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Between death and eternity - Part 1 - 1/3
Beta: Starfire 201
Continuation: Pre-war
Genre: Adventure, drama
Characters: Prowl, Jazz, Optimus Prime
Summary: Sometimes, a war is decided by chance encounters and extraordinary persons. Optimus Prime's new consultants definitely fall into the latter category, but their harmless surface hides dark and terrible secrets that are better forgotten...
Between death and eternity
Part 1: Iacon
Chapter 1: Meeting
For many of the following millenia Optimus Prime wouldn't know what he had triggered. His spark would suspect it, that here in this very moment the foundation stone of the Autobots was laid, but the reason why would evade him. Had he thought about it, he would have named such examples as their knowledge, the perfect team work, their professionality and their loyalty... and all those were true. Only the main reason lay much deeper and darker.
On this orn Primus, or rather Unicron, gifted the Autobots with the weapons they would need to survive the approaching war. And maybe to win.
~O~
In his office, high up in one of the radiant towers of Iacon, Optimus Prime sat reading the newest reports about the events on the other side of the planet in Kaon. It wasn't pleasant reading.
This new group, they called themselves the Decepticons, had conquered the city-state and were now expanding their influence into the remaining sectors of Cybertron. In other cities, they held strong lobbies within politcs and enjoyed popularity with the poorer layers of population.
The Decepticon troops themselves were aggressive and completely ruthless. The Autobots that should be able to keep peace and order were often confronted with spies or traitors. Much more frequent were muggings in dark alleys or downright death squads to the extent that no one dared to speak out against the Decepticons. It was getting difficult to convince the average Cybertronian to even report encroachments. A climate of fear and turmoil ruled their planet.
It was an open secret that the Decepticons would target another city state after Kaon. Cybertron had only fourteen city states, and to lose even one would be an enormous loss.
Optimus sighed. He lost people with the same speed as the Decepticons acquired power. If he didn't stop them, it was only a question of time until they had enough influence to openly declare war against the Council and Prime. The few spies they had managed to plant among the Decepticons that hadn't been daunted by the possibility of death all told the same story:
The leader of the Decepticons was called Megatron and he wanted power, power over Cybertron.
Even if most mechs on the street hadn't realized it yet, war was on the front step.
Optimus' spark was hurt by this thought. Had he really failed in his office as Prime this much, that it would come to civil war?
But he knew what he had to do. If the Decepticons couldn't be placated, if they were further gaining power, if Megatron stayed true to his proclaimed goals, then he had to turn the Autobots from a police force into an army. Only this way would they have a small chance.
And today he would begin with that task.
"Optimus Prime?" asked the friendly voice of his secretary out of the loudspeaker. "Prowl has just arrived."
"Good. Send him up, thank you."
A few kliks later, a white and black mech entered the office. Straight and without any noticeable emotion, he stopped in perfect polite distance in front of the desk. The small doorwings on his back twitched minimally.
"You wanted to see me, Prime?"
Optimus smiled. Prowl had acceded to the Autobots seventy cycles ago and had had a hard time fitting in. At the training camp he delivered a brilliant performance, but both the instructors and his fellow students were soon frustrated. The instructors because he began to suggest improvements, and his comrades about his seeming arrogance as he never showed feelings and always seemed to know better than they.
Despite those problems a highly specialised department, which was a part of the personal staff of Prime, had taken notice. The Tactical Department of the Autobots had heard of his outstanding intelligence and invited him for some tests, which the bot passed with flying colours.
But the Tactical Department was small and considered as unimportant by most Autobots. In peace time they devoted themselves to hardly more than the calculations in which sector how many Autobots had to be on sentry duty to reach optimal security at minimal cost. In war times though...
Twenty cycles ago, as Optimus had to acknowledge to himself for the first time that a civil war was possible, he first of all began to expand this department and to give them more money. He needed trustworthy data and advice about how the Decepticons would proceed, how he could prepare the Autobots the best, and what to expect.
Barely had Optimus told all of this to Splitter, the head of the department, he made an unusual suggestion.
"Prime, sir, I understand your problem," he had said. "But we lack time."
"Time?" Optimus looked at his trusted tactician in shock. "Surely we still have a few cycles...?!"
To his relief, Splitter nodded. "Yes. But I'm talking about the training of tacticians. We are very few, because few are suitable for this work. While I'm glad about the better financial situation of my department, I have to admit that I can't use the money for the proposed projects, because I simply don't have the available talent."
