да слизаш вече? Ще вземат да те хванат. А след като видят какво си направил с портрета на директора Филч направо ще побеснеят!
- Ех, Мака… Не тормози удивително красивия си ум с това какво може да ми се случи. Плюс, че директора може само да ми благодари. В крайна сметка ползвам далеч по-качествена боя за да изразя истинската му същност.
- Но все пак…
Но все пак бе права. Цялата стена на училището бе заета от портрета. А сега 2/3 от този портрет бяха “коригирани”.
- Но виж похотливия му поглед! И с тези заострени мустачки и мънички зъбки показали се от усмивката! Точно както гледа лелката от столовата! Не можеш да отречеш, че това е шедьовър!
- Да, но…
- Ей ти! Сайка! Този път наистина си загазил! Чакай само да разбере господин Филч!
- Кидо сенсей, докато разбере, аз ще съм отпрашил. А когато започне учебната година, ще ме накаже. Но дотогава моя шедьовър ще бъде документиран.
Облегнах се назад. Изплъзнах се от стола и направих 2 задни салта падайки. А накрая се приземих клекнал. Акробатика за 5то класник. Но сенсей остарява… Лесно ще му се изплъзнем.
- Мака. Ако тръгнеш с мен, ще те уличат като съочастник. Избирай сега.
Не видях откъде ми дойде. Тя винаги изникваше сякаш отникъде, когато искаше да ми забие шамар. И винаги този шамар е силен. Доста при това.
- Естествено, че тръгваме заедно. В крайна сметка това бе една от причините да тръгна с теб.
Огън момиче.
Ре… Ре… Ре… Пръстът ми опъва все една и съща струна като, че ли от часове. Вятърът откъсваше цветчетата на цъфналата вишна, на която се бях облегнал. Ако затворя очи и се вслуша ще чуя игривото свистене на вятъра в околните вървета и храсти, в косата ми, развяваща се по посока на течението. Ще чуя спокойното капене във близкото вирче, тихите песни на птиците. И едно монотонно, равномерно Ре идващо от китарата ми.Мирише на люлак, трева и парфюмите на спътниците ми. В далечината се чуват възбудените викове на селските деца. Сигурно пак измъчват някоя жаба. Идиоти. Но все пак колкото и глупави да са, колкото и рошави, мръсни и опърпани да са, колкото и зъби да им липсват, усмивките и живецът в очите им ми показва, че са искрено щастливи. А това ме кара да се усмихвам. Овчарското куче помага на стопанина си да върне отделилите се овце да се върнат обратно в стадото, а оттам, в обора. Кварталните пияници бясно тичат към кръчмата крещейки от кеф, че са намерили поредното петаче на улицата. И отново монотонното Ре. Накратко, провинциялен живот. Спокойствие и хармония. Всички са приятелски настроени. Ах колко съм щастлив, че отново съм тук. Макар и не по повода, по който ми се искаше. Облегнах глава на кората на вишната. Слънцето игриво се прокрадваше между листата на короната и огряваше лицето ми.
- По дяволите Ломбар, няма ли да смениш проклетото Ре с някоя друга нота?!
- Не, Хайти… Така ми е добре.
Още миг спокойствие… И тогава го усетих. Отворих очи. Елипсовидните ми зеници се свиха за да отворят гледката към Жълтите ми ириси. Снежнобялата ми коса замря заедно с вятъра. Усмихах се. Оголих зъби.
- Тук е. Да тръгваме.
Беше време за лов на вампири.
Следва продължение… Да се надяваме скоро :Д
- Hi, this is Mike for the channel 10 news and I’m reporting live from the famous Beverly Hills bar “Puzzles”. At the moment the one and only Carl from the “Undying” rock band is currently in the bar. Thousands of fans have gathered here just to take a look at the rockstar and hopefully, receive an autograph. The fans are going wild as Carl comes out of the bar.
*We love you Carl!* *Carl, you’re so hot!*
- The new album of the band called “Wicked” has been at the top of the market since it was re;eased.
*Will you marry me, Carl?*
I love my life… Lots of fans. Tons of money. Cheap drugs. Different chick to bang every night. Girls flashing boobs. Cool friends to hang out with. Lots of booze. My Dodge Viper. The rock music. I looked at the crowd. Had to find a chick for tonight.
- You there, hop in.
- But I have a boyfriend.
- Your loss. How about you, redhead?
- Sure.
And so me and the redhead took off.
- I’d normally take you to a hotel but I like you so we’re going to my place.
- Really?! Awesome!
I felt her hand on my hip, moving up to my dick. Zipper going down, Her mouth around it. Right foot on the gas pedal. Such thrill. Red lights, I don’t care. That chick knows what she’s doing.
***
So hot, so tight… too bad I’ll have to kill her afterwards. Or may be no. Full moon… Bloodlust. The dog fangs grew. Now, just to thrust them in her gentle neck. Her skin is so soft. Her blood is so warm, so tasty. She’s so beautiful when she sleeps. But since I’m not killing her, I’ll just turn her in to a child of the night. That means she won’t sleep that much… pretty much at all. As I said… I love my life. And a tip for free… A bloody Marry isn’t the same without blood.
***
- So you’re a vampire?
- Yes. By the way, what’s your name?
- Emily.
- Soo… Since I’ m the one who made you into this, wanna move in?
- Move in with the “undying” Carl?! Hell YEAH! But does this mean… we’re dating?
- Well, if you’re up for 3 ways, then why not.
- Awesome! You have a deal.
- Here’s a backstage pass for tonight’s concert, then.
***
A few hours later, when I came back home, I saw the most surprising thing ever. A girl was sleeping in the bed and Emily was jugging on some left over blood in the fridge.
- Sorry, I was just so weak and I did a research to find out why. Then I found this blood in the fridge.
- No problem, that blood was there just for cases like that. By the way, who’s the chick in the bed.
- Well she was supposed to be my first victim, but I realized that I have no idea how to feed off humans. Don’t worry, she won’t wake up soon.
- She won’t wake up at all. Come on, I’ll show you how to do it.
After we fed, and it was awesome, I showed her how to store blood, just in case. We took the dead girl’s body to the bathroom and we put her in the tub. I made a couple of holes on her back with my knife.
- By the time we get back from the concert, she’ll be completely drained. Cya then.
To be continued…
If you wanna be my girl, lick my penis in a swirl
lick it up, lick it down, lick my penis all around…
Това го бях прочел в нечий профил. беше на момиче, но алкохола ми помогна да се сетя за подходяща рима на другия пол… да, тези, които има чучури. Пиян съм и ми е забавно. Гледам ч велик сериал, макар и не толкова велик, колкото “как се запознах с майка ви”… Пия вино с майка ми и си чатя с най-прекрасното момиче във вселената. Адски съм щастлив с нея и… АДСКИ МИ СЕ ПИКАЕ КОПЕЛЕЕЕЕ… :Д иска ми се да цъкам УоУ, но българите сме изостанали умствено, и не само, та имат доста работа по ядрото и бъговете… братле ще се напикая, но въпреки това ще довърша пост-а… със сухи или мокри гащи… Питате се “защо?” Отговорът е много прост, състои се от 2 части. Първо, обещал съм на любимата, второ, ако ида до кенефа, ще си изгубя мисълта. :Д. ДАМИ И ГОСПОДА!!! Предстои бал на френската езикова гимназия и познайте кво гадни гниди такива, не е само за 12 клас >:). Да, ще бъда с любимата си на бала, ще танцуваме, ще се целуваме, ще се наслаждаваме на всеки момент. + ще имам бутилчица ром в джоба на сакото :). Тя ме научи да танцувам, от една страна се мразя… поредната “по-мека” изцепка на мъжкото население… ПО ДЯВОЛИТЕ СЪБРАТЯ!!! ИМАМЕ ТОПКИ, НЕКА НЕ ГИ БРЪСНЕМ! от друга е много похвално… питате защо? ами защото няма да изложа най-прекрасното момиче. Ще танцувам, междувременно ще се оригвам и ще се настъпвам сам, но няма да я изложа. ВСИЧКИ ФЕШЪНИ И КИФЛИ ДА ЛИЖАТ ТОПКИТЕ НА ОСАМААААААА. та така… хипер активен съм, боксирам стената без ръкавици (не се учудвайте, това го правя и трезвен ;) )… пикае ми се, искам да вкуся кръв, макар, че не е особено добра идея… защо ли? Защото все още имам някаква ревност към бившия на любимата си. алкохол + кръв = аз в нейния квартал търсейки този индивид… какво ще правя с него само аз си знам… дали, ще го оставя да потроши кокалите ми и тогава да му покажа тъмната страна на нещата, или ще пийнем по бира, 2, 3 и т.н. после неволно ще изръся, че съм лудо влюбен във нея, и тя с мвн също… не се знае, дори онзи предполагаем индивид не знае отговора. не знае дали Борис ще запомни вечерта, която съм му предоставил, не знае дали аз ще я помня… Знае се само, че съм лудо влюбен във Виолета, и че адски ми се пикае. И тъй като тя е единствената за мен, преспокойно бих оставил пикучния си мехур да изухне… ей така… за каузата :). Този пост бе молба от нея страна. Благородна лейди. Мисията е изпълнена. Once again I’m bonered as hell. Arigatou, Ai shiteimasu.
- What?!
- Dex, you’re not fit for the army… Just go home before you end up dead…
- And who’s gonna kill me?! I did fine with the chinese.
- First off, you did fine cause Villy saved your ass. And second, if you don’t shut up, I’ll kill you…
- Fuck off! I’m staying
Villy stood up and slapped him.
- You idiot, you endangered the whole mission! Get the fuck out before you get retired for incapability of moving!
Dex stood up, tried to spit in her face, bu since he’s retarded, he spat on his own face.
- How’s that happening, bitch? – he asked.
That was it… Dex needed to know that’s he’s nothing in this world, that he’s way too cocky to be left unharmed. I twisted his arm, broke it through the elbow. Did the same to the other arm, then one of the legs. Then Villy joined me. I had just taught her ninjutsu, so she wanted to try it out. She hit perfectly every nerve point of his body. When the ambulance was taking him, sarge came to find out what happened.
-Sarge, he blew our cover. We could’ve died.
- You really wanted him gone. He’ll need years to recover.
- He’ll be lucky to be able to control his anal sphincter. – said Villy.
Ever sarge laughed, even though the stopped almost immediatly.
- Kyle, is she serious?
- Yes, I taught her everything about ninjutsu. He’ll really have trouble controling his bladder.
- Anyway… – fear was recognizable in sarge’s voice. – Your next mission: Iraq…
***
- Damn, Iraq sucks…
- Tell me about it… the temperatures will destroy a muffin. Make up fails there. No wonder women there have cloth masks…
- Yeah, you’re…
- Report in Delta Squad!
- Stop the formalities, sarge…
- Yeah, you’re right. Anyway, remember how that short guy left?
- Dex? Yeah, we do.
- The chinese ambushed the ambulance. They took him and trained him… He betrayed us.
- Interesting. How do you know that?
- He and his chinese buddies have been raiding different parts of the military camp. They’re getting better every time.
An explosion interrupted us. It was south west of our dorm, it wasn’t that huge. A wall penetrating C4 explosive.
- That must be our old friend Dex…
It really was. Still short as fuck, though his eyes were different. More experience in battle had hidden in them. Though his katana was too short… even for his hight… He was raiding the camp with a douzen of chinese guys. And so the battle begun.
***
- Kyle? – Dex was caughing blood.
- Hmm?
- Why are you killing me? – He was on the ground with massive cut wounds.
- We’re the ones who created you, thus we’re the ones who’ll have to destroy you. It’s just a coincidence I was the one to kill you. It could’ve been everyone else from the Order.
- Seems I’ve had bad luck running into you.
- Betrayal is not tolerated, Dex… We’ve taught you that…
To be continued…
Shry’Anne sensed something. It wasn’t feeling all right and that’s why she opened her eyes. She was right. The time has stopped. That’s why Velzevull’s smoke scene was standing still.
