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| 03 Mar 2014 10:01 PM |
So, here it is. My scrapped stalker-ish novel I made about Bebi. Because Piratepad is being a pain, I'll just post it here. It's about time I let everyone in on the secret of my obsession.
(Author's Note: Bebi said he 'liked it'.)
The Gospel of Bebi (WIP)
Table of Contents: 1. Inspiration 2. Bebi 3. Why We Need Bebi 4. Examples of Why We Need Bebi 5. Recap 6. About the Author
INSPIRATION
I gained my inspiration for the Gospel of Bebi from bebithetuffle. He was both my guardian angel, and my obsession.
When I was new to ROBLOX, and stupid in general, I fell in love with the roleplaying forums. It was a fascinating experience, and eventually gave me the ability to send myself into a lucid dream outside of deep-sleep. My first roleplay, Werewolfs: The Fledglings, had horrible grammar, shown by the title alone. But I loved it none-the-less. I got no more than four joiners, and only three stayed until the sixth'd post. It brought me both joy, and morbid fascination with making my imagination come true. Of course, my dreams never did, and due to the lack of posters, I eventually gave up on it and forgot about the roleplay forums. You see, I made this thread during a time of peace in roleplaying. They wouldn't complain if you had bad grammar, or bad spelling, they'd simply ignore the thread entirely. This process eventually proved ineffective due to the increase of trolls, but that's for another time.
A year later, I returned to the forum which brought me such morbid curiousity and creativity, as if it was a magnet for my very mind. Now, keep in mind the year is now 2009, some time in December. This time, I made a thread who's name I cannot recall. However, it had a basic plot, your parents have went on vacation for the first time and given you a couple of rules, one of which is to not open the basement. Of course, you and your friends throw a party anyways, and an idiotic teenage attempting to find alcohol or drugs stumbles into the basement, before being devoured by a scorpion and having his form taken. The actual RPing only lasted three pages, which ended with the gigantic mystical shape-shifting scorpion exploding after a mysterious book was discovered and read aloud from. The fourth page consisted of me trying to create a sequel in the same thread, only for it to fail miserably.
2009 was also the same year in-which I discovered both my nemesis, and the person who transformed me into the man I am today. His name, was Leeruby. I attempted to make several new threats, such as Aliens vs. Predator threads, Aliens, and even my own creative threads, such as Abithea. However, Leeruby despised my lack of grammar and punctuation, and insulted me. As I made thread after thread, the insults only grew, and soon his friends began insulting me, and finally most everyone despised me. I was brought on the brink of suicide several times due to this, but I found myself still able to continue life.
Still, even as I slept, Leeruby's insults rang through my head. Every physical and mental challenge I was faced with, his insults rang through my head, causing me to fail. However, as time went on and I met friends, my confidence slowly grew once more. I lost contact with many of them, some of them forgot me, but I still thank every single one of them for staying by my side when I needed it most. Years past, and it was 2011 before I knew it. I was reminded of RP once more, but the reminder of Leeruby as well prevented me from clicking the button. I instead turned to OT, in which I discovered was currently having Telamon's Bonus, as well as several other disgusting erotic stories, posted. Some still remember this event, some don't, and some weren't around during this time, but either way, this is when I began to hate OT. However, this event also de-sensitized me, allowing me to push many the insults of others away.
Still ridiculed for having bad grammar and spelling, I finally got tired of it. Sometime in January of 2011, I tried to learn grammar and spelling once more, but Leeruby's insults rang through my head once again. However, his insults didn't stop me this time, but instead just cause me to be enraged. I burst out into a sob, before slamming my desk several times. I had to prove to Leeruby I was worth something. Fast forward a month later, and I had fully learned grammar. Yes, in one month, I learned grammar perfectly, all because I pushed myself. Now, we're in Febuary of 2011, and I was ready to return to RP. I flaunted my skills around, joined a couple of roleplays, and finally found an especially bad one. I wanted to push people to be better, so I insulted them as Leeruby did to me. That's when I met Bebi. He insulted them right after I did, and as I followed his posts, I immediatly recognized him as a friend, or ally, of some kind.
