Not really a novel... but whatever, short story.
I don't know what to say about it... I got the idea, first tried to apply it to a child charicter, and that didn't work so well so I made it as this or something like that. Hope you like it.
"Yeah, but you look kind of young. Need some ID out of you." Said the cook a little gruffly, doubting the traveler would be able to supply anything.
The stranger handed him a driver's liscense. "This is the dumbest fake ID I have ever seen, kid. Sure, you don't want to get caught, but 000001 isn't exactly a common name... or a name at all. I hope this isn't the only 'liscense' you have. I'd hate to see you try to show this to a cop if you got pulled over." The cook said, kind of laughingly, kind of insulted.
The traveler just took his liscense back and asked him the oddest question he'd ever heard. "What have you done with your life?"
The cook first took this for an insult, but then realized there was no taunting tone in the traveler.
"Well, I've started this diner, gotten married, and had 3 kids." The cook said in the proud way of a parent, though still confused about what was going on.
"Thats why you have a name. YOu've done something with your life that will make an impact, hovewer small. By having a name you've signed your work. The work of your life. I don't have n name I haven't done anything with my life worthy of noting by anyone. No one needs to say my name, so I don't have one."
"Well thats as dumb a story as I've heard by someone with a fake ID, and yours looks real except for the nameso... Whatever. Heres a drink." The cook set down a beer bottle.
"Thanks." The nameless man said. He left soon after.
The nameless traveler roamed all across the USA and Canada, telling his story whenever someone asked.
When he was in his 60s, and his saved pay from military service was finally starting to dry up, he bought a small house.
The number on the mailbox was 000001, but taht wasn't the house number.
Two years after he bought his house, a visitor came.
"Hello." The visitor said.
"I don't want whatever you're selling." The nameless man said.
"I'm not selling. But, I do think you should get yourself a name." The legend had spread, apparently.
"Haven't accomplished anything. Haven't really ever tried. Why do I need a name?"
"Because I'm 010293. I have no name. I haven't done anything. I don't need a name, but you do, because you started this."
The original nameless man smiled. "10,000 nameless people. Thats something. I guess I started this. I guess I'm... The Firestarter."
Alright Firestarter. I think you'll hear about me later, because I'm not ready to sign my work yet. You were great, but I'll be the best."
"My idea was to keep my name to be out of any record, because I'm worthless. Now that I've thrown that idea away, I sure hope you do something grander than making 10,000 people drop their names. Because as of yet, I'm still worthless."
"You won't go unknown. I'll make Firestarter a name everyone knows. Remember me, because people will think I'll need a name before I'm done with my life, but I'll be just like you, not taking it until I've accomplished all I want to do."
A year after Firestarter got his visitor, The No-Name party revealed 010293 as their presidential candidate. He was the first 3rd party candidate to win an ellection. Most people accredited his victory to one of the actions of the previous Republican administration.
They had, in order to bring many 3rd parties (Temporarily, at least) to their side, marked abolishing ellectoral college on their ticket as a big issue. Now that everyone wasn't so pressured to join parties because every vote was equal, no matter who it went to. Thus the newly-formed No-Name party had won the Presidency.
010293 didn't take his name when he became president though. When a reporter asked, he told them "Winning the office is nothing! You must use it!"
And use it he did. 010293 did so many great things with his office. THe people had more freedom than ever before. He undid all encroaching laws, except those that must remain. He helped all people around the world with humanitarian aid when they needed it, and so when America was hit by so many hurricanes, the world helped America in turn.
010293 never took a name though, no matter how many people told him he deserved one. After his first 4 years in office, he was re-ellected. No other major party bothered to come up with challengers. Only a few angry radical groups.
The majority of the world loved 010293, but there were also many tight knots of extrimists and fanatics of various degrees, who loathed 010293 for their own resons, because he was the undoer of so many things that they had accomplished in the years before he was in office.
In the middle of 010293's 5th State of The Union adress, he was shot. He had never done enough to think he was worthy of a name though.
No one knew who killed him. It could have easily been any group, from the Christian Church to one of the world's dictators.
The only thing written on his grave was 'the nameless president', because 010293 never though he had done enough. He never thought he had accomplished enough to sign his life with a name.
Short story by Andy
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Written on 2006-02-12 at 01:46
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I don't know what to say about it... I got the idea, first tried to apply it to a child charicter, and that didn't work so well so I made it as this or something like that. Hope you like it.
