Fun with Google Translate~

[Blake Mcdermott]

The rules are simple~ Simply get a post on this forum, dump it into Google Translate, translate it into Japanese (or your language of choice), translate it back to English, and post the trainwreck here for all to see!

Don't forget to link to the original post~

And I'll kick off with Bedwyr's bad end (I translated this one twice, though; the first time wasn't nearly as hilariously butchered)~

Bad Exit: Bedwyr # 1: bread suddenly ...

He was preceded by foot pain and he heard a tearing sound boring. Moment, he accidentally blindly, of course, his backhand blade pain so please press it? As he is usually never seen a normal mind frame and would not waste movement. It takes a long time, something like the cold very long time, the prisoner's soul, he felt.

He was on his way to something like a rose. Is he fast enough to move? At least he is finally in my swing something along the lines of sublime fantasy was doing nothing useful has no ride. Desperate ...

What is he? If he continues chasing the master of his death is sure. He could not escape. Drop shoulder press, press poured his blood on his shoulders, he taunted the shadows.

"What are you runnin M'affraid are good friends, I do not love," he said.

Reserves the right to shadow.

I must ... I believe her.

Execution, he will be killed immediately. His only chance my husband about how he had to get it expecting to be able to manage themselves now to reduce this load.

The knife, he left to limit the movement of the shade to express, he was still a bad shoulder. Quite close, but it had to drag his right leg to be done to slow down yet!

The strike, shadow, the second did not last long. Technology, gave his sword through the air fine.
Out of reach for the sword Burokuauto alone in the dark. The Curse of the leg! I can not reach him!

They are, he looked back up at this time water was given his uneven efforts laugh in a hurry, he slashes his arm, he broke the metal armor plate on the existing bad burned. He tripped on a left Achilles tendon was cut at the knee.

The retreat itself is dark as he struggled to stand. Pain crossed my mind, make sure that his pain and fear. He probably could not beat this creature!

"Ahahahaha is ah Ah Ha, m'boy, this exchange does not seem to ta?"

Avoid contact with the ground long Spatharius he gave for his help and his feet unsteady rise; lecturer he was alive all weapons need to be flayed Please check. Thought he was straight, now, heh ... that came out of his mouth suddenly come to mind with blood.

I do this, or honor? Instead of shade did not touch him, followed by a laugh from the nonsense.

Instructions, he takes the legs can not go to the factory, he succeeded. He moves the blood, has a lot of blood pooled.

Pain, a knife in the chest. His death, I felt a twisting pain of death.

However, the move was in the shade. No knife had come. But he twisted it, fear and pain is felt drained of his blood bubble.

He was not dead, he could not get a knife. She had. The two red rubies fell to the ground.

Failed.

Alone. Kingless. Conductor. Hopeless.

Armor, as the last breath that gave, his right knee when he was little bigger than a gray, cloth disappeared leaving only been connected to the ground rumble crash ripped a more natural red. Surcoat also disappeared.

Again, he tried to rise. Spatharius ... he can not manage to shift the blade.

But the shadows still is within reach, and laughed.

And he waved his hand.

It was a final effort to overcome was the end of the left foot and right foot on uneven ground after that last swing.

The resistance did not affect the meat. Perhaps I had a shadow. His vision is still blurry presence Spatharius he can not maintain that it disappeared from his hands.

He could not kneel down to how to maintain, collapsed in his blood. Now I ran freely from his mouth. Well, even corks. When .. I can yet. Followers of his good sword in hand, faithful to find the sword now long gone and caught blindly forward. It failed before him, but now it has failed. No weapon was broken in his hand, he was broken.

Kuni Kon motionless, his eyes tell us. Master ... I think it was more what he has. He failed and killed her. It is the wish he had gone over this world.
He desperately again, the second star, look no longer be seen, towards the rear. His body is the same force had been moved by it was surprisingly easy. Finally he was the star opened his eyes. Instead, only the face is darker than I expected I please see your mouse cursor over him his availability.

You look like my friend to say that the sound seems to be a miracle can not occur unless there is something in your blood and air that is filling your lungs. Now, usually this is fairly rapidly be fatal, but I suspect that might be Teru Kano saying? We must open directly to the respiratory passages that can help it!

Cold Steel is the words that spilled the blood of the faithful dark meat meets his throat, he felt the final rush of air. But there were words.

Also considered.

Knight's body is destroyed, as the film, far away, his face showing regret. valliance died before his body is shot down many of his blades.

