tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44746106922703507812024-03-13T12:33:29.941-07:00Operation ReplayRe-playing and/or playing my favorite games, one snarky comment at a time.fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.comBlogger174125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-30750903025071598902013-08-24T14:59:00.001-07:002013-08-24T14:59:12.120-07:00Okami Chapter 35: I'm Back to Full Power! Watch Me Fail at Doing Anything Meaningful! Hello and welcome to my 35th blog post about Okami. We're getting closer to the end, folks! I've completed the last dungeon in the game! I'm almost done! Yesterday I spent about 7 hours farming Demon Fangs, collecting last-minute treasures, finding more secret brush technique upgrades, and collecting more Solar Fragments and Stray Beads! We're nearly done here! <br />
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So, anyway. At the end of my last post, we were about to take on the mighty Wawku Shrine and the horrors waiting within. With that, let's begin! <br />
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Here's our first view of Wawku Shrine. Looks like a fun place. Are those cannon in the distance? <br />
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Why, yes. Yes, those are cannon. <br />
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I think you are correct. <br />
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Yeah, okay, whatever. <br />
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So I used Mist Warp to slow down time enough for me to see the projectiles being shot at me, which allowed me to Power Slash them back toward the cannon and destroy them. Then we moved on! Here's the central room in the Wawku Shrine.<br />
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But we couldn't go into just yet, because there was a Demon Lock blocking our way.<br />
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So we had to head off down the walkway to the right...which was covered in thin ice.<br />
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Very thin ice, in fact. So thin that it would break out from under us if we stood on it too long. So I couldn't get a good photo of it cracking. But I'm sure you get the idea.<br />
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In this room, we had to solve a puzzle involving little snow trees, a giant balance scale, a huge ball of ice, and a button in the floor. Issun, of course, was his usual dim self.<br />
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Right, Issun. Those dastardly demons put some little trees in here just to confuse you.<br />
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Why would there be houseplants here if they aren't intended for something? It's not like anyone lives here, Issun. Sheesh.<br />
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Yeah, whatever. <br />
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So I proceeded to put the little plants on the balance scale...<br />
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Well, at least one of them, anyway, because I didn't take a picture of them both on the scale. I also didn't take a picture of what I did next, which was Bloom them. Oops. They both grew into full-size trees and weighed down the scale, which enabled us to complete the next step in the puzzle. <br />
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The objective was to use Galestorm to roll the ice ball down that little corridor and onto the switch, but before the scale was weighed down, the corridor wasn't complete. And I couldn't just headbutt the ice ball, or this happened:<br />
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Just one of many times we'd get frozen over the course of the dungeon. No biggie. It's like Ammy has antifreeze in her blood or something.<br />
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So with some quick drawing...<br />
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...the ice ball rolled over to the floor switch.<br />
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This unlocked the door to the right in the above photo, which gave us access to the Exorcising Arrow key we needed! <br />
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So we made our way back to the main room, where the Demon Lock was totally freaking out at us...<br />
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Look at that. That is a Demon Lock that knows he's about to get sent screaming back to the underworld.<br />
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On the other side of the locked gate, we found a big piece of ice blocking the hole in the floor. When we melted the ice, this happened! <br />
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From there we rode the water fountain up to the side of the structure, where we had to make our way to another area without being violently blown up by all of the cannon shooting bombs at us.<br />
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Fortunately, the cannon were easily dispatched, and we continued on our way. <br />
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What? You're acting like I'm about to trigger a huge trap here! <br />
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The only beast I'm seeing around here is you! Heh heh heh.<br />
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Yeah, and? <br />
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Right...<br />
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Okay, well, I think I could have figured that out without the OMG STOP STOP STOP comments, but whatever.<br />
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So, after more exploring and solving puzzles, we found...THIS.<br />
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What is that, you ask? Well, let's take a closer look.<br />
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It's...a giant phonograph machine? With a blizzard coming out of it? Uhhh...okay.<br />
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I know, right? What'll they come up with next? Toasters that spew lava? <br />
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I thought we knew that already, but at least we found how they're doing it. Now, how do we stop this thing? <br />
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Fortunately, we found a nice little diagram in a nearby cave that just happened to show how it was supposed to be done. <br />
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Okay, let's go look at the Victrola again.<br />
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So it was just a matter of using Power Slash on the three round blue things (they were spinning really fast).<br />
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When we'd stopped all three of the wheels, the purple grate thing in the above picture disintegrated to reveal...<br />
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...a key we needed to get to a locked room in the main area! Sweet! <br />
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And as an added bonus, the blizzard stopped.<br />
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But before we could leave, another miracle happened! <br />
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Cool! I wonder what cool power I get this time! I hope it isn't something lame like drawing a line from something to something else again.<br />
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13? Isn't that an unlucky number? <br />
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Is that...a bull? <br />
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I see. Interesting.<br />
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You hid in a Victrola and thought you wouldn't get stuck? <br />
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Shut up and give me your power already! <br />
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Ooh! That could be useful.<br />
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Woohoo! Let's go kick some demon ass! <br />
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And then Itegami turned himself into a cool shield and gave himself to me. <br />
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Isn't that fire? I thought Itegami was the god of ice.<br />
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It's a snazzy new shield, though! FEAR THE POWER OF AMATERASU, DEMONS! I WILL CRUSH YOU ALL LIKE- <br />
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Shut up, Issun! I was monologuing! <br />
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He just told us that! <br />
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I don't think that would make a very good cake. Unless it's an ice cream cake. I could get behind that.<br />
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So Issun had me practice my new power on a nearby Flame Spider.<br />
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Okay, cool. Let's go freeze some stuff.<br />
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Yeah, okay. I think you'll be the one getting us killed if anything.<br />
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So we went back to the main room and started freezing Flame Spiders to get up to where we needed to go.<br />
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This involved a lot of careful timing of when to freeze the spiders to ensure I'd be able to jump to the next platform. <br />
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In one of the next rooms, we found another use for my new power. <br />
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Shut up, Issun.<br />
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Yeah, and? Shut up and let me work my magic.<br />
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So quit talking and let me do my thing already! <br />
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I guess I didn't take any pictures of that. Oh well. Turns out the sparkly mist means I could scribble on it with the brush to draw little floaty ice platforms to jump on. Fun stuff, except they're maddeningly slippery.<br />
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And after yet more exploration, we found...this! <br />
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A...big empty space?<br />
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Oh. This must be where those crazy robo-owls hang out.<br />
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Really? Because we have no idea how to fight this guy, but OKAY LET'S DO THIS! <br />
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But Robo-Owl just flew away from us. <br />
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I like how I just got a cool new shield, but the cinematics still insist on showing my old starter shield. <br />
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Ooh! It's my past self, looking all majestic! You know...except for that weird parasite infestation she should really get checked out. But how did he/she/it not get obliterated by that boulder? <br />
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Weird.<br />
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Looks like current-time Ammy doesn't get it either. Look, sometimes gods just do what they do and you don't know why! <br />
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kNGLV_w3bSI/UhkeMP03atI/AAAAAAAASD0/QGj1OXqlgkA/s1600/IMG_9213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>So then it was time for me to kick Nechku's ass. Well...one of the Ammys kicked Nechku's ass.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rm6bs_H3JPI/UhkbzD5BEoI/AAAAAAAASCs/oLq3EXgEc0E/s1600/IMG_9193.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rm6bs_H3JPI/UhkbzD5BEoI/AAAAAAAASCs/oLq3EXgEc0E/s320/IMG_9193.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Pretty sure past-Ammy did all the real work...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AvQyAPLULdg/Uhkb-yq3Z4I/AAAAAAAASC0/45Isq8eM3sI/s1600/IMG_9194.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AvQyAPLULdg/Uhkb-yq3Z4I/AAAAAAAASC0/45Isq8eM3sI/s320/IMG_9194.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />But we're both technically the same goddess...why does it matter which one gets the glory?<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1mtmQQCBxY/UhkcNizAcMI/AAAAAAAASC8/6qfVt8ayeVI/s1600/IMG_9195.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1mtmQQCBxY/UhkcNizAcMI/AAAAAAAASC8/6qfVt8ayeVI/s320/IMG_9195.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Okay, fine! <br /><br />But before I could deliver the final blow...more trouble showed up.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TDihEzojS7s/UhkcbjZBjII/AAAAAAAASDE/njT6qOOo1rk/s1600/IMG_9198.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TDihEzojS7s/UhkcbjZBjII/AAAAAAAASDE/njT6qOOo1rk/s320/IMG_9198.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Dammit, it's the other one! <br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Puxozy1jjps/Uhkcmz8bE0I/AAAAAAAASDM/LZh9QGK0HNg/s1600/IMG_9199.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Puxozy1jjps/Uhkcmz8bE0I/AAAAAAAASDM/LZh9QGK0HNg/s320/IMG_9199.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />But he looks like he's got somebody on his face...<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Kt8fRuuXq0/Uhkc0G_T7YI/AAAAAAAASDU/9T8I5OH3d4E/s1600/IMG_9200.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Kt8fRuuXq0/Uhkc0G_T7YI/AAAAAAAASDU/9T8I5OH3d4E/s320/IMG_9200.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oki! Dammit, why do you keep popping up at every turn?! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ow0vqekzus/UhkdAX4ERHI/AAAAAAAASDc/yozew8UBmSU/s1600/IMG_9204.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ow0vqekzus/UhkdAX4ERHI/AAAAAAAASDc/yozew8UBmSU/s320/IMG_9204.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Are you still crazy with frustration? <br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YepBBYPxOgY/UhkdYztCPOI/AAAAAAAASDk/led8sl1YLTc/s1600/IMG_9206.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YepBBYPxOgY/UhkdYztCPOI/AAAAAAAASDk/led8sl1YLTc/s320/IMG_9206.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Psst! Oki, your mouth is writing checks your abilities can't cash! Pack it in already! It's way too early for a boss fight! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PTpdJ6vWLcs/UhkdwmAXzkI/AAAAAAAASDs/n2-xaSsp-hI/s1600/IMG_9207.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PTpdJ6vWLcs/UhkdwmAXzkI/AAAAAAAASDs/n2-xaSsp-hI/s320/IMG_9207.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Just as soon as you realize your limits! <br /><br />Issun tried to warn us that the demons weren't done yet and that we should back off for now, but who listens to Issun?<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kNGLV_w3bSI/UhkeMP03atI/AAAAAAAASD0/QGj1OXqlgkA/s1600/IMG_9213.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kNGLV_w3bSI/UhkeMP03atI/AAAAAAAASD0/QGj1OXqlgkA/s320/IMG_9213.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7fi2DvZh5Q/UhkqPQLXlYI/AAAAAAAASHU/AaQilRONOg0/s1600/IMG_9278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>Dammit, Oki! <br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MAQgr1Z36JQ/UhkeW0dmCPI/AAAAAAAASD8/2_qoOGE8Gbc/s1600/IMG_9216.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MAQgr1Z36JQ/UhkeW0dmCPI/AAAAAAAASD8/2_qoOGE8Gbc/s320/IMG_9216.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh gods...<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uh-Q5OdFqmg/Uhkei1qr4QI/AAAAAAAASEE/Pzc0T3C8Z38/s1600/IMG_9217.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uh-Q5OdFqmg/Uhkei1qr4QI/AAAAAAAASEE/Pzc0T3C8Z38/s320/IMG_9217.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Give it up already! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dAH61_84jGc/UhkevX24uqI/AAAAAAAASEM/XvXn1wnlG4Q/s1600/IMG_9221.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dAH61_84jGc/UhkevX24uqI/AAAAAAAASEM/XvXn1wnlG4Q/s320/IMG_9221.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I think he lost his mind a long time ago. You're late to the party yet again, Issun.<br /><br />But before Oki could do something colossally stupid, the Twin Demons used their way-overpowered Time Stop ability, and things just went downhill from there.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rg-hkAbcSmg/UhkfrUo15yI/AAAAAAAASEY/FR2j0keHcPg/s1600/IMG_9224.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rg-hkAbcSmg/UhkfrUo15yI/AAAAAAAASEY/FR2j0keHcPg/s320/IMG_9224.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Apparently having time stop in this game means all the colors get reversed. Weird, I know.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yafmLcGWlF8/Uhkf8KXqWvI/AAAAAAAASEg/sCUXNn4Zkcs/s1600/IMG_9226.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yafmLcGWlF8/Uhkf8KXqWvI/AAAAAAAASEg/sCUXNn4Zkcs/s320/IMG_9226.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And since time was frozen, we were all frozen too. Well, except for those dastardly owls, which started flying slowly toward us.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JHPV7egtlb8/UhkgihYxtwI/AAAAAAAASEo/JsZxC691x34/s1600/IMG_9231.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JHPV7egtlb8/UhkgihYxtwI/AAAAAAAASEo/JsZxC691x34/s320/IMG_9231.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />But it was time for Past-Ammy to shine! Here she is brooding before she makes her big move.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NIBagi5r6FI/UhkgwWc065I/AAAAAAAASEw/isePVa8nEW0/s1600/IMG_9232.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NIBagi5r6FI/UhkgwWc065I/AAAAAAAASEw/isePVa8nEW0/s320/IMG_9232.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And then she leaped....<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nx6wXgZ_z2o/UhkhJvZ_g_I/AAAAAAAASE4/CyaxOYskoRU/s1600/IMG_9234.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nx6wXgZ_z2o/UhkhJvZ_g_I/AAAAAAAASE4/CyaxOYskoRU/s320/IMG_9234.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />...and that's a blurry picture of Past-Ammy breaking us out of the Time Stop, but taking a mortal wound in the process.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dekGA5jhubc/UhkhZ2qJLmI/AAAAAAAASFA/0cYT15ylEV0/s1600/IMG_9235.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dekGA5jhubc/UhkhZ2qJLmI/AAAAAAAASFA/0cYT15ylEV0/s320/IMG_9235.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />"It's so painful always being the one to save everyone else's bacon!" <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hw0U1Q0ToZg/UhkhkbcLgyI/AAAAAAAASFI/_5q4ln6ee7c/s1600/IMG_9237.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hw0U1Q0ToZg/UhkhkbcLgyI/AAAAAAAASFI/_5q4ln6ee7c/s320/IMG_9237.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And that's Oki doing a much-deserved face plant.<br /><br /><br />I didn't get a good picture of it, but somehow Past-Ammy was falling off a cliff, so I had to go grab her and save her, except I couldn't quite pull her back up. So Oki had to make a choice, once he brushed all that dirt off his face.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fr80Suz0g1I/UhkirQmqDFI/AAAAAAAASFU/V-pOIjMHafk/s1600/IMG_9241.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fr80Suz0g1I/UhkirQmqDFI/AAAAAAAASFU/V-pOIjMHafk/s320/IMG_9241.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />No, Oki! Don't do it! We need your help over here! <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TeImd4IMW20/Uhki3LPt-YI/AAAAAAAASFc/OrHDSxXpFNI/s1600/IMG_9242.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TeImd4IMW20/Uhki3LPt-YI/AAAAAAAASFc/OrHDSxXpFNI/s320/IMG_9242.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I don't know if you've noticed, but Past-Ammy is a lot bigger than I am for some reason, and I just can't do it myself! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XfFBOQPRbb0/UhkjFXQ1uJI/AAAAAAAASFk/IQZkjzzoRas/s1600/IMG_9246.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XfFBOQPRbb0/UhkjFXQ1uJI/AAAAAAAASFk/IQZkjzzoRas/s320/IMG_9246.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />See! Even Issun's helping! <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uHDhrVFNTRY/UhkjQdj8PbI/AAAAAAAASFs/UbbHtwrl6Fg/s1600/IMG_9249.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uHDhrVFNTRY/UhkjQdj8PbI/AAAAAAAASFs/UbbHtwrl6Fg/s320/IMG_9249.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Wait a second. I thought I was back at full power now that I have all 13 brush powers. Why can't I pull a stupid god-wolf back onto the ledge?! <br /><br />But don't get too depressed, people, because Oki made the right choice after all.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-So3WKksrVHQ/Uhkj7WNnC7I/AAAAAAAASF4/L0L4syOLiT0/s1600/IMG_9252.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-So3WKksrVHQ/Uhkj7WNnC7I/AAAAAAAASF4/L0L4syOLiT0/s320/IMG_9252.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yay! He's going to help us! Why is he just standing there? <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Py1svaeTcc/UhkkGTBXKjI/AAAAAAAASGA/zu62dMm4ctc/s1600/IMG_9254.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Py1svaeTcc/UhkkGTBXKjI/AAAAAAAASGA/zu62dMm4ctc/s320/IMG_9254.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />BWUH? <br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NcW2J2UYqpM/UhkkS_FT_ZI/AAAAAAAASGI/iLqEfairdtI/s1600/IMG_9257.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NcW2J2UYqpM/UhkkS_FT_ZI/AAAAAAAASGI/iLqEfairdtI/s320/IMG_9257.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />OMG THE PROPHECY FINALLY CAME TRUE. Can we all go home now? <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1zb1RHEs52A/UhkkfM6El1I/AAAAAAAASGQ/emckiR7CaeI/s1600/IMG_9262.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1zb1RHEs52A/UhkkfM6El1I/AAAAAAAASGQ/emckiR7CaeI/s320/IMG_9262.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Gah, you're finally helping us! My grip was starting to slip a little with all the talking...<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u4CMoReCRdU/Uhkktfxdh0I/AAAAAAAASGY/8bEZio0da_o/s1600/IMG_9263.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u4CMoReCRdU/Uhkktfxdh0I/AAAAAAAASGY/8bEZio0da_o/s320/IMG_9263.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />...while the guy wielding it was such a douchenozzle? <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YPKdGD7Qzk0/Uhkk4b94agI/AAAAAAAASGg/nKaRWo31F1o/s1600/IMG_9264.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YPKdGD7Qzk0/Uhkk4b94agI/AAAAAAAASGg/nKaRWo31F1o/s320/IMG_9264.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Ha, I was right! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qk7I3z8DXVo/UhknduVJdOI/AAAAAAAASGs/4obdrva1zyE/s1600/IMG_9267.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qk7I3z8DXVo/UhknduVJdOI/AAAAAAAASGs/4obdrva1zyE/s320/IMG_9267.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Just get to the point already! <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K2vz2eADYDc/UhkoKnOahgI/AAAAAAAASG0/kZX1TWEJYzw/s1600/IMG_9269.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K2vz2eADYDc/UhkoKnOahgI/AAAAAAAASG0/kZX1TWEJYzw/s320/IMG_9269.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Just don't get yourself killed in the process! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JWNXtmHSbvI/Uhkowlr7u5I/AAAAAAAASG8/2Gp1tTa8Dvo/s1600/IMG_9272.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JWNXtmHSbvI/Uhkowlr7u5I/AAAAAAAASG8/2Gp1tTa8Dvo/s320/IMG_9272.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />There you go! Now that your sword is glowing, you can do anything.<br /><br />Of course, then it was time to turn our attentions back to the mortally-wounded Past-Ammy. Hey, didn't she get mortally wounded last time we saw her? How is she still alive?<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-44elduG-JzA/UhkpGpBNiNI/AAAAAAAASHE/T24gSKxqgF4/s1600/IMG_9276.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-44elduG-JzA/UhkpGpBNiNI/AAAAAAAASHE/T24gSKxqgF4/s320/IMG_9276.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Somehow, I think the answer is yes. <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PCPouSf31wY/Uhkpwz9SEjI/AAAAAAAASHM/SdaTtcty_Jg/s1600/IMG_9277.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PCPouSf31wY/Uhkpwz9SEjI/AAAAAAAASHM/SdaTtcty_Jg/s320/IMG_9277.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And you're a divine disaster, so it all works out.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7fi2DvZh5Q/UhkqPQLXlYI/AAAAAAAASHU/AaQilRONOg0/s1600/IMG_9278.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7fi2DvZh5Q/UhkqPQLXlYI/AAAAAAAASHU/AaQilRONOg0/s320/IMG_9278.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br /><br />I guess I didn't get any pictures of it, but the four of us decided that Oki would stay with Past-Ammy while Issun and I finished the rest of the dungeon. You know, because there's still half a dungeon left to discover. But this post is getting long, so I'm going to have to save that for next time. <br />
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Check back next time for the exciting conclusion, where I don't bumble around like an idiot during the final boss fight, and we succeed at all of our dreams!<br />
<br />Until next time, heroes!fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-55160432140832713422013-07-31T20:06:00.003-07:002013-07-31T20:07:07.634-07:00Two Years Ago This Month......I continued the list of games I wanted to play through and comment on. Here's the progress I've made since the beginning:<br />
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<strike> The Legend of Zelda: The Wind Waker </strike><br />
<strike>The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess</strike><br />
<strike>The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time</strike><br />
The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask (played through 1/3 of it last summer)<br />
Okami (nearly finished)<br />
No More Heroes<br />
No More Heroes 2: Desperate Struggle<br />
Deadly Creatures (haven't played in quite some time)<br />
<strike>Fragile Dreams: Farewell Ruins of the Moon</strike> (I at least played it, but not sure if I'm ready to replay it yet)<br />
<strike> World of Warcraft</strike> (only when I'm especially bored)<br />
Portal 2 (probably not going to happen)<br />
Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic (might be doable)<br />
<strike> The Sims 3: Generations (and all previous expansions) </strike><br />
The Sims Medieval (also probably not going to happen)<br />
Possibly
some <strike>Dragon Age: Origins</strike>/Dragon Age 2<br />
<strike> The Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword </strike> <br />
NEW! Xenoblade Chronicles<br />
NEW! Okamiden<br />
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I haven't decided which game I'm going to play after Okami, but I'm leaning toward Dragon Age 2 even though my Origins playthrough didn't end well. I figure I can still make fun of it without being too repetitive (and half the original problem with Origins was that I'd played it so many times already that it just wasn't fun anymore). While I've played through DA2 more times than Origins, at least the gameplay is less tedious. <br />
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So, I'll be finished with Okami in a few more posts. One of these days I'll have to get back to Deadly Creatures, but it just isn't pulling me in. I'm thinking about doing a replay of Xenoblade Chronicles once I get done playing it, but considering how long it's taken me to play Okami, and given the size I've heard Xenoblade is...that's probably a bad idea. And I haven't even played Xenoblade since May because it got too World of Warcrafty. <br />
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I also finally found an unopened copy of Okamiden for a decent price and started playing that, so I may attempt to replay that at some point, if I can figure out whether trying to photograph a 3DS screen would just be a lesson in futility. Oh well. In another year, I'll have to post another game update and see how things are going! In the meantime...I'll try to keep posting! Thanks for paying attention, reader(s)! fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-22715460201295134142013-07-30T10:52:00.001-07:002013-07-30T10:52:08.307-07:00Okami Chapter 34: Lots of Talking, Not Much DoingHello, heroes! Welcome to my 34th Okami post. Today's post comes
quite late, as I'm sure you've noticed. I actually wrote it on my phone,
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<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />You mean that wolf that looked exactly like me? <br /><br />
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Yeah, but it would have been a lot nicer if the whole village wasn't in danger of freezing to death while we stand here gabbing...<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LPejfKn-eVE/UffspSaR3dI/AAAAAAAARvA/JJNOx_uditQ/s1600/IMG_8814.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LPejfKn-eVE/UffspSaR3dI/AAAAAAAARvA/JJNOx_uditQ/s320/IMG_8814.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /></div>
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We're all dying to know. Were you demon-possessed, or did you decide to get up to some mischief in the middle of a blizzard?<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-66l8rynpxDY/UffsxCjZEOI/AAAAAAAARvI/B-WeYRUZ-qU/s1600/IMG_8815.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-66l8rynpxDY/UffsxCjZEOI/AAAAAAAARvI/B-WeYRUZ-qU/s320/IMG_8815.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
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Yeah, you know, that thing we just came through?<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--3R6kNOvETg/Uffs3HNqMzI/AAAAAAAARvQ/RT93t-xD0Jc/s1600/IMG_8816.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--3R6kNOvETg/Uffs3HNqMzI/AAAAAAAARvQ/RT93t-xD0Jc/s320/IMG_8816.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /></div>
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Two owls? Where have I heard about them before?<br /></div>
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Did she stutter or something? Why do you always repeat what everyone says? Are you just too dumb to understand?<br /></div>
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Well, they were, before they were corrupted and became demons, apparently.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PBKcIhB1aSY/UfftjEgyp5I/AAAAAAAARwI/yfceVBFnYGY/s1600/IMG_8823.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PBKcIhB1aSY/UfftjEgyp5I/AAAAAAAARwI/yfceVBFnYGY/s320/IMG_8823.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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<br />Because they want everyone to freeze to death. DUH.</div>
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But before Issun could mindlessly repeat more of what Lika was saying, we all got distracted.<br /></div>
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Didn't somebody say something about a Day of Darkness approaching?<br /></div>
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Then we'd better get back to Kamui before everyone freezes!<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HzaIct2EZug/UffuNWOCqMI/AAAAAAAARww/VNphSMS3xJo/s1600/IMG_8830.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HzaIct2EZug/UffuNWOCqMI/AAAAAAAARww/VNphSMS3xJo/s320/IMG_8830.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
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Okay, seriously? <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_4Fqso61QRs/UffuUQkdfcI/AAAAAAAARw4/DVBGn9kOlbQ/s1600/IMG_8831.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_4Fqso61QRs/UffuUQkdfcI/AAAAAAAARw4/DVBGn9kOlbQ/s320/IMG_8831.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
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<br />You don't know what the Day of Darkness is? I can't believe Issun paid attention in class and you didn't.<br /></div>
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I guess we'll find out if we keep standing here, huh?<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-odX79gvbOxg/UffuxlX386I/AAAAAAAARxQ/xHd_2F0q2ug/s1600/IMG_8834.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-odX79gvbOxg/UffuxlX386I/AAAAAAAARxQ/xHd_2F0q2ug/s320/IMG_8834.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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<br />What are you, stupid? Nobody told you what a sun god is?<br /></div>
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<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Ha! Just cut to the chase and don't bother explaining me, then.<br /><br />
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<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Okay, seriously? You're really this clueless? Where's a Clue Tongue when we need it? Or a Clue Mallet?<br /><br />
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We know. He told us. That's why we came to find you.<br /></div>
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He told us that too. Like I said, that's why we're here.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-AVaSydTMo/UffvfXJeSsI/AAAAAAAARyA/EUbDZJZIT28/s1600/IMG_8842.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-AVaSydTMo/UffvfXJeSsI/AAAAAAAARyA/EUbDZJZIT28/s320/IMG_8842.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />
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So why are we standing here talking?<br /></div>
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surprised by it, since the old man warned us that it was going to
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But at long last, we struggled our way through the blizzard and up to the altar near the frozen lake. But nobody was there.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xR2Z7EVorMI/Uffv77rsEgI/AAAAAAAARyY/BlKef9gtdpE/s1600/IMG_8850.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xR2Z7EVorMI/Uffv77rsEgI/AAAAAAAARyY/BlKef9gtdpE/s320/IMG_8850.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /></div>
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How strange. Oh well. Time to start praying, Lika!<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2FvGGS7vOTU/UffwDqVSCjI/AAAAAAAARyg/mLQVLDME9Z0/s1600/IMG_8851.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2FvGGS7vOTU/UffwDqVSCjI/AAAAAAAARyg/mLQVLDME9Z0/s320/IMG_8851.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /></div>
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We can't? Why not?<br /></div>
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<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Fine! I guess we'll have to go up to the entrance of the Wawku Shrine and see if they're there.<br /><br />
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<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It's the Day of Darkness, you dunce. We knew this was going to happen, remember?<br /><br />
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See? Told you.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EKTSe0cnbP0/Uffwo7cIOdI/AAAAAAAARzI/4H43W10xNY4/s1600/IMG_8858.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EKTSe0cnbP0/Uffwo7cIOdI/AAAAAAAARzI/4H43W10xNY4/s320/IMG_8858.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /></div>
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Because they want us to freeze to death, right.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vn13Blzuqss/Uffw3UciQiI/AAAAAAAARzc/r9Y9GIg2VnY/s1600/IMG_8860.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vn13Blzuqss/Uffw3UciQiI/AAAAAAAARzc/r9Y9GIg2VnY/s320/IMG_8860.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oki? What did that douchebag do now?<br /><br />
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Ugh. I am so done with this guy. Next time he needs me to save his bacon, I'm not doing it.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-daAKXwRNYlU/UffxF-bT9ZI/AAAAAAAARzo/35yPLFgWBcI/s1600/IMG_8862.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-daAKXwRNYlU/UffxF-bT9ZI/AAAAAAAARzo/35yPLFgWBcI/s320/IMG_8862.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />
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So he went all crazy on us? That's just great.<br /></div>
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<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So, in other words, you're a failure?<br /><br />
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<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1xuVtLD1LnI/Uffzp85aSCI/AAAAAAAAR1g/fvfscXgOuJE/s1600/IMG_8877.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>There
was a really cold wind blowing out from the doorway to the shrine, you
see. You can see some of the villagers in the background of the photos trying to close
the door, but it was just no use.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J7Az309p4Hg/UffxhlFmDaI/AAAAAAAAR0A/tpdfR-T-2Rg/s1600/IMG_8865.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J7Az309p4Hg/UffxhlFmDaI/AAAAAAAAR0A/tpdfR-T-2Rg/s320/IMG_8865.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah, I noticed. But he's a douchebag, so I didn't really care.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6QNKOo62wLc/Uffxr36scoI/AAAAAAAAR0I/YXLUlmVtOnM/s1600/IMG_8866.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6QNKOo62wLc/Uffxr36scoI/AAAAAAAAR0I/YXLUlmVtOnM/s320/IMG_8866.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well, he was pretty upset according to the Narrator...<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qDMNULvDBnE/Uffx5-4tldI/AAAAAAAAR0Q/A_6tDs_cMLg/s1600/IMG_8867.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qDMNULvDBnE/Uffx5-4tldI/AAAAAAAAR0Q/A_6tDs_cMLg/s320/IMG_8867.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I wouldn't put it past him, but he's probably just trying to figure out why the sword he stole won't glow.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t2mvR01PsiA/UffyERlYMvI/AAAAAAAAR0Y/n086VhgNKRg/s1600/IMG_8868.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t2mvR01PsiA/UffyERlYMvI/AAAAAAAAR0Y/n086VhgNKRg/s320/IMG_8868.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />If you say so, lady...<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wENADosJ5TU/UffySdy5-EI/AAAAAAAAR0g/FALOtutirm4/s1600/IMG_8869.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wENADosJ5TU/UffySdy5-EI/AAAAAAAAR0g/FALOtutirm4/s320/IMG_8869.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I don't, and he put the whole village at risk by taking it. <br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XhtmlMEX0jQ/UffydXqimeI/AAAAAAAAR0o/cC1pSbvjnPk/s1600/IMG_8870.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XhtmlMEX0jQ/UffydXqimeI/AAAAAAAAR0o/cC1pSbvjnPk/s320/IMG_8870.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />There's a saying out there, but I can't quite remember how it goes.
Something about a road to hell and good intentions? It's right on the
tip of my tongue...<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lmeuNPsiwVo/UffyqO6ZtrI/AAAAAAAAR0w/G8lmg1YU4kM/s1600/IMG_8871.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lmeuNPsiwVo/UffyqO6ZtrI/AAAAAAAAR0w/G8lmg1YU4kM/s320/IMG_8871.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Go on...<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bXqKec_11sc/Uffy0a9M0PI/AAAAAAAAR04/NKA2o14aS_Y/s1600/IMG_8872.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bXqKec_11sc/Uffy0a9M0PI/AAAAAAAAR04/NKA2o14aS_Y/s320/IMG_8872.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Don't care! Still a douchebag!<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FFfI0pmybgg/Uffy_daUewI/AAAAAAAAR1A/KX6U6x1FfIw/s1600/IMG_8873.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FFfI0pmybgg/Uffy_daUewI/AAAAAAAAR1A/KX6U6x1FfIw/s320/IMG_8873.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I thought so too. How did Oki get dragged into it?<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aK6RwwpI9BQ/UffzJpiiVBI/AAAAAAAAR1I/Smd1Ai0WuKM/s1600/IMG_8874.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aK6RwwpI9BQ/UffzJpiiVBI/AAAAAAAAR1I/Smd1Ai0WuKM/s320/IMG_8874.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well, I guess that was pretty brave, but he's made a lot of boneheaded decisons since then.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBtU-IF4pl8/UffzUZoAcbI/AAAAAAAAR1Q/NO2wc596aRw/s1600/IMG_8875.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBtU-IF4pl8/UffzUZoAcbI/AAAAAAAAR1Q/NO2wc596aRw/s320/IMG_8875.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah, yeah, whatever. How did he escape alive? I bet he ran away crying about a glowing sword.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NWMri4i-dQo/Uffzen-OwqI/AAAAAAAAR1Y/G2qfLhM5WW0/s1600/IMG_8876.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NWMri4i-dQo/Uffzen-OwqI/AAAAAAAAR1Y/G2qfLhM5WW0/s320/IMG_8876.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />So now I get to go fix your mess again? Why doesn't that surprise me?<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1xuVtLD1LnI/Uffzp85aSCI/AAAAAAAAR1g/fvfscXgOuJE/s1600/IMG_8877.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1xuVtLD1LnI/Uffzp85aSCI/AAAAAAAAR1g/fvfscXgOuJE/s320/IMG_8877.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Just in time to royally screw things up for everyone else, right?<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QKDaLauAlUk/UffzznW8JoI/AAAAAAAAR1o/voMYFkNlvVI/s1600/IMG_8878.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QKDaLauAlUk/UffzznW8JoI/AAAAAAAAR1o/voMYFkNlvVI/s320/IMG_8878.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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you keep making excuses for this guy? Do you have the hots for him or
something?<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mzlUQ-dw15E/Uff0KYGaXNI/AAAAAAAAR14/rY-0R9wcF4k/s1600/IMG_8880.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mzlUQ-dw15E/Uff0KYGaXNI/AAAAAAAAR14/rY-0R9wcF4k/s320/IMG_8880.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Right. That's the part where he screwed up the first time.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zkIVWJbDy0E/Uff1vEFlZZI/AAAAAAAAR3A/97CQN7f61ow/s1600/IMG_8881.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zkIVWJbDy0E/Uff1vEFlZZI/AAAAAAAAR3A/97CQN7f61ow/s320/IMG_8881.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br /><br />He said he didn't care if Lika died. Did you know that? <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ckTZZ3uzVeM/Uff19BuYq6I/AAAAAAAAR3I/q0hoIA6EoIQ/s1600/IMG_8882.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ckTZZ3uzVeM/Uff19BuYq6I/AAAAAAAAR3I/q0hoIA6EoIQ/s320/IMG_8882.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh, whatever. He's just trying to feed his ego. HE'S AN ASSHOLE.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lBn0Qd4ne5Q/Uff2I5t8BEI/AAAAAAAAR3U/pJxrJk1AfFo/s1600/IMG_8884.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lBn0Qd4ne5Q/Uff2I5t8BEI/AAAAAAAAR3U/pJxrJk1AfFo/s320/IMG_8884.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />We're aware of that, you failure. What do we do now?<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H-gPASOY_8M/Uff2WD_SdbI/AAAAAAAAR3c/ppL9AeqlBLc/s1600/IMG_8886.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H-gPASOY_8M/Uff2WD_SdbI/AAAAAAAAR3c/ppL9AeqlBLc/s320/IMG_8886.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br /><br />I knew it. What do we have to do?<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0hQaUSCpSyk/Uff2ixdLEaI/AAAAAAAAR3k/MTjoeV2PrhA/s1600/IMG_8887.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0hQaUSCpSyk/Uff2ixdLEaI/AAAAAAAAR3k/MTjoeV2PrhA/s320/IMG_8887.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />The kind that puts more thought into their decisions?<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUFmHOHU3mA/Uff2wJGS59I/AAAAAAAAR3s/sxlyUr9EH74/s1600/IMG_8888.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUFmHOHU3mA/Uff2wJGS59I/AAAAAAAAR3s/sxlyUr9EH74/s320/IMG_8888.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />As he did the complete opposite! Okay, what now?<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eLQ0KPb6xbo/Uff27_Jn5QI/AAAAAAAAR30/hsJKn3dhy9c/s1600/IMG_8889.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eLQ0KPb6xbo/Uff27_Jn5QI/AAAAAAAAR30/hsJKn3dhy9c/s320/IMG_8889.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />...I'm pretty sure it would.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hgjeLqpXKzE/Uff3U_yAdCI/AAAAAAAAR4E/QP6bFgnfuFM/s1600/IMG_8891.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hgjeLqpXKzE/Uff3U_yAdCI/AAAAAAAAR4E/QP6bFgnfuFM/s320/IMG_8891.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Knock yourself out, kid. Just...not literally, because that would be bad.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2wVbg1ayUgA/Uff3xUcOFhI/AAAAAAAAR4M/CgV6C7hleK4/s1600/IMG_8892.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2wVbg1ayUgA/Uff3xUcOFhI/AAAAAAAAR4M/CgV6C7hleK4/s320/IMG_8892.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Take care of her, Tuskle. Oki couldn't.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6oq3HiITqgY/Uff4sUjf8qI/AAAAAAAAR4c/OI_0pKcnyIQ/s1600/IMG_8894.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6oq3HiITqgY/Uff4sUjf8qI/AAAAAAAAR4c/OI_0pKcnyIQ/s320/IMG_8894.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />There was another reason? Okay, let's hear it.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4jyJ3XjwSx4/Uff44UzXcSI/AAAAAAAAR4k/NnXhQlOnvIU/s1600/IMG_8897.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4jyJ3XjwSx4/Uff44UzXcSI/AAAAAAAAR4k/NnXhQlOnvIU/s320/IMG_8897.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I thought we knew that already?<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ErgIkY-kvgg/Uff5F6zKyvI/AAAAAAAAR4s/RFTMl28MKO0/s1600/IMG_8899.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ErgIkY-kvgg/Uff5F6zKyvI/AAAAAAAAR4s/RFTMl28MKO0/s320/IMG_8899.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />He already tried to do that and failed miserably. Let's hope we don't find him dead in there.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MUvK-R-Yj2o/Uff5RjbzaII/AAAAAAAAR40/4TTq1NliU8U/s1600/IMG_8900.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MUvK-R-Yj2o/Uff5RjbzaII/AAAAAAAAR40/4TTq1NliU8U/s320/IMG_8900.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />What silly names. I suppose there are worse ones, like Tuskle. Or Samickle.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GTuVd2c3CLI/Uff5eX8dGeI/AAAAAAAAR48/fimyHuLdTlM/s1600/IMG_8901.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GTuVd2c3CLI/Uff5eX8dGeI/AAAAAAAAR48/fimyHuLdTlM/s320/IMG_8901.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br /><br />Oh, they aren't the actual guardian owls. Just a couple of statues. That explains a lot.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nOoO3JpXgLA/Uff5oGll6QI/AAAAAAAAR5E/CKjG5A9TVas/s1600/IMG_8902.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nOoO3JpXgLA/Uff5oGll6QI/AAAAAAAAR5E/CKjG5A9TVas/s320/IMG_8902.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />If they were statues, why didn't they just destroy them? I mean, if word got out that I was letting my village be terrorized by a couple of statues, I'd be pretty embarrassed.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JO5i8kiq21M/Uff564aR0fI/AAAAAAAAR5M/CoyLLdWpxjA/s1600/IMG_8903.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JO5i8kiq21M/Uff564aR0fI/AAAAAAAAR5M/CoyLLdWpxjA/s320/IMG_8903.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I wonder whose major blunder led to that happening. Don't tell me Oki did it...<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PBlMhTEuquU/Uff6GExnq8I/AAAAAAAAR5U/b1CLQ0jcUVY/s1600/IMG_8904.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PBlMhTEuquU/Uff6GExnq8I/AAAAAAAAR5U/b1CLQ0jcUVY/s320/IMG_8904.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Of course it isn't coincidence. This is a video game.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vcRkYMilf8U/Uff6XxYGdoI/AAAAAAAAR5c/dKRM2u6SKkI/s1600/IMG_8905.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vcRkYMilf8U/Uff6XxYGdoI/AAAAAAAAR5c/dKRM2u6SKkI/s320/IMG_8905.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />All I remember him saying was something about kicking our asses right before we kicked all nine of his asses.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NXJcq4DTeAs/Uff6kFX0dvI/AAAAAAAAR5k/dM2xe4Ef_3s/s1600/IMG_8906.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NXJcq4DTeAs/Uff6kFX0dvI/AAAAAAAAR5k/dM2xe4Ef_3s/s320/IMG_8906.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh, right. Well, I'm sure we'll find out more about Yami as soon as the plot says we should.<br /><br /><br />
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<br />fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-52889460229097978102013-07-10T20:22:00.001-07:002013-07-10T20:22:09.737-07:00Okami Chapter 33: We Gotta Get Back to the Future! Hello, heroes, and welcome to my 33rd post about Okami! We're getting closer to the end, but first we have a whole lot more <strike>pointless rehashes</strike> exciting plot developments to cover! Keep reading to find out how we vanquish Past-Okami with the help of Nagi and absolutely no help from that douchebag Oki. And with that, let's get the party started! <br />
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When I last left off,we had just stolen Nami's white sacrificial robe and somehow dressed Nagi up in it so we could give him a ride to the Moon Cave. But the cops showed up as soon as we left Kamiki Village.<br /><br />
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At least that's what it seemed like, with the weird noise these particular enemies made...<br /><br />
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I didn't have the foresight to actually look and see what these enemies are actually called, but they look vaguely like Gumby in the paintings, so we'll go with that.<br /><br />
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So the weird Gumby guys did their little dance and then attacked, but they died pretty easily. Then we were mostly free to explore the Shinshu Field of the past! Except it was a lot smaller than the Shinshu Field of the future. I guess the developers didn't really want us to spend much time here.<br /><br />
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There was a little exploring to be done with some hidden clovers and a couple small treasures though, so it wasn't a complete waste of time. And then we reached the Moon Cave! <br /><br />
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Looks just as scary as it did before, if not more so.<br />
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And then the aliens attacked! Or so it seemed.<br /><br />
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Is it just me, or do the baddies keep getting weirder and weirder? It's like they're running out of ideas.<br />
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Actually, maybe this is just what the demons looked like 100 years ago. I suppose it would be a simpler explanation.<br /><br />
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But really...for this one, I'm going to have to go with alien.<br /><br />
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Just look at those crazy eyes! They have to be aliens working for Orochi. <br />
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Fortunately, the aliens were (more or less) easily dealt with, and we made our way to the cave entrance.<br /><br />
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Somehow Nagi managed to stay on my back the whole time, but don't ask me how.<br /><br /> <br />
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Why would there be? He hasn't been defeated yet. Clearly, in this time period, he's still megalomaniacal enough to think he can't be defeated.<br /><br />
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"Oh, that Orochi! What a scamp!" <br /><br />
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Well, yeah. Especially since we haven't seen Lika yet, and she's gotta be around here somewhere.<br /><br />
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100 years ago, yeah yeah, we get it...<br /><br />
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Oh, well, yeah...well, I'm counting on the past-Ammy to show up for the dying part. You know, because it would be really bad if I died.<br /><br />
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So why did I show up every year if I didn't help kill Orochi each time? Was I waiting for a <strike>girl like you</strike> hero like Nagi to show up? <br /><br />
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Why are you telling me all this again? I KNOW.<br /><br />
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I guess I was just trying to trick everyone. Because I'm sneaky! <br /><br />
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Oh, whatever. He probably didn't even know it was me all this time! <br />
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But before we could speculate about the situation any longer...Nagi woke up.<br /><br />
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This led to several moments of awkward silence. <br /><br />
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It's not every day the village drunk/warrior wakes up in a dress, riding on the back of a wolf. <br />
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Fortunately, he dismounted with a minimum of awkwardness, as far as I could tell.<br /><br />
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Welcome to Hell! <br /><br />
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Because it's your destiny. Now shut up and go kill Orochi! <br /><br />
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Yeah, I guess I knocked him out pretty good, huh? <br /><br />
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You say that like it's a good thing! <br /><br />
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Let's remember that this guy is Susano's ancestor. Therefore, it seems highly likely that he never actually intended to fight Orochi in the first place.<br /><br />
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So, we might have to, uh...psych him up a bit! <br /><br />
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But then again...maybe not.<br />
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Actually, we didn't have to do any convincing at all. Nagi ran into the cave all by himself! <br />
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I think Issun thought one of Orochi's heads was going to come out and grab us. Um, okay...<br /><br />
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Alas, it was not to be. Orochi rejected Nagi as the sacrifice! <br /><br />
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I guess it really isn't as simple as dressing a guy up as a girl and sending him in to do some slicing.<br /><br />
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So what now, genius?<br />
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Oh, and once again, we were stuck on the inside of the barrier that magically appeared across the mouth of the cave, and Nagi got thrown on the other side.<br />
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Woohoo, we're about to fight Orochi without Nagi. This could get interesting...<br />
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When we entered the Moon Cave, we found...this! <br /><br />
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It's the Moon Cave, but this time the stairs aren't broken, so we can go right up! Hey, what's that on the stairs?<br />
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I guess I didn't get a picture of that, but it was the sake we need to defeat Orochi. How handy! <br />
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So we ran up the stairs to see what was going on, and found...Oki?! <br /><br />
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NO WAY, right? It's not like there was anywhere else he could go or anything! <br />
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Are you sure you're not just delusional?<br /><br />
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Look man, if there was anywhere else I could have gone, I would have gone there! <br />
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Duh. But I guess I've been here before and you haven't. Wait a second. The other me still hasn't shown up. Are we destroying the space-time continuum just by being here? <br /><br />
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Looks like they just thought of that too. <br />
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But before anyone could start freaking out, Issun distracted us.<br /><br />
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Dammit, who let Nagi in? I thought that barrier was secure! And who let him at the 8 Purification Sake?! <br /><br />
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Who? <br />
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Oh, right, the entire reason we came here to start with.<br /><br />
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OH SNAP.<br /><br />
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She's the sacrifice!<br />
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Unfortunately, I didn't get a picture of her lying underneath the bell in the above picture, so you'll have to take my word for it.<br />
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And then Orochi showed up again! <br /><br />
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Looks like this is going to go down pretty much the same way as before.<br /><br />
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"Blah blah, how dare you come here, going to kill you, but I don't just snatch you up and eat you with one of my eight heads because reasons, blah blah blah." <br /><br />
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Back off, small fry! This is my fight! <br /><br />
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I thought last time was the real deal! Or was it the time before that? Wait, that was this time! ...I'm confused.<br />
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I know, I know! Let me fight already! <br /><br />
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Lemme at 'im! Lemme at 'im! I'll kick his scaly ass! <br />
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I do what I want, snake breath! Now prepare to, uh...become a belt! 8 belts!<br /><br /> <br />
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God of the underworld? That's a new one. Well, I guess every demon has to start somewhere, huh? <br /><br />
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Why are you wasting time explaining your Evil Plan? Just kill us already! <br /><br />
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Oh? I think I'm going to make you pay for defiling the lake instead! <br /><br />
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Shut up, Oki! This doesn't have anything to do with you! <br /><br />
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Are you sure about that? <br /><br />
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Something tells me you're going to be sorely disappointed in 3...2...1...<br /><br />
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Yeah! You don't want Kutone to feast on her blood too! <br />
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What? <br /><br />
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You know what? You're a total douchebag, and I'm not going to support you anymore. Kutone, don't work for him! <br /><br />
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Don't do it, Kutone! This is my job anyway! <br /><br />
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Then you'd better get it ready! <br />
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And then it was time for the battle to start! Fortunately, it was pretty much just a rehash of the previous time I fought Orochi. Which makes sense, really. I had to dodge the heads' attacks and wait for them to roar, then use Waterspout to fill their mouths with sake. Once they were fully drunk, the heads fell on the ground like so...<br /><br />
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...and once I had made three heads drunk, they all fell down and I could climb up onto the main body...<br />
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...and hit that bell as many times as I could before the heads got back up and tried to fry me with their flames.<br />
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This actually didn't take very long, which was nice! Woo! <br /><br />
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I destroyed the bell and it's on fire! I hope Lika escaped...<br />
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Right about that time, I was going to deliver the final blow, but that douchebag Oki got in the way.<br /><br />
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Yeah! Leave the heroism to us, you tool! <br /><br />
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<br />Ugh. He's completely clueless. Well, I guess I don't really care if he gets killed.<br />
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You're just going to be disappointed! Give up now! <br /><br />
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I did all the work, anyway!<br /><br />
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See? YOU'RE A FAILURE! Now go home and let the adults do the work! <br /><br />
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See? Orochi laughs at your weak sword.<br /><br />
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I do. You're a failure! <br /><br />
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Because you were too impatient to wait for fate! Plus, you're a tool.<br />
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Meanwhile, back in non-whiny land, Orochi tried to eat us...<br /><br />
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...But someone got in his way! <br /><br />
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NAGI?! No way! <br /><br />
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Haha! He got in through the servants' lift.<br />
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I believe it is, yes.<br /><br />
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Wait a second, is he holding a mic? Is he about to throw down a blistering rap solo? <br /><br />
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Oh, never mind. He's just posing.<br /><br />
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Well, at least he's not as reluctant about the whole thing as Susano was.<br /><br />
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You tell him, Nagi! <br /><br />
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Woohoo! Kick his ass, Nagi! <br />
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And then he tried to do some kind of crazy flip or some shit and landed on his head.<br /><br />
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That looked painful...<br /><br />
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"I meant to do that. Totally. Now somebody help me up."<br /><br />
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-quEG2kUe-7I/Ud2-Tq4hmAI/AAAAAAAARgI/uH47xgkYXYY/s1600/IMG_8723.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>I'm here because DESTINY DEMANDS IT.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SpIpigp_RCI/Ud2-IjCt6MI/AAAAAAAARgA/cA5hemohN40/s1600/IMG_8721.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SpIpigp_RCI/Ud2-IjCt6MI/AAAAAAAARgA/cA5hemohN40/s320/IMG_8721.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Fine! Just get up before your neck breaks! <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-quEG2kUe-7I/Ud2-Tq4hmAI/AAAAAAAARgI/uH47xgkYXYY/s1600/IMG_8723.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-quEG2kUe-7I/Ud2-Tq4hmAI/AAAAAAAARgI/uH47xgkYXYY/s320/IMG_8723.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iglKINlza_o/Ud3HrC9dS5I/AAAAAAAARhY/I0jkmWZDkWg/s1600/IMG_8738.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>Hurry up and kill him already! <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A8lWfm5MpDY/Ud2_6sYx6_I/AAAAAAAARgY/AjLoozXCp5c/s1600/IMG_8724.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A8lWfm5MpDY/Ud2_6sYx6_I/AAAAAAAARgY/AjLoozXCp5c/s320/IMG_8724.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Ooh! Ooh! That's my cue! I'm supposed to draw a moon, right? <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-79DxWgsXAZM/Ud3AHHF_k4I/AAAAAAAARgg/uhMDSYFeRMg/s1600/IMG_8727.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-79DxWgsXAZM/Ud3AHHF_k4I/AAAAAAAARgg/uhMDSYFeRMg/s320/IMG_8727.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />SHUT UP AND LET ME DRAW A MOON<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PWBtFOjZD_0/Ud3AS3_aTzI/AAAAAAAARgo/CJXbAazVrII/s1600/IMG_8730.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PWBtFOjZD_0/Ud3AS3_aTzI/AAAAAAAARgo/CJXbAazVrII/s320/IMG_8730.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yes! It's moon-drawing time!<br /> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_iQ-Z74Gh80/Ud3AbKckVRI/AAAAAAAARgw/qb8bQUmwPM0/s1600/IMG_8732.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_iQ-Z74Gh80/Ud3AbKckVRI/AAAAAAAARgw/qb8bQUmwPM0/s320/IMG_8732.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Okay! It's snake-killing time! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vFL-tcI8dxE/Ud3GT3v3BtI/AAAAAAAARhA/L3f0BUVNEgc/s1600/IMG_8734.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vFL-tcI8dxE/Ud3GT3v3BtI/AAAAAAAARhA/L3f0BUVNEgc/s320/IMG_8734.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh, wait. I mean, NOW it's snake-killing time.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g7dhMUVb7_A/Ud3G9gRGWiI/AAAAAAAARhI/UfvFYb_xjAo/s1600/IMG_8736.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g7dhMUVb7_A/Ud3G9gRGWiI/AAAAAAAARhI/UfvFYb_xjAo/s320/IMG_8736.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Okay, hold on. Looks like there's some more exposition here.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J6fbNVoee18/Ud3HJTfM04I/AAAAAAAARhQ/0pDXiJC-WY0/s1600/IMG_8737.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J6fbNVoee18/Ud3HJTfM04I/AAAAAAAARhQ/0pDXiJC-WY0/s320/IMG_8737.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Glowing? Like yours eventually would have if you'd left well enough alone?<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iglKINlza_o/Ud3HrC9dS5I/AAAAAAAARhY/I0jkmWZDkWg/s1600/IMG_8738.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iglKINlza_o/Ud3HrC9dS5I/AAAAAAAARhY/I0jkmWZDkWg/s320/IMG_8738.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />
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You just got the ultimate power! Now use it to kill Orochi so we can all go home! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cI_f0cbji2w/Ud3NDoOJ5SI/AAAAAAAARho/Gz0S-uLlQGU/s1600/IMG_8741.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cI_f0cbji2w/Ud3NDoOJ5SI/AAAAAAAARho/Gz0S-uLlQGU/s320/IMG_8741.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />
And then it was finally time to start slicing. In majestic fashion, Nagi (that is to say, I) used his (that is to say, my) divine powers to slash all eight of Orochi's heads. <br /><br />
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<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LIUeEkQzYwk/Ud3QHAnRiRI/AAAAAAAARiA/pIFMuOysLW4/s1600/IMG_8745.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a></div>
