#Rambo First Blood

[rambosgirl]

Sheriff's Daughter Pt.2

If you haven't read part 1, it's right here

The pair had been walking for some time, eventually making it to the main road that lead into town, talking and learning about each other as they went.

Rambo learned that you lived with your parents in the town they were walking to, called Hope, and you frequently visited the less fortunate where they just were. He thought that was sweet.

You learned that the man beside you wasn't the most talkative person, but he did tell you a bit about himself when you asked. His name was John, John Rambo, a war veteran from Vietnam. He was here to try and meet up with a fellow soldier, Delmar he said, but it turned out he had passed away from cancer.

You had already known that from helping his wife, you just didn't know he was so close to him.

"I'm so sorry to hear that John." Your heart sank for him.

"Thank you, I just don't know where to go next."

"You can stay in Hope, I can help you," you started, "If I told my father about you I'm sure he'd help you too." You spoke enthusiastically, something John thought to be cute, but more realistically, it was probably just wishful thinking.

"Your enthusiasm is...refreshing," he started, "but not everyone is as kind as you are."

The two of you continued walking in silence for a while. It wasn't awkward like one would think. It was actually quite peaceful. You were able to walk in the company of one another while taking in the late autumn beauty that surrounded you, the occasional car passing you by. After more time had passed, you broke the silence.

"Hey John?"

"Yeah," came his reply.

"I have to turn soon to get home, kind of a back way into the neighborhood..." you paused, "I have to take care of my horse, but I'm going into town after, so maybe I'll see you there?" The truth was, you really wanted to see him again, you just didn't want to say it out loud.

John seemed to like that idea, or so you thought. He was a little harder to read to you, so you weren't sure.

The truth for him was, he really did like that idea, and he was about to bring it up. He didn't normally like spending time with others, but you? You made it easy.

"Yeah, I'll probably be getting some food if I can."

You assumed that was his way of inviting you to join him.

"That's a good thing you're hungry, I know the perfect place. I'll try to be quick so you don't get too bored," you said, giving him a bright smile.

"The perfect place, huh?" A small chuckle escaped him. "Yeah, I can do that."

You slowed your pace, eventually stopping so you could make your turn. You pointed ahead of you.

"See the bend in the road? Just beyond that is Hope. Just turn right. I'll meet you in front of the police station on the main road and then we can go eat together."

"Got it," he said, looking over at that bridge. He turned to look at you. "Thank you."

"It's my pleasure." You looked at him a moment longer before continuing. "I'll see you in a bit."

He nodded but kept his eyes on the road for a bit to make sure you were safe starting down your path before continuing on his own.

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You got home fairly quick, not wanting John to wait too long without you. As you passed the pasture in your backyard, you saw your buckskin gelding, Bullet, happily munching on the rest of his breakfast alfalfa.

"Did dad feed you this morning?" you asked him. He just kept eating in response.

When you walked into the house, you noticed your father had already left for work. You wanted to do something nice for him for feeding Bullet, so you went outside to your small fruit trees and grabbed the fruit to bring to the police station. You quickly changed into a warmer outfit, since it was getting colder than you thought and you wanted to take Bullet into town.

'If I take Bullet, I can get to the police station faster and meet John,' you thought as you made your way out of the house and headed to your small barn to grab your steed.

You and Bullet made it to the main street, the police station in sight. You tied his lead rope to a post nearby and walked in with the fruit basket, automatically hearing a chorus of greetings from the officers there. You knew all of them from visiting so often for your dad, and often some would flirt with you. You tried to ignore it most of the time since to you, the only genuinely nice officer was Mitch, a younger redhead deputy.

"Hey, where's my dad?" you asked a group of officers.

"He went out in his car a while ago. Should be back soon," Mitch said walking closer to you. You offered him a small smile before opening your mouth to respond.

"Oh alright. I'll just -- "

"What have you got there little lady?" You turned to see Arthur Galt there, trying to see in your basket.

"It's just fruit, Arthur", you started, looking at him sternly. "and it's for my dad."

You were starting to stress out a bit. John was probably out there waiting for you while you were inside. You had to hurry this up.

"Well, Dad could be a while so I'll just leave these here for him. And don't eat all of them before he gets here please?" You asked, looking at Arthur and Mitch before beginning your journey toward the front doors.

It turned out you didn't have to wait for your dad much longer, as you saw him walking up from outside. The only problem was that John was with him. In handcuffs.

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@akitasblogs @dumbasssimp Here it is! So sorry this took so long for part 2! My motivation is back so hopefully it stays long enough for me to get another part out soon

[geekynerfherder]

'Rambo: First Blood' by Jake Kontou.

Officially licensed 24" x 36" screen print, in a signed and numbered Regular 'Hunt' edition of 350 for £60; and a signed and numbered Variant 'War' edition of 250 for £65.

