Anti gravity...

- Never Stop Dreaming -

So I am obsessed with 3A toys and most updates are on them...? Quite true but this one is on me...

Having given chances and chances to myself telling myself to go on, I have finally reached the end. The end because I chose the end myself for there was no more reason to carry on.

With knowledge, determination and lotsa guts, I knew that limitations on my work VISA here in Japan will be over soon. And then I will finally fulfill my own prophecy and complete my own oracle. I chose my dream, I walked my own path and so I will be the one writing my own adventure.

I was here slogging my sorry ass off and not only were my efforts not recognized, I had to take orders from idiots and live in constant fear because the environment was like North Korea, deserters will be shot. The one supposedly to be the appointed superior was always watching the troops in secret and sending top secret mails to all the other officials detailing the flaws of each troop in his unit. There was zero moral and absolutely no motivation to fight or carry on. The pay wasnt all that fantastic as well so in the end, I chose to give up in such a lousy environment as well. I shall take my chances out there because at least my efforts will be recognized someday. At the end of the day, I was even told that whether I would be able to continue my contract would be dependent on how idiots evaluate me.

As soon as the news of my leaving reached his sorry ears, only then did he realized my potential and impact. Instead I was offered to pursue for another year but really no thanks, I get to keep my arrogant pride this time than to work with a bunch of idiots.
Sometimes in life, second chances just doesnt count so I am outta here. Imagine amateur doctors killing patients if surgery is fucked up, economists screwing up the country's financial status if they fucked up, ministers fucking up government cabinets...so by my own conscience, for the low pay, for the shitty amount of work and for the redundant amount of effort I put in, I get nothing in the end.

As soon as I got my wings of freedom, going to work each day is no longer a hassle. I was literally "UNTOUCHABLE", walking with anti gravity energy! He just gives me that really disgusting smile and I just pretend that I noticed. But in the meantime before I expire...I am determined to milk as much as I can, willingly sacrificing my energy, youth and time so that I can tide the risk next year which I will have a hell lot of opportunities coming.

Oh...the my oracle will be complete in a series of binaries less the ZEROs.

Ciao for now...

The Sacred JDF Armstrong

- Never Stop Dreaming -

A while ago, I was whining and throwing my fiery tantrums while struggling to carry out my daily duties at work. All because I wasnt able to get something I wanted, something SHE wanted. A brutal 1 minute online sale for a 1/12 scale robot and after that, just emotions rising and many like myself plagued with not the best internet connection or the fastest fingers cursing and swearing.

Yeah...the one and only toy company in the world that loves seeing hardcore fans cry and fight over emotional sale, 3A.

I could clearly understand the company's perspective since every single of these robots sold would also sent every single cent received to aid the Japanese Earthquake recovery. The more they sell, the more losses they will incur which clearly explains the 1 minute emo sale.

I admit I was late into the "plastic-snorting-cartel" missing out on the membership this year but still I did manage to snag a bunch of stuffs officially from that sacred online store. Excluding those that I had obtained thru black market channels, my 1st official product was due to arrive sometime in August so really the toys wouldnt have come any earlier.

But then...

a couple of mysterious "Failed delivery" notes were left in my snail mail box while I was at work. She, had gotten hold of them and I was told that they were..."from overseas". Ok I am skeptical and I really dont like mysterious parcels from mysterious people. And the last thing I want is to have a new face, new set of hands or an early reincarnation. Though the parcel or parcels might have eluded security checks and were already in the Japanese delivery channel...I wasnt leaving anything to chances because I knew for sure that I hadnt ordered anything recently.

My frown disappeared in an instance once I got hold of the actual delivery note.

The emo sale that I had missed out earlier...turns out that 3A sent every single Japanese customer who had ordered prior to the earthquake, this particular emo robot for absolutely zero yen, dollar, pound, yes totally FREE!

Dont ask me how, why or what the hell that I got 3 of these for free. 1 for me and my brother in Singapore and the last one, well...taken!


"Yep 3 FREAKING Armstrongs!"

So really I take this very opportunity to convey my deepest gratitude and thanks to 3A, the greatest toy company in the world and I am proud to let them rob my yen time and again because no other toy company will listen to the customers and make what they want, let them decide the color, story, etc. and sell prototypes, pictures, ideas, art, concept or nothing before the actual product is made.

And to answer to this great calling, the Japanese faction, the Japanese JDF Legion gathered around 20 odd members who received this sacred treasure for a night of men, grown men, toys, little food, little drinks and more amazing toys and party all in the name of charity. In return, the mighty but small JDF legion customized some gifts and sent them back to the 3A headquarters in Hong Kong.

Of course I was proud to be the only foreigner to travel from my mountain hide out crash the party in the heart of Tokyo with my customized 1/12 scale World War Robot (WWR) JDF Armstrong, The Scared One. The idea was mine but she made the headband and wrote the words. Enjoy...