The Big Pointy One

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Little did he know he was being trailed by a heart-eyed Stick...

Since they were both experienced warriors, Gyrfalcon and Tayne seemed to be thinking along the same lines as they circled each other around the room, trading the occassional blow while they recovered a bit of strength. It was clear to them that Gyrfalcon was the better sword fighter, but with all of Tayne's equipment, the larger warrior had the advantage here. Of course, Tayne wouldn't let on to that. Grinning sadistically, he taunted Gyrfalcon, "You know, once I take your head, I'm going to take your wench too. After that, maybe I'll clean out this little keep. I wouldn't mind my own castle, as opposed to some hole in the ground. Of course, with the billion geld reward I'm going to get, I can buy any castle I want." he laughed. Gyrfalcon's expression just seemed to get more grim and determined. "Don't count on it." was all he said. This time, launching an actual attack, Gyrfalcon lead in with a series of jabs that he hoped would help destroy Tayne's armour, link by link if he had to. As Tayne deflected the critical blows then went for a stab of his own, Gyrfalcon twisted a bit to the side and watched Tayne's sword fly all the way by his head. In the split second that it was next to his face, he noticed the ring on Tayne's finger that seemed to be glowing with a low green hue. As he twisted the other direction to dodge the dagger that was about to make impact with his skull, he realised that that ring must be the one that's healing his wounds. He'd just have to remove that. For now, he bid his time, waiting for the right moment to slice off Tayne's hand. As he pressed his attack, Tayne noticed the slightest of changes on Gyrfalcon's face. He was still as grim and determined as ever, but there was something akin to a flash in Gyrfalcon's eyes. He must have figured something out, and that could only mean trouble. Pressing harder, he tried to match Gyrfalcon's speed and put the ranger on the defensive. If he could only deflect Tayne's blows, he couldn't do whatever it was he was planning. He had dropped his other equipment in his haste to make it to Gyrfalcon's room, so he was left with what he had in hand. He didn't see any option but besting Gyrfalcon in combat. His only chance was to offer Gyrfalcon a good opportunity to slice him somewhere juicy as a feint so he could make a killing blow with his other weapon. Tayne was losing his offense quickly though, as Gyrfalcon kept making better deflections and parries against both of Tayne's weapons. The rangers swordplay was amazing; Tayne was starting to doubt his chances. He had to act. NOW. Tayne lead with a dagger stab aimed at Gyrfalcons midsection which was deflected quickly and harmlessly to the side. Giving a quick twist of his wrist, Tayne followed up with a jab aimed at Gyrfalcon's shoulder. As the ranger moved to deflect the blow, Tayne quickly reversed his grip on his dagger and brought it in a diagonal backhanded slash across Gyrfalcon's chest. Time seemed to freeze for both combatants. As a look of shock entered both of their eyes. They stared at each other for that split second, rage and surprise burning; then time resumed it's frantic pace. In a searing amount of pain, Gyrfalcon had pulled a surprising maneuver and instead of simply deflecting Tayne's longsword, he sliced his hand off at the wrist. The jolting pain caused his other arm to flinch, so as opposed to slicing through inches of flesh, Tayne just ripped accross the ranger's chest. The wound left a bloody trail, but the wound wasn't close to fatal. Tayne dropped his dagger and clutched the bloody stump where his hand used to be and bellowed in pain and rage. He had failed.

It was at this point that Stick showed up and saw Cthulu, former drinking buddy now turned arch-nemesis. "So we meet again, nemesis." Stick said as he entered the room, BPS firmly in hand. Cthulu replied in a voice that seemed to rattle the hall way, distort the mind, yet tickle your fancy. It was also in some long-lost language that Stick didn't understand. "Nice try, Cthulu. Unfortunately, I've had enough of your shenadigans (sp?) and..." Cthulu interrupts by turning Stick into a hot dog, then rolls about in his mollusk-y fashion...

Update the third: Looks like my 'rents are on vacation, leaving me their home for the next week and a half... all to myself... and granting me 'net access. Time to get caught up! ^.^

Update: Unless I get a job before then, I probably won't have permanent 'net access 'til October first, when I move out... again... finally... sorry to everyone who I'm currently writing with... feel free to write around me... bleh...

