Funny story
 

I am working on a story, here is the basic plot. Jim the Angel gets bored in heaven because since you can't improve on perfection, every day is the same as the last. When given another inane commandment from god to deliver to the human race, he instead commands humans to not worship god. He is forthwith struck by lightning and sent to hell where he meets hitler, the devil, becomes ferry man of the river styx, causes hell to freeze over, and is cast from hell into purgatory, a land that is just like earth but with different laws governing its universe. from there, the story takes an adventure twist as he goes on an adventure to defeat the evil lord Flrtplpglglsnrt II. On his way he is joined by a demon who did way too many drugs in the sixties, a sexy assassin whos only goal is to kill him, and an old man who believes that himself a ghost.

no, i don't have a.d.doyouwanttogoridebikes?:D

Sounds interesting. I would suggest you change the name of the evil lord to something pronounceable.

Good luck.

Howabout instead of a sexy assassin, you have like a short, maybe kinda-nice lookin' except maybe her nose is kinda crooked and maybe weighs a little bit more than she'd like assassin, who keeps trying to seductify people into her web of sexy death except it keeps not working at all because she's not the sexy sultry seductrinating type, and over the course of story she learns to like herself for who she is and coldly calculatingly kill people using her own unique kind of charm?

That'd be neat.

I mean at first I thought "there goes fifthfiend being a jerk again" and then I realized that I'd probably pay to read that.

I am going to offend so many people with my luck. Please send all hatemail to prosperobot@yahoo.com or privatecabose@hotmail.com. Me likey teh hatemail.



Jim was bored. The blond angel in white robes with white wings sat in a white chair, at a white table, and ate some sort of strange white food. The clouds beneath his feet were white. The clouds above him were white. White, white, white, white, white. Bored, bored, bored bored, bored. Heaven was boring, everything the same, everything white, everything perfect, day after day after day.

At that time, a white scroll poofed into existance right in front of Jim's nose. However, Jim was allergic to the trademarked "Poof-scrolls-into-existence-in-front-of-Jim's-nose" powder. He sneezed all over the message. It didn't matter though. He never could read these things, I mean, what the hell was God thinking, writing important documents in white in on white scrolls. Jim instead did what he always did, called.

"Hello, God here"

"Hey, this is Jim, I'm having a little trouble reading your handwriting..."

"My handwriting is perfect!"

"So you say..."

"What?"

"Nevermind, anyway what did you want me to do?"

"Oh, go down to Earth and tell them not to brush their teeth on Tuesdays. Make it sound good."

"As I recall, I already told you that humans no longer have the faith to see angels."

"No, I would remember that. My memory is perfect."

"Besides, humans need to brush their teeth. Every day."

"I don't!"

"God, you're an idiot!"

"What?"

"Nothing, fine I'll go tell them."

"Do your best!"

I have to say that I like it so far. I'm kinda surprised, but you've hooked me.

That seems pretty interesting, and fairly amusing. I'd be happy to read more.

I truely wish to see this in a comic... maybe i will off to DRAW!

Thank all you who watcheth
 

If anyone wants to use this for a comic, go for it. That is something I can't do, because I suck at drawing, but if you can do a decent comic based on it, go for it...

Here's some more, a short post.

Jim flew down from the sky, carrying a large stone tablet in his right arm. The tablet was blank, but God seemed to think it made them more believable. An aura of light surrounded Jim as he began his proclamation, completely invisible to the humans below.

"I bring forth a commandment from the most high God. He declareth on this day the twenty-first day of August, 2008, that humans shall no longer be permitted to..." as he gave this proclamation, a sly smile spread across his face, "Worship God..."

"Is that true? Why doesn't God want us to worship him?" said a voice from amidst the crowds. It was a brown-haired man with green eyes and a worn face. Jim was surprised, no one was supposed to have the faith to see him. However, before he could further ponder this quandary, a bolt of divine wrath struck him. People stared at the man with faith, while the man with faith stared with a horrified look on his face at the angel that fell from the heavens burning and cursing.

"OH GOD IT HURTS! WHY DOES IT BURN SO! WHY DID I END A QUERY WITH AN EXCLAMATION POINT!"

Then, he watched in even more horror as Jim writhed in pain, screaming as he burnt to death.

"Oh, let it end. Why won't I die? Hell would be a reprieve from this pain! Hrgblrblkrkle..."

Then, the man of faith laughed, perhaps due to the trauma, perhaps due to seeing the fat kid holding an ice cream cone trip over the corpse of an angel he couldn't see.

I decided I wanted to conclude this post by thanking all of you who have been reading this, even though I've only posted story stuff twice. It looks like it could be pretty popular and I appreciate the encouragement. Post again, so that someone doesn't bitch me out for double posting, and I hope to hear from you all soon. Also, hatemail can now only go to prosperobot@yahoo.com. Haven't gotten any hatemail, but there is still plenty of time for me to offend people's moral sense.

*Steps from the shadows, formerly known as 'lurking'*
I could probably draw up a few pages if you were interested. Just send me a script and I'll see what I can do.

Also it doesn't have to be a comic. You could just write it out as a book. It seems to fall into a very 'Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy' kind-o-thing incredibly well.