My issues with BATTLE ROYAL CALL OF DUTY MOBILE…

It’s shit.

No. That’s not fair lets say it’s like a crap shoot for what type of shitty game play is it going to be today. I don’t know where the problems are going to be becoming from on any given moment.

The problems are either me, my opponents, and the graphics. Either way I have to endure half not seeing who the fuck is shooting me. This game though is ugly as shit in BR.

Problem Number 1. Me. I am shit at BR CALL OF DUTY MOBILE. I play rank matches only to get an exchange sticker for the last season in my hope of getting a damn legendary gun for free. The reason I am shit at BR is simple.

1. I can’t see enemy at a distance.

2. I am always too busy trying to just survive or avoid dying from someone shooting in the back (pause)

3. I can’t stand playing BR. The one time I like playing BR for a few seconds is when I’m flying a helicopter or riding a motorcycle and then some asshole starts shooting at me.

4. I wish I was playing No Man’s Sky.

I get that feeling every once in a while when I am playing BR. I wish to sweet Jesus I was playing No Man’s Sky. I know Call Of Duty Mobile got a update on HD appearance but fuck that shit. The game looks like shit. Playing BR reminds me that the game looks like shit. At least when I’m playing multi-player at least the game play keeps me awake.

Problem Number 2. My opponents.

I. They keep trying to get me to fight them and they enjoy shooting me from the back. (Pause)

2. Shooting people in BR is a dice roll of shit or hmm that was okay. It’s not as satisfying or a rush half the time as Search & Destroy or Hardpoint.

Problem Number 3. Graphics.

No other mode perfectly shows how shitty looking this game looks when playing it. Granted it looks slightly better with the HD up scale mode. Overall though HD is a rose on top of bullshit but in general BR is annoying to look at and hard on my old ass eyes to see at times.

If I didn’t have to play BR to get the sticker for the legendary free weapon would I play BR…..

Fucking hell. I have didn’t know CALL OF DUTY MOBILE HAD BR from the jump a few months ago.

Are Russians white people? I don’t think so.

In the picture above, which one is the Russian nationlist and which one is the Average American, Kamala Harris supporter?

I think about this off and on. I’ve been told how Russians are. The ideals of a Communist Russian not by Russians primarially but by ideologue Americans and other folks that have their own bias views.

It’s interesting.

You can tell a lot about a culture a person comes out of by what they look and dress like. And when they open their mouths things really get interesting.

The world view and history of a culture and people is all in the fiction and art and manner that a person carries himself. When a person opens his mouth begins to explain what he thinks on an issue can that opinion really be uniform from Russian Moscow to Paris, France.

Can simply being born India when your parents are Chinese make you Indian. Can life be that simple?

I wonder.

Experiment: Logan Jones

Prologue: No more games.

Logan stared at the palace of the demon Lord Damon. The palace was a gleaming white palace set in the center of peaceful valley. It was capital Demon kind. He observed several farms and two taverns with a cultural mix of humans and Daemon fairy kind. He looked down on the main tribal capital in awe.

This haven’t been anything of what he expected or been told to expect sense he was summoned to this world. He smiled as the last lie the king had told them was exposed before his eyes.

Team 7 of heroes had been summoned from different worlds collectively by Harold the great and his school of wizards. They each collectively had skills and gifts. They were one of seven teams selected to go into the demon realm country. Their team was to hunt down and end the terror reign of Demon Lord Damon. The other teams were formed to bring about the structural government of the demon kind.

Logan knew they were little more then innocent people kidnapped from different worlds to be terrorists. He hadn’t realized the truth in the beginning of their journey a year ago but. Once he had killed and burned down villages he knew what he had been sent to this world to do. He had lost his soul before he had discovered he had had one.

“Logan. I want you up front with Darla.” Vince said. Vince was their leader the Sage and knight their group.

Logan felt his lease tighten around his neck as Darla the tall giant female glared at him. “Our champion gave you an order.” She said.

Logan snorted and looked at Vince. “This is the last line of our journey together mighty hero Vince. You planning on running away so we do the dirty work for you?” He asked coldly.

