<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33826040</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:27:02.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boulder</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Polar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13810191807501921887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jake_tiger2000/Polarcleanedup.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33826040.post-116829739375334280</id><published>2007-01-08T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T19:13:30.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boulder..... Nightmares revealed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;There i was, as many times before, a two year old sitting in the living room playing with my toys. This is normally where the bad things replace the good, but not this time. I was still playing with my toys when a white furry boy the same age as me came tottering in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"evin', evin', Mom wants you!"   he spoke slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;I answered without thinking, "NO!" suddenly i fell hard on my butt and began crying as i looked up and saw moms portal disappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hush that crying right now 'fore i give ya something to cry about." That was dad, he was sitting at the table drinking a warm cup of tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Raymond! Don't be mean to the boy! I'm sorry baby, mommy didn't mean to bring you in so high." Mom scooped me up and had quieted me to sniffles, when the boy that looked like a polar bear cub, came teettering in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Dad w-why dont you use porchtals?" He asked, as mom and dad exchanged glances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Well baby, mommy is special, but no one is aloud to know." Mom answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"O'tay" he replied not really caring in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"So how would my two handsome boys like to go with mommy to the store?" Mom asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"YAY!!" we both said in unision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"haha ok then, kevin go get cleaned up and get ready." Mom laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;As i did what i was told to do, the other boy had mom and dad laughing by sitting on his butt and barking like a dog, all the way until it was time to leave. Mom picked up the other boy, and dad grabbed me, they strapped both of us into our car seats. Then mom gave dad a kiss and got in the car, and began driving to the store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt; "Music! music!" the other boy started to chant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Alright, alright" Mom laughed and began singing the song we sometimes sing on the way home, "Gotta pee, gotta pee, gotta pee,,, oh man i've got to got to got to GO PEEEEEEEE..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mom!!" both of us boys said and laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"What? that wasn't the music you wanted?" Mom laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Nooo.." we said in chorus laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Alright, Alright here ya go Ronnie. " Mom faked a sigh as she turned on the radio, and tuned it to 99.1 . Ronnie and me did a two year olds version of singing along as mom laughed from up front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;When we got to the store mom unbuckled us, and held our hands while we walked towards the Quick Stop Grocery. As we walked inside it was if we walked into a playpen, mine and Ronnies eyes lit up with ideas for fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Now you and your brother behave yourselves you hear?" Mom's stern voice crashing any idea we had, as if she'd been psycic and knew our plans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yes mam" We replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Not fifteen minutes later as mom was trying to get something from the top shelf, i started to walk down the isle, then i heard. "Evin, evin, where you going?" I turned on my brother, "shush" i whispered holding a finger to my lips, as i looked to see if mom had heard, but ronnie's small voice didn't carry. I began tottering off again and out of sight of mom with ronnie hot on my heals. Looking back to check for mom and to check on Ronnie, i didn't see the man and i ran into him full force knocking me backwards. As we looked up a smooth voice came down, "Hello little ones"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"We can't talk to you!" I told the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"And why is that?" He asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"'Cause mommy told us never to talk to strangers." I replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"But your mommy isn't here now is she?" He said as he smiled, revealing two long fang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mommy!!!!" we screamed as we ran, then i was stopped by Ronnie's voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"evin help, evin help!!!" Ronnie screamed crying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;The man had him by his fur/hair and was trying to bite him. The funny part was everytime he tried he'd get a mouth full of hair as ronnie squirmed trying to loose himself. I ran back and kicked the man in the one place dad always told us too if one of use were in trouble. "Let him go!" i screemed pulling ronnie's arm as the man released him and held his groin. Me and Ronnie ran back towards the isle that mom was in, screaming for her and crying. She came around the corner and dropped to her knees hugging us close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"What's wrong babies?" she asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Stranger...." Ronnie started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Tried to bite us." i finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Mom looked over our shoulders towards the man who was slowly getting up, barring his fangs at us. Then mom did something she never does, she opened a portal inside the store, in front of everyone, then i felt the soft carpet of dads study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"What the hell?!! Dawn are you alright? i thought you were at the store? " questioned dad as he spun away from the plans that were on his desk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Vampires!" Mom said, and dad went white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dad didn't stay still, he began gathering his guns and handed one to mom, who was trying to stop us two boys from crying. Then dad and mom both stopped talking and all that was heard was our crying. Mom and dad covered our mouths, and then we all heard the small scratching from the front door. we walked out and saw the door handle wiggle, then dad unloaded four shots into the door. What happened next is normally where my nightmares begin, the doors broke open, and the  widows burst. Dad began firing all over the place, as he yelled across his shoulder over the shots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Get the boys to the study and lock the door!