Wednesday, December 24, 2008

How Akuma Stole Christmas

ena božična copypasta



How Akuma Stole Christmas

by Gavin "Vokter Seuss" Jasper


Every fighter from Capcom liked Christmas a lot,
But the demon secret boss from Capcom did not.

Akuma hated Christmas! The whole Christmas season!
Besides writers at Gamefaqs, no one quite knows the reason.
It could be that his tattoo was glowing too bright,
It could be, perhaps, that his beads were too tight.
But I think that the most likely reason of all
May have been that his black belt was two sizes too small.

But,
Whatever the reason,
His belt or tattoos,
He stood there on Christmas Eve, pitying the foo's,
Staring down from his cave with a pissed, badass frown
At the overused sprites that lived in the town.
For he knew everyone down in Capcom beneath
Was busy now, buying gifts for Zangief.

"And they're putting off training!" he snarled with a sneer.
"Tomorrow is Christmas! It's practically here!"
Then he growled, as he started his evil vibrating,
"I MUST stop Christmas and get Ryu to start hating!"
For, tomorrow, he knew...

...All the Capcom girls and boys
Would wake up bright and early. They'd rush for their toys!
And then! Oh, the noise! Oh, the noise! Noise! Noise! Noise!
Like Karin's bitchy laughing! The NOISE! NOISE! NOISE! NOISE!

Some mousse for Charlie, Kakyoin, and Rose.
For Felicia and Midler some new decent clothes.
For Vega a new mask and a shiny new claw.
And for the succubus Lilith, a new push-up bra.

And THEN
They'd do something he hated a lot!
Every fighter from big Victor to little Servbot,
Would stand close together, with Christmas bells ringing.
They'd stand hand-in-hand. And those fools would start singing!

Then he'd taunt! He'd taunt!
AND he'd TAUNT! TAUNT! TAUNT! TAUNT!
And the more Akuma thought of Dan Hibiki taunting,
The more he thought, "I must stop that village idiot's flaunting!"
"I've been putting up with this for about eight years now!
"I MUST stop Christmas from coming!
...But HOW?"

Then he got an idea!
An awful idea!
GOUKI
GOT A SATSUI NO HADOU NI MEZAMETA IDEA!

"I know just what to do!" Akuma grunted with glee.
And he made a quick Santy Claus hat and a gi.
And he chuckled, and posed "Their cheer I will thresh!"
"With this gi and this hat, I'll be Christmas made flesh!"

"All I need is a reindeer..."
Akuma looked around.
But since he used them for target practice, there was none to be found.
Did that stop the old Gouki...?

"No!" yelled the man with the tattoo of Ten,
"If I can't find a reindeer, I'll make one in Mu-gen!"
So he called his dog Iggi. And he took rubber band
Then he tied a big horn on top of his Stand.

THEN
He loaded some sacks
For his war against Yule
And then he hitched up poor Iggi
And his Stand called the Fool.

Then Akuma said "Go..."
And the sleigh started down
Toward the homes where the shotos
Lay KOed in their town.

All their windows were dark. Quiet snow filled the scene.
All the fighters were all dreaming without Death 13
When he came to the first house in the square.

"This is stop number one," The old Demon Claus hissed
And he climbed to the roof, "I'm the Master of Fist!"

Then he slid down the chimney. With very little room,
But if Santa could do it, then so could the Kume.
He got stuck only once, for a moment or two.
But then he just teleported out of the fireplace flue
Where Light's bots' stockings were all hung in a row.
"Stockings are for the weak. They'll be the first things to go!"

Then he floated on one leg, with a frown that was sour,
Around the whole room, and he took every power!
Shadow Stars! Hard Punches! And strength from the Guts!
Search Snakes! Gemini Lasers! And a boomerang that cuts!
And he stuffed them in bags. Then with a strong firm grab,
He through them straight up the chimney and out of the lab!

Then he punked out all the presents and goodies with glee.
"And NOW!" grinned Gouki, "I will shoryuken the tree!"

And the demon made a fist. His digits starting to curl.
When he heard a small sound of a young robot girl.
He turned around fast, and he saw a small soul.
Little cute Roll, who was out for a stroll.

