So I don't want this blog to be full of mtg stuff, what's the best I can get? Mmm, damn I'll have to share another dream. If only I had convinced her of retaking tango... :P
It's another timeline. Here I don't have a place to go, nor family, nor a profession, nor anything. To be blunt, I'm a meat pack needing shelter, food and company. That's when good old yorch comes to save me. Or so I thought.
He introduces me to the institute. I'm about to become a gladiator. Fight for food with my colleagues. There's julio, david, pollo... The director is glad to have a new student. I'm not so happy. It is a ruthless environment, a kin to a prison. My few possessions are rapidly robbed by a much more stronger guy. There goes larissa. My former friends are changed. No longer resemble the people I knew.
The environment is easy to explain. Once a week they fight. The rest of the time is yours, you decide to train or not. You better do, everybody else does. Every morning the director teaches so much of his art. Mainly how to break bones, with swiftness. The rules of the fight are many, just remember some parts of the long litany. As I am new, I get the chance to see one fight, next time, I'll be in. "Women and kids first!" That's one of the rules. They shout them at the beginning of the match. As if part of a ritual. The fight is all against all. So that phrase just means, take the weakest opponent you can find first. (The institute does have women fighting and kids, btw). It's to your benefit to beat them. As that saves you for the round. Anyone who's able to knock another or bleed them pass to the next phase. That's where they praise the winners and keep beating down the losers. That's how julio loose an eye. It's a monstrous spectacle, but tons of people watch it with fervor. Disgusting. In this match, the losers are to be knocked out again by closing a car door with his neck in the middle. Then firing the car with the unconscious poor guys inside. Each league is of ten people. Currently we are 14. I really hate this place. The director has wonder medicine so it won't be real lethal, but, come on, how could we go this down... Julio is a changed man, bitter/beater to the extreme. He doesn't want to loose ever again, so he proceeds with extreme brutality to ensure next matches be ever easier.
After viewing that show I come to the conclusion, I can't be here. So there's two ways, telling the director I quit or leave shaded by the night. Don't know the guy's policy about it. I can foresee him as "who told you, you can quit?" "Guys, teach memo a lesson about courage." And if I runaway, "Chase him" could follow. I can't stay here. Let's be frank,I'm not that much of a fighterdon't know how to fight and well, if I could, most certainly some of my friends would suffer.
The house is big. I only own a bed. I ask the others about who has been in the institute. No one can tell me about past names. It is either good news (no one has died) or bad (none has leave). For my debut I'll fight against only three other guys (you might remember there are 14 of us). David is in that group. He isn't so willing to fight against me.
That's when I decide, it's enough. I might, as well, cheat. Who the heck said I was gonna play nice? Its my dream and none are to cause me grief in this place. Summon magic and start a fight with the meanest guy. Vaporize him. The director goes mad. Everybody starts to attack me. Got a blade and start to climb up my way. This to reduce the number of possible guys fighting me, while letting me be nearer and nearer to the director. To my friends I try to bleed them little, to the others, harsh cuts. One guy guts out. Pollo is fierce, so I live him an inch mark in the cheek. The good news is that these people is so used to their rules, that they don't fight after blood is spill. At least for now, I guess. The boss is really difficult. Have to be a better swordsman. Good thing, in my dreams I can tap all the talent I care enough to have. I beat him.
Now I'm master of the place. He is to be exhiliated for creating this abomination. Then I announce, "I'm leaving. Whoever wants to leave is welcome. Whoever wants to keep with the theater, slob people, you are free to do as you wish." A couple of guys are truly so desperate for a place called home that they'll stay. Julio returns to his family. Most of my friends come up with a better lifestyle. I... I keep wondering through the world.
FAQ (or things you could ask and I know the answer)
1. Did jaime appeared? Nope. He lives in culiacan.
2. How about allan? He was there, just he didn't get any special mention. Some blades in the sleeves.
3. Who else appeared? Pollo's brother, both of them were quite a team. Had seized a room in second floor and were the only ones who had real possessions. As they defended each other.
