Faith

Monday, December 19, 2011

Real Masterpiece RM-1031 Leon 1/6 Scale Figure (Leon The Professional)

















The Movie "Leon" (also known as "The Professional" and "Leon: The Professional") is a 1994 thriller film written and directed by French director Luc Besson, with Jean Reno as a professional hitman. This movie is still favorable to all of the cult film fans and ENTERBAY is excited to present this Real Masterpiece with the incredible likeness of Jean Reno as Leon. 


This Léon figure includes: 


An incredible likeness head sculpture of Jean Reno as Léon 
6 guns including: a Ruger SP101, a Beretta 92FS, a Smith & Wesson Model 586, a Smith & Wesson Model 41 and Springfield M1911-AS SASS 
Six grenades 
A clamps/pincers 
A folding dagger 
A RM4 ABS action body with more than 30 points of articulation 
10 pieces of interchangeable hands 
A brown pleather worker vest for holding weapons and tools 
A grey woolly beanie hat 
A dark grey long felt coat 
A black longsleeve t-shirt 
A white longsleeve t-shirt 
A pair of black trousers 
A pair of round glasses 
A houseplant 
A milk carton 
A milk glass 
A pleather suitcase 
A FS-201 Figure stand

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Loveless By Final Fantasy : Crisis Core


{ Prologue } (Interpreted)
When the war of the beasts brings about the world's end
The goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting
Act I (Interpreted)
The infinite mystery
The gift of the goddess is what the three men seek
We are disquieted by our actions
But their fates are scattered by war
One becomes a hero, one wanders the land
And the last is taken prisoner
But the three are still bound by a solemn oath
To seek the answer together, once again
Act II (Interpreted)
Though the prisoner escapes, he is gravely wounded
His life is saved, however
By a woman of the opposing nation
He begins a life of seclusion with her
Which seems to hold the promise of eternal bliss
But as happiness grows, so does guilt
Of not fulfilling the oath to his friends
Act III (Interpreted)
As the war sends the world hurtling towards destruction
The prisoner departs from his newfound love
And embarks on a new journey
He is guided by hope that the gift will bring bliss
And the oath he swore to his friends
Though no oath is shared between the lovers
In their hearts they know they will meet again
Act IV (Interpreted)
The prisoner meets the friend who wandered. The wanderer is dying and the world is ending. He is furious that the prisoner gave up on their quest to pursue love while he remains loveless. The wanderer knows that in order to end it one of them must die. And so he initiates a fight to the death. The prisoner is unable to kill his old friend, and allows himself to be killed.
Act V (Interpreted)
The prisoner's sacrifice was the gift of the goddess, and its realization saved the world. The prisoner never returned to his lover, rendering her LOVELESS, the namesake of the poem. She was not alone however for her lover died and saved the world, and she would have him as long as she lived in the world. And so the prisoner's sacrifice saved the world and his love.

Loveless Poem By Final Fantasy : Crisis Core







Prologue
when the war of the beasts brings about the world’s end
the goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar
she guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting.


Act I
Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess
We seek it thus, and take it to the sky
Ripples form on the water’s surface
The wandering soul knows no rest.

Act II
There is no hate, Only joy
For you are beloved by the goddess
Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds
Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul
Pride is lost
Wings stripped away, the end is nigh.

Act III
MY friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a sombre morrow
No matter where the winds may blow
my friend, your desire
is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
nothing shall forestall my return.

Act IV
My friend, the fates are cruel
There are no dreams, no honour remains
The arrow has left the bow of the goddess
My soul, corrupted by vengeance
Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey
In my own salvation
And your eternal slumber
Legend shall speak
Of sacrifice at world’s end
The wind sails over the water’s surface
Quietly, but surely.



Act V
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
nothing shall forestall my return
to become the dew that quenches the land
to spare the sands, the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifices