Series: Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles
Pairing: Derek Reese and Cameron
Plot: Derek Reese moans the fact that he loves Cameron even though he wants to hate her.
Friday, August 31, 2012
Clint Eastwood Talks With a Chair
Everyone else has come up with something clever to say to this. So I will do is say this is horrible and let you watch.
Note: I'm not saying this just 'cause it's at the Republican National Convention.
Note: I'm not saying this just 'cause it's at the Republican National Convention.
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Sushi, Sake, and Tanuki: After the Fall 2
"Why do you stay with me?" Yomosa asked, rolling over in the bed.
I shifted to a no form and then shifted back into my main human male form. She laughed and I tried to bring a smile to my face. Truth was that I loved her more than I had ever loved Sajoki. But I had never told her that.
"Why does it matter?" I replied. It didn't matter since I would protect her either way. She knew I would so why did I have to say it.
"Because I want to know if I should keep following you around." She said. "Sort of useless to do if you're just going to abandon me."
"I would never abandon you." I said.
"I know. You risked your life for me."
"I just don't see another option." I replied and then looked at the rising sun. "Looks like we should break our fast now."
Our breakfast was simple and I enjoyed it. However, I missed the feeling of blood going down my cheeks. I missed the feeling of just meat, even if it was cooked. The village had animals, of course, but they saved the meat for special occasions. And two travelers stopping by didn't count as a special occasion.
After we ate our breakfast, we went to a field. The sun was shinning down on us and I looked up at it. Suddenly I felt a foot hit my ribs.
"Ow!" I yelled out and grabbed Yomosa's foot so she fell to the ground.
Being graceful she got up quickly. I decided to play fair and stay in my male human form. This didn't help her much as I had lived for millenia. All things being fair, though, she did a good job at fighting me.
Normally the fight would be done in a few seconds, but I let it go on for awhile. Partially because I liked seeing her fight and partially because she was just that good.
Finally I attempted to block her and failed. We both allowed ourselves to fall to the ground with her in my arms.
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I shifted to a no form and then shifted back into my main human male form. She laughed and I tried to bring a smile to my face. Truth was that I loved her more than I had ever loved Sajoki. But I had never told her that.
"Why does it matter?" I replied. It didn't matter since I would protect her either way. She knew I would so why did I have to say it.
"Because I want to know if I should keep following you around." She said. "Sort of useless to do if you're just going to abandon me."
"I would never abandon you." I said.
"I know. You risked your life for me."
"I just don't see another option." I replied and then looked at the rising sun. "Looks like we should break our fast now."
Our breakfast was simple and I enjoyed it. However, I missed the feeling of blood going down my cheeks. I missed the feeling of just meat, even if it was cooked. The village had animals, of course, but they saved the meat for special occasions. And two travelers stopping by didn't count as a special occasion.
After we ate our breakfast, we went to a field. The sun was shinning down on us and I looked up at it. Suddenly I felt a foot hit my ribs.
"Ow!" I yelled out and grabbed Yomosa's foot so she fell to the ground.
Being graceful she got up quickly. I decided to play fair and stay in my male human form. This didn't help her much as I had lived for millenia. All things being fair, though, she did a good job at fighting me.
Normally the fight would be done in a few seconds, but I let it go on for awhile. Partially because I liked seeing her fight and partially because she was just that good.
Finally I attempted to block her and failed. We both allowed ourselves to fall to the ground with her in my arms.
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Glimniss (Secret Door)
Series: The Hunger Games
Pairing: Glimmer and Katniss Everdeen
Plot: Glimmer is dying and admits her love to Katniss. Afterwards Katniss mourns Glimmer's death.
Pairing: Glimmer and Katniss Everdeen
Plot: Glimmer is dying and admits her love to Katniss. Afterwards Katniss mourns Glimmer's death.
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Sushi, Sake, and Tanuki: After the Fall 1
It had been a few days since I had killed Hijunaki. Killed my own creator. It could've brought me nightmares if I had thought about it for a little bit. The reason I hadn't thought that much about it was the woman riding me now.
I was in my Shika Deer form and she was on my back. I was tired and couldn't wait until we arrived somewhere I could rest. The problem with this form was that I didn't feel free. I couldn't jump up and fly to save time. No, I could only run.
I huffed and Yomosa, the lovely woman on my back, scratched behind my ear.
"Don't worry, Rig, we'll be there soon." She said in her calming voice. That voice, as well as her scratching behind my ear, calmed me down. Now I remembered the reason for taking her with me. I had feelings for her. Were they feelings of love? I didn't want to go down that path. Not now.
I was Rig Katashi and I had found something worth living for.
After a few hours of hearing Yomosa's voice I saw a farming village. She quickly jumped off and I shifted into my main human form. As soon as I shifted forms I stretched to test out the limbs of my current form.
"Tell me again why I had to shift into a different form before we reached this village." I complained as soon as I finished stretching.
"Because you said you didn't want to arouse suspicion." Yomosa replied.
"And why did I have to change at all?"
She walked over to me and gave me a kiss. "Because you love me."
We shared a smile and I wished I could admit to what she had just said. We then turned back to looking at the village.
"You haven't lived among humans that much, have you?" She asked.
I shook my head. "Not since Sajoki and Tamui."
Yomosa gave me a smile and that gave me the strength to go into the village.
It was frightening going into the village since these people were humans. Yomosa was human but, again, I had feelings for her. I couldn't say the same thing about the others.
"Where are you people from?" One man asked me after we had asked for a room.
"Around." I replied. "I can't say much more than that. We've been on the run and it's better that you not know more than that."
The man smiled, sensing my lie. "As long as you don't bring trouble we don't mind."
"We'll be gone as soon as we can." I replied and could tell that he was happy for the news. This was a small village and so his reaction was normal. I could tell that Yomosa was slightly insulted, though.
After a few minutes he brought Yomosa and I to a small room. "Thank you." I said and bowed.
"Just keep that promise." The man said and bowed down higher than he needed to.
As soon as he left Yomosa kissed me.
"So we're on the run now?" She said and laughed.
"I thought it was a good excuse." I replied and we let ourselves go. Letting our bodies intertwine in which ways they wanted to.
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I was in my Shika Deer form and she was on my back. I was tired and couldn't wait until we arrived somewhere I could rest. The problem with this form was that I didn't feel free. I couldn't jump up and fly to save time. No, I could only run.
I huffed and Yomosa, the lovely woman on my back, scratched behind my ear.
"Don't worry, Rig, we'll be there soon." She said in her calming voice. That voice, as well as her scratching behind my ear, calmed me down. Now I remembered the reason for taking her with me. I had feelings for her. Were they feelings of love? I didn't want to go down that path. Not now.
I was Rig Katashi and I had found something worth living for.
After a few hours of hearing Yomosa's voice I saw a farming village. She quickly jumped off and I shifted into my main human form. As soon as I shifted forms I stretched to test out the limbs of my current form.
"Tell me again why I had to shift into a different form before we reached this village." I complained as soon as I finished stretching.
"Because you said you didn't want to arouse suspicion." Yomosa replied.
"And why did I have to change at all?"
She walked over to me and gave me a kiss. "Because you love me."
We shared a smile and I wished I could admit to what she had just said. We then turned back to looking at the village.
"You haven't lived among humans that much, have you?" She asked.
I shook my head. "Not since Sajoki and Tamui."
Yomosa gave me a smile and that gave me the strength to go into the village.
It was frightening going into the village since these people were humans. Yomosa was human but, again, I had feelings for her. I couldn't say the same thing about the others.
"Where are you people from?" One man asked me after we had asked for a room.
"Around." I replied. "I can't say much more than that. We've been on the run and it's better that you not know more than that."
The man smiled, sensing my lie. "As long as you don't bring trouble we don't mind."
"We'll be gone as soon as we can." I replied and could tell that he was happy for the news. This was a small village and so his reaction was normal. I could tell that Yomosa was slightly insulted, though.
After a few minutes he brought Yomosa and I to a small room. "Thank you." I said and bowed.
"Just keep that promise." The man said and bowed down higher than he needed to.
As soon as he left Yomosa kissed me.
"So we're on the run now?" She said and laughed.
"I thought it was a good excuse." I replied and we let ourselves go. Letting our bodies intertwine in which ways they wanted to.
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Monday, August 27, 2012
The Eternal Heart Synopsis and Sneak Peek: Demon in the Shell, First Interlude, and New Recruit
I give a synopsis and sneak peek of the most recent sections of my series The Eternal Heart.
Buddy TV Quizzes (August 27, 2012)
In Pretty Little Liars I am Aria
In How I Met Your Mother I am Marshall
In Supernatural I am Dean (yes!)
Please comment your results.
And hopefully this helps with starting the week...posted at night time...
In How I Met Your Mother I am Marshall
In Supernatural I am Dean (yes!)
Please comment your results.
And hopefully this helps with starting the week...posted at night time...
Pretty Little Liars "Single Fright Female" Review
Paige and the A Team (not the one with Liam Neeson and Bradley Cooper, though).
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Saturday, August 25, 2012
Falling Skies (Season 2)
Show: Falling Skies
Season: 2
Episodes: 10
Created By: Robert Rodat
Released: 2012
Rating: 5/5
Basic Plot: Survivors of an alien attack on earth gather together to fight for their lives and fight back.
Way Better Than Season 1
Don't get me wrong, Season 1 was good. But the way this season went made me love the show even more. The end of Season 1 was the only time I was begging for more. But the end of each of this season's episodes made me want to see what happened next more and more. Congratulations on everyone who made this season awesome!
New Weapons from the Aliens
One of the cool things from this season was the fact we got to see more alien weapons. They end up using biological weapons the majority of the time. At the finale Hal is being controlled by one of their weapons (given to him by getting kissed by Karen).
The Evil Karen
Karen becomes evil this season and I love it. I love her being so evil. I didn't have any real interest in her character before, but once she became evil she was awesome. She seems like she'll be back badder than ever for next season. For that, we thank you.
Final Thoughts
I know this show doesn't have the best graphics, but it more than makes up for it in story. I was glad to see Anne and Tom getting together. Them having a baby? Hopefully that will be dealt with well. My only problem with this show is that it only has ten episodes a season. Making each season very short and me having to wait a year to see what happens next! Oh, and do you people think the new aliens are good or evil?
Season: 2
Episodes: 10
Created By: Robert Rodat
Released: 2012
Rating: 5/5
Basic Plot: Survivors of an alien attack on earth gather together to fight for their lives and fight back.
Way Better Than Season 1
Don't get me wrong, Season 1 was good. But the way this season went made me love the show even more. The end of Season 1 was the only time I was begging for more. But the end of each of this season's episodes made me want to see what happened next more and more. Congratulations on everyone who made this season awesome!
New Weapons from the Aliens
One of the cool things from this season was the fact we got to see more alien weapons. They end up using biological weapons the majority of the time. At the finale Hal is being controlled by one of their weapons (given to him by getting kissed by Karen).
The Evil Karen
Karen becomes evil this season and I love it. I love her being so evil. I didn't have any real interest in her character before, but once she became evil she was awesome. She seems like she'll be back badder than ever for next season. For that, we thank you.
