February 4, 2013

Random Poetic Bits

I thank Him for having put me on the path, and I will allow Him to guide me,
For if this flower is truly to be mine, then He will not let it defy me.

***

With the pen as the knife and the paper as the wrist,
When all of this is misery, I write to end all of this.

***

We played with fire, we played with fate.
We tried to love, but alas, we hate.
We tried to count, but we cannot measure
The consequence of untimely pleasure.

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She keeps herself running within my dome.
I should stop her sprint up there and bring her home.
Kiss her, lay her down, and kiss her some more,
Bring the kisses lower and watch her soar.
Enter her spaceship, continue the flight,
Refuel among the stars; we have all night.
Satisfy her desires that simmer and burn,
Land and let her go, but I know she'll return.

***

This is how a heart
Loses its loving blood flow
And turns into stone.

***

I accumulated millions of dollars and millions of justified haters.
I sold my soul for my own greater good, but is this really greater? 
To stand in the lights as I do what I do has always been my dream, 
but these lights blind me, might as well be dark, for this is a nightmare it seems. 
I'm consciously spreading a repping a message I consciously do not support, 
but everything is at total risk if I should decide to abort. 
I live better than all but my wealth is inversely proportional to my mental health 
this tangible success seems to come with the price of constantly failing myself.

***

So honestly, i just wanna take you and hold you
so we can fly in a car and make our dreams come true. 
Yeah reality's nice but my dreams are better 
i bet ur dreams awesome too so lets put them together

power

You gave me power
Then you stripped me of it.
I sought the return
So I earned a new one.
Its volatile nature
Made it useless
The lesson here
Had me crushed.
Tempted by blood,
Resisted by heart.
Progress like sloth,
But the tree is finite.
Molded in moral
A new power grew
And I didn't even
Have to sharpen a blade.

My Ambition Will Kill Me

Bringing the pain because that is the only way we are going to be able to make this work. I need the fire started because where champions are crafted in fire, legends are made in the sun. And The Legend is what I wanna be, so The Sun is where I need to go. Forget this planet. Forget my friends, forget my family, forge loved ones, loved places and loved things... everything. All is irrelevant except one. There is only one thing that matters... the fame... the fortune... the glory... the goal... that's actually four things, but they're all at the same destination.

My ambition will kill me.

But who cares? They do. That's what they insist I do. Fuel up my ship. Get me ready for take off. Prepare me for the atmosphere and beyond. I am willing and ready to become The Legend that I have always wanted to become, that I always knew I could be, that I prided myself on being before I even was. I will burn out. I will overheat. I will cook. I do not care. I am tired of looking up at all of those people above me, wondering how they got there, why they are there, wondering how and why I am not there yet. I am tired of looking at all those losers with thrones. I am tired of seeing myself up at the top with a throne, but only as a mere figment of my imagination. So let's do this. Let's hop in the ship and let's aim for the sun.

My ambition will kill me.

The moon sucks. Forget its pleasant, gentle beauty and its contrast of darkness, providing hope and light to those who need it. No, forget all of that... it is too cold there anywhere, and it holds no weight. Literally. Fuck Venus. Think I care about women and their origins and how they work and how to get one and love and compassion and affection? We need to go beyond that. I can see it now. The sun is coming soon. And look... you'll have to squint your eyes hard, maybe even recover from a bit of retina damage, but there goes Mercury, right now. Right there. That small, red spot amongst the yellow. And wow, what is this thing? Apparently they are more planets chilling, around here though? Amazing... talk about discovering new stuff. More than enough mysteries for the private eye to spy. But I am not here for the discovery. I am not here for the journey. I am here for the destination.

My ambition will kill me.

And there it is. The sun. Now I can be The Legend. I can hardly see it now. No one can hardly see me anymore either. I can feel it though. I can feel everything coming together now, fusing into this one thing that society has held to such high regard... success of its highest, most ominous nature. Yes. Everyone is waaaay down there, and I am waaaaaay up here, but look at that ... no one can see me. It is cool though... actually, it is not cool at all. It is hot up here. And yeah, my skin is cooking. Burning. Overheating. Spontaneously combusting, though it is not all that random... I mean, I am at the sun. Exactly where I wanted to be. Exactly where I needed to be. Becoming the Legend. Absorbing the fire... or maybe the fire is absorbing me. Too bad no one will ever care.

My ambition will kill me.

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Once upon a time, there was a guy who insisted that he was the best. And we all wanted him to be the best. We helped keep him afloat when he was drowning in waste, and we supported him when he was flying on cloud bridges. Unfortunately, he wanted to go higher and higher and higher. And he forgot about us. Hell bent on becoming a legend... no, excuse me, The Legend, he took off, but only got but so high. High enough to become delusional, but not high enough to achieve what one would call, "success." And we watched this tragic man fall so deep, crashing through rocks, slamming against walls, and ending in a fiery blaze that he insisted was "The Sun." Sure enough, he became a legend, alright.... the example of the greatest lesson we were ever taught.

Bullet in My Chest

Bullet in my chest, bullet in my pocket.
Bullets that are nameless 'cause the names don't matter. 
The intent is the issue when we invent the villain in which energy is spent to embark on a mission. 
The human heart always find pain in the end of a human life, 
But lacks that sympathy in the end of the human heart.

That's where the problem lies, where we don't recognize, 
Causes may have effects but all effects have a cause. 
We see it how we wanna see it, leave it how we wanna see it, 
And fact mean nothing if we believe what we believe.

So back to the bullets, back to the pocket, and the chest. 
Back to the issues and the intent. 
When one journey ends, another begins, just like one bullet's ending so another can be sent. 
Then another life is spent. 
Then more tears are cried and more cries are heard 
And more blood is spilled because there's the hunt for balance doesn't end. 
The human heart must have peace, and it hunts for it, 
But hunt always involve weapons and bloodshed. 
And just when you find peace, chaos finds you again. 

The order of the world is a lack of order, and the balance is delicate so it will always tilt. 
Sometimes the best route to peace is inaction, 
As you can't accurately measure the blood that was spilled. 
Unfortunately, hearts are known for being misguided, 
But more misguided are hearts that reached their end. 
Which is why I have a bullet in my pocket. 
Which is why I have a bullet in my chest.

