<?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-6289083492368299945</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:58:20.512-08:00</updated><category term='Pictures'/><category term='Box&apos;s Box&apos;s every were'/><category term='The Druid'/><category term='Stories'/><category term='Video'/><category term='News'/><title type='text'>Attack Of The Videos</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-2274746336939278722?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/2274746336939278722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=2274746336939278722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/2274746336939278722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/2274746336939278722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2010/10/testing.html' title='Testing'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-2754501220330193898</id><published>2009-08-24T23:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T23:30:28.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Macing Little Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/jFO4weE-FXk' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/jFO4weE-FXk'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever wanted to mace a little girl well this guy did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-2754501220330193898?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/2754501220330193898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=2754501220330193898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/2754501220330193898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/2754501220330193898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2009/08/macing-little-girls.html' title='Macing Little Girls'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-475441492023206378</id><published>2009-05-30T15:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T15:08:27.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Things Are Made Of This</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/VmU2c174_sk' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/VmU2c174_sk'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isnt this awesome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a little creepy but I like it. By the way I dont agree with any of the phillosophies in this video.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-475441492023206378?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/475441492023206378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=475441492023206378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/475441492023206378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/475441492023206378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweet-things-are-made-of-this_30.html' title='Sweet Things Are Made Of This'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-1899867913728916256</id><published>2009-05-30T15:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T15:08:25.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Things Are Made Of This</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/VmU2c174_sk' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/VmU2c174_sk'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isnt this awesome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a little creepy but I like it. By the way I dont agree with any of the phillosophies in this video.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-1899867913728916256?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/1899867913728916256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=1899867913728916256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/1899867913728916256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/1899867913728916256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweet-things-are-made-of-this.html' title='Sweet Things Are Made Of This'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-8801795982692760610</id><published>2008-12-24T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T22:33:47.684-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Zeitgeist</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=-594683847743189197&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=true" style="width:400px;height:326px" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is very possibly the most mind changing movie since The Secret  (I defenitly reccomend the secret to every one). Its long so if you have something you have to do then do that first. However make sure to watch this and show it every one you know. MAKE A CHAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=7065205277695921912&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=true" style="width:400px;height:326px" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gives hope that not everything will blow up. Make sure to watch the video ABOVE first. Send it to every one you know MAKE A CHAIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-8801795982692760610?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/8801795982692760610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=8801795982692760610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/8801795982692760610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/8801795982692760610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/12/zeitgeist.html' title='Zeitgeist'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-4900657077269358772</id><published>2008-10-08T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:17:14.461-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>The Waiter By David Baerwald</title><content type='html'>Ok this is the first video that I made on the computer. So im really proud of it The reason why I made this video is because this song is one of my favorites but I cant find it any were on the internet so I decided to post it on youtube. I think I did a good job however that's for you to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iLpwRfebegI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iLpwRfebegI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-4900657077269358772?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/4900657077269358772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=4900657077269358772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/4900657077269358772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/4900657077269358772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/10/waiter-by-david-baerwald.html' title='The Waiter By David Baerwald'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-2470078867422694432</id><published>2008-07-30T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T15:12:53.339-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Silly Hats ONLY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-354378193a0c16ce" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D354378193a0c16ce%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333122752%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F0FEE91C76421D73F9E45795FAB0221F42C80F3.58ED2A78FDC9B4555BA30CDB9DFA630D558AFCC6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D354378193a0c16ce%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjqE9IMTbOrKskA2RnBu4FGkyNgo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" 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length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/2470078867422694432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=2470078867422694432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/2470078867422694432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/2470078867422694432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/07/silly-hats-only.html' title='Silly Hats ONLY!'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-1227880083231665682</id><published>2008-07-30T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T14:57:13.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>My Spoon Is To Big</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-68e576a7bde6cf97" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D68e576a7bde6cf97%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333122752%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3F44FAB0AC6040B48B23EFA072AAF48E5E17167.66FD8E527618F72996BA242ED6BB66F96C84B127%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D68e576a7bde6cf97%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJ07Tzn9f3knWQBUB9ElqJl78OvQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" 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"Peanut Butter Jelly". I got this from a animated video and decided to make it physical if you want to watch the video which this video is based go to.&lt;br /&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=PJYxCSXjhLI&lt;br /&gt;We are planning on getting more videos from this (Muhahhahaha SUCK IT DRY!!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-1227880083231665682?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=68e576a7bde6cf97&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/1227880083231665682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=1227880083231665682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/1227880083231665682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/1227880083231665682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-spoon-is-to-big.html' title='My Spoon Is To Big'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-5327347592571661034</id><published>2008-07-09T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T17:52:27.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Druid chp 15</title><content type='html'>The Druid chp 15 Fear and Darkness&lt;br /&gt;About an hour later it was dark. Then an idea jumped into my mind. “Duh I will just feed Grace Wing some seeds that will stop at a place right were the stomach meets the throat and start growing into a vine plant which will worm into the wing. Then I will move the vines around into a certain muscle then by reflex the wings were start to flap. now admitting that after we get back to Zeln she will have internal bleeding and a lot of her muscles will not work again until we do some major healing but in the end she will live”. “Ok then” was all Steven could say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took about six hours for the procedure to undertake but once it was done she was flapping like mad. it was kind of hard to get on her and maneuver her towards Zeln every thing was going great. The sun was rising again though there were clouds in the sky so we couldn’t see the sun but the sky was brighter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were flying for about fifteen minutes when we saw something in the distance. four small specks nothing more. As we got closer I was able to start making out details it was fallen angels.  Now usually I wouldn’t be afraid of some fallen angels however this time Grace Wing was not awake so we couldn’t fight them practically at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hit them full on I freed my lance stabbing and killing one I swung my sword killing the second one. The third one attacked me I swung my sword again however I was not quick enough. She hit me full in the face knocking me off of my saddle. then all I remember is falling a crashing sound and darkness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I awoke again the first thing that I noticed was I was naked. Then second thing I notice I was on a hard stone floor. The third thing was that all of my things were taken. It took about a hour when I finally gave up waiting for my eyes to adjust for this darkness was darker then the darkest night it was the kind of darkness that would swallow you up it was the darkness of the abyss it was physical darkness it was alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to sense for life but the darkness was pressing on me. I was afraid it was strange sensation that’s when it dawned on me I had never before in my life been afraid I had felt every other emotion but not fear and I new that at that very moment I had grown a hundred years wiser but it was not the good kind of wisdom for this place allowed no happiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happened for how log I do not know. Then I felt some thing. It was a little seed embedded in my skin I must have fell in a thorn bush when I fell off the saddle. So I held on to that seed for that seed was a speck of life it was more then life it was hope and I held on to it for I new if I let go I would fall into darkness for I was already on the brink of just that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not tell if it was day or night or what time it was or how long I had been asleep. I soon tried a test by counting the seconds I counted to ten and tried figured how long my instincts told me how much time had passed. I continued this about nine times and every time the conclusion was very different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After how long I do not know I heard the sound of a door opening and so I knew that I as going to be killed. I swore and cursed such horrible thing outs of anger frustration and fear that I surprised my self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-5327347592571661034?