Me (gives rose to Tokugawa Yoshinobu)

If you want, you can stomp on it after-school!

Tokugawa Yoshinobu

No, I won't do that.

IT MUST BE LOVE.

50 or so MB of voiced badassery

I did my English internal assessment today. I made a game. Was nifty. It was my first voiced game too so the recording quality between characters was way off and the background music was louder than the voices because of some reason yet on this comp, it's at a lower volume.

Wall of Text Approaching.

TRILOGY OF THE RISE OF FORDIN

The Tetsujin Army Invades Brazil

Carson was fishing! Lo! The thrill made his adrenaline rush they thought. With each roll back, the fish came ever so closer! Caught! 3 inches long! Record! Thinking about it, Carson hated fishing. He guffawed at the nearby fishermen as they hopelessly tried to get their dinners while grumbling about the new totalitarian in power, Jue Falena. Of course, Carson would no such thing. He was a wealth merchant with power. With his puppeteer strings, he commanded the island of Brazil with such cunning and slyness, that Ultimate Monarch of Brazil Falena would never suspect his existence yet there Carson was able to even dictate what breakfast Falena would get. He got eggs with lamb chops today. Carson was starting to be appealed to the mystical eccentric cult in his backyard where they rambled out pantheism and multi-armed gods. Cows were excused from the diet of Brazil now for about three days. Revolts erupted throughout the city. How could they reject this aid to help them reach divine success with the Universe? They were Protestant of course, not the high great system Hinduism was: the love of Carson. Brazil would be Carson and Hinduism’s lovechild. Indeed, it was destiny. He could tell.

Carson returned to his castle with the fish which he gave to Leon, the cook.

“I shall prepare a feast from this minute beast that shall be expressive of the One’s grandeur!â€?

“I have a distaste of gold and jewels in my dinner. Please, I advise you not to.â€?

“Well, I suppose I can add salt instead.â€?

In the study, she read books upon books upon books. Only her amber fire was lit of the torches of the grandiose library. She turned the crisp parchment, revealing the Star of David. A sparkle from her tooth appeared.

“לך הצבא שלי של טאצאג'ין!!!â€?

Tetsujin begun to fall from the sky as the Brazilians watched in the horror. The iron-clad robots crushed the streets then begun to do same to the men, the women, and the children. With one punch, one Tetsujin tore a man apart and one half of him would slam into another man who then tore apart into two as well. The army’s vastly superior technology in punching was more than a match for the Brazilian cavaliers.

Carson mourned over the body of Leon. He stood up and swiped away his tears of lamentation and grew a face of unadulterated hatred. He tore off a piece of cloth from Leon’s red shirt and wrapped it around his forehead then grabbed the family heirloom, Wooden Bow. His strength increased by two.

“Come, face me, men of iron!!!

MASCULINITY MODE ON.�

The sound of a flute is heard.

The Green and the Flute of Nothingness

A fog lifted from all Silla as if the gods had forgiven the people of all the evil they caused for centuries. The enshrouded nightscape gone, the people rejoiced yet wondered why it had fabricated and more why it suddenly died. The sound of a flute of heard by the people and when they used their vision, they saw nothing but the clear nature they adored and missed surely. As a jinbol, a noble without the possibility of gaining kingship, Kim gazed outside his window in amazement. His ear caught the direction of the flute; it was from the tremendous mountain, Namsan.

His sense of adventure would bind him to this mountain of mystery and royalty. In the mountain were the tombs of past kings, glorious treasures, and it was also the place where he lost his dog, Sugarpup. It was also a known fact to the people that Namsan was the epitome of beauty with its sharp crevices in curved paths, forests of jade, and the simply breathtaking sight of glorious Silla at one glance from its peak.

However, all was not well. The mountain was occupied by crab demons with one proclaimed to be “Brahma.â€? The people assume that the crab was stealing the name though. The crab also said he was a “Marxist.â€? The people had the faintest idea of what that was; they assumed it was a fancy name for a crab. In effect, trying to make themselves seem more important, everyone started calling crabs “Marxists.â€? This was to the dismay of Brahma.

“Look at this ‘Marxist’ I have! Look! The claws, all pinch-y! Surely, this meaty fellow will delight my family! A grand feast! A grand feast forsooth!â€? shouted Kap.

“This crab is fabulous! Look at the cute belly it has! Surely, it deserves to be gutted to let its heavenly meat shine upon the tongues of such men like you and your sons! Oh, and your wife,â€? applauded Kim, “Well, you heard the flute? I think it came from that mountain…â€?

“Ah, yes, with the fog gone, it is not so much a war to grab these little ‘Marxists’, forsooth. You’re thinking that the flute is the cause of this blessing? I have the same belief as well, but I don’t want to stoop around the ancestral nobility. I already have that curse placed upon me by my ex.â€?

“Kr- Lee. That woman is quite the demon.â€?

“All women are demons, but we can’t oppose them. Remember the Anti-Feminist Army? Crushed in a single blow.â€?

“Then again, what man can resist the temptation of a fully armored woman complete with a desire to kill you? No one, except me.â€?

“Your chaste is one to be honored, Kim, but also sad.â€?

“I have no need for lust. I have philosophy! It’s great! You figure- you try to figure stuff out! Mentally simulating! I have this statement I made, ‘I think therefore I am.’ Fancy, no?â€?

Descartes slipped out of the village in glee.

“I really should be going to Namsan now.â€?

“Well, I hate to disappoint you but the mountain just exploded.â€?

“I am quite disappointed. Well, it was destiny.â€?

“Then again, you left Sugarpop there. Didn’t you attach a bunch of gunpowder on him?â€?

“…Maybe.â€?

“Well, that’s okay! We shall have many dead ‘Marxists’ to eat now!â€?

“Not unless I am of greater skill and strip you of the crabs before you grab hold of any!â€?

*SLAP

“Ow!â€?

“THIS IS CAPITALISM.â€?

“…Ow.â€?

http://youtube.com/watch?v=7Ze-xQoEfOU

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