How Many More? (1065 hits)
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Submitted by Uber Madness 2004 (View user info) at 2004-04-05 14:00:25 EDT
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Entry 1
The gentle scrape of the katana leaving its scabbard was more familiar to Takeshi than his mother's voice.His posture was relaxed and confident as he took the measure of his opponents.
Two to the left, one to the right. They were circling him, probing for a weak spot, waiting for him to step out of position.
Let them wait. He could tell from their footwork that they were undisciplined, barely trained, not even worthy of the weapons they held.
With a scream, they charged.
One stroke, two, three, and it was done.
He looked down at his handiwork. Their lifeblood was seeping across the wooden floor, inermingling in little rivulets, forming a pool where it encountered a rush mat.
The fat one stirred and moaned. Takeshi silenced him.
Soon a servant would be here, on her hands and knees, washing the bloodstains from the floor, wondering what this meant. Higher taxes and less food most likely. Perhaps an elder son taken as a conscript for Lord Kurokami's army.
Takeshi sighed and stepped over the bodies. There would be no war, not if he succeeded in his mission tonight.
His father no doubt was already marshalling his troops. They had argued openly, and Takeshi had disobeyed a direct order. He was prepared to accept the dishonor that came with his defiance - if Sumiko was rescued, there would be no need for this battle, no more death would be necessary. If that meant that he and Sumiko would have to flee to the mountains and live in dishonor, that was a small price to pay.
On the far side of the compound, he could hear the faint cries of people working to put out the fire he had started. He regretted the necessity of that fire. A ninja might have been able to breach Kurokami's compound without raising the alarm, but Takeshi was no common assassin.
He was samurai.
He would be a dead samurai if he didn't get moving. He slid the door open and stepped out into a garden. The garden was immaculately maintained, fountains and statuaries placed just so among wisteria and bonsai, paths tracing their way around the small pond that served as the its centerpiece.
He was deep within Kurokami's compound, but he must go deeper. Lord Kurokami's apartments would be in the center, the heart pillar. He was not here for Kurokami, but Kurokami would know where they were keeping Sumiko, and his life would be a good exchange for Sumiko's freedom if necessary.
Takeshi crept forward, his senses extended, feeling outwards as best he could. Aside from the clamor on the far side of the compound, he could hear and see nothing. The garden breathed serenity.
The sudden twang of a bowstring sent Takeshi diving behind a statue.
An arrow passed through the space in which he had been standing and landed with a meaty thunk in one of the posts holding up the building behind him.
He subdued a momentary panic, controlled his breathing and heartbeat. Calm again, he focused on the origin of the arrow. The post was to his right, which meant that the bowman had to be somewhere to his left. He was not on a roof; else the arrow would have stuck in the ground instead of carrying on to the post. That was good.
Takeshi extended his katana out past the edge of the statue, holding it at an angle. The folded steel cast a reflection, aided by the moonlight. He shifted the angle of his sword... searching...
His enemy was crouched in the shadows on the opposite side of the garden, bow drawn, waiting for Takeshi to move.
Nothing for it but to do it. So go.
He spun around and charged. An arrow sang towards him, and Takeshi struck it from the air with his katana.
The bowman fumbled to string another arrow, fingers made leaden with fright. As Takeshi closed, he dropped the bow and drew a parrying knife.
Takeshi struck it from his hands with the flat of his blade, and drew the katana up to his opponent's neck, holding it there, unmoving.
They stared at each other in silence, each close enough to taste the other's ragged breath.
The bowman wet himself.
"I have no wish to kill you."
The bowman nodded imperceptibly.
"Where are they keeping Takahoshi Sumiko? Tell me, and vow silence upon your honor, and I shall let you live."
"She is a guest in Lord Kurokami's apartments."
"Give me directions."
Minutes later, Takeshi slid open a door.
The room was sparsely furnished. The rooms he had passed through until now were extravagant, but here Lord Kurokami took his meditations. Mats lined the floor, on the far side was a simple wooden table upon which incense burned. Meditation paintings lined the walls, and rice paper windows left the room dim and conducive to thought. A doorway looked out onto the private garden behind.
Lord Kurokami was sitting inside, in a relaxed posture of meditation. He was older than Takeshi, in his early thirties. He was well built and radiated confidence. A katana sat in front of him, sheathed. He looked up.
"Daimyo." Takeshi's voice was stiff, formal.
The lord nodded, unperturbed.
"I have come for Takahoshi Sumiko."
Lord Kurokami laughed.