Choose Your Batles

I don't understand why we have to fight. We can choose the route of peace, but yo consistent pick conflict. And just as much as you want to fight, you want me to fight you, you're conditioned for war, for the war is your life, the fight is your life.

But not me. I don't have to fight. The fight means nothing to me. Surely, for you, the preception is that the fight means everything, but for me... Oh, the fight is no more than a weapon of another and I won't pull the trigger, i'm not shooting myself or yourself. And don't get it twisted, if I wanted to fight, I'd probably tear you a new asshole.

But this fight is meaningless to me, pointless for me, while you live for the victorious moment, the bigger picture is something you refuse to see, so momentarily, I will flee, then maybe, you calm down, stop yelling at me, and instead speak to me.

But alas, you hold grudges, so no matter when, no matter where, you will always find the opportunity to fight. And walk around with that pent up rage, incapable of happiness, unable to find peace, and no matter what day you walk, you lose the war, which is why you must make it up with the fight against me.

No maaan, you have to understand, but in your current state of mind, you will never understand, so go ahead. Punch me, shoot me, spit on my grave, and ignore the knowledge I'm trying to engrave. And with passing brain cells that absorbs nothing, you allow yourself to lose while you claim false victory. Go ahead, take the win, but you can't take my dignity. Go ahead, talk your shit, but your words aint real to me. Go ahead, be a man that isnt really a man. Go ahead, upon the defenseless, lay your hand.

And continue to choose your battles incorrectly. All that rage, that anger, that broken peace inside of you, it will catch up too you on the wrong day. Keep deciding on impulse rather than intelligence, keep fighting the wrong fight, the bad. Keep fighting me and those like me. Keep trying to find fulfillment in meaningless wins...
And maybe one day, you'll see...

As I heal, and Im in peace.

And you rise or fall, depending on your plea, and the evidence against you as you rest in peace,

And you'll see, that maybe, You should have not struck thee.

Choose your battles better man. Listen to my words.... Choose your battles better

Angel


I could hear her voice calling out to me, but I couldn't quite make out what she was saying. So I stood there, in the middle of nowhere, trying to hear her. I could still hear her, but concentrating on her voice made no difference; the voice was still faint. It occurred to me that out distance was keeping us apart, keeping the message that she was trying to send me from getting to me, so I wanted to start an adventure to get to her.

"I'm coming, my darling," I cried out to no one, hoping she'd hear me, hoping she'd know I'd come, hoping she'd now have a glimmer of hope. There was a silence, and then her voice continued, but in a different pattern. I once again stood in the middle of nowhere, listening, or at least trying to. My ear put to the air, my eyes closed, hoping that along some miracle, I could get her message.

Still, I could not make out the words. And now, it was starting to pain me. So I started to travel, started to follow her voice, started my adventure from nowhere to somewhere, wondering what she said, wondering if she was okay. And I traveled through shadows, and I battled through beasts, and I conquered all kinds of territory, following this voice. And her voice got louder, but not necessarily clearer...

I stopped at a hut in a small town, where the wind rustled leaves. I found a spot and tried to hear her again, but the leaves distorted the message. I made out a few words... do... please... but that was all I could obtain. I couldn't tell if she was in pleasure of anticipation or in dire pain, but I looked ahead and saw I had to cross the plain. Multiple foes were slain. Multiple woes were gained. But despite all the hardships, I remained sane.

And with all the work, all the effort, and all the chaos that I had to endure, the pain of everything tickled compared to the way my heart broke when I finally heard the message... "Do not come... please,"

This is what my ears heard. And from that point, I wanted to cut my ears off. I did not know where I wanted to go, what I wanted to do. I didn't even know if I wanted an answer. Her plea for me to not help her flee sunk my heart lower than the great depths of the sea. Everything felt heavy, and I dropped everything. Sword. Shield. Tears.

A river flowed, and now I wanted answers. I picked up my sword, and wanted to proceed, but that message continued to ring. That painful message continued to ring. That insane message continued to sing. My lust was gone, my love was gone, my trust was gone...

Trust... she had never given me a reason to not trust her. She had never given me a reason to not trust her. She had never given me a reason to not trust her. She had never given me a reason to not trust her.

Yes. I literally had to repeat that thought in order to believe it. Truth is, she had never given me a reason to not trust her. Her message was not one of a dying love, but rather of a test of trust. Sometimes, to be the hero, the action is in the inaction.

So I trusted her and I stopped my journey. And I returned to the hut, partially saddened, partially in the light of hope. Hope that she knew what she was doing. Hope that her message was delivered correctly. Hope that she was not giving me a reason to not trust her.

I soon stopped hearing from her. The message that she spoke was no more. There was nothing but silence. Painful. Deadly. Deafening. Silence. Combined with the winds and the leaves, unbearable pain, but I stuck with her words, for she had never given me a reason to not trust her.

Minutes into hours, hours into days, days into weeks, and nothing. No message, no sign, nothing. Wind turned to rain to calm sun to rain again to wind and rain, and the cycle continues. But so did the silence. Painful. Deadly. Deafening. Silence.

Soon, I was ready to go home. I would simply be left with what ifs and what happened's and a bunch of other mysteries left unsolved. And as I gather my things, ready to go, there she was, standing before me, in all of her beauty.

A part of me wanted to hug her. But a bigger part of me wanted answers. But an even bigger part of was too mad to speak. So I stood in silence. Painful. Deadly. Deafening. Silence. Waiting for her to address me.

She smiled. She waved, then she disappeared. I did not know what type of emotion I wanted to feel. She came, she went, she spoke not a word.

Suddenly, I heard a message.

My fate was already sealed. Yours, it's still up in the air, up in your control. Had you tried to save me, your efforts would have been in vain, potentially hurting both of us for no reason. But I thank you for your efforts. I really do appreciate it. So long, hun.

Tears ran down my eyes, for she still had never given me a reason to not trust her. She was always my angel. She will always be my angel. And I never thanked her for being my angel. I had been mad at her. I had taken her for granted. And the only reason I wanted her saved was for my own personal gain. But the whole time, she was my angel. And I had never thanked her for being my angel...

