The Oracle has arrived... Okay he arrived earlier today, I had done some light sparing with Anna, who's pulled her self together, were both sparing with a sense of seriousness now that...
Well now that I'm "Dying"...
Let me paint the picture here, Anna was sitting on a couch next to Mike, Anna is wearing some cat-eared Hoody sweater, Mike is wearing work shirt labeled "Tower lanes" where he used to work, Angel has her shoulder bandaged heavily, and is wearing a white T-shirt, her arm is in a sling. I'm wearing my normal black tank top and blue jeans, worn and faded from travel and fighting, at today I'm wearing a bandage over my ruined eye, which I'm doing for Angel's sake. All of us are bruised or hurt in someway...
The oracle on the other hand, is wearing pagan monk robes and looks to be older than us all.
For the most part he talks to us about, well the severity of our situation, but he didn't come over to explain the obvious, he pulled me aside for a bit so we could talk.
The oracle was disappointed about me loosing my anchor, to someone who actually wants to kill me no less. "The only good thing is he has to kill you not let you fade out" he said, however he also said that "However too get you strong enough to survive a fight with that proxy, we need months not days to teach you" So we knew the problem.
"We need to find or make a new anchor for you...."
So yeah, how hard could that be, get some rock, bless the shit out of it, call it good right?
The oracle just looked at me... disappointed "The last Object that was strong enough to contain your soul here, was probably one of the most powerful artifacts of the Creature ever discovered, I believe it's binding to you was what caused the disquieting effect that was surrounding you, we really honestly have no chance of finding a new anchor that way..."
I had to ask him, "Then what can we do"
He looked over my shoulder, at the girls "We could create an anchor"....
To my credit, it took about 20 seconds to get that sick to my stomach feeling as it hit what he said "You want me to impregnate one of them?"
The Oracle, dead serious said "Your have no living souls binding you to this world, your father and sister died in that fire, and your brother...."
"I killed him...."
I had to laugh... I mean it was out of my hands, my body demanded I laugh at how stupid this idea was "Well I guess were really properly fucked then, cause I don't think Angel and Mike are going to be on board with this"
The Oracle said "It didn't have to be Angel.... I'm sure the other one could carry a child as well"
Well I stopped laughing with a coughing fit and stammered out "Wait a goddamn second, she's like... 15... that's not going to happen"
"Well back when I'm from, she would be the perfect age to marry off" The oracle said very deadpan
I had to ask him exactly when that was, his only response was "Well the year of our lord 545", I had to remind him that in 'The year of our lord 2012' the marring age was 18..
O:"Well lets get her opinion on it"
P:"What?"
O:"Lets... Ask... Anna... How she feels about it"
P:"How-about lets not."
O:"Do you want to survive this or not?"
P:"Frankly I choose death good sir!"
We went back and forth like that for a very disturbing amount of time, when the old son of a bitch actually called her over "Child come here we must speak to you"
P:"No we don't"
O:"Don't be shy it's okay"
P:"BY ALL MEANS BE SHY!!!"
.......... So she walked over, probably out of some kind of spite towards me. "Yeah what's up"
O:"Paul needs to impregnate you"
P:"NO I CLEARLY DO NOT!!!"
O:"Paul there really is no other way, it's this or the Fading"
A:"Wha.. What the hell?"
P:"Look I don't care if the hypothetical child contains the cure for cancer in it's blood, I am not knocking anyone up to prevent my death"
A:"I'll do it!"
We both stand there shocked silent
P:"I said no, end of discussion"
A:"This will save your life though right?"
O:"She's right Paul"
P:"No both of you, there's another way, I can get the Black Bokken back from Antonio, and rebind to it"
O:"Paul right now, you don't stand a chance of defeating the this foe"
A:"And I am NOT FUCKING LOSING YOU PAUL!!!"
Anna's words shocked me silent.....