"And what makes you think I will give her to you, Tokugawa Takeshi? Yes, I know who you are."
Takeshi was nonplussed. "I have no desire to be a part of this conflict between you and my father."
"Your desire is irrelevant. You were born into this conflict."
"I have dishonored my father by coming here. He forbade it, and I came anyway. I am no longer a part of my family, and I wish now only to take my bride and avert war."
"And what makes you think I wish to avert war?"
Takeshi's eyes narrowed. "How many more must die for your arrogance, Daimyo?"
Lord Kurokami stood up. "You insult me under my own roof."
"HOW MANY MORE?" yelled Takeshi. "My father's army will come here, and men will die, peasant and noble both! And what does it gain you?"
"Everything. Your father is an old fool and it does not surprise me to learn that you are a young fool. What is your plan? To spirit the Takahoshi girl out of here and take her to the mountains? Perhaps become monks?"
Seeing Takeshi's answer in his face, he continued unmercifully. "Did it ever occur to you that Lord Takahoshi might not want his daughter to become a monk? Have you stopped to consider for one moment the consequences of any of your actions? This is the problem with you Tokugawas - action alone is not enough. Action that is not tempered by careful thought is like an earthquake, crushing the life from one here and sparing another there with no regard for reason."
Takeshi snarled. "This coming from the kidnapper of a girl who would start a war? War takes life as indiscriminately as an earthquake. Where was your careful thought when you ordered Sumiko kidnapped?"
"If you were a wiser man, you would have answered that question before taking any action. I expect the same from your father, which is why he will fall. When Lord Takahoshi and I agreed to stage the kidnapping of his daughter on the way to your wedding ceremony..."
"What?"
"we both knew that your father would be so blinded by the slight to his honor that he would send his troops against me without considering the motivation behind our action. When your father's army is on the march, with his forces drawn away, Lord Takahoshi will sweep down and take his lands. Takahoshi's army will take your father from behind while they are engaged with us, and the Tokugawa clan will suffer the fate it deserves."
Takeshi's steady voice belied his fear. "Not if I end this tonight."
Lord Kurokami drew his katana. "Even if you were capable of defeating me, child, my sons would carry on my work."
Kurokami tossed the scabbard to one side and assumed the chudan no kame stance. Takeshi copied him and moved into issoko-itto no ma basi, the distance where one step forward will bring the swordsman into striking range. The next action either took would be an irrevocable commitment.
They locked eyes, unmoving.
"Hyyaaaaah!" Takeshi shouted his focus and stepped forward.
He feinted low and swung high. Kurokami parried the blow and counterattacked, forcing Takeshi back a step.
Within moments, fathers and women and honor were gone, there was nothing but the opponent. They were beyond thought, lost in their art. But for their weapons, an onlooker might have thought them two dancers engaged in a coreographed routine of surpassing beauty.
They pressed back and forth, trading blows and advantage. Takeshi was faster, but Kurokami's power made up for it. Takeshi's arms were numb from the shock of repeated blows, and he could feel himself slowing.
Kurokami began to gain the advantage, pushing Takeshi around the room with a flurry of blows to the head and upper body. Takeshi was holding them off, but each stroke came closer than the last.
Desperation lent him renewed strength, but he knew it would not last. So he gambled.
When he should have sidestepped a blow, he instead stepped into it and locked katanas with Kurokami, a foolish move against a foe of greater strength.
Takeshi let go of his katana and grabbed Kurokami's wrists, pulling suddenly backwards.
Off balance and falling, Kurokami was forced to let go of his weapon as well. Takeshi fell to the ground and tossed Kurokami over him.
Kurokami landed and rolled with the fall, gaining his feet quickly.
Takeshi was faster. He picked up his katana, and stepped towards his opponent.
"I ask you one last time, daimyo. How many more must die for your arrogance?"
Kurokami snarled. "I've already answered your question fool, you just don't understand it yet."
Takeshi stepped forward and ended it with a swift stroke.
Sheathing his katana, he stumbled out of the meditation room, and began to search Kurokami's apartments as quickly as he could.
He found Sumiko lying in a bed, eyes wide, staring at nothing. The blood on the sheets testified to the fact that her maidenhood had been taken before she was strangled to death.
Takeshi looked upon her in silence for a time, seeking understanding.
He smiled as he drew his katana. Kurokami had answered his question after all.
Every last one of them.
