Circle story

Our story so far:

Zeke was weary with despair as he looked up at the cloudy night sky of autumn. He looked at the world...and saw that it was still depraved. He relinquished his fear and prowled about through the vast forests. Suddenly he felt the urge to sacrifice a goat, and drink its blood. He knew the urge was wrong, but continued to slaughter for years to come. He kept repeating after himself Rosseau's words, "that a state of reflection is contrary to nature, and that a thinking man is a depraved animal" He found no escape from his own consciouness. Then, one day, after years of brutily slaughtering goats, an epiphany hit him. "What am I doing?" he thought, " this is not my purpose, this is not my quest. I have been a fool for all these years. Goats are not for sacrifice. They are for loving." So he started to make love with the goats. But he realised that goats were not the meaning of life, moved to Wales and made loved to a sheep instead. He realized this was his true call, or was it?... After some months he started becaming serious with a certain young sheep. He even thought about marrage, but the sheep was cheating on poor Zeke. So, he killed it out of his disgust in a bloody fury. Zeke decided to take the sheeps blood and go to the nearest catholic church. He began to eat what was left of the poor creature, when suddenly a herd of sheep came along. On the way to the church he was arrested by the police for murder and sent to court. He fortunately came into contact with a nice lawyer named john Cockrin. In the court he fell asleep... and when he awakened, he realized that he was no longer Zeke. Now his name was Ed, and he was a leper. The judge who sat on the oak, told Ed: "I've been sitting on this damn oak for three hundred forty-five years now, and it's getting bloody boring! if you help me down I'll cure your disease AND throw in a great pair of kitchen knives... BUT THAT'S NOT ALL....help me now, and you'll also get this little hand juice-squeezer at no extra cost!"
After contemplating the idea of owning his very own hand juice-squeezer, Ed couldn't refuse, and he started to gnaw at the base of the judge's tree, with a slight hope that there might be a sheep inside. So he let him down, and with his cured disease, used his past Goat slaughtering, sheep fucking, blood drinking, leper past as lyrics for his black metal band Goatblut, which was a total failure 'cause the rest of the blackmetalers thought the leprosy-curing lyrics were too x-tian for the scene.
Then everybody watched the BIG news on TV: "the pope hung himself because he couldn't pay for Ren & Stimpy when Nickelodeon got the pay-per-view system..." So Ed and the Judge used the blood of the slain lamb to reanimate the pope's lifeless body. They reinstated him as the head of the church and controlled him like a voodoo puppet. But one girl named Sophia, saw through all of this and decided to discredit the pope by starting a huge Clintonian sex scandal with him. Sophia infiltrated the Vatican as a nun. She had to get closer to the Pope if she was to ever gather enough evidence to expose the scandal. She knew the mysterious Ed and the nameless old judge were behind it; she just didn't know what they were behind. Well, actually she did know what they were behind. She'd just seen Ed behind a sheep, and someone who looked like the judge behind Ed. Now if only she knew what their plan was... She finds out that the sheep, Ed, and the judge plan to use the Pope to market Goatsblut's 1st album "Sheepfucking Nihilism War"...she concedes that it IS a great plan and joins as the female vocalist, only to be sacked quickly as female vocals are just fucking cheesy...
Sophia could not bear this humiliation, and went into a nervous breakdown and became permanently insane. Henceforth, her name will be Sophkaz, and she serves the cow-god Mooocifer. The cow god Mooocifer was a mighty creature... 1000 nipples spurting all kinds of milk...even low fat chocolate... And so the newly annointed Sophkaz gathered a cult to worship the cow-god Mooocifer. When enough minions were gathered, Moocifer decided that sheep were his enemy, and those who fuck sheep, collaborators. Sophkaz soon declared a holy war on Ed, the judge, the sheep, and the Pope.
The Goatsblut members organized a large benefit concert; they claimed all the income would go to abused lambs, but the truth is that they used the money to finance a huge private army for the upcoming holy war against Mooocifer and his/her followers. But nay, it was all in vain, for the Force of the Members of Goatsblut (or FOTMOG, as the army came to be known) were routed from the battlefield and took refuge in a load of caves which backfired, as errant US warheads slammed into the caves, decimating the forces and once again leaving only Ed. The explosion knocked him in the head and he regained his memory of being Zeke... he looked around in the cave, and thought : "umm....what the **** happened to that court-thing??" Zeke immediatly left the cave fled across the countryside in a state of absolute terror. The bodies of the dead were still fresh in his mind's eye. He ran for hours in random directions. seemingly unaware of his surroundings. He ran until his feet bled. He ran until dusk when he happened upon a small cottage nestled upon a forlorn hillside. Smoke billowed from the chimney and the smell of roast carried on the northwind. Zeke moved stolidly toward the cottage without hesitation, he knew what had to be done. Zeke was confused, tired, and hungry to the point of famine. He decided to try to play on the sympathy of the owner of the cottage to get a free meal, and if the owner refused, take the food from him by force, along with whatever valuables were around. He knocked at the door of the cottage, waited; then knocked again, until finally someone opened it: It was Fred Durst! But before he could say a word he was hacked into pieces by Zeke. Zeke then proceeded to store dursts body away in little cling film bags, to add to freshness. then he gave dursts hat to his beloved goat, who inturn ate it and shat it out, his blood was now poisoned. Zeke had no choice but to change his name to Zekee. The goats went mad. After some frantic scientific research, Zekee discovered that his goat had the ability of nematodes (to absorb the memory of ingested animals). His goat was actually crazy because it had absorbed the memory of fred durst's hat.

