Fri, 
      12 Feb 1999 
      JAPAN'S CRACK SUPER PARACHUTE COMMANDO SQUADRON! | 
   
   
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 There we were, flying 
        over Tokyo, which had just been retaken by a bunch of ancient Samurai. 
        We were sent in because ancient Samurai have never seen men flying down 
        from the sky, and we were hoping that the whole suprise of it all would 
        catch them off guard. 
       Well, what we didn't 
        expect was some weird weather phenomenon. There was this steady gust of 
        air blowing directly up at us, making our decent very, very, very slow. 
        So slow in fact that, for the 18 hours that we were decending, we were 
        actually able to have conversation with the Samurai waiting on the ground. 
        But the time we were actually talking to them, the whole disbelief of 
        soldiers rainging down from the heavens above subsided, and we were merely 
        people in the air waiting to die. 
        My men were enthralled 
        in the conversation, so then I took out, get ready for this one, Bat-A-Rangs! 
        That's right, the new ones from Batman Beyond. Remember the blue one used 
        to electrify Inque? Yeah, those. 
        And I'm chucking 
        them all at the Samurai on the ground. And the cool thing is, they didn't 
        die from the batarangs hitting them, hell no, they were being electrocuted 
        to death. Really neat. 
        Anyway, since there 
        were hoards of them and only a few of us, thanks to my crafty manuevers 
        with the electro-death-from-above, it was one to one by the time we reached 
        the ground. Hand to hand, sword to gun, samurai to paratrooper. 
        Of course, since 
        it was my dream, I was the leader of this Japanese Commando Parachute 
        Squad Thing, and that, of course, meant that I was the best at fighting. 
        Duh... 
        And I'm kicking ass. 
        I killed, and killed, and killed with stealthy accuracy and an incredible 
        aerobic prowess. I wasquick like an asian, grrrrrrrr... 
        Anyway, we defeat 
        all the Samurai, some of my men died, there were some really heart-breaking 
        scenes like in Private Ryan, but we had to carry on. We rushed Tokyo, 
        you know, that small little town that could easily be overwhelmed by a 
        mere 15 people, and we go to the fortress in the middle. 
        Anyway, when we got 
        there, it was like the Nazis walking into France. Tokyo just fell. They 
        got out of our way, and when we walked into the fortress, it was a herum. 
        So, not wanting to be rude, I endulged in many earthly pleasures, winky 
        winky, and then I woke up.
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