Thank you, my angel.

untitled

a song. a thought.
a woman. a love.
all remains within me.
all remains in my heart.
and it's the pain of the past,
plus the uncertainty
that the future holds
that holds me back.
but these are bad excuses.
and I keep them coming.
a complete fear of a step
from my simple couch.
I desire much more,
but I settle for much less.
I believe now is the time
to grow up.

let the sun set on hate
let the sun rise on love
allow morning to wash away
yesterday's pain.
let the sun bring you warmth
let the clouds dot your dreams
and let not a single person
rain on your favorite parade.

January 27, 2013

Late January 20th Challenge Results

So I'm seven days late with posting the results...

but I did it.

over 100,000 words.

Though the final product is probably not going to have that many words. Chapters and characters and a lot of stuff are going to get cut. Other characters need a little more development. Fight scenes need redoing or complete nixing... it's a very rough draft.

But it's done.

I've been taking a break with the writing thing, but I'm a get back on it, likely in April, where Camp NaNoWriMo will challenge me to write 50,000 words in the month of April. By then, the plans should be laid for the next book.

In fact, I'm working on those plans sometime in the next three days.

Of course, I have other goals in mind as well... poetry book, among other things...

I can't be distracted... at least not for too long.

Well, that is all. Just wanted to post an update regarding the January 20th Challenge. It was a great success. :D

January 6, 2013

The January 20th Challenge

As of this moment, I have *something along the lines of* 20 chapters left to write for the first Marko Man book. Today is January 6th. Regardless, I want to be done with this book by January 20th. Why?

Because of the Challenge.

I didn't really get much writing done in December due to the chaos that month brought me, so now, I'm looking to more than make it up. I actually have some form of a writing schedule that I want to follow as closely as possible for the year, but that's another story in itself that I'll get into at a later date.

But as for right now? This day? This moment?

It's all about the Challenge. The January 20th Challenge.

December 31, 2012

Games to Play and Games to Beat in 2013

So with the new year coming, there are so many things to do... and among them are playing and beating old school video games.

Why old school games? Well, I don't have any current gen systems, and I really don't plan on buying one any time soon. Maybe when I make a little bit more money... but until then, old school is all I got.

And it's not like that's a bad thing...

Games to Beat

Super Mario Bros. 2: I beat Lost Levels, but I never beat the one with the vegetables and stuff.
Donkey Kong Country 3: I've beaten it once just because, but this is such an inferior DKC game in my opinion. I'm gonna suffer through it again...
The Legend of Zelda: A Link to the Past: I'm probably gonna save this for last... I've beat it once, and I struggle to beat this game for a 2nd time
Donkey Kong 64: I've never beat this. I only remember getting lost and whatnot. maybe now I'll actually beat it.
Diddy Kong Racing: for the hell of it
Super Castlevania 4: aka Super Chainslvania 4 (link to video)
Super Mario RPG: I really try to enjoy RPGs, but for the most part, they fall apart when the opponent dodges my attack and then kills me in one move... but I'll try this again...
Fire Emblem My new phone is almost practically a Game Boy Advance SP, and I'll be looking to beat the GBA edition(s) of Fire Emblem. Perhaps Advance Wars as well.

Games to Play

Sega Genesis

Ranger X
World of Illusion
Super Street Fighter 2 (it had Expert Mode. If you like running through arcade modes, then you may or may not appreciate it.)

Super Nintendo Entertainment System.

Plok
Battletoads in Battlemaniacs
Lost Vikings
Axelay
Secret of Mana (supposedly it's an action RPG, so maybe I'll enjoy it. Maybe.)


December 21, 2012

Marko Man in: End of the World


So I wanted to write a festive little story, and I did... based on the End of the World.

Don't look at me like that... Christmas is every year, but the world only ends like, every six years or so. The end of the world is a much rarer event, so I think it should be celebrated as such.

Anyway, here's a small End of the World story. Helped me relieve some stress from this month... this month of December really hit me hard. It's not as epic as it could have been, but it's still rather entertaining. Hope you enjoy.

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“Black clouds are always a bad sign,” Marko said to himself, “but black clouds with a face on it while being surrounded by fire can really only mean one thing... end of the world.”

The black cloud with the fire surrounding it was moving in Marko’s direction as he was walking towards the mall to do some last minute Christmas shopping. The face looked in Marko’s direction, and it seemed to smile at him.

“I might need some back up for this.”

Marko pulled out his phone, only to find that he wasn’t getting any service.

“Perfect. No service. This end of the world stuff is serious. Fine. I’ll handle it on my own.”

The fire increased the temperature and the brightness of the area, and this made a whole bunch of people come out of their houses to see what was going on. They saw Marko Man, and they looked up in fear, having never seen anything like that before. Marko looked around, seeing all the people, and he definitely didn’t need them to be there in the line of fire and distracting him.

"Whoa whoa whoa, does anyone else here got superpowers?"

Marko didn't get a response.

"Okay, then chill the fuck out, I got this. Everyone get out of here, get out of harms way and be safe.”

People started to run in the opposite direction of the flaming black cloud. The eyes of the cloud looked, seeing all the fleeing people, and as though it didn’t approve of the evacuation, the cloud shot a fireball down towards the street.

“Oh no you don’t! Bazooka Blast!”

Marko fired off the Bazooka Blast to combat the fireball from the sky. The two blasts connected and canceled each other out. Marko continued to look in the sky, and the flaming black cloud let out a slow, angry roar. As it roared, black specs started to fall from the cloud to the ground. They were falling fast, and there were a lot of them, but Marko wasn’t too sure what the black specs were about, so he ran forward to investigate. It didn’t take much running for Marko to see a bunch of black figures in the street, rising up from the black puddles in the ground that the black specs from the sky made.

“We are the Minions of Doom,” one of the black figures said. “The time is now. This is the end.”

“Yeah, the end of you!” Marko said. “Bazooka Blast!”

Marko launched the Bazooka Blast at the Minion of Doom that claimed the end was here, and the blast connected in an explosion, destroying that minion and hurting a few other minions as well. Through the smoke, the minions charged through to attack Marko. He didn’t anticipate their aggressive move, so he ended up on defense at first, defending against a whole bunch of punches and kicks. He was on defense for a few seconds, and then a few more, then he got a little mad that he was on defense for so long.