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nIEZJZ0BSE8/Ud4Xfyo0t9I/AAAAAAAARlM/Yg9M56iH6BQ/s1600/IMG_8769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>But then Nagi did this part all by himself! Aww, he's all grown up now.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LIUeEkQzYwk/Ud3QHAnRiRI/AAAAAAAARiA/pIFMuOysLW4/s1600/IMG_8745.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LIUeEkQzYwk/Ud3QHAnRiRI/AAAAAAAARiA/pIFMuOysLW4/s320/IMG_8745.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Woohoo! SLICE! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-flni6XZEIHU/Ud3QSNZ0DSI/AAAAAAAARiI/8rttXqlkYwE/s1600/IMG_8747.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-flni6XZEIHU/Ud3QSNZ0DSI/AAAAAAAARiI/8rttXqlkYwE/s320/IMG_8747.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />It may be hard to tell, but that's a picture of Orochi's main neck being sliced right down the middle.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mq800A51vwg/Ud3Qdt7voSI/AAAAAAAARiQ/vCvmH2OtJC0/s1600/IMG_8748.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mq800A51vwg/Ud3Qdt7voSI/AAAAAAAARiQ/vCvmH2OtJC0/s320/IMG_8748.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I like how the halves neatly sprang away from each other right after they were cut. Well, I guess this is a story being told to us. The narrator's allowed to take some liberties.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jec9xQawKIc/Ud3QryoeSUI/AAAAAAAARiY/WXXXvCh3X-s/s1600/IMG_8749.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jec9xQawKIc/Ud3QryoeSUI/AAAAAAAARiY/WXXXvCh3X-s/s320/IMG_8749.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And with that, the foul beast was vanquished! <br /><br />And then Lika fell out of nowhere and landed on Ammy's back.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j5NtBEX3MM8/Ud3Q17frA_I/AAAAAAAARig/5CvAr7mwn8w/s1600/IMG_8751.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j5NtBEX3MM8/Ud3Q17frA_I/AAAAAAAARig/5CvAr7mwn8w/s320/IMG_8751.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />How convenient.<br /><br />But before we could wonder about that, a shiny new sword appeared! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xNp3A5eVucM/Ud3RBnRyE0I/AAAAAAAARio/j8ceQ1nEgig/s1600/IMG_8752.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xNp3A5eVucM/Ud3RBnRyE0I/AAAAAAAARio/j8ceQ1nEgig/s320/IMG_8752.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />It's a sword called Thunder Edge, and it was way more powerful than my old one. Interesting how the Orochi of the past dropped a better weapon than the Orochi of the future. I guess my current self had to get the better sword so my past self couldn't get it too early and be way overpowered, and then my current self would just get some crappy sword instead and...I'm confused. Where was I? <br /><br />Oh yeah...Narrator Time again!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xNp3A5eVucM/Ud3RBnRyE0I/AAAAAAAARis/PhhT84ppejU/s1600/IMG_8752.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U7ou9rzwFms/Ud3Rl2dMgBI/AAAAAAAARiw/8PV1SNceXkQ/s1600/IMG_8754.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U7ou9rzwFms/Ud3Rl2dMgBI/AAAAAAAARiw/8PV1SNceXkQ/s320/IMG_8754.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />We all went directly back to the future, thus avoiding any more time-travel snafus? <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i3_w5oSiGqQ/Ud3Rwf1dL1I/AAAAAAAARi4/beHok3ClNHw/s1600/IMG_8755.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i3_w5oSiGqQ/Ud3Rwf1dL1I/AAAAAAAARi4/beHok3ClNHw/s320/IMG_8755.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh. Never mind.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jh-S200yLZE/Ud3R44GiiHI/AAAAAAAARjA/asGK65dXth0/s1600/IMG_8757.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jh-S200yLZE/Ud3R44GiiHI/AAAAAAAARjA/asGK65dXth0/s320/IMG_8757.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yay! He's safely sealed away so we can defeat him in 100 years.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pAbjOAVCBJc/Ud320JlDu6I/AAAAAAAARjQ/-DGY50vW_2s/s1600/IMG_8758.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pAbjOAVCBJc/Ud320JlDu6I/AAAAAAAARjQ/-DGY50vW_2s/s320/IMG_8758.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Where it stayed for the next 100 years, until that idiot Susano pulled it out.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G0XwVmzQE3g/Ud4Q_HIrvJI/AAAAAAAARjg/NokmwShqmwk/s1600/IMG_8759.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G0XwVmzQE3g/Ud4Q_HIrvJI/AAAAAAAARjg/NokmwShqmwk/s320/IMG_8759.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Tainted? I thought she was just lost!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PpqY-POFyis/Ud4RL--j-VI/AAAAAAAARjo/6A9cyMQGcyY/s1600/IMG_8760.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PpqY-POFyis/Ud4RL--j-VI/AAAAAAAARjo/6A9cyMQGcyY/s320/IMG_8760.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Curse? I thought she was just lost! <br /><br />Okay, anyway. <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9_n8Dh9x0po/Ud4RZR9ITtI/AAAAAAAARjw/1O2YODvYAGg/s1600/IMG_8761.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9_n8Dh9x0po/Ud4RZR9ITtI/AAAAAAAARjw/1O2YODvYAGg/s320/IMG_8761.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Jerk. Laika could have died, and he didn't even care.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f9n6L4cL_Oo/Ud4VK3F1gGI/AAAAAAAARkA/8wwQXuKpeoY/s1600/IMG_8762.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f9n6L4cL_Oo/Ud4VK3F1gGI/AAAAAAAARkA/8wwQXuKpeoY/s320/IMG_8762.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Boohoo. Cry me a river! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jsm0kwtVOug/Ud4VuixeWNI/AAAAAAAARkI/9pGA8PuThQI/s1600/IMG_8763.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jsm0kwtVOug/Ud4VuixeWNI/AAAAAAAARkI/9pGA8PuThQI/s320/IMG_8763.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />BECAUSE OKI WAS A MORON AND TOOK IT TOO SOON.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LGJ4f2Ga_SA/Ud4WBBCln5I/AAAAAAAARkQ/Ep3WfqqLi40/s1600/IMG_8764.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LGJ4f2Ga_SA/Ud4WBBCln5I/AAAAAAAARkQ/Ep3WfqqLi40/s320/IMG_8764.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Hey, that rhymes. I wonder if that was on purpose.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3DidE9pb9FA/Ud4WQO9wiTI/AAAAAAAARkY/A1D7t1A70B4/s1600/IMG_8765.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3DidE9pb9FA/Ud4WQO9wiTI/AAAAAAAARkY/A1D7t1A70B4/s320/IMG_8765.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Good! Get out of here, you useless thief! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rwqrS89fbmY/Ud4WtoIufEI/AAAAAAAARks/rE6hipyD2DY/s1600/IMG_8766.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rwqrS89fbmY/Ud4WtoIufEI/AAAAAAAARks/rE6hipyD2DY/s320/IMG_8766.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Good riddance.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d9s78gIANAA/Ud4XMUdXAnI/AAAAAAAARk0/lii4OF--0m0/s1600/IMG_8768.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d9s78gIANAA/Ud4XMUdXAnI/AAAAAAAARk0/lii4OF--0m0/s320/IMG_8768.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Wait, what? Why does Nagi sound all evil? <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nIEZJZ0BSE8/Ud4Xfyo0t9I/AAAAAAAARlI/_uthH81b03U/s1600/IMG_8769.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nIEZJZ0BSE8/Ud4Xfyo0t9I/AAAAAAAARlI/_uthH81b03U/s320/IMG_8769.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Stop being evil! You're creeping me out here! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j9QdKMlbtsc/Ud4Y_uHPx6I/AAAAAAAARlY/tsnMuYXIahQ/s1600/IMG_8770.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j9QdKMlbtsc/Ud4Y_uHPx6I/AAAAAAAARlY/tsnMuYXIahQ/s320/IMG_8770.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Congratulations! Just...you know...don't be so creepy about it in the future.<br />
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Dammit. Just shut up and move on with the story! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G-YdaiqENkA/Ud4aJn3lvkI/AAAAAAAARlo/lUKCx9TSHqU/s1600/IMG_8771.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f7yRvNfldPI/Ud4aUT94nAI/AAAAAAAARlw/APNiTzrC2Go/s1600/IMG_8775.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f7yRvNfldPI/Ud4aUT94nAI/AAAAAAAARlw/APNiTzrC2Go/s320/IMG_8775.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />
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<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iVoESNKIaX0/Ud4jKnxhamI/AAAAAAAARoQ/DtQ-PYji4bI/s1600/IMG_8804.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>This part was really sad. She was all shaky and stuff.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WmtOTHfUMFM/Ud4h0v-xEdI/AAAAAAAARng/zAy8Grz7cNU/s1600/IMG_8795.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WmtOTHfUMFM/Ud4h0v-xEdI/AAAAAAAARng/zAy8Grz7cNU/s320/IMG_8795.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh, crap! Someone from the past saw us! Is that Ishaku?! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q25UE7I2KkY/Ud4h_nvwIMI/AAAAAAAARno/7w1Q-tOyBhk/s1600/IMG_8796.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q25UE7I2KkY/Ud4h_nvwIMI/AAAAAAAARno/7w1Q-tOyBhk/s320/IMG_8796.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />What? But Orochi is dead! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A4yy4xjCc1M/Ud4iH7INvCI/AAAAAAAARnw/h0M7sHLDi64/s1600/IMG_8797.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A4yy4xjCc1M/Ud4iH7INvCI/AAAAAAAARnw/h0M7sHLDi64/s320/IMG_8797.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />It is Ishaku! Good thing he goes blind in the future.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_W9dR9mtFbQ/Ud4iiiwV8cI/AAAAAAAARn4/m__S5pQiF70/s1600/IMG_8799.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_W9dR9mtFbQ/Ud4iiiwV8cI/AAAAAAAARn4/m__S5pQiF70/s320/IMG_8799.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Late to the party, as usual.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FqKE8hLc8Hc/Ud4ip09g6eI/AAAAAAAARoA/ZtivIBlztLs/s1600/IMG_8800.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FqKE8hLc8Hc/Ud4ip09g6eI/AAAAAAAARoA/ZtivIBlztLs/s320/IMG_8800.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />This is so sad! She's dying! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_JsujcPT11s/Ud4i-SKdYpI/AAAAAAAARoI/WF9cfSbAxRM/s1600/IMG_8803.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_JsujcPT11s/Ud4i-SKdYpI/AAAAAAAARoI/WF9cfSbAxRM/s320/IMG_8803.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Aww, he's carrying her. *sniff* <br /><br /> I...I mean...I just got something in my eye...<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iVoESNKIaX0/Ud4jKnxhamI/AAAAAAAARoQ/DtQ-PYji4bI/s1600/IMG_8804.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iVoESNKIaX0/Ud4jKnxhamI/AAAAAAAARoQ/DtQ-PYji4bI/s320/IMG_8804.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And there they go, back to Kamiki Village. Time for my legend to begin! Or continue. Or...something. <br /><br />And that brings me to the end of today's post. Check back next time to find out just how much of a childish douchebag Oki really is! <br /><br />Until next time, heroes!fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-60433156115840692512013-06-28T13:11:00.005-07:002013-06-28T13:11:58.754-07:00Okami Chapter 32: The Time Traveler's WolfHello, dear readers! You've reached my 32nd post about Okami. In today's post, our intrepid heroes travel back in time, get confused, and <strike> the timeline skews into an alternate tangent</strike> <strike>for some reason, there's a chalkboard in the living room </strike> shenanigans occur. And without further ado...on with the show!<br />
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When I last left off, we'd just gone through the Spirit Gate. And here's a blurry picture of what we saw on the other side of the gate! <br />
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Why is everything so green? This looks familiar...<br />
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I wouldn't be so sure about that...<br />
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Well, we just got here, so I'm guessing the misfortune hasn't quite happened yet.<br />
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Familiar, you say? <br />
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It's Kamiki Village, right? What's so disastrous about that? <br />
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Thanks, Captain Obvious.<br />
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Hey! Watch what you're calling a "tiny village!" <br />
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Well, actually, it is pretty small...okay, carry on.<br />
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Yeah, yeah, we know.<br />
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Kamui isn't part of Nippon? That's news to me.<br />
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Or, and let's think about this here...you took the sword before it was ready and now you're wandering around assigning every "miracle" to your sword when it's really just dumb luck that things keep happening.<br />
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Yeah, whatever, knock yourself out.<br />
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Yeah! You know, your village's last hope and all? <br />
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Douchebag...Okay, what do we do now? <br />
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I would think so...<br />
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Well, I'm sure we'll find out what's going on soon enough.<br />
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What? The moon is out?<br />
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Clearly it's been more than a month since we defeated Orochi, but okay...<br />
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Wait a minute...<br />
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Did we get sent back in time? I'm pretty sure we got sent back in time.<br />
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And that looks like a little Sakuya...<br />
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She's drunk, by the way. I must have missed getting a picture of her saying she was drunk.<br />
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Pretty sure we've been sent back in time.<br />
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Sakuya, Shakuya, same difference.<br />
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And the title thing called her "young." We're definitely in the past.<br />
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But, as usual, Issun is an idiot and can't tell the difference between Shakuya and Sakuya. Also, that her tree is still a sapling in this time. Moron.<br />
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See? She's Sakuya.<br />
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But somehow he can't put two and two together. <br />
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Idiot.<br />
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So we decided to go talk to some of the villagers to see what they had to say. The first person we found was a maiden who looked suspiciously like Kushi.<br />
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But it wasn't Kushi.<br />
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Hmm. She was scared of us for some reason. I wonder why? <br />
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Issun, being incredibly slow on the uptake, still didn't figure it out. I figure this was for comic relief or something. <br />
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So we found somebody else to talk to, who looked like a past-version of Mrs. Orange.<br />
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We noticed that already. What an interesting night for the Spirit Gate to send us back to.<br />
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I think Issun's intelligence moves at the speed of the plot. That would make sense.<br />
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Nami? Oh, I get it. Not only have we been sent to the past, we've been sent 100 years into the past. Interesting.<br />
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I know, right? We're totally 100 years in the past! Isn't this crazy? <br />
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Okay, first off, all you heard about her was her name. And secondly....oh, never mind. Idiot.<br />
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See? She called me Shiranui. Clearly we're 100 years in the past.<br />
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Quit babbling? Do I look like I'm going to attack you?<br />
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My sentiments exactly...<br />
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Ugh, he's hopeless. Let's keep moving.<br />
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Next we found some guy sleeping on the ground behind Susano's house. Hmm, I wonder who he could be...<br />
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Now, who does that remind you of? <br />
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Uh oh. We'd better do something before his mumbling gets X-rated.<br />
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Issun, of course, was still completely clueless.<br />
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I'll be glad to, if it means an end to your persistent stupidity.<br />
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That's Tsukuyomi...<br />
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You did? And who are you, exactly? <br />
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Pretty sure this is Nagi. I see the apple doesn't fall far from the tree regarding Susano, eh? <br />
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See? Told you.<br />
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EnZd9yM7_kM/Uc3QmZcjvTI/AAAAAAAARJM/QuP7WyvAmSA/s1600/IMG_8506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>The Ghost of Christmas Past? <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rX2-ZCtoFtU/Uc3LeW4EnnI/AAAAAAAARHI/wQWeDFJNUoI/s1600/IMG_8490.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rX2-ZCtoFtU/Uc3LeW4EnnI/AAAAAAAARHI/wQWeDFJNUoI/s320/IMG_8490.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh, right. Aww, he can't see my divinity.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QIzsfKNojJc/Uc3LmliQTHI/AAAAAAAARHQ/Uy9qbiVSJG8/s1600/IMG_8491.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QIzsfKNojJc/Uc3LmliQTHI/AAAAAAAARHQ/Uy9qbiVSJG8/s320/IMG_8491.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Shut up, Issun.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K6kqPOX9R2o/Uc3Ly373VgI/AAAAAAAARHY/LhggdPIk0i4/s1600/IMG_8492.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K6kqPOX9R2o/Uc3Ly373VgI/AAAAAAAARHY/LhggdPIk0i4/s320/IMG_8492.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Despite the fact that this guy dresses nothing like Susano, Issun still thinks it's Susano. <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xTpi27fv4g0/Uc3MGs4mNSI/AAAAAAAARHg/Rp-kOv_91Is/s1600/IMG_8493.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xTpi27fv4g0/Uc3MGs4mNSI/AAAAAAAARHg/Rp-kOv_91Is/s320/IMG_8493.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Haha! Take that, Issun.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8EeeufC3UC4/Uc3MRU3ZelI/AAAAAAAARHo/9X4urETrVKI/s1600/IMG_8494.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8EeeufC3UC4/Uc3MRU3ZelI/AAAAAAAARHo/9X4urETrVKI/s320/IMG_8494.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Uh oh. Quick, what can we do to defuse the situation?<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SR30T0QknyM/Uc3McqK1qvI/AAAAAAAARHw/mSJ8k2B0G1c/s1600/IMG_8495.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SR30T0QknyM/Uc3McqK1qvI/AAAAAAAARHw/mSJ8k2B0G1c/s320/IMG_8495.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />That's not really helping.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M3u0Os_u5P8/Uc3MoR6vBcI/AAAAAAAARH4/Pmw0LCFpSg0/s1600/IMG_8497.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M3u0Os_u5P8/Uc3MoR6vBcI/AAAAAAAARH4/Pmw0LCFpSg0/s320/IMG_8497.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />NO. HE IS THE PAST. WE'RE IN THE PAST. GET A CLUE ALREADY! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OhVmuS2Affg/Uc3MyMjPLmI/AAAAAAAARIA/tRVeQHmOiXo/s1600/IMG_8498.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OhVmuS2Affg/Uc3MyMjPLmI/AAAAAAAARIA/tRVeQHmOiXo/s320/IMG_8498.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />See? Even Nagi says you should get a clue! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BHLSNcfah0g/Uc3M7chq51I/AAAAAAAARII/or13qYCf1SU/s1600/IMG_8499.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BHLSNcfah0g/Uc3M7chq51I/AAAAAAAARII/or13qYCf1SU/s320/IMG_8499.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah, yeah, we know, it's a full moon.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2sL3oGOYX7o/Uc3NyKl01oI/AAAAAAAARIU/dm0XhJBBWu4/s1600/IMG_8500.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2sL3oGOYX7o/Uc3NyKl01oI/AAAAAAAARIU/dm0XhJBBWu4/s320/IMG_8500.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Wait. Doesn't that mean Orochi makes his choice of sacrificial maiden tonight? <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yXmP2JrRgu0/Uc3N73JqsOI/AAAAAAAARIc/H115_n2Ar-0/s1600/IMG_8501.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yXmP2JrRgu0/Uc3N73JqsOI/AAAAAAAARIc/H115_n2Ar-0/s320/IMG_8501.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Right, right. Just getting a little ahead of the story there.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MO25P0facdI/Uc3OIJHOVLI/AAAAAAAARIk/u-yQJBQcGXA/s1600/IMG_8502.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MO25P0facdI/Uc3OIJHOVLI/AAAAAAAARIk/u-yQJBQcGXA/s320/IMG_8502.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And then, finally, FINALLY, Issun figures it out.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ij867aF0T4c/Uc3Of8ekIFI/AAAAAAAARIs/zIDgViFSPjI/s1600/IMG_8503.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ij867aF0T4c/Uc3Of8ekIFI/AAAAAAAARIs/zIDgViFSPjI/s320/IMG_8503.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And then everything started getting all misty and creepy. <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y4QmhWsITJo/Uc3QNtavIaI/AAAAAAAARI8/kFBmVRkA1nw/s1600/IMG_8504.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y4QmhWsITJo/Uc3QNtavIaI/AAAAAAAARI8/kFBmVRkA1nw/s320/IMG_8504.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Congratulations. You're now on the same page as everyone else!<br /><br />Try not to fall behind again, okay? <br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ndMAwunFb3k/Uc3QZU-v9SI/AAAAAAAARJE/Qy0XaukzdhI/s1600/IMG_8505.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ndMAwunFb3k/Uc3QZU-v9SI/AAAAAAAARJE/Qy0XaukzdhI/s320/IMG_8505.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yes! Are you finally getting it? <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EnZd9yM7_kM/Uc3QmZcjvTI/AAAAAAAARJM/QuP7WyvAmSA/s1600/IMG_8506.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EnZd9yM7_kM/Uc3QmZcjvTI/AAAAAAAARJM/QuP7WyvAmSA/s320/IMG_8506.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Ugh! He still doesn't quite get it! But he's close.<br />
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7OoWVckwrM/Uc3Q73SLa0I/AAAAAAAARJc/0-ivx07tjTE/s1600/IMG_8508.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a></div>
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hBbu8pzgm6Q/Uc3jrAxNUDI/AAAAAAAAROA/OWzQV1O7ZZk/s1600/IMG_8557.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>It's not me! It's Issun, I swear! <i>I</i> totally know what's going on! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7OoWVckwrM/Uc3Q73SLa0I/AAAAAAAARJc/0-ivx07tjTE/s1600/IMG_8508.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7OoWVckwrM/Uc3Q73SLa0I/AAAAAAAARJc/0-ivx07tjTE/s320/IMG_8508.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />He just needs a little more time to- wait, what? <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hWXZxs0WTXA/Uc3RLC4TnZI/AAAAAAAARJk/-arbFgsNISs/s1600/IMG_8509.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hWXZxs0WTXA/Uc3RLC4TnZI/AAAAAAAARJk/-arbFgsNISs/s320/IMG_8509.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I thought the situation was defused! No fair! And that's totally not my finger in the corner of that picture! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W5XJaCEDIZY/Uc3RVoacUyI/AAAAAAAARJs/JMWus8Tw_dM/s1600/IMG_8510.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W5XJaCEDIZY/Uc3RVoacUyI/AAAAAAAARJs/JMWus8Tw_dM/s320/IMG_8510.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I can't get killed by Nagi in the past! That'll totally mess up the space-time continuum! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ai4i7tjcjT0/Uc3Rho0NbHI/AAAAAAAARJ0/XlFg1AHzmCY/s1600/IMG_8511.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ai4i7tjcjT0/Uc3Rho0NbHI/AAAAAAAARJ0/XlFg1AHzmCY/s320/IMG_8511.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Meanwhile, the gears in Issun's brain were feverishly spinning as he put two and two together and figured out what everyone else has known almost since we got here! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aW4qI1-UTyc/Uc3Ru87eM4I/AAAAAAAARJ8/hsvQGzNwua0/s1600/IMG_8512.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aW4qI1-UTyc/Uc3Ru87eM4I/AAAAAAAARJ8/hsvQGzNwua0/s320/IMG_8512.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Is this it? DOES IT ALL MAKE SENSE NOW? <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0cSm6etB5tE/Uc3R26cKrbI/AAAAAAAARKE/KVifHfBb87w/s1600/IMG_8514.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0cSm6etB5tE/Uc3R26cKrbI/AAAAAAAARKE/KVifHfBb87w/s320/IMG_8514.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yes! He's getting it! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r6d_hWPHJpw/Uc3WzM4npqI/AAAAAAAARKU/zix9v2Jhws0/s1600/IMG_8515.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r6d_hWPHJpw/Uc3WzM4npqI/AAAAAAAARKU/zix9v2Jhws0/s320/IMG_8515.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Congratulations! You've officially figured out what's going on. Now let's move on, shall we? <br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txl_OXG58Hs/Uc3XSHAaXZI/AAAAAAAARKc/w27wc_qMjKo/s1600/IMG_8516.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txl_OXG58Hs/Uc3XSHAaXZI/AAAAAAAARKc/w27wc_qMjKo/s320/IMG_8516.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh, right, Nagi wanted to fight me. Okay, let's get that over with. <br /><br />Fighting Nagi wasn't too terribly difficult, but it did take a while. It was mostly a matter of avoiding the little swords he summoned to fly at me, then moving in and hitting him with my sword over and over, until he finally keeled over.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AtLku6YJCg8/Uc3XlXPUDjI/AAAAAAAARKk/I31KXh7UpHo/s1600/IMG_8517.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AtLku6YJCg8/Uc3XlXPUDjI/AAAAAAAARKk/I31KXh7UpHo/s320/IMG_8517.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oops. Considering which night it is, that's probably a bad thing...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jX4S7oVxxzY/Uc3YBvVAASI/AAAAAAAARKs/RkJaX6u_3D0/s1600/IMG_8519.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jX4S7oVxxzY/Uc3YBvVAASI/AAAAAAAARKs/RkJaX6u_3D0/s320/IMG_8519.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />That probably means he IS Nagi.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oH3DylqER6c/Uc3YKf4tIOI/AAAAAAAARK0/9GKlkU_mq0I/s1600/IMG_8520.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oH3DylqER6c/Uc3YKf4tIOI/AAAAAAAARK0/9GKlkU_mq0I/s320/IMG_8520.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />You know, despite the fact that his outfit looks nothing like Susano's and he's wearing a helmet.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-obGWhj8hG1A/Uc3YWqCqP0I/AAAAAAAARK8/pqS5wYCe-1A/s1600/IMG_8522.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-obGWhj8hG1A/Uc3YWqCqP0I/AAAAAAAARK8/pqS5wYCe-1A/s320/IMG_8522.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well, I think Issun figured out what's going on, but now...he just doesn't want to believe it? Or something? I dunno.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6MSKcdGnRaY/Uc3YmEjJR3I/AAAAAAAARLE/T-5cv5-iZAc/s1600/IMG_8523.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6MSKcdGnRaY/Uc3YmEjJR3I/AAAAAAAARLE/T-5cv5-iZAc/s320/IMG_8523.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yes, we've noticed it twice before now. <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7XxpdgT5cFU/Uc3YyYmSXbI/AAAAAAAARLM/fcimNu7inRQ/s1600/IMG_8524.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7XxpdgT5cFU/Uc3YyYmSXbI/AAAAAAAARLM/fcimNu7inRQ/s320/IMG_8524.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Okay, I'm getting tired of your stupidity. Cut to the chase already.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BRbMkoE0ktI/Uc3ZXW0Uf6I/AAAAAAAARLU/nIzWmflher0/s1600/IMG_8525.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BRbMkoE0ktI/Uc3ZXW0Uf6I/AAAAAAAARLU/nIzWmflher0/s320/IMG_8525.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Thanks, Captain Obvious. I think you should be promoted to General, or perhaps Colonel.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2WTQARgF-wU/Uc3Zsv6ZCaI/AAAAAAAARLc/1poecI9qR_Y/s1600/IMG_8530.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2WTQARgF-wU/Uc3Zsv6ZCaI/AAAAAAAARLc/1poecI9qR_Y/s320/IMG_8530.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />What? You're wondering why we're here in the first place?<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tXAGPljHHe4/Uc3aMw7N4qI/AAAAAAAARLk/cf0jmwPcbMI/s1600/IMG_8531.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tXAGPljHHe4/Uc3aMw7N4qI/AAAAAAAARLk/cf0jmwPcbMI/s320/IMG_8531.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />No idea. I suspect we'll find out when the plot says to.<br /><br />It was right about then that we heard a commotion coming from the direction of Nagi's house. Hmm, there's something so familiar about this...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XPE15cgTU7M/Uc3cGuRHiZI/AAAAAAAARL0/NZKSbQAH8Ck/s1600/IMG_8535.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XPE15cgTU7M/Uc3cGuRHiZI/AAAAAAAARL0/NZKSbQAH8Ck/s320/IMG_8535.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />We'll just ignore that extra apostrophe in "villagers," there.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gsA0e2eCLd0/Uc3cZuEFMaI/AAAAAAAARL8/byTNnisqq94/s1600/IMG_8536.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gsA0e2eCLd0/Uc3cZuEFMaI/AAAAAAAARL8/byTNnisqq94/s320/IMG_8536.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Could it be possible that Nagi was a boastful drunk, too? I'm shocked, I tell you. <br /><br />And, haha! The village elder is named Mr. Grapefruit. Maybe oranges didn't exist in Nippon 100 years ago.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_tnju7wN-xc/Uc3cwlCN7FI/AAAAAAAARME/zlJteAPoFvk/s1600/IMG_8537.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_tnju7wN-xc/Uc3cwlCN7FI/AAAAAAAARME/zlJteAPoFvk/s320/IMG_8537.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Hey! She means you no harm! Leave her alone! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_EYnRXiILSk/Uc3c7aUG8zI/AAAAAAAARMM/P9U6GRGRhj4/s1600/IMG_8538.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_EYnRXiILSk/Uc3c7aUG8zI/AAAAAAAARMM/P9U6GRGRhj4/s320/IMG_8538.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Whoa, whoa, whoa! I don't even know why I'm here! Quit painting me as the villain! <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--uBdCBYCI6k/Uc3dL69WfEI/AAAAAAAARMU/e95PFxdmv50/s1600/IMG_8539.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--uBdCBYCI6k/Uc3dL69WfEI/AAAAAAAARMU/e95PFxdmv50/s320/IMG_8539.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I really hope the villagers don't look over behind Susano's house, because they'd see the evil Shiranui standing over Nagi's prone body. Actually, I'm not sure how they didn't see us in the first place, because we'd be plainly visible to anyone coming over the bridge from the rest of the village.<br /><br />But it was too late for any more bleating from the helpless villagers! The time of choosing the next sacrifice was already at hand! <br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zSOCh9e7E5s/Uc3doSd1KTI/AAAAAAAARMc/ewz27mRbsn4/s1600/IMG_8543.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zSOCh9e7E5s/Uc3doSd1KTI/AAAAAAAARMc/ewz27mRbsn4/s320/IMG_8543.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />So the eight symbols of Orochi appeared in the air...<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RV95xL_K6rQ/Uc3eogpc5YI/AAAAAAAARMo/7Ogwybaytj4/s1600/IMG_8544.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RV95xL_K6rQ/Uc3eogpc5YI/AAAAAAAARMo/7Ogwybaytj4/s320/IMG_8544.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />...and formed themselves into the Bone Arrow of Doom or whatever it's called...<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d5DqTpqpxC0/Uc3fTG77UCI/AAAAAAAARMw/5shW5P2YRnc/s1600/IMG_8545.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d5DqTpqpxC0/Uc3fTG77UCI/AAAAAAAARMw/5shW5P2YRnc/s320/IMG_8545.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />...while all the villagers ran onto the bridge to watch.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kBEhlR-VFuc/Uc3fcVP_vjI/AAAAAAAARM4/HB6wGPCUPm4/s1600/IMG_8546.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kBEhlR-VFuc/Uc3fcVP_vjI/AAAAAAAARM4/HB6wGPCUPm4/s320/IMG_8546.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />So the arrow loosed itself and started flying.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-inHwjshQTVE/Uc3fodYq3qI/AAAAAAAARNA/k_nnDEqxl_E/s1600/IMG_8549.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-inHwjshQTVE/Uc3fodYq3qI/AAAAAAAARNA/k_nnDEqxl_E/s320/IMG_8549.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Fortunately, nobody was in the way this time or it probably would have blown straight through them...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-amBFiZBfvFQ/Uc3f3dzkOjI/AAAAAAAARNI/GxgNaK8YwRA/s1600/IMG_8550.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-amBFiZBfvFQ/Uc3f3dzkOjI/AAAAAAAARNI/GxgNaK8YwRA/s320/IMG_8550.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />...and then it lodged itself in Nami's house. I'm really not sure why anyone would be surprised by this, since she's the only maiden in the village.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CeaUd6nkk2s/Uc3gKeMQwEI/AAAAAAAARNQ/CucVrzI1SSc/s1600/IMG_8551.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CeaUd6nkk2s/Uc3gKeMQwEI/AAAAAAAARNQ/CucVrzI1SSc/s320/IMG_8551.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And no one was surprised?<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x38IKnrElq8/Uc3ge8rpzCI/AAAAAAAARNY/kE0Wp52fw8s/s1600/IMG_8552.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x38IKnrElq8/Uc3ge8rpzCI/AAAAAAAARNY/kE0Wp52fw8s/s320/IMG_8552.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I'll refrain from asking how the village could possibly sustain that with so few residents.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zra1yx5hhBc/Uc3gqg-81fI/AAAAAAAARNg/nZKxJuvD_Fw/s1600/IMG_8553.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zra1yx5hhBc/Uc3gqg-81fI/AAAAAAAARNg/nZKxJuvD_Fw/s320/IMG_8553.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Actually, if you look closely at the next picture, I think I found the culprit for choosing the next sacrifice. The kid had some kind of alien-looking thing on a string that moved around by itself. It was really creepy to watch.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Prc4fmq56Vk/Uc3iq6MlVdI/AAAAAAAARNw/CjBa6WSX6-U/s1600/IMG_8554.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Prc4fmq56Vk/Uc3iq6MlVdI/AAAAAAAARNw/CjBa6WSX6-U/s320/IMG_8554.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I mean, look at that thing. If that's not a spy for Orochi, I'll eat my Divine Instrument.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zZ0WomUjCJ0/Uc3jE5DMu8I/AAAAAAAARN4/LpdIBmbiyAQ/s1600/IMG_8556.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zZ0WomUjCJ0/Uc3jE5DMu8I/AAAAAAAARN4/LpdIBmbiyAQ/s320/IMG_8556.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yay! At least somebody does! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hBbu8pzgm6Q/Uc3jrAxNUDI/AAAAAAAAROA/OWzQV1O7ZZk/s1600/IMG_8557.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hBbu8pzgm6Q/Uc3jrAxNUDI/AAAAAAAAROA/OWzQV1O7ZZk/s320/IMG_8557.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />If his definition of "long and hard" is the same as Susano's, we're probably in trouble, but whatever.<br />
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sk_DOzofVzM/Uc3kDXGKg2I/AAAAAAAAROQ/FZQxrQSvBGg/s1600/IMG_8561.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a></div>
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gmBRXogPdhI/Uc3sR6jg23I/AAAAAAAARTA/iETDvPjvt4U/s1600/IMG_8612.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>Good! Nagi would probably be crapping his pants by now if he wasn't unconscious.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sk_DOzofVzM/Uc3kDXGKg2I/AAAAAAAAROQ/FZQxrQSvBGg/s1600/IMG_8561.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sk_DOzofVzM/Uc3kDXGKg2I/AAAAAAAAROQ/FZQxrQSvBGg/s320/IMG_8561.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Knock yourself out, lady.<br /><br />Just...not literally, or that would be bad. Or maybe not, depending on what the plan is.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tpt6AHVovQo/Uc3kPvYMwoI/AAAAAAAAROY/vjQEOE9Rs8o/s1600/IMG_8565.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tpt6AHVovQo/Uc3kPvYMwoI/AAAAAAAAROY/vjQEOE9Rs8o/s320/IMG_8565.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Gee, ya think? <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mURLsF8y8Co/Uc3ksQ30zwI/AAAAAAAAROk/_KKWsXrlcJ4/s1600/IMG_8567.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mURLsF8y8Co/Uc3ksQ30zwI/AAAAAAAAROk/_KKWsXrlcJ4/s320/IMG_8567.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Wha?<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vUGsdQeaPyE/Uc3k1fQ6ykI/AAAAAAAAROs/aWMgqOd0LHE/s1600/IMG_8568.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vUGsdQeaPyE/Uc3k1fQ6ykI/AAAAAAAAROs/aWMgqOd0LHE/s320/IMG_8568.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I don't remember the disguising himself part...<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CElAFPbNANU/Uc3k-EzAxhI/AAAAAAAARO0/ThYfwH64ZkY/s1600/IMG_8569.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CElAFPbNANU/Uc3k-EzAxhI/AAAAAAAARO0/ThYfwH64ZkY/s320/IMG_8569.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well, obviously we're going to have to help him.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GeOpOyWWPBo/Uc3lIG2o8iI/AAAAAAAARO8/q5jUoQ044r0/s1600/IMG_8570.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GeOpOyWWPBo/Uc3lIG2o8iI/AAAAAAAARO8/q5jUoQ044r0/s320/IMG_8570.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I think we've already changed history, so we might as well stop worrying about it. Unless Nippon is a terrible dystopia when we get back, in which case we'll have to go back to the past and fix the tangent.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-swjd2sLwDK8/Uc3l5VoWdrI/AAAAAAAARPU/uyeyZjaVPGQ/s1600/IMG_8572.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-swjd2sLwDK8/Uc3l5VoWdrI/AAAAAAAARPU/uyeyZjaVPGQ/s320/IMG_8572.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah, definitely.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T3RysAXcegE/Uc3mSwO1iZI/AAAAAAAARPo/UPfjvAQg5Kw/s1600/IMG_8574.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T3RysAXcegE/Uc3mSwO1iZI/AAAAAAAARPo/UPfjvAQg5Kw/s320/IMG_8574.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Uh oh. I don't know about this...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40rMNCmAwss/Uc3mcaS49WI/AAAAAAAARPw/KjrT8KWkevI/s1600/IMG_8575.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40rMNCmAwss/Uc3mcaS49WI/AAAAAAAARPw/KjrT8KWkevI/s320/IMG_8575.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Um. I have paws, and you're an inch tall. How is that going to work?<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-do4nRPsKFuA/Uc3mpHeDrXI/AAAAAAAARP4/0KSwrRSCFjQ/s1600/IMG_8577.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-do4nRPsKFuA/Uc3mpHeDrXI/AAAAAAAARP4/0KSwrRSCFjQ/s320/IMG_8577.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />This is getting worse by the second...<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i_R91at2Rf0/Uc3myBDALgI/AAAAAAAARQA/Rn7mxfnGdjw/s1600/IMG_8578.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i_R91at2Rf0/Uc3myBDALgI/AAAAAAAARQA/Rn7mxfnGdjw/s320/IMG_8578.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />NO NO NO NO DO NOT WANT<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QNY_itE12Yc/Uc3m5s8AmDI/AAAAAAAARQI/8KDnHk0SwcQ/s1600/IMG_8579.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QNY_itE12Yc/Uc3m5s8AmDI/AAAAAAAARQI/8KDnHk0SwcQ/s320/IMG_8579.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />IF WE HAVE TO DO THIS YOU'RE DOING THE UNDRESSING<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F2SKn5NcZrg/Uc3nCOz1m0I/AAAAAAAARQQ/uO9jXOD15mw/s1600/IMG_8580.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F2SKn5NcZrg/Uc3nCOz1m0I/AAAAAAAARQQ/uO9jXOD15mw/s320/IMG_8580.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />If you say so...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7dLLxdSK8Hc/Uc3nKUIK3pI/AAAAAAAARQY/OWdptU6R1sA/s1600/IMG_8583.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7dLLxdSK8Hc/Uc3nKUIK3pI/AAAAAAAARQY/OWdptU6R1sA/s320/IMG_8583.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />How about you do that, and I'll wait right here for you?<br /><br />So we went over to Nami's house, where we saw someone in the stream behind the house...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SCStX_oIMuM/Uc3ne3rtNFI/AAAAAAAARQg/GjVs1u2mj-o/s1600/IMG_8584.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SCStX_oIMuM/Uc3ne3rtNFI/AAAAAAAARQg/GjVs1u2mj-o/s320/IMG_8584.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Ugh, we're totally spying on a naked lady. That's not cool.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BZvJKIZrgkk/Uc3nnXaeIII/AAAAAAAARQo/ASCjaydZlwU/s1600/IMG_8585.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BZvJKIZrgkk/Uc3nnXaeIII/AAAAAAAARQo/ASCjaydZlwU/s320/IMG_8585.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah, yeah, let's just take the robe and go...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5of_76Wx-o/Uc3nwEk1HxI/AAAAAAAARQw/kKRpVuG5f1c/s1600/IMG_8586.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5of_76Wx-o/Uc3nwEk1HxI/AAAAAAAARQw/kKRpVuG5f1c/s320/IMG_8586.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />That doesn't look white at all...but okay.<br /><br />There was also a barrel of 8 Purification Sake, for some reason. Well, I'm sure we won't need that.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U9ktMEHRQEA/Uc3n6iLTncI/AAAAAAAARQ4/BBcsF9QHtLA/s1600/IMG_8590.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U9ktMEHRQEA/Uc3n6iLTncI/AAAAAAAARQ4/BBcsF9QHtLA/s320/IMG_8590.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah, well, we're intruding on her privacy, so...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DMJruTrQj8I/Uc3oK7UquwI/AAAAAAAARRA/a3tTmFhxZNs/s1600/IMG_8591.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DMJruTrQj8I/Uc3oK7UquwI/AAAAAAAARRA/a3tTmFhxZNs/s320/IMG_8591.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Actually he isn't, if the legend is correct.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZldeJnDab00/Uc3oWmEktCI/AAAAAAAARRI/X__6v-p---Y/s1600/IMG_8592.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZldeJnDab00/Uc3oWmEktCI/AAAAAAAARRI/X__6v-p---Y/s320/IMG_8592.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well, she is a sake brewer, and she's probably pretty devoted to her own profession...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a65LzWtihNM/Uc3oiWUrWXI/AAAAAAAARRQ/tBdwqdlru_U/s1600/IMG_8593.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a65LzWtihNM/Uc3oiWUrWXI/AAAAAAAARRQ/tBdwqdlru_U/s320/IMG_8593.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />EWWW LET'S JUST GRAB THE ROBE<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8F-CJcE63U/Uc3ouTIHUrI/AAAAAAAARRY/BKZLamekr_Q/s1600/IMG_8596.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8F-CJcE63U/Uc3ouTIHUrI/AAAAAAAARRY/BKZLamekr_Q/s320/IMG_8596.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Shut up and let me do it, and I will! Sheesh.<br /><br />So here we were, watching Nami bathe with the robe right in front of us...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4rp0D0SidMw/Uc3o-OiBATI/AAAAAAAARRg/PcFYJ01lAL0/s1600/IMG_8597.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4rp0D0SidMw/Uc3o-OiBATI/AAAAAAAARRg/PcFYJ01lAL0/s320/IMG_8597.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />So it was basically a case of slowly sneaking up and grabbing the robe...<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dYi-PC3KVZ4/Uc3pJv-WsII/AAAAAAAARR0/-aOF-YH_UJw/s1600/IMG_8598.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dYi-PC3KVZ4/Uc3pJv-WsII/AAAAAAAARR0/-aOF-YH_UJw/s320/IMG_8598.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />...and then sneaking away again.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3wV715CNcVc/Uc3pTVSexNI/AAAAAAAARR8/carA1hAdcQo/s1600/IMG_8600.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3wV715CNcVc/Uc3pTVSexNI/AAAAAAAARR8/carA1hAdcQo/s320/IMG_8600.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Woohoo! Now, let's go do our unfortunate job.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26Ii9bXCfUg/Uc3peqVen1I/AAAAAAAARSE/XbYHR0hRp0M/s1600/IMG_8604.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26Ii9bXCfUg/Uc3peqVen1I/AAAAAAAARSE/XbYHR0hRp0M/s320/IMG_8604.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well...I highly doubt the robe fits.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BIoU3T1_hRQ/Uc3poOi3KTI/AAAAAAAARSM/hGOwozDTQi4/s1600/IMG_8605.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BIoU3T1_hRQ/Uc3poOi3KTI/AAAAAAAARSM/hGOwozDTQi4/s320/IMG_8605.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I'm not seeing a whole lot of white on that robe...and more importantly, I think the beard is going to be a dead giveaway.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ydQtZPBdX4E/Uc3rsl8GrTI/AAAAAAAARSo/phYQL3-H3qM/s1600/IMG_8606.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ydQtZPBdX4E/Uc3rsl8GrTI/AAAAAAAARSo/phYQL3-H3qM/s320/IMG_8606.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />...More or less.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nJufMVMfdDs/Uc3r2497uRI/AAAAAAAARSw/krfK1Cq9o7A/s1600/IMG_8609.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nJufMVMfdDs/Uc3r2497uRI/AAAAAAAARSw/krfK1Cq9o7A/s320/IMG_8609.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />How are we going to get him there if he's unconscious?<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hexgcFAeLoo/Uc3sFq-H5wI/AAAAAAAARS4/klYkR97jw68/s1600/IMG_8611.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hexgcFAeLoo/Uc3sFq-H5wI/AAAAAAAARS4/klYkR97jw68/s320/IMG_8611.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I guess that's how.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gmBRXogPdhI/Uc3sR6jg23I/AAAAAAAARTA/iETDvPjvt4U/s1600/IMG_8612.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gmBRXogPdhI/Uc3sR6jg23I/AAAAAAAARTA/iETDvPjvt4U/s320/IMG_8612.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well, as long as he doesn't fall off, I guess we're good.<br />
<br />And with that, I've reached my stopping point for today! Tune in next time as we travel through a shrunken Shinshu Field and face Orochi for the second time. Wait, I mean the first time. Or would it be the second time? Time travel is confusing. Well, anyway...shenanigans will ensue! <br /><br />Until next time, heroes! fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-64993150501433743652013-06-21T15:47:00.001-07:002013-06-21T15:47:16.934-07:00Okami Chapter 31: I Infiltrated Ponc'tan and All I Got Was a Lousy Celestial EnvoyHello, heroes, and welcome to yet another blog post about Okami. In today's post, I enter Ponc'tan, home of the Poncles, alone because Issun was too much of a pussy to go with me. Will we finally find out the mysteries of Issun's origin? Read on to find out! <br />
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After the Lucky Mallet was done shrinking me, I floated into Ponc'tan like a little piece of pollen, and I found...this! <br />
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It's...so much prettier than I was expecting. I mean, nobody expects the inside of an old stump to look like that, do they?<br />
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I found these things while I was exploring. I...I don't really know. Pretty sure they're a cucumber and an eggplant, but I have no idea why they're on stilts.<br />
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And here's a blurry picture of actual Ponc'tan from a different vantage point. <br />
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Well, anyway. Enough time-wasting! I decided to get down to business and find the village's leader, Ishaku.<br />
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What? Oh man, I swear I didn't roll in any poop before I came in...<br />
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Better believe it, old man!<br />
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Woof woof?<br />
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Aww, all of a sudden this got really sad...<br />
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What's that? Oh, I just...got something in my eye. Don't mind me.<br />
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Aww...<br />
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No need to be such a jerk about it...<br />
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That's my little secret.<br />
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:D<br />
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I remember you? Oh, right, from before. <br />
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I get the feeling I'm supposed to be thinking something along the lines of, "You, lead? NEVER!"<br />
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Legendary, eh? I thought Issun was the legendary swordsman...<br />
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Oh, self-proclaimed. Well, that explains a lot.<br />
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I guess, although the failing eyes are a definite minus.<br />
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Well, you do still live in a tree stump despite having gone up in the world...<br />
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Doesn't everyone? Sheesh.<br />
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Hey! I've been working on that! I've gotten almost all of them back! <br />
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Like I said, I'm working on that...<br />
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Hey, I haven't heard anything about you in the tales about me. Just the tales about Shiranui the Legendary Wolf, or whatever my title was.<br />
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How dare they! <br />
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Yet I keep accomplishing things against all odds. Doesn't that say something about faith?<br />
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You don't have to keep rubbing it in...<br />
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Let me guess. I couldn't possibly defeat the powers of darkness.<br />
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And yet I've been fighting off the powers of darkness this whole game so far. Have faith in Me! <br />
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Well, uh...about that....<br />
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Well, I had a companion, but he didn't want to come in...<br />
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Oh, no. Of course not.<br />
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I really wished I could talk during this part so I could tell him Issun was with me.<br />
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Oh? Tell me more.<br />
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Celestial Envoys? How quaint.<br />
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Right, right, I knew that. So, speaking of Celestial Envoys, I think I have one traveling with me...<br />
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I knew that too. So, uh, what do we do?<br />
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I see.<br />
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I see. So is that why there's a painting of me on the wall over there? <br />
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What do the rest of them do, then? <br />
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So...who's the Celestial Envoy now?<br />
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So the five previous Celestial Envoys traveled with me too? I'm confused.<br />
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So you couldn't be the Celestial Envoy again, is what you're saying.<br />
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He went on to explain that he'd decided to teach his people everything he'd learned.<br />
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How strict are we talking, exactly?<br />
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That's...cool, I guess.<br />
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Talk to them? Well, I am here to see if anyone's heard anything about that missing girl...<br />
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Well, about that...I, uh, may have already decided....<br />
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I'll, uh...have to let you know who I choose, okay? <br />
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Come to think of it, I haven't seen Issun do any painting at all...interesting.<br />
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I see. I'll have to make sure I remember that, since the entire sentence is in Clue Red.<br />
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So, after I was done talking to Ishaku, I <strike> heroically asked around and found someone who knew something about Lika and didn't waste any time at all </strike> went outside and talked to Issun some more, wandered around outside for a while, and finally went back into Ponc'tan to find whoever I'd missed. Cue my meeting with Miya! <br />
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Miya was some random Poncle in the one house in the village I hadn't visited. Figures.<br />
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...and then turned around and went somewhere she'd be easier to find?<br />
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...Oh. That doesn't help at all. And what is the Spirit Gate, exactly?<br />
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I don't think I want to know any more about it.<br />
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Just when this story got convoluted enough, they added time travel? But time travel always screws everything up...<br />
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Well, I should think so...we don't want to deal with all that timey-wimeyness, do we? <br />
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Good plan. When do we get to steer well clear of it?<br />
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...you just had to follow her, right? You couldn't leave well enough alone.<br />
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Well, that would have ended badly in this case, but still.<br />
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Sorry for the fuzziness in these photos, by the way. I don't know what happened.<br />
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Well, I guess we don't have to worry about a bystander effect here. But that's a good thing.<br />
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I'm guessing that wasn't supposed to happen.<br />
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Uh oh. So I suppose we should go rescue her, right?<br />
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WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU TELL ISHAKU?! ARE YOU REALLY THAT STUPID? <br />
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Fine, I'll do what you should have done and tell him myself. I guess the bystander effect does apply here. What a moron.<br />
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Somehow Ishaku can read my mind, which is good since I don't have Issun to talk for me. And he traveled with me before, apparently, so he should be able to tell what I'm thinking, right?<br />
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If you insult me I'm going to lose interest in helping any of you really, really fast.<br />
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I dunno, I feel like that every time I walk into your house...<br />
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Well, some girl from the village managed to disappear through it, so we have a reason now.<br />
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Hand it over, then! <br />
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...I ALREADY HAVE A CELESTIAL ENVOY. GIMME THE GODDAMN SWORD!<br />
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I've been trying to tell you forever. I already have a Celestial Envoy.<br />
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Yes you do! He's my Celestial Envoy! <br />
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Because you were too hard on him?<br />
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Oh, so he did steal the painting. Well, whatever. More important things are at stake here! <br />
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I think I'm wasting my time here. Let's go check out the Spirit Gate ourselves.<br />
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Looks like we'll have to, yes. Why? Are you going to watch us go in and then not tell anyone?<br />
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Well, you see, we're doing what YOU should have done a long time ago. Moron.<br />
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I agree. Let's go! <br />
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Actually, I'm not sure what the point of that little interlude was. I think it was just that Issun didn't want to talk to someone from his village. Well, she's not worth talking to anyway, so we'll just move on.<br />
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Inner Yoshpet...even worse than Outer Yoshpet. Why did we come here again?<br />
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Oh, right. Spirit Gate.<br />
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Well, this sounds fun. Tell me more about the Spirit Gate.<br />
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Haven't I heard this spiel before? When you were talking about that mechanism we had to activate to get to Kamui in the first place?<br />
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Why is everything always "They say,"? Why doesn't anyone actually know anything about what they're talking about? <br />
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So you're saying Yoshpet isn't big in the tourist trade?<br />
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Then how did that little girl get in?<br />
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Oh boy, here we go again.<br />
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That sounds just peachy! <br />
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Okay, let's get this over with, then.<br />
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I couldn't take photos of us traversing this part of the forest either. You'll just have to take my word for it. Let's just say it was annoying and I may have died a couple of times.<br />
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Woohoo! We made it without passing out! <br />
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Looks like a Spirit Gate to me! Because I'm an expert in these things.<br />
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You already said that. Get to the good part! <br />
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So basically forever, is what you're saying?<br />
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I see.<br />
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But Ishaku isn't here, so...<br />
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Oh, NEEDLESSLY. Well, that makes me feel better. Wait, what about when that girl went through it? What that a needless opening? My head hurts.<br />
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A wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey sort of disaster? <br />
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Whoa, whoa, whoa! Let's not get too hasty here! <br />
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Right, but I thought Ishaku had to be the one to...oh, never mind.<br />
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And then Issun whipped out his little sword and...<br />
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With a horrible screeching noise...<br />
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...the gate was breached. I guess.<br />
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The gate is opening! <br />
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I wonder if this is foreshadowing that Issun will become the leader of the tribe? This whole thing is kinda messed-up timewise, after all...<br />
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-38PKMnU6cIM/UcN7QCQhCAI/AAAAAAAAQ0E/7rd5XBnOswE/s1600/IMG_8349.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-38PKMnU6cIM/UcN7QCQhCAI/AAAAAAAAQ0E/7rd5XBnOswE/s320/IMG_8349.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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The gate is open! When can we go through? <br />
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UGboPHBeucs/UcN8XShZpmI/AAAAAAAAQ0U/NossMmSyzRo/s1600/IMG_8350.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UGboPHBeucs/UcN8XShZpmI/AAAAAAAAQ0U/NossMmSyzRo/s320/IMG_8350.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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If he knew about the missing girl, he'd probably forgive you.<br />
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-znWebgZrfOU/UcN8gYhaUrI/AAAAAAAAQ0c/md9HAJJHAFQ/s1600/IMG_8351.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-znWebgZrfOU/UcN8gYhaUrI/AAAAAAAAQ0c/md9HAJJHAFQ/s320/IMG_8351.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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If you insist...<br />
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-09aSPn6pRDs/UcN8o1x8-zI/AAAAAAAAQ0k/7xzwdcPlqTY/s1600/IMG_8353.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-09aSPn6pRDs/UcN8o1x8-zI/AAAAAAAAQ0k/7xzwdcPlqTY/s320/IMG_8353.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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Why are we sitting here looking at it? Let's go in before someone sees us! <br />
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-000N5tEWO7c/UcN80sjNzxI/AAAAAAAAQ0w/1milu1guhjQ/s1600/IMG_8354.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-000N5tEWO7c/UcN80sjNzxI/AAAAAAAAQ0w/1milu1guhjQ/s320/IMG_8354.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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I'm trying to get you to understand we need to go through the gate before somebody catches us...<br />
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDJf-8MOZ-c/UcN9Jc83YFI/AAAAAAAAQ00/pd9hL9DndVo/s1600/IMG_8355.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDJf-8MOZ-c/UcN9Jc83YFI/AAAAAAAAQ00/pd9hL9DndVo/s320/IMG_8355.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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Never mind. Too late.<br />
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bxinswHzbSc/UcN9RxD9jtI/AAAAAAAAQ08/gDk3OiHDwnI/s1600/IMG_8356.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bxinswHzbSc/UcN9RxD9jtI/AAAAAAAAQ08/gDk3OiHDwnI/s320/IMG_8356.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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Uh...there's someone behind us...<br />
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mubIpgmY8DY/UcN9fpjPzzI/AAAAAAAAQ1E/XS4T3LeRkTA/s1600/IMG_8357.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mubIpgmY8DY/UcN9fpjPzzI/AAAAAAAAQ1E/XS4T3LeRkTA/s320/IMG_8357.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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SHUT UP AND LOOK BEHIND YOU! <br />
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-75LHSJ83L3M/UcN9nyYjLQI/AAAAAAAAQ1M/0Y8aNJpuuqg/s1600/IMG_8358.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-75LHSJ83L3M/UcN9nyYjLQI/AAAAAAAAQ1M/0Y8aNJpuuqg/s320/IMG_8358.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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Aw, dammit, it's Oki! What do you want, you goof? <br />
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WC0cKMIxToI/UcN9xp7zAgI/AAAAAAAAQ1U/Z9j6ChQbLbQ/s1600/IMG_8359.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WC0cKMIxToI/UcN9xp7zAgI/AAAAAAAAQ1U/Z9j6ChQbLbQ/s320/IMG_8359.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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Amaterasu. My name is Amaterasu.<br />
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<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3fP2YAiRyZk/UcN-EE0qO1I/AAAAAAAAQ1k/hpwlTJwZrVQ/s1600/IMG_8360.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3fP2YAiRyZk/UcN-EE0qO1I/AAAAAAAAQ1k/hpwlTJwZrVQ/s320/IMG_8360.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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Hey, screw you too, buddy!<br />
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Well, we don't want you here! Go away! <br />
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-la1UP3TsnkQ/UcN-bgeikGI/AAAAAAAAQ10/w8nffLZqhgI/s1600/IMG_8362.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-la1UP3TsnkQ/UcN-bgeikGI/AAAAAAAAQ10/w8nffLZqhgI/s320/IMG_8362.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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I'm guessing few people have.<br />
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B7wXtSn6TTo/UcN-mnnSueI/AAAAAAAAQ18/kDnjCTcDE7U/s1600/IMG_8364.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B7wXtSn6TTo/UcN-mnnSueI/AAAAAAAAQ18/kDnjCTcDE7U/s320/IMG_8364.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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That's right! Give it to him, Issun! <br />
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qHqcCOIOOWc/UcN-v8stB_I/AAAAAAAAQ2E/VpjMbl-zyhw/s1600/IMG_8365.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qHqcCOIOOWc/UcN-v8stB_I/AAAAAAAAQ2E/VpjMbl-zyhw/s320/IMG_8365.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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Without a guide, even? How are you not conked out under a tree somewhere? Preferably an angry tree.<br />
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FfcVfPOf1lY/UcN-8ktyFYI/AAAAAAAAQ2M/WQGLSxZF8fQ/s1600/IMG_8366.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FfcVfPOf1lY/UcN-8ktyFYI/AAAAAAAAQ2M/WQGLSxZF8fQ/s320/IMG_8366.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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Yeah, yeah. Explain yourself! <br />
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6mnQXk9pIiw/UcN_KoWL6YI/AAAAAAAAQ2U/ygMe0FGEAUw/s1600/IMG_8367.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6mnQXk9pIiw/UcN_KoWL6YI/AAAAAAAAQ2U/ygMe0FGEAUw/s320/IMG_8367.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6mnQXk9pIiw/UcN_KoWL6YI/AAAAAAAAQ2U/ygMe0FGEAUw/s1600/IMG_8367.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6mnQXk9pIiw/UcN_KoWL6YI/AAAAAAAAQ2U/ygMe0FGEAUw/s320/IMG_8367.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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So why don't you? Just fall over already! <br />
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8poKaldi4J0/UcTUkcjtJ3I/AAAAAAAAQ2k/2FlSCRyO6n0/s1600/IMG_8368.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8poKaldi4J0/UcTUkcjtJ3I/AAAAAAAAQ2k/2FlSCRyO6n0/s320/IMG_8368.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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The sacred sword you STOLE....<br />
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It probably wants you to give it back, or...something.<br />
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-onlPPIkFL-E/UcTU4o6SdQI/AAAAAAAAQ20/f9QnjS7EqJ0/s1600/IMG_8370.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-onlPPIkFL-E/UcTU4o6SdQI/AAAAAAAAQ20/f9QnjS7EqJ0/s320/IMG_8370.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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Which it hasn't done yet...<br />
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rV_JuwW4-XY/UcTVB1UsPLI/AAAAAAAAQ28/xQ2UpQtO-ls/s1600/IMG_8371.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rV_JuwW4-XY/UcTVB1UsPLI/AAAAAAAAQ28/xQ2UpQtO-ls/s320/IMG_8371.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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And that's relevant how?<br />
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XyehyFlTJOY/UcTVKj5GfiI/AAAAAAAAQ3E/b7ciHK0ICWk/s1600/IMG_8372.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XyehyFlTJOY/UcTVKj5GfiI/AAAAAAAAQ3E/b7ciHK0ICWk/s320/IMG_8372.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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You want to go to the heavens? Why? I played Dragon Age, visiting the heavens is a bad idea! <br />
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W2VfhSpa6HQ/UcTVj72zwFI/AAAAAAAAQ3M/oVfGUk_m6UM/s1600/IMG_8373.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W2VfhSpa6HQ/UcTVj72zwFI/AAAAAAAAQ3M/oVfGUk_m6UM/s320/IMG_8373.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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Agreed...<br />
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P-BT9NF_ux8/UcTVtBS0W3I/AAAAAAAAQ3U/NdefsvsGmmY/s1600/IMG_8374.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P-BT9NF_ux8/UcTVtBS0W3I/AAAAAAAAQ3U/NdefsvsGmmY/s320/IMG_8374.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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I have a bad feeling about this guy...<br />
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0d1sfKwVSS0/UcTV18CuNlI/AAAAAAAAQ3c/xnsFHscl6wI/s1600/IMG_8375.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0d1sfKwVSS0/UcTV18CuNlI/AAAAAAAAQ3c/xnsFHscl6wI/s320/IMG_8375.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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So what's the big deal then?<br />
