Secret revealed...

Mrs. King lit up a cigarette and inhaled satisfyingly. “Honey you shouldn’t smoke, it’s bad for your health…” teased Orga lovingly to his wife. Mrs.King just smiled and said, “Alright honey, this will be my last stick. I swear.”

The story continues...

"Yes...yes...indeed...this will be your LAST Stick..." She gave a devilish grin as her blood red eyes glared at the Mystical Ball of Omba. The images of Mrs King and Orga...her confessions and the love making...showed vividly on the Ball. "My, My...the secret of the boy is now revealed...he's alive after all." she grinned again.



"This is the right time now for my revenge. I will have back what i lost years ago. Mrs King! It's time for you to pay the price...hahaha" Inside of her was filled with the fire of vengeance. Her name was Susi. She was once a girl full of happiness and pride. A girl who craved for love and harmony and a collector of stickers and stamps. But all was lost and destroyed, when she lost the high hopes of gaining the true love of a man...a love stolen by a woman whom she would hate for the rest of her life. She was helpless at that time...she could do nothing as she was very poor. Her mammy works as a maid for Scarecrow's parents and her daddy a strip dancer. When Susi reached the age of 21, she ran away from home, abandoned all her collection of stamps and stickers, and studied to be a female magician at a faraway place called Chang Villa (Changi Village). She tried to forget her love, but the images of him and that woman lingers around her mind. It was extremely difficult indeed and she really hated it. SHe hated the woman, she hated her soooo much. She studied hard on magic tricks but her Guru was an extremely horny man, so she stopped learning there and fled to another place where she met a Sorceress called The Matriach Nyai Loreng, who taught her priceless Sorcery. She lived at Nyai Loreng's Cottage of Omba. She learned shooting fire and red laser from her bare hands, turning bananas to Killer Bananas, flying and diving, invinsibility, making the clear day rain cats and dogs, helping an old lady cross the road, poetry and fortune telling. All these skills learnt equipped her for a day of revenge. And she knew her target well.

When her guru Matriach Nyai Loreng was at her deathbed due to food poisoning, she presented Susi with a crystal ball. "Uhuk..Uhuk...now..mmy child...uhuk uhuk...i am going to go away forever...uhuk uhuk...but before i..i..i go...here...i give to you...a magic ball...it's a ball with magic...mmmagical.." Nyai Loreng coughed and trembles as she spoke. "Oh Matriach...does this have a name?" Susi asked as tears rolled down her eyes. "I...I didnt give it a name my child...because...be..because...uhuk...uhuk...i knew that one day...a young disciple of mine...the chosen one...will come inherit this..and give it a name...and You..you my child...is the Chosen One...""But my Matriach...I..I..how could I..." Susi cried. "No...be grateful my child...you are indeed...the chosen one...you will inherit the Ball and all my wealth...my bangles...my Rolex...my Skeleton Crown..uhuk and my magic book. Use them anyway you like but do not pawn my bangles..." "Yes my Matriach...I will always love you for you have cared for me and shower me with hope and happiness" Susi said softly. Nyai Loreng coughed and she felt she couldn't hold on much longer. She gave her last smile to her beloved chosen one "When I'm dead, get out of this place and build your own...uhuk uhuk uhuk...I will go now...bye bye." Nyai Loreng led out a black blood vomitus and she was then history. "Matriaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaach!" Susi shouted and wailed. Since the very sad day, Susi left her Matriach's cottage and went on a voyage far away where a large storm brought her to Harmony Island. And having saw a love making of a Lion and a Grouper, inspired her to build a Tower of a half Lion and half fish called 'The Tower of Mermaid Lion' (The Tower stands tall till today) In that tower she lived and practice her skills. Through the crystal ball she saw the world. She abandoned her old name 'Susi' and called herself Queen Sorceress Monarita. And as instructed by her late guru, the inherited Crystal ball she called "The Mystical Ball of Omba", named after the Loreng's Cottage.