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/5327347592571661034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=5327347592571661034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/5327347592571661034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/5327347592571661034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/07/druid-chp-15.html' title='The Druid chp 15'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-4196577880745990091</id><published>2008-07-09T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T17:42:42.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Druid'/><title type='text'>The Druid chp 14</title><content type='html'>The Druid chp 14 I Go Home And Find A Horrible Welcome Committee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I had learned water bending I and the water elf whose name I found was Steven became best friends. After about a week after I learned water bending Steven came to me while I was at my favorite restaurant the Hillka. We were exchanging gossips and flinging jokes generally just enjoying each other’s company. Soon I asked him why he had come here not that I was annoyed of course. “Ah yes” he replied “I wanted to know if it would be alright if you could take me to the lands were you came from in the first place”? “Why the sudden interest” I said feeling a little home sick all of a sudden. “I just want to know what it is like”. “Ok I will take you next week”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon afterwards I was ready to go and so was Steven. We put our things in Grace Wing’s saddlebags. While I rode Grace Wing the water elf would swim in rivers and only when we would have to go across the Dark Lands would he ride with me then he would jump into one of the rivers and keep going. Its not like he had to he could stay above water for years however he said it still felt really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So unlike last time when it took but a few hours to get to Zeln it took us about four days to get back to my lands (I was quite annoyed). When I did get home however I stared not at the lush green lands that I remembered for instead I saw simply more of the horrible disembodied lands. We kept on flying for over a hour. Confused and not quite ready to believe what my eyes told me even though my eyes told me CRY CRY!! I kept flying forward but nothing came over the horizon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“NO!” I cried “No this cannot be happening”. Steven who could sense what was happening patted me and took the reigns got in front of me and turned Grace Wing around even as I hit him half heartedly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we flew back to Zeln I looked across the bleak and terrible land below me. All of a sudden I saw an arrow whiz right past me not ten feet away. “Shoot” I thought. Then another whizzed past and another soon we were flying in a near sea of arrows. Taking out my staff I called upon the power of the earth to deflect the arrows in a nova burst of light. How ever no power came SHIT!! Was all I could say of course no power came to my staff we were in a land of dark shadows and no life came. I probably could have gotten around that but we were also very high up from the actual earth. So because of these to disadvantages I was unable to do anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly told both Steven and Grace Wing about the situation. “Ok in that case give me your water flask” said Steven. “Fine time for a drink of water” I said a little happy that something had happened that could take my mind off of the troubles. as I gave it to him. He took the water flask then he drew all the water out of it and his own flask into the air then turned the water into ice after flattening then he put it under Grace Wing as a shield. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The volley of arrows didn’t cease to stop. However nothing penetrated the ice shield. We were flying safely for about twenty minutes before POW!! all of a sudden a giant red boulder came off of the ground shattered the shield and hit Grace Wing straight in the chest rendering her unconscious. We were falling (good thing I had my seat belt). We soon hit the ground with a horrible THUD!! Once we had landed I cut off my seatbelt with my sword I then started to sense for enemies near by and sure enough there were goblins. After about a minute and nothing happened I went over to Steven and saw that he was all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happened for about an hour then two hours three hours four five. Soon the sun had set and the moon was rising. Then about two hours after the moon had risen I saw something move around in some dead bushes NECTO!! I screamed and the bushes rose to full bloom alive and well then they started imploding crushing what ever was hiding them. A scream erupted through the dead forest. I smiled I had killed one of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I had killed one of the goblins in the bushes I could here much yelling and arguing  in the distance. “Time to run!” I screamed. So we started to run as fast as we could I kept my mind out side trying to detect if any one was on our tail. Sure enough I could feel about fifty little goblin feet after us so that meant there was twenty-five. Even though we had longer legs the goblins were running a little faster then us not only that but I could sense something big about a hundred yards ahead of us I don’t no what it was but I did know it was very big. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Steven what was ahead and he came to an immediate stop. “What ever is in front of us has to be worse then twenty five goblins so lets just fight them and get it over with. So there we were in front of a horde of goblins I had a crystal staff sword and lance and Steven had what little water that we had not lost and his sword. In just a few seconds they were upon us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I killed the first one by making a root stick up tripping him and he cracked his skull on a rock.  The second Steven killed by making two icicles and shoved them through the eye sockets. The third one got to me with a sword so I grabbed my sword and shoved it in front of me and since goblins don’t have very long arm reach he came running right into the blade. Then the rest I threw a bunch of seeds at them and they quickly grew into a plant called Bowa Vine coming up and crushing the rest of the goblins (like a &lt;br /&gt;bowa constrictor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we killed the Goblins we went over to check on Grace Wing. She was fine just some cuts and bruises from the rough landing and as for the place were the boulder hit her there was no trace no blood no bruises nothing it was very wierd. “Okay” I said “before I go crazy lets face the facts. Fact number one we are deep within the shadow lands. Fact number two Grace Wing is out cold and there is no trace of the boulder”. Fact number three because Grace Wing is out cold we don’t have a way out of here.” “You forgot fact number four the Swarm obviously knows we are her”. “Thank you” “your welcome”. A few minutes later I said. “So what are we supposed to do about”? “I don’t know”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-4196577880745990091?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/4196577880745990091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=4196577880745990091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/4196577880745990091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/4196577880745990091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/07/druid-chp-14.html' title='The Druid chp 14'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-1697136865731918635</id><published>2008-07-09T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T17:37:27.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Druid'/><title type='text'>The Druid chp 13</title><content type='html'>The Druid chp 13 I Get Surprised For The 500,000,000 Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started exploring the city of Zeln for even though I had stayed here for about six months I still had not explored that much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I started exploring the city of Zeln. I passed many amazing things such as there was a forge were they were making swords that I swear were made up of flesh. I also saw some people who were carrying what looked like a green ball of slime it was very weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was exploring I came across a lake. So I was walking around the lake and I soon came across a man whose skin was scales that were a shade of blue and green like water sometimes looks like. He leaped into the lake but for some reason the water did not have a single ripple not only that but I did not see him any were through the clear waters. I stared at the place were he had seemingly vanished deep in thought. But in a few minutes I saw a head pop from out of the waters and stare at me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the head of the man who had just now had jumped into the lake. I was so surprised that I jumped off of my feet and flat on my butt. I then said. “How do you do that” “Do what” “Jump into the water with out making a ripple and also how come I cant see you in fact I cant even see your body right now”. “Oh” he chuckled “You must be new here I am a water elf”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I explained that I was from a different land all together. He listened very intently for the entire time very interested. When I was finely done he said “That sounds very fascinating so you are a real Druid”. “Yes” “Then it sounds like you might be able to bend water like me”. “Really” I said feeling very excited. “Sure” he said stepping out of the lake. “I can start teaching you right now if you want to” “Yes that sounds awesome”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He first taught me how to swim now even though I had already learned to swim I had never learned how to swim like a water elf sadly I never even came close to being as good swimmer as him. He next did a very strange thing. He gave me a large bowl full of water. He then said “Lift up handfuls of the water for about a hour”. “How the heck does that help”? He simply said “Patience”. Grumbling I did what he said and in about an hour my fingers were like wet wrinkled plumbs. He then said, “Now move the water with out touching it but you have to feel like your touching it use the exact same brain waves with out actually doing it”. How in the world am I going to do that”! “Just do it.” He sighed. And sure enough it did happen before my eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing it float in mid air made me yelp and then instantly the water fell splashing all over me. I looked at the water elf and all I could stutter was “wow”. “I new you could do it” he said patting me on the back. The next few weeks I was learning more and more about water magic. Finally after about a month I was a pretty good water bender not as a good as a water elf mind you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-1697136865731918635?