4. Did you get back your things? Yep, larissa was saved.
5. Did the director looked like miyagi? No, more like the other teacher, except black hair.
6. What does your dream means? Its entertainment. Not everything has to be a lesson.
7. Did you really dreamt that? Sure. It's not like I decided how cool a gladiator I could be.
8. And how's your waking life? ... End of Interview.
It's another timeline. Here I don't have a place to go, nor family, nor a profession, nor anything. To be blunt, I'm a meat pack needing shelter, food and company. That's when good old yorch comes to save me. Or so I thought.
He introduces me to the institute. I'm about to become a gladiator. Fight for food with my colleagues. There's julio, david, pollo... The director is glad to have a new student. I'm not so happy. It is a ruthless environment, a kin to a prison. My few possessions are rapidly robbed by a much more stronger guy. There goes larissa. My former friends are changed. No longer resemble the people I knew.
The environment is easy to explain. Once a week they fight. The rest of the time is yours, you decide to train or not. You better do, everybody else does. Every morning the director teaches so much of his art. Mainly how to break bones, with swiftness. The rules of the fight are many, just remember some parts of the long litany. As I am new, I get the chance to see one fight, next time, I'll be in. "Women and kids first!" That's one of the rules. They shout them at the beginning of the match. As if part of a ritual. The fight is all against all. So that phrase just means, take the weakest opponent you can find first. (The institute does have women fighting and kids, btw). It's to your benefit to beat them. As that saves you for the round. Anyone who's able to knock another or bleed them pass to the next phase. That's where they praise the winners and keep beating down the losers. That's how julio loose an eye. It's a monstrous spectacle, but tons of people watch it with fervor. Disgusting. In this match, the losers are to be knocked out again by closing a car door with his neck in the middle. Then firing the car with the unconscious poor guys inside. Each league is of ten people. Currently we are 14. I really hate this place. The director has wonder medicine so it won't be real lethal, but, come on, how could we go this down... Julio is a changed man, bitter/beater to the extreme. He doesn't want to loose ever again, so he proceeds with extreme brutality to ensure next matches be ever easier.
After viewing that show I come to the conclusion, I can't be here. So there's two ways, telling the director I quit or leave shaded by the night. Don't know the guy's policy about it. I can foresee him as "who told you, you can quit?" "Guys, teach memo a lesson about courage." And if I runaway, "Chase him" could follow. I can't stay here. Let's be frank,
The house is big. I only own a bed. I ask the others about who has been in the institute. No one can tell me about past names. It is either good news (no one has died) or bad (none has leave). For my debut I'll fight against only three other guys (you might remember there are 14 of us). David is in that group. He isn't so willing to fight against me.
That's when I decide, it's enough. I might, as well, cheat. Who the heck said I was gonna play nice? Its my dream and none are to cause me grief in this place. Summon magic and start a fight with the meanest guy. Vaporize him. The director goes mad. Everybody starts to attack me. Got a blade and start to climb up my way. This to reduce the number of possible guys fighting me, while letting me be nearer and nearer to the director. To my friends I try to bleed them little, to the others, harsh cuts. One guy guts out. Pollo is fierce, so I live him an inch mark in the cheek. The good news is that these people is so used to their rules, that they don't fight after blood is spill. At least for now, I guess. The boss is really difficult. Have to be a better swordsman. Good thing, in my dreams I can tap all the talent I care enough to have. I beat him.
Now I'm master of the place. He is to be exhiliated for creating this abomination. Then I announce, "I'm leaving. Whoever wants to leave is welcome. Whoever wants to keep with the theater, slob people, you are free to do as you wish." A couple of guys are truly so desperate for a place called home that they'll stay. Julio returns to his family. Most of my friends come up with a better lifestyle. I... I keep wondering through the world.
FAQ (or things you could ask and I know the answer)
1. Did jaime appeared? Nope. He lives in culiacan.
2. How about allan? He was there, just he didn't get any special mention. Some blades in the sleeves.
3. Who else appeared? Pollo's brother, both of them were quite a team. Had seized a room in second floor and were the only ones who had real possessions. As they defended each other.
4. Did you get back your things? Yep, larissa was saved.
5. Did the director looked like miyagi? No, more like the other teacher, except black hair.
6. What does your dream means? Its entertainment. Not everything has to be a lesson.
7. Did you really dreamt that? Sure. It's not like I decided how cool a gladiator I could be.
8. And how's your waking life? ... End of Interview.
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