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2011-04-18T22:17:00.000-07:00

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V for Vendetta

2011-02-23T21:52:00.000-08:00

In the near future, Britain is ruled by a totalitarian government under the fascist Norsefire party. Evey Hammond, a young woman who works at the state-run British Television Network, is rescued from an attempted rape perpetrated by members of the secret police by a Guy Fawkes-masked vigilante known as "V". He leads her to a rooftop to watch his destruction of the Old Bailey. Norsefire tries to explain away the incident as a controlled demolition, claiming the building was no longer structurally sound, but V takes over the state television broadcast the next day, exposing the lie. He urges the people of Britain to rise up against the oppressive government and meet him in one year, on 5 November, outside the Houses of Parliament, which he promises to destroy. Evey helps V to escape, but is knocked out in the process.

V brings Evey to his lair, where she is told that she must stay in hiding until the 5th of November, in the following year for her own safety. Upon learning that V is killing government officials, she escapes to the home of one of her superiors, Gordon Dietrich (Stephen Fry). Dietrich has a comedy TV show and one night he satirises the government. The secret police raid Dietrich's home, capturing him and Evey. She is incarcerated and tortured for days for information about V. She finds solace in notes seemingly written some years earlier by another prisoner, an actress named Valerie Page, who was arrested for being a lesbian. Finally, Evey is told that she will be executed immediately unless she reveals V's location. An exhausted but defiant Evey says she would rather die, and is released. Evey discovers that she has been in V's lair all along, and that her imprisonment was staged to free her from her fears. The notes were real, but they were passed to V when he was similarly imprisoned. Although Evey initially hates V for what he did to her, she realizes she now feels stronger and free in spirit. She leaves him with a promise to return before 5 November.

Inspector Finch, Scotland Yard's chief of police, learns how Norsefire came to power and about V's origins in the course of his investigation. Fourteen years earlier, the United States had collapsed, the victim of its own accidentally unleashed bio-weapon. Britain suffered in the resulting chaos. Norsefire led a reactionary purge to restore order during which "enemies of the state" frequently disappeared. The country was divided over the loss of freedom until a coordinated bio-terrorist attack upon a school, a water treatment plant and a subway station resulted in mass casualties. The fear generated by the attack allowed Norsefire to win the next election, thereafter silencing all opposition and turning Britain into a totalitarian state under High Chancellor Adam Sutler. A cure for the virus used in the bio-terrorist attack was later unveiled by a pharmaceutical company with ties to Norsefire. Finch comes to realize that Sutler and his now security chief, Peter Creedy, engineered the catastrophe to gain power. The virus was developed through deadly experimentation on "social deviants" and political dissidentsat a detention center in Larkhill where V had been detained with Valerie Page. Unlike the rest of the doomed prisoners, V gained heightened abilities and managed to escape when the center was destroyed.

As 5 November nears, V's various schemes cause chaos in Britain and the population grows more hostile towards Norsefire. V organizes the free public distribution of at least 100,000 Guy Fawkes masks. On the eve of 5 November Evey visits V, who shows her a train in the abandoned London Underground which he has filled with explosives to destroy Parliament. He leaves it up to Evey whether to use it, believing that he is unfit to decide. V then leaves to meet Creedy, who had made a deal with V to hand over Sutler in exchange for V's surrender. Creedy kills Sutler in front of V, but V refuses to surrender and is shot multiple times by Creedy's praetorian guard. V survives due in part to his concealed armour breastplate, and kills Creedy and his men. Mortally wounded, V returns to Evey to thank her, and dies in her arms.

As Evey places V's body in the train, she is found by Finch. Having learned much about the corruption of the Norsefire regime, Finch allows Evey to send the train on its way. Thousands of Londoners, all wearing the Guy Fawkes masks but unarmed, march on Parliament to watch the event. Because Sutler and Creedy are dead and unable to give orders, the military stands down in the face of a civil rebellion. Parliament is destroyed as Evey and Finch look on, giving V a Viking funeral.

source: Wikipedia

Temple Square Mission!

2011-02-20T13:50:00.000-08:00

YES! My sister will serve her mission at Temple Square and everyone are excited for her. And i will be updating you guys about her TS Mission. :)

A Poem of Love

2011-02-17T15:13:00.000-08:00

A Poem of Love

by Elizha

i pray for someone like you

who will always stay,

with love and passion

that no one can pay.

who will always treasure

yesterday and today,

who will conquer all

and live with me in any way.

with touches and kisses

and life we will always share,

to be with you is all i care.

to lay in your arms so sweet, so fair

embrace me with strength

and not despair.

with the smile in your face

you simply take my breath away

and when you whisper to my ears,

I LOVE YOU.... is all i can say

ps.. i miss you baby and happy birthday!

This is a poem i wrote 2 years ago, and photo took by Ms. Jj dela Cruz a good friend of mine. :)

INCEPTION

2011-02-16T15:58:00.000-08:00

"You're waiting for a train. A train that will take you far away.You can't be sure where it will take you. But it doesn't matter..."

When i was in Philippines, my fiancé told me that they are watching this film called "Inception" then at the back of my mind was "you alrite that sounds boring". He even told me that he is going to watch it again with me and i was like, meh whatever. I was in a plane when I saw this film on the selection for the movie and i was a little bit curious about it so i was temped to watch it. And this movie blow me out, its just really amazing. And so there you go, i highly recommend this movie to you.