"I know that if you die to Antonio, your love may live, but we don't know if he's being honest, I know were all here now, and were all alive, I want it to stay this way" Anna is tearing up at this point "I don't care what I have to do to keep you alive Paul I'll do it!"
Shocked, Touched, and Sad, I told her to go back to Angel.... and that we'll find another way...
Then I punched the Oracle
"What the fuck is your B plan...."
The Oracle rubbed his jaw, and smiled... "Well there's one good sign to the Fading, as you get closer, and your soul becomes less and less part of this world, your physical body will gain power, and you'll be able to push the laws of the world back farther, as you get close you'll even be able to pull material, weapons, armor, and the like, from your mind, and from the Fade into this world."
So in other wards... the closer I get to the end, the more power I can throw around, in the morning, he's plans on showing me a few basic things, help guide me in a few tricks he's gained in the last well... 1500 years of himself being native to the Fade.....
But that's not all he had to say.....
"Paul.... There is one more thing" he said with a sad look in his eyes.... "It's about your friend Manic Muse"
The rest of that conversation, deserves it's own post... I'll post one about this soon.
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Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Thursday, May 24, 2012
We Are Being Hunted Without Mercy
Now that I have your attention lets set up the scene...
It was about two days ago.. Anna and I were watching some bull shit on Tv, when someone kicks the door off the hotel room floor hard enough that it went through the back wall, strangely intact... and he says one thing,
"FATHER REQUESTS THAT YOU DIE!!!!"
And then we both notice the flamethrower... Because yeah, no one in this backwater shit hole thought it was weird that someone was walking around the hotel with a WW2 style flamethrower... So I toss her in the tub and throw a bed in front of me just before he lets loose hell and sets half the fucking room on fire, we know we can't beat this guy in this tight of a spot, not with that hellish thing strapped to him... Anna was faster on her feet than me, and went out the hole in the back of the wall, and to be fair, for falling about 20 feet landed well, only a few small scrapes.
I land after her and roll to put my coat out as it caught a bit of flame as I went out the window....
The crazy fucker, wearing about 60 lbs of napalm on his back actually jumped out after us, I had my Bokken our by the point, and Anna and ducked behind a parked car... To say it was tricky getting in close to the asshole was putting it mildly, I just couldn't close distance before the flames drove us back.... I thought we were truly and properly fucked....
The Bokken disagreed... I felt that tingling in my arm... it was growing into me again... feeding my limbs with strength... but I still don't know at what cost... I felt myself slip slightly out of control and more into instinct... I leaped, must of been about 12 feet in a single bound, right into striking range, and with one swing, the Proxies arm came off... I mean the whole fucking thing tore off him at the shoulder... I know it's not possible for blunt for trauma from a normal person to inflict this kind of damage, unless it was strapped to a fucking train..... The second swing, even less under my control went for the head... It fucking exploded off of him....
We had to leave right there and then... I tore the bokken out of my arm again... and yeah it hurt just as much as it did last time... I looted a sawed off shotgun and some shells... 12 gauge slug rounds... and a few flechete rounds which, are restricted in several states, and are holy shit expensive, about $20.00 for a 3 pack, and this guy and about 20 shells of these. to put this in perspective, about a 12 slug rounds cost about $15.00 or so....
Anyways, I took the gun, I wasn't getting caught off guard like that again by a ranged combatant... Anna was honestly in shock.. I didn't realize how much blood was on me while I dragged her to the car.... we got the fuck out of there....
So it's been a couple days... were not on the wanted pages, but Anna decided it's not safe for us to stay in once place for long... the Slenderman seems to want me dead, but doesn't want to do it himself for some reason...
It was about two days ago.. Anna and I were watching some bull shit on Tv, when someone kicks the door off the hotel room floor hard enough that it went through the back wall, strangely intact... and he says one thing,
"FATHER REQUESTS THAT YOU DIE!!!!"
