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Inside of You - Infant Sorrow

Monday, December 17, 2007

battle against the dustmites and the usual 3+ 1 gang

The day had finally arrived.

Nic started checking all his equipment for one final time with utmost care, embracing himself for the ever-lasting battle against his arch rivals- The Dustmites. Oh! They were a cruel bunch, leaving turmoil and destruction in their wake, every other place they ever sojourned turned into instant oblivion. They have penetrated even the flawless of defenses, no matter how much aegis u fortified your castle in, they'd still be able to infiltrate your defense effortlessly. Silently but surely, they could destroy you with a single wave if you weren't well prepared enough.

Yes, the signs were evident, they had crossed the straits of Malacca, entered Singapore, moving their way from West to East, all with signs of imminent victory, however, despite the countless battles these Dustmites fought, it was apparent that they had no weaknesses to exploit, they seemed almost invincible, resistance was almost futile! It seemed, that it was only a matter of time before planet earth returned back to 1 b.c., an era with no humas.

However, only in times of crisis, do true heroes emerge, and from the depths of darkness, came forth Nic, the last hope against these dustmites, alone, dressed in full body armour comprising of his iPod with earphones, comfortable clothes, and most importantly, the most appropriate headgear for fighting against dustmites.

Nic in full body armour


Despite being fully prepared and all, little did Nic know, that he was going to fight the hardest battle in his life, a losing battle which he had to overcome astronomical odds in order to win, those left alive expected defeat as the most probably outcome.

This is the moment. The dustmites were within visible range of Nic, and in no time, they stood yards away from him, poised in an offensive position, ready to attack on command.

Nic removed his headgear with dignity, and bellowed to the army of Dustmites- ' I wish to speak with your leader, before battle commences'

But Alas! Nic sneezed! Yes, apparently he was allergic to dustmites, like Superman was allergic to Uranium!(or was it some other element?) Without his headgear, Nic was useless against them! He decided, that it was best he put on his headgear for this fight of his life, and in no time, it was back on him.

The Dustmite leader stepped forward and sniggered to Nic: 'U, are not worthy of my time, i do not see the need to communicate with you. Let this battle be swift, i have many territories to conquer, admit defeat now and i shall spare you your dignity.'

Nic replied: 'NO! I'd rather go down in glory, then live in misery and shame. I will not go down without a battle!'

Dustmite Leader: 'And so it begins, TO ARMS!'

The dustmite troops roared with confidence and charged to Nic, who seemed unfazed facing such a big army alone, for he knew that he had prepared for this, all his life, and now would be the moment of truth.




The Battlefield.


As soon as the dustmites approached, Nic raised his weapons in both hands, one hand holding a clean wet rag, the other holding a feather duster, he started slashing at will, and one by one, each dustmite fell and disappared into the air as nothing.

However, there was one fact that ensured constant victory of the dustmite, they could multiply at will, if u killed one, another three would respawn from nowhere!

It was then, when Nic realised that brawn would get him nowhere, he would evantually wear down, and Nic would be defeated by the dustmites if, he continued at this rate, slashing aimlessly. He had to think fast, think of a way that he could swoop a large amount of Dustmites at one go, kill them before they mutiplied!

It was then, when he remembered of the prophecy his mum had told him, which lead to the legendery victory of the new breed of viruses who named themselves, the SARS.

She said: ' The world lived in darkness for that point of time, SARS instilled fear into all our people, it seemed as though all hope was lost, when suddenly, someone crucial, who held the key to victory, surfaced from the abyss.He called himself, Phua Chu Kang, he rallied everyone against SARS, and defeated SARS, albeit temporarily.

Despite his victory, Phua Chu Kang(PCK), remained humble, and told the people 'This, is not the end of SARS, the prophecy foretold that newer breeds of microviruses will continue to spawn, we must always remain vigilant and take good care of ourselves in order to win! With that, i take my leave, and whenever in doubt of how to gain victory, always remember my words, that i have formed in a rhyme for easy remembrance: (Insert virus name) is the virus, that i just want to minus, no more surprises if you, USE YOUR BRAIN, USE YOUR BRAIN, USE YOUR BRAIN LA!'

The flashback then ended in an instant, and Nic snapped back into reality. PCK's words and the prophecy continud flashing through his mind at high shutter speed, and Nic started using not only brawn, but brains as well.

He observed his surroundings, and noticed, that the dustmites, before they could spawn and fight, they had to land on the surface. Nic thinked hard about this point, and from nowhere, a sudden inspirational idea hit him! YES, the dustmites need to land on surfaces to attack, they are not that good airborne, if i remove all the obstacles on land, i could then use my weapons, the rag and cif to wipe out all of them at once! YES, this would be how he'd do it!

Operation: Wipeout commenced, and Nic started packing and filing all obstacles in their proper places (bags, papers, stationery), and by the time he was done with it, the room was spick and span with no obstacles to get in the way of him wiping out all of the dustmites!


The Battlefield after Nic cleared the obstacles

Now, all that was left for Nic to do was the final swipe, he raised both weapons and started using the feather duster and clean wet rag to wipe and dust the floors as well as the tables, killing numeous Dustmites with every swipe and dusting.

Finally, all Dustmites but the Dustmite leader was killed. He whispered feebly in my ear 'Please, spare me.' The iron hearted Nic replied: 'NEVER! Did u spare the people you Dustmites attacked? You had your chance, but was defeated at battle, now, prepare to face the wrath of my rag and feather duster!'

The dustmite leader was killed, and that was the last of all Dustmites. All that was left of the Dustmites were now the stains of their crimson blood left on Nic's rag and feather duster.

And that, my friend, is Nic's life story against the dustmites today!

Oh, and i also studied a little today with the 3+1(Nicolasx2) gang, but i spent like 1hour+ typing this post and now i'm super tired+ drowsy from the pillls, goodbye!

And nic wrote this shit ... at 11:50 PM
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