The One Hundred
A Story Every Day in 2024 April 9th 100/366
"Why are we here? What do you want with us?"
The Creator peered curiously into the glass globe infront of her, a benevolent presence in an otherwise bewildering situation. It was her world and she was its ruler. Like a mad professor in a lab., she could observe and analyse and alter and remove if she liked as she was the controller of the Globe and everything that lay therein.
They had designated Merlin to speak. He held himself with grace and control, originally having their leader as the Adipose Mater. However, whilst firm, some of the rounder members found her sinister and whilst Merlin created wariness, he also had charisma and a wily charm and so, a leader had been born.
The Creator gazed at her world fondly and speculated as to why the occupants of the Globe were so dissatisfied. She had given them life, the greatest gift and in exchange, she expected them to stay with her. They could be viewed, of course, by others, and hopefully, appreciated by those who surveyed the Globe but ultimately, they were hers. She owned them by right and outright.
To want anything else was nonsense.
The Creator shook her head in rueful disbelief at Merlin and said:
"I want you to entertain and through your existence, delight," she explained.
The Mad Monk shouted, "We should just assassinate her!" and the zombie agreed with "Let me at her brain! I'll absorb it and we'll all be free!"
Elvis punched the air and proposed a song but he was prodded in his jumpsuit by a hirsute humanoid with a spear who could not talk and to whom singing was even more threatening.
The Rubbish Collector resurrected himself and suggested that they use his crampons to scale the Globe to freedom but, with limited resources and no hole to aim for, this was soon discounted.
Magpies pecked, flies buzzed and horses stomped and the Globe was a flurry of activity from beings great and small, mythical and real, alive and dead.
"Quiet!" Merlin shouted and silence descended. He asked: "When can we leave this Globe?"
Baited tension.
"Leave? Why would you want to leave?" the Creator confirmed. "You belong to me."
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366 words
Silly, silly creations, thinking that they could live independently of me. I mean, how ridiculous!
Anyway, to mark the occasion of having written 100 stories in a row, every day through the spring of 2024, I thought I would look back at what I'd written, some of the highlights, and do a tribute story. Seemed appropriate somehow.
I'm off to do myself a firework display in self congratulations.
Thanks for stopping by! If you do read this, please do leave a comment as I love to interact with my readers.
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I feel like I might need to go back and read up on some of the characters, judging by the other comments! I like the curiosity of the Creator, baffled by why her creations are unhappy. A fascinating blend of characters inside the globe too Rachel!
Big milestone! Congrats! This is a fun one to celebrate with! Liked the surprise reappearance of the rubbish collector!
hahahahah, this is all kinds of self-referencing, meta-tastic, whimsical fun with a slightly dark side. Loved this a lot and that you incorporated characters from other pieces! Well done on reaching 100 too...a mighty feat to behold and worthy of a sparkler and party popper at least and a drink with a tiny umbrella in it and an olive...mmm olives.
Hehehehehehe this was so cool, seeing all your characters together in one place! Congratulations on 100 stories! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Sounds like your creations are growing restless, Rachel. S'pose you could wipe the slate clean and just create new ones. But what is the fun it that? 'Let it be pronounced throughout my lands that the beatings will continue till morale improves.' That'll learn 'em.
Merlin is likely trying to avoid his fate with the Oldest Oak. Ever the trickster... Well-wrought, Rachel!
Can’t believe you’re up to 100! Good on you! Fab stuff!
I love how you compiled your stories into a story! Brilliant, girlie!!
Trapped in a globe with a collection of odd characters does not sound like a place I want to be. A short visit might be fun though. Strange world my Welsh friend.