Tekken's Most Deceptive Strategy=Perfect

Coz another entry might prove that I'm completely sane, then I'll post another stupid topic about something really stupid that I noticed just recently.

Ok, questions firsts.

1. Are you familiar with the fighting game series called Dead or Alive?

If yes, continue reading.
If no, you may proceed if you really want to read something stupid.

2. Are you familiar with its features? Like BOUNCING BREASTS of the female characters and a hell lot of costumes for the three main female characters?

3. Are you familiar with the Tekken series? Especially the recent game installment?

4. Are you familiar with Christie Monteiro, Asuka, Julia, Xiaoyu, Nina and Anna Williams?

Ok let's start.

If you're familiar with the DoA game then you probably know their trademark features. Yes, the bouncing of breast that always distracts me whenever I play the game and fight my way against any opponents. Yes, I'm such a big looser in that particular game. The reason? Their special features. The bouncing breasts. It always leaves me defeated and with a nose flooded with blood.

You could imagine me like this:

Sitting in a cross sitting position, eyes wide in awe and focused at the monitor, holding the controller, nose bleeds and a bulge in my crotch. <- Miscellaneous.

Ok, just recently, I was playing Tekken 5 Dark Resurrection at Time Zone Metro East and then I just noticed that my opponents character's boobs were jiggling/slightly bouncing. [Nina Williams] I thought it was just my imagination. Skeptical to what I noticed I attacked again my not so good juggle combo with my ever trusty Jin Kazama. The boobs jiggled! I'm not dreaming! It's true! I finished the battle with a wide grin drawn all over my face, talking to myself like a mentally retarded kid.

Maybe just Nina? Or everyone with a quite revealing outfit? To my amusement, the defeated warrior challenged me again. This time, he used Christie against my Jin. Perfect! Just what I needed! We fought. He emerged victorious. Thanks for his unmanly, cheese, not to mention the lowest art reckless button mashing tricks which I found very annoying [Very unpredictable, no pattern at all! Unmanly of course.] and the jiggling boobs of Christie, it is one hell of a distraction.

Then I observed, everyone of the female characters of the Tekken game have their boobs jiggled slightly and you won't notice it unless you have keen eyes. [translation: pervertedly keen eyes]

Nice jiggling breasts, stop it coz its annoying and distracting. I hope that the next Tekken [6] would not feature the jiggling breasts anymore. Very very dangerous to combat, I must say.


Tekken= Juggle
DoA= Jiggle

Is the word Juggle synonymous to the word Jiggle?

Courtships

I've been reading some historical stuffs lately and I just realized something about our tardation...I mean Tradition. Then just a few hours after I woke up, I decided to walk around the village and to my amusement, I came across two dogs making love. Just then I wondered if the dogs has this courtship stuffs like other animals such us penguins, rabbits and roaches. Then came this questions inside my head whose courtship ever graced the cultural diversity across the planet is the worst. I recounted that 2 or 3 years ago I've read some Soc-Anthro book that has a topic about Filipino courtship [Of course, courtship is always one of the most interesting topic to me] but to my dismay, they're nowhere to be found. I think those were the ones I gave away or the ones I burned when I'm in a blind rage several months ago. Don't ask, you know why.

But I'll discuss courtship based on what I've learned.

[Roughly based on my memory so please bear with me and I can't remember who are the authors of those books I've read before so if happens that you're familiar with them please do tell me. I should thank them for giving me some knowledge about our traditional courtship.]

Courtship during the early times took great patience, hard work and dedication on the part of the man to win the hand of his dearly beloved lady. The custom back then requires that the guys must serve the family of the girl for months…even years *shivers* and some of those customs survived until this very day to the rural areas specially somewhere south.

Darn it, our generation is quite lucky to have our own style of courtship. As usual, he must chop woods, fetch water (if he gets lucky he make silip silip while the girl is taking a bath.) and do the chores required to him. I love the fetching of water chore.

The two were forbidden to talk to each other and only their eyes meet occasionally to exchange mute messages of love [Translation: of course mischief!] Imagine that? And to add some nice desperation, there’s no chance for the two to meet secretly. Why? Of course! The girl was keenly guarded by her parents/her grandparents who where always on the watch for any sign of mischief on the part of the suitor or their girl. *grin*

Reminds me of that line “Your daughter is a freak!” oh ho, I hate the old times big time!