“Mega Kick!”

Marko dodged three consecutive attacks and countered with a Mega Kick that hit four minions. From there, he pushed forward and kept attacking with his own punches, hitting every minion that he saw. He did have to dodge a few punches, but he continued his attack, countering missed punches with Mega Kicks. He continued to attacks with punches to the faces of the minions, then he dodged a fireball with a Blaze Dash, hitting one minion and knocking him into two more. Marko turned around, having to dodge attacks from four minions at one, and he used another Blaze Dash to get away, but one minion stuck his foot out and managed to trip Marko, making him hit the ground. Before the minions could take advantage, he spun on his back with his feet out, sweep kicking whatever minions were in the circle, then he sprung up on his feet using his hands, and when he was airborne, he connected a Mega Kick. Once his feet were back on the ground, he fired a Bazooka Blast, with an explosion that managed to create a bit of space. Marko ran into the smoke, emerging from the other side and went on a rampage, connecting Mega Kick after Mega Kick, hitting one minion with each kick but taking down about four or five since he would knock minions into other minions. Marko kept attacking with these Mega Kicks until he got blasted from behind with a fireball, which knocked him to the ground. He ended up on his stomach first, but quickly got to his back as minions tried to jump on top of him. Marko used his feet to kick minions off of him as they tried to jump on top of him. After seven kicks, a bunch of minions tried to jump on top of him.

“Bazooka Blast!”

Marko fired the Bazooka Blast and it hit the airborne minions, with an explosion to keep him out of sight for a moment. He rolled to one side before getting up, and he noticed that there were minions that were trying to attack him, but they simply couldn’t see him.

“I’m over here!” Marko said. “Mega Kick!”

Marko connected three Mega Kicks, taking down a bunch of minions with those attacks. Marko continued to attack, punching minions in the face, kicking minions in the stomach, blasting minions with Megodokens, and charging into minions with Blaze Dashes. Marko was on a roll for a good minute until one of the minions managed to hit him in the back of his head. He stumbled forward, and was barely able to dodge a punch, which was followed up by a kick in a different direction, which was also dodged. He immediately Blaze Dashed into a minion, then he turned around and fired a Bazooka Blast in the direction from which he came. After the explosion he turned around, dodged one punch and countered with a punch, Mega Kick combo, knocking that minion into a few more minions, and following up with a Bazooka Blast. He ran into the smoke of that explosion, but other minions ran into the smoke as well, and Marko was met with a bunch of minions. Regardless, he attacked, throwing punches and kicks at the minions, back on a hot streak and taking down minions by the pound.

Marko soon noticed a fireball from behind and he dodged it. After that fireball, many more fireballs were launched in his direction, and he had to dodge them all as well. He found himself in an infinite loop of fireball dodging, then he just Blaze Dashed out of the line of fire.

“Bazooka Blast!”

Marko launched yet another Bazooka Blast, and it connected with yet another explosion. Marko wanted to continue his attack, but he also needed to catch his breath. Finding himself on the sidewalk, he looked into the street, and he saw that the minions were started to disappear in puffs of smoke that were going up to the sky. Confused, Marko took a few steps into the street to get a better view of the flaming black cloud in the sky.

"Marko Man..." the cloud bellowed in a loud, low tone, "Accept this... The is today... The end is here... The end is now!"

"Yeah, well, the end is just gonna have to get pass me first," Marko said with a very confident yet determined look on his face.

"You cannot stop this... I can rain down hell upon you for free... you can do nothing..."

"Wanna bet?"

The black cloud launched a huge fireball at Marko, much bigger than the fireball that it fired earlier. Marko charged up a Bazooka Blast, knowing that the standard blast would work. The fireball came closer, and Marko could feel the heat coming from it.

"Bazooka Blast!"

Marko shot the Bazooka Blast at the fireball, and when they collided, they both canceled each other out.

"You can not stop me..."

"Prove it!"

To respond to Marko's dare, the black cloud started to rain down a bunch of fireballs down towards Marko.

"Fuck."

Marko started to back up, just to get out of the way of the fireballs, but he knew that he had to find a way to stop them from falling, and as it stood, he didn't have anyway to do so. Marko kept walking backwards, seeing the fireballs hit the ground, destroying cars and setting the streets and houses and yards on fire.

"Bazooka Blast!"

Marko fired the Bazooka Blast up at the black cloud out of desperation, hoping that it would be able to do something. The Bazooka Blast flew up, and it was only getting pelted with fireballs from the cloud until it no longer existed.

The rain of fire was starting to get closer to Marko due to his standing still to launch the Bazooka Blast and the clouds intent to engulf Marko with fire. It didn't take long before Marko was dodging the fireballs that fell from the sky, and he didn't really have much a plan beyond that. He saw more houses catching fire, more trees getting smoked, and more clouds getting smoked, and that's when he snapped.

"FINAL BAZOOKA BEAM!"

Marko found himself under the cloud at this point, so he simply launched his most powerful attack straight up. The Final Bazooka Beam kept fireballs from hitting him, and it also went clear through the black cloud. Marko wasn't one hundred percent sure if that was a good thing, since it was just a cloud, but the fireballs stopped falling, and many of the fireballs disappeared as they fell before they hit the ground. Marko stopped his attack, looking up into the sky and seeing the sky clear up. It looked like it was clearing up at first, but the black matter of the cloud was all swirling up into one point. Once all of the black cloud was in the concentrated single point, it started to fall down to the ground.

Marko watched it fall. He noticed that the falling black thing had a small fire on top of it, and that it was falling at a speed similar to that of a free falling human. It was also turning out to have a human form as well. Soon, the black spec landed on its feet with a small boom, cracking the ground just a little bit, and it did turn out to have a human form. It was all black, had fire for hair and eyes the same color as the fire.

"Looks like I have formidable opposition to the end on my hands. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Deathcloud, and I am here to bring about the end of the world."

"Yeah? Under whose authority?"

"The authority of my own. You silly humans seem to think that the end was coming today. Well here I am to bring it, and a mere mortal such as yourself is in no position to stop me. So move aside, or I will make sure your soul burns for all eternity!"

"Oh... you're one of those types..."

"What... what type?"

