Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Reborn! Host Cafe (Edited)
“Katekyo Hitman Reborn!” is an anime/manga talking about a boy being trained into a boss of a powerful mafia organization, Vongola Famiglia. Katekyo means Home tutor in English. Reborn is the tutor who teaches Sawada Tsunayoshi to become a respectable boss. Reborn, in Italy is very famous as he is a remarkable hitman. Many of the characters in Reborn are Italian, therefore there are quite a lot Italian background and things talked about.
Reborn! has become the best-sellers in Weekly Shounen(young man) manga series. Reviewers praise Reborn! because its use of comedy and the wonderfulness of how the author, Amano Akira have done by adding interesting infant characters.
The story below is talking about Reborn training Tsuna and his mates by letting them to regulate a café--- which there are many females who come into the shop. However, those girls are not normal ones you think they are. They are “Fujyoshi”. “Fujyoshi” is talking about the females who is addicted into Yaoi/Shounenai(Two males falling in love). Please, do not think it is useless to open this kind of shop. Reborn think it is also very important to have the females heart. Two beautiful guys standing together makes people feel good and your heart beats faster. The ladies go to the shop everyday because there are always beautiful scenes to see. Then, lets begin.
It is now Summer Holiday in Japan, therefore Tsuna and his mates do not need to attend school. He thought happy hours come but unfortunately, he still needs to do a lot unwilling things.
Of course, the person who put him up to do these things was our Reborn-sama. It seems like the location this time is an antique coffee shop.
A boy call Tsuna who has brown hair come out from the shop and there is a board written with “Open” holding in his hand. He sigh and hang the board up right in the middle of the woody door.
“Oh my god…Why does it turn this way----” Tsuna hold his head and says.
“Don’t talk anything nonsense and just do it, otherwise I’ll shoot you with my gun. ” Suddenly, a little infant wearing ninja clothes appears and he uses his gun to point at Tsuna’s forehead.
“Reborn?!” Tsuna is surprised , get his brain active and he yell out again. “I can’t go for any of my plans now, oh…”
“…………!” Looks like something makes a noise…
This time Reborn’s gun is pointing directly at a certain part of the boy’s body which is quite important and he’s ready to fire----
“Ok ok ok------ I’ll do it! Right now! Really… I’ll do it Right now, so please don’t point at that place… it’s dangerous…” Tsuna cried and rushes into the cafe.
“Oyaoya, isn’t this Vongola?” A middle voice belongs to male pops up after his right foot steps in.
The lights inside the cafe are very dark, so it is too difficult to see clearly who is standing in front us---- However Tsuna finds out who that is straight away as he knows his voice well.
“Mukuro?! Huh… don’t suddenly pop out in front of someone else…!” He is stunned by Mukuro and keeps on saying ”And also… how many times I’ve told you please don’t call my name using this kind of irony tone?” Tsuna sighs and walks close to the door and adjust the light a lot lighter.
“Oh~? Then what do you want me to call you?” Mukuro chuckles as he says.
“Call me…” Tsuna throws out two words and someone disrupts him again.
“Hey, Tsuna you guys are so early!” A tall boy wearing sporty clothes opens the wood door and then comes in. Behind him, there is another boy wearing an all-black junior high school uniform.
“We’ll talk about this later…” Tsuna sticks his head beside Mukuro’s and murmurs.
Then Tsuna turns around his head facing back to the twos “Oh yah…! Hahaha…Eh?! I knew that Yamamoto will come but Hibari-san too? ” Yamamoto must be thinking it as an funny game again but Hibari… He is willing to do these kind of work… I have never thought about it…
“Hahaha, I just pushed him to come.” The sporty boy call Yamamoto giggles.
“…no, Little infant made me a promise that’s why I come.” Hibari
“Oh hahah, is it…” Reborn must be promising him something like battling times allowed…
Hibari lefts a “Huh.” word and goes directly into the “Staff only” changing room.
“Wait for me Hibari!” Yamamoto yells to the person and followed him.
“Well Mukuro, about the things we were consulting…” Tsuna turns his head back and at the moment he just sees Mukuro concentrating reading a book. He is with a pair of glasses which Tsuna doesn’t know where it came from.
“………………” He nearly cannot breathe.
This Mukuro in front of is different to the actual him. Black edge glasses plus his good-looking face and the look showing full of concentration is unexpectedly… beautiful?
At the main time while Tsuna is staring blankly, Mukuro raises his head and beholds as he titters.
When Tsuna hears Mukuro’s unique “kufufu” tittering he suddenly keeps his mind back.
“Hmm…Mukuro, what are you reading about?” Intend to cover up his straitened circumstances, Tsuna begins with a question.
“This is the script Arcobaleno gave me…look, today’s play seems interesting.” Mukuro passes the script, then he takes off his glasses.
“What’s this…again?!” Tsuna leaves the script on table and scratches his head.
“It’s like what you see, a piece of script.” Again, the infant’s voice echoes inside the room.
“Kufufufu…hi Arcobaleno.”
“Ciao~Mukuro.” The infant in a fairy costume says hi to Mukuro.
“Of course I know it is a script… my question is what’s the content inside?! And why are you cosplaying as a fairy?! Haven’t you just been a ninja?!” Tsuna shivers his fingers pointing at Reborn.