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/1697136865731918635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=1697136865731918635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/1697136865731918635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/1697136865731918635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-2745624407384235129</id><published>2008-07-09T17:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:51:54.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pookey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJQCRYZZ0Xw/SHVXWcy_UpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uTg81ESn7T8/s1600-h/Stuff+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJQCRYZZ0Xw/SHVXWcy_UpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uTg81ESn7T8/s320/Stuff+054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221175386204754578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my baby brother... Pookey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-2745624407384235129?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/2745624407384235129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=2745624407384235129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/2745624407384235129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/2745624407384235129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/07/pookey.html' title='Pookey'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJQCRYZZ0Xw/SHVXWcy_UpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uTg81ESn7T8/s72-c/Stuff+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-3888778688863857380</id><published>2008-07-09T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:51:55.976-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>Cause and effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJQCRYZZ0Xw/SHVVzkJ1C5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WIrst-ImfHY/s1600-h/Stuff+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJQCRYZZ0Xw/SHVVzkJ1C5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WIrst-ImfHY/s320/Stuff+078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221173687372549010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJQCRYZZ0Xw/SHVWWe9MtnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qd86GWQVKgU/s1600-h/Stuff+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJQCRYZZ0Xw/SHVWWe9MtnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qd86GWQVKgU/s320/Stuff+079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221174287272818290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the effect&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-3888778688863857380?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/3888778688863857380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=3888778688863857380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/3888778688863857380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/3888778688863857380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/07/wooden-finger.html' title='Cause and effect'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJQCRYZZ0Xw/SHVVzkJ1C5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WIrst-ImfHY/s72-c/Stuff+078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-3664151476465898035</id><published>2008-06-22T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T09:38:29.002-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Druid'/><title type='text'>The Druid chp 12</title><content type='html'>The druid chp 12 The Battle Of The Red Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set off at once packing and getting all of my troops in line. We set off I rode on Grace Wing. It took about eighteen days before we got to the edge of the border. It was my first time crossing the border to anywhere except for the dark lands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once on the other side of the border. I felt a strange sensation but it was not an unpleasant it was just a strange one and I cannot explain it. The trees looked different they looked like they were more like pine trees even though none of the trees look like any of the trees at home. Even the rocks looked a little different they had tinge of brown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while little while we came to the main city from which we of course questioned and all we answered was we were here to help them kill Jack. Every body had eyes on us and there hands on there blades but none of them had a choice they were being taken over the information he could give and even gave us a few troops. We learned that for this specific mission Jack was mostly using undead solders. So that means he would have a lot of necromancers so we would use paladin weapons. We then calculated best we could were Jack would strike next. We then tried to calculate the best way to counter attack. Sadly this process took a good three days and by then Jack had already taken a quarter of the land so we were forced to immediate action and so the battle began. &lt;br /&gt;In days to come the battle we were going to fight warred be recorded as the great battle of the red star. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were going to fight against jack in a place were magic energies flowed easily. This battle would determine the entire war for Kog for it warred take place under the red star. The place directly under the red star was actually a valley. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The legend of the red star. Was a long time ago when the world was young the land was made up of fire. There was a volcano from which one day shot up a part of the world orb at the center of the world. Now the world orb held all of the world but it was surrounded by fire and such as the world was held by fire how ever when the piece of the orb flew out the world gushed out of the crack however the world was still just a shapeless blob but then the orb fragment came down by gravity and hit the world a nine 99,999 times and so the world was shaped however the first of the falls the gravity was so strong that it made valleys and the last ones made mountains. Then finally the orb bounced far far away in space and became the red star. It is said that it will some day come back and finish shaping the world by bouncing evil away on the millionth bounce. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The battle plan was to meet Jacks army with a small force. But as jacks army come for us we flee. Then we divide and flank them. But for a plan with that we would easily be defeated. So while we divided a bigger army would drive right through them. But even with that plan we would fail. So the last part of the plan was that While we were doing this the main army would come down from the back and fight the armies in the back and come down and we would then join up regroup and kill the rest away. Even that plan was a risky move against Jack so my dragon and me would attack while the two armies were fighting to regroup me and Grace Wing would come down from the sky. This was to be the first time Grace Wing and me would fight together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was time to carry out the plan we were all ready (This was the first time we were able to se up a good plan before the battle). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every thing was set up now all we had to do was wait for Jack and his army. Here is some information on Jack. Jack is an undead general he is one of the greatest generals of the Swarm (the Swarm is anther for the army of the evil army). He is said to be an amazing sorcerer in dark magic but not the kind of magic that raised the dead more the kind of magic that kills and stuff like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then saw Jacks army over the sunrise. But the horrible part was that the suns light was blocked out but there was no cloud next to the sun there was light but it did not seem to reach us. Jacks army slowly was coming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hiding behind a cloud directly above the valley. I then saw as my plan was being carried out and as my army was regrouping. But I also saw that the undead were great fighters for solders without any muscle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then saw the queue given by officer Bob (don’t laugh). I swooped down ready to kick some butt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We swooped from behind the cloud craving blood. First of all we came to twenty feet from ground level then Grace Wing started to shoot lightning bolts while I was summoning the right winds to help him go at full speed. Then I saw something on the horizon at first I thought it was a trick of my mind do to my rushing adrenaline. I soon saw that they were not a trick of the mind they were Fallen Angels (Fallen Angels are mortal women who were molten by magic and there souls were seized by death and evil how ever they are always just as beautiful). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Grace Wing what I saw and he immediately pulled up ready to face his new opponents that now invaded his kingdom. I slashed through the air cutting through their skin and there wings like they were water. The strange thing was even though this was the first time Grace Wing and me fought together in a real battle and in our training we sucked but while fighting together in a real fight we were kicking butt we rocked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dived right then left I had sheathed my sword and took off my lance off my back so I had longer range swinging my weapon left then right we were killing about six of them until I saw him. He was about seven feet high he had a large cloak wrapped all around his body. The horrible thing was that all of my armies warriors that came close to him ready to strike him down.  Then all he did was point his bone finger at him (or her) and all of a sudden there came these black tentacles that came out of his cloak and started wrapping around them choking the life out of them covering there nose and mouth but the worse part was that the tentacles seemed to be made out of shadows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Grace Wing and she immediately dived down then came up flipped around charged right through the hull of the Fallen Angels. Then came around behind them and started killing off the last of the fallen and angles now it was time to take care of Jack. We dived at them weapons ready. First we hit Jack with lightning that was shot from Grace Wings mouth knocking him off his feet he immediately pointed his fingers said some words in the language of necromancers and I felt immediately weak and slow and by the way grace wing was moving it was taking is toll on her to. However I had enough strength inject my sword what I thought was his heart I soon saw that all I had done was stab in between some ribs under the heart. So all I needed to do was twist my sword and send it upward however I did not have the strength. Then for no reason I felt strength shoot through my arm (it was little painful) and I shot my arm upward killing Jack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that victory was easy. The plan went through quite well. Once victory was achieved we made our way back home and in but a few weeks the two empires of Zeln and Kog made a firm alliance. After that Artica didn’t give me any missions for quite awhile so I had plenty of time to do what ever I wanted to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-3664151476465898035?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/3664151476465898035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=3664151476465898035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/3664151476465898035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/3664151476465898035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/06/druid-chp-12.html' title='The Druid chp 12'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-6347198577205711509</id><published>2008-06-22T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T09:31:59.