"You know, I always thought that the end of the world would come about one of three ways... either a human pressing a button that launches every nuke my accident, a huuuuge natural disaster that just simply couldn't be stopped, or something dealing with judgment by God himself. I would have never thought that the world would end via some asshole such as yourself. You simply want to end the world for the sake of pain, chaos, despair, and your own enjoyment because you have nothing else better to do. I've seen your type a thousand times over, so fuck you, the world shall not be ending today!"

A bright orange smile grew on the face of Deathcloud.

"And you're the heroic type that's willing to put his life on the line for silly humans, regardless of their ability to not give a fuck about how many times you've save their lives."

"All day."

"Well not today. Today, you meet your end, along with the rest of this planet. And for you... I've got a special treat for your soul... before I let it burn for all eternity, I'll let you watch as I end every life on this planet in a blaze!"

"Okay. Go for it."

"I will!"

Deathcloud charged at Marko, throwing a punch when he was close enough. Marko dodged it and hit him with a Mega Kick, which sent Deathcloud flying for a bit, but he landed on his feet. He turned around and shot a fireball at Marko, which he easily dodged. Deathcloud shot three more fireballs, and Marko managed to dodge all of them. One they were past him, he jogged towards Deathcloud. Deathcloud ran at Marko too, and when they met, Marko threw a punch. Deathcloud dodged the punch and started his offense with a barrage of punches and kicks. Marko was blocking every attack, and he soon countered with a Mega Kick, but Deathcloud dodged it with a jump.

Marko looked up, seeing Deathcloud shoot a fireball down at him. Marko dodged in the direction that Deathcloud was going to land, and he jumped at him with a Mega Kick, but Deathcloud blocked the attack. When Marko and Deathcloud landed, Deathcloud shot a fireball, while Marko immediately countered with a Megodoken, and the two blasts collided into nothingness.

"All right, this warm up is over," Deathcloud declared. "Time to get serious!"

The size of the fire hair that Deathcloud had suddenly double, and with the rise in temperature of an area that was already on fire, Marko realized that his power increased.

"So you're really gonna go through with this..." Marko said. "Fine. Turbo Charge!"

Marko used Turbo Charge, and he was surrounded by a blue aura as his power and natural speed increased. Deathcloud may have been ready to end the world, but Marko was definitely ready to stop the end from happening. A smile grew on Marko’s face, and Deathcloud wasn’t exactly a fan of the smile. Deathcloud was just about to run at Marko, but Marko started walking towards Deathcloud, which threw him off a bit. Marko’s walk was calm and collected, and Deathcloud had no idea why he was walking towards him. Deathcloud gritted his teeth in anger, feeling as though Marko was just way too confident considering the situation, so he charged at Marko and threw a punch. Marko dodged the punch and Mega Kicked Deathcloud, sending him flying. Deathcloud landed on his feet, but when he turned around, Marko was already in his face, hitting him with punches and kicks all over his body. Twenty hits connected before Marko finished his combo with a Mega Kick, which sent Deathcloud flying once again, but this time, Deathcloud took off flying into the air, going up. He looked down at Marko and started to shoot rapid fireballs down at Marko.

“The bastard can fly,” Marko said, dodging the fireballs. “Just great.”

Marko was dodging the fireballs, then he ran real quickly to get out of the line of fire. Deathcloud saw him move, and he kept redirecting his attack, trying to hit Marko, but he kept moving in an unpredictable zigzag pattern. Deathcloud saw that he wasn’t going to be able to hit Marko, so he stopped firing the rapid fireballs, only to shoot a huge fireball down at him.

“Blaze Dash!”

Marko avoided the attack with a Blaze Dash, clearing the attack with more than enough room to spare. Deathcloud kept his eye on Marko, and he dived down at Marko. He went for a flying punch, but Marko dodged it and Deathcloud kept flying. He went for a flying kick, and Marko dodged that as well. Deathcloud went back into the air and fired a fireball, and Marko dodged it. Deathcloud flew down at Marko once again, and this time he kept punching at him, but Marko was blocking every punch. Deathcloud increased his altitude just a bit and switched his offense to kicks, and Marko was still blocking every attack. While his defense wasn’t failing him, he still wanted to be able to counter attack, soon, he decide to duck under a kick and force a jump after the dodge. He went for a punch, but Deathcloud grabbed Marko’s fist and flew up high into the air. Marko tried to punch him with his free hand, but Deathcloud was able to move so that punch either didn’t hit or was simply ineffective. Soon, he started to swing Marko around by his fist, around and around, in a circle, moving faster and faster. As he spun, the hand that was holding Marko started to heat up, and soon it was on fire, and it was burning Marko’s fist. Marko felt the burn and he started yelling in pain, which only added to Deathcloud’s delight. After a few seconds of spinning with a flaming hand, he finally released Marko towards the ground, and Marko hit the ground, landing on his side in the middle of a crater.

“Now you’re dead!” Deathcloud said. “HA!”

Deathcloud shot a huge fireball into the crater. When the fireball hit the crater, it exploded. Fortunately, Marko was able to quickly get up and Blaze Dash out of the crater to avoid direct contact, but the explosion was still able to hit Marko and it knocked him into a tree that was on fire, causing Marko’s back to catch fire for a moment. He quickly dropped to the ground and rolled around to put the fire out. He was able to put the fire out, but Deathcloud flew towards him, pick him up, put him on his feet, and started to punch him in his face with fists of fire. Twenty punches connected before Deathcloud finished his combo with a huge fireball, sending Marko down the street. Marko landed on his back, and for a moment, he didn’t move.

“There. That should be it.”

Marko slowly started to get up, much to Deathcloud’s surprise. Marko looked at Deathcloud, kind of mad that he let him do the damage that he done. Most of his body felt like it had a minor burn at worst, and his right hand definitely had a serious burn. He could feel the pain, but he was the only one here to combat Deathcloud, and he just knew that if Deathcloud won, he could bring about the end of the world.

“Not gonna let you win,” Marko said. “You’re gonna have to do more than that.”

“Have I not given you a preview of the eternal pain you’re looking to experience?” Deathcloud asked.

“I’ll heal.”

“Implying that you’re gonna win... such a silly man.”

A smile grew on Deathcloud’s face, as he was sure that he was going to win.