Final Thoughts
I know this show doesn't have the best graphics, but it more than makes up for it in story. I was glad to see Anne and Tom getting together. Them having a baby? Hopefully that will be dealt with well. My only problem with this show is that it only has ten episodes a season. Making each season very short and me having to wait a year to see what happens next! Oh, and do you people think the new aliens are good or evil?
Friday, August 24, 2012
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
The Eternal Heart: First Interlude
The memory of John Connor's look at me took over. I forgot every unimportant detail. The fact that he was dead and that I was giving my life story to my fellow comrades. Comrades that, in one timeline, I had been the leader of.
None of that mattered. Why the hell would it? There were people in your life that you could never forget no matter what actually happened. John was my anchor and right now he was doing his anchoring. Even if that was being done beyond the grave.
A sudden cough and all the unimportant details took over me. I turned to see who was the bastard who forced me back into reality. And, of course, it had to be Marty. Turning to look at him I stared. What he had done had been horrible but should I blame him?
I had blamed Sarah Connor for something less and had done far worse. The look in his eyes offered me comfort even when I didn't want them to. In a few seconds I regained the resentment and anger. The bastard wouldn't make me feel if I didn't want to.
I went over the crowd recalling what we had just gone through. Some of them were cute and some I could have feelings for. Especially Lillith who had stood by me for much longer than any sane person would. When I looked at her, her return look was anything but sane. Sitting by her was Tin-Miss whose unemotional face still showed anger.
Tin-Miss, who really had the name of Cameron, was a loyal comrade which was the only reason she was now walking. Well, the only reason I allowed her to walk. That and a part of my history wouldn't allow me to kill her again.
I gathered myself together and looked for the drugged feeling again. Suddenly I was in a room full of idiots and I was the grand jester. There was the person who had killed John, the one who had taken the orders, and the one that had blood lust to make a vampire jealous.
A slight smile returned to my face and I was able to face the crowd once again.
"I know that all those seated here know the end result of this tale." I said. "And that some of these details might seem tedious to you. But it is better that you know what really happened than just rumors. I know there are some juicy rumors that you'd all like to believe."
I leaned forward and smiled and some of my Followers smirked. "But not all of them are true. Now, let's continue my amazing and true story."
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None of that mattered. Why the hell would it? There were people in your life that you could never forget no matter what actually happened. John was my anchor and right now he was doing his anchoring. Even if that was being done beyond the grave.
A sudden cough and all the unimportant details took over me. I turned to see who was the bastard who forced me back into reality. And, of course, it had to be Marty. Turning to look at him I stared. What he had done had been horrible but should I blame him?
I had blamed Sarah Connor for something less and had done far worse. The look in his eyes offered me comfort even when I didn't want them to. In a few seconds I regained the resentment and anger. The bastard wouldn't make me feel if I didn't want to.
I went over the crowd recalling what we had just gone through. Some of them were cute and some I could have feelings for. Especially Lillith who had stood by me for much longer than any sane person would. When I looked at her, her return look was anything but sane. Sitting by her was Tin-Miss whose unemotional face still showed anger.
Tin-Miss, who really had the name of Cameron, was a loyal comrade which was the only reason she was now walking. Well, the only reason I allowed her to walk. That and a part of my history wouldn't allow me to kill her again.
I gathered myself together and looked for the drugged feeling again. Suddenly I was in a room full of idiots and I was the grand jester. There was the person who had killed John, the one who had taken the orders, and the one that had blood lust to make a vampire jealous.
A slight smile returned to my face and I was able to face the crowd once again.
"I know that all those seated here know the end result of this tale." I said. "And that some of these details might seem tedious to you. But it is better that you know what really happened than just rumors. I know there are some juicy rumors that you'd all like to believe."
I leaned forward and smiled and some of my Followers smirked. "But not all of them are true. Now, let's continue my amazing and true story."
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Monday, August 20, 2012
The Expendables 2 (2012)
Title: The Expendables 2
Series: The Expendables
Director: Simon West
Starring: Sylvester Stallone, Liam Hemsworth and Randy Couture
Rated: R
Released: 2012
Personal Rating: 4/5
revrezner's Rating: 7/10
Oscars: N/A
Basic Plot: Mr. Church reunites the Expendables for what should be an easy paycheck, but when one of their men is murdered on the job, their quest for revenge puts them deep in enemy territory and up against an unexpected threat.
- put big ass explosions here-
Nice Cheesy Fun
This film isn't deep or thoughtful, but it isn't meant to be. It isn't meant to make you think. All you need do to enjoy this is like violence, explosions, and shutting your brain down for a little bit. If you have these qualifications you should enjoy this movie.
First Few Seconds
The first five seconds of this movie makes you very aware of what this movie is. If you hate this movie within five seconds, get out of the theater now because you won't enjoy yourself. Within five seconds I knew I was going to love this movie. And I did!
Chuck Norris
Yes, he is the most bad ass actor in this film. It's surprising because he doesn't have that much screen time. However, you will remember Norris way after the movie has ended. And when I say he is the most bad ass person in the movie...well, you'll just have to see for yourself.
Final Thoughts
I've only really mentioned the action because that's 99.9% of the movie. The rest is the dialogue which isn't anything to write home about. This movie flew by because it was so good. Finally, Jason Statham was awesome in this movie.
Series: The Expendables
Director: Simon West
Starring: Sylvester Stallone, Liam Hemsworth and Randy Couture
Rated: R
Released: 2012
Personal Rating: 4/5
revrezner's Rating: 7/10
Oscars: N/A
Basic Plot: Mr. Church reunites the Expendables for what should be an easy paycheck, but when one of their men is murdered on the job, their quest for revenge puts them deep in enemy territory and up against an unexpected threat.
- put big ass explosions here-
Nice Cheesy Fun
This film isn't deep or thoughtful, but it isn't meant to be. It isn't meant to make you think. All you need do to enjoy this is like violence, explosions, and shutting your brain down for a little bit. If you have these qualifications you should enjoy this movie.
First Few Seconds
The first five seconds of this movie makes you very aware of what this movie is. If you hate this movie within five seconds, get out of the theater now because you won't enjoy yourself. Within five seconds I knew I was going to love this movie. And I did!
Chuck Norris
Yes, he is the most bad ass actor in this film. It's surprising because he doesn't have that much screen time. However, you will remember Norris way after the movie has ended. And when I say he is the most bad ass person in the movie...well, you'll just have to see for yourself.
Final Thoughts
I've only really mentioned the action because that's 99.9% of the movie. The rest is the dialogue which isn't anything to write home about. This movie flew by because it was so good. Finally, Jason Statham was awesome in this movie.
First Thoughts (The Expendables 2)
revrezner and I talk about The Expendables 2. Be Warned: There be spoilers here!
Saturday, August 18, 2012
The Eternal Heart: Demon in the Shell
The darkness receded and I thought I heard noises. Gravity was pulling down on me and I realized I must be hanging somewhere. I was hanging by my wrists and ankles. I must have been captured by the Terminators that had attacked 'Ol Jack Camp. Unfortunately, my muscles weren't cooperating which meant I had been hanging for awhile.
My eyes opened further but my vision was blurred. I could now tell that I was above a pit, whether it was metal or dirt I couldn't tell, and there were human-like blurs in front of me. I tried to scream but what came out could only be described as a gasp.
What had really happened? Were these people Greys? If they were, then I was going to have a hell of time getting out. One of the human-like blurs came in front of me and I tried to stare at him angrily.
I heard a woman call him John Connor. The John Connor? Leader of the Resistance? I continued to look at him as my vision cleared. And, when it fully cleared I did a real gasp. He was like an angel. All he was missing were a halo and wings. Screw the harp, his body looked like it could make music on its own.
I had to reel myself back in when I realized he thought that I was the enemy. Because, if he didn't, I wouldn't be hanging here.
"Who are you?" John asked angrily. His voice matched his body.
"Jash." I replied and there was silence. After a few seconds both my vision and hearing were back to normal.
"Where were you made?"
"Made? I was born." I replied. I was human. I was born not made.
"Then who was your mother?" He asked and I was stumped.
"I don't know. Does it really matter? I fight Skynet now and my life before doesn't matter."
"A person would remember who their mother was."
"What if I'm not just an ordinary girl?" I said softly to him. I tried to take as much anger out of my voice as I could. He didn't deserve it. He was only doing his job.
"Maybe you aren't." John said and walked away.
I had just met an angel and he wanted to drag me to Hell. My only hope was a man. The man asked a woman, "Have you ever seen Connor go lightly on metal before?"
I wasn't metal, but the first part was true. John didn't hate me.
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After a few days I was finally let down. Unfortunately it wasn't to admit that I was innocent and a member of the Resistance. Instead I was put into a cell. I was constantly guarded by an ever changing number of guards. The most I had seen were 4 guards.
Sometimes I was given food, but most of the time I wasn't. It was like I was less than human. This continued on for weeks until I thought it would never end until I died. And, if I died, I wished I could see John Connor before I did.
That wish was answered when the door opened. I was prepared to eat whatever came through the door. What stepped through the door was John Connor and I just sat where I was. By his expression I realized that he had made a difficult decision. Whatever the decision was, I knew it wouldn't be good for me.
John shut the door and stood there. He looked me in the eyes and I could tell it was hard for him. "Jash, I've decided what to do with you." He finally said.
"What?" I asked and leaned forward.
"You're a danger to the Resistance. It's not safe enough for you to live."
"If it's not safe enough for me to live, why are you here?" I asked and stood up. "And what do you mean a danger to the Resistance? I've done nothing but help the Resistance? True, I was brainwashed a good majority of the time, but I will always have my loyalty."
"Are you sure the loyalty wasn't just part of the brainwashing?" John asked.
"No." I said and thought about it for a few seconds. "My loyalty is buried so deep that it has to be a part of me. I can't imagine it ever being taken from me."
I didn't tell him, but my loyalty was originally just for the Resistance and now some of it was for him. I didn't know why. I had never been a believer in love at first sight. But maybe there was something to the saying?
As I thought this I could tell that John was going through his own decisions. Finally he said, "I don't think you have to die. Your hybrid model, I believe, can survive without a chip." He started to open the door and looked at me with pity in his eyes. "If not, we will bury you. I promise."
As he left my cell and closed the door I yelled out, "I'm not metal! I'm not metal! I'm not metal!"
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"No!" I yelled out. I couldn't move so I took to screaming. "Talk to John Connor! There must have been a mistake!"
Barely able to turn my head, I could still tell that I was being held on a metal operating table. Any movements were cut off by cuffs. Any second thoughts were cut off by Barnes, one of John's most trusted comrades, and his gun.
There was also a woman in the room. She had introduced herself as Katherine Connor, the wife of John Connor. This would've meant something to me if my current situation was different.
"I'm not metal!" I screamed out. "You're going to kill me! There is no chip! Please, stop! I'm loyal to the Resistance! Please believe me!"
"I'm giving her a shot." Kate said and I tried to see where she was. "I can't operate on this thing if it isn't quiet."
"My plan would be quick." Barnes said.
"John wants it alive and functional." Kate said and suddenly I felt something go into my veins and I was calm.