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Mom ushered us into the small room and locked the doors just as dad told her too. The gun shots went on what seemed like for ever, and then all of a sudden stopped. once again all that was heard was us boys crying. It wasn't long till we heard the scratching at the study door. Mom opened two portals one was very cold and the other was green, but rocky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Now there are good people there, " She said pointing to each portal. "I love you, you know that right. Don't worry they can't track you seperatelly that far apart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Y-y-your comming too right mommy?" Ronnie asked bawling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"No, the scent would be to strong and reconizable."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"I don't wanna go!!!" i cried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"You...." mom didn't get to finish, the door had came down, and in came the stranger from the store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm soo sorry mommy, please don't leave.." I bawled, and the stranger laughed an started to walk forward. Mom quickly pushed us into the portals, Ronnie going to the artic and i was headed for the mountains. "MOMMMMMYYY NOOOOO!!!!!!!" our screams and crying echoed in my head as the portal closed and everything went dark.............................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Also read: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://polar-polarbear.blogspot.com/"&gt;Polars blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; for more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33826040-116829739375334280?l=boulderpolar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/feeds/116829739375334280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33826040&amp;postID=116829739375334280' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/116829739375334280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/116829739375334280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/2007/01/boulder-nightmares-revealed.html' title='Boulder..... Nightmares revealed'/><author><name>Polar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13810191807501921887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jake_tiger2000/Polarcleanedup.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33826040.post-116815971638852033</id><published>2007-01-06T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T00:52:30.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The KING!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hello boys ..... hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" The king laughed as we looked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;The king was massive, he was about my size in my rock form and had strange armor on too. He rose from his seat and thats when  i saw the girl in the corner with her head burried in her knees. She had no binds at all, and seemed to be creeping further from the king until she heard him speak.  She looked up and her eye's went big, but i guess that's becuase she's prolly never seen a two ton boulder man before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Then she did something i didn't expected, she started screaming at us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Polar, RUN!!! it's a trap. HE wants to kill ye!" The girl screamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Aww... now you've ruined the surprise. Just for that you live long enough to watch him die..." The king barked at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"YOU leave rose alone! You'll be the one who dies today." Polar yelled at the king.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"What a big mouth you've got, and what a much bigger present you've brought me. Two mutants, what a wonderful event. I think i'll kill you both, then your powers will be mine." The king laughed as he stepped forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Polar angrily sends off a set of spikes, but the king laughs as he knocks them away with armored hands. With an angry growl Polar charges the man, icing over his hands, once again the man laughs and as polar goes to throw his punch, the kings hand flew up and Polar was launched backwards.  Polar was pinned, though he tried all his might, he could not move any part of his body, and the king laughed keeping his hand pointed on him. Then Polar began screaming as i watched his ribs begin to cave in, as the king closed his hand. I couldn't just stand there, I rushed the king, throwing all my weight at him. I was almost to him when my steps alerted him to my attack, and with a quick spin he hit me like the full force of a train with his fist and sent me sliding backwards one the marble floor. As i struggled to pull myself up i noticed Polar was on his knees holding his ribs, looking at me then at the king. It dawned on me, for all the power the king had already stolen from other mutants in the past, he could only focus his stolen powers on one target at a time. Seeing that i figured it out, Polar nodded to me as he shakily rose to his feet, as well as i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;" Ohh? you want more? that's alright the hard way is always more fun!" The king cooed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"NOW!" Polar screamed and we both ran at the king, runnin like a pair of cheetahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;The king barely had time to block the attack. He used a dampaning shield to block Polars hit, and took mine square in the stomach. As he bent over i saw him raise his hand again, and i felt every muscle in my body go stiff. It was as if i had become a gaint living statue, Then i could feel the air rushing by. I hit the wall going about forty, as i fell from the indention i saw the king block another of polars punches and backhand him away. The king then turned towards me as i rose up from the floor, and a wicked smile spead across his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"You die first!" He yelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ha you can't kill me, give me your best shot! nothing Hurts me this way." I snapped back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oh but i can kill you in your human form, how about we change you back?" He laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Y-Y0u cant" I muttered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oh but i can, and i have the perfect way too, and i don't even have to focus to do this!" As he said that he flicked open his hand at me, but my muscles didn't stiffen. No instead something much worse happened. I screamed out in pain, holding my human head as i fell to my knees.....then they began.............THE NIGHTMARES!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33826040-116815971638852033?l=boulderpolar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/feeds/116815971638852033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33826040&amp;postID=116815971638852033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/116815971638852033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/116815971638852033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/2007/01/king.html' title='The KING!!!'/><author><name>Polar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13810191807501921887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jake_tiger2000/Polarcleanedup.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33826040.post-116794974958158723</id><published>2007-01-04T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T14:46:52.