From America with Love

2011-02-16T15:42:00.000-08:00

I received a wonderful gift from my super bebot in America named Andrea Nicole Shimchick. It's a letter, necklace and peeps with love. And I'm buying random stuff for her, and will send her this as soon as i got everything i want to give her. She's is really so sweey, i wasn't expecting it even though she told me that she's sending me something. Here's a pictures:

Back down under and the Ring

2011-02-16T14:45:00.000-08:00

I am back to Australia and guess what? I am getting married, my boyfriend proposed to me the same day i got here. I was really surprise coz im not expecting it. Well, iam expecting it but i actually didnt thought he will do it coz of my excitement to see him again. We don' have date yet for the wedding but probably lat May or early June. I will keep you guys posted on this big event of my life.

Back to Philippines

2010-09-14T02:42:00.001-07:00

2days more and I’ll b going home to Philippines, but I’ll b back after 3weeks (LOL). It’s mixed emotions. It’s a little sad coz I will miss my man, i’m a little scared coz of the plane, but I’m also excited coz I’m going to see my family and friends again. And after 16months, i will finally see my bestfriend who just came back from her New Zealand mission, i cant wait to catch up with her on Sunday.

We are driving to Canberra to Sydney and stay there overnight and also to celebrate our 2nd anniversary since I won’t be in Australia on that especial day. I want to be happy and not cry when I say bye to my loving man Rowan Charnock, coz I know I will soon see and will b in his arms again. I love u baby! xoxo

i LOVE Axl Rose

2010-07-02T18:47:00.000-07:00

W. Axl Rose (born William Bruce Rose; February 6, 1962 in Lafayette, Indiana) is an American musician, and the lead vocalist of hard rock band Guns N' Roses.

I love Axl coz he is so great with his songs from the success of GNR 1985-1984. And he performs hot in the stage, that every girl likes. :)

Early years (1962-1982)

Born as William Bruce Rose, Jr. in Lafayette, Indiana, as the only child to Sharon E. Lintner, then 16 years old, and William Bruce Rose, then 20 years old. Rose is predominantly of Scottish and German ancestry. In addition, one of his grandmothers was Polish. When Rose was two years old, his father abandoned his family. In 1965, Rose's mother met Stephen L. Bailey at a singles night at her church, and married him shortly after. She changed her son's name to William Bruce Bailey, using the surname of her new husband. He has two younger half-siblings – sister Amy and brother Stuart. Rose has stated that he and his siblings were often physically abused by Bailey. As a child, Rose believed that Bailey was his biological father. Rose stated in an interview with Rolling Stone magazine in April 1992, that during his childhood, he was made to believe that women and sexuality were evil and that due to the violent treatment of his mother by his stepfather he witnessed as an impressionable child, he had been led to think that domestic violence was normal in families.

The Bailey household was deeply religious, and Rose and his family having attended a Pentecostal church, where he was required to attend services three to eight times per week. He sang in church from the age of five, and also performed at services with his brother and sister in the "Bailey Trio". Rose was so involved with the church that he even taught Sunday School. In addition to singing in church, he also participated in his high school chorus and studied piano.

Rose speaks in the baritone register. He originally sang in the low baritone range in his choir, however his normal singing voice is tenor range. He can sing parts ranging from bass, to baritone, and to a high falsetto/soprano, and has several different recognized "voices" used in his songs. He has stated that he originally started to develop his range to confuse his chorus teacher in school.

He attended Jefferson High School in Lafayette. He dropped out of high school. At age 17, while going through papers in his parents' home, Rose learned of his biological father's existence and his own origins, and readopted his birth name, William Rose (although he was still legally William Bailey). He referred to himself as W. Rose only, however, as he did not wish to share a name with his biological father.

After discovering the truth of his background, Rose began "acting out" in earnest. He was in trouble numerous times with the police, and was arrested over twenty times on charges such as public drunkenness and assault. At age 16, he was kicked out of his house for not cutting his hair. At this age, Rose also met future Guns guitarist Izzy Stradlin in a driver's education class.The two bonded over their love of rock music and eventually started playing in bands together. Stradlin eventually left Rose, and Indiana, to go to Los Angeles and focus on music.

Lafayette authorities threatened to charge Rose as a habitual criminal in his late teenage years. When he was 17, on the advice of his lawyer, he left Indiana and began hitchhiking and taking buses across the country. Although he returned to Indiana to visit family from time to time, he left for good in December 1982 and moved to Los Angeles, accompanied by a girlfriend.

Rose eventually adopted the name W. Axl Rose ("Axl" after a band in which he once played), and set out to re-unite with Stradlin. Rose legally changed his name to "W. Axl Rose" in 1986,[10][18] and had the moniker tattooed on his arm., on the eve of Guns N' Roses signing with Geffen Records. According to author Stephen Davis, Rose tried to sign the contract "W. Axl Rose", but was legally unable to do so, since his legal name was still William Bailey. Rose then changed his name legally.

Guns N' Roses

2010-07-02T18:25:00.000-07:00

Guns N' Roses' mid-to-late 1980s and early 1990s years have been described by individuals in the music industry as the period in which "they brought forth a hedonistic rebelliousness and revived the punk attitude-driven hard rock scene, reminiscent of the early Rolling Stones.