Akuma had been caught by Mega Man's sister
"State your business runt." The old demon hissed at her.
She stared with wide eyes and said, "Santy Claus, why,
"Why are you kicking our tree's ass? WHY?"

Akuma needed a lie so he gave it a shot,
But all he could mutter was "Dot dot dot dot dot."
"You're that mean Akuma!" Roll jumped with a shout,
And in desperation Akuma knocked her ass out.
He shoryukened the tree straight through the roof.
And with a cool shadow effect he was gone with a poof!

And the one speck of food
That was left in this stop,
Was a crumb that was even too small for Flip Flop

Then he went to other houses,
Stealing gifts by the batch
He even went to Sagat's place,
And stole his eye patch!

It was quarter past dawn...
All the fighters in bed
All the fighters still KOed
When he packed up his sled,
Packed it up with their presents! Like Demitri's new casket
And Baby Bonnie Hood's brand shiny new weapon basket!

Three thousand feet up! Up the side of a volcano,
He'd lay the smack on the gifts like he was Captain Insano!
"Those warriors are weak!" he was evilly humming.
"They're finding out now that no Christmas is coming!
"They're just waking up! I know just what they'll do!
"Their mouths will hang open and they will start puking.
"Then they'll get into fights and Ken will shout out Hadoken!"

"That's a noise," he grunted
"That I simply must hear!"
So he paused. And Akuma put a hand to his ear.
And he did hear a sound rising over the snow.
It started in low. Then it started to grow...

But the sound wasn't sad!
Why, this sound sounded glad!
It couldn't be so!
Yet Dan was still taunting and screaming for dad!

He stared down at Capcom!
He narrowed his eyes!
Then he shook!
What he saw was a shocking surprise!

"We're gonna take you for a ride!
"We're gonna take you for a ride!
"We're gonna take you for a ride!
"We're gonna take you for a ride!
"We're gonna take you for a ride!
"We're gonna take you for a ride!"

Every fighter from Q to Cap Commando,
Was singing! Without any presents to show!
He HADN'T stopped Christmas from coming!
IT CAME!
Somehow or other, it came just the same!

And Akuma, with his sandals ice-cold in the snow,
Stood puzzling and puzzling: "How could it be so?
"They should be throwing Hadokens, hitting Shorykens!
"Koryukens, Gadokens, and Shippu-Bam-Bookens!"
And he puzzled three hours, as he was mad to the core,
Then Gouki thought of something he hadn't before!
And he nodded with a smile and crossed his arms as he stood.
"Maybe Christmas...perhaps...is about being good!"

But this touching scene was soon interrupted,
As he sensed the one man who was just as corrupted.
He saw Juni and Juli and Birdie and Bison,
And Balrog the boxer who resembles Mike Tyson.
As he saw the all the gifts ravaged by Shadaloo,
He thought "I know now what I have to do."
But the odds were against him and the fight was not pleasant,
For it seemed the reformed Akuma would not save a present.
"Soon I will add these gifts to my Psycho Drive,
"And then," Bison smiled "I'll be the strongest alive!"

And what happened then...?
Well...in Capcom they say
That Akuma's super bar
Grew three levels that day!
And he became Shin Gouki as his power went max,
And he gained the strength of ten Hugos and one or two Jax.

And the spirit of Christmas helped fuel his resistance,
As he beat Shadaloo within an inch of existence.
After only a moment they were all screamin'
As he took most of them out with his Raging Demon.
It would have been better if M. Bison ran,
Because Akuma yelled "Kongou Kokuretsuzan!"
His now green tattoo was glowing for all of them to see,
"Because it is Christmas I will let you five be."

And for a minute his belt didn't feel quite so tight,
And he traveled with his dog through the bright morning light
The people of Capcom were more than good sports,
And Adon was freezing from just wearing shorts.
He gave back every gift. He gave back every toy,
For Dee Jay, for Tron Bonne, for Raptor, for Roy!
For Anakaris, for Chun Li, for Q-Bee, for Ken,
For Jill, for Saturn, and Akuma's rival Gen!
For Fei Long, for Hinata, for June, for Hol Horse!
Did he apologize to the injured girl Roll?
But of course!
For Jotaro, and for Dan who he liked the least,
And he...

...HE HIMSELF...!
Akuma gave back to the green, rolling beast.


