Ireland is such a lovely place. the hills, the mountains, the waterfalls, oh its lovely. u know, besides the whole war thing, unless you like blood-braised fields (the war between the chinese and the Japanese had started up again, creating havoc and now world war three) so, back to cool shit; so. after our little "row" jamesy- boy was reluctant to be near me, to be honest I don't blame him, the little shit ought to be happy he's still alive.
so, we're here now, Tuesday, classes became a lot more fun now I can mess with the teachers and make them think they're mad. I kept on making a chi- version of myself that kept on disappearing, which is handy if I need to ditch class. *phone buzzes* speaking of which, I pick up the phone, even though its an unknown caller, I know who it is, but the message he conveys is not what I had in mind ;
"li am, I need you to come down to our class. now!"
"whats wrong Si Gung?"
"someone has shot up the dojo, people are dying, HURRY FOR FUCK SAKE!"
well shit, I walk out of class and jump in the air and shoot off. golden streaks flying from my hands as I glide through the air. I'm not gonna say how I landed but it was of the "crashing" variety, but as I finish grinding my face in the asphault I look up and narrowly avoid getting my head blown off I jump up and punch the nearest thing next to me...... which was a wall, yeah, not my finest hour, but I broke it and a chunk hit one of the gunmen in the gut, so that's one down, only one, two, three, four, ten more.
so, Si Gung punched his way out to me and then, well, just watch this video
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LkRK9knnFJs
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A White Knights Darkest Day
Fantascienzain a world of terror and treachery, one young hero must rise to the words of an ancient legacy