- VS -
Entry 2
Brad is a simple man, works the 9 to 5 job, plays baseball with his son on Saturdays and arrives thirty minutes early for church every Sunday. Everyone who knows him will tell you stories of how he has helped them in some way, from loaning out his truck to mowing old Mrs. Harmon's lawn. Brad is the extreme of the nice guy, whereas his friend Dan is the exact opposite. Dan is an unemployed drain on society, with no intentions of success in the real world. He lives in his fantasy land, where he controls the life's of others, where he has the options of destroying them or helping them. He lives in a fantasy of human destruction.Brads' life is routine, every morning he wakes at 5, goes to the shower, wakes his son Ian, and has breakfast with his wife Lacy. At 7:45 he kisses his wife goodbye and heads to work, arriving at 8:30 everyday. At 5:15 he leaves work and heads to the bar to meet his life long friend Dan. Where they have three beers and play two games of pool, after which Brad heads home and Dan, well Dan has fun.
"Another lousy game of pool, a fucking show of sympathy, why does the fool even bother. I will show him, I will fix him up real nice and good, after I'm done, he will be the one getting the sympathy. I'm so fucking tired of everyone praising him; he thinks he is a fucking God. Well I am going to take him down, down to his knees and make him pray to the real God, ME!" He curses under his breathe.
He jumps in his car, placing the gas petal on the floor, he will arrive at 777 Heaven Lane with plenty of time to accomplish his goals before Mr. Safety gets there. He parks a block away so no one will know he has arrived. Caustically but calmly he makes his way to the backyard entering the house through the backdoor. In the kitchen he takes up his favorite object the meat cleaver as the memories come back. All the slaying he has done, the joy he had felt as the blood paint the walls, oh how long it has been, how many more years could he have gone. Today he will start again, the anticipation is almost overwhelming, he can hear little Ian in his room playing. He will use sympathy for the little boy; he will kill him first, so as he will not have to see him mom die.
Creeping in the room, the feeling is unbearable, how much he wants to bury the cleaver into the back of his skull. But he must wait, he has to see his youthful eyes before they go black with death.
"You're here early, Dauuuggggghhh," gurgles the boy as his headless body collides into the wall.
"That's right, I am here early"
"Brad what are you doing?"
Dan looks around nervously, how could Brad have gotten here so quick. He never drives that fast. But he has to finish the job, he must kill Lacy before Brad can stop him.
"What's in you hand?"
"Brad, what is wrong with you?"
"Oh my God Brad, what happened to Ian?"
"Brad, no, Stop!"
"Brad is not here to save you, he is living his golden life. But you, you will stop living now!"
One swing of the cleaver and the decapitated corpse falls to the floor. The pleasure of the kill is more than Dan anticipated, he fails to stand as his head gets cloudy, he faints next to the lifeless body of his friends wife.
Awaken by the stench that surrounds him, Brad slowly rises to his feet. Next to him lies what is left of his wife Lacy. Down the hall the head of his son stares back at him.
Slowly combing his hand thru his hair he makes his way to his bedroom. Taking out his suitcase he packs all of his life as he can, leaving out anything that might pertain to Lacy or Ian. Moments later he is on the interstate driving.
"How many more times must this happen, how many more life's must he ruin, how many more life's must I take?" the familiar questions haunt him.
"There is only one way I can stop him, to end him, I must also end myself."
With a last breathe for more confidence the car slams into a semi ending the lives of both Brad and Dan, one and the same.
Entry 1:
Ainkara
antluvdog
beer-turtle
Bigmike
BLITZKREIG_BOB
Chronic
coley
Deisangua
DJMattB241
DraconianKing
drink_DDT
Fabish
Falconer
fell-8-me
fionavar
firefly
gascs
Gent
hamilton
hcp28
Heimdallsman
Herpes
jimbo
JinkyWilliams
JMG114
JohnGalt
Judoka
jwlmar10
K.M
loki
Loren1
lucid
Magno
Melany
Mr_Insanity
potatomanjack
quack
Quartermain
Razor
satchel
Scott_James
ScoutCJustice
shadow
spacemonkey
spedmonkey
SpikeGoddess
tammy
Titinita
ugaly
vildy
volklcess
wijormiclat
William_Q_Percy
WillZone
Yes
yidele
youarsoghey
YouLookLikeINeedADrink
Zod
54 eligible votes (59 total) *
Entry 2:
Acarnis
Anjie
BleedTheSky
Death_Metal_Dude
freebie
GreaterThanBest
Jo_of_the_golden_P
littledan
Luckystar
MickGinny
Phinch
russizm
shark25
T.chow
tmofw
Zelp
13 eligible votes (16 total) *
* Eligible votes are those made by users who had either (A) posted 3+ messages OR (B) written 100+ [lowered from 750+] reviews as of the beginning of the UberMadness! competition.
