Alien Hero

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic
A short comedic story that doesn't really make any sense and the plot doesn't matter. Expect the unexpected.

Submitted: February 16, 2016

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Submitted: February 16, 2016

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Once Upon A Time there was a man named Jar Head with bright green hair that he would constantly sleek back. He was the guitarist of a band and they were currently trying to find a name for their band. “I think we should be the ALIEN HEROES!” Said green-haired man said to the five others in the room. They all gave him a flat look before all rejecting it at the same time. “Imagine this ‘John the Alien Guitar Hero’ and then you’d be ‘Greg the Alien Drum Hero'” the now named John the Alien Guitar Hero continued without letting their looks dampen his spirits. All he got in return was a scoff by Greg the Alien Drum Hero. Things weren’t going as he had practiced with his imaginary voices when he was at his house.

“That’s a dumb idea John and we could get sued just for mentioning Guitar Hero considering its popularity in the gaming industry, I guess we’ll just hold it off till next practice” The singer said, ignoring the still continuing John the Alien Guitar hero, who, in this story, wasn’t important enough to be graced with a name; in all consideration neither was Greg the Alien Drum Hero but being the drummer he was cool enough to have a name. Anyway, going back on track, the band members all nodded in agreement before packing up. It only took 15 minutes before the room was cleared out leaving John the Alien Guitar Hero talking to himself about the pro’s of naming themselves the Alien Heroes.

After about 30 more minutes of continuation John the Alien Guitar Hero realized that all his band members were gone and looked around the room before smiling. They must have left so that they could mull over the name, after all the awesomeness of that name was hard to comprehend without the brain shutting down. John the Alien Guitar Hero decided he needed to sleep since his brain was feeling hot from all that thinking. He wasn’t used to thinking, he was used to being an Alien Guitar Hero which required no thinking. The voices that resided in John the Alien Guitar Heroes’ head agreed with him so he fell on his back and fell asleep instantly.

John the Alien Guitar Hero woke to clicking noises and woke to see that he was surrounded by a bunch of green beings with pale shells on their head. John the Alien Guitar Hero decided that they must be his fans so he sat up and smiled before making himself known with a few clicking noises of his own. This got a rather diverse reaction, some being negative while others that sounded something akin to laughing. John the Alien Guitar Hero was confused but the voices in his head told him not to worry about being confused. The biggest green being stepped forward before raising one hand, silencing the room before making clicking noises. It then turned toward John the Alien Guitar Hero before poking his forehead.

This time when the thing opened his mouth instead of clicking noises he heard English. It was like watching a badly dubbed T.V. series the way the English words didn’t quite match the way the mouth moved but John the Alien Guitar Hero decided it was fine, everyone had their own special traits after all. “You are John the Alien Guitar Hero correct?” The being asked with its badly dubbed lips and John the Alien Guitar Hero just smiled wider before nodding. John the Alien Guitar Hero loved being right and obviously he was right about them being his fans. “We are of the Alien Defense Against Da Alleged Doppleganging Aliens or A.D.A.D.A.D.A. for short and I am Adaada of the A.D.A.D.A.D.A.” Adaada said while John the Alien Guitar Hero thought things over.

The problem John the Alien Guitar Hero was having with this situation was that he was around 5 foot 10 and so he wasn’t sure if he was short or not. On one hand he was the same height as Adaada so he decided to call the group Alien Defense Against Da Alleged Doppleganging Aliens or A.D.A.D.A.D.A. for short since that was what Adaada had done. Nodding to himself at his logic he asked what the voices thought and they agreed with him whole-heartedly. “We need your help Great John the Alien Guitar Hero” Adaada said before bowing down to him along with the other aliens that had been in the same room “Our planet, Dadad, has been abducted by Alleged Doppleganging Aliens or A.D.A. for short and only the Great Alien Guitar Hero can save us now!” Adaada continued before lifting his head with a determined look on his rather humanoid green face.

“Okay leave it to me” John the Alien Guitar Hero said with an enthusiastic voice. Truth be told he had no idea what was going on but they needed help and the voices in his head was telling him that they should totally do it. Taking out the guitar that had broken upon impact of him slamming down on it when he had fallen asleep he made a pose. “John the Alien Guitar Hero will fix everything” he yelled before strumming the guitar which made an awkward noise due to the fact that it was broken. With a loud cheer Adaada pushed a button, teleporting John the Alien Guitar Hero to the planet below that now held all the A.D.A.

On Planet Dadad a bright light flashed brightly before fading out leaving John the Alien Guitar Hero in a pose for all the A.D.A. to see. “What is this bald creature?” One asked the other seeing that instead of green skin John the Alien Guitar Hero had pale skin and instead of a pale shell upon his head John the Alien Guitar Hero had green shell that seemed to grow out of his head. As all the A.D.A. looked upon John the Alien Guitar Hero they burst out laughing at how he was inversely bald. John the Alien Guitar Hero, thinking that this was laughter of happiness for being in his presence, laughed with them and began playing his broken guitar. The A.D.A. stopped laughing as he played and started crying “It’s beautiful” one said before shriveling up from having all their liquid escape through their eyes and dying. All the other A.D.A. copied this notion unintentionally and soon the whole planet of Dadad was filled with mummified A.D.A. corpses.

Upon opening his eyes to see all the death John the Alien Guitar Hero felt bad and decided that if his music was so bad that people died he didn’t deserve to live either so he cried himself to death, following those of the A.D.A. When the Alien’s came back and saw this site the built a statue of a broken guitar dedicated to John the Alien Guitar Hero, Slayer of the Alleged Dopplegangin Aliens.

 

THE END


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