“Today’s the Chinese Valentine.” Reborn speaks out cutely.
“……………” I just want to hit you when every time you uses this kind of tone talking to me!
“However, you guys have seen the script ay? Work hard for me! Acting is critical for Mafia.」Reborn leaves as he indicates.
At the dinner period the café is always full with female customers.
“Ah…I’m so nervous…! Hmm whatever! I must go out, otherwise someone’s going to blame me…and maybe this would be a good chance for me…” Tsuna’s eyes stopped at a tall and slim person.
“Okay… I’m coming.” Tsuna coughs and then he appears in front of the others.
“Ciao everybody,Welcome and thank you for coming! I have one announcement right now…”
The atmosphere becomes weird as the room becomes noiseless. The customers facial emotions shows that they are expecting to hear some good news from this young shop owner, but the Vongola members are throwing meaningful glances at their boss, but it seems like Tsuna has just neglect them and says ”Mukuro…!”
“Kufufu…yes? My Vongola.” Mukuro moves his body and look straight at him.
A tiny red box appears on Tsuna’s hand.
“Mukuro…will you stay beside me? ” Stepping forward, Tsuna’s one leg kneels on the ground and he then ask Mukuro.
Mukuro sees it, that emotion… he is serious…no! It can’t be… the script’s not like this! Sawada Tsunayoshi, what do you mean?
Mukuro is astounding but he then retrieves his mind… He does this always…but this time… he cannot stay for too long, he has to leave this place.
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This is my edited fan-fic as the others think the content of my work is not that sufficient so I added more today @ ＂@
First Draft
Reborn! has become the best-sellers in Weekly Shounen(young man) manga series. Reviewers praise Reborn! because its use of comedy and the wonderfulness of how the author, Amano Akira have done by adding interesting infant characters.
The story below is talking about Reborn training Tsuna and his mates by letting them to regulate a café--- which there are many females who come into the shop. However, those girls are not normal ones you think they are. They are “Fujyoshi”. “Fujyoshi” is talking about the females who is addicted into Yaoi/Shounenai(Two males falling in love). Please, do not think it is useless to open this kind of shop. Reborn think it is also very important to have the females heart. Two beautiful guys standing together makes people feel good and your heart beats faster. The ladies go to the shop everyday because there are always beautiful scenes to see. Then, lets begin.
It is now Summer Holiday in Japan, therefore Tsuna and his mates do not need to attend school. He thought happy hours come but unfortunately, he still needs to do a lot unwilling things.
Of course, the person who put him up to do these things was our Reborn-sama. It seems like the location this time is an antique coffee shop.
A boy call Tsuna who has brown hair come out from the shop and there is a board written with “Open” holding in his hand. He sigh and hang the board up right in the middle of the woody door.
“Oh my god…Why does it turn this way----” Tsuna hold his head and says.
“Don’t talk anything nonsense and just do it, otherwise I’ll shoot you with my gun. ” Suddenly, a little infant wearing ninja clothes appears and he uses his gun to point at Tsuna’s forehead.
“Reborn?!” Tsuna is surprised , get his brain active and he yell out again. “I can’t go for any of my plans now, oh…”
“…………!” Looks like something makes a noise…
This time Reborn’s gun is pointing directly at a certain part of the boy’s body which is quite important and he’s ready to fire----
“Ok ok ok------ I’ll do it! Right now! Really… I’ll do it Right now, so please don’t point at that place… it’s dangerous…” Tsuna cried and rushes into the cafe.
“Oyaoya, isn’t this Vongola?” A middle voice belongs to male pops up after his right foot steps in.
The lights inside the cafe are very dark, so it is too difficult to see clearly who is standing in front us---- However Tsuna finds out who that is straight away as he knows his voice well.
“Mukuro?! Huh… don’t suddenly pop out in front of someone else…!” He is stunned by Mukuro and keeps on saying ”And also… how many times I’ve told you please don’t call my name using this kind of irony tone?” Tsuna sighs and walks close to the door and adjust the light a lot lighter.
“Oh~? Then what do you want me to call you?” Mukuro chuckles as he says.
“Call me…” Tsuna throws out two words and someone disrupts him again.
“Hey, Tsuna you guys are so early!” A tall boy wearing sporty clothes opens the wood door and then comes in. Behind him, there is another boy wearing an all-black junior high school uniform.
“We’ll talk about this later…” Tsuna sticks his head beside Mukuro’s and murmurs.
Then Tsuna turns around his head facing back to the twos “Oh yah…! Hahaha…Eh?! I knew that Yamamoto will come but Hibari-san too? ” Yamamoto must be thinking it as an funny game again but Hibari… He is willing to do these kind of work… I have never thought about it…
“Hahaha, I just pushed him to come.” The sporty boy call Yamamoto giggles.
“…no, Little infant made me a promise that’s why I come.” Hibari
“Oh hahah, is it…” Reborn must be promising him something like battling times allowed…
Hibari lefts a “Huh.” word and goes directly into the “Staff only” changing room.
“Wait for me Hibari!” Yamamoto yells to the person and followed him.
“Well Mukuro, about the things we were consulting…” Tsuna turns his head back and at the moment he just sees Mukuro concentrating reading a book. He is with a pair of glasses which Tsuna doesn’t know where it came from.