And after the parents were satisfied in enslaving the poor guy and after they’ve decided that the suitor would make a good husband and son-in-law [Translation: Slave], they’d finally give conditions.

See, you girls must’ve been loving it back then ne? That today you, all of you girls out there developed this egotistical ideas, characters and etc that you often accuse the boys for being so you know when the truth is, that is you, all of you is the real culprit for being such an supercilious being. Enjoying every second of your suitor’s misery for loving you.

Am I really that scornful towards women? Ha ha! Can’t blame me, one from your kind wrecked my heart. Big Time. and I mean BIG TIME.

Enough of my rants here and let’s continue.

Where were we? Oh there, conditions.

Let’s start with the words “dowry,” “pamamanhikan,” and of course my personal favorite, “bride price.” Ha ha! What the hell is that? Selling your daughter? Ha ha!

Fuck the Filipino’s old traditions! Fuck it! (I’ve successfully inserted my subliminal message.)

I think conditions revolved around the dowry. What the hell dowry is? Well sort of a gift turned over by the groom to the bride’s parents and most books says “ for all sensible purposes in exchange for the bride.

And if my memory serves me right, in European country, the dowry refers to their tradition where the bride’s parents will give a considerable present to the would be husband. But as we all know it and as Bob pointed out, BALIKTAD MAGBASA NG LIBRO ANG MGA PINOY. [Bob, I pray to you.]

When the guy decided to marry the girl, he will consult his parents and the elders of his family. If the girl’s family is acceptable to them, they’ll start negotiating in a ceremony we call now as “pamamanhikan” and trust me, I have no idea what the hell is that and what are the issues the elders discuss in today’s “pamamanhikan.”

Back then, the old timers of both parties will talk-slash-argue-slash-kill-each-other-slash-discuss the terms of a dowry [If they don’t like each other, I think and this scene is very usual today.] with great diplomacy. [Back then, thousands of years ago.]

You call the dowry as a usual marriage settlement that consist of the would be husband and wife’s necessities.

Ok this is the fun part, laugh until you die if you want for I will enumerate several kinds of dowry.

Bigay Kaya-Land, gold etc.

Pang-himuyat-Amount of money given to the bride-to-be’s mother as payment for her efforts in guiding the girl to womanhood.

Bigay-Suso- The name already told you about it. ^_^ No, you won’t give your titties but the milk from your own to the girl’s wet-nurse.

Himaraw-reinbursement to the girl’s parents for the amount spent for the girl

Sambon-and I think a bribe to be given to the girl’s relatives.

And I got this image inside my head that back then, when a guy wants to marry a girl, the girl’s parents will take the girl on stage and conducts an auction for their girl. It seems like when the girl is going to be married, her parents and her family sells her.

But today, youths like us enjoy greater freedom especially in choosing our own mate. Today, most…SOME of our parents agree to it because they think that it is their child who will live the rest of his/her life with their mates and in case the marriage does not succeed, they cannot blame their parents. Smart choices eh? That’s why we call them “Magulang.” Yet they keep a keen eye to the person whom we associate to/with *whatever* and as much as possible they’ll try to influence our decision. See? That’s another proof why we call them “Magulang.”

About our freedom for mate selection also think that most abused that freedom and got banged earlier than they should. You’ll see some of my former classmates now with their child.

Special Thanks to:

Bob Ong for inspiring me to write something.
(May special plugging ka pa ng book mo ha, kahit hindi ko pa nababasa 'yon. Ok na sa akin ang isang kopya ng apat mong libro pwera lang stainless. Thanks.)

To all Soc-Anthro book author! Sorry I can't remember what/which books I've read and who are the authors but still, thank you. You all know who you are.

Popularity in Writing

"Popularity in Writing"

That's the idea bouncing back and forth inside my head. I acquired that idea from where? Of course, Ragnaboards Fan Fic section. Until this very second, the words still resounds inside my head.

For my own idea, I write because it is the only way I can express myself clearly...somehow. I want to share my ideas through writing, I want to share my life experiences through writing and of course I want to share my pains through writing. For once, I've experienced popularity and its not that good as many people sees it and popularity is not the reason why I write.

