Greg Tales
3 Meet Greg! Our Good for Nothing MC!
"So, this is our first actual volume, huh?"
"Yes Greg! You can bask in the glory!"
"FINALLY!"
"Well, didn't you have something to say?"
"Thank you Sean, for reminding that. Readers! We got our real first volume. And in these chapters, we will go a bit back; back to the beginning. So enjoy!"
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Hunter; The world's most popular job site. Millions of people were already the members since its arrival. The job varied from small to big; temporary to permanent. Some enjoyed great success from the jobs they were able to secure through this, while some, well, sucked at it! But there were a small portion of the world's population who just wanted money from time to time, just to have their ends meet. Basically, they did odd jobs. The creator of this site called those people- Job Hunters.
"So, what have we got today? Lawn mowing? Nah! I want something exciting! Let's see- Be a crash test dummy? What kind of a job is that? Buy one dummy for that, you dummies! Oh! It pays well! But, I can't use my tools over there. You know what? None of today's jobs suits me! So, I'm going to take an off day-"
"Not that easily!"
"Crazy old woman? How did you enter my apartment?"
"Greg, did you really thought that I don't have a spare key for your apartment?"
"Eww, woman! Are you a stalker or something? You are weird!"
"Don't mislead people like that- I'm just your landlord!"
"What people?"
"Wh- The ones that you're talking to- The Rea-"
"I'm just kidding, old woman! And a fun fact, just because you can sense them, ARE YOU GOING TO MAKE THE FOURTH WALL BREAKING STALE, YOU BITCH?"
"Hey! I'm an old woman! Give me some respect on that respect!"
"You don't deserve respect!"
"Ah! (sob) Go on! After all that I've did to you-"
"The emotional blackmail won't work on me, you stupid woman!"
"Well then, leave the apartment then! You haven't even given the rent for months. I've extended the timeline month after month- but I never got the money! If you leave the apartment, maybe I can extend my business over this floor too. HEY! Where're you going?"
"WHAT? I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"
Greg had already reached his old nearly broken down car. He got inside, started the car and went on his way.
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If you thought that's what happened, you couldn't be more wrong. Greg started the car, but he heard nothing from the car.
"Come on! Start, damn it! Don't go limp on me, baby!"
Well, that wasn't a surprise. After years and years of neglecting, overuse and smashing, that was meant to be. Greg lost count on how many times he made it to do over and over again. How could it be in its best shape? It was manhandled by the sadist that was Greg.
"Oy! Are we still talking about the car?"
Of course, we are!
"Stop there, Greg! Wait, you thought of escaping in the car? Well, I'll take my time coming down then."
"Don't you dare make fun of my car, you old hag! You know what? Screw you! You'll go to the depths of hell!"
"I'll be taking you with me, Greg! Just wait for me to come down. You'll get the taste of hell-"
"Come on, my sweet heart! Do it for daddy! Start! Start!"
It was as if his prayers were answered. The car started and Greg escaped his landlady's clutches.
"Screw you, old hag! HAHAHAHAHA!"
"Wait up, Greg- Oh, he's gone. That shithead, he would never change."
"Excuse me, are you Othwyn?"
A woman who looked like twenty-five approached the landlady. And yes, Othwyn is the landlady's name, however weird it is.
"Yes, and who are you?"
"Do you know a man named Greg? People said that I could know about this man by asking you."
"Oh my, are you one of those girls that he cheated? He could be a bit of an asshole. Forgive his behavior. He's got no manners!"
"No, no, nothing like that!"
"Thank god! Well, if you're looking for Greg, he escaped from here just now. What is it? I could pass him the message."
"I'll wait. This is something that I should say to him face-to-face."
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Tyler Hendricks; many considered him as the future of US military. Of course, that was like fifteen years ago when US was not handed over to other countries by the idiot president. Fifteen years went past and now, military meant shit. They were the lap dogs of some foreign countries. Tyler, who showed his passion towards his home country was awarded the rank of Sergeant Major.