My dad introduced me to GNR when i was around 5yrs old (year 1991). Since then I've been a die hard fan of the band. "Sweet Child o' Mine", is one of their biggest songs for me that i like so much then "November rain", "Patience", "Welcome to the jungle", "Night train", and "Don't Cry". I've been loving the old band mate from Axl Rose as lead vocalist, Izzy Stradlin as rhythm guitar, Slash as lead guitar, Duffy McKagan as bass, and Steven Adler as drums. Their songs is just kick ass.. From the vocals to the guitarist and drummer they really rocks.

2010-07-02T17:46:00.000-07:00

i love my man, rowan charnock and thats the most important. i love him so much, he is the best man evah. we are like cookies and cream coz together we'll make life sweet and beautiful. we r both fan of each other coz we love writing. he makes me smile when i'm mad, sometimes i'm making him do that tho. haha! i'm his bestfriend and he is my best bestfriend. we enjoy sitting on the seeshore watching water and seagulls. i make him yummy pasta, but the best thing is that, he eats whatever veggie food i cook for him. he always kissing me on my cheek and telling me how much he loves me, sometimes it's annoying but at the end it is rly sweet thats makes me realize how LUCKY i am to have him and how LUCKY he is he GOT

ME!! How it all started?? it's unbelievable.... and i'm loving it. ♥♥♥

Another new prophesy

2009-03-09T00:44:00.000-07:00

The Children of the Dead Have Not Learned

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The old mistake is made for gain,
The children waken father’s bane,
Those whose power does not wane,
The dark clouds now let loose the rain.

Wise words, the fool did not heed,
The old mistake is made for greed,.
Now many die for foul deed,
On fear the sleeper will now feed.

Their shadows now lie on all,
Curse is sprung from hidden hall,
Children’s empire will now fall,
Time has reached foreseen wall.

Silent scream is felt not heard,
The wolf is now among the herd,
All else now seems absurd,
Father’s gift is now his word.

By Rowan C.

~

Pretty creepy aye? I think that will give the reader the shivers when they read it in my book...
hehe I wrote that in about 8 minutes... im proud lol
:)

elizha says! my boyfriend wrote this and i'm proud of him! xx

Another prophesy from Rowan's first book!!!

2009-03-09T00:39:00.000-07:00

Another prophesy of my upcoming book!!! First chapter is in another blog

Enjoy!

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The Three of Souls
Ancient writing, meaning long lost
Whispers of frightening and terrible cost
Among Father's halls, in darkness will wait
The same trap, same horror and the same old bait
The Reader will see through endless time
A chance to stop the unforgivable crime
The 11 wait, hidden by age and stones
Ruling fate from their ancient thrones
The 11 give power, but take life
The galaxy stands on the edge of a knife
The Prophet sees through all ancient lies
The sleeper cannot hide from his watchful eyes

The hourglass of time long ago turned
The children of the dead have not learned
The sleeper wakes as the last sand falls
A silent scream is heard in forgotten halls
The Destroyer will set this world aflame
His move done, first of ancient game

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i like this one just as much as the first one! there is another in one of my blogs.
The first book will be called 'The Prophesy' and the series: 'The 11'.

By Rowan Charnock

Elizha says: Nice aye!!! =)

The entire first chapter from my boyfriend's book "The Prophesy" . =)

2009-03-08T23:46:00.000-07:00

From Rowan Charnock...

This is the first Chapter of my 1st book 'The Prophesy'. It is work in progress however. This is the first public appearance of a chapter of the book. Its also exclusive to Myspace the moment. The chapter itself may change slightly before publication.

- First book of 'The 11 Trilogy'
By Rowan Charnock

Chapter 1

The ship shuddered as it shot down through Menhir's atmosphere. Inside the dropship the air was warm and it smelled of sweat and fear. The team of 12 soldiers were being air lifted to the drop off point about 5 klicks south of the planet's largest city (Uras Kelf). Menhir was a mining planet relatively close to Earth but a long way from the major trading lanes. The planet was a good source of uranium and iron which were just below the surface, unfortunately, Menhir was also under attack.

The Human race was an important part of The Confederation. The Confederation was a collection of races living within this sector who had signed the Confederate Charter. The Confederation, its charter and member races were formed for the protection of the member races from themselves and other outside threats in the year 2346 AD. Its other purposes were to provide a place and system to handle arguments between member races, provide a peace keeping force and to distribute mining territory. It has gone through its wars and disasters but still exists 365 years later (in the year 2711 AD). However, 25 years ago a war erupted between the Human race and a race of methane breathers known as the Filaduun. The war was over a mining dispute that had escalated when Filaduun captured a planet deep within Human mining territory.

The Filaduun were the remnants of an extinct empire (known as Kolkun) that had existed not far from the Confederation. The Kolkun Empire had destroyed itself through civil war not long after the Confederation was formed, leaving the religious Filaduun refugees as the sole survivors. They had been a part of the Confederation until their war with the Human race, which had been brutally fought by both sides. Unfortunately, after 25 years, mankind had lost a lot of ground.

