The Ghosts of the Weirdos' Past
This is a rather crappy story. I just wondered how the weirdos ended up being how they were. I wrote a fic on it. It's a bit bad. I prefer my other two fics.
This fic is for entertainment purposes. This is not to be taken seriously.
Well, here it is.
'You may know the 3 weirdoes…you may not know the 3 weirdoes. They were first seen in Abe’s Exodus… but did you wonder how they got like that and why? Well, I am going to tell you.
The 3 weirdoes started out as 3 tribal lords known as Magnus, Lure and Rae. Rae was the youngest. Lure was the oldest. They were all brothers. And they were after the best land there was. Rae was naïve and didn’t understand what was going on. And why his brothers took him with them. They both said ‘You get to go because you’re such a good brother’.
It was their first night out. They had been planning to take the land the next day. They had convinced Rae to see if it was clear. Rae had just walked into a clearing. He was looking around.
“Magnus! Lure! I think it’s…” Rae didn’t get to finish his sentence. He was grabbed by two Steefs and dragged away, screaming for help.
“Why are you here?” The first Steef asked, putting a sword at Rae’s throat. Rae sobbed, scared.
“Me and my brothers are here…we’re trying to get land…the best land there is” Rae choked out. The two Steefs exchanged glances.
“Sin of Greed” One of them said.
“We know a good punishment for that” The second one said. The first Steef grabbed Rae’s arm forcefully…and ripped it off. Rae screamed in pain.
“Now get of here” The second Steef said, grabbing Rae and sending him, staggering with shock on his way.
“Magnus! Lure!” Rae called. He dropped onto the ground, lying in a pool of blood he had left earlier. He sobbed. “Help me…” his voice was growing weaker. He heard rustling. He looked up to see Magnus and Lure looking over him. Magnus started bandaging Rae’s wound. Lure talked to Rae, trying to keep him conscious.
“Rae! What happened?!” Lure asked
“My arm…ripped off…Steefs” Rae breathed weakly.
“This means it’s not safe here” Magnus said, getting up. Lure helped Rae to get up.
“We must go…” Lure replied. With that, they set off again.
“We’ll stop here for now” Lure said “I think you’re going to live, Rae” he added. Rae felt tears pricking his eyes again.
“Yeah” He said “I’ll live…I’ll live…I’ll live…” He repeated this to himself as he fell asleep. But he didn’t live. He didn’t wake up from his sleep. Lure was the first to notice this.
“Rae…you’re not usually a deep sleeper…come on, Rae! Wake up!” Lure yelled.
“I’m afraid he is no longer with you” a voice said. “He is dead”. A figure came into a clearing. He was wearing a large wooden mask and holding a staff.
“Who are you?” Lure demanded
“Just call me…Big-Face” The Mudokun said calmly. He then gestured to Rae’s body “The trauma of having his arm ripped off killed him. There is nothing we can do to bring him back…I haven’t learned how to yet”
“Well, why do you come now?” Lure asked
“To warn you…it was the Sin of Greed that will caused your brother to die…there will be other sins that you will be punished for, if you don’t turn back” Big-Face warned.
“Clear off, Old Man” Lure yelled, picking up a rock and throwing it “We will do what we want” Big-Face disappeared. Lure was unsure of what he saw. He woke Magnus.
“Magnus, we have to go, Rae has died!” Lure shouted. Magnus was immediately alarmed.
“What do we do?” Magnus yelped.
“Leave him for now…we will take him to Necrum Mines later” Lure said “We keep going in search…now let’s go” He left. Magnus took one last look at his brother’s body before following.
They had arrived near an industrial place. He noticed some sligs guarding the area.
“I’ll go” Magnus said. Lure decided not to argue. Magnus grabbed his dart gun and went out near the sligs. He was about to shoot when he got an idea. He chanted and possessed a nearby slig. He looked around. But then he realised that he had left his body out in the open.
“Oh crap!” He yelled. He got back to his own body but it was too late. The sligs had caught up with him and grabbed him.
“Lure!” He yelled. He realised that Lure had fled. “Coward!” He yelled angrily. He was dragged into building.
“Now tell us,” The Shrink said “Why are you here?”
“We’re like your land and we’re going to take it!” Magnus yelled.
“Sin of Envy” The Shrink sighed “Just because we’re industrial doesn’t mean we don’t believe…time for that punishment” A Slig laughed in glee and grabbed Magnus’ right leg. Magnus kicked wildly before his leg was torn off. Magnus screamed and fainted from the shock, not waking up.
Lure was angry. Angry at himself. Angry with the adversaries for ruining his and his brothers’ dreams of good land and power. He screamed in anger and grabbed his spear. He then ran into the forest to find the Steefs that caused Rae’s death.
He was still running when a net caught him. He yelled out and thrashed around. Two mudokuns came out.
“Let me go!” He screamed at them “I must kill! Get revenge!”
“Sin of Wrath” One said. “If we punish him now, he won’t be punished in the afterlife” The other mudokun nodded. With one quick slash of a sword, the net was cut open. The two mudokuns walked off.
“Go on then!” Lure yelled “Punish me!”
“You already have been punished” One called back. Lure looked down at himself and realised that he had been cut in half. He yelled in shock and shook his head. He then slept, never waking up.
Lure opened his eyes to notice a Mudokun in a black cloak and hood standing over him. Two familiar figures stood behind him. Lure realised who they were. The one-legged mudokun and a one-armed mudokun.
“Rae! Magnus!” He yelped, half scared-half relieved. He gestured to the cloaked figure. “Who’s this?”
“My name is Adrian” The mudokun said, “I am the reaper for all things on Oddworld. You may have read about me in mythology…but I am real…well…when someone is dead, I am real…I’m afraid that Big-Face was right…you were all killed because of the 7 sins…as a further punishment…you will have to stay on Oddworld until you help out someone in the near future…I know exactly what’s going to happen…you don’t…farewell” With that, he disappeared.
Eventually, after 20 years of being punished, they managed to help a young Mudokun named Abe to restore peace to where they were buried. This meant peace for the spirits and peace for Adrian, who was getting tired of the complaints. The spirits had all finally left for judgement.
“Well done, weirdoes” Adrian had said. “You’ve done good as last…you may…well, let’s just say…it’s a good place” He smiled as a door appeared. The 3 weirdoes had made it. They were healed and had done good at last…they had made it to Heaven.'
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