The four female members and one brunt older man member of their group were all silent. Vince’s silver blond hair glowed in the afternoon light a grim look of determination was on his face. He was dressed in shining enchanted armor. The Iron armor of the female members of their group were made of the same magic protection. Vince had only one weapon a silver sword that was at his side. Logan was the only member of the group without armor and the magical slave collar around his neck. He was dressed in common traveling clothes of a leather jacket and gun belt around his hips. A magical revolver rested at his side. “I need you to stick close to Darla because you seem to heal her faster then the others. That’s your job cowboy. Your here to be a healer. Once Demon Lord Damon is killed we’ll go back to the human capital and be-” He said.

Logan laughed. “We’re not going back to our home worlds. This isn’t a fairytale. We’re here to assassinate the asshole that rules these people. Are you going to lead us in or have you finally lost the nerve. Your the mighty hero chosen to murder the Demon Lord. You been falling back a few times during our last fights while we been losing men.” He said.

Vince glared at him. “What do you want from me?” He said.

Logan waved a hand at the collar around his own neck. “Take this damn collar off my neck and I’ll make sure you get all the honor and praise you want. I’m tired of being your dog. If I’m going to die. I’m going to die a free man.” He said.

Vince snapped his fingers and the collar around Logan’s neck was dropped away. Logon took in a breath and sighed. He nodded his thanks. “Let’s end this shit.” He said started running into the valley.

Heroes and Villains

It’s about the contrast to me. I grew up in Western world with heroic tales of men that made sacrifices that put their lives on the line to protect, to defend and risk their life by choice for the mission

or

It’s the contrasts for me. The villain is always the guy or gal willing that is selfish to their core. They view anyone or thing in their way as something to be sacrificed to god of their own ego.

A villain is a piece of shit asshole that is not willing for you to have a small piece pizza. It is never enough until everything belongs to them including your girl.

The hero is the dude beat to shit and still not willing to give in. He finds a way or he goes down fighting. The courageous figure of a man standing against the darkness is the archetype story I love to tell. I like my villains to have the big gun and bring all the noise.

Scared.

Beaten to shit.

He still finds a way to get up. He still finds the strength somewhere in the human condition to turn struggle and pain into the energy. To keep on fighting to the end.

A villain’s greatest strength to bring out courage and that energy out of the hero to push for the win. Hope still burns in his eyes or the thrill to survive another is his goal.

Blue Technomancer CHAPTER 31

Two years later….

The crystals in the watch activated at the snap of Beau’s fingers and spun around in a circle in the enclosed round chamber. The strange alien energy was activated and seemed to have a life of its own.

Blue flames and alien energy lite up and glowed making the device run hot in his hand. He frowned and waited watching the energy continue to move at his command as he focused on keeping them moving and active with his mind. Droplets of sweat came down from his brow as he maintained the focus long enough for him to slowly close the mirror face of the watch and then he waited. The energy held and didn’t go out as the seconds ticketed by into a minute and then another.

Beau smiled as the device he had been working on for two years finally lite up and maintained it’s glow for more then two seconds. He pushed the button on the side of the watch and found himself in his small kitchen.

“Hot damn.” He said pleased with himself. He reached for his phone as the device went cold and checked the timer on his desk.

10 minutes. The device lasted for a ten minute jump. It needed more work but he was making head way. His phone rang from across the room on his work desk.

Beau reached for it and the phone flew into his hand and rang twice. He pushed the receive. “Hot damn. Sexy you won’t believe me but I finally got the damn thing going. Boss lady we about to hit the big time. This changes everything.”

“Beau!” a soft female voice called his name.

Beau froze and stared at nothing. He frowned. “Sissy Bee.” He said.

“It is you. Yeah. It’s me. Your little sister. So. How you been? No better question is where the hell have you been?!” She said.

Beau sighed and gathered the watch in his hand. “Dead and in between working and crawling my way out of a bottle of jack Daniels. How’s the family?” He said.