- Lady Shry’Anne.
- What is it Lord Velzevull?
- I know it’s a bad time to be disturbing you but I think you’ll feel better after hearing what I have to say.
- Oh really? Please proceed.
- It’s about Baal. Since you don’t know if you can trust him I’ve ordered one of my most promising demons to keep an eye on him. His name is Azzy Elvull. He’ll be like a shadow to Baal. And he’ll report to me once or twice daily.
- That’s relaxing to hear. Thank you Lord Velzevull you may go nao :D. Oh and take care of the smoke… Akbar would be confused… He’s a human after all… He wouldn’t understand…
***
- Damn it Sparda, I told you 500 years ago then a hundred years ago, now too! I don’t give fuck about Lucifer. If you want to then try killing him. I’m not getting into this.
- So Baal, why did you abandon Hell?
- Not to be in Hell?… Not to be ordered by Lucifer?… I just got sick of it. You can’t make me participate in your war against Lucifer. That’s your goal, not mine. Lucifer killed your love, not….
- Finish your sentence, Baal. Come on, do it. You can’t… Wanna know why? Cause he killed your love too.
- But he ressurected her!
- But he killed her.
- Damn I hate Lucifer… Anyway I’ll speak to Dante and Vergil. We’ll continue this conversation later. It appears we have some company.
- So you’ve noticed me. Nice job.
- A little while ago… Azzy Elvull if I’m not mistaken.
- Correct. So who are Dante and Vergil?
…
- Значи най-после си разбрал. – усмихна се Баал.
Шри’Ан се изправи, отидо до него и го зашлеви.
- Какво по дяволите си ти и какво си намислил?!
- Както вече Лорд Велзевул ти спомена, аз не съм просто човек. Аз съм нещо повече. – Баал звучеше толкова спокойно, въпреки, че току що му бяха забили шамар с 5 пръстена, толкова различни по размер и форма, че едва ли не са събирани от краищата на света.
- Какво? – Шри’Ан се тресеше от гняв.
- Нашият вид се нарича Даемон. Но сме по-известни като “Прочистените”.
- Вашият? Нима има и други като теб? – Гневът и малко по малко се заменяше с любопитство.
- Да. Всички сте чували легендите за Лилит, Белиар и Немейн. Те също са Даемон.
- Какви са вашите цели?
- Скъпа, всичко по реда си.
Шри’ан го мразеше в този момент. Дори в най-сериозната ситуация, в която Баал бе едва ли не на клада, той успяваше да докосне сърцето й. В момента това я влудяваше. Шри’Ан, не знаеше как да постъпи. Чувстваше се на кръстопът. Дали може да му вярва или не, Дали ще и навреди или не. 1 нещо знаеше със сигурност. Че го обича. Затова и реши да му даде шанс.
- Говори, о Баал.
- Нашите цели са… постигнати. Просто искаме да се откъснем от контрола на Луцифер. И сме успели. Мен не ме интересува дали Луцифер или Архангел Михаил искат да ме разпнат на кръст или не. Аз си живея живота. Повече или по-малко като човек. За жалост порати стечения на обстоятелствата, аз станах Дук на Бауърстоун, кралство Албион. Нон стоп трябва да вървя след “братовчед” си, с когото дори не споделяме 1 и съща кръв. Но за момента трябва да се примиря с това. – Беше твърде спокоен за да лъже. И не се стесняваше да им го покаже.
- Какво всъщност са Даемон?
- Даемон са “прочистени” демони. Тези, които са се освободили от контрола на Луцифер и имат възможността да заживеят свободно. Малко или много като Дампирите (Dhampir) и Син’Тел (Sin’Tael). Полу вампири и полу елфи. Дампир се ражда когато вампир ухапе бременна жена или просто я забремени. Отрочето има всички сили на вампирите, но все пак слънцето и водата им влияят зле. Макар и не смъртоносно. А с оглед на расата ти Шри’Ан мисля, че няма нужда да казвам какво са Син’Тел.
- Разкажи ми за Лилит, Белиар и Немейн. Кои са те?
- Лилит се влюбила в земен мъж. Любовта и била твърде силна за да може Луцифер да я държи в мрежите си. Сега тя живее щастливо с вече безсмъртния си човешки съпруг. Белиар се родил във времето на католицизма. Били открити артефакти по-късно наречени “Реброто на Белиар”, “Окото на Белиар” и “Сърцето на Белиар”. Ако тези 3 артефакта бяха активирани от простосмъртен Белиар щеше да е пионка на Луцифер. Но те бяха активирани от Дампирката Рейн (Rayne) и за това той има свободна воля. Сега за Немейн. Гарванът жрец на Ада. Един от най-силните демони, вече Даемон. Никой не знае как, защо и с чия помощ е успял да се откъсне от Луцифер, но го е направил.
Баал разказваше с такива детайли, че бе напълно сигурно присъствието му на дадени събития. Дори Велзевул не се съмняваше в истиността на думите му.
- Кажи ми Баал, щом Луцифер те смята за враг, как така ти и Велзевул не сте се избили?
- Първо. Велзевул е демон на място. Той е разумен. Винаги мисли преди да действа. Но не винаги го показва. Второ. Колкото и приближен да е Велзевул на Луцифер, той е под твоята опека. Така да се каже, той не придналежи на Ада, а на елфите. И по-точно, на теб. Сега Лейди Шри’Ан. Бихте ли отговорили на 1 мой въпрос.
- Да, разбира се.
- Какво правим с Акбар и нас?…
Two months have passed.. Two months of walking and crying. Two months of keeping up the preservation spell. His body had to be in perfect condition. Even though he’s dead he’s still beautiful. Why did he let Anuwen kill him? Why did he have to die. Why didn’t he run away? I miss him, I want him back. Two months have passed. And everything has changed. Noria was unrecognizable. The city was ready for a war. I stepped through the home door.
- Sharylin, what happened?!
- He died, dad… He died…
- Your mother somehow knew… She arranged the funeral to be one day after your return. Such a loss…. He was a great guy.
- He still is! Only… he’s a dead great guy now… God, I love him… Why did I have to lose him?
- How did he die?
- His former master killed him… It was… brutal.
- Did you get hurt?
- No, James did everything to protect me… and he succeeded.
***
I didn’t sleep all night. It was my last good bye with him. Why?… The ceremony was over. They were putting him in the ground now. Blinded by pain. My heart has holes and black fluid flows… Why? The first shovel of dirt… They were burying him…
- STOP!!!
- What is the meaning of this, Sparrow?!
- What are you doing?! You never bury a daemon… I’ll explain later.
An Explosion. The town hall was burning.
- They’re here! Go prepare! Aseth, I’ll need the key to their cage.
- Why?! You can’t let them free!!! They’re worse than Hell itself!
- Just give me the key… And Sharylin… Sorry for the loss but now… Don’t do anything stupid…
***
A left, no a right… God why did they build such a maze…
- Sparrow, – he told me. – don’t do anything foolish.
- I know…
There it is… Their cage. The Sin’Tael cage… The two fiercest Elves ever… They became Daemon in search of power. But no normal daemon. No horns, no hoofs… Just gray skin, eyes burning like they’re a reflection from hell. Hellish voices and really fcked up brains… Hitler was Barbie compared to them… Gillotine Tsumi and and Butcher Shi’Yin. Why Gillotine and butcher? He likes decapitating, and she likes gutting off… and the opposite. Psychos I tell you… They almost wiped off the elves and hell… but they just gave up… They had one last layer when they returned to Noria and let get caught… And ever since then they’ve been locked in a Saronite cage. The only metal that blocks any magic.
- Hey hotshot, what you got there?
- Let him be darling, it’s not polite disturbing our guests. Well you couldn’t know… He’s our first visitor after all…
- It seems you two have really lost it down here… Anyway…
- Don’t anyway me boy…
- Shut up, Tsumi, I have the golden proposal for you two..
- And what might that be?…
***
I woke up… By the real world’s time count I’m positive it’s been around two months since I’ve been here. The Realm of Shadows… So that’s what it looks like… It could’ve been worse. A desolate place… Always a night.. the air is so stiff I can see it move… Normal humans or animals lose their mind in here… they’re just a shell when they arrive here after death. Elves, demons, daemons are something else….They’re sane in here and that’s what it makes it worse… You can count every second… And the eternity you pass here triples itself… just cause you’re sane…
- THERE MUST BE A WAY OUT OF HERE!
- Oh, young James… There is.
- Who said that?!
- Introduce yourself Shi’Yin, don’t be impolite…
- Shy’Yin? Tsumi & Shi’Yin? Weren’t you locked up in Noria?
- We were. But it’s not story time… You want out, we’re your ticket.
- How can I know it’s not a trap
- Just shut up…
He attacked me… He was too fast. He grabbed my forehead and I felt it… The life…
***
I have to find him…. I was runing towards the town hall… Have to find Anuwen and destroy him… Sparrow’s words still roamed my head “Don’t do anything stupid…” Sorry buddy… Too late. Besides I lost him, so what if I die too… I just won’t die before Anuwen… There he was… Next to the bank, Chopping off limbs of my people… I’ll destroy him.
- DIE!
He slowly turned, he looked at me and laughed.
- I told you to stay out of this… And now when you’re here… You’ll die.
He charged. Too fast for me to dodge… He swung his sword… Just before the hirt something happened… He screamed… I opened my eyes and I saw his hand falling down…
- My, my Anuwen, you’ve gotten slow…
- Shut up Shi’Yin, you were always too fast for me… So was Tsumi… Anyway Who let you out…
- Not the time time for stories, kiddo, it’s your time to die…
- Not before I kill this elve…
- Don’t dare laying a finger on her you piece of shit!
I looked to the location where I heard the voices… 3 Figures were standing there… Two who I didn’t recognize and one who I thought was…
***
- Welcome back, James…
I opened my eyes. I was in a shining aquamarine room… not… a cage.
- Sparrow… where am I? I was in The Realm of Shadows just now…
- Yeah but we got you out.
- Tsumi and Shi’Yin… My God, I never imagined I would meet you… Anyway… Why do my head and feet feel lighter?
- No horns or hoofs… You a new species of Daemon… No longer a cured demon, now you’re a diseased elf.
- Elf? Why elf?
- Cause your beloved is an elve, right?
- Is she okay?
- Knowing her… she’s probably trying to kill Anuwen right now…
***
- James didn’t I kill you?!
- You did… But it’s not story time…
End of Act 2.
To Be Continued…
Ордернът на Задниците стигна до извода, че щом човек може да говори с гъза си, значи може и да яде с него. Цялата храносмилателна система се обръща наобратно, и натам мисля, че се досещате какво става.
- So Dex, you still wanna hear the story of Dessy?
- Yeah, sure.
- It was all the way back in 10th grade. And Dessy loved me. And me? I was just horny… Then I “bought” some balls and told Villy how I feel about her. That means Dessy loses me. I had the most fun in months that day. The chat I had with her was… well… brutal by my standarts. Imagine that :D. Anyway she said still loves me and tried to change… She changed her clothing style, her music style. In general she changed. She became an ass hole in training just as you did… But she didn’t graduate. One day…
- She didn’t graduate?!
- Don’t interrupt me, smurf… Anyway as I was saying… One day she couldn’t stand me being together with Villy, so she atempted something… She failed then she tried to commit suicide… I took her to a mental institution and she’s been there ever since. When she gets better, I’ll tell them to let her go. In general that’s it…
- Honey?
- Yes Villy?
- You still haven’t told me what she atempted…
- And I will not. ;)
- Dude, jsut tell us!
- No. Anyway we’re getting closer. Check your gear.
The truck approached the base camp. How I hated infiltration missions… But since I specialized in myself, I was mostly doing infoltration missions… Such as everyone around me. Finally… I was working with people I can trust. People who know how I think and procedure. People who won’t get killed.
