Kyle v.s Miss Valentine

Twas a dusty morning. Two figures could be seen on the dirt road. One held a gun, black as night and the other one held her's, red with a pink heart engraved on the handle. Every year these two would meet on that same path and everyone would watch. She wore a pink sun dress and a hat to match. Brown curly locks, fair skin and blue eyes, it was easy to see that she was a fan favourite especially with the men. All in all she looked too sweet to be holding a gun let alone using one. The young man on the other end wore a brown trench coat and a black neckerchief. Dark skin and black hair he had. His face was scarred badly and he held a look of contempt as he watched her from across the road. Some say that he held a terrible grudge against the lovely lady while others would say he simply despised her. And of course others would tell you it was a little bit of both. The young man slid his gun back into the holster and watched the clock tower on the left. The lady did the same and waited. Her smile hadn't dropped as she looked at him. He shifted his gaze so he wouldn't make eye contact. Even the strongest of men could be distracted by her charms and he knew that well enough not to fall into her allure. The minute hand edged to the 59 mark. The duel would commence in a minute. His fingers licked the ebony handle of the revolver in his holster as he waited. He looked at her from the corner of his eye and she returned his glance with a quick wink and a grin. He looked away once again, his fists clenched tight as he stared at the dusty ground. The two of them looked at the clock tower once again. Slowly, the hand began to move to the new hour mark. Within that tiny moment, their eyes met. She reached for her gun and rolled to the left as he kicked up a dust cloud to spoil her aim. 2 shots were fired but the two were still standing. He took a step closer and fired 3 shots in her direction. 2 of which broke through the window of the bar on the other side of the road. She fired 2 more shots at him one which whistled pass his cheek and one that caught him right in the shoulder. He fell onto his hands and knees. He had been hit but was not ready to yield. He picked up his gun once more and fired another shot that knocked her pink hat off her head. Another bullet had missed and she retaliated with 2 quick rounds which hit him in the stomach and thigh. He fell to his knees again and his arm drooped down to his side. She moved closer to him with her gun pointing right at him. She looked at him still with that trademark smile on her face. He lifted his arm once more but before he could fire, she fired her last bullet and it hit him dead in the heart. He kneeled there, stunned for a moment. His gun still pointing back at her. And then he fired the last bullet before collapsing to the ground. Her smile faltered when she felt her blood trickle down the side of her face. His last bullet had grazed her rosy cheek which was now bleeding. However, she simply stroked her hand over the wound and it vanished. She walked over to the young man's lifeless body and placed her hand over his forhead. His eyes opened slowly only to see his nemesis standing victorious over him. She healed his wounds. As she always does after every duel between them. Offering her hand to him, she fluttered her eyelashes. He sat up and rubbed the areas where he had been shot. He looked at her, still with the look of contempt and slapped her hand away in disgust. Every year it would be this way. They would fight. And he would always lose. No matter how many times he lost, he would always return. Everytime he lost, she would heal him back to strength. But he would never take her hand. He got up, dusted himself off and walked away from her. She waved as he made his way out of town. The people around her started to congratulate her and celebrate for their favourite had won once again. The young man got onto his horse and rode away from the town, not taking a glance back. "Everyone celebrates...but they do not stop to think of those that are not so lucky to enjoy the splendour of this day. I fight for their cause. The lonely of this world. The one's she brings depression to every year when they cannot be with a person they love. She may be the source of many true loves but for every two hearts merging into one, there are 50 other hearts shattered. My cause will never be finished for there will always be lonely people out there. Valentine only makes it worse for them. Why should there be a day set aside for five couples in a city of a hundred people with no one to care for or be cared for by?"
The young man's words escaped his mouth as he rode on past river and into the mountains. However, none heard him as he disappeared over the horizon.