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;As we started to jog towards our enemies, i started to unsling my  axe. With a deep roar our leader sprinted forward, leaving us to fall behind running, trying to catch up. He was almost to the gate when the Arrows started to fall around me. The man to my left took a fatal one in the chest, and fell back without a sound. Another in front of me took two in his leg, his screams matched the ones from a hundred others. Then once again our leader roared, hushing all the screams. He charged the stone gate at full force, knocking it back like a wall of feathers. The screams from the men inside being smashed by the gate traveled to the injured and gave them the strength to keep moving forward. We all ran faster than normal intent on helping our general so to say, But when i reached the gateway i stopped in amazement. There was our leader, completely surrounded, yet he was winning, taking down soldier after soldier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;One charged me, with out thinking i shut my eyes and swung my axe out. Now if i had been as seasoned as them i probably would've killed the guard, but even so, as i opened my eyes there was the soldier there laying on the ground clutching his sword in one hand, and the other hand clutching at the place his leg use to be. I stepped up to him, but i couldn't finish his life, it just felt wrong and an unfair fight. So as the man raised his weapon, i did nothing to stop him. Just as he was about to swing a spear sprouted from his thoat. The soldier laying dead shook me out of my sympathy, as i watched the thrower of the spear running by not worrying to stop to pick up his weapon, locking hand to hand combat with a small dagger. Realizing that i would have to kill to save lives, i jumped into fighting, mainly keeping them from killing me and aiding others who were beginning to lose. Then i saw a soldier slipping through the crowd, as i followed his line of sight i saw who he was going for. I began shoving people aside, soldiers and my own, killing guards that swung at me. I took many cuts and injuries, but i kept pushing towards the man who was silently moving through the crowd towards an unprotected back. The man reached his target raised his sword, and as the man began it's decent i lunged forward closing my eyes, awaiting the bite of the sword................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33826040-116794974958158723?l=boulderpolar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/feeds/116794974958158723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33826040&amp;postID=116794974958158723' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/116794974958158723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/116794974958158723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/2007/01/attack.html' title='The Attack'/><author><name>Polar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13810191807501921887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jake_tiger2000/Polarcleanedup.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33826040.post-116745680231127445</id><published>2006-12-29T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T21:33:22.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Volunteering.... and Keeping a promise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;As i reached the hut, i heard a mans voice  comming from the inside and it wasn't matt's. I stood by the door to listen to the inside conversation, preparing to run in as i grabbed the axe, listening for any hint that matt may be in trouble. then i heard the mans voice and matt talking again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Matt we need ye, jus not in dat way." said the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Well ye need what me knows, so let me fight!! me have rights to fight jus as anyone else."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Matt stop being a mule!! ye know yer to old to be fighting. da kings guards would rip through ye."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Understanding a little of what was going on i knocked on the door, being called in by matt. The man whose voice i didnt reconize was of a normal hight stocky man, who'd looked as if he'd been without rest for a while. Matt motioned for me to sit while he and the man finished the business at hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Now matt can ye give me the map?" the man asked like he had done it already many times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"NO! not unless ye let me fight too.. I want me vengance too." Matt replied loudly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"so ye gonna let sweet rose rot in that castle, jus cause ye be to stubborn to understand ye be to old to fight now!!!" Said the man losing his composure for a second. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The mention of the girl triggered something in me, then i remembered the girl being dragged away unconscious. Not knowing why i did it, or what came over me i spoke up, "I'll fight for you Matt, i'll get you your revenge. Please that girl needs help." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Matt seemed to ponder for a moment then sighed. "alright Robert, i'll give ye the maps, IF my friend here can fight in my stead." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The man named Robert seemed to eye me for what seemed like years when he finally agreed, and pulled forth a couple sheets of parchment and began writing as matt told every detail of the inside of the castles. I was confused. How did Matt know all this? When matt had finished with the maps he offered Robert a place to sleep, but he declined. He said he had other people to rally up.  I sat staring at Matt long after Robert had left. After a while he seemed to give in and spoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"I bet ye be wondering why me know so much?" He asked, but all i could manage was a nod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Well come wit ye, and foller me. me've got something for ye as i tell ye." He answered my silence, as he stood up and walked back to his room. I followed and as he opened a chest he began tellin me a story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Ye see me use to be one of da guards, had it good me did. Then one day deys come to me and says, ye gotta kill this here boy." Matt pulled out a big metal ringged shirt and held it up to me, it wouldn't fit, so he went back into the chest." Da boy was no more then a youngin, and all he did was take food for his ma." He pulled out a small daggar and belted it around my ankle. " Me told em that me not be killin that boy. den they dismiss me from the castle and send me and me wife to live out here." He pulled out a massive axe, that seemed to develope him. It looked as it was going to crush him when i reached out and grabbed it. "Den ye know rest, me wife got sick and cause me didn't kill da boy she got no healing. " Lastly he pulled out and tied to me the strap that held the battle axe to my back. " Ye fight with honor. Now go get yer some sleep." Matt ushered me out of the room and as i walked away i heard him saying a prayer for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The next morning i was sent to the place where Robert had told everyone to meet. With weapons attached and sharp i headed out of matts with him staying in his room the entire morning. When i got to the place they told me to go, there was already many people there armed with different weapons. i caught a glimps of Robert talking with a man that looked very familar. If i could of had a better look i might have been able to tell who it was. It wasnt soon after i got there that i heard the orders being passed among the ranks of people there. Then seconds later the famiular man began leading the mob towards the castle. Once again i caught a glimps of the mans face and once again i got the feeling i knew him, but just as quick as i saw it, it was turned and i was staring at the back of many heads but the main one being a redish brown dirty haired leader. If you told me what would happen next i would call you a liar........