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The Baddest Man Alive Chapter Three "The Origin of Axel Grunge! Pt 1"
Thanks y'all I really love the respect I get for my writing, I'm sure this is what Mankind felt like when he wrote his book.
The road, she called Axel Grunge. Like a telephone, but the road doesn’t actually call people, Axel just sort of looks at it and knows. Knows the truth of it. He should ride, no matter what, on his motorcycle. He turns to Charlene, they are both in bed from doing it. He wakes her up and tells her he has to go because the road is calling him to ride on it. She says she understands but looks sad. Because she looks sad Axel does it with her again so she’ll feel better. After doing it again she gets out a cigarette, to smoke it because wanted to relax after all the doing it. Axel turns to her as she lights the cigarette.
“You shouldn’t smoke,” Axel said with the caring of years of wisdom he had gained. “Each year 390,000 Americans die from the effects of smoking, smokers have twice the risk of attack, have two to four times the chance of cardiac arrest, a pregnant woman who smokes increases the baby’s chance of birth defects, complications in birth and infant crib death, smoking can also cause bronchitis, emphysema and lung cancer, finally, giving up smoking rapidly reduces the risk of heart disease. After number of years, the risk of heart disease diminishes to the same level as a person who has never smoked.”
Charlene looked to him with a sense of feeling. She could see that what she was doing was hurting her and Axel cared enough for her to quit the disgusting habit of smoking tobacco. “You’re right,” agreeing with the wisdom she had heard from him just then, while they are in bed. “I’ll never smoke again.” And she never did. Satisfied that his work is done here, he got dressed and so did Charlene. As he sat upon his motorcycle and started it, then checked the right and left turn signals and the strap to his helmet, he started out to the highway, but Charlene jumped in front of the motorcycle and cried.
“You can’t leave!” she screamed as she jumped up and down and pulled her hair, “No one can make me as horny as you!” Axel knew it was true, but he had a mission. A mission of knowing.
“Look!” he snapped, he couldn’t believe how selfish she was being to him. “I know I make you hornier than you can believe, but you can’t have me to yourself!” Charlene expression changed so quick, you wouldn’t believe it- she knew he was right. It was wrong to deny the other women of the world to get that horny. She felt ashamed of herself, but still would miss him, so instead she asked him a question in an inquisitive manner.
“Well,” she waved her awesome boobs in front of him apologetically, even under her waitress shirt you could tell how sweet they were. “Could you at least tell me the story of your origin?” It was the least Axel could do he thought a loud in his head. So he turned off his chopper and put his hand on his chin in a look of thinking.
“It all started one million years ago, when man and beast,” you should think of electric guitars playing and you also need drums and a bass. “Were as one!” He shot his fist in the air and lightning struck it again and again. Then there is a long guitar note that goes, ‘waaaaayarrrrn!’ then, ‘juh-juh-juhn!’
“Gasp!” Charlene states.
“The great spirit, Q’bettle-par-ish’a-mon’tep created the great medallion, the Tri-Power, three disks…each with- GREAT POWER OF IT’S OWN!” Then there is a drum solo, but there is still guitar in the background, it is playing really fast arena rock. “Strength, experience and bravery, they were held by people so they could be great and build a city and have a princess to keep the Tri-Power safe. Her name was Z’eldar.”
“She sounds beautiful.” Charlene said looking at him.
“Oh, she was and classy as a Red Lobster.” Axel sipped brandy from a tumbler with a little ice then put it down. Axel knew all about Red Lobster from taking girls there all the time. He didn’t even care about how much it costs. “You see one day, a terrible man came and kidnapped her and stole the Tri-Power of Strength.”
“Oh no!” Charlene curled into a shivering ball. “Noooooooooooooooooooo!”
“But instead, one brave man went on and challenged the evil tyranny of the man’s cruelness and planned to win.” Axel looked to the heavens when he said it, he also said it kind of gravelly. The guitar music is more uplifting now and heroic. Like, ‘Ner-ner-ner-neeeeeeeeer-ner!’ then ‘Wayeeeeeeeeeeer!’ Charlene stands straight, wipes tears from her eyes and nods once bravely. She knew she would have to be brave to finish this emotional rollercoaster called Axel Grunge’s life.
Last edited by thecoolestdude : 01-23-2008 at 09:29 AM.
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