Even though Optimus liked Splitter, every conversation with him was a chore, because he often said one thing and meant five different ones. So he calmly looked at his expectant subordinate and thought about every sentence spoken.
"But you have... different ideas?"
"Yes." Splitter put a heavy folder onto the desk. "This is Prowl. The Autobot with the potential to be one of the best tacticians that Cybertron has ever seen."
"Only the potential?" he asked, while taking the folder into his servo. He gave the data an overview.
"Prowl's problem is that he wasn't built for mentally challenging jobs. As a consequence, his CPU is regularly overburdened with his own thought processes, which ends in a crash. That's why we couldn't ever use his whole capacities very far. But even with his low CPU-performance he's keeping up with every other tactician!" Splitter was uncharacteristically excited. "I suggest that we use the money for quality instead of quantity."
"You want to improve his CPU performance?"
Splitter answered with a shake of his head. "To extract the CPU of a mech is a perversion, because all memories and personality are erased... but I thought about installing a second CPU that only works on tactical information."
A daring recommendation. Every surgery on a CPU of a mech had a certain risk. "Is Prowl agreeing to this?"
"Yes."
"And he's trustworthy?" The last thing they needed was a traitor with such formidable tactical skills... he shuddered at what the Decepticons could do with them.
"Absolutely."
Optimus scrutinized him and searched for the smallest doubt. "And you, Splitter, think that this is the best way?"
"Considering the time problem, yes." Splitter answered his look calmly. "Additionally, I'm convinced that this is the best decision for Prowl, too."
Prime slid the folder back across the desk towards the tactician. "Then do what has to be done."
Since eight cycles ago, the stoic tactician worked directly beneath Prime and had proven to be invaluable.
At the beginning, Optimus had been a bit deterred by his coldness, but he learned fast that this was only a façade. Prowl was completely logical and considered every problem this way too, which was the reason why he rarely lost his composure in daily life. Though when he felt, his emotions were deep and honest. By now he relied completely on Prowl.
"Please sit down." He pointed towards the seating area and took a seat in the comfortable armchair. "How was the recruiting in Praxus?"
"Good." Prowl sat down across from Prime on the couch. "In five cycles we'll have an adequate armed force in Praxus. However, I have obtained alarming messages from Vos."
"Vos? Those reports haven't been advanced to me."
Prowl nodded sharply. "It seems as if the Decepticons are concentrating on Vos as we expected them to. Because nearly 90 percent of all fliers live there, the fall of Vos would mean the loss of our supremacy in the air."
Optimus sighed. "And how successful have they been with their plan?"
In the same neutral intonation as he had spoken prior, Prowl answered. "Very successful. I fear that the fall of Vos is only a question of time."
He feared. When Prowl used that term, you could take his fears most of the time as facts. For a moment the silence stretched in the office, then Optimus abruptly stood up. Angry and in deep worry about the future, he started to pace back and forth.
"Why didn't we notice this?!" he shouted eventually. It was one thing to expect it, another to receive the news when it was already too late.
"Our Intelligence Department is under construction," came the calm explanation.
"I know! Still... and why? What are the Decepticons promising them?"
"Not much. The right to fly everywhere when they want it which is prohibited by the constitution Segment Four, Article Sixty-three. Revenge for invectives, which many fliers suffer under when they leave their city. And, of course, energon."
"It's always energon, isn't it?"
Energon was always the deciding factor. The rising energon prices, the mines that were nearly completely exploited, all this was no secret. Many of the poorer Cybertronians had a serious problem and acceded only too willingly to Megatron, who took the energon with violence, as long as he provided a cube an orn for them.
Vos, as a relatively isolated city with a completely different group of population as the rest of the planet, had been affected worse by the energon shortage than every other city. With exception to Kaon maybe, the poorhouse of the planet.
"We can't offer the other fliers something better, or?"
Prowl thought about the question for a moment and shook his head. "Individuals, maybe. Every one of them? No."
"Then we have lost Vos." As the second city and with it their air sovereignty.
"Yes."
He turned and sat down in his armchair again. "Other bad news?" His tactician answered in the negative and Optimus was, even if he wouldn't admit it, relieved. "I, on the other hand, have some positive news, Prowl. The Intelligence Department has a new head. He should arrive any klik now."
"Designation?"
"Jazz."
At that moment, his secretary called. "Prime, sir? Your visitor Jazz has arrived. I'm sending him up."