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33826040-116745680231127445?l=boulderpolar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/feeds/116745680231127445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33826040&amp;postID=116745680231127445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/116745680231127445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/116745680231127445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/2006/12/volunteering-and-keeping-promise.html' title='Volunteering.... and Keeping a promise.'/><author><name>Polar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13810191807501921887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jake_tiger2000/Polarcleanedup.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33826040.post-116615051554279178</id><published>2006-12-14T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T18:42:40.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boulder.... TiIIIMMMBBERRR&gt;&gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;    As i hit the tree line it was starting to cool and darken, i set the ax next to a big oak. huh i remembered the name of the tree, and all the others around. After resting a while against the huge tree waiting for twilight to finish, i picked the ax up and looked around in the moonlight. There was a small elm close to the oak, and i decided that was better than trying to hew through this behemeth. i rubbed my hands and gripped the axe tight, i pulled back and pulled the axe forward in at an angle. SSSSThock! The blade bit into tree trunk leaving a scar about a blade deep. I pulled back again, and this time brought the blade at the oposite angle. SSSthock! again the blade bit into the wood, creating a V shape.  The tree took a good 5 swings before it began to fall. i put my hands to my mouth, and not knowing where it came from hollered "TIIMMBBBER!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;    Once the tree was layed out on the ground, i took my time cutting the logs to the right size. a wolf howled out in the night, and i knew it was time for me to be headed back. i took what was left of the tree and rolled it over by my oak, then i grabbed two heavly thick set of branches and set the stack of wood and axe on them. the Wolf howled again this time closer, with him looming nearer put speed to my feet as i grabbed both sets of branches and began dragging them away to the hut. On my way back i passed a group of soldiers heading down the road, There was many of them. luckiely their armor told me they were commin long before they got to me so i was able to stay out of the way. Then i noticed something wierd, there was a girl being drug unconsciece between two guards, they were all headed towards the castle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;    Out of instict i moved myself closer, preparing to help the girl when i noticed more soldiers running down from the road comming from the castle looming high in the distance. my advance had caused a bird to fly from a bush nearby and what seemed to be the captian stared hard in my direction trying to pierce the night. Luckily for me he couldn't, and shrugged it off, though he kept looking behind him time and again before he got outta eye site. That was puzzling, i must ask matt about this when i get back. And i began my last run back to the house. i just hope that girl will be alright for a short time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33826040-116615051554279178?l=boulderpolar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/feeds/116615051554279178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33826040&amp;postID=116615051554279178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/116615051554279178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/116615051554279178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/2006/12/boulder-tiiiimmmbberrr.html' title='Boulder.... TiIIIMMMBBERRR&gt;&gt;&gt;'/><author><name>Polar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13810191807501921887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jake_tiger2000/Polarcleanedup.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33826040.post-116578490083462889</id><published>2006-12-10T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T13:09:06.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boulder...wakey wakey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Come on son, yas food be getting cold" The man said as he lightly shook me awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i  yawned and stretched as i opened my eyes and smelled a sweet smell comming from the fireplace. Once the man was satisfied that i was awake, he went about just like i hadn't slept. He grabbed two wooden bowls and two wooden mugs from a shelf and went over to the fireplace, where he pulled out the pot and a kettle. He dipped out two big ladle scoops of soup into each bowl and poured a strange liquid into the mugs. The man pushed the pot and kettle back close to the fire, then walked over to where i was still sitting in the chair. He handed me a bowl and mug and went and sat across from me in a wooden chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"tuck in, don't wanna let it get cold" the man said as he started to eat his soup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"mmmmm....... this is goood" I said as i tasted the delicously flavored soup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Thank ye" the man chuckled between mouthfulls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;As i ate i decided to try the strange beverage the man had poured for me. As i pulled the mug up to my lips, the sweet smell and taste of honey came flooding through my lips and gums, straight to my stomach where it gave me a warm feeling. The man chuckled some more as i drank deeply of the sweet drink. WoW this man was a great cook, i asked for seconds of both soup and beverage twice. When i had finished the man took the bowl from me and put it in a small barrel and poured me some more of the sweet drink. As he sat down across from me with his own beverage, he eyed me quizzically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Thank you sir, that was wonderful" I complimented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;At that the man started to laugh, "I told ye once, ye dont need be callin me no sir. Me names mattimeo, but you can call me matt."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Yes sirrrr....i mean matt." I caught myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"and what be yas name?" Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"my name............" i trailed off try to remember my name, but all that came to mind was blankness. I couldn't remember my own name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Can't remember eh?" matt said seeming to read my mind again, "Well till ye do, just pick yas one."