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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 4:37 pm
Prologue
In the very beginning, there was Nothing. And out of this Nothing arose the Infinite Nim, which is perfectly reasonable as somethings arise from nothings on a regular basis. And the Infinite Nim looked the Nothingness straight in the face, metaphorically speaking, and said in Nim’s Infinite Grace and Infinite Glory the following: “Create for me a Pantheon of Gods and Goddesses to commune with and invite over for Mountain Dew, the drink of the Gods.”
And lo, no sooner had Nim spoken these words than the Nothingness obliged the Infinite Nim. There before Nim stood the Ten Immortals: The five Gods were named Gaar Lamonth of Horrible Rage and Textile Manufacturing, Barboun of Alcoholism and Fraternities, Le Marc of Prissiness and the French, Bill of Nostalgia and the Eld and finally Ras Morlok of Evil and Politicians. The five Goddesses stood by the sides of the Gods, and were named thusly: Mok Hiliarn of The Moon and PMS, Farble McNorgan of Fertility and Hippies, Edna of Feminism and Really Annoying Chain Letters About The Oppresive Male Hegemony, Looba Gooba of Cooking and Other Stereotypical Roles That Women Traditionally Fill As Edna Would Say, and Mary of Love and Hygiene.
And the Infinite Nim then spoke once more saying, “Create for us a place wherein we might live and play upon our holy video game consoles and eat delicious nachos.” And the Nothingness obliged the Infinite Nim once again. And there appeared a mini-mart out of the Nothingness and the Infinite Nim named this mini-mart Аукционный зал небес, meaning Auction Hall of Heavens. And the Gods and Goddesses engaged in massive Halo tournaments and drank much Mountain Dew.
But there was trouble in Аукционный зал небес, for Ras Morlock had spiked the Mountain Dew with cleaning fluid from the Great Janitorial Closet of Heaven. And The Gods and Goddesses proceeded to become extremely wasted and stoned and then, in unison, they proceeded to rush to the Heavenly Lavatories and throw up into the toilets.
When they were flushed, the Heavenly Gastric Juices intermingled with the Mountain Dew and Toilet Cleaning Liquid of the Heavens to create our world, the world of Absolam.
And it is here, deep within the Plumbing of the Gods and Goddesses, orbiting around a lighter that was inexplicably flushed along with us and lit, that we are watched and kept alive by the Infinite Nim, though Ras Morlock seeks to completely flush us out so that he may build a pool hall beneath Аукционный зал небес.
And it is here that our story begins.
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 6:18 pm
If ever a story was meant to confuse, this is it. Quite amusing, though.
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Fashionable Autobiographer
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 11:00 pm
Heh, you remind me of a writer...Christopher Moore.
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 11:08 pm
rofl Hilarity in great abundance!
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Magello rolled 20 100-sided dice:
4, 100, 83, 8, 86, 2, 26, 54, 20, 17, 16, 32, 4, 89, 35, 73, 78, 83, 8, 44
Total: 862 (20-2000)
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Posted: Fri Jul 21, 2006 7:55 pm
If the number is between 500 and 1500 I will post the incredibly short Chapter One tonight. If not, it will wait until the morrow...
AND GO!
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Posted: Fri Jul 21, 2006 7:57 pm
CHAPTER ONE And lo, ‘twas high in the Горы Леденца, or the Mountains of Sugar Candy as they are known by mortal man, that there rested a village. Its inhabitants had aptly named the village A Hole as it is, in fact, in a hole. In this village, the men leave each day before dawn to wrest nougat and chocolate from the crystallized rock candy mountain side. The women stay behind, fulfilling the functions that the men seemed incapable of comprehending. Well, most did, the priestesses of Edna refused to do so and tramped about their temple wearing pants while singing songs replete with the phrase “We will overcome!” The children ran about in little groups doing what children do when running about in little groups. Some of the boys fought with the branches of the Tumtum trees that bordered the village, wielding them as one would wield a vorpal sword against one another. Others swam in the Milk River, shrieks of laughter echoing into the village as they petted the catfish. And it was here, in this village that mighty Hero was born. And the wise elders of the village knew that his birth portended something important, for on that day there was an eclipse of the Sun, and a three headed goat was born, and Billy found a four leaf clover, and fire rained down from the heavens, and a million Swiss insurance salesmen burst forth from the Earth and began to chant Hero’s name over and over again in binary saying “01001000011001010111001001101111”, and all the sheep of the village bleated simultaneously, and all the elders were suddenly granted the ability to look into the future, and magic Dolphor, aquatic Lord of the Witches, flew by cackling madly and, finally, the moon burst into flame. Actually, the elders still didn’t put it all together until they were granted the ability to see in the future. At that point they saw far enough into the future to the point where they spoke of this event and the fact that Hero’s birth portended something. What it portended was not known to the wise elders as the wise elders of the future wisely in their eld wisdom granted to them by Bill did not mention what the event portended for fear of upsetting the fragile fabric of time. But even so, the wise elders began to say that Hero was the Chosen One, not to be confused with all the other Chosen Ones who existed down the ages, that would finally defeat Ras Morlock and the dreaded construction of the Зал Бильярда и Вечной Пытки и Разрушения, known to mortals as the Hall of Billiards and Eternal Torture and Destruction. Hero was a cute child by the way.
