Post by Milenko on Jun 24, 2006 18:48:33 GMT -6
Part I
If I were god, I would make an island. There would be free roaming sprits uninhabited by man. The wildly breeded majestic horses shall roam free, until eaten, over the island. The fields would be luscious green valleys, beautiful swirling yellow vortex called the Sun. The magenta colored sunset, would look as of a sundae melting on a warm sunny day. The name of the island would be…Cumberland Island, after it was changed from the politically incorrect version of the name, Mattathious, was forcefully changed by the law of the “Non-Mattathious Name Act.” Over the years Cumberland has gone over a series of Biochemical radiation changes in their systems. The white mice, whom were friendly and small, are now green, 7’1, with blue spots monsters. They are they islands main bullies, they are called “Dingleberrys”. The water is a murky lime green from the radioactive waste left there over the years. The marine life are now able to come from water close their gills, and breathe the air freely, travel back and fowarth through the land and the water freely. The whole population has began to twist and turn into a massive “Hot Agent”, large body structure shifting virus, on the island but the radiation disallows the spread of the virus on the island and the world, to cause chaos to the world further than it already was. One day after everyone’s daily beatings a man by the name of The Amazing Mumbo, he came claiming he was the great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, nephew of Mattathious. They didn’t believe him until he showed them the family crest which happened to be on his upper bicep, when he was a young child it was burned through the flesh to leave an emblem of a pyramid with al all Seeing Eye above. When the villagers took notice of it, they lifted him with an all mighty heave, and carried him to the feast hall, where he ate and drank all the best foods the island had to offer. He soon passed out from all the consumption. While he was still conscious he noticed the villagers start to carry him to the eastern edge of the village where a large wall separates the village from…Hell. They carried him inside and bounded him to two poles and his feet the same. He soon awoke to find himself where the villagers had placed him. There in front of him was a fire… the villagers were all dancing and yelling in a foreign tongue with a strong blaze of pride flowing within them, “as if they were calling a god of great power with a … S..a..c..r..i..f..i..c..e,” he thought to himself. Soon Mumbo found himself overwhelmed with fear, until a small ghost like figure squirmed from the log in which his right arm was bounded to. The ghost gave a small description of himself, from the days he was a normal person with a body. Ghost was a former slave because of his skin color and religion, which was indigo, he died while cutting trees. One day when he was cutting a tree the snapped, Ghost ran unable to get away he was crushed by the oncoming log. Luckily for Mumbo he was friendly and didn’t hold a grudge, and decided to help Mumbo while the villagers thought he was talking to himself, The Ghost seemed to be comfortable around Mumbo, because he was one of Cuban decent and they didn’t have slavery. While they were discussing the matters they heard 3 shatter cracks. “Crash, Crash, Snap!” Mumbo panicking, but Ghost knew horribly what was soon to come, unless they did something. The villagers rushed to the other side of the gate and climbed to the top to witness the horrid feat which was to come next.
Soon after they started seeing the tips of trees start to collapse, one tree was uprooted and tossed into the horizon. By this time Mumbo and Ghost are trembling, even though Ghost knew what was to come, on the fear of what’s next to come. With a whoosh, “It” appeared. “It” has wings of a bird, hair of a black cat, strength of a gorilla, and the brains of a man eating vulture. “It” was hideous, it looked like Satan’s child, The Anti-Christ, they both thought hard but had no ideas on how to escape the monster! The thing rushed to the two new friends. After he went into a spring Mumbo screamed causing the beast to halt, and circle around them. It didn’t attack it was curious; he seemed to be attracted to shiny objects. His body structure was 40 tons at least with primal fury, so Mumbo thought fast and he got Ghost to get his silver pocket watch out of his pocket, and place it in Mumbo’s hand. With the flick of the wrist Mumbo threw the watch, the thing turned and smacked the logs allowing them to be freed. They ran one way while the beast ran the other after the watch.
After around an hour of nonstop running they came close to a ledge and on the side were little houses connected by bridges and ladders. They looked back because they heard grumbling and say the beast, and without hesitation they jumped over the ledge into a hut 100 meters below them. Undoubtedly they went straight through the hut and fell unconscious on the floor of this “Floating” house. When they awoke Mumbo discovered they his left arm was in a sling, right hand in some kind of a cast, and his leg was held straight with 4 bamboo poles and taped up. They were in warm beds, and in good comfort besides the injuries. But why? After 1 an hour of being up a beautiful young woman walked into the room. She explained all the happenings after they went through the roof. They were shocked and amazed that mumbo lived ghosts can’t be harmed unless their death place is destroyed, or their home is. The madam’s name was Ka-poko, but Poke for short, while they started asking her questions, an elderly lady walked in. When she walked in she asked “How are our little death deifiers doing?”
Poke responded, “They will recover full, but will need time.” Both the ladies left the room to allow them to rest. Once they both were gone Mumbo drifted to sleep.
While Mumbo slept, Ghost went wandering around the area. He crept around the houses trying to notice anyone, but no one was to be found. Upon the time Ghost was wondering he found a large coconut shaped hut 21m base by 44m high. Ghost walked up to it and looked around, he saw gargoyles, lions, and a lot of gold. “What could be inside there?” he pondered aloud. When he floated to the door about to go inside, he was halted by a yell.
“Stop stranger!” yelled the local witch doctor
Ghost panicked and drifted into the ground below him. The man rushed towards the mysterious spot in which Ghost had sunk into. Ghost rushed belowground to his and Mumbo’s hut. Once there Mumbo wasn’t there. He started to panic more, so he hid under the bed inside a box until he was sure it was safe….