There was a long pause. Beau grimaced at his bluntness but he couldn’t lie to his little sister. Not then and currently not now. Though he for damn sure wasn’t going to get into the details.

“The family is good. James is getting married to your ex though.” She said.

Shit. Beau had a bad feeling. “Oh. Well it’s no big thing. As long as their happy then-” He said.

“She was with you when New Dawn happened. She got changed along side you. Does she know your alive?” Sissy asked in a demanding voice.

“I died on hell day. That’s the truth. What I came back as you wouldn’t be able to-” He said.

“So she knows your alive then and didn’t tell us? That says enough about her for me.” She said.

“I didn’t say that. She saw me speared clean through by one of the monster’s teeth. She thought I was dead-” Beau said.

“But, you talked to her afterward. You showed yourself to her and she didn’t believe you or pretended you were dead anyway. What happened next?” She said.

Beau sat back in his chair frowning. Something about her tone and the authority or power in it had his alarm up. “Who do you work for?” He said.

“What?” She said.

Beau nodded. “You must work for the normals now on conscription. I just crawled myself back out five years of conscripted service to the government, I got something good going now. I’m not interested in being used or rejected. My parents and siblings don’t need the headache of dealing with a rehash of what happened. It’s been years ago now. You call me again with this bullshit or try to use me to break up James relationship with his girl then you can go to hell with the rest of your normal masters.” Beau said and ended the call.

Beau’s phone rang five times before he decided to pick it up again. “What do you want from me?” He asked.

“I want to talk with you and I need your help. Not with my job. It’s Mom and Daddy. Their not doing good lately. Your birthday came this year and with James’ announcement it got them really down. If you could talk to them or let me tell them alive I know it would do better for them.” She said.

“Again there are a lot questions I can’t and won’t answer.” He said.

“That’s fine. It’s fine. I can ease them into it and tell them that I found you and your doing well. Please.” She said.

Beau sighed. “I’ll think about it from now on if we do talk I ain’t telling you nothing about my job or people and business. You work for them so I’m sure you can dig up whatever information you want about me and my past. How are you doing? You married yet?” He said.

“Me?! Married. Hell no.” She said.

Beau rolled his eyes. “So your not seeing some 6 plus sized big shit house on the side.” He said.

“His name is Barney Hill and he’s only 6’2. He’s good guy. I met him at work but we’re not getting married.” She said.

“How long you two been together?” Beau asked.

“Next year it will be six years. Our first born turns three then.” She said.

Beau sighed. “Your a baby Momma now?” He said.

“Get off my ass about that bullshit. We don’t believe in normal marriage. Besides the fact we aren’t afforded any rights anyway with it. What the fuck is the point to it anyway. Are you seeing anybody?” Sissy said.

“I’m seeing a whole lot of beautiful females and have a turn with a lot of them.” He said.

“Damn. You sound just as arrogant as Audy right now. You never sounded like this.” She said.

“That’s because I was dating your future sister in-law at the time but doesn’t mean I couldn’t pull a female if I wanted one. Now that she’s out of the picture I don’t see a need to hold back on my options.” He said.

“Holy shit. You need to stop it with the alpha player shit. When can I meet you?” Sissy said.

Beau heard a knock at his door and then the lock was released and Jessica came in a short peach dress. “Well hello, beautiful. Your looking…like a nice day off.” He said.

“Oh lord. I’ll call you later. Love you.” Sissy said and hung up.

Jessica frowned at him. “It’s Friday. We’re all going out to eat. Get dressed.” She said.

Beau held up the device. “I got it working.” He said.

Jessica didn’t change her expression. “Get dressed we’re going out. Work can wait a few hours more until tomorrow.” She said.

“Techno what you think about the news about Lightning?” Qade asked him after their dinner and drinks had arrived at the table. He asked.

Beau frowned. “Lightning? Whose that?” He said and then looked around at his five other co-workers and friends shocked faces at his statement.

Qade stared at him. “Lightning Rider. Blue Lightning. He’s getting out of prison on Thursday. I thought you heard about it. My Dad says you knew him back in the old days of blue dawn.”

