Das Hier #23
"Curse you Avaghath! What have you done to me? I can't fight you upside down." Grothur cried out at his boy nemesis, which was something that he had long hated, having a boy as his nemesis like he wasn't a dread dark villain who deserved an adult who stood against him.
But that wasn't the case and he had to face Avaghath at nearly every turn. And he hated it. But there was nothibg that he could do. The boy Avaghath was his nemesis and the villains always laughed at him when stopped off at the villain bar, Last Hero Living, a dark name for a bar to be sure, but they were villains after all. So it was to be expected.
Where do we stand after 26 days? Together, we five Societors have combined to write 67,115 words with a breakdown of...
Well, maybe that breakdown is best saved for a reveal at the beginning of the next month so you don't get tired of seeing the breakdown.
But know this me and Dalton have shouldered the greatest share of the load with a combined rate of 41%, which is pretty good when Dalton can only write once a week and I can only write six.
67,115 words after 26 days is not that far off where we should be for the easy reach of a million words as that places us at 94% of where we should be this deep into the month.
And that gives us hope that we can do this.
But sadly. over the course of the last three days, Franklin has shouldered too much of the load and his percentage is in the thirties as a result instead of the twenties.
It's too early in the year to be panicking about how we're doing and letting Franklin write, write and write some more.
It's January after all.
So thanks for stepping up as much as you have Franklin, but on behalf of our little assemblage of writers, I'm going to have to insist that you set your keyboard down for the rest of the month because we can do this without you winning day after day..
And no, this is about you winning more days than me because I would be besides myself if Brayden went on a writer's tear and won three straight days with 1200+ words each day.
But that doesn't seem likely.
As for Halston, I don't think that he can do more than win three or four days a month and I'd be surprised to see him win any more days in January.
So it falls to me. And I certainly feel up for it today.
I can only hope this feeling lasts for the length of the day and we either reach the first good peak that sits high above the camp at the base of the mountain which we see as each new day, or at least make our way to the edge of the camp.
And I've already gotten us off to a better start than Dalton did yesterday! I'd love to add that I'm not done yet, but I am and don't know when I will come back to my desktop and add to what I have already written
But odds are, we're going to add something in the second and write more in the third. Though the likelihood is we will falter in the fourth and not write 1940 words between us.
All this to say, we're not going to fall off! I'm too bullish about us and one of them is going to show up today.
But for now, I need to eat.
That doesn't mean though that one of the others can't pick up their own keyboard and write while I eat.
Why did no one write in the 2nd quarter humans? I know that II didn't and shame on me, but at least I put in a good writing in the 1st and am writing now which gives me the best chance at winning the day and getting us to a goodly written point.
Let me know when you're going to check back in because I can only do so much of the writing that we need to do to cross the same threshold that the good Petrie did in 2019.
You remember that pact that we made yes?
We are not living up to it. And I don't want to unleash Franklin, but I will if I am forced to.
So don't force me Brayden, Halston.
Okay?
And an alien shall lead them? Who'd a thunk that eh?
Fine, I'm not yet leading the charge with days won or even the most words written by a single writer because I am sharing the column with Dalton.
Well, it turns out I am, even before I this morning where I extended my lead over Franklin, who only has the days won lead. But I'll take care of that.
Hopefully this month.
Yes, I know, this is of limited interest to you humans, but what we're trying to do is impressive and you humans like to keep an eye on impressive things.
As well you should.
"As long as you keep coming back to this plain of existence Grothur, I'm going to keep sending you packing." I said with a smile as I floated above him while he tried to get out of the trap that I had sprung on him that had left him unable to fight me effectively, which was a nice change of pace as our fights always went on for hours and always ended with me barely winning.
An easy fight would be nice for a change.
This is exciting isn't it?
Or it was before I got in the way of it right? Like why can't I get out of my own way.
"You can leave any time Grothur, my trap only prevents you from fighting effectively in this plain, not in yours, so you can leave and never return because now that i have this means of dealing with you,I'm going to use it each time so our long fights are a thing of the past." I said with a smile as I knew that I had him and he would be a fool to come back here again.
"It doesn't work anywhere but here eh?" He said worryingly.
"What do you mean by that? I cried out, as a sudden thought occurred to me. And it was not a good one.
Not to toot my own horn, but I like how this is unfolding. And I'm sure that you do as well because you like good writing more than you like the genre.
Though I might be wrong.
On multiple fronts.
He grinned ominously. "You'll see Avaghath, trust me, you'll see and come to regret the folly of your words."
And it was then that I did, because I saw the gleam in his eyes and knew that I had said something that I shouldn't have. But I couldn't let him think that. "Do your worst Grothur! I have the upper hand and you can't take that away from me!"
"Can't I Avaghath? You've always won but just barely and only because I am limited here. I am not so limited at home. And having never shown you the hospitality that you have shown me, this is the perfect time to do that.
"How? You're trapped and unable to strike at me like you usually can and even when you could, i always won. So you can't possibly do what you think you're going to do." I said, though my tone was not convincing.
He smiled like he'd already won, even though all signs pointed to him having lost, the same as always. But that's what unreasonable confidence can do for someone.
I should keep on writing this right? Because I'm on a roll and who wants to stop such a roll. Like who doesn't like to win, because this is.
The problem is, I don't know where the story is going to lead me and I do have to write up, not to the right so I am going to set the story down and continue striking out for the camp at the base of the mountain, that we are still a distance away from reaching.
So the story will have to wait.
Don't be too mad at me okay? I don't like it when you humans are mad at aliens, because I am one and I've seen how some of you deal with the illegal kind.