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h2bnnQbKDis/UcTV9IuYM8I/AAAAAAAAQ3k/3DoXhdWT8HI/s1600/IMG_8376.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h2bnnQbKDis/UcTV9IuYM8I/AAAAAAAAQ3k/3DoXhdWT8HI/s320/IMG_8376.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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So go kill more monsters and get out of our hair.<br />
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O2LeEZMP_kA/UcTWHIkP9-I/AAAAAAAAQ3s/EmptXpWlEF4/s1600/IMG_8377.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O2LeEZMP_kA/UcTWHIkP9-I/AAAAAAAAQ3s/EmptXpWlEF4/s320/IMG_8377.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NAl043ONPw0/UcTWSjMjQqI/AAAAAAAAQ30/aIckLU_3HmA/s1600/IMG_8378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a></div>
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vE-QaLXTQGk/UcTXeLAW_BI/AAAAAAAAQ4s/F3_4KpaFX3w/s1600/IMG_8387.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>What? No, wait! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NAl043ONPw0/UcTWSjMjQqI/AAAAAAAAQ30/aIckLU_3HmA/s1600/IMG_8378.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NAl043ONPw0/UcTWSjMjQqI/AAAAAAAAQ30/aIckLU_3HmA/s320/IMG_8378.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />NO KILLY MONSTERS IN THE PAST BAD BAD HAVEN'T YOU EVER HEARD THAT SAYING ABOUT THE BUTTERFLY<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i7TR4BDowH8/UcTWcBQijSI/AAAAAAAAQ38/-rbKyJWSiAg/s1600/IMG_8380.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i7TR4BDowH8/UcTWcBQijSI/AAAAAAAAQ38/-rbKyJWSiAg/s320/IMG_8380.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />STOP STOP YOU MORON<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tCJgEa_dHDI/UcTWkSpnE2I/AAAAAAAAQ4E/XfWq7lyezgg/s1600/IMG_8381.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tCJgEa_dHDI/UcTWkSpnE2I/AAAAAAAAQ4E/XfWq7lyezgg/s320/IMG_8381.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />LISTEN TO THE LITTLE BUG<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uvXTwwlNSXk/UcTWxCqnCjI/AAAAAAAAQ4M/IH3qoy3VhjY/s1600/IMG_8382.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uvXTwwlNSXk/UcTWxCqnCjI/AAAAAAAAQ4M/IH3qoy3VhjY/s320/IMG_8382.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah, and look what happened to her! <br /><br />Well, I guess we don't actually know, but she hasn't come back yet...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jpjNHVaMNVA/UcTW94B5_fI/AAAAAAAAQ4U/UYyAk8bduFM/s1600/IMG_8383.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jpjNHVaMNVA/UcTW94B5_fI/AAAAAAAAQ4U/UYyAk8bduFM/s320/IMG_8383.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah! Listen to Issun before you do something that makes Back to the Future Part II look like child's play! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0KZCnXdh4mE/UcTXMNgJv6I/AAAAAAAAQ4c/hskb7nl_Mm8/s1600/IMG_8384.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0KZCnXdh4mE/UcTXMNgJv6I/AAAAAAAAQ4c/hskb7nl_Mm8/s320/IMG_8384.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Ugh. You're an idiot.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hc5NE7CYmHI/UcTXUL7bFNI/AAAAAAAAQ4k/AWYdnX4jaGM/s1600/IMG_8385.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hc5NE7CYmHI/UcTXUL7bFNI/AAAAAAAAQ4k/AWYdnX4jaGM/s320/IMG_8385.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Too late now! After him! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vE-QaLXTQGk/UcTXeLAW_BI/AAAAAAAAQ4s/F3_4KpaFX3w/s1600/IMG_8387.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vE-QaLXTQGk/UcTXeLAW_BI/AAAAAAAAQ4s/F3_4KpaFX3w/s320/IMG_8387.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I really hope we don't regret thiiiiiiiiiiiis!<br /><br />And with that, I've reached my stopping point for today. Check back next time as we travel back...way back...BACK INTO TIME.<br /><br />Until next time, heroes!fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-40287383229323196742013-06-12T18:26:00.002-07:002013-06-12T18:26:56.316-07:00Okami Chapter 30: Now All I Need is a Cask of BoozeHello, everyone, and welcome to the 30th Okami post. I'm really not surprised that I reached this number; I will be surprised if I get to 40, however. I apologize for my lack of posting last week.I don't really have much of an excuse, other than general being-busy and not feeling like posting. <br />
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If you don't get the post title, <a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/f/f7/St_Bernard_with_barrel_alt.jpg" target="_blank">this</a> is what I was referring to. For some reason, <a href="http://dummr.wordpress.com/2013/01/08/classic-farside-cartoon-a-different-sort-of-rescue-dog/" target="_blank">this</a> came to mind too. Fortunately, this post doesn't involve outhouses or TP at all. And with that...on with the show!<br />
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When I last left off, Kemu had informed us that we needed to go save Lika from Yoshpet Forest. But first he opened the gate to Ezofuji for some reason.<br />
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f57mYdnU4B8/UbeR7276wcI/AAAAAAAAQQg/4mJws9o8gvU/s1600/IMG_8092.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f57mYdnU4B8/UbeR7276wcI/AAAAAAAAQQg/4mJws9o8gvU/s320/IMG_8092.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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But apparently I missed the part of his speech where he said we needed to talk to someone in Ezofuji to get the amulet we needed to get into Yoshpet Forest, so you'll have to take my word for it. I decided to go exploring in Ezofuji anyway. We saw the Ark of Yamato frozen in ice, and boy was that depressing. <br />
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When we found the person we didn't realize we were supposed to talk to (a shaman named Tuskle), she told us the local legend about the Ark of Yamato. Apparently, eons ago, the Moon Tribe people (I think) lived on the Celestial Plain in peace and harmony (I think), until one day they were attacked by the evil demon Yami and his minions. The people decided to flee in the Ark of Yamato, but didn't realize the demons they were running away from were lurking in the Ark with them. When all hell broke loose, the Ark crashed on Earth, and all of the people except one were killed in the crash (or by demons). From there, the demons came out of the Ark of Yamato to do their demonic work, and ever since then, the Ark has been the source of Nippon's demons, according to the legend. The identity of the sole survivor remains a mystery. Hmm, I wonder who it could be? <br />
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Once the story was over, Tuskle gave us the amulet we needed to get into Yoshpet Forest, and we headed back to town, where we ran into Kai again.<br />
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Oh, well, you know, first he was unconscious and wouldn't talk to us, and then he heard Issun talking and tried to beat us up, and...<br />
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He chased us around in circles! <br />
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And he tried to hit me! <br />
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No, the <i>other</i> Yoshpet. You know, the one that's full of sunshine and butterflies and nothing horrible at all.<br />
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Why? She's only your village's LAST HOPE, and you haven't even searched everywhere for her? <br />
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If only it were! <br />
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Ooh, the plot thickens. Is Issun's home in the forest? <br />
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Well, we have been traveling together for months and all...<br />
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And what am I supposed to do without you to do the talking for me? <br />
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Sounds like it's your sort of place.<br />
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With what? My nose? I don't even know what she smells like! <br />
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Works for me.<br />
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Haven't we been over this already? <br />
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Pretty sure we've already heard this. Blah blah, there's no sun the whole day, the demons are waiting for everything to freeze so they can take over, blah blah.<br />
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Right, so...what are we waiting for? <br />
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...We're all boned? <br />
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Alternately, I guess it's party time for the demons? <br />
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What was your first clue? <br />
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Can you see my markings? Kemu could. That means he's worthy! <br />
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Have you ever seen another white wolf running around before? Sheesh.<br />
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It's been hard, but it's my burden to carry.<br />
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Shut up, Issun! <br />
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Right. Since we've wasted so much time standing around talking...<br />
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You're not going to lead us there? For shame. I guess we'll have to make our own way.<br />
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I guess we'll just need to fire up some <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ul-cZyuYq4" target="_blank">Fleetwood Mac</a> and get going, eh? <br />
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Good thing we have the amulet to get past that! <br />
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Why do I get the feeling there's going to be monsters in there anyway? <br />
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...But it's faded away over time, right? Since everything's power is fading away in this game? <br />
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Typical.<br />
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I guess you do have a point there.<br />
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So we headed out of the village and went down to the Yoshpet entrance. This is what it looked like when we first approached it...<br />
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Hmm. I just noticed there are not one, but two bear asses in that photo. Oh well. <br />
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Here's what the entrance looked like after we got a little closer! <br />
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Very impressive. Good thing we had the amulet we needed to get in.<br />
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And with that...we were into the magical forest of Yoshpet! <br />
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Doesn't look any different from your typical forest, so far. I guess we have to get farther in.<br />
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I want to make a joke about Yoshi, but I just can't make it work.<br />
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Consuming? That sounds...ominous. But it can't be that bad if Issun came from there. Or could it...?<br />
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Well, you got out alive, so I'm chalking the whole thing up to myth. <br />
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Right about that time, we started wondering where Kai was...and then Waka showed up again! <br />
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Not you again! Why don't you go back to guarding the Moon Cave, like you're supposed to be doing?<br />
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Why's he always bothering us? Don't we have enough to worry about without him hanging around?<br />
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Mind your own business! <br />
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A life? <br />
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Good thing I have fur. Too bad for you! <br />
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Whatever that means...<br />
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Uh oh. Here come the conspiracy theories again...<br />
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Whoa, whoa, whoa. If he wanted to kill us, don't you think he would have done it already? <br />
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Take off the tinfoil hat...<br />
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Vulgar? How is that vulgar?<br />
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Oh, really? Do tell.<br />
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Really? That's about a mile away from here. I can tell you where it is- wait a second. It's not like you could miss that thing...<br />
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Yeah, pretty sure that's the one that's frozen in ice up by Ezofuji.<br />
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Why are you babbling at us about it, then? Go find it! <br />
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That's what I'm trying to tell you...<br />
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Good, get out of here already.<br />
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Good! They were worthless anyway! <br />
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And then Kai finally showed up. I wonder if Waka has more cosmic influence than we realize...<br />
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Yeah, there's this crazy guy that keeps following us around and Issun thinks he wants to murder us, so...<br />
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Yeah, yeah, Issun already told me that. Skip to the good part! <br />
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He told me that too. Say something useful! <br />
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Blah blah blah, the forest is losing its power, if you get lost you'll get eaten by trees, blah blah blah. <br />
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Yeah, I kinda figured that.<br />
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TELL ME SOMETHING I DON'T ALREADY KNOW, YOU USELESS GIRL! <br />
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...we'll be home free?<br />
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Special place, eh? I hope it's not the kind of special place where the tribespeople sneak off to do blow.<br />
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Why? Are they unworthy? <br />
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Why would your parents let you go into this forest when you were small? <br />
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Makes sense, I guess...<br />
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As fast as I can? Why?<br />
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Oh. That explains a lot.<br /><br />
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Well, that's encouraging...<br />
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Yet we have time to stand around and talk about it...<br />
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Right behind you! <br />
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Since the whole event was timed and I had to keep up with Kai, I couldn't take any pictures of what happened. Let's just say there were angry trees, thorny thickets with holes I had to jump through, thorny thickets with MOVING holes I had to jump through, various Demon Scrolls I had to avoid...oh, and giant snowballs and icicles. Fun stuff. But eventually we made our way to the secret area of the forest! <br />
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Woohoo! We made it! <br />
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And you tried to lead us there? What's wrong with you?<br />
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You thought it would? <br />
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Its...dirty little secret?<br />
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Ooohh...I see.<br />
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He hasn't exactly been forthcoming about it so far....<br />
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I thought he smelled her, but yeah, I guess.<br />
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So then she walked off to do...whatever, and I went over to investigate the clearing. <br />
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What a cute little tree trunk, with a mysterious light shining out of it. Haven't we seen something like this before?<br />
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I'd ask why you'd make your village in a tree stump, but I guess when you're an inch tall, any shelter will do...<br />
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Are you calling me fat? <br />
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And you too, right? But how are we going to get in?<br />
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The Lucky Mallet? Wow, we used it once, so I thought we were done with it!<br />
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What kindness? Letting it shrink me before?<br />
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Well, I knew. See, because you're a tool! Haha! <br />
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Okay. Let's visit Ponc'tan! <br />
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Yeah...since I notice she doesn't seem to be hanging around this clearing waiting for us...<br />
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Why? Are you chicken?<br />
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Helmet? I thought that was your head! How silly.<br />
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Well, I guess I'll let the Lucky Mallet shrink me, then. I hope I don't end up regretting this...<br />
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Shrink me, mallet! <br />
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Smaller...<br />
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Yay! I'm tiny again! <br />
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Wait, why does that make me happy? <br />
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It's a little weird how the mallet watches me go into the hole...<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6I4hULm4pNk/Ubke8Mcr8YI/AAAAAAAAQgM/BF258U6Kom8/s1600/IMG_8222.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><br /><br />And with that, I've reached my stopping point for today. Check back next time for my adventures in Ponc'tan, with no bumbling around trying to figure out what I was supposed to be doing at all! Woohoo! <br /><br />Until next time, heroes!<br />
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<br />fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-82809583870250260172013-05-30T23:18:00.003-07:002013-06-01T13:58:42.475-07:00Okami Chapter 29: The Icy Fingers of Death AwaitHello, readers, and welcome to my latest blog post about Okami. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to get an additional post out last week, but I feel good about it. Hopefully I can keep this up until I finish the game, because it's starting to get boring (gasp!).<br />
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In today's post, Issun and I wander around in the frozen wasteland known as Kamui and try not to freeze while we investigate what's going on. Read on for more of our exciting adventures! <br />
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So, the first thing Issun and I had to do after we Bloomed Kamui's Guardian Sapling was to do some exploring and see who we would find. And look who we ran into first! <br />
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It's Kokari, former resident of Agata Forest! How could I forget you, dude? You're the one that let a fish eat your dog.<br />
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Yeah...I mean, last I checked, Kamui was a really long way away from Agata Forest - and the path was blocked by that lightning sword thing, remember?<br />
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HAHAHA. Wait, I mean...what a noble goal! <br />
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You took his fishing pole? I hope he doesn't depend on that to feed himself...<br />
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Oh, right. We're standing right next to the Arctic Ocean, apparently. Sorry, I meant the Nippon Arctic Ocean.<br />
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Well, at least you figured it out now, while you're still young and spry enough to do something about it.<br />
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I dunno...I bet he'd cry if I poked him a few times with this sword on my back.<br />
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...is waiting to drown you in its freezing depths? <br />
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Oh. Well, there you go. Try not to drown, kid.<br />
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...You'll be able to save yourself from turning into an ice block?<br />
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Yeah, um...good luck with that.<br />
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He asked if we wanted to stay and do some deep-sea ice fishing, or some such, and since we're such good sports we obliged. But we had to stop after we caught a Yellowtail Tuna (I think) because I was getting nervous that our virtual toes would freeze off. So, we moved on to the charming village of Wep'keer.<br />
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What? You finally realized what a moron you are? <br />
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Oh, right. You mean it's not like that all the time? <br />
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Unfortunately, we couldn't figure that out, because we couldn't get into any of the houses. I think all the doors were frozen shut. So we made our way up to the chief's house to see what was up.<br />
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Samickle? What kind of silly name is that? <br />
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Okay? Why don't you shut your yap and stop blocking the way so we can go in?<br />
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Why's that? Are you trying to keep him away from us? Who do you think you are, anyway?<br />
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Top warrior, huh? There's a joke in there somewhere about '50s-era greasers, but damned if I can't quite put my finger on it. Well, either greasers or manga.<br />
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Nice mask. Did Kaepora Gaebora give it to you? Actually, a better question would be, "Was that Kaepora Gaebora's weirdo blue brother?"<br />
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He's kind of a pompous windbag, isn't he? Gee...who does that remind me of?<br />
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Clearly he's just enjoying the fresh mountain air. You know, before it freezes his lungs solid.<br />
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Bwuh?<br />
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Haha! Okay, never mind, I like this guy.<br />
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White wolf? He doesn't see my godly markings? UNWORTHY! <br />
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We'll know your secret soon enough. Until then...<br />
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Yeah. I mean, for instance...I'm pretty sure there are supposed to be people in this village? <br />
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Yes, I'm sure we're all fervently waiting to hear about that...<br />
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Well, somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed, I see. Is Mr. Samickle feeling cranky today?<br />
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His own village? Ooh! So he IS from around here somewhere! <br />
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Oh, SNAP. This guy is stone cold. <br />
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Yeah! We have important business with whoever's in charge! <br />
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Come on, man. First of all, you clearly aren't Gandalf. Secondly, on whose authority?<br />
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That's...not very hospitable at all and you should be ashamed.<br />
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Well, I guess if you're trying to keep people from getting killed by demons, rampant paranoia will do...<br />
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Wow. Somebody sounds like they need to be taken down a peg or six! <br />
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Whoa! That's not very respectful! <br />
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Oh, right. He turned into his dog form right about here. He's not any better-looking as a dog, sadly enough.<br />
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Right...definitely paranoia. Let's move on, shall we? <br />
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Since everyone else in the village was giving us the cold shoulder, I decided to go wander around Kamui some more. But as I was leaving, someone stopped me! <br />
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Kai? Who's that? <br />
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It's a villager! Whoa! <br />
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Oh, you know her? Is she as dumb as you are? <br />
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Sounds like she likes you. Should I be suspicious? <br />
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It wasn't "talking" so much as "getting yelled at," but yes.<br />
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Liar! <br />
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Serves you right for leaving, I guess.<br />
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Kai's totally thinking, "You'd know what happened if you'd been here, you moron..."<br />
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Since we didn't want to end up turning into Popsicles, we accepted the offer.<br />
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At least a year, if my calculations are correct.<br />
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Hey! My name isn't Wolfie! Issun, tell her my name.<br />
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What's that mask supposed to be? Some kind of deer? A surprised deer? Well, I guess the tribe can turn into wolves, after all...<br />
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No-Bath? Where did that come from? <br />
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And why would we want to take a bath here, anyway! We'd freeze! <br />
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Yeah. We want to know why there are so many demons ERRRVRYWHERE.<br />
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I mean...is there some equivalent to the Fox Rods that they're all looking for? <br />
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Such goofy names.<br />
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Let's hope that Oina hero doesn't turn out to have been Nagi in disguise, because that would be lame.<br />
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The name "Wawku" makes me think of squawking. Maybe it's a subtle reference to the fact that Lechku and Nechku look like birds? I don't think owls squawk, but I could be wrong.<br />
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How convenient.<br />
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Let me guess. Something went wrong? <br />
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Of course. And now we have to clean up this mess? <br />
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Well, that explains his swelled head.<br />
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Oh noes! I guess the old man shouldn't have messed with the mechanical owls. <br />
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Yeah, yeah, we heard that part already.<br />
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All he's doing is only hurting it if he keeps leaving us out in the cold.<br />
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Good thing we're here to help, then! Oh, wait, we can't because Samickle is a douchebag.<br />
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She went on to tell us that they heard an earthquake from the south the day before Lechku and Nechku broke free, and Kamu said it was "the evil force from the south making its way to Kamui." Okay then. I'm guessing that was from us putting Ninetails on ice.<br />
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Really? I would have thought it was the land of hidden morons, going by Samickle's behavior.<br />
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Oh. Well, that's...not very encouraging. Why would anyone live here at all, then? <br />
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Yeah, I'm sure that was the question on all our minds...<br />
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Well, now he's just standing around outside his house down in Kamui. Is he going to do anything useful, or stand there until he turns into a snowman?<br />
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...He took his toys and went home?<br />
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Close enough. <br />
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Probably because he thinks he can defeat the demons by himself because he's such a badass. He just gets to shiver in the cold until Kutone starts glowing.<br />
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She went on to explain that while everyone was mad at Oki for taking the sword, Samickle believed in him and thought Oki would eventually come back to help. <br />
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Maybe the cold snap is finally getting to him?<br />
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Don't tell me she's his girlfriend or something...<br />
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Whew. I think we dodged a bullet there.<br />
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I'd make a joke about her being buried in a snowdrift somewhere, but you guys do have dog noses, so....yeah.<br />
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So, why is this girl important? Don't tell me you need her for some ritual.<br />
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Why else would she disappear? Surely she'd know better than to wander off during the most epic blizzard this place has ever seen. But why would demons want to kill her?<br />
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How's that? <br />
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But before Kai could explain any more, we heard a spooky howl from outside.<br />
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Ooh! Maybe he found out we're here and wants to see us! Or maybe he was trying to stoke his fire and singed his foot or something. <br />
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Cool! Let's go! <br />
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So we ran back up to the elder's house, where Samickle was waiting for us. He'd turned back into a human and said Kemu was waiting for us, so we went on inside.<br />
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He's just lying there on the floor. Let's hope the icy hand of Death didn't get him! <br />
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But all we had to do was stand there and let Issun talk for a while.<br />
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I may have asked this before, but how did he "tan your hide," exactly? Because I'm pretty sure a full-size person attempting that would just squash you like a bug.<br />
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Uh oh. He is alive! <br />
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What followed was an amusing little scene where Kemu chased us in circles around the hut until I got the idea to head-butt him.<br />
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I'm not really sure what the problem was, to be honest.<br />
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I guess he must be the village's resident disciplinarian, eh? <br />
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I like how everyone immediately recognizes Issun even though they can't really see much of him. It must be his voice.<br />
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Am I wrong, or does he look like a chipmunk with chubby cheeks?<br />
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Yeah, he was basically telling us to go pound snow.<br />
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Haha! Issun, why don't you go outside and argue with Samickle some more while the important people talk? <br />
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Her sister is missing? <br />
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Hah! Got it in one! See, I told you I could pay attention! <br />
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People keep saying that, but they don't explain what they mean by it. Hurry up and tell us before we all freeze our tails off! <br />
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I see. <br />
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Well, I can see why we need to get her back then. Should we start looking right away, or wait until she's a little icicle first? <br />
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Well, that's what it sounds like...<br />
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Okay, I stand corrected.<br />
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Right. Something to do with keeping everything from freezing solid? <br />
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Volcanoes? Whuh oh. Molten lava and blizzards are totally a terrible combination! <br />
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I really hope that's a good thing...<br />
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Oh. Well, I suppose that's good.<br />
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Wait. Why would you intentionally make TWO volcanoes erupt?! Wouldn't that destroy...oh, whatever.<br />
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That's...really unfortunate.<br />
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Chillier and chillier, icier and icier...until, finally, everything is frozen solid.<br />
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Blah blah blah, everyone will freeze, blah blah. Why don't you all just move south where it's, you know...NOT THE BIRTHPLACE OF ALL KNOWN EVIL? <br />
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Okay, okay, we get it, Kamui must be saved.<br />
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Pretty sure with how the situation keeps going from bad to worse...he'd have done that already.<br />
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See? Idiot.<br />
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Of course he doesn't. Which is why we need to go look for this girl instead of standing around talking.<br />
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...You have wolf noses and you still can't find her? What's wrong with you people?! <br />
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THEN WHY AREN'T YOU LOOKING RIGHT NOW?! <br />
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...Oh. Of course.<br />
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...So, the reason people aren't there looking for her right now is because...?<br />
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Okay, whatever. So you haven't dispatched anyone to this Yoshpet because...?<br />
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By this point we'll probably only find a Lika-shaped snowgirl, but whatever.<br />
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But if you don't, everyone dies! <br />
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Haha! Kemu just ignores him.<br />
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Right. Can you stop talking now so we can do this? <br />
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Are you sure you're helping your cause by referring to me as a furball? <br />
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Ooh! You can see who I really am! You're more worthy than Samickle, at least! <br />
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Yay! You can see my sword! <br />
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I, uh...well...close enough, I guess.<br />
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Cool. So, can we go search now? <br />
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Don't waste your time! Shiranui and I are basically the same thing, anyway! <br />
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I never said I wasn't going to! <br />
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I know, I know...<br />
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OKAY, WE GET IT.<br />
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Which is really inhospitable of you. Don't you think your people would be able to recognize A DEMON if they saw one? <br />
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That's really comforting.<br />
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What does that have to do with anything?<br />
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Yeah, yeah, whatever.<br />
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And that brings me to my stopping point for today, unfortunately. Tune in next time as Issun and I explore a frozen lake, talk to a mysterious mystic, finally enter the fabled forest of Yoshpet, and...visit Issun's homeland?! NO WAY! <br />
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Until next time, heroes!fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-22351622733741299052013-05-20T18:51:00.001-07:002013-06-01T13:58:32.575-07:00Okami Chapter 28: North by North NipponHello, reader(s), and welcome to my latest blog post about Okami, where everything always happens on time and the writer is never, EVER too busy to write a new post! <br />
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Can you tell I'm being sarcastic? Because I am. I feel pretty good about this though, because last week was the first time I missed a week all year. With any luck I'll be able to bring you two posts this week! But as always, no promises.<br />
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What do you want now, you freak?<br />
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Mind your own business! <br />
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Why yes, he was. But it turns out holding a metal sword in the air during a thunderstorm is a really bad idea.<br />
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Well, at least Issun knows when to cut to the crux of the situation...<br />
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I like to think that the original script called Issun a little bitch, but they had to tone it down for the kiddies.<br />
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But why did she have to die in the first place?! <br />
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Yeah! So get out of our faces! <br />
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But before Issun could hurl more insults at Waka, we heard an ominous crash of thunder.<br />
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Didn't somebody say we needed to go there?<br />
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Oh, quit trying to be all mystical and say something useful.<br />
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What? No vague prophecy? You disappoint me.<br />
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Must not make dirty joke...must not make dirty joke...must not make dirty joke...<br />
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Resist...resist...resist! <br />
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Hahaha...wait, what? <br />
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I dunno, Issun, maybe Amaterasu wanted Waka to "penetrate" her defenses...hee hee. Okay, I'll stop now.<br />
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Well, yeah, but that doesn't mean we want help from you! <br />
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Pretty sure that was the plan, but...<br />
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He's either trolling us or actually trying to help. Either is plausible.<br />
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Go be weird somewhere else, you worthless pile.<br />
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And with that, it was time to move on to the frozen North. But first we had to go to Shinshu Field, where a new puzzle awaited us. Along with a very pleasant thunderstorm! <br />
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See? Thunderstorm. Along with an easily-solved puzzle, if we can get closer to...whatever that thing is. Looks like some kind of mechanism.<br />
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Good thing there was a handily-placed cat statue on a nearby wall! <br />
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And with a hop, skip and a jump, we reached Upper Shinshu Field. Which wasn't very big, but we did find a treasure chest, a clover and a couple of Demon Gates that were easily cleared. When we were done with that, we went to investigate the weird mechanism.<br />
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...nobody could figure out what it was for? Don't worry, we'll figure it out now that Ammy is on the case.<br />
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I'm too good at this. Okay, well, let's go see what's going on with this thing. Judging by the lightning, I already know what I need to do to it. Just as soon as Issun stops blathering about how those things are all over Nippon and nobody knows who the architects were or how old they are.<br />
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Like how we're going to get to the northern lands? Now shut up and let me do my thing.<br />
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That definitely looks like something I should zap with lightning. But first, let's run around it first to see if there's anything interesting on the other side! <br />
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Well, that's completely unhelpful. Usually when a door has mysterious writing on it, it at least has symbols that tell you what the writing is for. Oh well. Lightning time! <br />
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KABOOM! <br />
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And with a loud grinding noise...<br />
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...the whatever-it-was rotated around to reveal a door! Or open the inexplicable doorway, whatever.<br />
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Success! Let's hope that doesn't turn out to be a doorway to hell! <br />
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Your mom? <br />
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To the frozen North, yes. What's your point?<br />
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You hadn't figured that out yet? You're such a moron.<br />
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When aren't you getting a bad feeling about something? <br />
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On the other side of the doorway we found...a tunnel! Ooh, I wonder where it could lead.<br />
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Not wanting to be timewasters, we headed down the (long) tunnel. Eventually it got all spooky and misty. What's awaiting us on the other side...? <br />
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It also got green, for some reason. Well, greenish.<br />
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But at last, we emerged triumphant on the other side! <br />
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Woohoo! We reached the Northern Lands! <br />
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Oh, wait. We reached the Northern Lands. How are we going to keep from freezing to death? <br />
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Word. And you're a lot tinier than I am! <br />
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Okay, you can stop whining now.<br />
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So you've been here before? Why are you complaining then?<br />
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If it makes you shut up, then knock yourself out.<br />
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Hey! Quit telling me what to do! I'm the goddess here; I do what I want!<br />
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This place looks cozy. Let's head in! <br />
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Well, at least we can warm up in this random house. I hope whoever it belongs to doesn't mind us waltzing our way in.<br />
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Whoa! Don't set yourself on fire or anything. We just got here! <br />
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I certainly hope so...<br />
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Hey, wait a minute. There's something over there. Didn't we bother to check out the room before we got comfortable? <br />
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It's...some dude?<br />
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It's...a dude wearing a wolf mask? Why is it blue? And why is he being so creepy?<br />
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Issun, of course, was totally oblivious. <br />
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There's a creepy guy over there! Quit taking your sweat bath and look! <br />
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THERE'S A BIG SCARY GUY RIGHT BEHIND YOU!<br />
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And then it turned into some kind of standoff with the mysterious guy and me slowly stalking around the fire staring at each other.<br />
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Whoa! He's got a sword! What a scary guy! <br />
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That mask isn't really doing him any favors, though.<br />
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He's reached the door. Is something going to happen here, or...?<br />
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Aw, he's not going to make a run for it, is he-<br />
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Aaaaaaaaaaaand he's gone. Sigh.<br />
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No, I thought he was still standing in front of the door like an idiot. Sheesh.<br />
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Well, why didn't you say so in the first place? <br />
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Looked like a sword to me. Shouldn't it have a bunch of gaudy adornments like all the other swords in this game? <br />
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Well, whatever. I guess we should probably follow this guy, huh?<br />
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Luckily he was waiting for us right outside. I suppose fighting in the house would have been too hard.<br />
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Why does the outside look so greenish? Must be a trick of the light.<br />
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What followed was a really irritating fight in which I had to defeat Oki once as a person and then again as a bizarre <strike> blurry </strike> blue wolf, like so.<br />
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The first fight was just annoying because the guy had so much health. The second one was annoying because it was like fighting the Canine Warriors, but harder. The dog didn't utilize the "explosive shit" technique, though, so that's something. But eventually the fight was over.<br />
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Is that supposed to be an insult? I can beat you any day of the week, you pansy! <br />
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So...are you going to take off that creepy mask while you talk to me, or what? <br />
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I take it no one else in your tribe is white and wolf-shaped.<br />
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Sorry, my mistake. <i>Celestial-wolf-shaped</i>.<br />
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I am known as the great Okami Amaterasu, origin of all that is good and-<br />
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Dammit, Issun! Stop messing up my groove! <br />
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Poncle? <br />
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Oh. He's called a Poncle? Weird.<br />
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Issun's been here before? How did you get past that iron sword thing, then?<br />
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Better than hanging around in a hut in some snowy backwater with nothing but a sword for company, am I right? <br />
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Tired of painting? Never! <br />
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So he's from this area? That only makes me more curious about how he got past the lightning thingy.<br />
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Maybe that mask of yours scared him away and he finally managed to purge it from his mind? <br />
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We just told you our names...<br />
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Pint-Sized Warrior, eh? I could get used to that...<br />
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You like dodging questions about yourself, don't you? <br />
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It's a sword. I'm guessing he probably bought it somewhere?<br />
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That's not much of an answer...<br />
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We noticed. Blah blah blah evil monsters blah blah.<br />
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Good for you! <br />
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So he explained how the tribe's survival was due to the Ezofuji Mountains watching over them. I don't know, I don't come up with this stuff. Anyway, things have been extra bad lately because a pair of evil twin demons took over the mountains.<br />
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Interesting names. I wonder how they got them? <br />
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So they managed to get loose somehow and proceeded to wreak havoc on the mountains. That's fun. <br />
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How unfortunate. <br />
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Looking for something? Well, every demon in existence was searching for the Fox Rods, but I don't know why they'd be looking in Kamui.<br />
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Blah blah blah, nothing we haven't heard before. What do we have to do?<br />
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You mean more uninhabitable than it is already? Because it looks like it's pretty cold already.<br />
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...Wait a second. You mean you're going to do all the work instead of us? Wow. I'm floored.<br />
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Shut up, Issun! This is our chance! We can protect the villagers while Oki does his thing! <br />
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Okay, and? <br />
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So what you're telling us is that the village is screwed?<br />
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Guardian sword? Say what now?<br />
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...Well, even if he has, I haven't. So spill! <br />
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Sounds fun...<br />
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Glows silver? Doesn't look like it's glowing to me.<br />
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Oh, it's going to <i>start</i> glowing. I get it.<br />
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So you're going to go kill some more monsters while we hang out in the village?<br />
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...Giving you a perfect opportunity to go kill all the monsters? <br />
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Didn't you hear him? He said it was time for the sword to be used. Clearly that means the sword could be used.<br />
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How did he manage that? I don't think you're big enough to physically punish...<br />
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That's still not much of an answer. Well, I'm sure we'll find out he took the sword without permission in no time.<br />
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Once we were done talking to Oki, we explored a little bit and encountered that guy with the bow. We had to set one of his arrows on fire to open the way to Ryoshima Coast way back in <a href="http://ebos225.blogspot.com/2013/02/okami-chapter-15-hes-totally-hitting.html" target="_blank">chapter 15.</a> But this time he was idly shooting arrows at a target on the rock wall a little ways away. Yeah, turns out I should have taken pictures when I was talking to him, because I forgot what he was there for. I used the handy nearby lightning to electrify one of his arrows, which blew a hole in the wall and revealed Kamui's Guardian Sapling. Oh well. Carrying on! <br />
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Yay, we found the last Guardian Sapling. Well, at least I think it's the last one. <br />
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So we Bloomed it, and...<br />
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Yay! Kamui is back to normal! <br />
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And with that, I've reached the end of today's post. Check back next time for...something. I actually don't really remember what happens next. But rest assured, it takes place in a snowy wasteland. Yay! <br />
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Until next time, heroes! fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-83770700764757203162013-05-10T22:43:00.002-07:002013-05-10T22:43:27.591-07:00Okami Chapter 27: The Dark Lord: Master of Evil, Captain of Industry, Interior DecoratorHello, everyone, and welcome to another blog post about Okami. When I took the photos for this post, I had to actually play the game for the first time in about a month, which meant that in the previous month, I had some time to play other games. That actually worked out really well for me, so I might try it again in the future. Okay, I did do that a couple of times when I was blogging Skyward Sword, but for some reason it was always accidental. Oh well. <br />
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In today's post, Issun and I race a piece of paper, discover electricity (or rather, discover someone else's discovery of electricity), and drag down Evil Rao from the sky by her (his?) tails. Now, then. On with the show! <br />
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I ended my last post with us having just stepped through the door of the castle on Oni Island. Here's one of the first things we saw in there. You know, other than the Save Mirror and the Demon Merchant who inexplicably didn't raise the alarm when he saw us (and was happy to buy all our worthless junk). <br />
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Sorry for the blurriness. I'd say it has something to do with electricity, but this is feudal Japan, and they don't even seem to have gunpowder, much less anything powered by electricity. Well, I suppose the fireworks might have some sort of gunpowder in them, if I learned anything from the Wheel of Time series...<br />
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Of course it's a contraption. I'm sure we'll find out exactly what it's for just as soon as the plot says we can.<br />
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After a little exploring, we found a door blocked by a Demon Lock. So, with a little more exploring, we found a key for said Demon Lock and unlocked the door. And here's what we found! <br />
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Do I want to know what that purple thing is? <br />
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It...talks? Very politely?<br />
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I'm here to kick some demon asses! Starting with yours! <br />
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I'd make a joke about kicking ass and chewing bubblegum, but I feel that's been overused.<br />
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Scrap of paper? Is that what it is? I...okay then.<br />
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Yeah. I mean, clearly it has a name.<br />
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How is a piece of paper evil, exactly? I mean, aside from the purple aura.<br />
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Okay then...<br />
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Sorry for the blurriness. Uh...suspicious people, you say? What makes you think we're suspicious?<br />
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Just forget what I said earlier about kicking ass. We're...uh...*glances at nearby sign* here to use the play area! <br />
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"Full-Throttle?" Where did you get that from? <br />
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Issun is in a hurry for some reason. Settle down, little bug! <br />
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If Issun insists, I guess.<br />
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Racer? Who said anything about racing?<br />
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<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />How about you race yourself, hotshot? We don't have time for this! <br />
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The exit gate? Well...okay then.<br />
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So we won the race to the exit gate, easily enough. But this is what we found in the next room.<br />
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That, uh...doesn't look promising.<br />
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Uh oh...<br />
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Why do you ask? Are you going to skewer us? Should we run away now?<br />
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I...oh. Why do we have to do this, again?<br />
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I'll try as hard as I can, but I don't like the look of those needles.<br />
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Well, as it turns out, every time you fall into the needles, the platforms rearrange themselves to make it a little easier to get across. I, uh, fell a few times.<br />
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So...by this point, it was really easy to just run across the bridge and beat Tobi. For obvious reasons, I can't really take pictures of the actual races and race Tobi at the same time, so I'm just going to skip from one race to the next.<br />
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Anyway, after making our way through a few more puzzles, we ran into Tobi again.<br />
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You'd be winded too if you couldn't just float over all the obstacles.<br />
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Oh, I won't.<br />
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Labyrinth of Torment? That's what it's called? But the sign said the area was supposed to be used for fun...<br />
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So we won another race that involved jumping over a lot of saws, and then another one that involved running in between a bunch of wheels with more saws on them. <br />
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Why? You really thought I was that terrible? I mean, my name is Full-Throttle Ammy, after all...<br />
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Yeah! <br />
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So Tobi decided to change things up a bit and raced me through the "Chamber of Delay," which was a room where I had to defeat three monsters before I could go through the gate. Fun stuff, but I beat that, too.<br />
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After winning that particular race, I found myself in an obstacle course room. Well, it wasn't really so much an obstacle course as it was a series of paths that put you in and out of the way of several nasty-looking lasers, like so.<br />
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It looks horrible, but it actually wasn't that bad.<br />
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Well, that describes it pretty well. <br />
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So we pressed on, and ran into Tobi again.<br />
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So...they're all dead, then? I'd feel bad, but they were demons, so...yay?<br />
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What are you going to do, set yourself on fire if you don't win? <br />
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As the name suggests, it was basically a hallway with spikes that slowly sprouted from the walls to stab you, so I guess he was taking a risk. But I still won.<br />
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And then we made our way onto a <i>portion</i> of the roof, but not the actual top of the structure. Because that would have been too easy.<br />
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Fortunately, all we had to do was grab that Exorcising Arrow Key up there, and then we were back in business.<br />
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And then we found ourselves on another part of the roof, where somebody thought it would be cool to position this statue so anyone standing near it would find themselves staring at the butt.<br />
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That's one fierce-looking tiger.<br />
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Haha! Issun agrees with me.<br />
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<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ezznVJVh7Dc/UY2okPFSAQI/AAAAAAAAPUo/nLhCI_nlZWs/s1600/IMG_7513.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a></div>