“………………” He nearly cannot breathe.
This Mukuro in front of is different to the actual him. Black edge glasses plus his good-looking face and the look showing full of concentration is unexpectedly… beautiful?
At the main time while Tsuna is staring blankly, Mukuro raises his head and beholds as he titters.
When Tsuna hears Mukuro’s unique “kufufu” tittering he suddenly keeps his mind back.
“Hmm…Mukuro, what are you reading about?” Intend to cover up his straitened circumstances, Tsuna begins with a question.
“This is the script Arcobaleno gave me…look, today’s play seems interesting.” Mukuro passes the script, then he takes off his glasses.
“What’s this…again?!” Tsuna leaves the script on table and scratches his head.
“It’s like what you see, a piece of script.” Again, the infant’s voice echoes inside the room.
“Kufufufu…hi Arcobaleno.”
“Ciao~Mukuro.” The infant in a fairy costume says hi to Mukuro.
“Of course I know it is a script… my question is what’s the content inside?! And why are you cosplaying as a fairy?! Haven’t you just been a ninja?!” Tsuna shivers his fingers pointing at Reborn.
“Today’s the Chinese Valentine.” Reborn speaks out cutely.
“……………” I just want to hit you when every time you uses this kind of tone talking to me!
“However, you guys have seen the script ay? Work hard for me! Acting is critical for Mafia.」Reborn leaves as he indicates.
At the dinner period the café is always full with female customers.
“Ah…I’m so nervous…! Hmm whatever! I must go out, otherwise someone’s going to blame me…and maybe this would be a good chance for me…” Tsuna’s eyes stopped at a tall and slim person.
“Okay… I’m coming.” Tsuna coughs and then he appears in front of the others.
“Ciao everybody,Welcome and thank you for coming! I have one announcement right now…”
The atmosphere becomes weird as the room becomes noiseless. The customers facial emotions shows that they are expecting to hear some good news from this young shop owner, but the Vongola members are throwing meaningful glances at their boss, but it seems like Tsuna has just neglect them and says ”Mukuro…!”
“Kufufu…yes? My Vongola.” Mukuro moves his body and look straight at him.
A tiny red box appears on Tsuna’s hand.
“Mukuro…will you stay beside me? ” Stepping forward, Tsuna’s one leg kneels on the ground and he then ask Mukuro.
Mukuro sees it, that emotion… he is serious…no! It can’t be… the script’s not like this! Sawada Tsunayoshi, what do you mean?
Mukuro is astounding but he then retrieves his mind… He does this always…but this time… he cannot stay for too long, he has to leave this place.
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This is my edited fan-fic as the others think the content of my work is not that sufficient so I added more today @ ＂@
First Draft
Fan-fiction links of 'The Eye'
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Eye_(2008_film)
‘The Eye’ was directed by David Moreau and Xavier Palud. The movie was adapted from Chinese movie of the same title, with some appalling scenarios.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0406759/
I always feel sympathy for the blind people. Would you take the transplant operation if you knew that you are going to contact the spiritual world after?
http://www.theeyethefilm.com/
I am keen on reading or watching the ghost stories and movies. I watched the Chinese version of ‘The Eye’ in 2002 and the English version last year. Personally, I consider the former is much horrible than the latter.
http://www.moviefone.com/movie/the-eye-2008/23874/main
I prefer watching ghost movie at the cinema as it is dark and quiet. Besides, it has a large flat screen and better acoustics. It provides a good atmosphere to enjoy the thriller.
http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1809824029/info
If any of your guys watched this movie before, what do you think about it? It seems that it was not very famous here.
http://au.movies.ign.com/objects/735/735736.html
Some parts of my fan-fiction followed the original stories and I made up for the rest. I wish that you enjoy reading it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eoA6dxLeWFo
If you are interested in watching the movie, you can click the above link.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Eye_(2002_film)
The movie was not thrilling to me at all. In fact, it sent an educational message to its watchers- never do anything stupid in a dull time, your family and friends would suffer the pain of your foolishness.
http://www.fandango.com/theeye_62533/movieoverview
I have wanted to be a writer of thrilling story since I was secondary school student. I really wish that my fan-fiction would stimulate your interest to watch the original movie and make you stay awake all night! ( You would be too scared to sleep)
‘The Eye’ was directed by David Moreau and Xavier Palud. The movie was adapted from Chinese movie of the same title, with some appalling scenarios.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0406759/
I always feel sympathy for the blind people. Would you take the transplant operation if you knew that you are going to contact the spiritual world after?
http://www.theeyethefilm.com/
I am keen on reading or watching the ghost stories and movies. I watched the Chinese version of ‘The Eye’ in 2002 and the English version last year. Personally, I consider the former is much horrible than the latter.
http://www.moviefone.com/movie/the-eye-2008/23874/main
I prefer watching ghost movie at the cinema as it is dark and quiet. Besides, it has a large flat screen and better acoustics. It provides a good atmosphere to enjoy the thriller.
http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1809824029/info
If any of your guys watched this movie before, what do you think about it? It seems that it was not very famous here.
http://au.movies.ign.com/objects/735/735736.html
Some parts of my fan-fiction followed the original stories and I made up for the rest. I wish that you enjoy reading it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eoA6dxLeWFo
If you are interested in watching the movie, you can click the above link.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Eye_(2002_film)
The movie was not thrilling to me at all. In fact, it sent an educational message to its watchers- never do anything stupid in a dull time, your family and friends would suffer the pain of your foolishness.
