User:SageIdle

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A man so awesome, Wikipedia could not contain it and it exploded and deleted his account.

This is the original God Emperor!

Is currently saving/destroying the world with Johny Smithy

THIS PAGE IS FULL OF SO MUCH WIN!!!!!!!

The Chronicles of Win
Oh, hello there, I didn't see you come in. Please, have a seat. A story? Well, alright. You remind me so much of your father, bless his soul. He would also visit me for stories. Oh, right, a story. Well, let's see... Ah! I know! Let me tell you the old fable of our saviors, Johny Smithy and Sage Idle. It all began 500 years ago on one of Neptune's moons...

"Dude, we're out of cheese..." said Sage Idle. "...it wasn't me..." replied Johny Smithy. "Yeah, right, it was one of those OTHER people living on one of Neptune's moons..." sarcastically replied Sage Idle. "...yes...yes it was...I think he went that-a way..." said Johny Smithy pointing off into the distance towards a creepy cave neither dared venture towards. "Dude, just go Naiad and pick up some more." "Wha...bu...I...fine!" "And while you're doing that, I'll finish up here." "You know, just because you deemed yourself "King of Galatea", I have just as many rights here as you do!" "Um...well obviously not. I don't have to pay taxes." "...we are the only two living things for miles. NOBODY is paying taxes. We are currently living off of stray photons, Galatea rocks, and cheese. And Mt. Dew. And I think I went crazy a month ago. I'm beginning to doubt yours and Mr. Squiggles existences..." "I will devour your soul," said Mr. Squiggles. "Mr. Squiggles, not now," said Johny Smithy. "...Ok...?" said Sage Idle.

And so Johny Smithy flew off to Naiad. "It's about time he's gone," thought Sage Idle to himself. "Now it's time to play with my Morgorian Space Snake! Here boy! Here!" Out from deep space, a large, metallic snake came flying toward Sage Idle. "Mrrraagh!" said the Morgorian Space Snake. "Morgorian Space Snake, what should we do today?" But at that moment, Johny arrived back, only taking him 35 seconds to get the cheese.

Upon arriving back on Galatea, Johny Smithy saw Sage Idle playing with the Morgorian Space Snake. "Hey! Why is it that I always do all the work and you get to sit around and play with animals?!" demanded Johny. "I will devour your soul," said Mr. Squiggles. "Not now, Mr. Squiggles, I'm talking to Sage Idle."