Didn't you know? In the old days they burned Wiccans!!! (Why can't they do it now too?)

All right people, let's all point and laugh. Because Marvel wiki just produced the most stupid quotation I've seen in months! Wheee!

"Wicca is the name of a religion and is the basis for the word Witch. In the past, it's practitioners were often persecuted as witches."

I myself refuse to create an account just to wipe out some moron's mistake or, as it may be, some wicca-crazed, star-eyed treehugger's net based hard-on.

So... roflol wtf omg what a moron. *sigh*

Still... can't we time-travel the Wiccans back in time and have them burned? Pretty please? It'd be fun, promise!

Skyline

Spoilers and bitching ahead. I'm gonna be brutal so... get ready.

It was the most stupidly pointless, fucking idiotic, boring as all hell movie of my life, rivaled only by Wolverine, maybe.

If I said:

• ok guys, imagine an evil alien invasion, now show it from the point of view of the most boring, dislikeable but not hateful enough to be actually memorable characters, who will whine, dick around and whine some more in circles;
  
• make sure to make the alien ship and the aliens look like those little moving probes from the Matrix because they are cool and add some high-tech Cthulhu look alikes as well;
  
• then make it look totally boring and make sure to put in enough pregnant silence, dicking around, more whining and have them act like stupid, brainless American shit...

well, then they couldn't have made it this bad. It takes talent to be this fucking boring and to make such shit.

To sum it up, an evil invasion occurs, and NOBODY NOTICES THE HUGE FUCKING SPACESHIPS COMING, while during Independence Day Americans all over the movie were creaming their pants waiting for their friendly neighborhood ET to hover above their city!

Then!!! It takes DAYS for the fucking American Air Force to notice that ET (who looks like those little probes of Matrix who took Morpheus' ship apart in the first Movie) is all over the fucking city and eats humans and uh... not to forget the huge fucking spaceships just plain siphoning hundreds of humans up from the streets. It takes DAYS for a FEW PLANES to attack the ship. One ship, mind. I'd think if this happened it'd take hours, tops for a whole army of planes to attack ET and his mothership.

But then again, it is an American movie and maybe I have been keeping America in too high a regard. Heh. How sad is that?

Anyway. The main characters are a bunch of partying twentysomethings who drink and curse and have huge bulging tattoos and fuck around, a charming lot, really. They don't know anything, they are scared, have guns and have no aim, are scared as rabbits, they just sort of wander around and exlaim: oh my god, they've taken Mr whatshisname... Oh my god!!! They have no plans!! The call the cops after they see hundreds of people being abducted. AND they wonder why nobody's picking up. And they stay in a skyscraper instead of running to something underground...

So when the water supply stops and they are trapped in the skyscraper they just act all surprised and they sort of... don't even panic much, they just bicker and act reeeeally stooopid. WTF? Is it how real Americans act? If so, they deserve to be eaten by ET, and I give them the thumbs up. (No, intelligent Americans, who scampered into the sewers, collected water and food supplies and saved themselves deserve to stay alive. Obviously.)

Then, when help comes and soldiers land on top of the buildings they stay low and they cower in fear and bicker instead of going out there and saying. hey we are prolly the last survivors here, care to give us a lift to a safer place? Je~sus!

Finally, a guy gets the right idea but he is rebuffed because he is "infected by the aliens". *facedesk* Then he takes his gf anyway. Predictably the guy and blonde bitch left in the flat are eaten. Well, the girl is, the guy opens the gas (which is still mysteriously working *cough*) and blows himself up. Btw, that was Angel from Dexter.

Then a mega alien, looking disturbingly like Cthulhu with many glowing blue eyes wreaks havoc and when a bunch of planes come to attack it it single mindedly does not try to kill the planes that can kill it, but goes after the two humans on the roof and tries to eat them time and time again... until it is finally killed by the numerous crashing planes and whatnot.

Seriously... writers: have you lost your fucking minds snorting coke or something?! Why wouldn't the fucking alien fight back instead of trying to eat two harmless humans???? Fight first, eat the meal later, no? HAVE YOU LOST YOUR FUCKING MINDS?!

Ok, the ending is yet the weirdest shit ever: the final two humans (prggers girl and infected bloke) gets sucked into the spaceship and the girls wakes up, all sticky to see people's heads bitten off. She sees her bf's head get bitten off, then she is sucked into some tube and into what appears to be the dining hall. There aliens seem to eject their used up brains and eat human brains that seem to glow blue in the feeding area. Then they go on about their alien business. (Should I even say how fucking stupid that is?!) Then there is a redly glowing brain. The alien that gobbles it up shakes, shakes its head a lot, then stands up, puts its hand over the girl's stomach, she screams a lot, then it strokes her head and she realizes it's her bf's brain. Obviously red means infected and nobody notices when an alien is about to eat an infected brain. Good gods, this is sooo fucking stupid.

