《Just For Fun》Chapter 18: The Oath
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‘Twas five minutes to class and all was a buzz, as lunches were packed and it all was because, they had overslept and that’s all that it was. The students were late and must be away, before mother found out and made them pay. Bread was stuck in mouths and feet stuck in sneakers there even were a few, forgetful eaters. Books were forgotten and note pads were left as Nebel’s siblings weren’t very deft. But Nebel made sure that they had all made tracks before he was found to be completely lax.
The siblings and cousins packed into the car and Nebel made it fly right over a bar, they swerved left and right and even under and over but thanks to his car being governmental and not just a rental, he was free to drive unhindered, except maybe by a tree.
At the school he arrived to see the gate fully shut and the all classes, filled right on up. To the third floor window he did drive to and pushed our Luke right into Math two. Back down to second he did quickly drop and threw in poor Bö who landed with a plop!
And off to his university he went in a hurry making Mitchell wish she hadn’t eaten that curry. They landed the car right into a spot and ran to the door to find it was locked. To the gate they did run and with a swipe of a card hacked it and went into the yard. From there it was simple since the door was ajar, Nebel and Mitchell skidded in and slide very far. From there they did split and went their own way since Nebel had history while she had ballet.
Nebel reached the class and sat in his seat and while he thought about his lunch and its glorious meat.
A late for school Carol, Liren.
Nebel leans back in his chair and lets out a sign… that was close; history class was a mandatory one and Nebel needed way more attendance if he wanted to be able to finish it this semester, it was mandatory thanks to two reasons something about learning from the past and some junk about appreciating the maker.
The first lesson they taught in it was about how this had been done for millennia but it had never worked, people just kept repeating history over and over. Apparently the maker thought it was just a problem with the teaching method since most history classes are either: as boring as can be or they spice it up in the wrong way and no one takes it seriously.
For the last fifty years the maker had been working on it and he was now certain he had the right way… in fact most classes were now taught this way. The intelligent students still had nearly the same treatment as before but for the rest it was… how should it be put… very embarrassing. The smart students, could manually active it if they wanted to but nearly none of them ever did.
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The professor walks in and Nebel’s classmates calm down and turn on their computers, Nebel does the same and watches as the head gear goes over more than half of the classes heads, the feeders come down from the ceiling and the Tesla-coils line up with their skin.
Yes that was the method, basic animal training… the carrot and the stick. If a student made any disturbances they were shocked, mildly. If they asked a question, they were shown high quality images of whatever they had chosen as their interest of preferences. And if they answered a question they were given chocolate…
Some people would think this might cause obesity problems but it didn’t since the same idea was applied to physical education as well… you would be amazed what an anim… I mean person would be willing to do for the right incentive…
Well the class was starting so Nebel looks at his screen and attaches his Bluetooth head phones to the professor’s microphone’s audio out.
“Today we will be studying the world in recent history and the peace and prosperity brought by the maker, after his teacher the immortal decided to pass into the darkness of history.”
A picture of the maker in his trade mark mask and robes appears on everyone’s screen and the profesor’s white board as well. “As you all know if the immortal was here today it would be able to take back the world with a snap of its fingers or even just a thought, since the current system is one based on the frame work the immortal implemented.”
“The system was watered down and the punishments lowered because the maker had deemed that mankind’s frightfully dangerous nature had been finally tamed and some of the punishments set by the immortal could be accidentally activated.”
“There were cases where a man fell off of a ladder and hurt a friend that tried to catch him and the system automatically broke his arm, to compensate for “An act of aggression without acceptable cause or obvious playful atmosphere”.”
“Glitches like this one example were beneath the immortal who just said “Stop being so clumsy.” when the complaints were made. Admittedly the immortal, at that time was very busy; it was wiping out the current religions all of which it deemed boring.” Images of the Vatican library being opened to all reputable scholars appears along with many horded religious masterpieces being placed in museums around the world and women being liberated and in some cases being surgically repaired flashes across the screen.
(author: the following religions have been censored so I don’t get flamed)
Religious symbols start to appear on the screens as the professor speaks.
“These religions included everything from *******ism and ******ity to *******ism along with tons of others, strangely many others were left alone some of which were: Dudeism that it listed as funny, the Shinto and Hinduism that were listed as creative and hundreds of others were also left alone.”