Hell, I was more than calm. I suddenly realized that life wasn't a dream but a nightmare. And that made me laugh. I didn't mind that I suddenly couldn't speak, that didn't matter. What mattered was that John liked me, I liked John, and I was going to die happy.
As I felt a hole going into my head I realized Kate was sort of cute. Well, she could be cute if I wasn't going to die and John was married to her. There was a sharp pain and I started to see and feel the past. Well, it wasn't the past I knew. It was the real past.
I had never been part of the Resistance. I had been modified by Skynet. I had been its test rat. I was a hybrid, I finally realized. John hadn't been wrong in calling me metal, I was a Terminator. The only light I could turn to was the fact that I hadn't been born metal. I had been human, but Skynet must've erased those memories.
"Ah!" I yelled out. Or thought I did. Did it really matter at this point?
An image popped into my head of the party after my first battle. Or maybe I had seen many battles and those memories would soon come back to me. But that party wasn't a party, it had been to get a fluid into me. Why couldn't they be humane and just literally fuck me silly?
And the doctor had been checking out how much damage had been done to my body. The fluid helped control me. It had seemed like alcohol to me at the time.
And one of the strangest things, the two lesbians kissing and my male comrades reacting like schoolboys, was to help test my thinking process. I stumbled because my Maker didn't want me to go too far. Skynet hadn't just wanted a zombie, it wanted something that could think and reason. Within certain parameters, of course.
I felt my body again and the tears coming out of my eyes. I killed Jesse Flores. I knew that now. Her death, among the others I must have killed, remained the darkest.
I could hardly tell when Kate made sure I was stable. Though I was able to answer her questions. She appeared kinder to me now, or maybe it was her training. I assumed she was a doctor.
As I cried, I saw Barnes looking at me angrily. I didn't care for I should be hated. No, I had to have a different outlook. The drug Kate had given me had shown me a different outlook on life. That's the outlook I wanted and would keep from now on.
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My head hurt. That was the one thought that was greatest in my mind. The other thought could be summed up as: why the hell was I back in my cell? I wasn't going to hurt anyone. With this headache I couldn't hurt a fly. Except if it was by accident.
I heard footsteps that were louder than I was used to. Not louder due to my hybrid senses, but because of the damn headache. I waited calmly to see who would come through the door. And who should appear but Barnes.
Barnes' expression was angry and there wasn't one inch of him where anger didn't shine through. I could tell that he was trying to hold himself back. However, the chances of that lasting long wasn't high.
"How dare you." Barnes finally said. "Pretending to be human. Wearing our skin and faking our emotions."
"You mean how dare I let Skynet violate me without my agreement?" I said and leaned forward. "Yeah, how dare I."
This whole using what I felt from the drugs was working out well. At least I was feeling better. Barnes, not so much.
After a few minutes he came back with, "You don't remember. You told Kate that. You could've been a Grey."
"If I was I'm not now." I replied. "Whatever I was before doesn't matter now. Now I am fully loyal to the Resistance and a comrade to the cause."
"But you did fight for Skynet. Or have you forgotten that?"
"I will never forget and I will probably have nightmares about it in the future. For now, though, all I can promise is my loyalty to the Resistance."
Barnes put his face close to mine and I could smell the hate. It wasn't unprovoked, I had worked for Skynet before. "Nothing will ever make up for what you did, you-" He said and stopped as John entered the cell.
Barnes quickly stood up and saluted John. John's gaze, however, went to mine. In that brief moment where our eyes met, there were so many strong emotions that we both felt. I sent him the feelings of new love and he sent that back to me with the added emotion of regret.
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My eyes opened further but my vision was blurred. I could now tell that I was above a pit, whether it was metal or dirt I couldn't tell, and there were human-like blurs in front of me. I tried to scream but what came out could only be described as a gasp.
What had really happened? Were these people Greys? If they were, then I was going to have a hell of time getting out. One of the human-like blurs came in front of me and I tried to stare at him angrily.
I heard a woman call him John Connor. The John Connor? Leader of the Resistance? I continued to look at him as my vision cleared. And, when it fully cleared I did a real gasp. He was like an angel. All he was missing were a halo and wings. Screw the harp, his body looked like it could make music on its own.
I had to reel myself back in when I realized he thought that I was the enemy. Because, if he didn't, I wouldn't be hanging here.
"Who are you?" John asked angrily. His voice matched his body.
"Jash." I replied and there was silence. After a few seconds both my vision and hearing were back to normal.
"Where were you made?"
"Made? I was born." I replied. I was human. I was born not made.
"Then who was your mother?" He asked and I was stumped.
"I don't know. Does it really matter? I fight Skynet now and my life before doesn't matter."
"A person would remember who their mother was."
"What if I'm not just an ordinary girl?" I said softly to him. I tried to take as much anger out of my voice as I could. He didn't deserve it. He was only doing his job.
"Maybe you aren't." John said and walked away.
I had just met an angel and he wanted to drag me to Hell. My only hope was a man. The man asked a woman, "Have you ever seen Connor go lightly on metal before?"
I wasn't metal, but the first part was true. John didn't hate me.
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After a few days I was finally let down. Unfortunately it wasn't to admit that I was innocent and a member of the Resistance. Instead I was put into a cell. I was constantly guarded by an ever changing number of guards. The most I had seen were 4 guards.
Sometimes I was given food, but most of the time I wasn't. It was like I was less than human. This continued on for weeks until I thought it would never end until I died. And, if I died, I wished I could see John Connor before I did.
That wish was answered when the door opened. I was prepared to eat whatever came through the door. What stepped through the door was John Connor and I just sat where I was. By his expression I realized that he had made a difficult decision. Whatever the decision was, I knew it wouldn't be good for me.
John shut the door and stood there. He looked me in the eyes and I could tell it was hard for him. "Jash, I've decided what to do with you." He finally said.
"What?" I asked and leaned forward.
"You're a danger to the Resistance. It's not safe enough for you to live."
"If it's not safe enough for me to live, why are you here?" I asked and stood up. "And what do you mean a danger to the Resistance? I've done nothing but help the Resistance? True, I was brainwashed a good majority of the time, but I will always have my loyalty."
"Are you sure the loyalty wasn't just part of the brainwashing?" John asked.
"No." I said and thought about it for a few seconds. "My loyalty is buried so deep that it has to be a part of me. I can't imagine it ever being taken from me."
I didn't tell him, but my loyalty was originally just for the Resistance and now some of it was for him. I didn't know why. I had never been a believer in love at first sight. But maybe there was something to the saying?
As I thought this I could tell that John was going through his own decisions. Finally he said, "I don't think you have to die. Your hybrid model, I believe, can survive without a chip." He started to open the door and looked at me with pity in his eyes. "If not, we will bury you. I promise."
As he left my cell and closed the door I yelled out, "I'm not metal! I'm not metal! I'm not metal!"
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"No!" I yelled out. I couldn't move so I took to screaming. "Talk to John Connor! There must have been a mistake!"
Barely able to turn my head, I could still tell that I was being held on a metal operating table. Any movements were cut off by cuffs. Any second thoughts were cut off by Barnes, one of John's most trusted comrades, and his gun.
There was also a woman in the room. She had introduced herself as Katherine Connor, the wife of John Connor. This would've meant something to me if my current situation was different.
"I'm not metal!" I screamed out. "You're going to kill me! There is no chip! Please, stop! I'm loyal to the Resistance! Please believe me!"
"I'm giving her a shot." Kate said and I tried to see where she was. "I can't operate on this thing if it isn't quiet."
"My plan would be quick." Barnes said.
"John wants it alive and functional." Kate said and suddenly I felt something go into my veins and I was calm.
Hell, I was more than calm. I suddenly realized that life wasn't a dream but a nightmare. And that made me laugh. I didn't mind that I suddenly couldn't speak, that didn't matter. What mattered was that John liked me, I liked John, and I was going to die happy.
As I felt a hole going into my head I realized Kate was sort of cute. Well, she could be cute if I wasn't going to die and John was married to her. There was a sharp pain and I started to see and feel the past. Well, it wasn't the past I knew. It was the real past.
I had never been part of the Resistance. I had been modified by Skynet. I had been its test rat. I was a hybrid, I finally realized. John hadn't been wrong in calling me metal, I was a Terminator. The only light I could turn to was the fact that I hadn't been born metal. I had been human, but Skynet must've erased those memories.
"Ah!" I yelled out. Or thought I did. Did it really matter at this point?
An image popped into my head of the party after my first battle. Or maybe I had seen many battles and those memories would soon come back to me. But that party wasn't a party, it had been to get a fluid into me. Why couldn't they be humane and just literally fuck me silly?
And the doctor had been checking out how much damage had been done to my body. The fluid helped control me. It had seemed like alcohol to me at the time.
And one of the strangest things, the two lesbians kissing and my male comrades reacting like schoolboys, was to help test my thinking process. I stumbled because my Maker didn't want me to go too far. Skynet hadn't just wanted a zombie, it wanted something that could think and reason. Within certain parameters, of course.
I felt my body again and the tears coming out of my eyes. I killed Jesse Flores. I knew that now. Her death, among the others I must have killed, remained the darkest.
I could hardly tell when Kate made sure I was stable. Though I was able to answer her questions. She appeared kinder to me now, or maybe it was her training. I assumed she was a doctor.
As I cried, I saw Barnes looking at me angrily. I didn't care for I should be hated. No, I had to have a different outlook. The drug Kate had given me had shown me a different outlook on life. That's the outlook I wanted and would keep from now on.
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My head hurt. That was the one thought that was greatest in my mind. The other thought could be summed up as: why the hell was I back in my cell? I wasn't going to hurt anyone. With this headache I couldn't hurt a fly. Except if it was by accident.
I heard footsteps that were louder than I was used to. Not louder due to my hybrid senses, but because of the damn headache. I waited calmly to see who would come through the door. And who should appear but Barnes.
Barnes' expression was angry and there wasn't one inch of him where anger didn't shine through. I could tell that he was trying to hold himself back. However, the chances of that lasting long wasn't high.
"How dare you." Barnes finally said. "Pretending to be human. Wearing our skin and faking our emotions."
"You mean how dare I let Skynet violate me without my agreement?" I said and leaned forward. "Yeah, how dare I."
This whole using what I felt from the drugs was working out well. At least I was feeling better. Barnes, not so much.
After a few minutes he came back with, "You don't remember. You told Kate that. You could've been a Grey."
"If I was I'm not now." I replied. "Whatever I was before doesn't matter now. Now I am fully loyal to the Resistance and a comrade to the cause."
"But you did fight for Skynet. Or have you forgotten that?"
"I will never forget and I will probably have nightmares about it in the future. For now, though, all I can promise is my loyalty to the Resistance."
Barnes put his face close to mine and I could smell the hate. It wasn't unprovoked, I had worked for Skynet before. "Nothing will ever make up for what you did, you-" He said and stopped as John entered the cell.
Barnes quickly stood up and saluted John. John's gaze, however, went to mine. In that brief moment where our eyes met, there were so many strong emotions that we both felt. I sent him the feelings of new love and he sent that back to me with the added emotion of regret.
