The roar of the croud
It makes me feel so alive
Now let's play some baseball.
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Wrench and Klink 2
Prologue
After we defeated Palpatine, he vanished along with Captain Solo, and our next big adventure is about to start.
Somewhere in an unknown galaxy: " Mrs. Chedderworth I think we have our next soldier," A mysterious voice said.
" Where are we?" I asked as I found myself in a little ship with this big fat man standing in front of me. The man told me his name was Mr. Whatsahooset and that he needed me to go get a new experiment he made and to join his cause at Megacorp. " We'll do it I said not consulting my partner Klink. Mr. Whatsahooset gave us a ship and it lead us to this little cruising ship. We got on the ship and found the experiment which was a little blue thing, then a figure looking like Darth Vader came out behind a doorway and grabbed the blue creature. The thief got away from us with the experiment but we did manage to get the coordinates to the next place he was going.
" Going to that place was a pointless waste of time," Klink said as we had only gotten a small gadget and began going back to the ship. We began doing a cat and mouse game for a while until we got the experiment and the directions to a desert planet where Mr.Whatsahooset came and got the experiment which is called the Protopet. As he was landing his ship knowing full well that our ship was there he landed on it and we had to find some desert crystals to get it repaired.
" Do you have the amount of crystals I have requested?" This hippie dude said as we came to him with our pockets overflowing with the crystals. " Ah yes these are the right crystals, now watch as my magic does its work, om, om, om." Then as if by magic my ship was all new and ready to fly.
Our next stop was this facility where it had high security but it also had rewards like new armour and new weapons. We had to fight a huge way to get the next location which was to a place called Blackwater city. As we were on planet Joba though we got to use our new glider and flew up to this place where a computer charged us 20,000 bolts for a transmission to this planet made of ice. " I'm not paying that, this galaxy blows," I said in anger.
" Wrench if you don't pay the money then we won't be able to stop Mr. Whatsahooset from having the Protopet destroy the Megacorp factory," Klink said encouraging me. We flew to the ice planet of Ragnar and managed to get to the Megacorp factory. We battled our way to the door where the Protopet was being held when Klink's little robot girlfriend came to tell us not to do it. Then almost in an instant Mr. Whatsahooset shot the little robot down and revealed himself as ... Captain Solo.
" Ok just what the heck is going on?" I asked completely peeved off. Then Solo hit a switch on this remote and it turned the Protopet into a huge violet creature. We had defeated the ugly gigantic Protopet when I had heard a noise come from a supply closet. I opened the door and found the real Mr. Whatsahooset and he took one look at the remote and knew that the batteries were in backwards.
Then we had forgotten Solo and we saw him sitting on Klink. (Muffled) "Get off of me Lardo I am not a chair. Once we had finally gotten him off of Klink we got back to our ship and went to our condo in Metropolis.
Epilogue
We finished off the Protopet and our adventure was about to make an " EXCITING" turn.
After we defeated Palpatine, he vanished along with Captain Solo, and our next big adventure is about to start.
Somewhere in an unknown galaxy: " Mrs. Chedderworth I think we have our next soldier," A mysterious voice said.
" Where are we?" I asked as I found myself in a little ship with this big fat man standing in front of me. The man told me his name was Mr. Whatsahooset and that he needed me to go get a new experiment he made and to join his cause at Megacorp. " We'll do it I said not consulting my partner Klink. Mr. Whatsahooset gave us a ship and it lead us to this little cruising ship. We got on the ship and found the experiment which was a little blue thing, then a figure looking like Darth Vader came out behind a doorway and grabbed the blue creature. The thief got away from us with the experiment but we did manage to get the coordinates to the next place he was going.
" Going to that place was a pointless waste of time," Klink said as we had only gotten a small gadget and began going back to the ship. We began doing a cat and mouse game for a while until we got the experiment and the directions to a desert planet where Mr.Whatsahooset came and got the experiment which is called the Protopet. As he was landing his ship knowing full well that our ship was there he landed on it and we had to find some desert crystals to get it repaired.
" Do you have the amount of crystals I have requested?" This hippie dude said as we came to him with our pockets overflowing with the crystals. " Ah yes these are the right crystals, now watch as my magic does its work, om, om, om." Then as if by magic my ship was all new and ready to fly.
Our next stop was this facility where it had high security but it also had rewards like new armour and new weapons. We had to fight a huge way to get the next location which was to a place called Blackwater city. As we were on planet Joba though we got to use our new glider and flew up to this place where a computer charged us 20,000 bolts for a transmission to this planet made of ice. " I'm not paying that, this galaxy blows," I said in anger.
" Wrench if you don't pay the money then we won't be able to stop Mr. Whatsahooset from having the Protopet destroy the Megacorp factory," Klink said encouraging me. We flew to the ice planet of Ragnar and managed to get to the Megacorp factory. We battled our way to the door where the Protopet was being held when Klink's little robot girlfriend came to tell us not to do it. Then almost in an instant Mr. Whatsahooset shot the little robot down and revealed himself as ... Captain Solo.
" Ok just what the heck is going on?" I asked completely peeved off. Then Solo hit a switch on this remote and it turned the Protopet into a huge violet creature. We had defeated the ugly gigantic Protopet when I had heard a noise come from a supply closet. I opened the door and found the real Mr. Whatsahooset and he took one look at the remote and knew that the batteries were in backwards.