"Sir, the prince has arrived!"
"Wait, I'm coming."
Prince Jugem; he was the prince of a small country over unknown location who was considering to come to America as a foreign exchange student. But the thing was that Jugem was known for his stupidity far and wide.
"Really! These are hard times. A sergeant major escorting a blockhead!"
"Yo, uncle!"
"Uncle? Dude, you look almost the same age as me. Now, where's the stupid prince?"
"Hey!"
Someone jumped in.
"Don't call our prince a stupid idiot who know nothing about the world and a bitch who constantly babbles his mouth about something even though he know nothing! That is rude!"
"Bodyguard, I didn't think he went that far!"
"Wait! That's the prince? He's gonna be a foreign exchange? Isn't he a bit too old?"
"Well, (whispering) he's over 26! But he's so stupid that his father couldn't tolerate him. But he's still the crown prince! This idiot!"
"Wait, I'm just 27 though!"
"Really? You look young for your age, Mr?"
"Tyler!"
"Mr Tyler! I wish this stupid prince had half your looks!"
"Did you say something, bodyguard?"
"No- nothing, my prince."
"Let's get a move on then!"
"Yes, my prince."
Just as the prince set his foot on the road, an old shabby car swept him up.
"PRINCE!"
"Oh man! I can't have that idiot die under my surveillance."
"Hey! Man in the car! Did you tried to kill the prince? That was lame! You should have rammed him with a truck!"
"Oy, are you even the prince's bodyguard? Officers, take this bodyguard and the prince away and give the prince some treatment. Wait! Before that, capture that damn person inside the car."
The officers tried capturing the man in the car. But everyone who tried were taken out, one way or other.
"What are you guys doing?"
Tyler went towards the man. Well, the man inside the car was indeed Greg. When Tyler saw Greg, he took a step back. Was he afraid? No. But he was able to sense that Greg was dangerous.
"Do we have any problem, officer?"
"No-"
"What the hell, man in the car? Attacking the prince- I will tolerate. But you attacked a few of us too- and I won't tolerate that!"
"Oy! Don't be stupid, bodyguard! Don't do-"
Tyler didn't even got a chance to stop that man. Greg sprayed pepper spray from the water gun. The bodyguard screamed.
"HWAH! JUST WHO ARE YOU, MAN IN THE CAR?"
Greg stepped out of the car. He wore his tools bag around his neck; he had the bag in front, near his abdomen. He placed his water gun back in the bag and took the nokia launcher.
"WHO AM I?!? I AM FUCKING DORAEMON!!!"
Greg proceeded to shoot out the nokia phones all over the place. Everyone looked defenseless when Greg rampaged all over the place.
"Shit! I'm out of ammo."
Greg kept the launcher back in his bag and proceeded to pick the ammo back. Currently, Greg was in a vulnerable state. But no one attacked him. Why? The only people left standing were Prince Jugem and Tyler. Jugem was pissing his pants while Tyler didn't dare to stop this monster.
"Whoo, I got the ammo back! So, can we continue?"
"Wait! We don't have to fight! You're permitted to go!"
"Oh? Thanks!"
Greg went back to his car but soon came back.
"Excuse me? Can you help?"
"What is it?"
"Can you please push my car?"
"Well, okay."
"Gee, thanks!"
Greg went back to his car again. But-
"NO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? FIGHT HIM! DON'T PUSH HIS CAR!"
It was Jugem.
"You know, prince? I've been meaning to do something for a long time."
"What is it?"
"HERE!"
Tyler slapped the heck out of Jugem's face.
"SHUT YOUR FUCKING TRAP, YOU STUPID PRINCE!"
"WHAA! That hurts! This will become a national issue! You will pay!"
"I DON'T CARE!"
Tyler slapped Jugem again. Jugem cried.
"HEAA! I'M NEVER RETURNING TO AMERICA AGAIN!"
Jugem ran away. Greg went back on his way. And Tyler stood there in the middle of the road. Finally, he did something that he could be proud of. He was a proud American now!