Anyway, the movie ends up with said alien bf standing over the girl and dozen other aliens attacking.

I don't dare to count how many times I said "stupid" in this post.

Kívánjuk a' sajtó szabadságát, censura eltörlését

Nesze nektek, Fidesz. Hát ez kellett, nem?

Zsebre vágják a nyudíjad, eltörlik a sajtó szabadságát, nem akarom tudni, mit terveznek még.

Köszi, hogy őket választottátok, tényleg. Hát imádjátok csak Viktorkát, mert hamarosan titeket is szembeköp.

Már várom, mikor lesz tüntetés ellene is. Gáz, hogy addigra már új törvények lépnek életbe, ami szerint a kormány elleni tüntetőket megkínozzák és kivégzik, mert csak. Aki pedig csak a kormány elleni tüntetés gondolatával kacérkodik, azt mondjuk keresztre feszítik az országház előtt elrettentésül.

Wow, srácok... köszi!

Got tagged in LJ, but since I hardly write in LJ... here it is.

→ What song are you currently addicted to?
Alejandro by Lady GaGa (damn you, Cliff, it's all your fault!!!)

→ What's your favorite season?
Late spring. I love the feel of the sun on my skin without turning into a burnt lobster.

→ What’s the latest movie you watched?
Uhh.... I can't remember. I hope it wasn't Wolverine Origins.
(As of 18, December, it's Egy bolond százat csinál. Bless you, Comedy Central! :) )

→ What is the one skill you wish you had?
Charisma. I wish I had awesome people skills. But I guess mind reading (with the ability to control it ofc) would be just as good.

→ What’s your current fandom/obsession/addiction?
Bullseye (and sometimes Daken) in Marvel Comics

→ What's your favorite TV Show?
These days? I watch South Park, Family guy and Star Trek DS9.
Why? Because Supernatural sucks, I haven't been able to watch House for months because it's shit, NCIS is getting very boooring and old and The Walking Dead is not regularly aired.

→ What web sites do you always visit when you go online?
Facebook, LJ, NotAlwaysRight, Manga Traders, CrochetMe, Oglaf (once a week)

→ What was the last thing you bought?
A pendant. Yay for Christmas sales! I've been ogling it since summer!

→ If you won 10,000 bucks today, what would you do with it?
Exchange it to Hungarian currency and open a shop.

→ Favourite time of day?
Night. I like being awake when everyone else in the house is asleep.
Either that or late afternoons during summer. I hardly ever got to enjoy it this summer as I was always working evening shifts. I fucking hate evening shifts!!!

→ What's the last thing that made you happy?
Getting my new pendant. Before that? Edi responding to my fanmail! ^^ Before that? Cliff calling me "bub". Nothing like the small things in life that go right to make youcontent and all warm and fuzzy inside.

→ What are five of your favorite foods?
Sushi, spinach, onion rings, császármorzsa, tócsni

→ Five things you can’t live without.
Computer with internet, books, video games, comics, friends


Tag. Whoever reads this in my friends list is it.

I need a new printer

I have a HP printer. It's, I think, about the 3rd HP printer I own. My dad bought it, saying it was the best option.

I shudder to think what the other options were.

Let it be clear, I wanted a working printer that would print me pages both in colour and black depending on what I need without lines and spots... I want(ed) to use said coloured pictures.

What did I get? It was trash the moment I started to use it. The black letters had lines, the coloured pictures as well.

I stopped using it for a while. Half a year maybe. Now? It won't even print anything. I tried the cleaning procedore 12 times. Yes, I did count it. Still nada. Not even a frikkin line!!!

My printer is shit. Useless junk. I will buy myself a printer for Christmas. And I will only buy something decent and useful.

If anybody has suggestions, shoot. BUT! Only if it's to be found in the shopping malls close to me. If not, don't even bother. I'm not interested in something I can't get. That'd piss me off even more. And let's be honest, it'd be pretty stupid of you to suggest a printer I cannot purchase, no? The one I'm talking to will know. And will not give me useless suggestions.

Oh and this? This'll be thrown away, my dad'll prolly try to save the little shit, but I don't care. I need the space and even a printer-sized place on the table is enough to be filled by my boxes of beads. And yes, my beads are more useful, hundred times more useful, than a frikkin HP printer.