To Be Continued
If I were god, I would make an island. There would be free roaming sprits uninhabited by man. The wildly breeded majestic horses shall roam free, until eaten, over the island. The fields would be luscious green valleys, beautiful swirling yellow vortex called the Sun. The magenta colored sunset, would look as of a sundae melting on a warm sunny day. The name of the island would be…Cumberland Island, after it was changed from the politically incorrect version of the name, Mattathious, was forcefully changed by the law of the “Non-Mattathious Name Act.” Over the years Cumberland has gone over a series of Biochemical radiation changes in their systems. The white mice, whom were friendly and small, are now green, 7’1, with blue spots monsters. They are they islands main bullies, they are called “Dingleberrys”. The water is a murky lime green from the radioactive waste left there over the years. The marine life are now able to come from water close their gills, and breathe the air freely, travel back and fowarth through the land and the water freely. The whole population has began to twist and turn into a massive “Hot Agent”, large body structure shifting virus, on the island but the radiation disallows the spread of the virus on the island and the world, to cause chaos to the world further than it already was. One day after everyone’s daily beatings a man by the name of The Amazing Mumbo, he came claiming he was the great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, nephew of Mattathious. They didn’t believe him until he showed them the family crest which happened to be on his upper bicep, when he was a young child it was burned through the flesh to leave an emblem of a pyramid with al all Seeing Eye above. When the villagers took notice of it, they lifted him with an all mighty heave, and carried him to the feast hall, where he ate and drank all the best foods the island had to offer. He soon passed out from all the consumption. While he was still conscious he noticed the villagers start to carry him to the eastern edge of the village where a large wall separates the village from…Hell. They carried him inside and bounded him to two poles and his feet the same. He soon awoke to find himself where the villagers had placed him. There in front of him was a fire… the villagers were all dancing and yelling in a foreign tongue with a strong blaze of pride flowing within them, “as if they were calling a god of great power with a … S..a..c..r..i..f..i..c..e,” he thought to himself. Soon Mumbo found himself overwhelmed with fear, until a small ghost like figure squirmed from the log in which his right arm was bounded to. The ghost gave a small description of himself, from the days he was a normal person with a body. Ghost was a former slave because of his skin color and religion, which was indigo, he died while cutting trees. One day when he was cutting a tree the snapped, Ghost ran unable to get away he was crushed by the oncoming log. Luckily for Mumbo he was friendly and didn’t hold a grudge, and decided to help Mumbo while the villagers thought he was talking to himself, The Ghost seemed to be comfortable around Mumbo, because he was one of Cuban decent and they didn’t have slavery. While they were discussing the matters they heard 3 shatter cracks. “Crash, Crash, Snap!” Mumbo panicking, but Ghost knew horribly what was soon to come, unless they did something. The villagers rushed to the other side of the gate and climbed to the top to witness the horrid feat which was to come next.
Soon after they started seeing the tips of trees start to collapse, one tree was uprooted and tossed into the horizon. By this time Mumbo and Ghost are trembling, even though Ghost knew what was to come, on the fear of what’s next to come. With a whoosh, “It” appeared. “It” has wings of a bird, hair of a black cat, strength of a gorilla, and the brains of a man eating vulture. “It” was hideous, it looked like Satan’s child, The Anti-Christ, they both thought hard but had no ideas on how to escape the monster! The thing rushed to the two new friends. After he went into a spring Mumbo screamed causing the beast to halt, and circle around them. It didn’t attack it was curious; he seemed to be attracted to shiny objects. His body structure was 40 tons at least with primal fury, so Mumbo thought fast and he got Ghost to get his silver pocket watch out of his pocket, and place it in Mumbo’s hand. With the flick of the wrist Mumbo threw the watch, the thing turned and smacked the logs allowing them to be freed. They ran one way while the beast ran the other after the watch.
After around an hour of nonstop running they came close to a ledge and on the side were little houses connected by bridges and ladders. They looked back because they heard grumbling and say the beast, and without hesitation they jumped over the ledge into a hut 100 meters below them. Undoubtedly they went straight through the hut and fell unconscious on the floor of this “Floating” house. When they awoke Mumbo discovered they his left arm was in a sling, right hand in some kind of a cast, and his leg was held straight with 4 bamboo poles and taped up. They were in warm beds, and in good comfort besides the injuries. But why? After 1 an hour of being up a beautiful young woman walked into the room. She explained all the happenings after they went through the roof. They were shocked and amazed that mumbo lived ghosts can’t be harmed unless their death place is destroyed, or their home is. The madam’s name was Ka-poko, but Poke for short, while they started asking her questions, an elderly lady walked in. When she walked in she asked “How are our little death deifiers doing?”
Poke responded, “They will recover full, but will need time.” Both the ladies left the room to allow them to rest. Once they both were gone Mumbo drifted to sleep.
While Mumbo slept, Ghost went wandering around the area. He crept around the houses trying to notice anyone, but no one was to be found. Upon the time Ghost was wondering he found a large coconut shaped hut 21m base by 44m high. Ghost walked up to it and looked around, he saw gargoyles, lions, and a lot of gold. “What could be inside there?” he pondered aloud. When he floated to the door about to go inside, he was halted by a yell.
“Stop stranger!” yelled the local witch doctor
Ghost panicked and drifted into the ground below him. The man rushed towards the mysterious spot in which Ghost had sunk into. Ghost rushed belowground to his and Mumbo’s hut. Once there Mumbo wasn’t there. He started to panic more, so he hid under the bed inside a box until he was sure it was safe….
To Be Continued