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Druid'/><title type='text'>The Druid chp 11</title><content type='html'>The Druid chp 11 I smell like wet dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was then given my first mission. There was a cave not to far away from Zelns borders were there was Lycans (Were Wolves), and it was believed that they were massing for a attack on one of the five towers. I was supposed to defeat them before they had the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We packed up, and got ready to go. The first eighteen days we made our way through the land of Zeln, and it was very nice to go along and feel every thing growing. However the second we went over the borders the change was instant. Every thing was horrible the trees branches looked like twisting curved broken fingers tearing at the sky trying to get away from the awful place. The rocks looked as if they were melting and trying to commit suicide for death would be a blessing. The worst part was I could hear the screams of every thing all around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked on for what seemed like years when it was only a few days when got to the Lycans cave. After that we set up camp about two miles away. Once in a while I went next to the cave and sensed but I always just got a blur. Then one day some images came clearly to my head and I heard voices and finally I see a room shaped like a dome I saw several Lycans and one gigantic Lycan. At first I thought that he might be like a super weapon they were going to use until I saw his armor, and then I remembered that these were the alpha males, the leaders of the pack. I could luckily under stand their language and so I could hear what they were talking about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And so the plan is that we shall attack the fourth tower by flanking it then we shall draw the full force of our strongest troops through the center by using the new weapon the fearsome duelight blade!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cannot be good is all I could think of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After listening to the conversation the Lycans were having I quickly ran to the camp and told them about what I heard. Grace Wing asked if I heard when they were going to attack. I did and I told them that hey were going to go out of there cave tomorrow night. The next day me and my dragon and the some lower commanders planned what we were going to do that night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took a long time but finally we came to the conclusion that we would attack them the second they opened the door to the cave we would barge straight into the cave in a surprise attack. The main army would go to a giant cavern that I had sensed for it was the biggest of all the caverns so most likely to make sure every thing was organized the king wolf would have to make sure most of the Lycans in that cavern. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the time came all of my troops gathered around the entrance of the cavern we waited for long agonizing minutes then all of a sudden the door burst open. I saw a few Lycans start to come out then they saw us and paused for no more then a heartbeat before they howled and came out at us snarling and growling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My warriors and I rushed into the cave hurling our weapon left and right. The main army and me rushed for the biggest cavern which is were we also suspected to find the leader while the smaller armies went everywhere else. Every inch we had to fight for every step was battle as little by little we edged forward to our destination. Finally we got into the believed location of the king but when we got there we did not see the king. Suddenly I realized that the Alpha male would not be within this room he would not care about any organizing at all he was a beast. Cursing my self for a fool (But then realizing sometimes a druids curse comes true I quickly lifted it off) we could not group back together again and we would most likely all die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hours of fighting I finally found the alpha wolf. he was huge and in his hand he carried the fearsome duelight blade I could sense great power coming off of it but not a power of good or evil simply power. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lunged at the Alpha Wolf with my new crystal sword. But then the most peculiar thing happened my enemy just threw his sword and it started to whirl around like crazy going left and right. While I was watching it the wolf lunged at me with amazing speed. I barely had enough time to melee him away. But the second I was able to get him away his sword lunged at me as if it had a life of its own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sword gave me two solid blows and then I could feel as if the entire power of the sun&lt;br /&gt;was soaking into me in the most horrible way. I staggered back feeling sick. I then saw the wolf laugh at me a horrible sound. But then I saw that the wolf had let down its guard. So using every last drop of energy I had left I lunged at him. Slashing left then right I was able to get two blows but then the enemy seemed to recover and started to attack back. The problem was I could feel the energy draining from me with great speed. Then some how a thought came into my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing left to lose this Lycan and his followers were most likely going to kill all of my troops burn all I have come to know in this land (Looking back on it I have no idea how I drew strength from that thought). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for some reason I found great strength in that thought. I screamed at the top of my lungs I then started going each and every way with speed I did not recognize as my own every were the Alpha wolf attacked I protected and I strike and attacked and slashed until before I new it the Lycan was at my feet. Then with out a second thought I stabbed the Lycan right through the skull. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason after I killed their leader all of the Lycans seemed to have a lot less moral  and there for did not fight nearly as hard and so we were able to regroup and take them out. Afterworlds we made our way to Zeln bruises and cuts on our body but pride and strength in out hearts. I was tired and weak so I rode on Grace Wing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got to Zeln many more quests and victories came. I became one of the top three generals. One day Artica gave me a quest to kill an enemy general known as Jack. I had read about Jack and I new that he is one of the most powerful generals. I accepted the mission. Now the objective was to kill Jack but I new that the goal was to ally with the country that Jack was attacking a place called Kog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-6347198577205711509?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/6347198577205711509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=6347198577205711509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/6347198577205711509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/6347198577205711509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/06/druid-chp-11-i-smell-like-wet-dog.html' title='The Druid chp 11'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-4409620258880419748</id><published>2008-06-22T09:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T09:32:35.083-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Druid'/><title type='text'>The Druid chp 10</title><content type='html'>The Druid chp 10 Wow they must really need a general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same day as when I got my weapons Artica came over to meet me. She told me that I only needed one more thing before I started training as a general. She told to follow her and started to walk off I shrugged and ran off to catch up. We walked through a forest and continued to walk on then we came to a sudden halt. And there before me was a gigantic dragon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared at the dragon in awe. It was gigantic. Its wings span was forty feet long while from head to the tip of his tail he was forty-five feet long. Its scales were white while the under side was a beautiful blue and it had spikes at the end of its tail that was the same white as the scales. The membrane was a little less white then its scales while you could see some blue tinged in. And unlike the dragons in the kingdom of Sork the underside was just as tough as the backside though instead of scales it possessed folds and layers of tough nerveless skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stared with aw I heard Artica say. “her name is Grace Wing and she is yours. How ever her voice seemed very distant. Once I broke free of the trance looked at Artica and said “really?” “Really”. I then turned my head back to the dragon and then for the first time I looked into the dragon’s eyes. They looked liked little saphires almost glowing with power and intelligence I then saw that this dragon was very special. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next few days was very busy teaching me how to be a general how ever I passed through it quickly because I had learned so much from the books at the library. The hard part was learning how to fight as one with my dragon. Its not that my dragon and I did not get along we were best friends on the day we met it was more we did not really7 know each other that much and did no how to compute and when we both tried to compute to each other then we did not know what we were doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of the training of how to become a general was complete I was immediately given my army of troops. This army had humans in it but also had many creatures and beasts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-4409620258880419748?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/4409620258880419748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=4409620258880419748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/4409620258880419748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/4409620258880419748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/06/druid-chp-10-wow-they-must-really-need.html' title='The Druid chp 10'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-558547598666902644</id><published>2008-06-08T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T17:47:37.988-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Druid'/><title type='text'>The Druid chp 9</title><content type='html'>The Druid chp 9 I get some crystals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok What do I do to train do I have to take a series of tests or something.” “Yes but only one. There is a tree made up of pure magic energized crystals and talismans you must go there and come back with enough of those crystals so my people may carve it into a weapon of your choice.” She said turning her head to look at me. Sounds great but is there a catch” Yes the tree is huge not only that but from it sprouts creatures that then protect it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Great” I commented sarcastically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my conversation with Artica about my mission I asked if I Was allowed to bring any weapons with me into the cave. She said that I could bring with me the weapon I had brought to this land. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I set out for the cave. It took me about nine or ten days until I got there. When I did get there I immediately set up camp outside of the cave and began sensing. I felt a greatly powerful presence in the cave but it was not an evil or good presence it was more like a solitary presence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I went into the cave from which I was attacked by two creatures made up of gems. They were beautiful they were mostly made up of purple gems they had the general shape of a dog but they also had spikes sticking out of there back. I unsheathed my sword even though I new it would not help me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then an idea came to me. Immediately I sheathed me sword and drew the staff off of my back. I then said. “ZAL NOK FALV KOLK”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could immediately feel the ground beneath start to become part of me. I got into a fighting position and drawing strength from the ground. I cracked the first of the two with my now nearly unbreakable staff and shattered its face. I then turned to face the second one that lunged at me a little to quickly I accidentally dropped my staff and grabbed the creature by the throat. I immediately saw this as a mistake as the sharp spikes stabbed into my hands gritting my teeth I threw it at the wall picked up my staff and cracked the creature into two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked around a little dazed as the spell wore off once I regained my senses I put back my staff and drew my sword again. I started to walk down the tunnel when I heard loud scraping noise that made my ears hurt. I gritted my teeth and pushed onward though the sound was nearly deafening. &lt;br /&gt;I walked a good two hundred yards before out of no were came this gigantic humanoid monsters that sparkled with a radiating force. I saw that he was the one making the scraping noise because it looked like every time he moved the crystals scraped against one another. He then grabbed a huge bolder and hurled it at me luckily I leaped to the side. The bolder missed me but only by a couple inches. I then thought up a plan I dropped my sword and raised my staff I then said few magic words and flashed a huge sunbeam at the golem. When the sunbeam hit the golem it shrieked as he saw that the beam was making him so bright thanks to his crystals it reflected it through out his body with so much power it was wearing out all of the joints through pressure he became dust in seconds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started walking down the tunnel again. Several times I was attacked but I was able to defeat them with a little bit of power from my staff. Finally I saw it a tree that must have been three hundred feet in diameter and was at least six hundred feet tall. It was beautiful until a doubt came to me. How was I supposed to ship any thing off of the tree that was as hard as diamond without hurting the crystals he chips then another idea came. I said some magic words and took some seeds from one of my small pouches and threw the next to the tree said some more magic words and willed the seeds grow into plants. And slowly with satisfaction I saw the plants slowly grow into the tree separating a heap of crystals out of the main mass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once all of the crystals I needed were packed. I sighed with satisfaction not only because I had gotten some crystals but because I knew that the plants would keep on growing around the tree for the tree a had a powerful aura and the plant could feed off of the aura and grow and grow until it was strong enough to feed off of its own aura and finally the two became one and there for mad huge benefits to one another. I also figured out the reason my magic was so powerful while in the cave was because with out knowing it I had used the power from the tree. I emerged from the cave unchallenged and packed up then started to walk back to the castle of Zeln. It took a couple of days but nothing touched my good mood. Once in the city I went off to meet Artica at the wizards throne. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I got to the wizards throne I saw that the wizards were having a meeting so I quickly left. I sat at a bench next to the tower soon Artica emerged. She asked me if I had the crystals and I said yes. She soon took me to the black smiths forge were the black smith looked amazed to see the crystals and asked me what I wanted him to make in very respectful voice. I said a staff a lance and a sword would work very well. The black smith set to work immediately and so the next day I had my weapons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-558547598666902644?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/558547598666902644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=558547598666902644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/558547598666902644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/558547598666902644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/06/druid-chp-9.html' title='The Druid chp 9'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-2485519391836740783</id><published>2008-06-08T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T17:47:23.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Druid'/><title type='text'>THE DRUID chp 8</title><content type='html'>The Druid chp 8 What started out as a tourist thing turns into a living nightmare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was great yet horrible at the exact same time, it was truly strange. After I left the Hillka I saw Artica. So I ran over to her and asked what she was doing she then looked at me and said your help is needed, come, follow behind me. She began to walk away so I followed her. She led me to the Wizards tower but not just to the first floor all the way to the top. I swear to you that the room I saw there was of one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen. I looked around mesmerized. I saw that the room was perfectly round. The sides of the room had strange symbols on them and there were many of these strange disks in the ground in some parts of the room next to the wall. I saw that in the center of the room loomed a huge flawless sphere that had these blue crystals in it. Not only that but in a perfect diameter around the huge sphere were six other smaller spheres each one with something inside of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the smaller spheres circling the bigger sphere in the middle had a flame inside. Another had a skull inside of it. Another was simply a ball of pure light. One was what looked like a ball of water. Another was weird it looked like a condensed cloud it also had four little sparkles dancing deep inside. The final one was the strangest of them all on the top had small bits of grass, in the center it was pure earth, and the bottom was molten rock. I then realized the pattern of the spheres such as the sphere with the skull was opposite of the sphere of light and the sphere of fire was opposite of the sphere of water and the sphere I decided was the sphere of earth was opposite of the sphere with the condensed cloud. But the truly odd thing that I noticed was each of them had a small stream of energy falling to the ground and on the ground there were these disks and painted on each one was a symbol of the element above and there were these lines connecting each one to the disk in the center disk below the blue crystal sphere. I then saw a seat that must have been a throne considering how beautiful it was. “What is this place?” I whispered. “This is the Wizards throne,” replied Artica. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was amazed at the throne room. After what seemed like hours I regained control of my senses. I then asked Artica why she had brought me here. She told me. “I have brought you here because I am desperate to find a general for the fresh supply of troops that Zeln has recently gotten.” “Why me though I asked staring at her”. Because you can sense the land maybe even find out what the enemy is planning and then you will most likely be able to plan a counter attack, She replied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-2485519391836740783?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/2485519391836740783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=2485519391836740783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/2485519391836740783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/2485519391836740783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/06/druid-chp-8.html' title='THE DRUID chp 8'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-2725642974760109973</id><published>2008-05-17T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T17:46:49.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Druid'/><title type='text'>THE DRUID chp 7</title><content type='html'>Chp 7 Sensing and sleeping is what I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I sensed every thing that I could I sat up. I was so dizzy and I had a huge headache. I saw that there was a couch right next to me and so I sat down on it and instantly fell into a deep sleep. When I woke up I saw that Artica had returned. “Your finally awake sleepy head. I sat up and said. “how Long was I out a couple of hours?” “No you were out for believe it or not four days”. “What!!” I screamed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That same day I went out and because I had sensed the land I knew all of the languages of all of the creatures. I also could read signs and that helped me whole lot. I then thought I should probably find out the history of the war and just my luck there was a map store for tourists right next to me (it was the capital of course people from around the land are going to want to go there). I bought a map and I followed it to the location of a library. I then went into the store and asked a creature that looked like a part lizard part dragon and part human if he worked here he said yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then asked if he could help me find the section of the library were it recorded the war and also the part of the library were it told of the other forces of good. He showed me and my heart sunk as I found that the part of the library that told about the war took up half of the library and the library itself was as big as a normal village. How ever the part that told of the known history of the rest of the tribes of good was the smallest part of the library and it took up a mere three books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then thought that maybe I could read these books by sensing from the inside. I tried but nothing happened I tried it over and over again about eleven times but on the twelve time I got it. Then I started reading as many books as I could until I felt like my brain was going to explode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I could finely read no more I opened my eyes and gave a sigh of relief my powers were growing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was five towers at the edge of Zelns borders and from them came a certain connection that formed a powerful wall of magic. I also learned that the tower in the city of Zeln was the source for all of the lands spells that worked on and on without any wizards managing them such as the five towers on the edge of the Zeln borders. I also learned of the enemy army’s and troops. I learned there was about, one hundred and sixty four other tribes each one trying to get more land and struggle to survive the oncoming armies of evil &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I took a nap on the floor. When I awoke I began to inspect the map I had bought. I learned that amazingly the map could zoom in and out on certain locations and it also could tell me if a restaurant or anything else was good or not like this place serves good crab but is horrible for fish and stuff like that. I thought that the map was totally awesome. I then figured out that I was starving near death so I asked the map to show me if there was any good restaurant I found one called Hillka and I went there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-2725642974760109973?