Thank you.

I dreamt about Daken, Wolverine's wayward, bisexual son. I do not know how I ended up in the building, but I’m pretty sure it was the hospital from my previous dreams from the afternoon.

Anyway, I’m not too sure of the timeline as I woke up one time and went back to sleep… but I think what happened first was that I came to live with… well… a woman. Not sure who. She had two kids. Two boys. They were both older than me. And they were pretty self-reliant and well… they didn’t care much about me, not like it scared me. I remember my first trek to the bathroom – it was huge. Dark blue and gray tiled walls and some sort of dark stone tiled floor and there were two bathtubs on either side of the room. One of them was opaque, the other see-through and looked like a glass-coffin with metal edges. It had leather restraints hanging out of it. Yeah, it didn’t register, but it was the tub-like thingy from Weapon X. (Way too much Wolverine Origins, methinks. I gotta lay off those comics for a while.)

Anyway, I remember talking with one of the guys once late at night/very early morning on the balcony. It wasn’t cold and I was unable to sleep. I think they were nocturnal anyway, as far as I noticed. So I padded out onto the balcony to see the sky lighten and he was there, looking out with a really intense expression. He gave me a grin, the kind that’s no mirth but dark amusement and savagery and turned to me, back toward the railing, slouching in an easy stance. I guess I do not need to mention that the place was high up. Not the topmost floor though. I do not remember what we talked about save for the fact that it was somehow creeping me out, as Daken usually did, just that at some point he jumped up and crouched on top of the railing like it didn’t matter. He was like a predator, all teeth and dark amusement and power rolled off of him in waves. I wasn’t afraid of him, not much anyway. I think I was attracted to him instead, I wanted to impress him, I wanted him to like me. I think I simply amused him to no end. (I felt like 14 again, meh.)

I also remember meeting the other one too. He was moody, depressed, sad. It was like I could taste his sadness, his despair. He skulked around the flat with his head hung low, always so sorrowful, so heartbroken. I talked with him as well. Somehow I found some common ground with him, he spent more time with me than his brother. He just spent all his time at home, although mostly he moped in his room.

I think this is when I woke up. And glancing at the clock went back to sleep.

And I was in the corridor outside the flat that looked like the hospital floors from my earlier dreams in the afternoon. I knew the flat was smashed, I saw the bathroom, it was totaled, both bathtubs smashed, chunks missing from both of their sides.

I darted from cover to cover as gunshots sounded. I was sure, completely certain I was going to be shot, but somehow the shots missed me, ricocheting from walls, metal doors and some pretty iron fence thing that was placed to separate the corridors.

I looked out from the iron fence, ready to be shot, certain to be shot but needing to see who the heck was attacking me. It was Daken, aka the brother with the dark grin. His face looked savage, that silly mohawk of his blowing in the wind as he fired at me.

I’m sure I yelled at him, asking why he was hunting me. I also know he yelled back something, I just can’t really remember it aside from the fact that he desperately wanted me to disappear for some reason. Of course I didn’t want to.

At that moment I realized I was somehow backed into some already trashed part of a corridor and I think the other brother was in there, urging me to run as soon as there was a chance, he would escape as well, since his brother couldn’t kill him. So when Daken was out of ammo and reached to reload his pistols/guns I ran, grabbed his wrists while he was still holding his guns, used them as leverage, pushed myself up in a jump and flipped myself over him, just like that. And then I ran.

I ran down, through corridors that were already thrashed by someone or more someones. I arrived at ground level, seeing that a jet was parked outside (The X-jet, I guess.) I ran to the parking garage, where I was grabbed by Logan, with whom I seemed to be familiar with. He told me that we needed to run, so we went to the sub-levels trying to find a car, only to be met with Daken again – who took the lift. (Duuuh!) He started firing at us again (where the hell were his claws?!), only to be interrupted when a car ripped through the parking lot, the younger brother driving out… outside onto the streets. Somehow that filled me with more dread.

I dunno why there was so much ruin on the streets or why there were no people at all outside, I did not think about it, but I knew that the younger brother was heartbroken because his wife died and that he was also called Logan. I screamed his name just as he crashed – full speed- into a pillar. The car blew up, I dunno what happened to the original Logan, but my dream got a bit hazy there, I prolly woke up again, although I can’t remember.