“The maker re-instated a few dozen religions including the formally large ones and also limited the recommended amount of people allowed to believe in any single religion to an undisclosed number. It’s still unknown if this was just a joke that the maker made at our expense since the system doesn’t actually have mind controlling functions as far as we know. The current religions however have ironically taken it on faith that the system can do so or something even worse and have kept their numbers under one percent of the population.”
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The screens darken and show images… from movies… of the crusades, book burnings, the destruction of the Alexandrian library and the exile of the Persian royalty for promoting freedom. “The maker announced these changes were made to promote difference of thought patterns which were either repressed by certain religions or stopped all together along with any thought at all. All religions were also completely removed from high level decision making since they have shown throughout history to be violently negative forces when they are allowed to control and at the least forces of stagnation.”
“Currently the system has been limited by the maker, to inflict the death penalty only for high treason such as hiding technological advances, causing famine, causing plague, destroying government facilities or after hearing them, attempting to go against the maker’s orders.”
Terrorist acts appear one by one on the screen but with a few minor changes to them, suicide bombers have brain aneurisms o have a heart attack right when they try to detonate, farmers that try to sell infected animals keel over, a boat that starts dumping food to hike up prices is found with ever sailor dead, along with many others.
“There have been many other achievements of the maker since the Immortals fading from the world but he has said that he will never change the immortals oath of allegiance. Stand for the oath!”
The training instruments pull back and everyone stands. And Nebel starts reciting.
I pledge allegiance to the Cheese of the Piece of Homemade Pizza, and to the perfection for which it stands, one ball of ice cream under hot fudge, delicious, with Coca cola and sprinkles for all.
Around the room everyone says a personalized version of various different pledges from history, such as the first paragraph Hippocratic oath:
I swear by chocolate the sweet, and strawberry the tasty, likewise gumdrops and lollipops, and call all the sodas and jaw breakers to witness, that I will enjoy and devour sweets underwritten oath, to the utmost of my insulin production.
The Canadian prime minister Oath of office:
I, Chris, do solemnly and sincerely promise and swear that I will sink my teeth into and faithfully consume, and to the best of my taste buds and nose, enjoy the taste and smell reposed in me from the delicious eclair, so help me God.
And a few others…
The professor says “Dismissed!” and most of the students start packing the few things they had taken out.
“Yo Nebel.” Chris and Mike walk over to greet Nebel “How’s CAIFELIT going for you?”
“Pretty well, I spent the whole night holding the northern pass.” Nebel replies to them.
“Seriously?” Chris exclaims “Your that guy?”
“Well ya…” Nebel says mortified that he was already well known… he wasn’t even all that strong yet…
“I heard you were at some sort of meeting with my current boss.” Mike says while leaning on Chris.
“Ya it was pretty cool… I’m going to leave you guys in the dark but check out Bö’s information center most of it should be there.”
“Nah man don’t sweat it we already know, top secret and all that might lose you position. The public stuffs enough for me.” Chris says at length.
“And my boss told me quite a bit of it.” Mike says “oh yeah, my boss is Nayder.”
“I thought so, when I heard it was a strength type group.” Nebel tells him. “Hey we should probably head to our next class, don’t you think?”
“Ya we should, though you’ve most likely aced it already. What do we have today?” Chris asks
“Physic, we have the nature of heat and cold, you’re right I do know enough for the next test, I’ll go hang out in the cafeteria, you guys go ahead.” Nebel says the two of them smirk as he walks out the door without them.
For the last two minutes he had been feeling it again… the feeling of two eyes cutting into him... it was going to happen again he had to lose the tail. Nebel runs to his locker in the gymnasium and changes into different clothes, then he runs out the small door at the far side and jumps the universities fence, it was quite the feat, the fence was about twenty feet but Nebel used a convenient staircase of boxes to climb up… to convenient!
He kicks the boxes down upon reaching the top and then runs along the wall and jumps into a window that had been left open of the second floor. He stops to take a breath and looks around him. No one is in sight…. He sees a rope on the floor… “Oh shit!” he manages to say as the rope tightens and he gets dragged along the hall and into a broom closet.
“Hey Nebel honey did you miss me?” says a completely nude Maya. The door slams shut and she starts tying him up as, he tries to escape and fails miserably to escape. “How the hell did you manage to catch me?”
There was a tracking device in your sandwich this morning, she says while injecting a sedative into him. “Nighty night my knight.”
Nebel regains consciousness in the girls locker room, butt naked and tied upside down with Maya kissing his thigh… at least from his watch he could see that the girls volley ball team wasn’t due for a least three hours, he still had time to escape… and find his clothes…
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