User Reviews
Submitted by bart (user info) at 2004-04-08 02:46:31 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Very nice... finally had a chance to read it.
Submitted by Fabish (user info) at 2004-04-06 22:06:49 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by littledan (user info) at 2004-04-06 19:24:55 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment, Muhfucka!
Submitted by drink_DDT (user info) at 2004-04-06 18:51:27 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Sorry but entry 1 was a bad mother effer.
Submitted by XtremeMooCow <xtremeBob.at.msn.com> at 2004-04-06 18:19:58 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by Acarnis (user info) at 2004-04-06 18:01:59 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by Scott_James (user info) at 2004-04-06 17:19:01 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by vildy (user info) at 2004-04-06 14:26:01 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by DJMattB241 (user info) at 2004-04-06 13:43:17 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
1 was too long, but if i hear one more goddamn story about a guy that kills himself after his family dies, i'm going to SCREAM!
Submitted by Loren1 (user info) at 2004-04-06 12:09:44 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I hate stories like this with a passion, but it was written way too much better to vote against.
Submitted by Phinch (user info) at 2004-04-06 11:50:26 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
i didn't quite understand the ending of number 1 although i really enjoyed it.
Submitted by Judoka (user info) at 2004-04-06 11:46:06 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by JMG114 (user info) at 2004-04-06 09:41:15 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
"Perfect..." - The Last Samurai
Submitted by Death_Metal_Dude (user info) at 2004-04-06 02:07:12 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Fuck this was close.
Submitted by wijormiclat (user info) at 2004-04-05 23:48:41 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
HOLY FUCKING SHIT SAMURAIS KICK ASS!!!!!!!!!!!
Submitted by fell-8-me (user info) at 2004-04-05 23:01:49 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
#1 - Not my favorite genre by any stretch but really well-written. Entertaining read.
Submitted by Zelp (user info) at 2004-04-05 22:39:27 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
sweet
Submitted by Bigmike (user info) at 2004-04-05 22:36:53 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Maybe it was me but 2 was really hard to follow and get right.
One was a nice read.
Submitted by Ainkara (user info) at 2004-04-05 22:28:09 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Entry #1 was kickass
Submitted by Jo_of_the_golden_P (user info) at 2004-04-05 22:24:20 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Entry 1: Ugh. boring. sorry.
Entry 2: It was a good concept, but a little muddled in the execution.
Submitted by tmofw (user info) at 2004-04-05 22:04:03 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by YouLookLikeINeedADrink (user info) at 2004-04-05 21:45:54 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by fionavar (user info) at 2004-04-05 21:30:05 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
No Comment
Submitted by shadow (user info) at 2004-04-05 20:17:36 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
um... well done
Submitted by Yes (user info) at 2004-04-05 20:15:09 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
ninjas are totally sweet.
Submitted by Luckystar (user info) at 2004-04-05 20:12:22 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by DraconianKing (user info) at 2004-04-05 20:11:04 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Easily 1! It's just awesome.
Submitted by spedmonkey (user info) at 2004-04-05 20:09:31 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
samurais are badass
Submitted by MickGinny (user info) at 2004-04-05 19:56:13 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
i dont hate martial arts, i hate martial arts posts, books, movies etc.
Submitted by tammy (user info) at 2004-04-05 19:44:56 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by Magno (user info) at 2004-04-05 19:23:09 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by Zod (user info) at 2004-04-05 18:04:06 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by satchel (user info) at 2004-04-05 17:57:12 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by Falconer (user info) at 2004-04-05 17:51:40 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by quack (user info) at 2004-04-05 17:48:35 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
number one was awesome, reminded me of my ramen ninja post
number two was confusing. it was unclear when you were talking about the murderer, who he was. and the plot sucked anyway. sorry.
Submitted by Quartermain (user info) at 2004-04-05 17:42:59 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
The hell was the deal with that second one?
Submitted by ugaly (user info) at 2004-04-05 17:15:49 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by Chronic (user info) at 2004-04-05 17:14:03 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Both violent posts, but entry 1 showed the beauty of violence and the honor of combat. Both were pretty good though.
Submitted by Herpes (user info) at 2004-04-05 17:10:59 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Breath. Not breathe, breath.