“Rider. Rider’s getting out. Wow. Damn. It’s been two years already.” He said in quiet shocked voice. He smiled. “My projects have been keeping me busy and I don’t keep up with what’s going on in the news lately.”

Beau had wondered why Jessica had insisted on going out with their friends tonight. Now he knew the reason. He stared at Qade who still couldn’t meet his direct stare. He was always carefully now around him even though he had learned to adjust himself.

That still bothered Beau occasionally seeing that look on his friend’s face it some times mirrored the reaction he got from others in Homeworld. One night, as his old suit had been enough for him. He much prefered being in the lab, having conversations with his friends and chasing women then having to deal with the pain in his thighs and back.

“That’s good to hear. All we can do now is hope they’ll let him go so he can enjoy life with his girl.” Beau said almost to himself and grabbed up his bottle of beer and took a drink.

Qade gave him a look of surprise. “Damn. I didn’t know Lightning had a girl waiting for him outside?” He said.

Damn. Beau was really slipping revealing that bit of information but then he shrugged. What harm could it cause now. Besides the fact E could take care of herself. She had enough money and resources now. “Yeah. They met a while back. Got married before the normals locked up Rider. She’s been waiting for him. Well this is good news.” Beau said with a real smile now and allowed himself to hope for a future for his old friend.

Blue Technomancer CHAPTER 30 ACT 3

“How did you beat me?” Ryu asked Beau as he came into the room.

Beau was sitting at his work desk in his new workshop working on a pet project. His back was to Ryu.

“It was a cheap shot. You can kill me easily Ryu. Get over yourself.” Beau said giving the other man half hearted answer and not bothering to turn around.

“That’s bullshit. You used lightning against me. That’s my element. It shouldn’t have worked.” He said

Beau nodded. “It did work on you though. So what?” He said. “You didn’t come here to ask me that question. Something else is on your mind.” He said.

“Your stronger then Martin. Hell. Your stronger then everyone here but you don’t-“

“Swing my dick around like you do.” Beau finished for Ryu. “That’s not my style or what I care about. Martin is the leader. I wasn’t built for the job and neither do I want the position. I need to create and build shit. Both Jessica and Martin understand that about me. Their my people. All I care about is protecting them and then I go back to doing what I was built for. What about you?”

“I’m going to run Homeworld. I was built to rule and lead.”

“Hmm. Interesting. I wouldn’t follow you.” Beau said.

“Why not?! I’m strong. I’ll be stronger then you one day and I’m able warrior.”

“You sound the part but you have no vision or mastery over yourself and powers. Your like a storm of energy and power but you have your limits and your directionless. Homeworld follows Martin because we believe in him and he has a vision for us. He has a direction he wants us to go and he never gives up. No matter how bad shit gets he’ll keep his shit together and lead us through the shit. Where would you take Homeworld?”

“I don’t know, yet.” Ryu admitted.

Beau nodded. “At least your honest. Why are you here?”

“How long many years did it take you to master your powers.”

Beau shook his head. “Not about years. It’s about knowing yourself and testing the limits. How willing are you to test yourself? To push yourself past those limits or adjust around them to best suit your needs for the moment.” Beau asked.

“Is that how you beat me?” Ryu asked. “Did you just keep pushing yourself past whatever limits you had that divided us in power.” He asked.

“Yes.” Beau said simply.

“Can you kill me now?” Ryu said.

Beau shrugged. “As you are now? Yes. I wouldn’t even need to get up from my wheelchair to do it. But, it doesn’t interest me at all now and neither should it interest you.” He said.

“I know who Angel is? I can pay her a little visit tonight. What? You don’t like that old man. Find then you can teach me how you were able too beat me last time.”

Beau smiled but said nothing as he reached for his phone. “Hey, could you come here a second. Yeah. Yeah. Alright. Bye.” He said put his phone down. “You were saying.”

“Who did just talk to? Martin or Qade?” Ryu asked.

“So you know about Angel. Why are you mentioning her to me now?” Beau asked.

“Tell me, how you beat me and-” Ryu said.

The door slide open. “What the fuck are you doing in here?” Jessica demanded.

