The Epic of Trigun Part 2

May 26, 2011 § Leave a comment

At long last after almost a week I have finished watching Trigun, perhaps one of my most favorite animes so far to date. The previous blog image for Trigun made me think “So this is how Vash is. Seems hardcore”, though after finishing the series he is such a caring pacifist who only fights when its to save someone. This image does so much justice to Vash’s real nature, a funny wuss who always manages to get himself out of the most troublesome of situations. I only saw 1 episode when I was young but that one episode stuck with me until I downloaded a torrent and managed to watch it from beginning to end. Aside from Vash being the star there is Meryl Strife and Milly Thompson and Nicholas D. Wolfwood who tag along during his journey; each bring a great variety of comedy and drama that makes the series quite interesting.

To start off the first episode starts with a group of locals talking about Vash the Stampede in a saloon, giving a bit of an introduction to the would be hero as “The $$60,000,000,000.00 Man” and the “Humanoid Typhoon”; yet with such a high reputation and an equally high bounty the legendary gunman is actually a lighthearted man who promotes love and peace and despises the act of killing in which even in the most troubling situation he never kills a single gunman after him. Even if he is a king and slightly screwball person it is still no surprise bandits and mercs try to hunt him down, yet no matter what the situation he manages to come out of it alive. Later introduced in the episode is Meryl and Milley, two agents from thr Bernadelli Insurance company in search of Vash and keep surveillance on him, though when they meet the real Vash they dismiss that such a wimp is the “Humanoid Typoon” and continue their search.  The entire series is quite interesting, each episode is a different scenario and although it sometimes repeats the series is darn well done. As for plot it kicks in sometime in the middle in which it introduces the main villains of the story and cause mayhem and chaos for Vash. If this seems like a typical hero story then you’d be wrong to assume and dismiss such an interesting anime.

The series seems mostly like an action comedy set in a space western world, but halfway through the plot thickens with the introduction of Legato and the Gung-Ho-Gunz, a group of skilled assassins with extraordinary skill and equipment hell bent to cause Vash as much suffering as possible by killing innocent people or endangering his friends. Vash usually puts them in his place, but the damage caused is almost unbearable for the gunman. The group is led by Legato, a fanatical henchmen of Knives (Vash’s Twin) who has telepathic powers; the real brain is Vash’s brother Knives who despises humankind and sets plans in motion to kill them off to extinction and every situation involving the Gung-Ho-Gunz is directly caused by Knives.

One thing I did enjoy in the series is the character development over the series, mainly over Vash. Not many heroes are like him in the sense that he not only saves the innocent but saves the enemy; hell not many action heroes can walk in his shoes and save every person, even the bad guy. He’s one memorable hero with a bad ass trench coat and one memorable saying “Love and Peace!” So until Next time keep the lead running and the peace flowing. Later.

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Lament: A Struggle of Acceptance.

May 25, 2011 § Leave a comment

Lament

A Struggle of Acceptance

Sipping his morning coffee to clear the hangover from the previous night Christopher sat himself down on the kitchen chair wearing only a pair of blue jeans and a stretched out white t-shirt he had abused since the end of summer last year. The day seemed it would start out rather beautiful, gray clouds blocking the hot spring sun; Chris focused his attention on the calendars date and immediately knew that today was just as gray as the clouds outside. Despite the passage of time Chris could never forget his biggest failure, one he did not ever need to mark to remember, a date associated with the day he failed not only himself but someone very dear; one name came up as a reminder of his agonizing depression, Anya. Chris continued drinking the pure black unsweetened coffee; the bitterness was a welcomed distraction to his melancholic mood. Nothing truly ever distracted him, all Chris could ever accomplish was a temporary escape that was even then short lived; all pleasure was in the end a futile resistance to forget his troubles, one that his roommate Erika knew all too well.

Setting his mug down Chris heard faint footsteps coming from the bathroom, the falling water coming from the shower had ceased and the footsteps came ever closer to the kitchen. Soon Erika entered the kitchen in only a long white-t that clung to her tightly from the light moisture from the shower, though Chris paid no attention to her failed attempt of concealment and continued drinking his coffee. Erika lightly treaded her way to the fridge and pulled out a can of beer before downing the brew. Her pale face clearly made her easily to read, her cheeks flushed red from the change in her body temperature. It was a somewhat entertaining thought to know that his friend was a walking barometer, her pale face altering when she was bashful or frustrated which greatly aided in reading her.