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NPAzILT69vQ/UY3EapLvSUI/AAAAAAAAPbY/BjiFkuQdF3A/s1600/IMG_7624.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>If it could actually do that, that would be one badass tiger statue.<br /><br />Issun commented that the tiger had a bow, but no arrows (apparently he shoots it with his tail). Well, i know how to fix that.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ezznVJVh7Dc/UY2okPFSAQI/AAAAAAAAPUo/nLhCI_nlZWs/s1600/IMG_7513.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ezznVJVh7Dc/UY2okPFSAQI/AAAAAAAAPUo/nLhCI_nlZWs/s320/IMG_7513.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />*scribble scribble scribble*<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rp7IEvB7C1c/UY2pC2DaFSI/AAAAAAAAPUw/mk1PhXYkIVs/s1600/IMG_7514.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rp7IEvB7C1c/UY2pC2DaFSI/AAAAAAAAPUw/mk1PhXYkIVs/s320/IMG_7514.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh...I guess I wasn't expecting the arrow to be a bolt of lightning.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oik_SGqRfPE/UY2qYK0YnJI/AAAAAAAAPU8/RjspfksQVfg/s1600/IMG_7516.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oik_SGqRfPE/UY2qYK0YnJI/AAAAAAAAPU8/RjspfksQVfg/s320/IMG_7516.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />That thing looks scary! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d9tyoI13fq4/UY2sMn3yzPI/AAAAAAAAPVI/jXIFRxWmU9I/s1600/IMG_7518.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d9tyoI13fq4/UY2sMn3yzPI/AAAAAAAAPVI/jXIFRxWmU9I/s320/IMG_7518.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />It looks like a rocket! Where's it going? <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7MZY6l6g4Y0/UY2tBq7QFQI/AAAAAAAAPVU/qP-FuycVHug/s1600/IMG_7519.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7MZY6l6g4Y0/UY2tBq7QFQI/AAAAAAAAPVU/qP-FuycVHug/s320/IMG_7519.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />There go the clouds! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HTXC3ac5YYg/UY2tglNz_9I/AAAAAAAAPVc/VmoLylIJra8/s1600/IMG_7520.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HTXC3ac5YYg/UY2tglNz_9I/AAAAAAAAPVc/VmoLylIJra8/s320/IMG_7520.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Stars? Oh, I know where this is going...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FuTru31zZzQ/UY2tvvDWYVI/AAAAAAAAPVk/K2pVs07XdTY/s1600/IMG_7521.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FuTru31zZzQ/UY2tvvDWYVI/AAAAAAAAPVk/K2pVs07XdTY/s320/IMG_7521.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />A constellation? Color me surprised! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1znPgTw99OU/UY2uI7a0b3I/AAAAAAAAPVs/3Vx4SaOqQa4/s1600/IMG_7523.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1znPgTw99OU/UY2uI7a0b3I/AAAAAAAAPVs/3Vx4SaOqQa4/s320/IMG_7523.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I hope this is one of the last times I have to do this. They keep getting sneakier with the places to put the dots...oh, wait, that's not something I was going to talk about just yet.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BOSnuAU6ir4/UY2u3g2AvoI/AAAAAAAAPV0/EHB1KOxCdj8/s1600/IMG_7524.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BOSnuAU6ir4/UY2u3g2AvoI/AAAAAAAAPV0/EHB1KOxCdj8/s320/IMG_7524.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Wh...what is that? It looks like a dancing blob twirling a snake around.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CFPd9Q8Ec8g/UY2vWUEhuqI/AAAAAAAAPV8/G5xvPsekJoo/s1600/IMG_7525.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CFPd9Q8Ec8g/UY2vWUEhuqI/AAAAAAAAPV8/G5xvPsekJoo/s320/IMG_7525.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh, it's a tiger. ROARRRRRR! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6K4IUU5mHs/UY2vlFAZeVI/AAAAAAAAPWI/d9R54IY6_Vg/s1600/IMG_7526.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6K4IUU5mHs/UY2vlFAZeVI/AAAAAAAAPWI/d9R54IY6_Vg/s320/IMG_7526.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />That thing looks like it means business.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fuzdl1XRdDk/UY2v5A-cLrI/AAAAAAAAPWQ/WQQ6i2Zt-0Q/s1600/IMG_7531.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fuzdl1XRdDk/UY2v5A-cLrI/AAAAAAAAPWQ/WQQ6i2Zt-0Q/s320/IMG_7531.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Gekigami? That's a bit of a mouthful. <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e_pVh_RnbqU/UY2wTj1ztjI/AAAAAAAAPWY/1z1qlt9jUAc/s1600/IMG_7532.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e_pVh_RnbqU/UY2wTj1ztjI/AAAAAAAAPWY/1z1qlt9jUAc/s320/IMG_7532.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />How did the evil forces seal you away if you could shoot arrows made of lightning?<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fzLoF0WeFRs/UY2xGnDE9MI/AAAAAAAAPWg/CJrL3xw0UIw/s1600/IMG_7533.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fzLoF0WeFRs/UY2xGnDE9MI/AAAAAAAAPWg/CJrL3xw0UIw/s320/IMG_7533.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />You're welcome.<br /><br />So Gekigami gave me the power of Thunderstorm, which allowed me to electrocute things in the name of the goddess Amaterasu, which is TOTALLY AWESOME.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FCmsASTM8JY/UY2yJcvfFXI/AAAAAAAAPWw/uNPXmV8c6tI/s1600/IMG_7536.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FCmsASTM8JY/UY2yJcvfFXI/AAAAAAAAPWw/uNPXmV8c6tI/s320/IMG_7536.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Twelfth? I think there are only 13, right? <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cWWqaVJFQ-0/UY2y4YSm7vI/AAAAAAAAPW8/tS5mgT0lcKA/s1600/IMG_7547.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cWWqaVJFQ-0/UY2y4YSm7vI/AAAAAAAAPW8/tS5mgT0lcKA/s320/IMG_7547.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />See? Told you. <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7dMNikVl7mo/UY2z9s5B48I/AAAAAAAAPXI/lyondNfBCJc/s1600/IMG_7548.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7dMNikVl7mo/UY2z9s5B48I/AAAAAAAAPXI/lyondNfBCJc/s320/IMG_7548.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Cue the sad music...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U87bxn8dLko/UY20uCJXANI/AAAAAAAAPXQ/p62Lcg9GVN0/s1600/IMG_7549.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U87bxn8dLko/UY20uCJXANI/AAAAAAAAPXQ/p62Lcg9GVN0/s320/IMG_7549.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah, and? Why are you so sad about that? <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4_wzMK-uRVE/UY21UnCNKsI/AAAAAAAAPXc/dO5FLxpVq_Y/s1600/IMG_7551.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4_wzMK-uRVE/UY21UnCNKsI/AAAAAAAAPXc/dO5FLxpVq_Y/s320/IMG_7551.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah...aren't you the one who was in such a huge hurry? <br /><br />When we made our way back into the building, we had to solve a simple puzzle, which involved using...this.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PWv-a5xT-sk/UY22G2kydHI/AAAAAAAAPXk/rCKeQU1-4Oc/s1600/IMG_7555.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PWv-a5xT-sk/UY22G2kydHI/AAAAAAAAPXk/rCKeQU1-4Oc/s320/IMG_7555.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well, as long as we're careful about picking it up...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7P2z2S51_eA/UY22oFeSkXI/AAAAAAAAPXw/EGU9RCy7b1A/s1600/IMG_7559.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7P2z2S51_eA/UY22oFeSkXI/AAAAAAAAPXw/EGU9RCy7b1A/s320/IMG_7559.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Ooh...so that's what those little yellow things on the walls were for. Nifty.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wa5XMk0tmZ8/UY23HeQedfI/AAAAAAAAPX4/-nFxRvAtS7w/s1600/IMG_7562.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wa5XMk0tmZ8/UY23HeQedfI/AAAAAAAAPX4/-nFxRvAtS7w/s320/IMG_7562.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Little platforms in the air? Hmm, cool.<br /><br />So we made our way all the way back to the starting room with the weird gizmo, and used the electrified key on it. This made a bunch of contraptions with gears start to operate...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IIHZgzPDrWE/UY230TFdRkI/AAAAAAAAPYA/CN-q9DEYJDs/s1600/IMG_7563.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IIHZgzPDrWE/UY230TFdRkI/AAAAAAAAPYA/CN-q9DEYJDs/s320/IMG_7563.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />That's a lot of gears, and it's not even all of them! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pR22SRpG2Ps/UY24e5D--VI/AAAAAAAAPYI/OOD_0lYeeI4/s1600/IMG_7564.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pR22SRpG2Ps/UY24e5D--VI/AAAAAAAAPYI/OOD_0lYeeI4/s320/IMG_7564.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And then the big gate opened, allowing us access to the inner sanctum! <br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yt_PxiVIt6E/UY25JY2eeKI/AAAAAAAAPYQ/GfIHSwLkgF0/s1600/IMG_7565.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yt_PxiVIt6E/UY25JY2eeKI/AAAAAAAAPYQ/GfIHSwLkgF0/s320/IMG_7565.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />The statue's prominently placed metal sword was just calling out to be electrified by that bare wire or whatever it was hanging down there, so...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pGnAxO_q_is/UY26BlejKOI/AAAAAAAAPYc/001oV3p8Odc/s1600/IMG_7569.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pGnAxO_q_is/UY26BlejKOI/AAAAAAAAPYc/001oV3p8Odc/s320/IMG_7569.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I didn't get a picture of it, but the statue basically exploded when I drew electricity onto it. Oops. But that was a good thing, because it revealed a hidden passageway under the statue.<br /><br />And then I found this hallway! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WJLahOR3uPI/UY26q7PjhXI/AAAAAAAAPYo/_JwGnJTv1Dw/s1600/IMG_7570.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WJLahOR3uPI/UY26q7PjhXI/AAAAAAAAPYo/_JwGnJTv1Dw/s320/IMG_7570.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Which led to another hallway...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eS92ZNeYJpA/UY27GAQfL4I/AAAAAAAAPYw/YnR25DtM5rU/s1600/IMG_7571.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eS92ZNeYJpA/UY27GAQfL4I/AAAAAAAAPYw/YnR25DtM5rU/s320/IMG_7571.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Hmm. Another one of those metal sword things. So I drew lightning onto it and...<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mhVtOC2VAhM/UY27k5C5_kI/AAAAAAAAPY8/ippeHJFcz_I/s1600/IMG_7572.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mhVtOC2VAhM/UY27k5C5_kI/AAAAAAAAPY8/ippeHJFcz_I/s320/IMG_7572.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Look at all those gears! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JH9pq9ZUIPw/UY28D0m3WpI/AAAAAAAAPZE/S9PtTd6u-Hs/s1600/IMG_7573.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JH9pq9ZUIPw/UY28D0m3WpI/AAAAAAAAPZE/S9PtTd6u-Hs/s320/IMG_7573.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Seriously, look at all this stuff. There's another one of those electricity gizmos in the lower right-hand corner, but we don't have a key for it yet. I guess if the Dark Lord fails at taking over the world, he could just make himself a fortune making electrically-powered stuff and starting Nippon's industrial revolution. Although I wonder which one of his unfortunate minions had to play Ben-Franklin-flying-a-kite-in-a-rainstorm in this scenario?<br /><br />Once we found the electrical key and activated the other gizmo, we made our way to the next area of the castle...which looked like somebody put a lot of thought into the interior design.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h2JLCecPrUE/UY29Fc3CDTI/AAAAAAAAPZQ/qewADy88vLc/s1600/IMG_7577.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h2JLCecPrUE/UY29Fc3CDTI/AAAAAAAAPZQ/qewADy88vLc/s320/IMG_7577.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />See? Look how shiny those floors are. It's all so...nice. <br /><br />Well, except for the laser machine, but we'll ignore that.<br /><br />In that particular room, we had to defeat some monsters, then grab an electrical key and traverse a bunch of electricity platforms to get to another key way up in the air. This spider was in our way.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rD1rIVSBkz0/UY290kn0JpI/AAAAAAAAPZc/Ym7YDWK80To/s1600/IMG_7578.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rD1rIVSBkz0/UY290kn0JpI/AAAAAAAAPZc/Ym7YDWK80To/s320/IMG_7578.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I just want to make the observation here that I haven't been shrunk in this scene. Which means the spider is actual-size. Ugh.<br /><br />So we grabbed the other key and made our way to the next area...where we met Tobi again! <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bnUyn1Qa9DI/UY2-Lj4pQ8I/AAAAAAAAPZk/S7fF9upzUuo/s1600/IMG_7579.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bnUyn1Qa9DI/UY2-Lj4pQ8I/AAAAAAAAPZk/S7fF9upzUuo/s320/IMG_7579.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />No, we're just optical illusions. But who said you were smart? You're a sheet of paper with demonic designs on it.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-39t2X_EqrqI/UY2-t6FI-4I/AAAAAAAAPZs/pylPP5o0Zws/s1600/IMG_7580.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-39t2X_EqrqI/UY2-t6FI-4I/AAAAAAAAPZs/pylPP5o0Zws/s320/IMG_7580.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh, it is? <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mJjWP3v2T3k/UY2_KKXtUJI/AAAAAAAAPZ0/7UJHm6elV-A/s1600/IMG_7581.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mJjWP3v2T3k/UY2_KKXtUJI/AAAAAAAAPZ0/7UJHm6elV-A/s320/IMG_7581.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah, whatever. Stop talking so we can get this done. <br /><br />After we finished Tobi's latest challenge, we had to make our way through a few more puzzles. This one was...interesting.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bfBdtNrdUgQ/UY2_nOb0E6I/AAAAAAAAPZ8/7_F0tRUsqJc/s1600/IMG_7591.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bfBdtNrdUgQ/UY2_nOb0E6I/AAAAAAAAPZ8/7_F0tRUsqJc/s320/IMG_7591.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Interesting way to make us climb up a wall...but we got past it. Woohoo! <br /><br />And here we are making our way up to the next level. There were eerie storm clouds outside...<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UOn_jwUsq88/UY3AN4CfnbI/AAAAAAAAPaE/VQpa3Cmdq-Y/s1600/IMG_7593.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UOn_jwUsq88/UY3AN4CfnbI/AAAAAAAAPaE/VQpa3Cmdq-Y/s320/IMG_7593.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />See? Ominous. <br /><br />And then we met another one of those Blockhead guys.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmKcoojsedE/UY3AgGIlTXI/AAAAAAAAPaM/nx1F2TpY3qU/s1600/IMG_7594.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmKcoojsedE/UY3AgGIlTXI/AAAAAAAAPaM/nx1F2TpY3qU/s320/IMG_7594.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Shut up, idiot. Show me your weak spots so I can beat you! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--U3x7cpNKFw/UY3A7Z6lmuI/AAAAAAAAPaU/2Y2Zyt4x4Gg/s1600/IMG_7596.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--U3x7cpNKFw/UY3A7Z6lmuI/AAAAAAAAPaU/2Y2Zyt4x4Gg/s320/IMG_7596.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />What brethren? I've killed, like, two demons since I came in here. Well, I guess they still count.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ftp6XZ9FYF8/UY3Ba1do_YI/AAAAAAAAPac/3JfRihxs0lI/s1600/IMG_7597.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ftp6XZ9FYF8/UY3Ba1do_YI/AAAAAAAAPac/3JfRihxs0lI/s320/IMG_7597.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />White Demon of Death, you say? That has a nice ring to it.<br /><br />So then we got down to the business of defeating Blockhead. He had five weak points this time, and since I'm terrible at remembering things like this, it took me a lot of tries before I finally broke down and took a picture of the weak spots so I could finally get past him. <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ih9ma1cHQjM/UY3CQ8Gs3rI/AAAAAAAAPak/4bsum18VXSk/s1600/IMG_7610.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ih9ma1cHQjM/UY3CQ8Gs3rI/AAAAAAAAPak/4bsum18VXSk/s320/IMG_7610.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Taste my power and die helpless, you stone moron!<br /><br />And then we met Tobi again for what would turn out to be the final time.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jSGm6akjF0I/UY3CrcL2HFI/AAAAAAAAPas/fCrDFCnWN5A/s1600/IMG_7614.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jSGm6akjF0I/UY3CrcL2HFI/AAAAAAAAPas/fCrDFCnWN5A/s320/IMG_7614.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Indeed you aren't, paper man.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VEWw5las-qo/UY3DHFgB9HI/AAAAAAAAPa0/JHM0xKrZXLs/s1600/IMG_7616.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VEWw5las-qo/UY3DHFgB9HI/AAAAAAAAPa0/JHM0xKrZXLs/s320/IMG_7616.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yes? You're finally addressing me the way you should have been all along?<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y0FsgnFryLU/UY3Da4NepfI/AAAAAAAAPa8/TF8-23h_Ozg/s1600/IMG_7617.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y0FsgnFryLU/UY3Da4NepfI/AAAAAAAAPa8/TF8-23h_Ozg/s320/IMG_7617.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I hope so, because this dungeon is taking forever.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K8RwLCj97Ds/UY3DsXTZNPI/AAAAAAAAPbE/--tRut2aJSc/s1600/IMG_7619.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K8RwLCj97Ds/UY3DsXTZNPI/AAAAAAAAPbE/--tRut2aJSc/s320/IMG_7619.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />This race was actually really easy, because all I had to do was use a Cherry Bomb to blow a hole in the wall behind him, and behind that was a blossom I could use my vines on and pull myself over really fast.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yrBwCQcwsO0/UY3EHJCY8aI/AAAAAAAAPbQ/6qdY0uG2cZo/s1600/IMG_7622.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yrBwCQcwsO0/UY3EHJCY8aI/AAAAAAAAPbQ/6qdY0uG2cZo/s320/IMG_7622.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Whatever.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NPAzILT69vQ/UY3EapLvSUI/AAAAAAAAPbY/BjiFkuQdF3A/s1600/IMG_7624.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NPAzILT69vQ/UY3EapLvSUI/AAAAAAAAPbY/BjiFkuQdF3A/s320/IMG_7624.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j-lRMfWs2y8/UY3aGJAubhI/AAAAAAAAPgg/Md-dy4SAhOA/s1600/IMG_7715.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>He probably has to go back to the first floor to keep anyone else from sneaking in.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B6YE7cTrbvg/UY3FOUlF2sI/AAAAAAAAPbk/9XTfrGWZpOM/s1600/IMG_7625.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B6YE7cTrbvg/UY3FOUlF2sI/AAAAAAAAPbk/9XTfrGWZpOM/s320/IMG_7625.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Ooh. That's harsh.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nmo3V9uxG1M/UY3FbhMRgcI/AAAAAAAAPbs/NU5MiWpQBeU/s1600/IMG_7627.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nmo3V9uxG1M/UY3FbhMRgcI/AAAAAAAAPbs/NU5MiWpQBeU/s320/IMG_7627.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Hope it was worth it! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1OBAk4WeFA/UY3FnbfZyII/AAAAAAAAPb0/wxiKG3oV_nw/s1600/IMG_7637.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1OBAk4WeFA/UY3FnbfZyII/AAAAAAAAPb0/wxiKG3oV_nw/s320/IMG_7637.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />So, after a long speech about how he chose how to live his own life, and no one could take his enjoyment of said life away from him, he fluttered to the floor as a lifeless piece of paper...<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1QPMTu6IkM/UY3F7Ot7mXI/AAAAAAAAPb8/Yp6WMu8eGmg/s1600/IMG_7638.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1QPMTu6IkM/UY3F7Ot7mXI/AAAAAAAAPb8/Yp6WMu8eGmg/s320/IMG_7638.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />...and then turned into a flower. Maybe he wasn't such an evil being after all.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-753QoWbwsyc/UY3HFDmS90I/AAAAAAAAPcI/zjbAtxrCo_M/s1600/IMG_7640.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-753QoWbwsyc/UY3HFDmS90I/AAAAAAAAPcI/zjbAtxrCo_M/s320/IMG_7640.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Issun was upset about Tobi's death for some reason. The sad music even played. <br /><br />And then...we made our way to the very top of the structure, but I didn't take pictures of us on our way there, for some reason. Oh well.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7rago6BI_ek/UY3HmSYBhRI/AAAAAAAAPcQ/HeZZYFuGs2Y/s1600/IMG_7641.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7rago6BI_ek/UY3HmSYBhRI/AAAAAAAAPcQ/HeZZYFuGs2Y/s320/IMG_7641.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah. It's so...quiet. And peaceful. You know, except for the stone fish with the lava flowing out of their mouths. <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EJwqaYNtcNU/UY3IDb2m6HI/AAAAAAAAPcY/adivIHdPGMQ/s1600/IMG_7644.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EJwqaYNtcNU/UY3IDb2m6HI/AAAAAAAAPcY/adivIHdPGMQ/s320/IMG_7644.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Why are you still referring to him as a her? People keep referring to him as the Dark Lord. <br /><br />Well, anyway, here's a picture of the platform where the Final Showdown (tm) took place.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nUubNnQAxZ0/UY3Ie4sKoYI/AAAAAAAAPcg/tZN0f5WOtic/s1600/IMG_7645.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nUubNnQAxZ0/UY3Ie4sKoYI/AAAAAAAAPcg/tZN0f5WOtic/s320/IMG_7645.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Scary, eh? I'm not actually sure if I got a picture of the fish statues, but trust me, they were there.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LawdYQMOINw/UY3IvUP0AGI/AAAAAAAAPco/tAFDfDF4z0U/s1600/IMG_7646.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LawdYQMOINw/UY3IvUP0AGI/AAAAAAAAPco/tAFDfDF4z0U/s320/IMG_7646.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh, never mind. There they are.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hC3lPLX4nSU/UY3JNtaWmtI/AAAAAAAAPc4/tV_7WLYcGb4/s1600/IMG_7649.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hC3lPLX4nSU/UY3JNtaWmtI/AAAAAAAAPc4/tV_7WLYcGb4/s320/IMG_7649.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I'm sure she (he?) will show up whenever it's most convenient.<br /><br />But it was taking forever for anything to happen, so I let out a howl just to help set the mood. Well...that made the moon come out, and it revealed a constellation, of all things.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Fyo6wmU2rc/UY3KfNdZZaI/AAAAAAAAPdE/T8FM7NK4wbM/s1600/IMG_7653.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Fyo6wmU2rc/UY3KfNdZZaI/AAAAAAAAPdE/T8FM7NK4wbM/s320/IMG_7653.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />How unexpected. Well, I guess I'll fill in the stars...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jDvEAA_fMMo/UY3LCj5Ni5I/AAAAAAAAPdQ/i8fQdCJlkvw/s1600/IMG_7656.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jDvEAA_fMMo/UY3LCj5Ni5I/AAAAAAAAPdQ/i8fQdCJlkvw/s320/IMG_7656.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />What is that? Are those tails? <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hz49BIIKhrE/UY3LR4qxzLI/AAAAAAAAPdY/PyHhZJOzzck/s1600/IMG_7659.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hz49BIIKhrE/UY3LR4qxzLI/AAAAAAAAPdY/PyHhZJOzzck/s320/IMG_7659.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Those are definitely tails.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AEMEdF-RqKw/UY3LtU9pBjI/AAAAAAAAPdg/JwjzMiD3LMQ/s1600/IMG_7662.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AEMEdF-RqKw/UY3LtU9pBjI/AAAAAAAAPdg/JwjzMiD3LMQ/s320/IMG_7662.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />So, were you just, like, hanging out in the sky watching this whole time? Why were you in the sky, anyway? And I see your name is Ninetails. That's not because you have nine tails, is it? <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vh34sqDcpEg/UY3MUVH-R5I/AAAAAAAAPdo/LL6qt1N461I/s1600/IMG_7663.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vh34sqDcpEg/UY3MUVH-R5I/AAAAAAAAPdo/LL6qt1N461I/s320/IMG_7663.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yami? That's a new one. Do go on! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxjyV9XoiRM/UY3Mk8bGkFI/AAAAAAAAPdw/-rdpjWvXz0k/s1600/IMG_7664.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxjyV9XoiRM/UY3Mk8bGkFI/AAAAAAAAPdw/-rdpjWvXz0k/s320/IMG_7664.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />You're the lord of Ryoshima Coast, but you couldn't come up with a better name for yourself than Ninetails? <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G4Gazmr585g/UY3NnQPmoOI/AAAAAAAAPd8/8xYdKn3A0D4/s1600/IMG_7671.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G4Gazmr585g/UY3NnQPmoOI/AAAAAAAAPd8/8xYdKn3A0D4/s320/IMG_7671.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Issun wondered who Yami was, so Ninetails helpfully explained it a bit.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a2ds7PV7PTs/UY3SZlKCsCI/AAAAAAAAPeM/JndgVhRzHjk/s1600/IMG_7672.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a2ds7PV7PTs/UY3SZlKCsCI/AAAAAAAAPeM/JndgVhRzHjk/s320/IMG_7672.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />That doesn't really tell us anything.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PomSzgD2_28/UY3TeBgNK3I/AAAAAAAAPeY/rCBA_tyLDZM/s1600/IMG_7674.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PomSzgD2_28/UY3TeBgNK3I/AAAAAAAAPeY/rCBA_tyLDZM/s320/IMG_7674.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I guess we're doing this! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M852PF6Fi3Y/UY3Tq8gxA4I/AAAAAAAAPek/ZBL6KBxzJYk/s1600/IMG_7676.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M852PF6Fi3Y/UY3Tq8gxA4I/AAAAAAAAPek/ZBL6KBxzJYk/s320/IMG_7676.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah, okay. Watch me kick your ass in two minutes.<br /><br />I remember this fight being somewhat hard when I first did it, but this time it was easy. I just whacked him with my sword a few times until he whipped out his own sword and pointed it at the sky. I never did figure out if he was powering up an attack or what. I also couldn't take too long to draw something with the Celestial Brush or Ninetails would use one of his tails to draw things on the canvas, which was usually a bad idea.<br /><br />Anyway, right about that time some storm clouds would show up, complete with lightning, so I drew the lightning over to his metal sword and BAM! It made him split apart into nine little demonic-looking people, who I then Power Slashed over and over until eventually they all died.<br /><br />I didn't get any pictures of that, so you'll have to take my word for it. But when I'd killed all of the little people, Ninetails reverted into just a really big orange fox.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-KFUvIzjRo/UY3UZUQkH4I/AAAAAAAAPew/QV1m3VvFhaM/s1600/IMG_7680.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-KFUvIzjRo/UY3UZUQkH4I/AAAAAAAAPew/QV1m3VvFhaM/s320/IMG_7680.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />He's missing an eye. I didn't notice that before. Oh well.<br /><br />This phase of the fight was a little harder because the fox was so nimble and swift. All I could really do was hit him a few times and wait for him to try to charge me, because he'd stop and pant for a few seconds if I avoided his attack. Eventually he would turn gray and I could Power Slash him. But finally, I finished him off! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-92J_Z5TpJ88/UY3U9siaTbI/AAAAAAAAPe4/W5zX0nlSQGg/s1600/IMG_7682.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-92J_Z5TpJ88/UY3U9siaTbI/AAAAAAAAPe4/W5zX0nlSQGg/s320/IMG_7682.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Just die, you sadistic mongrel.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SKQg5tIAoGQ/UY3VRKjBbtI/AAAAAAAAPfA/4iqmAW_L7Jk/s1600/IMG_7686.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SKQg5tIAoGQ/UY3VRKjBbtI/AAAAAAAAPfA/4iqmAW_L7Jk/s320/IMG_7686.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And I got a cool sword! Woo! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GfXm21322cM/UY3V0wHwIII/AAAAAAAAPfI/QNlK5SRgCmY/s1600/IMG_7687.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GfXm21322cM/UY3V0wHwIII/AAAAAAAAPfI/QNlK5SRgCmY/s320/IMG_7687.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Woohoo! <br /><br />That black cloud of whatever coming up from Ninetails's corpse looks, uh, really freaky with those eyes.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LI6iENjMdy8/UY3WMYp90PI/AAAAAAAAPfQ/UmfrpKhCvLI/s1600/IMG_7689.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LI6iENjMdy8/UY3WMYp90PI/AAAAAAAAPfQ/UmfrpKhCvLI/s320/IMG_7689.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />It had scary eyes?<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4knq7EK4Z_s/UY3WaZNWz1I/AAAAAAAAPfY/I8ygniNSpy8/s1600/IMG_7690.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4knq7EK4Z_s/UY3WaZNWz1I/AAAAAAAAPfY/I8ygniNSpy8/s320/IMG_7690.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh, right. He was just a fox. Take that, fox! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VE97A7Z2rEA/UY3Wo8vWqRI/AAAAAAAAPfg/Nd_ZfItRejk/s1600/IMG_7691.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VE97A7Z2rEA/UY3Wo8vWqRI/AAAAAAAAPfg/Nd_ZfItRejk/s320/IMG_7691.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah, I'm sure all two demons that were left after I cleaned the castle out were <i>sooooo</i> upset.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k9HBASuEMHg/UY3W-rEv1zI/AAAAAAAAPfo/L0NBTKGW9Ko/s1600/IMG_7692.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k9HBASuEMHg/UY3W-rEv1zI/AAAAAAAAPfo/L0NBTKGW9Ko/s320/IMG_7692.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />You mean I won't have to look at it at Ryoshima Coast anymore? That's a relief.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cpD7cGOZsiY/UY3X2PImItI/AAAAAAAAPfw/5PW65swFl9g/s1600/IMG_7693.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cpD7cGOZsiY/UY3X2PImItI/AAAAAAAAPfw/5PW65swFl9g/s320/IMG_7693.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />...Died a heroic death?<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctIWOiojSQk/UY3YT2nqA-I/AAAAAAAAPf4/S9thdBoZk0o/s1600/IMG_7694.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctIWOiojSQk/UY3YT2nqA-I/AAAAAAAAPf4/S9thdBoZk0o/s320/IMG_7694.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />...Oh. Well, that's...anticlimactic.<br /><br />And then the Narrator started talking about Ninetails's spirit floating up into the sky and joining with the spirits of the other bosses I've defeated, but this post is getting really long, so I'll just skip to this part.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SM9y-0o38lg/UY3YuJ-_drI/AAAAAAAAPgA/kLuYphxSJXw/s1600/IMG_7700.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SM9y-0o38lg/UY3YuJ-_drI/AAAAAAAAPgA/kLuYphxSJXw/s320/IMG_7700.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />The north, eh? Bet I'll be going there next.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2F3eTSEHpYI/UY3Y_ZQzyPI/AAAAAAAAPgI/TbGQliBR52A/s1600/IMG_7710.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2F3eTSEHpYI/UY3Y_ZQzyPI/AAAAAAAAPgI/TbGQliBR52A/s320/IMG_7710.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Issun was all sad because he'd learned almost all of the brush powers, but we don't care about that.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UjnspPEUwCs/UY3ZXRmZD1I/AAAAAAAAPgQ/lweFa3Bdvcw/s1600/IMG_7713.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UjnspPEUwCs/UY3ZXRmZD1I/AAAAAAAAPgQ/lweFa3Bdvcw/s320/IMG_7713.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Of course not, but at least he's dead! <br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mhkQ6G5ZyIE/UY3Z6P0BTSI/AAAAAAAAPgY/MjVfUOb2pz4/s1600/IMG_7714.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mhkQ6G5ZyIE/UY3Z6P0BTSI/AAAAAAAAPgY/MjVfUOb2pz4/s320/IMG_7714.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Don't mind if I do! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j-lRMfWs2y8/UY3aGJAubhI/AAAAAAAAPgg/Md-dy4SAhOA/s1600/IMG_7715.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j-lRMfWs2y8/UY3aGJAubhI/AAAAAAAAPgg/Md-dy4SAhOA/s320/IMG_7715.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Woohoo! We're on top of the worrrrrld! <br /><br />And with that, I've reached my stopping point for today. Tune in next time for a taunting from Waka and a trip to a cold, desolate land! Until next time, heroes! fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-86498920551857898142013-05-04T14:03:00.000-07:002013-05-04T14:03:06.155-07:00Okami Chapter 26: We're BonedGreetings, heroes! Welcome to still another blog post about Okami. In my previous post, the shit had pretty much hit the fan. Queen Himiko is dead, and without her, well...good luck finding Oni Island, I guess. But don't fret! The quest hasn't ended yet! <br />
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I really enjoy dragging things out as long as possible, though, so let's get this post started off with a little DOOM AND GLOOM, shall we? <br />
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OH NOES! <br />
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I just realized that red stuff on the crystal ball and all over the floor is blood. Himiko's blood. Ugh.<br />
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Well, duh. We just got our asses kicked by a demon wearing a dead lady's body like some kind of horrible, horrible costume.<br />
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Right up until she was murdered, yeah.<br />
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Didn't we just see all this happen? Why is the narrator rehashing it all again? <br />
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Yeah, we knew this already. Salt in the wounds! <br />
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Looks like it's time to pack it in, then. <br />
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And that's the end of today's dosage of DOOM AND GLOOM. Tune in next time for more incredibly depressing story developments! <br />
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I think they forgot a hyphen between "blood" and "caked." Anyways, interesting...<br />
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Oh, I get it! We just weren't looking at it closely enough, what with all that blood in the way! How could we have been so blind?! <br />
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I still don't get why we have to sit through the narrator telling us things when we could just see it happen in-game. Unless they want to show off their Japanese art skills that badly.<br />
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COME ON! WE ALREADY KNEW THAT! <br />
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Wait, what?<br />
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In search of clues? But the ball outright tells you where Oni Island is! <br />
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Use the Dark Lord's power? For what? <br />
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All was planned? Uh...okay then.<br />
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Okay, so...we'll really, REALLY know where Oni Island is, then? <br />
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So it's there, but how do we get to it? <br />
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I dunno, man...I've spent a lot of time at Ryoshima Coast at all times of the day and I'm pretty sure there couldn't be two islands with the evil horns. And I see the evil island all the time! <br />
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Cool! So it's time to go, right?<br />
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Uh oh. What's happening now? <br />
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Aww, man. We couldn't even keep the crystal ball to remember her by? <br />
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Didn't she do that earlier? You know, when she let Evil Rao kill her? <br />
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DOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! <br />
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Well, that's a risk you take when you magick your soul into a crystal ball, eh? <br />
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Bye! Thanks for all the advice! <br />
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Sounds painful. <br />
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Oh well! We have more important stuff to do! <br />
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Holy crap! <br />
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So you want to just go stare at the island as it disappears? <br />
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Okay, I guess! Let's go revel in our own helplessness! <br />
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So the next few minutes of the game was our mad dash for Watcher's Cape. Issun wouldn't even let me talk to any of the people in Sei-an City on the way out. Here's a picture of us frantically running as the sun goes down! <br />
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Must get to Watcher's Cape so we can watch Oni Island disappear! <br />
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But when we got there, someone else had beaten us there! <br />
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Otohime?! What are you doing here? Not that you're the Dragonian Queen or anything...<br />
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Yeah, I mean, she doesn't even have a retinue. Do queens usually travel unescorted?<br />
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Uh...okay. <br />
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I'm not sure I want to know how it managed that, exactly...<br />
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Yeah, that's kind of why we're here...<br />
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I guess we get to stand here and watch it, then...?<br />
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Yeah, yeah, we know...<br />
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Shut up, Issun.<br />
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We're just here to observe our own failure, you see.<br />
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Yep. We made him digest himself.<br />
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...BWUH? <br />
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Well...I guess that makes sense. I mean, you have the little dragon fins on your headdress too...<br />
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I'm guessing that's what that swirly thing is that's covering Oni Island right now.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JZjb-qwXpZk/UYVr_CrL0BI/AAAAAAAAPEE/70SVmxwYwlc/s1600/IMG_7366.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JZjb-qwXpZk/UYVr_CrL0BI/AAAAAAAAPEE/70SVmxwYwlc/s320/IMG_7366.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I'll try not to walk too hard, I guess.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hyrROPsBr2g/UYVsPzsHU4I/AAAAAAAAPEM/B-P5OT3kMYc/s1600/IMG_7369.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hyrROPsBr2g/UYVsPzsHU4I/AAAAAAAAPEM/B-P5OT3kMYc/s320/IMG_7369.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yay, it's the Dragon Orb! And it's all sparkly! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZnhwijvtdg/UYVtas98ghI/AAAAAAAAPEY/9cy-_OdZro4/s1600/IMG_7373.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZnhwijvtdg/UYVtas98ghI/AAAAAAAAPEY/9cy-_OdZro4/s320/IMG_7373.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh, girlfriend, I hate to say it, but I think you need some moisturizer. You're looking a little...scaly. Hope it isn't permanent! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3XVnDiAbStQ/UYVu5QDNoHI/AAAAAAAAPEk/HjoJ-D8tS2M/s1600/IMG_7376.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3XVnDiAbStQ/UYVu5QDNoHI/AAAAAAAAPEk/HjoJ-D8tS2M/s320/IMG_7376.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I guess we'll have to worry about the lotion later. Break the barrier already! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oo2eXwtXCWk/UYVwBN1ZIrI/AAAAAAAAPE0/7UYseznLJ64/s1600/IMG_7377.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oo2eXwtXCWk/UYVwBN1ZIrI/AAAAAAAAPE0/7UYseznLJ64/s320/IMG_7377.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Take that, Dark Lord! You're not so powerful after all! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OyWwwj10CU4/UYVwZ4ead-I/AAAAAAAAPE8/5vSatStrTYw/s1600/IMG_7378.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OyWwwj10CU4/UYVwZ4ead-I/AAAAAAAAPE8/5vSatStrTYw/s320/IMG_7378.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Meanwhile, back on the mainland...<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A8ZCyt3uudE/UYVws7mmASI/AAAAAAAAPFI/rXvPDQ19P0c/s1600/IMG_7379.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A8ZCyt3uudE/UYVws7mmASI/AAAAAAAAPFI/rXvPDQ19P0c/s320/IMG_7379.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Time to apply the moisturizer? Those scales look pretty thick. I'll have to really slather it on there...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zcAjnoXtoyM/UYVxNQSUaYI/AAAAAAAAPFQ/IVruN6Hg6hM/s1600/IMG_7380.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zcAjnoXtoyM/UYVxNQSUaYI/AAAAAAAAPFQ/IVruN6Hg6hM/s320/IMG_7380.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh, right. We have more important things to do right now. <br /><br />I will mention that this part of the game had a lot more meaning when I first played through it, because I thought Otohime was sacrificing herself so we could get onto the island and kill the Dark Lord. Oops, I'm spoiling future events here.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x3WnyZziiKA/UYVxZ5L_GiI/AAAAAAAAPFY/mZSC_eVfEO4/s1600/IMG_7381.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x3WnyZziiKA/UYVxZ5L_GiI/AAAAAAAAPFY/mZSC_eVfEO4/s320/IMG_7381.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />A jiffy? How easy do you think this is going to be? <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ezSangu6uSo/UYVyIAUGarI/AAAAAAAAPFg/ZykSargD3YU/s1600/IMG_7383.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ezSangu6uSo/UYVyIAUGarI/AAAAAAAAPFg/ZykSargD3YU/s320/IMG_7383.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Woohoo! I can say I'm really excited about going onto that scary-looking island...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SBPR7MlzYAE/UYVyq2M34vI/AAAAAAAAPFo/iYxn6_e143o/s1600/IMG_7385.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SBPR7MlzYAE/UYVyq2M34vI/AAAAAAAAPFo/iYxn6_e143o/s320/IMG_7385.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Here's a nice picture of us standing on the Dragon-Bridge. Pretty colors! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0LaW7giih9I/UYVzgT9jGcI/AAAAAAAAPF0/0plBKBm_-JE/s1600/IMG_7386.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0LaW7giih9I/UYVzgT9jGcI/AAAAAAAAPF0/0plBKBm_-JE/s320/IMG_7386.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And here's a picture of Otohime sweating away being a bridge for us. Issun wouldn't let me talk to her because it would break her concentration or something. Pfft, whatever. <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o3bPn-pBi_w/UYVz-05BcaI/AAAAAAAAPF8/QdlowpggvRs/s1600/IMG_7388.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o3bPn-pBi_w/UYVz-05BcaI/AAAAAAAAPF8/QdlowpggvRs/s320/IMG_7388.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And with that, we found ourselves on the dreaded Oni Island. Which doesn't look anything like its silhouette, but whatever.<br /><br />First off, we had to make our way onto the island proper by traveling across a couple of lava-filled areas. Fire Tablet for the win? Well, whatever. Once I made my way up into the courtyard, I got to fight these guys.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0CgDFxoOOPU/UYV0th1n70I/AAAAAAAAPGI/WlMMTT-eMFQ/s1600/IMG_7390.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0CgDFxoOOPU/UYV0th1n70I/AAAAAAAAPGI/WlMMTT-eMFQ/s320/IMG_7390.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_A0sZlycuw/UYV2-GNowAI/AAAAAAAAPG8/KrYuL_vQ71s/s1600/IMG_7398.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>It was a lot like fighting two Crimson Helms at the same time.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vMpP8LeUhFs/UYV1WI2h2PI/AAAAAAAAPGQ/bJX9Obvtf_U/s1600/IMG_7391.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vMpP8LeUhFs/UYV1WI2h2PI/AAAAAAAAPGQ/bJX9Obvtf_U/s320/IMG_7391.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />But they went down eventually, which freed the way for us to start our assault on Oni Island.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IINiSvy3GYc/UYV1kah3AoI/AAAAAAAAPGY/3pFXiaQm1zg/s1600/IMG_7392.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IINiSvy3GYc/UYV1kah3AoI/AAAAAAAAPGY/3pFXiaQm1zg/s320/IMG_7392.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />So we threw the doors open and strolled on inside, ready to do some ass-kicking.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nHBBTUrgfLw/UYV18z8YlLI/AAAAAAAAPGg/ObWKloYymKM/s1600/IMG_7395.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nHBBTUrgfLw/UYV18z8YlLI/AAAAAAAAPGg/ObWKloYymKM/s320/IMG_7395.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Tell me about it. I wonder if they terraformed the island to make it look all evil or if it's always been like that? <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nXeRalA2hlg/UYV2SRGmq8I/AAAAAAAAPGs/x3rzm-6pVak/s1600/IMG_7396.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nXeRalA2hlg/UYV2SRGmq8I/AAAAAAAAPGs/x3rzm-6pVak/s320/IMG_7396.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I'm sure they're enjoying more Dungheap Slimebucket Goulash while they live it up and get ready to go forth and DESTROY THE WORLD.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UyoLNzK9JBE/UYV2yVcuucI/AAAAAAAAPG0/ekPkGrO-8Q4/s1600/IMG_7397.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UyoLNzK9JBE/UYV2yVcuucI/AAAAAAAAPG0/ekPkGrO-8Q4/s320/IMG_7397.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I'm right there with you! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_A0sZlycuw/UYV2-GNowAI/AAAAAAAAPG8/KrYuL_vQ71s/s1600/IMG_7398.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_A0sZlycuw/UYV2-GNowAI/AAAAAAAAPG8/KrYuL_vQ71s/s320/IMG_7398.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I would have said "by her hair," myself, but whatever works. Let's go get 'em! <br /><br />Unfortunately, that brings me to my stopping point for today. Check back next week for our triumphant assault on Oni Island! <br /><br />Until next time, heroes!fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-63888113579633778782013-04-25T15:01:00.001-07:002013-04-25T15:01:21.372-07:00Okami Chapter 25: This Just Got RealHello and welcome to yet another blog post about Okami. I remain amused at how many posts I'm going to have in the bag when this game is done. I suppose I shouldn't even attempt to cover Xenoblade Chronicles, then. Hahaha! Okay, anyway. In today's post, Ammy and Issun talk to Queen Otohime and realize Bad Things (tm) are about to happen, possibly having to do with their handing off the Fox Rods to "Rao" in the last post. So, without further ado...<br />
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After our dubious exchange with Rao, we headed back to the Dragon Palace's throne room, where the queen was overjoyed to see us.<br />
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<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />You thought we wouldn't be? You thought that dragon was going to eat us, didn't you? Admit it! <br />
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What kind of losers do you think we are? Do you really think we'd come back without it, lady? Watch and learn, naysayers! <br />
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Look at that. It even has its own place among the...throne room decorations. <br />
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Why are you so surprised? You're not secretly trying to bump us off, are you? Was killing the Water Dragon part of your secret plan all along? ARE YOU IN CAHOOTS WITH THE DEMONS?! <br />
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Okay, now that I got the Issun-suspiciousness out of my system...<br />
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Oh? Are you just speechless because you thought we'd get eaten? <br />
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Uh oh. Harness the power to take over the world? I knew it! <br />
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Oh, right. This isn't Fox News. Carry on then! <br />
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Yeah, that, uh...didn't end so well for him.<br />
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He's pretty much either dead or going even more insane from the pain of digesting...uh, himself from the inside out.<br />
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...Sorely regretting ever eating the Fox Rods? Or actually, probably regretting he had a stomach at all...<br />
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Come on, Issun, just spit it out already! <br />
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Why were we asking about this? The Water Dragon already told us. <br />
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...transform into a Water Dragon?<br />
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Right, right. Can you skip to the important part now? Why are we even here? <br />
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So...the King is dead; long live the Queen?<br />
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So you won't hold us responsible for the Water Dragon's death? Thank you kindly.<br />
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She might have shed a tear in this scene, but it's hard to tell since, you know, everything's underwater.<br />
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Oh, that? We handed it off to the first person we met after we got back. Who totally wasn't acting all suspicious at all. No, ma'am. We wouldn't just lose the Fox Rods like that when pretty much everyone is looking for them! <br />
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Well, yeah. But we had to fight those goofy foxes first. <br />
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TRnGWel6gHc/UXhQ9XpYXEI/AAAAAAAAOtw/NVsSLCmilZc/s1600/IMG_7153.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TRnGWel6gHc/UXhQ9XpYXEI/AAAAAAAAOtw/NVsSLCmilZc/s320/IMG_7153.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
<br />
She told us about her power reaching its limit with the Fox Rods in her possession, which isn't suspicious at all. <br />
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But who are we kidding? She could have cackled maniacally and twirled her mustaches and we still would have given them to her.<br />
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Well, we wanted to keep it for ourselves, but Rao insisted...<br />
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We know. That's why we wanted to keep it for ourselves.<br />
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Oh, I'm confident she won't turn out to be something horrible in disguise.<br />
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That's why we gave it to Rao! She's totally trustworthy because-<br />
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Huh?<br />
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The Dragon Orb's going all crazy! Somebody stop it before it does something useful! <br />
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F4Mf4tm8wbM/UXhSqTmEpPI/AAAAAAAAOu4/StcsRrok23U/s1600/IMG_7162.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F4Mf4tm8wbM/UXhSqTmEpPI/AAAAAAAAOu4/StcsRrok23U/s320/IMG_7162.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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Revelation of what? That we were totally right to give the Dark Instrument to Rao and she and Himiko are holed up in the palace right now figuring out where Oni Island is? <br />
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I'm pretty sure he died like an hour ago at this point, but whatever.<br />
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bYU8kFVRaXc/UXhTGS0nmpI/AAAAAAAAOvI/vjkZfTarKrI/s1600/IMG_7164.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bYU8kFVRaXc/UXhTGS0nmpI/AAAAAAAAOvI/vjkZfTarKrI/s320/IMG_7164.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
<br />
Someone that looks like Rao running up the steps of Ankoku Temple...<br />
<br />
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Rao running with something really big behind her...<br />
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zaFr8ZlQLuc/UXhTdrIadAI/AAAAAAAAOvY/nOUlbDV1HwQ/s1600/IMG_7169.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zaFr8ZlQLuc/UXhTdrIadAI/AAAAAAAAOvY/nOUlbDV1HwQ/s320/IMG_7169.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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Something really big looking down at Rao...<br />
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GZsoGXVn2oU/UXhTnaUG_xI/AAAAAAAAOvg/QZsdHXUQeHA/s1600/IMG_7171.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GZsoGXVn2oU/UXhTnaUG_xI/AAAAAAAAOvg/QZsdHXUQeHA/s320/IMG_7171.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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Rao looking up at something big...<br />
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wASRk6UPDPg/UXhTwa53m0I/AAAAAAAAOvo/QLPTD7MeOrE/s1600/IMG_7172.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wASRk6UPDPg/UXhTwa53m0I/AAAAAAAAOvo/QLPTD7MeOrE/s320/IMG_7172.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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Rao looking scared. Oh, this is very, very bad.<br />
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WE GOTTA LEAVE RIGHT NOW<br />
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zEIhTXsPXBQ/UXhUBLeG1UI/AAAAAAAAOv4/whzpWkJWbCs/s1600/IMG_7174.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zEIhTXsPXBQ/UXhUBLeG1UI/AAAAAAAAOv4/whzpWkJWbCs/s320/IMG_7174.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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FATE OF THE KINGDOM IS AT STAKE<br />
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NO TIME TO EXPLAIN<br />
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ISSUN, STOP EXPLAINING<br />
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So it was basically a case of getting to Ankoku Temple as fast as possible. We hopped a ride on Orca from the Dragon Palace to the shore, but from there we just had to run. Along the way we stopped at the entrance to Sei-an City, where we got some unfortunate news from a soldier.<br />
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Uh oh. This is bad! We have to keep going! <br />
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There weren't any shortcuts we could take, so we had to run all the way down Ryoshima Coast on foot. The <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gFf5Ac2bEMA" target="_blank">music</a> was the same music from when we gave Kushi a ride to the Moon Cave. It's good music and works for the scene, but at the same time, it feels a little lazy. Maybe if they'd changed it a little between uses.<br />
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And when we got to Ankoku Temple...<br />
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Rao? Why do you look all ghostly?<br />
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WE DON'T HAVE TIME TO TALK ABOUT BOOBS RIGHT NOW YOU IDIOT<br />
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She seemed to want us to follow her, so we did. Around the back side of the temple, we saw her again...<br />
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...Yeah, she's a ghost. We're already too late for something.<br />
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And then she floated over to the rock wall behind the temple...<br />
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wOonCS-MLGM/UXhWb2wvxwI/AAAAAAAAOxA/u0hMbGHQpJs/s1600/IMG_7189.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wOonCS-MLGM/UXhWb2wvxwI/AAAAAAAAOxA/u0hMbGHQpJs/s320/IMG_7189.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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...and then did her ghostly thing and disappeared.<br />
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Since Issun is an idiot, he apparently didn't notice the whole "YOU CAN SEE RIGHT THROUGH HER" thing.<br />
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Clearly she's a ghost. Try to keep up! <br />
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So we moved a little closer to the wall and...<br />
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GASP! A secret passage! <br />
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Clearly whatever killed Rao did...<br />
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKLXk8jjcv8/UXhX_bw9NYI/AAAAAAAAOxo/w8XeqndePaA/s1600/IMG_7194.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKLXk8jjcv8/UXhX_bw9NYI/AAAAAAAAOxo/w8XeqndePaA/s320/IMG_7194.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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Clearly we're going to have to check it out. But does this room have to be all evil and red? <br />
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6CH-s3X9PI/UXhYLgVhmyI/AAAAAAAAOxw/3GTN_pX97vE/s1600/IMG_7195.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6CH-s3X9PI/UXhYLgVhmyI/AAAAAAAAOxw/3GTN_pX97vE/s320/IMG_7195.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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SHE'S DEAD, YOU MORON.<br />
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Being the great explorers we are, we hopped down the well...and found something ominous.<br />
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A body? Whose could it possibly be?<br />
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SPZIqH_hVZg/UXhYmG4DAUI/AAAAAAAAOyA/u3-ccEv0Ycc/s1600/IMG_7197.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SPZIqH_hVZg/UXhYmG4DAUI/AAAAAAAAOyA/u3-ccEv0Ycc/s320/IMG_7197.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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You don't say.<br />
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What a surprise.<br />
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EnqteBHbCGY/UXhY4sUTapI/AAAAAAAAOyQ/wAGF9RYL5NA/s1600/IMG_7199.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EnqteBHbCGY/UXhY4sUTapI/AAAAAAAAOyQ/wAGF9RYL5NA/s320/IMG_7199.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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Stop talking so I can look at the clothes!<br />
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SpbipcbblgA/UXhZEgS_Z5I/AAAAAAAAOyY/Fs02IvLj4LY/s1600/IMG_7200.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SpbipcbblgA/UXhZEgS_Z5I/AAAAAAAAOyY/Fs02IvLj4LY/s320/IMG_7200.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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Those are Rao's clothes. I guess we really were too late...<br />
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Feeling decidedly less heartened, we continued through the mysterious underground passageway and eventually found a ladder. Where could it lead?<br />
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHY_NxOTTBQ/UXhZYyDl1VI/AAAAAAAAOyg/vv5zulhgwtw/s1600/IMG_7202.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHY_NxOTTBQ/UXhZYyDl1VI/AAAAAAAAOyg/vv5zulhgwtw/s320/IMG_7202.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5hWP6fNj1E/UXmUWCQjQzI/AAAAAAAAO1A/otSJwlJ8c7E/s1600/IMG_7227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>I'm not even going to think about how exactly we got up the ladder.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-taiOo4iql94/UXmLuqKtLGI/AAAAAAAAOyw/To0f590V_zI/s1600/IMG_7203.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-taiOo4iql94/UXmLuqKtLGI/AAAAAAAAOyw/To0f590V_zI/s320/IMG_7203.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Bwuh? Himiko's palace? Well...okay then.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ld_Jm8-adZE/UXmMIzVwVvI/AAAAAAAAOy4/J7TgNoAwgFQ/s1600/IMG_7205.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ld_Jm8-adZE/UXmMIzVwVvI/AAAAAAAAOy4/J7TgNoAwgFQ/s320/IMG_7205.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />In case Rao has to do an emergency prayer meeting or something, I'm guessing.<br /><br />Since it seemed to be a pretty big hint, we went inside the palace and found...this.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j7MNykqMJY8/UXmNNcr0E0I/AAAAAAAAOzE/Zj5umH3N_M8/s1600/IMG_7206.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j7MNykqMJY8/UXmNNcr0E0I/AAAAAAAAOzE/Zj5umH3N_M8/s320/IMG_7206.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh, this is very bad. <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BnWYMGPb38I/UXmN_W6q3DI/AAAAAAAAOzQ/j159FI4gHlY/s1600/IMG_7208.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BnWYMGPb38I/UXmN_W6q3DI/AAAAAAAAOzQ/j159FI4gHlY/s320/IMG_7208.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Very, very bad. And who's that lurking next to one of the columns? <br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rpGW9QzyHp8/UXmPC1EgtwI/AAAAAAAAOzc/Di_-urwQZZ8/s1600/IMG_7209.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rpGW9QzyHp8/UXmPC1EgtwI/AAAAAAAAOzc/Di_-urwQZZ8/s320/IMG_7209.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />We're too late for Himiko too.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4xZeVTeGV3w/UXmPe4BvmnI/AAAAAAAAOzk/RuywLpLfQM4/s1600/IMG_7211.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4xZeVTeGV3w/UXmPe4BvmnI/AAAAAAAAOzk/RuywLpLfQM4/s320/IMG_7211.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well, shit.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j8KRJyRHugs/UXmQRzztUlI/AAAAAAAAOzw/Sn-b9eiuzGI/s1600/IMG_7212.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j8KRJyRHugs/UXmQRzztUlI/AAAAAAAAOzw/Sn-b9eiuzGI/s320/IMG_7212.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Rao? Or rather, "Impostor Rao," since we just saw your dead body in the tunnel?<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T66OJNXJETA/UXmQlIHjiWI/AAAAAAAAOz4/a7R3GytrizM/s1600/IMG_7213.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T66OJNXJETA/UXmQlIHjiWI/AAAAAAAAOz4/a7R3GytrizM/s320/IMG_7213.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Okay, and...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3jtaffoKVoQ/UXmRFvG_nTI/AAAAAAAAO0A/ZAbt2Ry6CtM/s1600/IMG_7214.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3jtaffoKVoQ/UXmRFvG_nTI/AAAAAAAAO0A/ZAbt2Ry6CtM/s320/IMG_7214.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />How do we know you didn't do this, impostor? <br /><br />I should mention she did a good job of trembling and looking afraid. Too bad we saw right through her! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vBjceV6PSd8/UXmRmB01RYI/AAAAAAAAO0I/EtuItxj5vHA/s1600/IMG_7216.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vBjceV6PSd8/UXmRmB01RYI/AAAAAAAAO0I/EtuItxj5vHA/s320/IMG_7216.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Probably the one we saw in the Dragon Orb? <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oITHtUmajiI/UXmR9g_5B6I/AAAAAAAAO0Q/vMAmS5EWuQM/s1600/IMG_7220.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oITHtUmajiI/UXmR9g_5B6I/AAAAAAAAO0Q/vMAmS5EWuQM/s320/IMG_7220.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />You're in league with them? You're about to confess?<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bSa3cEmYM7E/UXmSYjGlDWI/AAAAAAAAO0Y/GA7I7xnnWu4/s1600/IMG_7221.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bSa3cEmYM7E/UXmSYjGlDWI/AAAAAAAAO0Y/GA7I7xnnWu4/s320/IMG_7221.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Sorry about the blurriness.<br /><br />Let me guess. You're their leader in disguise.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nxhpagen7Fk/UXmS0iXjiFI/AAAAAAAAO0g/ntAL4s9FQ30/s1600/IMG_7222.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nxhpagen7Fk/UXmS0iXjiFI/AAAAAAAAO0g/ntAL4s9FQ30/s320/IMG_7222.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Definitely the leader in disguise.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vuN5ZtR2yKA/UXmTLsk3QBI/AAAAAAAAO0o/H0FpHr3cPJ4/s1600/IMG_7223.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vuN5ZtR2yKA/UXmTLsk3QBI/AAAAAAAAO0o/H0FpHr3cPJ4/s320/IMG_7223.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Good, good. Now twirl your mustaches and cackle a couple of times. Alternately, start petting a white cat.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p5K8wLWwTOM/UXmTot0zrgI/AAAAAAAAO0w/p2OB4tnUMs8/s1600/IMG_7224.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p5K8wLWwTOM/UXmTot0zrgI/AAAAAAAAO0w/p2OB4tnUMs8/s320/IMG_7224.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well, clearly she was wrong.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9OYwY1UG3mU/UXmT5t7QyNI/AAAAAAAAO04/AocyxXINYE8/s1600/IMG_7226.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9OYwY1UG3mU/UXmT5t7QyNI/AAAAAAAAO04/AocyxXINYE8/s320/IMG_7226.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Because she's an impostor and you're an idiot?<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5hWP6fNj1E/UXmUWCQjQzI/AAAAAAAAO1A/otSJwlJ8c7E/s1600/IMG_7227.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5hWP6fNj1E/UXmUWCQjQzI/AAAAAAAAO1A/otSJwlJ8c7E/s320/IMG_7227.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FHfLYi4E_vs/UXmVuxVBLfI/AAAAAAAAO1g/XdYm6O6QKWw/s1600/IMG_7233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>Of course...but her killer is standing RIGHT THERE...<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qzlloACy4eM/UXmUyP-i6PI/AAAAAAAAO1I/kGioiyAskMM/s1600/IMG_7228.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qzlloACy4eM/UXmUyP-i6PI/AAAAAAAAO1I/kGioiyAskMM/s320/IMG_7228.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Shut up and lemme at her! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E7FcqnkhiWE/UXmVLKjF03I/AAAAAAAAO1Q/luZ3g0YJgQU/s1600/IMG_7230.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E7FcqnkhiWE/UXmVLKjF03I/AAAAAAAAO1Q/luZ3g0YJgQU/s320/IMG_7230.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />YOU'RE A FRAUD!!!<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m4yiigvzrWA/UXmVhqWZLnI/AAAAAAAAO1Y/_m0k58V1SUU/s1600/IMG_7232.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m4yiigvzrWA/UXmVhqWZLnI/AAAAAAAAO1Y/_m0k58V1SUU/s320/IMG_7232.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I'm trying to reveal your traitorous nature! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FHfLYi4E_vs/UXmVuxVBLfI/AAAAAAAAO1g/XdYm6O6QKWw/s1600/IMG_7233.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FHfLYi4E_vs/UXmVuxVBLfI/AAAAAAAAO1g/XdYm6O6QKWw/s320/IMG_7233.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cMCR8dWhgBw/UXmWEsxoFUI/AAAAAAAAO1o/klFHrHm19Ek/s1600/IMG_7234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a></div>
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C2JJU6E1yGo/UXmZ_jV5qDI/AAAAAAAAO3A/c2XUbwrgSIc/s1600/IMG_7251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>No! Now be evil so I can tear you apart! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cMCR8dWhgBw/UXmWEsxoFUI/AAAAAAAAO1o/klFHrHm19Ek/s1600/IMG_7234.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cMCR8dWhgBw/UXmWEsxoFUI/AAAAAAAAO1o/klFHrHm19Ek/s320/IMG_7234.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Huh?<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L8k_coWc_QU/UXmWaXE05pI/AAAAAAAAO1w/aQp7ealB2d4/s1600/IMG_7235.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L8k_coWc_QU/UXmWaXE05pI/AAAAAAAAO1w/aQp7ealB2d4/s320/IMG_7235.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Are you going to turn evil now? Is that your evil babbling? <br /><br />And then there was a closeup of Rao's face and it showed her eyes turning all red and evil, but it happened too fast to get a picture. Damn! <br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5M9rZFRkVb0/UXmW6VzHneI/AAAAAAAAO14/rLAuhmhHeS8/s1600/IMG_7238.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5M9rZFRkVb0/UXmW6VzHneI/AAAAAAAAO14/rLAuhmhHeS8/s320/IMG_7238.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I told you she was evil! And Issun is still a moron! <br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LycEdi-TPkM/UXmXePOXTkI/AAAAAAAAO2A/dhHL5ACcknk/s1600/IMG_7242.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LycEdi-TPkM/UXmXePOXTkI/AAAAAAAAO2A/dhHL5ACcknk/s320/IMG_7242.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />See those evil red eyes?<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M9LFekxshzk/UXmX5KDzRGI/AAAAAAAAO2I/S6z7XZnZYy8/s1600/IMG_7243.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M9LFekxshzk/UXmX5KDzRGI/AAAAAAAAO2I/S6z7XZnZYy8/s320/IMG_7243.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Not cunning enough, unfortunately for Himiko.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tArFYno5T6Q/UXmYHqapmTI/AAAAAAAAO2Q/DRw6xsBla3A/s1600/IMG_7244.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tArFYno5T6Q/UXmYHqapmTI/AAAAAAAAO2Q/DRw6xsBla3A/s320/IMG_7244.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Bait? Well, he did eat us, but it didn't do anything...<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3eKq20utHis/UXmYbsrUU9I/AAAAAAAAO2Y/So2kyeg1qtk/s1600/IMG_7245.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3eKq20utHis/UXmYbsrUU9I/AAAAAAAAO2Y/So2kyeg1qtk/s320/IMG_7245.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />You were there. You could have confiscated it for some made-up reason! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QBPLemMuih0/UXmYy9-5I8I/AAAAAAAAO2g/w9TpTY3vpX8/s1600/IMG_7246.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QBPLemMuih0/UXmYy9-5I8I/AAAAAAAAO2g/w9TpTY3vpX8/s320/IMG_7246.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />So you're saying you underestimated us? <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWc1A5kp7uI/UXmZHuo_h7I/AAAAAAAAO2o/NiPdz4r3bmg/s1600/IMG_7247.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWc1A5kp7uI/UXmZHuo_h7I/AAAAAAAAO2o/NiPdz4r3bmg/s320/IMG_7247.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />As one does when faced with immeasurable evil...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Le3JSIxwBmU/UXmZUx84rcI/AAAAAAAAO2w/PzVQnHZwiz8/s1600/IMG_7248.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Le3JSIxwBmU/UXmZUx84rcI/AAAAAAAAO2w/PzVQnHZwiz8/s320/IMG_7248.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Don't hate us because we're awesome! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VDFVuHePUXg/UXmZkV5GMQI/AAAAAAAAO24/kq8FzVlJ4-w/s1600/IMG_7249.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VDFVuHePUXg/UXmZkV5GMQI/AAAAAAAAO24/kq8FzVlJ4-w/s320/IMG_7249.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah, well...we...we'll think of something! Jerk! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C2JJU6E1yGo/UXmZ_jV5qDI/AAAAAAAAO3A/c2XUbwrgSIc/s1600/IMG_7251.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C2JJU6E1yGo/UXmZ_jV5qDI/AAAAAAAAO3A/c2XUbwrgSIc/s320/IMG_7251.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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<br />We'll get there and defeat you if we have to swim there! It can't be that hard to find! Half the time we can see it from the shore anyway! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CLCrtH0SVko/UXmaXhuXvvI/AAAAAAAAO3I/q3D5_tgEiNM/s1600/IMG_7253.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CLCrtH0SVko/UXmaXhuXvvI/AAAAAAAAO3I/q3D5_tgEiNM/s320/IMG_7253.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I have to admit it was a good plan.<br />
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n1dh058_RuA/UXma-mj9TjI/AAAAAAAAO3Y/LuPtwYX3_m8/s1600/IMG_7255.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a></div>
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G3shPIV-YYA/UXmbzuYDxOI/AAAAAAAAO3o/8rdamkCSjGY/s1600/IMG_7257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>That doesn't explain how you got past the lava. I guess that'll just remain a mystery, huh?<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n1dh058_RuA/UXma-mj9TjI/AAAAAAAAO3Y/LuPtwYX3_m8/s1600/IMG_7255.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n1dh058_RuA/UXma-mj9TjI/AAAAAAAAO3Y/LuPtwYX3_m8/s320/IMG_7255.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />She's rotting at the bottom of that well! Haven't you been paying attention?<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JuQmQCzeYlA/UXmbWQ6MAPI/AAAAAAAAO3g/gfD-zyaRIh8/s1600/IMG_7256.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JuQmQCzeYlA/UXmbWQ6MAPI/AAAAAAAAO3g/gfD-zyaRIh8/s320/IMG_7256.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah, about that...clearly I shouldn't have given it to you, so if you could just hand it over...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G3shPIV-YYA/UXmbzuYDxOI/AAAAAAAAO3o/8rdamkCSjGY/s1600/IMG_7257.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G3shPIV-YYA/UXmbzuYDxOI/AAAAAAAAO3o/8rdamkCSjGY/s320/IMG_7257.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Give them back! I need them so I can use them to kick your ass! <br />
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<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4yXzYaoDYbM/UXmdqBq8r0I/AAAAAAAAO4I/MZ64pBfHNds/s1600/IMG_7261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>But you just said I was cunning...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hoq7lQ8X9ZY/UXmcv51BigI/AAAAAAAAO34/OTFlcgeBUEI/s1600/IMG_7259.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hoq7lQ8X9ZY/UXmcv51BigI/AAAAAAAAO34/OTFlcgeBUEI/s320/IMG_7259.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well, yeah, in retrospect that was a really bad idea...but still! <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EyR33Y7EAck/UXmdGjIWPMI/AAAAAAAAO4A/OGwIuyoLrEI/s1600/IMG_7260.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EyR33Y7EAck/UXmdGjIWPMI/AAAAAAAAO4A/OGwIuyoLrEI/s320/IMG_7260.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And I'm going to be the one who destroys the Dark Lord once and for all. Actually...if you're a Dark Lord, why do you still have giant boobies? <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4yXzYaoDYbM/UXmdqBq8r0I/AAAAAAAAO4I/MZ64pBfHNds/s1600/IMG_7261.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4yXzYaoDYbM/UXmdqBq8r0I/AAAAAAAAO4I/MZ64pBfHNds/s320/IMG_7261.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />What a bizarre drawing. I get that it's a lady with a fox face, but why does it have wings? Confusing.<br />
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Okay, wow. I think Issun's just won the award for Slowest-on-the-Uptake Ever! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GgHFdKZCzWw/UXmejUpWuwI/AAAAAAAAO4Y/okY5BJNSE-w/s1600/IMG_7265.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GgHFdKZCzWw/UXmejUpWuwI/AAAAAAAAO4Y/okY5BJNSE-w/s320/IMG_7265.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I like how now she's Evil Rao and has a fox face, but the rest of her is still all woman.<br /><br />Also, I guess the insect wings are part of her outfit. I must have missed that before. Well, it's still weird.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--6PcmCyg7zM/UXmezUmbMmI/AAAAAAAAO4g/YIZWIV3J6Tw/s1600/IMG_7266.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--6PcmCyg7zM/UXmezUmbMmI/AAAAAAAAO4g/YIZWIV3J6Tw/s320/IMG_7266.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />If I'd been here she wouldn't be dead, bitch! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wT6m3d-_WRg/UXmfF7GJxCI/AAAAAAAAO4o/WzyHDoqtx_Q/s1600/IMG_7267.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wT6m3d-_WRg/UXmfF7GJxCI/AAAAAAAAO4o/WzyHDoqtx_Q/s320/IMG_7267.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Hey! Don't touch that! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNijeh9kHBs/UXmfcf0-8SI/AAAAAAAAO4w/PXEP7Pl5hus/s1600/IMG_7268.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNijeh9kHBs/UXmfcf0-8SI/AAAAAAAAO4w/PXEP7Pl5hus/s320/IMG_7268.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And then she shrunk it down really small and swallowed it. Well...at least she didn't stick it in her cleavage, I guess.<br />