Brendon Scott opened his eyes. The ship hit more turbulence and shuddered again violently. The marine on his right looked very pale. He was obviously a rookie. Brendon might have felt sorry for him but when push came to shove, he hoped that marine would aim his rifle where he was told to and pull the trigger when people started dying. Looking around at the team, Brendon had some doubts…

Brendon was a professional however; he had thrown himself into mission after mission and had survived. After his wife and son had died when pirates had raided a commercial transport frigate he had had little to live for. He had come through it however and earned the respect of his peers and the call sign Juggernaut.

Brendon and the others were members of the United Star Systems Confederate Marine Corps (the USCMC) which formed the bulk of the Human Military. The USCMC fought the battles and manned the ships. It was a popular career choice among many humans as the military provides, as standard, genetic engineering to make its soldiers stronger, tougher, faster and even more intelligent than normal humans. Professional enhancements included heightening ones senses so that the marines could see further, hear better and have an improved sense of smell, taste and touch. Despite this however, the war was slowly being lost and the human race was becoming more desperate.

The ships comm. system buzzed: 'we are 30 klicks out, E.T.A. of about 5 minutes, good luck marines'. Brendon's visor slid down over one eye and came online. It showed the troop's health status, remaining ammunition and a number of other important readings that a soldier might need in combat. His armour felt heavy but he was grateful it was there. Above every seat a panel lowered allowing access to weaponry. He and the others unclipped and loaded the standard USCMC battlefield equipment including a CR-647 Ballistic Assault Rifle and the standard issue 12 shot pistol. The soldiers clipped their pistols, a few ammunition cartridges and some grenades to their ammo belts. The CR-647's automatically connected wirelessly to their visors allowing for greater accuracy. The comm. system buzzed again: 'alright Marines! Let's make ourselves proud.'

The rear door opened, Brendon and the others leapt onto the hard packed sand. Brendon looked up and got his first good look at the ugly scab of a world. There was no greenery that Brendon could see and the only plants were hardy dried shrubs. The sand was a yellow-brown colour and the light was slightly bluer than normal due to the system's small, hot, blue sun. The air was hot and dry and to the east a dust storm was brewing.

They had landed on the edge of a long flat plane with some rocky cliffs to their right. To the North there was a gradual rise that ended in a ridge not far from their position. Brendon was almost looking forward to this…

***

In the command nucleus of the lead Capital Class USCMC warship (dubbed 'The Spear of Vengeance') Lt. Colonel Ben Miller reviewed the computer screens with concern. Another set of screens showed the faces of other officers and combat intelligence crew. 'How many ships lost so far?' inquired an anxious Captain. '2 Frigates, 47 Gunships and about 97 Fighters' a Combat Intelligence operative immediately replied. Lt. Colonel Miller frowned, that was about half of their ships. A nearby explosion sent a shudder through the ship. 'We have about 1 platoon stationed around Uras Kelf' put in a Combat Intelligence man. The Colonel scratched his chin. He stood up. 'Alright people, here's the plan. When the Filaduun first hit us here, they took out the HAAS Gun (High Altitude Anti-Ship Gun) in Uras Kelf. They then sent in enough infantry to tear the city apart before our ships could mobilise. Then their fleet moved in. Using the platoon moving in on Uras Kelf we can re-capture the HAAS Gun. Repair it. And use it to blow these bastards back to hell'. The other men and women nodded. 'Let's go to work' the Colonel said and signed off.

***

Private Harris call sign: Scope, moved ahead and unslung his sniper rifle. He poked it over the top of the ridge and looked through his rifles magnifying lenses. 'Uras Kelf dead ahead, it's burning…' he said. Brendon crawled up next to him. Smoke was filling the sky. An incoming message blinked onto his visor screen. 'Well, we've got our orders. Let's move out.' He said to Harris.

Two light personnel ground cars cruised over the ridge. At the bottom was a road that led straight into the city. Both cars bounced as they hit the abandoned highway. They turned quickly and began speeding towards Uras Kelf.

The city loomed up towards them. Brendon was in the rear car with four Marines in the back and a driver in the front. The convoy entered the once busy streets. Uras Kelf had housed hundreds of thousands of people. Brendon looked out at the city. Ruined vehicles and bodies littered the streets, some of them alien. The stench of smoke filled the air. Private Warren, call sign: Scorch (due to a flamethrower accident years ago), grumbled in the back, 'welcome to ground zero'.

Brendon got a strange tingling feeling up his spine. He turned to the front just in time to see a bolt of energy come from a roof top. The bolt struck the ground near the front of the leading car. They all felt the shockwave. Brendon saw the car first buckle under the force and then flip off the ground and over the top of their car. 'Fuck' someone breathed. Brendon turned and saw the car flipping as it bounced down the roadway. His visor was blinking at him, telling him the team in that car were dead or seriously wounded.

The remaining car swerved to a halt. 'That was a heavy Geyen gun' Scope said. Brendon swore, he lept out of the car. He had his rifle up. His radar showed no movement. The other marines got out and spread out. Looking through his rifle's scope he searched the roof tops; nothing. He heard a sound in the rubble behind him. He spun around and saw nothing. A dot showed up on his motion tracker showing movement to his left. He heard a single shot. 'hit confirmed' came the voice of Corporal Yi over the radio. A large, heavily built, armoured soldier lurched off the roof and landed on the ground with a crunch. There was a moment's silence. The only sounds the marines could hear was the crackle of the burning vehicle a hundred metres down the road and the Filaduun warrior breathing his last breaths.