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Thursday, August 16, 2012
The Eternal Heart: Demon in the Shell 4
My head hurt. That was the one thought that was greatest in my mind. The other thought could be summed up as: why the hell was I back in my cell? I wasn't going to hurt anyone. With this headache I couldn't hurt a fly. Except if it was by accident.
I heard footsteps that were louder than I was used to. Not louder due to my hybrid senses, but because of the damn headache. I waited calmly to see who would come through the door. And who should appear but Barnes.
Barnes' expression was angry and there wasn't one inch of him where anger didn't shine through. I could tell that he was trying to hold himself back. However, the chances of that lasting long wasn't high.
"How dare you." Barnes finally said. "Pretending to be human. Wearing our skin and faking our emotions."
"You mean how dare I let Skynet violate me without my agreement?" I said and leaned forward. "Yeah, how dare I."
This whole using what I felt from the drugs was working out well. At least I was feeling better. Barnes, not so much.
After a few minutes he came back with, "You don't remember. You told Kate that. You could've been a Grey."
"If I was I'm not now." I replied. "Whatever I was before doesn't matter now. Now I am fully loyal to the Resistance and a comrade to the cause."
"But you did fight for Skynet. Or have you forgotten that?"
"I will never forget and I will probably have nightmares about it in the future. For now, though, all I can promise is my loyalty to the Resistance."
Barnes put his face close to mine and I could smell the hate. It wasn't unprovoked, I had worked for Skynet before. "Nothing will ever make up for what you did, you-" He said and stopped as John entered the cell.
Barnes quickly stood up and saluted John. John's gaze, however, went to mine. In that brief moment where our eyes met, there were so many strong emotions that we both felt. I sent him the feelings of new love and he sent that back to me with the added emotion of regret.
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I heard footsteps that were louder than I was used to. Not louder due to my hybrid senses, but because of the damn headache. I waited calmly to see who would come through the door. And who should appear but Barnes.
Barnes' expression was angry and there wasn't one inch of him where anger didn't shine through. I could tell that he was trying to hold himself back. However, the chances of that lasting long wasn't high.
"How dare you." Barnes finally said. "Pretending to be human. Wearing our skin and faking our emotions."
"You mean how dare I let Skynet violate me without my agreement?" I said and leaned forward. "Yeah, how dare I."
This whole using what I felt from the drugs was working out well. At least I was feeling better. Barnes, not so much.
After a few minutes he came back with, "You don't remember. You told Kate that. You could've been a Grey."
"If I was I'm not now." I replied. "Whatever I was before doesn't matter now. Now I am fully loyal to the Resistance and a comrade to the cause."
"But you did fight for Skynet. Or have you forgotten that?"
"I will never forget and I will probably have nightmares about it in the future. For now, though, all I can promise is my loyalty to the Resistance."
Barnes put his face close to mine and I could smell the hate. It wasn't unprovoked, I had worked for Skynet before. "Nothing will ever make up for what you did, you-" He said and stopped as John entered the cell.
Barnes quickly stood up and saluted John. John's gaze, however, went to mine. In that brief moment where our eyes met, there were so many strong emotions that we both felt. I sent him the feelings of new love and he sent that back to me with the added emotion of regret.
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Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Robert Pattinson on The Daily Show
Pattinson talks about his breakup with Kristen Stewart. Instead of being childish about it he is very grown up about the situation. Jon Stewart was very kind to him and gave him the breakup food of choice: Ice Cream.
Here is the interview for all interested:
Here is the interview for all interested:
| The Daily Show with Jon Stewart | Mon - Thurs 11p / 10c | |||
| Robert Pattinson | ||||
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Sunday, August 12, 2012
The Eternal Heart: Demon in the Shell 3
"No!" I yelled out. I couldn't move so I took to screaming. "Talk to John Connor! There must have been a mistake!"
Barely able to turn my head, I could still tell that I was being held on a metal operating table. Any movements were cut off by cuffs. Any second thoughts were cut off by Barnes, one of John's most trusted comrades, and his gun.
There was also a woman in the room. She had introduced herself as Katherine Connor, the wife of John Connor. This would've meant something to me if my current situation was different.
"I'm not metal!" I screamed out. "You're going to kill me! There is no chip! Please, stop! I'm loyal to the Resistance! Please believe me!"
"I'm giving her a shot." Kate said and I tried to see where she was. "I can't operate on this thing if it isn't quiet."
"My plan would be quick." Barnes said.
"John wants it alive and functional." Kate said and suddenly I felt something go into my veins and I was calm.
Hell, I was more than calm. I suddenly realized that life wasn't a dream but a nightmare. And that made me laugh. I didn't mind that I suddenly couldn't speak, that didn't matter. What mattered was that John liked me, I liked John, and I was going to die happy.
As I felt a hole going into my head I realized Kate was sort of cute. Well, she could be cute if I wasn't going to die and John was married to her. There was a sharp pain and I started to see and feel the past. Well, it wasn't the past I knew. It was the real past.
I had never been part of the Resistance. I had been modified by Skynet. I had been its test rat. I was a hybrid, I finally realized. John hadn't been wrong in calling me metal, I was a Terminator. The only light I could turn to was the fact that I hadn't been born metal. I had been human, but Skynet must've erased those memories.
"Ah!" I yelled out. Or thought I did. Did it really matter at this point?
An image popped into my head of the party after my first battle. Or maybe I had seen many battles and those memories would soon come back to me. But that party wasn't a party, it had been to get a fluid into me. Why couldn't they be humane and just literally fuck me silly?
And the doctor had been checking out how much damage had been done to my body. The fluid helped control me. It had seemed like alcohol to me at the time.
And one of the strangest things, the two lesbians kissing and my male comrades reacting like schoolboys, was to help test my thinking process. I stumbled because my Maker didn't want me to go too far. Skynet hadn't just wanted a zombie, it wanted something that could think and reason. Within certain parameters, of course.
I felt my body again and the tears coming out of my eyes. I killed Jesse Flores. I knew that now. Her death, among the others I must have killed, remained the darkest.
I could hardly tell when Kate made sure I was stable. Though I was able to answer her questions. She appeared kinder to me now, or maybe it was her training. I assumed she was a doctor.
As I cried, I saw Barnes looking at me angrily. I didn't care for I should be hated. No, I had to have a different outlook. The drug Kate had given me had shown me a different outlook on life. That's the outlook I wanted and would keep from now on.
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Barely able to turn my head, I could still tell that I was being held on a metal operating table. Any movements were cut off by cuffs. Any second thoughts were cut off by Barnes, one of John's most trusted comrades, and his gun.
There was also a woman in the room. She had introduced herself as Katherine Connor, the wife of John Connor. This would've meant something to me if my current situation was different.
"I'm not metal!" I screamed out. "You're going to kill me! There is no chip! Please, stop! I'm loyal to the Resistance! Please believe me!"
"I'm giving her a shot." Kate said and I tried to see where she was. "I can't operate on this thing if it isn't quiet."
"My plan would be quick." Barnes said.
"John wants it alive and functional." Kate said and suddenly I felt something go into my veins and I was calm.
Hell, I was more than calm. I suddenly realized that life wasn't a dream but a nightmare. And that made me laugh. I didn't mind that I suddenly couldn't speak, that didn't matter. What mattered was that John liked me, I liked John, and I was going to die happy.
As I felt a hole going into my head I realized Kate was sort of cute. Well, she could be cute if I wasn't going to die and John was married to her. There was a sharp pain and I started to see and feel the past. Well, it wasn't the past I knew. It was the real past.
I had never been part of the Resistance. I had been modified by Skynet. I had been its test rat. I was a hybrid, I finally realized. John hadn't been wrong in calling me metal, I was a Terminator. The only light I could turn to was the fact that I hadn't been born metal. I had been human, but Skynet must've erased those memories.
"Ah!" I yelled out. Or thought I did. Did it really matter at this point?
An image popped into my head of the party after my first battle. Or maybe I had seen many battles and those memories would soon come back to me. But that party wasn't a party, it had been to get a fluid into me. Why couldn't they be humane and just literally fuck me silly?
And the doctor had been checking out how much damage had been done to my body. The fluid helped control me. It had seemed like alcohol to me at the time.
And one of the strangest things, the two lesbians kissing and my male comrades reacting like schoolboys, was to help test my thinking process. I stumbled because my Maker didn't want me to go too far. Skynet hadn't just wanted a zombie, it wanted something that could think and reason. Within certain parameters, of course.
I felt my body again and the tears coming out of my eyes. I killed Jesse Flores. I knew that now. Her death, among the others I must have killed, remained the darkest.
I could hardly tell when Kate made sure I was stable. Though I was able to answer her questions. She appeared kinder to me now, or maybe it was her training. I assumed she was a doctor.
As I cried, I saw Barnes looking at me angrily. I didn't care for I should be hated. No, I had to have a different outlook. The drug Kate had given me had shown me a different outlook on life. That's the outlook I wanted and would keep from now on.
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Saturday, August 11, 2012
The Eternal Heart: Demon in the Shell 2
After a few days I was finally let down. Unfortunately it wasn't to admit that I was innocent and a member of the Resistance. Instead I was put into a cell. I was constantly guarded by an ever changing number of guards. The most I had seen were four guards.
Sometimes I was given food, but most of the time I wasn't. It was like I was less than human. This continued on for weeks until I thought it would never end until I died. And, if I died, I wished I could see John Connor before I did.
That wish was answered when the door opened. I was prepared to eat whatever came through the door. What stepped through the door was John Connor and I just sat where I was. By his expression I realized that he had made a difficult decision. Whatever the decision was, I knew it wouldn't be good for me.
John shut the door and stood there. He looked me in the eyes and I could tell it was hard for him. "Jash, I've decided what to do with you." He finally said.
"What?" I asked and leaned forward.
"You're a danger to the Resistance. It's not safe enough for you to live."
"If it's not safe enough for me to live, why are you here?" I asked and stood up. "And what do you mean a danger to the Resistance? I've done nothing but help the Resistance? True, I was brainwashed a good majority of the time, but I will always have my loyalty."
"Are you sure the loyalty wasn't just part of the brainwashing?" John asked.
"No." I said and thought about it for a few seconds. "My loyalty is buried so deep that it has to be a part of me. I can't imagine it ever being taken from me."
I didn't tell him, but my loyalty was originally just for the Resistance and now some of it was for him. I didn't know why. I had never been a believer in love at first sight. But maybe there was something to the saying?
As I thought this I could tell that John was going through his own decisions. Finally he said, "I don't think you have to die. Your hybrid model, I believe, can survive without a chip." He started to open the door and looked at me with pity in his eyes. "If not, we will bury you. I promise."
As he left my cell and closed the door I yelled out, "I'm not metal! I'm not metal! I'm not metal!"
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Sometimes I was given food, but most of the time I wasn't. It was like I was less than human. This continued on for weeks until I thought it would never end until I died. And, if I died, I wished I could see John Connor before I did.
That wish was answered when the door opened. I was prepared to eat whatever came through the door. What stepped through the door was John Connor and I just sat where I was. By his expression I realized that he had made a difficult decision. Whatever the decision was, I knew it wouldn't be good for me.
John shut the door and stood there. He looked me in the eyes and I could tell it was hard for him. "Jash, I've decided what to do with you." He finally said.