On sale Friday December 15 at 7pm UK through Apollo Gallery.

[generic-whumperz]

Rambo First Blood (1982)

(AKA one of my first whump awakenings)

Jail scene

[zombieoffender]

my two comfort characters; 80s Action hero from the hit 2019 game Plants vs Zombies: Battle for Neighborville, and Rambo from the hit 80s movie First Blood, doing a little bit of tomfoolery

[doctorbleed]

Ways the movie First Blood promotes positive, non-toxic masculinity:

Emotional openness: Rambo breaks down crying at the end of the movie due to his trauma. This isn't treated as a joke, and Rambo isn't humiliated or treated as less of a man for it. His emotions are understandable, validated and respected.

Conflict Resolution: By the end of the movie, rather than a massive gunfight, Rambo and his commander negotiate peace. The plot is resolved not by domination, but by cooperation.

Violence against police officers: A fun and productive activity Rambo engages in.

Machine Guns: Machine guns are cool and Rambo fires a big one at some point that has a totally badass bullet trail cuz its like spewing hundreds of rounds per second or something.

Abandoning modern society for life in the woods: As Ted Kaczynski outlined in his manifesto "Industrial Society and Its Future" the...

[histonics]

[sirmidezz]

Rambo headcanons

But it's just me projecting

-Knows cool tricks and loves to show them off.

-this man is only good for looks, other then that he has zero rizz.

-loves chocolate. Hates white chocolate.

-arguably doesn't drink. Occasionally he will go out with a trusted person and drink at least a beer and a half but other then that don't expect him to ask for some fancy stuff.

-knows how to waltz beautifully. (Careful when dancing with him you might fall in love 😍)

-will list in alphabetical order all the reasons not to date him.

-has so much love in his heart that is blocked by so much mental clatter it hurts. (Same)

-loves having his hair played with.

-his hands are very rough but are the most gentle part of him.

-if you were to trace his scars you would be tracing them for hours.

-would probably be responsible enough as to not let anyone below the age of 18 cuss, but would probably gift a teenager a big hunting knife.

-he would let me paint his nails. (Yes he would now shut up)

[sslimbo]

[movietonight]

You're telling me Rambo First Blood is about Americans finding an enemy they view as simultaneously weak but dangerous, escalating the situation, and then sending more and more men to die in a rainforest through guerilla tactics after being warned again and again that it's a war they can't win? Sound familiar

[snortoborto]

I don't really understand why these cops have it out for Rambo. He was literally just walking around and that was enough, I guess.

[rambosgirl]

The Sheriff's Daughter

Your day started out simple enough. You stood in the kitchen, preparing a basket of food, medicine, and some small blankets. Your skirt flowed against your legs as you whisked around the kitchen, gathering more supplies.

You were going to take it to a nearby rural area for the people there who needed help, help you were able and willing to provide. You weren't rich by any means, but when your dad's the sheriff of the town, well, you have more than others.

It was still dark out, but you were determined to get an early start since you had a while to walk. You quickly scribbled a note to your parents telling them where you were going before grabbing your coat and heading out the door.

The air was brisk and cold, coming as a shock to you. You started walking faster, hoping to create some sort of warmth. The full basket heavy in your hands, you were determined to get there as quick as you could. From past experience, you knew it would take you about 30 minutes to walk. Besides the ache already forming in your arms though, you really didn't mind. Helping these people you had already gotten to know was worth the effort. Many in that smaller village were affected by the Vietnam War, and that made your heart tug in several directions.

Before long, you saw the sun starting to peek above the horizon. You knew you were almost there, and making good time, too.

You arrived at the village as people were starting to come out of their homes, starting their work for the day. Children's laughs and playful shrieks filled the rural town as they ran around playing with each other. You made your way to the first few houses, distributing food and supplies at each. You liked to make sure that took time to talk with the people, getting to know and love them.

You soon came upon the house you knew the most, belonging to a widow named Mrs. Barry and her children. You could see her hanging the laundry to dry, but that wasn't the only thing you saw. There was a man you didn't recognize, slowly moving away from her before coming back to give her what looked like a slip of paper. He made eye contact with you as he started walking away again. You averted your eyes and continued down the path toward Mrs. Barry, greeting her as you got closer.

"Mrs. Barry," you called, "I'm back with more medicine!" You got closer and set your basket down. "How have you been?"

You talked with her next to the laundry, even helping her put the last of it up to dry before she invited you inside. Once through the front door, you headed to the table and set out the remainder of your basket.

"Thank you," Mrs. Barry said, "We are so grateful for your visits. God bless you, my dear."

"It's my pleasure, Mrs. Barry. Is there anything else I can do for you? Anything I can bring?"

"We're okay here, you've already done so much for us," she replied.

You chuckled before responding. "I'll be back in a few weeks then."

She was amused by your answer, helping you to the door. "I suppose I'll see you then," she said.

