ACT 11
The discovery or writing was a stepping-stone for the Babylonian culture. Not only could they brag of being the first nation to ever master it, but the method of scribbling stuff on baked earth tablets was heartily adopted by the scholarly Babylonian people. However, important breakthroughs like that always have some opponents and as we'll see... Learning a new and complex art like writing is not always easy for everyone...
<Guy at the back> Huu.. hullo... I have... three.... errmmm Chi.. Chiii... Damit what the hell is this symbol!?! Chii... Chooo.... Aargh!! I GIVE UP!!
<Amata> I think the last word is sheep.
<Hammurabi> Indeed it is!
<Ishtar> So it would read: Hello, I have three sheep?
<Hammurabi> Exactly! You guys are getting pretty good! Well... most of you..
*Hammurabi looks at the guy at the back*
<Guy at the back> Why do we have to learn all this crap?! We did well enough before the invention of writing!!
<Hammurabi> Because it's futuristic! And you're one of my advisors. You need to be an example for everyone else. Furthermore, our whole people is adopting this new practice so you will too.
<Ishtar> It appears the new art of writing is indeed very popular. Our people rejoice at having a mean to immortalize their knowledge and ideas on stone tablets.
<Guy at the back> Oh yeah!!! They sure are all very happy about it! ... Like blasted Ishme over there! Just look at him!!
<Ishme>
<Hammurabi> So, Ishme! How's it going for you?
<Ishme> I just finished writing a story, Look!
*Hammurabi grabs the stone tablet*
<Hammurabi> Very nice Ishme! Its amazing how quickly you mastered writing! What is your story about?
<Ishme> It's about the adventures of a curious Bunny named Slumpy. He goes traveling and meets all kind of new friends such as Mister pig or Miss Spider. With them he discovers how they live and through the story we learn the things that each animal loves to do.
<Hammurabi> Wonderful! I'm sure it is totally enthralling. Maybe I will read it later...
*Hammurabi hands back the stone tablet*
<Amata> Really impressive Ishme! You are very talented. I am sure you can become a successful author!
<Guy at the back> THIS IS MADNESS!!! Can't you all see it? Don't you wonder why a ******** individual like Ishme can learn writing so quickly? Because it allows him to push his delusions about animals a step further! This guy is mad, he needs serious care! And you all encourage him instead?!
<Ishtar> Calm down, why do you feel so threatened by Ishme's original ideas?
<Guy at the back> Its nonsense! But now he no longer merely talks about his belief that animals are intelligent, he also writes friggin stories about it!! Its terrible! Now kids will read this and start thinking the spider discuss with fellow grasshopper about whatever present they should get Mr.pig for his birthday! Cant you just see?! It has the potential to corrupt our whole society at the very root! Writing is evil and I totally oppose this foul Concept!
<Ishme> You are simply jealous because you can't do it yourself!
<Guy at the back> If only it was this simple! If only it were only about YOU...But NO! Now every single lackwit in this world will be able to write about whatever nonsense he happens to have in his addled mind and potentially corrupt otherwise sane people around them! WRITING HAS TO POTENTIAL TO DESTROY CIVILIZATION ITSELF!!!
*Meanwhile in the Pantheon*
<Odin> Actually this guy has a point! Writing can be a powerful way to spread nonsense around and distract a man from the truly important things in life; warfare and reproduction.
<Horus> Odin, you don't even know how to read, but when it comes to spreading nonsense you are hard to beat.
<Zeus> Will you two just shutup and watch?
*Back on earth*
<Ishtar> *Looking at the guys at the back* If you feel so strongly concerned by this issue, why don't you write about it? Publishing a detailed analysis on the subject would greatly help you discuss your ideas with fellow intellectuals.
<Guy at the back> AAAaaaRgHHHH!!!!!
At this point something snapped in his mind and the man at the back went completely nuts. With a wide arm swing he sent the whole pile of clay tablets crashing on the ground. As everyone was struggling to see and breathe amidst the dust cloud generated by the carnage, the crazed man proceeded to further destroy the remaining writing equipment by smashing his chair repeatedly on the table top. As the guy at the back was throwing on the walls the last bits that otherwise resisted the punishment of his chair, narrowly missing Ishme on one instance, Hammurabi finally overcame the initial surprise and used his Kingly authority to restore order.
<Hammurabi> STOP!!! HOW DARE YOU!!! HOW DARE YOU BEHAVE LIKE THIS IN MY PALACE!!!
*Meanwhile in the Pantheon*
<Gods>
*Back on earth*
<Hammurabi> HOW DARE YOU DEFILE THE HOLY ART OF WRITING! THIS PURE ART FORM SO KINDLY OFFERED TO US BY THE GODS!! THE SAME GODS WHO BESTOWED TO ME, BY THEIR HOLY WILL AND BENEVOLENCE, MY KINGLY THRONE!! UPON WHICH YOU AGREED YOURSELF I WAS RIGHTLY PLACED!!
I REPEAT MYSELF, HOW DARE YOU!?!
<Guy at the back>
<Big scary Voice> YES!!! HOW DARE YOU DO SUCH A THING MORTAL!!!
Shocked, everyone was transfixed by the mysterious voice, but the origin of the words remained hidden. Suddenly, a sharp gush of wind blew away the nearest curtains and there he was... He levitated himself right through the window and stopped in mid-air a few feet in front of the gaping stares. Basking in his ominous presence, no one dared utter a single word.
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<Hammurabi>
<Ishme> 
*Amata faints*
<Guy at the back>
<Ishtar> By the spirits! Apil-Sin!! Is that you?
...to be continued...
END OF ACT 11