"Thank you."
Prowl watched him dispassionately. "This Jazz... is he competent?"
Optimus had to smile. "Yes. He's excellent. I'm glad that he's on our side."
The office door slid aside and again a black and white mech entered. He was smaller and more delicately built than Prowl and moved with a certain fluent grace, achieved through perfect body control. Searching, he looked around the room and saw those two.
"Hey." Grinning, he walked towards them. "I needed something from my office. My name is Jazz and yours?" Invitingly, he stretched out his hand towards Prowl, who only watched.
Silently a few kliks went past, then finally, the tactician took his hand. "Prowl, head of the Tactical Department. Consultant of Optimus Prime."
"Pleased to meet ya." Without waiting for an invitation, he took the only empty armchair left.
Prime nearly smiled. Jazz was young, extremely extroverted, and ignored with a nonchalance the rules of society; something which Optimus could find both annoying and admirable.
"Jazz, good that you're here. Did you already hear about Vos?"
Jazz' face lost his grin and became serious. "Yes. After all, I got the data."
Optimus had nearly expected this. Jazz was simply that good. "And what do you think about it?"
The young bot shrugged. "It's a bad situation, Prime. Don't think that we can do much there. Vos is too isolated, has too many good reasons for a revolution..."
Satisfied, he nodded. "Yes, Prowl assessed the situation similarly."
The two subordinates exchanged a glance. Prowl's was calm and calculating, Jazz' a barely hidden challenge. They spoke no words. Optimus, who was watching, was starting to doubt that those two bots with extremely different characters could really work together well and consequently fulfill the roles he had given them. ... No reason to delay further. Should they not be able to, he would have to deal with it personally so that their teamwork functioned. In an army, there was no place for personal arguments among the chain of command and much less among the mechs he both wanted as his consultants.
"I want you both together to find a way to prevent the rebellion of Vos or at least to delay it. Further, I want an evaluation of every single of our citys how good they can defend themselves against an air strike, understood?"
Both looked at him for a few kliks, then towards their future partner. Both were silent. Eventually Jazz sighed: "With him?"
"Yes. Why, is there a problem?" Again, both remained silent. He scrutinized them. Did they know each other? Surely, their repulsion couldn't be this pronounced after just a few moments in his office?
"If there aren't any substantial reasons against it, you work together. Take it as a test. Any questions?"
"No, Prime," answered Jazz. Prowl agreed.
"Wonderful. I expect the results in two orns at the latest. Time is of the essence." Again, both remained silent and just looked at each other. "You can go."
Without a sound, they stood up and bowed lightly towards their Prime. In front of the office door both hesitated, as if they couldn't decide who should go first. Finally, it was Jazz, with Prowl hard on his heels.
Contemplatively, Optimus watched them go. He had chosen the very best, for their skills, their potential and their loyalty. Still, now he felt uneasy. This silence had been more than atypical for both of them. Was it only a spontaneous aversion or more? Or did he read too much into this meeting...
As he went back towards his desk, he prayed to Primus that his worry was unfounded.
~O~
Without a word, the two mechs walked next to each other down the corridor to the lift and entered it. It was Jazz who choose the next floor, which was only used for his departement.
"When will we meet?" Prowl broke the icy silence.
"In two joors I'm finished, so afterwards. Where?"
"Floor three, first hallway right, second room. A small unused seminar room."
"Understood."
The lift stopped. Without another word, but careful that Prowl always remained in his sight, he stepped out. Behind him, the hydraulic doors closed. It was standard during negotiations that both sides expected betrayal, that one side decided the place, the other side the time. The simple fact that they both kept to this policy showed that they didn't only dislike each other, but they had no trust at all in the other one. Trust which they normally gave every Autobot.
Jazz only managed to relax as the lift had disappeared. He formed a fist, then pressed air out of his ventilators as he sighed.
"And everything was going so good," he muttered .
Good, until the moment where he gave Prowl his servo. In those few seconds, the tactician had evaluated and judged him. Primus, Jazz had known that Prowl was good. Propably the best who ever walked on Cybertron. But this good?
He had seen it in the changed sitting posture, the small shift of the frame weight: Prowl had been ready to attack him every single nanosecond. And with cold certainty Jazz had known: the tactician had seen what none of the many Autobots before him hadn't.
Jazz wasn't just a very successful spy, but a highly trained killer.
And that with one look!
Worried, he entered his own office, which was nearly empty of any furniture and went to the window. Everything here was still new and shiny metal.