Then we had forgotten Solo and we saw him sitting on Klink. (Muffled) "Get off of me Lardo I am not a chair. Once we had finally gotten him off of Klink we got back to our ship and went to our condo in Metropolis.
Epilogue
We finished off the Protopet and our adventure was about to make an " EXCITING" turn.
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Sometimes, People are Cruel
It happens every day, people kill themselves, kill others, put their lives at risk, and all because of bulling.
Sometimes they pick on you and it just won't stop. Sometimes you pick on them and the bullies become the bullied. Sometimes the wind bullies the land. And afterwards we end up hurting someone.
Sometimes, people are cruel.
When it is, we all do the same thing. We either put ourselves down or we put others down. We weep and mourn, we recover, and then it all happens again. This is a price of being bullied.
Sometimes, people are cruel, and you have a choice keep being bullied or to speak up. When it is your turn to make your move, you do.
But what if you always bully people?
Surly some victims, beaten down can be helped for thinking it's always there turn, just days after the worst victims saw their dreams smashed by the strongest swirly they have ever known, which felt like a 7.0 on the Richter scale. Surly, the rest of us watching the action, from afar experiencing the horror and intensity from the comfort of our chairs and bleachers, are pushed to watch this thing.
What's worse, this kid is super smart. Bad enough his history of bullies insecurities and low self-esteem, of being tortured by the bullies when he is being exploited by them. Bad enough all that, yet at the end of the day, he felt so much pain, torture, grief, and insults by the bullies.
Sometimes, though, if the people themselves are not conspiring against the smart kids in the world.
After April 20, 1999 when there was a school shooting that killed 12 school kids and 1 teacher, On September 11, 2001 there was a terrorist attack that attacked the Pentagon and the World Trade Center, on september 21, 2011 a 14 yr old kid also killed himself because he was bullied so much at school, what we were doing to Iraq in the war was bad because we killed some innocent people.
Sometimes, people are cruel. To get hurt by so many people, scanning out for people getting beat up in Ohio, charting shootings in Florida, running from bullies in California, is to understand this in the view of the bullied people. It is to breath a prayer that begins, " There, by the grace of the lord..." It is to write doctors notes, hall passes, volunteer time to protect, even in the doing, these things are small compared to the need, inconsequential against the torment of the people whose turn is endless.
But what else can you as a person do? As the bullied people put it, " life is to short when you are getting bullied." Even less we have the ability to stop these tormentors that burn us in the heat of the moment: Why are the most vulnerable repeatedly picked on the most?
We are unable due to our own limitations, so we can only do what we can do, only send help and tell others. And watch, drawn by the courage it takes, as we do what the people we bully always do, the thing which they have done for a long time.
Just watch and never react. Put ourselves down or put others down. Weep or mourn. Recover from our pain. Go on. And show the world once again that we don't have to be bullied, despite all the bullies of this Earth.
Sometimes they pick on you and it just won't stop. Sometimes you pick on them and the bullies become the bullied. Sometimes the wind bullies the land. And afterwards we end up hurting someone.
Sometimes, people are cruel.
When it is, we all do the same thing. We either put ourselves down or we put others down. We weep and mourn, we recover, and then it all happens again. This is a price of being bullied.
Sometimes, people are cruel, and you have a choice keep being bullied or to speak up. When it is your turn to make your move, you do.
But what if you always bully people?
Surly some victims, beaten down can be helped for thinking it's always there turn, just days after the worst victims saw their dreams smashed by the strongest swirly they have ever known, which felt like a 7.0 on the Richter scale. Surly, the rest of us watching the action, from afar experiencing the horror and intensity from the comfort of our chairs and bleachers, are pushed to watch this thing.
What's worse, this kid is super smart. Bad enough his history of bullies insecurities and low self-esteem, of being tortured by the bullies when he is being exploited by them. Bad enough all that, yet at the end of the day, he felt so much pain, torture, grief, and insults by the bullies.
Sometimes, though, if the people themselves are not conspiring against the smart kids in the world.
After April 20, 1999 when there was a school shooting that killed 12 school kids and 1 teacher, On September 11, 2001 there was a terrorist attack that attacked the Pentagon and the World Trade Center, on september 21, 2011 a 14 yr old kid also killed himself because he was bullied so much at school, what we were doing to Iraq in the war was bad because we killed some innocent people.
Sometimes, people are cruel. To get hurt by so many people, scanning out for people getting beat up in Ohio, charting shootings in Florida, running from bullies in California, is to understand this in the view of the bullied people. It is to breath a prayer that begins, " There, by the grace of the lord..." It is to write doctors notes, hall passes, volunteer time to protect, even in the doing, these things are small compared to the need, inconsequential against the torment of the people whose turn is endless.
But what else can you as a person do? As the bullied people put it, " life is to short when you are getting bullied." Even less we have the ability to stop these tormentors that burn us in the heat of the moment: Why are the most vulnerable repeatedly picked on the most?
We are unable due to our own limitations, so we can only do what we can do, only send help and tell others. And watch, drawn by the courage it takes, as we do what the people we bully always do, the thing which they have done for a long time.
Just watch and never react. Put ourselves down or put others down. Weep or mourn. Recover from our pain. Go on. And show the world once again that we don't have to be bullied, despite all the bullies of this Earth.
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