Bibendum, Visitor of The Time Hotel
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Bibendum, Visitor of The Time Hotel
A dream I had, last night.
I’m in some sort of strange world. I’m flying high above it, and below, I can see the world is that of Google Maps Street View, only incredibly glitchy; there are only small parts of the real world that comprise this world and there is a great void, or chasm, down the centre. The world itself, being glitchy, isn’t spherical.
I cease my flight and find myself in a long empty industrial building, where a canal runs through its centre. There are tall windows, dirty with age, with their lowest points being at around chest height. The nearest is ajar and outside I see what appears to be a 19th or early 20th century military encampment up the hill. Their allegiance is unclear. They are reloading a large artillery, placing a shell or round into the back of the gun. It’s bigger than a mere person. However, they seem to be in a time loop, as they load the gun, only for it to not be loaded, so they, of course, need to reload the gun.
I go to climb out of the window. I prepare to hoist myself up, and, at my eye level as I do so, I see a combination of heavy cobwebs and external growths, like thorns. From inside this dense combination comes a zombified snapping turtle, played by Danny DeVito. Naturally, I go backwards, back onto the ground, grab the turtle and throw it into the canal. From there it looks up at me. All the while, I had been sucking, tucking my body in on itself, to make myself as slender as possible to get through the ajar window, which was not wide enough for a person to get through.
I then am with my mother, who talks about such a topic.
An Incomplete List
This was already ridiculous but the choice of music makes it 120% funnier
This is a collaborative novella by a whole group of people. The cover artwork is by Aristide Twain.
If you want to give the story a read you can download it here
13.58 MB file on MEGA
scott_sanford | Jenny Everywhere Day 2024
Scott Sanford has another Jenny story for us this year. He even included a playlist of songs to listen to while reading.
a jam comic to support the Sunday Jam!
We start this year’s event with a comic jam.
The Sunday Jam created a Secret Jam starring Jenny!
Give it a look, and think about supporting the Sunday Jam.
Another Day, Another Ludicrous Universe
Jenny Everywhere, not for the first time, sat in the Infinite, watching an incredible amount of bullshit unfold in some random universe. Such a hobby was particularly gratifying, as there was always something interesting going on, somewhere; you just had to know how to look.
Today she watched one universe's Earth get obliterated by a stray gamma-ray burst, as if the universe itself wanted to quash the events unfolding in one unassuming location: a writer, Xavier Llewellyn, wanted revenge on man made of noodles from another universe, all because in Xavier's universe, they had not been asked to write a story about Noodle Man.
Pathetic behaviour, frankly. But extremely amusing. But, as she watched that Earth's surface churn with lava and fire and the final suggestions of life collapsed into the destruction, she saw something. A faint little... no.
It couldn't be.
There was a single noodle, modestly floating in the oceans of fire.
The character of Jenny Everywhere is available for use by anyone, with only one condition: This paragraph must be included in any publication involving Jenny Everywhere, that others might use this property as they wish. All rights reversed.
This flash fiction is a coda to The Non-Canonical, Unlicensed and Non-Valid Sequel to Arcbeatle Press’(s) April Fool's Anthology “The Noodle Incident”, 2024: 2 Noodle, 2 Furious 2, The Electric Boogaloo, feat. the Piscons, Jenny Everywhere and the People’ Republic of China. Hope you enjoy!
Public Domain: Joyce York
This one from the getgo I knew I was gonna release into the public domain from the start.
Singer at a club called "The Inky Palace". She loves singing and dancing. Generally a sweetheart but can easily be pushed over the edge. Lives in an apartment with her cats.
I created this character, made a basic sketch and then commissioned Kyza Studio to draw this character for me. I think it turned out well. My thinking here was a sort of Betty Boop type character.
Joyce York is 100% Public Domain. I created her specifically to make her public domain/open source. Use her as you wish!
If you want her on a shirt or stickers, you can find that on my shop here.
Enjoy this new public domain character!
Bibendum, Agent of U.N.I.T.
Promposal
So I've been messing around on https://headcanongenerator.ai/ and making up silly scenarios with my characters, and one in particular was rather absurd.
"Epsilon promposes to Bibendum by rapping."
So I had to draw it.
Jenny Everywhere and the Even More Annoyingly-Titled Sequel to "Jenny Everywhere and the Rather Annoyingly Titled Sequel to "Jenny Everywhere and the Very Short Story""
"Aaaaaaaaaaaarghhhhhhh!" screamed Jenny Everywhere, in what was typically regarded as a blood-curdling screech*.
"Well," I said, for the bit where I added in parenthesis after "narrator" that the narrator was, in fact, me was getting rather tiresome, "I'd already ruined the joke of the first story, so I thought I might as well carry on. And these are rather fun, I must say."
Jenny Everywhere groaned. This may have been because she had an elephant on her head, or else it may have been because she was rather pissed off at me.
I suspect the latter, in hindsight.
Just then, because I couldn't think of anything else to put here, in a daring act of outstanding fanwankery, I suddenly revealed that I was not, in fact, a mere ordinary narrator, the likes of which you might find in an everyday story, but instead I was the Narrator in Grey!
"I!" I cried, in a daring act of outstanding fanwankery, "Am not, in fact, a mere ordinary narrator, the likes of the which you might find in an everyday story, but instead I am the Narrator in Grey!"
"The who?" asked Jenny Everywhere, still decidedly peeved at my antics.
"The Narrator in Grey!" I cried, "You must have heard of me!"
"Not ringing any bells," said Everywhere.
"Oh," I said, disheartened, "Well, then, let me rectify that lack of knowledge, and inform you that I, the Narrator in Grey, am very evil and such, being the Man in Grey's evil cousin! And I am here to stop you!"
"Stop me doing what?" asked Everywhere.
"Why, having adventures of course!" I said.
"Yeah, figures," said Everywhere, "I mean, bloody hell, you really are evil!"
So Jenny Everywhere gave me a very stern telling off, and told me not to be evil any more, so I became very good and we both went on lots of lovely adventures together, and we all lived happily ever after until the very next day, when the universe in which these stories took place imploded, because it didn't particularly fancy another one of these Tumblr flash-fic things.
DEFINITELY THE END (xxx - the universe in which these stories took place, aka Miranda)
The character of Jenny Everywhere is available for use by anyone, with only one condition: This paragraph must be included in any publication involving Jenny Everywhere, that others might use this property as they wish. All rights reversed.
The character of the Man in Grey is available for use by anyone, with only one condition: This paragraph must be included in any publication involving the Man in Grey, that others might use this property as they wish. All rights reversed.
And now, for the first (and probably the last) time:
The character of the Narrator in Grey is available for use by anyone, with only one condition: This paragraph must be included in any publication involving the Narrator in Grey, that others might use this property as they wish. All rights reversed.
*No blood was harmed during the making of this story. Well, not much, anyhow
Jenny Everywhere in: The Unofficial and Now Just Plainly Annoyingly Titled Sequel to "Jenny Everywhere and the Even More Annoyingly-Titled Sequel to "Jenny Everywhere and the Rather Annoyingly Titled Sequel to "Jenny Everywhere and the Very Short Story"""
Jenny Everywhere, in all of her glory, was sitting on a deckchair in the Infinite, drinking a delicious mango smoothie. She wasn't just drinking the best smoothie this side of the multiverse, no, she was watching the incredible amount of absolute bullshit happening over in this random universe. And laughing.
The character of Jenny Everywhere is available for use by anyone, with only one condition: This paragraph must be included in any publication involving Jenny Everywhere, that others might use this property as they wish. All rights reversed.