*throws an angst-filled tantrum* What... isn't this the cool thing to do these days?

Hey, just so everyone knows... due to certain circumstances, I may have limited to no 'net access until further notice... I've actually been disconnected since Sunday... hopefully I'll be getting it back soon, but we'll see how things go...

Hrm, speaking of foreign movies, another couple I've seen within the last year and a half: Ping Pong: Cool Japanese movie... highly recommended. Battle Royale: If you haven't seen this violent fightfest that's comparable to Lord of the Flies... well, except for the fact that the students *have* to fight each other... see it! It's pretty good... although the book is better... check your local comic shop/bookstore! Attack the Gas Station: I can't remember, but I think this one is Korean. I think it's along the lines of a comedy, but it has some drama to it as well. I thought it was pretty entertaining. I don't want to reveal too much about any of these movies; I just highly recommend seeing all three. Also, any Samurai movie by Akira Kurosawa is a good bet as far as foreign movies go.

Wyv - ah, thanks for clarifying ;p ...also, in regards to Crapwoman... err, Catwoman... as far as I know, it has pretty much *nothing* to do with the comics. Final note, I don't think Halle Berry should be allowed to be in movies that aren't chilling dramas. She's cool and all, but I don't think she does good in movies that have weak dialogue. It's probably fun to act all cheesy and stuff, but she's done better serious stuff, and I think she's just hurting her credibility, hot or not.

Can't go wrong with Lovecraft... references ;p ^.^

Oh yeah, Hellboy... I saw that one recently too... it had it's definite moments, but there were some totally pointless parts. I mean, what was the point of the fish dude? He barely had anything to do with anything in the movie. The lines were cheesy, yeah... but I think they were supposed to be cheesy. All in all, it was an average movie, with some alright parts, but it coulda been better. If you haven't seen it yet, I'd give it a rent, if you had nothing better to try and watch.

