THE MEMORY OF THE BLUE EYED MATADOR
Remember in the episode 'Sting Operation' I had accidentally taken some of Rico's memories? They're all utterly horrible, and not very advisable to tell except for one thought.
It was actually a memory of Rico's adventures before he meets the team. And I am going to reveal it to you, with his permission of course.
Rico just woke up in the middle of the night to find himself lying on a side of a dusty street. From the looks of the place, it must be night time Spain, Mexico au Portugal. His head throbbed from the hangover because of some exotic booze. Everywhere its dark, the houses all closed and shut, even the stars seemed to hide. He began to waddle to tafuta for a zaidi appropriate spot to rest. He saw a huge light several paces away, but he couldn't make what it was since he seemed to be half asleep. He went to it and just kept moving towards it. He was blinded kwa the light, so he shut them for a moment and when he opened them, his mind froze.
He was in a huge arena. There are humans everywhere, and all cheered and hooted. Shouts of bets in foreign language can be heard, laughter and the word 'Toro!' filled the air. But Rico's gaze focused on the animal that stood several yards from him; an angry, a black red eyed bull, probably one of the biggest he had ever seen,impatiently swinging his head and clawing the ground with its hooves.
'What the hell? Am I dreaming?' he thought and slapped himself. 'No, that hurt.' He looked behind him for the way he had come, but all there was now is a closed thick wooden door, with a loc. "What the f--- is happening?" He surveyed the arena, no exits. He contemplated of just breaking the door with a chainsaw. He gazed at the crowd, at the ng'ombe then he understood. His scar curled as he smiled. 'Bring it on.'
The ng'ombe lunged mbele to him. He evaded the attack of its horns kwa a quick movement to the left, and another attack kwa a mwepesi, teleka songesha to the right. Then the ng'ombe managed to come too close to Rico and he jumped on his enemy's head, did a back flip and landed swiftly to the ground. "This is going to be easy!" he thought as he ran and took hold of the bull's tail. The ng'ombe gone berserk at this sudden touch and violently tried to shake him away. Rico continued to hold on, chuckling maniacally. The ng'ombe began to run fast around the arena, in effort to get him off but still no avail. Suddenly the ng'ombe pouned its tail on the wall, smashing Rico hard that he Lost his grip and fell to the ground. He became dizzy of the impact, his eyes unfocused. He looked up and saw the ng'ombe already running to kill him. Before he could even hack out his chainsaw au a bomb, a lasso took hold of the bull's neck, distracting the beast and stopping it from its tracks. The ng'ombe ran the other way, enraged kwa the rope. It was then Rico saw who threw the rope: a female penguin, with a chokoleti brown cowboy hat, a dhahabu scarf tied around her neck, a sword strapped to her waist and with eyes that looked like an ocean of blue. "Is that an angel?" Rico pondered to himself as the ng'ombe pulled the rope as it ran, the girl jumped and gracefully landed on the back of the bull. She took off her hat and whirled it in the air as the ng'ombe ran around the arena, making the crowd go crazy.
When they're a few yards away she jumped off the bull, and it ran to the center of the arena. The girl waddled to Rico, checking if he's alright, who still lay shocked of her sudden appearance, Rico's expression confirming that fact. She smiled and winked at Rico. She turned to the ng'ombe then from seemingly out of nowhere brought out a red cloth and struck her matador posse. The ng'ombe seem to hear the swishing of cloth and turned, its eyes intent on its opponent.
Well I hate to announce an anticlimax but that wss the end of the memory. The other half of the memory returned safely in Rico's brain. It frustrated and puzzled me too. so I asked Rico what happened next, what had become to the ng'ombe and the blue-eyed matador.
He stared at me for a couple of seconds, his face blank. Then a small smile lit up his persona and he alisema "Untameable." And he walked away, without another hint.
If he referred to the ng'ombe au the girl of being untameable, you'll be the judge.
