Cold. Gobby feels ever so cold as he floats in the frisky depths of this chasm. He sees a ever so bright light in front of him. ¨wow very bright¨ Gobby says. The light zooms towards him holding the power of an 8 million horsepower engine. ¨wow, very fast" Gobby says. The light gets closer and closer. "Wow, very hot" Gobby says. The glimmering blaze inching closer reveals itself to be the woman. Her skin resembles that of a freshly polished leather shoe, robust, yet supple in structure while possessing a strong tensile strength.
Gobby is rendered powerless in her sight. ¨from whence did you appear thou cockered open-arsed deformity?!¨ The woman does not speak. With her presence emitting a fierce sense of urgency she proclaims, ¨prepareth thy murd'rous weapons, thou shalt meeteth thee broth'r, timeth from anon. To the death thee shalt square for the title of prop'r status, naughty mushrump!¨ she spoke those honeyed words in a guttural voice. Her declaration rippling through the air, tearing past the fluid air betwixt his ears. Suddenly Gobby felt his body succumb to the sleep that was pulling him deeper into the dark crevasse. His eyes closed.
Gobby rose from his slumber like the canary colored sun rising past the equator. A cold sweat was wiped from his forehead by his raggedy old shirt. Something awakened in his eyes and soul, he remembered the woman and her piercing proclamation ¨I MUST FIND MY BROTHER¨ Gobby ferociously declaims.
A dream, was it a dream? He put one of his limbs on the frigid stoney floor and proceeded to put on his moss jacket. In the center of his room, a twinkie sat on the disheveled rug. Gobby eyed the cream filled yellow sponge cake with a feral look of famine plastered upon his wrinkly face. He elongates his finger and savagely grips the twinkie grazing the floor as he makes his way to his musty kitchen. Eyeing the rusty toaster he shoves the cylindrical cream filled cake into the slot. He sets the toaster timer to 5 minutes. Waiting for his meal to cook, Gobby peers into the reflection on the back of a spoon. His reflection looking back at him in discontent as he waits for his cake in the toaster.
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The Gobby Chronicles
SpiritualThis is a story pertaining the awakening of Gobby Gobster and his adventure to the Rat Kingdom where he shall fight his rat brother in order to obtain power of the rodent kingdom. Will Gobby survive?? Credits: Artwork by: ShlonkBonk Mosstheboss Cu...
