sandiism

Shinali the Enlightened:    Gsandi and all his ancestors are actually immortal but some have gone into hiding, disguising themselves as teenagers on the internet. The entire zbb is actually all in gsandi's direct line. 

Vohpenonomae the Luminous:    I knew that, he told me as much.

Shinali the Enlightened:    Why did he confide in you? Are you one of them?

Vohpenonomae the Luminous:    I'm his 4th cousin, twice removed

Shinali the Enlightened:    Of course. I haven't traced my lineage to him properly yet

Vohpenonomae the Luminous:    But i'm not immortal; my doctor doesnt think so, at least

Shinali the Enlightened:    Gsandi actually speaks every language that has ever existed and will ever exist but only admits to knowing a few of them. But the Patriarch, the Father of the Seven Strings had 9 children so the Patriarch's children and their descendants began to marry in amond the world population. Soon all non-sandis were wiped away, as the coming generations all had a sandi in their line. Then the Father of the Seven Strings saw how interwoven they were and called them the Web of Sandi. But through it all, only one could bear the name of the partriarch in each generation and that man was called "Gabor the Splendiferous." Many many centuries had now passed, and a time came when the patriarch's dream had become a reality there was a Web to connect all Seven Strings, and they called it the Intersandi Network. Over time it became cruelly shortened to "the Internet" Then there was a refuge, for those who had the most sandi blood...it was the Sandi Bonding Board. Then Gabor the Splendiferous saw that was a name that could reveal too much to the enemy, those who despised their sacred sandi blood so it became the SBB. SBB was very hard to say by all these different sandi, so it naturally changed to the ZBB. The sandi now had a voice! And the great Gabor the Splendiferous the 4373rd descended upon the ZBB and all were granted the insight into their sacred past. All were immortal, and had now come to know it.

Shift the Tremoralous>:  Wow. 

 *Shift sways slightly*

* Hokulani  steadies Shift

Hokulani the Musebound:   Dont fall down.

Shinali the Enlightened:   There were factions and feuds, notably by the Non-Es Ediists and the Samediists against the true Sandiists, but the Sandiists held strong. And on every 5th rainy Friday in December in the Atacama desert they hold a special festival for Gabor the Slendiferous. They toss blue roses at his feet and do dances of joy... The young maidensandis clothe themselves head to toe in gold and pearls and adorn every inch of themselves with henna and jewels. They then stand before a field of lillies and recite hymns of Sandiism. And at noon on the fourth day of the festival, a single yellow rose opens among the lillies and blue roses, and the Patriarch himself is revealed all rush to him crying "Father, father!" The dancing is feverish now, and the maidens have not slept for days. All fall into a sacred trance and this gets posted to the SBB...erm ZBB...when they awaken.

Commentary:

<Vohpenonomae the Luminous>    you should write a story on this, dazi

<Vohpenonomae the Luminous>    gabor would enjoy it

<Shinali the Enlightened>    remind me

<Hokulani the Musebound>    heh, yeah

<Vohpenonomae the Luminous>    better find out what [splendiferous] is in hungarian, dazi

<Hokulani the Musebound>    really Dazi, write a story on those grounds

<Shinali the Enlightened>    hehe i think i will