"What?" I asked and leaned forward.
"You're a danger to the Resistance. It's not safe enough for you to live."
"If it's not safe enough for me to live, why are you here?" I asked and stood up. "And what do you mean a danger to the Resistance? I've done nothing but help the Resistance? True, I was brainwashed a good majority of the time, but I will always have my loyalty."
"Are you sure the loyalty wasn't just part of the brainwashing?" John asked.
"No." I said and thought about it for a few seconds. "My loyalty is buried so deep that it has to be a part of me. I can't imagine it ever being taken from me."
I didn't tell him, but my loyalty was originally just for the Resistance and now some of it was for him. I didn't know why. I had never been a believer in love at first sight. But maybe there was something to the saying?
As I thought this I could tell that John was going through his own decisions. Finally he said, "I don't think you have to die. Your hybrid model, I believe, can survive without a chip." He started to open the door and looked at me with pity in his eyes. "If not, we will bury you. I promise."
As he left my cell and closed the door I yelled out, "I'm not metal! I'm not metal! I'm not metal!"
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Friday, August 10, 2012
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Derek Reese (Drop Dead Beautiful)
WARNING: FANGIRLING AHEAD
Series: Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles
Character: Derek Reese
Relationships: Are used for laughs.
Plot: Derek Reese is sexy. That is all.
Series: Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles
Character: Derek Reese
Relationships: Are used for laughs.
Plot: Derek Reese is sexy. That is all.
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
The Eternal Heart: Demon in the Shell 1
The darkness receded and I thought I heard noises. Gravity was pulling down on me and I realized I must be hanging somewhere. I was hanging by my wrists and ankles. I must have been captured by the Terminators that had attacked 'Ol Jack Camp. Unfortunately, my muscles weren't cooperating which meant I had been hanging for awhile.
My eyes opened further but my vision was blurred. I could now tell that I was above a pit, whether it was metal or dirt I couldn't tell, and there were human-like blurs in front of me. I tried to scream but what came out could only be described as a gasp.
What had really happened? Were these people Greys? If they were, then I was going to have a hell of time getting out. One of the human-like blurs came in front of me and I tried to stare at him angrily.
I heard a woman call him John Connor. The John Connor? Leader of the Resistance? I continued to look at him as my vision cleared. And, when it fully cleared I did a real gasp. He was like an angel. All he was missing were a halo and wings. Screw the harp, his body looked like it could make music on its own.
I had to reel myself back in when I realized he thought that I was the enemy. Because, if he didn't, I wouldn't be hanging here.
"Who are you?" John asked angrily. His voice matched his body.
"Jash." I replied and there was silence. After a few seconds both my vision and hearing were back to normal.
"Where were you made?"
"Made? I was born." I replied. I was human. I was born not made.
"Then who was your mother?" He asked and I was stumped.
"I don't know. Does it really matter? I fight Skynet now and my life before doesn't matter."
"A person would remember who their mother was."
"What if I'm not just an ordinary girl?" I said softly to him. I tried to take as much anger out of my voice as I could. He didn't deserve it. He was only doing his job.
"Maybe you aren't." John said and walked away.
I had just met an angel and he wanted to drag me to Hell. My only hope was a man. The man asked a woman, "Have you ever seen Connor go lightly on metal before?"
I wasn't metal, but the first part was true. John didn't hate me.
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My eyes opened further but my vision was blurred. I could now tell that I was above a pit, whether it was metal or dirt I couldn't tell, and there were human-like blurs in front of me. I tried to scream but what came out could only be described as a gasp.
What had really happened? Were these people Greys? If they were, then I was going to have a hell of time getting out. One of the human-like blurs came in front of me and I tried to stare at him angrily.
I heard a woman call him John Connor. The John Connor? Leader of the Resistance? I continued to look at him as my vision cleared. And, when it fully cleared I did a real gasp. He was like an angel. All he was missing were a halo and wings. Screw the harp, his body looked like it could make music on its own.
I had to reel myself back in when I realized he thought that I was the enemy. Because, if he didn't, I wouldn't be hanging here.
"Who are you?" John asked angrily. His voice matched his body.
"Jash." I replied and there was silence. After a few seconds both my vision and hearing were back to normal.
"Where were you made?"
"Made? I was born." I replied. I was human. I was born not made.
"Then who was your mother?" He asked and I was stumped.
"I don't know. Does it really matter? I fight Skynet now and my life before doesn't matter."
"A person would remember who their mother was."
"What if I'm not just an ordinary girl?" I said softly to him. I tried to take as much anger out of my voice as I could. He didn't deserve it. He was only doing his job.
"Maybe you aren't." John said and walked away.
I had just met an angel and he wanted to drag me to Hell. My only hope was a man. The man asked a woman, "Have you ever seen Connor go lightly on metal before?"
I wasn't metal, but the first part was true. John didn't hate me.
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Monday, August 6, 2012
S&N: Forever Vigilant and The Rule of Logic
I talk about the most recent section of S&N and talk a little about the next section.
S&N: Forever Vigilant
"I said no, Samara." I yelled, not caring who else in the house heard me. "I'm not a human. I'm an M-4. Spas don't interest me anymore."
"What about me?" She replied. Her tone angry with a sense of longing. "I'm here too. For one day I want to forget-"
"That I'm me?" I asked. "Listen, I'm trying just as hard as you are. My whole world is changing just as much as yours.
Samara sighed and looked away. Then the next second she looked back at me. "Then why don't you try and show it. You know you're not the only one."
I stepped right up to her face and said, "If I'm not the only one why haven't you found someone else in the three years that I was gone?"
As soon as the words were out of my mouth I felt what was very similar to shame. I knew the reason why. It was the same reason I had been able to escape my programming. The hope that someone I loved was still out there and waiting for me.
"I'm sorry." I said with the usual Machine toneless voice. I cared so much that I had lost control of my voice. Unlike a human's, it just went toneless.
Samara nodded and wiped away a tear. She knew I cared, or at least she hoped. And hope can be more powerful than knowing.
"Nazilla is right, Samara, those things don't go to Spas." Mark said and stepped into the living room. The other members had been quiet. They were pretending not to be here. "Hell, Nazilla shouldn't be here."
"It is my choice, Marky," I said. Mark tried to hide his anger as I used one of his most hated nicknames to date.
"Naz and Mark, please." Samara said and both of us. Mark and I just looked at each other. One day we might have our final battle over Samara. But right in front of her, especially right now, wouldn't be the time or day.
"If you even think of harming her-" Mark told me.
"I will self-destruct." I said and he walked away angrily. "Now about the Spa."
With that Samara and I got into the car and I drove her. In the car we turned up the radio and she found a station she liked. I only did the motions of dancing because she was doing that too. My Machine self found nothing pleasing about the sounds coming out of the radio.
Samara stopped her dancing and turned to me. "You used to like this song."
I looked at her and said, "I just hear the sounds and nothing else."
"Can't you remember, though?"
"Yes, I can, but I don't get any feelings from it." With that the only sound was from the radio and the only motion was from the car.
However, once we arrived and entered the Spa, we were talking like old friends again. I examined the entrance and I saw beauty in the work. To a human it was calming, for me it was a study of what I had once been. Which, I guess, was calming in a sense.
As I was examining the Spa I saw someone. That someone was either an enemy, friend, or someone caught in the middle. For now I didn't know which one she was. But, whichever one she was, I was interested in seeing her again. To destroy the mystery surrounding her. My sensors easily identified her as Glau.
I continued to look at Glau and she took notice. Her eyes traveled to lock onto both Samara and myself. I wanted Glau to look at me so that maybe I could understand her. But that could be dangerous. Hell, our last conversation had led to Samara and me being ambushed. Finally her eyes looked at me.
I saw a smile form on her mouth. It was human and yet had a touch of M-4 to it. I smiled back at her. Samara made a tiny huffing sound and my sensors picked it up. I mentally shook my head and remembered that Samara and I were together. And, right now, I didn't want to lose her. If I did lose her I wasn't going to do it to Mark.
"Sam, are you jealous?" I asked and put a pre-Machine Nazilla smirk onto my face. I didn't feel like doing a smirk but knew it'd calm her down.
"Naz," She said angrily. But my sensors picked up her heart beat slowing down. "Her being here isn't a good thing. And, no, it isn't a jealousy thing. I'm worried that she's just doing this to get into Karma."
"There is a much easier way to do that." I said and patted her on the shoulder. Again, a gesture that I barely remembered or thought about. But one that would calm her down. And it did.
Samara gently kissed me on the lips and I returned the brief kiss. Turning around I could tell a slight sign of jealousy on Glau's face. Was I glad it was there? No. Was I unhappy it was there? No. It didn't matter to me. All I wanted out of Glau was answers. That's how I lay with Samara at night.
I walked calmly to Glau and the parameters of the Spa seemed to expand. I could still go back, but something was pulling me towards her. My sensors would tell me that gravity wasn't a factor but my remaining humanity would swear it was. And logic was the only thing that kept me going towards Glau.
It knew that nothing Glau said now would affect how much I still loved Samara Crichton. Samara was the one whose memory helped me override my programming. This woman didn't have that connection to me.
"Nice seeing you here, Glau." I said and put on a smile. I didn't feel like smiling but my programming had suggested it.
Glau blushed and nodded. "Yes, it's nice seeing you here, Nazilla." She looked down as if uncertain of what she was going to ask. "Can I ask you something?"
What could she ask me that would require me to do even a little bit of thinking? "Sure, go ahead." I replied.
"Why didn't you meet me for lunch?" Glau asked. She looked into my eyes and a tear went down her cheek.
I couldn't believe what Glau had just asked. I stood in silence as my systems tried to compute what I had just heard. Finally, when they had given up, I replied, "We were ambushed."
Glau looked confused. "What do you mean? What ambush? And someone else was with you?"
"My girlfriend," I said, putting an extra emphasis on girlfriend. "Thought it was going to be a trap. She was right."
With that, I turned around and walked back towards Samara. As I walked I heard Glau start to cry. I focused on Samara and realized any of Glau's mysteries would just lead to a tragedy. I had heaven right in front of me.
"What did she say?" Samara asked when I got back to her.
"She asked why I didn't come to lunch." I said and shook my head merely for Samara's benefit.
"She didn't know about the ambush?"
"She was confused."
"You have guessed why, haven't you?"
I just looked at Samara. "I'm trying not to think about it."
"That's hard for you, isn't it?" She said and I continued to look at her without blinking. It freaked her out and she sighed. "She wanted to kill you. You're here and she's confused. She wanted to talk to you to find out why."
"You're jumping to conclusions." I replied. "You're seeing what you want to see."
"What does your other side say?" Samara asked, not wanting to bring up that I was a Machine to any of the people walking by.
"That Glau has acted suspiciously and should not be trusted." I let the words roll off my tongue while I wanted to put them back in. I wanted to erase myself from ever saying them.
After I said that Samara smiled and we waited. Finally we were called back to get a massage. This was supposed to be relaxing. To a human it would be, but not to me. Even my fake muscles wouldn't be able to be relaxed by a massage.
