The clouds parted as the great oceans split open to reveal in it's depths a blinding light pulsing with unholy power. Tremors ripple through the earthlands as the mightiest of Gods peered down from above and saw ...

...TOM.



Mehehehe, I am so utterly evil, oh yes i am.

Simply because this is my second post in a single night. Still in the mood to write, apparently. And still in the mood to BURN stuff. But nah, lets not burn stuff. Instead, i'll cheat and post this pre-written snippet of something i should have but did not submit for some top-secret conpetition. It's so secretive, i dont even know who the hell organized it. So, without furthur ado, here, answering the question 'What makes me, me', part 1 of:

[Firo's Grand Berjohma]
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Let’s take a walk then. A walk around myself, and have a look at the scenery. Imagine, a great sanctuary of ancient flowers, blossoming in full splendor with a cloudless sky and a light breeze in your face. Now, set that place on fire, throw in some screeching goblins, a band of armadillos walking in a perfect circle and a crazy flying hybrid of a bat and an Olympic body-builder. Welcome to my world! Exciting isn’t it? But then again, this may not be the case all the time. Same with the plans part, replace the word ‘always’ with ‘most-of-the-time’. I work on MOOD. Yes, MOOD. MOOD determines just how intelligent I am at any given point of time, my set of talents, personality, and just how well I can control the urge to twist you into a squishy soccer meatball. Simply put, my MOOD scale is to tell just how safe I am to everyone, including myself. Don’t ask me why I have to capitalize MOOD. I just felt like it.

But just like everyone else, no matter how twisted I am I still have a set of things I like and dislike, and one major factor is how smart you are. If you can tell me where the galaxies came from, you are my bestest friend, ever. But it’s okay if you can’t. I have yet to meet such a person myself, so for the time it takes for one such individual to appear, I’m okay with average intelligence.
However, what really ticks me off is when someone is stupid beyond reason. The kind that walk into walls, cry out in pain and scream for someone to restrain the closest person to him from trying to rob his kidneys. Or the kind that sells cartoons in CDs and accuses the potential buyers for stealing them and forcing 7.23 billion out of them. Same thing. Stupidity is something I cannot stand. If you ask me about how much that S$5 note is worth in Singapore, prepare to get sent to the nether realm by a 3-fingered uppercut of doom. Intolerable I tell you.

And so, that's that. I find this part the more entertaining of the whole bullcrap, so i wouldn't be posting up anymore from it.

And what is a 'Berjohma'? No idea, made it up. Why? Because im sexy like that.


Firo, out.

p.s. if you have anything interesting that you think i should write about, drop me a message in msn, i'd be happy to hear it. Still in the mood, you see ^^

Finally in the mood to finish up my previous post. You know how hard it is to get my interest up to blog at all? Its like trying to coax sam to drink again, even with him high and semi-brainwashed. But finally, FINALLY, someone from the edge of the Odex corporate table has mustered to courage to point out just how retarded they have been. Sheesh, took him long enough.
Oh yea, a mistake on my part. the actual term for it is Public Relations (PR). W/e.

So let's start where i left off. Where were we... oh yes, the moron. Stephen Sing, was it? I swear, that guy needs a pipe jabbed into his head and pumped with the juices of basic businesshood. PR man. What kind of businessman utterly DESTROYS his company's PR!? I've yet to see a boss of any company in the red for mildly ticking off half his list of contacts, and this guy has already shot all his customers in the privates with a shotgun.
Bam, gone.

This is Singapore. You do NOT tick off Singaporeans. Especially the ones from the anime side of this little island, as they wield the power of the impulsive call-to-arms. If you so much as let slip you're going to slap the next guy who downloads 5 senconds of an anime you half-licensed, prepare to find yourself doused in kerosene and flamed online.
Stephen? Oh no, he didn't just do that. He said:

“Nope~ Me too busy sueing people~ (o.o)y”“Hahahahah! I double-6-ed so many downloaders~ serve them right! (o.o)y”

..... what the fuck.
You might as well be on the other side of the world hiding 5 miles underground as that's the ONLY way you can be assured of a complete corpse after all the hell from the community you just sent shit to. This is a whole different degree of stupidity. In fact, im going to go ahead and give this new level a name: the 'Xysing Shitted'. because thats EXACTLY what's gonna happen to people as dumb as this. Of course, there can only be one result from it all.

COMPLETE and UTTER decimation of the company's PR.
Gone.
Poof.
Shitted.

I've even read that a previous employee of the company heard in a meeting that the man doesnt give a rat's ass about the thoughts of the community. Pretty obvious why he's an ex-employee now huh.

I don't get how he can possibly make such a mistake, himself being a Singaporean. Perhaps he grew up in an adamantine soundproof bubble, protected from even the slightest of sounds from fellow children. Perhaps he was hit by a bus and run over the head by a 32-wheeler before being injected with the wrong meds. OR, or, the problem could have started way back when he was born, when he was in the process of being ABORTED and lost half his human intellect when he just wouldn't die. That would explain why he doesn't understand he should have gone through it with a fake smiley mask on and talking like as if he was the kindly old man trying to feed food to the drenched and hungry kitten in the back alley. That would explain why he just simply pulled out a 20-barreled chaingun and let loose bullets with wild abandon. That would explain my immense urge to slap this man silly.

And that's not all. He doesnt just stop there, he brings his retardation to court. Whatever happened to checking with yourself what kind of license you have? And what about producing these so-called proof of breach of license/support from other companies in court when asked for it? He strolled in, assumed that he was seemingly the righteous in this situation and looked at the judge with a wide grin expecting immediate permission to rip the customer information from the various service providers.

Worked twice, but apparently third time's not the charm.

I do admire the judge, not because he gave the arrogant director a swift whipping to his butt, but more because of how he could turn the man upside-down with a few simple questions. I've never been to any of the court hearings, but from what im seeing in the papers, the previous judges seem to have overlooked quite a number of factors. Like how they couldn't produce any of their PI work with an American company, nor explain how their sub-licenses permit them to sue anyone at all. Simply put, pwned. If you guys got time, go read the article on the court hearing. You'll see what i mean. Of course, its pretty old news by now.

And im not gonna even mention the rest of his great rightfeet men. They should've known.

So, whether by a turn of management tides or a sudden stroke of enlightenment, the company is actually starting to do things right. Declaring that they would no longer send anymore letters to offenders (Seriously, paper? At least send pig heads, far more threatening), revamping their website and apologizing for their extreme actions. They even encourage customer feedback now. Fat hope.

Nevertheless, it's going to take a way long time for the storm to fly over. A wound's a wound, and the community will need to take time to heal. And, let's admit it, no matter how hard they try, they have already lost a good portion of the market forever.

Well, least they still got them heads intact.

I've already forgotten the rest of what i wanted to say for this silly fiasco, so let's just lay this all to rest. Things have happened, and i guess some stones are best left turned only once.


Firo, till next time.

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