Cricklandia

Thousands of years ago, before the birth of Christ and the Ancient Greeks there was a small village. This village was small with only about one hundred and twenty people residing in it. It was calm, peaceful and everyone was happy. This village was called Cricksville. Cricksville was a village of only crickets. The crickets were content with what they had and did not ask for much more than food and shelter. On one hot summer day two crickets by the name’s of Achimi and Shimimi had a son by the name of Jiminy. The birth was an unusual for Jiminy was born without a leg. A day after Jiminy’s birth his parents found him floating somehow in his room.

Jiminy was an unusual child. He did not have many friends and always took notes on whatever he saw. The village always thought of Jiminy as an odd child. Many thought he could summon the plants to help him. As Jiminy grew older he was not interested in helping his parents gathering food or building houses for the growing cricket population. All Jiminy focused on was his observations on other crickets. He learned a great deal from his observations. Jiminy learned that crickets were a very aggressive people and that they were very sociable. They were hard – working and unforgiving.

When Jiminy was a full grown cricket the population of Cricksville had flourished from 120 to 9160. The village had grown to a busy city and the name had been changed from Cricksville to Crickatopia. The city through many people’s eyes seemed perfect and the government rigid but just. Jiminy had been elected as part into the Crickatopian senate. While the rest of the government focused on being “progressive” Jiminy focused on the security and the safety of the people. The government did not like Jiminy and believed him to be a crazy cricket. A year had passed and Jiminy had built up the Crickatopian army and fortified the city. The government stopped him from his so called crazy actions. They kicked Jiminy off the Crickatopian senate and banned him from ever returning. Jiminy knew though that war was immanent with the Cricket colony in the west because of his studies of the crickets.

Months passed and the walls of the city torn and the army severely scaled down. All the crickets were happy because now they could focus on more “progressive” thoughts about cricket relations and such. The day of Jiminy’s birthday the crickets from the western colony attacked. Everyone was scared and the government did not know what to do. The only person they could rely on was Jiminy. Jiminy agreed to return, but only if they made him ruler of Crickatopia. They agreed and Jiminy started to build the army again. The war between Crickatopia and the western colony (Now known as the “that one war that no one really cares about”) raged on for years. Jiminy struggled to keep his army afloat. Finally, seven years after the war had begun Jiminy unleashed an attack so powerful on the opposing colony that they caved and surrendered. Jiminy had won his first of many wars. Crickatopia now went by the name of Cricklandia because they knew their society wasn’t perfect and that they didn’t live in a utopia. Crickatopia took over the western colony and thus the “Great Cricklandian Empire” was created.

-Alex Barbarian