* * *
The massage was being interrupted by Samara needing to go to the restroom. Most likely to pee. That is one thing I was glad that I didn't need to do anymore. One thing that made being an M-4 a good thing. I didn't have to pee anymore.
But, with her leaving, I was now alone. Well, me and one of the guys. And this guy was talkative.
"Your first time?" The man asked. "You seemed sort of tense."
"Yeah, first time." I replied. I didn't mention that it'd probably be my last.
"Your friend seemed much calmer."
"Yeah." I replied. Sam was relaxing, maybe I should find one of my programs that would allow me to do the same thing. "Plus we've had a rough couple of weeks."
"Want to know something?" He asked.
"Your name."
He smirked and replied, "Rob Saymes."
"So, Rob, what did you want to tell me?"
"There's a secret organization called Karma. They fight The Net who is creating robots." Rob paused for a moment. "Can you believe it? Real killer robots!"
"No, I can't believe it." I said, my mood slightly improving. Then I grew worried. How did he know about Karma?
"I'm actually friends with one of the members." Rob continued. "So I know this organization is legit."
"Have you told anyone besides me?" I asked, letting my towel go down a little.
"Uh, it's a good pick up line." He replied and his face grew disappointed as I pulled the towel back up.
This wasn't good. A good pick up line was his excuse? Didn't he realize that The Net could have his head and the head of someone useful? In other words, he could be the reason a member of Karma was, or would be, killed.
I walked over to him and whispered into his ear, "It is a good pick up line." I then went back a foot or two. "Any other lines to this pick up?"
Rob looked at me, not believing what he was seeing. Maybe he thought I was hot or maybe he was just lonely. I was going with the latter. He worked at a spa, he would've seen hot women before.
"Well, I do have a virus to put in future Machines." Rob replied.
I brushed my hand against his wrist to check his pulse. Rob, in turn, seemed to think I was going to ditch Samara for him. I didn't care what he thought. What mattered to me now was that I had confirmed his 'pick up line'.
I went through different options on how to get Rob to tell me his way to hamper The Net. I was under no delusion that Netty could ever be truly stopped. The organization was too powerful to stay down. Plus, human nature could not be hampered. One way or another there would be a quest for power that would end with Netty being in charge.
But what about Rob? He seemed to be a lonely man. Looking at him closer I couldn't see him being demeaned because he was a nerd. Those who liked men couldn't help but grow interested in him. I was relying on infiltration programming for this as I had no interest in men. None at all.
Giving sex would be overkill. Plus it would open up too many questions. Especially by Sam. So I decided on a different option.
"Are you busy tonight?" I asked Rob.
His face brightened. I didn't feel bad about lying. It was all part of serving Karma. All part of stopping The Net.
The door opened and I thought that Samara had returned. However, the footsteps were wrong. And, as I turned, I saw a woman with a different look than normal.
Glau was walking through the door with a pure Machine grace to her. Her face was no longer happy or innocent. Any human expression was long gone from her face. I quickly went in front of Rob who was trying to look more at Glau.
I should've guessed. I should've known. I shouldn't have taken any feelings of human love and given it to her.
"Glau, stop." I said, hoping that it really did love me. That something I said would make it stop.
But what I knew as Glau didn't stop. Instead the Machine aimed a kick at me that I took full in the abdomen. I grabbed her leg and used her own momentum to swing her into the wall. The wall bent inwards.
As Glau got up, my systems reported she was an M-3. She was a Machine with both Machine and human programming. Except, she had never been human. Thus making her different from me, an M-4.
Glau took out a gun and shot at me. I reminded myself that she didn't really have human emotions and so I allowed myself to go into attack mode. The next few minutes were filled with punches, kicks, and gunshots.
Once I came to again I turned to see Rob Saymes dead. His blood littered the floor and I knew I hadn't killed him. Or at least it wasn't my fault. Glau had fooled me into having feelings for it and then forgetting to protect a human life. My programming would have to be checked out later.
Luckily the few nanoseconds didn't stop me from looking for Glau. I saw her and ran after her. She tried to get away but I tracked her. I had improvements from its model. She couldn't stop me from finding her.
But once I went outside the building I couldn't find her. I put all my sensors to their best abilities and I finally found her. Unfortunately I found her driving quickly away on a motorcycle.
The screams inside the Spa didn't bother me. I could run and hide. What mattered was that I had let the enemy escape.
* * *
It had been hours since I had started explaining what had happened in the Spa. Stewart stood calmly listening to every word. For some reason I thought that he was concentrating on me more than my story. Don't get me wrong, he was Mark's right hand man so he was listening to my report.
Mark seemed angry that I was the only one that could give the complete report on Robert Saymes and the M-3 that went by Glau. Rebecca stood beside him and repeated Mark's angry look at me.
Martha and Samara were the only ones to show different emotions. I wasn't counting Stewart's as he was, well, Stewart. Martha was hiding the need to run over and hug me. Unfortunately, Mark was her boss so she couldn't. Plus it would be unprofessional in her eyes.
Samara's eyes were red from crying. I would need to talk to her about that later. But now I was getting to, what I hoped was, the final questioning.
"How come you didn't know that this M-3 was a Machine?" Mark asked. I saw a slight grin start to form as he thought he had caught me. That he'd have reasons to have me torn apart.
"Glau," I said, putting emphasis on the name. The M-3 would always have a name to me. No matter how much pain-like emotions it gave me. "was using Scram."
"You were confused by Scram?" Rebecca asked with arrogance in her voice.
"Scram is used to confuse sensors to hide that a Machine is a Machine." Stewart replied. "If you have forgotten, Nazilla sees through her sensors."
I nodded at Stewart's explanation and put down of Rebecca. The nod I had to think about but was well worth it to see Rebecca's reaction.
"Yes," I replied. "It wasn't until the Scram was disrupted in the fight that I realized."
"But wouldn't you have noticed that she was a Machine since you're, well, a Machine?" Martha asked and I knew that she had already guessed the answer.
"I was attracted to her." I replied in a toneless voice and Samara started crying again.
After a few minutes Samara walked away quickly. Even in times of sadness she had some calmness to her. Mark saw his chance and went over to Sam and I pushed him against the wall.
"She doesn't need you." I replied angrily and Mark was silent. I let him go and Stewart had to hold him back. I walked towards Sam and heard Mark start to yell.
My sensors allowed me to hear the yelling in full force but, luckily, Samara had gone to her room upstairs. I went to her and hugged her. Samara grabbed me and sobbed on my shoulder. I noticed things I wouldn't as a human such as the time each tear dropped.
"Don't worry, Sam," I told her. I searched through my programming to find something that should comfort her. "But at least Glau didn't betray Karma. At least she wasn't the one to set up the ambush."
With these words of comfort Sam pushed me away. Or, more accurately, pushed herself away.
"Do you know what you just said?" She asked in shock.
I processed the words over and over again. The words still seemed comforting to me.
"Yes, I do." I replied. "And I see only comfort in them."
Sam sat on the bed and looked at me. "Well," She said. "You don't know what you do."
I was confused. What was she talking about? After five minutes I still didn't know what she was talking about.
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"What about me?" She replied. Her tone angry with a sense of longing. "I'm here too. For one day I want to forget-"
"That I'm me?" I asked. "Listen, I'm trying just as hard as you are. My whole world is changing just as much as yours.
Samara sighed and looked away. Then the next second she looked back at me. "Then why don't you try and show it. You know you're not the only one."
I stepped right up to her face and said, "If I'm not the only one why haven't you found someone else in the three years that I was gone?"
As soon as the words were out of my mouth I felt what was very similar to shame. I knew the reason why. It was the same reason I had been able to escape my programming. The hope that someone I loved was still out there and waiting for me.
"I'm sorry." I said with the usual Machine toneless voice. I cared so much that I had lost control of my voice. Unlike a human's, it just went toneless.
Samara nodded and wiped away a tear. She knew I cared, or at least she hoped. And hope can be more powerful than knowing.
"Nazilla is right, Samara, those things don't go to Spas." Mark said and stepped into the living room. The other members had been quiet. They were pretending not to be here. "Hell, Nazilla shouldn't be here."
"It is my choice, Marky," I said. Mark tried to hide his anger as I used one of his most hated nicknames to date.
"Naz and Mark, please." Samara said and both of us. Mark and I just looked at each other. One day we might have our final battle over Samara. But right in front of her, especially right now, wouldn't be the time or day.
"If you even think of harming her-" Mark told me.
"I will self-destruct." I said and he walked away angrily. "Now about the Spa."
With that Samara and I got into the car and I drove her. In the car we turned up the radio and she found a station she liked. I only did the motions of dancing because she was doing that too. My Machine self found nothing pleasing about the sounds coming out of the radio.
Samara stopped her dancing and turned to me. "You used to like this song."
I looked at her and said, "I just hear the sounds and nothing else."
"Can't you remember, though?"
"Yes, I can, but I don't get any feelings from it." With that the only sound was from the radio and the only motion was from the car.
However, once we arrived and entered the Spa, we were talking like old friends again. I examined the entrance and I saw beauty in the work. To a human it was calming, for me it was a study of what I had once been. Which, I guess, was calming in a sense.
As I was examining the Spa I saw someone. That someone was either an enemy, friend, or someone caught in the middle. For now I didn't know which one she was. But, whichever one she was, I was interested in seeing her again. To destroy the mystery surrounding her. My sensors easily identified her as Glau.
I continued to look at Glau and she took notice. Her eyes traveled to lock onto both Samara and myself. I wanted Glau to look at me so that maybe I could understand her. But that could be dangerous. Hell, our last conversation had led to Samara and me being ambushed. Finally her eyes looked at me.
I saw a smile form on her mouth. It was human and yet had a touch of M-4 to it. I smiled back at her. Samara made a tiny huffing sound and my sensors picked it up. I mentally shook my head and remembered that Samara and I were together. And, right now, I didn't want to lose her. If I did lose her I wasn't going to do it to Mark.
"Sam, are you jealous?" I asked and put a pre-Machine Nazilla smirk onto my face. I didn't feel like doing a smirk but knew it'd calm her down.
"Naz," She said angrily. But my sensors picked up her heart beat slowing down. "Her being here isn't a good thing. And, no, it isn't a jealousy thing. I'm worried that she's just doing this to get into Karma."
"There is a much easier way to do that." I said and patted her on the shoulder. Again, a gesture that I barely remembered or thought about. But one that would calm her down. And it did.
Samara gently kissed me on the lips and I returned the brief kiss. Turning around I could tell a slight sign of jealousy on Glau's face. Was I glad it was there? No. Was I unhappy it was there? No. It didn't matter to me. All I wanted out of Glau was answers. That's how I lay with Samara at night.
I walked calmly to Glau and the parameters of the Spa seemed to expand. I could still go back, but something was pulling me towards her. My sensors would tell me that gravity wasn't a factor but my remaining humanity would swear it was. And logic was the only thing that kept me going towards Glau.
It knew that nothing Glau said now would affect how much I still loved Samara Crichton. Samara was the one whose memory helped me override my programming. This woman didn't have that connection to me.
"Nice seeing you here, Glau." I said and put on a smile. I didn't feel like smiling but my programming had suggested it.