The rubble up ahead erupted and a barrage of plasma bolts came their way. 'HIT THE DIRT!' someone yelled. Corporal Yi died where he stood, taking several bolts to the chest and one to the head. Brendon got prone and spat several bursts of automatic fire at the Filaduun up ahead. Plasma struck the road ahead of him, melting the tough roadway where it hit. Private Warren sheltered himself behind a tall building and lent out and opened fire. The Filaduun turned their attention to him. He was forced to duck for cover.

Scope lifted his long sniper rifle and took a couple of well aimed shots. The enemy gunfire lost some of its intensity. Swanson was crouching down next to their ground car which was now being pummelled with shots. Brendon crawled up behind a pile of rubble a bit closer to the enemy and to give himself more cover. He peered over the debris. He got a glimpse of four soldiers armed with plasma bolt guns. They were using some damaged ground cars that had been abandoned during the initial attack as cover. He ducked, narrowly escaping a mouthful of plasma. 'Fuck' he thought, 'they have us all pinned down'.

Swanson unclipped a grenade from his belt and pulled the pin. He lobbed it as far as he could. Warren looked out from behind the corner of his building to see the soldiers diving to escape the blast radius. The ground shook. The USCMC troops covered their eyes as the grenade exploded.

'Hey Juggernaut, give me some covering fire!' Scorch said over the radio. Brendon propped his gun up on the rubble and opened up. Sparks and ricochets went in all directions where the automatic fire hit the vehicles. Scorch ran out, keeping his head low. One of the soldiers had been forced to leap clear of the roadblock. Private Warren put three bullets in his torso before he could get up. One of the others lifted his head and caught one of Brendon's cover shots where he would instantly regret it. Brendon's gun went dry and he quickly began reloading.

The remaining two Filaduun came up and began firing. Scorch took a shot to the shoulder. He felt a stinging pain where his armour had been breached. His armour administered pain killers and the pain began to lessen. He skidded to the ground and expected the last sounds he would ever hear. He opened his eyes to see both Filaduun missing sizable portions of their heads. He spun around to see Scope and Swanson holding smoking rifles.

Brendon got up and ran over to Pr. Warren. 'You hit?' he asked. Scorch groaned as he sat up. 'Yeah, but not bad' he grunted. The other two marines walked up. 'How far are we from our objective?' the Sergeant panted.
'About two klicks' replied Private Scope. Their radios buzzed. 'This is 1st squad, we are under heavy fire! eight men down.'
'2nd squad still standing…no wait…there're everywhere! The city is overrun!! Get OUT!'
'This is Private Jenkins… oh god…I'm all that is left of 4th and 6th squa…' a burst of static cut off the transmission. 'Shit' the Sergeant said. He keyed his radio: 'Fleet control, this is Sergeant Swanson in command of 5th Squad. I have 3 men still kicking down here. We are two k's away from the HAAS gun. What are our orders? over.'
A burst of static came down the other end. 'Execute plan B, make sure it is destroyed Sergeant. You know what will happen if they…' there was another burst of static plus a machine like sound.
'They're jamming our long range radios' said Pr. Warren.

Brendon looked at the grave looking sergeant. 'What's plan B?' he said quietly. The Sergeant looked up.
'Combat Intelligence told us at the start of the mission that if the Filaduun tried to repair the HAAS gun then our orders are to destroy it. The enemy only took out some easily replaced parts of the weapon and we thought ourselves lucky. However, it seems the Filaduun had this plan all along.'

Scope swore. Brendon sighed and looked up at the alien sky. 'Have we got an explosive?' Private Warren asked. The Sergeant answered by walking over to the slightly scorched ground car and pulling out from the rear compartment a small grey canister. 'This will take out the entire city centre' he said, 'but the HAAS gun is well armoured. We will have to get close'. Scope shrugged 'what are we waiting for?'

The Marines ducked down a side street. The large buildings cut off the hot blue sun and the cool darkness was welcome. The soldiers began moving towards their target, their guns up and their eyes scanning for movement. Brendon took a deep breath. The air was not easy to breathe as Menhir's atmosphere had more carbon dioxide in it than he was used to. He heard the other troops panting as they hurried along. The air also smelt dusty. The dust storm he had seen earlier must be getting closer. The quiet, dusty streets looked eerie as they hurried along. The Filaduun had really hit the city hard. Brendon felt his blood boil at the loss of so many lives.

The lead soldier, Private Warren, suddenly froze and motioned for the others to stop. What remained of the squad ducked into a nearby building. The walls and door had been blown out by some explosion. Brendon hugged one of the walls and peered out of an empty window as a 6 man Filaduun patrol marched by their shelter. Brendon could hear his heart pounding and the quick, shallow breaths of his comrades. After about 9 minutes the soldiers let out sighs of relief. 'Let's keep moving' said Scope. The Sergeant stepped out onto the street. He began to turn. Brendon saw a rifle come up and point at his head.

'Oh god! I almost shot you!' came a voice. Brendon stepped out onto the street. A group of 3 Marines stood there. 'The remains of 7th squad at you service' came the same voice, 'I'm Corporal Dallas and this is Scout and Shotgun, and you are?'
'We are what is left of 5th squad, I'm Sergeant Swanson and this is Scope, Juggernaut and Scorch. We were ambushed on our way in, what about you?'
'We got to the HAAS gun but our explosives guy didn't make it. We went looking for any other teams still alive. Uras Kelf is a death trap however, Filaduun snipers and heavy gunners everywhere. We almost gave up hope when the other squads got hit though'.