And then we both notice the flamethrower... Because yeah, no one in this backwater shit hole thought it was weird that someone was walking around the hotel with a WW2 style flamethrower... So I toss her in the tub and throw a bed in front of me just before he lets loose hell and sets half the fucking room on fire, we know we can't beat this guy in this tight of a spot, not with that hellish thing strapped to him... Anna was faster on her feet than me, and went out the hole in the back of the wall, and to be fair, for falling about 20 feet landed well, only a few small scrapes.
I land after her and roll to put my coat out as it caught a bit of flame as I went out the window....
The crazy fucker, wearing about 60 lbs of napalm on his back actually jumped out after us, I had my Bokken our by the point, and Anna and ducked behind a parked car... To say it was tricky getting in close to the asshole was putting it mildly, I just couldn't close distance before the flames drove us back.... I thought we were truly and properly fucked....
The Bokken disagreed... I felt that tingling in my arm... it was growing into me again... feeding my limbs with strength... but I still don't know at what cost... I felt myself slip slightly out of control and more into instinct... I leaped, must of been about 12 feet in a single bound, right into striking range, and with one swing, the Proxies arm came off... I mean the whole fucking thing tore off him at the shoulder... I know it's not possible for blunt for trauma from a normal person to inflict this kind of damage, unless it was strapped to a fucking train..... The second swing, even less under my control went for the head... It fucking exploded off of him....
We had to leave right there and then... I tore the bokken out of my arm again... and yeah it hurt just as much as it did last time... I looted a sawed off shotgun and some shells... 12 gauge slug rounds... and a few flechete rounds which, are restricted in several states, and are holy shit expensive, about $20.00 for a 3 pack, and this guy and about 20 shells of these. to put this in perspective, about a 12 slug rounds cost about $15.00 or so....
Anyways, I took the gun, I wasn't getting caught off guard like that again by a ranged combatant... Anna was honestly in shock.. I didn't realize how much blood was on me while I dragged her to the car.... we got the fuck out of there....
So it's been a couple days... were not on the wanted pages, but Anna decided it's not safe for us to stay in once place for long... the Slenderman seems to want me dead, but doesn't want to do it himself for some reason...
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
We lost Maya...
This is Antonio, and the title should speak for itself...
After Maya woke up she went off on her own, she was, quite pissed at me and demanded we split up for the day yesterday, I had gone on recon near certain known Proxy Den's in search of clues to where Paul, or spYder, may be staying...
I came up empty, my mid evening, I got a phone call from Maya, she had stated she saw who she thought was Paul coming out of a clothing store near downtown and was going to confront him, I had urged caution as I was at least 30 minutes away from her by foot...
I know now she didn't listen to me. By the time I got there the police were swarming the area, there had been a confrontation, I won't lie that at first I had feared that Paul had struck out and murdered her. The truth was not much better.
Eye witness state, verbatim, that, A small skinny blonde girl started to chase after a man in a sling with some bandages over one eye, the man had reportedly stopped and started to loudly tell the young woman to back away from him, that it wasn't safe to be near him, Eye witnesses describe, an extreme apprehension and disquieting feeling from the man, almost like something about him felt as one witness put it "Unreal, almost like he wasn't really there at all"
After what I've gathered was only a couple minutes, A store front window shatters and a man, in all black wearing a raven mask, and a pair of farming sickles, leaps through it an attacks the Man and the Woman. The man, pulls from his long coat, what I determined to be a Bokken made out of a strange black wood, likely painted wood, and started to fight the attacker one handed.
This is where this goes wrong...
The young woman, attempted to aid the Man, with a flurry of kicks and knife slashes, but she was clocked in the side of the head, and was.... Impaled through the stomach... by one of the attackers Sickles... The man, seemingly snapped and with one swing, sent the attacker flying into an ally way, he then thew the Black Bokken out of sight, grabbed the girl, and ran into an ally way, where the eye witnesses loose sight of them...
I should have been there... if I had....
No... I must not dwell on this, information is power right now... I compiled some observations from eye witness accounts that leaves a few inconsistencies.
