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Undead Men Tell an Abundance of Tales

Well, well, well.


Clearly, I have not blogged for a while. Clearly. 
I've decided to do so now, at this point in time, that is if this write-up ever gets published to Blogger. 

Anyway, moving along swiftly now.
I've also realized that I need to do two things, well, to address two things. Firstly, I need to update my personal situation. As many things have changed. And secondly, I need to create a portal of such, a place to put all the links to all the places at which I am able to be found at and such of the like.


Until then.
Good bye, comrades.
This has been you're beloved Korn.
Toodle pip.

Sixth Of December Update

*Datapad message opened*

<Hail onto the Emperor. This is a report, as of request, from he's highness himself on the situation of one current affair to the greatest of concerns of the state of the Union Empire. 5/12/2001ABY, Expansion Region, Ghost Nebula, Umbara system, Umbara. GC: P-10. The Umabarese Civil War reached climax around 1400 hours, the Eastern First Front lead by a mysterious and anonymous warlord captured the capital settlement, Doore, later claiming victory and uniting the planet under there banner. 6/12/2001ABY The new, united Umbarese nation occupy their spacial territory with small craft, perhaps a defence pointing to our border line. As all informed would know, this endangers the Third Fleet's placement to roam. I can only suggest that we have a diplomatic envoy test the waters 

-Grand Advisor Governor Tredek, under your command always. >

*Datapad closed*

On The Fourth Day Of December.

Not much happened. 


At all.
In the slightest.
Ah.
But I did get a Lego Viking.
That was pretty neat.


I've been ignoring this fine blogging establishment in recent days.
Perhaps I should not.
Perhaps I should continue to try to blog more.
Or I should not?
I'm not sure.


I'll update you all on the rebel Infidel faction.
They seem to be based in the occupied zone in western Hutt Space, I have reasons to believe that they may be funded by the Hutt Cartel.
They were forced out of Nar Shaddaa after it was annexed to the Union Empire.
Possibly to Zisia, in the unoccupied east of the region.
Investigations continue.


...OVER..   

Operation Sweepstake Day2

Rebel Scientist Captured.

Professor Zamrichk Fredder, a long time Anti-Union Empire rebellious sympathiser was apprehended by Commandos during a raid on an insurgent swamp camp. This all but confirms suspicions that Professor Fredder has been working with the rebels.

Fredder knows things, things about their plans, the camp that was destroyed by missile fire yesterday was home to some kind of laser artillery cannon. They were clearly going to try to launch attack at Union garrisons in the region as there is clear targets.

The mountains and swamplands are filled with insubordinates.  At all costs, I must not lose any more control of the area. For the time being raids like that are paying-off, useful for now. Over running their stations in and around Toydaria is vital.  

Operation Sweepstake Day1

Operation Sweepstake was a success.


<The rebels now know that their actions will no longer go unnoticed. A Dire Wolf Missile, exosphere-to-land, hit a rebel camp followed by a deployment of specialist frogmen into the lower swamps, scouts, hunters. Track down and eliminate tactically stationed scum. Clear landing to a suspected base. The climax of the mission.> 

On The Verge Of War

On the verge of warfare again?


It seems...
I find myself forced to deploy troops into battle again, in order to combat insurgents operating in the lower frontiers of Union Empire. I have tolerated their Guerilla ways for long enough, it is now that they question me in more explosive ways. Surely I must have to rid them of activity quickly, I plan to.


Emperor 1st Infantry And Special Operations Legion and 2nd Armour Legion Of The Eagle are to be sent to the swamp mountains of Toydaria as part of Operation Sweepstake.

Time Spent Wasted In Meetings.

Yes. Time is wasted in meetings.


Especially when you already know exactly what your doing and there is no need at all for the debating, arguing and advice what so ever but its not like they are going to stop the nonsense any time soon and it would seem pointless to call an end for foresight of the fact that, that indeed might just make the situation worse so you ought to just let them shout and bawl and let yourself simply travel to a distant state, most likely thoughts of something far more important.