Though that's not in all of your countries now is it?
At least not to the same degree.
But that's enough with the politics because I can't vote as an outed alien, not that I could disguise myself with ease, so I am happy to be outed.
I've a ways to to go before I reach the aforementioned camp, which is 2000 words for the day, that anyone should be very pleased to have written, but not if you are a part of a collective that is trying to write 1,000,000 words this decayear, or better, because we are collectively better than the Good Petrie, which almost goes without saying because who even is he?
So that's the mission, but I think that I should step away, even though I still have that way to go because I should do something else.
One of us is sure to do some writing tonight. The only question is who and how much will be written.
Just know that it won't be Franklin with some journal entry.
It could be me, but I hope that it isn't.
I hate to say this because I live on a planet filled with you, but so many of you humans are assholes and I encountered one earlier as we discussed tonight's game involving Nos Glorieux, who lost after scoring first and leading for much of the 1st period.
And then the game was tied at the end and Nos Glorieux fell behind 3-1.
As for why the person that I interacted with, on human social media, was an asshole?
Well, we disagreed on a call in the game, which was about a goal that wasn't called a goal, though it was by the slimmest of margins that it was or wasn't. I think it was by the slimmest of said margins while he was sure that it wasn't.
So we disagreed, which is fine as we support different teams.
Where he was an asshole though is he wrote his reply as if I didn't know the game.
Just because I'm an alien doesn't mean I don't understand the game enough to write what I wrote.
There are intricacies to the game to be certain sure, but it is not the most complex of games.
So I wrote what I wrote correctly, but he still replied like I was some kind of no nothing.
I did not reply back to him as I usually would reply to someone, as there was an edge, but he deserved that edge because his reply was tinged with straight up assholery.
As was his second reply too.
Saying that I was hurt when I was offended that he assumed I don't know the sport at all.
I ended our discussion from the high ground because I had the high ground the whole time, but if I had to guess, he's thinking I'm the asshole.
Whatever. he's entitled to being wrong twice.
Ha!
Thank you for dropping some poetry today Halston so that I wasn't the only one of us to write, but forgive me for saying this, as it were, but we need Brayden unless you're going to write more than what you wrote today. Like a thousand words would do the trick. Even 500 would be a step in the right direction.
The little that you wrote just helps you save face and earn a good boy, like you were a dog.
You're not of course, you're a human, just like the others, but..
You know what I mean.
And no, posting about this doesn't mean I'm all butt-hurt like a human. I'm just writing about something that happened.
As for more important matters, the writing of a million words between the five of us, you know that it is not going well since you are consistently reading my imploring my fellow writers to write more than we are writing because we are not keeping pace with the great achievement that we are attempting to make.
Though even with that being true,we are not that far off from where we need to be to make this quest a success.
He began to rock back and forth, not swaying side to side, but forward to back as if he was trying to bash his face against the trap, though to what end I had no idea because the trap was proof against anything that he could while he was on the Earth.
"What are you doing Grothur?" I cried out, as it dawned on me what he was trying to do, only that was the heights of crazy and would only get him killed.It made no sense!
He didn't answer, he just continued to rock back and forth, slowly gaining more speed with each back and forth that he managed to do.
"Don't do it Grothur! You'll not only kill yourself but countless others and your only enemy is me, not all the innocents that will be caught up in the wake of the explosion that will not be if you stop what you are doing right now before it's too late." I screamed, even as I knew that he would ignore my pleas.
As another day nears its end, I am happy with the effort that I have put in most of all, because I have written the most of us and that of Franklin who would be here each day if we asked that of him, that's just how he rolls, but also of Dalton who can only show up once a week and has won half the days that he has written in, which is pretty good. And Halston too.
So the only whose effort I find lacking is that of Brayden, who's written the third most of us, but hasn't shown up for more than a week which makes me wonder what is up with that?
Surely he's able to check in and send his regrets or something,
Anything would be preferred to this silence.
If he continues like this much longer I'm going to have send out e-mails to the others and ask them what they think that I should do.
I don't want to lose him and what he can bring, but what other choice do I have? or will have. because I'm not there just yet.
But soon, for sure.
As for the very soon to be here end, it is looking like we are not going to first good peak it for a third straight day, which is is something that I was looking forward to doing.
Especially when all we had to do was write 1179 words in the final quarter, but no one else but me showed up.
And I didn't get started until late, like long past the second to last hour, though even with that late start, I should have done it because that's what Franklin would have done with his journalling. I'm certain sure in fact that he would have written more.
But I have asked hiom not to write until February so that his writing doesn't dominate the decayear again before it becomes necessary, if it even gets to that point, which i\t surely doesn't have to.
And won't if we work together and write like we are capable of writing.
I still believe in us, but they are making it hard on us. Well, mainly Brayden, which makes me sad. But the truth is the truth, it's Brayden trhat has to step up and soon or I just don't know how we can move forward with him as one of us.
Now I am by no means the only one with a voice in this, but my feelings should be given all due concern because I am shouldering the largest part of the burden.
And they can come at me all they want, but they will be mistaken.
Maybe I should just call it a night since I am not feeling any great want to go to the Face Club and enjoy a well deserved drink for winning the eighth day and being only one behind Franklin.
That is the smart thing to do and I have done plenty of that in my life.
In fact, one of the smartest things that I have ever done is come to your world from mine.
But that's a story for another day.
This one's done.
Be blessed.
Charles Petrie
Date
01-27-20
Time
03:54-05:35=101, 13:40-16:27=167, 22:40-23:59=79
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347
Word Count
629+987+1215=2831
629+987+1215=2831
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