Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Murky Memory

Gonzo and Jumanji (now free) reached a clearing in the forest. A moss-covered tree trunk, dead for decades, was near a small, pebbled stream. Gonzo sat on the trunk, muttering to himself. Jumanji was about to speak, when Gonzo gestured him to stop.

"How can I trust you? All this Achilles Boots business could just be a trap--dreadfully common when adventuring," said Gonzo.

"Well, you can trust my word--I am an adventurer, after all," retorted Jumanji.

"'An adventurer' is a start. Tell me more about your life as an adventurer, Jumanji," Gonzo requested.

“I’d love to tell you the whole thing, honest I would, but as it is, I don’t remember the whole thing,” said Jumanji as he shuffled nearby, pacing to set his mind straight.

“Don’t remember? What’s that about?” asked Gonzo.

“When I turned, or got turned rather, into a monkey, my mind got muddled a bit,”

“So how’d you turn into a monkey?”

“I just told you, I don’t remember yet,”

“Well, how’ll you remember then?”

“Zenzou the monk, who currently lives on Zenzou’s Island, can awaken my memories,” said Jumanji.

Gonzo rubbed his chin, looked up, then looked at Jumanji.

“I have also heard of the monk Zenzou. It is known he possess great knowledge,” said Gonzo.

“Well Jumanji, you’ve told me a bit about yourself, so I’ll share my bit. I am an adventurer from Alfalfa Fields. I seek the Achilles Boots; for only one wearing such boots may operate the Unbound Ornithcopter. I could tell you more… but I don’t want to overload your mind,”

“Fair enough. Right now, let’s begin an adventure,” said Jumanji.

HOW WILL THE ADVENTURERS REACH ZENZOU'S ISLAND?
To be continued...

Friday, June 11, 2010

The Mammalian Redemption

Gonzo was not amused. As he walked out the jungle, Jumanji followed (tied up by rope.)

"Speak" grunted Gonzo.

"My name is Jumanji, I was once a human, I am now a monkey. I seem to summon coconuts at will,"

"Give me one reason why I shouldn't sell you to the circus and become king," said Gonzo.

"For the Golden Boots," said Jumanji.

Gonzo had suddenly become agreeable. Hearing "boots" had stuck a pleasant bell in his mind.

"I haven't heard about these boots, do tell more" said Gonzo. Jumanji was shocked.

"You're bluffing! What point is there adventuring when you don't know about Achilles Golden Boots! Don't you know that the Slug Meister (the Maleficent) will take over our world if he obtains them?!"

WHAT ARE ACHILLES GOLDEN BOOTS? WHO IS THE SLUG MEISTER?
To be continued...

The Jungle of the Mammalian Monkey

Gonzo had stepped through several separate trails. Following the recurring cry, he was approaching monkey territory.

Being an adventurer, Gonzo wasn't surprised to spot a monkey around. He was more interested in the cry for help; a very foreign thing to him. As he walked further, a twig underfoot cracked.

Many monkeys started screaming, and before knowing it, a monkey had fallen, hung upside.

The hanging monkey was wearing rough human clothes and was face to upside down face to Gonzo. Gonzo was expecting a normal monkey scream, but he heard differently:

"HELP ME!" Gonzo was profoundly disturbed, and very agitated.

"ITS GONNA KILL ME!" thought Gonzo as he took a mighty swing towards the hanging, clothed monkey.

The clothed monkey vanished. Gonzo looked up to see the clothed monkey being dragged off with other monkeys. Gonzo moved on, yelling:
"You're trying to muddle my mind, and it's NOT working,"

After 30 minutes of exploring the now cry-free jungle, Gonzo felt somewhat satisfied and was about to leave. Just then the clothed monkey dropped down, and with an arm reaching Gonzo, said:

"You gotta save me from them, they think I'm a--" a sudden normal monkey shout was heard from above. Gonzo opened his mouth to speak, but someone flung monkey-dung in it. After trying to semi-spit, semi-vomit, he rinsed his mouth with his bottled water.

"That's it, now I'm angry!" yelled Gonzo. The monkey yelled louder. The clothed monkey, however, was trying all the while to say something softly.

"Um, now listen erm--", or "Please, just listen--", and even "Lets all just calm down now and--"

Between the monkeys and Gonzo, all hell had broke loose. Dungs were seen flying everywhere and stones were being thrown by Gonzo. Then the clothed monkey threw a coconut at both parties. Suddenly everyone silenced. The wild monkeys had left.

"My name is Jumanji, I was once human." said the clothed monkey. Gonzo, stunned, just stood there, muttering something to himself ('I am not nuts, I am not nuts,' and also: 'the monkey has coconuts, the monkey has coconuts'...)

HOW WILL GONZO REACT TO THE TALKING MONKEY?
To be continued...

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

The Day of The Scorching Sun

North of the Alfalfa Fields, a vast open green field lay, prime with wheat vegetation. Given time, a lady bug could be spotted somewhere.

Gonzo the adventurer often found solace around. There were few clouds, and the sun was furiously present. Gonzo, sitting in a tree’s shade, heard an echo above. He saw a bird pan far away. Bursting into the only cloud, the bird had vanished.

Days later, as Gonzo was walking to his home from his Ornithcopter Operating School, he heard a cry. The cry came from the jungle, and seemed animalistic. With time to kill, Gonzo approached the jungle.

“This stick should come in handy,” thought Gonzo as he picked up a gnarly wooden branch. Without another word, he went into the jungle through one opening nearby.

WHAT DID GONZO FIND IN THE MYSTERIOUS JUNGLE?
To be continued.