The owner of the store where the attacker exited from, at no point saw anyone in his store, he did not see this likely Proxy enter the building.
Witnesses state that Paul had actually bought the coat he was wearing in the store, and none of the clerks saw this Black Bokken he was wearing, they did not he was wearing what they thought was some kind of Native American charm on his neck, possibly the same charm he had originally attached to his Bokken...
Paul would not have made it far carrying Maya with one arm, if his other arm is still broken then he would have been caught, Maya was reportedly bleeding severely, but my attempts to follow the blood trail end suddenly, it's worth nothing I spotted... I want to say a clearish-grey residue near where the trail stopped. I scraped up as much of it as I can and i'm going to seek someone with Paranormal education to examine it.
The Black Bokken, is in itself most disturbing, something about the idea of it... is unsettling, where would Paul have found the time to purchase something like that, many Martial arts supply shops in the area do not recall a man fitting Paul's description entering and buying a Bokken...nor do most of them sell them with a black paint or lacquer job on them. It's worth noting that despite the Witnesses stating they saw him toss it under a parked car, the Bokken it self has seemingly gone missing....
That's all I know for now, with just me left, possibly alive, I'm going underground, it may be a few days before I surface to post, I am after all, in the proxy capital of North America with a price on my with a death mark on my head...
Antonio signing off, I'll check from the tablet for comments and e-mails if anyone knows anything.
After Maya woke up she went off on her own, she was, quite pissed at me and demanded we split up for the day yesterday, I had gone on recon near certain known Proxy Den's in search of clues to where Paul, or spYder, may be staying...
I came up empty, my mid evening, I got a phone call from Maya, she had stated she saw who she thought was Paul coming out of a clothing store near downtown and was going to confront him, I had urged caution as I was at least 30 minutes away from her by foot...
I know now she didn't listen to me. By the time I got there the police were swarming the area, there had been a confrontation, I won't lie that at first I had feared that Paul had struck out and murdered her. The truth was not much better.
Eye witness state, verbatim, that, A small skinny blonde girl started to chase after a man in a sling with some bandages over one eye, the man had reportedly stopped and started to loudly tell the young woman to back away from him, that it wasn't safe to be near him, Eye witnesses describe, an extreme apprehension and disquieting feeling from the man, almost like something about him felt as one witness put it "Unreal, almost like he wasn't really there at all"
After what I've gathered was only a couple minutes, A store front window shatters and a man, in all black wearing a raven mask, and a pair of farming sickles, leaps through it an attacks the Man and the Woman. The man, pulls from his long coat, what I determined to be a Bokken made out of a strange black wood, likely painted wood, and started to fight the attacker one handed.
This is where this goes wrong...
The young woman, attempted to aid the Man, with a flurry of kicks and knife slashes, but she was clocked in the side of the head, and was.... Impaled through the stomach... by one of the attackers Sickles... The man, seemingly snapped and with one swing, sent the attacker flying into an ally way, he then thew the Black Bokken out of sight, grabbed the girl, and ran into an ally way, where the eye witnesses loose sight of them...
I should have been there... if I had....
No... I must not dwell on this, information is power right now... I compiled some observations from eye witness accounts that leaves a few inconsistencies.
The owner of the store where the attacker exited from, at no point saw anyone in his store, he did not see this likely Proxy enter the building.
Witnesses state that Paul had actually bought the coat he was wearing in the store, and none of the clerks saw this Black Bokken he was wearing, they did not he was wearing what they thought was some kind of Native American charm on his neck, possibly the same charm he had originally attached to his Bokken...
Paul would not have made it far carrying Maya with one arm, if his other arm is still broken then he would have been caught, Maya was reportedly bleeding severely, but my attempts to follow the blood trail end suddenly, it's worth nothing I spotted... I want to say a clearish-grey residue near where the trail stopped. I scraped up as much of it as I can and i'm going to seek someone with Paranormal education to examine it.