It makes no sense. Only he, his blood was flowing out of the blade has never received his master, had collapsed. Too many mistakes.

Failed. The last thought fog has is his body broke disappeared from this world.

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[Bedwyr]

[]Since I am a narcissist, this will be one of my own posts... I found it rather hilarious. Its the first reply of Bedwyr in On Patrol, if you want to compare it to the real thing.[]

She really was not that bad at. He should really expect much, much better horses were trained before moving him to pick up the necessary changes to control her.

He is as if he had taught her, so she taught, maybe it was. He needed not to ever need a lesson from him she did not.

He is a fierce-looking smile in the feast, but perhaps he can make. She once was enjoying life as he can hope that she was not. If you can help him again, he could fix it.

But how was he acting like that, no matter she was not. In any case, it was a start. And she, he or she is connected to the same entity are treated as if they were. As well as close to it becomes possible, at least.

Riding on her back!

The only real problem she had, but was not accessing the full potential instead of a noble, was understood, "please see, it will get used to it! So difficult is not. " It was her first time riding it, or that he was kind, she had no experience.

She did weird things with her arms and struggling. It also can be expected to change such practices were changing. Normally, she would now use them directly, they were free. And she could not be used to obviously.

She clenching her side them, but it has begun dosing them with fists, did not happen a long time. She is also a distraction ... that his armor, it is pulled tight. Slightly decreased the processing of her skills, she is way to control it well, it was still noticeable.

She was nervous ... and he without a link, could feel it. Concern. Concern. Scary. Million others.

And then, immediately had his sword was a primal yell back. Amaranta in front of him but it was, at best it is to draw from his side will be difficult. Amaranta had to stop the vehicle

The presence of a single decoration in mind. Presence of another like him. Servant. Another? What chance is this?

But it was familiar. His mind races. Fear, fear, such as the night before! If it is not shaking his set, he may have smiled on that aura. Had been suspended already in his mental processes, he heard a little Amaranta command.

"Competitors will let him to die!"

Command did all he needs! Especially if asked to do so he would not let the innocent die again! He already knows what this guy was -

Amaranta Why was riding toward the screaming mount?

She was doing?

Surrounded by the creature toward the shadows. For Satan, Matthew, please remember correctly him. Full speed. If he did not interfere, it will do?

I was surprised and his bad arm Amaranta is passed, the motion was not a quick twist of the hips and legs, and he was scraping against the cement shower of sparks fell on top of the mount on his feet , rent gouged into the concrete as the metal of his armor.

He let the ground or by contacting a real beast, but it is also the history again, as a vehicle exceeds any speed has been designed for Amaranta had been careful in the fall. His goal is to put yourself between the shade and his target instead to strike a shade longer. He would do serious damage to it to be passed by, he immediately pressed him for a while, the truth of his horse, and regretted that it did not.

But he now had to take full advantage of the situation! Rub down the leg in the shower as he finished the ground, sparks, and his face was drawn shade and the blades already brought their own horses hundred and eighty degree turn completely from scratch to their bodies, in a way.

Thankfully dumb devil, Bedwyr saw the future at least somewhat isolated enough to take advantage of the obstruction. Then again, this is, you can go fast. It is also his legs, was slow even when not injured, had beat him along the roof.

The distrust Bedwyr lull second this slight is because it was sitting between the target and his shadow, one foot, good hand he has a scooter from the ground is slightly less a sword, usually , know more than anything to fit in the sheath at his side. And just when he stood a little apart, a creature of the dark master, I noticed a cloud optical distortion. Considerable distance away, he did not expect to be embroiled in a war like this clarified.

Not many would.

Amaranta and Matthew, at least in my behind ... whether he is trusted to protect their master? He was decent enough, good looks were deceiving. However, he did not have many others can. She really meant to rescue her if he is, he needed to please refer to safety.

Now, he is the shadow on the wall.

"Master, please do not hesitate to use the seal if necessary commands. But do not worry, the shade" His voice was tired. "He could not pass me! Please delete or get a master's degree in a safe place. The choice is yours!"It was under his voice as if he knows what was coming next mount rumbled.

Once the damage to her, the demon king and his bloodprice have to pay.

"Last time, the shadows, you have fought me in my worst. Now you have to do is why I am Rider!"

Shouted the last words, the iron horse under him, breaking all laws must be held it together over all the possibilities it could have reached it. This is the only metal parts and more,

It was his vision.

He has been stable for the whole world. And this will quickly learn.

[]Apparently Google translate supports Embed or something.[]

[Alex McCeol]

Six Cup second day of the war, already in 5:30

Alex was exhausted.