Sunday, December 21, 2008

Trenutni preblisk

Pravzaprav copypaste mojega kratkega zapisa s foruma izpred dveh let;

Sredi noči sem naslonjen na okensko polico opazoval temno ulico tri nadstropja niže, po kateri je med parkiranimi avtomobili glasno pokašljujoč hitelo mlado dekle.
Zjutraj sem si ob nakupu pečenega kostanja ogrtel prste in med luščenjem vročih plodov s pogledom zataval na bližnjo izložbo. Nepremične in brezizrazne lutke, ki so bolčale v mimoidoče so se mi zdele nekam znane. Seveda, ogledalo doma.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

We All Die Laughing

Odštevanje do konca leta...
pa glede na vsesplošno razbacanost filma batman:tdk bo tale video kar pravšnji povzetek le-tega.





why so serious?

Monday, December 15, 2008

Bad Girls Go To My Court Room

I has a new t-shirt, lol. (z gornjim napisom, namreč.)



DOBRODELNI TEDEN NA PRAVNI FAKULTETI


Študentje večih fakultet v sodelovanju s Študentskim svetom Pravne fakultete pripravljamo v tednu med 15. in 18.12. za nas že tradicionalni veselodecembrski dobrodelni teden.


V tem času vas bodo v avli vsak dan čakale doma pripravljene slaščice pred fakulteto pa stojnica s toplimi napitki (čaj in kuhano vino).

Zbiralo se bo tudi igrače ter knjige ter šolske potrebščine za Stanovanjsko skunost Hiša.

Vsa zbrana sredstva bodo namenjena za nakup ultrazvočnega aparata za ugotavljanje in spremljanje strukturnih sprememb v novorojenčkovih možganih.


Teden bomo zaključili 18.12. z dobrodelno prireditvijo v Večnamenski dvorani na FDV-ju ter z after partyjem za vse sodelujoče.



xd

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Bettie Page - r.i.p.




good night, sweet princess

Friday, December 12, 2008

Way of the Rikishi - part 3

Hja, še dokončni post v tejle mini-seriji o sumu. Od prejšnjega dela je preteklo precej časa, ker nisem imel ne časa, ne volje. Par linkaž do posnetkov različnih sumo iger in par povezav do kratkih opisov taistih iger.

TONIGHT WE DINE - IN SUSHI BAR!1

sumo gaems
http://hg101.classicgaming.gamespy.com/sumo/sumo.htm

Nippon Sumo Kyokai Kounin: Nippon Oozumou Honbasho Gekitouhen PS2
http://www.gamefaqs.com/console/ps2/review/R38093.html

oozumou spirit SNES
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1nUCJduII6s

wakataka oozumou SNES
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sP5rtuDW-Fo&feature=related

tsupari etc.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mdNmnOxnlyc&feature=related

tsupari etc NES
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MnqBee-gTQg&feature=related

Aa Harimanada Genesis
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9-OFjn6yc_Q

sumo fighter GB
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A3z2_XpEuLU&feature=related


xd.