Glau blushed and nodded. "Yes, it's nice seeing you here, Nazilla." She looked down as if uncertain of what she was going to ask. "Can I ask you something?"
What could she ask me that would require me to do even a little bit of thinking? "Sure, go ahead." I replied.
"Why didn't you meet me for lunch?" Glau asked. She looked into my eyes and a tear went down her cheek.
I couldn't believe what Glau had just asked. I stood in silence as my systems tried to compute what I had just heard. Finally, when they had given up, I replied, "We were ambushed."
Glau looked confused. "What do you mean? What ambush? And someone else was with you?"
"My girlfriend," I said, putting an extra emphasis on girlfriend. "Thought it was going to be a trap. She was right."
With that, I turned around and walked back towards Samara. As I walked I heard Glau start to cry. I focused on Samara and realized any of Glau's mysteries would just lead to a tragedy. I had heaven right in front of me.
"What did she say?" Samara asked when I got back to her.
"She asked why I didn't come to lunch." I said and shook my head merely for Samara's benefit.
"She didn't know about the ambush?"
"She was confused."
"You have guessed why, haven't you?"
I just looked at Samara. "I'm trying not to think about it."
"That's hard for you, isn't it?" She said and I continued to look at her without blinking. It freaked her out and she sighed. "She wanted to kill you. You're here and she's confused. She wanted to talk to you to find out why."
"You're jumping to conclusions." I replied. "You're seeing what you want to see."
"What does your other side say?" Samara asked, not wanting to bring up that I was a Machine to any of the people walking by.
"That Glau has acted suspiciously and should not be trusted." I let the words roll off my tongue while I wanted to put them back in. I wanted to erase myself from ever saying them.
After I said that Samara smiled and we waited. Finally we were called back to get a massage. This was supposed to be relaxing. To a human it would be, but not to me. Even my fake muscles wouldn't be able to be relaxed by a massage.
* * *
The massage was being interrupted by Samara needing to go to the restroom. Most likely to pee. That is one thing I was glad that I didn't need to do anymore. One thing that made being an M-4 a good thing. I didn't have to pee anymore.
But, with her leaving, I was now alone. Well, me and one of the guys. And this guy was talkative.
"Your first time?" The man asked. "You seemed sort of tense."
"Yeah, first time." I replied. I didn't mention that it'd probably be my last.
"Your friend seemed much calmer."
"Yeah." I replied. Sam was relaxing, maybe I should find one of my programs that would allow me to do the same thing. "Plus we've had a rough couple of weeks."
"Want to know something?" He asked.
"Your name."
He smirked and replied, "Rob Saymes."
"So, Rob, what did you want to tell me?"
"There's a secret organization called Karma. They fight The Net who is creating robots." Rob paused for a moment. "Can you believe it? Real killer robots!"
"No, I can't believe it." I said, my mood slightly improving. Then I grew worried. How did he know about Karma?
"I'm actually friends with one of the members." Rob continued. "So I know this organization is legit."
"Have you told anyone besides me?" I asked, letting my towel go down a little.
"Uh, it's a good pick up line." He replied and his face grew disappointed as I pulled the towel back up.
This wasn't good. A good pick up line was his excuse? Didn't he realize that The Net could have his head and the head of someone useful? In other words, he could be the reason a member of Karma was, or would be, killed.
I walked over to him and whispered into his ear, "It is a good pick up line." I then went back a foot or two. "Any other lines to this pick up?"
Rob looked at me, not believing what he was seeing. Maybe he thought I was hot or maybe he was just lonely. I was going with the latter. He worked at a spa, he would've seen hot women before.
"Well, I do have a virus to put in future Machines." Rob replied.
I brushed my hand against his wrist to check his pulse. Rob, in turn, seemed to think I was going to ditch Samara for him. I didn't care what he thought. What mattered to me now was that I had confirmed his 'pick up line'.
I went through different options on how to get Rob to tell me his way to hamper The Net. I was under no delusion that Netty could ever be truly stopped. The organization was too powerful to stay down. Plus, human nature could not be hampered. One way or another there would be a quest for power that would end with Netty being in charge.
But what about Rob? He seemed to be a lonely man. Looking at him closer I couldn't see him being demeaned because he was a nerd. Those who liked men couldn't help but grow interested in him. I was relying on infiltration programming for this as I had no interest in men. None at all.
Giving sex would be overkill. Plus it would open up too many questions. Especially by Sam. So I decided on a different option.
"Are you busy tonight?" I asked Rob.
His face brightened. I didn't feel bad about lying. It was all part of serving Karma. All part of stopping The Net.
The door opened and I thought that Samara had returned. However, the footsteps were wrong. And, as I turned, I saw a woman with a different look than normal.
Glau was walking through the door with a pure Machine grace to her. Her face was no longer happy or innocent. Any human expression was long gone from her face. I quickly went in front of Rob who was trying to look more at Glau.
I should've guessed. I should've known. I shouldn't have taken any feelings of human love and given it to her.
"Glau, stop." I said, hoping that it really did love me. That something I said would make it stop.
But what I knew as Glau didn't stop. Instead the Machine aimed a kick at me that I took full in the abdomen. I grabbed her leg and used her own momentum to swing her into the wall. The wall bent inwards.
As Glau got up, my systems reported she was an M-3. She was a Machine with both Machine and human programming. Except, she had never been human. Thus making her different from me, an M-4.
Glau took out a gun and shot at me. I reminded myself that she didn't really have human emotions and so I allowed myself to go into attack mode. The next few minutes were filled with punches, kicks, and gunshots.
Once I came to again I turned to see Rob Saymes dead. His blood littered the floor and I knew I hadn't killed him. Or at least it wasn't my fault. Glau had fooled me into having feelings for it and then forgetting to protect a human life. My programming would have to be checked out later.
Luckily the few nanoseconds didn't stop me from looking for Glau. I saw her and ran after her. She tried to get away but I tracked her. I had improvements from its model. She couldn't stop me from finding her.
But once I went outside the building I couldn't find her. I put all my sensors to their best abilities and I finally found her. Unfortunately I found her driving quickly away on a motorcycle.
The screams inside the Spa didn't bother me. I could run and hide. What mattered was that I had let the enemy escape.
* * *
It had been hours since I had started explaining what had happened in the Spa. Stewart stood calmly listening to every word. For some reason I thought that he was concentrating on me more than my story. Don't get me wrong, he was Mark's right hand man so he was listening to my report.
Mark seemed angry that I was the only one that could give the complete report on Robert Saymes and the M-3 that went by Glau. Rebecca stood beside him and repeated Mark's angry look at me.
Martha and Samara were the only ones to show different emotions. I wasn't counting Stewart's as he was, well, Stewart. Martha was hiding the need to run over and hug me. Unfortunately, Mark was her boss so she couldn't. Plus it would be unprofessional in her eyes.
Samara's eyes were red from crying. I would need to talk to her about that later. But now I was getting to, what I hoped was, the final questioning.
"How come you didn't know that this M-3 was a Machine?" Mark asked. I saw a slight grin start to form as he thought he had caught me. That he'd have reasons to have me torn apart.
"Glau," I said, putting emphasis on the name. The M-3 would always have a name to me. No matter how much pain-like emotions it gave me. "was using Scram."
"You were confused by Scram?" Rebecca asked with arrogance in her voice.
"Scram is used to confuse sensors to hide that a Machine is a Machine." Stewart replied. "If you have forgotten, Nazilla sees through her sensors."
I nodded at Stewart's explanation and put down of Rebecca. The nod I had to think about but was well worth it to see Rebecca's reaction.
"Yes," I replied. "It wasn't until the Scram was disrupted in the fight that I realized."
"But wouldn't you have noticed that she was a Machine since you're, well, a Machine?" Martha asked and I knew that she had already guessed the answer.
"I was attracted to her." I replied in a toneless voice and Samara started crying again.
After a few minutes Samara walked away quickly. Even in times of sadness she had some calmness to her. Mark saw his chance and went over to Sam and I pushed him against the wall.
"She doesn't need you." I replied angrily and Mark was silent. I let him go and Stewart had to hold him back. I walked towards Sam and heard Mark start to yell.
My sensors allowed me to hear the yelling in full force but, luckily, Samara had gone to her room upstairs. I went to her and hugged her. Samara grabbed me and sobbed on my shoulder. I noticed things I wouldn't as a human such as the time each tear dropped.
"Don't worry, Sam," I told her. I searched through my programming to find something that should comfort her. "But at least Glau didn't betray Karma. At least she wasn't the one to set up the ambush."
With these words of comfort Sam pushed me away. Or, more accurately, pushed herself away.
"Do you know what you just said?" She asked in shock.
I processed the words over and over again. The words still seemed comforting to me.
"Yes, I do." I replied. "And I see only comfort in them."
Sam sat on the bed and looked at me. "Well," She said. "You don't know what you do."
I was confused. What was she talking about? After five minutes I still didn't know what she was talking about.
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S&N: Forever Vigilant 6
It had been hours since I had started explaining what had happened in the Spa. Stewart stood calmly listening to every word. For some reason I thought that he was concentrating on me more than my story. Don't get me wrong, he was Mark's right hand man so he was listening to my report.
Mark seemed angry that I was the only one that could give the complete report on Robert Saymes and the M-3 that went by Glau. Rebecca stood beside him and repeated Mark's angry look at me.
Martha and Samara were the only ones to show different emotions. I wasn't counting Stewart's as he was, well, Stewart. Martha was hiding the need to run over and hug me. Unfortunately, Mark was her boss so she couldn't. Plus it would be unprofessional in her eyes.
Samara's eyes were red from crying. I would need to talk to her about that later. But now I was getting to, what I hoped was, the final questioning.
"How come you didn't know that this M-3 was a Machine?" Mark asked. I saw a slight grin start to form as he thought he had caught me. That he'd have reasons to have me torn apart.
"Glau," I said, putting emphasis on the name. The M-3 would always have a name to me. No matter how much pain-like emotions it gave me. "was using Scram."
"You were confused by Scram?" Rebecca asked with arrogance in her voice.
"Scram is used to confuse sensors to hide that a Machine is a Machine." Stewart replied. "If you have forgotten, Nazilla sees through her sensors."
I nodded at Stewart's explanation and put down of Rebecca. The nod I had to think about but was well worth it to see Rebecca's reaction.
"Yes," I replied. "It wasn't until the Scram was disrupted in the fight that I realized."
"But wouldn't you have noticed that she was a Machine since you're, well, a Machine?" Martha asked and I knew that she had already guessed the answer.
"I was attracted to her." I replied in a toneless voice and Samara started crying again.
After a few minutes Samara walked away quickly. Even in times of sadness she had some calmness to her. Mark saw his chance and went over to Sam and I pushed him against the wall.
"She doesn't need you." I replied angrily and Mark was silent. I let him go and Stewart had to hold him back. I walked towards Sam and heard Mark start to yell.
My sensors allowed me to hear the yelling in full force but, luckily, Samara had gone to her room upstairs. I went to her and hugged her. Samara grabbed me and sobbed on my shoulder. I noticed things I wouldn't as a human such as the time each tear dropped.
"Don't worry, Sam," I told her. I searched through my programming to find something that should comfort her. "But at least Glau didn't betray Karma. At least she wasn't the one to set up the ambush."
