Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Facelift And A New Idea
First Up, I would like to say a Thank You to Nanny for helping me out of the rut that was my ardous old blogskin.Now it looks so much better, and so much easier to read.Though i can't seem to get out of the green/white colour scheme.Old habits die hard i guess.
While waiting for the 302 at Yew Tee just now, i had the most fantastic script idea.It goes something like this,
(Showdown between Tadakatsu[Generic Japanese Warrior Name 1] and Goemon[Generic Japanese Bandit King Name 1] ensues)
Tadakatsu:You know what must be done.
Goemon:Forgive her!Forgive me! Please do not make me do this...We are but human!(In desperation)
Tadakatsu: I will fight for the sake of my honour and hers! Even if she chooses the path of a...of a peasant's Whore!(As a pained expression transcends into blind battle fury)
Goemon: ...Then,samurai(with contempt), I shall have to draw my blade.(A mirthless laugh at the irony of the situation) And teach you to be a gentleman.
(Tadakatsu unleashes a roar as he charges towards the Bandit king.Goemon likewise, runs swiftly to meet him.Both adversaries draw their blades, ringing, from their scabbards.They seem to pass each other, and only one has scored a fatal blow.Both are a now facing their backs to each other,all is still.Nearby, watching the battle, the pregnant Natsumi is crying.)
(After a long pause,Tadakatsu,already kneeling, digs the tip of his blade into the ground)
Tadakatsu: Natsumi...(In steely silence,eyes closed.) Turn away.I don't want MY child to witness this.(A smile plays on his face as Tadakatsu relinquishes the hold on his sword.He slumps to on the handle,dead.)
(Natsumi remains turned, and only the audience see her close her eyes as comprehension of Tadakatsu's forgiveness dawns.The tears continue to fall,this time, softer.)
(Goemon throws down his weapon,and crying, rushes to the samurai's body.)
End.
Something like that.Tadakatsu is actually infertile.So yeah. I gotta beef up the story some more.
Wish me luck for PW tomorrow.