Vasarian_Brandy

Least you didn't say I was Doink or something like that. ;P And I like the first-person style... I've still got to refine my first-person match-writing... But hey, it's something. And I don't mind people taking the piss out of me (Aussie expression). It's all good. ... Fuckers.

It's called "unlockable legends". Admittedly he wasn't a legend... But... Of course... Neither is Shane-O-Mac. Or Dude Love, for that matter. So what I'm trying to say overall is... Bite meh?

I should be writing too. So no worries. Heh. Sometime tonight. Should be easy money.

If you people chat anymore, come in with me. And someone get me the damn script! This IRC window be boring.

Part 2: I'm not sure how long I'd been laying there when Karina walked in from her shower. My thoughts were elsewhere, but I could always tell when she was there from the scents of roses and vanilla that seemed to float around her like an aura. It was always a nice, soothing scent. One that always put my mind at ease. But this time, it was just a scent. Nothing to do with her, mind you... Just me and my addled mind. She had crossed from my right to left in my field of 'view', but I didn't notice. "So you were able to find everything at the mall alright, hon?" Probably more than I bargained for. "Mmm-hmm." "Vera and Elle are really excited about the party... Are you looking forward to it?" "Mmm-hmm." A pause. "So the Indians are playing the Moon Men tonight for the Gumby Cup, right?" "Mmm-hmm..." Ahh, shit! Fell for that one. A cascade of auburn hair surrounding a concerned set of eyes filled my sight. "Hon? You alright?" I met her eyes, though I really didn't want to. "Yeah... Just got a lot on my mind." Her eyes, though not totally convinced, eased their worry some. "Well, I know shopping at the mall will do that to me too," she stated with a sarcastic smirk, then she slid onto the bed beside me. Her towelled features nestled against my side, and she eased back into her 'caring' mode. "Want to talk about it?" Not really, no... But I knew better than to answer. I'd been nothing but honest with this woman about everything. I wasn't going to stop now. "Well," I started, rolling slightly to retrieve a bag I had dropped by the bed. "I made a stop, picked up a little something..." Her eyes followed my movements as I retrieved the plastic box from the bag. "Uh-oh," she cooed with a smile as she took the game case from my hands. "I've gotten you addicted, haven't I..." She looked closer, then chuckled as she actually read the title of the game. "Or... Was it one of the people in this game that begged you to pick it up, hmm?" I couldn't help but crack a small grin. "Yeah, I guess you could say that..." I took the case from her hands and set it aside, then took her hands in mine. The gaze of my eyes caught hers, and her expression clouded, drifted back to concern. I sighed. Couldn't delay telling her my thoughts. She'd pry them out of me eventually. "Karina, did you ever do something in your life... Something you enjoyed... Then walked away from it, for what you thought was forever... But then realized that maybe, just maybe, you walked away far too early, or with unfinished business, or for the wrong reasons?" Or all of the above? Karina looked in my eyes... Really looked, searching for something. "You miss it?" I hesitated a moment. "But Chris... I thought with everything that happened... Everything you lost... You didn't want to go back?" I nodded. "I thought so too. I mean, after I got hurt again last year, I just wanted out... It was too much... And I just didn't think about it anymore... I'd found something better to focus on..." I reached up to brush her cheek... She didn't break away, but her concern was radiating off her skin it seemed. "But... I don't know... Something happened... Something changed... I realized that there was something I enjoyed out of it all... Something that kept me coming back." "You miss it." Less question, more statement. I nodded. "Yeah... I guess I do." It was her turn to sigh this time. I tried to read her thoughts, but I was nowhere as skilled as she was with me. Damn her female intuitiveness anyway. "You know," she murmured slowly. "I knew we were going to have this conversation one day. After we spend that time in Cambridge... With your mo-cap shoot and all for the game... You didn't outwardly seem excited about the prospects of doing that game, but... You didn't refuse. You didn't shy away. And you really got into it once you were there, in the middle of it." Damn her female intuitiveness... AGAIN. "You thought that?" "Yeah." I thought about it... And I do remember getting a growing sense of exhiliration while I was doing the motion capture for the game. She was wrong about one thing, though... I'd been resistant to the idea. But... I guess I'd done it after all. Maybe I was thinking about it the whole time. Not conciously maybe, but... "Do you want to go back?" The question, though the logical conclusion to this whole train of thought and conversation, still struck me by surprise. I thought about it... Really thought about it at that moment... It seemed like I'd done a lot... Won some belts... Had some success... But... It seemed like there was unfinished business... Maybe I felt like I needed to redeem myself from... Past transgressions... Maybe it was the business... Or the fans... Or the gold... But... The more I thought about it... The more it seemed like I'd left undone. The more it seemed I walked away too soon. Karina continued to watch me... Waiting patiently. "Yes. Yes I do." She nodded simply. She probably already knew my answer before I did. "I guess we'll have some news to give Vera and Elle, eh?" "I guess so at that." We were quiet for a moment, then she hugged me tightly. "Love you." "Love you too, Narikochan." She giggled, the tension melted. "You're gonna be great, hon... But how are you gonna get back into things?" "Well," I pursed my lips a moment, thinking... Then an idea formed up. "I'm sure the game company has some contact information for the SWF front office. I can call them... Later..." Karina's eyebrow arched up, a bemused expression. "Later?" "Later." She smiled coyly. "Why not now?" I answered by grabbing her tightly, and rolling over, conveniently leaving the towel behind... Her playfully shocked, but devilish expression told me she had the answer she was looking for. Things were righting in the world once more... And soon enough, things would be completely right. I grinned down at the exotic beauty under me, inhaling her scent. Smelled like heaven on earth. "Well, if I'm going to be wrestling matches at my age, I'd best be sure I've got the stamina to perform..."