- Need a hand there shorty? This truck is way high for you…
- Shut up guys!!! I’m not that short…
- Tell me… they don’t let you ride the scary rides in the theme park. Why is that? You need to be This tall… – I raised my hand, about 20cm over Dex’s head. – and you look like you’re twelve. ;)
- I DO NOT!!!
- Don’t get angry… Mom’ll change you diaper.
- Come on… Leave him alone
Nick laughed. He went to Vicky, and whispered in her ear.
- *Honey, that’s what we are. He’s short, we make fun of him. Be glad it’s not you.*
- *ahem* Thanks for the attention, all. Sarge gave me the orders. We’re to infiltrate the chinese base and obtain as much information as we can. Vicky & Dex. You’re positioned as riflemen, until I tell you to attack. Just keep away hidden enemy riflemen.
The both yelled:
- Rodger!
- Villy, Nick and Alex. You three are with me. We’re infiltrating together, then according to the base’s structure we might split up. We leave tomorrow at 6 AM.
- Aye, aye Captain.
- Dex, mind you sniper rifle… It’s possibly way too long and heavy for you.
- Whatever… Shut up.
- Smurf isn’t in the mood? Too bad. There’s a high possibility that all the people here would mock you. Personaly, I’ll encourage them. Although you have better training than them so I’ll warn them.
Ето класното ми по Литература за първия срок. Очаквам мнения :3
“Да бъдеш или не? Туй е въпросът.” или така наречената “Хамлетова дилема”. Този въпрос може да означава много въпроси, но нека погледнем този вариант: Да действаш или не? Според мен е очевидно от кой тип хора е Хамлет. Точно така, от мислещите или така наречените разумни. Та нали ако младият датски прнц беше като мускулестите главни герои на днешните американски екшън филми, тази Хамлетова дилема нямаше да съществува. За жалост това е причината екшъните да са толкова еднообразни и скучни. Главният герой винаги е някоя стероидна горила с толкова малко мозък, че е чудно как може да си завърже връзките на обувките. Но се отклонихме от темата. Хамлет винаги обмисля ситуацията и тогава решава как да процедира. Доказателството за това е срещата на Хамлет с призрака на баща му. Датският принц не се доверява на привидението на наскоро починалия си баща, а се замисля дали това случайно не е капан, изпратен от ада.
Аз като фен на жанра фентъзи имам друга представа по въпроса. Литературата, която чета, ме кара сериозно да се замисля дали наистина върлува по-висша раса. Дали с малко помощ човечеството е имало възможност да се развие по-бързо и по-ефективно. Та още по времето на Хамлет криминалистиката да е била факт и думите на призрака да бъдат етикирани като истина или лъжа с помощта на само няколко теста. Но да се върнбем към ренесанса такъв, какъвто е бил и най-вече към разумния Хамлет.
Да бъдеш… или да действаш. В такъв случай трагедията би могла да протече и завърши по различен начин. Хамлет макар и не толкова здравомислещ, все пак би намерил начин да изобличи чичо си, с повече действие, отколкото мисъл. В такъв случай Хамлет би имал по-внушителна физика и спокойно би могъл да притисне чичо си в ъгъла, докато не го накара да изпее истината за смъртта на баща му.
Да не бъдеш… Или да мислиш. Ако хамлет бе специализирал само в мозъка си, той би действал по различен начин, поне според мите представи. Да си представим ена игра на шах. Хилавият, но с пъргав ум датски принц би ползвал пешките си, за да сплете една мрежа, с която да хване чичо си. Би действал тихомълком и така би могъл да остане незаподозрян, че крои нещо срещу чичо си. По този начин би могъл най-малкото да предотврати своята смърт и тази на майка си.
За жалост Шекспир е решил Хамлет да бъде една не особено сполучлива комбинация между мисъл и действие. Лишил е датския принц от дързост и в двете отношения, като така е предотвратил щастливия край. Но нали все пак жанрът на творбата е трагедия. Значи все пак пак Шекспир е имал причините си да постъпи така.
Но вместо да си блъскам главата с това как би могло да бъде, нека погледна нещата реално. Хамлет е какъвто е и Векспировата трагедия завършва със смъртта на всички главни герои.
- Welcome, gremmlin, to the city of sins!
- Why do you call it the city of sins? I doubt that’s the name of the city…
- Actually nobody cares what the real name is… It’s called the City of Sins cause many sins have been committed. And they keep being committed. Prostitution, drugs, over dosing alcohol, cheating, sodomy, homosexuality, etc… To me and Nick it’s just a place to hang out with friends and have a drink. For Alex is heaven. Soon we shall see what will this city be for you.
***
- All right guys, what did you do this time?…
- Don’t look at us, Sarge… Dex did it.
- What did he do?!
- He got drunk of 2 tequila shots, tried to nail the Bradley’s girl, then tried to beat up Bradley himself… You can imagine what happened after that.
- Sarge, I’m sorry… I was so wasted I couldn’t do anything straight…
- Don’t worry Dex.. Things like that always happen in that city… I just thought Those 3 decided to annihilate it again.
- Dex… Next time you’re on your own. Now… For your punishment… Tomorrow you’ll visit Bradley in the hospital. You’ll kneel down and apologize.
- No way, Kyle!
- You’re doing it or I’m calling the army fag. He can make you bend over anytime he wants you to. After you come back from the Hospital you’re cleaning dorms numbers 13 and 14. The virgin’s dorms. Change the sheets and everything. Am I clear?
- Yeah… but why the virgin dorms?
- Cause you fucked up and you deserve to change their modified sheets…
- Modified how?…
- Input, output with their hands. Modified that way. :)
- Oh Dex?
- Yes Sarge?
- You’re cleaning the toilets too. The ladies’ and the gentlemen’s. And by the way guys you might chose other beds. Two ladies decided to move in this dorm…
- Sarge… We’ve told you how we feel about that… Especially me and Nick…
- Yeah, but they said you wouldn’t mind.
That moment a blade sliced through the door. A silver katana blade covered with red runes… It was her blade. Then a voice. A voice Nick hadn’t heard for a while. It was them!
- How’s this door still in it’s place?!
- Well, Villy… We’ve been asking the same questions for an year now. I guess you really joined the army, huh?
- *ahem*
- Yes sarge?
- I’m sure you have a lot of catching up to do but… I’m sending you on the field in a month… All of you
- Sarge?
- Yes Nick?
- Even Victoria and Dex? They have the least training…
- Well I guess you start preparing them…
To be continued…
Бате Бойко ти бе мъж… Сега не си… Опитваш се да се правиш на Бай Брадър. Но аз ще ти покажа кой е Баш Бай Брадър… Ще видиш, че когато приемат твоя закон ще имаш максимум 1 час достъп до моя компютър. Ще намеря начин и ще те държа далеч от него. И как ще се чувства нашето правителство когато бъде изиграно от 1 пубер с основно образование? Ще си скубат косите и ще си мислят, че съм някой престъпник… И някой ден ще ме посетят едни батковци в костюми, ще погледнат компютъра ми, ще ровичкат из него и ще намерят музика, анимета, 1-2 чата с розови изказвания в него. Друг чат където се псувам с велик войн от Династията Тамаран, пребивавал по нашата дупка наречена Земя преди около 18 века. Ще ровят, ще търсят. Няма да намерят нищо. Ще се обърнат към мен и ще видят ехидната ми усмивка. Ще кажат “но тук няма нищо”. И аз ще потвърдя. Ще питат “защо си ни блокирал”. Ще кажа “Не е ли очевидно”. Ще кажат да спра. И аз ще отрека. Въпросът не е дали имам или не какво да крия. Въпросът е принципен. Преди 20 години предците ни са се борили за да имаме днес свобода. И ако този закон бъде приет? Какво става? Свободата ни е само телом. Зашото в компютъра ни съдържа част от нас. Дали ще е под формата на чат с половинката. Или песен, няпомняща ти за някой, който ти трябва но е далеч. Дали ще е снимка със семейството, разделило се преди години. Снимка на татко ви с половинката си от белгия. Просто за да видиш живота как го третира там. Та така бабе Бойко. Ще намеря начин. Ще те държа далеч от компютъра си. Не е защото имам какво да крия… Нямам. ела и провери ако не вярваш. А защото трябва да разбереш кога си преминал границата. Ще те изолирам от своя свят И когато намеря начин ще го споделя с приятелите си, те с техните приятели. Така всеки пубер ще защити компа си от теб :). Това не е заплаха. Това е обещание…
Pz bitchez
- Well, Dex… To be honest, we’re surprised you made it all the way… It’s 40 km…
- Well I can say the same for you. How can you guys run that much and that fast when you’re smoking so much?
- First. We’ve been here for a while and second… Well you just don’t have the balls for it yet…
- Come on tell me…
- No Dex, you’ll end up dying! You need to train more ’till we tell you.
- Tell me! And stop calling me Dex!
- When you grow some pubic hair, we may reconsider the nickname…
- Lol. Nice one, Nick. And Alex, don’t laugh. You were the same a few years ago…
-Ok, can you at least tell me where the mess hall is?
- The mess hall? Um… It’s that way.
Everyone has to experience the mess hall for himself… Nobody eats in the mess hall. Most of the guys order pizza or chinese or something else. But our dorm is different. Our dorm is bigger. Our dorm has a kitchen… Even though all of the guys want us to cook for them we don’t… We’re assholes and… we’re lazy. Poor Dex…
- He’s entering now. We have about half an hour before he comes back. What do you guys want for lunch?
***
The door opened. Differently… It didn’t fall down… Someone new was coming…
- Oh, my, God!!! The mess hall food is… disgusting!
- Yeah, we know. Want something real for lunch?
- Why didn’t you tell me?!
- First off, everyone has to experience the mess hall for himself. But we actually thought you’d notice… No people there… at all. Chef looking like he saw an alien raped a cow. You had to wait for some time for 1 meal. And in the ending it didn’t even look like food. But you tried it. Then probably barfed. Now how about some ramen?
- Yeah. But does every dorm have a kitchen?
- Actually only ours has. The other guys order food.
- How about you guys show me around the military camp and the nearest city?
- Sure why not. I’ll show you where I pick up chicks.
- I’ll show you the hotel where me and Villy have a nice time.
- I’ll show you where you can find your own kind – short fags.
- Fuck you Kyle.
- You wish… Anyway, eat faster. We have a tour to be attending.
- Cool… By the way, Kyle. Weren’t you dating a girl named Dessy in high school?
Ah, always the same noices. Chairs moving, eating sticks being dropped. People choking on ramen noodles. And everybody looking kinda scared.
- Dude, we don’t speak about her…
- It’s okay, Nick. I’ll tell him after the tour. Now… eat up gremmlin…
- Fuck you…
- You need to grow tall and strong… At least in your dreams.
Hm… Dessy… What a fucked up story this was. But more on that later.
To be continued…
The caracters are purely fictional… or may be not :)
- Yo sarge… Turn off the alarm, I’m looking for some sleep…
- Well Kyle, people have to wake up. Besides, what sleep?… This is the army!
- Yeah and I a gun… Now shut it!
***
- Yo, Nick… Have you seen my shaver?
- No why do you ask?
- Cause I look like a fuckin’ gorilla… I need to shave.
- Well you can ask Alex here…
- No Nick, no Kyle. I haven’t seen the shaver…
- Oh here it is.
The door opened… Slowly. That meant it was something important. The guys in the army, including our dorm are amazed how this door is still on the right place.
- Guys, I need a favor.
- Just say sarge.
- There’s a new guy and It’d be best if I put him in this dorm with you three.
- If he’s a gutless pussy you can start digging the grave. He won’t last long.
- Well he claims he knows you.
- Oh, really? Let him in then.
This thing had to be recorded. The most impossible thing happened. A short guy, really short for his age. He had long hair, though I’ve told him countless times that he looks even shorter with long hair. He was still wearing breckets and his electric guitar on the back.
- Dex… is that you?
- You do know my name isn’t Dex anymore… It never was!
