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Why you guy like it haha. I thought that Ryan Reynolds movie was Payday live action. On the flip side, the Internet fans with their netiquette and modern lingo, representing the new generation, have no such issue. Through the portrayal of their many comments, we know that they by are large are not particularly knowledgeable about karuta past the very basics, and for some of them this might even be the first time they've ever tuned in to a karuta match. But it builds a community around them, allowing them to talk to and learn from each other in real time, while arguably making it easier from people from farther away to watch the games, and so the idea here is one of a generational handing over of the baton, where the "secret rendezvous, " or Internet, will be allowing the younger generation to be able to build a lifelong everlasting love for the game. Probably. Aww, sounds familiar, heh. Yay to the Internet for bringing all of us together! :3 These scenes are pretty self-explanatory -- Suou eats sweets for the vitamins, ties his hair back, and shaves his beard, while Harada takes a nap. Compared to the first Green Rooms we saw in S3E17, both of which were packed, both rooms are a lot sparser now, with Suou's harem down to the last four girls, all of whom seem pretty shocked to see this side of him wolfing down the sweets like that. LOL, no wonder everyone is working so hard to become Meijin: You get your own harem of cute girls feeding you sweets! XD Hehe, all kidding aside, I can't imagine how Suou wolfs down those things whole? O_O Sweets are usually thick and sticky, and take time to chew... Just seeing him eat them like that makes me gag - ugh. Plus, I for one can't stand too many sweets in one sitting. XD 14:17 - Chihaya: "I got hurt by Suo-san's words, so I ran and tattled to you about his eyes. Every thought of Suo-san has been accompanied by dark feelings. " Tattled is a strange choice of words, because there would ordinarily be nothing wrong with that -- Chihaya is a member of Dr. Harada's Shiranami Society after all, and we would assume would be giving him her all. The word "tattled" invokes a feeling of guilt again, perhaps thinking that she threw off Dr. Harada's game somehow, or that her "dark feelings" contributed to Dr. Harada's loss, or even that she felt she was betraying Suou somehow. Either way, a feeling that she didn't give her 100%. My own interpretation was that Chihaya told Harada about Suou's eyes, not necessarily to help Harada, but mainly to hurt Suou and get back at him for saying she can't become Queen. And even during the Master matches, Chihaya focused more on hating Suou ("I can't believe someone like him is Meijin" and all that - "dark feelings") and less on cheering for Harada to win. So I guess maybe Chihaya realized this and felt guilty for hoping Suou loses rather than hoping Harada wins - even though it's the same outcome, she felt her heart was in the "wrong" place. There's also the implication (I think) that Chihaya told Dr. Harada about Suou's eyes out of spite for Suou, and totally forgot to tell Harada about Suou's nasty style of tricking his opponents into faulting. That's probably why Harada fell for Suou's trick at the end of Game 4. After Arata's scene, as Dr. Harada laughs out loud, and Arata and Chihaya then exit the room together, Taichi is left behind watching them, and he drowns in an even deeper maelstrom of darkness. EDIT: I'm glad Harada was able to laugh again rather than sulk about his defeat, especially after coming so close to victory. I also love how Chihaya and Arata (and Harada as well) share a similar passion for karuta. Just like how Chihaya relishes in playing strong opponents, Arata challenges Suou to stay so he can defeat Suou next year. I thought maybe Taichi felt the same way, especially since in S1 he said he wanted to "become someone who doesn't run away, " but I guess not... Therefore, this conflict causes him to sacrifice his own pride in order to further push himself up the mountain that is Class A karuta, walking away from the light representing his teammates with his classic eyeless/shaded eyes guilty look, toward a different sort of light, one that we might have seen before recently. Sounds like Taichi is turning to the dark side, hehe. Maybe Taichi will finally have his "bad boy" arc and he'll return on a motorcycle with shades and leather jacket to make Chihaya swoon. Good thing Chihaya doesn't like bad boys. XD.