The Man With No Name
A guy walked into the diner, and sat down at the counter. "Do you have anything alchaholic?" He asked the cook."Yeah, but you look kind of young. Need some ID out of you." Said the cook a little gruffly, doubting the traveler would be able to supply anything.
The stranger handed him a driver's liscense. "This is the dumbest fake ID I have ever seen, kid. Sure, you don't want to get caught, but 000001 isn't exactly a common name... or a name at all. I hope this isn't the only 'liscense' you have. I'd hate to see you try to show this to a cop if you got pulled over." The cook said, kind of laughingly, kind of insulted.
The traveler just took his liscense back and asked him the oddest question he'd ever heard. "What have you done with your life?"
The cook first took this for an insult, but then realized there was no taunting tone in the traveler.
"Well, I've started this diner, gotten married, and had 3 kids." The cook said in the proud way of a parent, though still confused about what was going on.
"Thats why you have a name. YOu've done something with your life that will make an impact, hovewer small. By having a name you've signed your work. The work of your life. I don't have n name I haven't done anything with my life worthy of noting by anyone. No one needs to say my name, so I don't have one."
"Well thats as dumb a story as I've heard by someone with a fake ID, and yours looks real except for the nameso... Whatever. Heres a drink." The cook set down a beer bottle.
"Thanks." The nameless man said. He left soon after.
The nameless traveler roamed all across the USA and Canada, telling his story whenever someone asked.
When he was in his 60s, and his saved pay from military service was finally starting to dry up, he bought a small house.
The number on the mailbox was 000001, but taht wasn't the house number.
Two years after he bought his house, a visitor came.
"Hello." The visitor said.
"I don't want whatever you're selling." The nameless man said.
"I'm not selling. But, I do think you should get yourself a name." The legend had spread, apparently.
"Haven't accomplished anything. Haven't really ever tried. Why do I need a name?"
"Because I'm 010293. I have no name. I haven't done anything. I don't need a name, but you do, because you started this."
The original nameless man smiled. "10,000 nameless people. Thats something. I guess I started this. I guess I'm... The Firestarter."
Alright Firestarter. I think you'll hear about me later, because I'm not ready to sign my work yet. You were great, but I'll be the best."
"My idea was to keep my name to be out of any record, because I'm worthless. Now that I've thrown that idea away, I sure hope you do something grander than making 10,000 people drop their names. Because as of yet, I'm still worthless."
"You won't go unknown. I'll make Firestarter a name everyone knows. Remember me, because people will think I'll need a name before I'm done with my life, but I'll be just like you, not taking it until I've accomplished all I want to do."
A year after Firestarter got his visitor, The No-Name party revealed 010293 as their presidential candidate. He was the first 3rd party candidate to win an ellection. Most people accredited his victory to one of the actions of the previous Republican administration.
They had, in order to bring many 3rd parties (Temporarily, at least) to their side, marked abolishing ellectoral college on their ticket as a big issue. Now that everyone wasn't so pressured to join parties because every vote was equal, no matter who it went to. Thus the newly-formed No-Name party had won the Presidency.
010293 didn't take his name when he became president though. When a reporter asked, he told them "Winning the office is nothing! You must use it!"
And use it he did. 010293 did so many great things with his office. THe people had more freedom than ever before. He undid all encroaching laws, except those that must remain. He helped all people around the world with humanitarian aid when they needed it, and so when America was hit by so many hurricanes, the world helped America in turn.
010293 never took a name though, no matter how many people told him he deserved one. After his first 4 years in office, he was re-ellected. No other major party bothered to come up with challengers. Only a few angry radical groups.
The majority of the world loved 010293, but there were also many tight knots of extrimists and fanatics of various degrees, who loathed 010293 for their own resons, because he was the undoer of so many things that they had accomplished in the years before he was in office.
In the middle of 010293's 5th State of The Union adress, he was shot. He had never done enough to think he was worthy of a name though.
No one knew who killed him. It could have easily been any group, from the Christian Church to one of the world's dictators.
The only thing written on his grave was 'the nameless president', because 010293 never though he had done enough. He never thought he had accomplished enough to sign his life with a name.
Short story by Andy
Read 874 times
Written on 2006-02-12 at 01:46
Tags Name Nameless Democracy
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