Jake5555555
Mar 16, 2005, 02:27 PM
This doesn't really have to do with civ at all, but I don't know where else to post it. Enjoy the weirdest story ever written.
The Chronicles of Billy the Great
Volume I
Version V
By Jake Stevens
With Significant chunks Shamelessly Plagiarized from virtually all other writing, be it fiction, nonfiction, or non-un-semi-fiction.
Reading this may kill you.
Or at least annoy you.
You have been warned.
Turn back now if you hope to live. (Or read a good book)
Monkeys are Awesome!
Unless they want to eat you, which makes them slightly less awesome, and slightly more dangerous.
This story is based on imaginary events that occurred just recently in an imaginary world just beyond the back of your mind.
Chapter 1
Billy was sitting on his golden throne in central Tibet, when he began to ponder how it had all begun. Once, only a few thousand years ago, he had been a rather ordinary 14-year-old boy, living in a rather ordinary town, leading a rather ordinary life. He was expected to go on leading this rather ordinary life, until of course it neatly led into a rather ordinary afterlife, through a rather ordinary death, like choking on a meatball or falling down some stairs.
Fortunately, or unfortunately for Billy,
Fate had other plans.
When it all started there was nothing much happening, Billy was hanging around, watching TV, and was pretty bored. He was just about to turn off the TV when he saw something interesting on the news. According to the newscaster (a rather overweight slightly balding man who had his job because he had once been quite thin and not so bald) bizarre phenomena had begun to occur all over the world. These phenomena included sightings of fantastic creatures; sudden displays of magical power by people who looked suspiciously wizardish, and of course the fact that a new continent had risen up in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. Not many facts were in, but the new continent was being tentatively called Atlantis, due to the fact that its population had broadcasted a radio message stating that:
“The Lost Continent of Atlantis has risen again, and magic has returned to the world. All ye humans, along with any lawyers and politicians who may being living among you, despair, for ---BOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
This was as far as Billy got, because his TV had just exploded. Billy, looking around in a daze, soon saw the cause of this seemingly spontaneous combustion. This cause seemed to Billy to be, for lack of a better word, a dragon.
Yes, at that very moment a 5 foot long blood red beast with large wings, which had just breathed a tongue of flame through the window, utterly destroying the television, along with some perfectly good curtains, was sitting quite calmly on the sidewalk outside Billy’s house, seemingly totally unaware of the distress it had just caused Billy.
Billy, who until this point had been too stunned to speak, screamed, “A Dragon is outside my window and it just blew up the TV!!!”
Although this might seem like stating the obvious to us, as well as being useless because Billy was alone in the house, it did have one very important side affect.
The beast outside the window said to Billy, in perfect English, “I am most certainly not a dragon you fiendish young ape. Honestly, it’s like me calling you a human or something!”
“But I am a human,” replied Billy somewhat weakly. Wondering whether this would cause the dragon (or whatever it was) to incinerate him along with the curtains and the television.
Luckily for Billy, all that happened was that the dragonish thing turned an even brighter shade of crimson than it was already, and said, “Oh, I’m terribly sorry, it’s just that I wasn’t expecting to see a human. You’re the first I’ve seen for several hundred years. I don’t believe I’ve introduced myself; I am Ziladrious Maximus Quintadrius, a Zark, and most certainly not a dragon. You can call me Zil!”
This was all a bit too much for Billy, and he passed out just as he thought: Huh? A Zark?
Chapter 2
About an hour later, Billy came to, and saw Zil the Zark standing next to him, observing his movements inquisitively. He nearly passed out again when Zil lunged towards him and said “Hello! Are you awake? Or are you actually dead? I never can tell with humans.”
Billy managed to stay conscious, which turned out to be very lucky for him, as Zil was close to giving up on Billy’s chances of survival and making a good meal out of him. Billy’s first thought upon awakening was this: ^%$*^&%, why couldn’t that thing have been part of my dream?
His first sentence was “What happened?” and the first response to that sentence was “You passed out. I can’t imagine why. It’s like you’d never seen a Zark before.”
Slowly regaining his wits Billy asked a slightly more coherent and much more interesting question: “What is a Zark and why are you here anyway?”
To this Zil responded, “Why a Zark is a member of the Wyvern family, along with Dragons, Basilisks, and Serpentine Goats. All Wyverns are reptilian, many breathe fire, and several are world-devouring monsters bent on consuming both this and every other universe. I’m here because I received this very notice.”