- Yeah but we’re still assholes and you’re still short. The nickname stays.
- Whatever… Screw you guys.
- So what made you join the army?
- Just heard you three are here and decided to join you.
- You know… this is The army and you’ll have to go through a lot of shit cause of that hight, right?
- Yeah… I’ll deal with it, don’t worry…
- Who said we’re worrying, but…. You’ve grown up. That’s good. By the way don’t get comfortable… We have training in 10 minutes.
- Oh, shit I wanted breakfast…
- Breakfast was 1 hour ago… Don’t worry you’ll get the schedule.
- Dude what’s this bra doing here?
- Oh it’s Villy’s… She must have forgotten it last time she came to visit me.
- You get laid in the army???
- Assholes get laid…
It was true… Assholes get laid… everywhere. Except Dex… But me… I’m happy as fuck. Me and Villy were dating for 4 years now. I’m in love with her. And Nick… Nick has Victoria… They look great together. But what about the other people. They were going on with one night stands… Even Alexander – Luben isn’t a virgin anymore… And now that Dex has moved in with us, he’ll lose his too…
- Hey sarge…
- Yes, Kyle?
- How come you don’t call our dorm maggots anymore?
- Well you’re too fucked up and I wanna live. That’s why. Anyway, get ready for the marathon.
- Marathon? What marathon?
- Um…
- Call him Dex…
- Well Dex, you picked a fine day to join the army. Today is the 40 km marathon in the jungle. Oh and by the way guys… Leave the katanas… We don’t want our hostages dead…
To be continued…
Torch on the left, torch on the light… The small torches were the only things that were lighting up the labyrinth of tunnels. I was running for hours, may be days but I couldn’t stop. Take a left. Now take a right. Then a left and keep going straight. The only things I was hearing was myself breathing, my steps and the playful noises the torches were making. Running, trying to escape something terrible. Endless tunnels. Hope that at the next corner I’ll see the light. But no… It was another tunnel. Judging by my breathing I’d say I’m tired as hell, but that’s wrong. The fear and the hope were keeping me on going. Take a right. Damn no light. No end of this labyrinth. I could hear it. It was lurking behind me. God, please don’t let me die in these tunnels. The thing tracking me. It’s far worse than death. The Dahakka… The keeper of time. Why did I listen to the vizier and play with the sands of time… Now it’s on to me. And I have no idea how to escape it… for good.
- Shit!
Didn’t take the turn as I wanted to. In result I hit my shoulder. Dislocated it of course. I have to relocate it while moving. Or I might end up killed by it! Endless running. Take a left. Damn… No luck again. How did I end up in here anyways… Ah yes… I was in the jungle when it suddenly attacked me. I ran into an ancient temple but forgot about the booby traps and I ended up in the labyrinth. Speaking of booby traps… but it was too late. My left leg had already snapped the line. a huge rock fell down behind me. That was a close one and It’ll probably slow it down. I’m a lucky one. And then I continued running… Take a left, take a right, keep going on. Something’s lying on the floor…
- Fuck No!
I tripped over that something. It ended up being a skeleton… Then I heard a noise. It was far. Something big got broken. Was it the rock? Damn! It was the rock!!! Have to hurry. So I increased speed. Take a right. Torches, thousands of small dots, glowing in the long dark tunnel. If I was normal like that skeleton back there I probably would have became dizzy after a few hours in these tunnels. Take a left. More torches. The air was getting a bit moist. There was some kind of a noise. Take a left. Just tunnels again. Take a right… There it is! The light in the end of the tunnel, and it’s no fucking train, that’s for sure! Hope was able to be seen in my eyes. I rushed to the hole in the tunnels. Jumped right out.
- FUCK!
I hate it when these holes end up being behind a waterfall… And a pretty big one. Probably 2 kilometers deep. Let’s hope the water bellow is deep too…
To be continued
Добър вечер. Обръщам се към читателите, които четат блога ми главно заради хейт-а. от днес нататък хейт-а на този сайт се спира. Направих си втори блог специално за това. http://fuckingcaveman.wordpress.com/
И се събуди тя, но не там където се надяваше… Вятър вееше в косите й, което означаваше, че не е вкъщи, под топлото одеяло и меката възглавница, а някъде навън… Отвори очи, но зимното слънце я заслепи. Примижа, докато свикне със светлината, след което се изправи. Входът на палатката зееше широко и студът влизаше в нея, караше младата заклинателка да настръхва и да трепери. Тя се облече и излезе навън. Намираше се на поляна обградена от малки, все още зелени и други, по-високи и най-вероятно по-стари от дядо й борове. Огнището догаряше, което означаваше, че спътникът и се е грижил за него само допреди няколко часа. Но къде ли беше той сега. Дали пътищата им се бяха разделили, или просто се е залисал от живота в гората, както винаги правеше. Никой друид не бе толкова заинтересован от горите както него, и точно това я интригуваше у него. Младата заклинателка реши да го почака, но когато той не се появи и на следващата сутрин, тя отново тръгна на път.
- Може би така е най-добре… – каза си тя. – Може би най-накрая и той се отврати от същността ми. Както всеки друг.
Много от хората се страхуваха от заклинателите. Може би имаше защо. Странни цветове на очи и коси, свръхчовешки възможности, студени личности… Не всеки може да остане жизнерадостен и с топла личност след като уцелее и премине изпитанията, на които всеки заклинател е подложен. Косите и, дълги и къдрави, бяха ярко виолетови, също както и очите й. Изглеждаше млада, макар и заклинателите да старееха много по-бавно от нормалните хора. Но тя наистина беше млада. Нямаше и месец от 20 годишнината й, но тъй като повечето от заклинателите бяха разпръснати из света, а замъкът, убежището на заклинателите, бе твърде далеч от нея по това време, я накара да празнува празникът само с 2-3 познати, чийто кожи бе спасявала не веднъж. Тя не се оплакваше, не съжаляваше, че се е случило така. Беше и забавно с тези хора, те бяха свестни. Иначе тя намаше да ги спаси. Млада магьосница оказала се в беда заради спрекчване с разбеснял се вампир. Талантлива музикантка, заплашена от властите заради непристойно, дори перверзно поведение към дъщерята на кмета на някой си град. Млад войн от далечните страни, спречкал се с неправилния човек. Повечето приятели на заклинателката бяха жени. Защо? Защото дори сексуалната и ориентация беше различна. Възбуждаше се от хора от своя пол. Това правеше красивата заклинателка още по желана от мъжете, чието подсъзнание винаги крещеше “ТРОЙКА ПО ДЯВОЛИТЕ, ЩЕ СЕ УРЕДЯ С ТРОЙКА!!!”. Но за тяхна жалост късметът никога не им се усмихваше.
- Хей, къде си се отнесла така?
- Просто се нося с вихъра. Тиранде, би ли ми изсвирила нещо на тази странна китара.
- Нямаш проблеми, но не е китара, а лютня.
- Да, хубаво ще е да запомня как се казва инструмента, на който си така талантлива.
To be continued…
Привет на всички педали и Честита Нова Година :Д. Коледното чудо се сбъдна :Д. Бях мил… за малко :Х Следващия път: догодина :Д:Д:Д
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хаха, да вярно е… дори с малко закъснение, аз ви честитявам Коледа. Как прекарахте? Преядохте ли? Баща ми успя и после цял ден ми се оплакваше Х.х… Как са подаръците? При мен са екстра. Обаче 1 е лошото… Един такъФ катил на име Николай Петков ме прееба с едно такова пътуване до Шумен… Ама получих нов телефон, сложих му над 170 песни хР… Та така драги ми читатели :Д, в момента твърде много ми се спи за да Хейт-вам, но ще ви развеселя :)
ха-ха горкото лапенце >:). Pz Bitchez
Да обичаш малко – няма смисъл… Да обичаш много – няма кого… Седя си аз и си разглеждам контактите в скайп и мнението ми за повечето от тях пада плавно и методично… Не се кефя, когато велики хора се занимават с така наречената “Любов”… Дам… Любовта, парадокса на човешкото сиво вещество. За мен – нищо повече от висша форма на интерес и привличане. Всеки с различно мнение, да дойде да ме опровергае… Хора… няма да се раберем така. Айде вземете се в ръце… Дори кифлите и фешънчетата не вярват в любовта, е вярно, защото са глупави, но все пак не вярват, а това е напредък :). За любов е приемливо да се мисли когато половината ви коса от скалпа се е преместила в ушите и носа. Когато ходите с 22 годишна девойка и тайно се надявате тя найстина да ви обича, а не просто да ходи с вас заради боксерките ушити от долари :D. Да ама не. Ако и завещаете нещо дори на погребението ви няма да се появи, а ако не и завещаете нищо, ще дойде да се увери че си мъртъв и тогава да ти пикае на гроба… Осъзнайте се. Любов не съществува. Тя е неразрешимия парадокс на човека, познайте защо… точно така, защото я няма :). Също както призраци, митични същества, богове. Някой умен гъз, му е писнало да търси обяснение на по горе изброените неща и от мързел им е дал тези определения. Който не е съглсен, да продълйава да търси. И в крайна сметка се намира. Днешната медицина разкрива, че Христос изобщо не е чудо… Хората, колкото и напреднали в сравнение с животните, си остават малко или много животни. Феномена, който присъства при животните – непорочно забременяване, го има и при хората. Което означава, че Христос не е чудо, а късметлия хD.Сега за митичните същества… Присто игра на светлина, вода, и недовиждане. Нищо повече. Вампири, върколаци, вещици, и тем подобни. На баба ми хвърчилото… Просто хора с болни мозъци… Както моя милост… Че ако аз бях живял през средновековието, щях да бъда обявен за вещер и да бъда изгорен на клада. Та както и да е. Human foolishness, can’t stop amusing me :). Дано поне малко от малко да съм ви отворил очите.
Pz Bitchez :)
It’s Christmas in Hollywood. Santa’s back up in the hood. So meet me under the mistletoe lets fuck.
It’s Chanukah in Inglewood. The dradles spinning in the hood. So meet me by the manura lets get drunk.
Ho – ho – ho… Merry Christmas.
Драги читатели, Коледа наближава :).
Температурите спадат, навън мирише на зима и аз съм на върха на щастието. ^^ Очакват се подаръци, разбира се. Всички знаете, че аз съм едва на 3 годинки и се кефя като бебе на близалка.
Оказва се, разбирате ли, че моя клас все пак не са безднадеждни. Има 6-7 човека, които искрено ме кефят напоследък. И лошо няма. Специялни поздрави на Кали, Креми, Алекс – Любен, Петър К; Хелси, Бо. Повечето от тях четат блога ми и се надявам да оценят четката, която пуснах тук хР. Малко шит се получи, когато горе-долу половината клас разбра, че имам и аз душа, но това не означава, че ще им я покажа >:).
Дам, както и да е. Декември е. Ваканцийте наближават. Празниците също. Омразната 2009-а ще свърши и ще отстъпи на достойния си наследник 2010-а. За 2010-а знам само няколко неща. Ще се опита пак да ми стовари куп бумаги на главата и… че е 2010-а х). Тия бумаги ще ги оставя на бъдещото си аз. Нека той се оправя с тях.
Мдам… Ваканция. Очертава се да спя близо 10 часа от близо 2 седмичната почивка. Ама и толкова ми стигат хР. Поканен съм на 3 рожденни дни при това сички са в периода между 25-и и 29-и хD. Междувременно ще трябва да отскоча и до Шумен, а пък и да се подготвя за празниците.
Ми това от мен засега. Не се учудвайте ако видите усмивка до уши на това лице, което така мразите. В момента не ми пука хР. Сега прочетете долния пост освен ако вече н сте го направили :). Pz bitchez ^^
- Hey, Sharylin?
- Yes dear?
- I want you to take this.
I gave it to her. Probably the most important item I ever had.
- Oh, what is it?
- It’s… an Ankh.
- An Ankh of?…
- Ankh of… Reincarnation.
- And what does it reincarnate?