Anyway, the car blew up, we all ran out, turned out that Logan Jr was still breathing, so I promised him to take care of him, put him into a coma and keep him in his room in stasis forever… his room, which was on the level below mine. Not in this building tho, which made me wonder how come I had my own flat and since when? As I said, it was getting hazy at this point. Logan original disappeared, I think he went to tuck his son away into stasis, and Daken walked out, his long, brown coat billowing after him (long coat?! way to go, imagination!), gun hanging in his hand by his side, grinning at me darkly. I offered that he can stay with me if he’d like. He said he will. And grinned, full of sharp white teeth.

He got into a sleek, white car, opening the side door for me and waited until I got in. Then we went on a scenic route, speeding along a road following the coast. I could see the beach past him and the dark blue stormclouds gathering ominously. Then we neared a bunch of white houses with pretty white picket fences and angel red pomegranate trees heavy with fruit. Daken stopped the car and turned to me.

He told me that they stopped building these houses when that something happened. I can’t remember what exactly. But he told me that the trees were selected just for these high class houses and that Logan Jr wanted to buy one of these houses and move in with his wife, but she died along with the others and now this is a ghost town with unfinished buildings and trees heavy with fruit.

I wanted to go out there and pick some, but he grabbed my arm and stopped me. He told me not to get out of the car. And he grinned. It sent shivers down my spine. (I think zombies were in the houses, but I couldn’t say, it was just a dark, foreboding feeling.) Instead, he told me he’d stay with me and will let me comfort him (wtf?) and started up the car again.

Hell, I never really liked the guy before… Now? If he acts like this and stays off of men I think I will like him after all. Still... I prefer his daddy, tyvm.

Weird dreams, post-operation

After my operation today… I had 4 hours of sleep to get over the painkillers and the adrenaline withdrawal... and the dreams… they were vivid.

I was in the hospital, getting my bandages changed. (It’s scheduled for tomorrow.) The nurses were fun and felt like I was in a pedicure salon.

They changed my bandages, we hung out and then I left because snow began to fall and the temperature was below zero. So I left the place… and that’s when things really began to get surreal.

I left the room and I was stalking the halls in long steps. I was in a very, very vivid red and black checkered flannel shirt with a black shirt underneath, black denim and black cowboy boots. The red of my shirt seemed to leave a burning afterimage, also red, as if it was glowing from within.

And then I saw two guys I was in love with when I was 14. They were walking down one of the corridors and I wanted to make an impression. I stalked past them, intent on looking back when I could… and then I saw a guy… with elfish ears (more of a WoW look) with tattoos and earrings in the tip of his ears. I remember turning back and giving him a look and hissing something sinuous and seductive.

I went past one or two more men, turning back and saying stuff I never imagined I ever would (nor do I remember anything but that they sounded confident and sexy from my mouth) and they looked back and grinned and looked interested. I felt like the devil.

And then I was out on the side door in a small backdoor garden that did not exist irl and there was this girl from some anime I knew (also does not exist irl), she was actually a princess from a small kingdom who was promised for another prince from another big kingdom that actually pressed them for her hand… And as we stood a guy from over the high concrete wall leant up in the foliage (it looked like he was perched on a tree branch next to a birdhouse and pulled out some kind of… lamp. He aimed it at the wall in front of him we stood against with this princess and some sort of light patterns began to make elaborate patterns on the wall. He was aiming at some wooden… relief with holes in them, and when I looked up from under said wooden relief I saw holes in the bottom and the traveling light seemed to make out another pattern/design that somehow seemed to remind me of something. Of what I forgot, of course.

Anyway, I went to some old man I knew in the anime who seemed to be the king… or his advisor and he told me the pointy-eared dude was actually the other king, just in his real form. Not to mention that the old man’s daughter was actually safe and hidden and this princess was some faceless something and he ripped off the face of a young boy who was the most beautiful he had ever seen and put it on said faceless something and it grew up to be his princess. So he is giving away a fake princess. But the princess somehow followed me and she heard and panicked…

Then I was back watching the lights fly with her, which kinda shocked me, and she stared, afr4aid of the play of the light and some very pretty music began to play. Obviously it wasn’t any music I heard irl… sucks.

Anyway… there was some bit with me recovering from my injury in a classroom we stayed with my family, where my father taught in the mornings, and there was this book he was quoting from and it was so true… Obviously I forgot the quote. In the meantime I chatted with Cliff my writing on the boards and his responses just showed up in chalk. And then my uncle came to visit… and I went next morning to get my bandages changed and the nurses were all over my book saying it’s virtually impossible to get a copy now and where did I get it.

And then there was that bit where we visited some old neighbours who moved to a posh street into a posh house, and on the street the neighbours were weird. There was this cartoon dog and his family, a tranny and his husband, OJ Simpson… Yeah… weird. That’s all.