Awwww.... I love the Excel Saga series... maybe it's because of my low-level brain and such... anyways, *I* think it's entertaining. The trick is when you're watching it is not to expect anything special or serious. I enjoyed the ending, because they kinda turned the whole silly thing right around into something serious. Anyways, it's not really for everyone, but I think it's good to keep an open mind while watching it. It isn't supposed to be spectacular, just entertaining... like Kill Bill. Anyways, I've seen a few movies this summer, and here's my short opinions: The Good Dodgeball: Now, some people around here may not be a fan of mainstream, low-brow comedy, or whatever you want to call it. Anyways, I thought it was pretty entertaining through and through. This was probably one of Stiller's best movies in a while. Vince Vaughn is pretty good too, although he was better in Old School. All in all, it wasn't a great movie, but I think it was still pretty entertaining. Plus, it has a guy who thinks he's a pirate. Anchorman: If there's any comedy that's worth going to this summer, it's Anchorman. Will Ferrel is really funny, plain and simple. I was laughing pretty much the whole way through, and the cameos are great. I don't really have anything outstanding in my mind about this movie, except that everyone should see it. Freakin' hillarious it be. The Bad Aliens vs. Predator: I had a feeling this movie wasn't going to be spectacular, but I thought it'd redeem itself at one point. Unfortunately, I was wrong. It started off kinda slow... I'm not really sure what the whole deal with the opening was... it took too long in any case. Anyways, you know things are going down hill, when archaelogists pull out machine guns that they excuse with "Well, you never know..." or something stupid like that. The action was cool, especially with the ninja-like predator near the end... but it wasn't enough to pull it out. It kinda caught the atmosphere of the original movies, but again... it just didn't redeem it in the end. If you want to see an average movie with two sci-fi icons duking it out, by all means, otherwise, it isn't worth it. I, Robot: Well, I was half-asleep during half of this, but I don't think it was that good either. It was mildly entertaining action-wise, but the dialogue and plot were both pretty weak. It seems to me it's just one of those movies to raise moral issues (i.e. playing god...) Will Smith was probably the best person in the movie, and that isn't saying much. I like the guy, but this was pretty weak too. THE UGLY!!! Okay, so I haven't seen any of the following movies, but that's because I'm sane. Superbabies: Baby Geniuses 2: A movie about talking babies. With super powers. Someone will pay dearly. 'nuff said. The same goes for the first in the duo. If it turns into a series, I'm taking a road-trip to the bad movie factory, packing nothing but small, pointy objects. Any movie about a dog, or a cat, or some animal doing things that animals don't do: PLEASE STOP!!!! NO ONE ACTUALLY WANTS TO SEE THIS GARBAGE!!! A DOG PLAYING FOOTBALL OR A MONKEY PLAYING BASEBALL ISN'T A GOOD IDEA!!! OH THE HUMANITY!!! OH SOMEBODY PLEASE STOP THEM!!! *seething anger* *stick screams some more, then passes out and eventually someone drags him out* {EDIT} Oh, and after reviewing the post completely, I figured I should share my thoughts on a few of the mentioned flicks: Kill Bill Volume 1 and 2 were both excellent. Although it may be hard for someone to take them as a serious movie... they are still really really cool. I actually bought the DVD of Volume 1 so I could see Volume 2 that night. Luckily, it wasn't a waste of money, and I've probably watched Volume 1 at least a half a dozen times. What I thought was cool was during the battle with the Crazy 88's where The Bride plucks out the dude's eye, it goes black and white... (foreshadowing!) and then the colour returns when the lights get turned back on. Volume 2 was cool, because I figured it was more about the journey of The Bride, as opposed to the actual revenge. Well, if you don't pay much attention to the whole people dying thing anyways... ;p What really got me was Budd. I felt sorry for the guy; I really wish he didn't die, because he knew what a crappy situation it was. His life had gone to hell, while everyone else's was pretty fine. I was hoping he'd take the Hanzo Sword and wreak some havoc at the bar, but alas, it was not meant to be... To go way back, I believe I saw 28 Days Later last summer at the drive in last year... from what I remember I thought it was pretty cool. I'm a fan of the whole zombie movie thing, so it was pretty enjoyable. I really got into to the whole feel of the thing. Just imagining what it'd be like without people... pretty much everywhere... would be really cool, but at the same time, really terrifying. Wyv, I have to say, I think when you're in a situation that you're not used to, or not trained for, you kinda fall into the whole 'stupid humans making dangerously stupid decisions' cliche ;p ...and about the zombies... THEY'RE ZOMBIES!!! If they didn't act stupid and scared of the light and all that, they wouldn't be zombies! ...they'd be... vampires... or something else! ;p And a few short reviews: The Day after Tomorrow: Cool, but really stupid. Yay for Jake Gyllenhaal, boo for the rest. Bowling For Columbine: Awesome. Donnie Darko: Awesome. Bubba Ho-Tep: REALLY Awesome. Donnie Darko: Oh yeah, it's REALLY REALLY Awesome. The Punisher: WTF?! Catwoman: Didn't see it, but I find it funny that it went to the second-run theaters not even two weeks after it opened. I *KNEW* that POS was gonna bomb...

1. Falcon 2. Canid 3. Huuuuuge 4. Finnius 5. Pilot Goggles 6. Sticky 7. Hot Dog Vendor 8. Loud(ly) 9. Ninja 10. Karate Chopped 11. Delicious 12. Chemicals 13. Tiny 14. Shiny 15. Carrot 16. Quick 17. Hid 18. Annoying 19. Mortal Kombat II 20. Pies ;p