“Imply? Okay, let me make it clear. You. Won’t. Win.”

The smile disappeared, and Deathcloud immediately fired a fireball out of anger of Marko’s statement. Marko dodged the fireball by diving to his right, then he quickly got up. He saw Deathcloud, Deathcloud saw that he missed, and Deathcloud charged at Marko. Marko decided to charge back. Both Deathcloud and Marko threw punches, and their fists collided. Marko ended up bouncing back, and Deathcloud decided to charge at his advantage. Once he was within range, Deathcloud barraged Marko with punches that were on fire. Marko blocked a few of punches but soon realized that he had to dodge these punches. It didn’t take Deathcloud long before he went to shoot a fireball at close range at Marko, but Marko was quick enough to dodge the fireball. Marko backed off, and Deathcloud kept shooting fireball. Marko continued to dodge the fireballs. Marko might have backed off at first, but he kept moving forward as Deathcloud shot fireballs at him, and it didn’t seem like Deathcloud noticed his progress. Soon, Marko dodged a fireball, and he connected a double kick that knocked Deathcloud into the air. Marko jumped up and connected three punches before he landed, and he finished up with an uppercut that kept him in the air for a moment longer, then finished with a Mega Kick. It sent Deathcloud flying, but he landed on his feet.

“Blaze Dash!”

Marko used Blaze Dash as an offensive attack for the first time against Deathcloud, and he ran into Deathcloud, knocking him into the air.

“Bazooka Blast!”

Marko immediately launched a Bazooka Blast at Deathcloud, and the attack connected, sending him high into the air before he hit the ground on his back. The series of attacks hit him harder and hurt him a whole lot more than he thought Marko was capable of doing, so when he got up off the ground, he was angry.

“I don’t know how you’re capable of such power, but it will not save you from the end!”

“Yeah. Sure it won’t.”

“Mocking me? Fine! Expediting your death right about NOW! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

Deathcloud’s body caught on fire. He also grew in size, and the temperature in the area was going into areas of unbearable, even for Marko Man. This meant that his power was increasing, and Marko was fully aware of the danger he was in. Suddenly, a portion of the street erupted with a geyser of fire, then two more geysers of fire appeared.

“So his power is starting to tear the world apart or something?” Marko said. “Aww hell no...”

Marko allowed his anger for this situation to swell up. From Deathcloud’s threat to the world and the damage he had already caused, to the extreme heat, the burn on his hand, and the flaming geysers that were starting to grow common, Marko had more than enough fuel for his anger.

“RRRRRAAAAAGGGGGEEEEE!”

Marko used Rage, and now his anger was becoming his power. His blue aura returned, only now it was bigger and brighter, and his power was increasing to contend with the power of Deathcloud. Deathcloud looked at Marko, seeing the new development, and was still surprised that Marko was capable of generating so much power. He was still confident that in his current form he would be able to take Marko down and continue his tour to destroy the planet.

The two warriors looked at each other, and Marko made a very quick move to go for the first attack. He threw a punch to Deathcloud’s face, and it connected, but Deathcloud didn’t move much. Marko backed off to dodge a punch from Deathcloud, then he charged forward once again to attack with a barrage of punches. Deathcloud was able to punch Marko in the middle of his punches, knocking him back. Marko was still on his feet, so Deathcloud fired a fireball at Marko. He dodged the attack by jumping towards Deathcloud, and he attacked with a Mega Kick to his head. Deathcloud dodged the attack and kicked Marko in his stomach as he landed, leaving him doubled over. He punched Marko into the air, then he jumped up and punched him again, back down to the ground. When Deathcloud landed, Marko was beginning to get up, but Deathcloud created a flaming geyser right under him, blasting him into the air and doing even more damage to him. As Marko was in the air, Deathcloud flew up to his level and launched a fire beam at Marko. The attack connected and sent Marko flying far away.

Deathcloud flew to follow Marko’s flying body. When Marko hit the ground, he almost immediately got up and jumped at Deathcloud, much to his surprise, and he almost hit a Mega Kick, but Deathcloud was able to dodge it at the last second. As Marko missed and started to land, he turned around and shot a Megodoken at Deathcloud, which he dodged. He dived down towards Marko, shooting a few fireballs on his way down. Marko dodged the fireballs, with every movement putting him closer to Deathcloud. When Deathcloud was close enough, he jumped up and went for a Mega Kick. The attack connected, knocking Deathcloud to the ground, but he got up quick enough to avoid the stomp attempt from Marko.

With Deathcloud on his feet, he tried to attack Marko with a punch, but he weaved the punch and retaliated with a right hook that caught Deathcloud off guard. He followed that up with an immediate Bazooka Blast, which connected and sent Deathcloud flying. Deathcloud was able to land on his feet, but Marko charged at him, not wanting to give Deathcloud a chance to breath. As Marko ran, Deathcloud made another fire geyser, and it hit Marko, knocking him up into the air. Deathcloud quickly took to the air to attack Marko, but he was able to recover and he countered a missed kick from Deathcloud with a Mega Kick of his own that knocked Deathcloud to the ground. Deathcloud landed on his feet, and he launched a fire beam that hit Marko before he could land. The fire beam sent Marko flying, and he hit the ground, so Deathcloud flew at Marko’s downed body.

Marko stayed on the ground as Deathcloud charged. When Deathcloud was in range, he tried to attack Marko, but he rolled to avoid the attack and got up. Deathcloud landed and turned around, only to get hit with a Blaze Dash. The attack knocked Deathcloud into the air, so Marko ran to jump and attack him. When he attacked, Deathcloud recovered, flew higher into the air, and he blasted Marko to the ground with a fireball. When Marko landed, Deathcloud landed, and he made a fire geyser, but Marko was able to roll and dodge this one. He got up and Blaze Dash pass Deathcloud, which prompted him to turn around. This let Marko connect ten rapid punches, and he followed it up with ten rapid kicks. After the kicks, Marko knocked Deathcloud into the air with a hard uppercut, then he jumped and knocked him higher into the air with a kick. After the kick, Marko landed and kept Deathcloud in the air with a double kick, then one more kick that knocked him higher into the air. Marko jumped at Deathcloud, but Deathcloud recovered. Deathcloud went for a punch, but Marko dodged the punch and countered with a Mega Kick that knocked Deathcloud to the ground, and he immediately followed up the Mega Kick with a Bazooka Blast. The attack connected, and Deathcloud was left on the ground, felling pain from all of Marko’s attacks.