- Dead People.
- I… I can’t accept this. It’s way too important for me to hold on.
- Look. I care too much for you to lose you. The past months we’ve fought against plenty of enemies for them to notice we’re engaged. Just take it. Please.
- Um… Thank you.
- I already adjusted the spells on it so now it only works for you.
More than six weeks were remaining until our arrival at khundun. I hope that we get there without any problems, but knowing my luck I’d probably have to annihilate half of Hell before then.
Anaris was up ahead. The weather was getting warmer for some reason. The air was getting still, warm and choking. It was kinda hard for Sharylin to breathe but I knew the best spell about that. I had no problems breathing. This air was coming from Hell… Something huge must be happening up ahead. But there aren’t any signs about it… The sky… I roamed the upper world enough to know that it wasn’t normal. It was changing colors. The more we approached Anaris, the more it was changing. It was orange now, but It was getting more and more red as we were traveling ahead.
- Proceed with caution. Something is happening at Anaris.
I love her. She has to be warned, so she can get prepared.
- But I don’t see anything.
- Have you noticed how stiff the air is?
- Yeah, what about it?
- That’s the air in Hell. It’s probably worse at Anaris.
Suddenly the ground started shaking.
- Take cover!!! And don’t show yourself until I tell you to.
A huge pit opened up about 50 meters behind us. A huge sword, covered in blood, stabbed the ground. A sword I hoped I never saw again. It was him… Anuwen… My former master. His brutal voice started talking:
- I’m so happy I know you so well, James. I knew you’d help Khundun since it’s the place where you left us. So I decided to throw a welcoming party.
- Yeah, it’s the best party ever… – There was no point in hiding my sarcasm. – No one normal is alive anymore, right?
- If by normal you mean those mere human, then you’re not completely right. A small group of them is still resisting. We’ve taken enough of them in slavery and the rest… Well the rest is for diner. Now to end this James the Daemon issue. I intend to kill you tonight. Oh and by the way… Elve woman. Don’t hide there. I sensed you a while ago. Don’t worry I’m not after you. Only James.
- Sharylin, don’t interfere. This is my battle. So anyway Anuwen, you fucktard. What do you intend to do?
- After completely wiping out Khundun and the dwarven society. I don’t really know. I don’t hold a grudge against the elves, though me and my army have to wipe out Noria. There is another traitor amongst the elves. But I don’t know the location of the city yet. I’ll probably burn down the Great Forest.
I charged. It would be easier for me to kill him by surprise. Good thing I learned other fighting styles, or this would be a lost cause.
Parry, dodge, parry, parry, dodge.
This battle was going on for hours. I managed to cut off his left arm but not for free. He burned my back pretty bad. And then parries and dodges all over again. With a celestial slash which I dodged, He cut down a three. I dodged the three too, but I lost concentration. And that was my mistake. He stabbed me from behind. That huge sword Went through my heart and guts.
I fell on the ground. Life was flowing away from my body. Blood was leaking out from all of my wound, mouth and the huge hole in my torso. With my last breaths I looked at Sharylin. She fell down on her knees. Beautiful tears were rolling down her face. Her eyes were screaming pain, sadness, grief and sorrow. I put out my arm to her, and I said, as quiet as a germ:
I’m sorry….
Then the endless black abyss consumed me.
End of Act One.
Act Two:
I fell down on my knees. I was crying. My eyes were screaming pain, sadness, grief and sorrow. My love put out his hand to me. His lips moved, but never made a sound. Then the life completely left his body.
- NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! YOU CAN’T BE DEAD! I LOVE YOU!!!
- It seems my job here is done. Elve. I know you two were engaged, but he had to die. In my personal opinion, you’re too pretty to die. So if you wanna live, stay out of Noria. We’re going to find it sooner or later.
He left. Anuwen. I swear this. I will kill you. You killed my fiancee, and you intend to attack my race. I SWEAR IT! I WILL KILL YOU.
I made a stretcher from the fallen three. I put James in it, then lifted it with magic and started walking back to Noria. At some time I made a communication spell.
- Sharylin, what is it? Why are you crying? What happened?!
- Father, start preparing Noria for battle. Hell intends to wipe us out. Also tell Sparrow to start training as hard as he can. And… There is another issue we have to take care of.
I broke the spell. The pain was too huge. I just started walking again and never stopped crying. All the way back to Noria…
To be continued…
[22:37:42] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: kalo
[22:38:07] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: govori
[22:38:25] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: help pi6a si s znae6 koi i ne znam kakvo da kaja
[22:38:41] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: probvai sys “Hi :)”
[22:39:12] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: pisah i ve4e hi i drugi laina i sprqh i ne znam kvo da kaja
[22:39:21] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: ami
[22:39:29] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: markirai si4ko kakvoto ste si pisali
[22:39:31] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: Ctrl + C
[22:39:35] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: i tuka mi go paste
[22:39:48] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: da vidq za kvo moje6 da si govori6 s taq kifla :D
[22:40:17] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: ooo sar4e
[10:30:20 PM] Lamq3a.Spa7ka каза: kvo pravi6 gleda li perla
[10:32:31 PM] Sara каза: oo sa6ko
[10:32:33 PM] Sara каза: off da
[10:32:37 PM] Sara каза: i revax kato nenormalna
[10:32:52 PM] Lamq3a.Spa7ka каза: be6e malko gadno zaradi katastrofata
[10:33:09 PM] Lamq3a.Spa7ka каза: i az malko 4estno kazano
[10:33:15 PM] Sara каза: ujass ujass
[10:33:32 PM] Lamq3a.Spa7ka каза: ama spoko vsi4ko 6e se opravi nakraq pak 6e se ojenat spored men
[10:33:38 PM] Sara каза: ee est
[10:33:47 PM] Sara каза: off ujass mn be6e tajen toq epizod
[10:33:57 PM] Lamq3a.Spa7ka каза: da
[22:40:40] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: bate molq te ne kazvai na nikogo
[22:40:45] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: (rofl)
[22:40:51] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: pls
[22:40:53] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: reval si zaradi turska sapunka?!
[22:40:57] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: i beg you
[22:41:01] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: ne
[22:41:02] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: samo na vili :D
[22:41:17] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: ama nali znae6 you’ve got to support her
[22:41:24] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: duhh -.-
[22:41:25] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: anyway
[22:41:30] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: dumai
[22:41:33] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: Me and Villy isn’t the subject here
[22:41:38] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: pitai q
[22:41:46] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: “ina4e kvo prai6 :)”
[22:41:55] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: sig
[22:42:05] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: Copy paste we kaput
[22:43:16] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: known data:haresva vsqkakva muziki
[22:43:55] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: az sy6to
[22:44:10] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: pitai q kakvo pravi -.-
[22:44:19] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: ne otgovarq o6te
[22:44:28] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: mi taka kaji ma kurvo :)
[22:44:48] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: da znae6
[22:44:55] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: psuvam si 6toto mi se psuva :) ni6to li4no
[22:45:04] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: znam
[22:45:16] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: ni6to novo pod slunceto
[22:45:22] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: nito nad nego -.-
[22:45:29] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: otgovori li taq?
[22:45:31] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: po dqvolite ne otgovarq
[22:46:02] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: idi q iznasili ;)
[22:46:20] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: (finger)(mooning)
[22:46:26] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: dam to4no taka
[22:46:28] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: samo 4e ne s pryst
[22:46:31] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: a s pi6ka ;)
[22:47:22] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: dobre se taq kaji kvo da pitam ili da kaja da sam podgotven
[22:47:25] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: po princip
[22:47:57] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: ami gossip ku4ko gossip
[22:48:00] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: ot kvo prai6
[22:48:01] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: kym kak si
[22:48:03] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: ei takyv shit :)
[22:48:32] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: i posle tva e qsno
[22:48:41] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: mi chat along
[22:48:46] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: ako ne e typa kato gyz
[22:48:50] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: i tq 6e te pita sy6toto
[22:49:09] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: spox ne tapa
[22:49:30] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: da se nadqvame
[22:49:41] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: i’m sure of that
[22:50:15] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: ooo ulqiora
[22:50:15] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: ooo ulqiora
[22:51:01] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: mhmm
[22:51:06] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: ama i toi ne e temata na razgovor -.-
[22:52:00] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: i destroyed the evidence noone will bellieve you ok whatever ooops tha’t 123 you actually caught up to villy
[22:52:26] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: destroyed what evidence?
[22:52:31] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: the chat
[22:52:36] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: with her
[22:52:44] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: i deleted it
[22:52:46] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: problema e :)
[22:52:51] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: 4e ve4e go pratih na vili ;)
[22:52:55] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: nqma takuv
[22:53:25] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: povqrvai ima
[22:53:32] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: pyk i nqma na koi drug da razkazvam
[22:53:42] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: oba4e s kef na syrce 6te si te ebavam za ebanata perla ;)
[22:53:49] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: send me something you and vili talked about
[22:53:54] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: aaaaa se taq
[22:53:59] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: ne mi puka za perla
[22:54:06] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: oo puka ti
[22:54:13] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: i posle ako iska6 go mahni
[22:54:14] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: i to glavno 6toto tvoita go gleda ;)[22:54:21] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: i as go gledam
[22:54:57] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: please send me something
[22:55:01] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: sled malko
[22:55:04] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: k
[22:55:07] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: taq otgovori li?
[22:55:36] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: ne
[22:56:01] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: btw
[22:56:03] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: vili ima si4ko
[22:56:09] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: ot na4aloto “kalo”
[22:56:12] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: dotuk :)
[22:56:19] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: she’s online but i think the target has left the room
[22:56:27] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: dude
[22:56:28] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: 4estito
[22:56:32] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: she’s not an object…
[22:56:41] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: she’s not an assassin’s mission
[22:56:45] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: i know that
[22:56:51] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: stop talking like you’re in a fucking ninja game -.-
[22:56:59] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: hahahahah
[22:57:14] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: the kids these days have no imagination at all -.-
[22:57:45] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: da q pitam li ne6to drugo
[22:57:52] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: da
[22:57:55] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: kvo
[22:58:03] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: citiram
[22:58:10] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: btw da te pitam…. ti devstvena li si?
[22:58:25] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: ti lud li si
[22:58:34] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: tova ritori4en vypros li e?
[22:58:50] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: ne ama dude slow down
[22:59:00] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: pff zabraih
[22:59:11] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: vie dvamata s tvoita imate drug na4in na mislene :x
[22:59:18] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: da
[23:01:18] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: setih se “btw gleda6 li slavi”
[23:01:26] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: (rofl)
[23:01:41] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: po-dobre i kaji 4e patkata ti e 7 santimetra i lyska6 na snimki na baba si ;)
[23:01:50] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: idiot
[23:01:50] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: idiot
[23:01:54] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: seriozno
[23:02:06] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: govorq
[23:02:06] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: syvsem seriozno govorq
[23:02:17] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: youre not helping here
[23:02:29] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: yes I am
[23:02:36] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: poslednoto ne6to koeto iska6 da q pita6 e
[23:02:38] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: dali gleda slavi :x
[23:02:44] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: ne e
[23:02:53] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: vsy6tnost e ;)
[23:03:47] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: se taq
[23:03:54] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: 123 ;)
[23:04:28] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: this is legen… wait for it dary
[23:04:44] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: izpusna 1 mnogoto4ie… sled “it”
[23:04:54] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: pitai q
[23:05:07] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: kolko e Phy-to na anala ti
[23:05:15] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: hahaha (i’m being sarcastic)
[23:05:24] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: kAKVO PREVOD MOLQ
[23:05:32] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: prosto q pitai :)
[23:05:40] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: ti lud li si
[23:05:53] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: seriozno li si tolko typ 4e pak da me pita6?