Chris once again sat the mug down, pushing the thought of the previous nights fling and instead attempted to make a small conversation. “Alcohol this early in the day?” he spoke, cutting the silence and watched her part her lips from the now empty aluminum can. Erika tossed her hair back and threw the can into the air, the can flying and slamming against the trash bin across the kitchen and falling inside.

“There isn’t anything wrong with one brew after a hot shower.” She finished off, brushing her long black hair from her face and gazed at the mug Chris had, giving a slight chuckle. “That mug does not suit you at all.”

Confused by her words, Christopher turned to read the print on the mug and was taken slightly by surprise from the mug. ‘Excess sex can impair your vision!’ it read, and though Chris did not understand the joke he lightly felt embarrassed ever giving her the mug for her seventeenth birthday.

“I wonder why I even gave you this cheesy mug in the first place.” He answered a bit irate from the irony. He could not remember if the gift had some sort of well meaning thought put into it or if it was a poorly selected and unthought-of; in either case Erika loved the mug and she never threw it out despite Chris’s repeated offer to buy her another.

“Tis not as inadequate as you claim, after all I did enjoy the post-it-note that came with it.” She finished, teasing him. Chris could not remember what he wrote on that post it and no matter how many times he asked she would always say something witty to mess with him.

Erika and Chris had first met in their junior year of high school along with Anya. Erika’s first two years of high school she was mostly unnoticed until for no reason in her junior year Erika suddenly and unexpectedly ascended into the popularity ranks of the school. She had always had her nice figure complimenting her intellectual wit though suddenly being noticed made her uneasy and she closed herself off because of the attention; when Chris transferred in not long after he not only approached the silent idol but also attempted to talk to her unknowing of her status in school. At first she ignored him believing he was just another guy desiring to score with her, but it did not take long for Erika and Chris to become friends with the help of her friend Anya.

She was forced to stand on the sidelines as Anya and Chris were together during high school and now four years had passed since Chris and Erika met and with little contact after graduation the two managed to enter the same college she attempted to pick up where she left off. Despite her wishes Chris still bitterly could not get over Anya despite the feelings he had for Erika; Chris was being held back by bitter memories that kept him from moving forward and despite ample support and worry from Erika he knew she was close to the brink of giving up on him entirely. Four years of silence and two more years of a struggling relationship it was a wonder Erika still remained by his side.

Erika left the kitchen, heading to her room to dress for her first day of teaching; it would be her first time as a student teacher to teach the class.  She would be in for a rough first day, the entire class she would teach was full of deviants that even her mentor could not control; a rowdy bunch of hormonal middle school troublemakers who could care less about their studies much less how Erika felt about the situation. Since high school graduation Erika wanted to become a school teacher and now that the opportunity had arrived; though troubled by many hardships she now had to face a harrowing first day and feared she would at long last break down.

Erika once again returned to the kitchen, leaning against the doorway in blue slacks and a white patterned designer blouse that gave her a sense of authority even if false. Adjusting her glasses she focused her gaze onto Chris and nervously hoped to get some sort of inspiration from him. “I’m heading off, wish me luck.”

Normally Chris would give her an answer by saying he’d wish her luck and that he would make something special when she returned. Today was not such and instead she got a light grunt from him, his eyes glued to the calendar and his mind focused on something else. Since the day they met Erika was dependent on the few true friends she had to distract her from the gawking men and spiteful women, now even after high school and her popularity lessened she still turned to Chris for inspiration to get through the day.

She shifted her gaze downwards disappointed by being ignored; she muttered something low under her breath and walked to the door and left though Chris took no notice. Silence filled the kitchen, time passing on while Chris sat idly staring at the calendar as if he were expecting something to pop out; in reality he was conflicting to either visit Anya or just continue putting it off, a yearly ritual he normally did before visiting her. After some long thinking he once again gave in and picked his black jacket and departed the apartment.

Sitting on his black 2007 Ducati superbike, Chris decided to head off and pick up a bouquet of flowers and head off to visit her this time. He would force himself to go see her rather than meet his expectations halfway and see it undone. Putting his helmet on and revving the black bike to life he slightly was jerked from the sudden acceleration, the g forces failed to push knock him off and Chris speedily got on the almost empty street making a course to Gabriel’s Flower Shop. The wind was a bit refreshing to him, the passing buildings and streets gave him a thrill, Chris was almost tempted to accelerate faster, to hear the buzz of his engine increase in volume and the scenery around him disappear; though reason obviously kicked in and resisted the urge, focusing on the street. Making good time he slowly decreased in pace and made a right turn to a parking lot before coming to a sudden halt, arriving at the shop.

