How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Aim For The Head.
How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Aim for the Head.
Just started reading this last night. This is awesome!! Makes me want to com back and play again. Keep up the good work.
Titan.Marzbarz said:
/hi5 XD
Ninja partner suppppppppppppppp
Just posting real quick to say that this segment is coming to a close very soon.
Fenrir.Stiklelf said:
More me! ='( I love me.
And I haven't blown anything up in awhile QQ
Gonna feel like a *** for this but...you definently need a PUP in there ^.^b lmao
where's the next post!? lol ; ;
I know, I know >_> Life gets busy
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To hell with life, we need more!
I just spent 3 hours writing a conclusion for this arch and accidentally hit the back button on my mouse. The text did not come ba k when I hit forward.
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damn
Quetzalcoatl.Sectumsempra said:
I just spent 3 hours writing a conclusion for this arch and accidentally hit the back button on my mouse. The text did not come ba k when I hit forward.
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Your Fuuuck doesn't even fit in the quote box. lol
I still don't know what this thread is about. c.c
Ramuh.Haseyo said:
I still don't know what this thread is about. c.c
Asura.Dameshi said:
Ramuh.Haseyo said:
I still don't know what this thread is about. c.c
Oh. I should read it when I has le~time then.
Day 35:
I never realize how many pages I went through, but this is the last entry I can fit in this book.
I'm reflecting on how different life is.
Right now, I'm on a boat with Marz and Cai. There's a giant serpent in the water cautiously following us and if it attacks again I get to fight it with the turrets again.
It's been a crazy sort of day. Currently we're traveling down the Pamtam Straights, headed for Olzhirya to warn the Mithran Kingdom about the plague and demon invasion. After that, we're stopping quickly on the Island of Tsahya to resupply and hopefully gain a few crewmen.
You see, we decided to renegotiate with the near-East: we know that their alchemists are on par with our own or better, and most of ours are dead or missing. We're going to request help; in return, they get to study the hell out of me and rip me to shreds if they'd like.
You see, Marz explained a bit about how the Empress' elite Immortal squad works, and it essentially boils down to a fundamental problem: by breaking their own souls and filling it with the souls of fallen enemies they are constantly tormented by those they've killed. I don't have that problem. I hear nothing. There's no demon whispering inside me, and if I try really hard I can remember the exact movements that the demon used to massacre an enemy in four quick slashes.
If I shut my eyes, I understand how to blend into the shadows like Marz can.
I wasn't able to tap into this information until I woke up one night, screaming in my sleep, and realized that there really was no point anymore. Life as I knew it, it was pretty much over. It was in that moment that I think I threw everything away. As I lay there, my hand reaching up, I realized that the time of the species was running short unless we did something drastic; my life was just a small part of what was once a large species, and the whole pool was getting smaller. If saving the pool meant dying, I was ready.
I'm ready now; I've found the will to care neough to survive but to be willing to die for what need be done. If that means I live long enough for the Empires' alchemists to shred me to bits studying me, then so be it.
Marz refused me from telling the team about our decision to flee to the East and petition for help until this morning. There was a mixed reception of concern and relief, to be fair. What shocked me most was Alyria, whom was taken aback so far by this that she grabbed me and dragged me half way across Windurst to have a private talk.
She took me to one of the old 'stary's that had been converted to a Mithran archery range and took out two beautiful Hellfires and taught me how to shoot. She refused to let me go until I could fire without trembling and reload calmly. She fired at me as I shot at targets in order to keep me fully aware that my decision meant at any given moment I may end up dead.
I understood entirely too well, and ultimately I was able to bring myself to shoot in her direction, though not at her; something about "providing cover fire" or something, I forget.
She let me keep the gun, simply saying, "I expect it to be your hands that bring me my darrrrrlin' back."
It was bittersweet. Cai is coming with us because he claims to know some old friends in Tsahya that would help us out and he knows even more in the Empire. That will prove valuable if it is indeed correct.
I don't know if I'll ever reread this, or if anyone will, or if the ship will even make it to the next destination, but I know one thing: this journey so far, I've learned a lot on it. I don't know if I'll ever have time to write more, or if my limbs will even stay as hands instead of the tentacles of a soulflayer. I don't know when I'll even get paper again, or if I'll write when I do. Whoever you are, if you can read it, just know that this is a terrible world full of terrible things, but that you can't give up; you have to find something worth fighting for. Even though I think I've given up, I know that I have something I'm fighting for; I'm fighting so that no one will ever have to see what I've seen or do what I've done to their friends and family. I'm fighting for a better tomorrow, if there even is such a thing. I'm fighting for the world, and by god I will fight until I die.