The Black Bokken, is in itself most disturbing, something about the idea of it... is unsettling, where would Paul have found the time to purchase something like that, many Martial arts supply shops in the area do not recall a man fitting Paul's description entering and buying a Bokken...nor do most of them sell them with a black paint or lacquer job on them. It's worth noting that despite the Witnesses stating they saw him toss it under a parked car, the Bokken it self has seemingly gone missing....
That's all I know for now, with just me left, possibly alive, I'm going underground, it may be a few days before I surface to post, I am after all, in the proxy capital of North America with a price on my with a death mark on my head...
Antonio signing off, I'll check from the tablet for comments and e-mails if anyone knows anything.
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Feeling useless
So I spent the day listening to Antonio and Manic bounce idea's as to how were going to find... Yes were still in the "Find" stage of this project.. Paul..
Okay there in the find stage... right now I'm just being a gloried coffee girl... Yeah I know that this is not my area of expertise... but I just feel so god damn useless... I mean Manic and Antonio have been at it for almost 3 days straight now.
Time is of the essence now... I know the longer we take, the more likely Paul is going to come back damaged.. in a very major way... I had suggested investigating something called the "Path of fallen leaves" to see if we could hopefully get anywhere in finding Paul.... Manic.. well was not polite about shooting down... so here I am back to brewing coffee for the boys again...
I'm sitting here... listening to a coffee pot peculate... holding that piece of Paul's broken Bokken... thinking how useless I was there was well, I couldn't help them fight... I was only able to get out bags to the car so we could bail.... and yeah sure I took down a proxy with my Tazer... but the second Ryan got eyes on me I was out like a light...
I'm not this fucking useless, I know I'm not... But I let Paul, and Antonio down.... and I don't want that to happen again... but what fucking good am I here, I don't even know as much about this as Paul did, and Paul was reading Manic's blog for advice.....
Gods... I better go get them there got damn coffee... they sound frustrated again....
Okay there in the find stage... right now I'm just being a gloried coffee girl... Yeah I know that this is not my area of expertise... but I just feel so god damn useless... I mean Manic and Antonio have been at it for almost 3 days straight now.
Time is of the essence now... I know the longer we take, the more likely Paul is going to come back damaged.. in a very major way... I had suggested investigating something called the "Path of fallen leaves" to see if we could hopefully get anywhere in finding Paul.... Manic.. well was not polite about shooting down... so here I am back to brewing coffee for the boys again...
I'm sitting here... listening to a coffee pot peculate... holding that piece of Paul's broken Bokken... thinking how useless I was there was well, I couldn't help them fight... I was only able to get out bags to the car so we could bail.... and yeah sure I took down a proxy with my Tazer... but the second Ryan got eyes on me I was out like a light...
I'm not this fucking useless, I know I'm not... But I let Paul, and Antonio down.... and I don't want that to happen again... but what fucking good am I here, I don't even know as much about this as Paul did, and Paul was reading Manic's blog for advice.....
Gods... I better go get them there got damn coffee... they sound frustrated again....
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
FYI Shit happened
Pretty much the title here...
We were attacked by proxies tonight, didn't seem related to the going on's around here, I think we were just on there way, there were 5 of them, they didn't seem to tough, I mean not compared to Hoody....
Hoody was there, and I never thought I'd say this but thank god for that, I mean holy shit, I just home early from work, and there outside of the fucking building.
One of them flat out said "Nothing personal" before the five of them charged...
I had my Bokken in the trunk again so I took one down with an, I freely admit, cheep shot to the side of his knee cap, probably broke his leg, but he was out of the fight.
Maya was still in the car, looking for anything to help me out with, I was more or less fucked, there were still 4 of them, and one of them charged me with what, and no shit, this happened, a mother fucking battle axe!
Seriously, where the fuck did someone get one of those!