At that, Zil pulled a piece of old parchment out of a pouch on his side and showed it to Billy. It said:
To whom it may concern:
Due to the efforts of the Glibsabbian circle of magicians, yet another world has been opened up to the wider universe. This world, A3RIWH6.3B, or as the locals call it, Earth, is suitable for any colonization group, as it has no magical defenses whatsoever, and mostly believes that some kind of omnipresent “god” has control over a very orderly universe. We hope you join us on Earth, and remember to eat at McGlibsabs.
This message was brought to you by McGlibsabs, in association with BornakyTiggleFlesh and Purpleworld.
After reading this letter Billy was almost ready to pass out again. But instead he said, “What do they mean we’re suitable for colonization? And what does A3RIWH6.3B mean? And what’s going on????????”
Zil was about to explain all this when he looked up, said, “Holy Zarkadia”, and took to the sky, leaving Billy standing there with a confused look on his face.
Chapter 3
Before Billy had even had time to start thinking about what had just happen, a squirrel darted by him. A second later, a cat shot by in hot pursuit. At first Billy was relishing this mundane scene, but the illusion of normality was shattered when the squirrel exclaimed, “Help! Help! Anyone! Save me from this ferocious feline of death!”
Billy, who was becoming less and less easily startled as the day went on, immediately swept to the squirrels defense. Grabbing the cat, he ran inside and shut the door.
After a preemptory “bad kitty” he ran back out to see the talking squirrel. Once Billy approached, the squirrel looked straight at him, walked up on it’s hind legs and said,
“Hello kind stranger. I, Gertrude, the Queen of the talking squirrels, thank you for saving my life and defeating the kitty menace.”
“Uhh, I… well, you’re welcome Gertrude. My name is Billy”, replied Billy. This wasn’t his most composed moment, but hey, how well would you be doing in his situation?
“I insist that you come with me to the kingdom of the talking squirrels so that you can receive the gratitude of the squirrel nation,” said Gertrude. She was obviously the kind of person (or squirrel) who was used to getting her way, and had decided to take charge of this bumbling giant before he could do any harm.
“Sure, I’ll come, but uh, let me get my stuff,” said Billy nervously. Moments later he had dashed into the house, and retrieved a pocketknife, some food, and a change of clothes. Little did he know that he would never see home again. Once he came back out Billy was stunned to see that where the oak tree in his front yard had once stood there was a portal into a forest.
Next to the portal was Gertrude, who said, “Come friend Billy, the realm of the squirrels awaits.”
Billy, doing his best to seem confident, strolled over to the portal, took a deep breath, and walked through.
Chapter 4
Once on the other side of the portal, Billy looked around and discovered that this wasn’t just a forest, it was the forest. Each gigantic oak tree was hundreds of feet tall, with branches so thick on the top layers that from the ground you couldn’t see the sky at all.
Of course the most extraordinary part of all of this was not the trees, but the squirrels. On every tree and all over the ground, millions of squirrels were going to and fro on whatever squirrelly business they had.
Gertrude, seeing that she wasn’t getting the attention that she should, climbed onto Billy’s head, much to his distress, and exclaimed,
“Hear me brethren, I have returned from the world of the giants with the friendly giant Billy who so nobly saved me from a one of the terrors of that world, a tabby cat.”
After a few shocked exclamations and mutterings about the evils of tabby cats, the squirrels broke into squirrelly applause and began to cheer. At first Billy thought that the squirrels were about to attack because he heard squirrel-cheering sounds like this: skee-skee-skakee, skee-skee-skakee. But when none of the squirrels charged or seemed to be filled with murderous rage, Billy realized that they were simply celebrating the return of their beloved queen Gertrude. At this point Billy became one of the few people to see a full-scale squirrel festival, which involved a lot of leaping maniacally from tree to tree and making strange noises.
After this had gone on for a while, Billy asked Gertrude some questions that had been bugging him, namely, “Why is there a portal in my front yard?” and “What is this squirrelly place?”
“This is the realm of the squirrels. Any talking squirrel can open a portal to here through any tree in the world. The regular squirrels have lost the skill, along with speech and intelligence. All I did to get you here was open up a portal big enough for a giant to pass through,” replied Gertrude, in a manner that made it seem like she was explaining something obvious to a small child.
Now, Billy thought, we are getting somewhere. Hoping to get some more answers he blurted out, “Gertrude, this may seem like a strange question but, WHAT IS GOING ON? I mean, one minute I’m sitting around and then a dragon, or a Zark, or whatever comes up and blows up the TV and tells me the Earth is being colonized by magic people from another universe and I just don’t get it!”
Gertrude, correctly sensing that if she didn’t supply some answers very fast the giant was going to have a nervous breakdown said, “Well Billy, your world is only one of millions of others. Many of these worlds are connected, and filled with magical creatures, like the Zark you mentioned.