If nothing else, whoever you are that may read this, know that this was how I learned to stop worrying and aim for the head.
I never realize how many pages I went through, but this is the last entry I can fit in this book.
I'm reflecting on how different life is.
Right now, I'm on a boat with Marz and Cai. There's a giant serpent in the water cautiously following us and if it attacks again I get to fight it with the turrets again.
It's been a crazy sort of day. Currently we're traveling down the Pamtam Straights, headed for Olzhirya to warn the Mithran Kingdom about the plague and demon invasion. After that, we're stopping quickly on the Island of Tsahya to resupply and hopefully gain a few crewmen.
You see, we decided to renegotiate with the near-East: we know that their alchemists are on par with our own or better, and most of ours are dead or missing. We're going to request help; in return, they get to study the hell out of me and rip me to shreds if they'd like.
You see, Marz explained a bit about how the Empress' elite Immortal squad works, and it essentially boils down to a fundamental problem: by breaking their own souls and filling it with the souls of fallen enemies they are constantly tormented by those they've killed. I don't have that problem. I hear nothing. There's no demon whispering inside me, and if I try really hard I can remember the exact movements that the demon used to massacre an enemy in four quick slashes.
If I shut my eyes, I understand how to blend into the shadows like Marz can.
I wasn't able to tap into this information until I woke up one night, screaming in my sleep, and realized that there really was no point anymore. Life as I knew it, it was pretty much over. It was in that moment that I think I threw everything away. As I lay there, my hand reaching up, I realized that the time of the species was running short unless we did something drastic; my life was just a small part of what was once a large species, and the whole pool was getting smaller. If saving the pool meant dying, I was ready.
I'm ready now; I've found the will to care neough to survive but to be willing to die for what need be done. If that means I live long enough for the Empires' alchemists to shred me to bits studying me, then so be it.
Marz refused me from telling the team about our decision to flee to the East and petition for help until this morning. There was a mixed reception of concern and relief, to be fair. What shocked me most was Alyria, whom was taken aback so far by this that she grabbed me and dragged me half way across Windurst to have a private talk.
She took me to one of the old 'stary's that had been converted to a Mithran archery range and took out two beautiful Hellfires and taught me how to shoot. She refused to let me go until I could fire without trembling and reload calmly. She fired at me as I shot at targets in order to keep me fully aware that my decision meant at any given moment I may end up dead.
I understood entirely too well, and ultimately I was able to bring myself to shoot in her direction, though not at her; something about "providing cover fire" or something, I forget.
She let me keep the gun, simply saying, "I expect it to be your hands that bring me my darrrrrlin' back."
It was bittersweet. Cai is coming with us because he claims to know some old friends in Tsahya that would help us out and he knows even more in the Empire. That will prove valuable if it is indeed correct.
I don't know if I'll ever reread this, or if anyone will, or if the ship will even make it to the next destination, but I know one thing: this journey so far, I've learned a lot on it. I don't know if I'll ever have time to write more, or if my limbs will even stay as hands instead of the tentacles of a soulflayer. I don't know when I'll even get paper again, or if I'll write when I do. Whoever you are, if you can read it, just know that this is a terrible world full of terrible things, but that you can't give up; you have to find something worth fighting for. Even though I think I've given up, I know that I have something I'm fighting for; I'm fighting so that no one will ever have to see what I've seen or do what I've done to their friends and family. I'm fighting for a better tomorrow, if there even is such a thing. I'm fighting for the world, and by god I will fight until I die.
If nothing else, whoever you are that may read this, know that this was how I learned to stop worrying and aim for the head.
And with that, the first chapter is over. Who's up for a second?
Quetzalcoatl.Sectumsempra said:
And with that, the first chapter is over. Who's up for a second?
That was just the first chapter? Holy crap! Epic first chapter! Loved it. Thank you for writing it, was well worth the time to read.
Quetzalcoatl.Sectumsempra said:
Who's up for a second?
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Sorry for the delays, been super busy now but now that college acceptance letters are in my hand I can let loose a bit lol.
And yeah, I intend on making this into a giant file now and hosting it somewhere. Hope you all enjoyed.
And yeah, I intend on making this into a giant file now and hosting it somewhere. Hope you all enjoyed.
That was awesome. I can't wait to read what happens in the East :D
I had just checked this morning to see if i had somehow missed some updates, loved the first chapter, Cant wait for more!
Please, more.
Meeeeee Meeee I'm up for more!!!
Wow it comes out to 18~ pages on Microsoft Word
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