CDC June - Day 30 - Bill E. Biggs

OH GOD ITS OVER IT ALMSOT MEK ME CRI

so I promised to add some color to Billy Bigshot, and though I frickin' hate keeping promises.

Now Billy's name is Bill Ethan Biggs, or as he calls himself on the internet BillyBigg'sHot, is an ex-bodybuilder turned street crime fighter. One day he was at the gym he saw a rather plump, to say the least, man quickly give him a gem that glowed in a peculiar way. Not knowing what to do with it, he tried to pawn it, only to realize it wasn't perceivable by others. Assuming this gem business is an elaborate prank, he threw away the gem of a port. The next morning, he found it on his porch, glittering in a laughing way, as though to taunt him. Thinking this was the prank again, Bill threw it away again and jogged the opposite direction for his annual morning jog. He jogged through the more downtown-ish areas and found the gem at the door step of an old pawn/antique shop. The strange part was that the gem's glow was much brighter on the side of the door. Sick of this shit, Bill stomped into the store only to find a middle-aged man pretty much roaring out, "About time! Took me bloody long enough to get a customer!" Bill angrily paced up to him. "What the hell is this?" He asked with irritation. The man looked with concern, and open a drawer from his desk murmuring, "Nice to see ya too, pal..." The drawer was filled with organized arrangements of lenses, all a slightly different color. While holding a few lenses up to his eye he asked, "M'name's Grogan Baxdab, w't's your name?" Billy bit his lips before responding, not sure if he should trust Grogan, "Bill Biggs." "Mind if I call you Ethan?" Grogan asked, not minding the confusion pouring from Bill's face, "That is your middle name, right?" "Hadidju-" "Lucky guess- Aha!" Interrupted Grogan as he held up a green lens and told him, "By Jove, You found a Diamond of Abaddon. I'm assuming a fat man brought you this." "That escalated quickly," Billy whispered to himself, "What is up with this? And how did you some big guy gave me it?" "His name is Baphomet. He distributes artifacts of destruction. You cannot rid of this." "Why?" "These are demon stones were talking about. You just CANNOT dispose of them." "What if I don't believe you?" "Than I couldn't save you some suffering." "Goodbye, Mr. Baxdab." Bill said sharply. The following afternoon, he stared and tried to understand what was the meaning of the previous. He thought if he didn't give in to his emotions, he could learn something useful about this "Diamond of Abaddon". Somewhat fed up, he uses one last attempt to get rid of it. This time, he drives inland into the woods, and buries it. Next morning he gets a message from his phone saying a middle-aged man suffered a SUDEP. Evidence shows that he did not have epilepsy. Bill, slightly horrified by the message, hurried to see what might have happened to store. Funny thing is, it wasn't there. everything was laid with brick. Bill stepped on the porch and quickly fell on his face, as if he tried to step on something that didn't exist. He got up rubbing the pain off his cheek bone, only to notice he was located at the very place he buried the gem. The gem was above ground and flickered angrily. Curious, Bill looked around and pinched himself to check if he wasn't asleep. His eyes met the gem again and was compelled to move towards it. He then noticed found his index fingers on the gem. suddenly, he was out. When he awoke, he felt different. He felt really smug and relax. He felt way stronger and the will to go make things right. He looked at his fingers only to see himself a pick up the gem. Only one thought came to his head: "This is MINE.

AnyOne

Who Might Take it

Will suffer."

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also he shoots dirt bullets from his index finger tips.

sorry if my writing skill sucks