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ා Journal of a Dreamer ා
by Miss Dreamer

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A Battle

12/23/2012

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SUNDAY
23rd December 2012, 7.35 PM.

A Pretend Battle
"I looked up. Some weird guy with a dragon mask and dragon horns was about to split my head in half with an axe that looked just like the Headless Horseman's Headtaker in TF2. Then I realised it wasthe Headtaker. I turned to one side. The Headtaker sliced the air in front of me. I turned back to face the weird guy and punched him in the face. He fell back, unconscious. 'Haha,' I thought, 'You can't beat me!' Then, two similar guys cornered me. I dodged their Headtakers that were trying to chop my head off. It only took a punch each to knock them unconscious. In the corner of my eye, I saw a Red Soldier fire a rocket at me. I dodged it, and gave him a most delicious knuckle sandwich. I knocked him out. I turned around and saw a Sniper at the Red base. He aimed and shot at me. Time seemed to slow down. I saw the bullet flying slowly towards me. I could only move slowly too. I managed to move out of the way and the bullet slammed into the wall right past me. I grinned at the Red Sniper and spat at him. What flew out of my mouth was a bullet, moving fast straight into his forehead. I suddenly heard the faint clickety-clack noise a Butterfly Knife makes when it's flicked open. I whirled around, a Butterfly Knife taking place in my hand. I stabbed the Blu Spy behind me in the stomach, who was actually a Red Spy in disguise. I pulled out the knife, swung up my right elbow, and hit him in the jaw. He slumped to the ground, dead or unconscious, I really didn't care. As I turned back to the front, a Red Scout in the distance smirked, and threw a Flying Guillotine, which is a meat cleaver that has Chinese characters engraved on it above the handle, which means "dead meat". Again, time slowed down for me. I slid to one side, and took out a Scattergun, which apparently was slung across my back. One shot was all it took and he was dead."

Annnd, I turned off the shower. If you're wondering "What the heck did I just read???", well, I was just typing down about what I did in the bathroom. Don't worry, I didn't actually kill anyone. While I was showering, I pretended that I was in a Team Fortress battlefield (except in the beginning, the part about the weird guys with the dragon masks. I don't know where they came from). I do that sometimes. My imagination is rather active. Oh, and there was a part I missed out.

"I had gathered some water in my hands. I didn't know where I had gotten them from, but I do know that a Red Scout was jumping towards me, his Bat ready to knock me unconscious. Time, once more, slowed down for me. In slow motion, I flicked water into his eyes. Time sped up back to normal. He cried out in pain as the water stung his eyes and he fell to the ground. I jumped backwards before he could fall onto me. He lay still on the ground. I kicked his body away."

Hehe. I enjoyed myself while all this was happening. And, obviously, I got the water from the shower. See, I imagine that I had powers and that was how time slowed down for me. And I did most of it in slow motion. So I wasn't like jumping around like crazy in the bathroom.

Well, that's all! :3 Have an awesome day, everyone! ^u^


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