Author's note: Welcome to an introspective tour as we delve into Sokka's inner psyche, please note this takes place five years after the war has ended. Oh yeah, I don't own Avatar: The Last Airbender. Because you can't own something that abstract. I do own all the season on DVD though. Your instincts should tell you to review because my instincts tell me that I need feedback and feedback makes me happy. And a "well rounded critique is often the most rewarding gift a reader can give. Please use this golden opportunity to offer a well deserved praise and/or tips for improvement." Check out my profile too, I need insight on my poll and stuff. :)
Preface:
People say my instincts are always wrong. But you want to know whats wrong? Optimism. That's wrong. It's a sin. It's an ungodly concept. My sister and her boyfriend are full of optimism. I can guarantee they will perish by tragedy the time they turn sixty-one. They are also very gullible. In our travels, we met an evil spirit named Jet. I remember as he seduced my sister into trusting him and twisting her mind until she became ignorant of his evil intentions. Aang trusted Jet because Katara did. I was the only skeptic, because, instinctively, I did not believe that Jet could do no wrong. Eventually, Jet was revealed as the tyrant he was, and he would have destroyed a town if it wasn't for your truly's instinctive ingenuity. Another well-documented instance of this arrogance is a town itself. The philosophies, culture, and decisions of the peoples of that town are determined solely by an ungodly witch, a fortuneteller. They believed she could tell no wrong. This blind trust of a woman with multicolored hair and a disturbing mole will ultimately lead to their downfall. It almost did, until the BoomerAang squad saved them, thanks to Sokka's instincts. These are just few of the countless past instances where my instincts had "saved the day".
Lately, my instincts have served me well. Other than being arrested twice for "passionate" jaywalking, my instincts have led me to success with Suki, swordplay, and my precious and invaluable inventions. Join me as I chronicle the events in my past and present life where my instincts have come in handy.
Acclaim:
"A dry, sardonic perspective on introspective and retrospective philosophy, where practicality and pessimism is encouraged." - Ba Sing Se Times
"A woeful account of a silly disbeliever. Shun the disbeliever. Shun!" - Aunt Wu
"Will leave you laughing and scathing you head simultaneously. A true winner!" - North Pole Prophet
"A truthful, refreshing take on the day-to-day events on life." - The Jasmine Dragon
"An educated oaf is hard to find indeed, much applause to comedic argument told with ingenuity and realism" - The Fire Nation Post-Intelligencer
Quote of the day:
"I am nothing nothing my a man with my instincts and boomerang and lots of other stuff."
- Sokka The Great