Brony Shawn

"I didn't. The one that just ran off did. If you want to do this the hard way, we'll do this the hard way. If you'll accept what I said as lie, there will be one less pony in this world." (I gotta go. My laptop charger literally is breaking. I just saw it release sparks. I don't want my house to burn down so I'ma get it checked out.)

Direct hit! Shawn decided to check on that pony later. He went over to the corpse of Cleo to see what he could loot off of her. What the heck. This body is still warm. "Check the pulse. Check the pulse." "Guys. Redstorm, Skyfall, guys! Guys this is important! Come here! Her body is warm! She's alive but probably unconscious. What should we do?" Shawn pinned down Cleo. "You're not going anywhere."

Shawn pulled out his Katana, and dodged the bullet that Jonny shot at him, just by swiftly jumping to the left. He was about to chase and slice Jonny open with his Katana, but then he spotted a winged pony, with her gun ready. "Show no mercy." Show pulled out his AK 47 and reloaded. 3 mags left. He got into the cover of the rock and his white jacket made him harder to see. He aimed at Lyona's wing using his ACOG scope. There was no doubt that it wouldn't hit the wing, for he was aiming directly at it. One shot. Two shots. Three shots. "That'll do."

Shawn slowed down as he came nearer and nearer to Cleo and Jonny Ray. He snuck near them, using his surroundings for cover. "I don't think they notice me. Wait, this girl has a friend with her? Looks like I'll have to execute them both, or have Skyfall execute them while I hold them still." Shawn was now almost impossible to be seen. Impossible to be heard. All that "crazy" clan training paid off. He readied his AK 47, aiming for Cleo's head and body. He crouched. He saw Redstorm's sniper bullet be shot at one of the ponies. "Doesn't matter. I'll kill the other pony," he thought in his mind "Sayonora!!!" Shawn shouted as he started to shoot at the remaining pony. Shawn dropped a mag on the pony, nonstop, all 30 bullets.

Shawn heard the gunfire's booming sound and saw the gun's flash. He saw SkyFall heading towards Cleo, ready to attack. Shawn quickly pulled out his AK 47 and was ready to help SkyFall kill Cleo if things got bloody. He quickly walked and searched for the stranger that shot Skyfall. "Dammit. What kind of an idiot shoots a pony who is with 3 other ponies? Well that stranger seems like she just signed her own death note."

"Searching for other signs of life was what I'm doing out here in the wild," Shawn replied. "Sure, I'll go with you guys. My name is Shawn. Do you need anything?" (And by the way, just to make it clear, it was Japanese not Chinese. Samurai aren't part of Chinese culture.)

"狼で私を助けていただきありがとうございます。それが評価されています。あなたは攻撃しない場合、私はあなたを攻撃しません。あなたが攻撃することを決定しない場合、私はあなたに警告しなければなりません。私は熟練した武士だと簡単に私の一族の最高の手によって作られて、ちょうど私のカタナ、と私の対戦相手を圧倒することができます," Shawn said in his calm voice to the pony pointing his weapon at him. "Dammit, what language does this guy speak?" Shawn thought. Shawn lowered his weapon and waited for a reply from the pony pointing their weapon at him. Shawn suddenly noticed that the pony pointing his weapon at him was not alone. He saw another. An assistant or student of him, pointing his weapon at Shawn. Shawn gave a serious, but respectful, eye contact type of stare to the stranger that killed a wolf, and calmly waited for a reply. "If these guys decide to attack, I'll need to go Sukafeisu on them with my Masamune." Shawn thought to himself.

"The heck?" Shawn thought as he saw a wolf get shot. "He either wants to help me or kill me." The second wolf ran at Shawn's back. Using his Katana, in a swift, single, motion, he spun around and beheaded the wolf, and its blood splattered all over the frozen, soft, snow. The remaining wolf barked and howled at Shawn. It made direct eye contact with him. "Looks like all that samurai training is gonna pay off," Shawn thought. He steadied his Katana, ready to counter attack. After about 5 seconds of direct eye contact, the wolf ran towards him like a hungry vengeful beast. The wolf jumped, aiming for his head. Shawn quickly darted his Katana straight for the wolf's stomach and sliced halfway in.

"I'm gonna go look for other survivors. I'd recommend that you stay here for the night. Help yourself to the food in the kitchen. There's an extra bed in the guest room." Shawn said to Scorpien, unaware that Scorpien was already asleep. Shawn grabbed his AK 47 ACOG, just in case anyone wanted to fight. He attached a strap to it and put it around him. Then he grabbed his Katana and slid it in the casing, and wore it on his back. He brought only a few rations to last for about probably 2 or 3 days, and a map and compass. Shawn left the house and went about 4 miles North. "Ponyville should be around the horizon. I had better see if there are any survivors of this icy wasteland," Shawn thought to himself. Suddenly, he heard barking. "Wolves..." Shawn thought. 3 wolves circled around him, ready to attack and feast on their victim. "Think! Dammit! Keep calm and no sudden movements!" Shawn slowly reached for his Katana. The wolves barked even more. One howled. And then, in a swift motion, they attacked.

Shawn understood what Scorpien wanted. "Come on in. There's a fire to keep you warm. Food is in the kitchen if you need it. It's pretty cold outside, you may have to stay here for the night," Shawn said. Shawn put away his weapons and sat by the fire. "You can call me Shawn."

Dynasty Warriors 4. I remember playing it on my Xbox Original (The very first Xbox). Most critics gave it bad reviews but I loved it. Awesome missions, a fairly accurate historical storyline, moving plot, and awesome memories. I remember so many memories, which is probably why this one of my all time favorite games. It was so awesome that I almost cried when I beat the game (I beat it multiple times with multiple characters).

"State your name and business!" Shawn exclaimed in a thundering voice. Shawn lowered his gun. "Should I shoot this guy? I will kill if I need to, but I don't want to kill if it isn't necessary. Waste of ammo and it would break my oath as a Samurai. I should see what this guy wants. If he attacks, he's dead." Shawn thought.

(This is my first post. We must live in different time zones.) "Looks like I've found my dinner." Shawn said as he slowly climbed the branches of this pine tree. He pulled out his Katana and looked at his prey below. A pig. Good enough for 3 days worth of food. He jumped down at the pig and stabbed it twice with his Katana. He then carried it back to his shelter. Finally, Shawn was home. He carried the pig into his two story, relatively small, beaten down, wooden shack. He prepared it and put it in the smoking room to dry and preserve. He heard a knock on his door. "Dammit. Next time don't leave the lights on when you don't need them," he thought to to himself. He pulled out his AK 47 and aimed it at the door, ready for a fight if it came. "Come in," he said with a calm, voice, "it's unlocked."

Oh yeah and another pain I felt was a long time ago when I was a primary grader. I got hit 3 times in a row by REALLY HARD BALLS (basketballs I think) kicked by people with really strong legs and it hit me in the head, 3 times in a row. Out of all the people, out of all the places I could have been at, out of all the times I could have been at those places, why me!? I felt like passing out, but after taking a seat and resting for a while, I felt better. Another time was when my friend kicked a ball so hard at my stomach during soccer (it was an accident, I was in the wrong place at the wrong time) that I fell to the ground, could NOT move, could NOT breathe, and was temporarily paralyzed. My friends said that it's happened to them during soccer before, and that it's perfectly normal. It was the first time it's happened to me so I felt like I was gonna have a heart attack or something.