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By the way, Tyler was fired from his job!
"Yes Greg! You can bask in the glory!"
"FINALLY!"
"Well, didn't you have something to say?"
"Thank you Sean, for reminding that. Readers! We got our real first volume. And in these chapters, we will go a bit back; back to the beginning. So enjoy!"
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Hunter; The world's most popular job site. Millions of people were already the members since its arrival. The job varied from small to big; temporary to permanent. Some enjoyed great success from the jobs they were able to secure through this, while some, well, sucked at it! But there were a small portion of the world's population who just wanted money from time to time, just to have their ends meet. Basically, they did odd jobs. The creator of this site called those people- Job Hunters.
"So, what have we got today? Lawn mowing? Nah! I want something exciting! Let's see- Be a crash test dummy? What kind of a job is that? Buy one dummy for that, you dummies! Oh! It pays well! But, I can't use my tools over there. You know what? None of today's jobs suits me! So, I'm going to take an off day-"
"Not that easily!"
"Crazy old woman? How did you enter my apartment?"
"Greg, did you really thought that I don't have a spare key for your apartment?"
"Eww, woman! Are you a stalker or something? You are weird!"
"Don't mislead people like that- I'm just your landlord!"
"What people?"
"Wh- The ones that you're talking to- The Rea-"
"I'm just kidding, old woman! And a fun fact, just because you can sense them, ARE YOU GOING TO MAKE THE FOURTH WALL BREAKING STALE, YOU BITCH?"
"Hey! I'm an old woman! Give me some respect on that respect!"
"You don't deserve respect!"
"Ah! (sob) Go on! After all that I've did to you-"
"The emotional blackmail won't work on me, you stupid woman!"
"Well then, leave the apartment then! You haven't even given the rent for months. I've extended the timeline month after month- but I never got the money! If you leave the apartment, maybe I can extend my business over this floor too. HEY! Where're you going?"
"WHAT? I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"
Greg had already reached his old nearly broken down car. He got inside, started the car and went on his way.
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If you thought that's what happened, you couldn't be more wrong. Greg started the car, but he heard nothing from the car.
"Come on! Start, damn it! Don't go limp on me, baby!"
Well, that wasn't a surprise. After years and years of neglecting, overuse and smashing, that was meant to be. Greg lost count on how many times he made it to do over and over again. How could it be in its best shape? It was manhandled by the sadist that was Greg.
"Oy! Are we still talking about the car?"
Of course, we are!
"Stop there, Greg! Wait, you thought of escaping in the car? Well, I'll take my time coming down then."
"Don't you dare make fun of my car, you old hag! You know what? Screw you! You'll go to the depths of hell!"
"I'll be taking you with me, Greg! Just wait for me to come down. You'll get the taste of hell-"
"Come on, my sweet heart! Do it for daddy! Start! Start!"
It was as if his prayers were answered. The car started and Greg escaped his landlady's clutches.
"Screw you, old hag! HAHAHAHAHA!"
"Wait up, Greg- Oh, he's gone. That shithead, he would never change."
"Excuse me, are you Othwyn?"
A woman who looked like twenty-five approached the landlady. And yes, Othwyn is the landlady's name, however weird it is.
"Yes, and who are you?"
"Do you know a man named Greg? People said that I could know about this man by asking you."
"Oh my, are you one of those girls that he cheated? He could be a bit of an asshole. Forgive his behavior. He's got no manners!"
"No, no, nothing like that!"
"Thank god! Well, if you're looking for Greg, he escaped from here just now. What is it? I could pass him the message."
"I'll wait. This is something that I should say to him face-to-face."
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Tyler Hendricks; many considered him as the future of US military. Of course, that was like fifteen years ago when US was not handed over to other countries by the idiot president. Fifteen years went past and now, military meant shit. They were the lap dogs of some foreign countries. Tyler, who showed his passion towards his home country was awarded the rank of Sergeant Major.
"Sir, the prince has arrived!"
"Wait, I'm coming."