Getting off the bike he took off the helmet and tucked it under his left arm, his eyes scanning the store front for a particular bouquet before he entered in the store and his nose was overwhelmed by the scent of fresh smelling flowers. The store had a great selection to choose from but so many in variations it was difficult to decide which would be perfect for the occasion. He had heard from Erika that different flowers each had a meaning, a language that he was not accustomed to being a guy. Chris carefully reviewed each flower but in the end he gave in and reached out for a large bouquet of red roses with an adornment of smaller white flowers that gave a small sense of comfort. Just before he reached out to grab the bouquet his mind advised against the obvious choice and Chris retreated his hand for the moment. Gazing around the store his eye caught sight of a bouquet of violet flowers smaller in comparison to the red roses he was gazing at, though not stunning in size or color these had appealed to him and the smell of vanilla was an unexpected bonus.

“Those are Heliotrope.” Spoke the clerk at the counter, causing Chris to jump up in fright. The clerk chuckled by his reaction stroking his long blue dyed hair, the ends of his hair had a pink tint to it that complimented the blue. “I’m sorry; I have that reaction to everyone.” He says apologizing for frightening him.

“That’s okay; I was somewhat out of it.” Chris told the clerk nervously. The clerk gazed at him curiously, giving a grin that made Chris feel slightly uncomfortable.

“So you planning on buying those for someone special?” he asked curiously. “Heliotropes after all mean ‘Eternal love, faithfulness, and devotion.’”

Chris immediately remembered that Anya enjoyed purple, most of her wardrobe were different colors but it was mostly filled with purple, violets, and dark blues. He gave a light smile and approached the clerk with the small bouquet. “I’ll take them.”

A bouquet bought Chris once again got on the bike, turning the engine on he carefully drove off towards the street and closer to his final destination. With each block passed he felt more and more nervous, his thoughts going grimmer the closer he was got to his destination. He had left the busy main street and made his way uphill out of the city, the dirt road guiding the rubber wheels and kicking a trail of dirt up in the air. It was natural of course that his destination would be so far from the city; people did not like to be close to the dead. Soon after the dirt road had led him safely to Augustine Cemetery, the iron gates wide open and in front seemed to be an ocean of tombstones and monuments for the dead. Flowers in hand Chris slowly walked through the threshold and made his way farther into the cemetery, each passing step he felt his right shoulder begin to ache in pain.

The pain in his arm was entirely psychological, caused by the shock of the accident two years ago. Chris and Anya had gotten into the biggest fight and despite how hard he thought he could not remember what the fight was ever about; whatever the cause he knew it was enough to have Anya storm off in a raging fit and leave for her friend’s house on the other side of the city. After some thought Chris hastily made his way to go apologize and found himself standing in front of a 4 story apartment Anya fled to, flames engulfing the upper floor and covering the sky with the blackest flame he had ever witnessed. Rather than staying clear of the burning complex and wait for the fire department Chris instead ran inside and fought through the fleeing residence. Not knowing which room or floor she was Chris kicked down every door and yelled at the top of his lungs, pushing through each level until he had reached the fourth floor. The scorching inferno had come close to consuming the entire floor but still he desperately continued on unaware the floor supports were weakened by the fire; taking a few paces Chris came crashing down to the third floor before the rest of the broken debris joined him. Attempting to get up he found his entire right arm firmly caught under the crushing pile of wood and linoleum, the material was still on fire and it did not take long before Chris felt his trapped arm blister in pain. The flames had begun to slowly cook his arm until shock had caused him to pass out and saved him from the pain.

Firefighters had managed to pull him out before the flames could do any more to his body, and when he awoke he found himself in the hospital with the lower deltoid and his shoulder covered in bandages. Chris had survived the inferno only to later learn that Anya had still remained inside the inferno; mourning had settled in and he simply desired to have remained caught in the inferno along with her. Even after he had finished mourning and his arm healing after the skin grafts he was far from returning to normal; apathy settled in and he closed himself off to everyone.

At long last Chris approached Anya’s grave, tears had welled up in his eyes and stubbornly he wiped them off. Setting the flowers down Chris remained standing upward, idly staring down at the tombstone below. After all the planning earlier Chris just stayed silent, memories flowing in his mind both joyous and saddening, nonetheless a slight smile rose on his lips. The many other times he attempted to visit each time he had failed, fearing that in approaching her grave he would lose part of her memory; now here he stood and nothing about the memories changed and the pain that prowled him had at long last ceased. The pain in his right shoulder ended and though he still was the same his outlook was slightly different. After a long two years of conflict Chris had finally come to terms with Anya’s death; the world that seemed bitter he now saw more optimistic.