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hmmm to pick myself a name, that was a good idea. I began to think of names that i would like, then one stood out and made me laugh to myself. It fit perfectly with what i can remember, as i looked at matt in a small chuckle simular to his i said, "My names Goat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Well that there be a good name, goat." matt chuckled back, "So where ya be headed?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"well i aint got no place to go, i dont even know where i am, or how i got here." I replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Hmm... if ye want ye can stay here, it would be nice to have some company and help." matt suggested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"don't you have a wife or anything though?" I asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Aye i did, but she gone away bout a year ago. That stupid castle and king made a lot of people poor, and i couldn't get her no doctor when she got sick. I swear i'll have me revenge on that kindomship for her death." Matt replied tears and hatred springing to his eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Then i don't mind sticking around and helping out, what would you like me to do first?" I asked trying to bring his mind off the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Well me need some wood, an ye look like a nice strong lad" matt said questionly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Ok where do i get it from?" I asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"There be an ax on the side of the house, ye would have to be going past that meadow yonder there an get a tree from the forest line. one would be enough, chop it nice and small and bring yon peices back here." Matt said sighingly glad to not have to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Ok i'll be back when i'm done." I said standing up and heading towards the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"One more thing lad," Matt quickly piped up, "Do watch for yonder guards, they be the kings enforcers and they love to pick on us villagers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"dont worry bout me matt, i'll stay clear of em." i replied with a smile, taking caution to matts words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;As i walked outside and around the house, i found the small axe leaning against the side wall, with weeds growing up the handle. It must've been a while since matt went and gathered wood, o well i'll bring him enough to repay for the food and drink which had made me feel a lot stronger and awake than when i first woke up in the field. I begun walking across that very place, and as i passed the creature from which came my name, i started to whistle a tune i didn't know, or where it came from, but i didn't care i just kept walking and whistling across the meadow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33826040-116578490083462889?l=boulderpolar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/feeds/116578490083462889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33826040&amp;postID=116578490083462889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/116578490083462889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/116578490083462889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/2006/12/boulderwakey-wakey.html' title='Boulder...wakey wakey'/><author><name>Polar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13810191807501921887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jake_tiger2000/Polarcleanedup.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33826040.post-116536816331427854</id><published>2006-12-05T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T17:22:43.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Torch....Forest....oh my</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"ooohhh my head..." Torch groaned sitting up....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Shhhh......" Forest said quietly, " we're not in our world anymore...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;    As Torch groaned some more, Forest shot him and evil look and motioned for him to look out the broke out window. Torch slowly got to his feet his head still pounding like a jackhammer, and stumbled over to the window. Torch bout threw up, all around the buildings were half burnt or sucked of life, and what affected him the most was all the dead bodies around. It was like a horror movie come to live, there was people half hanging out of the windows and others like cold corpses on the side walk and streets. The things and people that didnt look like they'd have everybreath pulled from them were killed by some kind of puncher wounds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Where are we?" Torch asked getting sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"I dont know but i think we're in the future!" Forest wispered, "What plants that haven't been sucked of light and life have been burnt to the ground. I know longer have any powers in this place."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Well lets take a look around and see what we can find," Torch said wiping vommit from his mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;    As the two headed towards the door, they heard a loud screeching that made them drop to the ground holding thier ears. As they looked at each other they knew who had made those screems, then they really knew it when they heard a mans voice boom out in challenge. "Lets go, i'll tear those wings, like plucking em off a butterfly!!!" As Torch and Forest looked towards the window they saw a car fly past. The two rushed over and looked out the window.... down on the ground they couldn't believe what they saw. It was Polar except he was twice his normal size and looked more like a polarbear then a man, his arms were completly iced over and his muscles bulged as his eyes glowed a deep blue. Then the two looked in the direction the car was thrown, and fear started to grip them, there flying high and beeming down in hatred was Cove fully mutated and barely a hint of human left in him, as his wings made a helicopter sound quiet his glowing red eyes burned into Polar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"What's going on here?" Forest wispered in question to himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;      Just as if they were waiting for the question, Polar and Cove exploded into their fight.  Torch was watching polar and forest Cove, all of a sudden Torch grabbed Forest and yanked him across the floor as a 2100 ford came crashing through the window. torch watched cars passing the window in blurring speed as polar easily tossed them at the gaint creature of the sky. Then it was Forest's turn to react, he grabbed Torch and pulled him towards the door.... Just as they made it through Cove let out a screech blowing wall, glass, and car towards them. Torch and Forest blacked out as they were knocked down the stairs by the debree...........the last thing Torch heard was another Challenge from Polar, "I'm gonna kill you or be killed Today!!!" Cove responded, but Torch didn't hear as the blackness took him.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33826040-116536816331427854?l=boulderpolar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/feeds/116536816331427854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33826040&amp;postID=116536816331427854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/116536816331427854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/116536816331427854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/2006/12/torchforestoh-my.html' title='Torch....Forest....oh my'/><author><name>Polar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13810191807501921887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jake_tiger2000/Polarcleanedup.