Peredhil- That's the answer I was looking for ;p ...after all, if you can honestly say your life turned out for the best today, then there's nothing wrong with it. To me, it just seemed like everyone was discarding the possibility of change altogether. Plus, maybe because I'm at a different point in my life right now, I have a different perspective. Basically, I'm at the point where I can still change a lot of things that I regret, but it'd be easier if I could go back and change myself. To continue on, in response to part 2 of Regel's question... I've been pondering the very same question the last few years especially. There are a few things I regret a lot. The number 1 thing I think is the point where I basically stopped giving a crap about anything (I'd say roughly around the age of 11... :S) and just stopped doing anything worth any merit. I stopped caring about school work, and I stopped caring about my general well-being. If I could go back, I'd make it so I kept with my studies, and kept a bit more active. Today, I'm so lazy it's embarassing. It's sad, really. If I had changed these things, I'd be in better shape, I probably would have gotten straight A's all the way to Valedictorian (I am still confident in myself that I am smart... I got through high school with minimal effort, and I probably still did better than a lot of people... if I had applied myself, I honestly believe there wouldn't be very many people who'd stand above me academically.) and I'd still be in school, on my third year, with a high average. My first semester of university I thought to be real easy, and if I had my study skills, I'd probably be at the top of my class. (call me arrogant, but it's just one of those things I'm sure of) Now, would I be the same person I am today? I'd like to think so. Just because I studied harder, I don't think that'd make me fall in with a different crowd. I still would have met my 3 best friends from high school, and still would have had mutual interests, not to mention a mutual dislike for the general crowd. The only major difference is that I would have had a bit less time to goof off. Perhaps I'd be a bit more serious, but I don't really think so. After high school, and when I met a few more people, I think I'd still have the same friends I do today. I met my current best friend through lasertag, and the only difference I think is that I would have been a bit better at the game (we became friends after going to a regional tournament together) As a writer, I'd probably have a bit of a better vocabulary and I'd probably be better at it. I've been interested in creative writing since I learned how to write, so that would definitely not change. All in all, I honestly believe I'd be a better person today. I'd be more dedicated, and definitely healthier. However, these are still things I can change today, and hopefully I will...

:S *gives everyone some cake* ...I'm not sure why people seem to be getting worked up here, I don't see it as that big of a deal... there's no one person saying we all have to agree. I figured this was at least somewhat open for discussion and people sharing their opinions on the matter, and as such I'm going to continue with mine. Because I'm doing so, that doesn't mean I think anyone else's is invalid; I just happen to disagree. That doesn't mean I think I'm right either, it just means I disagree. It doesn't mean I respect the holder of anyone's opinion, it just means I disagree? Cool? I hope so ;p Anyways, the larger consensus here seems to be that people don't like the possibility of being a different person as compared to who they are today. I totally understand how people feel on the matter; you can't say for sure what you'd be like if things had been different in your past. However, totally denying the possibility that things could be *better* just because of the chance that they could be worse? Doesn't it seem a little silly? I mean, I know there's tons of little things, and more general big things that I regret, and if I could change them, I would, because I know I *would* be a better person today. Would my personality be the same? Probably. There's some things that don't change, unless you really want them to. Maybe it's easier for me to look at it this way because my life may not be as good as everyone else's... I really don't know. In any case, I'm just hoping everyone remembers that we don't have to take things so seriously here... it's just a question, and it's not going to change anything outside these forums, except maybe the way you might think about certain things... but even then... yeah.

Well, there was the time I got all oiled up and dipped myself in glitter, then wrapped xmas lights around myself... ...in short, no to being shiny... ;p

Well, the thing is, it's like chess. Maybe if you're really really good, you don't ever make mistakes (but even then, I doubt the greatest chess players don't make mistakes from time to time.) but as you're still learning things, you make lots of mistakes. Sure, it's easy to say maybe I did the best, or maybe the way things turned out are for the best, or something like that... but maybe not. Maybe I'm a bit to humble to accept that every single thing I do results in either good consequences or a bad experience I learn something from. I'd rather be able to make the bad experiences into a longer-lasting good one, personally. Does that mean I live in the past? Of course not, I'm just saying, if I *could* change things, I certainly would...