"The time had come! I will have my revenge...just you wait and see..hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahaha....."

This Is Hot!

Meanwhile back on earth Mrs King is still sobbing, and Orga is having a hard time to calm her down. It will be easier if he knew the whole story. All he got was bit and pieces of words like,,’ dark past, in my teens, ashamed, a secret that only 3 person knows, my late mother,_my family doctor & I.’ So he decide to ask again” Now Dear tell me the whole story in a very calm manner will you, I promised whatever happened I’ll stand by you..”

The story continues…

“What! How could you do that Honey?” Orga is furious to discover the truth. “But I thought you said you never…”, before he could finish his sentence he burst into tears. “Wah…wah…wah…!” Orga cried his hearts out, worst than a kid who had his heart broken for the first time. Mrs. King was lost. She didn’t know what to do. She sat calmly beside her husband and after sometime found some courage to utter these words. “Look my love. Whatever happened between me and The Scarecrow, was ages ago. I was young and stupid. I admit it. Like every young girl in town I was drawn to guys with good looks and charm! I couldn’t help it. There were magazines everywhere that promoted the wrong things. All the articles spoke of guys and girls with good looks flaunting their bods and making everyone else felt inept! Like any inexperienced girl I fell for those lies. I flaunted my body and sex appeal to get a boyfriend (gosh, I was hot nonetheless…she thought to herself at this moment but quickly snapped out of those thoughts) and there was Scarecrow and he was sooo hot. Every one wanted to know him…” Before Mrs. King could finish her story, Orga interrupted her and stopped sobbing for a while and gave her a penetrated stare. “But, but, let me finish, that was when, when it happened! It happened so fast that I could even hardly remember.

The only thing I remembered was when I woke up he was not there. I was heart broken. I was soo stoopid to give myself up like that! How could I be sooo dumb? He was a jerk! A real good-looking jerk nothing more. I thought his good looks charm comes with a charming brain. But I realized the only brain he has was a size of two peanuts fit into the wrong head! And I was only 17!” explained Mrs. King. “But you did loved him still years after that!” exclaimed Orga. “I had to beg you to be with me! You made me look pathetic! I have to stoop so low to make you love me! Now I don’t know why you married me. God! Why didn’t I see that coming? He fumed. “No honey I didn’t loved him." interrupted Mrs. King. "I just loved the idea of him. But I truly loved you with all my heart. I still do! I am soo in love with you still that I have to hide my secrets from you for fearing that you might leave me when you found out the truth about me. Believe me dear, I was not a slut who sleeps around with guys. I was just looking for true love and I find that in you.” Tears began to trickle down her cheeks and being such a fool for love, Orga felt his heart ache no more.

Her words, nursed the pain that he felt moments ago. “ I love you dear, with all my heart” Mrs. King repeated. “You are the one true love for me and I love you for just the way you are!” “Behind all those physical imperfection lies a truly beautiful heart – a noble man with brains and everything that a woman could ever want. Now I see nothing else except a noble man and a charismatic husband. You make me feel like a natural woman, honey.” As Orga listened to those beautiful words that her wife just uttered, he leaned to her side and whispered a murmur so soft, “And you, my dear wife, you made me perfect. You complete me!” Those words sent shivers down Mrs King’s neck and sent her horny hormones scrambling for action and getting ready… Without wasting any time they both went down into another page in their love-making diary! Except this time, it’s the best one that they ever had in ages! *narrator giggles*

Hours later, Orga spoke of the first words, “ Don’t worry dear. I’ll accept him as my own. I shall raise him like my own and we will be one happy family – the way a real family should be.” As they snuggled in each other’s arms to regain their energy they gaze at the direction of the moon and wondered about their son. Mrs. King lit up a cigarette and inhaled satisfyingly. “Honey you shouldn’t smoke, it’s bad for your health…” teased Orga lovingly to his wife. Mrs.King just smiled and said, “Alright honey, this will be my last stick. I swear.”

meanwhile in the streets of Kreep-Tone-Meh...