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I wouldn't get too confident about that. You're going down! <br /><br />About that time, Issun finally figured out what the revelation from earlier really was - it was showing how Evil Rao killed Good Rao and took her place. Yeah, yeah, we already figured that out. <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SBKgZuaB91w/UXmggPo4B8I/AAAAAAAAO5I/i4UaZm1kCZA/s1600/IMG_7274.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SBKgZuaB91w/UXmggPo4B8I/AAAAAAAAO5I/i4UaZm1kCZA/s320/IMG_7274.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />She had boobs, and that's all it takes to fool you.<br />
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<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bZh2fDMVCkA/UXmmrHoixjI/AAAAAAAAO7I/LxaeTB7mk8E/s1600/IMG_7309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>So we fought Evil Rao for a little while. I can't remember what exactly she did, but eventually we hurt her enough to make her cough up the crystal ball.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4v_JIbHHN_4/UXmg3BZikhI/AAAAAAAAO5Q/sBBvgpQ4reM/s1600/IMG_7281.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4v_JIbHHN_4/UXmg3BZikhI/AAAAAAAAO5Q/sBBvgpQ4reM/s320/IMG_7281.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Woo! Well...maybe we could use it anyway?<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hznh4XD2XRI/UXmhFh6SZDI/AAAAAAAAO5Y/4r_XFeweqWA/s1600/IMG_7283.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hznh4XD2XRI/UXmhFh6SZDI/AAAAAAAAO5Y/4r_XFeweqWA/s320/IMG_7283.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />If only it were that easy...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6f10ygw2Mqc/UXmhgd9_XUI/AAAAAAAAO5g/qfQXmGKvi6o/s1600/IMG_7285.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6f10ygw2Mqc/UXmhgd9_XUI/AAAAAAAAO5g/qfQXmGKvi6o/s320/IMG_7285.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />See? She's got something up her sleeve...<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xG3D7-oa61s/UXmhxLElGCI/AAAAAAAAO5o/JYTkvOQKHak/s1600/IMG_7289.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xG3D7-oa61s/UXmhxLElGCI/AAAAAAAAO5o/JYTkvOQKHak/s320/IMG_7289.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Not sure what's going on here...<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r5Pq3eBWqs0/UXmh8TiSn1I/AAAAAAAAO5w/IgeXhyhqK1I/s1600/IMG_7292.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r5Pq3eBWqs0/UXmh8TiSn1I/AAAAAAAAO5w/IgeXhyhqK1I/s320/IMG_7292.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh, I get it. She's dropping the boob disguise and reverting to her usual form.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LLgI92KgMMg/UXmil0tZ-2I/AAAAAAAAO54/5SpEsuokqkI/s1600/IMG_7293.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LLgI92KgMMg/UXmil0tZ-2I/AAAAAAAAO54/5SpEsuokqkI/s320/IMG_7293.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Uh...what is that thing, exactly? <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VHZ87jsu09w/UXmjD71D7eI/AAAAAAAAO6A/h6VHdRIdzJY/s1600/IMG_7294.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VHZ87jsu09w/UXmjD71D7eI/AAAAAAAAO6A/h6VHdRIdzJY/s320/IMG_7294.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well, now that you mention it...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uCMbt9bVEZQ/UXmjPy8_OoI/AAAAAAAAO6I/MrzqureUWKA/s1600/IMG_7295.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uCMbt9bVEZQ/UXmjPy8_OoI/AAAAAAAAO6I/MrzqureUWKA/s320/IMG_7295.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Why don't you kill us, then?! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qTKiIMt-nqg/UXmjgJAKlYI/AAAAAAAAO6Q/10qmFnSAE94/s1600/IMG_7296.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qTKiIMt-nqg/UXmjgJAKlYI/AAAAAAAAO6Q/10qmFnSAE94/s320/IMG_7296.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh, there we go.<br /><br />Here's a bad picture of Ammy flipping out of the way of a huge fireball.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WL5EkTKbMbg/UXmkC6vZ4jI/AAAAAAAAO6Y/AywgaiBfr4c/s1600/IMG_7298.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WL5EkTKbMbg/UXmkC6vZ4jI/AAAAAAAAO6Y/AywgaiBfr4c/s320/IMG_7298.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Not so powerful now, are we? What a chump.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P9Mrp5mYbFA/UXmkjFoMpVI/AAAAAAAAO6g/muuA2E7bZE0/s1600/IMG_7301.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P9Mrp5mYbFA/UXmkjFoMpVI/AAAAAAAAO6g/muuA2E7bZE0/s320/IMG_7301.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Whatever. You're a hack! Get out of here and take all your...whatever-those-are-that-totally-aren't-phalluses with you!<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P5HW-sQCB2E/UXmlHKyZs3I/AAAAAAAAO6o/r0QyVBRPdYw/s1600/IMG_7303.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P5HW-sQCB2E/UXmlHKyZs3I/AAAAAAAAO6o/r0QyVBRPdYw/s320/IMG_7303.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />That only encourages us to try harder! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-izurkzVqpiM/UXmlluu6F5I/AAAAAAAAO6w/i4005CyVk_U/s1600/IMG_7304.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-izurkzVqpiM/UXmlluu6F5I/AAAAAAAAO6w/i4005CyVk_U/s320/IMG_7304.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />You do that! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WeksIewKhuk/UXmmD0P8NiI/AAAAAAAAO64/Hcdwr55uocE/s1600/IMG_7305.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WeksIewKhuk/UXmmD0P8NiI/AAAAAAAAO64/Hcdwr55uocE/s320/IMG_7305.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />This is like you're reading straight off of the Evil Overlord List. You know that, right? <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0FJN7xD5OBc/UXmmVfrwPXI/AAAAAAAAO7A/tBYUjszsc4o/s1600/IMG_7307.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0FJN7xD5OBc/UXmmVfrwPXI/AAAAAAAAO7A/tBYUjszsc4o/s320/IMG_7307.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Mustn't forget the evil laugh, of course. I like how we still don't know the Dark Lord's name. He's just the Dark Lord or ???.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bZh2fDMVCkA/UXmmrHoixjI/AAAAAAAAO7I/LxaeTB7mk8E/s1600/IMG_7309.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bZh2fDMVCkA/UXmmrHoixjI/AAAAAAAAO7I/LxaeTB7mk8E/s320/IMG_7309.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And then the monster was gone, leaving only us, a dead Himiko, and the crystal ball. Well, we're pretty much screwed here.<br /><br />And with that, I've reached my stopping point for this week. Check back next time to find out how hope isn't lost after all! Hint: The King of the Dragonians is dead. But there's still a Queen of the Dragonians.<br /><br />Until next time, heroes!fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-18625019297281910042013-04-20T20:49:00.001-07:002013-04-21T13:19:04.637-07:00Okami Chapter 24: My, What Pointy Teeth You Have!Previously on Operation Replay...<br />
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Issun and I solved the mystery of the Whirlpool Galaxy and the location of the Dragon Palace. But then we went to the Dragon Palace and found out the queen of the Dragonians basically wanted us to go directly into the proverbial lions' den. Will we survive?? Keep reading to find out! Alternately, you could just skip this post and read the next one whenever it shows up, but that just wouldn't be any fun at all. And now then...on with the show! <br />
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Since the Dragon Palace looks exactly like the Sasa Sanctuary, it was really easy to find the Water Dragon's garden. Which wasn't so much a garden as it was a mostly-empty room with a hole in the middle. Hmm. I wonder what could be in the hole? <br />
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My sentiments exactly. <br />
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That thing's just waiting to kill us! Why did she ask us to jump down its throat?! <br />
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Of course it is. What did you think it was? <br />
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Yeah, I'm with you, dude. But I don't think we have any other choice here.<br />
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I thought we already established that earlier! You know, when he tried to eat us more than once? <br />
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Nothing to do but give it the ol' college try! <br />
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Yeah, well...sometimes a wolf's gotta do what a wolf's gotta do. You in? I hope so, because WE'RE GOING IN! <br />
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Who would have thought we'd find a garden inside the Water Dragon? The <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vrjdDQj_oQU" target="_blank">music</a> is not really what you'd expect for the inside of a giant carnivorous creature, but it has the distinction of being my favorite piece of music from the game. <br />
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Of course it's hot and humid. We're inside a giant dragon. Somehow there are trees.<br />
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Well, we are inside the Water Dragon, so I can only imagine we'll see some of the people he's eaten.<br />
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If you do, just take comfort in the fact that the Water Dragon will digest it instead! HAHAHAHA! <br />
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I'm pretty sure this is the only place it could be, so...hopefully, yeah.<br />
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Strangely enough, (or perhaps not so strangely), there were monsters inside the Water Dragon. Hey, if he was going to eat monsters, he could at least have had the decency to kill them! <br />
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Fortunately, the demons were easy to kill. <br />
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So we made our way through the Water Dragon's insides. Not surprisingly, there was a lot of water, and a whole bunch of giant clamshells I dug up and/or headbutted to get the treasures inside. Some of them were more tricky to reach than others, but being a bona-fide treasure hound, I managed to loot them all. Nothing really valuable, of course, but plenty of strange stuff (How does a set of Bull Horns end up in here?). <br />
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Also, apparently the layout of the Water Dragon's insides is the same as (or at least similar to) Hana Valley, just mirrored. I'd have to go look at Hana Valley again, but there's definitely some similarity.<br />
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But, eventually we found our way to a round room with...this thing in it.<br />
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It's the Dragon Orb, stupid! But how do we get it out?! <br />
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The Dragon Orb? <br />
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You mean the Dragon Orb? Yeah. and I can't even Power Slash it out. Lame! <br />
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Yeah. So it's clearly the Dragon Orb.<br />
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Like the Dragon Orb? Geez, you're dumb.<br />
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Hmm. I wonder if the room with the Dragon Orb could have been the actual stomach? Because this next area is as close as we're going to get to any sort of intestine, I think.<br />
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Although I'm a bit confused by the crystals, to be honest.<br />
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That...looks fun. Is that blood, or something else? <br />
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Yeah...me either...<br />
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Oh, so it's some kind of digestive fluid. Yay! <br />
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Ugh. Looks like some kind of tumor. <br />
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Cool. I know! I'll use Waterspout on the digestive liquid to burn through the tumor! <br />
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It's so crazy, it just might work! <br />
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That's the plan! Hope we don't get digested! <br />
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Something useful, I hope.<br />
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And after we attacked the tumor with the digestive juice enough times...<br />
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It's pouring down! Swim for your life! <br />
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Okay, maybe not. That doesn't look safe to swim in. <br />
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Well, uh...hopefully that's useful to us? <br />
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Fortunately, we have the perfect way to cross the acidic red waters! <br />
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At least, until it gets digested...<br />
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Good thing we had Galestorm to blow us along the weird tunnel. Also, I don't think the lily pad can be digested, so there's that.<br />
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And here we are back in the Dragon Orb room. What now? <br />
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You mean the Dragon Orb? Duh.<br />
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I'm going to count that as a good thing.<br />
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But I thought it was a good idea at the time!<br />
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So, using my awesome deductive skills, I used Waterspout again to bombard the muscle things on either side of the Dragon Orb with acid. Yay! <br />
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And with a little more application of acid...<br />
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SPLASH! <br />
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And then...the Dragon Orb purified the acid somehow? <br />
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Which I guess is a good thing, because the Water Dragon was probably suffering from the worst case of heartburn <i>ever</i>.<br />
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And then the Dragon Orb lifted into the air...<br />
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Boy, it really looks like I really did some damage to those structures...<br />
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See? I told you it was the Dragon Orb!<br />
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No thanks to you. Wimp. <br />
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Now, how do we get out of here before we get digested for real? <br />
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Shut up and let's go! <br />
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Tell me about it. Although "burning it out with acid" would be a more apt description.<br />
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I'd hope so, but then again, we did invade the Water Dragon, dig holes in his digestive tract, burn a hole in that tumor-looking thing with stomach acid, flood his intestines with more stomach acid, and then use even more acid to wrench the Dragon Orb from the ligaments holding it in his stomach. Plus the music here is kinda downbeat. So I'm thinking...probably not.<br />
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And then the music faded away and everything got all quiet and creepy.<br />
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I'm not the one who kept talking for five minutes after we got the orb! <br />
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LET'S GO LET'S GO LET'S GO<br />
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Too late. What is that? And why does it think I can read Japanese? <br />
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Weird little lights? What does that mean? <br />
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I hope not. But why would they be vengeful toward us? Shouldn't they just attack the walls or something? <br />
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Foxfire? Shouldn't it be red if it had anything to do with foxes? I mean, I'm pretty sure purple foxes aren't a thing...<br />
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Well...those are just bizarre-looking.<br />
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I guess they're foxes with weird little hoods on. Okay then.<br />
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The fight wasn't overly difficult - it was just a case of killing all of the foxes while they tried to drain my ink pots and do other crazy stuff. And then they died! <br />
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The Fox Rods?! Who would have thought we'd find them here? I didn't get a good picture of them, but fortunately for us, Issun gives us a handy description.<br />
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Took you long enough to figure that out...<br />
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Yes, thanks. I'd completely forgotten what the Fox Rods are. Now shut up.<br />
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And then, suddenly...everything went red. I knew we should have left 10 minutes earlier! <br />
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What's going on?! <br />
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I was as gentle as I could be! I guess I was pulling the orb out of his heart or something! <br />
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And then something that looked ominously like blood started dripping from the ceiling. I didn't manage to catch any drops in the following picture, but Ammy did show off some amusing dance moves to avoid them.<br />
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Silly wolf! This is no time to look adorable! <br />
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Shut up! I'm too GODLY to be digested! <br />
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So then an unfortunate timer started, and Issun and I had to flee the Water Dragon by working our way back out the way we'd come from while avoiding more dripping blood, or acid, or whatever it was. Here's a blurry picture of me doing a bad job of avoiding drips.<br />
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And here's a picture of me following the handy arrow on the ground. You know, in case I got lost on the one-way path.<br />
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Keep running! Keep running! We don't want to get digested! <br />
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We're almost there! GOGOGOGO! <br />
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And then...<br />
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We're underwater? <br />
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We're definitely underwater. Looks like we struggled free of the Water Dragon's mouth right before he sank into the briny deeps. He's gonna be okay, right? <br />
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WHAT? <br />
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(On a side note: Ammy looks kinda like a drowned cat.)<br />
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Well, I don't know about you, but I suggest swimming to the surface for some AIR.<br />
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Yeah. I think we're boned.<br />
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At least we tried?<br />
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But then...something came up from the depths...<br />
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What could it be? I hope it doesn't attack me, because I don't think fighting underwater would go well. <br />
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Huh? <br />
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Is that guy wearing a beaded curtain in front of his face?<br />
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Your name means nothing to me. Say something that makes sense! <br />
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Cool, I guess...<br />
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Is the beaded curtain supposed to make the bugs feel privileged before they fly into your face? <br />
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Wait a second. Those fin things on his head look familiar...<br />
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How did you know the Water Dragon was the King? You could have told me that a little earlier! We did just give him the world's worst case of acid reflux, you know! <br />
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So the beaded curtain is to keep all the little fish out of your eyes when you're...swimming around, then? <br />
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Yeah, we got that from seeing all the suffering Dragonians. Or not. Well, I guess your troupe of dancers in the palace couldn't get their spring going again, but I fixed that for them. You're welcome.<br />
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What power? The power to eat stuff? Because those teeth were pretty sharp.<br />
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Oh, right. The power we're all depending on.<br />
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So King Wada explained that he "waged war" against the so-called Dark Lord and made a tasty snack out of the Fox Rods (the "Dark Instrument").<br />
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Sounds like a bad case of indigestion. <br />
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No! Don't get it out! It's too evil! <br />
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Put it away! It gave the Water Dragon a horrible stomachache! <br />
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So...he shouldn't manage to get the Fox Rods back, then? <br />
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Why are they all rainbowy if they're so evil? <br />
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Sure, I guess.<br />
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But, um...we're still boned, aren't we?<br />
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You've got that right. We saw that dead guy and his rowboat hidden in your stomach! Plus you killed all those sailors on the Ghost Ship! <br />
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Thanks...I think.<br />
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So..somehow, Issun and I made our way back to the Water Dragon's garden in the Dragon Palace. I'm not really sure how. Maybe Orca found us? Well, whatever.<br />
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But before we could so much as take a step...<br />
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Rao? What brings you and your boobies here? <br />
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Shut up, Issun.<br />
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From the shore? I didn't think we were that close to the shore. Were we anywhere near the surface?<br />
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Whatever. What do you want? <br />
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Acidic drops of blood? <br />
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Well, that was rude.<br />
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He's dead. To sum up: we're all screwed.<br />
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Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whatever.<br />
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I suppose it makes sense...<br />
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At least he didn't have that beaded curtain on his face while he was a dragon. That would have been silly.<br />
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You know, maybe we should have kept that last part TO OURSELVES. Just a thought.<br />
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She was...but that doesn't mean we had to tell her we had them! <br />
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Hey! What if I wanted to use them? <br />
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She said a lot of things about the Fox Rods. Can you be more specific?<br />
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That's a little better, I guess.<br />
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Oh, right. Yeah! We almost got eaten by a shark! <br />
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Well, at least she apologized...<br />
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Wait. You didn't answer the question.<br />
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Why should we give them to you? I bet we could use them more efficiently! <br />
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Issun, I swear to Amaterasu I'm going to duct-tape your mouth shut. Quit it! <br />
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...in all the wrong places? <br />
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Oh, right. And we wouldn't want anyone shooting Miss Rao in the back, would we? <br />
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But then Ammy took matters into her own paws and tossed the Fox Rods to Rao. I thought we weren't going to give them to the first person we met...<br />
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Why are we giving them to her? The monsters will eat her alive! <br />
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Don't worry. I don't.<br />
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Uh oh.<br />
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Why do I have a bad feeling about this?<br />
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Why would I be worried? You just got all possessive of the Fox Rods...<br />
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Why do I still have a bad feeling about this?<br />
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Are you trying to distract us with your cleavage?<br />
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Yeah...I still have a bad feeling about this.<br />
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Unfortunately, I've reached my stopping point for today. Tune in next time for exciting conversations with various people, thrilling chases, and...GHOSTS? ZOMG! <br />
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Until next time, heroes!fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-14198195910331776242013-04-12T14:59:00.005-07:002013-04-12T14:59:26.334-07:00Okami Chapter 23: How Do We Breathe Underwater? Hello, readers, and welcome to yet another blog post about Okami. In today's post, our intrepid heroes finally find the mysterious Whirlpool and stumble their way into the Dragonian Domain, where a horrible quest awaits. Read on for the excitement! <br />
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So, when I left off, we had just discovered the Catwalk talent. Being the geniuses we were, we immediately jumped on Orca for a while and swam around in the ocean fruitlessly looking for the whirlpool, because we'd forgotten the whole point of learning Catwalk. So, eventually we came to our senses and remembered a cat statue at the bottom of a nearby cliff we hadn't visited because the stairs leading up to it had long since crumbled away. Here's a blurry picture of us climbing the cliff wall.<br />
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When we got up to the top, we had to fight this scary guy. <br />
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i-9cokYwAqQ/UWcr-HUSE_I/AAAAAAAAONM/p1u2ed3PCjU/s1600/IMG_6793.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i-9cokYwAqQ/UWcr-HUSE_I/AAAAAAAAONM/p1u2ed3PCjU/s320/IMG_6793.JPG" width="320" /></a><i><br /></i>I couldn't remember how to kill him, but a couple of well-placed Cherry Bombs did the trick well enough. And then we found this guy! <br />
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Watcher's Cape? And you're the Watcher? What an original name.<br />
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How...interesting. Is that why the stairs fell apart and nobody fixed them? <br />
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Okay, so...where are you going with this? <br />
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Whirlpool galaxy? My ears just perked up.<br />
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NO, REALLY?<br />
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I see. So where is this Whirlpool Galaxy now? And don't say, "A place far, far away." <br />
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OH NOES! <br />
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Sorry about the blurriness. I guess we're going to have to do something about all those monsters, huh? <br />
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How sad. What can we do to help?<br />
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If your wish is for the Vikings to finally win the Super Bowl, I'm afraid I can't help you...<br />
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GASP! I CAN DO THAT! PICK ME PICK ME! <br />
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I CAN TOTALLY DO THAT! HOLD ON A SECOND! <br />
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STOP TALKING SO I CAN WORK MY ART! <br />
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ARE YOU DEAF? <br />
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Okay, and...DINK! <br />
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I made a shooting star, but the picture of it didn't turn out very well. <br />
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Where could that have possibly come from? <br />
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Wish away, dude! <br />
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Sorry for the blurriness. Sometimes I just get so excited when I'm working my miracles! <br />
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And to <strike> no one's </strike> everyone's surprise...<br />
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The Whirlpool Galaxy! Uh...what do we do now?<br />
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I just noticed the Watcher has stars all over his tunic, or whatever that is he's wearing. Interesting...<br />
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Once we were done talking to the Watcher, we decided to run down to the tip of Watcher's Cape, since apparently that's where the magic happens.<br />
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Spins? <br />
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Ohhhhhhh. I get it now.<br />
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Shut up, Issun.<br />
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Looks more like a blanket from this angle.<br />
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Windmill? Where are you getting this stuff?<br />
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They who? Why didn't you mention this before? <br />
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That's not very helpful! <br />
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Of course it does. The galaxy isn't spinning yet...<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ClqJkgFl5Lw/UWhuXAc8GxI/AAAAAAAAOQ8/h3FuU7k8hQU/s1600/IMG_6829.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ClqJkgFl5Lw/UWhuXAc8GxI/AAAAAAAAOQ8/h3FuU7k8hQU/s320/IMG_6829.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e7XCqz2IC_M/UWhws-4FbxI/AAAAAAAAORY/ls5COO9fBz4/s1600/IMG_6833.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>And then the game left off with a view to the Whirlpool Galaxy that, while beautiful, didn't really offer any answers.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ddNvzQzoTDo/UWhup-wJrnI/AAAAAAAAORM/uF6QAntXLwk/s1600/IMG_6830.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ddNvzQzoTDo/UWhup-wJrnI/AAAAAAAAORM/uF6QAntXLwk/s320/IMG_6830.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Fortunately, I'm good at using Galestorm.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Af1us5M3btI/UWhulUDXoGI/AAAAAAAAORI/dCsjPAct0XI/s1600/IMG_6831.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Af1us5M3btI/UWhulUDXoGI/AAAAAAAAORI/dCsjPAct0XI/s320/IMG_6831.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I really should have taken a video for this part...but when I used Galestorm, the galaxy started spinning, and every time I did it again the galaxy spun faster.<br />
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wnWPaeOnsx8/UWh7qG0tpjI/AAAAAAAAOXc/gOJN2OZh-zI/s1600/IMG_6909.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>And eventually...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dxz64VQMJbM/UWhw27rmzjI/AAAAAAAAORk/pa__m8vS728/s1600/IMG_6834.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dxz64VQMJbM/UWhw27rmzjI/AAAAAAAAORk/pa__m8vS728/s320/IMG_6834.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Whirlpool! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H7k4wf9W7Ns/UWhw-7AdiLI/AAAAAAAAORs/NuXZkooFeTs/s1600/IMG_6835.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H7k4wf9W7Ns/UWhw-7AdiLI/AAAAAAAAORs/NuXZkooFeTs/s320/IMG_6835.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yay! We figured out the puzzle! <br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X4-5mI9fTLY/UWhxJiPdyRI/AAAAAAAAOR0/1ldxaY-hB68/s1600/IMG_6838.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X4-5mI9fTLY/UWhxJiPdyRI/AAAAAAAAOR0/1ldxaY-hB68/s320/IMG_6838.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />You said it! <br /><br />So we went and found Orca (the sun had come up by the time we found him). Here's a blurry picture of us swimming into the whirlpool.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nY-Sfre-34c/UWhxXdCBtHI/AAAAAAAAOR8/usFwcfH-Lz8/s1600/IMG_6839.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nY-Sfre-34c/UWhxXdCBtHI/AAAAAAAAOR8/usFwcfH-Lz8/s320/IMG_6839.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I'd have been more worried about the whole SWIMMING RIGHT INTO A WHIRLPOOL thing, but nobody else seemed to care.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UxJ9GapUZ8o/UWhxjznsWsI/AAAAAAAAOSE/-jpY5j32AWk/s1600/IMG_6840.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UxJ9GapUZ8o/UWhxjznsWsI/AAAAAAAAOSE/-jpY5j32AWk/s320/IMG_6840.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Wheeeee! <br /><br />Wait! The Dragon Palace is underwater. How are we going to breathe? <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0cvOWDuOKlg/UWhyfYfRT0I/AAAAAAAAOSM/EGoWAJ5HN00/s1600/IMG_6841.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0cvOWDuOKlg/UWhyfYfRT0I/AAAAAAAAOSM/EGoWAJ5HN00/s320/IMG_6841.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />See? It's underwater. Won't we drown? <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-arDKij5JL2U/UWhyrUw2lxI/AAAAAAAAOSU/WwbRsI1RgBg/s1600/IMG_6847.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-arDKij5JL2U/UWhyrUw2lxI/AAAAAAAAOSU/WwbRsI1RgBg/s320/IMG_6847.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I guess not. Weird. <br /><br />It's a pretty place, though. But before we could really enjoy it, we were rudely interrupted.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L2Ze7YQYROM/UWhy3rMYYNI/AAAAAAAAOSc/uQVX7wu-6Ek/s1600/IMG_6849.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L2Ze7YQYROM/UWhy3rMYYNI/AAAAAAAAOSc/uQVX7wu-6Ek/s320/IMG_6849.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Hey! Who are you calling a beast?! <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9l-MjFqDDWw/UWhzAkz2BlI/AAAAAAAAOSk/Gcd3GSFciaM/s1600/IMG_6850.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9l-MjFqDDWw/UWhzAkz2BlI/AAAAAAAAOSk/Gcd3GSFciaM/s320/IMG_6850.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I'm here to kick your ass! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W4H5JyUmQZE/UWhzN7Gh43I/AAAAAAAAOSs/tworHSBgM-U/s1600/IMG_6852.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W4H5JyUmQZE/UWhzN7Gh43I/AAAAAAAAOSs/tworHSBgM-U/s320/IMG_6852.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Screw you! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YxjZbOhz0oQ/UWhzXT9J72I/AAAAAAAAOS0/PGCE_dWxpJE/s1600/IMG_6854.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YxjZbOhz0oQ/UWhzXT9J72I/AAAAAAAAOS0/PGCE_dWxpJE/s320/IMG_6854.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah! Don't you know you're talking to a goddess?<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ku8h99z5oLc/UWhzmMNTzHI/AAAAAAAAOS8/IupLIjAjnfI/s1600/IMG_6855.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ku8h99z5oLc/UWhzmMNTzHI/AAAAAAAAOS8/IupLIjAjnfI/s320/IMG_6855.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />You're just lucky he hasn't eaten you so far! <br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oj9MceB60zo/UWhzy1UuvBI/AAAAAAAAOTE/t5oSmS7huR8/s1600/IMG_6857.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oj9MceB60zo/UWhzy1UuvBI/AAAAAAAAOTE/t5oSmS7huR8/s320/IMG_6857.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />He did tell them who we were, though, and that Queen Himiko had sent us.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lPNogJBeB8/UWh0Dw1uIfI/AAAAAAAAOTM/G2jV0nqq_UE/s1600/IMG_6859.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lPNogJBeB8/UWh0Dw1uIfI/AAAAAAAAOTM/G2jV0nqq_UE/s320/IMG_6859.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />How many Himikos do you know of? <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1wtKG8wcVtY/UWh0OJGJrHI/AAAAAAAAOTU/ySBU5ivL_gY/s1600/IMG_6860.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1wtKG8wcVtY/UWh0OJGJrHI/AAAAAAAAOTU/ySBU5ivL_gY/s320/IMG_6860.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Stop calling me a beast! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-53KR80BuAUU/UWh0ZE3fBHI/AAAAAAAAOTc/7-IANXr3viU/s1600/IMG_6864.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-53KR80BuAUU/UWh0ZE3fBHI/AAAAAAAAOTc/7-IANXr3viU/s320/IMG_6864.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />That's more like it. <br /><br />So we went into the Dragon Palace, which looked suspiciously familiar...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-laYEE_ubmWw/UWh0ksdGGLI/AAAAAAAAOTk/CbQiHym5sA8/s1600/IMG_6865.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-laYEE_ubmWw/UWh0ksdGGLI/AAAAAAAAOTk/CbQiHym5sA8/s320/IMG_6865.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Isn't this basically the Sparrow Inn all over again? <br /><br />Well, whatever. We've got a queen to talk to.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YoV34gZJ_1c/UWh09pzdDYI/AAAAAAAAOTs/xIvY5jbA32I/s1600/IMG_6867.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YoV34gZJ_1c/UWh09pzdDYI/AAAAAAAAOTs/xIvY5jbA32I/s320/IMG_6867.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I could have sworn it was an inn! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aHpyDB-y9PI/UWh1JSBcmPI/AAAAAAAAOT0/-b3CTY2eMbk/s1600/IMG_6868.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aHpyDB-y9PI/UWh1JSBcmPI/AAAAAAAAOT0/-b3CTY2eMbk/s320/IMG_6868.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah, I kinda figured that out. I'll let Issun cut to the chase for me.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7G3mqgcgXts/UWh1WFY6uiI/AAAAAAAAOT8/Qc3X7Jku5rU/s1600/IMG_6869.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7G3mqgcgXts/UWh1WFY6uiI/AAAAAAAAOT8/Qc3X7Jku5rU/s320/IMG_6869.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Whoa. You might want to scale it back a little bit.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-heGGHOdk5Xk/UWh1jJ348iI/AAAAAAAAOUE/lJDOc0VOJjY/s1600/IMG_6870.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-heGGHOdk5Xk/UWh1jJ348iI/AAAAAAAAOUE/lJDOc0VOJjY/s320/IMG_6870.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Whoa whoa whoa! We're looking for righteous indignation here, not suicidal idiocy! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHgMSzL5dDA/UWh12p1lZjI/AAAAAAAAOUM/5DOyKdNTISY/s1600/IMG_6871.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHgMSzL5dDA/UWh12p1lZjI/AAAAAAAAOUM/5DOyKdNTISY/s320/IMG_6871.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Why are you the spokesman, again? <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3KZhGVUFX5g/UWh2sp_46CI/AAAAAAAAOUU/27dIrzcLiow/s1600/IMG_6874.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3KZhGVUFX5g/UWh2sp_46CI/AAAAAAAAOUU/27dIrzcLiow/s320/IMG_6874.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Any minute now Issun will realize how hot she is and fall over...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YfphzFtpm9s/UWh24lxRaPI/AAAAAAAAOUc/X6VSz_3HCc4/s1600/IMG_6875.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YfphzFtpm9s/UWh24lxRaPI/AAAAAAAAOUc/X6VSz_3HCc4/s320/IMG_6875.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Maybe not. Well, at least he's being less of a jerk.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MkBHbtLuiaU/UWh3D435zXI/AAAAAAAAOUk/RrCoBGWMSHw/s1600/IMG_6878.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MkBHbtLuiaU/UWh3D435zXI/AAAAAAAAOUk/RrCoBGWMSHw/s320/IMG_6878.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />But he didn't stop there.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8a3IdUkj2x8/UWh3OlucfNI/AAAAAAAAOUs/P9L8B94XOB4/s1600/IMG_6879.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8a3IdUkj2x8/UWh3OlucfNI/AAAAAAAAOUs/P9L8B94XOB4/s320/IMG_6879.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />What's wrong with that? <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P4oE-OwMs84/UWh3X_0EaCI/AAAAAAAAOU0/UyDqjbwpXOU/s1600/IMG_6880.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P4oE-OwMs84/UWh3X_0EaCI/AAAAAAAAOU0/UyDqjbwpXOU/s320/IMG_6880.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I thought it was a mark of honor, myself...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t6nnylJGHTY/UWh3hd65_iI/AAAAAAAAOU8/rmF0dr6wVs4/s1600/IMG_6881.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t6nnylJGHTY/UWh3hd65_iI/AAAAAAAAOU8/rmF0dr6wVs4/s320/IMG_6881.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />That's not really an answer.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-68-KFvRYSPM/UWh30T3H0PI/AAAAAAAAOVE/RUlDR026bIQ/s1600/IMG_6884.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-68-KFvRYSPM/UWh30T3H0PI/AAAAAAAAOVE/RUlDR026bIQ/s320/IMG_6884.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />We got that. Say something new! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uso8Oa-5ETA/UWh399BwI0I/AAAAAAAAOVM/4aJM2wYcl-Y/s1600/IMG_6885.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uso8Oa-5ETA/UWh399BwI0I/AAAAAAAAOVM/4aJM2wYcl-Y/s320/IMG_6885.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />What a contrast to what it's doing now! Hahaha! Oh...that's not really funny.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4u4r0lEEks/UWh4L4OYuOI/AAAAAAAAOVU/1l18Wi-M7tE/s1600/IMG_6887.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4u4r0lEEks/UWh4L4OYuOI/AAAAAAAAOVU/1l18Wi-M7tE/s320/IMG_6887.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Now Oni Island is coming into it again. What's the deal with that place, anyway? <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vmyN3mZTh1o/UWh4Y0rIu2I/AAAAAAAAOVc/zzMUeOK4imQ/s1600/IMG_6890.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vmyN3mZTh1o/UWh4Y0rIu2I/AAAAAAAAOVc/zzMUeOK4imQ/s320/IMG_6890.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Isn't that always the way? <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jAnIUlhP0Rw/UWh4mvpeZUI/AAAAAAAAOVk/jKyh806ImT4/s1600/IMG_6892.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jAnIUlhP0Rw/UWh4mvpeZUI/AAAAAAAAOVk/jKyh806ImT4/s320/IMG_6892.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah! Go, Water Dragon! Eat all those eels! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SdTk7LBtpYw/UWh45N9GTBI/AAAAAAAAOVs/zPEP6rx2rdc/s1600/IMG_6893.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SdTk7LBtpYw/UWh45N9GTBI/AAAAAAAAOVs/zPEP6rx2rdc/s320/IMG_6893.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah! Rout those forces! <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3niWED_i__Q/UWh5FVQsK_I/AAAAAAAAOV0/wXn1MRPf4qM/s1600/IMG_6894.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3niWED_i__Q/UWh5FVQsK_I/AAAAAAAAOV0/wXn1MRPf4qM/s320/IMG_6894.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Dark Lord? That's a new one. Why haven't we heard of him before?<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WYW-g2ukZwk/UWh5eK46T_I/AAAAAAAAOV8/5abfO_jJWB4/s1600/IMG_6895.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WYW-g2ukZwk/UWh5eK46T_I/AAAAAAAAOV8/5abfO_jJWB4/s320/IMG_6895.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Uh oh. Then what? <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aQ5zqh0vm4M/UWh5pCzg5qI/AAAAAAAAOWE/ngyv4ZbO_lw/s1600/IMG_6896.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aQ5zqh0vm4M/UWh5pCzg5qI/AAAAAAAAOWE/ngyv4ZbO_lw/s320/IMG_6896.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />...Oh.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D7z3dcwcdsw/UWh54yXH27I/AAAAAAAAOWM/AB-rfnrp_gQ/s1600/IMG_6897.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D7z3dcwcdsw/UWh54yXH27I/AAAAAAAAOWM/AB-rfnrp_gQ/s320/IMG_6897.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />That's not good at all.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AToVz7veWoc/UWh6BpEdqiI/AAAAAAAAOWU/1OAwAUjXBq0/s1600/IMG_6898.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AToVz7veWoc/UWh6BpEdqiI/AAAAAAAAOWU/1OAwAUjXBq0/s320/IMG_6898.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Now I feel bad for saying mean things about the Water Dragon.<br /><br />Wait. He tried to eat us! Twice! Screw the Water Dragon! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7hpRcmXiBjo/UWh6RYpplyI/AAAAAAAAOWc/u6RqOVhlUms/s1600/IMG_6899.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7hpRcmXiBjo/UWh6RYpplyI/AAAAAAAAOWc/u6RqOVhlUms/s320/IMG_6899.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Screw him and his uncontrollable rage! <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--r_cVyJCapc/UWh6flS5TkI/AAAAAAAAOWk/Mo4wvEIoy4I/s1600/IMG_6900.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--r_cVyJCapc/UWh6flS5TkI/AAAAAAAAOWk/Mo4wvEIoy4I/s320/IMG_6900.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />...Oh.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NLrsJjrroyc/UWh6ozuRl5I/AAAAAAAAOWs/7r5MfkE6Ses/s1600/IMG_6901.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NLrsJjrroyc/UWh6ozuRl5I/AAAAAAAAOWs/7r5MfkE6Ses/s320/IMG_6901.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well, that's fun.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BW94q-laU5I/UWh6zreJ4JI/AAAAAAAAOW0/nbkRDct6egI/s1600/IMG_6903.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BW94q-laU5I/UWh6zreJ4JI/AAAAAAAAOW0/nbkRDct6egI/s320/IMG_6903.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And I'm pretty sure we can't just break it ourselves! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JQWFXvWRBLk/UWh7ANY9tdI/AAAAAAAAOW8/YtOo5jL6Yd4/s1600/IMG_6904.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JQWFXvWRBLk/UWh7ANY9tdI/AAAAAAAAOW8/YtOo5jL6Yd4/s320/IMG_6904.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Wait. I think I know where this is going...<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--KLmI2N-FRc/UWh7J2SZ-KI/AAAAAAAAOXE/FA8NSh5jE-k/s1600/IMG_6906.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--KLmI2N-FRc/UWh7J2SZ-KI/AAAAAAAAOXE/FA8NSh5jE-k/s320/IMG_6906.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />If you break out in a, "MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" I'm going to be so pissed...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-54SbwlaVxHs/UWh7WfKtT_I/AAAAAAAAOXM/1bZoKokKYaw/s1600/IMG_6907.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-54SbwlaVxHs/UWh7WfKtT_I/AAAAAAAAOXM/1bZoKokKYaw/s320/IMG_6907.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Long and hard, eh? That sounds like a- wait, we don't really have time for that now.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G8gsnkLesbA/UWh7htf2HGI/AAAAAAAAOXU/vsN3IQ2Q0f8/s1600/IMG_6908.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G8gsnkLesbA/UWh7htf2HGI/AAAAAAAAOXU/vsN3IQ2Q0f8/s320/IMG_6908.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Is it time to give up yet? <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wnWPaeOnsx8/UWh7qG0tpjI/AAAAAAAAOXc/gOJN2OZh-zI/s1600/IMG_6909.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wnWPaeOnsx8/UWh7qG0tpjI/AAAAAAAAOXc/gOJN2OZh-zI/s320/IMG_6909.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gKKdDRKao08/UWh71L25kCI/AAAAAAAAOXk/6maZnnxHJ1E/s1600/IMG_6910.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a></div>
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T6vWhX8BaZs/UWiDOHdBCLI/AAAAAAAAOa8/Uc0MMsxywSg/s1600/IMG_6950.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>I know exactly how we could do it, too.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gKKdDRKao08/UWh71L25kCI/AAAAAAAAOXk/6maZnnxHJ1E/s1600/IMG_6910.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gKKdDRKao08/UWh71L25kCI/AAAAAAAAOXk/6maZnnxHJ1E/s320/IMG_6910.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Just curl up in a ball on the ground and cry unto the heavens, "DAMN YOU, TIKI IDOL!" <br /><br />Actually, I don't think that would help our cause at all. Okay, carry on.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6tmc_njrQWo/UWh8FLYPMoI/AAAAAAAAOXs/8PyrzT3gLko/s1600/IMG_6911.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6tmc_njrQWo/UWh8FLYPMoI/AAAAAAAAOXs/8PyrzT3gLko/s320/IMG_6911.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />So what are we supposed to do, then? <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-34kWy8noOSI/UWh8NHm8Y-I/AAAAAAAAOX0/xVAY24ubVd8/s1600/IMG_6912.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-34kWy8noOSI/UWh8NHm8Y-I/AAAAAAAAOX0/xVAY24ubVd8/s320/IMG_6912.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well, what are you waiting for? Spill the beans! <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j73mMvO7--0/UWh8Xbi6z_I/AAAAAAAAOX8/8syoAStDVOE/s1600/IMG_6914.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j73mMvO7--0/UWh8Xbi6z_I/AAAAAAAAOX8/8syoAStDVOE/s320/IMG_6914.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh, right. The thing I saw coming.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BMLA_l2OVLg/UWh8xgSJWCI/AAAAAAAAOYE/P57Gx3vwmRU/s1600/IMG_6915.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BMLA_l2OVLg/UWh8xgSJWCI/AAAAAAAAOYE/P57Gx3vwmRU/s320/IMG_6915.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />DAMMIT! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eUWlZ_hM870/UWh86WQqIfI/AAAAAAAAOYM/-gYriSQj5P8/s1600/IMG_6916.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eUWlZ_hM870/UWh86WQqIfI/AAAAAAAAOYM/-gYriSQj5P8/s320/IMG_6916.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />No way. There is no way I'm putting a leash around that thing's neck-<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H7l0DjxsSUw/UWh9NoVd-0I/AAAAAAAAOYU/y3Tsq4DTLAU/s1600/IMG_6917.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H7l0DjxsSUw/UWh9NoVd-0I/AAAAAAAAOYU/y3Tsq4DTLAU/s320/IMG_6917.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah! Because that would be totally crazy! I'm not getting eaten again! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GJxYyRPt7jo/UWh9uCr6Z1I/AAAAAAAAOYc/ceQccTneo0M/s1600/IMG_6920.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GJxYyRPt7jo/UWh9uCr6Z1I/AAAAAAAAOYc/ceQccTneo0M/s320/IMG_6920.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />If it has anything to do with leashing dragons, I'm out! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NcQeOrF49zw/UWh94u2I4mI/AAAAAAAAOYk/eX1YRAYm6hM/s1600/IMG_6921.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NcQeOrF49zw/UWh94u2I4mI/AAAAAAAAOYk/eX1YRAYm6hM/s320/IMG_6921.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />...Okay. What does that mean? <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KZrc2aFCF1w/UWh-DCjgeQI/AAAAAAAAOYs/XuVImfM8Te4/s1600/IMG_6923.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KZrc2aFCF1w/UWh-DCjgeQI/AAAAAAAAOYs/XuVImfM8Te4/s320/IMG_6923.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />OH NO WAY NO HOW LADY<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4QH21MhQeD0/UWh_i3FvqcI/AAAAAAAAOY0/PJbLslS80to/s1600/IMG_6924.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4QH21MhQeD0/UWh_i3FvqcI/AAAAAAAAOY0/PJbLslS80to/s320/IMG_6924.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />THERE IS NO POSSIBLE WAY YOU CAN CONVINCE ME TO DO THAT<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XoGJPcf8v8Q/UWh_vmb0_VI/AAAAAAAAOY8/yqychqmns8M/s1600/IMG_6925.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XoGJPcf8v8Q/UWh_vmb0_VI/AAAAAAAAOY8/yqychqmns8M/s320/IMG_6925.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />STOP TRYING TO TALK ME INTO YOUR FOOL'S ERRAND<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DTtn2tC3sLM/UWh_5Jvd7sI/AAAAAAAAOZE/9dHnIKyOI8U/s1600/IMG_6926.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DTtn2tC3sLM/UWh_5Jvd7sI/AAAAAAAAOZE/9dHnIKyOI8U/s320/IMG_6926.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />THERE IS NO WAY I'M - Wait, what? <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KhH8_uW2rew/UWiAEKbtrzI/AAAAAAAAOZM/JDXNhl8Zq28/s1600/IMG_6928.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KhH8_uW2rew/UWiAEKbtrzI/AAAAAAAAOZM/JDXNhl8Zq28/s320/IMG_6928.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />You can break through the barrier? Wait. GAPING JAWS? <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O3IfyjKGdiw/UWiAO5YVmfI/AAAAAAAAOZU/d6CvcnoQPfk/s1600/IMG_6929.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O3IfyjKGdiw/UWiAO5YVmfI/AAAAAAAAOZU/d6CvcnoQPfk/s320/IMG_6929.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well, I really, really don't want to, but...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AuuQ_ZY7NP0/UWiBCaoUC7I/AAAAAAAAOZc/qI41s6g_eBI/s1600/IMG_6930.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AuuQ_ZY7NP0/UWiBCaoUC7I/AAAAAAAAOZc/qI41s6g_eBI/s320/IMG_6930.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />It's pretty much our only option, isn't it? <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VNXKnp8cPTk/UWiBOa5LqCI/AAAAAAAAOZk/-MHHKorKQ7Y/s1600/IMG_6933.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VNXKnp8cPTk/UWiBOa5LqCI/AAAAAAAAOZk/-MHHKorKQ7Y/s320/IMG_6933.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />My sentiments exactly. For once we agree on something! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JrDBm3aL_uA/UWiBaNezKQI/AAAAAAAAOZs/8Rznd6oo2_w/s1600/IMG_6934.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JrDBm3aL_uA/UWiBaNezKQI/AAAAAAAAOZs/8Rznd6oo2_w/s320/IMG_6934.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well, when you put it like that...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FxXDnyQLLR8/UWiBo4mDfbI/AAAAAAAAOZ0/i0m6pDIOF8I/s1600/IMG_6935.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FxXDnyQLLR8/UWiBo4mDfbI/AAAAAAAAOZ0/i0m6pDIOF8I/s320/IMG_6935.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />SHUT UP! YOU RUINED IT NOW! <br /><br />Well, whatever. We'll do your fool's errand, lady. But if we get eaten, it's your fault! <br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rZL7XzAG8VI/UWiB58mL_5I/AAAAAAAAOZ8/281VnbRzhJQ/s1600/IMG_6939.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rZL7XzAG8VI/UWiB58mL_5I/AAAAAAAAOZ8/281VnbRzhJQ/s320/IMG_6939.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Don't be too grateful. I might change my mind! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HvV1MDDhD6A/UWiCFYBiWII/AAAAAAAAOaE/I1PjgnKfez8/s1600/IMG_6941.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HvV1MDDhD6A/UWiCFYBiWII/AAAAAAAAOaE/I1PjgnKfez8/s320/IMG_6941.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh, goody.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y0QMmEa_mnc/UWiCP-hueEI/AAAAAAAAOaM/qC0zakFYCK8/s1600/IMG_6942.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y0QMmEa_mnc/UWiCP-hueEI/AAAAAAAAOaM/qC0zakFYCK8/s320/IMG_6942.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />With this I can do all sorts of wondrous things.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RfrDSTzljRg/UWiCZ_gIlZI/AAAAAAAAOaU/qBoD4YP6dT4/s1600/IMG_6943.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RfrDSTzljRg/UWiCZ_gIlZI/AAAAAAAAOaU/qBoD4YP6dT4/s320/IMG_6943.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Why am I not surprised by that? <br /><br />And if it was that easy, why don't you send one of your lackeys to do this? <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fUj7Oqgybmk/UWiCmhPO5kI/AAAAAAAAOac/lUvqQk_50_g/s1600/IMG_6945.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fUj7Oqgybmk/UWiCmhPO5kI/AAAAAAAAOac/lUvqQk_50_g/s320/IMG_6945.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />What makes us any different?!<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3WA21glVflw/UWiCu0HXFuI/AAAAAAAAOak/YMWKMDtwzcw/s1600/IMG_6946.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3WA21glVflw/UWiCu0HXFuI/AAAAAAAAOak/YMWKMDtwzcw/s320/IMG_6946.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />You might be the only one who does...<br /><br />So we headed out of the throne room to do our dirty deed. But first, Issun had to yell at me.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uU-4v0bp5L8/UWiC8yxUNbI/AAAAAAAAOas/MltyELdgTT0/s1600/IMG_6948.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uU-4v0bp5L8/UWiC8yxUNbI/AAAAAAAAOas/MltyELdgTT0/s320/IMG_6948.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Relax, Issun. We're probably going to die, but it'll be okay.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h_NNxnWCtUA/UWiDGLOl2DI/AAAAAAAAOa0/FD2SNX2MjQI/s1600/IMG_6949.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h_NNxnWCtUA/UWiDGLOl2DI/AAAAAAAAOa0/FD2SNX2MjQI/s320/IMG_6949.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />There's the spirit.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T6vWhX8BaZs/UWiDOHdBCLI/AAAAAAAAOa8/Uc0MMsxywSg/s1600/IMG_6950.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T6vWhX8BaZs/UWiDOHdBCLI/AAAAAAAAOa8/Uc0MMsxywSg/s320/IMG_6950.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Truly the attitude of a go-getter. <br /><br />And that brings today's post to a close, unfortunately. Check back next time for our adventures inside the Water Dragon! Ugh. That sounded kinda dirty. Oh well. <br /><br />Until next time, heroes!fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-76700399326234064532013-04-06T14:10:00.000-07:002013-04-06T14:10:05.505-07:00Okami Chapter 22: Too Sexy For Your WhaleHello and welcome to my 22nd post about Okami! I would just like to remind you all that the last couple of times I got to post #22 about a game, I was getting close to wrapping things up and being done. Not this time! I wasn't kidding when I said Okami is a long game. And, coincidentally enough, I have 22 hours played on my current game. Yay for useless information! Okay, anyway. In today's post, Our Heroes (tm) discover North Ryoshima Coast, meet a guy who met a whale, and feed some fish to a lonely cat. On with the show! <br />
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The first thing we did, since Queen Himiko had given us the key, was go through the gate to Northern Ryoshima Coast. The coast wasn't cursed, though. Interesting...<br />
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I suggest looking in the water.<br />
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Actually, I wouldn't really get that from "Dragonian Domain," but I think someone did mention it was under the sea.<br />
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Jerk.<br />
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So we headed down the path...but before we could get very far, Waka materialized from thin air! What a convenient ability.<br />
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What do you want now, you weirdo? <br />
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Shut up. And it was actually kind of fun! You know, aside from the choking green mist part.<br />
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And no thanks to you! You could have helped me, you know! <br />
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Good thinking, Issun! I knew I kept you around for a reason.<br />
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Yeah? Well, it looks fine now. Do you know anything about that? <br />
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HEY! That's my job, you jerk! Get out of here and let me do my job! <br />
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Shut up! You ruined it now! It would have been so much better if you'd let ME do it! <br />
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We would have gotten to it eventually! <br />
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Screw you. Are you done talking yet?<br />
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Well, I guess...<br />
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Yeah! You give it right back to him, Issun! <br />
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Stop being mysterious already! <br />
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Well, that's what he keeps telling me, but I haven't actually seen him do any art...<br />
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Why? You've decided to become an art collector? <br />
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You tell him, Issun! <br />
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Why wouldn't he be? You stole our thunder! <br />
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So Waka told a little story about some guy who stole his grandfather's paintings and claimed them as his own even though he couldn't really paint anything. What an interesting story. What are you trying to imply here, Waka? <br />
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Is there a point to this story?<br />
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Wood sprite? <br />
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Didn't you show me a painting of a wood sprite, Issun?<br />
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Well, I'm sure it's probably nothing. There are probably lots of paintings of wood sprites out there.<br />
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What's your problem, Waka? Do you have a problem with the company I keep?<br />
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Shut up, Waka! My dubious friend and I have more important things to do right now! <br />
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See? He doesn't know what you're talking about. And I trust him completely.<br />
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HAHA! OH ISSUN, YOU SO FUNNY.<br />
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Ooh. He's really pissed! You'd better look out, Waka. You wouldn't want to wake up with a tiny sword stuck in your foot! <br />
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Well, you did just basically accuse him of being a thief and a liar, so...<br />
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He didn't have any prophecies for us this time, which was probably a good thing, since they usually turn out to be worthless anyway.<br />
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Yeah, get out of here so I can fight this wheel with a nose on it. <br />
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You read that right. There was a nose on that wheel.<br />
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The next one will have a chin on it, right? Or maybe a tongue? <br />
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Anyway, it was easy to kill, and we moved on. <br />
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As we were traveling through N. Ryoshima Coast, though, we couldn't help but notice an annoying sound echoing through the land. It sounded like something crying, or...meowing, or something. Fortunately, we met a little girl who explained some of what was going on.<br />
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Catcall Tower, eh? Too bad I didn't get a picture of it. It was a ridiculously tall tower on an island a little ways away from the shore.<br />
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You don't say?! I never would have guessed.<br />
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...But no one would know for sure, because the tower goes so far up into the stratosphere.<br />
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Okay, you're losing me here.<br />
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Giant cat turns into cat god? How did the cat get onto the tower in the first place? <br />
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Wait, wait, wait. So there was originally just some cat...that lived for a really long time...and turned into a god...so it built the tower? Why doesn't this seem remotely plausible to me? <br />
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Did it throw a hissy fit? Ah, I crack myself up.<br />
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Wouldn't it just starve to death first? And if the original cat turned to stone, what's making the noise? <br />
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And nobody ever bothered to climb the tower to check on the cat statue? Why am I not surprised?<br />
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I don't know if "saddest" is really the right word to use. "Weirdest," maybe. But then, they didn't even bother to give you a name, so I don't know how much stock I should put in your story anyway. <br />
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After the girl was done telling us her story, we wandered down to the beach...where we found some neighborhood bullies beating up the local fisherman. After we rescued him, he told us his story.<br />
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When he was younger, someone named Orca met him at the pier and took him to the Dragonian Domain. Interesting.<br />
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This happened a long time ago, and apparently Orca never came back after that. Well, now I'm here, so clearly that's going to change.<br />
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Worthy of the Dragon Palace? Well, I'm Amaterasu, so I should be good. I don't know about Issun, though.<br />
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So we decided to sit on the nearby dock all night and wait for Orca to come. And in the morning...<br />
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Something arrived! <br />
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That looks like a whale. What a surprise! <br />
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It's such a happy whale! <br />
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Maybe it's just happy it finally found someone it could take to the Dragon Palace.<br />
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Urashima? Get out of here, you bum! It's my turn to go to the Dragonian Domain! <br />
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Clearly that means the time for your adventuring is over. Move aside! <br />
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Without waiting for an answer, he tried to climb into Orca's basket...which ended badly when Orca basically drop-kicked him into the ocean.<br />
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Bye! Hope the Water Dragon doesn't eat you! <br />
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Doesn't seem possible, does it? <br />
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Look, he's all sparkly! He MUST be the emissary! <br />
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He's got some kind of symbol on his head. Must be the symbol of the Dragonian Domain or something.<br />
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If only it were that easy! <br />
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Oh, yeah. Orca's voice sounds like something out of Alvin and the Chipmunks. Maybe he breathes a lot of helium.<br />
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Really? So we could swim around on you and visit all the islands without having to worry about being eaten by the Water Dragon? Because I don't like being eaten when I try to go to any of the islands around here.<br />