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33826040.post-116518354130300429</id><published>2006-12-03T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T14:08:44.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no memory....Boulder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;where am i? i think to myself, who am i? i try to remember anything from ten seconds ago and i can't.  I look around to where i have just woken up. it seems to be some kinda of field.  Something stirs behind me, i spin around and i'm face to face with a little white animal with hair on it's chin and two horns comming out of it's head.  That's when i noticed my hands they were stone i mean pure rock. I start screaming and try shaking it off, slowly my hands turn back to normal. "what's going on here?" I say to myself. I notice a man running towards me shouting, when he reaches ear shot i hear the words, " Are Ye alright?!" Then man stops in front of me, panting and out of breath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;" Are Ye ..... Alright?" he asks again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yes, i'm fine. i'm just lost and confused at the moment." I reply as the man cocks a puzzled look to his face and eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ye not from around 'ere are ye?" Then man asks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"I dont know. i can't remember anything except that i woke up here. " I answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ye 'ave a strange speach to ye, but come wit ya, best be getting you some food and water. Ha even tho ye look like ye've had enough already." The man laughs helping me up and leading me across the field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;The man leads me all the way to a small road and up to a small building. As the man pushes open up the door i assume that this must be his home. As if he were reading my mind the man turns around and smiles, "Welcom to me home."   Though it was small from the outside, his home was huge on the inside. It held all kinds of furnitiur, a desk with paper and pencil, and a small fireplace in the main room. Each item i looked at i remembered the name and purpose of, but still could not remember the name of the creature i met in the field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"S'cuse me sir, what was that beast that was out there in the field?" I asked the man as he threw some wood in the fire place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"hahaha that be no beast, that be a goat son... haha an i aint no knight son, so ye dont gotta go callin me sir." The man laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;at the name of the animal, i remembered it and what they're used for. i watched as the man lit the fire and swung a small pot over the fire. Then the man ushered for me to take a seat in what looked to be a huge puffy chair. As i did what was asked the man went busy going threw baskets and jars and all kinds of containers... i let my eye lids slowly close as i watched the man pull out an onion and throw it in the pot. then all faded as i slipped of into sleep.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33826040-116518354130300429?l=boulderpolar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/feeds/116518354130300429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33826040&amp;postID=116518354130300429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/116518354130300429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/116518354130300429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-memoryboulder.html' title='no memory....Boulder'/><author><name>Polar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13810191807501921887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jake_tiger2000/Polarcleanedup.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33826040.post-115949561966490667</id><published>2006-10-17T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T12:05:34.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where to hide?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;it's been a weeks since the boys and I have seen Demon, the messenger for the master, who also we haven't heard from in quite a long time. I look over to torch  who's sitting across from me at the booth of the diner we were at, he had his head in both his hands and his hair had start to smoke... "OW!" He hollered as he quickly patted out his smoldering hair. He must've been thinking bout Forest again.  he's been missing for almost a week and now and we've no idea what or where he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I'm afraid of the creature demon, i say creature cause he looks niether human or machine, would be looking for us. though we havent seen any sign of him since the warehouse, we havent been easy sleeping. None of us could think of how to explain we left our prisoner to be eaten by a giant bat-man. Then on top of it all Forest disappeared the after we ran from the attack on the two new mutants we found, me and torch woke one morning to find his place empty... all his things there just not him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Well boulder, we need to get moving.. WE needn't be stayin in one place too long." Torch sighed as he stood up and started to walk to the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"HEY! you need to pay your BILL!!!" Said a manager running up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;With a speed of a wildcat, Torch spun around face to face with the man." How much do i owe?" He asked lighting up a fireball with a wicked smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"ummm...... i'll just put it down as a no show..." The manager manged to spill out, never taking his eye's off the ball of fire moving ontop of Torches opened palm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Thought you'd see it my way!!" Torched smarted back to the man slowly letting the fireball disapate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"I dont see why you must terrorize everyone." I sighed as he walked out the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;" shush it up rock for brains" Torch shot back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;" I'd watch it hot head, we'll see who wins stone or fire." I said heated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;As i Powered up to my massive size, torch lit up a few fire balls and we prepared to fight. I could see out of the corner of my eye the entire dinner start to hide under tables and protect themselves. I was focused on torch I was waiting for him to make the first move, I was so focused i never felt the ground shift till Gaint roots sprouted from the ground and wrapped around me and Torch. Neither of us could free ourselves, though we both stopped struggling once it dawned on us what they were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"well well well, I leave you two alone for just a few days and your already at each other," Forest laughed as he walked from behind a tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"And where the hell have you been?" Torch asked heating up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Following those Mutants that we were trying to capture. they've teamed up with That popsicle that Demon wanted, plus batty's with them, and put two and two together and you'll see that we still have a way to get in our lords good graces." Forest snapped back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"I see hahaha" I laughed as i realized Forest's plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Before i lost them, i heard them talking of a lab at ole batty's house, i think we should look for them there." Forest said releasing me and Torch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Well lets get there before they can get away.!!" Said Torch  dusting the dirt off of himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Here i took this, it's better than walking or buses," Forest said pointing to a 78 Covette.