[23:06:48] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: se taq
[23:07:00] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: nali znae6
[23:07:04] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: kakvo
[23:07:07] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: 4e v momenta v koito se navih da ti pomagam
[23:07:17] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: be6e momenta v koito zapo4na bezgrani4nata ebavka ;)
[23:07:34] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: da tva be6e kristalno qsno
[23:08:27] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: tam li si
[23:08:46] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: ne bratle bera 6i6arki po pluton -.-
[23:10:20] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: good one are cs
[23:10:27] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: are ne
[23:10:32] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: why
[23:10:36] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: mi
[23:10:44] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: zaet sym s tvoita kifla nai-malkoto ;)
[23:10:50] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: sled tova da se ebavam s teb
[23:10:58] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: i nakraq, no ne na posledno mqsto
[23:11:02] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: si 4atq s vili ;)
[23:11:18] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: zaebi sig nqma da mi pi6e pove4e taq ve4er
[23:11:29] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: taq kva e po religiq?
[23:11:56] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: hristqnka estestveno
[23:12:02] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: seriozno?
[23:12:07] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: da
[23:12:17] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: i e 4erna kato no6tta i na ime sara? :D
[23:12:29] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: ne bratle luja te da se smee6
[23:12:34] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: ne e 4erna
[23:12:40] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: znam
[23:12:49] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: prosto obi4am da te draznq
[23:12:56] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: e i what’s your point
[23:13:06] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: 4e ne haresvam kifli :D
[23:13:18] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: tq NE E KIFLA
[23:13:30] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: tq ako ne e kifla, ti nqma6 pi6ka ;)
[23:13:33] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: 100%
[23:13:46] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: znam 4e si bezpolov no nedei tolko smelo :D
[23:13:54] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: 7sm e po4ti ravno na ni6to
[23:14:02] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: mhmm ;D
[23:14:24] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: are b
[23:14:27] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: sedi e
[23:14:30] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: :D
[23:14:32] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: za kvo\
[23:14:33] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: tykmo stana zabavno
[23:14:35] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: :D
[23:14:45] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: da se ebava6 li no thanx
[23:14:50] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: pfft
[23:14:57] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: tolko lesno li se sduhva6? :S
[23:15:09] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: ne
[23:15:21] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: em huu togava kyf ti e problema? :D
[23:17:16] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: kakto i da e sedi
[23:17:22] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: sega sym v muzata si ;)[23:17:24] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: ne mi bqgai
[23:18:07] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: prosto i went for a piss
[23:18:22] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: hmm
[23:18:31] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: kak pikae6 prez 7 santimetrova trybi4ka?
[23:18:50] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: lesno
[23:19:08] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: mi to i ry4i4kite sa ti kato na hobit
[23:19:15] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: uspqva6 da q hvane6 nali :D
[23:19:45] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: stiga se ebava weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
[23:20:09] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: :D[23:20:20] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: znae6 li koe 6te6e da e o6te po-zabavno?
[23:20:28] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: koe
[23:20:32] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: da be6e 1.80 metra
[23:20:41] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: i da be6e sys 7 santa pi6ka :D
[23:21:13] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: off se taq 6e stavam
[23:21:17] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: 6to?
[23:21:20] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: ve4e se sduha?
[23:21:25] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: da
[23:21:29] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: :D
[23:21:32] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: aide do utre ;)
[23:21:57] Lamq3a.Spa7ka says: nqma da izlizam ot skaypa ama prosto mi omrazna da pi6a
[23:22:06] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: :D
[23:22:22] Олигофрен… Forever xD says: kato si vyrne6 onova koeto smqta6 za samo4uvstvie mi pi6i
;)
- Welcome to the Artlish River Cave. It’s not the biggest attraction at the moment but we may have some fun here. Now shall we proceed with the barrier dispelling?
- Already on it.
That’s what I loved about my current crew. They were always 1 step ahead of a normal “Division Brain”. Normal humans or the distracted Vampires would wait for an order then start acting. The barrier fell. Hmm for a Scourge they didn’t prep up on defenses… Or may be they didn’t expect interruptions. Anyway the cave was as tainted as it’ll ever be.
We’re definitely in the right place. – I whispered to the crew. – Now quietly follow me.
- Roger. – Whispered they in response. The place was fucking humongous… But the taint was leaving a trail so it was basically like a GPS for us. It led us to a huge hall. In the bottom there were 8 necromancers casting the plaguing spell. The spell’s light had a toxicly green color aura and it was pulsing. They were chanting some weird words along the hands casting. It was probably the incantation. I suddenly felt movement behind us. A chameleon imp ran along. Then we heard a voice coming from bellow us.
- My brothers, it seems we have some company. They appear to be pretty strong too… Prepare for evacuation, I’ll hold them off.
- The hell you are. – Lumian charged, followed by Shareefa, Dahakka and then the others. He was fast as a night shadow… May be he was… once (lol). He didn’t use a staff like most necromancers. He used tainted Katanas… And he was damn good with them. He even managed to scratch Lumian’s shoulder… *Wrong person fucktard! He’s a shadow warrior…* Then it happened. Krista cut off his right hand. It evaporated into thin air with a black-greenish light and then into ashes.
- It seems I underestimated you… Though Amal’Thazad will heal my wounds and then kill you bitches for sure. Then he vanished. It was a Demonic Circle spell…
- Damn! He never intended to hold us off! They knew we’re onto them so he just wanted to see how strong we are… It was a silly trap but we fell into it. Now they have information regarding us.
- Now what do we do? I don’t believe that the plague would stop by just shoving off this group of necromancers.
- You’re right… It won’t. The isolation units discovered that the only tainted place else it Ontario. It must be their base. We crush them there and Canada is saved. Though we’d have to go to the wastelands to find this Amal’Thazad and the Scourge. Shall we go then?
To Be Continued…
I got to the river. Sharylin was already there.
- Oh, James, do you want me to wash you up before your and your girlfriend’s funeral. How Hygienic of yours… But trust me, you won’t care about that…
- Radegar, you are too stupid and too self confident to realise you’re already dead. It seems you fail to know why we brought you here… This river is too wide for you to attack without entering the water, and when you enter the water we’re able to pin point your location. If I just use my spirit blade, I could attack you in what ever dimension you are…
- Hmm… Very well thought of. Now let’s see if you can pull it off!
One spirit blade in me and one in Sharylin. Our chances of lending a hit were twice as bigger. Now let’s do it.
Miss… Miss again… Damn that guy is fast! Please God… Let him slip up or something… that’s the best chance we’ll ever get. And yes! He slipped on a squid!
- Now Sharylin!!!
Thin stream of red blood were going along the river. Soon the whole river turned red. It was so beautiful. The moon reflecting in a bloody river… The stars are shining, Wolfs are howling. A vampire is dying.
- James, I want you to know. I never wanted to go against you. You just don’t know how the Vampire mercenaries work. Our boss makes us do an assassination. No matter if we agree with it or not. Remember… If I come back to this world. I’ll find you. And I’ll help you.
His last breath left his lungs. An ice cold breath, a breath of death. We left his body in the river. It was slowly going along the flow. But the water remained Crimson. And beautiful.
To Be Continued…
The plane landed. Me and my crew went out… The landscape was… not what we expected?…
- Wait… Vinny, isn’t it supposed to be a plague here? If yes, why isn’t the ground rotten?
- Oh, it is. It appears that it snowed recently. But take a deep breath and feel the stench of rotting corpses… You have to be more observant Krista… Especially cause you’re a paladin. You should be able to sense the unholy right away…
- Let me see you be observant after 1 week in England…
Dear god… Calgary was a city no more… Every single building was destroyed… Fully or not. Corpses everywhere… All were the same. Fully white eyes, freakishly green skin and with missing parts of the skin… If I didn’t know any better I’d say that a nuclear reactor blew up here… But it didn’t… These necromancers were strong… Too strong for a mere cult… My worst fears came true… It was a Scourge. I called the boss.
- Boss send 12 isolation units! Tell them to scatter across the Canada borders and start using an anti material barrier. Me and my crew might not make it in time, so we need to isolate the plague from getting throughout the world. Also try making an anti teleportation barrier. If the Scourge becomes aware of our presence they might try to escape.
- Jeez… You could have at least said “Please”…
-This is not the time, woman!!! We’re dealing with serious shit here! Oh, and by the way, you don’t need to monitor me… I’m not gonna lose control of my berserking again… Lumian and Shareefa didn’t tell me… I just overheard their secondary mission. Bye.
I hung up… I was furious with the boss…
- You do realise she’s gonna chew your ass… hard…
- Lol. Thanks for making my day better, Dahakka. Anyway let’s get back on subject. Personally I think that These necromancers are hiding in a Cave. And the “Artlish River Cave” in Vancouver is the best cave for their purposes. So I suggest we start our search there. Any objections?
- No, sir.
- Good to know. Let’s go.
Halfway there I got a text message:
“Isolation Units – sent. Anti Teleportaion Barrier – set. I’m sorry.”
Yeah, you better be, bitch…
To Be Continued…
- Hey, Vinny! We’re having a little detour.
- What the fuck?! Why?! Where?!
- England. Picking up Krista.
- Oh I see…
For 3 hours the day got as annoying as hell… First it started raining and now we have to go to England… God I hate British and even Britain itself…
- So we’re going to good ol’ faggy England…
- Yeah… But trust me… Krista hates it the most.
- How so?
- Well she had an assignment there…
- Oh I see.
Hmm… A full modern plane. The boss has outdone herself this time… Usually she offers us the most shitty plane ever… Someone must have bribed her… Or she just likes someone in the crew better. Well 1 thing’s for sure. It’s not me. I decided to take a tour of the plane…. And I did. When I got to the cargo hold, I overheard a conversation.
- Lumian, I know he’s our friend but the boss forbade us to tell him…
- Shareefa, don’t you get it?! He’s way more than a friend to us… He’s like a brother to us…
- Well I want to tell him too… I mean we’ve know each other for so long. And after Chernobyl…
After this I was sure… They were talking about me! But what has the boss ordered that I shouldn’t know off.
- It’s our secondary mission to keep an eye on him. Personaly I don’t think he has to be distrusted but it’s the boss’s order.
- Well you know what? Screw the boss… I’m not betraying our friend!
- I think that way too… But after he lost control in Bolivia, the boss won’t trust him…
- Alandien died there after all… It was completely normal for him to lose control… Tell me Shareefa, if I died and you found someone disrespecting my grave, wouldn’t you lose control?
- I would…
- Exactly, anyway nobody got hurt… except some mindless zombies… But nobody gives a fuck about them… Even their summoner.
All was becoming dark… I fell down, cold sweat was all over my body… So the boss fails to trust me for what happened in Bolivia? When this mission is over, I’m gonna have a long talk with the boss… That issue has to be taken care of. And during this mission, I’ll try obtaining control over my berserking. I owe it to them. To her. To me.
England… London was as shitty as ever. The few remaining people in this wretched place were hiding. Smart move. The Rendez-vous point with Krista was next to “Big Ben”. It was easy to land the plane there. Krista was hot… as always… Even in England she could maintain her good looks. It was probably a spell, but we didn’t care what it was as long as she looked like that. All of the crew gathered in the plane and I went over the Mission while we were flying to Canada.
- So a plague of some sort is spreading throughout Canada. We are to find the source and eliminate it. Personally I think it’s a necromancer. A bunch of them to be exact. They could be in a cult… Or even worse, they are a part of a Scourge… If it’s a Scourge, we’ll have bigger problems than that plague. But we are warriors, some of us literally and some of us not. :D. Anyway, I’m sure we’ll take care of it. Thank you for joining me.
A multiple:
- Right on, Vinny!
To be continued.
Петък. Денят преди Хелоуйн. Аз, първият олигофрен, реших да си боядисам косата в сребърно с розов кичур. Речено сторено, но за да ми е гадно, Господ или онзи путьо горе на небето, който решава кога, кой и как да преебе, реши, че днес ще вали. Което означаваше, че спрея за коса, малко или много ще се размие. Идеално. Хора, много ви мразя… С Вили ходихме до Jumbo, забавно преживяване :). Чакам я да се появи в скайп за да ми прати снимките от пред хелуйнските костюми. Тя си избра една от онези маски, които италиянци и/или французи ползват на маскените си балове. Абе поредната изгъзица на тея педали -_-… Но на нея и стоеше много добре. С тези нейни убииствени очи, гледайки те през тази маска… Дам на никой друг нямаше да му седи по този начин.