http://www.fandango.com/theeye_62533/movieoverview
I have wanted to be a writer of thrilling story since I was secondary school student. I really wish that my fan-fiction would stimulate your interest to watch the original movie and make you stay awake all night! ( You would be too scared to sleep)
Monday, April 27, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Journey to the underworld-adapt from' The Eye'
One out of hundred people in this world are blind since their birth because of different reasons. Shirley has been blind for twenty years since her car accident at four. She is a beautiful and tough girl who is keen on playing piano. One day, Shirley's friend, Annie introduced her to Peter who was oculist in an afternoon tea meeting.
Peter told Shirley he acquired a pair of canthus membranes that are suitable for her from a donator who passed away a month ago. He did not elaborate the information of the deceased and told Shirley to phone him if she was interested in the transplant operation.
Shirley made the same wish of having her sight to restore on her birthday each year. She had been longing to travel around the world and play her favourable classical music ‘For Alice’ at the piano performance with her eyes open. Her fear of being inadaptable to the real world made her awake throughout that night.
Two weeks later, with the encouragement of her family, Shirley went through the surgery.She stayed at the hospital for a night for observation after. The night she left the hospital Shirley saw an old woman with blonde hair lingering in the lightless corridor. Owing to curiosity about everything of the real world, she asked the old woman if she needed any help. The old woman repeatedly told Shirley in a cold voice that she was very cold here. Shirley did not catch her meaning, for the hospital was warm. Therefore, she went to seek somebody to help her. When Shirley came back with a nurse, the old woman disappeared. In the end, Shirley returned home and celebrated her recovery with her friends.
During the party, she heard that there was a poor old woman who died of heart attack because of the delay treatment outside the hospital the day she had the operation. This brought the weird old woman to Shirley’s mind again. Shirley asked the details and features of the poor deceased, who called Joey. (I believe she would be better off not doing so). Shirley was not sure if the odd old woman who she encountered was Joey, for her sight was still obscure. But panic already grew in her mind, for some Joey’s features coincided with that of the weird woman.
A month later, Shirley completely recovered from the operation but this was also the start of her horrible journey to the underworld. Her job was a piano teacher in a musical school and all her lessons were in the evening as most of her students were adult. Shirley lived in the high-rise luxurious building in Manhattan alone. In one evening, she encountered a kid with black cap and sorrowful eyes when she went out for work.
The kid asked Shirley if she saw his report card. Shirley thought the kid was adorable and promised to help him find his report card after returning from work.
However, she did not meet the boy again that night. The next evening, she encountered him at the same time and place. He asked the same question, this time Shirley pissed off. She questioned him why he not turned up last night ? The boy did not answer and ran away. The circumstance lasted a week until she preceived the thrilling facts- the real identity of the boy.
At that weekend, Shirley bumped into her neighbour, Alan at the supermarket. She shared her mysterious experience with him. Alan looked at her in wonder and told her that her experience might relate to a tragic accident occurred in the building three months ago. Shirley did not know of the event as she stayed with her parents then. A primary school kid committed suicide by jumping down the building from the roof because of his father's blame for losing his report card. Shirley broke down on hearing the accident, which chilled her bones and made her face pale.
Shirley was not afraid of the accident itself, in fact, she felt sorry for the kid. All she scared was how she could saw the boy. On her return to home after shopping, she met the 'kid' again. This time, he smiled to Shirley cunningly as if he had realized that Shirley knew his 'identity'.
he took off his cap in order to scare off her as there was a big bloody hole in his head. The blood began spilling from the hole and covered his face. At this sight, Shirley closed her eyes and yelled at the boy to stop playing the 'trick'.
After a while, Shirley heard the boy apologizing. He gave her a hug from her back suddenly and asked her if she could do him a last favour. He expressed that he was going to reincarnate very soon and he wished to make an apology to his parents for his foolish act. Shirley said 'yes' in a sad voice and asked him if he knew how she could 'see' him . The boy suggested to Shirley that she might have spiritual power. As thier conversation went on, Shirley's neighbours thought that she was autistic and crazy because they could not see the 'kid'.
Shirley fulfilled the kid's last wish and went home for rest. She was waken up by a nightmare in which she saw a girl hanging herself to death in midnight . Shirely could do nothing to save her. It took place in a dark, filthy hut. Shirley told all her spiritual experience since her operation to Annie, who was a spirit medium.
Annie considered that the canthus membranes were the source of all ghostly experiences. She took Shirley to Peter's office so as to find out the history of the denator. Peter refused their demand because of the medical regulations under which doctors are not allowed to give away the confidential information of the patients and denators.
Peter told Shirley he acquired a pair of canthus membranes that are suitable for her from a donator who passed away a month ago. He did not elaborate the information of the deceased and told Shirley to phone him if she was interested in the transplant operation.
Shirley made the same wish of having her sight to restore on her birthday each year. She had been longing to travel around the world and play her favourable classical music ‘For Alice’ at the piano performance with her eyes open. Her fear of being inadaptable to the real world made her awake throughout that night.