So there I was, about to get my head split, when Hoody fucking slender walked to the right of the guy and cold cocks the guy with a telekinetic punch that, I'm pretty sure must of killed the guy... there was way to much blood.
So there we were, 3 on three, Maya was out of the car at this point with one of my largish knives that I hide behind the passenger seat...
They charged, I ducked the one who tried to clip me with a pipe wrench, gut shot him with the hilt of my Bokken, and was about to finish him when I got hit in the head with a rock, leaving me open enough for the Proxy to give me a good elbow in the face.
Maya told me later she took the rock tosser out by stabbing him in the shoulder with her knife, and then shocking him with a Taser she keeps in her purse, Self defense of course, so she won her fight first.
Mean while, Hoody managed to get himself in deep with some kung-fu asshole who was actually keeping Hoody tied up, Hoody was of course I later found out, holding back so we could beat them, saying "If I went all out they would have just ran, and who ever they were going for probably wouldn't of made it"
So me an pipe wrench guy was still going at it, he had me flat footed, he was just about to clock me in the skull with that wrench, would have been lethal at that angle and force, I managed to throw my Bokken up and caught him in the wrist, the combined force on his fragile wrist actually might have broken it because all I hear was a scream and him drop the wrench...
I wasn't thinking that at the time, I just pushed him back to get some swinging range, and swung high, I caught him just below the ear, probably shattered his jaw, but I didn't kill him, and he was out like a light...
And just like that, he hit the floor, and the lot of them vanished the way that Hoody did when I beat him, Hoody walked over to us, I'm bleeding from my nose, Maya walks over cleaning the blood off the knife before giving it back to me, I tell her keep it, it's her's now..
She smiles, I smile back.......
Hoody tells us all that they didn't have the strength to Slender-walk out like that... That their boss pulled them out...
This was round one... I know that it's only going to get worse from here, Tacoma has not been "won" by either side... there will be other proxy band's... and there's one more thing...
Ryan's e-mail..... He's coming back to Tacoma....
We have about 15 days before he comes back....
And he *Is* bringing an army with him......
I made the decision, I sat down and let Maya read the blog, she needs to know this is happening, because she could be killed by this..... She doesn't know Ryan she say's.....
So now I have, till 4/25/12 to find my answers... Or we might just all die.....
We were attacked by proxies tonight, didn't seem related to the going on's around here, I think we were just on there way, there were 5 of them, they didn't seem to tough, I mean not compared to Hoody....
Hoody was there, and I never thought I'd say this but thank god for that, I mean holy shit, I just home early from work, and there outside of the fucking building.
One of them flat out said "Nothing personal" before the five of them charged...
I had my Bokken in the trunk again so I took one down with an, I freely admit, cheep shot to the side of his knee cap, probably broke his leg, but he was out of the fight.
Maya was still in the car, looking for anything to help me out with, I was more or less fucked, there were still 4 of them, and one of them charged me with what, and no shit, this happened, a mother fucking battle axe!
Seriously, where the fuck did someone get one of those!
So there I was, about to get my head split, when Hoody fucking slender walked to the right of the guy and cold cocks the guy with a telekinetic punch that, I'm pretty sure must of killed the guy... there was way to much blood.
So there we were, 3 on three, Maya was out of the car at this point with one of my largish knives that I hide behind the passenger seat...
They charged, I ducked the one who tried to clip me with a pipe wrench, gut shot him with the hilt of my Bokken, and was about to finish him when I got hit in the head with a rock, leaving me open enough for the Proxy to give me a good elbow in the face.
Maya told me later she took the rock tosser out by stabbing him in the shoulder with her knife, and then shocking him with a Taser she keeps in her purse, Self defense of course, so she won her fight first.
Mean while, Hoody managed to get himself in deep with some kung-fu asshole who was actually keeping Hoody tied up, Hoody was of course I later found out, holding back so we could beat them, saying "If I went all out they would have just ran, and who ever they were going for probably wouldn't of made it"
So me an pipe wrench guy was still going at it, he had me flat footed, he was just about to clock me in the skull with that wrench, would have been lethal at that angle and force, I managed to throw my Bokken up and caught him in the wrist, the combined force on his fragile wrist actually might have broken it because all I hear was a scream and him drop the wrench...