Та вървят си 1 побелял старец с розов кичур (аз) и една италиянка. И всички ни гледат странно… Принципно ми е кеф ама… КъФ да му еба майката ви е проблема?!! Това, че днешните младежи мислят различно и оригинално ли?! Това, че сте тъпи путки и мислите всичко ново за неприлично?! Надявах се някоя блудна душица да дойде и да пусне коментар не по мой вкус… Щеше да си види задника отвътре. Хора, много ви мразя… Иначе забавен ден… Сички даскали ме гледат с поглед от типа “WTF?!”. Повечето ученици също. Не ми пука… Аз съм уникален… аз съм талант… Аз съм, Олигофрен! А вие? Вие, които не можете да оцените нещо яко. Вие, които сте под чехъла на приличието. Вие сте тъпи путки. И аз ви се надсмивам, аз ви гледам отвисоко. Аз съм нещо повече от вас. Приятна вечер, и не пийте докато не навършите 18 ;)
What a fucked up world this is. As usual the office phone woke me up. I asked myself what would happen if I didn’t answer just this one time. Nah… The boss was gonna chew my ass if I did this. So I lifted my body and answered the call:
- You certainly took your time…
- Yeah… Fuck you too.
- This is not the time to be swearing.
- Whatever… What do I have to do this time?
-Well, Vinny, as the strongest werewolf in the division, you were assigned to take care of the emergency.
- Let’s cut to the point… Objectives of the mission?
- There’s a plague spreading throughout Canada. You’re to find the source and eliminate it.
- Hmm… Fine. But only ’cause it’s Canada. Plus I’ll require a crew. And some human toys too.
- Just name it. But no bazookas…
- I want Shareefa, Lumian and Dahakka. Plus some guns. Preferable “m4a1′s” and “Kalashnikov’s”.
- You don’t really need these weapons… You just like making holes in stuff.
- Exactly. Oh, and by the way, my name is Arvins, not Vinny!
- Sure. Your plane takes off in 3 hours. Enough time to gather yourself some supplies.
- Indeed. Cya then.
She hung up. Anyway it was always fun to work with these 3. Two elves and a vampire. For a vampire, Dahakka was pretty damn fun to hang around with. And I liked that in him. Shareefa and Lumian… The only cheerful Shadow Warriors I know. And I know a lot of shadow warriors. Hmm… Should I call back and tell the boss to send along Krista and Duffey?… Yeah I will. Those two paladins really crack me up. Yep that’s me. Arvins, as people say the stongest werewolf of the 10th division of the N.P.A.R.S. We in the N.P.A.R.S. research paranormal activity, and take care of it. Anyway I was talking about myself. When I’m on work, which can happen every minute of the day, every day of the week etc; I can’t work with too serious people… I need someone to make it funny for me. Now I’m leaving for Canada to end a plague. It’s probably a necromancer that causes it. But it’s a pretty damn powerful one if he can disease all of Canada and not get caught. This is going to be fun :)
To be continued.
He vanished… He vanished into thin air. How was that possible. Suddenly I felt a sting on the back of my leg. It hurts like hell… Well not as hell but pretty damn much… -_-. Anyway… what was with this guy?…
- I told you you’d both die…
His voice was echoing through the shadows… It was traveling with the wind… It was low, cold and terrifying as fuck! How was he doing that?! Was it an illusion?
- It’s not an illusion…
Was he reading my…
- Yes, I am reading your mind. And now… Let me answer your questions… Vampires are able to enter the “Void”. The Void is a sub dimension to our own. Human and other races have forgotten about it and they lost their ability to enter it due to that. The Void makes me invisible, and pretty much like a ghost. The Void is where we vampires are up to maximum strength. And there is absolutely no way to make me leave it unless I decide so…
What was the incantation?!… Fuck I hate it when I can’t remember something important.
- Incantations will do you no good against me…
- Depends on the incantation I intend to use. SEAL!
Read our minds now…. fucker. Now I have to find a way to make him leave that so called “Void” or at least a way to pin point his exact location.
I’ll need Sharylin for this one. Damn if I was able to use telepathy right now. Or I can just let her read my mind.
- Sharylin, telepathy. Now!
*We’ll take him to the river near by. That way we could pin point his location. I’ll need you to stall him for me while I cast the spell which would bring him out of that “Void”.*
- Roger. Let’s go!
- Leaving so soon? But the party is just starting… Let’s have some fun.
- SHARYLIN, RUN! I’LL MEET YOU THERE!
- No way! I’m not leaving you…
- Go or we’ll both die.
- Oh, don’t worry… I’ll take care of that.
To Be continued…
- James, where are we going?
- Not sure yet, but I’d like to go to Khundun.
- Why there?
- That was the last city I raided before I left Hell. And Fenrir told me that Khundun’s King got kidnapped.
- Why bother saving him?
- Well I’m the perfect man for the job. I know my way around Hell and I feel like I have to repay the dwarfs.
- Fair enough.
This night felt different. The sky was bloody red. The wind was singing. An enchanting song, slow and yet so alive.
- Hey, Sharylin?
- Yes, darling?
- Doesn’t this night feel different?
- I was just about to ask you the same question. Although I can’t tell why.
- Me neither. But I have a feeling that we’re going to find out soon enough.
The crossroads were ahead of us. Before all the wars, this was a beautiful place and now, nothing more than a wasteland. Just 3 different roads, each leading somewhere…
- Now which one leads to Khundun?
- Hmm… Let me ch…
A voice interrupted us. A cold voice. A voice which was able to freeze your blood, and make your heart stop beating.
- Isn’t this a beautiful night?
- Who the fuck are you and what do you want?!
- Easy there James… Mind your manners or you might end up without a tongue…
- How do you know my name?!?
- Oh, I know a lot of things about you. Officer of the 5-th division of the 7th lair of hell. A pretty powerful warrior, but you still became a Daemon. And why?
- I have my reasons… And just who are you?
- Me? I’m Radegar, a mercenary vampire who was hired to eliminate you. Your old mentor, Bail, wants you out of the way.
- So nice of him to remember me. But enough chit-chat. Let’s get this over with… I have places to be. Sharylin, please stay back.
- Oh, how noble… The young Daemon Knight protects his lady… But she’ll die, just like you…
To be Continued…
- You know, when we get to Noria, I’ll be holding my exam. If I pass I’ll be an official Assassin.
- Oh really? Well that’s the worst enemy ever. A smoking hot chick, who’s able to kill in you in a moment. Forgive my coarse language. Just when I was back in Hell there was no point in censoring ourselves.
- Don’t worry. That’s one of the things in you that attracts me like hell.
- He-he. Good to know. So when you pass, I’m sure you will :), would you like to join my party.
- Well it would be great, but I have to think over it.
I could read it in her eyes. She was as sure as she’ll ever be. She wanted to be next to me.
We entered a forest. Don’t get me wrong. It was no ordinary forest. It felt like it was enchanted… May be it was :D. If I was walking here alone I’d be lost for sure. But the Wood Elves knew where they were going.
- Hey, Sharylin?
- Yes?
- You should know. I like you. A lot.
- Glad to hear it. I really like you too.
We approached a gate. Damn it was huge… If it wasn’t for my enhanced eyes I wouldn’t have been able to see the top.
Amon’Shi commanded the caravan to stop.
- Mister James. Welcome to Noria. Thank you for the help through this journey. You are welcome to our city whenever you have the need to stay here. Just hope you like it.
- Ah… Hospitality… New feeling. Anyway thank you. I’ll keep that welcome in mind. Sure feels nice to have a decent place to crash for a night… a week… permanent may be.
Should I wink at Sharylin?… Should I not? Meh screw it. I’ll do it. (O.o) She winked back? Now that’s a chick I do not want to miss.
We entered Noria. A medium sized city, but beautiful as fuck! Everything was organized, and working as a machine. But it was not. The citizen were friendly, it seemed they all knew each other. I was amazed. How can these people live in such harmony?
- Hey, Sharylin, your city is be…
- Sharylin is that you?! When did you arrive? Why didn’t you say anything.
- Hey Sylva, glad to see you. We just arrived.
This Sylva looked exactly like Sharylin. Only with light blue hair.
- James, this is Sylva, my twin sister. And Sylva, this is James, my new boyfriend.
Well I certainly didn’t agree to that. But I was happy with it.
- Nice to meet you Sylva.
- Indeed. By the way sis, does he have a daemon friend?
- So you know I’m a daemon.
- Of course I do. Your kind is rare around Ancaria. You guys are easy to be noticed. You’re way different than normal demons. The very least your horns get way smaller when your heart recognizes the goodness. Your skin loses that crimson red color and your eyes show feeling other than hatred.
- How do you know such things about us?
- Well one of my best friends is a Daemon.
- Oh really? What is his name? I may know him.
- Sparrow.
- Nope… Never met him. But I intend to.
- Cool. But now come to our house. You have to meet our parents. As they have to meet you. :P
- Well that is going pretty damn fast. But I don’t mind. Lead me, oh great ones. :D
We entered Sharylin’s household. A big house. With lots of rooms… Just like the one I dreamed of having when I was a child. It seemed as we were expected. As soon as my foot stepped on the floor, Sharylin’s father grabbed me and said to me:
- If you do ANYTHING to my daughter, I will personaly kill you… In the worst kind of way.
- Don’t worry… I won’t. By the way, my name is James.
- Aseth’Amal’Anar. Nice to meet you, young man.
He had a strong grip for a man at his age. And his eyes were truly serious. But I knew. He already had accepted me into the family.
- So I take it you Wood Elves have a way to talk by distance.
- Indeed we do. We have the ability to speak telepathicaly.
- Interesting. May be I’ll grow into obtaining that ability.
- If things go as planned, you will.
- Ok. By the way is it just me or is Amon’Shi the only elf who looks gay.
- Well he’s not the only one. There are some elves who think looking like that is estethic.
- To me… it just is gay and funny.
- It is… to all of us. Except them. But let’s get dinner and go to bed. It’s been a long journey for the two of you and tomorrow is a big day for Sharylin & Sylva.
- Is the exam so close in time?
- It was scheduled for yesterday. But due to demon attacks, Sharylin’s return was prolongued more than expected. If it wasn’t for you, they could have never returned, and I thank you.
- No biggie. :) I met an old friend… ex. friend… a demon i knew.
A woman’s voice interrupted us.
Ladies, gentlemen, the diner is ready and served.
- Ah you young man must be James. I am Elunia, mother of Sharylin and Sylva.
- Nice to meet you madam.
Diner was delightful. Spaghetti with vegetables and rice with vegetables. Me and Sharylin’s family got to know each other better. Then we went to bed. It was the most passionate night in my life. Me and Sharylin shared a bed. She warned me that the walls are sound isolated, which was good because she was a loud one. And I loved that fact. It seemed like she knew everything I like. May be except telepathy she was able to read my mind. I didn’t really give a shit. I had nothing to hide. It was the best night in my life. That is to be expected since I grew up in Hell…
The next day I was the first one to wake up. Or at least it seemed like that. I saw breakfast on the table.
- Aseth… Is it okay if I call you that? your name is really long.
- Sure, no problem. All my friends call me that. But that’s not the point of this discussion, now is it?
- Yeah, it’s not. I want you know you to know that I’m serious about your daughter, and I want to know if you’re okay with it.
- I thought that was clear… but yeah, it’s okay.
- Glad that’s clear. Another question. When she passes her exam today, there is a high chance that she’d like to travel with me.
- I know. Just promise me one thing. That you’ll take care of her and protect her. Oh and that you’ll be visiting us from time to time.
- I swear it.
- Good to know. Now when she wakes up, we’ll have breakfast and then accompany them to the exam.