Chris had remained in the cemetery for some time, the clouds above slowly became darker and the wind beginning to pick up. Gazing up he put his hands in his pocket and turned away from the grave, the sky would soon begin to rain but he did not care. Standing still for a moment, he turned his head to gaze at her headstone one last time. “I’ll be sure to visit you again.” He spoke, his mind imagining Anya sitting there with a smile on her face. It seemed silly but rather comforted Chris as he made his way out through the long acre of tombstones, leaving Anya and the other dead behind. Hopping on his bike he picked out his cell phone from his right pocket and began to dial, waiting for Erika to answer; not having luck he instead left her a voicemail.

“When you get off work make sure to wait out near the flag pole,” he paused and felt shy for a moment before he continued on. “I want to thank you for waiting for me this long.” Returning his phone in his pocket he turned the ignition in his bike and drove off, away from the cemetery; from now on things between Erika and Chris would be different now that he no longer was chained by his own troubles.

We Still Don’t Know the Name of the Flower We Saw That Day

May 24, 2011 § Leave a comment

by Hisamisa

With so many new animes coming out in the past year its difficult to sit down and watch on your spare time, life intervenes and controls our lives; a struggle of comings and goings, of hello’s and goodbyes, of joyous reunion or mournful partings. Though many animes are quite memorable, not all of them can pull off the difficult tear jerking tragedy’s and dramas that leave the viewers attached to the characters; few who have succeeded have won the hearts of many and brought fond memories of living with that story. Clannad is one such anime, the only one that I actually ever cried and brought me close to the characters and story; this year the tragedy drama is passed on to a new series one that I have high expectations to take me into a good story and hopefully cry over the characters and developing story. To start off the full title is Ano Hi Mita Hana no Namae o Boku-tachi wa Mada Shiranai (We Still Don’t Know the Name of the Flower We Saw That Day), a 2011 spring televised series produced by A-1 and directed by Tatsuyuki Nagai who is known for Toradora, Honey and Clover 2, Toaru Kagaku no Railgun, and took part in storyboard and episode direction of well known series. With such a great history its no surprise that this series became an instant hit with the Japanese audience.

The story starts off with five friends who become to drift apart due to the passing Meiko “Menma” Honma, a dear friend to the five members. Ten years later Jinta Yadomi lives his high school life at home playing video games and withdrawn from society until one day an older Menma shows up before him asking for a wish to be granted, though has no idea what that wish is. Yadomi struggles to maintain his sanity before this phantom who seems so much like the real Menma, although Menma lives as a ghost with conscious and free thought she knows about the accident and has accepted she is dead, though her unknown wish still keeps her attached to the world and Yadomi Jinta.  The story revolves around Yadomi, Menma, Yukiatsu, Anaru, Tsuruko, and Poppo who slowly get together once again and reminisce of Menma and try to find out her wish. To say the least the series is well drawn and the characters each are different to give variation to the anime, but each of them are all drawn to Menma but cannot see her except for Yadomi Jinta. I am honestly in love with Menma’s cute and care free attitude, she is just simply adorable and always keeps Jinta company (and that she is a lolita).

The characters are quite interesting, for example Yadomi lives his life as a shut in, Poppo quit school to work so he can travel the world, Anaru who calls herself easily influenced by others, Tsuruko who is extremely serious and logical, and Yukiatsu who is smart and popular but is still distraught over the death of Menma. Throughout the series Yadomi attempts to convinces them all to get together to find Menma though Tsuruko and Yukiatsu are overly skeptical but go along. To say as a warning this series is quite depressing and rewarding, I got so attached to the characters in the 6 episodes out that I laughed when something funny happened, felt sympathy in some situations, and just cried because something sad had just happened; despite this rollercoaster of emotions the series is difficult not to love and I ravenously crave for more.

The series is about 9 episodes long but worth sitting down to watch, though the most recent episode is 6 I cannot help but watch more and find out more about Menma’s wish. It leaves me with confusion and excitement and by the end of it I would probably feel happily satisfied with an aching heart and fond memories. Just like Clannad I am hooked on Ano Hana and therefor gets a PRAISE. Please all of you who have the time please sit down and watch this series, I honestly recommend it (we wouldn’t want to make Menma cry T.T).

Until next time keep coming back and stay gold. Bye bye.