“Hey Love. I was just-” Ry said.

“Fuck that shit. Your not supposed to be in here. Your rank has been lowered. You don’t have clearance to even talk to Beau. I told you no bullshit right now. Come on.” Jessica grabbed Ryu’s hand and dragged him outside.

“You fucking asshole told my girl to come get me? You cheap, bitch-ass mother fucker.” Ryu said cursing Beau out.

“Shut the fuck up, Ryu. Before I put something in your mouth to make you shut up.” Jessica screamed at him.

“What? Your ass?! Well I wouldn’t mind a-” Ryu said.

“Holy shit. Would you stop talking so loud. What fuck is your problem today? Hey. Hey?! Damn let go of me. Ryu. Ryu?! Put me down. Now. Where are you going?! Stop it. You are not taking me to my apartment.” Jessica said in a voice that was husky with sexual tension.

“Of course I’m not. I’m taking you to mean. My bed is bigger.” Ryu said.

Beau relaxed and smiled as he went back to his work. His communicator went off on his shirt. He tapped it with his fingers. “Techno here. What’s up!” He said.

“Beau. It’s E. I need to talk to you before the news hits the newsfeeds online.” She said quickly.

Beau dropped his tools and sighed. “What is it E? Is it Rider?” He asked.

“Yes. Things are about to change. quickly. I found the means to contain Rider’s powers and eliminate the threat to his life. The solution isn’t easy but it will solve for other problems happening to our people.” She said quickly to quickly.

“Save the bullshit. Get to part that afraid of telling me.” Beau said.

“Rider is going to prison for five years. During that time period there will be changes throughout the country. Our people will have to be collared. I’ll send your collar to you though it will be for sure. Your condition won’t be able to contained by the technology you helped invent. Rider will be put into private prison and not the general population of the people.” She said.

Beau stare at nothing and then picked up his tools and started working again. His communicator buzzed again.

“Beau. Beau are you there?! I promise he won’t be harmed. He will survive and get out. I have people that will protect him.” E said.

Beau tapped his communicator. “Does the President want him dead?” He asked.

“Yes. But he’ll survive. It’s only five years afterward he can retire and they’ll forget about him. He’ll survive he’s survived worse during the early days of blue dawn.” She said.

“Goodbye. If he survives you won. If he doesn’t I blame myself for believing you. Either case. Don’t tell him where I am. Just tell him I died.” Beau said.

“Stop it. I promise. He will survive this. We’ve worked hard for this moment. Hold on. Just hold on a little longer.” She said.

“Goodbye E. I hope he survives and you get what you want. Either case I’m done. Don’t call me again.” I said.

“I’ll talk to you five years.” E said.

Blue Technomancer CHAPTER 29

Martin sat in his office at a loss for what to do next. He had a lot to do and a lot of people to put in the ground. The only problem was he didn’t know where to start.

“Mr. Remo. Mr. Lucas wishes to see you.” Nikita said over his communicator.

Martin stared at his computer screen waiting staring at footage that took place a several hours ago.

“Tell him to give me ten minutes.” Martin said touching his communicator.

“He says to take your time. He’ll be waiting to give you a report of what he learned.” Nikita said.

Martin turned in his chair. He waved a hand and the memories from a few hours ago were projected from his mind toward his window. He sat back watched his past events play back.

Martin watched the memory of himself sitting in a cafe. He was watching live footage camera feed inside as his team raided the building. All they found were fallen SD agents.

Martin’s projected memory faded away. Martin stared at the city. He got to his feet and touched his communicator attached to his collar. “Come in Beau.” He said.

“Copy that!” Beau said.

A few seconds later Beau rolled into Martin’s office in his wheelchair. He found Martin alone staring off at the city his back to Beau.

“How did he turn Ethan?” Martin asked.

“Drugs. Got him hooked to some new shit that fucked him up and put him under his control.” Beau said. “Anything else you want to know?” He said.

“Did you find out why he killed Ethan? Did the President order the hit.” Martin asked.