Two weeks later, with the encouragement of her family, Shirley went through the surgery.She stayed at the hospital for a night for observation after. The night she left the hospital Shirley saw an old woman with blonde hair lingering in the lightless corridor. Owing to curiosity about everything of the real world, she asked the old woman if she needed any help. The old woman repeatedly told Shirley in a cold voice that she was very cold here. Shirley did not catch her meaning, for the hospital was warm. Therefore, she went to seek somebody to help her. When Shirley came back with a nurse, the old woman disappeared. In the end, Shirley returned home and celebrated her recovery with her friends.
During the party, she heard that there was a poor old woman who died of heart attack because of the delay treatment outside the hospital the day she had the operation. This brought the weird old woman to Shirley’s mind again. Shirley asked the details and features of the poor deceased, who called Joey. (I believe she would be better off not doing so). Shirley was not sure if the odd old woman who she encountered was Joey, for her sight was still obscure. But panic already grew in her mind, for some Joey’s features coincided with that of the weird woman.
A month later, Shirley completely recovered from the operation but this was also the start of her horrible journey to the underworld. Her job was a piano teacher in a musical school and all her lessons were in the evening as most of her students were adult. Shirley lived in the high-rise luxurious building in Manhattan alone. In one evening, she encountered a kid with black cap and sorrowful eyes when she went out for work.
The kid asked Shirley if she saw his report card. Shirley thought the kid was adorable and promised to help him find his report card after returning from work.
However, she did not meet the boy again that night. The next evening, she encountered him at the same time and place. He asked the same question, this time Shirley pissed off. She questioned him why he not turned up last night ? The boy did not answer and ran away. The circumstance lasted a week until she preceived the thrilling facts- the real identity of the boy.
At that weekend, Shirley bumped into her neighbour, Alan at the supermarket. She shared her mysterious experience with him. Alan looked at her in wonder and told her that her experience might relate to a tragic accident occurred in the building three months ago. Shirley did not know of the event as she stayed with her parents then. A primary school kid committed suicide by jumping down the building from the roof because of his father's blame for losing his report card. Shirley broke down on hearing the accident, which chilled her bones and made her face pale.
Shirley was not afraid of the accident itself, in fact, she felt sorry for the kid. All she scared was how she could saw the boy. On her return to home after shopping, she met the 'kid' again. This time, he smiled to Shirley cunningly as if he had realized that Shirley knew his 'identity'.
he took off his cap in order to scare off her as there was a big bloody hole in his head. The blood began spilling from the hole and covered his face. At this sight, Shirley closed her eyes and yelled at the boy to stop playing the 'trick'.
After a while, Shirley heard the boy apologizing. He gave her a hug from her back suddenly and asked her if she could do him a last favour. He expressed that he was going to reincarnate very soon and he wished to make an apology to his parents for his foolish act. Shirley said 'yes' in a sad voice and asked him if he knew how she could 'see' him . The boy suggested to Shirley that she might have spiritual power. As thier conversation went on, Shirley's neighbours thought that she was autistic and crazy because they could not see the 'kid'.Shirley fulfilled the kid's last wish and went home for rest. She was waken up by a nightmare in which she saw a girl hanging herself to death in midnight . Shirely could do nothing to save her. It took place in a dark, filthy hut. Shirley told all her spiritual experience since her operation to Annie, who was a spirit medium.
Annie considered that the canthus membranes were the source of all ghostly experiences. She took Shirley to Peter's office so as to find out the history of the denator. Peter refused their demand because of the medical regulations under which doctors are not allowed to give away the confidential information of the patients and denators.
After the long plea, Peter gave in and acquiesced to their request. Annie accompanied Shirley to a small village in Malaysia where the donor, Betty lived. They got lost while they were on the way to Betty's house. So, they asked the villagers for the guide. To thier surprise, the villagers frowned when they realized the purpose of thier visit.
In the end, Annie and Shirely met the village doctor, Sam, who told the story of Betty to them. Betty was regarded as a witch and isolated by the villagers because of her ability to see deaths. One day, Betty warned the villagers to take precautions for the coming disaster, but no one heeded to her warning. As a result, a huge blaze caused by the strike of thunder turned the village into inferno and over two hundred people died in the catastrophe. Betty and her father were unharmed as they were out of village by the time of the accident.
Out of her guilty conscience, Betty hung herself in her hut. Her father was infuriated and sorrowful. He had stood for her and never given up on her ever since she was a child. He thought that Betty silly action's was unforgivable. Therefore, Betty's spirit became restless and relived her death day after day. Shirley felt sympathy for Betty and wished she could rest in peace, hence, she told Betty to possess her and make an apology to her father.
In the end, Betty had her father forgiveness and encouraged Shirley to use her speical 'talent' to do good to the society. Shirley decided to become Annie's assistant.
On the way back to Kuala Lumpur, however, Shirely's fate was changed again. Looking through the taxi 's widow, Shirely saw hundreds of dark figures lingering about on the highway,where the taxi halted for police roadblock. She sensed something bad was going to happen. During the inspection, a stolen car broke the blockade and ran away at a tremduous speed. The police chased after that driver,who crashed the car into the large tanker truck 300 metres away from the roadblock.