The heavily built soldier that had been introduced as Shotgun butted in: 'Excuse me Sir but we need to get a move on'. Corporal Dallas nodded. He turned to Swanson. 'You got some explosives?' Private Warren opened up his satchel and drew out the canister. 'Yeah and it don't need no expert to set it either' he said.
'We are not far from the gun but it will take some fire power to get in' said the smaller soldier known as Scout. 'We should get moving'

***

'Those guards have railguns' whispered Scope. He and Scout were atop a building not too far from a large structure that seemed to be a well built tower. The top however, looked like a long gun barrel pointing out into space. Two Filaduun Fighters roared in from the west, cruising at low altitude. Scout took a look through his binoculars. 'There are too many troops around to secure the area or the gun' he said, 'It'll have to be a hit and run'. Scope frowned. 'This is gonna get messy' he said.

***

The HAAS Gun was at a meeting point of a number of streets and roads which ended in a circle that went around the base of the gun. The roads spread out from it like a many pointed star. Scope has his sniper rifle on a tripod up on a nearby building; aiming down on the scene below.

Sergeant Swanson, Juggernaut and Scorch began moving north towards the gun. The Sergeant was on one side of the road and Scorch and Juggernaut were on the other. Brendon kept his footsteps as silent as he could. He eyes always on the target. All three were using the buildings and ruined cars for cover. Brendon passed a subway entrance. The marines took cover behind the last buildings on their respective sides of the road. Brendon switched his gun off safety. All three waited in silence.

Swanson peered around the corner. At the bottom of the tower there was a two story structure that housed the HAAS's subsystems and manual firing controls. On the roof of the structure walked several snipers and guards. A symbol on Swanson's visor showed that Scope had just fired a shot (although none heard it). One of the Snipers dropped. The other guards jumped with alarm but didn't know where to turn. The guards at the base of the tower tensed. Another sniper dropped. Brendon heard gun shots on the western side of the tower. 'That's our cue' the Sergeant said over the radio. Brendon lent around the corner and fired a few quick bursts. He hit two of the guards. One fell with several mortal wounds. The other yelled and held onto his thigh where Brendon's shot had passed through the armour.

They heard more gunfire from the western side. The distinct sounds of railguns could be heard as well. Swanson led the charge. The three marines moved quickly towards the building. Brendon shot the wounded soldier before he could react. Two Filaduun came around from the eastern side. Brendon and Scorch cut them down with a storm of automatic fire. 'Corporal, how is your team doing?' said Swanson over the radio. 'Fine, Scout got hit but it's only a graze' replied Dallas, 'let's get inside before the reserve troops move in.'

The 6 marines burst into a large room. Two stories were included in this single room which comprised the bulk of the structure. There were some crates and boxes scattered around the place. Large machines and computer banks filled most of the left side of the room. The marines could see catwalks up high in the second story. Corporal Dallas took a few more steps into the room. He turned back towards the men. 'I suppose we plant the explo-' A railgun shot struck him in the back of his head. He fell forwards. All hell broke loose. Filaduun began firing from hiding spots up on the catwalks and behind the crates. The marines began firing in all directions. Scorch took two shots in the torso. He yelled. He stayed standing and began firing wildly 'EAT THIS YOU BASTARDS!!!' he screamed walking forwards mechanically. He took two down. He got hit once more in the torso and twice in the head. Brendon did not see him fall.

Brendon unclipped a grenade, pulled the pin and threw at a group of Filaduun firing from behind some boxes. 'FIRE IN THE HOLE!' he yelled. The marines dived for cover. The Filaduun disappeared in a flash of heat, light and sound. The building shook. Brendon took cover behind one of the poles supporting one of the catwalks. He saw the others take up positions behind similar poles and crates. The Sergeant wasn't quick enough. The railgun fire cut him up. Time slowed. Brendon looked around at the remaining soldiers firing at the enemy. He looked at the torn bodies of the Corporal and Private Warren. 'We've only got one chance at this' he thought, 'This plan must work'. He made a decision.

The gunfire suddenly sounded loud in his ears again. Shotgun roared and began spraying automatic fire everywhere. Brendon shot a few bursts at some Filaduun covering themselves from Shotgun's wild fire. He hit two, killing them instantly. He dived out from behind the pole firing as he went. Another soldier on their story got hit by Brendon's shots and fell screaming. Shotgun stopped firing when his gun went dry and he ducked for cover. Scout shot at several troops as they tried to take advantage of Shotgun's reload. Three soldiers dropped off the catwalks, riddled with holes.

The gunfire stopped. The smell of gun smoke filled the room. The remaining marines stood up and looked around, hunting for more targets. Scope's voice came over the radio: 'more troops are moving along the north road!' Shotgun swore. 'We have to plant the bomb and get the fuck outa here!' yelled Scout. Brendon thought for a moment. 'We can't kill all the Filaduun and if we set the bomb with too long a fuse then they will just diffuse it' he said. He remembered walking past a subway tunnel. He keyed his radio. 'Hey Scope, get your arse down here, we're leaving'. He turned to the others. 'I have an idea' he said, 'but I don't think you'll like it'.