Following Salinye's blood trail was easy enough. Noticing how it seemed to pool a bit around a few corners and at the bottom of a couple sets of stairs. In fact, there was a spot that looked like someone had slipped; Tayne assumed it was her. Grinning his mad man grin again, Tayne hurried along up the stairs. He had to be catching up to her at this rate. Hopefully he'd find her before someone else did. As he rushed onwards, a few wanderers were confused to see a blurry image of what must of been a man running by. In fact, one unfortunate person got knocked aside by the large man. Unluckily for Tayne, it slowed him down by a few crucial seconds. Combined with a few more seconds here and there that he spent examining certain parts of the blood trail, he managed to lose enough time to allow Salinye to escape into Gyrfalcon's chamber. After a few scant minutes, Salinye's trail ended right at a door which Tayne assumed was Gyrfalcon's chamber. He pressed his ear against the door to confirm the fact. He heard conversation between Salinye's familiar voice and an unknown male voice which Tayne assumed belonged to Gyrfalcon. Figuring there was no time like the present, he tossed his cloak aside, and swung his hand-axes into the door, hard. He pulled out the hand axes from the door, swung them in a few more times and then booted the door wide open. "Salinye...?" Gyrfalcon said quietly. The elven sorceress nodded as she completed casting the ward around Gyrfalcon. "It's him." At this point, words weren't necessary. Gyrfalcon rushed in, his katana weaving around Tayne's vicious handaxes. The two swung back and forth, metal ringing on metal often. Blows were made, but at first they were only light. A small slash along an arm... a nick around the face... a tear in the clothing that revealed armour beneath. The two experienced warriors were testing each other. As their pace began to hasten, Gyrfalcon couldn't help but notice that Tayne's wounds seemed to be closing themselves fairly rapidly. He noted that as he pressed harder, with a multitude of quick slashes and feints intending to trap Tayne's hand-axes. However, the large man was on to Gyrfalcon's strategy, and as soon as he got to the point where the ranger would have both of his axes locked in place, he released his grip completely, dropping both axes and pulled out his broadsword in one hand and a knife in the other. As he swung the sword, flame trailed in the air from the back of his blade. He caught Gyrfalcon somewhat offguard with the maneuver and even though the half-elf was able to recover fast enough to go for a killing blow, Tayne managed to turn in time to avoid the blow. He knocked Gyrfalcon's blade to the side then followed up with a kick to his chest that sent him flying to the ground. Turning back around, Tayne launched the knife in his right hand at Gyrfalcon's throat as the ranger fell to the ground...

Ew, all the time... there's tons of things I regret. While I think I'm happy with who I am today... I think I'd probably also be happier if a few things were different. Now, does that mean things could have turned out any other way? I don't know, maybe it does, maybe it doesn't. As often as I do it though, I figure it isn't good to worry about the past, and mistakes I've made, since I can't do anything about (most of) them. So, have I ever experienced a moment of regret that if I could, I'd go back and change? Yes. I'd go back and make a few choice moves that'd ensure I'd still be employed, not to mention have a relationship with the coolest (not to mention a whole lot of other tasty adjectives) person I know...

*Considers making a list then... BURNS* ...BURNING

Katz- I (used to?) speak to inanimate objects all the time... quite often I'd apologize to them, but not for speaking for them... no, I'd apologize if I was squashing them, or handling them poorly... I was weird like that (among other ways) Ayshela - All the time. Dragonqueen - (About the genius thing) all the time...

Vlad - Sure, sure.... ;p I'm not sure how much ice cream I've eaten in one seating, but I'm sure I've eaten a lot at once before... I haven't eaten a pound of chocolate all at *once* but I have eaten a lot of easter chocolate... I don't think I've had easter chocolate at the same time as I've had IRC though... I've actually purposely eaten the foil around chocolate before, simply because I didn't feel like unraveling it... I just chew the thing and spit out the wrapper... wee! (Sometimes I accidentally eat bits of foil I can't seem to get off...) Can't say I have...