The Chronicles of Billy the Great
Volume I
Version V
By Jake Stevens
With Significant chunks Shamelessly Plagiarized from virtually all other writing, be it fiction, nonfiction, or non-un-semi-fiction.
Reading this may kill you.
Or at least annoy you.
You have been warned.
Turn back now if you hope to live. (Or read a good book)
Monkeys are Awesome!
Unless they want to eat you, which makes them slightly less awesome, and slightly more dangerous.
This story is based on imaginary events that occurred just recently in an imaginary world just beyond the back of your mind.
Chapter 1
Billy was sitting on his golden throne in central Tibet, when he began to ponder how it had all begun. Once, only a few thousand years ago, he had been a rather ordinary 14-year-old boy, living in a rather ordinary town, leading a rather ordinary life. He was expected to go on leading this rather ordinary life, until of course it neatly led into a rather ordinary afterlife, through a rather ordinary death, like choking on a meatball or falling down some stairs.
Fortunately, or unfortunately for Billy,
Fate had other plans.
When it all started there was nothing much happening, Billy was hanging around, watching TV, and was pretty bored. He was just about to turn off the TV when he saw something interesting on the news. According to the newscaster (a rather overweight slightly balding man who had his job because he had once been quite thin and not so bald) bizarre phenomena had begun to occur all over the world. These phenomena included sightings of fantastic creatures; sudden displays of magical power by people who looked suspiciously wizardish, and of course the fact that a new continent had risen up in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. Not many facts were in, but the new continent was being tentatively called Atlantis, due to the fact that its population had broadcasted a radio message stating that:
“The Lost Continent of Atlantis has risen again, and magic has returned to the world. All ye humans, along with any lawyers and politicians who may being living among you, despair, for ---BOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
This was as far as Billy got, because his TV had just exploded. Billy, looking around in a daze, soon saw the cause of this seemingly spontaneous combustion. This cause seemed to Billy to be, for lack of a better word, a dragon.
Yes, at that very moment a 5 foot long blood red beast with large wings, which had just breathed a tongue of flame through the window, utterly destroying the television, along with some perfectly good curtains, was sitting quite calmly on the sidewalk outside Billy’s house, seemingly totally unaware of the distress it had just caused Billy.
Billy, who until this point had been too stunned to speak, screamed, “A Dragon is outside my window and it just blew up the TV!!!”
Although this might seem like stating the obvious to us, as well as being useless because Billy was alone in the house, it did have one very important side affect.
The beast outside the window said to Billy, in perfect English, “I am most certainly not a dragon you fiendish young ape. Honestly, it’s like me calling you a human or something!”
“But I am a human,” replied Billy somewhat weakly. Wondering whether this would cause the dragon (or whatever it was) to incinerate him along with the curtains and the television.
Luckily for Billy, all that happened was that the dragonish thing turned an even brighter shade of crimson than it was already, and said, “Oh, I’m terribly sorry, it’s just that I wasn’t expecting to see a human. You’re the first I’ve seen for several hundred years. I don’t believe I’ve introduced myself; I am Ziladrious Maximus Quintadrius, a Zark, and most certainly not a dragon. You can call me Zil!”
This was all a bit too much for Billy, and he passed out just as he thought: Huh? A Zark?
Chapter 2
About an hour later, Billy came to, and saw Zil the Zark standing next to him, observing his movements inquisitively. He nearly passed out again when Zil lunged towards him and said “Hello! Are you awake? Or are you actually dead? I never can tell with humans.”
Billy managed to stay conscious, which turned out to be very lucky for him, as Zil was close to giving up on Billy’s chances of survival and making a good meal out of him. Billy’s first thought upon awakening was this: ^%$*^&%, why couldn’t that thing have been part of my dream?
His first sentence was “What happened?” and the first response to that sentence was “You passed out. I can’t imagine why. It’s like you’d never seen a Zark before.”
Slowly regaining his wits Billy asked a slightly more coherent and much more interesting question: “What is a Zark and why are you here anyway?”
To this Zil responded, “Why a Zark is a member of the Wyvern family, along with Dragons, Basilisks, and Serpentine Goats. All Wyverns are reptilian, many breathe fire, and several are world-devouring monsters bent on consuming both this and every other universe. I’m here because I received this very notice.”