The three marines tore out of the building at breakneck speed. They began running south. They heard shouts behind them. Railgun shots flew around them. He heard a thud. Shotgun yelled. His visor showed that Shotgun was hit. 'RUN' Shotgun roared, 'I'll buy you some time'. The other two turned. 'GO' he yelled, 'I'm a goner'. Scout and Brendon started sprinting again; adrenaline fuelling them on. They came to the subway entrance. Scope came up from the other direction. They could hear Shotgun firing behind them.

All three dived down the stairs leading underground. They sprinted down the connecting corridor. They jumped down more stairs. They came to an open area that had two sets of tracks. On one of them was a fast personnel pod. Brendon opened the hatch and went through the door. The other two hurried inside. 'How long do you think we have' Scope panted. Brendon didn't answer. He powered up the pod. A symbol of a skull blinked up on their visor's showing Shotgun had just died. 'Let's get the hell out here' Scout said as the pod began moving.

Inside a small crate in one discreet corner of the HAAS structure, a little light on a small grey canister began blinking faster. A group of Filaduun heard the beeping and looked around for its source. One finally walked over and opened the crate. His eyes widened. There was a flash of light before all went dark.

The small pod screamed down the track at lighting speed. The 3 marines heard a deafening explosion behind them. Scout turned to see a growing light back the way they had come. The tunnel shook. A wall of fire came roaring down the track behind them. Someone screamed but the roaring sound of the fire drowned out the sound. The pod hit top speed. The shockwave finally hit and Brendon blacked out.

***

Above the planet, a squadron of USCMC T4-17 Hawk fighters swarmed towards the enemy. One of the pilots saw a flash out of the corner of his eye. He turned to look as most of Uras Kelf went up in a huge explosion. 'Whoa' he said. He keyed his radio. 'Hey, squad leader! Have a look at this!'

***

Lt. Colonel Miller sat in silence in his chair. A junior officer stared in shock at his superior. 'You blew it up?' he said in disbelief. The Colonel lit a cigar, sat back in his chair and looked at him. 'They were going to take my gun' he said as he stood up to leave, 'and nobody takes one of my guns'. -

I hope you enjoyed it!
i have written 13 chapters now and many more are coming.
Tell me what you think!....

elizha says: i hope u liked it!!!! feel free to comment! thanks..

music of my heart

2008-08-05T00:48:00.000-07:00

i wrote a song,
a song for you.

......... the words still in my mind, and i'll sing it with all my heart.

mad about him . . idk!!!!!

2008-07-22T19:36:00.000-07:00

i hate him for some reason but evrytime i will see him and look straight into his eyes, everything is moving slowly. and because of that my heart beat fast. but i hate him coz he doesn't love me, he just like me! i'm like, wtflip!

i want you to know this..

2008-07-17T00:25:00.000-07:00

i'm here at work and guess what i am doing? you might think the usual way like hectic schedules, tons of paper works, guests inquries and complaints. oh well, what can i say?.. i am hella busy, busy of updating blogs; myspace , facebook, multiply and deviantart and also busy chatting with random "e"-friends . it is really boring, it sucks actually coz i'm doing nothing but to sit and waiting for the time of going home.
that is me at work. i'm happy if i have "complaints", it is really challenging and freaking hard to handle it though.

"Consider anything only don't cry . . ."

2008-07-17T00:16:00.000-07:00

The SCORPIO Woman

The female Scorpio has a deep, mysterious beauty. She's magnetic, proud and totally confident. But she has one secret regret. She was not born a man.

I can almost feel the heat from here when Pluto women hear about that revelation. There's not a Scorpio female alive who doesn't think she's all woman, and you may wonder what I'm talking about yourself, if you're in love with one. This girl certainly has enough glamour, and she's enormously seductive. But I didn't say she looked like a boy, nor did I intend to imply she doesn't do a bang-up job of being a female. It's just that, unconsciously, she would prefer to be a man. Less restriction-more opportunity. It's the one secret she even hides from herself, and seeing it exposed won't sit well with her.

Scorpio women have a scornful contempt for members of their sex who flop in the roles of sweetheart, wife and mother, once they're stuck with the parts. A Pluto girl will control her desire to dominate, while she gives a glorious performance of womanhood, and she'll do it with more finess than the masculine Aries, Leo or Sagittarius girl. At least she'll do it during courtship. There may be a few cases when the unsuspecting male gets a rude surprise after he shakes the rice out of his shoes and the illusions out of his eyes. Unlike the Mars female, for example, a Scorpio will subdue her drive and magnetize a man with the heavy perfume of her exotic glance as she allows him to use his lighter to ignite her cigarette. That's far sexier than aggressively striking a match herself and blowing the smoke in his face, and she knows it. She knows lots more. Another girl might rush headlong into your arms and shout her love from the rooftops. The Scorpio girl walks toward you slowly, seductively, and silently delivers her private message. It's puzzling, but these women can look seductive in jeans, jodhpurs or basketball shoes. Maybe it's her husky voice that creates the image. I know one who wore a baseball cap (honest) the entire time her future husband was courting her, and she spent a lot of time talking about batting averages. But she was as seductive as Mata Hari just the same, and she got her man. (He was hypnotized, as usual.)