With these words of comfort Sam pushed me away. Or, more accurately, pushed herself away.
"Do you know what you just said?" She asked in shock.
I processed the words over and over again. The words still seemed comforting to me.
"Yes, I do." I replied. "And I see only comfort in them."
Sam sat on the bed and looked at me. "Well," She said. "You don't know what you do."
I was confused. What was she talking about? After five minutes I still didn't know what she was talking about.
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SERIES IS NOW ON HIATUS
Mark seemed angry that I was the only one that could give the complete report on Robert Saymes and the M-3 that went by Glau. Rebecca stood beside him and repeated Mark's angry look at me.
Martha and Samara were the only ones to show different emotions. I wasn't counting Stewart's as he was, well, Stewart. Martha was hiding the need to run over and hug me. Unfortunately, Mark was her boss so she couldn't. Plus it would be unprofessional in her eyes.
Samara's eyes were red from crying. I would need to talk to her about that later. But now I was getting to, what I hoped was, the final questioning.
"How come you didn't know that this M-3 was a Machine?" Mark asked. I saw a slight grin start to form as he thought he had caught me. That he'd have reasons to have me torn apart.
"Glau," I said, putting emphasis on the name. The M-3 would always have a name to me. No matter how much pain-like emotions it gave me. "was using Scram."
"You were confused by Scram?" Rebecca asked with arrogance in her voice.
"Scram is used to confuse sensors to hide that a Machine is a Machine." Stewart replied. "If you have forgotten, Nazilla sees through her sensors."
I nodded at Stewart's explanation and put down of Rebecca. The nod I had to think about but was well worth it to see Rebecca's reaction.
"Yes," I replied. "It wasn't until the Scram was disrupted in the fight that I realized."
"But wouldn't you have noticed that she was a Machine since you're, well, a Machine?" Martha asked and I knew that she had already guessed the answer.
"I was attracted to her." I replied in a toneless voice and Samara started crying again.
After a few minutes Samara walked away quickly. Even in times of sadness she had some calmness to her. Mark saw his chance and went over to Sam and I pushed him against the wall.
"She doesn't need you." I replied angrily and Mark was silent. I let him go and Stewart had to hold him back. I walked towards Sam and heard Mark start to yell.
My sensors allowed me to hear the yelling in full force but, luckily, Samara had gone to her room upstairs. I went to her and hugged her. Samara grabbed me and sobbed on my shoulder. I noticed things I wouldn't as a human such as the time each tear dropped.
"Don't worry, Sam," I told her. I searched through my programming to find something that should comfort her. "But at least Glau didn't betray Karma. At least she wasn't the one to set up the ambush."
With these words of comfort Sam pushed me away. Or, more accurately, pushed herself away.
"Do you know what you just said?" She asked in shock.
I processed the words over and over again. The words still seemed comforting to me.
"Yes, I do." I replied. "And I see only comfort in them."
Sam sat on the bed and looked at me. "Well," She said. "You don't know what you do."
I was confused. What was she talking about? After five minutes I still didn't know what she was talking about.
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Sunday, August 5, 2012
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Saturday, August 4, 2012
Terminator Salvation Review (Part 2)
I talk about one of my favorite Terminator Characters: Marcus Wright!
S&N: Forever Vigilant 5
I went through different options on how to get Rob to tell me his way to hamper The Net. I was under no delusion that Netty could ever be truly stopped. The organization was too powerful to stay down. Plus, human nature could not be hampered. One way or another there would be a quest for power that would end with Netty being in charge.
But what about Rob? He seemed to be a lonely man. Looking at him closer I couldn't see him being demeaned because he was a nerd. Those who liked men couldn't help but grow interested in him. I was relying on infiltration programming for this as I had no interest in men. None at all.
Giving sex would be overkill. Plus it would open up too many questions. Especially by Sam. So I decided on a different option.
"Are you busy tonight?" I asked Rob.
His face brightened. I didn't feel bad about lying. It was all part of serving Karma. All part of stopping The Net.
The door opened and I thought that Samara had returned. However, the footsteps were wrong. And, as I turned, I saw a woman with a different look than normal.
Glau was walking through the door with a pure Machine grace to her. Her face was no longer happy or innocent. Any human expression was long gone from her face. I quickly went in front of Rob who was trying to look more at Glau.
I should've guessed. I should've known. I shouldn't have taken any feelings of human love and given it to her.
"Glau, stop." I said, hoping that it really did love me. That something I said would make it stop.
But what I knew as Glau didn't stop. Instead the Machine aimed a kick at me that I took full in the abdomen. I grabbed her leg and used her own momentum to swing her into the wall. The wall bent inwards.
As Glau got up, my systems reported she was an M-3. She was a Machine with both Machine and human programming. Except, she had never been human. Thus making her different from me, an M-4.
Glau took out a gun and shot at me. I reminded myself that she didn't really have human emotions and so I allowed myself to go into attack mode. The next few minutes were filled with punches, kicks, and gunshots.
Once I came to again I turned to see Rob Saymes dead. His blood littered the floor and I knew I hadn't killed him. Or at least it wasn't my fault. Glau had fooled me into having feelings for it and then forgetting to protect a human life. My programming would have to be checked out later.
Luckily the few nanoseconds didn't stop me from looking for Glau. I saw her and ran after her. She tried to get away but I tracked her. I had improvements from its model. She couldn't stop me from finding her.
But once I went outside the building I couldn't find her. I put all my sensors to their best abilities and I finally found her. Unfortunately I found her driving quickly away on a motorcycle.
The screams inside the Spa didn't bother me. I could run and hide. What mattered was that I had let the enemy escape.
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But what about Rob? He seemed to be a lonely man. Looking at him closer I couldn't see him being demeaned because he was a nerd. Those who liked men couldn't help but grow interested in him. I was relying on infiltration programming for this as I had no interest in men. None at all.
Giving sex would be overkill. Plus it would open up too many questions. Especially by Sam. So I decided on a different option.
"Are you busy tonight?" I asked Rob.
His face brightened. I didn't feel bad about lying. It was all part of serving Karma. All part of stopping The Net.
The door opened and I thought that Samara had returned. However, the footsteps were wrong. And, as I turned, I saw a woman with a different look than normal.
Glau was walking through the door with a pure Machine grace to her. Her face was no longer happy or innocent. Any human expression was long gone from her face. I quickly went in front of Rob who was trying to look more at Glau.
I should've guessed. I should've known. I shouldn't have taken any feelings of human love and given it to her.
"Glau, stop." I said, hoping that it really did love me. That something I said would make it stop.
But what I knew as Glau didn't stop. Instead the Machine aimed a kick at me that I took full in the abdomen. I grabbed her leg and used her own momentum to swing her into the wall. The wall bent inwards.
As Glau got up, my systems reported she was an M-3. She was a Machine with both Machine and human programming. Except, she had never been human. Thus making her different from me, an M-4.
Glau took out a gun and shot at me. I reminded myself that she didn't really have human emotions and so I allowed myself to go into attack mode. The next few minutes were filled with punches, kicks, and gunshots.
Once I came to again I turned to see Rob Saymes dead. His blood littered the floor and I knew I hadn't killed him. Or at least it wasn't my fault. Glau had fooled me into having feelings for it and then forgetting to protect a human life. My programming would have to be checked out later.
Luckily the few nanoseconds didn't stop me from looking for Glau. I saw her and ran after her. She tried to get away but I tracked her. I had improvements from its model. She couldn't stop me from finding her.
But once I went outside the building I couldn't find her. I put all my sensors to their best abilities and I finally found her. Unfortunately I found her driving quickly away on a motorcycle.
The screams inside the Spa didn't bother me. I could run and hide. What mattered was that I had let the enemy escape.
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Friday, August 3, 2012
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Thursday, August 2, 2012
Jameron (Fix A Heart)
Series: Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles
Pairing: John Connor and Cameron
Plot: Cameron thinks about her relationship with John after she went bad.
Pairing: John Connor and Cameron
Plot: Cameron thinks about her relationship with John after she went bad.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Fifty Shades of Grey (E.L. James)
Title: Fifty Shades of Grey
Series: Fifty Shades Trilogy
Author: E.L. James
Released: 2011
Rating: 2.5/5
Basic Plot: A young, naive virgin falls in love with a troubled young man.
Better Than Twilight
This book makes some improvements on Twilight. And, no, it's not just because of the sex scenes. Reasons for the characters acting the way they do are explained. True, they are cliche/flimsy explanations but they are there. Jose/Jacob is dismissed early on. Christian/Edward had a hard childhood. Anastasia/Bella...well, she's naive and shit.
Two Good Scenes
To me there was only two good scenes. If the book followed those scenes for the rest of the 500 pages then it would've gotten a higher rating. The first sex scene filled me with nostalgia and the end break up scene was good. The end scene was well chosen as you'd want to see what happens next. It leaves things unresolved. This is very good when doing a series.
Why All the British Stuff
One of the most annoying things about this book was the tea and the old books. Calling one very sad and depressing book light reading? Everything Anna chooses (except for a few instances) are classic/British. Since I don't read much fanfiction, I only know from people saying that this is a sign of a Mary Sue. I don't get why liking stuff like this would make a better character. 'Cause, guess what, it doesn't in this novel.
Final Thoughts
There were somethings I didn't mention and that I might in the future (once I finish the trilogy). Such as it being banned in Florida libraries (for a short time) or how I feel about this being fanfiction originally. But those didn't have to do with the contents of this book. Let me just say that it's a fun read but don't take it seriously. Nor try to be like Anna or find a guy like Christian. In fiction their love can work, but it's unhealthy in real life.
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Series: Fifty Shades Trilogy
Author: E.L. James
Released: 2011
Rating: 2.5/5
Basic Plot: A young, naive virgin falls in love with a troubled young man.
Better Than Twilight
This book makes some improvements on Twilight. And, no, it's not just because of the sex scenes. Reasons for the characters acting the way they do are explained. True, they are cliche/flimsy explanations but they are there. Jose/Jacob is dismissed early on. Christian/Edward had a hard childhood. Anastasia/Bella...well, she's naive and shit.
Two Good Scenes
To me there was only two good scenes. If the book followed those scenes for the rest of the 500 pages then it would've gotten a higher rating. The first sex scene filled me with nostalgia and the end break up scene was good. The end scene was well chosen as you'd want to see what happens next. It leaves things unresolved. This is very good when doing a series.
Why All the British Stuff
One of the most annoying things about this book was the tea and the old books. Calling one very sad and depressing book light reading? Everything Anna chooses (except for a few instances) are classic/British. Since I don't read much fanfiction, I only know from people saying that this is a sign of a Mary Sue. I don't get why liking stuff like this would make a better character. 'Cause, guess what, it doesn't in this novel.
Final Thoughts
There were somethings I didn't mention and that I might in the future (once I finish the trilogy). Such as it being banned in Florida libraries (for a short time) or how I feel about this being fanfiction originally. But those didn't have to do with the contents of this book. Let me just say that it's a fun read but don't take it seriously. Nor try to be like Anna or find a guy like Christian. In fiction their love can work, but it's unhealthy in real life.
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