At that, Zil pulled a piece of old parchment out of a pouch on his side and showed it to Billy. It said:
To whom it may concern:
Due to the efforts of the Glibsabbian circle of magicians, yet another world has been opened up to the wider universe. This world, A3RIWH6.3B, or as the locals call it, Earth, is suitable for any colonization group, as it has no magical defenses whatsoever, and mostly believes that some kind of omnipresent “god” has control over a very orderly universe. We hope you join us on Earth, and remember to eat at McGlibsabs.
This message was brought to you by McGlibsabs, in association with BornakyTiggleFlesh and Purpleworld.
After reading this letter Billy was almost ready to pass out again. But instead he said, “What do they mean we’re suitable for colonization? And what does A3RIWH6.3B mean? And what’s going on????????”
Zil was about to explain all this when he looked up, said, “Holy Zarkadia”, and took to the sky, leaving Billy standing there with a confused look on his face.
Chapter 3
Before Billy had even had time to start thinking about what had just happen, a squirrel darted by him. A second later, a cat shot by in hot pursuit. At first Billy was relishing this mundane scene, but the illusion of normality was shattered when the squirrel exclaimed, “Help! Help! Anyone! Save me from this ferocious feline of death!”
Billy, who was becoming less and less easily startled as the day went on, immediately swept to the squirrels defense. Grabbing the cat, he ran inside and shut the door.
After a preemptory “bad kitty” he ran back out to see the talking squirrel. Once Billy approached, the squirrel looked straight at him, walked up on it’s hind legs and said,
“Hello kind stranger. I, Gertrude, the Queen of the talking squirrels, thank you for saving my life and defeating the kitty menace.”
“Uhh, I… well, you’re welcome Gertrude. My name is Billy”, replied Billy. This wasn’t his most composed moment, but hey, how well would you be doing in his situation?
“I insist that you come with me to the kingdom of the talking squirrels so that you can receive the gratitude of the squirrel nation,” said Gertrude. She was obviously the kind of person (or squirrel) who was used to getting her way, and had decided to take charge of this bumbling giant before he could do any harm.
“Sure, I’ll come, but uh, let me get my stuff,” said Billy nervously. Moments later he had dashed into the house, and retrieved a pocketknife, some food, and a change of clothes. Little did he know that he would never see home again. Once he came back out Billy was stunned to see that where the oak tree in his front yard had once stood there was a portal into a forest.
Next to the portal was Gertrude, who said, “Come friend Billy, the realm of the squirrels awaits.”
Billy, doing his best to seem confident, strolled over to the portal, took a deep breath, and walked through.
Chapter 4
Once on the other side of the portal, Billy looked around and discovered that this wasn’t just a forest, it was the forest. Each gigantic oak tree was hundreds of feet tall, with branches so thick on the top layers that from the ground you couldn’t see the sky at all.
Of course the most extraordinary part of all of this was not the trees, but the squirrels. On every tree and all over the ground, millions of squirrels were going to and fro on whatever squirrelly business they had.
Gertrude, seeing that she wasn’t getting the attention that she should, climbed onto Billy’s head, much to his distress, and exclaimed,
“Hear me brethren, I have returned from the world of the giants with the friendly giant Billy who so nobly saved me from a one of the terrors of that world, a tabby cat.”
After a few shocked exclamations and mutterings about the evils of tabby cats, the squirrels broke into squirrelly applause and began to cheer. At first Billy thought that the squirrels were about to attack because he heard squirrel-cheering sounds like this: skee-skee-skakee, skee-skee-skakee. But when none of the squirrels charged or seemed to be filled with murderous rage, Billy realized that they were simply celebrating the return of their beloved queen Gertrude. At this point Billy became one of the few people to see a full-scale squirrel festival, which involved a lot of leaping maniacally from tree to tree and making strange noises.
After this had gone on for a while, Billy asked Gertrude some questions that had been bugging him, namely, “Why is there a portal in my front yard?” and “What is this squirrelly place?”
“This is the realm of the squirrels. Any talking squirrel can open a portal to here through any tree in the world. The regular squirrels have lost the skill, along with speech and intelligence. All I did to get you here was open up a portal big enough for a giant to pass through,” replied Gertrude, in a manner that made it seem like she was explaining something obvious to a small child.
Now, Billy thought, we are getting somewhere. Hoping to get some more answers he blurted out, “Gertrude, this may seem like a strange question but, WHAT IS GOING ON? I mean, one minute I’m sitting around and then a dragon, or a Zark, or whatever comes up and blows up the TV and tells me the Earth is being colonized by magic people from another universe and I just don’t get it!”
Gertrude, correctly sensing that if she didn’t supply some answers very fast the giant was going to have a nervous breakdown said, “Well Billy, your world is only one of millions of others. Many of these worlds are connected, and filled with magical creatures, like the Zark you mentioned.