She arrived last night at 10, flew from Lucca detour to Ireland to pick up her package. She then, she was affiliated with the iTunes Music Store was a man suspected of spying for his father from the time spent preparing for a room that was reserved for her. She was held until she was sleeping in this ceremony here was going to flight.

She is the "Holy Grail War" of "servant" signs need to pull out the summons, and was crouched on the floor of wood in the middle of the room she was staying. Her book, along with the spell for it was next to her family bibliographic and opened her copy of the mark. Single room light bulb, make sure that you are coming from a window screen as the water bath to leave a very small light leaks out of the lamp followed by other cities.

"It had better be worth. It was worth all of this is good." Once she signs for the ceremony, she is my considered vulgar. The yen was made from cow's blood purchased from Montesankuiriko shop that specializes in repairing old paintings. Alex and I found that bad, she is estimated to use their blood beat in a little cow.

Alex, but her size two, and dirty pants and a red cloth on it Sasareta sleeveless wifebeater wearing small, was wearing a nightgown, her face it seemed to be more at home on The taxi driver's head was pointed out that low-brimmed cap on top of 19-year-old girl. Her face was half of a permanent frown on her eyes are sunken from lack of rest. Bare feet touched the cold wooden floor of the old buildings to keep your toes warm and bustling.

And look back on her bed, rubbed her bare arms, Alex, looked over the three items on it. Unopened suitcases, her guitar great package, a long black wooden box with red ribbon closed tyed. Immediately note which had been thrown on the floor and read, had been attached. Alex is now walking towards the package and nodded before opening it.

Blade was an antique red velvet pillow in the package. It is easy Gradius bronze steel, highly polished handle. Often sorely blade, it was also used in the battle fought many times it is one, Alex's is the untrained eye, it was obvious. Large scratches, which can affect users, as if it had been blocked the blade with a hard metal deep scars, and ran down the blade at an angle. Alex takes a blades inside the box because it's resting place, she felt a shiver down my spine. She could feel the bite of the question and the history of this blade is actually that appeared in the back of her mind of things to come, as many said, she thought.

Shook her head, Alex, put a sword in a circle. The location was perfect conduit sigils. I need a subpoena was prana. Alex is in need of salvation for all she felt was a tingling feeling in the ear. "I have something wrong. I can not place it can not, something is wrong." She's a breath as you do, before releasing all air from the lungs of her I thought.

"Wait a minute ... since when I have the information ... you can see their breath?" Ancient light bulbs explode from the heat of the coil inward suddenly cold snap of the room thinking the same way with her was catching up. Alex, she noticed that something was really wrong was the first thing to think about. Now, suddenly squint in a dark room, she began to read a spell.

[] The theme music scene []

"You, oh silver first foundation stone of the contract there iron Kure, O Hiroshi Hiroshi." She began rising on her neck bristle as the room gets cold, began. Bloodred magic sword in it seemed to turn, while, in fact some of the design is to show the power flow from the caller called, began to glow blue. "Wonderful," Alex, it's not a good sign, she was told to expect continued to run as a spell, I thought.

Some sort of mysterious creatures are also out of the bathroom faucet, through the crack in the ceiling, windows defusing, way below the thin door, Alex looked like a room pouring ΩMashi or. Slimed their way to the apartment and this blur, as they were also called by some unknown force. The shadow of some of these groups, to form a larger, more corperal form was attached to each other. She knew it was her best chance, spell the first word of mouth is formed in front of Alex. But as she did so, she also pulled Plan A

"We are descending like the walls and ..."

She put the little people from the folds of her dress at all times, pull the arm of a fatal fire, fired a shot Alex in the shadow approaching. Spear made of 0.357 SIG round bullet, sent a 125 grain 1357 feet per second or faster. Bullet, sent a fly to catch a shadow had just stuck it spilled over the walls like a ghost goo black blood. Alex, almost before catching himself, smirked the spell of her satisfaction with the beast I went too close shot fired.

"Shut down. Shuts down. Shuts down. Shuts down. Shuts down. Repeat for each complete five ..."

Alex shadowbeasts is being ventilated by the secular arms unphased, home exchange, knew that she was troubled. On the floor, brightness and strength substantially in some odd reason, except they had increased around a circle away, was covered in small form. Alex, please press it. "They must be sensitive to magic. But I have this ritual. Shit while I continue to use all of can not spell."

"Thou shalt not mind this, because if you follow this you will answer the call of the Holy Grail submittest if thou ..."