(Hope I didn't forget anything)
 
The goat began to scream in utter agony, Zekee tried to calm it, but he found he couldn't move. To his horror, his beloved goat's body began to deform and mutate. The memories taken from Fred Durst's hat began to mutate the Goat's body. The goat stood on it's hind legs as it's body changed.

Before Zekee stood a half-goat, half-man hybrid.

"I am Durstego" the former goat said, and waited for Zekee to reply. A fiery anger burned in the creature's eyes.
 
"I am Durstego," it repeated, "and I admit I did it all for the nookie! But now that I'm far more powerful than you, I tell you: I'll break your fucking face tonight! Keep rollin'! Mwarrharhahaha!"
Now Zekee knew that he had to fight this obviously utterly crazy mutation that had once been his goat.
 
Thus the battle began. Durstego kicked with his hoofs and hit Zekee in the groin. Zekee doubled over in pain vomiting up blood. " Damn you!" Zekee screamed, " You were my goat!" But Durstego seemed not to hear, his mind keen on only the battle. Suddenly, Durstego brust foward, lunging at Zekee with the fury only a goat mixed with Fred Drust can have. He attacked Zekee but his fury found no purchase. Zekee had dodged that fatal blow. Zekee counter-attacked using a stick with a sharpened point and a needle. He thrust them into Durstego's belly.
 
"You Bastard" Zekee said, "I brought you into my home, and give you Fred Durst hat and this is how you repay me?" Zekee stand up and look down at his once best friend Durstego. "I damn you to hell to burn with Fred Durst. Now you will get no more food from me," said Zekee as he laughs diabolically.
 
Zekee found himself unsatifsied by killing and cursing his former goat companion. He began to stab him some more, and beat Durstego's lifeless body with his fists. He threw his body across the room, and knocked over a candle. As Zekee rushed and pummeled the late Durstego, and even went so far as to rape his corpse, the candle rolled across the floor, burning everything in it's wake until it landed in front of an open stove which Fred Durst had left on when he answered the door.

The cottage exploded in a brilliant burst of flame.

Several hours later, the rubble that was the cottage began to move. Zekee stood up, unfazed by the explosion. He looked around and then his body lit up with unholy black fire. The area around him caught fire as he laughed insanely. He finally understood the meaning of Rosseau's words and he shouted them out:

"that a state of reflection is contrary to nature, and that a thinking man is a depraved animal"

The answer was simple: Mankind must be destroyed, and he was just given the power to do it. He named himself Ezekial: The Dark Angel of Death.
 
...and so Ezekial roamed the country side in search of the perfect hanging fern. It was never to be however because Ezekial knew there was no such thing as the perfect hanging fern. Hundreds of nurseries lay waste under his ruthless scrutiny, the owners lifeless bodies stinking, bloated with their bruised rectums pointing accusingly skyward. Ezy as he liked to call himself in his mindless ramblings damned his foul existence and began to think that about fluffy kittens and how nice it would be to be loved.
'Tis a sad thing.' He spake to himself. 'When a man realises his own madness.' Holding aloft a rusty dirk, Ezy sought his own demise. 'Tis the end of this cursed undead roaming. A good day to die is when u find youself wanting to form a nu-metal band.' And the dagger sang through the air......
 
Just to bring it all together:

Zeke was weary with despair as he looked up at the cloudy night sky of autumn. He looked at the world...and saw that it was still depraved. He relinquished his fear and prowled about through the vast forests.