Deathcloud got up, only to see Marko charging at him once more. He made a flaming geyser pop up, but Marko was able to dodge it, as though he knew when Deathcloud was going to make a fire geyser pop up. Marko went for a flying Mega Kick, but Deathcloud dodged it by taking off into the air, where he felt safe.

“That’s it!” Deathcloud yelled. “You shall delay the inevitable no more!”

Deathcloud held his hands into the air, and a big fireball appeared.

“I shall destroy this planet in one shot!”

The fireball got bigger.

“I wanted to go on tour and torment everybody...”

The fireball got even bigger.

“But fuck that! It gets destroyed now!”

The fireball got even bigger than it already was.

“And don’t think I forgot about your special treatment asshole!”

The fireball got even bigger than that.

“Fuck you,” Marko said, getting ready to charge up an attack to combat this huge fireball “Final...”

“Still trying to stop me? Don’t you know? Your own people caused this! This is what they wanted to see!”

“Bazooka...”

“Whatever! DIE! ARMAGEDDON NOVA!”

“BEAM!”

Deathcloud tossed the huge fireball down at Marko and the Earth, and Marko launched his Final Bazooka Beam at the blast. The Final Bazooka Beam collided with the Armageddon Nova, and at first there was a stalemate, until the Armageddon Nova proved to be stronger. Marko simply added a huge boost of power into the Final Bazooka Beam, and suddenly, he was pushing the Armageddon Nova back at Deathcloud.

“What? No! Impossible! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

The Final Bazooka Beam shoved the Armageddon Nova back in the direction from which it came, and Deathcloud had no chance of escaping it. He put his hands on the Armageddon Nova blast, hoping to be able to push it back and save himself, but the blast was being pushed too fast by the Final Bazooka Beam, and it was able to burn off his hands. The attack continued to burn off the rest of his arms before their was a huge explosion that could be felt around the world. The light was blinding, and the explosion was huge, practically destroying everything in the immediate area. The last thing Marko heard before all of the light went to black was a feint voice that said, “Thank you Marko Man.”

**********

Marko woke up. He found himself laying in a hospital bed. He sat up, looked around, and saw nobody in the room with him.

"Uhh... hello?"

Marko looked for someone to answer, and a nurse came through the door.

"Oh good!" she said. "You're awake!"

Marko was completely confused because the last thing he remembered was an explosion and some voice thanking him.

"Did I die or something?"

"Nope," the nurse replied. "You were found unconscious in an area where people were sure that you should have died. But after the explosion that you were in, everything went back to normal. The streets, the cars, the houses... everything. Not even a hint of fire. People went back, and they found you lying in the street, so EMT's brought you here. We ran tests on you and you were perfectly fine."

"Really? No burns?"

"Nothing."

Marko held up the hand that Deathcloud burned in the fight. No pain. No scars. No scabs. The hand was just fine.

"Wow."

"Yeah. A huge miracle."

"A huge miracle indeed."

December 12, 2012

Painful Fantasy

How can you fight so many fights at one time?

I don't.

But... when I see you...

You don't... you don't really see me.
You see with your eyes, and that's nice and all, but take a deeper look.

What do you mean?

I don't fight all of these fights.
Some of them, I put away on the back burner.
Some of them, I quit.
Some of them, I smash instantly.
I'm not always fighting.
I'm just good at putting up my fists.


I'm gonna burn my money,
Because I wouldn't feel good with it otherwise.

I speak too much,
Too much about what I want to do.

And then I do nothing.
And then I talk some more.

I'm always falling for the trap
Known as the dream.

I'm never moving, never growing,
Never experiencing what is real.

I prefer my own world,
Where everything happens for me.

With me, by me, instantly.
No disappointment.

Except for the fact
That it's only an idea.

And when I return to reality,
The dreams hurt more.

I don't understand this planet
And its inhabitants.

I don't understand why we chase dreams,
And let what's really there slip away.

I don't understand why shit happens to good people
And bad people get away with murder.

Hearts are broken every day
And no one is around to do their time.

The shell is an interesting piece of material,
Hard on the outside,
Intimidating in some cases,
But in many cases,
That shell is simply the protection
Necessary because the inside is soft
And vulnerable.

And some people see the shell
And they don't even bother it.

And some people see the shell
And they crack it open,
Just to exploit the insides.

And some people see the shell,
And they work it open
So that they can appreciate what's inside,
It's softness, it's tenderness.

But the latter is rare,
And the shell seeks the latter,
But constantly mistakes it for the poacher,
And constantly gets hurt,

All because of a dream.

December 4, 2012

What's Next

With NaNoWriMo a success, what's next?

A few things...

I'll try to resume writing my book by December 9th. Try. I will definitely continue to write the book as it is a part of the series and it has a good running start, but there are some things I need to take care of at home.

Also, I briefly reactivated my FaceBook (only to deactivate it again) so that I could download all of my data and search for poems. From that search, I will be compiling what I personally feel are my very best poems, and I will try to get them self-published sometime next year in multiple formats.

The poetry book will essentially be the testing grounds for "Marko Man: The Untitled Internet Finale Deluxe," which is supposed to be the 17 chapters of the UIF plus a few extra stories that I've written for the Internet as bonus content. This, I also would like to publish in multiple formats.

Also, I have a few friends that seem to have a few writing projects that are just small nagging ideas in their minds that I would love to help them unlock. Basically, my book of poetry will the experiment to see what I can and can not do with self-publishing, and from there, I'll do UIFDX, help people with what they may want to do if they so choose to invest time in their works, and if the Marko Man series never gets picked up when it's all done and finished and sculpted to what I could call its optimum form, I can self-publish that.

For this blog, I have a smartphone with a Blogger App (amongst other apps) and a slide out keyboard (so I don't have to type with a touch screen. YES!). This means that between trips to work and back, I should be able to publish many a draft that I haven't gotten around to publish. I haven't seen my drafts in a while, so exactly what's there isn't exactly known off the top of my head right now. What I do know is that there could be a minor resurgence in this blog, especially since I can even do blogs about what I'm feeling at the moment on my phone.