“Yo Evie! Why would we want to go to the moon, when we can reach for the stars? Aren’t the stars more beautiful and sweeter in comparison to the moon?” Hearing this Evil K turned around and jumped at CanMan. “Look you moron!”, as he grabbed CanMan by his neck and stared right into his face. “Look me in the eye and tell me where is the Moon and where is the Stars?”, he threatened in an aggressive manner. “ Er… behind you is the Moon and behind the moon is the Stars?”, replied CanMan. “And how can you tell?”, Evil K demanded. “Er… because the Moon is closer and the Stars are further?”, CanMan waited for a confirmation to his answer. “Thank God! You have a brain after all!” Evil K blurted out his agitations and let go of CanMan. At this precise moment, CanMan thought to himself, “Gosh why is he being hard on me? If he can’t take it anymore I could take his place and ride the skyling! All he had to do is ask?” “That’s right! I’m tired of you and I’m tired of riding with you and not getting anywhere! God, I don’t even know what I’m doing down here anymore!”, Evil K threw down the Mega Bugger in frustration, as it took him forever to eat.

CanMan was surprised! How could Evil K have read his thoughts? “Er… How could you…” he wondered. “Because you are thinking aloud you idiot! Everybody can hear your thoughts!”, replied Evil K. “Look around you!”, he continued. CanMan seemed to notice that everybody on the streets was looking at him. Even the alien looking creatures that looked like a cross between a mouse and a cat gobbling up the Mega Bugger that Evil K threw at the side of the street, seemed to have stopped their delicious ‘left-over’ meal and stared at CanMan. “O.K people now that everyone can hear my thoughts what do I have to do to prevent my thoughts from escaping out loud?”, he wondered further.

“Yo! Can head! Try stuffing the holes in your head with corks! Yeah you heard me. That would help! Look at me I’m using one too! And now my thoughts are un-escapable!”, a familiar looking character shouted in the distance waving his hand! CanMan couldn’t believe his eyes. There, in front of him was TrashCan Sinatra in his sleek tuxedo and a bow tie striking a pose so familiar that he hasn’t seen in quite a while! As CanMan ran towards him he couldn’t help it and wailed as loud as he can with rattling, clanking sounds like those made by a ‘just-got-married’ vehicle with a trail of cans knocking each other. Hearing those noise made by CanMan it further frustrated and antagonized Evil K’s already confused mind. He can't help it as he shouted, “Now, where the hell does that can of KoKa-Kola think he's going? You come back here CanMan!”

On the way

thee... Moon.... giant opal shining .... her majesty awakes.... waiting to be known.......her beams like magnet pulling in all who stares in awe.....

The way to the moon is very long, and dark, one wrong turn might just get burn by the sun... : P After 3 hours of skyling Evil K decide to make stop at the nearby planet, Kreep-Tone-Meh, to stretch his tired leg and also to ask for direction. Now Kreep-Tone-Meh (aka KTM) is a planet famous for their generous serving of mega burgers and also famous place for Academia. They have well-known Academy for philosophy, arts, magic, and art of war. “Oh! Yeah! Can can we’ll stop here for a short break, go and get some foods and drinks while I look around to ask for direction.” said Evil K. So Evil K wander around to look for someone who might know the way. Whereas Canman search for foods and drinks.

As Canman walk around the town he get this very strange feeling about this whole journey with Evil K. He couldn’t help it but feel that Evil K was acting strange during their 3 hours ride. He doesn’t seem to be himself, at one point he swear he heard Evil K cry. Now Canman might not have his mojo but he do have a kind heart which is actually a pacemaker, but it works as well nevertheless. So he was thinking of how he could cheer up his buddy. After few minutes of pondering, he decide to cheer up Evil K with The famous “MEGA BURGER!!!!!hahaha!” ….”Oieeee! crazy why are you laughing so loud in the middle of zebra crossing, now move away so that others can get through!!! You son of a milo tin!”shouted an angry taxi driver. Canman was not aware that he was thinking aloud and he was obstructing the traffic. “oosorry! Arrigatoooo! Tuieepuichhi! G’day mate! Maaf! Ahh! Messy! Apo keno ya jang! I don’t understand I from earth…sorry!” Canman stuttering to apologise which somehow doesn’t make any sense. ‘Whatever! Just get out of my way will you!” said the the taxi driver angrily. “Okie!” Canman said as he tip toe and then hop to the other side of the road like a ballerina.

