Rejoice! For the Blessed Scroll is here!
At last, the Great Text is accessible for all Terrestian Mortals!
Many scores of Cosmic Travelers have sacrificed themselves, and will continue to do so, to get the Illustrious Document here, so one should be honored. One should also note that as time changes, so does the Mythical Bangkok. These changes are constant but alas, the trek is rough, and Cosmic Travelers can only bring so much. The Holy Unfinished Book, will never be completed, so long as Reality continues.
Now bask. Bask in the glory of it all.
Many scores of Cosmic Travelers have sacrificed themselves, and will continue to do so, to get the Illustrious Document here, so one should be honored. One should also note that as time changes, so does the Mythical Bangkok. These changes are constant but alas, the trek is rough, and Cosmic Travelers can only bring so much. The Holy Unfinished Book, will never be completed, so long as Reality continues.
Now bask. Bask in the glory of it all.
Bangkok Africas
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It all started in Bangkok Africas. The sun was blaring down on all the living, scorching the life out of who all dwelled there. But not for the four brave souls. With only tattered clothing and grimy backpacks, their long needed rest was underway at an oasis.
A bead of sweat rolled down Tommy's forehead as he read his book named "The Eater in the Kitchen". He hadn't been able to read in peace for quite some time. Sitting next to him, sat Jacques Marquis, an old man with once fine clothes. A long white beard and mustache adorned his face along with a monocle on his right eye. At one point he used to be known as the Great Trecklan Clock-Maker, but that age was long gone. Abdullah Greeley lounged in the shade, a tall and brown man who also possessed a beard (albeit a shorter and brown one.) Lastly sat Ivan Grumbler, a young man with short blonde hair, and a blocky serious face.
They had finally found a place of rest after countless days of running away from The Hexadecimal. The heat made it nearly impossible for Tommy to concentrate on The Eater in the Kitchen. As his eyes drifted off the page, he noticed a dark entity flowing over a distant dune. His eyes bulged in realization. The Hexadecimal had found them. Tommy leaped up and squinted at it as he confirmed that it indeed had a radix of 6.
All 4 of them were now aware.
Abdullah clutched his heavy bag instinctively as they all jerked into motion.
The Hexadecimal was well over the dune now heading towards them at an alarming rate.
Right as Tommy shoved his book into his sack, he heard a sharp voice. The sand near him shifted and a head unearthed. It was Mr. Patel's head peeking from the underneath the sand. His ears perked up as a continuous distorted noise rumbled nearer.
"Get under now, unless you want to die", Mr. Patel said ominously.
Tommy got the attention of everyone and they all ran over to Mr. Patel as he sank into a hatch under the shifting sands.
The Noise could only be a couple meters away now. They slipped inside and Abdullah closed the hatch.
As their eyes adjusted to the lack of light in the room, they saw that they were standing in a large concrete room with a low ceiling. There was only one flickering bulb, casting an eerie glow across the room. In the center was a long wooden table, with a feast of vegetals adorning it. Ivan's eyes widened with excitement, his mouth watering profusely. Before anyone could say anything he began shoving the vegetals into his mouth at unimaginable speeds, and soon Tommy followed. A couple of second after joining in he felt something odd.
He finally realized: Jacques Marquis' hair was no longer naturally combed to the right (Normally, his hair was always combed to the left even when he didn't comb it)! Tommy knew this was bad, and his hairy knees began to giggle as he shouted, "Don't eat that! Jaques' hair is no longer combed to the right!" Abdullah did not stop, his hunger had grown into something unnatural. It grew into a monstrous noise that shook the ceiling. Luckily, he saw The Pena's empty bag in the corner! He ran over, and suddenly all the vegetals were pouring out of his mouth, forming an orange slop in the bag.
But Tommy's hairy knees began to giggle dangerously. He fell down as the knees continued laughing, contorting his legs in many unnatural positions. His legs went limp as two sharp cracks echoed throughout the room. As he laid on the ground in shock, he slowly drifted his eyes towards his legs. Suddenly, his arms began to giggle a bit. It was spreading! As had just happened, his arms began to spasm harder and rougher, giggling quickly becoming uncontrollable laughter! After two other cracks, his arms went limp. He couldn't move at all; he was incapacitated!
Soon, everyone's knees started to giggle too. One after another they all followed a similar fate! "Now what are we to do!?" Shouted Ivan nervously. Soon, they heard a low grumble. They all looked around in confusion when they saw a shadowy figure in the Courneer*. "I am hunger, I will eat," Said the unknown thing.
"Hello? Who shares this space with us?" Asked Jacques Marquis. Soon a very fat frog emeragedn** from the Courneer. It was the dreaded Hunter, the King of Frogs! They had to leave or they would be soon end up as his meal! They tried to move but their efforts were in vain.
