Tales of Heroes

Converse will take you anywhere you want to go; You just have to walk there.

This has always been something I’ve believed since I bought my first pair of one star converse, a pair of black fresh canvas high-tops with the gummy white rubber tape about the soles. But that isn’t the here nor there as this is a story of adventure, of a hero.

I found myself stranded in the middle of a blizzard in the Alaskan wilderness, doomed to wander aimlessly wearing but a t-shirt, jeans and a pair of black converse high-tops. Blinded by white in all directions I could see nothing as the cold and snow beat fiercely at my frame, and as things seemed to be reaching the climax of bad they turned to worse. I narrowed my eyes at a single blurry blob at the edge of the horizon, slowly growing larger as every moment passed with me moving closer to the approaching object. By the time I realized what was coming it was too late, I was being lunged at by a polar bear in full charge going for a quick killing blow. A second passed by as I stood at this bear’s claws mere inches from my face, and they never grew any closer, but upon closer investigation nothing around me was moving time itself stood still.

At that moment of realization Quetzalcoatl the Aztec god appears from the heavens descending before me.

“I am here to give you my divine guidance and help.” the god boomed.

“Now i’m not saying i’m at all ungrateful, but aren’t you an Aztec god? I’m definitely Asian, as in not Aztec…you sure you’re here to help ME?” I questioned obviously generally just confused.

“Aztec, Asian…isn’t that big of a deal, now listen you need to focus on your Asian mystical powers, and your spirit weapon will appear and all that jazz got it? Spirit energy or something like that you know power level over 9000 or something.” The words he spoke were questionable, but do you really question a flying feathered serpent in the sky? As soon as I heeded his advice he disappeared and time unfroze, but not before I had in mere milliseconds collected my inner strength and from the energy of the earth itself created a katana!

The bear was at me, but my blade met him first and the bear’s front claws and head were removed from his lumbering body in one swift strike that left his neck not much unlike a Pez dispenser. Finished with the blade and covered in the animal’s fresh blood I took his pelt as clothing and made my way back to civilization.

THE END.

So I’ve noticed I’ve been terribly not at all active on my tumblr account and that makes me sad. I haven’t been keeping true to the title of my blog here. Tales of Heroes. So I guess I’ll fix that. I’m gonna try to post one life story, or one tale per week to keep the ball at least semi rolling, and to well practice storytelling.

New iPad2 reveal today I want one for school and my new upstart!