In the meantime Evil K was looking for some guide but so far its been frustrating experience from one academy to another. As most of this people in KTM are too academic for him, they speak in riddles and they sound very cynical. not to mention that he having a hard time deciphering it. He almost give up when by chance he stumble upon the academy of Star Was (legal purposes). So he come to a decision to give it one last attempt to ask for direction. As he enters he heard weird sounds “Kreeengg! Ziuuum!Zuuuim! krenggg!” So he decide to follow the weird sound. The weird sound came from the war simulation dojo. There he saw a master sparring the art of light-saber with his student. Realising the present of Evil K the master pause the sparring session. “How can I help you my son?” The master question Evil K. “Hi! I apologise for disrupting your training. My name is Evil Kernival, I just want to ask for the direction to the moon?” Evil K answer politely. “My name Is Yo-Be-One-Rudy and this is my disciple, Lukewarm Water. As for the direction to the moon, fly away from the sun to the direction of the soft and warm glow, This journey you going has no physical direction, its not about the sight but instead it is the matter of the heart. Feel the force and ask yourself about the Way to the right path. and Remember I'll always love you” Yo-Be-One-Rudy calmly explained to Evil K followed by a warm gentle smile an a winked. Evil k don’t quite understand it but he felt the sincerity of Yo-Be-One-Rudy, and for now that’s good enough for him. So he thank Yo-Be-One-Rudy and Lukewarm Water, and proceed to meet Canman.

Meanwhile back on earth Mrs King is still sobbing, and Orga is having a hard time to calm her down. It will be easier if he knew the whole story. All he got was bit and pieces of words like,,’ dark past, in my teens, ashamed, a secret that only 3 person knows, my late mother,_my family doctor & I.’ So he decide to ask again” Now Dear tell me the whole story in a very calm manner will you, I promised whatever happened I’ll stand by you..”..

*Guest appearances by two members of the Klan: Zumsteg as Lukewarm Water and Bro Joe as Yo-Be-One-Rudy

(next story teller)

Evil K Hopefuls

Evil K 'mania' hits Indonesia! Woohoo!

Evil K & Friends continues.....3....2.....1.....

And it was at this exact moment that she caught a glimpse of a birthmark on the left butt cheek of Evil K, as he struggled to pulled up his tight ‘Mat rocker’ pants back on.

Meanwhile outside loud banging & clattering sounds as CanMan do his stretchin. "Yah...yaah!"CanMan shouts as he mastered every move with agony. It wasnt this tough when he had his Mojo....doing a Jane Fonda move was a breeze back then... he even did the 123 & 1 again Good Morn Malaysia workout (ha ha it was funny in malay when it's in my head).
Anyhow....that birthmark on the left butt cheek really burnt an impression on Mrs K's mind.... she was somehow trap in her own little world before Orgasimodo gently snapped her out of it,"Dear, are u alright?"stroking her back not in an erotic kind of way not that theres anything wrong with that but keeping to the non RA rating he strokes her that way.... you know what I mean.