Alex shadowbeasts were surrounded from all sides. The only thing keeping them back a star now seemed that the yen was burning like a blue and red. Alex was getting dizzy from all of your use of this Prana. "I can not die here. I come here when you're not." Alex cried in defiance of what fate had in effect provided for her, and continued reading.

"I'm here in my vows.
I'm that virtue is to become heaven for all!
I am an evil that has covered all of Hades! "

These words seemed to have passed the threshold. Blue flame of the circle, the one that flew into the room, taken outside the ring of fire to send concussive force of the explosion blew out the windows fixed beds showed almost no furniture and sent is bolted to the floor behind the wall of Alex's. The music store gave the following views to create some big holes in the floor, some of the causes of the explosive impact sideeffect was small. Lifted him to the position she is sitting, Alex was inspired by the book fell into her stomach and her guitar on her side, and set a tone Mishimishi. She looked up, what a small explosion, which had taken 10 of these creatures without the larger, still towards her and saw that remain. In almost a whisper, she finished the spell.

Dressed in a word trinity "You are seven heavens,
Come ring in the past at your disposal, to protect the balance of your hands. "

Flames, they were based on signs disappeared.

[Sigurd Fafnesbane]

Give credit to my husband, she took it very well. She did not even flinch wince, she did not bring out the faint cry again. Saber is the way she is just as clomped stairs, remained silent. He then set his master on his shoulders, she said. "You are suddenly very rough." Saber or slight hint of criticism was recognized by her voice? Perhaps. But he was not after her approval. Most were the result of something else - he was after the World Cup. He gave instructions and seal of approval.

"I am your enemy, you are telling this with contempt and violence, I do not think your husband. ... You can go to friends." Slight bump or shake. Certainly makes sense ... why?

"It might be nice if you can say your name and your desire for me." When pressed again to seal the shadow of his master's command. He had kept her silent. "Who are you, Sabre?"

As the servant reached the top of the stairs, and he ducks under the care or Gusano, pushed open the door. There, he hybrid, rather than what was faced with a large dog. Born in the guest bar is usually an animal like a horrible nightmare, that was weird ... quiet? Does this prostrate itself, appeared to be either ignorant or both servant and master ... focused on trophy hunt, too, remains in the game, then again, You may have just licked it.

Malicious smirk across Saber's face under his helmet flitted. He was just warming up needed. However, the seal is still little bit slower than usual, and he was pressing. He sighed. He can wait to explain things to her was about ...

"They called me to Sigurd." He his arms behind him, dragging it screaming like a sword tore groove wood floor wax for me to kill the beast . Guest bar, slowly tapping the servant of the doubt, turned away as though aware of the impending doom from the diet.

"Sigurd Fafnesbane." His standards, at least - he shook it in the full light monster, has raised a fist. Creature as it is flown to the crash tiled kitchen, wooden wall to break, more miserable howling furiously. Snarling fiercely, a creature of gout fire loses black hole surrounded.

It was in nothing more than perfunctory exercise, Sabre shunt it aside, it swept the rush of flames in front of gout, to grasp the side of his cloak. He has taken care to protect the armor behind his master's degree, careless walking toward the beast, began its hostile fire burning. "This," he raised the weapon, said, "and until it fully appropriate to insist on his warrior Odin Branstock off the tree, given by my father called Balmung g is . "He cut the air with fire burning in the presence emphatically swept out by the sword above.

"I killed the dragon Fafner, and he claims to treasure." Sigurd g holds a lighter side, broke into a dash light. It was born back in the spray bar guests from around the bonfires and bouncing off the armor of gout every servant in vain. Seeing the futility of the act to accelerate the prana throughout the form, barked. The cold wind, it has grown. The longer it is jaw hunched over canines that evil growth. However, before completing its transformation from a single stroke gram, its head from its body split. A collapse in a heap of animal bones and flesh and shadow, the Sigurd feel faint disgust, and the blood of animals, care, inspected the program. He wiped the blade furry creatures.

"Later, his body desecrated. Swan shed his blood and eat his heart." Sigurd is boot up your feet, stomped on the corpse, not twice, three times ... corpse had been added only when Sigurd broke from across the slurry wall to dust.

Violation, animals and look away from the devastation Cup, Sigurd went to the floor g balance. "I called Sigurd AM Fafnesbane the war ... And I hope ...? All ... to become the dragon throne, conquering even" hero 1

Still sitting on his shoulders, and head toward his master, he asked, "What do you do, the master what are called you, what you wish for?"