Then, I met dex10awesome. I felt bad for him at first, but this quickly changed. I joined one of his RPs, only to discover he was unable to learn, then he began blaming his problems on ADHD, down-syndrome, and depression. His stupidity grew, and so did my insults, and finally I stopped regarding him as a human at all.
In November of 2012, despite making many friends and meeting Bebi, I was tired of it. They had signed a foolishly stupid 'Declaration', which prevented the insulting of new RPers. I made a message of quitting, and few people actually missed me. Most simply just lost all respect for me.
Now, come back to the current date. I have watched RP from the shadows, refusing to even make an alt to come back. I attempted to come back at one point, but those who crawl back to a war zone should still expect lone soldiers roaming the battleground. In otherwords, they still had zero respect for me, and pushed me away once more.
And this was my inspiration for the Gospel of Bebi. Some may like it, some might not. It doesn't matter, as this was just to show my appreciation for Bebi, as well as what I've had to live with during my time on ROBLOX.
BEBI
Bebithetuffle, my idol and obsession. He joined ROBLOX on July 13th, 2009. It was amazing how horrible his grammar began as, but it seemed his grammar increased at an incredible rate. I met him during his prime, his grammar-less days are long than over. Despite his efforts to conceal his younger days, dex10awesome eventually revealed that Bebi once lacked grammar. However, Bebi simply responded saying that he was stupid and new during this time, and Dex is idiotic for digging through someone else's past and laughing at it. Dex, would you like it if someone dug through your past, and laughed at how hideous you were as a sub-human troglodyte infant abandoned in a river?
But the past is the past. I'm here to talk about Bebi, not his past. As I have said before, Bebi and I met eachother when we both insulted the same thread. It was a spectacular occurence that lead to at least a mutual respect, if not a small, growing friendship. Any thread I insulted, he insulted. Any thread he insulted, I insulted. If there was a thread inwhich he was unaware of, I would send it to him through the private message system, and he actually complied with insulting it. Every time this happened, it was as if my heart lit up. I was the one person who didn't hate Bebi, or even fear him. I was the one person who had the courage to tell Bebi, "You're the one thing keeping the bad threads dead, and the good threads alive. I respect and thank you". Of course, I didn't use that exact wording, but I did regularly thank and praise Bebi.
There isn't really much to say about Bebi, besides he's Swedish and that he enjoys insulting those who deserve it. It was truly an honor to meet him, and I hope he finds his place in life. I considered him a true friend, and a true artist. It was truly an amazing experience, and yet few can experience it as I did.
WHY WE NEED BEBI
There are many reasons why we need him, but my time is limited. Some may remember those horribly atrocious threads, infecting the front page. You attempt to politely teach them to make a better RP, and yet they respond with futile insults and offensive responses. Eventually, everyone gives up, and the thread vanishes within a day. You assume this is simply, well, that the thread died due to lack of responses. If you believed this, then you were a fool. Bebi was there, attempting to preserve the well-made threads from vanishing within the folds of fat known as bad threads. Whether you believe it, find it impossible, or just plain amusing, Bebi cares. He has to keep up an attitude, allowing no one to believe he's a friend due to creatures such as Dex fearing him, for if he allowed himself to feel safe, he would be vulnerable. Then, the hordes which call themselves 'original' and 'creative' would quickly devour him with their bad grammar and spamming of threads. The shear fact that he acknowledges my admiration of him during an argument with Dex warms my heart. It's truly amazing, the stress and work it must take to keep RP held together. I, myself, was unable to handle this, inspiring my eventual demise and loss of respect in the RP community. Bebi is truly a hero, suffering the stress if a thousand souls attempting to bring him down. Imagine a forum without Bebi. imagine a realm where there is no guardian, or devil, depending on your thoughts on Bebi. Imagine a thread, which, despite your best attempts at expanding the intelligence of the poster, he responds with stern insults. This would be a world without Bebi.A world where nobody learns, roleplaying clans flood the forum with advertisements, and nobody has the guts to do something about it. This is why we need Bebi, and this is why our world is a cold and heartless one. Bebi may seem aggressive at first, but he truly is just attempting to preserve one of the last integrity of creativity left on ROBLOX. EXAMPLES OF WHY WE NEED BEBI |
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