Hmm... Methinks this isn't going to be getting off the ground? Pity. Was a novel idea.

Congrats to you both. Glad to hear things are well so far, and hope they continue as such.

Happy Birthday, Sirrah. May you have... Many... I don't know... Somethings... On this day... Or whatever day it is / was if I'm off in my days. I need to sleep.

That's what I was pretty much doing. I didn't enjoy it.

In case y'all haven't noticed, I haven't been around much. Last match I was scheduled for (Battleground withstanding), I had DW write me out with an injury. I was just burnt out, busy as all Hell with work, and just... I don't know. Not feeling it. I wanted to make this comeback special. I wanted this to be the springboard that got me really rolling, and writing, and having fun again. Instead, it was a string of half-assed writings, no-shows, and just... General non-committment. This outfit deserves better than that. Better than I can give. At least right now. So yeah... I'm still out for the forseeable future. Arm injury in-story... Out of story... I'm looking at damn near 3 weeks straight of work with no days off, and 12 hour shifts for near half of it. Or, I'll wind up in a class in Washington... Which probably wouldn't give me much room to write anyway. Hopefully, once things cool down around here, I'll be back and refreshed... I'll still pop into the boards and chat, but... Active writing is a no-go for a while. But until then... I apologize I couldn't give my fans what they fuckin' wanted to see. Maybe next time around. Oh... And whoever wrote that quick little match for Battleground? Thanks. Peace out, peeps.

Uhm... I'm not a civvie. Can't just blow off. Though I'd dearly, -dearly- love that ability again...

Heh... If I were actually a sergeant, I'd take you up on that. Not til June, my friend. Anyway... Managing time assumes you have time to play with to begin with. I'll get it eventually.

I mirror this report. Totally honest, I'm not ready to write. I didn't ask to be put back on the card. But... We'll see.

(Waits patiently...)

(Snickers at this one) I'll go with it myself.

That's the whole point of the league, yo... That is... If it would start up.

Simple. Matt "Stupid Military Officer That Doesn't Know What The Hell He's Talking About, But Thinks He Knows What He's Doing And Screws Up Everyone Else's Work" Myers. Seeing we deal with them daily, it should be a cinch to write!

(Points to show comments thread) BTW, off-topic... "Tobias the Adequate?"

And... (Blink) Have we stalled out already?

Well, here's how I spent my day yesterday. Read. A team from Travis got sent over to see if we could help out, since a good chunk of their maintainers are in the desert. We just got back into Travis. And, oh yeah, they called me back in off of leave for this trip, considering a good chunk of -our- maintainers are in the desert. So yeah.

I'm surprised he didn't reply right -after- the fox line.

F0rk j00, d00d.

Well, due to inspections, exercises, 12 hour shifts, and the fact that the base is pretty much on fucking lockdown because of the previously mentioned things, I didn't get anything in. Haven't even looked at the show yet. Just got home from work, and just thought I'd write to say I'm still alive, but. Yeah.

That's freaking awesome.

Happy B-Day, Syd. Hope all is well.