Our War Game

The world won't stop spinning, even when justice dies.

Public Apology

Hello friends. I would like to take a few moments to apologize to you. Sometimes I speak in an insulting or sarcastic way. I have done this for a while, normally with wit and cleverness for the sake of being humorous, or I have done so in hopes to motivate someone.

I found an effective way to help some people improve was to yell at them or ridicule them. Personally, this is how I improved. The drive to prove my coaches wrong, when in the end it was a facade they used to help me.

However today I hurt the feelings of someone who means a lot to me, and I’ve done it several times in the past too. That person blames themself, saying they are “too sensitive,” but that’s not completely true. The truth is, I’m just an asshole, and I’m sorry.

So if I ever offended you with something I said, or if I ridiculed you, please know I didn’t mean it, and it was intended to be a joke. I understand words have power, and if I caused you any pain I am truly sorry.

I’m tired of apologies, and I’m tired of hurting people unintentionally with words I could simply phrase less bluntly or less insultingly. If you are bothered by something I say, just tell me. I’ll try to be more considerate either way though.

Okamoto: I have dedicated my life to the art of losing beautifully.
Akagi: Losing… Beautifully?
Okamoto: That’s right! Evil must always be powerful! In death it must always be beautiful. That’s how you make the heroes even greater!

Okamoto: I have dedicated my life to the art of losing beautifully.


Akagi: Losing… Beautifully?


Okamoto: That’s right! Evil must always be powerful! In death it must always be beautiful. That’s how you make the heroes even greater!

Dating Advice from Kyoryu Cyan, by Anon. “Souji my young friend! I have heard you are having a bit of a challenge with a friend who is a girl! Would you like some help from your well learned mentor figure?”
Souji continued his swing repetitions, breathing heavily, face flushed as he brought the sword down over and over with powerful swings. His ears grew pink to match his cheeks at the sound of Ramirez’s jolly voice. “No thank you…Mr. Ramirez…I’ve had…enough advice…for a while…” 
Souji had spent the last three days being tutored in “romance” by every other member of the team. From a bad boy makeover by Ian to lessons in stand-up comedy and the importance of facial hair by Nossan, Souji was pretty much certain he had destroyed any possible chance of pursuing Nao, the new transfer in his class. "Nonsense my boy! One can never hear enough about matters of a heart. Especially when they be hearing it from a true ladies man.” Ramirez stepped in front of Souji, his smile shining under that tangle of a beard like always. Bringing his sword down, Souji stepped aside to take a drink, resigning himself to another lecture. He could probably get out of actually doing anything Ramirez wanted at least, since he couldn’t actually be grabbed and jammed into a ridiculous ceremonial garb Utchy had found god only knows where.“No, I do not know what the others have been telling you so far, but I am sure they have talked to you of the importance of grooming them before you offer, yes?” Souji was dumbfounded for a moment. The ancient warrior’s dialect could be a bit hard to follow at times, but this was more nonsensical than usual.
“Uh…Ian and Utsusemimaru already talked about proper attire. It didn’t turn out that well.” How Ian survived in all that black leather still baffled him.


“HA HA HA My boy! Not YOUR appearance! The appearance of the goats!”


“…I’m sorry, Mr. Ramirez?” The permanent smile on the giant’s face faltered for a moment. “You are serious? You mean you have not offered any goats to the girl or the family? Not even a kid?”

Souji collapsed onto a bench against the wall, wiping away sweat with a towel. “Why would I give anyone goats?” He regretted the question as soon as he asked it.

“Oh my boy, goats are the most greatest beast of our age! They are hardy creatures, able to both work and provide delicious milk for a growing family! I must say, the lack of goat cheese in your modern world has been a great disappointment to me.” He shook his head with a sigh, remembering the glory of goat cheese wheels gone by.



“But we are talking of you now! My boy, an offering of goats to a lady and her father shows you are a strong provider. It is of no wonder that she has rejected the advances of a man that cannot present even a single goat. You look a child! Not a warrior!” Ramirez sat next to the exhausted boy, throwing an ethereal arm around his shoulders. Souji couldn’t tell if ghosts actually smelled like vagabonds or if he was just imagining it, but he had never had a particularly active imagination.

“I think the world has changed more than you think, Mr. Ramirez. No one really gives…goats…to anyone today.”

“NONSENSE! The majesty of a magnificent goat is a no time value! I am certain if you would speak to your father, he would proudly speak of presenting a well brushed goat and delicious circles of cheese to your grandfather when asking your mother’s hand in marriage. Why, I remember the joy on my own wife’s face as I led a parade of goats down the path to her family farm at sunrise. Partnering with Ankydon was the second most proudest moment of my life, defeated only by the blessing of her father when he tasted the cheese of my goats. That was the day I truly became a man.” Souji was tugged into the large man as he brushed a single glistening tear from his eye. Riding home with his bride to be in their goat drawn carriage was among his most treasured memories.

Dating Advice from Kyoryu Cyan, by Anon.
“Souji my young friend! I have heard you are having a bit of a challenge with a friend who is a girl! Would you like some help from your well learned mentor figure?”

Souji continued his swing repetitions, breathing heavily, face flushed as he brought the sword down over and over with powerful swings. His ears grew pink to match his cheeks at the sound of Ramirez’s jolly voice.
“No thank you…Mr. Ramirez…I’ve had…enough advice…for a while…”

Souji had spent the last three days being tutored in “romance” by every other member of the team. From a bad boy makeover by Ian to lessons in stand-up comedy and the importance of facial hair by Nossan, Souji was pretty much certain he had destroyed any possible chance of pursuing Nao, the new transfer in his class.