"Err....Ahh.... I'm fine dear ... just thinking thats all... thinking of the past... the past always catches up with u when u least expect it dont u think so my dear Orga?" startled, Mrs K replied.
"Yes dear... the sweet memories will make u smile.... but the bad ones will haunt u.... which one is it ?"Orga pry.
"Something which I shud have told u my love.... something in my dark past when i was in my teens.... I'm ashamed to tell anyone.... its a secret that only 3 person knows of.... my late mother,
my family doctor & I."her eyes wells up.....looks like rains coming.
then silence.........
"wooooahhhh.... this suspense is killing me..... will u just tell me the secret.... will ya?!!" Orga urges Mrs K

Outside the two friends are getting ready for their trip... Evil K go through his magical Skyling to see if theres any problem.. as he wipes some dirt off its frame, he ponders on who was the "mysterious stranger" who gave him this wondrous steed to him years ago.... .All seems fine Skyling is ready to go.
"r.....rrr.......are we ready yet K? its a l ... ll ...lo...long way to go." CanMan stutters.
"yup...indeed the journey is far... we need to get a head start & why dont u bid farewell to our gracious host for their kind hospitality.... while i get our stuffs ready.... go..go ..."Evil K said not wanting to face Mrs K, fear of embarrassing himself further.
CanMan being a simpleton as he is gladly obliged.But being a tin brain with limited manners that he is went to the front door & shouted to the folks inside,"Yo, peeps we best be on our way.... thanks for everythin ... we goin now ... thanks a million k...adios . peace out!"

With that ..... both saddle up..... next stop the moon..... as the magical Skyling quickly lifted off the ground...... Mrs King & Orga hurried after them..... waving frantically..... shouting....as if calling them back....... the two were too far off to make out what they were saying.... the 2 dudes on the bike just smiled sheepishly & wave back with flying kisses busy shouting "Aribba! Arribba! andelei!Andelei!!!!!!"........... soon they were just but a speck in the sky fronting the moon..........

thee... Moon.... giant opal shining .... her majesty awakes.... waiting to be known.......her beams like magnet pulling in all who stares in awe......

(service over.... next player)

Evil K Adventure Continues

What Mrs King saw next made her froze! Standing with mouth agape and eyes wide open, she could barely believe what she saw. Evil K was caught with his pants down and this shocked Mrs King. “Kh… kh… K…! what are you doing?” a mixed of shock and disbelief was heard clearly in her voice. “Er…er…nothing ma’am. Nothing. It’s not like what you think it is!” stuttered Evil K. “What have you done with our photo? It’s broken!” as she moved closer to inspect the broken picture frame. But, at the same time, subconsciously she cannot shake the curiosity of what was the kid doing with the picture and why was his pants down! A thousand thoughts flood her mind but she could not pick even one to accuse of the boy. By now there was tears in Evil K’s eyes as he knew he’s in some kind of trouble. He could only hope that Mrs. K would believe what he’s got to say.

“Forgive me Ma’am. It’s not like what you think it is,” repeated K. I was on my way out of the toilet when I was curious to see why was the photo-frame turned hidden backwards. I thought I’d gave it a peek and leave the room quickly as not to create suspicion. But As I was inspecting the photo I heard you called and I was startled and I accidentally drop the picture frame. I didn’t mean to do it. Believe me,” as he tried to defend himself. “But you have no right to pry into other people’s belongings don’t you know that? Didn’t your parents teach you that?” Mrs King sounded stern, just like how a mother would tell her kid off.

“I’m sorry ma’am”, with tears trickling down his cheeks. “I never had the chance to grow up with any parents. I was raised in an orphanage. I never had any parental love before. In the orphanage nobody cares. I’m being treated like a misfit just because I think different and I behave differently from everybody else. I even dressed up different! Adventures seems to be always in my blood somehow. It's the only thing that keeps me alive and believing of myself. But everybody wants me to be who I am not. They want me to go to school and study well and score high grades and be a doctor or a teacher... but i just want to be myself! I want to grow up living in the wild outdoors, breathing clean airs and make many friends and see the world! But those people at the orphanage keeps me behind closed walls and concrete iron bars and they filled up the garden with plastic trees and mechanical monkeys and animals and they think they have made me happy.