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Issun seemed a little hesitant about riding on the whale, but Amaterasu really, really wanted to, for some reason. In the above picture, she was standing on the whale's head trying to get into the basket, but slipped and fell on the dock. <br />
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Whee! We get to ride on a whale! <br />
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NO, REALLY? I THOUGHT WE WERE JUST GOING TO GO EXPLORING.<br />
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Wait, what? <br />
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Otohime? Who's that? And did Urashima have to complete this ordeal, too? <br />
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Of course it couldn't be as easy as just taking us there. Why do we have to go around proving ourselves all the time? Why can't somebody just take our word for it for once? <br />
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I would hope so, since the whole thing was her decree.<br />
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-md3LSOrEXhs/UWB-bvb1hEI/AAAAAAAAOJM/TXayjXmM7Bc/s1600/IMG_6752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>Like I said before...maybe it'd be a good idea to reserve our judgement until we know what's going on? <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g0wove_gS_E/UWB6rb2waRI/AAAAAAAAOIE/Ayvp6Ks5CTs/s1600/IMG_6741.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g0wove_gS_E/UWB6rb2waRI/AAAAAAAAOIE/Ayvp6Ks5CTs/s320/IMG_6741.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />A whirlpool? Oh good God...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cdfl8MGHnSM/UWB60SyDh_I/AAAAAAAAOIM/GCHfItPFuek/s1600/IMG_6742.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cdfl8MGHnSM/UWB60SyDh_I/AAAAAAAAOIM/GCHfItPFuek/s320/IMG_6742.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well, that's nice. So we get to find the whirlpool? <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a1-ZrUV4BVw/UWB8Il-9UbI/AAAAAAAAOIU/bpwNRoQxFdc/s1600/IMG_6744.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a1-ZrUV4BVw/UWB8Il-9UbI/AAAAAAAAOIU/bpwNRoQxFdc/s320/IMG_6744.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Okay then...<br /><br />Being the taskmasters we are, though, we had to do some exploring first. When we got close to the island with Catcall Tower on it, though, the meowing from it finally started to annoy Issun, I guess.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-osFb_Suwby8/UWB8jDy0HJI/AAAAAAAAOIc/h9_MeImKh78/s1600/IMG_6746.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-osFb_Suwby8/UWB8jDy0HJI/AAAAAAAAOIc/h9_MeImKh78/s320/IMG_6746.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />The tower we can't see the vast majority of in that picture? Okay. <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Yy-F88KuYM/UWB83SuI5MI/AAAAAAAAOIk/orBdJSngKRI/s1600/IMG_6747.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Yy-F88KuYM/UWB83SuI5MI/AAAAAAAAOIk/orBdJSngKRI/s320/IMG_6747.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I dunno, it's mostly just annoying to me.<br /><br />So we landed on Catcall Island (no idea if that's its name or not). Here's what we found! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0KISL9ZwyAY/UWB9JmSeafI/AAAAAAAAOIs/NmX6iL92ghY/s1600/IMG_6748.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0KISL9ZwyAY/UWB9JmSeafI/AAAAAAAAOIs/NmX6iL92ghY/s320/IMG_6748.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />What is that, a tree? Some kind of roots? Well, we'd better go inside and see.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-COSU3-z1f-w/UWB9UIuTB2I/AAAAAAAAOI0/0JraZeh1efk/s1600/IMG_6749.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-COSU3-z1f-w/UWB9UIuTB2I/AAAAAAAAOI0/0JraZeh1efk/s320/IMG_6749.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />So that's the tower, eh? I wonder what all those yellow spots are.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cE-aXrbvq1w/UWB9kGCz3sI/AAAAAAAAOI8/IECj3LiCTSE/s1600/IMG_6750.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cE-aXrbvq1w/UWB9kGCz3sI/AAAAAAAAOI8/IECj3LiCTSE/s320/IMG_6750.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Something with sticky feet climbed all over it? <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-snkk7AJU-Dk/UWB-NExgZmI/AAAAAAAAOJE/SCAtTtAGgw8/s1600/IMG_6751.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-snkk7AJU-Dk/UWB-NExgZmI/AAAAAAAAOJE/SCAtTtAGgw8/s320/IMG_6751.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Catwalk? That's what it's called? Well, I guess someone's too sexy for better ability names.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-md3LSOrEXhs/UWB-bvb1hEI/AAAAAAAAOJM/TXayjXmM7Bc/s1600/IMG_6752.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-md3LSOrEXhs/UWB-bvb1hEI/AAAAAAAAOJM/TXayjXmM7Bc/s320/IMG_6752.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UhigxflAqWo/UWCKv3KDjRI/AAAAAAAAOLU/W3gV3OiX22I/s1600/IMG_6778.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>YOU MEAN IF WE CLIMB THIS TOWER WE MIGHT GET A NEW BRUSH TECHNIQUE?! HOLY CRAP, I'M TOTALLY THERE! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PvT5xOEZ_-0/UWB-pfNZEdI/AAAAAAAAOJU/PirsPnLdlJY/s1600/IMG_6754.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PvT5xOEZ_-0/UWB-pfNZEdI/AAAAAAAAOJU/PirsPnLdlJY/s320/IMG_6754.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Just as soon as I defeat this enemy that looks like three scythes tied together. Which was pretty easy, actually.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PFnXDqTQr2E/UWB-3UZoKuI/AAAAAAAAOJc/xaArbD0vI_8/s1600/IMG_6758.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PFnXDqTQr2E/UWB-3UZoKuI/AAAAAAAAOJc/xaArbD0vI_8/s320/IMG_6758.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Just try and stop me! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iph3tJEr-1w/UWB--K2NUEI/AAAAAAAAOJk/1ZQ7e872P2Y/s1600/IMG_6759.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iph3tJEr-1w/UWB--K2NUEI/AAAAAAAAOJk/1ZQ7e872P2Y/s320/IMG_6759.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I know cats are supposed to be really good at climbing things, but I'm pretty sure they can't walk on walls. That kind of thing is reserved for spiders...and Spider-Man, I guess. Well, insects/arachnids in general.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LDOzDIGxcBA/UWB_THkldAI/AAAAAAAAOJs/enBz4bMln0E/s1600/IMG_6760.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LDOzDIGxcBA/UWB_THkldAI/AAAAAAAAOJs/enBz4bMln0E/s320/IMG_6760.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Hopefully this gives you a bit of an idea how tall the tower is. Because it's pretty ridiculous.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U0IoRz-MdnA/UWCBaRXrnTI/AAAAAAAAOJ0/nYUwQXjUMDY/s1600/IMG_6761.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U0IoRz-MdnA/UWCBaRXrnTI/AAAAAAAAOJ0/nYUwQXjUMDY/s320/IMG_6761.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And here we are at the top of the tower. It took forever to get to this point. Seriously, this tower is impossibly tall. Plus we had to keep stopping for treasure, and to feed the occasional cat on the occasional tower platform.<br /><br />And at the almost-top of the structure at the top of the tower, we found...THIS!<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iol7W69FvuQ/UWCBzSiqkzI/AAAAAAAAOJ8/bg2Zb4u-eSs/s1600/IMG_6763.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iol7W69FvuQ/UWCBzSiqkzI/AAAAAAAAOJ8/bg2Zb4u-eSs/s320/IMG_6763.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Another one? How do these cats keep getting up here? <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hgUaHIittUA/UWCDDvfvmkI/AAAAAAAAOKE/t1llx8nfayI/s1600/IMG_6764.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hgUaHIittUA/UWCDDvfvmkI/AAAAAAAAOKE/t1llx8nfayI/s320/IMG_6764.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Being lonely, maybe? I dunno, maybe it's the one making all those weird noises.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fq-5Xh0HlBk/UWCDvggN8_I/AAAAAAAAOKM/z3a6kzLJfVQ/s1600/IMG_6766.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fq-5Xh0HlBk/UWCDvggN8_I/AAAAAAAAOKM/z3a6kzLJfVQ/s320/IMG_6766.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Hmm, I think that's a hint. Okay, I'll feed it some fish.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bc0R4yNN51c/UWCD5EsQhJI/AAAAAAAAOKU/wyhtojOVyco/s1600/IMG_6768.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bc0R4yNN51c/UWCD5EsQhJI/AAAAAAAAOKU/wyhtojOVyco/s320/IMG_6768.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Finally! Those meows were driving me crazy! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vcg2mJl6ono/UWCECP4z-BI/AAAAAAAAOKc/P7XeL7hh3PQ/s1600/IMG_6769.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vcg2mJl6ono/UWCECP4z-BI/AAAAAAAAOKc/P7XeL7hh3PQ/s320/IMG_6769.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />OUR NEW BRUSH TECHNIQUE!!! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RtffroRkL7Y/UWCFrzgr7PI/AAAAAAAAOKk/tZOQ8P3KL5w/s1600/IMG_6771.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RtffroRkL7Y/UWCFrzgr7PI/AAAAAAAAOKk/tZOQ8P3KL5w/s320/IMG_6771.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Our constellation, which looks...like a house with a dog hiding behind it? (Bonus points if you can spot the lurker...)<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYGPjBu33lI/UWCF9bv5TjI/AAAAAAAAOKs/Us1fLJDBtMY/s1600/IMG_6772.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYGPjBu33lI/UWCF9bv5TjI/AAAAAAAAOKs/Us1fLJDBtMY/s320/IMG_6772.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Okay, forget the house-with-dog thing. It's clearly a demonic-looking cat.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wy6L1elx3Sw/UWCGJAYWmII/AAAAAAAAOK0/WyAkaglgJjk/s1600/IMG_6773.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wy6L1elx3Sw/UWCGJAYWmII/AAAAAAAAOK0/WyAkaglgJjk/s320/IMG_6773.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />...THAT'S GONNA POUNCE! LOOK OUT, ISSUN! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OHR7d-Lqy_k/UWCGU3uW9oI/AAAAAAAAOK8/tHvEddf5lyg/s1600/IMG_6775.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OHR7d-Lqy_k/UWCGU3uW9oI/AAAAAAAAOK8/tHvEddf5lyg/s320/IMG_6775.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Bwuh? <br /><br />And then Issun ran off and the cat and I ran through a blurry field of flowers to play a little soccer with him as the ball. No more than he deserves for being an idiot, I guess.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hjrzaHF4tW0/UWCGko6CLpI/AAAAAAAAOLE/Sey9froQbyg/s1600/IMG_6776.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hjrzaHF4tW0/UWCGko6CLpI/AAAAAAAAOLE/Sey9froQbyg/s320/IMG_6776.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I wish that picture hadn't been so blurry, because it was a really great little scene.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jgho1Cp0NYM/UWCGx_ZMBkI/AAAAAAAAOLM/0maNo4xb270/s1600/IMG_6777.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jgho1Cp0NYM/UWCGx_ZMBkI/AAAAAAAAOLM/0maNo4xb270/s320/IMG_6777.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh, I see. It's some kind of mirror with a fish on it and the cat is being Spider-Cat. <br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UhigxflAqWo/UWCKv3KDjRI/AAAAAAAAOLU/W3gV3OiX22I/s1600/IMG_6778.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UhigxflAqWo/UWCKv3KDjRI/AAAAAAAAOLU/W3gV3OiX22I/s320/IMG_6778.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqUBcEsq5Yg/UWCMJkj8ucI/AAAAAAAAOL0/VX7yaIRPfG4/s1600/IMG_6782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>What whirlpool? It's hidden, remember? <br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oHjNx31sOz8/UWCLGBE-L5I/AAAAAAAAOLc/jVvLjYMczgk/s1600/IMG_6779.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oHjNx31sOz8/UWCLGBE-L5I/AAAAAAAAOLc/jVvLjYMczgk/s320/IMG_6779.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />That's fine, if a little weird...but it looks like it might get uncomfortable after a while...<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkzKgv1izOA/UWCLSo296MI/AAAAAAAAOLk/TzaIkj56brY/s1600/IMG_6780.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkzKgv1izOA/UWCLSo296MI/AAAAAAAAOLk/TzaIkj56brY/s320/IMG_6780.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Walls? You're the god of WALLS? Why aren't you the god of climbing, or...daring-ness, or something?<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ajsCkle64uA/UWCLebDxCDI/AAAAAAAAOLs/YBDv9L0I5cE/s1600/IMG_6781.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ajsCkle64uA/UWCLebDxCDI/AAAAAAAAOLs/YBDv9L0I5cE/s320/IMG_6781.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Okay, cool. What can I do with this awesome new ability? <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqUBcEsq5Yg/UWCMJkj8ucI/AAAAAAAAOL0/VX7yaIRPfG4/s1600/IMG_6782.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqUBcEsq5Yg/UWCMJkj8ucI/AAAAAAAAOL0/VX7yaIRPfG4/s320/IMG_6782.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5WEWlnZZmWM/UWCN1scscmI/AAAAAAAAOM0/YsTVgei8sog/s1600/IMG_6790.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>Well, yes, his speech bubble did say that on it...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cRTasCDgF4U/UWCMjAROHpI/AAAAAAAAOME/2vrMERrwnxs/s1600/IMG_6784.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cRTasCDgF4U/UWCMjAROHpI/AAAAAAAAOME/2vrMERrwnxs/s320/IMG_6784.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />He was the god of walls...<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eeEqEiWewtA/UWCMrXbTLDI/AAAAAAAAOMM/lqESKiQv6_8/s1600/IMG_6785.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eeEqEiWewtA/UWCMrXbTLDI/AAAAAAAAOMM/lqESKiQv6_8/s320/IMG_6785.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />It is? I thought it was just a cat.<br /><br />So then we noticed a cat statue next to one of the walls nearby. How convenient.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5yH973daDUo/UWCM-7b4z9I/AAAAAAAAOMU/7DBM_KFW6w8/s1600/IMG_6786.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5yH973daDUo/UWCM-7b4z9I/AAAAAAAAOMU/7DBM_KFW6w8/s320/IMG_6786.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I think I've seen a few of those scattered around Nippon...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5JNPDNQCmo/UWCNJAWreDI/AAAAAAAAOMc/3NzlozNdKgg/s1600/IMG_6787.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5JNPDNQCmo/UWCNJAWreDI/AAAAAAAAOMc/3NzlozNdKgg/s320/IMG_6787.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Okay...so what does that do, exactly? <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jqE3-vOo0OM/UWCNWbPiBSI/AAAAAAAAOMk/1s7KI6kyRbE/s1600/IMG_6788.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jqE3-vOo0OM/UWCNWbPiBSI/AAAAAAAAOMk/1s7KI6kyRbE/s320/IMG_6788.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />So basically, Catwalk lets me draw a line upward from a cat statue to put those yellow paw prints on a wall so I can climb it. When I climbed the wall, we found...this! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3k4So2cJ3M/UWCNs_KtL9I/AAAAAAAAOMs/5llokWlFZ_Y/s1600/IMG_6789.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3k4So2cJ3M/UWCNs_KtL9I/AAAAAAAAOMs/5llokWlFZ_Y/s320/IMG_6789.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />That is a giant cat statue. Well, that girl did say something about a statue...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5WEWlnZZmWM/UWCN1scscmI/AAAAAAAAOM0/YsTVgei8sog/s1600/IMG_6790.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5WEWlnZZmWM/UWCN1scscmI/AAAAAAAAOM0/YsTVgei8sog/s320/IMG_6790.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />DO YOU SEE ANYTHING ABOVE IT, GENIUS? <br /><br />Seriously, Issun. You're worse than Fi sometimes! <br /><br />And that brings me to my stopping point for today. Check back next time for my exciting account of how we found the whirlpool we were looking before! There wasn't any aimless wandering around in the sea looking for it, I assure you. *cough* Okay, anyway. Until next time, heroes!fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-51180446871658581732013-03-30T22:21:00.001-07:002013-03-30T22:21:28.578-07:00Okami Chapter 21: FIRE HOTHello, readers, and welcome to yet another post about Okami. In today's post, we discover what the Fire Tablet is used for, and we also travel to an exciting new area! Read on to experience the excitement!<br />
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Since our next goal seemed to be to confront Queen Himiko, we headed to her palace in the Aristocratic Quarter. The two guards at the entrance didn't want to let us past, but a quick application of mist slowed them down enough for us to sneak past. And when we went inside the palace, we met this lady!<br />
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cObf1p7sPP4/UVfHbJmWKbI/AAAAAAAAN_U/I4UNHQMbUjw/s1600/IMG_6650.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>Foreseen? That's...ominous.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ykz8qFFCdLk/UVe29K1j9oI/AAAAAAAAN1w/NwkZ7gZgk8I/s1600/IMG_6542.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ykz8qFFCdLk/UVe29K1j9oI/AAAAAAAAN1w/NwkZ7gZgk8I/s320/IMG_6542.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />OKAY, OKAY, WE'RE GOING.<br /><br />So we hopped on the handy elevator. I wonder what poor sap had to operate the machinery so we could go up? Or maybe it's just magic.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dyS0S_V-GgU/UVe3hSdSNqI/AAAAAAAAN14/pczJmGjR_20/s1600/IMG_6543.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dyS0S_V-GgU/UVe3hSdSNqI/AAAAAAAAN14/pczJmGjR_20/s320/IMG_6543.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And when we got to the top, we found...this! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HeJRBREv5UI/UVe3xm_jAzI/AAAAAAAAN2A/KY_SCqk0Vzo/s1600/IMG_6544.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HeJRBREv5UI/UVe3xm_jAzI/AAAAAAAAN2A/KY_SCqk0Vzo/s320/IMG_6544.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Lava?! Weird. <br /><br />Here's a blurry picture of Issun saying something inane.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-maJpuu_oVRQ/UVe37YkOZmI/AAAAAAAAN2I/S52pg8001yk/s1600/IMG_6545.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-maJpuu_oVRQ/UVe37YkOZmI/AAAAAAAAN2I/S52pg8001yk/s320/IMG_6545.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well, duh. <br /><br />When I first played the game, I hadn't visited Sasa Sanctuary when I got to this point, so it took me a while to realize that swimming around in the lava wasn't going to get me anywhere. Fortunately, we have the Fire Tablet, so this is nothing but a slight setback. <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WoUi8m3FwLE/UVe4WcRsq1I/AAAAAAAAN2Q/W1ef4XOw5Oo/s1600/IMG_6546.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WoUi8m3FwLE/UVe4WcRsq1I/AAAAAAAAN2Q/W1ef4XOw5Oo/s320/IMG_6546.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well, evidently not, or she wouldn't have foreseen our arrival...<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DzssBZmbLnw/UVe4fTcabCI/AAAAAAAAN2Y/cchhftRbbHM/s1600/IMG_6547.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DzssBZmbLnw/UVe4fTcabCI/AAAAAAAAN2Y/cchhftRbbHM/s320/IMG_6547.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Way ahead of you, pal. Here's a picture of us swimming around in the lava just for kicks! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bkyYYbqrBpc/UVe4o5rHoaI/AAAAAAAAN2g/2OucqYh1Wi8/s1600/IMG_6549.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bkyYYbqrBpc/UVe4o5rHoaI/AAAAAAAAN2g/2OucqYh1Wi8/s320/IMG_6549.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />There was actually a surprisingly small amount of lava, considering how long the hallway behind it was. Come to think of it, how was the lava even there without melting the palace? Magic, I guess.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2GYy5FWnaU/UVe49OwjYOI/AAAAAAAAN2o/_2l7OlgTyTs/s1600/IMG_6550.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2GYy5FWnaU/UVe49OwjYOI/AAAAAAAAN2o/_2l7OlgTyTs/s320/IMG_6550.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And this is the door we found at the end of the really long hallway. I mean, they could have put a lot more lava in there, and maybe it would do a better job of keeping out evildoers. I mean, I'm just saying.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yRi9p40vmhs/UVe5TxVMMDI/AAAAAAAAN2w/0ESHvCVmT-Q/s1600/IMG_6551.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yRi9p40vmhs/UVe5TxVMMDI/AAAAAAAAN2w/0ESHvCVmT-Q/s320/IMG_6551.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And in the above picture, we're in the giant room we found ourselves in when we went through the door. That's some kind of screen there on the other end of the room.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xih85nMO0eM/UVe5nICrU6I/AAAAAAAAN24/IULzH8Nuo5o/s1600/IMG_6552.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xih85nMO0eM/UVe5nICrU6I/AAAAAAAAN24/IULzH8Nuo5o/s320/IMG_6552.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And then things started getting creepy. Or maybe the music was just making it seem that way.<br /><br />And behind the screen...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FeEd_14B7Fc/UVe50HORZ4I/AAAAAAAAN3A/5J4uwcX8ylo/s1600/IMG_6553.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FeEd_14B7Fc/UVe50HORZ4I/AAAAAAAAN3A/5J4uwcX8ylo/s320/IMG_6553.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Some kind of altar, and a person, and a crystal ball?<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5xOwO5Byj7o/UVe5_gcndlI/AAAAAAAAN3I/5emYLEbhFuo/s1600/IMG_6555.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5xOwO5Byj7o/UVe5_gcndlI/AAAAAAAAN3I/5emYLEbhFuo/s320/IMG_6555.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I guess so. It's hard to tell with that screen in the way...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AnjjBC1-ZCc/UVe6YXpoy2I/AAAAAAAAN3Q/MkX-npoTy-4/s1600/IMG_6556.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AnjjBC1-ZCc/UVe6YXpoy2I/AAAAAAAAN3Q/MkX-npoTy-4/s320/IMG_6556.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Could have been tighter. I'm just saying! <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6joSSQggYtU/UVe6g3aNlBI/AAAAAAAAN3c/wPHoZYifYRA/s1600/IMG_6557.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6joSSQggYtU/UVe6g3aNlBI/AAAAAAAAN3c/wPHoZYifYRA/s320/IMG_6557.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah, I guess.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b7XB0v2b-C8/UVe6oZhtynI/AAAAAAAAN3k/jTSsbrnMh5U/s1600/IMG_6559.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b7XB0v2b-C8/UVe6oZhtynI/AAAAAAAAN3k/jTSsbrnMh5U/s320/IMG_6559.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Okay, that is creepy.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HI3r_0jNeQ8/UVe6yT5l9mI/AAAAAAAAN3s/MS1mQLV-88k/s1600/IMG_6560.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HI3r_0jNeQ8/UVe6yT5l9mI/AAAAAAAAN3s/MS1mQLV-88k/s320/IMG_6560.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />She knew both our names. Impressive.<br /><br />Issun, of course, was slightly perturbed by this, but didn't waste any time getting down to business.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mKQrszTTaLk/UVe7BeLGYuI/AAAAAAAAN30/Qv1vuOmxavI/s1600/IMG_6562.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mKQrszTTaLk/UVe7BeLGYuI/AAAAAAAAN30/Qv1vuOmxavI/s320/IMG_6562.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Of course she knew! But it wouldn't have been good for city morale if she'd gone out and let herself be seen crawling around on the ground, would it? <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TyIKlB2pzwg/UVe7NpIkMQI/AAAAAAAAN38/jYMti03KxNs/s1600/IMG_6563.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TyIKlB2pzwg/UVe7NpIkMQI/AAAAAAAAN38/jYMti03KxNs/s320/IMG_6563.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Hey, now. She is the Queen, after all. You might want to be careful how you talk to her...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GbO0ulT-vzw/UVe7Y14ZOeI/AAAAAAAAN4E/QxqSuZMxDGY/s1600/IMG_6564.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GbO0ulT-vzw/UVe7Y14ZOeI/AAAAAAAAN4E/QxqSuZMxDGY/s320/IMG_6564.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Interesting...<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bZSPHzTwmEI/UVe711URmII/AAAAAAAAN4M/1fWWt7GJB-I/s1600/IMG_6566.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bZSPHzTwmEI/UVe711URmII/AAAAAAAAN4M/1fWWt7GJB-I/s320/IMG_6566.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I, uh...I don't think she's evil...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K3ZDcz8xTn0/UVe8Zau5d8I/AAAAAAAAN4U/98bZmg8qvoU/s1600/IMG_6567.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K3ZDcz8xTn0/UVe8Zau5d8I/AAAAAAAAN4U/98bZmg8qvoU/s320/IMG_6567.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah, she's not evil. Tone it down, Issun.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gb5yiBRWSOY/UVe85X8vbhI/AAAAAAAAN4c/3BBVhtepgYo/s1600/IMG_6569.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gb5yiBRWSOY/UVe85X8vbhI/AAAAAAAAN4c/3BBVhtepgYo/s320/IMG_6569.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Issun, I said tone it down...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uCVJyWBS3Bw/UVe9EBzlWOI/AAAAAAAAN4k/hSLMZiAz5FE/s1600/IMG_6570.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uCVJyWBS3Bw/UVe9EBzlWOI/AAAAAAAAN4k/hSLMZiAz5FE/s320/IMG_6570.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />NO! I said tone it down! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QPdATIJBwOk/UVe9cM8cSzI/AAAAAAAAN4s/4C0Zq1r1DpM/s1600/IMG_6571.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QPdATIJBwOk/UVe9cM8cSzI/AAAAAAAAN4s/4C0Zq1r1DpM/s320/IMG_6571.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />But the curtain isn't even grimy! Knock it off! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrGv-4P5H0/UVe9n_8KseI/AAAAAAAAN40/j62ln8veeFw/s1600/IMG_6572.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrGv-4P5H0/UVe9n_8KseI/AAAAAAAAN40/j62ln8veeFw/s320/IMG_6572.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />TONE IT DOWN TONE IT DOWN TONE IT DOWN! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIOZ3NnlFAc/UVe9zsDqOCI/AAAAAAAAN48/3jczqBSzItA/s1600/IMG_6573.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIOZ3NnlFAc/UVe9zsDqOCI/AAAAAAAAN48/3jczqBSzItA/s320/IMG_6573.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah! She's the Queen! She could order us killed at any second! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FC5XuRvoRks/UVe9-nF6zFI/AAAAAAAAN5E/plYBp6xtovQ/s1600/IMG_6574.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FC5XuRvoRks/UVe9-nF6zFI/AAAAAAAAN5E/plYBp6xtovQ/s320/IMG_6574.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah, I guess...<br /><br />So she offered her most sincere apologies...and then the screen went up! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8SxpHElw0aM/UVe-QwvC6NI/AAAAAAAAN5M/HDJj_VE6ip4/s1600/IMG_6579.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8SxpHElw0aM/UVe-QwvC6NI/AAAAAAAAN5M/HDJj_VE6ip4/s320/IMG_6579.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Predictably, she was really hot. <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sDnR_kZqWJ4/UVe-e99HHaI/AAAAAAAAN5U/g_nKHBUWV3Q/s1600/IMG_6580.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sDnR_kZqWJ4/UVe-e99HHaI/AAAAAAAAN5U/g_nKHBUWV3Q/s320/IMG_6580.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Issun being Issun, he was struck speechless by this incredible reveal.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cmii33v0cSU/UVe-1-t51ZI/AAAAAAAAN5c/b09wGmHwnrk/s1600/IMG_6582.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cmii33v0cSU/UVe-1-t51ZI/AAAAAAAAN5c/b09wGmHwnrk/s320/IMG_6582.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />So you've just been praying nonstop instead? <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tmXfoX2ymAI/UVe_EQCpJOI/AAAAAAAAN5k/m40ho0aNqkU/s1600/IMG_6584.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tmXfoX2ymAI/UVe_EQCpJOI/AAAAAAAAN5k/m40ho0aNqkU/s320/IMG_6584.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />...I see. Well, Issun and I did show up eventually, I guess.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GVGKbOL4jJ4/UVe_OHtQnOI/AAAAAAAAN5s/hWznqAW8w9g/s1600/IMG_6585.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GVGKbOL4jJ4/UVe_OHtQnOI/AAAAAAAAN5s/hWznqAW8w9g/s320/IMG_6585.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Here's a hint: speak in complete sentences. Wait, what's Oni Island?<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--odsTj-_gEc/UVe_YrpuQCI/AAAAAAAAN50/G3hBW0Zr6sg/s1600/IMG_6588.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--odsTj-_gEc/UVe_YrpuQCI/AAAAAAAAN50/G3hBW0Zr6sg/s320/IMG_6588.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />With an intimidating name like Oni Island, who knows?<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8XPnZvK0Oyk/UVe_jocPTAI/AAAAAAAAN58/mgAGUqia92c/s1600/IMG_6590.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8XPnZvK0Oyk/UVe_jocPTAI/AAAAAAAAN58/mgAGUqia92c/s320/IMG_6590.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well, that generally means she doesn't know where it is...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fD2EKteVLuI/UVe_sBKqrTI/AAAAAAAAN6E/ipE0etSZhPI/s1600/IMG_6591.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fD2EKteVLuI/UVe_sBKqrTI/AAAAAAAAN6E/ipE0etSZhPI/s320/IMG_6591.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I think we're still at the part where she doesn't know where it is to start with.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-evT_U9K8MPQ/UVe_2hrfh3I/AAAAAAAAN6M/vj1t7XPSw7g/s1600/IMG_6592.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-evT_U9K8MPQ/UVe_2hrfh3I/AAAAAAAAN6M/vj1t7XPSw7g/s320/IMG_6592.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Okay, I'll bite. How is an island elusive? <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fkmuui4O2A8/UVe__MvNWPI/AAAAAAAAN6U/rmdMg86iJ4g/s1600/IMG_6593.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fkmuui4O2A8/UVe__MvNWPI/AAAAAAAAN6U/rmdMg86iJ4g/s320/IMG_6593.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh. That's...interesting. Hah! You can tell it's an evil island because it has horns! Or cat ears; I'm not quite sure.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WiG-tRZStgw/UVfALfiQslI/AAAAAAAAN6c/6X_htMpi0Es/s1600/IMG_6594.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WiG-tRZStgw/UVfALfiQslI/AAAAAAAAN6c/6X_htMpi0Es/s320/IMG_6594.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And you come in...how?<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w8IRJP9M4k8/UVfAVUFHPXI/AAAAAAAAN6k/dYg7ISVfXso/s1600/IMG_6595.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w8IRJP9M4k8/UVfAVUFHPXI/AAAAAAAAN6k/dYg7ISVfXso/s320/IMG_6595.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Presumably they'd just end up on the shore staring out to sea, right? Since the Water Dragon would just sink their ship anyway? <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MyemZZxfL80/UVfAiNf1GRI/AAAAAAAAN6s/noqeeGf7shQ/s1600/IMG_6599.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MyemZZxfL80/UVfAiNf1GRI/AAAAAAAAN6s/noqeeGf7shQ/s320/IMG_6599.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />The crystal ball? That's it? This is a country where everything has a name, and the crystal ball doesn't?<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uzaxYV2PT7s/UVfAtwCXXtI/AAAAAAAAN60/SC5Z1aLOy-k/s1600/IMG_6600.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uzaxYV2PT7s/UVfAtwCXXtI/AAAAAAAAN60/SC5Z1aLOy-k/s320/IMG_6600.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Forever, eh? That's a pretty long time.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NyChWw_KLFs/UVfA2FrDW4I/AAAAAAAAN68/lwBQM_7LF4A/s1600/IMG_6601.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NyChWw_KLFs/UVfA2FrDW4I/AAAAAAAAN68/lwBQM_7LF4A/s320/IMG_6601.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And in all that time, nobody gave it a name? Tsk tsk.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sGIcpXBkf6k/UVfA-i-mfBI/AAAAAAAAN7E/YPelwvZAJZU/s1600/IMG_6602.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sGIcpXBkf6k/UVfA-i-mfBI/AAAAAAAAN7E/YPelwvZAJZU/s320/IMG_6602.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh. Well, that explains the part where you foretold our arrival. Come to think of it, that crystal ball looks like the one we saw right after we defeated Orochi. You must have been the person commanding Waka to come back to the city! Sneaky.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l75tAr_zEBU/UVfBPaF1H3I/AAAAAAAAN7M/THaGrAbpx2A/s1600/IMG_6603.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l75tAr_zEBU/UVfBPaF1H3I/AAAAAAAAN7M/THaGrAbpx2A/s320/IMG_6603.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />So if, say, a <i>friend</i> wanted to know which city bars have the best drink specials on any given night, the crystal ball could tell us?<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gRNpiy9SBtw/UVfBZxj3ooI/AAAAAAAAN7U/EXfMH62z2RE/s1600/IMG_6605.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gRNpiy9SBtw/UVfBZxj3ooI/AAAAAAAAN7U/EXfMH62z2RE/s320/IMG_6605.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Okay. So the bar thing is out of the question? Or would it be really easy since it's not an important request? My...<i>friend</i> wants to know.<br /><br />So she went on to explain that if the monsters knew Himiko was praying nonstop, they'd stop at nothing to...uh, stop her.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--S4PWPw2Hik/UVfB80inaUI/AAAAAAAAN7c/vOiG9otybjM/s1600/IMG_6607.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DDa_h1Cz1i8/UVfCQ7Ges6I/AAAAAAAAN7k/OLpOV2m0q04/s1600/IMG_6608.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DDa_h1Cz1i8/UVfCQ7Ges6I/AAAAAAAAN7k/OLpOV2m0q04/s320/IMG_6608.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I thought the crystal ball was our only hope.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YROeb_PTll4/UVfCaWf9WKI/AAAAAAAAN7s/uNd6LssBOik/s1600/IMG_6609.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YROeb_PTll4/UVfCaWf9WKI/AAAAAAAAN7s/uNd6LssBOik/s320/IMG_6609.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Why? Do they know about the crystal ball? Wait! Maybe they want to know about the best drink specials too! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eSZqr0DmJOU/UVfCoAj2oyI/AAAAAAAAN70/Z6EsKE4C5dk/s1600/IMG_6610.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eSZqr0DmJOU/UVfCoAj2oyI/AAAAAAAAN70/Z6EsKE4C5dk/s320/IMG_6610.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Shut up, Issun! <br /><br />Being an idiot, Issun decided it was a good time to bounce over to Himiko and do...something, but before he could get to her, some kind of red electrical barrier zapped him.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RhpTNwmuPTw/UVfC4CiAVHI/AAAAAAAAN78/KFlfcUpIuOg/s1600/IMG_6611.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RhpTNwmuPTw/UVfC4CiAVHI/AAAAAAAAN78/KFlfcUpIuOg/s320/IMG_6611.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Serves you right, you freak! You were probably aiming for her cleavage anyway...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Eroxt17Q-Y/UVfDBdMCWlI/AAAAAAAAN8E/5l34VyG2r-Q/s1600/IMG_6612.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Eroxt17Q-Y/UVfDBdMCWlI/AAAAAAAAN8E/5l34VyG2r-Q/s320/IMG_6612.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Why didn't you warn us before, then?<br /><br />She explained that when she touched the crystal ball (or used magic to float it in the air, since she's not actually touching it)...<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vRrGxfX0fNk/UVfDSFhTyVI/AAAAAAAAN8M/WMcgYCJtrCk/s1600/IMG_6614.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vRrGxfX0fNk/UVfDSFhTyVI/AAAAAAAAN8M/WMcgYCJtrCk/s320/IMG_6614.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Right. Well, a warning would have been nice.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0e9DB9Mpf4/UVfDa_p73WI/AAAAAAAAN8U/3w1qSsAnIbg/s1600/IMG_6615.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0e9DB9Mpf4/UVfDa_p73WI/AAAAAAAAN8U/3w1qSsAnIbg/s320/IMG_6615.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />WHY ARE YOU WASTING TIME TELLING US THIS NOW? WE FIGURED IT OUT ALREADY! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NKGN4Rl4i7A/UVfDkhuUQSI/AAAAAAAAN8c/tLc77CrO9YA/s1600/IMG_6616.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NKGN4Rl4i7A/UVfDkhuUQSI/AAAAAAAAN8c/tLc77CrO9YA/s320/IMG_6616.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Right. So just keep it with you at all times, and everything will be peachy! <br /><br />And then it was time for her to ask something of me.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L8YniFF4Jpg/UVfDyhiaNDI/AAAAAAAAN8k/2OiT4s8EYkw/s1600/IMG_6620.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L8YniFF4Jpg/UVfDyhiaNDI/AAAAAAAAN8k/2OiT4s8EYkw/s320/IMG_6620.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />We noticed that. You know, when he ate us.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C-Lb2-71xeQ/UVfD_DR8o9I/AAAAAAAAN8s/-dI1BxE79k4/s1600/IMG_6621.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C-Lb2-71xeQ/UVfD_DR8o9I/AAAAAAAAN8s/-dI1BxE79k4/s320/IMG_6621.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />But it's up to us to fix the problem, right?<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7eXcyHWIydo/UVfEJ01qUCI/AAAAAAAAN80/EWtImu9qFmA/s1600/IMG_6622.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7eXcyHWIydo/UVfEJ01qUCI/AAAAAAAAN80/EWtImu9qFmA/s320/IMG_6622.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />So he's like the Police Dragon of the Sea?<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p8sqTPd1_TM/UVfESo-zmMI/AAAAAAAAN88/QDBzDvhW6G0/s1600/IMG_6623.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p8sqTPd1_TM/UVfESo-zmMI/AAAAAAAAN88/QDBzDvhW6G0/s320/IMG_6623.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh. Well, that complicates things.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PisfNeeJh7M/UVfEbThfR1I/AAAAAAAAN9E/ecIr12ftoMc/s1600/IMG_6624.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PisfNeeJh7M/UVfEbThfR1I/AAAAAAAAN9E/ecIr12ftoMc/s320/IMG_6624.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />That <i>really</i> complicates things.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xE0ig3mB7-M/UVfEnZDtnoI/AAAAAAAAN9M/MKn2dzlIi48/s1600/IMG_6625.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xE0ig3mB7-M/UVfEnZDtnoI/AAAAAAAAN9M/MKn2dzlIi48/s320/IMG_6625.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah. So, uh, what are we supposed to do about this? <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4KHnshWiLE/UVfExla3wPI/AAAAAAAAN9U/e_VUyA88bQ8/s1600/IMG_6626.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4KHnshWiLE/UVfExla3wPI/AAAAAAAAN9U/e_VUyA88bQ8/s320/IMG_6626.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Right. So what are we supposed to do, exactly?<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TYn8U2ckDAU/UVfE8YCRUFI/AAAAAAAAN9c/jr66ktcKUcE/s1600/IMG_6627.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TYn8U2ckDAU/UVfE8YCRUFI/AAAAAAAAN9c/jr66ktcKUcE/s320/IMG_6627.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />...Right. There's no bridge leading to it.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KQmixSE3JS4/UVfFFYrbLiI/AAAAAAAAN9k/h5ZvSFPuGSk/s1600/IMG_6628.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KQmixSE3JS4/UVfFFYrbLiI/AAAAAAAAN9k/h5ZvSFPuGSk/s320/IMG_6628.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />It has a shield? Well, shit! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPkMXrVv8F0/UVfFOvU0VjI/AAAAAAAAN9s/Ho1K0G0jehU/s1600/IMG_6629.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPkMXrVv8F0/UVfFOvU0VjI/AAAAAAAAN9s/Ho1K0G0jehU/s320/IMG_6629.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Ouch. I don't think we want to do that.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9SNmgtTXv_4/UVfFWtoa_DI/AAAAAAAAN90/TTXi74dVnpc/s1600/IMG_6630.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9SNmgtTXv_4/UVfFWtoa_DI/AAAAAAAAN90/TTXi74dVnpc/s320/IMG_6630.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />How convenient.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Htej2Qj0Ih8/UVfFhKA5pRI/AAAAAAAAN98/ubfE8-ZUZXY/s1600/IMG_6631.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Htej2Qj0Ih8/UVfFhKA5pRI/AAAAAAAAN98/ubfE8-ZUZXY/s320/IMG_6631.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />So he's both a shield-breaker and bridge-provider. Too bad he's gone into a murderous, insane rage, huh?<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-baFVlbicBgU/UVfFucF7zOI/AAAAAAAAN-E/hnpXaQhOn8s/s1600/IMG_6635.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-baFVlbicBgU/UVfFucF7zOI/AAAAAAAAN-E/hnpXaQhOn8s/s320/IMG_6635.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And somehow you want us to bring it back under control, right? <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fI-1er-vxGM/UVfF4eqeOTI/AAAAAAAAN-M/Rbmap80oJIw/s1600/IMG_6638.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fI-1er-vxGM/UVfF4eqeOTI/AAAAAAAAN-M/Rbmap80oJIw/s320/IMG_6638.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />How am I supposed to do that? I don't even have an ocarina! <br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sae4m5NQ7mo/UVfGCF4afuI/AAAAAAAAN-U/u1cJ-xgCveU/s1600/IMG_6639.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sae4m5NQ7mo/UVfGCF4afuI/AAAAAAAAN-U/u1cJ-xgCveU/s320/IMG_6639.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />How convenient. Well, stay here and pray then.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sw3U3fMrLMA/UVfGPZRBG4I/AAAAAAAAN-c/jgBfLT7Jh18/s1600/IMG_6640.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sw3U3fMrLMA/UVfGPZRBG4I/AAAAAAAAN-c/jgBfLT7Jh18/s320/IMG_6640.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah, I don't know how that's going to happen. But I suppose we could give it a shot.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jOuJQi1KT_c/UVfGb4m7dcI/AAAAAAAAN-k/67nr8kgCagw/s1600/IMG_6641.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jOuJQi1KT_c/UVfGb4m7dcI/AAAAAAAAN-k/67nr8kgCagw/s320/IMG_6641.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Is she bowing? I think she's bowing. Wow.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KxfT3eHHxNc/UVfGmOhR2kI/AAAAAAAAN-s/U3fj0yF4fso/s1600/IMG_6642.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KxfT3eHHxNc/UVfGmOhR2kI/AAAAAAAAN-s/U3fj0yF4fso/s320/IMG_6642.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Border Key? Hmm...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rCiBt5X0FsU/UVfGuTBSRFI/AAAAAAAAN-0/mZbb6ptPDG0/s1600/IMG_6643.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rCiBt5X0FsU/UVfGuTBSRFI/AAAAAAAAN-0/mZbb6ptPDG0/s320/IMG_6643.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Ooh! Does that mean we get to go to Northern Ryoshima Coast? <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JFPDHadp2mo/UVfG38dFpeI/AAAAAAAAN-8/0WaKmFBQxBU/s1600/IMG_6644.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JFPDHadp2mo/UVfG38dFpeI/AAAAAAAAN-8/0WaKmFBQxBU/s320/IMG_6644.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Last I checked, you were the Queen of <strike> Japan </strike> Nippon. Shouldn't you know a little more about this stuff?<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hkfh76NpoEY/UVfHDjwzGjI/AAAAAAAAN_E/bT2R_8ikrG0/s1600/IMG_6645.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hkfh76NpoEY/UVfHDjwzGjI/AAAAAAAAN_E/bT2R_8ikrG0/s320/IMG_6645.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Dragonian Domain? Does that mean there's more than one of them? They're not all going to try to eat us, are they? <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K4xfygyDFZY/UVfHPu4tmqI/AAAAAAAAN_M/dJzXoIQtQNo/s1600/IMG_6646.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K4xfygyDFZY/UVfHPu4tmqI/AAAAAAAAN_M/dJzXoIQtQNo/s320/IMG_6646.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well, since you just said they control the Water Dragon somehow, I think it's pretty clear they've got something to do with it.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cObf1p7sPP4/UVfHbJmWKbI/AAAAAAAAN_U/I4UNHQMbUjw/s1600/IMG_6650.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cObf1p7sPP4/UVfHbJmWKbI/AAAAAAAAN_U/I4UNHQMbUjw/s320/IMG_6650.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah, yeah, we'll do our best.<br /><br />And that brings me to my stopping point for today. I guess this post is relatively short by comparison. That probably means the next one will be ridiculously long, but whatever. Check back next time for our journey to Northern Ryoshima Coast! (Hint: We meet some cats.) <br /><br />Until next time, heroes! fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-51258061975127011982013-03-23T20:20:00.004-07:002013-03-24T17:55:03.617-07:00Okami Chapter 20: It's Still Unethical Even If We're The Ones Doing ItHello, heroes! We've reached a milestone today; this is my 20th blog post about Okami! It's been a while since I've done that. So, in today's post, Issun has us do something really unethical, and then we free Kaguya from jail, and then things really get weird. And with that...on with the show! <br />
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When I last left off, Issun was busy insulting the narrator. Don't blame me if you turn out to be a total fraud! <br />
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He wanted me to unleash another victory howl, but then he remembered Kaguya was still in her jail cell. Hey, I've got an idea too! That idiot Issun's still a misogynist! <br />
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Yeah, I gathered that, from the fact he was still snoring and everything. Why do you refer to everyone as "pops?" <br />
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Wait a second. Isn't that basically what Blight was doing? How does us doing it make it any better? <br />
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BECAUSE HE'S A HUMAN BEING WHO DESERVES TO HAVE CONTROL OF HIS OWN BODY?<br />
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No, no! Stop! <br />
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Don't do it! You'll be no better than Blight! <br />
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Why are you surprised? Somehow you're taking control of his body by bouncing around in his stomach, and you're surprised?! <br />
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You mean YOU made him stand up, because I don't want any part of this.<br />
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So we made the "royal oaf" lurch his way through the backyard of his palace. I'm sure that wasn't suspicious at all, but I guess the guards just figured he was drunk or something. After talking to a couple of guards, both of whom were flabbergasted that the Emperor was actually up and walking around, we eventually got to Kaguya's cell.<br />
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Well, in a manner of speaking...<br />
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...lurking inside the Emperor's body? Well, if you want to get technical...<br />
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Urge to strangle Issun...rising...<br />
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Well, since you're such an idiot, I was kind of hoping someone would step on your along the way, but no such luck.<br />
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And you're being controlled by your douchebaggery! <br />
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Oh, right, we were trying to break her out of jail.<br />
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Woohoo, we got her free! <br />
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Why is she wearing a helmet? Weird...<br />
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And then presumably we're going to free the Emperor again, right? <br />
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Coochie coochie coo? We're just releasing the Emperor right now? Okay then...<br />
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WHEE! <br />
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That's a blurry picture of the Emperor sneezing us out, in case you couldn't tell.<br />
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And I've expanded back to my normal size, to boot! Yay! <br />
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Yay! It's howlin' time! <br />
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Woohoo! We succeeded in our mission! The city is saved! <br />
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Before we left, we decided to have a chat with the now-freed Emperor. Turns out he sells stuff in exchange for Demon Fangs, but I didn't have enough fangs to buy anything interesting. I'll have to remember to Power Slash more demons at the end of fights so they drop them. <br />
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It also turned out the Emperor's just kind of a benign ruler who doesn't really do anything (except sell stuff). I get the feeling Queen Himiko is the real power behind the throne. Oh well. We'll have to work our considerable charms on her instead. <br />
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Did you figure out why you put her in prison, or was it just for kicks and giggles? <br />
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How convenient. So you can't be held accountable for the atrocities you've committed? Well, we'll be back once we find something we can pin on you! <br />
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Oh...right...well, Blight did have his nasty hold on you...I suppose we can let things slide, THIS TIME.<br />
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Yeah, okay. That's definitely what happened. Laterz! <br />
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You keep saying that, but why do I get the feeling you'll just go "BOOBS" and forget all about how made you are? Did I make that joke already? <br />
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And then it was finally time to leave the palace. On the way out, we found this! <br />
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Ha! It's the area where we had to traverse all the deer scares. This is what it looks like normally! It doesn't quite match up with the actual dungeon though. Oh well. I should have checked to see if I could use Waterspout on the deer scares.<br />
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And this is the area where I had to traverse the various spiderwebs to climb up the dresser and onto the rafters of the Emperor's sleeping area (on the left). That doesn't quite match up to the actual dungeon either. <br />
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I would like to add that I really like the aesthetics of the Emperor's palace. All the little doors that roll up when you get close to them, and the fancy furnishings, and the blue sky outside...it all just seems so peaceful. I could totally live in a place like this.<br />
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Okay, anyway. When we left the palace and went back to the city, we ran into Kaguya again right outside the gate! <br />
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Uh...thanks? <br />
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Are...are you hitting on me? <br />
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I don't think she was talking to you...<br />
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Hee hee hee. She was hitting on me! <br />
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Once the fooling around was done with, Issun advised Kaguya to go back home before other people started trying to take her "fiery treasure" or whatever the thing is she has. <br />
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But what? You got a taste of big city life and now you can't get enough? <br />
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Oh, and apparently she's not really Mr. Bamboo's granddaughter. The plot thickens! <br />
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Are you deaf, or what? <br />
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Really? So did Mr. Bamboo name you Kaguya, or what? <br />
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How odd. Wait...a bamboo grove?<br />
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How convenient.<br />
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Oh oh. Is it flashback time? <br />
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Oh. Guess not. Darn! <br />
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That's...really not very helpful. Like, at all. <br />
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Yeah, okay. You just go ahead and think about that, I guess.<br />
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Oh. Well, you should probably keep thinking then...<br />
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Well, the Royal Crest doesn't really help, but I know where there's a bamboo grove...wait. Isn't that in the area of the game we completely abandoned? <br />
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...Yep. Looks like the game designers remembered the old part of Nippon still exists! <br />
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So, being the naughty eavesdroppers we are, we followed Kaguya to Sasa Sanctuary. Surprising no one, Mr. Bamboo was there with her, too.<br />
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Okay...either he's really short or she's really tall. Or maybe he's just stooped with old age. Or maybe it's all three of those things, I don't know.<br />
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I could be wrong, but I think it's generally considered rude to point out someone's wrinkles...<br />
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Silly, silly old man. You know that's not going to happen, or the <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zoRaQcyeVy8" target="_blank">music</a> wouldn't be so sad right now.<br />
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Oh, who am I kidding? This whole scene is really, really sad.<br />
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Wait. What about Mrs. Bamboo? You have a wife, don't you? <br />
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Ouch! <br />
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That's really cold, Kaguya! <br />
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Somehow it's the key to wherever you're going?<br />
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And then she did something magical, or something! <br />
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What's going on? Are we going to die?! <br />
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A hole in the ground? This just keeps getting crazier and crazier! <br />
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How bizarre. Wait, don't jump in the hole! <br />
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Too late. Well, I suppose we'd better follow her and do the digging game. Yes, there was another digging game. But it only took me two tries! And when it was done...<br />
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Uh oh. What's happening now?<br />
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Something's coming out of the ground?<br />
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That looks like a spaceship. Is that a spaceship?<br />
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Shut up, idiot! <br />
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A spaceship was calling you? Well, I suppose that's plausible.<br />
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So then Mr. Bamboo confessed that he knew the "bamboo shoot" was there the whole time. He was in the bamboo grove harvesting bamboo one day and BAM! The mysterious bamboo shoot showed up and Kaguya fell out of it. She looked like she was on her deathbed, so Mr. Bamboo took her home and raised her as his own. Somehow the giant bamboo shoot went back into the ground, but I guess we don't need specifics.<br />
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Oh, his wife died. Oops! <br />
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Aww...<br />
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Double aww...<br />
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Triple aww...<br />
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Aww, they're hugging. This is so sad! <br />
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Then stay! Why do you have to go? Issun's all sad now.<br />
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You can't be any more specific than that? You're leaving your adoptive grandfather all alone in the world! <br />
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Well, I guess that's a good enough reason...<br />
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She sounds so flip about it. "I'm leaving you forever, but it ain't no thing. I'm totally coming back!" <br />
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Yeah...I don't think she's coming back.<br />
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She's going to give us something? What could it possibly be?<br />
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Oooh! I bet this'll come in handy somewhere! Not sure where though...<br />
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Uh...how, exactly? <br />
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Okay, whatever. I'll just slap an "Important Plot Item" label on it and move on, I guess.<br />
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She's totally not coming back.<br />
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And with that, it was time for the mysterious "bamboo shoot" to blast off! Here's a handy video.<br />
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Unfortunately, I couldn't think of anything funny to say at the time. Oh well. <br />
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Looks like Kaguya's a real...<br />
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*puts on sunglasses* <br /><br />...space cadet.<br />
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<i>YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH</i> <br />
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Okay, anyway. I've reached my stopping point for today. Next time...we'll find out what the Fire Tablet is for! At least...I hope we will.fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-26651831838578834652013-03-16T23:59:00.002-07:002013-03-16T23:59:36.574-07:00Okami Chapter 19: The Horrible Green Mist's Evil Source Finally Revealed<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JTZ9ghjbqug/UUVbQB-VYeI/AAAAAAAAM4s/7KuF-eVXids/s1600/IMG_6326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>Hello, dear reader(s), and welcome to yet another blog post about Okami. In today's post, Our Heroes (tm) explore an adorably tiny world and finally discover the source of the nasty mist (and presumably tell the Emperor he's got the world's worst case of gingivitis). Now, on with the show! <br />
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When I last left off, Ammy had allowed the Lucky Mallet to shrink her to Issun's size. As such, Issun offered some helpful advice, such as using him to open the occasional treasure chest wrapped in chains (by drawing a line from him to the chest with the Celestial Brush). I do question why this area contains tiny chests wrapped in chains, but I get the feeling we're not supposed to question these things, so I guess it'll remain a mystery. <br />
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So, being the heroes we were, we decided to start exploring this strange new world. We didn't get very far before horrible things started showing up, though.<br />
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So, on the left we have a door we can't go through because we don't have an Exorcising Arrow Key, and on the right we have a horrible spider guarding a doorway. Which do we choose?<br />
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NO, I WAS TOO BUSY MARVELING AT MY TINY, NOW-EDIBLE-BY-SPIDER SIZE.<br />
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Oh, I thought it was a Horrible Death Spider. Same difference, right? <br />
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It looks like it wants to eat me...<br />
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Fortunately, the spider was in a "leave us alone" kind of mood. I'm sure that'll change later at an inappropriate time.<br />
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Once we proceeded through the spider's doorway, we found ourselves staring at a giant foot.<br />
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It's one of the guards. I hope he didn't have athlete's foot or something, because we would have gotten a noseful of it. Being the rational actor I am, I jumped onto the foot. <br />
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Well, we have to get past the foot, and we can't jump over it, so...<br />
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Fortunately, the foot's owner didn't try to scratch us off or anything, so we were able to continue on our merry way. Eventually we came to an area with some nasty-looking water.<br />
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It sounded like somebody was crying, too.<br />
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Someone crying? Okay, the crying is getting old...<br />
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Of course there is. Try to keep up.<br />
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So we looked over at the handy jail cell across the way, and...<br />
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ZOMG! There's someone in there! And it sounds like a GIRL! <br />
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And it looks like she has blond hair? Weird.<br />
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SHH! Your misogyny is showing again! <br />
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Okay, yes, That is a valid point. Why couldn't you have said that in the first place? <br />
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So we decided to ignore the girl and keep moving...until we got attacked by another one of those wheel things. This time it had a picture of a guy on it instead of lips or eyes, though.<br />
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It moved really, really fast, but other than that, was pretty easy to defeat. Okay, moving on.<br />
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After making our way past another Blocking Spider that paid no attention to us, we found ourselves in an open area...with more guards in it.<br />
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There was something glowing in that little cave off to the left in the above picture. Like moths to a flame...except we were also ants trying to avoid being stomped on by the guard...or something.<br />
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But there was nothing useful in the cave except for some treasure chests, so we went back outside. This time we heard the guards talking! <br />
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Roach? HOW DARE YOU CALL ME A ROACH? I AM YOUR GODDESS AND- Is that an Exorcising Arrow Key? <br />
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That IS an Exorcising Arrow Key! Woo! <br />
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And quit calling us bugs, if you know what's good for you! Stupid guards.<br />
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You said it! <br />
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So we made our way to the Exorcising Arrow. To do this, we had to get the foot-stomping guard to move his foot over in front of the cave. Then we had to jump onto his foot and jump from there into the cave where the Exorcising Arrow was sitting. Fun stuff. Damn guards and their stomping.<br />
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There was another guard there with a broom, but the broom moved too fast for us to get past it (Foreshadowing?) so we made our way back to the locked gate. Issun must have made too much noise while we were passing the prison cell, though. Probably mumbling about boobs or something.<br />
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Damn! She heard us! Should we hide? <br />
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Mallet bearers? Well, we did use the Lucky Mallet to get in here...<br />
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Mallet bearers? Lucky Mallet? It shrunk us? <br />
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Who do you think we are? Silly person. <br />
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Tiny passersby. You know, like ants or something.<br />
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Ever the smooth operator...<br />
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Why are you insulting her?! <br />
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Dammit! Your hat isn't made of tinfoil! Stop acting like it is! <br />
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Well, she is monster-sized to us right now...<br />
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So she started explaining that her grandfather had sent her to Sei-an City to sell his bamboo ware. Which was all well and good until the Emperor threw her in jail for no apparent reason.<br />
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Apparently Mr. Bamboo is the only person in all of Nippon who makes bamboo ware. I wouldn't have guessed it by the name or anything, but YMMV.<br />
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I see. The plot thickens! <br />
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Moonlight Beauty? Uh, okay...<br />
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Unfortunately, the poor girl could only tell us her name. She didn't know why she'd been imprisoned.<br />
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Well, that's helpful. Or not. <br />
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Ugh. Really? <br />
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What are you implying here? That Mr. Bamboo is ugly? <br />
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Ugh. Did you even hear anything she said? <br />
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Look how puffed up he is. You're two inches tall! You can't do anything! <br />
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He went on to assure Kaguya that as soon as we found the Emperor, we'd thrash him, or something. He also told her about Ammy's true identity. Why does he have to keep blabbing that to everyone we meet? That's going to bite us in the ass one of these days...<br />
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After we were done talking to Kaguya, we found our way to the gate with our Exorcising Arrow and opened the door. Inside, we found a room with some bugs in it (ugh) and a suspicious hole in the floor. A hole so suspicious, I put a Cherry Bomb on it.<br />
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When the Cherry Bomb blew up, it revealed a mysterious hole. <br />
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Down the hole! <br />
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How do we know the Emperor is even the one that hid it? I'm confused. Is that a spider? <br />
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That's definitely a spider.<br />
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Fun! <br />
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Stay on their backs? So they're like little elevators? Menacing little elevators that try to eat you? Um...no thanks. I'll just jump to the bottom of the hole...<br />
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Hmm. The trail of acorns leading to the mysterious hole served as a clue that I should use a Cherry Bomb.<br />
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And this is what we found inside the hole! <br />
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A...water jug? Uh, okay...<br />
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And then the Blocking Spider that just happened to be in the room sprang into action.<br />
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Argh! Is it going to eat us now? Is this the end? I don't want to die in this hole where no one will ever find us! <br />
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Success! Now we can go inside it! I'm not sure why we'd want to, though...<br />
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It's full of...mist? Okay then...<br />
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Yeah, I noticed...<br />
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I noticed that too. Say something useful! <br />
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But, of course, he didn't have anything else useful to say. After a few minutes of blundering around inside the jug, I finally remembered I had a Galestorm technique and used that to blow the mist out of the jug! Success! <br />
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That's a blurry picture of us being blown out of the jug along with the mist. Woo! <br />
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Thanks, I guess. <br />
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Of course, then he started bitching about the Emperor some more.<br />