Kaichou wa Maid-sama

May 20, 2011 § Leave a comment

Recently due to finals I haven’t gotten around to finishing trigun, but I have gotten around to catching up with the anime for 2010-2011 and I must say one has caught my eye that in my opinion rivals that of K-On. Imagine being the class president of a seedy school and earn the reputation of a fearful figure who cracks down on anyone slacking off? It’s an already good scenario to a school anime, now we add the twist; your family is in a heap of debt because of your father and you help around with money by getting a job, the twist is its a maid cafe. For those who don’t know what a maid cafe is, its pretty much as the title says, a cafe where you’re served by lovely women in maid outfits. Upon entering you are greeted as Master or Mistress and seated down to look at the menu, depending on the order there are various services that are done like singing a song or writing a name on an omelet with ketchup. Its a strange place for someone who enters the first time but it is quite the experience worth coming back to.

The story is set in Sekai High school, a once all boys school that recently became coed, but with its reputation being a poor school Misaki Ayuzawa turns all that around when she becomes the class president of the school, increasing the standards of the school and its students. She is well loved by girls and lightly despised by men, though often stricter on guys she’ll put the school before her own needs. Though she is proud of her authority there is a secret that she fears will ruin her reputation if known; that she works in as a maid at Maid latte. With her family in financial troubles she works at the cafe for the big pay and nice atmosphere, all the while careful about leaving evidence of her work. Things begin to boil when Usui Takami, a popular male student, discovers her secret and confronts her for his enjoyment. Though he keeps her job a secret he often enters the cafe as a client to harass her for his enjoyment, but let me say he’s not a bad guy.

So far I’m impressed with the series, normally something I would not watch but it has been entertaining. Each episode is a slice of individuality and a nice breath of fresh air for me, a good shoujo anime is what I needed from the massive Shonen wall I slammed into. Its cute, well drawn, and every episode has a wild variety of comedic moments that anyone can easily get into. With so much animes out there this one is a must watch and therefore gets a praise. Until next time good luck on finals and may summer work out for you ^.^

Slow Progress

May 19, 2011 § Leave a comment

These past 2 days the blog has gone silent for the first time. I thought one day of silence would be okay but 2 times in a row is way too much. I enjoy this blog and love to post things for the world to view so a third day of silence will not happen. To get to the bottom of this during my conquests I have neglected a few animes for spring 2011 and tuesday I wanted to catch up a bit, but also finals being a thorn in my ass I have to do my best to focus on it. Too much hell has been going on lately and its been cutting time on my Trigun conquest, I even thought if I torrent it I’d be able to watch it on my own time but so far I’m only 15 episodes in and with so much things need to be done I have to prioritize school and other things before I can watch my anime and what not.

There is however a silver lining to this all. Finals last all this week, with two down I have one more to go and then its a well deserved summer vacation! I’ll be able to focus on my conquest with relatively ease. My friend David is also coming on friday, so we’ll be able to celebrate by watching the new pirates movie sometime around 7 PM but I’m not sure if we will have time. Guess the time will come to worry about those things, anyways I’ll hopefully get around to doing the conquest and whatnot by the weekend and get back to the interwebs. Until then this is your friendly neighborhood otaku signing off ^^

Recettear: I Dun Wanna Live in a Box! </3

May 16, 2011 § Leave a comment

Click to DA Comic

There have been many roleplaying games that follow the same unexplored RPG equation of dungeon crawling, grinding, and enraging boss fights that just makes a player rage and stock up on potions from their local item shops. The adventurers have all the spotlight and don’t give any for the unsung heroes that made their conquests possible, in Recettear the RPG system is revamped for something uniquely different. The game starts off with the main character Recette who is greeted by a loan shark fairy named Tear, who demands to collect her fathers debt or else repossess her home and force Recette live in a box (Click the image above, sums up how I felt afterwards, not my artwork). Unable to pay the money Tear offers Recette a solution by transforming her home into an item shop, thus beginning the game.

The game mechanics are quite simple to get into, with only 3 buttons to use (aside from esc), and the characters themselves are moe to the core. This game is obscenely cute, from character modelling to the art work, hell even the monsters are cute (to an extent) the game is cute from beginning to end. The thing that isn’t cute at all is the weekly collection that is done once a week; this gives a sense of dread when you have horrible sales and you haven’t met your quota for that week. What gets even more depressing is when you fail to pay the collection your house is repossessed and shows a cut scene in which Recette is living in a box.

