Intermission II

Procrastination is my one true weakness when I lose focus. I have more important things to do even though Day 4 of Mission is actually very short. I shall take my time off and tell you a something about temptation.

We wish. It starts out as a simple wish; a dream which one will come up with. A spark of idea which constantly light up the mind. We wish.

We hope. There might be a small chance that something good will come to one who waits. One waits for the light which will shine after a rain day so one can play outside. One will wait as long as one wants because one knows, or one thinks one knows that something good will happen. We hope.

We want. One tries his best to achieve something, or gain that something one wanted. It gets more ambitious because one thinks that if one works for it, one might get it. If one does not get it, one will not really care that much but one will be disappointed. We want

We need. A desire grows inside one as one needs it. One requires it to function well, to motivate one in life, to live. Now one will do about anything to get what one needs. One makes it apart of one soul. We need.

Light Hurts

A fresh breath of spring air tainted one lung,
Just like inhaling poisonous gas, it really stung,
And the sun, it had burned my epidermal,
Though this world we live in is fictional.

We wish, we hope, we want, we need,
The temptation is only evil’s little seed,
And hunger is the water that makes it grow,
If you don’t see now one day you’ll know.

The right routes I have searched and tried to find,
I’ve seen the bright light and it made me blind,
Now I seek, I search, I explore,
Though I’m afraid to look behind each door.

Intermission

There had been a death at the opposite block. I live in an apartment and my block is AT. There had been a death at the BT block. This happened at around two o'clock. There is two stories to this. But generally, she was in her fifties and she fell from the 19th floor. She was only a guest and she had a relative living on the 1st floor. They said she had terminal cancer. According to the people, they had cats and potted plants falling of the building before. But this time there was a loud scream. Also, apparently she had a hand phone with her which had disappeared.

First story - She tripped and fell of the floor. That is almost impossible since there are alot of thing obstacle.

Second story - She committed suicide because of, my theory is, due to depression. She jumped off the window next to the elevator


I saw the police came and left. They did not allow the press to come. Well, that's about it. I feel sorry but I don't really know her and can't do anything about it.

Days of Mission contunies tomorrow

Day 3 of Mission

Date of event: 15 March 2007 Time: 8pm till 3am

The third day of our trip and our mission still goes on. Today is the shortest day of our lives. Well, shortest day of the mission. Mission S.I.N.G.A.P.O.R.E. We began our morning with cheap yet delicious breakfast at a local café/hawker stall.

AmonDeis is not supposed to touch any sharp objects

Then we went wondering around the streets. This was the only building I could capture.

We wonder aimlessly in the streets, going on transits and into shopping malls. We went into bookstores where SkullPanda found a book on sexual intercourse. Moving along, soon we met up with Ms Neo once more for more training. Before that, we wondered around. Here’s a place which is a Gizmo counterpart. They sell fake pills.

After the a round of strategic games and shooting practice, where SkullPanda’s ego skyrocketed when he got top score in both and Peako was being trashed even though he was supposed to be good. PaperGorilla, my protégé, did very well. Then we went to another bookstore which we hang around. Ms Neo had to leave and then came Ms Rachel. Ms Rachel was a short girl who we have seen in day one but never really met her. She was another of Peako’s friend which he met at camp. We travelled to another mall and on our way; we saw an amazing display of buskers.

Taken from Peako's blog

We entered the mall.

Meanwhile, outside, there was a break dancing competition/concert. SkullPanda was fascinated in this but we all left him. We were about to head for dinner, so we decided to call SkullPanda. AmonDeis left and passed the message and returned. We waited. Peako, being impatient and lacked his gaming device, went to call SkullPanda. At the same time, SkullPanda came from the other side. So now Peako was trying to find SkullPanda who was standing next to us. SkullPanda left to find Peako. PaperGorilla left to find. AmonDeis left to find. Well, in the end, we regrouped and did not have dinner.