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Okay, first of all, I don't think the Emperor was "hogging" the mist, since it was, you know, hidden in this flask and all, not being used. Second of all, "comforting?" Um...how is mist comforting? Maybe I'm putting too much thought into this...<br />
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And then, improbably, the ceiling of the room turned into a night sky, complete with stars. I was too slow to get a picture of it, though.<br />
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Is that a sheep?<br />
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That's a sheep with some kind of jug on its back...<br />
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Weird. Okay then. What are you here to teach us, funny drunkard sheep? <br />
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Well, I suppose mist could be said to do that...<br />
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Right, that's what we figured. Can you give us your brush power now?<br />
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Yes? Yes? The power of...<br />
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The power of...mist? Glisten over all creation like fleeting dew? Uhh...what does that mean exactly?<br />
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I guess so. Seems like a weird place to put it, though. <br />
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Oh. Well, that might be useful, I guess...<br />
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That would definitely be useful.<br />
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Yeah, okay. <br />
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So, according to Issun, my new brush technique could be used to slow down any monster threatening me. He suggested trying it out on the Blocking Spider that was blocking the exit to the room. Okay then.<br />
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An equal sign? I draw an equal sign to do this? Okay...<br />
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So, basically, when I drew the equal sign, a bunch of mist showed up and made everything slow down, just like Issun said it would. For some reason he was surprised by this. Well, whatever. We made use of our new brush technique to get past the Blocking Spider, and then went back to the room with that guy sweeping. <br />
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Using our new brush technique, we slowed down the broom's movements enough to slip past it. Woohoo! <br />
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And then we found ourselves in a magical wonderland of poisonous water and deer scares. Interesting.<br />
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Interesting...<br />
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Unfortunately, the deer scares were like see-saws, so I had to use my mist technique to slow them down long enough to jump to the next one.<br />
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I had to do the same thing again to be able to jump on top of the pipe that was gushing out the foul water.<br />
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From there, it was simply a matter of climbing up some broken bits of wood to get to the hallway above, where we saw a bizarre sight...<br />
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That's, uh...well. I think we found our mist source.<br />
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With how weird everything has been in this game, you probably should have expected it, really...<br />
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I would suggest going in there and dealing with him. <br />
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...Right. Good point.<br />
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So we made our way into the hallway outside the Emperor's room (which was infested with more Platform Spiders, ugh)...<br />
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...and began using the Platform Spiders to make our way into the rafters.<br />
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This involved a lot of carefully-timed jumps to land on the Platform Spiders so I could advance. Fortunately, the spiders didn't seem to be too inclined toward trying to eat us, so we were safe.<br />
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Unfortunately, the spiders in the rafters had apparently just decided to be jerks and swing back and forth really fast. Good thing I had a plan! <br />
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The plan was using mist to slow down the spiders so I could get past, but it's kind of hard to get a good picture of that. The photo above shows a particularly asinine part of the rafter area, where I had to get past three spiders in a row that were progressively swinging faster. Oh, hell, here's a video.<br />
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Thank goodness for the mist, right? Heh heh.<br />
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And here's a convenient entrance into the green mist tornado, or whatever you want to call it.<br />
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That looks fun.<br />
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Well, here goes nothing, I guess...<br />
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Tell me about it. Well, there weren't really any alternatives...<br />
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I guess. Is this a throat? I don't think this was a good idea...<br />
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So we explored the throat and found something that looked an awful lot like a sphincter...<br />
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...except it was a door. Well, that works, I guess.<br />
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You have a bad feeling about this? WE'RE INSIDE A GUY. You'd have to be insane not to have a bad feeling about this! <br />
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Especially with a corridor like THAT facing you! Look at the mist! And all those bulgy veins! <br />
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So, after we traveled down a couple of long hallways, we found ourselves in the Emperor's intestines, apparently. At least, that's kind of what it looks like.<br />
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Looks like we're going to have to jump. Well, we've come this far...<br />
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A sword? <br />
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And some swirly green mist? What am I looking at here? <br />
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It's alive! IT'S ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE! IT'S- <br />
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A guy who's been stabbed with too many cocktail swords?<br />
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That's a lot of cocktail swords. You know, those little plastic swords that come with olives skewered on them when you're getting drinks at the bar, and then you get into tiny sword fights with your friends <br />
and lose - well, you get the idea.<br />
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I bet he's mad because he's lost so many tiny sword fights. I count 29 or 30 swords sticking out of him.<br />
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Well, that explains a lot.<br />
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HOW DARE YOU?! ISSUN, HE CALLED ME A MUTT!!!<br />
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Goldnail, the mighty sword? Dude...it's an inch long.<br />
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YEAH! You'll pay for calling me a mutt, you, you...you VIRUS! I've got your antidote...RIGHT HERE! <br />
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You tell him, Issun! <br />
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I mostly wanted to use this picture because I just want to point out that Denkomaru is a way more badass name for a sword than Goldnail. <br />
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And then it was fightin' time! But because I'm an idiot, I forgot to use the mist technique on Blight, so the battle probably took longer than it should have. But a lot of jumping around and Power Slashing later, we were victorious! <br />
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Woohoo, a new weapon! I'll probably forget to equip it for the next few posts, but whatever.<br />
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With that, it was time for the narrator to take over. He explained that the mysterious green mist came from Blight (but we already knew that), and that Blight was no match for Amaterasu and Issun despite the fact that he was full of so much anger and hatred. Woohoo! <br />
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Woohoo! The people aren't dying anymore! <br />
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Yay! The Emperor's not going to die! <br />
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Again? And we don't even get to watch it happen this time? Lame.<br />
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Well, um...at least it left? <br />
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You said that last time! Say something new for a change! <br />
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What the?! <br />
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Quit mouthing off to the narrator! He'll do bad things to you in the narrations! <br />
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Insulting him is even worse! Stop it! <br />
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And with that, I've reached my stopping point for today. Check back next time for a follow-up to our encounter with the mysterious Kaguya, which involves taking control of the Emperor's body. I mean, no it doesn't. Why would you think that? <br />
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Until next time, heroes!fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-81002054084633971362013-03-09T14:54:00.001-08:002013-03-09T14:54:54.793-08:00Okami Chapter 18: The Baddest Dragon That Ever LivedWelcome to today's new blog post, readers! <strike> It's going to be a short one, because I couldn't fit it onto the end of my last post and it won't really fit into the next one, either. </strike> Never mind, it ended up being long enough to justify its own post. So, let's get started.<br />
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At the end of my last post, we had just finished exploring the scary sunken ship. Apparently this took us a day or two, so when we went to leave the ship, the sun came up...and the open area around the ship filled in with water again.<br />
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No problem, right? Aside from the "having to swim to shore" part. So, we swam away...<br />
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...and everything was all well and good until the sea started making waves.<br />
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For some reason, this made Rao nervous. I can't imagine why.<br />
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Why? You don't like getting wet? <br />
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But then something started making splashes in the water behind us.<br />
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The game's sure trying pretty hard to make this look ominous...<br />
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It would be handy, though. Wait, this is feudal Japan. They have speedboats? <br />
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No, you don't get it, Issun. You're being incredibly obtuse! <br />
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Eww.<br />
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We don't? When did you decide that? I'm the one she's riding, here! <br />
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(Obligatory joke about porn goes here.)<br />
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SHUT UP ISSUN SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP<br />
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YOU'RE TELLING HER TO PEE ON A GODDESS<br />
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WHY ARE YOU DOING THAT<br />
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SHE'S PROBABLY DONE IT IN A PORNO BEFORE BUT COME ON<br />
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Of course he doesn't! He's an idiot! <br />
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"It?" What's "it?"<br />
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Well, whatever it is, it's getting closer...<br />
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So I should paddle faster, is what you're saying? You know, you could probably go faster yourself if you jumped off and broke out the old front crawl. Swim your way to victory! <br />
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He's still an idiot, I see. Push him off my nose, now! <br />
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...Right. Well, I am a goddess after all...<br />
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Yeah! We'll use our skills as artists! <br />
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Um...how big did you say this thing is, exactly?<br />
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I THINK WE SHOULD <strike> RUN </strike> SWIM AWAY NOW<br />
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NO TIME FOR STUPID QUESTIONS! SWIM AWAY! <br />
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Is it focusing on Rao first? Quick, swim away while it eats her! <br />
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I DON'T THINK IT REGRETS MESSING WITH US! <br />
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SHUT UP AND START SWIMMING! IT'S STILL TRYING TO GET RAO! <br />
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SWIM AWAY WHILE SHE'S TIPTOEING THROUGH THE TULIPS, I MEAN WATER!<br />
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<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-34hk1d6zkZc/UTu4KX3pxTI/AAAAAAAAMqw/cz22e-4HqyI/s1600/IMG_6124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>Wait a second. How's she doing that? Is it possible there's more to Rao than meets the eye? Oh, and she's luring the Water Dragon toward a handy boulder! <br />
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BONK.<br />
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Yes, and he's a total BAMF who's about to try to eat us! Can we swim away now?! <br />
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FINALLY HE'S GETTING THE PICTURE! <br />
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And then the game dropped us into the open water with the Water Dragon coming right at us. Sorry for the horribly misaligned picture. All we could do was swim frantically, but it was a futile endeavour, and then we sank...<br />
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...and the Water Dragon ate us. Looks like it's the end for Our Heroes (tm). Well, as they say, we gave it the old college try...wait, the credits aren't rolling? <br />
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Oh. We just washed up on the shore. Lame.<br />
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Yeah. There's something suspicious about Rao. I'm sure if we thought about it enough...ehh, boobs, never mind.<br />
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I'm sure you'd like to give her <i>something</i>...<br />
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And then the weird mallet we found on the treasure ship jumped out and started doing calisthenics or something. I'm going to refer to it as the Plot Mallet.<br />
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I guess they couldn't think of a better transition than that. Oh well.<br />
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And then the Plot Mallet ran away! After it, heroes! <br />
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Of course, Issun's only thought was how much he could sell the mallet for, but I'll set him straight on that in a second.<br />
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Here's a blurry picture of us chasing the mallet! <br />
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Unfortunately, I was running a little too fast. This might be better...<br />
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Okay, not really. Well, here we are going over the bridge to the Aristocratic Quarter...<br />
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Woo! <br />
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And then we took a minor detour to Rao's house, or shrine, or whatever it's called.<br />
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He's mad at her for abandoning us, yet he still calls her a babe. Sigh.<br />
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She told us about it, but Issun was too distracted by boobs to listen. <br />
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If she really was trying to trick you, it'd be easy! All she has to do is jiggle her boobies and you start drooling! <br />
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Oh, come on. Spill the beans about how you got away! <br />
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Sorry about the blurriness. Way to insult us, Rao. Now we don't want to help you anymore! <br />
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FINE, I ADMIT IT! I'M A TERRIBLE SWIMMER! *sob*<br />
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Ugh. Enough about the Fox Rods! You know, there were a lot of crates in that ship that we didn't look inside! Maybe they were in one of those! <br />
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With our luck, they got eaten by the Water Dragon. Ha! How hilarious would that be?<br />
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Yeah...<br />
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Looks like we're boned.<br />
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And that's not a pun! <br />
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Give it up, Issun! You could never pleasure her anyway! <br />
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And with that, it was back to chasing the mallet. Wonder of wonders, it stopped in front of the tiny hole in the wall at the Emperor's palace.<br />
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Yeah! Take that, you...hammer! <br />
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Um, HELLO? The Fox Rods? Try to keep up! <br />
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-give me all the money, right? <br />
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What? The mallet has an ulterior motive? I NEVER WOULD HAVE GUESSED.<br />
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No, it was just messing with us. Let's go sell it! <br />
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I'd call that an Unlucky Mallet, myself.<br />
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Why does the mallet have a mind of its own? Have we figured that out yet? Why are we trusting it?<br />
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See? Why are we trusting the mallet? It wants us to do something dangerous! <br />
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Oh, you do have a brain. Okay, have at it.<br />
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You do have a point.<br />
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So we decided we should probably investigate the source of the mist since Queen Himiko apparently wasn't going to do anything. Also, we still hadn't found any new brush techniques, and clearly miniaturizing ourselves will help us do that! <br />
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I have a bad feeling about this...<br />
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HAHAHA, YOU MADE A PUN! I BET THE LOCALIZATION TEAM REALLY PATTED THEMSELVES ON THE BACKS FOR THAT ONE! <br />
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Here's an unfortunately short video of Amaterasu getting shrunk! <br />
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I wanted it to be longer, but the phone wouldn't cooperate. Oh well.<br />
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On the other side of the hole, I found myself...in a forest?<br />
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I've been shrunk. Why is there a tiny footpath here for me to follow? What else has been walking around down here? *shudder*<br />
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Bwuh? Who's there?! <br />
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Oh, it's just Issun. Great, we get to put up with his idiocy on his own level! <br />
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Oh yeah? I'll mess with YOUR head if you don't knock it off. <br />
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Clearly we're going to have to introduce ourselves again, because Amaterasu is an idiot.<br />
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Sorry, I don't know you. Arf! <br />
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I don't believe you. Do something to make me think you're really the Wandering Artist! <br />
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I didn't think slashing leaves was something an artist did...<br />
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Ooh, stylish.<br />
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I guess that's what artists do, then.<br />
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Only to someone your own size! Hahah! <br />
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Right. You've said that before.<br />
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Hey! You take that back! <br />
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Oh, I've got all sorts of fight in me! Come over here and let me show you! <br />
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Unfortunately, that brings me to my stopping point for today. Check back next time to see Ammy adventuring in the royal palace, squaring off against such things as feet! And brooms! <br />
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Until next time, heroes! fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-45421261037353732882013-02-28T14:25:00.002-08:002013-02-28T14:25:44.122-08:00Okami Chapter 17: Yo Ho HoTHERE'S A SHARK IN THE SHIPHello, dear reader(s), and welcome to my latest post about Okami. Wow, I actually got another post done this week! Woohoo! Hopefully this doesn't mean I'm going to get lazy about posting for the next two weeks.<br /><br />In today's post, our intrepid heroes explore a scary sunken ship with the help of the "busty babe" Rao and find a nifty hammer. So, without further ado, let's get this started.<br />
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Being the intrepid explorers we are, Issun and I threw ourselves into the Lunar Lagoon and headed for the sunken ship. Since nighttime lasts for all of five minutes in this game, we couldn't waste time wandering around the ship's exterior, or the sun would come up and the water would fill up the lagoon again. But here's a quick picture of the ship! <br />
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Our objective was to reach the glowy entrance on top of that giant rock the ship is sitting on. So, I'm wondering exactly how the ship sank - did the Water Dragon just, like, push it off-course so it would hit the rock, or what? You know, since they keep alternating between saying the Water Dragon sank the ship and saying it ran aground. I mean, how big could this Water Dragon possibly be? <br />
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I'm pretty sure there's a curse on the door in front of us. Oh noes! How will we ever get through! <br />
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No shit, Sherlock.<br />
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I doubt the ship's crew would have had time to do that depending on how big of a hole that giant rock put in the hull, but I suppose it's possible.<br />
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You and me both, pal. But this is a kids' game, right? So it can't be any worse than the Ghost Ship in Wind Waker.<br />
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DID SOMEONE SAY BOOBS? <br />
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Rao: *puff puff* "I heard someone say boobs and got here as fast as I could!"<br />
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Why are you so surprised? You both ogled her enough when we first met her...<br />
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Well, yeah. What did you think we were doing? Not staring at your cleavage, not staring at your cleavage...<br />
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Don't stare at her cleavage...Don't stare at her cleavage...<br />
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YOU'RE STILL STARING AT HER CLEAVAGE. QUIT IT! <br />
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Can we stop staring at her cleavage now? I feel like Issun's probably getting uncomfortable in the pants.<br />
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Well, that's encouraging.<br />
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I'm glad you're so confident! <br />
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Famous last words...and don't we still have to deal with the cursed door? <br />
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Exactly! <br />
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Didn't we already have this conversation?<br />
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Oh, so you ARE going to aknowledge that people died. Okay then.<br />
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Don't worry; I'm sure it'll be easy enough to get rid of.<br />
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Yeah, that's pretty much what we just said.<br />
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Uh, yeah. Do you have any ideas? <br />
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Yeah, she just pulled the Prayer Slips out of her cleavage. She's definitely doing this on purpose.<br />
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OKAY! <br />
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Cool. What's your plan?<br />
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So, basically, I use the Celestial Brush on your Prayer Slips to vanquish evil. Got it.<br />
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Oh, she's going to ride me? This is going to end well, I can tell.<br />
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Okay, so I just draw a line like this and...<br />
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So it's basically the same as most of my other brush techniques. Got it. <br />
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I don't like the sound of that. Well, I guess we'll just go through the newly-decursed door. What's the worst that could happen?<br />
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Are those g-g-g-ghosts? <br />
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Curses! I didn't get a picture of what happens when I bring up the Celestial Brush screen. THE GHOSTS KEEP MOVING ON THE CELESTIAL BRUSH SCREEN. It's supposed to be on pause! This is already worse than the Ghost Ship! <br />
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Fortunately, the ghosts were easily dispatched with Prayer Slips. Moving on...<br />
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One of the ship's main rooms. Ooh, look at all those treasure chests on the floor! <br />
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Hmm, I guess you can only see one. <br />
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There. Look at all those treasure chests! <br />
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Oh, if only that were true. But some of the treasure chests weren't filled with treasure at all. They were filled with HORRORS.<br />
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RUN AWAY RUN AWAY RUN AWAY<br />
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Okay, this is a big room with a giant pile of bones in the middle. What are the chances we have to fight a monster in here? <br />
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Yep, called it.<br />
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I guess I didn't get any photos of the battle. Well, it was basically just me running around trying to figure out how to defeat the two crabs. For some reason they looked like a shark got cut in half and then two giant crabs moved into the two shark halves and they were both trying to fight me. I feel like this will probably be more relevant later. Oh well. I used the Prayer Slips on them and they eventually died.<br />
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In the next room, there was a hole in the ceiling, and the moonlight shining through the hole made everything all sparkly and pretty.<br />
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It was immediately obvious what we had to do, but Rao had to do some monologuing first.<br />
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Yeah, okay. I'm sure all those ghosts just love watching the starlight, wishing they hadn't died for no reason! <br />
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Shut up and let me do something here! <br />
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So we went over and examined the barrel-on-hooks at the other end of the room.<br />
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I wonder where the barrel that should go on the other side is...?<br />
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Well, I think I know what we need to do.<br />
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pWl2s_G7sbU/US_YZEC-ksI/AAAAAAAAMhk/H2hpcSVJdBA/s1600/IMG_6045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>We will fill the ship with sunlight and then...<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jPeVLFH2xio/US_M8Gh2ZEI/AAAAAAAAMcw/HoPKxDN7b70/s1600/IMG_6005.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jPeVLFH2xio/US_M8Gh2ZEI/AAAAAAAAMcw/HoPKxDN7b70/s320/IMG_6005.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />It's full of water again! Whee!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GLJHY5ySnuQ/US_NLcha0wI/AAAAAAAAMc4/WNd1e7slJgw/s1600/IMG_6006.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GLJHY5ySnuQ/US_NLcha0wI/AAAAAAAAMc4/WNd1e7slJgw/s320/IMG_6006.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Better believe it, sister.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E4LKEby9VoA/US_NTgB3ofI/AAAAAAAAMdA/IXRM6qogyd4/s1600/IMG_6007.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E4LKEby9VoA/US_NTgB3ofI/AAAAAAAAMdA/IXRM6qogyd4/s320/IMG_6007.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />NO, THE SUN RANDOMLY CAME UP HALFWAY THROUGH THE NIGHT. <br /><br />Either that or Issun did it. Hahahahaha! Okay, where was I? <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TCMcyABCJco/US_NgFI5ahI/AAAAAAAAMdI/NaNAFIcP1zg/s1600/IMG_6008.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TCMcyABCJco/US_NgFI5ahI/AAAAAAAAMdI/NaNAFIcP1zg/s320/IMG_6008.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Of course they can, doll. Now sit back and watch the magic happen! <br /><br />Or, well...actually, filling the rest of the ship with water did nothing in this room. We'll have to go back through the crab room and...<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H66k-ldeWv0/US_Nwrpoi8I/AAAAAAAAMdQ/wPFAKqw-nXg/s1600/IMG_6009.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H66k-ldeWv0/US_Nwrpoi8I/AAAAAAAAMdQ/wPFAKqw-nXg/s320/IMG_6009.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Hey, those shark-crab hybrid things are back. How quaint. <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0EneEqmZySk/US_OA-A7QUI/AAAAAAAAMdY/43fupLyAKb8/s1600/IMG_6010.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0EneEqmZySk/US_OA-A7QUI/AAAAAAAAMdY/43fupLyAKb8/s320/IMG_6010.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />They became more crab-like. Is this relevant, or...?<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--DaG-wBBuI8/US_OQBsBewI/AAAAAAAAMdg/u7acPOlOcRU/s1600/IMG_6011.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--DaG-wBBuI8/US_OQBsBewI/AAAAAAAAMdg/u7acPOlOcRU/s320/IMG_6011.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />SWEET MOTHER OF GOD THEY JOINED FORCES AND BECAME A SHARK<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcOSxnvieMI/US_OkG3vbqI/AAAAAAAAMdo/D4e5d6GwryY/s1600/IMG_6012.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcOSxnvieMI/US_OkG3vbqI/AAAAAAAAMdo/D4e5d6GwryY/s320/IMG_6012.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />RUN AWAY RUN AWAY RUN AWAY<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d3qe_2xXBHw/US_OtB9kBxI/AAAAAAAAMdw/NstqipcUMSo/s1600/IMG_6013.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d3qe_2xXBHw/US_OtB9kBxI/AAAAAAAAMdw/NstqipcUMSo/s320/IMG_6013.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />OR JUST COWER ON THE PILE OF BONES WHILE IT SWIMS AROUND<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JeYkoRd2hlc/US_O4EMG_oI/AAAAAAAAMd4/Z2oRN4kTFsU/s1600/IMG_6016.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JeYkoRd2hlc/US_O4EMG_oI/AAAAAAAAMd4/Z2oRN4kTFsU/s320/IMG_6016.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />THAT IS A REALLY HUGE SHARK<br /><br />And then the shark was dead, because it turned out the shark was really easy to kill once <strike> I </strike> Ammy stoppped freaking out and just used the Prayer Slips on it.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ifFzri4KFY/US_PQx6lSFI/AAAAAAAAMeA/nA_enP9Eb_w/s1600/IMG_6017.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ifFzri4KFY/US_PQx6lSFI/AAAAAAAAMeA/nA_enP9Eb_w/s320/IMG_6017.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Here we are back in the main room, which is now flooded. But now we can reach the upper level, thanks to the handy water! <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yS_n3hdEXKM/US_Q8pySE1I/AAAAAAAAMeI/MKIMo-zlIw8/s1600/IMG_6018.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yS_n3hdEXKM/US_Q8pySE1I/AAAAAAAAMeI/MKIMo-zlIw8/s320/IMG_6018.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />There's a cannon on the ship? Why didn't they use it against the Water Dragon? Okay, they would have had to blow a hole in the side of the ship, but still...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uymuxNYACQo/US_RQuv5smI/AAAAAAAAMeQ/7o5qpfiuvBY/s1600/IMG_6019.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uymuxNYACQo/US_RQuv5smI/AAAAAAAAMeQ/7o5qpfiuvBY/s320/IMG_6019.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Hmm. That looks like another Demon Eye Lock thing or whatever they're called. Interesting.<br /><br />Unfortunately, the only place we could go was down a hallway, the entrance of which you can kind of see behind the muzzle of the cannon in the above picture. At the end of the hallway, we found this! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_FUlcqSu_t0/US_RuLC620I/AAAAAAAAMeY/PHw4M3Cs8X4/s1600/IMG_6020.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_FUlcqSu_t0/US_RuLC620I/AAAAAAAAMeY/PHw4M3Cs8X4/s320/IMG_6020.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />See that green thing on the floor of the ship? That's some kind of monster that's basically a big green hand made out of algae or some shit. There's a ramp that goes up from the water and connects to the ramp in the picture, and the algae hand comes up and tries to squish you, so you have to run really fast to avoid it. They moved too fast to get any good pictures, but I'm sure you can find some on the Internets somewhere.<br /><br />Once we got to the top of the ramp in the above picture, the camera drew our attention to this:<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bVWuannF5Hk/US_UIJmQ4nI/AAAAAAAAMek/Y4sMqQWEQGY/s1600/IMG_6021.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bVWuannF5Hk/US_UIJmQ4nI/AAAAAAAAMek/Y4sMqQWEQGY/s320/IMG_6021.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Hmm, interesting. I decided to Power Slash the rope for funsies.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PY_pCCSJjkA/US_UUv0g7RI/AAAAAAAAMes/iZ40ffOcCwo/s1600/IMG_6022.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PY_pCCSJjkA/US_UUv0g7RI/AAAAAAAAMes/iZ40ffOcCwo/s320/IMG_6022.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Hmm. I wonder what would happen if I jumped onto that barrel and rolled it into the water and over to those convenient hooks right over there? <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DhEwfcll7yY/US_Ung4h9iI/AAAAAAAAMgE/KPYhXxcy_Mw/s1600/IMG_6023.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DhEwfcll7yY/US_Ung4h9iI/AAAAAAAAMgE/KPYhXxcy_Mw/s320/IMG_6023.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Ooh! It's the other side of the balance scale! TO THE OTHER ROOM! <br /><br />Hmm. I guess I didn't take any pictures of the rest of the ship. Well, I had to go back to the room with the hole in the ceiling so I could make it nighttime again, which made the water drain out of the ship so I could use the balance scale to get up to the hallway behind said room, which was the only way I could get to that side of the ship with the water drained. Then I had to go back to the cannon room and use Cherry Bombs to fire the cannon at the opposite wall, which blew a secret spot open and revealed an Exorcising Arrow Key I could use on the Demon Lock. Once that hallway was unlocked, I headed down it and...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TMNlXua6y1s/US_V2IYdV5I/AAAAAAAAMgM/t-No7q9igEg/s1600/IMG_6026.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TMNlXua6y1s/US_V2IYdV5I/AAAAAAAAMgM/t-No7q9igEg/s320/IMG_6026.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Crimson Helm?! But I killed you! How is your ghost here? How scary. <br /><br />Fortunately, Crimson Helm's ghost eventually went away, and I found THIS at the top of the stairs! <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LIpgU_a95Nw/US_WMM4ZhOI/AAAAAAAAMgU/Q7czETrihIU/s1600/IMG_6027.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LIpgU_a95Nw/US_WMM4ZhOI/AAAAAAAAMgU/Q7czETrihIU/s320/IMG_6027.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />So we opened all the treasure chests, and this weird thing popped out of one of them.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-beZokG87rP0/US_WYRed0dI/AAAAAAAAMgc/rtzcLZMAjD8/s1600/IMG_6028.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-beZokG87rP0/US_WYRed0dI/AAAAAAAAMgc/rtzcLZMAjD8/s320/IMG_6028.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />A Lucky Mallet? Well, that's not really what I was looking for, but okay...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-efyzr-fP7FI/US_WkuQsA3I/AAAAAAAAMgk/Tp6lCJkHPrs/s1600/IMG_6032.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-efyzr-fP7FI/US_WkuQsA3I/AAAAAAAAMgk/Tp6lCJkHPrs/s320/IMG_6032.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Shrink people? That's kind of random...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pehwSpOz69Q/US_WwX0geHI/AAAAAAAAMgs/QuuJY4893wo/s1600/IMG_6033.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pehwSpOz69Q/US_WwX0geHI/AAAAAAAAMgs/QuuJY4893wo/s320/IMG_6033.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Eye of a needle, you say? That sounds familiar.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mhzKgWl-PBY/US_W7ARCcqI/AAAAAAAAMg0/9wkzJim1OJU/s1600/IMG_6034.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mhzKgWl-PBY/US_W7ARCcqI/AAAAAAAAMg0/9wkzJim1OJU/s320/IMG_6034.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Didn't Waka say something about the eye of a needle? I feel like he did. Or maybe I just want to stab him in the eye with a needle.<br /><br />That sounded violent. Oops.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BS0J2pREXQo/US_XQss1UMI/AAAAAAAAMg8/h1rI2hXhuzk/s1600/IMG_6035.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BS0J2pREXQo/US_XQss1UMI/AAAAAAAAMg8/h1rI2hXhuzk/s320/IMG_6035.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Of course it doesn't, unless it can magically turn into the Fox Rods.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aBFmnHVOmrM/US_XdbwQOAI/AAAAAAAAMhE/YB9hWV8xhsY/s1600/IMG_6039.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aBFmnHVOmrM/US_XdbwQOAI/AAAAAAAAMhE/YB9hWV8xhsY/s320/IMG_6039.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh. Well, that sucks.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QnDkvz_hHMA/US_XohXhWKI/AAAAAAAAMhM/UwmTG87Jj2k/s1600/IMG_6041.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QnDkvz_hHMA/US_XohXhWKI/AAAAAAAAMhM/UwmTG87Jj2k/s320/IMG_6041.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Do you hear yourself when you talk, Issun? That's pretty much the definition of "looking for a needle in a haystack."<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mqI3yjtcAKU/US_X2lzT1lI/AAAAAAAAMhU/UbZFJ7FBitY/s1600/IMG_6042.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mqI3yjtcAKU/US_X2lzT1lI/AAAAAAAAMhU/UbZFJ7FBitY/s320/IMG_6042.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Why? Is the water getting too acidic for you? <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xW7LWIjzOq8/US_YFiyuOMI/AAAAAAAAMhc/_1fvZ_NN1rA/s1600/IMG_6043.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xW7LWIjzOq8/US_YFiyuOMI/AAAAAAAAMhc/_1fvZ_NN1rA/s320/IMG_6043.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh, right. Well, I'm sure we can handle the Water Dragon if he attacks us. It's not like he's a 40-foot-long dragon/snake/BAMF with a grudge or anything...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pWl2s_G7sbU/US_YZEC-ksI/AAAAAAAAMhk/H2hpcSVJdBA/s1600/IMG_6045.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pWl2s_G7sbU/US_YZEC-ksI/AAAAAAAAMhk/H2hpcSVJdBA/s320/IMG_6045.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br /><br />You said it, Issun! <br /><br />And with that, I've arrived at my stopping point for today. Check back next time to see if Our Heroes survive the trip back to shore. <br /><br />Until next time, heroes!fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-986805434279722692013-02-25T21:12:00.001-08:002013-02-26T11:15:33.515-08:00Okami Chapter 16: Fish Aren't Swords, You DoofusHello everyone, and welcome to my 16th blog post about Okami. I'd have posted this earlier, but the tl: dr version is: I'm lazy, work, more work, Oscars, etc etc. Fortunately, I at least remembered to play the game last week, so I could make a post today. I'll try to get another post out this week, but as always, I won't make any promises.<br />
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In today's post, the intrepid Okami restores the water to Sei'an City's dry canals, helps a wandering monk catch a fish, meets a priestess with large...tracts of land, and finds some pieces of paper that belong to said priestess. Fun stuff! And without further ado, let's begin.<br />
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So, the nasty green mist was still wreaking havoc in Sei'an City. But before we could, you know, try to do anything about it, we had to explore all of the dried-up canals for treasure. Because they were full of treasure chests, for whatever reason. And while we were down there, we found this guy! <br />
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Ooh! It's a clue for what we're supposed to be doing! <br />
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I see. So our goal is to get the city's water back? I guess that makes sense.<br />
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After we were done looting all the treasure chests (they mostly contained random junk), we explored the canals some more and found something interesting.<br />
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Hmm. I feel like this is probably what we're looking for here. Let's investigate.<br />
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Yep, this is definitely what I'm looking forward to. Although I'm not really sure it's wise to curse a god in front of another god...<br />
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I, uh...guess so. I'm not sure how exactly the Water Dragon would be involved, but...yeah.<br />
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The guy's a carpenter? How does that have anything to do with what's clearly a plumbing issue? Well, I guess you have to take what you can get when your entire city is out of commission.<br />
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No, really? I thought you got your drinking water from the ocean right outside.<br />
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Well, you've got me and my four paws! Let's get to work! <br />
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Oh, do tell! <br />
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Uhhh...okay? <br />
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Wait a minute. There's a lot of stone in this city. How is it floating, exactly? <br />
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Okay, whatever. Where are you going with this story? <br />
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I'm not sure how the Water Dragon could have caused that, but whatever. What do you want me to do?<br />
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I see. And I suppose I'd have to do the digging?<br />
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Just as I suspected. Well, let's do this.<br />
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What came next was basically a digging game, which I already had to do once to get the hot springs flowing in Sasa Sanctuary. Yet again, I didn't take any pictures of it because there was a time limit. I didn't even think to take a video of it, but <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UkCUTutpS3E" target="_blank">here's</a> a handy video. There's no sound, probably because the music is copyrighted, but whatever.<br />
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Here's a blurry picture of what the canals looked like after we opened the plug back up! <br />
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I hope that apprentice carpenter got out of the canal in time! <br />
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Yeah, I see it. Now if we could get the mist to go away, we'd be set.<br />
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Now that the water had been restored to the canals, it was time to head to the Aristocratic Quarter, since we hadn't been there yet...but the bridge had been lowered so we couldn't get across it. There was a guy standing on the bridge staring at the water, so we talked to him.<br />
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The time is near? What are you talking about?<br />
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Fisherman monk? Thousandth sword? I'm confused.<br />
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Wait. Are you a warrior monk or a fisherman monk? I'm confused.<br />
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Not that you're bragging or anything...<br />
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Oh? And you think you've found the last one here?<br />
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Living Sword? Was the person who told you this legend on acid? <br />
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Anyway, then he started talking about the bridge.<br />
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So, uh...who put you in charge of the bridge? And why are you being such a jerk? Raise it already! <br />
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Fish for the Living Sword? So he knows it's a fish? Well, whatever. Why are you being such a jerk? <br />
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Uhhh...<br />
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You're a Fisherman Monk, but you don't have a fishing pole? <br />
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Apparently I didn't get a picture of him saying he couldn't afford to buy the fishing rod. YOU'RE A FISHERMAN AND/OR WARRIOR MONK AND YOU CAN'T AFFORD A FISHING POLE? <br />
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Well, whatever. I went to the town's Tool Dealer (no Susanos for sale, unfortunately) and bought the special fishing rod from him. <br />
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Yeah, yeah, I'm awesome, you suck, etc. <br />
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He must know it's a fish. He's holding a fishing pole. What's the deal with this guy? <br />
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Fishing for the Living Sword was basically the same as helping Kokari fish. Here's what we caught! <br />
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Well, that's not a Living Sword. Let's try again! <br />
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That's not a Living Sword either. One more try...<br />
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See? It's a fish! <br />
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Woohoo! <br />
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Actually, that fish has a weird-looking jaw...<br />
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Um, yes. You knew it was swimming around in the lake. You had to know it was a fish! <br />
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Indeed! So get over it already.<br />
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Yay! So you're going to fix the bridge? <br />
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Woo! Now we can explore the rich part of town! But first...<br />
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Well, that looks ominous. Clearly the green mist is coming from somewhere in the Aristocratic Quarter. Creepy.<br />
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I guess it's the Imperial Palace, even. The plot thickens! <br />
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And when we got across the bridge...<br />
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Oh, yeah? Well, same to you! <br />
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What took me so long? Well, first I had to, you know, KILL OROCHI, and then I had to get past the City Checkpoint, and then I had to un-curse Ryoshima Coast, and then I had to get the city's water back, and then I had to help that so-called Fisherman Monk catch a fish, and...<br />
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Yeah! What's your deal, guy? <br />
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You're always looking for something! Are you looking for your relevance to the story this time? <br />
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What? You don't have the balls to get it yourself? <br />
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Oh? Why? <br />
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Yeah! How do we know you're not involved somehow?<br />
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Whoa there, Issun. That sounds like something we'd hear on Fox News...<br />
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Huh? What are you talking about?<br />
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Oh. Well, that's not so bad, I guess. Unless you want to take over the heavens.<br />
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It does? Well, I guess I am a goddess...<br />
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Oh, come on. Too vague! Say something more useful.<br />
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Right. Well, I was working on that right up until you interrupted me.<br />
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Yeah, I can see that. What's your point? <br />
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So stop talking and let me do my thing! <br />
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Sure, whatever.<br />
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We'll remember that. Bye bye now! <br />
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We'll keep that in mind. Now scram! <br />
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Actually, that time he didn't leave. He just kept standing there at the end of the bridge. Oh well. <br />
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Once we actually crossed into the Aristocratic Quarter, we found ourselves standing in line. Hmm.<br />
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But that got old fast, so we cut to the front. Turns out the line was comprised of people waiting to hear one of the local priestess's sermons. Or at least, it had something to do with the local priestess, who apparently only has one useful quality.<br />
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Well, that's nice. We're going to go talk to her now. And walk into a porn set, judging by the <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rZ3tGEbsKkE" target="_blank">music</a>.<br />
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Hmm...I guess they weren't kidding, were they? At least she can see my wolfyness...<br />
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Hopefully Queen Himiko recognizes your actual talents? <br />
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You can't see it in the picture, but her boobs actually jiggle whenever she moves. <br />
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I'm pretty sure they jiggle when she talks, too.<br />
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Shh! She'll hear you! <br />
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HAHA! She called him a fairy. <br />
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Dammit, Issun! Your misogyny is showing! <br />
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Fortunately, she didn't know what he was talking about, so we were able to move on to more important things.<br />
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So they had a conversation about how Rao heard that Orochi had been defeated, there were evil forces over Ryoshima Coast, the Water Dragon was causing havoc and there was an evil green mist over the city. So, basically a recap of everything we already knew about the situation.<br />
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Did it go to Ryoshima? Who knows.<br />
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Whoa! Why are you just blabbing this to her! Like she's going to believe us! <br />
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Of course, she'd heard the real victor was some guy named Susano, but we set her straight pretty quick. <br />
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Most of the work? I did ALL the work, sister.<br />
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I am? What am I, your puppet? What if I don't want to? <br />
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Oh, fine...I suppose it would be good to have a beautiful priestess on our side...<br />
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So I used Galestorm in the room and it blew a bunch of stuff around the room.<br />
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It was a Celestial Brush technique, sister.<br />
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You know it! Now help us with whatever we desire! <br />
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Wait. You have a quest? What quest? <br />
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Shut up, Issun! You're going to ruin the whole thing! <br />
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See? You ruined it. Now she'll never help us. Wait, what do we need her help with again?<br />
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So she said something about losing her Prayer Slips and then kicked us out. Well, that's fun. Let's go explore the Aristocratic Quarter.<br />
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The first guy we found said he'd served under the former Emperor for years, until said former Emperor took ill. Not sure why he's the former Emperor. Is he the King, then? His wife is the Queen. Confusing. He'd been a benevolent ruler, but...<br />
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Mysterious. Well, let's go check out the Imperial Palace...<br />
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I'm getting the impression we're on the right track...<br />
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When we got closer to the entrance, we got an opportunity to eavesdrop on the two guards. One of them asked the other's opinion of the Emperor, because the mist that seemed to be accompanying the illness was, well, bad. <br />
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This is getting weirder by the second. <br />
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Clearly we're going to have to intervene. But what do we do first? Well, let's go investigate this little area next to the entrance.<br />
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Hey, didn't Rao say something about some paper slips? <br />
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Then we noticed the hole in the wall behind the slips.<br />
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Hey, didn't Waka say something about going through a little hole? I'm starting to see a pattern here.<br />
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Oh, that's subtle. Thanks, Issun.<br />
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So we grabbed the Prayer Slips and took them back to Rao, who was immensely grateful.<br />
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Okay, cool. What now?<br />
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That depends. What do you want me to do? <br />
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Yeah, I kinda got that impression from talking to some of the townspeople. Some of them even think she's behind the evil mist. I'm not really sure what to think...<br />
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So...what are we supposed to do, exactly?<br />
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Sacred treasure? What are you talking about? <br />
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So she started talking about the sunken ship in the harbor...<br />
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Okay, and? <br />
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Sorry for the blurriness. Well, isn't that convenient? The ship bringing the item the queen needed just happened to get sunk in the harbor. <br />
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Fox Rods? That's an interesting name...<br />
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How terrible that they're at the bottom of the harbor, then! <br />
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Wait. So if you had the Fox Rods, you wouldn't need me to do all your work for me? Sign me up, sister! <br />
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I think that's exactly what she wants. Well, I'm in! <br />
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Of course I am. But more importantly, I'm tired of doing everything for everyone.<br />
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Okay, but what's so special about the new moon?<br />
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Oh, I see. I remember seeing the Moon Turret when I first got to Ryoshima, but it was too tall to climb on top of. I'll have to work on that.<br />
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I'll have to look into that. Okay, see you later, Rao! <br />
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Not wanting to waste any time, we headed out of the city and paid a quick visit to the local dojo, where we learned the Double Jump technique. Apparently I didn't take any photos of this, but basically it lets me jump into the air, then "kick off from the air itself" to jump higher. Fun stuff. <br />
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And then we found the Moon Turret!<br />
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Looks impressive. Let's hop on board! <br />
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He's talking about the view. Yes, if only the ship weren't there to spoil the view. Don't you have any sympathy for the ship's crew, who're probably all dead? Jerk.<br />
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You know, with the ugly wrecked ship in the way I can't really tell for sure, but it kinda looks like a moon.<br />
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See? Told you it was a moon.<br />
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YOUR MISOGYNY IS STILL SHOWING! <br />
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No, I think she meant the other Moon Turret around here. Idiot.<br />
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I was pretty sure I needed to draw a moon in the sky, so I did. Incredibly enough, something happened! <br />
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Wait, I thought the moon was under the ship. Interesting.<br />
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Is the water draining out of the circle? Weird.<br />
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No kidding, genius.<br />
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I guess we'll find out...but not until my next post, because this one is getting really long. Like I said, I'll try to post again this week, but no promises. <br />
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Until next time, heroes! Check back next time to see us explore the ghastly Sunken Ship, and probably do other heroic things! fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-73654558918082032232013-02-16T14:04:00.003-08:002013-02-16T14:05:02.792-08:00Okami Chapter 15: He's Totally Hitting That<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2WrI-P_jQtI/UR_MusH52AI/AAAAAAAALno/ZZuzFK4YS_Q/s1600/IMG_5638.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>Hello, readers, and welcome to another blog post about Okami (Sorry I always seem to open these the same way...). In today's post, we celebrate the Kamiki Festival, then abandon the whole area complelely in favor of going to the coast and seeing what's wrong with the capital city. So, without further ado, let's get this thing started! <br />
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I always liked the Kamiki Festival part of the game. The <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=imjtRgkqA6w" target="_blank">music</a> fits it really well, everyone is partying, Tama is setting off his fireworks in the background...it's just really well done. <br />
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And, of course, the revelers are gathered around big tanks of booze just shooting the breeze. Fun stuff.<br />
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I'm not sure who this guy is. Is he Kokari's dad? I think he is. Moving on...<br />
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Yeah, it's Kokari's dad. he, uh...he's got a lot of work ahead of him. Let's see what Mr. Bamboo has to say! <br />
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Woohoo! Glad I could help. Just don't get too wasted now; you still have to hobble home to wherever you live.<br />
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Good to see some things never change. Also, I totally caught you, sucker.<br />
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Oh, really? I thought I already showed him what's what. Am I going to have to do it again? <br />
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You know, that reminds me of something. Mushi said his dad (and the original Hayabusa) died in a demon attack. We haven't seen Mushi's mom do anything other than tend to her turnips. Which means the turnips are probably her sole source of income, which explains why she gets so mad (and violent) when we dig them up. That's...a really douchey thing for Mushi to do. Heh. Douchey Mushi. I like it! That'll be his name from now on, if we ever see him again.<br />
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So then we went up to Mr. Orange's platform, where more revelers were hanging out and drinking Kushi's sake.<br />
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I'm sure they are. You're aware that Tama just set off a series of fireworks that involved a pawprint, your face, and a turnip, right? So not only are you living in poverty, the whole village knows about it and doesn't seem to care. That's fun. <br />
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Yay! You know what's going on! <br />
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Yeah. Actually, the smoke from your fireworks is polluting the village and they asked me to ask you to tone it down. <br />
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Hey, I just said to tone it down! Not show me fireworks formations of a dog's face and Issun! Pollluter! <br />
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And then...we walked over to Sakuya's tree, where a very scantily-clad Sakuya was waiting for us...<br />
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I'm...sure you are. Have you been drinking the sake? I feel like you've been drinking the sake...<br />
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Does that mean the game is over after all?! <br />
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...Oh. Right. Well, carry on then.<br />
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You HAVE been drinking the sake! You naughty girl! Let's go see what Susano and Kushi are up to. <br />
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Hey! Who are you calling a mutt? <br />
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So he said he needed to thank me, because despite the fact that he's a completely awesome dude, he wouldn't have been able to do what he did without me. Well, duh. <br />
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I, uh...well, okay...<br />
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You go right ahead and do that. I'll just watch.<br />
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Don't worry. I'll always be there to do your work for you! <br />
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Haha! Take that, Issun. Also, I thought I was a female goddess...oh well.<br />
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Not going to lie...I liked the old name better.<br />
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Well, I did just get a really kickass sword from killing Orochi - wait, what?! <br />
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Wait a second. If he could see what I really looked like, why the hell was he surprised that all this stuff was happening? I mean, it makes sense that he'd be able to see who I really am, being Nagi's descendant and all, but still...<br />
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But, before I could ask all these burning questions, I got shot down.<br />
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Oh, you're trying to score! Oh, come on, you just made me your brother in arms! I could totally be your wingman! <br />
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But...I want to be your wingman! Aww...<br />
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So, being the clueless dolt I am, I decided to talk to Kushi and see what she had to say.<br />
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It was nothing, ma'am. Now, that guy over there wants to get into your pants. Are you going to let him in? <br />
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Of course I am! That's not the point I'm trying to make here! I'm trying to be Susano's wingman! <br />
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Fine, we'll go away. I could have been Susano's wingman. Oh well. Have fun, you two! <br />
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And with that, we were bored of the Kamiki festival, so we decided to head out. Did we know where we were going? <br />
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I guess so. Cool! I guess there are still four more brush gods we need to find.<br />
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But before we could leave, we were accosted by drunken Sakuya again.<br />
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Well, the fireworks got kind of boring and Susano wants to get down, so...<br />
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Well, you're just going to have to get used to it. <br />
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Then she started talking about the black mist we saw when Orochi died.<br />
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Well, clearly the evil hasn't been completely defeated yet or the game would be over. So we'll just have to go find out what it is.<br />
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Good thing that's where we were planning on going...<br />
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Thanks for the advice, I guess.<br />
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I know, right? Well, let's get this over with.<br />
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Right! So I'll just use a Mermaid Coin to teleport to Taka Pass, and...<br />