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/2725642974760109973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=2725642974760109973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/2725642974760109973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/2725642974760109973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/05/druid-chp-7.html' title='THE DRUID chp 7'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-5313431276552876678</id><published>2008-05-17T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T11:32:38.982-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Druid'/><title type='text'>THE DRUID chp 6</title><content type='html'>chp 6 Gathering Magics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked with Artica until we got to the gate of the castle of Zeln. Then Artica said. “I hope that you like it here and you and I will meet again soon. But right now I cannot take you with me in to the tower unless you stay on ground level anyways here is some gold. I must leave but I will check on you later I hope you have a good stay. goodbye". She then handed me a great big bag of money walked through the now open gate and disappeared into a crowd before I could say anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great I thought. I am in a town filled with creatures that I have never seen before and&lt;br /&gt;I have no guide, no idea were I am going. I took a deep breath and then walked in to the crowd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then the fact that I had no idea what was with this land I liked the strange feeling that came off of every object. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had a idea if I went to the wizard tower then I might be able to learn some stuff about the land since thats were magic flows most easily. I knew that the tower was in the center of town so with a little bit of asking directions I found out were I was heading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked on I saw a hundred different things. Like I saw a man that looked like a dragon and I saw a lot of weird swords that were organic. I saw these rocks that had what looked like crabs legs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what seemed like hours I got to the tower. I saw that there was a door so I went in. at once a wave of magic hit me full force in the face. It was the strangest feeling I had ever felt. After the dizziness passed I looked around and every thing looked completely beautiful. I then went into the room and sat in the very middle of the room I then closed my eyes and sensed and spoke to the land. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly passed out from all of the feelings sounds and images that poured into my brain. There was so much that there is absolutely no way that I can explain it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-5313431276552876678?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/5313431276552876678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=5313431276552876678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/5313431276552876678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/5313431276552876678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/05/druid-chp-6.html' title='THE DRUID chp 6'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-6389604478517349763</id><published>2008-05-16T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T11:36:13.756-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Druid'/><title type='text'>THE DRUID chp 5</title><content type='html'>chp 5 I ask a few questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we landed in a field next to the castle I got off and once Artica got off I asked her what the towers were about? She answered, “The towers are wizard towers the Tower in the castle is the main tower were all of the master wizards live” I soon asked what is that castle any way? She then looked at me and said, “That is the very center of the land were magic flows most freely of all places in our border”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What is this place?” I asked as I stared around dumb founded. She looked at me while getting a bag off of the dragons back and shrugged then said. “This place is called the land of Zeln. Now if you please would stop staring at every little twig like it was a god. Then you could help me with these bags?!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry” I said. Then I ran over to help her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the bags were unloaded and given to strange creatures that looked like half dogs half short humans. That I later learned were called Sunsers. I asked a few questions for Artica that she was always very patient to answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What is the castle up there?” “That is the castle of Zeln it is the greatest city in all of Zeln it is also the place were all of Zelns wizards gather for meetings and all of Zelns greatest wizards live.” “Are you one of the wizards that live in the castle?” “Yes.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is there only one force of evil?” “Yes.” “Is there more then one force of good.”? “Yes.” “Are you and the other forces of good united”? “No.” And after that question a uncomfortable silence happened&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-6389604478517349763?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/6389604478517349763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=6389604478517349763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/6389604478517349763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/6389604478517349763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/05/druid-chp-5.html' title='THE DRUID chp 5'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-3276109586813124573</id><published>2008-04-07T10:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T10:21:19.977-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Druid'/><title type='text'>THE DRUID chp 4</title><content type='html'>chp 4 Entering new lands (hope I don't die).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing that I new I was flying through the sky on Drac the dragon. I absolutely loved flying more then any thing else. The reason for this is that I could sense things all around me and also on the ground and since we were moving at an incredibly fast pace I could sense so much so fast it was glorious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I flew through the sky’s I started to sense things that I had never sensed before. I sensed gigantic feet I sensed really small feet I sensed a scaly body as big as a medium sized tree and also a forked tongue as sharp as scissors. After a while I started to sense things that I couldn't’t make out like red eyes then sharp fangs then Screaming then claws and a lot of other really weird stuff that made me feel really tense. But just a little while longer I started to sense beautiful things like gentle hands and soft hooves and kind faces and a kind of calming affect came along with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon not only did I feel the beautiful land up ahead but also saw it and it was one of the most beautiful things I had seen in my entire life. I saw that there was a castle that was sparkling with magic all around it. There was forest every were except for a little ways around the castle and around the many beautiful villages and city’s. Each and every village and city had a tall tower in the center even the castle had one. I thought of this for but a moment for the beauty dazzled me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-3276109586813124573?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/3276109586813124573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=3276109586813124573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/3276109586813124573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/3276109586813124573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/04/druid-chp-4.html' title='THE DRUID chp 4'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-6402503340955555016</id><published>2008-04-07T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T10:16:31.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Druid'/><title type='text'>THE DRUID chp 3</title><content type='html'>THE DRUID chp 3 Artica WHO!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw that the object was flying this way. I thought at first that it was the golden falcon but as it got closer I could see that it was something else for it looked bigger and as it got closer I could see that it was a red object and as it got closer I saw that it was a-a a DRAGON! I screamed running back to the castle screaming the name, "DRAGON! DRAGON!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After every body knew I ran to the Druids Circle for that was a very common place were dragons landed. When I got to the field I could see it right overhead. I saw that it was a WOCH a certain kind of dragon the several times in the past sorcerers of a type or another could manipulate. I thought of this for but a second then I focused on the fight at hand once again. Once it landed it spread its wings apart which was in most dragon species considered a challenge. Apparently it wanted to fight. However I stood my ground but strangely no blow came even though it wanted to fight apparently it did not move?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for what seemed like hours before finely the Dragon lowered its massive wings and head and on from its back came off a lady of such beauty that it had to be mystical “Wizard” I muttered even as I stared in awe. She had skin as white as snow she had hair as black as night and her cloak was made from thick white wolf fur, she also wore a white crown that had four gems. The gem on the far left was as yellow as the sun the one on the far right was as green as the spring grass, the one in the middle looked as red as the blood river that comes from the war in the northwest that never ceases to stop. But the one on the very top was the greatest of them all it was as blue as the seas the sky and the great glacier to the east all at the same time.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was for a long time dazzled by their beauty finally I came back to my senses as if a spell was lifted. "Why have you come to this part of the land!”? I said loudly. She looked at me and then said, "I have come to this land to see it for my very own eyes for this place is legend". I stood there trying to figure out what she was talking about I finely said. "What are you talking about” I sputtered, “this place is known by all"? She looked at me and smiled she then said. "I come from a land farther away from here then you thought possible". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared at her very confused I soon sputtered out, “Who the heck are you who is your dragon and what land do you come from I have many questions and I want answers now you will come with me before the king”. She smiled yet again and then said “certainly I will answer all of your questions except for those that I keep secret from this lands people.” &lt;br /&gt;A little while later we were in the court of the king. This is were the king made laws gave advice and figured out what punishment was suitable to the crime. “What is your name and were do you come from”, “my name is not important but if you must name me you may call me Artica and the land were I come from you would not be able to wrap your minds around but lets us say I come from a land with a lot of good and bad and a lot of raw power for both sides to use". Who is your dragon friend? At this question she paused at as if picking the right words. "His name is not important either but you may call him Drac, I took one of the ordinary dragons from my land and changed him to look like one of your own but still having the powers of the dragons of my land" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of the questions were answered the king had no chose but to let Artica go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that she went back to her Dragon I followed her &lt;br /&gt;when she got on her dragon I asked. “Who are you? I know that a lot of people have asked you this question and you have answered but you have not answered in the way we wish”. “She looked at me again and smiled then said. “I am a wizard of great power I come from a land that is dieing to the dark forces I have come here not only to see if it for my self but to also see if it is being attacked by the dark forces and it is so now I must go back to my own lands and try to stop it”. I looked at her dumb founded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Take me with you” I said remembering the golden eagle that had I found in the forest. She looked at me and said “my land is very different from your own are you sure you want to do this it is also filled with great peril”. I looked at her and then said, “I am sure that it is filled with great beauty as well. Take me with you”. I repeated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-6402503340955555016?