We returned back to the hotel where Ms Rachel left and Ms Neo came. Then we went out and dropped Ms Neo off. And we noticed something. 7/11 was not open! What a conspiracy. Mr M must be on the strike again.

We went into the mall around twelve o’ clock. It was dark and it looked like a temple with confusing paths.

Shops were obviously closed.

It was dark.

We were having dinner at a fast food restaurant.

When suddenly we spotted Mr M.

There was a chase.

The camera got blurred because we were moving too fast.

We lost him.

The day had ended and we returned to the hotel room exhausted. Nothing else happened after that apart from sleep. PaperGorilla got fed up of AmonDeis and went to sleep on the floor. Over and out.

Editor’s note: The truth is Mr M had dinner with us and stayed over in our hotel. He slept with AmonDeis. It was not that exciting but if you really want to know what really happened

Day 2 of Mission (Part 2)

Date of event: 14 March 2007 Time: 7pm till 1am

Our big mission was closing in on us. Mission S.I.N.G.A.P.O.R.E. was its name.

PaperGorilla, AmonDeis and SkullPanda went back to our hotel to collect some gadgets. Peako and I waited for them. Peako decided to entertain himself.

The coast was clear.

I went in the theatre first to get good seats as Peako waited for them. We all were in. It was dark.

Witches are inside a rubber sheet on stage

Mr M could be anywhere. The play started on. He starred as MacDuff.

Lady Macbeth and Macbeth

Dark Dining

Finally, he was spotted. Or I think so.

Mad Man (third person) talking to people

There he is again.

MacDuff walking away

MacDuff warning them about something

Something’s happening behind the scenes.

Finally, it was over.

Lights came on.

Suddenly, we heard a shriek. It sounded like it came on stage. Too much spectators, they think it is part of the act. They don’t know anything, those naïve people. The deed had been done. Mr M was last seen running away backstage. Who is Mr M? His name is Mark Tang, also known as Random Idiocy.

The play was over. Mission was not accomplished but we still had two more days left. It was actually a great play. The fight scene (can be seen on SkullPanda’s site) was beautiful. The acting was amazing, better than anything I’ve seen in my age. We reached home by eleven o’clock and we ate instant noodles. We just hang around in the hotel room, reading and planning to capture Mr M. Over and out.

Card: Ms Rachel+Ability

Pic of Ms Rachel by SkullPanda

Day 2 of Mission (Part 1)

Date of event: 14 March 2007 Time: 8am till 7pm

Second day of our journey began and PaperGorilla was first to awake. We shall skip the boring details of breakfast and the little mishap which happened. After all those, we were to wait for Ms Neo, a known local agent which broke out of being held hostage the same morning. It was amazing how she did it, escaping education of evil. Peako was look at his GPRS device.

While the rest of us played pool.

SkullPanda

PaperGorilla and Peako

See how he’s still looking out while the rest of us had fun.

And finally she was spotted.

There is no picture of her here but if you look at the other websites, you may be able to find them. We then wonder the streets. After our tiring journey and a taste of some delights in the form of fried chocolate and ice cream, we head to the headquarters to practice our aiming.

That’s a fake bodyguard.

Ms Neo was very good in the practice and we all got ‘owned’. After three more hours of tour with Ms Neo and hanging around, we finally departed and we journey to the location of where Mr M might strike. Yes, Mr M, the reason we are here. We looked around the area, glancing through every room. The most interesting was the art exhibition.

In the back: AmonDeis, SkullPanda and PaperGorilla

AmonDeis

What have they done to the victims?

This is Mr M's greatest piece.

Even Isaac Mendez’s great artwork, which was reported missing, was seen here.

The number plate is either 76842 or 7684Z

After that, we too a break. PaperGorilla here showed his great talent in consuming 900ml of power drink.

We will continue next on what happened when the play started. Is there a murder? Will someone die? You'll find out some day (or tomorrow). Over and out.