Popularity comes hand in hand with your own doom.

I'll write until I die but I'll avoid popularity.

Because there are people around who can't stand seeing you high above them and will do anything to pull you down to their level. (lalo na 'yong mga nasa Tard City)

[there are people also who knows nothing about the issues yet wants to grill you because they believe that they were the victims (of your writings)]

and to those people who know nothing but to meddle with other peoples affair, those people who keeps on pulling someone down though they don't know the whole truth, two words for you. "God Bless"


[And yes, I'm talking about you, wag mo nang itanong kung sino ka.]


Fan Fare ROCKS~!

Tard City SUCKS~!

Michelle part 3

April 09 2007, Monday, 06:24 pm.

She said yes. She made me the happiest man on earth that night.

She made me her BF~!!




































BEST FRIEND.

PKMK

http://ragnaboards.levelupgames.ph/index.php?showtopic=24524&st=0

That is actually a fic written by me and that story is actually plot less. What the hell you call a story without a plot? Everyone agrees in fan fare that plot less stories are called PORN. Well, I agree. A lot of action but without a plot. So that story, Paano Kung Mahal Kita is actually a porn? I don't know but to be honest, I was writing some silly stuffs right now and that story is just a mere practice. And that practice story is "come-what-may" for me because I don't have any plot to start with. And as you can see, my English is one bloody mess. I'm really not that good in English coz my gift is in our own language. But still, PKMK sucks. Its a starting point for me here at RB but still, the Project Orphanage will be my first focus this year.

Right kevin? You're the main protagonist in that story and you'll be very happy to see its ending.

You'll die. Your fiance's father will kill you.

Kevin: *umaakbay kay girl*
father: Ehem ehem
Kevin: Gusto niyo po ng bisolvon?
Father: Ikaw, gusto mo sa ICU?

oh well, its April 2... hufwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh.... I haven't sleep yet so I should press the red button now.

P.S.

Who wants to be Kevin's love interest in the Orphanage? YM niyo na lang. :)

Michelle Part 2

We met yesterday. I'm happy but I just realized something new about her. I realized that she became someone else, she's not the little Michelle I know anymore. Yes, I know that change is the only permanent thing in this world and I'm very happy that she trusts me to know her more. I may not know her that much right now or whatever but I'm willing to take this chance to know her better. Well, I'm not thinking about anything related to relationship right now but the real plan is to help her change. Well, not really change but to help her grow more to become a better, stronger person. Yes, that's the exact same reason almost a year ago when someone came back from my past.

Deja vu?

I don't know.

Whether it is a test or chance for me now then I'll gladly take it.

I want to help her and I must admit that I like her.

If ever that she might be reading this then so be it, at least she know now what I'm thinking about her.

Wait, yes I did tell her 2 years ago that I like her. I hope she remembers it.

Plus, I learned something new again yesterday when we talked about our stuffs and silly me, now there are two girls in my life that will always prove wrong about them. Women.

Lies

"An artist use lies to tell the truth while the politician use lies to tell the truth."

-V, Evey's father.V for Vendetta.

Its been months since I first saw V for Vendetta and I'm still wondering why does the original DVD copy of that movie hasn't lower its price yet. Well, perhaps of its theme, political tyranny and err... political activism? For me, V is another symbol for freedom, courage, vengeance, test, tricks, lies and random insanity. Just like Rizal, he was inspire by the Count of Monte Cristo and guess what? When I started bombing, please do blame El Fili and Noli. Oh yeah of course V for Vendetta.

Looks like I went too far from my topic? What's my topic in the first place? Oh yeah, about the lies that could tell the truth. That's quite true for me, I usually use my stories to tell someone the truth like for example, I use this certain story to tell a girl that I grew in love with her. I hope she's reading that story to get my message.

Well another thing about my stories (written stories) they were all based on someone's life, I mean, like if I use your name at a certain story that I'm currently working on, then it must have something to do with you or must have something to tell you. Or maybe, I'm just trying to tell you something stupid that I know you wouldn't want to hear but I really want to tell you. But whatever it is, my English still sucks.