But then their clothes started to move, and dragged them across the floor!
As soon as The Hunter began to approach them dangerously close, there was a penetrating screech of metal being torn! The Hexadecimal pounced on the floor and observed.
But something was... different...
Abdullah noticed that the Hexadecimal was not in its true form, it was merely in its Illusionary state! The shapeless Illusion started engulfing everything in sight. The team of four readied themselves for what they only knew would be a fight. But all of a sudden, Abdullah felt a tickling on his ear! He woke up from a deep sleep to Tommy tickling his ear, and realized the frog, Courneer, Hexadecimal, and fight were all a dream. He cursed at himself as he knew that Cross-Dimensional Travel was a very dangerous feat.
"It's time to go," said Tommy. Ivan felt the ground beneath him shake, and the sand above them from the pit start to become loose and fall. Mr. Patel led them through a complex cave system in the sandy environment with no other words said after Tommy's warning. They were lead out the hole, with the four going before Mr. Patel. As they turned around to thank him, Mr. Patel disintegrated before their very eyes. Each looking at each other, they knew in their hearts that Mr. Patel only meant good.
They started to travel through the cave. "I wonder what could be down here?" Said Abdullah. And indeed what could be Down Here? Down here Here was a tale passed down across generations in the village they came from. It was rumored that hidden caves that had strange entities in them tended to contain strange Down Here's. Suddenly they heard a distant echo in the cave.
"...Down Here..." A deep echoey voice rumbled.
Suddenly, a Strange Entity jumped down stiffly from the roof of the cave and yelled: "ESCAPE. ESCAPE."
No one knew from where in the roof of the cave he jumped down from, but the robotic sternness in his voice pressured them to do as he said. They all ran in different directions, but Abdullah Greeley smelled something of interest.
As Abdullah sprinted down the tunnel, he saw a light ahead of him. As he approached it, he began to smell the sweet and salty smell of Petrichor. A few moments later he reached the light and saw something he had always dreamed about. An infinite pool for him to swim in! He inhaled a deep breath of petrichor and dove into the pool!
Meanwhile, back in the cave, everyone continued running around, never noticing where Abdullah had gone. All of a sudden, Jaques Marquis lost it. He picked up a sack which was handed to him by Humphrey Bogarty. Tommy, who was randomly holding a piece of ice, noticed Jaques Marquis coming towards him with a strange light in his eyes. But before he could do anything, Jaques knocked him backwards into a darker tunnel!
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It all started in Bangkok Africas. The sun was blaring down on all the living, scorching the life out of who all dwelled there. But not for the four brave souls. With only tattered clothing and grimy backpacks, their long needed rest was underway at an oasis.
A bead of sweat rolled down Tommy's forehead as he read his book named "The Eater in the Kitchen". He hadn't been able to read in peace for quite some time. Sitting next to him, sat Jacques Marquis, an old man with once fine clothes. A long white beard and mustache adorned his face along with a monocle on his right eye. At one point he used to be known as the Great Trecklan Clock-Maker, but that age was long gone. Abdullah Greeley lounged in the shade, a tall and brown man who also possessed a beard (albeit a shorter and brown one.) Lastly sat Ivan Grumbler, a young man with short blonde hair, and a blocky serious face.
They had finally found a place of rest after countless days of running away from The Hexadecimal. The heat made it nearly impossible for Tommy to concentrate on The Eater in the Kitchen. As his eyes drifted off the page, he noticed a dark entity flowing over a distant dune. His eyes bulged in realization. The Hexadecimal had found them. Tommy leaped up and squinted at it as he confirmed that it indeed had a radix of 6.
All 4 of them were now aware.
Abdullah clutched his heavy bag instinctively as they all jerked into motion.
The Hexadecimal was well over the dune now heading towards them at an alarming rate.
Right as Tommy shoved his book into his sack, he heard a sharp voice. The sand near him shifted and a head unearthed. It was Mr. Patel's head peeking from the underneath the sand. His ears perked up as a continuous distorted noise rumbled nearer.
"Get under now, unless you want to die", Mr. Patel said ominously.
Tommy got the attention of everyone and they all ran over to Mr. Patel as he sank into a hatch under the shifting sands.
The Noise could only be a couple meters away now. They slipped inside and Abdullah closed the hatch.
As their eyes adjusted to the lack of light in the room, they saw that they were standing in a large concrete room with a low ceiling. There was only one flickering bulb, casting an eerie glow across the room. In the center was a long wooden table, with a feast of vegetals adorning it. Ivan's eyes widened with excitement, his mouth watering profusely. Before anyone could say anything he began shoving the vegetals into his mouth at unimaginable speeds, and soon Tommy followed. A couple of second after joining in he felt something odd.