This is why i do not support Valentine's day. Tis because there are more people out there that wish they could celebrate it compared to those that actually celebrate it. And I also think it's stupid beause it isn't a public holiday anyway.

wicky wicky wa wa

I apologize but this isnt the angst filled post, that'll be the day after valentines day how's that. So anyway i was doing crud today. Got the runs. Don't ask me what that is, you dont wanna know. Was going around my peep's blogs when i happened to chance upon the blog of someone called Kim Wakermen. I don't know if I spelled the name correctly but I don't really care. So anyway, she was all riled up by some guy who left a comment saying her english sucks and her blog sucks too and stuff like that. I thought it was pretty funny but i guess she doesnt have much of a sense of humor you know what i'm saying? So she started spraying something about being bilingual and blahdee blahdee blah and was trying to defend her honor as a good english speaking icon. And then she continued something about "not knowing the real me". You know that kinda thing that all celebrities have. I think it's hilarious when celebrities are angry don't you? They get all "Oh you don't understand how i really feel." And so on. Anyway, i think the guy who left the comment there was kinda dumb too i mean how many people are going to actually agree with you? I would but i mean everyone else is too busy sucking up to the fame of that particular person. You bring up a good point but a hundred other people will shun you coz you're dissing their "friend". I wish my blog was more well known so i can write and actually have the target audience notice. Well if you ain't got the looks or the fame, you're not going many places. Thats the thing about this world. They always need a good face to sell something to the public. Very rarely do you get an average guy like me, turning famous. One day i'd like to engage in a duel with someone from the raffles jc debate team. I'd run up to him and shout, "Defend yourself you son of an unnamed goat!" I'm pretty sure he would and he'd say, "I accept your duel. First of all ladies and gentlemen of the board, it is physically impossible for a homosapien such as myself to be born by a goat." That's the point where all his supporters start cheering. "En Garde!" I would say, and run him through with a sharp pointy rapier. Hey I didn't specify what kind of duel did I? Just because he's from the debate team doesn't mean i would have a verbal duel with him. I apologize for being so random today. That's just the way i am on my blog. So where were we? Ah yes. Let us continue the story of Kurt's discount space cruiser, the 5 horsemen of the apocalypse, Samuel and I.

The space cruiser hurtled toward the ground but before it met the ground, a huge marshmallow appeared and cushioned the space craft's fall.

Kyle: Where the hell did that come from Jimmy? What the hell.

3rd Horseman: I don't know Kyle and don't call me Jimmy, my name is James.

Kurt: Hmm...let us go outside to examine it.

Kurt, Kyle and Samuel opened the hatch and stepped out onto the lush greenery of the La Theine Plateau. Suddenly a strange looking short guy popped out and started hopping around like a 12 year old on pixie sticks.

???: Waahahahahaha! Muhuhuahahauhahhauauhuuuhu! WheeeHhheeeee! You wil never guess my name you foolish mortals!

Samuel: Rumplestiltskin?

With that, the tiny man imploded into space and was never seen again.

Kyle: What an eccentric performance.

Gordon: Hey peeps did you see my goldspinning servant anywhere around here?

Gordon, Kurt and Kyle's cousin had walked out from behind the marshmallow.

Kyle: You mean old Rumple?

Gordon: Don't tell me you said his name?

Samuel: Sorry I did.

Gordon: Damn! I had him locked up in the tower spinning gold for me and he was trying to get people to say his name so that he would die and be free of torture. Oh well, I still got Sauron, Darth Vader and Lex Luthor working up there.

Scene changes to Darth Vader spinning some thread in Gordon's tower.

Darth: Dum de dum....ooh missed a stitch. Silly me.

Kyle: I can only imagine.

Kurt: Any idea where this big ass marshmallow came from?

Gordon: What are you stupid? Don't you know a different confectionery food spawns at this very point everyday at this time?

Samuel: What? What kinda jackass does that?

Gordon: I don't know but it probably has something to do with that shadowy man sneaking off into the forest.

Kurt: Interesting...very interesting. Well let's go to Burger King i'm famished.

Samuel: Dammit Kurt! Let's find out what that man is up to!

Gordon: I'll stop him! I'm a level 60 black mage! Firaga!

~Intermission~

Kyle: Uhh...Gordon, no offense but your cast time really sucks.

Samuel: We'd probably have caught him by now if we went on foot.

Gordon: Relax Firaga has a huge range of effect.

Kurt: I'm sure its gonna be like a spark that goes 6 feet or some-

A giant fireball explodes from Gordon's hands as he finally finishes casting the spell and scorches the enitre plateau into charred dirt.

Kurt: O-kay....

Well that's all i got the time for tonight folks. Will they catch the mysterious man and find out why he summons confectionary treats from beyond the world? Tune in the next time i update and find out. Next week's special guest, Hideo Kojima! Good night!