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/6402503340955555016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=6402503340955555016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/6402503340955555016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/6402503340955555016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/04/druid-chp-3.html' title='THE DRUID chp 3'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-5030663164543434805</id><published>2008-04-07T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T10:12:50.371-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Druid'/><title type='text'>THE DRUID chp 2</title><content type='html'>The DRUID chp 2 Advirsaries show themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when I was focusing on what was going on in the land I heard a sound. The sound was of nothing I had ever heard it chilled my blood. I quickly went to investigate sword in hand. The problem with finding the source of the sound is I did not know were to look so I started sensing and I got some images and feeling in my mind. Flat feet then green eyes and then digging with sharp teeth then came stranger feelings claws dripping fangs red eyes with out a trace of sanity that’s when I knew I had found it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran as fast as I could towards the place were the evil was coming from heart pounding. Several times I lost the trail and I had to sense for the same feelings then when I got it I ran again. After two hours I could sense that I was nearing what I was looking for and then I saw it two glistening red eyes in the dark. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then lunged at my victim sword aimed at the small space in between the two eyes. It barely escaped its death by jumping back and then it reared and came after me that’s when I could see the monster for what it truly was, it looked like I giant falcon only it was yellow and its feathers seemed as though they were scales yet lightning at the same time It attacked me I barely jumped out of the way then I took my wooden staff off of my back dropping my sword I then called upon the earths great power then once getting it I flashed golden light upon the beast until it screeched and flew away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran as fast as I could towards the general place were the beast was heading to. I ran for about three hours before I was sure that I could not find the beast this way at least. I then ran to the castle and told every body of my encounter with the monster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that every body got their weapons for, every body was going to try to go after and kill the beast. I joined the hunting party for nobody would be able to find anything unless I sensed for the monster. How ever with or without my sensing we could not find any thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I took a trip to the mountain. The walk was very pleasant for I could feel and hear every thing growing every thing moving all around me and the fears and tension of the past day melted away. When I got to the tip of the mountain I looked all around me it was very beautiful. As I was looking around I thought I saw some thing in the distance. Thinking it was nothing I rubbed my eyes and looked again but it was still there "that’s odd" I said out loud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-5030663164543434805?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/5030663164543434805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=5030663164543434805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/5030663164543434805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/5030663164543434805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/04/druid-chp-2.html' title='THE DRUID chp 2'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-2997967974550439954</id><published>2008-04-01T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T10:09:11.367-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Druid'/><title type='text'>THE DRUID chp 1</title><content type='html'>THE DRUID.&lt;br /&gt;Written by Garik. Edited by Brandi (his cousin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chp 1 FIRST SIGNS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up from the most peculiar dream, one were I was in a very large room while fighting a dark cloud with a magic staff. I shrugged it off once I woke. I immediately ran to the feasting hall for breakfast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second I went into the feasting hall I could feel that something was wrong something in the land had took a change for better or for worst. I looked all around my hand firmly on my blade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you might be confused and so I shall tell you a little what is going on. I am a powerful Druid I am a fairly good swordfighter as well, I work for the king of the mighty kingdom Sork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast I went to one of my favorite places a little field in the middle of the forest called the Druids Circle. I sat down and started to try and communicate with the land figure out what was going on with but it refused to answer me as if some force kept it quiet. So going out into the fields trying to figure out what was going on started becoming one part of my daily routines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-2997967974550439954?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/2997967974550439954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=2997967974550439954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/2997967974550439954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/2997967974550439954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/04/druid-chp-1.html' title='THE DRUID chp 1'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-3653087385794521842</id><published>2008-03-27T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T18:43:00.061-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Box&apos;s Box&apos;s every were'/><title type='text'>Running and tackling</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vofelEJjHjk&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vofelEJjHjk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my brother was not that happy about being laughed at and the fact that he had hurt himeself (he was ok) did not cool him down. So I had to defend my self. Then tackle him for no apperant reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-3653087385794521842?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/3653087385794521842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=3653087385794521842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/3653087385794521842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/3653087385794521842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/03/running-and-tackling.html' title='Running and tackling'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-5504614193263433739</id><published>2008-03-27T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T18:42:16.649-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Box&apos;s Box&apos;s every were'/><title type='text'>Brother Back flip</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4xmVVqS9W90&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4xmVVqS9W90&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I know I look like a real jerk laughing so hard at my brother hurting himself in a giant box, but it really was that funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-5504614193263433739?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/5504614193263433739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=5504614193263433739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/5504614193263433739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/5504614193263433739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/03/brother-back-flip.html' title='Brother Back flip'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-233995026699571684</id><published>2008-03-26T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T12:53:14.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Box&apos;s Box&apos;s every were'/><title type='text'>Front Flip gone all screwy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p4EEEPi8NfY&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p4EEEPi8NfY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya... Words fail me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-233995026699571684?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/233995026699571684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=233995026699571684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/233995026699571684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/233995026699571684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/03/ya.html' title='Front Flip gone all screwy'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-7396008884622177246</id><published>2008-01-29T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T18:05:05.510-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'>New News (say that 10 times fast)</title><content type='html'>Ok I have now began posting my stories. I have been righting stories every since I was 10. The first few stories are going to be the first ones I wrote. The first of these is THE DRUID so there might be a few grammar and spelling mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. These chapters are pretty short.&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. I also was highly inspired by several things so if you find something in one of the stories that look familiar from a video game or a movie or something then don't be surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok sorry about the long wait but with the begginning of summer lots of stuff happened. However today I am doing a small explosion of videos stories and adding a new part of STUFF called pictures. Enjoy and have a great summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok good news I have recently found out how to add games you will find them at the top of the page what ever page that might be I dont really know how to add them to posts however I think I have a idea. My first game is one of my favorites Staggy The Boyscout Slayer 2. I am adding some others ass I type in this message.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-7396008884622177246?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/7396008884622177246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=7396008884622177246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/7396008884622177246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/7396008884622177246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/01/youtube.html' title='New News (say that 10 times fast)'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-6412846669122199790</id><published>2008-01-27T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T21:38:59.723-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>ITS PENUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CGqsDquFmpA"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CGqsDquFmpA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;ITS PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-6412846669122199790?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/6412846669122199790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=6412846669122199790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/6412846669122199790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/6412846669122199790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-penut-butter-jelly-time.html' title='ITS PENUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-1208201844731068271</id><published>2008-01-17T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T13:07:03.