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My mouth dropped as i looked at the beautiful piece of creation. "Now you know how to ride in STYLE!!" I drooled out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Well shut off that firehose and lets get moving," Forest laughed at me, as i whipped my mouth with my tattered shirt, and climbed in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;We left the parking lot of that small dinner going 60 mph in no time flat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33826040-115949561966490667?l=boulderpolar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/feeds/115949561966490667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33826040&amp;postID=115949561966490667' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/115949561966490667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/115949561966490667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/2006/10/where-to-hide.html' title='Where to hide?'/><author><name>Polar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13810191807501921887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jake_tiger2000/Polarcleanedup.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33826040.post-115790974027099148</id><published>2006-09-10T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T13:53:02.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The messenger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;The nightmares were terrizing me, left and right i saw my friends and family dying, i screamed out for master to help me, more and more i screamed. Then as quickly as they came, the vanished like a calm surf after a storm. Thank you master, i said in my dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;"Boulder wake up!! Boulder get up" The voices were bringing me outta my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;it was Torch, when i opened my eyes he was there standing over top of me. As a sat up and looked around, the was Forest leaning against a wall, and that's when i noticed that we were no longer in the forest, we were in some type of warehouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;"Do either of you two know where and how we got here?" I asked torch and Forest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;"nope" Replied Torch and Forest just shook his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Just as i was about to ask another question a black hole appeared and ou t walked a shadow as the portal closed the shadow spead it metalic wings and the shadow disappeared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;"Who are you?" I Asked jumping to my feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;"Where are we?" Torch asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;"I am the messenger for the lord, also known as your master. My name is Demon! As for where you are, your in an abandon mill just outside the woods you were defeated in. The Lord has given you idiots another chance to redeem your defeat." Demon stated, as his metal wings shinned in the light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;"What is this chance?" Torch asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;"You are to go back and Capture the mutant named Polar, and Bring him back to the Lord. The Lord has special plans for this mutant, Do not screw this one up." Demon answered, "Now get moving he'll be stopping soon, and you'll find him in a cave." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;After finish he instructions another portal opens behind him and and turns and walks right into it. Torch, Forest, and me were just standing there dumbfounded. as i gathered my thought's i started looking for a door out of the place, but no matter where i looked there was no doors. Torch and Forest must have already figured that out because they were now looking at me. With silent acknowlegdement i turned to my stone form and created us a door... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;"Lets go," i gestured towards Torch and Forest. I had to not fail this mission, i can't handle havind the nightmares back....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33826040-115790974027099148?l=boulderpolar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/feeds/115790974027099148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33826040&amp;postID=115790974027099148' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/115790974027099148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/115790974027099148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/2006/09/messenger.html' title='The messenger'/><author><name>Polar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13810191807501921887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jake_tiger2000/Polarcleanedup.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33826040.post-115738300000151831</id><published>2006-09-04T08:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T08:43:34.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ambush</title><content type='html'>I watched the two men as they walked through the forest, unobserved to me and my friends following them. Everything was doing good, until the wind changed, i felt it on my back now blowing right at the men. I thought nothing of it until i saw the one with white hair start looking around, then i noticed he'd seen us, though why he didnt make an alarm im not quite sure. we just kept following them. my friends and I, Torch and Forest, just as Master had commanded us. Soon the one that had saw us started to use more and more caution, he started to track us wit his eyes. I heard Torch whispering to Forest, as i listened hard i heard,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Forest make us a clearing up ahead, but make sure the tree's block any escape except through us." Torch said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forest just nodded. The whole time i've been with this group, and master's taken me in, ive always have seen Torch lead, and as for Forest he has said maybe Two or Three phrases, all the many years i've known these two. I remember when i was first put with them, Torch made me do all the hard work, and forest always stayed what seemed a trance, always quiet. After the first couple months of stupid things here and there, Master sent us out into this forest, He said, "Anyone who shall come through these woods take everything from them, If they give trouble, GET RID OF THEM." Well i didnt like the thought of killing anyone, but i had to obey master, he took me in and gave me reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Boulder, You ready?" Torch asked, bringing me out of my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yea" I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the white haired man watching me as i sat there, like he could see the very beads of sweat on my face. As the man turned his head to say something to the other man, who was