Snake Plissken

Answer these questions and put in your journal and see what people think of you.


1, If you had to describe me in three words, what would they be.

2, What would you do if you saw me on the other side of the street.

3, How do I effect your life.

4, What do I mean to you.

5, If there is one thing you would love to do to/with me, what would it be.

6, What would you write on my tomb stone.

7, What would you class as my best feature.

8, What part of me annoys you the most?

How can you explain shit to people when they don’t want to listen? I mean important shit, not just mindless disagreements.

Fuck that let’s just get to the point. It’s Xena, my wife and something I just can’t get her to understand. We’re both veterans of war and suppose this makes the bullshit harder. Both being stubborn and thinking we know what we’re doing better than everyone else.

The problem is I can’t get her to see two things. The first being that because I speak my opinions and fears and in the end challenge hers I’m not just being a contemptuous bastard that’s trying to put her down. The second and more important is that while yes, in Greece she was a fantastic warrior. I got no doubt in my mind she is the best the Greeks ever seen. In fact, if we got into shit there I would follow her lead. (No, that’s not an easy thing for a man like me to say but I mean it.) Here, with all the weapons and shit she doesn’t even know exist I wish she would believe me and take the skills needed for war here seriously. I wish she would understand that a sword, no matter how good she is, won’t do a damned bit a good against a squad of AK wielding blackbelly bastards if they ever come for her, us, the kids, you get the idea.

It’s not that I don’t respect her skills, I do respect them. If I didn’t I would never have asked, all but had to beg her, to teach me to use a sword. We’re not even going into that bullshit because it’s a whole other problem. The thing is here, here she’s got to relearn somethings. She’s got the skills, the fast reflexes, the smarts, the level head but she’s got to reach for the appropriate weapon. For here, that’s not a sword. Every time I tell her that she assumes I think she’s a defenseless woman. I’m not.

She’s seen me take a bullet and die. I know she knows what they can do. Still nothing. I don’t know what else to do but I’m fucking losing my mind. Every time I leave the house I get this sick feeling like I’m going to come home to my own hell. I can’t deal with it. I’m not even saying she’s got to hang the sword up. I just want her to reach for a gun first because that’s what the people coming are going to have. Shit fight with a sword in one hand and a gun in the other if she wants. (Now there's an image.) Hell, I wish she would. It'd scare the living fuck out of most people to see a screaming woman with a gun and a sword. It'd also relieve my worries.

I don’t even know if I’m making any fucking sense anymore. I feel like I’m talking in fucking circles and losing my damned mind.

When it comes down to it I need her to understand that I respect her and her skills. That war is different here and she needs to adapt to that if she wants, if she wants to be able to protect our children when I’m not around and protect me if it comes down to having to get me out of a jam. I ask her to train me, even when she feels like I’m insulting her by asking her to train me. (The hell if I understand that. If you can explain that to me please do because I ain’t got a fucking clue.) I train her too out of respect. I know she’s good and I know she’s got the potential to be as good with a gun as I am, maybe better because she’s got both eyes. She never sees that, all she sees is me asking her to learn something new which she construes as me being a fucking dominant bastard who wants to shove her in the kitchen barefoot and pregnant.

WHY THE FUCK WOULD I WANT TO TRAIN HER IN GUNS IF THAT IS WHAT I WANTED? God Damn it! Why is everything I say just me being a prick? She’s my wife, my partner and my equal. I share what I know with her because I trust her and want her to be as strong in this world she’s not used to as she was in Greece. My wife’s a strong warrior, so am I, now I just want to get us fighting on the same side, teaching each other, sharing our lives instead of quarreling over some misunderstanding that’s not true.

A song from the mun and I me. I think you'll like it.

"Jekyll and Hyde" by Judas Priest

I got to get my hands on the following things. Don't ask. You don't want to know why.

6 hinge joint servos
8 rotator servos
10 feet of ceramisteel 1 inch diameter rods
13 feet 1/4 inch ceramisteel diameter rods
One Cerami-diamond saw blade
One diamond bit drill
47 mini servos
A whole shit load of screws and bolts
One sheet impact foam
Two fiber optic eyes in brown
One voice modulator
A pair of auditory receivers with fiber optics
One chemical detection array
2 spools fiber optic cables
One power cuple
One mini surge protector
One Centauri or Minbari compact power supply
One block of sculptor's foam
3 lbs industrial grade form press powder
.3 lbs ceramisteel compound
Somewhere to melt ceramisteel to fill the form
The neural center of an ATAC and the gamma-6 release code for said neural center
USPF programs 923a and 915c
USPF protocol A-245-6
3 cubic feet military grade polyfiber
and 6 yards brown fur


Edit: I need double of the entire list. Except the fur and optic. Add 6 yards blue fur and one pair blue fiber optic eyes.

I am going to ask some questions, which I will also answer myself, then I want you to answer these questions as well. After you have done that, you need to ask me 5 questions, it doesn’t matter how strange, adult, or off the planet, which you will also answer and I will reply answering them, and so on and so forth.

If you wish the answers to me mun knowledge only, please say so, but make sure you are honest in your answers. That’s part of the fun…admitting the truth.

I stole my Questions from Here.

The Questions....


1. If you could relive your first time having sex, would you? Why or why not?

2. What is something you have done that you will never do again? Why not?

3. Have you ever become sexually aroused when you did not want to? When was it, and what happened?

4. When was the last time you looked at someone and thought solely about sexual things? Who was it?

5. A sex genie has just appeared after you were rubbing your "lamp." What is the one thing you have always wanted to try? (It's not petting the snake.)


( I got the answers )

I want to know 28 things about you. I don't care if we've never talked, never liked each other, or if we already know everything about each other. I really don't. You are obviously on my list, so let me know with whom I am friends!


1.Your Middle Name:
2. Age:
3. Single or Taken:
4. Favorite Movie:
5. Favorite Song:
6. Favorite Band/Artist:
7. Dirty or Clean:
8. Tattoos and/or Piercings:

( The better questions )