It seemed it was quite easy to get into The Pen's keep. Much easier than Tayne had expected, anyways. He had decided against asking for Gyrfalcon's whereabouts however; even though he was certain no one knew about the current hunt for Gyrfalcon, it was still well known that there was a bounty on his head. Strangers appearing at dusk asking for someone in particular weren't usually a good sign, and any sort of supsicion on himself would blow his cover. So instead he had requested a bit of food and a place to sleep for the night. After a few hours of reviewing his plans, he slipped out the window, and made his way down a cobbled path that led from one courtyard into another. Cautiously and silently he stepped on, and noticed an elven woman standing by a fountain. Alone. Unarmed. Tayne took a look around. There seemed to be no lights coming out of any windows nearby. He supposed he could have a quick minute of personal enjoyment here and now. After all, he was certain he was days ahead of his competition. Pulling down his hood, and walking in a normal matter, he approached the woman. "Hey there," he said in a friendly voice that edged on sinister, "Don't you know it's dangerous to be out alone this time of night?" In a smooth motion, Tayne moved one of his still-concealed arms slightly and produced a dagger in one hand. Whateve Salinye was thinking at this point, it disappeared. She had been so wrapped up in thought that she hadn't even noticed anyone approaching her. Hoping that she hadn't jumped when Tayne addressed her, she laughed slightly and turned around as she said, "Yes, so they say..." her words were cut short as she recognized who was in front of her. One of the bounty hunters who hadn't gone to Tel Reth was now here, right in front of her! Her mind raced for something to say! She had to make a plan... ...Tayne's faced quirked for a moment. He had recognized Salinye's voice, but it took him a few moments to place it. "Dove? Yes, that's you, isn't it?" she nodded and Tayne grinned, "So, I guess you got here ahead of everyone too. It's a shame I'll have to split the bounty with you, but I suppose a little help wouldn't help. Of course, we *are* probably pretty far ahead of everyone, and no one's around..." Salinye made a face of disgust and shook her head. Tayne didn't seem to mind and just continued on, "Anyways, what's with the look?" "Well..." still somewhat affronted from Tayne's insinuated offer, Salinye did her best to regain her composure, "...I didn't want Gyrfalcon or anyone else to recognize me, so I cast this illusion on myself." that seemed to make Tayne frown. She paused for a second as her plan snapped to place in her mind. "Listen, I know where Gyrfalcon sleeps, and I can lead you to him right now. I think I'm going to need some back up anyways, so you may as well come along." Tayne thought for a moment, then nodded. "Very well then, lead the way." he gestured with his open hand for Salinye to lead, and he fell in behind her. After a few feet of walking, he struck with lightning-like alacrity. Dagger in hand, he stabbed Salinye in the lower back, piercing her flesh and spraying blood all over the cobble. She turned and stared at Tayne in pure disbelief as she fell to the ground. She tried to mouth something, but she was too shocked to form words. As he leaned in to finish her off, her defensive reflexes sprung to life and Salinye kicked Tayne in the shin, hard. This sent him tumbling back a couple steps with a growl. The large warrior reached into his cloaks and pulled out another hand axe and lunged at Salinye again. Gathering her wits as quickly as possible, she muttered a few words and there was a blinding flash of light. Tayne dropped to the ground, covering his eyes; Salinye hobbled to her feet, cast a haste and an invisibility spell on herself and sped off towards the nearest door. She rushed through it and made her way as quickly as possible towards Gyrfalcon's chambers. Meanwhile, Tayne writhed on the ground, completely surprised. After all his preparations, he had fell victim to a simple light spell. The thought hadn't occured to him that someone would use a spell that wouldn't be targeting him directly; he had figured Gyrfalcon would be throwing fireballs and lightning bolts at him, not a bloody light spell! He cursed his luck, pulled himself to his feet and tried shaking the stars away from his eyes. The cursed woman had got away, and knew where Gyrfalcon was. He had to find her before she got to him... and then something dawned on him... what if she happenned to be on Gyrfalcon's side? She could have been leading him into a trap. He cursed his luck again and decided regardless of what her plans were, he *had* to get to her as soon as possible. He decided to head farther down the courtyard, opposite of the direction he had came from. A few steps down the road, he noticed that there seemed to be droplets of blood leading to a doorway not too far away. Of course, he *had* stabbed her, so naturally, there was a blood trail. Grinning, he put his hood back on, and hurried towards the door. Quietly as possible, he slipped inside, and found it was easier to see the blood trail inside. Grinning with murderous glee, he followed it and hoped blindly to find Salinye before she could cause him any trouble...

The default webpage on your browser. ;p Seriously though, I don't really delve into it. Home's your place of shelter and food... but also, the place where you feel most comfortable. I'm living with my parents right now, there's shelter, but I don't feel so comfortable. Last year, when I had my house, and lived with my best friend, that was home.