Beau put his phone on Martin’s desk. “I recorded his confession. I had to break him. He said the government wants Jessica bad. He said the issue take down the only thing protecting her from them.” He said.

Martin nodded. “Homeworld. What part did the others play in Ethan’s death?” He asked.

“Nothing. They were puppets literally. They had no control over it. Either case they didn’t have a choice. Funny thing is they said their mission was only to convince her or capture and force her into the program. They have no idea why Agent Hall went as far as he did. None of it made sense to me. I did a little bit more digging though when I searched his apartment and computer. I found deleted emails and messages and reports. He was working for somebody else on side.” Beau said.

Martin frowned. “Who?” He said.

“Your competition. Do you remember the other two gangs back in New York?” Beau said quietly.

Martin froze and then he nodded. “Yeah. The Wakers and The Wicked sisters. I thought Rider and Artemus took them all out. Was that a lie or do you think Rider and Artemus were working for them?”

“The answer was pretty simple. They got the Wakers. They missed taking out the Sisters. They missed their targets and now we have to deal with them now.” Beau said.

“So the sisters are alive?!” Martin said softly. “Holy shit.” He said.

Beau nodded. “Yeah. Their government consultants as well. They want you out. Ethan was the first target your the next one. I’m sorry.” He said.

Martin shook his head. “I should have seen this coming. This is my fault.” He said.

Beau shook his head. “You did the best you could with the knowledge you had. It doesn’t matter now. It’s done we can only move forward. We know their alive now and we know they want you and Homeworld out of the picture. So we need to act plan and act accordingly with that in mind.” He said.

Martin turned toward him. “How did you figure out how to use to teleportation so soon I thought it would take you ten years.”

Beau shook his head. “It wasn’t teleportation. I blended my body into my environment.” He said stiffly.

“Can you replicate it so that the team can use it on missions?” Martin asked.

Beau’s eyes looked back and forth in thought and he grimaced. “I don’t know. It’s not really technology I made. It’s mutation part of my body. There is a chance I can make a suit. I would have to do test prototypes that will explode from an energy burst. I also don’t know if the effort will be useful compared to teleportation.” He said.

Martin grimaced shaking his head. “Alright. Keep working on the Teleporter device. We’re having a memorial for Ethan tomorrow. You’ll be there.” He said.

“What about Ryu?” Beau asked.

Martin frowned. “He’s staying on. He’s the strongest Warrior we have. One way or another we will figure out how to turn him in to something manageable. I just got one question for you though.” He said turning to face Beau.

Beau nodded his head. He noticed Martin looking at his legs. He smiled. “I’m good.” He said.

Martin shook his head. “That’s bullshit you can tell the others brother. Just between me and you.” He said.

Beau nodded. “I have a shit kicking headache and my fucking nubs hurt like hell. Other then that.” He said with shrug.

Martin stared at him. “I don’t want you using your powers. I brought you in for your mind and because you’ve been loyal to me and my family.” He said.

Beau shook his head. “You paid me back a hundred fold by doing your best to get you kids out and keep them alive. I just came here to see if Angel was planning. You don’t owe anything.” He said.

Martin shook his head. “It was a mistake for us to bring you in. The sisters are going to come after you now with a vengeance. This is going to be all out war until we take those bitches out finally.” He said.

Beau smiled. “Bring them on boss. Bring them on.” He said.

How to challenge a aggression nature

We are who we are from the series of choices we make to the outlook we choose to have in life and the gifts and talents we are innately born with.

Aggression. Can be a powerful tool in your life to help push you to your limits and others to do and become their best version. It can also be a force of destruction in your life and on others. It’s your choice.

There is nothing wrong with being aggressive if it is your nature. You have to choose how you use your nature in your life, form yourself, or destroy yourself. Know yourself and use your nature to craft your own path and craft your body and mind to your advantage in life. Whether in business, you can use aggression to pursue the deal or the big sale or martial arts and boxing to push yourself and skill for next round or big overall win.

This is who I am. I accept my nature. I will use it to my advantage. I will use it, push myself forward, and create harmony with me and for the benefit of the people I love.