The strong points of the game in my experience is to piss you off when a customer storms out, make you overly happy when you hit it big on a sale, and make you cry when its game over; this game is a highly effective way to kill time and even addicting at times. Emotion is key to any games overall enjoy, why play a game that you can’t have fun in and make you say “That was majorly fun”, Recettear pulls this off really well and I enjoyed it from beginning to end. The item shop can be expanded to fit more items, you can change your flooring and walls to add an angelic feeling or a dreadful dungeon feeling that affects how many customers you get for that sale. There is also a combo chain that goes into effect with each sale that affects your shop owner xp with each level unlocking you certain perks to help you reap in the Pix (Recettears money), sadly this chain can be restarted if a consumer is displeased with the price or storms out. With many perks, items, and a variety of clients the game is easy to play but difficult to truly master.

There is also a dungeon diving side quest where the player hires an adventurer and goes questing for items; simple enough until you add monsters into the formula. Each time you go into a field the maps always change so you never get into the same path again, to go onto the next floor you must find a portal that will warp you to the next. Before going into the dungeon the player can bring along certain items like food to help him in his journey, but this takes up space to an already small inventory. The dungeon system is well done, overall the game is well done and there are not many bugs, most you own’t even notice, but I was disappointed in the dungeon crawling that I’ve come to know in every other game and my ever small inventory space became a dreadful game of swapping items. You can only fit so many items in your inventory when you go to a dungeon so once it fills up you can’t pick anymore without tossing swapping things out or removing them entirely. Its a fun mini game nonetheless but you can’t help but get pissed because you find a valuable item and you have to make a decision to sacrifice something from your inventory; seems like an easy decision but some items can be combined for crafting so the situation can be complicated.

The game has a variety of memorable characters, items, and monsters that are fun. My adventurer Louie who is the starter adventurer and the most funniest character there is. Louie is a poor and untrained adventurer who has not earned a place among the Adventurers Guild to earn work, quite a lovable character as he is poor to even buy food that he has to scavenge for edible grass and the like. Though there are many other adventurers each with unique attributes and classes, Louie was my favorite because of his pathetic but positive persona made him quite fun and easy to get along with. The game has many strong points but the ever skulking collection does not give one enough time to jump into dungeons and sell so one has to balance dungeon crawling and adventuring. Upon completing the game (which is somewhat short, about 6-12 hours), the game has an endless mode in which you no longer need to pay your debt and gives you time to explore dungeons and sell what you want to earn a profit. There is also a mode called New Game+ which allows you to start a new game with your hard earned stats and level but you still follow the story; there is also a survival mode that pins the player up in a never ending weekly collection that increases every week until the player fails. Survival mode is still similar to the game in which you can sell and dungeon crawl but prepare to be mad and cry yourself to sleep when you fail eventually; still a nice mode to play.

Recettear has been one of the most fulfilling and raging games I have ever played. I highly recommend it because its quite fun and honestly cheap, $20 US. . Also if you have not clicked the image above then do so, I enjoyed the comic ^^ As Recettes slogan goes “Capitalism Ho!” and have a great day.

The Epic of Trigun Part 1

May 16, 2011 § Leave a comment

Trigun

When it comes to a science fiction space western people tend to either enter the yes or no category; some love space westerns such as Firefly and some just want to stick to their cheesy vampire shows (Angel/Buffy is beast compared to others). Now what would happen if you change that formula differently, add in a story of a legendary outlaw who destroyed an entire city, now finally add that said gunman and make him a pacifist/dumbass and you get Trigun. The story is set on a desert planet lightyears away from earth where the only law is to carry a gun for protection. On this planet there is one man with the highest bounty dead or alive, whose legend is to have leveled an entire populated city, this mans name is Vash the Stampede. The beginning episodes start off with two insurance collectors who hunt his trail, following their quest a random event of destruction and comedy awaits them as they meet an oddball stranger in a red trench coat.

With what I remember from this show is that I only watched one show on Adult Swim, and I loved it instantly. My cable was cut soon after and all other chance to continue ended, but I followed the manga and loved every bit of the story since. Now today after a long time I shall once again redeem myself and conquer Trigun! I can feel myself going gun crazy just thinking about the series and I’m totally eager to jump into it again. I can continue to go on and express how bad ass the Opening, the manga, and how bad ass this world is but I have no idea what I’ll see minus one episode (somewhere in the middle). I really am disappointed that this entry is short but I guess its better to go in blind sometimes, more surprises along the way. Until next time have a great day and always pray to the Anime Goddess. Bye bye ^^

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