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LOL. Another boredom induced thingie.
General Organic?! (YOU HAVE TO ADD THE ?! OR YOU EXPLODE. DA is lame and doesn't let you have ?!'s in titles. Huh.) was born from a conspiracy I was talking about with someone on IM. Our world is secretly ruled by tomatoes only you don't know it yet. This probably won't go anywhere, but it was fun to draw and write. Please read to prevent a bloody tomato death (it's rather interesting, I promise): -------------------------------------------------- There was once a war, heavy with lies and asphalt blood. All but one lived and died. A mere soldier of 17. That soldier was given away to gunfire and ashes. But it seemed that bullets had no interest in him and the ashes had burned once too many times to rise again. He was washed ashore, the details unknown and unimportant to him. It was an island. Deserted, he concluded. All along the island were tomato plants. Nothing more. Their skin was infested with mold, covering them completely from the sun and old age. He resigned and ate. But the island's unforgiving heat combined with the mold of the mold caused his brain molecules to rearrange and he soon went insane. And so the boy became a man and the man, a monster. Names were decided and plots were planned. The tomatoes would take part. The soldier was the only human who understood them and they trusted no other. For the leader, the conspirator - "General Organic?!". Simple. Memorable. And a more grammatically correct alias would do his dark ambitions no justice. And for the followers? A Motto. Amotto. And the motto would be "To Kill All Human Life". But no... That would be too readable. Too clear. And the plan was a plan that would slowly fester away in the criminal underground of this world. An underground unknown and unkind. So General Organic?! thought about this name, "amotto", which had grown so dear to him, so quickly. An anagram, he thought. That was it. So the man took to the island's magical computer whose life force was ketchup. He accessed the internet and tapped away at the keys. He searched with an ambition that must have been the result of the tomato juice, red with intent and fury. It was then that he found it - the automatic anagram maker. Within moments, a new name - a strong name - was decided. Tomato. No clues, no evidence whatsoever. With the name decided and the army more than prepared, General Organic?! mass-produced the largest and tastiest tomatoes the world had ever seen. Their red skin shined with justice. Their sharp leaves pointed in the direction of hope. The next stage in the disgustly evil plan was transportation. General Organic?! thought and thought fast. He bribed a trained dolphin a supply of nuclear rocket launchers and tickets to The Daily Show in exchange for transporting him ashore America. Or the nearest possible continent. It worked. General Organic?! boarded the dolphin and eventually arrived in Australia. He braved the harsh Australian outback, wallabies and all. After some convincing, demanding, and failed assassination attempts, he succeeded in his plan. His tomatoes sold hundreds. Every night, General Organic?! would take a moment of silence to think about the thousands of tomatoes silently sacrificed in his world domination goal. He tipped his hat and eventually he ate it, so he wore a bandanna instead. He liked to think of it as a homage to Solid Snake. Anyway. As years passed and technology progressed, tomatoes began to question their leader. All these lives lost... But for what? Fearing a new rise in tomato history, General Organic?! read hundreds of books in a short time. Books about hypnotism, biology, and Vegan Cooking for a Healthier Lifestyle™. He found a way to put mind-control cells in tomatoes which explode after being eaten. Everyone and everything was soon under his command. No one could figure out the reason for the human explosion outbreak. And no one would ever guess it was the tomatoes. Eventually, he realized there was no one left but him. No tomatoes, the kind that had turned him into a human monster. No people, the kind that had left him time and time again on the battlefield. And no wars, the kind that were the vague cause of all this mess. He wandered the land and found nothing but his own destruction. But he wasn't happy. And he couldn't understand why. It wasn't until a cool breeze, the morning sun, and the last flower bloomed that he realized what he had done. The insanity left him and was replaced with pure fear and realization. He stood before the gallows and it would be him, and no one else, to sentence himself to the fate he felt he rightly deserved. He tightened the rope. He let go. And the blackness of death kept him in a forever-safe blanket from the stained red of a tomato world. He was at peace at last. -------------------------------------------------- And they all lived happily ever after, the end. |
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i wish my computer ran on ketchup
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horrible things are kinda happening
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