- No problem.
The exam grounds were huge. And it seemed that the Wood Elves had a pretty strong army power. The examinees had to each fight and kill a crazed werewolf. Sharylin was swift as a Panther. Her moves were beautiful and strong. She topped the record. The last one to do that was… Her mother. It was Sylva’s turn. Then a guy came. He was the daemon Sylvana told me about. He seemed cool, but kinda closed in himself. I went to him. I knew what was troubling him. He was afraid that Demons would hunt him for leaving hell. So I said:
- Dude, don’t worry. Hell doesn’t give a shit about us. They have plenty of other scumbags. We should be glad we got out.
He smiled. A smile saying “thanks dude, I needed that.”
- Thank you. So you must be the James everyone is talking about.
- Yeah. Word must have traveled fast, huh?
- Here in Noria, it travels as fast as light itself.
- So anyway, you here to watch how Sylva handles the werewolf?
- Yeah, I know she’s gonna do it, I just wanna see how.
Sylva had the same time as her sister. They both passed the exam. Only 1 failed but they managed to save him before the werewolf transformed him. It was a night of celebration. Sharylin’s home. Me, Sparrow and Sharylin’s family. Sharylin stood up.
- May I have your attention please? Tomorrow me and James start traveling. We’ll keep in touch with you guys and we’ll visit you.
No one ever managed to sleep that night. In the morning they sent us off to the gates of Noria.
- So Sharylin, should we go? There are people to be saved.
- Let’s go.
To be continued…
The wind had stopped. It felt like the atmosphere it self had frozen.
- I suppose this is not you people’s doing either.
- Very observant of yours.
Is that guy mocking me?! That fucking gay elf with the big ears and the weird hat?! I could kill him within a second… But then I could never approach Wood Elves without any harm. Plus that red head chick there in the back of the caravan is smoking hot.
- Yeah well It’s my job.
- I fail too see that as true.
- You know what?! Just shut up!!! Shut the fuck up! I don’t need you pointing out the obvious! Just let me take care of that punk who thinks he can mess around with you unpunished so we can continue our journey.
- Sorry… didn’t mean to offend you. Just seemed like you needed to chat with someone.
- Uh… No offence. Just not used to friendly people yet. I’m just liek that. An asshole to everybody.
What the f… – Well hello there Fenrir. :)
- James?! You’re the one protecting the elven caravan?! Should have listened to the imp… He said someone powerful was protecting them…
- He was informed well… But not well enough… I’m no longer just powerful… The outside world has taught me well. But Let’s get this over with so I can finish my quest.
- Well I highly doubt that you’ll be getting out of this alive. But let’s begin. >;)
It was a fearsome battle. Both of us had improved since our last encounter. But I couldn’t lose… The red head chick was watching. That reminds me. I have to ask her for her name. But if I lost the chances of me going out with her were bellow 0%.
!!! An opening! That was my chance. The last thing I remember before fainting was the warm blood all over my body.
I opened my eyes. It was dark. But not the same dark as before. Someone was holding me. I turned my head up and blessed god… or whatever I believe in… The red head chick was holding me. She asked:
- Are you ok?
- Sorry to be happy but now I am. Would it be rude if I asked you of your name?
- I’m Sharylin. And you are?
- I’m your escort to Noria. A.k.a James. Nice to meet you. Uh… sorry to be annoying but do you mind if I ask you out when we arrive?
- Sure. No problem.
I stood up. Fenrir was still alive, but lethaly hurt. I walked to him, and just then I noticed that he was fighting with the sword of the dwarven leader – Brann.
- So my dear ex. friend, where exactly did you get that sword?
- *coughing blood* Where do you think? He’s not dead though… At least not yet… Tell me something James, how is it to be on the other side?
- Well for starters, I’m not on the other side… Daemons are a third faction. They decide themselves who to join. … Since I knew you for so long, I’ll be giving you a proper funeral. Just seems right. And remember. If someday you return to this world, don’t join Hell again. :)
- Will do.
He passed out… Forever. I turned back. The elves had a strange light in their eyes. It seemed they counted me as a hero.
- Well my elven friends. I think we’ll get along pretty well.
They journey continued. Amon’Shi… wtf I remembered his name?! Anyway… Amon’shi was frienly… And Sharylin was even friendlier…
To be continued.
This world… How I’ve had enough of it… Daemons are pretty damn hated around here and since I’m such a dumb fuck I decided to deny the forces of evil… Yep, that’s a Daemon… A demon who stopped obeying Satan… Now I roam the world of Ancaria alone… Hell isn’t my home and it fuckin’ hard to make people trust me… May be it’s because I have horns… Anyway my name is James, and as you already know I’m a Daemon. I remember the day I “cleansed” myself just like it was yesterday. We were raiding the city of Khundun and the Arch Angels came to defend it. After days of freakin’ slash paradise I got sick of holy light in my eyes… I said to myself: “Screw this shit… I’m going legal.” And so my life changed. I now wander around, helping villagers in need, hoping that I can be accepted some day… If I don’t get accepted I’m going to destroy this shit hole they call “Ancaria”. Leaving hell was the biggest decision in my life… And I don’t regret it. Yeah sure Seraphim are still on my ass but I’ll prove that I’m not a devil’s child no more…
I’m currently escorting a group of wood elves to the city of Noria. Don’t know why but those gay wad bastards think that something would attack them… Nobody really wants their repleccon gold or whatever they have as inventory on that mule. Anyway the payment is pretty good, I’ll gain some reputation with the elves and I’m always up for slicing a giant lizard for a difference. Suddenly it became dark. I turned to one of the elves and asked:
- Hey you… um… Big hat elf dude? – Damn why can’t I remember names…
- The name is Amon’shi. – said the big hat elf dude… :D
- Yeah good to know… Anyway is it normal to go dark just like that?
- Well not so sudden and not for another couple of hours…
- So something is indeed wrong?…
- Don’t know for sure… But keep your gard up just in case.
- Yeah well thanks for the heads up…
- No problem.
Jeez these guys won’t get sarcasm even if it hit them across the face with a spiked club…. Anyway we slowed the walking pace, I got my huge ass sword with me, so nothing to worry about… Well unless my old mentor decided to show himself. :D But it would still be okay. I learned new fighting techniques and new styles of magic spells that normally a devil would never be able to learn. This means, that I’m cool and strong and they suck ass.
To be continued…
Сетих се за 1 мой любим филм.
“10 неща, които мразя в теб.” или на английски казано “10 things I hate about you.”
Сега ще ви цитирам любимата ми част. Лично аз ви съветвам да го гледате, освен ако вече не сте го гледали. So here we go :)
“I hate the way you talk to me
And the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots.
And the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick.
It even makes me rhyme.
I hate it…
I hate the way you’re always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh;
Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you’re not around
And the fact that you didn’t call,
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you.
Not even close…
Not even a little bit…
Not even at all…”
Нямам представа защо се сетих точно за този филм и точно този момент, но за мен това е
най-великия цитат… EVER!
Гледайте филма :)
It’s been months since he last saw any land. Bob the escimo was force to travel by sea on his raft. The nuclear weapons used in the third world war destroyed the ozone lair so Bob’s home melted down. Of course global warming wasn’t the only problem… People all over the world were mutating. Bob became an amphibian and he was able to survive because of that. Ge dived in the ocean in order to find food but he was also discovering lots of wrecked ships and submarines. No one could imagine the treasures he found there but of course they wouldn’t do him any good because he was in the middle of freaking nowhere…
This morning he woke up as usual. Dehydrated and with a squid on his head. He jumped in the water for his morning swim. He was wandering for about half an hour when he saw a huge object. He went towards it aand at a point he saw a huge sign saying “Atlantics”. Behind that sign was lying an old and destroyed city. Like the first fool he entered with no clue what might be there waiting for it’s prey. Most of the buildings were destroyed, some completely and some not. Skeletons were lying everywhere, decapitated, with severed hands or legs, and somehow, purged by fire.
Bob started looking around. He sensed that something is lurking around. It was fast and strong, judging by the recently left alone whale corpses. Fear and paranoia got into Bob. He wanted to escape the lost city of “Atlantics”… He couldn’t. A minute ago there was a street behind Bob, now it was a huge wall. He swam around it. The whole city was changed… May be it was a defense mechanism for confusing intruders, or may be it was a trap set by the “Lurker”. Bob was swimming in panic. He was hearing the strange creature getting closer and closer. Deep breath. Bob was no longer looking where he’s swimming. He just wanted to get away from this wretched place. A terrifying scream made Bob stop. his blood felt like frozen, his heart had stopped. Seconds were passing but nothing was attacking. His heart started beating again. Warm blood started flowing through his veins again. For a second Bob thought that he got away…. Then he felt a powerful hit on the back of his head. The last thing Bob remembered was was his own body falling down. Bob woke up. Pulsing pain was going through his body. He was in a room… of some sort. The strange thing was that the room wasn’t flooded. He tried standing up. Failure. He was strapped to a chair in the middle of the room. Bob thought of the worst. It was a torture chamber and he was going to die in it. There was only one blinking light and it was creepy. Then he saw them. Two glowing eyes were staring at him. That was the most terrifying pair of eyes he ever saw. Evil, filled with hatred, pain, the intention of murder. The eyes moved. The body of the creature moved. It may have been a human but the mutation had already made it into something else. The creature was holding a knife… He made several wounds on Bob, deep but not mortal. Then he poured salt into them. The pain was indescribable. When it finally stopped the creature was holding a pair of pincers. It started pulling out all of Bob’s teeth and then fingernails and toenails. It hurt like hell… And even beyond… Then he stuck a needle in every of Bob’s fingers. All the needles were connected with some sort of cables and the cables were connected to a car battery. Those electric shots brought Bob to an almost dead state. Then the creature left Bob to die. Bob’s body was going numb. He wanted to die. He wanted the pain to go away…
Така, тъй като не знам кой може да попадне на този блог, ще взема да ви се представя :).
Ще отговоря на редица въпроси, които мисля, че ще си зададете ако видите този блог.
1. Who the fuck are you?!
Аз ли? Аз съм поредния човечец бродещ по тази дупка наречена “Земя”. Няма да навлизам в много детайли, защото, повтарям, нямам си идея кой ще попадне тук :). Както и да е, роден съм и живея в това огромно село София. Уча там и куп други глупости, които всеки прави някъде си. Запалих се по идеята да си направя собствен блог от 1 приятелка, която ценя много, ама наистина много, но за това малко по-късно :).
2. Защо трябва да си правя труда да следя този блог?
Ами никой не те кара да си губиш времето с моя блог, ако не ти харесва, просто излез от браузъра или пък смени сайта. Тук съм не да отговарям на прищявките на всяко човешко същество, а да забавлявам приятелите си, че и мен покрай тях, да разкажа за деня си и после да го погледна от 3-то лице и да видя дали е могло да протече по различен начин, да споделям бъдещи произведения, от сорта на есета, съчинения и т.н. Казвам бъдещи, защото миналите са или загубени или недовършени.
3. Хубаво, блог като блог, а правила има ли?
Естествено. Но аз се водя по принципа, че правилата са за да се нарушават. Все пак мисля да поставя някакви граници :). Ще помоля да няма спамене, флуудене, прекалено псуване. Можете да псувате, но не прекалявайте. Отношения, по които може да ви се допсува:
1/ Ще бъдат пускани някой брутални публикации, зависи от настроението, но могат да станат и доста гнусни ;).
2/ Разказвам за деня си, при което се вижда очевидна грешка от моя страна и се започва едно “как може да си толко тъп?!”
3/ Завършвам есе, съчинение или просто творба, и на вас ви харесва донякъде, но изведнъж убивам главния герой или просто действията не се развиват както ви се иска.
Повтарям, да се псува е разрешено, просто се контролирайте :).
Ами това от мен и моята първа публикация, ще пиша редовно (надявам се) и също така се надявам да ви хареса блога ми :).