The crash triggered the explosion of tanker and two-storey height fire engulfed all the cars behind the truck. Shirley got out of the taxi and went to help disperse the other drivers. Unfortunately, tanker blew up again and Shirley was thrown onto the pavement,where Annie grabbed her hand to guide her out of the chaotic scene. Shirley saw the dark figures leading the souls of the deceased away and she fainted on the ground afterwards.
Lying on the bed in the hospital with bandage on her eyes, doctor told Shirely that she would return to her dark world again because her eyes were pierced by splinters of glasses. Interestingly, Shirely was unbelievable calm on hearing the unhappy news. It may be Shirley's trip to underworld and her failure to help dash her expectation of the real world.
Devil gonna cry
There is a mountain called akeato, where great Sparda who was a demon knight but the savoir of this world, lived with his family before the battle against Mundus who was the king of the demons, is now damned and abandoned since Sparda has disappeard. There are no people passing by, no animals, even the demons. No one knows why it is damned and abandoned, actually no one would not want to know. As time goes by, the colour of Akeato has changed to red. When there were no more green trees, one guy with demon right hand has come into AKeato. Guy name is Nero.
After the great battle against sanctus who has tried to rule the world again by the demon power, Nero has decided to find out why he’s got human body but demon hand. When he met Dante, who is son of sparda, half demon and famous devil hunter, He has asked about his hand. “I know that I have a reason to have a demon hand. To fight against demons, and to protect people I love. But why is my right hand gets flashing when I’m standing near hidden Red orbs (it’s like the money in this world)? It is not for fight nor protect!” Dante had long silence and replied him. He looked so angry. But also there was some sadness in his voice. “Try to remember how you fought against demons. That was NOT all of your strength, there were lots of helps from all of your items as well. You had to buy your ammos, food and recovery items! Take your demon hand as the gift and shut up! No more questions!”
Surely, that was not appropriate answer that Nero was seeking to know. And the way Dante reacts was a bit suspicious. So he did some research on Dante’s background. Then Nero has found out that there is a Mountain where his family lived, and it gets red. Red…red…red… like the red orb… “There’s gotta be some clue about my demon hand flashing in Mt.Akeato!”
Here are Nero’s new journey begins….
As we all knows, there’s no human being or animals, even demons In Mt. Akeato. So Nero’s journey in mountain was not hard at all. He could sleep any time and at anywhere he wants, there were no human beings who are watching so when he felt to pee, he just peed. He didn’t wash, or brush his teeth. Oh well, journey was not hard, but he gets dirty and dirtier day by day.
When he finally reached the sparda’s house, he was not our cool, fancy and nice hero Nero any more. There was just a stinky homeless there, who’s name Nero. He stepped into the house and started find any clues that he came all the way for. Soon, he found the diary of child Dante. Some of pages and letter were missing, but still it was readable.
When Nero finished reading, there were tears stream down the Nero’s face. There were stories about Dante’s father sparda. It started with full of slander and finished just like it started.
- My daddy is known as a savoir of the world, and people call him as a “great sparda”. But people do not know how dirty he is, how stinky he is. No matter how great he is, I want a super hero with clean and tidy outfit with good scent. I don’t need another dirty heroes like my father. YOU PEOPLE WOULD SAY IT’S OK AS LONG AS HE SAVED US, BUT YOU MIGHT SAY THAT BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT LIVING WITH HIM! IT IS LIKE A LIVING HELL!
- I don’t need grace or fame. All I need is the money. To not live like my father. I need money. MONEY IS EVERYTHING!!
- What if I have a hand that is like a detector for the money… with that hands I can do everything I want, I can buy everything I need…
- When I woke up this morning, before I got out of the bed, I imagined that if all of the trees in this mountain turn into the red orbs. If that happens, that would be the only reason for living here.
Oh… what a great Sparda… and a greater Dante…
After the great battle against sanctus who has tried to rule the world again by the demon power, Nero has decided to find out why he’s got human body but demon hand. When he met Dante, who is son of sparda, half demon and famous devil hunter, He has asked about his hand. “I know that I have a reason to have a demon hand. To fight against demons, and to protect people I love. But why is my right hand gets flashing when I’m standing near hidden Red orbs (it’s like the money in this world)? It is not for fight nor protect!” Dante had long silence and replied him. He looked so angry. But also there was some sadness in his voice. “Try to remember how you fought against demons. That was NOT all of your strength, there were lots of helps from all of your items as well. You had to buy your ammos, food and recovery items! Take your demon hand as the gift and shut up! No more questions!”
Surely, that was not appropriate answer that Nero was seeking to know. And the way Dante reacts was a bit suspicious. So he did some research on Dante’s background. Then Nero has found out that there is a Mountain where his family lived, and it gets red. Red…red…red… like the red orb… “There’s gotta be some clue about my demon hand flashing in Mt.Akeato!”
Here are Nero’s new journey begins….
As we all knows, there’s no human being or animals, even demons In Mt. Akeato. So Nero’s journey in mountain was not hard at all. He could sleep any time and at anywhere he wants, there were no human beings who are watching so when he felt to pee, he just peed. He didn’t wash, or brush his teeth. Oh well, journey was not hard, but he gets dirty and dirtier day by day.
When he finally reached the sparda’s house, he was not our cool, fancy and nice hero Nero any more. There was just a stinky homeless there, who’s name Nero. He stepped into the house and started find any clues that he came all the way for. Soon, he found the diary of child Dante. Some of pages and letter were missing, but still it was readable.