But I’m not a fake and I’m no hypocrite! I don't enjoy all those man made luxuries. I crave for something more! Something that those people cannot provide me. That’s why I’ve decided to embarked on this trip with my new found friend the CanMan. Back in my orphanage, nobody would accept a person like CanMan whose weird-looking. That's why I believe I would find adventure with him in this journey of his. I believe I was born to do something special in life. To be someone special! I believe something was fated for me to do here on earth, and to find out what I’m here for. I don’t think I’m a slacker or a misfit like everybody believes me to be? It can’t be? Right?” as he answered his own mind he realized at the same time that it had raised him more questions than ever!

Hearing this, Mrs. King sensed a certain kind of sincerity in his voice. Somehow in her heart she believes that this kid was telling the truth. “There’s something special about this boy,” she said to herself, as she picked and scooped up the broken glasses into the rubbish pan. And it was at this exact moment that she caught a glimpse of a birthmark on the left butt cheek of Evil K, as he struggled to pulled up his tight ‘Mat rocker’ pants back on.

(Evil K's baaaaaack! Haaha…next better player!)

Evil K adventure continues....wohoo!

previously...so all of them rested in the tiny rustic hut. somehow Evil K cant get a shuteye not becoz of Orgas loud weird snoring sounds but becoz the yearning to meet the One is so overwelming...finally when fatigue gets the better of him,he fell into a deep slumber.

“Wake up! Sleepy head…its time to get ready for the journey” a sweet gentle voice of Mrs King waking the two dudes. So Evil K open up his sleepy eyes and drag himself out of the bed and start doing some cat like stretching exercise to loosen up his muscle. While Canman doing his robotic dance aka “Crouching Peter hidden Liverpool”. Mrs King is in the kitchen making coffee and hot meals for them. As for Orgas is nowhere to be seen. Evil K couldn’t help it but to stare at his weird metallic fren. In his mind he was wondering if he could actually find the Canman mojo. Even if he did will it works or his metal fren will still be sissy. Altho there is nothing wrong with that. “Sigh! So many questions so little time.” Evil K thinking aloud. “You saying something Evil K?” Canman asked as he shake his bonbon. “Nothing dude! just some early morning thought, you know…” Evil K. “Well I’m wondering what you thinking about?” Canman looking concern as he asked the question. “Nothing just about my family..tell you later, ok” said Evil k who trying to end this conversation and covering up something.

The truth is he never actually knew who his real parent is as he was given away to the orphanage when he was still a baby. For years he was trying to find his real parent or a step parent as he long to have a family but so far its been a disappointment. His first memory of the adoption was when a rich white man who had a daughter came to the orphanage wanting to adopt a colored son, however due to health reason he was not choosen as the man specifically wanted a colored son who wont grow old. One time he was almost adopted by a certain hollywood couple but, geographically he was born in the wrong part of Asia how unfortunate. And then there was another time he was shortlisted by this couple, but at the end he lose out to a mouse called “Stuart”. So now in his teens he have given up hope…

After the warm up Evil K asked Mrs King if he could use her bathroom as he needs to freshen up. “Sure, Dear, Its besides the master bedroom..” Mrs King showing Evil K the direction. Evil K likes the warm and motherly cares that shown by Mrs King As he walking to the bathroom he couldn’t help it but to notice that the master bedroom door is ajar. Part of him wanted to take a peek inside but being in the orphanage has taught him its wrong to peek at others “private” matter. Ahem! Anyway so his conscience are clear and therefore he decide not to peek at the room. As he enter the bathroom he saw a small photo frame on the wall but it was turn the other way around, however by then his mind is focus just to poopoo!!. So after he do that thing he do!!!, he have this strong urge to look at what is showcase in the frame. This time there is nothing to stop him. So he flip thru. It was a very old picture of Mrs King and Orga, way back in the swinging era. As he was about to hang it back to its original his pant slip down, so as he try to stop it from slipping further down he let go of the frame. The frame drop and broke into pieces.. “What happen, there? Are you Ok, Evil K?” Mrs King Ask as she rush towards the bathroom...

next please!

Originally posted by yours truly enemy at Friday, March 09, 2007