What had betrayed him, Jazz, the master spy? Betrayed that he was more than just a fellow Autobot?
Because this was it, right? That he had the skills and the mental disposition to kill other mechs within seconds without remorse. And that he had done it, often. Something that was unbelievable within the Autobot moral code.
But in the end it didn't matter what sign had gotten him busted. What was important was that Prowl had seen it and now mistrusted Jazz... though he hadn't said anything to Prime. Had the tactician given him a chance? No. Prowl simply hadn't any proof.
From now on, Jazz would have to be more careful.
Chapter Two - coming soon. :)~silberstreif
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Does it say to you that "search by tag" is currently unavailable due to heavy traffic, too? That menu on the right side is messed up since a week...
Comments are welcome anywhere ;)
Yes, so we can add a new trope "AO3 will Ruin your Life" LOL
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No, it didn't say that to me. Mmh, did it get better soon?
Or better "fanfics will ruin your life" *lol*
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Nope, I still have it every time I'm going over to AO3. But I can still search over the tags of the FFs themselves, so I'm getting by.
Now now, that's enrichment, not ruin ;)
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To tell the truth I think the love triangle only annoyed me, because she run after BOTH of them and both were a stupid idea.
Yep, too good, and they're just... too Mary Sue. Did I mention I actually read the frist book of Twilight? ;-;
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Which book did you read? The urban fantasy one you mentioned before?
Ah *sagely nod* Another one of the enlightened who doesn't like Twilight ;) I read the second book, because my grandma bought it (she buys only bestsellers from the tables in bookstores, not caring if she grabs Vol. 1 or 2 or whatever) and watched all the movies so far, on DVD. It's not that I like it or anything (Bella has no character whatsoever!), but I want to know what I can't stand LOL
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super-guy: hot, but has enemies that want to kill me in my sleep.
normal guy: handsome, and makes be breakfast in bed...
It was volume 3 of the grave witch novels. It's urban fantasy, a au were magic and faes came back a 100 years ago, and now magic is fairly normal. She has the talent to raise "shades" of the death and works with the police in solving crimes... sub-plot is her family past, of which she believed to be free because her father is the leader of the anti-magic party.
In v3 she can't decide between an fae assassin and a soul-reaper. Mind you, the assassin is forbidden from talking to her by his lover, the fae queen of winter who practically rules the area and all fae and is more than ruthless. The reaper is forbidden from loving/talking to her by what ever higher power soul-reapers have. Great.
I didn't like Twilight the moment she wrote (page 10?) that Bella is so so pale... and lived in Arizona. Right. Even I wouldn't be pale living in Arizona.
Do you know Mark reads? At the high of the Twilight wave I thought, maybe the others are right, and Twilight is as good as HP. Am I wrong?
Than I read: http://markreads.net/reviews/2010/11/complete-mark-reads-twilight-archive/
Funny thing, he's probably one of 10 people on this planet who read HP AFTER Twilight. And his hate for Twilight is funny, as his is love for HP. He restored my belief in humanity. ;.; Especially, because he really goes in with nearly knowing nothing...
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... and I actually NEVER saw such a book, at least not without the normal guy getting shot down as soon as chapter 4 (or something). But usually, both heroine and her potential love interests are in some way special anyway... I fist thought "Scott Pilgrim" might fit, but - not so much T-T
°-°" Not very independent those two, are they? Not even talking is allowed? Oh, well... Guess Vol. 4 will have to fix that or that plot needs to get dropped...?
I made it through the whole book, and could (at first) identify with Bella being so lacking in self-confidence. But when all she did was whine, being popular despite treating everyone like a jerkass and in love with Edward for no reason at all I could see/understand - well, then reading got to be a chore *facepalm*
I'm currently on his recount of Chapter Four and will keep reading - thank you so much for that link; Mark speaks from the bottom of my heart LOL
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Yes, that's why I wish for such a book. But I've started to search through the whole urban fantasy section, I still hope.
Well, the fae has to obey his queen through magic, and the soul reaper's boss is basically a being that rules death and life itself.
Vol.4 isn't out yet, but vol.3 ends with the the fae moving in with her - on orders of his queen. Personally, the really interesting thing in the novels are her family. She has no idea who or what her parents are/were and discovers small things with every book.
Couldn't agree with you more. And the worst is Edward. I mean, what's sexy at being stalked, being told you're weak and need to be protected and your lover wanting to kill you?