Monday, December 08, 2008

Short Story 10 : Nike

NIKE

[Tema, nato se priključi zvok.]
''OK. Mislim, da bo sedaj delovalo. Počakaj malo,... Aha, zdaj pa bo.''
[Slika se počasi izostri, močna svetloba prihaja iz nedoločenega vira na desni]
''Hej, pozdravljen. Kako si? Vem, neumno vprašanje. Tepka neumna, tepka neumna... Um, kako naj začnem tole? ... Hočeš slišati zgodbo o angelih, kaj?''
[Za belo mizo sedi dolgolaso dekle, veter z desne ji nosi rjave pramene na bledi obraz. Oblečena je v belo obleko, nič vidnega nakita. Zgodnja dvajseta leta, evroazijskega izgleda, rjave oči.]
''Pa ne mislim tistih angelov iz Svetega Pisma, nič takega ne. Nič belih oblek, pa svetniškega sija, pa kril tudi ne nosimo tukaj, o kakšnih strelah z jasnega neba tudi ne sanjajte. No, tisto o belih oblekah lahko črtamo, prav? Prav.''
[Nekoliko prisiljeno se nasmehne in popravi lase na stran, sramežljivo gleda vstran po sobi. Stene so bele in pohištvo prav tako barve, skozi okna pronica popoldansko sonce, nebo je modro.]
''Um, a veš, zgodbica, bolje rečeno pravljica, o angelih brez kril mi gre zadnje čase po glavi. Pa ne vem, zakaj. Mogoče so me zato tudi spravili sem. Mhm. Ja, ustvarili so angele, jih poučili o vsem kar je pomembno, jim podelili moč in oblast ter jih nato spustili v svet, da naj ga vodijo. Pa se ni ravno dobro izteklo, a veš. Vsaj za nekatere ne.
[Soba je skorajda prazna, poleg mizice in dveh stolov je ob stenah še nekaj brezobličnega pohištva]
''Nah, takole ne bo šlo. Daj, začniva znova. Lepo pozdravljen, um, kdorkoli že to gleda. Moje ime je Nike Visarijonovič Mozart; me veseli. Priznam, več kot samo nenavadno ime, ampak niso mi ga izbrali starši, še manj pa sama. Hej, veš; če bi lahko izbirala, bi si izbrala kakšno običajno ime, nič tako neumno zvenečega. Recimo Katjuša, ali pa Anna, ne vem, morda Natalie, saj je lepo, preprosto ime, kajne?''
[Na mizi je ozka steklenica oranžne tekočine, zraven je kozarec. V posodi je raznovrstno sadje.]
''Um, ja. Ime so mi dodelili v Centru, kjer so me tudi ustvarili. Mhm, hecen izraz kajne, ustvarili; ampak bo kar pravšnji, mislim. Vidiš, nisem bila spočeta po naravni poti, moški in ženska in vse ostalo, saj vem zgodbo pa to, ampak narejena v laboratoriju, kot še vrsta ostalih tukaj v Bruselburgu. Narejeni smo bili, da služimo kot elitni predstavniki v evropskem parlamentu, kot nepristranski, popolnoma profesionalni, brez navezanosti na raso, nacionalno pripadnost, vero ali spol. Vidiš, ustvarili so nas kot brezspolna bitja.
''Ja vem, hecna zamisel, priznam. Nisem nič kriva, ok? No, da nadaljujem... V epruveti si niso zmešali punčke ali fantka, ampak napravili posebno mešanico, razvili so nespolno bitje. Mene. In še par sto ostalih. Mnogo let nazaj, desetletje, več. Sedaj ne počnejo več tega, ni več novih angelov iz laboratorija. Le zakaj ne, si misliš. Lej, ne vem. Mogoče se je tehnologija izkazala za nezanesljivo, mogoče so nas že naredili dovolj.''
[Dekle seže po kozarcu in si nalije.]
''Boš sok? Nah, verjetno ne. No, kakor hočeš. Um, kje sem že ostala ...''
[Počasi odpije požirek soka, se zasanjeno nasmehne.]
''In tako smo bili poslani v uk, privatno poučevanje na najvišji ravni, da se razumemo, dostop do vseh knjižnic in baz podatkov, ki so se ohranile, najboljši učitelji in trenerji. Nabili so naj z vsem potrebnim znanjem in informacijami, ki naj bi ga potrebovali za opravljanje svoje pomembne službe. V prvotni skupini nas je bilo dvanajst osebkov; mladih bistrih umov, poučenih o vsem in vseh, pripravljenih, da zavladamo svetu. Ne vem, če so bili popolnoma pripravljeni na nas. In morda ne mi na njih. Oh ja.