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Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2006 1:36 pm
CHAPTER TWO The elders spoke to the assembled multitudes of A Hole. And it was the eldest of the elders, named Fandarel, who decided that Hero would have to be trained in the way Воины Высшего качества Совершенства и Света так же как Других Вещей, Которые Связаны С общей Этикой, or as they were known to mortal man Soldiers of the First-rate Quality of Perfection and Light Just as Other Things Which Are Connected With the General Ethics. And so, the six-week-old Hero was sent high into the Горы общей Неприятности, meaning to- Look, can we just skip the bit about mortal man? What? Who are you? I’m the person sent to make sure that you- The mighty and glorious Narrator- Continues to advance the action of the story without using the same bloody phrase every few sentences or so. …What do you mean? STOP SAYING THAT BIT ABOUT MORTAL MAN. But the readers need to know that Горы общей Неприятности means Mountains of the General Trouble. Yes, I agree with that totally, but do you think that perhaps you could maybe not use the same the same phrase each and every time? But the mortal man bit is a great bit! Can’t you just say also known as? Well, yes, I suppose so, but it doesn’t quite have the same, oh, ring to it as known to mortal man. Known to mortal man tells you specifically to whom the thing is known to. …Wait, I lost you on that last twist at the end. Can you repeat that, only less confusingly? If I do not tell the readers known to mortal man but instead just also known as, they do not who knows this thing by its second name. … You see? Do what you’re told or your fired. Snipe at me why don’t you. Narrator… Oh, all right. Oh, wait, darn it. Oh, what is it now? We’ve run out chapter.
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 5:27 am
*Blink blink* what the heck did I just read? I'm so confuzzled. whee
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 8:07 am
CHAPTER THREE The party traversed through Горы общей Неприятности, ever heading towards Главное Здание, в котором Вы изучаете пути Солдат Высшего качества Совершенствования и Освещаете то же самое как Другие Вещи, Которые связаны С общей Этикой, meaning to- Ahem. Oh, all right. Meaning the Main Building in Which you Study Ways of the Soldier of the First-rate Quality of Perfection and Light Just as Other Things Which are Connected With the General Ethics. Eh, it doesn’t quite roll off the tongue, you know? Look, we already did this, just get on with it. Their journey was long and fraught with many perils. They climbed over the Острое и заостренное формирование скалы многих опасностей, or the Sharp and Pointed Formation of Many Rocks of Many Dangers, and skirted the edges of the Обширная яма огня агонизирующей боли, meaning the Extensive Hole of Fire of Agonizing Pain. They crossed over the Безграничное ущелье действительно невероятных подобных глубины, которые никогда не могут полностью исследоваться человеком, whose really long name is translated into the Boundless Gorge of Really Improbable Depths Which Never can be Investigated by Anyone Completely via the bridge Helsdeop, which by merit of being made by the hands of man or elf or dwarf, had only one name, that being Helsdeop. The group, now somewhat smaller due to the various dangerous obstacles thus met, continued on their journey. They passed through the Очень средний лес, который является заполненным ужасными монстрами различных описаний, which is known as… To mortal man as the Average Wood Which is Filled with Awful Monsters of Various Descriptions. Finally, after battling through many more challenges with less imaginative names (Like Пещера вреда meaning Cave of Harm, or Равнина боли meaning Plain of Pain), the group finally reached the Главное Здание, в котором Вы изучаете пути Солдат Высшего качества Совершенствования и Освещаете то же самое как Другие Вещи, Которые связаны С общей Этикой, wherin resided the Воины Высшего качества Совершенства и Света так же как Других Вещей, Которые Связаны С общей Этикой. The group dropped of Hero and was then escorted to the other side of the Горы общей Неприятности. They took the ski lift down. Fandarel is reputed to have said some very nasty words at that point.
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 10:24 am
CHAPTER FOUR Hero’s first year of training began at the age six weeks. This was four weeks late, but the trainers believed that with hard work and a little bit of body altering magic, Hero could be brought up to speed. Now, as it was his first year, the training was fairly easy. Swimming in lava, wrestling bears, dodging rocks while blindfolded- Simple kid’s stuff. Wait, no, actually, that sounds rather rigorous. I-I don’t think I could do any of that. Get on with it. Okay, I’m just saying that these exercises sound really difficult. People are made of sterner stuff in Absolam. Hero is made out of steel and the lost souls of telephone car insurance salesmen, whereas you are made out of potato chips and bacon grease. So Hero is a robot possessed by insurance salesmen? What? Well, you said he was made out of steel and the lost souls of insurance salesmen. One, its telephone car insurance salesmen, and secondly, it is a saying. People say that they are made out of steel and- No. They say they are made out of sterner stuff. Then why go into all that steel and salesmen talk? Because I wanted to show that the people of Absolam are tough, and steel would be an excellent way of conveying this. Then what is all this talk of car insurance? If this is leading up to a joke about Geico, I swear you will not see the Sun set. I added that for whimsy’s sake. And I never see the Sun go down anyway. You go to sleep rather early then, don’t you think? Just get on with it. Hero did catch up with the rest of the students by the eighteenth year of training. By that time they were into the really rigorous stuff, like transporting an ice statue while swimming through magma with lead weights attached to their ankles and other body parts, wrestling avalanches with one hand behind their backs, and dodging assorted objects while blindfolded and nailed to the ground. Wait- Potato chips and bacon grease? Are you calling me fat?