He finally realized: Jacques Marquis' hair was no longer naturally combed to the right (Normally, his hair was always combed to the left even when he didn't comb it)! Tommy knew this was bad, and his hairy knees began to giggle as he shouted, "Don't eat that! Jaques' hair is no longer combed to the right!" Abdullah did not stop, his hunger had grown into something unnatural. It grew into a monstrous noise that shook the ceiling. Luckily, he saw The Pena's empty bag in the corner! He ran over, and suddenly all the vegetals were pouring out of his mouth, forming an orange slop in the bag.
But Tommy's hairy knees began to giggle dangerously. He fell down as the knees continued laughing, contorting his legs in many unnatural positions. His legs went limp as two sharp cracks echoed throughout the room. As he laid on the ground in shock, he slowly drifted his eyes towards his legs. Suddenly, his arms began to giggle a bit. It was spreading! As had just happened, his arms began to spasm harder and rougher, giggling quickly becoming uncontrollable laughter! After two other cracks, his arms went limp. He couldn't move at all; he was incapacitated!
Soon, everyone's knees started to giggle too. One after another they all followed a similar fate! "Now what are we to do!?" Shouted Ivan nervously. Soon, they heard a low grumble. They all looked around in confusion when they saw a shadowy figure in the Courneer*. "I am hunger, I will eat," Said the unknown thing.
"Hello? Who shares this space with us?" Asked Jacques Marquis. Soon a very fat frog emeragedn** from the Courneer. It was the dreaded Hunter, the King of Frogs! They had to leave or they would be soon end up as his meal! They tried to move but their efforts were in vain.
But then their clothes started to move, and dragged them across the floor!
As soon as The Hunter began to approach them dangerously close, there was a penetrating screech of metal being torn! The Hexadecimal pounced on the floor and observed.
But something was... different...
Abdullah noticed that the Hexadecimal was not in its true form, it was merely in its Illusionary state! The shapeless Illusion started engulfing everything in sight. The team of four readied themselves for what they only knew would be a fight. But all of a sudden, Abdullah felt a tickling on his ear! He woke up from a deep sleep to Tommy tickling his ear, and realized the frog, Courneer, Hexadecimal, and fight were all a dream. He cursed at himself as he knew that Cross-Dimensional Travel was a very dangerous feat.
"It's time to go," said Tommy. Ivan felt the ground beneath him shake, and the sand above them from the pit start to become loose and fall. Mr. Patel led them through a complex cave system in the sandy environment with no other words said after Tommy's warning. They were lead out the hole, with the four going before Mr. Patel. As they turned around to thank him, Mr. Patel disintegrated before their very eyes. Each looking at each other, they knew in their hearts that Mr. Patel only meant good.
They started to travel through the cave. "I wonder what could be down here?" Said Abdullah. And indeed what could be Down Here? Down here Here was a tale passed down across generations in the village they came from. It was rumored that hidden caves that had strange entities in them tended to contain strange Down Here's. Suddenly they heard a distant echo in the cave.
"...Down Here..." A deep echoey voice rumbled.
Suddenly, a Strange Entity jumped down stiffly from the roof of the cave and yelled: "ESCAPE. ESCAPE."
No one knew from where in the roof of the cave he jumped down from, but the robotic sternness in his voice pressured them to do as he said. They all ran in different directions, but Abdullah Greeley smelled something of interest.
As Abdullah sprinted down the tunnel, he saw a light ahead of him. As he approached it, he began to smell the sweet and salty smell of Petrichor. A few moments later he reached the light and saw something he had always dreamed about. An infinite pool for him to swim in! He inhaled a deep breath of petrichor and dove into the pool!
Meanwhile, back in the cave, everyone continued running around, never noticing where Abdullah had gone. All of a sudden, Jaques Marquis lost it. He picked up a sack which was handed to him by Humphrey Bogarty. Tommy, who was randomly holding a piece of ice, noticed Jaques Marquis coming towards him with a strange light in his eyes. But before he could do anything, Jaques knocked him backwards into a darker tunnel!
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*A Courneer is a very special object which can only be accessed by a frog of large proportions.
**For a frog to emeragedn, there must be very special circumstances: 1) It must be in a Courneer, 2) The frog must be larger than five by five feet, 3) A Igitir*** must be present, and 4) the frog's hunger must exceed 2 meals.
**For a frog to emeragedn, there must be very special circumstances: 1) It must be in a Courneer, 2) The frog must be larger than five by five feet, 3) A Igitir*** must be present, and 4) the frog's hunger must exceed 2 meals.