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There will probably be a few time skips during that period, because I don't want to get too bogged down in joint tactics development, and I want to move the story on to events after that, but there will definitely be some PT session fun, and a visit to a keshmin town (which will probably be a multi-episode adventure arc). Now that this episode is out, I'll also be putting together some fan art and commissions I've had done to share with you guys. I'm really excited about that! EDIT: Forgot the Patreon Link] Retreat, Hell ? Episode 10 [ First][ Prev][ Next] This was not a good day. Michaels surveyed the bodies laid out before him in the pavilion-turned-morgue. Three Marines, none of them older than twenty-three, and one German Shepherd. “Are you sure we didn’t get any of the bastards? ” General Zoroiwchak asked. His uniform was barely ruffled, despite having spent the night in the wrong FOB on lockdown. “No, sir, ” Lieutenant Colonel Mayhew said, shaking his head. His sleepless night reflected in the slight bags under his eyes. “There’s a blood trail that leads over the berm and into the woods, and we’ve got a dog team backed by half a platoon on it now, but no bodies so far. ” Not fast enough… Michaels resisted the urge to rub his own baggy eyes. Between the lockdown and the sweep of the base, the elves have enough of a head start… They’re probably across the river and halfway to keeblerville by now. “How did they get in? ” he asked. “The Ganlin gave us those beacons to set up around the FOB, to disrupt their invisibility. ” “They did, but they didn’t give us enough, ” Mayhew shook his head. “Not for how much we’ve had to expand the perimeter. ” “Have they been shorting us? ” Sergeant Major Miller asked. Michaels suppressed a frown. Miller always struck him as being too quick to throw the blame on someone than was appropriate, especially for a regimental Sergeant Major. “No, I don’t think so, ” Mayhew shook his head. “The reports my men have given me say they’re struggling even with the supplies we’ve shared with them. ” He sighed, rubbing gunk out of his eye. “And the number of beacons I’ve seen set up around their own camp indicate that they don’t have enough beacons left to cover themselves. ” “So they slipped in through the cracks? ” Colonel Anders asked. “Essentially, sir, yes, ” Sergeant Major Donalds said. The broad-shouldered man resembled a bulldog. Michaels knew him by his reputation for being as tenacious and stubborn as one, but he looked just as tired as his commanding officer. “The way the goat-cat wizards explained it, the beacons’ effectiveness starts to taper off after a certain distance. At the edges, it’s almost nothing, and a skilled Keebler wizard can keep their shit stable through it. ” “So we don’t have enough overlap? ” “Worse, sir, ” Donalds said. “We’ve got total gaps in coverage. Not all the beacons have been moved since initially set up, but we’ve identified some total gaps that you could drive an Abrams through, and the whole perimeter is scattered with weak areas. ” “How many got in? Are there any still inside? ” “We’re not entirely sure, ” Mayhew said. “But between the reports, what little security camera coverage we had in the area, and two Go-Pros, we’re pretty certain it was a team of eight. ” “We did a thorough sweep of the base with the dogs, ” Donalds said. He nodded at the slain Shepherd. “Sergeant Razer caught on to them right quick, led her team straight to the bastards. Whatever they’ve got, it don’t block a dog’s nose. ” Zoroiwchak nodded, then sighed. “Let’s let these boys lie in peace. ” Michaels gave a silent nod to the fallen Marines, paying his final respects. They weren’t his men, all of Second Battalion had been moved back to Tolkien, but they were still Marines. “Do we have any idea what their objectives were? ” Zoroiwchak asked as he stepped out of the tent, followed closely by his aide and the rest of the party. “Not for sure, no, ” Mayhew said. “Nothing has been identified as missing, and they hadn’t gotten very far into the camp before Razer led Corporal Ramirez and Corporal Goldberg right to them. ” “We swept the camp for anything they might have left behind, ” Donalds said, “Even got a couple of the goat-cat wizards to come over and scan for anything they might have deployed, came up with nothing. ” “They were probably doing