Suddenly he felt the urge to sacrifice a goat, and drink its blood. He knew the urge was wrong, but continued to slaughter for years to come. He kept repeating after himself Rosseau's words,

"that a state of reflection is contrary to nature, and that a thinking man is a depraved animal"

He found no escape from his own consciouness. Then, one day, after years of brutily slaughtering goats, an epiphany hit him. "What am I doing?" he thought, " this is not my purpose, this is not my quest. I have been a fool for all these years. Goats are not for sacrifice. They are for loving." So he started to make love with the goats. But he realised that goats were not the meaning of life, moved to Wales and made loved to a sheep instead.

He realized this was his true call, or was it?... After some months he started becaming serious with a certain young sheep. He even thought about marrage, but the sheep was cheating on poor Zeke. So, he killed it out of his disgust in a bloody fury. Zeke decided to take the sheeps blood and go to the nearest catholic church. He began to eat what was left of the poor creature, when suddenly a herd of sheep came along. On the way to the church he was arrested by the police for murder and sent to court. He fortunately came into contact with a nice lawyer named john Cockrin. In the court he fell asleep... and when he awakened, he realized that he was no longer Zeke. Now his name was Ed, and he was a leper. The judge who sat on the oak, told Ed: "I've been sitting on this damn oak for three hundred forty-five years now, and it's getting bloody boring! if you help me down I'll cure your disease AND throw in a great pair of kitchen knives... BUT THAT'S NOT ALL....help me now, and you'll also get this little hand juice-squeezer at no extra cost!"

After contemplating the idea of owning his very own hand juice-squeezer, Ed couldn't refuse, and he started to gnaw at the base of the judge's tree, with a slight hope that there might be a sheep inside. So he let him down, and with his cured disease, used his past Goat slaughtering, sheep fucking, blood drinking, leper past as lyrics for his black metal band Goatblut, which was a total failure 'cause the rest of the blackmetalers thought the leprosy-curing lyrics were too x-tian for the scene.

Then everybody watched the BIG news on TV: "the pope hung himself because he couldn't pay for Ren & Stimpy when Nickelodeon got the pay-per-view system..." So Ed and the Judge used the blood of the slain lamb to reanimate the pope's lifeless body. They reinstated him as the head of the church and controlled him like a voodoo puppet. But one girl named Sophia, saw through all of this and decided to discredit the pope by starting a huge Clintonian sex scandal with him. Sophia infiltrated the Vatican as a nun. She had to get closer to the Pope if she was to ever gather enough evidence to expose the scandal. She knew the mysterious Ed and the nameless old judge were behind it; she just didn't know what they were behind. Well, actually she did know what they were behind. She'd just seen Ed behind a sheep, and someone who looked like the judge behind Ed. Now if only she knew what their plan was... She finds out that the sheep, Ed, and the judge plan to use the Pope to market Goatsblut's 1st album "Sheepfucking Nihilism War"...she concedes that it IS a great plan and joins as the female vocalist, only to be sacked quickly as female vocals are just fucking cheesy...

Sophia could not bear this humiliation, and went into a nervous breakdown and became permanently insane. Henceforth, her name will be Sophkaz, and she serves the cow-god Mooocifer. The cow god Mooocifer was a mighty creature... 1000 nipples spurting all kinds of milk...even low fat chocolate... And so the newly annointed Sophkaz gathered a cult to worship the cow-god Mooocifer. When enough minions were gathered, Moocifer decided that sheep were his enemy, and those who fuck sheep, collaborators. Sophkaz soon declared a holy war on Ed, the judge, the sheep, and the Pope.

The Goatsblut members organized a large benefit concert; they claimed all the income would go to abused lambs, but the truth is that they used the money to finance a huge private army for the upcoming holy war against Mooocifer and his/her followers. But nay, it was all in vain, for the Force of the Members of Goatsblut (or FOTMOG, as the army came to be known) were routed from the battlefield and took refuge in a load of caves which backfired, as errant US warheads slammed into the caves, decimating the forces and once again leaving only Ed. The explosion knocked him in the head and he regained his memory of being Zeke...

he looked around in the cave, and thought : "umm....what the **** happened to that court-thing??" Zeke immediatly left the cave fled across the countryside in a state of absolute terror. The bodies of the dead were still fresh in his mind's eye. He ran for hours in random directions. seemingly unaware of his surroundings. He ran until his feet bled. He ran until dusk when he happened upon a small cottage nestled upon a forlorn hillside. Smoke billowed from the chimney and the smell of roast carried on the northwind. Zeke moved stolidly toward the cottage without hesitation, he knew what had to be done.

