Message #199726

[Trijhak]

Entry 2

I did not have very long to grow accustomed to my new body, littered with trash, or my new 'home' which was really an old dustbin. My first encounter was with a vicious, angry, but curious beetle, who dared come close to touch my mask with its dirty pincers. The (low) power of the mask transformed him in an instant into a highly-deformed trashcan that resemled an arch on either side. No sooner that I recovered from the shcok of seeing his weirdly unclean atoms in high detail that I was attacked by an armoured creature.

The beast was savage, wild, and wanting my trashcans. I had never fought before, or ever needed to, and I wasn't used to this new body yet.(apart from the time I fought with the Great Beings about why they should be called the Cheese Grates) But, somehow, I drove the creature off. This second fight taught me a great deal-that in return for making new bodies, you get savage, wild creatures wanting trashcans after you! This was not the (not very) peaceful universe I had once watched over. (though I was too distracted by my PlanetStation 3). It was a dangerous place full of unknown menaces, and if I wasn't very careful, I would die here, like one of those toa-like things named Cervatus that I found in this weird page I somehow have.

I thought about the great bengs, the wise stupid and dumb men and women who had created me and my universe so many thousands of years ago. Could they ever imagined all that had happened since? (they would abduct my old body and use it for experimenting) What would they do if they knew that their creation no longer towered above worlds made out of decaying rubbish, no longer had the power to split planets or travel between worlds at will.  Now I was simply a being carrying a very-badly carved trashcan and a savage beetle who was the trashcan, along with a sword that was made out of paper, surrounded by miles of desert and far, far from home AKA my garbage truck.

Someone else might have wept or screamed in frustration or even given up right there or maybe even went a pyschotic rampage throughm out the universe eating planets or perished. But I didn't have the right to do any of those things, not while my people were on danger, though the real reason is that I only get paid $0.01 per 10,000 years and cannot afford ultra cool powers of awesomeness. Like it or not, I would have to explore this harsh, rubbish-littered world on my own, and I hope I could somehow find a way to achieve my destiny. (which was get a cheeseburger from McMagna's)

C&C this time?