And of course, I need to leave my current job at OTG Management. Or get something better within those walls. I'm exploring options right now, indeed.

Lots of things going on somewhat. This is why I needed to deactivate my FaceBook. Otherwise, I'd just be on FaceBook... it does that to me for some reason... but at least I'm not experiencing withdrawal symptoms.

December 3, 2012

Modern Mystery

I have these questions,
But I lack the answers.
And these questions,
I can not find on google.

I'm running a path
That is rarely worn,
Almost as though I'm on
Forbidden territory.

I have enough clues
In my attempt to solve this,
But still, my intelligence
Fears the uncertainty.

The advice of others
Simply doesn't apply here.
This mystery I'm involved in
Is all my own...

Which is probably why I feel so alone...

Perhaps it's a path to a throne...

It's lonely at the top,
But exactly how many people
Tried this path
Only to slip upon a stone?

Just another question added.
An answer I don't need.
For all the people that fell
Probably have all the advice I need...

It's impossible,
It's suicide,
Don't do it to yourself,
It's not worth it...

These are the voices,
This is the advice
That haunts my ears
As I continue down the road before me.

I ask for advice,
And I am unsatisfied.
For with all the failures,
I wish to succeed.

So I will continue this path.
I will continue this mystery.
With a little bit of luck,
Loose stones won't set me free...

For a failure here
Will simply continue
My imprisonment.

Moon

I know your sun rocks,
But I was just wondering...
When is it my turn?

December 1, 2012

NaNoWriMo Results...

Winner at 50180 words on November 29th.

Marko Man writes itself when I give myself the time to write it.

I can't wait to get deep into the series, but now that Novermber is done, there are other things that I need to focus on...

November 23, 2012

10K Black Friday

So here's a quick update on my NaNoWriMo status...

I'm behind insanely.
But then there was an idea that was called "10K Black Friday," where you write ten thousand words today, on Black Friday. That's over 9000 words. (see what I did there?)

I'm gunning for it. Because I'm behind.

I am going to find a relevant picture before I get back to work...


And we have a winner....

Okay, back to work.

**********

Edit: as of 4:25 am, I'm at 5892 words for the day. Not bad.

I'll do more when I wake up.

November 13, 2012

Marko Man and NaNoWriMo

Marko Man practically writes itself.

I'm doing NaNoWriMo (50,000 words for the month of November), and as it stands, I'm at about 20,000 words right now, which is relatively on par with where I should be. Given the proper time, I should be able to crush that, as I'm finally off and running with the first book.

I have to admit that I did, in fact, begin again on November 1st, making this the third time I started writing, but I'm on it, I'm writing it, and I'm cruising. I'm doing things a little differently though, the biggest of which is writing every chapter as an Episode (at least for the time being). For whatever reason, it's tricking my mind into being much more interesting in the writing, probably because I've been writing on the Internet for so long and I've called them Episodes. Whatever the case may be, doing it this way also allows me to create the entire Marko Man universe. I don't have any showing of it yet, but eventually, I'll be writing episodes that will fill plot holes between books and be able to introduce new characters and new teams and new villains and new worlds and such. And then, when it's all said and done, I'll have a complete Marko Man universe, and I'll be able to deal with the stories how I want to deal with them.

Most of all, I'm definitely having fun writing these stories, and in the end, that's what matters. I just wrote a finished off a fight that I had imagined in my head for quite a while, and damn it, it felt good to finally get that story off, as well the build up.

However, only one quarter of the first book is done. There's plenty more action and mayhem to be written for this first book alone.

And then, of course, there's the future. Who knows what the future has in store for Marko Man. Sure, I may know the general path of where the series is going and when it will end up, but by writing things in the form of episodes, I can fit things in and remove things and move things in what I psychologically feel is much easier. So if I come up with an idea mid-write, I can just throw in an episode and I'll figure out what to do with it when I'm done with the drafts.

As far as NaNoWriMo is concerned, I wouldn't be surprised if I hit the 50,000 word mark way before Novermber 30th, unlike last year where I believe I hit it at the last hour. As long as I allocate the time to writing (which is much easier to do since I've deactivated my FaceBook), the word flow freely... at least now. I'm pretty sure that I'll get to 50,000, and unlike last year's book, I'm pretty sure that I'll be able to keep going until I'm done and/or good and ready to stop.

Thing is, I have to face the fact, Marko Man is my calling. Any story idea that I come up with should simply be Marko Man-ified, for lack of a better word. And with the concept of episodes, there are plenty of story ideas that I had that I can just throw into the Marko Man universe seemingly at will... well, at least it can be at will after I finish establishing Marko Man basics, which is what the first book is kinda sorta supposed to do.

Even ideas from the book I started last year will probably end up in the Marko Man series somewhere. Actually, I can assure you that it will.

So yeah. Marko Man is my calling.

And poetry. I think I've gotten pretty good at that, but that's not the point.

Marko Man shall live, and you shall live to read about it. :D

November 12, 2012

NaNoWriMo and Other Things

I'm gonna keep this short because I'm kinda behind on the NaNoWriMo writing.

I'm doing NaNoWriMo again this year, and this time, Marko Man is involved. So it's about to get real.

I deactivated my FaceBook for NaNoWriMo and to discover if I can access my killer instinct at will. I love who I am and who I turned out to be, but sometimes, I can be so very passive towards the things that I want to do and the things that I need to do.

I'm hoping to change that.

FaceBook can be an incredible distraction if you let it be.
FaceBook has distracted me from a few things that I want to do... such as move forward.
I've seen very little growth within myself in 2012. I don't feel like waiting until January 1st, 2013 to start growing. So here I am.

It starts with NaNoWriMo.
It could continue with saving the Princess and/or escaping the Airship.
Where does it end? I don't know. That's a part of the adventure.

I'll get back to FaceBook eventually, but I really really need to get things started. So many idea, so many ideas, so many ideas. And they're jumbled. And I'm already on this for too long.

Later.

November 10, 2012

Blush


These are dreamy thoughts,
Warm, calm thoughts that always put
A smile on my face.