When Nero finished reading, there were tears stream down the Nero’s face. There were stories about Dante’s father sparda. It started with full of slander and finished just like it started.
- My daddy is known as a savoir of the world, and people call him as a “great sparda”. But people do not know how dirty he is, how stinky he is. No matter how great he is, I want a super hero with clean and tidy outfit with good scent. I don’t need another dirty heroes like my father. YOU PEOPLE WOULD SAY IT’S OK AS LONG AS HE SAVED US, BUT YOU MIGHT SAY THAT BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT LIVING WITH HIM! IT IS LIKE A LIVING HELL!
- I don’t need grace or fame. All I need is the money. To not live like my father. I need money. MONEY IS EVERYTHING!!
- What if I have a hand that is like a detector for the money… with that hands I can do everything I want, I can buy everything I need…
- When I woke up this morning, before I got out of the bed, I imagined that if all of the trees in this mountain turn into the red orbs. If that happens, that would be the only reason for living here.
Oh… what a great Sparda… and a greater Dante…
Friday, March 20, 2009
Shrek's diary
Dear Diary.
Fiona is gone away for few days over to Cinderella’s party and her cousin Arthur came to visit Far Far Away during the school holiday. Fiona told me to take him somewhere… show him around the town and have some time together. So I made a plan to go camping with Donkey because, camping… I thought having some time together outside, sleeping out under the stars would make us bit closer.
By the time we got there it was 9:00 in the morning and according to the plan, we were supposed to be having fun, and playing but you know how Donkey is when he is hungry. He always moans and just never stops talking, drives me crazy. So I looked in my bag to find the foods I brought specially for camping and guess what… I “accidentally” brought the wrong bag. It was Fiona’s bag. So this is what happened. She took my bag full of foods and I brought her bag full of clothes… women… why do they need so much clothes? Anyway. Things were getting out of control and we had to at least hunt the animals, find some mushrooms and onions or something to cook and eat. When I asked Arthur to come with me to look for foods he was like “I’m not going anywhere. You were the one who wanted to come camping. I’m just going to stay here and read”. I’m sorry that there’s no food and things didn’t work out but they are not really my fault if you think about it. Actually it was Fiona’s fault… she was the one who took the wrong bag in the first place. Who’s to blame but me.
I think Arthur got annoyed a little bit. Since when he was young he was a typical prince. Living in the big castle, get everything he wants, so different to my childhood. I didn’t think he never felt “hunger” before. I didn’t think that he knew what “loneliness” means. You know big castles, lots of workers, as a prince you get to meet and talk to lots of people around country but when I talked to him on that night, I think being born as a prince is very lonely. This is what happened at that night.
After we were looking for food for about an hour, we all got very tired and when we were just about to give up, we found the boar in the wood. And we were so happy when we saw it but the next problem stroke. We didn’t have anything to catch it! How stupid are we. We didn’t know what to do and we didn’t have any ideas and Arthur used his what he calls “knowledge” and “skills” and came up with the idea to catch the boar. According to his plan, we made some rope with the plants. In his plan, I was the bait. I knew he hated me and did that on purpose. What I had to do was make the boar to go to the direction where Donkey and Arthur were hiding behind the trees and when the boar tries to run then they would rise up the plant rope and trip the boar over. The plan sounded good. But the plan was just plan. This boar was not scared of the orger. Normally the other animals get scared and run away when I growl and make the scary face “I am an orger! Argh~~~”. When I did my scary face, this boar was ready to run toward and attack me. I didn’t know I could run that fast and thanks to Arthur and his plan, I had the one-year amount of exercise in that few minutes.
By the time we got back to our tent, the day was getting dark. So basically we had breakfast and skipped lunch. Everyone was tired and so hungry that even Donkey wasn’t even talking. So we basically all helped each other cooking and we managed to barbeque the boar. It was really nice. Probably because I was really hungry but it tasted so good.
With full stomachs, we all felt relaxed and sleepy. We all sat down on the big piece of tree and looked at the fire with half closed eyes. Arthur asked me “Why did you marry Auntie Fiona?” and I said, “Because I love her. She was the one who made me realize that even orgers can fall in love.” And he asked, “So you have never been in love before?” “No, ever in my life. I didn’t know what love is. I never loved or got loved in my life” “Even from your parents…?” “My parents are orgers. They tried to eat me when I was young. Well I suppose you don’t understand what that mean. Without love in any kind of form is so lonely. Fiona made me understand that.” Then I realized that Arthur looked bit sad. Or at least that was what I felt. He said, “I know what that is like. I have been just me, by myself for most of my life.” I was actually surprised to here that because when I first saw him, he looked like he got so many loves. There was no loneliness, sadness in his face. He continued talking “My parents were always busy. Since young I had to have breakfast and dinner by myself, I had to learn to do things by myself when the parents taught their kids. Whenever the parents read a bedtime story or sang a song, I had to sleep trying not to look into the cupboard because I knew that there wouldn’t be anyone when I’m scared and… and… you know Shrek? I think you are not a bad guy after all and we have something in common.”