Zeke was confused, tired, and hungry to the point of famine. He decided to try to play on the sympathy of the owner of the cottage to get a free meal, and if the owner refused, take the food from him by force, along with whatever valuables were around. He knocked at the door of the cottage, waited; then knocked again, until finally someone opened it: It was Fred Durst! But before he could say a word he was hacked into pieces by Zeke. Zeke then proceeded to store dursts body away in little cling film bags, to add to freshness. then he gave dursts hat to his beloved goat, who inturn ate it and shat it out, his blood was now poisoned. Zeke had no choice but to change his name to Zekee. The goats went mad. After some frantic scientific research, Zekee discovered that his goat had the ability of nematodes (to absorb the memory of ingested animals). His goat was actually crazy because it had absorbed the memory of fred durst's hat.

The goat began to scream in utter agony, Zekee tried to calm it, but he found he couldn't move. To his horror, his beloved goat's body began to deform and mutate. The memories taken from Fred Durst's hat began to mutate the Goat's body. The goat stood on it's hind legs as it's body changed.

Before Zekee stood a half-goat, half-man hybrid.

"I am Durstego" the former goat said, and waited for Zekee to reply. A fiery anger burned in the creature's eyes. "I am Durstego," it repeated, "and I admit I did it all for the nookie! But now that I'm far more powerful than you, I tell you: I'll break your fucking face tonight! Keep rollin'! Mwarrharhahaha!"
Now Zekee knew that he had to fight this obviously utterly crazy mutation that had once been his goat.

Thus the battle began. Durstego kicked with his hoofs and hit Zekee in the groin. Zekee doubled over in pain vomiting up blood. " Damn you!" Zekee screamed, " You were my goat!" But Durstego seemed not to hear, his mind keen on only the battle. Suddenly, Durstego brust foward, lunging at Zekee with the fury only a goat mixed with Fred Drust can have. He attacked Zekee but his fury found no purchase. Zekee had dodged that fatal blow. Zekee counter-attacked using a stick with a sharpened point and a needle. He thrust them into Durstego's belly.

"You Bastard" Zekee said, "I brought you into my home, and give you Fred Durst hat and this is how you repay me?" Zekee stand up and look down at his once best friend Durstego. "I damn you to hell to burn with Fred Durst. Now you will get no more food from me," said Zekee as he laughs diabolically. Zekee found himself unsatifsied by killing and cursing his former goat companion. He began to stab him some more, and beat Durstego's lifeless body with his fists. He threw his body across the room, and knocked over a candle. As Zekee rushed and pummeled the late Durstego, and even went so far as to rape his corpse, the candle rolled across the floor, burning everything in it's wake until it landed in front of an open stove which Fred Durst had left on when he answered the door.

The cottage exploded in a brilliant burst of flame.

Several hours later, the rubble that was the cottage began to move. Zekee stood up, unfazed by the explosion. He looked around and then his body lit up with unholy black fire. The area around him caught fire as he laughed insanely. He finally understood the meaning of Rosseau's words and he shouted them out:

"that a state of reflection is contrary to nature, and that a thinking man is a depraved animal"

The answer was simple: Mankind must be destroyed, and he was just given the power to do it. He named himself Ezekial: The Dark Angel of Death.

...and so Ezekial roamed the country side in search of the perfect hanging fern. It was never to be however because Ezekial knew there was no such thing as the perfect hanging fern. Hundreds of nurseries lay waste under his ruthless scrutiny, the owners lifeless bodies stinking, bloated with their bruised rectums pointing accusingly skyward. Ezy as he liked to call himself in his mindless ramblings damned his foul existence and began to think that about fluffy kittens and how nice it would be to be loved.
'Tis a sad thing.' He spake to himself. 'When a man realises his own madness.' Holding aloft a rusty dirk, Ezy sought his own demise. 'Tis the end of this cursed undead roaming. A good day to die is when u find youself wanting to form a nu-metal band.' And the dagger sang through the air......
 
As the sharp cold pain of steel bit into his chest, Ezekial had an epiphany of sorts. If he repented all his sins at this last moment, he could still get into heaven and sit next to god's holy throne. He could be eternal.
 
In pain Ezy lay there hoping to die… but it was point less this pain would never go away. He pulled the dagger out of him and watched blood shoot out from his wound. "What am I to do now…?" he said. "Well I've killed a lot of goats and sheep survived 2 explostions and I've tried to kill myself what's left for me to do…"
 
and then he suddenly realised what he must do. he must go down to the sacred river and drink the water in order to...



















































































(yes i know that was a very poor contribution, but on the spur of the moment i couldn't think of anything better or funnier...)