You stepped outside, saying your goodbyes before heading back down the path you came, empty basket in hand.

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Since he had seen her coming down the path toward Delmar's old place, he was determined to know more about this mystery girl. Rambo had stuck around, sitting under a tree, just observing the town around him, but keeping an eye on her, talking with the widow of his friend.

Soon they both moved inside the house, staying there for a while. He let his mind wander. How did she know Delmar's wife? She definitely didn't look like she belonged here, so why was she here? She's probably a friend, visiting from a nearby town.

Which was good for him, he was getting hungry. He could use a nearby town.

He was pulled out of his thoughts when he saw the girl making her way on the path that lead away from the village. Rambo stood up and made his way toward her.

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You made your way down the road, preparing yourself for the trek back home. You heard footsteps behind you and turned to face a man who seemed to want to talk with you. The first thing you noticed was his height since you had to look up to see his face. He had dark brown hair, a face with a sharp jawline, and eyes that were hard, but had something in them you couldn't describe. You actually found him quite handsome.

Rambo had some similar thoughts about you, seeing you up closer for the first time. He quickly took in your soft features, your long and light hair, and the dress that seemed to hug your sides perfectly.

"Is there a town nearby?" he asked.

His voice was a surprise to you, deeper than you expected. "Oh, um yes!" you exclaimed, getting over your initial shock at his voice. "I'm heading there now."

"Can I join you?" He asked, stepping a bit closer.

"Yes, of course. Although I should tell you, it's about 30 minutes of walking." You smiled up at him as if inviting a challenge.

"I'll manage," he said, smiling softly back.

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Hey people, I hope whatever random corner of the internet that's reading this enjoyed my first piece on my blog. I have another writing blog, but it's Star Wars, so I decided to make a separate one for Rambo since there's not nearly enough content for him out there :(

Anyway, Part 2 is in the works (in my head at least)

[giveamadeuschohisownmovie]

What’s an old movie that wouldn’t make for a good remake nowadays? What I mean is that the story and characters are all the same, but something about the content itself would be problematic to market to present day audiences.

My answer to this: First Blood, the first Rambo movie.

Regardless of whether the remake is closer or further from the original novel, I don’t think present day audiences will appreciate a movie about a war veteran who suffers from PTSD getting abused by police officers, which triggers this whole breakdown where he goes on a killing spree. Just imagine the amount of controversy that movie would elicit due to all the hot button issues the movie would touch upon (treatment of war veterans, police brutality, lone wolf shooters, portrayal of mental health).

[kinsey3furry300]

They’re ALL Christmas films.

(and yes I know the film is just called first blood, but no-one else seems to.)

[zombieoffender]

I didn't see this music get a lot of recognition in the Rambo fandom itself, this is the music that plays in the end credits of First Blood. It's a good one yall should listen to the whole thing!!!! grah!!!!!!!!

[geekynerfherder]

'Rambo: First Blood' 4K.

Steelbook Bluray (£25.99) Special Features include:

Rambo takes the ’80s Part 1

Drawing First Blood – Making Of

Alternate Ending

Outtake

Deleted scene: Dream in Saigon

Original Trailer

How to Become Rambo Part 1

The Restoration

The Real Nam

Forging Heroes

Sylvester Stallone Audio commentary

Screenwriter David Morell Audio commentary

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John J RAMBO Dog Tag

Sheriff Dept. Embroidered Patch

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7 x Exclusive Extra Large Movie Quiz Art Cards

Premium Envelope with Foiling

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Exclusive Numbering Sticker

Exclusive Plastic Numbering Card

Premium Slipcase with exclusive artwork (Satin varnish, textured embossing with spot gloss, metallic detailing)

Collectors Folder

John J RAMBO Dog Tag

Sheriff Dept. Embroidered Patch

A4 Cross Fold Poster

A6 Perfect Bound Photo Booklet (28 pages)

6 x Exclusive Extra Large Character Cards

7 x Exclusive Extra Large Movie Quiz Art Cards

Premium Envelope with Foiling

Extra thick display strut card – With Original Poster Art

Exclusive Numbering Sticker

Exclusive Plastic Numbering Card

On sale Thursday June 9 at 12pm UK through Zavvi.

[swugflower]

What the fuck is up with Sylvester Stallone movies that the first one is always so good and the later ones are SO SHITTY it’s like they missed the point of the first one?

I adore Rocky (I) so much, it’s literally my favorite movie. Rocky II is… not the greatest but it’s okay. But Rocky III and the following ones, up to and including Rocky Balboa are terrible.

And tonight I watched the first three Rambo movies in a row (don’t ask why).

And the first one was AMAZING with story, interesting and tragic characters, with meaning and critics. Rambo 2 starts and BOOM. It sucks. Nothing like the first one. (And don’t even get my started on Rambo 3).

So yea… Sylvester Stallone, what is up with that?