Perhaps the thoughts of rest, as I do so very often. I've grown restless in mind and physically somehow too, not sure how or why.


But I digress, that's irrelevant. Partly. Why does any thing here need to have any kind of relevance.  


Bah.

Lets All Fly To Mars.

Oh.

Of course.

Everyone knows that would be a hard task right?

Especially with the technology and lack of drive to do any sort of job on Earth.

Yesh.

Wish I could go fly to Mars.

I'd take everyone (excluding a couple, of course) there with me.

Because I'm nice like that.

Aren't I?

Say yes.

Please?

For me?

DO IT FOR ME. 

OH YEAH LIKE THAT, BABY.

OHHH YEAH!

OHH YEAH!

Anyway.

Err.

Got carried away there, did I not.

Well, ROCKET SHIP TO MARS.

Should not be hard. 

Would need to get a rocket ship first.

Le sigh.

That could be hard.

Oh the depression that follows. 

Let's All Get High.

Did you all here that correct and proper?
I hope you did.
'Cause there is not a change in hell that I am repeating it.
'Cause I hate repeating things.


It ticks me off. 
Big time.


I hate when people don't listen.


But I digress, on to another proper topic.


ACID TRIP TIME.

Trippy. Huh? I think it is.

You'd Be Mistaken For Thinking I'm Drunk Right now.

You know what?

I kinda am.

Kinda.

Just a bit.

But not much.

You know what else?

I like old memes.

If that's not apparent enough.

If its not I don't know How I can make it more obvious.

I'll list some In Soviet Russia jokes.

IN SOVIET RUSSIA... REMOTE CONTROLS YOU!

IN SOVIET RUSSIA...THIS CAN'T TOUCH YOU!

Anyway.

I was listening to music like.

And then a Nickleback song came on.

And I almost popped my eyes out.

Ashamed with myself perhaps.

I let it play for forty seconds perhaps.

And then enough was enough.

I skipped it.

This is bleak.

                                                  

The Legend Of Techno-Viking Part Two

It has been noted that the Techno-Viking does not indeed die like a normal being, he is of course not a normal being, he is, as the title suggests, a legend.


He can not die. He simply takes control of another body, another physical model for himself. The Techno-Viking is in actual fact hundreds if not thousands of years old, well the spirit of the Techno-Viking dates back even farther, he's an aspect of the average Human.  


Through out the many ages, Techno-Viking has taken the body of many worthy individuals. It is be certain that only the greatest could portray the Techno-Viking from inside.


Surely one would have to beg the question of who exactly rules the Ninja people, someone with extreme power it would be. Yes, the only problem being that the leader of the Ninjas has never revealed him or herself to the public, not even the highest of most prestige decorated Ninja elites are bestowed the information of the true Ninja King, his warriors know him only as... 

  

Oh no.

OH NO!

Oh no really?

Oh yes really?

But oh shit.

This is not about yes.

Like everything I do.

This is about no.

I could say I love no.

But I hate it, sorely.

So much so that I use it to much.

I ought to ramble about yes me.

But, this is just an update.

Techno-Viking ramble coming tomorrow or Saturday.

So keep your uses peeled. 

But not really peeled.

That would hurt.

In the mean time. 

Go get yourself a Happy Meal of yes.

And be happy. 

NOW DAM IT!

Dude No....

Dude No....
Yeah? Yeah right? Its not right!
So dude, say no.
Yeah I know, he already said no.
I think he really wanted to say yes.
But he said no and that's what really counts.
Or at least one would be believe.
The Dude's mind is always open.
But he makes his decisions.
And this time he said no.


What the hell did he say no to.

In All Seriousness.

In all seriousness.....I mean....Wait, this can't be right. No, its not, no seriousness. I loath seriousness, hate it absolute.

My full life is seriousness, and I rather hate it to be truthful. Apart from this silly little blog. Silly, silly, silly and that's why I love it to much, all to much.