Really? We have the same homour then. :D *hug* His desperation is sooo feelable.
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Let me know if you find it!
Hm, makes sense than, that they can't do anything about it.
Second all of that! I wouldn't want to have Edward anywhere near me either. And Bella is hilarious because - she REALLY ticks off most indicators for being a sociopath! °_0 I really wonder what the author was thinking?!
You mean, dark, wry British humor with a bit of typical "hau raus" German charm? ^.^ Plus a love for deadpan snark and sarcasm? That's a 'yes' than! :)
The poor guy; I have no idea how he survived the whole book!
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I've read "Rivers of London" yesterday. His romance: a river spirit. *sign* Befor that I've read the "kitty norville" series - love interest a werwolf hunter, but she gets together with his cousin the very moment said cousin is turned into a werwolf.
So - no luck yet.
The author was writing the "perfect boyfriend" for her. You don't believe it? I quote:
"What if true love left you? [...] Juliet had her version, Marianne Dashwood had hers, Isolde and Catherine Earnshaw and Scarlett O'Hara and Anne Shirley all had their ways of coping.[...]None of those other heroines lost an Edward (Romeo was a hothead, Willoughby was a scoundrel, Tristan had loyalty issues, Heathcliff was pure evil, Rhett had a mean streak and cheated with hookers, and sweet Gilbert was much more of a Jacob than an Edward). So what happens when True Love in the form of Edward Cullen leaves Bella?"
If you want to torture yourself with the whole interview: http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/nm_thestory.html
Yes, exactly. :D The mix of Galgenhumor and sarcasm, together with the deadpan. :)
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I heard of "Rivers of London" - I came across it during my search for Sherlock Holmes pastiches, curiously enough. Is that even an apt comparison?
I fear it will really be torture, 'cause the above statement seems to reek of arrogance of Meyer's part, doesn't it? How can one compare EDWARD to ROMEO?!
*nods* Though I can't say that I don't enjoy Kaya Yanar humor too :)
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Mmh, Sherlock and Rivers aren't really comparable. Rivers is written by someone who loves London, and if you don't live there you miss many things... the way I describes magic though, is fascinating. I still can't say if it's a great book, but it's good. Very interesting to read the whole thing from the perspective of a police wizard apprentice.
Read the statement of Meyers and suffer with me! *muhaha* (and write me your favorite quote of stupidity)
Kaye Yanar? Is good, but I have to admit I sometimes like Dieter Nuhr better. But then I'm a fan of Poetry Slam, too.
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I got myself the first free chapters to have a more in-depth look at it :)
I suffered T-T It's interesting what she has to say about the accusation that Bella is Woobie when she's so down in the second book. "True Love" my ass! °_0 I don't quote, to me, all she said sounded off!
Don't know much about Poetry Slam, but I like not only Kaya Yanar, but also Dieter Nuhr, Martin Rütter, Mario Barth (ich denke nicht, dass seine Witze übermäßig frauenfeindlich sind, ich kann darüber gut lachen und er hat auch immer irgendwie Recht ^^") or Olaf Schubert - the latter has the most funny and witty puns and uses the hell out of the German language!
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Sie kämpfen umeinander? Das muss ja nicht unbedingt schlecht sein. Aber das die Frau auch Rückgrat hat, ist wichtig. :D "badass level" macht immer Spaß.
Gute Idee. Wie fandest du die Kapitel?
*lach* I can only agree. Sorry, for the suffering. ;)
Mario Barths Witze sind etwas hart manchmal, aber gut. Ich glaube er ist gut, aber nichts wofür ich die Eintrittskarte zahlen würde.
Olaf Schubert... mmh, sagt mir jetzt nichts. Ich schau mal ob ich was von ihm finde.
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Noch nicht gelesen. Hab sie bisher nur auf meinem Kindle - hast Du Deinen eigentlich wieder bekommen?
Ach, war ja doch nicht SO schlimm. Ich meine, ich bin ja auch ohne Schaden zu nehmen durch das Buch an sich gekommen, da kann mir so ein Interview nichts anhaben ;)
Ich schaue immer nur die Shows im TV, Geld dafür ausgeben würde ich auch nicht, ich mag 'eh keine großen Menschenmengen und für eine Comedy Show würde ich jetzt keine Ausnahme machen.