''Še vedno se živo spominjam prvega delovnega dne, ko so nas predstavili parlamentu, par let je že tega nazaj. Bilo je ... ne vem, veličastno, zagotovo, in zanimivo po svoje. Vsi tisti znani in pomembni voditelji držav in frakcij so nas prišli pozdravit, pogledat in ocenit konec uspešnega projekta, ki naj bi prinesel novo ero v politiko. Tam so si nas ogledovali kot osmo čudo sveta, kar smo mogoče na nek način celo bili, kaj jaz vem, imeli tako visoka pričakovanja in želje; ej, ne vem, če smo jih izpolnili. Mhm. Jaz vsekakor ne...
''Vsakemu izmed nas je bilo dodeljeno predstavljanje določene države članice, zastopanje skupnih interesov unije, vse skupaj na visoki profesionalni in neprejudicirani ravni, brez nelogičnih in neekonomičnih predispozicij, diskriminacije, pa kar je še teh visokoleteči pomembnih besed.''
[Nike vstane in se sprehodi po stanovanju. Iz dnevne sobe vodi pot mimo kuhinje in knjižnice do notranjega bazena, kjer se dekle sleče in skoči v vodo. Odplava par dolžin, nakar se tiho namaka.]
[Nekaj časa se igra in škropi v vodi, nato pomigne bliže. Slika se približa.]
''Um, pa drugače? Kako gre? ... Neumno vprašanje, vem. Samo pogovor skušam delati, ne mi zamerit.
''Svoje delo smo opravljali dobro, bi rekla; vsekakor smo na začetku zadovoljili pričakovanja in želje svojih stvariteljev. Nadomestili smo prejšnje običajne poslance držav, ki so se znali le učinkovito prepirati med seboj in vleči vsaksebi zavoljo različnih interesov, nemalokrat utemeljenih v nerealnih stahovih, željah in predpostavkah. Smo pa delovali precej bolje, kot predhodno umetna inteligenca, ki so jo poskušali uvesti v demokratični sistem. Daj mi ti povej, kako ima lahko AI pravni status. Vidiš, jaz tudi ne vem.''
[Dekle vstane iz vode, se obriše in odene v mehko belo brisačo. Sede za mizo in začne rezati grejpfrut. Z žličko izdolbe košček in ga ponudi preko mize.]
''Boš tudi ti malo? Hej, je že v redu. Nikar se ne boj. Daj, pridi nazaj. Saj ni hudega, no.''
[Slika se počasi ponovno približa.]
''Kot sem rekla, delo smo opravljali dobro, natančno in razsodno razpravljali o vsaki pomembni stvari, ki nam je bila predložena v odločanje. Črpali smo iz skorajda neskončnih zakladnic znanja in skupaj z našim potencialom bi morali rezultate kar se tiče učinkovitosti in pravičnosti le še izboljševati. Ampak vse se ne izteče vedno tako, kakor si prvotno zamislimo. Mhm, jaz to že vem.
''Vidiš, znanje in informacije so nam bile na voljo, naučeni smo bili jih pravilno aplicirati, pa vendar so se našli problemi pri odločanju, ko odgovorni osebki nismo našli prave rešitve konkretnega problema. Ni bila težava v manjku informacij, še manj v pomankljivi vzgoji oziroma uku; le življenja nismo dojemali kot resničnosti, le kot nekaj akademskega. Kaj je starševska ljubezen, kaj mladostna zaljubljenost, iracionalna navezanost in pripadnost domovini, kako se človek počuti ob rojstvu otroka, kako v določeni situaciji odreagira fant, kako dekle. Kaj naj jaz naredim v danem momentu? Kot nepristranski smo bili ustvarjeni in kot nepristranski smo tudi delovali, vendar nam je to sčasoma le oteževalo odločanje. Breosebna bitja, brez domovine, svojcev, spola. Krasni novi svet, katerega angeli so bili zmedeni in brez kril, ki bi jim dala polet.''
[Dekle zamišljeno hodi po stanovanju, z roko narahlo podrsava po sterilni površini stene. V ogledalu je opaziti obrise oranžne, žogaste gmote z lovkastimi izrastki, ki počasi sledi Nike.]
''Nekateri niso zdržali teže odločanja, drugi so v iskanju prave sprejemali napačne odločitve. Iskali smo rešitev. Misliš, da sem jo našla?''
[Nekaj časa dekle nemo strmi v ogledalo; nenadoma sunkovito z desno roko udari ob steklo. Medtem ko ji po obrazu polzijo solze, si ogleduje porezano roko, odpira in zapira dlan, da izvabi nove srage rdeče krvi.]
[S pogledom najde pozornost v razbitem ogledalu.]
''Pa sem potem razmišljala. Če sem se uprla sistemu, Centru in parlamentu; mojemu stvaritelju in lastnemu svetu, kot angel brez kril želela spremembo; ali sem potemtakem vrag?''

''Glede Nietzcheja sem malce pedantna''

Kar je kakopak bil povod za spodnjo slikco xd