Hail, lesser mortals! 'Tis I, your update monkey. . . OF DOOM! BWAHAH-
BWAHAHA! Laugh wiiiith meeeeeeeeee! Anyway, as I mentioned in my other fic,
updating will be significantly slower then it used to be, at least for the
time being (what with school, homework, normal work
*grumble*frickinminimumwage*grumble*, and just being lazy), though I have
been doing some reading and have added a few new stories to my favorites
list for you to check out while I'm busy
*cough*asifyouhadnotnoticed*cough*. But on a lighter note I did get to bug
AnT about his grammar and spelling, so with any luck he may decide to flame
something of mine in his (probably) righteous fury. I'm sure if I bug
enough people, somebody relatively famous will review me : ) On with the
story!
Chapter 23: Those Darn Temple Guardians (especially those giant statues with the huge swords and whatnot, man I hate those things)
As our motley crew of demons, street punks, and Meiji era revolutionaries explored the gloomy temple that had (literally) invited them in, Kurama, always the historian, was trying to decipher the carvings and symbols on the walls. "Hmmmm. Interesting."
"What?"
"These carvings, they're gibberish, as though a three-year-old had seen Japanese kanji, Egyptian hieroglyphs, and Nordic runes, and decided to scribble them all around this temple because they looked pretty."
"I guess I can understand Kanji, considering that everyone here is Japanese, but since when, Kurama, do you know how to read hieroglyphs and runes?" Yusuke inquired.
"I admit, it did take awhile, but kami's and oni's only have so much treasure. After a few centuries I decided to expand my abilities to also robbing Egyptian Pyramids and Nordic cairns, as well as ka's, dwarves, and giants. I also know English, French, German, and Spanish, as well as Gaelic, Greek, Latin, most dialects of Chinese, and have passable knowledge of most of the "dead" languages of North and South America."
"Let me guess, the more languages you speak, the more people you can con, cajole, and flat out rob?"
"Exactly, Yusuke. Getting back to my point, there is one other curious thing here. . . "
"What?" asked everyone as they turned around so they could here Kurama better.
"That!" screamed Kurama as one of those vaguely Egyptian looking statues with dog heads and loincloths swung a sword the size of a semi-truck at our heroes.
"Damn it! I hate these things! all they ever are in the movies are just cannon fodder for the good guys, whatever happened to originality?" asked Yusuke, blasting the head off of another statue with the head of a hawk.
"I don't know, but guess if it ain't broke, don't fix it! Besides it's not like these things are tough, they're just frickin' big." Sanosuke replied as he crumbled another statues leg in one hit.
"Don't hate me any more than you already do for saying this, but the bigger they are, the harder they FALL!" Hiei yelled as the statue he was fighting split in half from his attack. "What?" he asked as everyone just stared at him with sweat drops at the back of their head. "I've always wanted to say that, is that so wrong?"
"Oh alright." everyone answered.
As the heroes continue to fight (and summarily kick statue butt), watch as the camera pans around the hall in which they are fighting. Notice the carvings of monsters, and demons, and angels. Especially of three specific carvings, one of a great winged serpent with two mouths on its head. Another, that looked like some great, scaled bird with a lion's tail. And a third, that appeared to be some great behemoth of an infernal demon, with wings and large muscled arms and legs with sharp talons at the end. Notice, how they twinkle with some unearthly glow, brighter and brighter as each statue is obliterated? Notice the carving of an upside down Pyramid with an eye symbol in the center that glowed the brightest of them all?
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"Oh yeah, everybody! Come on! Yusuke! Watch out for that sword! Kenshin! Duck! Hiei! Behind you!"
"Having fun, Kuwabara?"
"You bet I am!"
BAUM-BAUM-BAAAAAUUUUUMMMMM! I don't know about you, but this smells like we might have something. . . interesting. . . on our hands. Don't you think? I bet you do, eh? Eh?
Chapter 23: Those Darn Temple Guardians (especially those giant statues with the huge swords and whatnot, man I hate those things)
As our motley crew of demons, street punks, and Meiji era revolutionaries explored the gloomy temple that had (literally) invited them in, Kurama, always the historian, was trying to decipher the carvings and symbols on the walls. "Hmmmm. Interesting."
"What?"
"These carvings, they're gibberish, as though a three-year-old had seen Japanese kanji, Egyptian hieroglyphs, and Nordic runes, and decided to scribble them all around this temple because they looked pretty."
"I guess I can understand Kanji, considering that everyone here is Japanese, but since when, Kurama, do you know how to read hieroglyphs and runes?" Yusuke inquired.
"I admit, it did take awhile, but kami's and oni's only have so much treasure. After a few centuries I decided to expand my abilities to also robbing Egyptian Pyramids and Nordic cairns, as well as ka's, dwarves, and giants. I also know English, French, German, and Spanish, as well as Gaelic, Greek, Latin, most dialects of Chinese, and have passable knowledge of most of the "dead" languages of North and South America."
"Let me guess, the more languages you speak, the more people you can con, cajole, and flat out rob?"
"Exactly, Yusuke. Getting back to my point, there is one other curious thing here. . . "
"What?" asked everyone as they turned around so they could here Kurama better.
"That!" screamed Kurama as one of those vaguely Egyptian looking statues with dog heads and loincloths swung a sword the size of a semi-truck at our heroes.
"Damn it! I hate these things! all they ever are in the movies are just cannon fodder for the good guys, whatever happened to originality?" asked Yusuke, blasting the head off of another statue with the head of a hawk.
"I don't know, but guess if it ain't broke, don't fix it! Besides it's not like these things are tough, they're just frickin' big." Sanosuke replied as he crumbled another statues leg in one hit.
"Don't hate me any more than you already do for saying this, but the bigger they are, the harder they FALL!" Hiei yelled as the statue he was fighting split in half from his attack. "What?" he asked as everyone just stared at him with sweat drops at the back of their head. "I've always wanted to say that, is that so wrong?"
"Oh alright." everyone answered.
As the heroes continue to fight (and summarily kick statue butt), watch as the camera pans around the hall in which they are fighting. Notice the carvings of monsters, and demons, and angels. Especially of three specific carvings, one of a great winged serpent with two mouths on its head. Another, that looked like some great, scaled bird with a lion's tail. And a third, that appeared to be some great behemoth of an infernal demon, with wings and large muscled arms and legs with sharp talons at the end. Notice, how they twinkle with some unearthly glow, brighter and brighter as each statue is obliterated? Notice the carving of an upside down Pyramid with an eye symbol in the center that glowed the brightest of them all?
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"Oh yeah, everybody! Come on! Yusuke! Watch out for that sword! Kenshin! Duck! Hiei! Behind you!"
"Having fun, Kuwabara?"
"You bet I am!"
BAUM-BAUM-BAAAAAUUUUUMMMMM! I don't know about you, but this smells like we might have something. . . interesting. . . on our hands. Don't you think? I bet you do, eh? Eh?