Hier: http://www.nicy-nice.de/olaf-schubert-zu-wenige-kinder.html
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Nope, leider nicht, bin kindle-los. Lese ebooks jetzt immer auf meinem PC. >.<
*patpat* Ohne Schaden? Naja, wir haben alle nur den Reflex, Twilight -> Draufhauen!!
Ich schaue mir so selten was im TV an, aber solche Shows kauft häufig ein freund von mir und da kann ich dann mit sehen. :) Aber wenn ich zeit habe, sehe ich mir auch kabarett an. Politisches kabarett liebe ich.
Danke. Ich muss zugeben, während mich die Problematik die er anspricht interessiert, und auch die Witze gut sind, mag ich irgendwie nicht seine Art und Weise. Vielleicht ist es gewöhnungsbedürftig?
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Nope. :(Ich lese ebooks im moment auf meinem laptop.
*lach* aber du hast nur das erste buch gelesen,oder? Ich habe es nicht geschafft mir die folgenden anzutun, als ich erfuhr das alles nur schlimmer wird...
Muss man auch nicht. TV bringt sowieso immer wieder sehr gute, die man nicht kaufen kann.
Danke. ...ne,leider nicht so mein Fall. Aber die Punkte die er ansprach sind sehr gut. :)
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Zweites Buch und alle Filme, bis auf die letzten beiden. Den ersten Band ja nicht, den hatte Oma ja nicht gekauft. Urgh, wir müssen schnell vom Twilight Thema wegkommen! °-°
Hm, der Clip war jetzt nur ein Beispiel. Ich musste mich an seine Art des Humors aber auch erst mal gewöhnen, dass stimmt schon.
Politisch... nicht so sehr, wenn man mal von der Heute Show absieht, die sehe ich ganz gerne.
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... uh du hast recht. Eh, *denk*, Hellsing. Anime. Kennst du es?
Ja. Vielleicht wird das noch.
Naja, politisch ist ja im Moment offiziell Sommerpause. Inoffiziell? Sauft gerade Griechenland ab und niemand will hinsehen und was tun, stattdessen machen sie Pläne für ne EU ohne Griechenland.
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Hellsing, kenne ich. Habe ich früher auf MTV (?) gesehen und neulich auch mal in die Ultimate Fassung rein geschaut... Aber ist nicht so mein Fall. Es geht im Prinzip ja nur darum, möglichst blutreich und stylisch rumzumetzeln - dabei ist das Design jetzt zwar näher am Manga, aber nicht mehr so ansprechend, imho. Nee, auch nicht mein Fall - wie wäre es mit Vampire Hunter D? Die Novels oder der Bloodlust Movie?
Dann lieber als Thema die Olympiade... Was aus Griechenland werden soll weiß ja ohnehin keiner...
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Vampire Hunter D ist cool. Habe den Movie zweimal gesehen und yeah, das hatte Stil. Definitiv nicht vergleichbar mit Hellsing, das vor allem gegen Ende hin... "takes up to eleven" wird.
Naja, jetzt wo wir endlich Medaillien haben (fand die Panik ja irgendwie witzig), können wir Olympia entspannt ansehen.
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Stimmt - 21 (?) Würfel Zucker in einem 250 ml Glas Pepsi! °-° Aber seien wir ehrlich - wen hält das schon vom Trinken ab? ^.^
*face palm* Das mit dem golden in der Sonne glitzern ist so 'ne peinliche Idee! Damon Salvatore aus TVD verteilt im Laufe der Serie auch ein paar Seitenhiebe auf Twilight (allein dafür muss man ihn schon lieben).
Hellsing war mir wirklich zu heftig - mich haben nicht wirklich die fliegenden Körperteile oder das spritzende Blut gestört. Es war einfach nur so übertrieben, dass es fast schon wie eine Parodie wirkte, dazu noch die deutsche Synchro - allein Integra's Erklärung am Anfang der ersten Ultimate Episode war schon dröge (und ihre junge Stimme war nicht gerade überzeugend; hatte die Folge leider nicht auf Japanisch mit UT's) und dann - langweilig.
VHD dagegen ist super, allein schon D, das Charakter-Design, die Story *squee* Ich finde den Movie einfach nur super cool und mag auch die Love Story rund um Mayer Link und Charlotte. - Hast Du auch die Novel dazu gelesen? Gibt es auf Englisch.
Ja, kaum gewinnen wir nicht gleich am ersten Tag geht den Deutschen hier die Sause *face palm* Wusstest Du, das wir - historisch betrachtet - auf Platz 3 liegen, was den Medaillenspiegel angeht? Wir haben also gar keinen Grund, uns Sorgen zu machen.