Its there to show you all how deranged my mind has become, its went to mush, really.

The Legend Of Techno-Viking

All hail the Techno-Viking?

Many do, oh yes indeed. The Techno-Viking rules a vast empire with his titanium fist.

His subjects have only to choices, obey the awesome power of the Techno-Viking or be destroyed by that very might. He is indeed a cult of personality, one can not be inspired by his ways, leading the charge though the wilderness route and into an enemy metropolis to lay siege, his men, his compact legion of solders ride on only the greatest black bears, brandishing red-tipped spears. The archers fire arrows with un-shaped heads. Nothing stands in his way without being pulverised.

All apart from his greatest enemy however. The shadow lurking Ninja people of Rakubandus 5. Their tactics, so agonisingly fool proof that even a mind like that of the Techno-Viking can't rip apart. They appear out of nowhere, striking camps at lighting-fast speed and then vanishing again, back into the shadows. The Ninjas take apart the realm of the Techno-Viking, slowly but surely pulling him into his black demise. 

It is unclear when this immense struggle between the Techno-Viking and the Ninjas will end, sometime in the next century one would hope. As the Techno-Norse empire closes on the Ninja people's homeworld, they continue to break the necessary barriers that are in place to stop the downfall of the Techno-Viking, as sturdy and strong as they are. Everyday a new barbarous, bloody battle between the two takes place. 

All you can know for sure is that, it will end, sometime. And there will be a clear victor. This may or not be continued as the war progresses. 

Welcome to October

I welcome you all to October




I would like to welcome you all to my favourite Earth month.
October. I mean, is it not wonderful? No, its fantastic. Man, I love October.


Not just because of Halloween, and that's a woot too.


But because it sounds great too. Occ-to-ber

• Dr. Octopus
• Today
• Beer.

Drinking beer today with Dr. Octopus?


And that makes it all the better, no? Well I think it does. So you should, because I'm better than you and I'm always right! Har, har. Okay, maybe I am not always right but I am right about this. I am certain. October is awesome.


What the hell do I need to do to convince you doubters that October rules? 
Honestly, you should tell me. I may be able to do it.

The Religion Of Hynotoadism

'Der is a religion on Earth, with about six billion followers.


The only thing is that the followers don't know they are following. They are secret followers, from only in their deepest darkest areas in their Human minds do they adhere to such an unusual and different faith.


This being the faith of Hynotoadism. They worship the God, Hypnotoad.




As soon as they see the very image of the Hynotoad, they automatically bow down and pray to him, lost in hypnotic trance.


The truth of the Hynotoad. I have discovered....


That the Hynotoad is indeed only metaphysically actual. One can only look an image of him of course, only an image.


An image like this one.

    ALL PRAISES TO THE HYPNOTOAD

Curousity Raptor Killed The Cat

The Curious Raptor?


It is he that roams this very celestial plane, just wandering about, looking for something to ponder over something wonderful and interesting. 


And that is all The Curious Raptor does, for it is all he can. He is a thinker. He can only but think about things of such greatness. 


He has no way of physically interacting with the outside world, outside of the thinker's bubble that shields him from all else. 


Nobody knows if he really wants to take part in the trivialities of normal life for sure, or if he is content being curious and puzzled. 


Many of Earth finest(talk show hosts) has tried to contact The Curious Raptor...All have failed. For their curiosity was the end of them.


The Curiousness of the talk show hosts curiosity about the curiosity of The Curious Raptor lead to their untimely demises. 

If You Think About It

I think about it.

Yes, I finally thought about it
It takes a darned well time to come together over the thinking chair and think long and hard about such an epically challenging inquest of the mind, I have been informed warningly that many have lost their very well inner most sanity while debating it inside their selves. 


Yes. This is serious business. For the most serious of folks, like myself of course.


Oh, but you want to know the question? Oh do you now? Yes I believe so that you do, therefore I may as well give you an answer to YOUR question......

                                And the answer being?