END ----signed Future Lt. Kowalski
Remember in the episode 'Sting Operation' I had accidentally taken some of Rico's memories? They're all utterly horrible, and not very advisable to tell except for one thought.
It was actually a memory of Rico's adventures before he meets the team. And I am going to reveal it to you, with his permission of course.
Rico just woke up in the middle of the night to find himself lying on a side of a dusty street. From the looks of the place, it must be night time Spain, Mexico au Portugal. His head throbbed from the hangover because of some exotic booze. Everywhere its dark, the houses all closed and shut, even the stars seemed to hide. He began to waddle to tafuta for a zaidi appropriate spot to rest. He saw a huge light several paces away, but he couldn't make what it was since he seemed to be half asleep. He went to it and just kept moving towards it. He was blinded kwa the light, so he shut them for a moment and when he opened them, his mind froze.
He was in a huge arena. There are humans everywhere, and all cheered and hooted. Shouts of bets in foreign language can be heard, laughter and the word 'Toro!' filled the air. But Rico's gaze focused on the animal that stood several yards from him; an angry, a black red eyed bull, probably one of the biggest he had ever seen,impatiently swinging his head and clawing the ground with its hooves.
'What the hell? Am I dreaming?' he thought and slapped himself. 'No, that hurt.' He looked behind him for the way he had come, but all there was now is a closed thick wooden door, with a loc. "What the f--- is happening?" He surveyed the arena, no exits. He contemplated of just breaking the door with a chainsaw. He gazed at the crowd, at the ng'ombe then he understood. His scar curled as he smiled. 'Bring it on.'
The ng'ombe lunged mbele to him. He evaded the attack of its horns kwa a quick movement to the left, and another attack kwa a mwepesi, teleka songesha to the right. Then the ng'ombe managed to come too close to Rico and he jumped on his enemy's head, did a back flip and landed swiftly to the ground. "This is going to be easy!" he thought as he ran and took hold of the bull's tail. The ng'ombe gone berserk at this sudden touch and violently tried to shake him away. Rico continued to hold on, chuckling maniacally. The ng'ombe began to run fast around the arena, in effort to get him off but still no avail. Suddenly the ng'ombe pouned its tail on the wall, smashing Rico hard that he Lost his grip and fell to the ground. He became dizzy of the impact, his eyes unfocused. He looked up and saw the ng'ombe already running to kill him. Before he could even hack out his chainsaw au a bomb, a lasso took hold of the bull's neck, distracting the beast and stopping it from its tracks. The ng'ombe ran the other way, enraged kwa the rope. It was then Rico saw who threw the rope: a female penguin, with a chokoleti brown cowboy hat, a dhahabu scarf tied around her neck, a sword strapped to her waist and with eyes that looked like an ocean of blue. "Is that an angel?" Rico pondered to himself as the ng'ombe pulled the rope as it ran, the girl jumped and gracefully landed on the back of the bull. She took off her hat and whirled it in the air as the ng'ombe ran around the arena, making the crowd go crazy.
When they're a few yards away she jumped off the bull, and it ran to the center of the arena. The girl waddled to Rico, checking if he's alright, who still lay shocked of her sudden appearance, Rico's expression confirming that fact. She smiled and winked at Rico. She turned to the ng'ombe then from seemingly out of nowhere brought out a red cloth and struck her matador posse. The ng'ombe seem to hear the swishing of cloth and turned, its eyes intent on its opponent.
Well I hate to announce an anticlimax but that wss the end of the memory. The other half of the memory returned safely in Rico's brain. It frustrated and puzzled me too. so I asked Rico what happened next, what had become to the ng'ombe and the blue-eyed matador.
He stared at me for a couple of seconds, his face blank. Then a small smile lit up his persona and he alisema "Untameable." And he walked away, without another hint.
If he referred to the ng'ombe au the girl of being untameable, you'll be the judge.
END ----signed Future Lt. Kowalski