Prince Jugem; he was the prince of a small country over unknown location who was considering to come to America as a foreign exchange student. But the thing was that Jugem was known for his stupidity far and wide.
"Really! These are hard times. A sergeant major escorting a blockhead!"
"Yo, uncle!"
"Uncle? Dude, you look almost the same age as me. Now, where's the stupid prince?"
"Hey!"
Someone jumped in.
"Don't call our prince a stupid idiot who know nothing about the world and a bitch who constantly babbles his mouth about something even though he know nothing! That is rude!"
"Bodyguard, I didn't think he went that far!"
"Wait! That's the prince? He's gonna be a foreign exchange? Isn't he a bit too old?"
"Well, (whispering) he's over 26! But he's so stupid that his father couldn't tolerate him. But he's still the crown prince! This idiot!"
"Wait, I'm just 27 though!"
"Really? You look young for your age, Mr?"
"Tyler!"
"Mr Tyler! I wish this stupid prince had half your looks!"
"Did you say something, bodyguard?"
"No- nothing, my prince."
"Let's get a move on then!"
"Yes, my prince."
Just as the prince set his foot on the road, an old shabby car swept him up.
"PRINCE!"
"Oh man! I can't have that idiot die under my surveillance."
"Hey! Man in the car! Did you tried to kill the prince? That was lame! You should have rammed him with a truck!"
"Oy, are you even the prince's bodyguard? Officers, take this bodyguard and the prince away and give the prince some treatment. Wait! Before that, capture that damn person inside the car."
The officers tried capturing the man in the car. But everyone who tried were taken out, one way or other.
"What are you guys doing?"
Tyler went towards the man. Well, the man inside the car was indeed Greg. When Tyler saw Greg, he took a step back. Was he afraid? No. But he was able to sense that Greg was dangerous.
"Do we have any problem, officer?"
"No-"
"What the hell, man in the car? Attacking the prince- I will tolerate. But you attacked a few of us too- and I won't tolerate that!"
"Oy! Don't be stupid, bodyguard! Don't do-"
Tyler didn't even got a chance to stop that man. Greg sprayed pepper spray from the water gun. The bodyguard screamed.
"HWAH! JUST WHO ARE YOU, MAN IN THE CAR?"
Greg stepped out of the car. He wore his tools bag around his neck; he had the bag in front, near his abdomen. He placed his water gun back in the bag and took the nokia launcher.
"WHO AM I?!? I AM FUCKING DORAEMON!!!"
Greg proceeded to shoot out the nokia phones all over the place. Everyone looked defenseless when Greg rampaged all over the place.
"Shit! I'm out of ammo."
Greg kept the launcher back in his bag and proceeded to pick the ammo back. Currently, Greg was in a vulnerable state. But no one attacked him. Why? The only people left standing were Prince Jugem and Tyler. Jugem was pissing his pants while Tyler didn't dare to stop this monster.
"Whoo, I got the ammo back! So, can we continue?"
"Wait! We don't have to fight! You're permitted to go!"
"Oh? Thanks!"
Greg went back to his car but soon came back.
"Excuse me? Can you help?"
"What is it?"
"Can you please push my car?"
"Well, okay."
"Gee, thanks!"
Greg went back to his car again. But-
"NO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? FIGHT HIM! DON'T PUSH HIS CAR!"
It was Jugem.
"You know, prince? I've been meaning to do something for a long time."
"What is it?"
"HERE!"
Tyler slapped the heck out of Jugem's face.
"SHUT YOUR FUCKING TRAP, YOU STUPID PRINCE!"
"WHAA! That hurts! This will become a national issue! You will pay!"
"I DON'T CARE!"
Tyler slapped Jugem again. Jugem cried.
"HEAA! I'M NEVER RETURNING TO AMERICA AGAIN!"
Jugem ran away. Greg went back on his way. And Tyler stood there in the middle of the road. Finally, he did something that he could be proud of. He was a proud American now!
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By the way, Tyler was fired from his job!