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Somorsault</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e746e99ee62ef826" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De746e99ee62ef826%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333122752%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D143C52DB5A54459E2FED07D6EDA1429F877CDBA.17B5E290C923664B14E8E844B2A55929AF115748%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De746e99ee62ef826%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0UDGoSnHr2q2OkF5Y7xSfXmFZTo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De746e99ee62ef826%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333122752%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D143C52DB5A54459E2FED07D6EDA1429F877CDBA.17B5E290C923664B14E8E844B2A55929AF115748%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De746e99ee62ef826%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0UDGoSnHr2q2OkF5Y7xSfXmFZTo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my brother wondered if it would be possible to do a duo somersault.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-1208201844731068271?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e746e99ee62ef826&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/1208201844731068271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=1208201844731068271' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/1208201844731068271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/1208201844731068271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/01/somorsault.html' title='Somorsault'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-5890268505335314764</id><published>2008-01-16T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T13:07:24.473-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Dizzy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9LQ9pIborvI"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9LQ9pIborvI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-532a6627ce741bbd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D532a6627ce741bbd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333122752%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DDFB563DC028CC2AE45BBEEE4A01855B10CA244.2E698CA1C1F1BC5A00077E86C440BEFAA95A9FFE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D532a6627ce741bbd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5gEX1lhglYCMxg27-BWD3_35914&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D532a6627ce741bbd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333122752%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DDFB563DC028CC2AE45BBEEE4A01855B10CA244.2E698CA1C1F1BC5A00077E86C440BEFAA95A9FFE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D532a6627ce741bbd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5gEX1lhglYCMxg27-BWD3_35914&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8f92e16019b3d6c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D85914c27744d150a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333122752%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5146A6CE0C35DA95C96B3F0EBAB7BD00F7777DD6.47730555C6178864BBC394BC3819501D2D53EAC7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D85914c27744d150a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-n7S-ADhACUiM54zlsGdHuhHByA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D85914c27744d150a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333122752%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5146A6CE0C35DA95C96B3F0EBAB7BD00F7777DD6.47730555C6178864BBC394BC3819501D2D53EAC7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D85914c27744d150a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-n7S-ADhACUiM54zlsGdHuhHByA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are only four examples of when I was small and my mom and dad were not home and left me and my brother ALONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-5890268505335314764?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=532a6627ce741bbd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=85914c27744d150a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8f92e16019b3d6c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/5890268505335314764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=5890268505335314764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/5890268505335314764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/5890268505335314764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/01/these-are-only-four-examples-of-when-i.html' title='Dizzy'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-5981034098004925286</id><published>2008-01-01T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T13:08:32.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Ow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3NvmRTK6cp4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3NvmRTK6cp4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death by brother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/umSXn2gM_bo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/umSXn2gM_bo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time my spleen cushioned me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-5981034098004925286?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/5981034098004925286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=5981034098004925286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/5981034098004925286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/5981034098004925286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/01/ow.html' title='Ow!'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-5962250469488063264</id><published>2008-01-01T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T13:08:44.886-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Battle</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-669201f595af3915" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D669201f595af3915%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333122752%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D21EB6DF9AC46F3FFBB417795BD63B2F822A3DB26.52B5891B5EDD8BDE630C63291EA65B2CE7D910F3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D669201f595af3915%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWH_Svtq571kzK2SC2e_1mLZIwV8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was 8 and bored... This was the end product.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-5962250469488063264?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=669201f595af3915&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/5962250469488063264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=5962250469488063264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/5962250469488063264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/5962250469488063264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-was-8-and-bored.html' title='Battle'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-2127893605209512624</id><published>2008-01-01T21:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T13:09:05.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Tackle</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/di2S_fHDkuI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/di2S_fHDkuI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother is so mean... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8d1980734f0169d6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8d1980734f0169d6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333122752%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D850A8103ED10D828E5C2844CF4E28613BCC019B9.51189A9F4426174634D907D4CE0FDB05DC677B71%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8d1980734f0169d6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dqf2DsS5kEe8G0r328pp8xCyZj0k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES DOESN'T WORK TWICE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-2127893605209512624?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/2127893605209512624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=2127893605209512624' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/2127893605209512624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/2127893605209512624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/01/tackle.html' title='Tackle'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-830542157592144783</id><published>2008-01-01T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T13:09:17.082-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>The Horror The Horror!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-785fcea85bd3d92f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D785fcea85bd3d92f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333122752%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D264405681AEA11E071E96283117664EA1163E367.1454B55A96BBFFEA62E9C8253B128DE9958E5E9A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D785fcea85bd3d92f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DE3iyC66nvZLO9GQ-V-bjSakcHI0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D785fcea85bd3d92f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333122752%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D264405681AEA11E071E96283117664EA1163E367.1454B55A96BBFFEA62E9C8253B128DE9958E5E9A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D785fcea85bd3d92f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DE3iyC66nvZLO9GQ-V-bjSakcHI0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I was wondering what it would be like to be a head... It wasn't pretty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-830542157592144783?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=785fcea85bd3d92f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/830542157592144783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=830542157592144783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/830542157592144783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/830542157592144783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/01/horror-horror.html' title='The Horror The Horror!!'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289083492368299945.post-2083864223733001316</id><published>2008-01-01T18:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:51:56.288-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'>My New Super Cool Blog</title><content type='html'>Hello my MINIONS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Garik. 12 years old soon to be thirteen. I decided since my dad knows a little bit about internet marketing and also that I get bored easily why not try to make some money and enjoy my self while at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this Blog you will find Awesome Videos Cool Pictures AMAZING STORIES written by me and edited by well ME! All those things and even a link that teleport  SOLID GOLD BARS IN YOUR LAP!!! (I do not take credit for broken leg bones).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJQCRYZZ0Xw/R3r8VuWhmdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Cr5fpcanNG0/s1600-h/I+am+a+bad+ass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJQCRYZZ0Xw/R3r8VuWhmdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Cr5fpcanNG0/s320/I+am+a+bad+ass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150706574001543634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garik&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289083492368299945-2083864223733001316?l=attackofthevideo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/feeds/2083864223733001316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289083492368299945&amp;postID=2083864223733001316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/2083864223733001316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289083492368299945/posts/default/2083864223733001316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofthevideo.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-new-super-cool-blog.html' title='My New Super Cool Blog'/><author><name>Garik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687713690116179754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJQCRYZZ0Xw/R3r8VuWhmdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Cr5fpcanNG0/s72-c/I+am+a+bad+ass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