Submitted by lucid (user info) at 2004-04-05 17:01:44 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Round 3 please get here soon. Too many weeds in the garden.
Submitted by gascs (user info) at 2004-04-05 17:01:07 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I think I've read Entry #2 somewhere before...
where was it...
oh, yeah, everywhere. A thousand times.
Y'know the more times you make a copy of a copy, the distinction and quality are reduced significantly? Entry #2 was a big fucking black square.
Submitted by JinkyWilliams (user info) at 2004-04-05 17:00:47 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
No Comment
Submitted by hamilton (user info) at 2004-04-05 16:41:36 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
I'm getting pissed off with all this fight club knockoff shit
Submitted by Mr_Insanity (user info) at 2004-04-05 16:35:24 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by hcp28 (user info) at 2004-04-05 16:29:33 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
hard choice but samurais and swords win out.
Submitted by jwlmar10 (user info) at 2004-04-05 16:17:19 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
I couldn't even finish reading the stupid ninja story, but what I did read was better than the stupid Fight Club wannabe of post 2.
Submitted by Deisangua (user info) at 2004-04-05 15:46:57 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by BLITZKREIG_BOB (user info) at 2004-04-05 15:45:18 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Samurais are cooler than psyhco-killers.
Submitted by jimbo (user info) at 2004-04-05 15:40:30 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by coley (user info) at 2004-04-05 15:32:19 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by ScoutCJustice (user info) at 2004-04-05 15:32:00 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Nice plot for both, but entry 2 has been done and done better. The surprise that Brad and Dan were the same person didn't come out right at all. It needs to come out sooner or it needs to be hidden better until the end.
Submitted by spacemonkey (user info) at 2004-04-05 15:19:39 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by T.chow (user info) at 2004-04-05 15:13:48 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
seriously. would it kill you guys to write something funny?
Submitted by BleedTheSky (user info) at 2004-04-05 15:10:59 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
#2 Gets the vote for having dead children.
Submitted by youarsoghey (user info) at 2004-04-05 15:00:34 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Good posts.
Submitted by potatomanjack (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:45:54 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Oops, here's the vote.
Submitted by potatomanjack (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:45:24 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I'm really getting sick and tired of these craptacular stories. One was a little better because it had some action instead of shitty melodrama, but I don't know how much more of this stuff I can take.
Submitted by yidele (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:42:17 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
nr2 was incoherent. a decent idea, but lost in the naming. number one was nowhere nearly as good of an idea but it was executed reasonably well
Submitted by Melany (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:38:20 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by JohnGalt (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:37:54 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by GreaterThanBest (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:36:47 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by William_Q_Percy (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:36:12 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I guess the only other high seed who might use Japanese would be Ainkara... and Russizm DID vote for #2... Hmmm....
Only time will tell.
Submitted by firefly (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:35:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by WillZone (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:35:28 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I sense this will be a knockout victory for #1.
#2 was poor...#1 stepped up with the literary skills and it involved death (the running theme in all these posts) in an interesting and smart way. Congrat. You held my interest the whole way through.
Submitted by William_Q_Percy (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:34:55 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by loki (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:15:22 (#)
Ranking: 0
I wonder how many people think I wrote #1.
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I thought NotApologizing did until I realized he's a low seed in his match. Then I thought of you.. how many other users write Japanese?
Damn... back to the drawing board.
The best part of this comp is trying to figure out who wrote what
Submitted by William_Q_Percy (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:32:04 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I believe there is some word used to describe the beating post 1 is about to hand to post 2...
what was that again?
Oh yeah...
OWNED!
Submitted by antluvdog (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:25:17 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by Gent (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:23:18 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Wow... yet another murder in the family story. When will it end? Seriously, enough.
Submitted by shark25 (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:21:52 EDT (#)
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Submitted by freebie (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:21:46 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by russizm (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:21:44 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by K.M (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:19:00 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
God Damn!
Submitted by Razor (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:18:16 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Samurai kick all kinds of ass.
Submitted by volklcess (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:16:39 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by Heimdallsman (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:15:57 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by loki (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:15:22 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I wonder how many people think I wrote #1.
Submitted by Anjie (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:12:23 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by beer-turtle (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:11:55 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
2 has been done before. Duality of a split mind.
1 had a classic feel to it. Good Japanese ending. no one happy.
-Turtle
Submitted by SpikeGoddess (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:07:30 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by Titinita (user info) at 2004-04-05 14:06:50 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
YAY! Banzai banzai banzai!