I thought Arthur had a good childhood. I always told people not to judge others by their look but I guess I have already judged Arthur before I even meet him. I guess I only have only seen and thought of the one side, the typical stereotype of princes in the fairytales where they were grown up in so rich environment, all strong, brave and fearless. But through Arthur today, he was just a boy who needs and wants his parents and their love. Also all the princes are also a man, human being with feelings and emotions. Today, I again realized, not to judge others only by their looks, thanks to my new cousin-in-law Arthur.
Fiona is gone away for few days over to Cinderella’s party and her cousin Arthur came to visit Far Far Away during the school holiday. Fiona told me to take him somewhere… show him around the town and have some time together. So I made a plan to go camping with Donkey because, camping… I thought having some time together outside, sleeping out under the stars would make us bit closer.
So I spend how long…? a days and days to plan out what we were going to do at camping and if everything went according to plan then it would have been perfect. But you know. Everything doesn’t really workout according to plan around Donkey and me.
Arthur didn’t wanted to go and he kept sleeping. So I had to get Donkey to sing the “wake-up song” which I hate in 5 a.m! And we had to walk and wonder in the wood for 3 hours to find the perfect camping spot. It seemed further than I expected so from here things were getting out of plan.
By the time we got there it was 9:00 in the morning and according to the plan, we were supposed to be having fun, and playing but you know how Donkey is when he is hungry. He always moans and just never stops talking, drives me crazy. So I looked in my bag to find the foods I brought specially for camping and guess what… I “accidentally” brought the wrong bag. It was Fiona’s bag. So this is what happened. She took my bag full of foods and I brought her bag full of clothes… women… why do they need so much clothes? Anyway. Things were getting out of control and we had to at least hunt the animals, find some mushrooms and onions or something to cook and eat. When I asked Arthur to come with me to look for foods he was like “I’m not going anywhere. You were the one who wanted to come camping. I’m just going to stay here and read”. I’m sorry that there’s no food and things didn’t work out but they are not really my fault if you think about it. Actually it was Fiona’s fault… she was the one who took the wrong bag in the first place. Who’s to blame but me.
I think Arthur got annoyed a little bit. Since when he was young he was a typical prince. Living in the big castle, get everything he wants, so different to my childhood. I didn’t think he never felt “hunger” before. I didn’t think that he knew what “loneliness” means. You know big castles, lots of workers, as a prince you get to meet and talk to lots of people around country but when I talked to him on that night, I think being born as a prince is very lonely. This is what happened at that night.
After we were looking for food for about an hour, we all got very tired and when we were just about to give up, we found the boar in the wood. And we were so happy when we saw it but the next problem stroke. We didn’t have anything to catch it! How stupid are we. We didn’t know what to do and we didn’t have any ideas and Arthur used his what he calls “knowledge” and “skills” and came up with the idea to catch the boar. According to his plan, we made some rope with the plants. In his plan, I was the bait. I knew he hated me and did that on purpose. What I had to do was make the boar to go to the direction where Donkey and Arthur were hiding behind the trees and when the boar tries to run then they would rise up the plant rope and trip the boar over. The plan sounded good. But the plan was just plan. This boar was not scared of the orger. Normally the other animals get scared and run away when I growl and make the scary face “I am an orger! Argh~~~”. When I did my scary face, this boar was ready to run toward and attack me. I didn’t know I could run that fast and thanks to Arthur and his plan, I had the one-year amount of exercise in that few minutes.
By the time we got back to our tent, the day was getting dark. So basically we had breakfast and skipped lunch. Everyone was tired and so hungry that even Donkey wasn’t even talking. So we basically all helped each other cooking and we managed to barbeque the boar. It was really nice. Probably because I was really hungry but it tasted so good.
With full stomachs, we all felt relaxed and sleepy. We all sat down on the big piece of tree and looked at the fire with half closed eyes. Arthur asked me “Why did you marry Auntie Fiona?” and I said, “Because I love her. She was the one who made me realize that even orgers can fall in love.” And he asked, “So you have never been in love before?” “No, ever in my life. I didn’t know what love is. I never loved or got loved in my life” “Even from your parents…?” “My parents are orgers. They tried to eat me when I was young. Well I suppose you don’t understand what that mean. Without love in any kind of form is so lonely. Fiona made me understand that.” Then I realized that Arthur looked bit sad. Or at least that was what I felt. He said, “I know what that is like. I have been just me, by myself for most of my life.” I was actually surprised to here that because when I first saw him, he looked like he got so many loves. There was no loneliness, sadness in his face. He continued talking “My parents were always busy. Since young I had to have breakfast and dinner by myself, I had to learn to do things by myself when the parents taught their kids. Whenever the parents read a bedtime story or sang a song, I had to sleep trying not to look into the cupboard because I knew that there wouldn’t be anyone when I’m scared and… and… you know Shrek? I think you are not a bad guy after all and we have something in common.”
I thought Arthur had a good childhood. I always told people not to judge others by their look but I guess I have already judged Arthur before I even meet him. I guess I only have only seen and thought of the one side, the typical stereotype of princes in the fairytales where they were grown up in so rich environment, all strong, brave and fearless. But through Arthur today, he was just a boy who needs and wants his parents and their love. Also all the princes are also a man, human being with feelings and emotions. Today, I again realized, not to judge others only by their looks, thanks to my new cousin-in-law Arthur.
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