It was yet another ordinary day in Goiky.
Although the Battle for Dream Island *is* the one thing their lives have largely been centered around, the *one* thing that has kept them busy and occupied for well over a decade now, the sole reason why they're still all hanging around this desolate, miserable corner of the world... it isn't actually that *big* of a part of their life, if they really think about it. Big in the metaphorical sense, absolutely. The BFDI has irreparably changed them in ways unfathomable, most likely ruining their lives forevermore and making them unable to work in any remotely normal living condition ever again. Their brains have been fried from all the constant competing and fighting, always demanding more and more action and adventure, requiring more and more of their time, effort, strength, patience, and their *dwindling* sanity. It was gonna be something that they'd never forget for as long as they live; in fact, it was probably *so* potent, so sickening, that even those viewers and voters, those people that they know *nothing* about, besides the fact that apparently they can derive *some* entertainment out of their suffering, they'll most likely be impacted by this... *experience*, this *mistake*, in ways that'll come back to bite them.
But there are plenty of other definitions of big. There are plenty of definitions for other words, even. Tennis Ball, Golf Ball, and all the other nerds have spent the better part of 2,763 years (give or take) doing all sorts of boring nerd junk, including unearthing ancient artifacts and trying to understand what they are and how they work. Most have quipped that there's probably a reason why they were left buried and forgotten in the first place, but *those* sorts of conversations usually went nowhere; and if they *did* go somewhere, that direction was usually constant violence. One of those artifacts in question was a dictionary. A dictionary is... a book where you can look up what a dictionary is, and how you're even supposed to pronounce that assemblage of characters. Imagine a book. Imagine Book. Imagine that one contestant currently competing in Team 2. Now imagine her... but not her. Not *anybody*. Imagine that she's just an inanimate object, without any sort of life. Imagine that. Imagine that, but *bigger*. Bigger still. That's *roughly* what a dictionary looks like. Now, Book *might* say that she *is* a dictionary herself, along with being 2,763 other things; but she isn't *that* big. The dictionary is very big, indeed. Some have seen for themselves what it looks like, and have seen how big it is. Those that have seen what it looks like probably saw it because they were down at GB's Underground Factory. Usually, they're only down at that Factory for one of two reasons: either they're there to cause some havoc, destroy those dumb nerd things that she holds dear... or they're there without any say about it.
Right, the dictionary. In the dictionary, there's a lot of pages. And in those pages, there's a lot of words. Those words are spent... listing every word. Listing everything those words can mean. It's a very boring book, so it fits right at home with those boring sport globules. But among those many, many, *many* definitions is a definition for the word 'big'. It *sounds* like a simple word; just three letters, for crying out loud. But because nerds like to ruin anything and everything that's good and just in the world, even something like that has a number of complexities and whatnot that make the word... the exact opposite of simple. Whatever that word may be. There's probably a word for that somewhere in the dictionary, but no sane person would ever want to read it.
To be big, in a literal sense, is to be large in size. And what does it mean to be large? It means to be of great... size. And what does it mean to be great? To be great is to take up much space. And what is space? That line of reasoning could go on forever and ever, going on and on, asking all sorts of dumb and inane questions, picking apart every single word, until everyone gets driven mad. That's *exactly* the sort of boring nerd junk that they're trying to avoid, the sort that those *balls* get up to all the time, for whatever reason. What entertainment do they even derive from that? What drives them to keep on doing what they're doing, despite how much it *clearly* sucks?