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 11:40 am
CHAPTER FIVE Hero prepared his few belongings for his long trek down the Горы общей Неприятности. He knew not of the important role he was to fulfill. He knew not that down in the village of A Hole, the place that he was heading to due to it being the only village within thirty leagues, the people were preparing a grand feast in anticipation of his arrival. He did not know that Supremely Evil Mugwump Archibald was mustering his forces together to make war against Supremely Good Mugwump Richard in order to lay claim to the lands of Равнина, которая является очень хорошей и приятной все вокруг, meaning the Plain Which is Very Good and Pleasant all Around. He also did not know that Ras Morlock, having defeated all the other Gods and Goddesses at Pong and Heavenly Laser Tag, had finally run out of things to do and was preparing to build Зал Бильярда и Вечной Пытки и Разрушения. He did not know that Ras Morlock had come up with a sinister and evil plan to eliminate the inhabitants of Absolam without using his Godly powers, for the Infinite Nim had said upon the construction of Absolam that neither God nor Goddess would be allowed to manifest upon that mortal realm, lest that God or Goddess be beaten repeatedly with the Wiffle Ball Bats of Justice and the Tire Irons of Righteousness. He did not know that Ras Morlock had sent his emissary, named Farlinsa, to Absolam in order to skirt around violating the rules. He did not know that Farlinsa was meant to make the kingdoms and all the other countries of Absolam run by different governmental types rise up and completely destroy each other with shining blades and sharp axes. He did not know that Master Smith Whose Ability to Use Forge Awesome Things Is Really Quite Extraordinary Marquis had disappeared from his smithy, leaving behind only a magic key that could only be picked up by the one destined to pick it up. He did not know that in reality, the mighty and glorious Narrator is very slim and by no means fat at all. Nor did he know advanced mathematics. He did not know any of this. He did know that he was out of socks.
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 8:00 am
CHAPTER FIVE After stocking up on more socks, Hero left the mountain fastness of Главное Здание, в котором Вы изучаете пути Солдат Высшего качества Совершенствования и Освещаете то же самое как Другие Вещи, Которые связаны С общей Этикой and began his long trek down to A Hole. He walked through all the obstacles that the party which brought him to Главное Здание, в котором Вы изучаете пути Солдат Высшего качества Совершенствования и Освещаете то же самое как Другие Вещи, Которые связаны С общей Этикой was forced to endure except for the Обширная яма огня агонизирующей боли which was under renovations at the time. All the while, the people of A Hole were putting up bunting and trying to keep the avian pig doodles out of the potato salad. Little did they know the horror that was in store for them that day. Hero passed by the final sign which warned that going up this mountain on this particular trail was really just a bad idea and that he should instead try the other side of the mountain as there is a ski lift that has recently been installed at great expense just for people like you who are crazy for wanting to get up this mountain in the first place. It was, however, slightly hidden behind a bush. Hero made camp that night and recorded his adventures thus far into a journal. It looked something like this: deer gernal, i haf jest getted ofe tha montin and am going to tha vilage of a hole whar my mastar the nite ferdinard told me to go so that I kold komplet mi traneing in tha metal arts wich wil improv mi brian and halp me lern to spel wich is dum becuse I spel jest fyne as it is. Like it was mentioned before hand, Hero does not know many things.
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 7:40 am
CHAPTER SEVEN Hero prepared to make the next ten league trip across the vast plains and rocky outcroppings of the Горы общей Неприятности. It was at that point that massive nuclear powered robots, eyes burning with the light of a thousand suns came out of the sky and attacked with pointy weapons made out of crumbly cheese. And Hero drew out of his scabbard the Rather Pointy and Dangerous Sword Which is Not Enchanted. They proceeded to have a mighty battle replete with many shings, thunks and clangs as well as the less used sound effects of pizzow, tmppity, and showong. The dairy products of the robots were no match for the hardened gelatin blade of Hero, which cut through them like hardened gelatin cuts through crumbly cheese. With mighty strokes did Hero dispatch his foes, using the dreaded Woodpecker Dances on the Moon, the feared Mysterious Waltz into Orderly Chaos and the confusing Hot Porpoise Fin with Two and a Half Turns. The robots, nuclear powered though they may be, were incapable of standing before his onslaught, and one by one they collapsed into scrap metal. Hero proceeded to look through the large snotle skin bag carried by the robots just in case there were interesting rocks. There weren’t. The bag contained a stick, some uninteresting rocks, half a dozen eggs, a large chest filled with gold and a small leaf. With a sigh, Hero threw the snotle skin bag into a ditch. He did keep the most valuable object therein though. Leaf in hand, Hero marched on.
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