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Our first glimpse of the City Checkpoint, but I was too slow with the camera and missed the title card. Oh well. That looks like a vertical bridge. Let's see what the locals have to say! <br />
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How imaginative.<br />
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But she didn't have any other useful information, so I talked to the guy next to her.<br />
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Uh oh. That doesn't sound good at all. Are we sure we want to go there? <br />
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I guess so. Well, you just sit there and enjoy your tea, Mr. Tea Customer.<br />
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Well, let's see if these guards know what's going on, shall we?<br />
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Oh, and this particular guard was sleeping on the job. I hope Sei-an City's guarding standards are a little higher than that...<br />
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So the guard basically told me the same story Mrs. Pine did; the city is closed, the bridge is raised (by order of Queen Himiko herself), and also, the Phoenix Statues that protect the checkpoint usually burn with sacred flames, but then went out recently, but then started burning again when Orochi was killed. What a coinkydink.<br />
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By "the big day," he meant the Kamiki Festival. Well, we already know what happened there. The guy clearly wasn't going to tell us anything useful, so we talked to the other guard.<br />
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Somebody's arrogant, I see.<br />
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To demonstrate this, he shot an arrow into the giant cannon across the way. A cannon sitting there with its barrel pointing conveniently toward us. Hmm.<br />
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I see. Interesting. <br />
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Yeah, we saw it. Get to the point already! <br />
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Sign? What sign? <br />
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Oh, really? I think I know where you're going with this.<br />
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But, unfortunately, he didn't want to give the signal because he didn't have anything to look forward to back in the city. Dude, you just told me they raised the bridge before you could get back to the other side and now you're stuck here. Why wouldn't you give the signal? Well, aside from it being against the queen's orders...<br />
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Oh, I get it. Well, you don't get to join our group, so don't ask. By the way, I'm going to take things into my own paws now. <br />
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Good thing that handy flame was there so I could set the arrow on fire.<br />
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So the now-burning arrow flew across the chasm...<br />
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...into the cannon (you can see its smoke in the barrel)...<br />
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...and then it blew up the whole command post. Oops.<br />
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But then the bridge came down, so it was all okay! <br />
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Woohoo! Now we can go to Sei-an City! <br />
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Oh. See, so you did have a reason to go back to the city.<br />
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What are you implying here, bub? <br />
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Yeah, okay. I've got my eye on you, pal.<br />
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After Yoichi ran off, we decided it was time to cross the bridge. Hopefully nobody died in that explosion...<br />
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There used to be buildings there. Fortunately, we decided to clear out all of those foul purple areas for some Praise, which hopefully helped us atone for blowing up the command post. And then it was time to go see Ryoshima Coast! <br />
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Well, that doesn't look good at all. <br />
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Well, I guess I don't know why we're surprised. Sakuya said there was still something evil out there.<br />
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Yeah! What's going on here?! Clearly we're going to have to investigate, as soon as we- AARGH ATTACKED BY AN IMP!!! <br />
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Okay, never mind. The imp looked scary, but was just as much of a pussy as all the other imps. Die! <br />
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There had to be a Guardian Sapling somewhere around here, so Issun and I did some exploring.<br />
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Interesting. Looks like I need to send some water to the next level.<br />
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And so on and so forth...<br />
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That looks like a little Guardian Sapling at the top of the photo. I better send some water up there! <br />
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Yay, it grew! Now to Bloom it...<br />
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Yay, Ryoshima Coast is back to normal! It's so beautiful! <br />
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Yay! <br />
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Of course I do. You can't miss it! <br />
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Well, I'm sure we'll find out what it's doing there soon enough. Let's go! <br />
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So we left the Guardian Sapling behind and explored some of the immediate area. Among other things, we found a secret passageway that somehow led to Madame Fawn's house. Okay then. We also found a temple! <br />
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Cool? Aww, they didn't even give you a proper name.<br />
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Well, that's unfortunate. At least you're here to keep an eye on the place until she gets back?<br />
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Sounds handy.<br />
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And you're mad because she's never at the temple? Why don't you just go to the city and see her there? Sheesh. We know something is wrong there, so why would you expect to find her here? <br />
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I think the proper explanation is that you're an idiot.<br />
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Don't hold your breath.<br />
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When we decided to do more exploring, we ran into a local fisherman. I didn't think to take pictures of the conversation, though, so let me sum up with some handy bullet points.<br />
<ul>
<li>They can't figure out why the cursed zone affected them</li>
<li>No ships have been able to get to the port because of the Water Dragon</li>
<li>The Water Dragon is the local guardian who recently went crazy for some reason</li>
<li>He's been attacking ships that try to come near and sank one</li>
<li>The ship that sank was carrying something Queen Himiko needed</li>
<li>The situation keeps getting worse by the second </li>
</ul>
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Wow. That, uh, doesn't look promising at all. Well, let's go walk in the front gate and see what we find.<br />
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Yikes. This is bad.<br />
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I dunno, man. With that mist, I don't think much of anything is happening right now.<br />
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I'd make a joke, but this is clearly no laughing matter.<br />
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I highly doubt that.<br />
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So we did some exploring, and what we found was...really depressing, actually. All of the people were reduced to crawling on the ground because they were too weak to walk. They all looked like they were at death's door. <br />
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This just keeps getting worse and worse. You know the situation is urgent when the people are too sick to move around.<br />
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And that brings me to the end of today's post. Check back next time to see me (hopefully) do something about the weird green mist and help keep Sei-an City from falling into ruin. <br />
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Until next time, heroes! fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-80467705084715540552013-02-09T13:59:00.001-08:002013-02-09T13:59:22.013-08:00Okami Chapter 14: Waka's Bad Prophecy Fulfilled!Hello, reader(s)! It's time for yet another Okami blog post. In today's post, <strike> which I put off writing for two days because I was busy playing <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fragile-Dreams-Farewell-Ruins-Nintendo-Wii/dp/B002E6XY6U/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1360274777&sr=8-1&keywords=fragile+dreams" target="_blank">Fragile Dreams</a> instead </strike> our intrepid heroes use their wits (and some convenient miracles) to defeat the horrible monster Orochi! Read it and weep, friends.<br />
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When I left off, Issun and I had just infiltrated Orochi's throne room. The minion at the top of the elevator shaft told us to just take a peek and come straight back down. Pfft, like we're really going to do that.<br />
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So...the throne room is just a room with a little building and a bell in<br />
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What? Do you see Orochi? <br />
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Oh, it's just Kushi lying under the bell. Well, at least she hasn't been eaten yet. <br />
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So we heroically sprang into action to save Kushi! But then something interrupted us...<br />
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I guess the throne room is bigger than I thought it was. And what's with the creepy red sky? <br />
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Whuh oh. Something's happening...<br />
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It's Orochi. Boy, all those heads look mean...<br />
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I guess that's Issun's artwork for Orochi. Are those bloodstains? Man, I don't think I like that at all...<br />
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That's right, Orochi talks. It just seems so bizarre. Do all eight of his heads talk at once? <br />
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Oh, and apparently the shrine and bell are part of his body, or on top of his body, I'm not quite sure. At any rate, the whole thing was floating in the air.<br />
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It was a miracle. You know, because I'm a god(dess)?<br />
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Oh, yeah? Well, you...you stink too! Grr! <br />
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You tell him, Issun! Let's hope the Thunder Brew does what it's supposed to! <br />
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It's hard to see what was going on in the above picture, but it's one of Issun's heads drinking the Thunder Brew (the yellow thing at the top) while two other heads presumably laugh at him. And then it was fighting time! <br />
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But we couldn't really do anything to the dastardly snake boss because he had some kind of invincibility shield going on.<br />
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Well, I wouldn't really call that cheating so much as using your self-preservation abilities, but whatever...<br />
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But at about that time, Kushi woke up and distracted all the heads.<br />
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We told her to run, but being Kushi, she just stood there. So Orochi decided to just eat her, appetizer be damned. But before he could put a tooth on her...<br />
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HOLY CRAP IT'S SUSANO! <br />
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HE'S NOT EVEN SHAKING! HE'S BECOME TOTALLY BADASS! <br />
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Oh, I'm sure he's "come" in your honor many a time, Kushi...WAIT, NO TIME FOR JOKES NOW! <br />
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Haha! I wonder if that's a purposeful reference to <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RNiGeKzc-98" target="_blank">Underdog</a>.<br />
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Well, I'm glad you found your backbone in time to help us! <br />
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I'm sure you have! Just as we've long awaited the opportunity to beat you again! <br />
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So Orochi prattled on about how the descendants of Nagi had kept him imprisoned for a hundred years, but it was Nagi's bloodline who would "unleash [his] true power", apparently. Apparently Orochi would turn into, like, an Orochi-nuclear-bomb if he could managed to make a pact with a descendant of Nagi, and everything would be really, really bad for everyone else. <br />
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I don't think that's a good idea...<br />
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Right, because he lost his nerve. Well, in the long run, that was probably a good thing.<br />
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No! Don't do it, Susano! <br />
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Gee, ya think? <br />
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I love how Susano just stood there with his arms crossed the whole time. He's clearly Having None of This Shit.<br />
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So Orochi shouted at Susano some more to agree to the blood pact, and Susano responded with...<br />
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Yeah! You rock that bloodline! <br />
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...Even though I have to do all your work for you! <br />
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Yeah! Use your sword on that bitch! <br />
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Presumably the sword just bounced off the barrier we still haven't dispelled, but it's the thought that counts, right? <br />
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Sorry for the blurriness. Go Susano! <br />
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Yeah! You tell him! <br />
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I'm not so sure about that...<br />
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And then...a miracle happened! <br />
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That's the discarded empty bottle of Thunder Brew. What's going on here? <br />
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8 Purification Sake?! But I thought Susano drank it all! <br />
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I don't think that much sake would fit in the bottle, either...I guess this is a miracle we're talking about, though. Woo for miracles! <br />
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Apparently this miracle had nothing to do with me! <br />
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So then it was time for the battle to begin. Here's a picture of what I was up against.<br />
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The objective was to use my Waterspout brush technique to get the various Orochi heads drunk on Sake. By drawing a line of sake into their mouths, which gaped open conveniently every time they roared, which was often. Once I managed to get three of the heads drunk...<br />
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...all eight of the heads collapsed and made handy paths up to the shrine...<br />
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...where I used my beads to beat the shit out of the bell. <br />
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When I managed to defeat the bell, it turned into a blazing inferno on Orochi's back. <br />
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Sorry for the blurry photos. It's hard to keep your hands steady amid all this confusion.<br />
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Anyway, after I destroyed the bell, my objective changed. Now I had to kill all eight of Orochi's heads one by one, using the same technique as before. <br />
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Except this time, once I got the heads drunk, I just had to beat them up.<br />
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Here's a blurry picture of me beating up one of the heads! <br />
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And here we are with all the heads but one vanquished.<br />
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Are we done yet? Are we done yet? <br />
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Yes! The last head is down! Wait, what do we do now? <br />
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So apparently Susano's been standing off to the side just watching the whole thing, I guess? <br />
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Wait! Is it time for Waka's prophecy? <br />
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Speaking of your sword, why is it made of wood? <br />
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Well, let's look at the sky! <br />
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Uh oh, there's no moon. We should fix that.<br />
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Ta-dah! <br />
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Look at that beautiful moon! <br />
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And then a ray of moonlight came down and somehow turned Susano's sword gold. Interesting. Unfortunately, my picture of it is all blurry, so you'll have to be satisfied with this:<br />
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At some point in here, all of Orochi's heads got up again and were all grouchy and RAWR. So Susano, being the badass he is, used his sword to individually slice all of their heads to kill them again. And by that, I mean I Power Slashed all of Orochi's heads individually to kill them again (I couldn't get pictures because there wasn't time). And then this happened! <br />
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Fido? Oh, I am so kicking your ass later...<br />
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What? You say a silly name and I do your work for you? <br />
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Okay, I'll get ready to Power Slash...<br />
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Holy crap, I think he actually did something for himself for once.<br />
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He cleaved that serpent right down the middle! Let's hope he doesn't have to do the same thing to the other seven...<br />
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Aww, and then Kushi fell out of nowhere and landed right in Susano's arms. How romantic.<br />
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Uh oh! Let the sappy romance begin! <br />
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Way of the sword? HA! Now, if you'd said "way of the bottle," I'd have believed you.<br />
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See, it's right there in the picture! Way of the couch potato, maybe?<br />
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Wait a second. All you need is to change your ways a little...<br />
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Whoa, hold up! All I'm saying is...<br />
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Why so serious, indeed...<br />
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Uh, that's an old joke. What I mean is...<br />
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Yeah! I mean, you did just defeat Orochi and all...<br />
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Oh, wait, the narrator is trying to talk. Fine, do your narrating! <br />
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...Everybody just stood there staring at it? <br />
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Didn't that already happen? <br />
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Oh. Well, that makes sense.<br />
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Wait a second. You're telling me the game isn't over yet? But...but...Orochi was the big bad and we killed him...<br />
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Oh, right, the blue mist.<br />
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But nobody knew what the evil mist was, so the game ended in an flurry of sunshine and rainbows! Right?<br />
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I guess we'd better resign ourselves to the fact it's not over yet.<br />
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Which is good, because the game completely forgets about them from here on out. Well, after the Kamiki Festival, I guess.<br />
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Shut up, Issun.<br />
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Fine...<br />
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I guess it would be nice if I could hold the camera straight.<br />
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Bwuh? What's going on now? <br />
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Okay, I don't really know what's going on here, but clearly we're supposed to think whoever is talking IS EVILLLLL.<br />
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You know, since Waka keeps acting all suspicious. What situation? What's grown urgent? Are you pissed that I defeated Orochi? And is that the phoenix statue in the Moon Cave?<br />
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What city? This is getting interesting.<br />
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WHOA! He's talking to me! Hey, I didn't know I was eavesdropping! <br />
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What are you saying? That I'm going to have to defeat Orochi at least twice more? Now that would just be ridiculous. <br />
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So we wandered out of the Moon Cave. Apparently we took a different path than Susano and Kushi did, since there's no sign of them anywhere. Oh, who am I kidding? They're probably back in the cave making out on a pile of snake entrails.<br />
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Starry? <br />
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Those are fireworks, you idiot! <br />
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Or, maybe they're just celebrating their festival they were about to have right after we left? <br />
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Where's that new sword I just got? I want to bonk you over the head with it! <br />
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And with that...<br />
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...we were left with pretty images of fireworks and an option to save the game. Sure, why not? <br />
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Well, that brings me to my stopping point for today. I think that's the first time I've encountered a boss fight that took a whole post to document. And then it wasn't even the last boss! I don't know what I'm going to do for the actual last boss, but it'll probably be a few months before I get that far, so I guess I'll deal with it then. <br />
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Check back next time to see the Kamiki Festival, heroes!fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-46151698239486278462013-01-31T14:56:00.003-08:002013-01-31T14:56:45.298-08:00Okami Chapter 13: Dungheap Slimebucket Goulash? Don't Mind if I Do!Hello, dear readers, and welcome to another blog post about Okami. I am happy to report that so far, this game has been much easier to poke fun at than Dragon Age was. Not that I wasn't expecting it to be, but I just wanted to give you an update. <br />
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And with that, let's get this party started.<br />
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In my last post, we had just been locked into the Moon Cave by that dastardly bastard Waka. There didn't seem to be any way to escape our predicament, so we decided it was best to just keep going. <br />
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This looks like a fun place. Here's a less blurry picture of the stairs, complete with us standing on them and an ominous purple cloud in the background.<br />
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Did I mention how ominous-looking that cloud is? Because it is. And as you can see, the stairway, uh, stops existing in a few more feet. Interesting.<br />
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That's no big deal, right? Can't we just jump over it? <br />
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I guess not. And that's "goddess" to you, buddy! <br />
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So Issun tried to give me a lame clue about what to do next. Something about doing it "our way." Huh?<br />
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Oh. Right. <br />
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I dunno, Issun. I don't know if jumping straight into the scary purple cloud is really a good idea...but I guess there aren't any other alternatives. Well, here goes nothing! <br />
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So we dived into the purple cloud, and after a long fall, we landed on...this. <br />
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Well, I guess this is technically the Moon CAVE... or "Calcified Cavern" according to the title card I didn't get a photo of.<br />
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Hey! You're the one who suggested we jump right into this! Shut up if you don't have anything useful to say! <br />
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I hope so too, but somehow I doubt she's in this cave. Well, this <i>particular </i>cave.<br />
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So we headed toward the closest door, which you can actually see behind us in the above photo. But we were rudely interrupted! <br />
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Gah! We've been here 30 seconds and we've already been caught? We're the most inept investigative team ever...<br />
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Imps? Well, at least they aren't trying to drag us away...<br />
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They'll gladly recruit us to their cult, though. No thanks, cultists.<br />
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No, Issun! Don't piss them off! <br />
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HEY! WHO ARE YOU CALLING DUMB?<br />
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IF IT'S AT ALL POSSIBLE TO DO SO, I WILL MAKE SURE YOU BOTH DIE LONG, PAINFUL DEATHS! <br />
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Grrrrrrrrrrrr......<br />
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Wait a second. If they think I'm an idiot, maybe they won't haul me off to the dungeon! <br />
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Durrr...I mean, I was just...looking for something to eat...<br />
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YES! YOU GIVE FOOD NOW! <br />
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So they threw me some fresh vegetables (inexplicably enough) and then let me go on my merry way. Not that I could go very far.<br />
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Oh, there's the Calcified Cavern title card. Well, there's the cavern for you. Complete with a Golden Archway that, uh...I'm not really sure why it's there instead of at the end of the dungeon, but whatever.<br />
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Kushi's Thunder Brew was sitting on the path in front of the archway. We weren't sure how it got there, but we figured it would probably be a good idea to take it with us.<br />
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So we explored what little there was to explore of the Calcified Cavern, until we found another Blighted Gateway or whatever these things are called.<br />
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There were a lot of these in this dungeon. Well, I suppose it was mostly populated by demons. <br />
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Apparently the demon we were fighting was originally intended to be someone's Christmas present...<br />
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...And he also does kung fu with skulls, or something.<br />
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Fortunately, he was really easy to kill with my new beads. And after he died, we got THIS!<br />
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A mask? Well, that was unexpected...<br />
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Oh! It's a disguise! Okay then.<br />
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Ooh! Ooh! I know what to do with it! Ooh! Pick me! Pick me! <br />
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I want to draw on it! Let me! Ooh! Ooh! <br />
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Heh. Let's see what that looks like.<br />
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Hmm...let's try again. That one looks like somebody punched him right in the lip.<br />
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Ha, there we go! <br />
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Aww, his mouth looks like a slice of pizza. Again! <br />
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HAHA! Awesome! <br />
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Nah, too tiny (and blurry).<br />
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So, after some more experimentation, I finally settled on a design I liked.<br />
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Ha! Perfect! Time to go talk to those imps again.<br />
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I, uh...nothing in particular...<br />
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Holy crap, they're actually falling for it...I mean, yay! <br />
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OKAY, I'M GOING! After you tell me where I'm supposed to be! <br />
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So the imps filled us in on the whole Orochi sacrificial ceremony and how everyone was busy getting ready.<br />
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Okay! You don't have to tell us twice? Right, Issun? I mean, Demon-Issun? <br />
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So we went through the doors and into the Moon Cave proper. Here it is! <br />
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Well, that doesn't look so bad...<br />
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Okay, never mind. Looks like this place will be a lot more complicated than the Gale Shrine. Although it wouldn't be very hard to be more complicated than the Gale Shrine, really.<br />
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Since there wasn't really any indication of where we needed to go, Issun and I wandered into the kitchen...<br />
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...where the chef had apparently gone missing.<br />
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Well, golly gee. There's a giant cookpot right over there with a lid on it. Did you check in there?<br />
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...I think what we have here is a case of criminal negligence! <br />
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Fortunately, there were some conveniently-placed blossoms hovering above the cookpot, so it was easy to draw some vines from the pot to the blossoms and pull the lid off. Which revealed...<br />
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Well, looky here. I solved the Mystery of the Missing Chef in about five seconds. Well, I guess nobody ever said imps were smart.<br />
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Calm down, Cookie, we'll get you out of there.<br />
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Darling? Oh, I see. You must be a FABULOUS cook. No offense intended. Hey, how did you get out of the cookpot, anyway? The game didn't really show me...<br />
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Haha, I knew it! Well, Mr. Faboo, how can we help you? <br />
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I know your name is Ajimi, but I'm going to call you Mr. Faboo instead, okay? <br />
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Glad you approve! <br />
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Assistant? Well, I guess that could work...since I don't really know what I'm supposed to be doing here...<br />
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So Mr. Faboo explained that his job was to make a tasty appetizer for Orochi to eat before he dined on the main course, which would be Kushi. Uh, okay...<br />
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Oh? What sort of problem? <br />
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Secret ingredients? Do I want to know what those are? And anyway, it's an appetizer...why does it matter? <br />
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MvcPDC16GFA/UQrkAp-14II/AAAAAAAALHE/Zvz0L_bbBMo/s1600/IMG_5287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>Bwuh? <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8fecaTnmDyc/UQrhw0YiBbI/AAAAAAAALG0/wDmru-zZZNI/s1600/IMG_5272.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8fecaTnmDyc/UQrhw0YiBbI/AAAAAAAALG0/wDmru-zZZNI/s320/IMG_5272.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah, I don't know either. Moving on...<br /><br />Since we felt we didn't have any other choice in the matter, we agreed to be Mr. Faboo's assistant(s). His task: Find the four missing secret ingredients, which somehow got lost all over the Moon Cave. These ingredients were Ogre Liver, Lips of Ice, Eyeball of Fire, and Black Demon Horn. Those, uh, all sound really tasty. Or not. <br /><br /> To help us out, Mr. Faboo gave me a Exorcising Demon key to open one of the nearby locked doors. <br /><br />From there, it was just a matter of exploring the dungeon. Here's what we found behind the previously-mentioned locked door.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HmO11dMCazY/UQrjsGb1mGI/AAAAAAAALG8/j09XDUN3cXE/s1600/IMG_5280.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HmO11dMCazY/UQrjsGb1mGI/AAAAAAAALG8/j09XDUN3cXE/s320/IMG_5280.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />It was basically a matter of using the vine buds to travel from bud to bud without touching the ground...because there was no ground. Just a massive lake of poisonous water. Whee! <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MvcPDC16GFA/UQrkAp-14II/AAAAAAAALHE/Zvz0L_bbBMo/s1600/IMG_5287.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MvcPDC16GFA/UQrkAp-14II/AAAAAAAALHE/Zvz0L_bbBMo/s320/IMG_5287.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P0zquHsX1SU/UQrxpy8NNBI/AAAAAAAALKM/x6KjxZD4bc0/s1600/IMG_5383.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>I could stand on the first bud, but for the rest of them, I had to draw a line to the next one while I was still flying through the air from the previous one. Fun stuff.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zwH8Bi4e894/UQrkVegoycI/AAAAAAAALHM/Hr-_tjZlwDk/s1600/IMG_5289.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zwH8Bi4e894/UQrkVegoycI/AAAAAAAALHM/Hr-_tjZlwDk/s320/IMG_5289.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />But eventually we made our way to another locked door. Fortunately, a well-placed Power Slash defeated the eye lantern and unlocked the door. On the other side of the door we found another Cursed Gateway, which contained another Skull Imp, or Black Imp, or whatever they are. He was just as much of a pushover as the last one was, and when he died...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xf08QTTEh6Y/UQrktDD31ZI/AAAAAAAALHU/ivCGDNMHfAA/s1600/IMG_5294.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xf08QTTEh6Y/UQrktDD31ZI/AAAAAAAALHU/ivCGDNMHfAA/s320/IMG_5294.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yummy! <br /><br />From there, it was just a matter of doing some more exploring, defeating demons, and filling a giant deer scare with water. Eventually I managed to do something to make the water level in the main room go down, which freed the lift operator to, uh, do his thing. I guess. <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JiOCEMapujs/UQrnBM_CkbI/AAAAAAAALHc/5kb9mcwiUTE/s1600/IMG_5315.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JiOCEMapujs/UQrnBM_CkbI/AAAAAAAALHc/5kb9mcwiUTE/s320/IMG_5315.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />We couldn't just jump to the bottom of the shaft because it was full of more nasty purple water. So it looks like we get to have an adventure! <br /><br />Of course, the elevator operator was quick to tell us that he was only supposed to take the elevator <i>up</i>. Now that the water was gone, he had to concentrate on keeping the elevator where it was. <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_KKbGtQrRrw/UQrnfgy2M_I/AAAAAAAALHk/ZK2IkohiQ30/s1600/IMG_5318.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_KKbGtQrRrw/UQrnfgy2M_I/AAAAAAAALHk/ZK2IkohiQ30/s320/IMG_5318.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh, really? Time to do some Power Slashing! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kTtnfn9ZrvM/UQrnqrNaCnI/AAAAAAAALHs/_pVvHWJFQks/s1600/IMG_5319.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kTtnfn9ZrvM/UQrnqrNaCnI/AAAAAAAALHs/_pVvHWJFQks/s320/IMG_5319.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />This part was actually pretty funny. The imp kept making hilarious "ouch ouch ouch ouch" noises every time I Power Slashed him. This made him drop the crank for the elevator, which made the elevator go down. I could only get one decent picture of what was going on, because I had to keep Power Slashing the imp over and over. The poor guy, I bet he was in a lot of pain by the time it was over.<br /><br />But he's a demon, so he deserves it! Okay, I feel better now. <br /><br />At the bottom of the elevator shaft, we met another imp, who said he'd recently added a special mechanism to the upcoming door that made it really hard to open. He said it was hilarious to watch people trying to open it! Well, prepare to be amazed, imp. <br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5INRWugrX50/UQroQyOWTfI/AAAAAAAALH0/2hVAj2GHZH0/s1600/IMG_5328.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5INRWugrX50/UQroQyOWTfI/AAAAAAAALH0/2hVAj2GHZH0/s320/IMG_5328.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />The trick to opening the door was to line up the camera so I could Power Slash all four of the eye lanterns at once. It was sort of tricky, but not really. Behind the door we found...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bzXIMZPlpeI/UQrpm8o_rhI/AAAAAAAALH8/JpR3Rjfme-Y/s1600/IMG_5331.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bzXIMZPlpeI/UQrpm8o_rhI/AAAAAAAALH8/JpR3Rjfme-Y/s320/IMG_5331.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />A frozen statue? Uh, okay then...<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_ZseSylciE/UQrp1MAXzpI/AAAAAAAALIE/YkTR1n3MMqY/s1600/IMG_5333.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_ZseSylciE/UQrp1MAXzpI/AAAAAAAALIE/YkTR1n3MMqY/s320/IMG_5333.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Monsters? Why am I not surprised?<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Qrd_dIKk2w/UQrp_Hx2oeI/AAAAAAAALIM/a4_vx1OUkQs/s1600/IMG_5335.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Qrd_dIKk2w/UQrp_Hx2oeI/AAAAAAAALIM/a4_vx1OUkQs/s320/IMG_5335.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />These monsters just keep getting weirder and weirder, don't they? That's a wheel with a pair of lips on it. And it has ice powers. Um, yeah. <br /><br />Fortunately, defeating the Ice Wheel was simply a matter of avoiding its attacks and waiting for it to lose its ice powers so I could hit it with my beads. Eventually it fell over and turned gray so I could Power Slash it, and from there it was a piece of cake. When I was done, the frozen statue set itself on fire, no joke! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TX6lKZnZe6M/UQrqgJNC1VI/AAAAAAAALIU/6hdKXcT64m8/s1600/IMG_5339.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TX6lKZnZe6M/UQrqgJNC1VI/AAAAAAAALIU/6hdKXcT64m8/s320/IMG_5339.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />How is it burning? I'm not sure I like this! I don't think there's anything else in the room that can burn, but I don't want to find out! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pU3adqO8NZU/UQrqrXCN4eI/AAAAAAAALIc/A-5JwfiN_vo/s1600/IMG_5340.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pU3adqO8NZU/UQrqrXCN4eI/AAAAAAAALIc/A-5JwfiN_vo/s320/IMG_5340.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Looks like a phoenix. Huh.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G89291S8chQ/UQrq0et8tMI/AAAAAAAALIk/-ZgGXHfz8K4/s1600/IMG_5341.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G89291S8chQ/UQrq0et8tMI/AAAAAAAALIk/-ZgGXHfz8K4/s320/IMG_5341.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I'm just as stumped as you are, buddy.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y4S7DI6UMz0/UQrq9NC-3bI/AAAAAAAALIs/mTr9W7SEIqE/s1600/IMG_5344.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y4S7DI6UMz0/UQrq9NC-3bI/AAAAAAAALIs/mTr9W7SEIqE/s320/IMG_5344.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Now I'm even more confused. It's a constellation, but how? We're kind of in a cave...<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TsGEckcIDyk/UQrrMnGRPJI/AAAAAAAALI0/pK0Ffu3G9gk/s1600/IMG_5346.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TsGEckcIDyk/UQrrMnGRPJI/AAAAAAAALI0/pK0Ffu3G9gk/s320/IMG_5346.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Oh well. Just roll with it, I guess.<br /><br />So I filled in the missing stars, and the constellation turned into...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FPPit-dy9NA/UQrraShSWsI/AAAAAAAALI8/Iji03dlTX14/s1600/IMG_5350.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FPPit-dy9NA/UQrraShSWsI/AAAAAAAALI8/Iji03dlTX14/s320/IMG_5350.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />A phoenix smoking a pipe? Okay, clearly I'm woefully ignorant of Japanese folklore.<br /><br />Moegami explained that he'd been sealed away in the cave "by dark forces." Not sure how that happened when Orochi was defeated, but there you have it. He was unable to escape until we killed the Ice Wheel. And of course, he had to give us a new brush technique! <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--xDRcQp81Os/UQrr5jYjTwI/AAAAAAAALJE/CEgbHN83aJI/s1600/IMG_5355.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--xDRcQp81Os/UQrr5jYjTwI/AAAAAAAALJE/CEgbHN83aJI/s320/IMG_5355.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yay! We get to play with fire! <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qmz4HtJnZE4/UQrsSjQxVEI/AAAAAAAALJM/AFk3uszvVxo/s1600/IMG_5356.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qmz4HtJnZE4/UQrsSjQxVEI/AAAAAAAALJM/AFk3uszvVxo/s320/IMG_5356.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Damn right he is! Let's burn something! <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8F-a_5odPJQ/UQrsbkYhSxI/AAAAAAAALJU/-RAuMunt7_g/s1600/IMG_5357.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8F-a_5odPJQ/UQrsbkYhSxI/AAAAAAAALJU/-RAuMunt7_g/s320/IMG_5357.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yay! <br /><br />Fortunately, there was a handy block of ice over the closest doorway, so we melted it to practice.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DuiRkrGCmZI/UQrss9o66qI/AAAAAAAALJc/mVZipWTQ9eQ/s1600/IMG_5361.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DuiRkrGCmZI/UQrss9o66qI/AAAAAAAALJc/mVZipWTQ9eQ/s320/IMG_5361.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />It's kind of a letdown that all you do to use Inferno is draw a line with the brush, but I guess I don't know what kind of symbol you'd draw. <br /><br />Fortunately, after we were done melting things, we found another elevator with an imp who was more than happy to take us back up to the surface.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gCtZbXjLkEU/UQru1m6cTxI/AAAAAAAALJk/bgrYg2bUMtg/s1600/IMG_5364.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gCtZbXjLkEU/UQru1m6cTxI/AAAAAAAALJk/bgrYg2bUMtg/s320/IMG_5364.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Giggity.<br /><br />Okay, anyway. When we got back up to the surface (after Power Slashing the imp again for additional hilarity), we found ourselves in the side of the kitchen that was previously blocked by ice. So we melted the ice and went on our merry way. Well, after we defeated the demon that was waiting in the Cursed Gateway.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2hKI5GaEPo0/UQrvOyexEGI/AAAAAAAALJs/rk7jXd5Z0CM/s1600/IMG_5367.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2hKI5GaEPo0/UQrvOyexEGI/AAAAAAAALJs/rk7jXd5Z0CM/s320/IMG_5367.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />That was a lot of work just to get one ingredient. <br /><br />So we did some more exploring and found a cannon, of all things.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bT0Es5eSjFo/UQrvc3ckfTI/AAAAAAAALJ0/V8BRY2UJH9U/s1600/IMG_5370.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bT0Es5eSjFo/UQrvc3ckfTI/AAAAAAAALJ0/V8BRY2UJH9U/s320/IMG_5370.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Out of order, you say? We'll have to try again later.<br /><br />After some more exploring, we found a rickety bridge, which broke while we were walking on it and dropped us into another cavern with yet another Cursed Gateway. <br /><br />Heh. Cursed Gateway. I hope there aren't any cow-spotted boxes around! Hahaha. I crack myself up.<br /><br />Anyway, back to what we were doing.<br /><br />When we went through the gateway, we encountered another bizarre wheel.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-96I0OJubFRg/UQrwKOAeGLI/AAAAAAAALJ8/Lz6jRhsIVtA/s1600/IMG_5379.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-96I0OJubFRg/UQrwKOAeGLI/AAAAAAAALJ8/Lz6jRhsIVtA/s320/IMG_5379.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Well, I suppose if there's an Ice Wheel, there had to be a Fire Wheel too. Fortunately, the Fire Wheel was also pretty easy to defeat, and he gave us our next ingredient! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6KZ_czrF1-s/UQrwbUGt7SI/AAAAAAAALKE/dEcUlZXFax4/s1600/IMG_5380.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6KZ_czrF1-s/UQrwbUGt7SI/AAAAAAAALKE/dEcUlZXFax4/s320/IMG_5380.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Woo! Only one left to find!<br /><br />Of course, to find that one, we had to do more exploring. Eventually we found something called the "Skull Dunes." <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P0zquHsX1SU/UQrxpy8NNBI/AAAAAAAALKM/x6KjxZD4bc0/s1600/IMG_5383.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P0zquHsX1SU/UQrxpy8NNBI/AAAAAAAALKM/x6KjxZD4bc0/s320/IMG_5383.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-phUpnU4Rwck/UQrx8XSDe7I/AAAAAAAALKU/J-_pHKLSdFU/s1600/IMG_5384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a></div>
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcEGIe8g3JI/UQr097AWXwI/AAAAAAAALLk/4meJsiRZmYQ/s1600/IMG_5411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>This was basically a room full of sand and bottomless pits. The objective was to push the aforementioned ball into a hole in the floor that had a switch at the bottom of it, which unlocked the door to get out. <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-phUpnU4Rwck/UQrx8XSDe7I/AAAAAAAALKU/J-_pHKLSdFU/s1600/IMG_5384.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-phUpnU4Rwck/UQrx8XSDe7I/AAAAAAAALKU/J-_pHKLSdFU/s320/IMG_5384.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />There's the ball. I'm pretty sure it was made of stone. I had to use my headbutt attack on it to get it to roll. I'm pretty sure Amaterasu had a pretty terrible headache by the time I was done.<br /><br />But eventually, we were successful, and the door was opened. I'm not really sure what the point of that room was, but whatever. We made our way back up to the nonfunctional cannon (which was now functional, I guess?) and proceeded to blow a hole in the wall across the way.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hEiasob2Ung/UQryapfiEZI/AAAAAAAALKc/ZrGj7cAX_5E/s1600/IMG_5388.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hEiasob2Ung/UQryapfiEZI/AAAAAAAALKc/ZrGj7cAX_5E/s320/IMG_5388.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yay! Now we can add vandalism to the list of naughty things we've done here! Or would it be destruction of property?<br /><br />Anyway, we headed into the newly-opened hallway, where another one of those shiny orbs with leaves in it was awaiting us. Except this one was on fire.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UA_nPDVS8ec/UQry90BF6LI/AAAAAAAALKk/yyj22ZPm2N0/s1600/IMG_5389.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UA_nPDVS8ec/UQry90BF6LI/AAAAAAAALKk/yyj22ZPm2N0/s320/IMG_5389.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Fortunately, I still have my Galestorm technique, so all I had to do was blow the ball down the hallway using wind. Fun stuff. At the end of the hallway, I had to use the ball's flames to melt the ice blocking a doorway, and on the other side of the doorway was yet another Cursed Gateway. I defeated the demons inside, and....<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9OVzcEh1ydg/UQrzT9lFY-I/AAAAAAAALKs/ed1u4YX3HaY/s1600/IMG_5392.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9OVzcEh1ydg/UQrzT9lFY-I/AAAAAAAALKs/ed1u4YX3HaY/s320/IMG_5392.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yay, we got the last ingredient! Let's go talk to Mr. Faboo! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j7Bs-RWXWNI/UQrzd4MIdsI/AAAAAAAALK0/pVBZILVFP8Q/s1600/IMG_5393.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j7Bs-RWXWNI/UQrzd4MIdsI/AAAAAAAALK0/pVBZILVFP8Q/s320/IMG_5393.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Why are you so surprised? Suspicious...<br /><br />Well, now that I'd brought back the ingredients, it was time for Mr. Faboo to finish his masterpiece.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xi8fxPnsY8Q/UQrzyFVWsWI/AAAAAAAALK8/MX35oxUgD5g/s1600/IMG_5397.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xi8fxPnsY8Q/UQrzyFVWsWI/AAAAAAAALK8/MX35oxUgD5g/s320/IMG_5397.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />I hope it smells better when you're done! <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ySY3B5Q-Mo/UQrz_3W1fTI/AAAAAAAALLE/zWkVwROyw5Y/s1600/IMG_5398.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ySY3B5Q-Mo/UQrz_3W1fTI/AAAAAAAALLE/zWkVwROyw5Y/s320/IMG_5398.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Knock yourself out, champ.<br /><br />And without further ado, Mr. Faboo threw the rest of the ingredients in the stew, which made it bubble a lot and (presumably) smell even worse.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jlFTGSlruTs/UQr0PS95FrI/AAAAAAAALLM/z9qXUO9HR7E/s1600/IMG_5404.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jlFTGSlruTs/UQr0PS95FrI/AAAAAAAALLM/z9qXUO9HR7E/s320/IMG_5404.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Sounds nauseatingly tasty! Can we go now? <br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_gXOsS36AmU/UQr0YDiiHeI/AAAAAAAALLU/XkiQzf5WMN4/s1600/IMG_5405.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_gXOsS36AmU/UQr0YDiiHeI/AAAAAAAALLU/XkiQzf5WMN4/s320/IMG_5405.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />How do you know her name? Dammit, Kushi! You weren't stupid enough to introduce yourself to these guys, were you? Oh, who are we kidding? She probably was.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YdkXj2r_YZ8/UQr0kgBU78I/AAAAAAAALLc/zVdW4A-XtrQ/s1600/IMG_5407.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YdkXj2r_YZ8/UQr0kgBU78I/AAAAAAAALLc/zVdW4A-XtrQ/s320/IMG_5407.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Yeah! Let's do this! <br /><br />We went back out to the main area and rang the epicurean bell eight times, once for each of Orochi's heads. This was the signal that the plans were about to be put in motion! <br /><br />Four imps came out of the kitchen carrying the appetizer and took it onto the elevator...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcEGIe8g3JI/UQr097AWXwI/AAAAAAAALLk/4meJsiRZmYQ/s1600/IMG_5411.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcEGIe8g3JI/UQr097AWXwI/AAAAAAAALLk/4meJsiRZmYQ/s320/IMG_5411.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
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<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VKLNPi77UEo/UQr1hn6xR4I/AAAAAAAALL8/KrTqtFYCtCA/s1600/IMG_5415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>Wait a second! Can we go too? We, uh, forgot the silverware. <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I4kfYv1osFM/UQr1SSEQcrI/AAAAAAAALLs/aMnYlqn2F_0/s1600/IMG_5413.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I4kfYv1osFM/UQr1SSEQcrI/AAAAAAAALLs/aMnYlqn2F_0/s320/IMG_5413.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />Quit crying about Orochi's scary throne room and take us up there! <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-499JC8RBTZw/UQr1ZWudxTI/AAAAAAAALL0/zRE3inw4yrU/s1600/IMG_5414.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-499JC8RBTZw/UQr1ZWudxTI/AAAAAAAALL0/zRE3inw4yrU/s320/IMG_5414.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />That's more like it! Come on, Issun, it's time to meet our destiny.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VKLNPi77UEo/UQr1hn6xR4I/AAAAAAAALL8/KrTqtFYCtCA/s1600/IMG_5415.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VKLNPi77UEo/UQr1hn6xR4I/AAAAAAAALL8/KrTqtFYCtCA/s320/IMG_5415.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><br />And that's a blurry picture of the elevator imp taking us up to Orochi's throne room.<br /><br />Unfortunately, due to how long this post is, and how long the Orochi fight is, I'm going to have to cover that in my next blog post. I hate to disappoint, but at the same time, I'd hate to make a blog post that took an hour to read. <br /><br />Until next time, heroes!fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474610692270350781.post-49710216998873029962013-01-25T20:58:00.002-08:002013-01-26T19:24:44.357-08:00Okami Chapter 12: Susano Comes CleanHello, heroes, and welcome to yet another installment of the Okami replay. <strike> This post is most likely going to be late, because I miscalculated how much time I would have to complete it (as usual). But, fear not! I will...have posted it...at some point. </strike> Never mind, I finished it faster than I thought I would. And with that, let's get on with the show!<br />
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It had become clear to us after we finished the Gale Shrine that we should head back to Kamiki Village for the Kamiki Festival. Something about the whole deal suggested we not waste any time going back, but screw that. I went back through all the areas I'd been through before to find as many previously-unaccessible treasure chests as I could. For whatever reason, there are flaming treasure chests scattered around Nippon that I have to use Galestorm to open. There are also random leaf piles on the ground that hide more chests buried in the ground. Sometimes there are even flaming leaf piles! Fun stuff.<br />
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So anyway, once we were done looting as many chests as possible, we headed back to Shinshu Field...where an ominous storm was waiting for us. Issun, ever stating the obvious, said it looked like it was going to rain soon.<br />
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Well, I thought it looked more like something horrible was about to happen, but that's just me.<br />
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When we made our way down the flowering-tree-strewn path to the village, however, something even more ominous stopped us.<br />
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The moon? I have a bad feeling about this...<br />
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Oh, I definitely have a bad feeling about this.<br />
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Somehow I think that's going to be the least of our worries, Issun....or is it? <br />
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As soon as I entered the village, I could tell something was wrong. Not because it was completely obvious, with ominous music playing, or anything. But I couldn't help but notice a bunch of people standing in front of Susano's house, so I headed over there.<br />
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Looks like Mr. Orange is pretty pissed. Maybe we should leave...<br />
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But I suppose I should stay long enough to pull Susano's bacon out of the fire again.<br />
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What did Susano do this time? Are we finally going to find out what he's been trying to hide from us?<br />
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WHAAAAAAT? He drank the sake? Color me surprised! And by "surprised" I mean "not surprised at all, not even a little bit." <br />
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Oh, come on. Even Issun can see how mad Mr. Orange is. Hmm, maybe Mr. Orange was looking forward to a little sip, too? <br />
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Not the 8 Purification Sake! The horror! <br />
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Actually, judging by the look on Amaterasu's face, that is pretty bad. Right, they used the 8 Purification Sake to defeat Orochi the first time, and we were going to use the Serpent Crystal to break into Orochi's hideout...<br />
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Oh, Susano, why you gotta be like that? <br />
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Spoken like a true alcoholic. Have you ever considered AA?<br />
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Yeah! Damn you, you alcoholic nobody's ever tried to help stop drinking before! Exactly one century has passed since Orochi was defeated by Nagi and Shiranui! Don't you know the significance of that?! <br />
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I...actually, I thought that was a bad sign. Oh well.<br />
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WHAT? WHO ARE YOU CALLING A FLEABAG??? I BET YOU CAN'T EVEN STAND UP RIGHT NOW!<br />
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SHUT UP, YOU WORTHLESS PILE.<br />
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Oh, someone's going to explain what's going on? Well, that would probably help the situation. And let Susano get a little less drunk.<br />
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...Does he have a hollow leg? How did he drink that much sake? That's a lot of sake! He must have a lake in his basement right now! <br />
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I won't lie. When he said that, I thought the whole village was going to hear him and start freaking out. Fortunately, Susano managed to dry out a little bit.<br />
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Oh. Really? <br />
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Everyone's going to die! *sadface*<br />
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Look how surprised I am. This is my surprised face. -_-<br />
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Well, I'm glad you realize the gravity of the situation...<br />
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Understandable...<br />
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That sounds like a spectacular failure of judgement! That led to Orochi being unleashed on the world again! You putz.<br />
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Yeah, he's an idiot. <br />
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Ooh, the plot thickens.<br />
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That explains the boulder! <br />
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Hey, wait a second. Are you Popeye the Sailor Man in disguise? Must investigate this later.<br />
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But I always found you! Hah! And apparently you got the message that you'd never be forgiven! Everrrrrr! <br />
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EVERRRRRRR!!!! <br />
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Okay, yeah, kill Orochi and I'll forgive you.<br />
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So the old man babbled about how if the legend was true, then Orochi was probably going to demand a sacrifice right about now...<br />
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Quick, Ammy! Jump on a rock and try to look ferocious! Wait, what are those spinny lights in the sky? <br />
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There are eight of them...<br />
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Quick! Everyone run onto the bridge, where your heads are conveniently exposed! <br />
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Wait a second. Where's Mushi's mom? And that crazy guy with the bucket on his head? Hmm...<br />
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So the floating spinny lights merged into one purple light...<br />
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Oh noes! It's the Bone Arrowhead of the Hama Arrow! It's coming for the village's fairest maiden, complete with super-ominous music! <br />
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Seriously, check out this <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ZN0x5uRQkQ" target="_blank">music</a>. It's the most dramatic Japanese game music I've ever heard! Not that I spend a lot of time listening to dramatic Japanese game music, but whatever.<br />
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It's getting close to the village! Everybody run! <br />
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...EXCEPT MUSHI BECAUSE YOU ARE AN IDIOT! <br />
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But suddenly...Hayabusa sprang into action! <br />
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That's a blurry picture of Hayabusa heroically saving Mushi from the arrow, as the original Hayabusa foretold! How fortuitous! <br />
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Aww, it impaled itself in Kushi's house. But at least Mushi is safe.<br />
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Poor Kushi...<br />
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She probably should have expected it though. You know, since she's the only maiden in this village of eight people.<br />
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Horrible, horrible things will happen? <br />
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Oh. I guess that's pretty apocalyptic.<br />
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What are you talking about? He's the biggest coward ever! <br />
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Provided he has enough liquid courage, I guess...<br />
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Suddenly Kushi ran to her house and came back with something...shiny?<br />
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Thunder Brew? That's the best you can do? <br />
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Ha, that rhymed! HAHAHA! Okay, back to the crisis.<br />
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Wait. She really is going to sacrifice herself? Well, at least she's brave, even if she doesn't have any smarts! <br />
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But she was too fast for the old man.<br />
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Meanwhile, at Susano's house...<br />
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...Nothing happened. Moving on! <br />
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Over on the other side of the crick, Mushi and Hayabusa were kissing and making up. Well, making up, at least. Apparently Mushi had been treating Hayabusa like crap or something. Now he feels bad about it!<br />
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AWWWWW.<br />
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I mean, no time for heartwarming scenes now! We've gotta find Kushi! Let's go! <br />
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...Oh, she fell down two feet away from the village entrance. Why am I not surprised?<br />
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Could you be any more of a damsel in distress? <br />
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Blah blah blah, disaster will befall the village if the sacrifice runs away, too much suffering in the world, etc. Oh, just shut up and jump on my back already! <br />
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You can't really tell, but she's sitting on my back in this picture. I didn't know wolves could be ridden like horses, but whatever. And where's her sake? Well, anyway, it's time for a dramatic ride across Shinshu Field, complete with more dramatic <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gFf5Ac2bEMA" target="_blank">music</a>! <br />
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We're almost to the Moon Cave! Don't stop now! <br />
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There it is! Don't stop now! The power of the gods compels you! <br />
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And suddenly...Waka???<br />
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What are you doing here, you scoundrel?! <br />
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That was a lame prophecy. You're a terrible prophet! Now shut up and open the Moon Cave. We're on a mission! <br />
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Hurry up and dispel the barrier...<br />
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Damn you, stealing our serpent crystal...<br />
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Hold on a second. Are you going to stab it? <br />
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This ritual doesn't make any sense! <br />
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Ooh! It's gone! Can we go in now?<br />
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I...oh. Really? Uh, okay.<br />
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Wait a second. What's the purple glow behind you?<br />
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My next few screenshots got all blurry because of action, so I'll sum up. One of Orochi's eight heads shot out of the cave, grabbed Kushi, and went back in. I, being the heroic goddess I am, gave chase. But then the barrier reappeared and locked us in.<br />
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That damn dirty Waka locked us in?! <br />
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Sigh. Just when I thought I'd gotten out of doing some work.<br />
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But there are two of us...and we're stuck here, you bastard! <br />
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BURN.<br />
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Duh. Well, I guess we'd better get this over with.<br />
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But not before Waka can bore us with another prophecy.<br />
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...That's a garbage prophecy. Get out of here, you scoundrel.<br />
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So he left.<br />
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Yeah, I guess so. Well, let's get moving, I guess.<br />
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All right, all right, I'm going...<br />
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GASP! It's Susano! He found the courage to leave his house! <br />
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But does he manage to find the courage to help us defeat Orochi, the ultimate evil? Come back next time and find out! <br />
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Until next time, heroes! fabalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18385092631953170936noreply@blogger.com0