The stories of my adventures (and no doubt disasters) as I take on the mantle of a English teacher with a large, undisclosed company somewhere in the savage wilderness that is Japan
One is cleaning out my bathroom sink. The other are the masters of the shadows, otherwise known as the humble ninja
posted by Blake Wilson @ 10:40 pm
Blake Wilson is famous for a number of things that you will never hear of. Ever. Spawned in Perth, Australia, he is currently living the nightmare somewhere in the Greater Nagoya area, Japan. When not teaching English he reads, writes, lives MMORPG’s and finds himself debating the eternal question of +20 strength or damage.
3 Comments:
Hey Blakie,
Things are okay at home, it was mothers day yesterday I amused the family by stuffing up the pie I was cooking. Last night mum felt very sick and that's why I'm home now not at school. We stayed up to 2 AM waiting for a doctor.
Missing you.
x Mousie.
Kyoto 1864
A redheaded Geisha is walking over a wooden bridge in the twilight hours. The only sounds are her wooden sandles on the bridge and the slight trickling of the river below.
The harmony is broken by the sound of a shuriken slicing its way through the air. With trained skill she launches into the air as the shuriken embeds itself in the bridge with a dull thunk. All is silent then the gunpowder ignites in a tremendous explosion of hollywood proportions. This however only serves to propel the girl higher who lands on the other bank in a fighting crouch.
"I see you up in the tree," she remarks.
A figure wrapped in black drops from a nearby tree and lands in their own fighting stance.
"Your time has come red blade," whispers the figure in an almost monotone before pullin its cowl off to reveal a head of blue hair and red eyes.
"You're mistaken. It is yours Blue lotus and I shall win the favour of Winter-Baka."
"We shall see."
The standoff continued.
Mousie- I'm glad to know that Mum is okay. Better luck with the pie next time!
Rion- Excellent. Most excellent
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