Well, got woozy today and didn't feel
my best, seems like I'm not perfectly used to this medication. But we
did go to the bookstore yesterday(it was part of all the mothers day
shenanigans and such) and out to lunch and I was hanging out with my
friend and possibly the exertion from all that contributed to be
lapsing back a little into the side effects today, though I'm not
really sure. Who knows, medication is really weird. (If biology was
simple we wouldn't be having these problems after all)
I had a lot fun reading a Megaman comic
I got from said bookstore today. (Ah, good old Megaman, one of my
best childhood friends from the other side of a screen.) The story
was very well written and the characters interesting. The plot was
simple, evil robots from space want to destroy the world. Megaman(a
hero robot) has to work with his usual nemesis Dr. Wily(Mad Scientist
who wants to take over the world) to stop them. Though the best
characters are really Dr. Wily's robot minions. He's got many
different minions, two specific examples are ones called Shadowman(A
Ninja) and Shademan(Vampire robot that doesn't have a Dracula accent
or personality, he's just a wonderfully snide upperclass guy) The
minions in the story are amazingly entertaining especially those
two(You wouldn't believe how hilarious a snide guy in the same room
as a ninja is, yet how heartfelt it can be in certain moments) The
minions bicker, joke, comment, panic mourn, smile, and so much more.
Megaman's an awesome hero, and very well written but the minions were
probably the best part of the comic. This comic was a wonderful
demonstration of just how important side characters are in a story. I
learned from it.
Alexander's Choice
“And so it finally it happens.”
the gigantic black dragon said with a puff of smoke, “Alexander The
Grand the greatest knight in all the lands meets me, Goor the
Neverending Flame the most powerful and feared dragon in all the
lands.”
“And the taming will begin.”
Alexander drew his blade, the legendary Loridor. It was a blade
enchanted with incredible powers.
“Ah yes, the taming,” Goor
replied, “where the knight and dragon fight. Where there are four
possible out comes. The knight is killed. The knight flees, as the
dragons always allow him to do. The dragon is killed. Or the dragon
surrenders, and is 'tamed' to be your steed.”
“Well, dragon, there are only two
possible outcomes in this battle, Loridor is so powerful it has
allowed me to kill any dragon with a single blow! I have never lost a
single battle! I am invincible with it!” Alexander proclaimed. It
was true he had never lost a battle. When his reputation spread some
dragons surrendered as soon as they saw him draw his blade.
“Ah, but you are not as invincible
as you may think. I am Goor. Though your blade is powerful I am even
in power with it. Our chances of our victory would be equal. Our
battle would be like flipping a coin.” It took a minute for the
reality of the statement to wriggle into Alexander's brain.
“I must concede to your statement as
dragons cannot lie.” Alexander looked at Loridor. He was full of
disappointment and rage, he had relied on it as much as his own two
legs when fighting.
“Alexander The Grand. I must ask you
one thing.” Goor said while looking straight into Alexander's eyes.
“What is it?” Alexander asked.
Alexander started getting confused. The tone of the dragon, though
stern had also gotten causal and friendly in an odd way.
“If you were me, what would you do
right now? Would you surrender or would you fight?”
“What?” Alexander just froze like
he had been hit by a paralysis spell.
“If you were me, what would you do
right now? Would you surrender or would you fight?”
Alexander started to run the question
through the deepest parts of his mind. He thought if he fought he
would have a fifty percent chance of living, the pros and cons of
that are simple to understand. Surrendering is simple too, he'd just
be fleeing home back to his family. Then he remembered that is what
would happen if he were the knight. The dragon becomes the steed. He
then thought of a horse. A horse's life isn't too bad. It eats and
gets rode as long as its in good condition. He realized he was
steering himself away from the dragon's perspective again. Was he
subconsciously trying to avoid putting himself in the dragon's
position? Horses didn't have the self awareness that dragon's did.
Dragon's also understood every word a knight said as it rode it. They
knew their exact position in society and what they didn't have and
what the knights had. Alexander also thought of the fact that dragons
also understood the concept of honor. And when they surrendered they
would know that they would have lost it. He also remembered the fact
that dragons were often stabled alone in barns because of their large
size, mostly isolated from their own kind, a luxury even horses had.
“I would surrender.” Alexander
told the truth. Fifty-fifty odds weren't good enough. Even with all
of that as a consequences. Alexander's victories had been guaranteed
by his blade in all his previous fights. In reality he was not a man
who would fight, in fact, the sword is actually what granted him his
swordsmanship ability and his physical ability, without it he
couldn't even slay an angry sheep. He feared death just as much as
anyone else, in actuality even more than most, at heart he truly was
no great warrior.
“Then I shall do exactly as you
would.” Goor said as he approached Alexander then laid on his side
exposing his gut. This is how dragons surrendered as it left them
completely open. “I surrender Master. And let my service as your
steed be a constant reminder of your choice and its consequences. It
will also make you understand the experience of all other dragons you
have 'tamed' and the experience of all the dragons other knights have
'tamed'. And the reason why some dragons have chosen not to be
tamed.” Goor then coughed a puff of thick smoke, “Now Master
where would you like your steed to take you first? Perhaps to a
nearby tavern so you may recount your tale of taming me, Goor the
Neverending Flame, to your fellow knights?”
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