recon, ” Michaels said. “That’s what we figured, too, ” Mayhew nodded. “Well, now they know we’re vulnerable, ” Miller said. “And it cost us three Marines and a dog, and five more injured to tell them that. ” Their conversation was interrupted by the ringing of a cellphone. Tolkien was close enough to the portal to get regular cell signal, and repeaters had been set up to provide signal inside FOB Williams, though it was still spotty in some portions of the base. Zoroiwchak’s aide, a young lieutenant, pulled the phone out of his pocket and answered it. After a brief conversation, his eyebrows shot up, and he held the phone out. “Sir, you need to take this. ” Zoroiwchak raised an eyebrow and took the phone. “General Zoroiwchak. Sir. … Shit. Aye, sir. Yes, sir. I concur, sir. Yes, sir, we can make that happen. No sir. Will they need support? Aye, sir. I’ll have units standing by just in case. We’ll get it locked down, sir. ” He hung up the phone, handing it back to his aide. “Anders, get Miramar on the horn, tell them to pull half the stockpile we raided from the elves and make it ready for immediate delivery. ” He turned to Mayhew. “Send a message to the keshmin that we need more of those disruptor shitasses ASAP, and that they can have as many of the mana crystals we liberated from the elves as they need to make them. We need a solid perimeter around Williams and Tolkien with no gaps. ” He turned back to his aide “Clemson, get on the horn with the MWD commanders, tell them we need a continuous patrol around both perimeters. We need every dog that can be spared sent to the front for patrols, and we need them here yesterday. ” “What happened? ” Michaels asked. He scowled. “One of the bastards slipped through to Earth. ” “Shit. ” “How bad is it? ” Mayhew asked. “He murdered a family and was camping in their house. County Sheriffs were sent to check on the family this morning, and he killed one of the deputies before getting away. ” “Has it hit the media yet? ” Miller asked. “Not yet, but they’re already standing up a state-wide manhunt, and every three-letter agency between San Diego and DC is throwing their hat in the ring. It’s not going to stay quiet for long. ” “Fucking hell. ” “Yeah. ” Zoroiwchak shook his head. “We need to get on top of this clusterfuck. This magic bullshit they have is one hell of an advantage. Getting some kind of augment integration with the keshmin wizards just took on a whole new priority, and so did figuring out whether or not any of us can play with magic. ” “Are the Berkley boys ready? The artificer my Marines adopted cleared medical, and we sent him Earth-side yesterday for more scans after he volunteered to share his medical data. ” “Yeah, I saw your brief on that. I’ll get on the horn with Berkley and make sure they step up the pace. When is the wizard team supposed to show up? ” “They’re selecting their artificers now. They’re supposed to arrive on Tuesday. ” “Good. Get them sorted and start training hard. This new shitstorm is going to have us on lockdown for a bit, but General Langstrom’s offensive is aggressive enough as it is. Once we’re sure our balls are covered, there’s going to be a huge demand for hell to pay. ” “No doubt, sir. ” He looked as his aide answered another call. “I’ve gotta go deal with this fuck show. Your boys did good the other day, but there job’s not done. Make sure they’re squared and ready to rumble come Tuesday. 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I can complain about everything. ” “Yeah, well, I’d like to complain about your mom, ” Gomez said. “Hey, my mother is a nice lady! She works very hard every night at Goldfingers. ” Kimber laugh

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She immediately knew what had happened, subtlety is not a skill I possess even on my best days. I think it may be when I levitated, shooting to the ceiling, howling in pain that she got her first hint that something was wrong. She was mortified, I was in agony, and the shitshow had just begun. I untucked my shirt to cover the obvious injury, and wiped my tears. It was hard travel across the great prairies of the parking lot. I heard they lost five good men, and at one point had to start eating the horses to survive. But eventually, months later, her parents finally made it to the car. The first battle was the parking lo
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