"Nonsense my boy! One can never hear enough about matters of a heart. Especially when they be hearing it from a true ladies man.” Ramirez stepped in front of Souji, his smile shining under that tangle of a beard like always. Bringing his sword down, Souji stepped aside to take a drink, resigning himself to another lecture. He could probably get out of actually doing anything Ramirez wanted at least, since he couldn’t actually be grabbed and jammed into a ridiculous ceremonial garb Utchy had found god only knows where.

“No, I do not know what the others have been telling you so far, but I am sure they have talked to you of the importance of grooming them before you offer, yes?” Souji was dumbfounded for a moment. The ancient warrior’s dialect could be a bit hard to follow at times, but this was more nonsensical than usual.

“Uh…Ian and Utsusemimaru already talked about proper attire. It didn’t turn out that well.” How Ian survived in all that black leather still baffled him.

“HA HA HA My boy! Not YOUR appearance! The appearance of the goats!”

“…I’m sorry, Mr. Ramirez?” The permanent smile on the giant’s face faltered for a moment. “You are serious? You mean you have not offered any goats to the girl or the family? Not even a kid?”


Souji collapsed onto a bench against the wall, wiping away sweat with a towel. “Why would I give anyone goats?” He regretted the question as soon as he asked it.


“Oh my boy, goats are the most greatest beast of our age! They are hardy creatures, able to both work and provide delicious milk for a growing family! I must say, the lack of goat cheese in your modern world has been a great disappointment to me.” He shook his head with a sigh, remembering the glory of goat cheese wheels gone by.

“But we are talking of you now! My boy, an offering of goats to a lady and her father shows you are a strong provider. It is of no wonder that she has rejected the advances of a man that cannot present even a single goat. You look a child! Not a warrior!” Ramirez sat next to the exhausted boy, throwing an ethereal arm around his shoulders. Souji couldn’t tell if ghosts actually smelled like vagabonds or if he was just imagining it, but he had never had a particularly active imagination.


“I think the world has changed more than you think, Mr. Ramirez. No one really gives…goats…to anyone today.”

“NONSENSE! The majesty of a magnificent goat is a no time value! I am certain if you would speak to your father, he would proudly speak of presenting a well brushed goat and delicious circles of cheese to your grandfather when asking your mother’s hand in marriage. Why, I remember the joy on my own wife’s face as I led a parade of goats down the path to her family farm at sunrise. Partnering with Ankydon was the second most proudest moment of my life, defeated only by the blessing of her father when he tasted the cheese of my goats. That was the day I truly became a man.” Souji was tugged into the large man as he brushed a single glistening tear from his eye. Riding home with his bride to be in their goat drawn carriage was among his most treasured memories.

Other people must be destroyed. In order that I might truly face the sun, the world itself must be destroyed.

—Yukio Mishima (1925 –1970), ‘The Temple of the Golden Pavilion’ (via fourfolds)

nipponhero:

“This mask…is the only thing that can hide all my scars…and all of my rage!!”-Hongo Takeshi (KAMEN RIDER ICHIGO)

nipponhero:

“This mask…is the only thing that can hide all my scars…and all of my rage!!”
-Hongo Takeshi (KAMEN RIDER ICHIGO)

"That’s right… My name is Wizard! As long as Kamen Riders exist, we won’t allow anyone to fall to despair. We are… Kamen Riders!"

"That’s right… My name is Wizard! As long as Kamen Riders exist, we won’t allow anyone to fall to despair. We are… Kamen Riders!"

We do not hold the belief that this earth is a realm of misery where man is doomed to destruction. We do not think that tragedy is our natural fate and we do not live in chronic dread of disaster. We do not expect disaster until we have specific reason to expect it - and when we encounter it, we are free to fight it. It is not happiness, but suffering that we consider unnatural. It is not success, but calamity that we regard as the abnormal exception in human life.

We do not hold the belief that this earth is a realm of misery where man is doomed to destruction. We do not think that tragedy is our natural fate and we do not live in chronic dread of disaster. We do not expect disaster until we have specific reason to expect it - and when we encounter it, we are free to fight it. It is not happiness, but suffering that we consider unnatural. It is not success, but calamity that we regard as the abnormal exception in human life.

Thirty four years ago, April 7, 1979, something really incredible was born. Happy Birthday, Gundam Rising.

Thirty four years ago, April 7, 1979, something really incredible was born. Happy Birthday, Gundam Rising.

“An ugliness unfurled in the moonlight and soft shadow and suffused the whole world. If I were an amoeba, he thought, with an infinitesimal body, I could defeat ugliness. A man isn’t tiny or giant enough to defeat anything.” - Yukio Mishima

“An ugliness unfurled in the moonlight and soft shadow and suffused the whole world. If I were an amoeba, he thought, with an infinitesimal body, I could defeat ugliness. A man isn’t tiny or giant enough to defeat anything.” - Yukio Mishima

There are times when we let life dictate to us. That is dead living. We should all be directing our lives. Steering our lives. Our lives should not be steering us.
There are times when we let life dictate to us. That is dead living. We should all be directing our lives. Steering our lives. Our lives should not be steering us.