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Was ich wirklich mag zu lesen, ist z.B. wenn die Vampire vor Kreuzen zurückweichen, weil sie einst selber daran geglaubt haben. Was ich UNBEDINGT mal lesen will ist, dass Vampire vor allem zurückweichen, was sie in ihrem früheren Leben als schützenswert/rein/gut empfunden haben. Und wenn das ihre Kuscheldecke war, dann weichen sie eben vor der zurück.
Pepsi, Cola, wir trinken es doch alle. XD Und wenn nicht das, dann Kaffee in den wir noch extra genügend Zucker schmeißen, um jegliche Geschmacksknospe zu ... mmh, nennen wir es "verzuckern"? ;)
In SPN gibt es auch Seitenhiebe auf Twilight. :D Irgendwie mag niemand in Hollywood Twilight... wenn er nicht gerade bei dem Film nen Job hat.
Ich habe ehrlich gesagt Hellsing eher als Parodie aufgefasst. Es war derart übertrieben, dass man es nicht mehr ernst nehmen konnte. Integras Stimme klingt wirklich etwas jung da... ^^ Naja, ich schau es mir meistens an, wenn ich Aggressionen abbauen muss. ;)
Mmh, ich werde es mir ansehen. So lange schon nicht mehr gemacht, da sollte ich es wirklich tun... Aber an das wa sihc mich erinnere: *mitsquee* Ich hatte damals nur nicht das Geld es mir zu kaufen. ._." Novel? Nope, nicht gelesen. Gut? Was ist die Story?
Platz 3 im Medaillienspiegel? Wow, nicht schlecht. Ich schätze zwar leider nicht mehr lange, aber wow. Lag wahrscheinlich mit unter an der DDR.
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Kaffee schnüffle ich nur den Geruch weg, aber trinken mag ich ihn gar nicht. Aber verzuckern, oh ja, da bin ich dabei! :)
Scheint ja ohnehin so zu sein, dass die Welt geteilt ist, wenn es um Twilight geht. - Allein jetzt wieder dieses Drama rund um gebrochene Fan-Herzen, wo die Dunst sich von Dingsda getrennt hat, obwohl es doch 'wa(h)re Liebe' war *facepalm* Die Fans tun mir ja leid, wo sie sich so reinsteigern, aber... *shrug* Außerdem finde ich persönlich Pattison nun mal überhaupt nicht attraktiv.
Zum Aggressionsabbau helfen Beat Em Ups ^-^ Und leider wird Hellsing viel zu ernst genommen, vor allem von den Fans... Denen gegenüber solltest Du also vielleicht lieber nicht von einer Parodie sprechen ;)
Die Story? ^-^" Bei z. Z. 17 Bänden, die jeweils in sich abgeschlossen sind, lässt sich das jetzt etwas schlecht beantworten. - Aber Bloodlust basiert auf Band 3 "Demon Deathchase"; 1,10 EUR auf Amazon Marketplace zur Zeit.
Über all die Jahre? Kann es da allein an der DDR gelegen haben? Wie lange gibt es die modernen Olympischen Spiele denn? - Ich habe heute Turmspringen geguckt, nebenbei. Hat mir immer selbst weh getan, wenn sie mit den Zehen aufgeprallt sind... aua...
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2 Löffel Kaffee, 3 Löffel Zucker - schon kann man das Zeug trinken! XD ... oder essen.
... die waren zusammen?! ... *lol* Ne Pattison in Twilight ist nicht wirklich mein Fall. Wusstest du das er Cedric Diggory in HP auch gespielt hat? Mit weniger Schminke sieht er besser aus, aber... es gibt immernoch besser aussehende Schauspieler.
Hellsing hat wirklich eine sehr... fanatische Fangemeinde. Ich mag Hellsing wirklich, habe Serie und OVAs, aber realistisch ist was anderes. Und das Blut ist gewöhnungsbedürftig.
... Ich werde mal nachsehen. ^^
Naja, DDR ist den anderen ganz schön mit den Medaillien weggezogen, aber die BRD versuchte natürlich alles um dran zu bleiben. Vielleicht lag es an beidem?
Autsch, ja. Manche Sportarten sehen einfach schmerzhaft aus. Manche Sportler allerdings... bei den Kanus sind ja einige sehr gutaussehende Herren mitgefahren.
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