wierdly in a big red suit of armor, we made our move. moving quietly and quickly we moved in front of them. We emerged out of the forest right in front of them. I saw the white hair man looking for us in the woods and finally spot us as he turned back to the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Give up everything you have, and we may let you live" Torch hollered out to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do You know who i am?" The man in the Suit of armor yelled back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it was my turn, "We dont care who you are, either do as we say or we'll just have to take it." I hollered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"IM THE UNSTOPPABLE JUGGERNAUT!! and i dont take orders from runts like you!." Juggernaut yelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"fine we do this the fun way then." Torch replied with a grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard him whisper under his breath, "let's see how they like it when they're bar-B-Q." After the words left his mouth he lit up a a fireball, thanks to his mutant abilities, and threw it at Juggernaut. What shocked me was The man didnt move, he just stood there, as the ball hit him nothing happened it just disappeared. "My turn!" the man yelled as he picks up a small boulder and throws it at Torch... That was easy to deal with, i just changed into my stone form and due to my healing factor i just absorbed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As you can see your powers are useless, so i give you the chance once more to give up and live." Torch repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"your gonna be the ones that will be beggin for mercy when i'm finished with ya," Juggernaut shot back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"have it your way then!" Torch laughed as he threw two more fireballs at the two men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the white haired man barely dodge it, but Juggernaut wasnt affected and started running towards Torch pulling back an armored arm. I couldn't let him make contact, it'll kill Torch. So I used my mutant ability and shapeshifted into my stone form, and stepped in front of torch as the Armored man reached us, i caught his punch with my left arm. As his fist punch met my hand i felt excruciating pain in my whole left arm, as i looked down my whole arm was gone.... so much pain, and even more painfully i used my good right arm to knock him away from me. as the world started spinning i spotted a boulder not far away, so i wobbled over and obsorbing it i let my healing factor do is work, as the pain slowly fades i watch as my arm reforms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still recovering from the pain i saw the white haired man just standing there. Well an eye for an eye. I start racing towards the man pullin back a stoned arm, each step thundering. He dodges my punch quickly, inhumanly quickly. i couldn't believe it, this man was a mutant, that's how he tracked us before. I should've know they're both mutants....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Polar Fight Back!!" yelled Juggernaut gettin up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to keep the mutants down, I turn and start to race towards Polar once again arm pulled back. This time i was sure he couldnt dodge it, but i was wrong. As i punched he stepped aside and grabbed my huge arm, and confirming my thoughts threw me at Torch. I flew threw the air and landed on the unexpecting Torch. as i rolled off and started to get to my feet and pull Torch up, that's when i saw Forest doing his stuff, i started to chuckle. Wait till they get a taste of him.. not even Torch would go head on with Forest.HA, I watched as two great roots emerged out of the ground and start wrapping around the one called Juggernaut. Soon they'll crush the breath out of him....but wait they are having no affect on the armor..well we should still be able to suffacate him. while watching this, i noticed two small vines slither through my feet towards the one known as Polar, and start wrapping it's way up, until finally i could see no part of either of the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ha, stupid guys, they should've just did as we said." Torch laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They were mutants like us Torch, something doesn't feel right.." I told him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You going soft on us Boulder? and so wat if they were mutants, we gave them a choice and they devided." Torch answered back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But i dont see mutants...." My words were interupted by the sound of shattering ice. I spun around to see where and came from and was amazed, The one called Polar had frozen the vines and broke them. He dropped to his knees, the vines must've done a real number on him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Persistent little brat, isnt he? well lets see how he likes these." Torch muttered to himself as he lit up two more flames. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Torch sent both fireballs flying right at Polar, even though i thought he was done for, he shocked me even more, by still yet dodging both of them. Then he did something that set off a warning, he looked at the other Roots covering the other mutant and started to move towards it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dont let him free that other guy!" Torch said to me and Forest as he lit another fireball and tossed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started running towards the mutant Polar, knowing if he freed the other one we'd be back to the beginning again. i felt two vines pass by me as i ran on, Forest is gonna try that again? well gues it's his only way right now, i didnt look back but i knew Forest eyes and arms were really bright green now. Though something i did see was Polar freeze the vines and dodge the fireball, lucky for me though he was too hurt to do much and he wouldnt be able to dodge This! As i reached him i flung out a punch, but instead of trying to dodge it, he grabbed my arm and putting his strength into it slowed it down. Not enough though, my force sent him flying, that's when i noticed my mistake, he wasnt trying to stop my attack he was using it. I start runnning again as fast as my huge form would allow, i couldn't of, i knocked him right in the direction of his friend an he was now layin two feet away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i remember next i focusing on Polar tryin to get to him, raising my arm back and hearing ice break. Next thing i know a big red suit of armor is in front of me and something hit's me like a frieght train, i'm flying through the air, everything is black. that's when my nightmares came.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33826040-115738300000151831?l=boulderpolar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/feeds/115738300000151831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33826040&amp;postID=115738300000151831' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/115738300000151831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33826040/posts/default/115738300000151831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulderpolar.blogspot.com/2006/09/ambush.html' title='The Ambush'/><author><name>Polar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13810191807501921887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/jake_tiger2000/Polarcleanedup.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