You can give her a tumble, but she won't fall all over herself reacting to your overtures. Don't expect her to bat long, sweeping eyelashes at you, and adore you with blind devotion. Lots of female Scorpios are tomboys with stubby eyelashes. Besides, with those beautiful, mysterious eyes that can read your mind so clearly, she doesn't need any extra trimming. Whisper something romantic that would melt another girl out of her senses, and the Scorpio girl will simply give you an intense, penetrating look that will see right straight through to your real intentions. She's a human X-ray machine, so don't flirt. Unless you mean business, you're wasting her time and insulting her. I wouldn't advise you to insult a Scorpio. It's just not healthy. If you don't know what I mean, ask someone who has. He may have some stories to tell that will curl your hair.

The word "passionate" probably caught your eye. Most men have heard exciting rumors about the passion of November females. It's true. She's brimming over inside with passion, though it's kept under rigid control by a poised, frosty attitude toward strangers, and a surface smoothness suggestive of black velvet. But the male sex is too inclined to relate passion strictly to romantic action; and that's selling her short, because Pluto's definition of the word is far more encompassing. It's involved with her feelings about everything she touches. She's never just slightly interested. It's impossible for her to be detached or casual.

the signs tells that it is really ME...

2008-07-17T00:03:00.000-07:00

THE SIGN OF THE TIGER

Tigers do not find worth in power or money. They will be completely honest about how they feel and expect the same of you. On the other hand, they seek approval from peers and family. Generally, because of their charming personalities Tigers are well liked. Often, failing at a given task or being unproductive in his personal or professional life can cause a Tiger to experience a depression. Criticism from loved ones can also generate this type of Tiger reaction. Still, like all felines, Tigers always land on their feet, ready for their next act in life, pursuing it with unyielding energy and hunting it infallibly.

Tigers are also incorrigibly competitive - they simply cannot pass up a challenge, especially when honor is at stake, or they are protecting those they love. Tigers are unpredictable and it would be unwise to underestimate their reactions. They may appear cool, but they have the Big Cat's instincts to pounce at a moment's warning. Natural leaders, they have a strong sense of their own dignity, and if they find
themselves in the ranks, they can be stubborn and obstinate. In positions of power they can be difficult though stimulating bosses. Tigers are intelligent, alert, and farsighted. They have their fingers on the pulse. Good strategists and tacticians, they often have a hidden agenda. As long as they do not risk their luck too often, and keep their restless nature under control, their tactics usually pay off in life.

THE FIRE TIGER 1926 AND 1986

Eccentric and dramatic, Fire Tigers are aglow with passion and verve. They are outgoing, expressive and look on the bright side of things. They have the Tiger’s natural ability to lead others and are able to excite others simply with their own gift of enthusiasm. They can be funny and have great senses of humor. Tigers are powerful speakers and have the ability to command and persuade crowds through speech. Their own seemingly endless supply of energy can make them appear a bit dramatic, and it may make them more sensitive to cautious or down-to-earth approaches in others.

How to Recognize SCORPIO

Look at the eyes. They can be green, blue, brown or black, but they'll be piercing with hypnotic intensity. Most people feel nervous and ill at ease under Scorpio's steady gaze. You'll have to break the spell and look away first. He'll outstare you every time. It's a foolproof identifica¡©tion of the Pluto personality. Scorpio eyes bore deeply into you, mercilessly, as if they're penetrating your very souL They are.

Next, listen to him speak. The tone can be velvety soft, husky or sharply cutting, the speech slow and measured or clipped and staccato, but what he says will never be self-effacing. Scorpio has total ego. He knows what he is and he knows what he is not, and nothing anyone else thinks will change this knowledge. Insults roll right off his back, and compliments don't move him a fraction of an inch. He needs bo one to tell him his vices or his virtues. At best, he'll calmly agree with your appraisal; at worst, he'll suspect your motives.

It's important to remember that there is a particular type of Scorpio who moves and speaks rather quickly, and appears to have an open, friendly manner. Look deeply into his eyes and really think about some of his past actions, his true behavior. He's really just playing a game with all his happy talk. Inside, he's as tough and determined as the more typical, poised Pluto people. Perhaps he's even a shade more dangerous because his disguise is better, and he fools you more easily. Start treating him as Chariie-nice-guy, who's completely harmless, and you may be courting some trouble. Be on guard with all Scorpios. I don't mean they're wicked. They're just not soft or naive. Some Scorpios, realizing that their eyes expose their inner intensity, wear sunglasses frequently, even at night.

Remark to a Scorpio that he has a great talent which will someday be recognized, and he smoothly, casually replies, "Yes. I know." Ask him if he'll do you a favor, and (he answer will be equally simple. "Yes, of course I will," or "No, I can't do that."

If you're sensitive, don't ask his opinion or advice. You'll get the naked, brutal truth. You asked him, hell tell you. Scorpio will not pay a false compliment to gain a point or win an ally. It's beneath him to flatter. When he says something nice to you, treasure it.

help me out??

2008-01-08T21:36:00.000-08:00

ok.. can somebody help? where can i read the story drama of the coffee prince?? sounds crazy and weird but i kept on searching but i can't find it. FYI: not the novel one that's wrtten in the book but the story from the korean drama itself (from the t.v to be more specific). you can reply me or send me mail through my e-mail add leezha_bloom20@yahoo.com aiyt! i'll be waiting to your suggestions. i need it as soon as possible. laugh on me but i really want to read the story. lol