I wasn't thinking that at the time, I just pushed him back to get some swinging range, and swung high, I caught him just below the ear, probably shattered his jaw, but I didn't kill him, and he was out like a light...
And just like that, he hit the floor, and the lot of them vanished the way that Hoody did when I beat him, Hoody walked over to us, I'm bleeding from my nose, Maya walks over cleaning the blood off the knife before giving it back to me, I tell her keep it, it's her's now..
She smiles, I smile back.......
Hoody tells us all that they didn't have the strength to Slender-walk out like that... That their boss pulled them out...
This was round one... I know that it's only going to get worse from here, Tacoma has not been "won" by either side... there will be other proxy band's... and there's one more thing...
Ryan's e-mail..... He's coming back to Tacoma....
We have about 15 days before he comes back....
And he *Is* bringing an army with him......
I made the decision, I sat down and let Maya read the blog, she needs to know this is happening, because she could be killed by this..... She doesn't know Ryan she say's.....
So now I have, till 4/25/12 to find my answers... Or we might just all die.....
Monday, March 26, 2012
Bloody
So I had a hell of a day, sorry I don't want to type a long post out, I'm typing this all one handed as I think I had to bandage up my hands tonight, but my left hand hurts worse....
So lets cut to the chase then, last night.... well it went pretty well considering I was *not* sleeping next to, at best case scenario, the ally of my local proxy. I had just quietly slipped my gun into a gap between the bed and the nightstand, when I heard her whisper "You won't need it, I'll protect you" in a half tired voice before wrapping her arms around me and going back to sleep....
See it's that type of shit, that raises doubts... if I could trust her... That would have been fantastically romantic...
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Sorry I was just getting some pain medicine and I just finished gaussing up a small cut over my eye I didn't notice before.. till it got in my eye, that shit hurts.....
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So why am I in such a great mood? Because I kicked kicked slenderloving shit out of hoody in a fight...
I had just got home, and he was waiting for me, said he wanted to talk to me again, and I did this time what I should have done the last time....
I walked right up to him and clocked him in the face with a "Novelty paperweight" that just happens to look like some brass knuckles... I even let out a overly upbeat "Surprise BITCH!" when I clocked him with it.
Yeah he countered that one quick, using his slender-skills to punch me back about 6 feet, but I parried it so I wasn't laid out like the last time....
I lost grip on my brass knuckles so the fight was in favor at this point, but I remembered something that I had forgot the last time we fought...
I knew Akido...
For the uninitiated, Akido focus's on the philosophy of defensive fighting, making them waste there energy attacking, and turning there own force against him, he threw a punch, I used the force of his punch to shoulder flip him and kick him in the back to throw his balance off.
Akido does not teach you how to counter teleportation, or kinetic attacks. but I held my own, left him bloodied pretty bad, till he tossed me hard enough that I landed near my car, a good ten feet... then I played my ace card.
I popped the trunk and broke out my Bokken, want to know something funny, Sure I believe in alien's, ghosts, and Slenderman, but I never bought into the mystical shit, not even when I had a native American charm affixed to my bokken, that helped...
Hoody didn't see it coming when I "blocked" one of Kinetic attacks with my bokken and countered with a diagonal swing down on his head that would make a master proud... I connected, there was blood splattering...
Hoody dissolved into smoke and was gone... but the blood on my bokken was still there... as well as the blood on the ground, and the bruises on my body.
So I finally got one for the win column, It's not decisive, or even long term, but I let him know, let all the proxies out there know one single thing...
I *will* not be fucked with any longer.
In about ten minutes, Maya will be here, I'm going to see if I can't go 2 for 2 against proxies tonight, even if this fight is going to be with words.
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