Yesterday, I mentioned that a most unexpected rescuer would soon be coming to liberate the bikers held prisoner by mutant alien architects inside two ancient golden temples that the aliens had created untold aeons ago here on Earth for their own sinister purposes. So here he is, Wisconsin Jones, a biker himself, but also an archaeologist, just like his more famous identical twin brother, as well as a veritable angel. Let me expl;ain.
For reasons that need not concern us here, he moved away from his family, including his soon-to-be world-famous twin, after graduating from university as an archaeologist, and resettled far away in Milwaukee, Wisconsin - home to the globally-renowned Harley-Davidson motorcycle company. Consequently, it was inevitable that he would soon become a passionate biker, and a Harley fan in particular. And because of his twin's nickname, his biker buddies in Milwaukee soon dubbed him Wisconsin Jones.
Whereas his twin went on to achieve international acclaim by rediscovering among several other ancient, long-lost relics the Ark of the Covenant and the Holy Grail, Wisconsin's archaeological endeavours proved rather less dramatic, which is why his name remained little-known outside such circles. And then came a totally unexpected but life-transforming discovery - in every sense.
Having recently been diagnosed with a terminal illness, Wisconsin had opted against all medical advice to make one final field trip to an archaic temple in search of a sacred relic supposedly concealed long ago somewhere deep within its dark, labyrinthine catacombs. Yet again, however, he failed to locate it, but in a secluded courtyard that he hadn't previously entered he spied a small fountain from which crystalline water spurted forth. He was sonmewhat startled when his local helpers informed him in all seriousness that this modest little structure was none other than the fabled Fountain of Eternal Youth, and that whoever drank from it would become immortal, invincible, and stay eternally young.
Intrigued, especially after consciously noticing for the first time that his helpers all appeared to be in excellent health, empowered, in fact with truly remarkable strength and vitality, and encouraged by them to take a sip, Wisconsin duly did so. After all, he reasoned, he was destined to die soon anyway, so what did he have to lose? The water tasted cool, with a subtle, unfamiliar aroma, almost like incense, and within just a few moments he could feel a warm, fiery suffusion traversing through his entire body. Moreover, within a week his health had improved dramatically, with all of the various pains resulting from his condition having completely vanished. Indeed, both his mental and his physical state had never been better. But that was only the beginning - he soon began developing an array of super-human abilities, which would propel him into an astonishing new life, and metamorphose him into an esoteric entity little short of angelic in status and nature. But all of this and more will be revealed next time, in the concluding gallery of this multi-gallery picture story.
Meanwhile, here is a gallery illustrating some of Wisconsin Jones's archaeological exploits and discoveries prior to his life-saving - and life-changing - encounter with the Fountain of Eternal Youth:
And here is the only known picture of Wisconsin Jonesw standing beside the Fountain of Eternal Youth.
Don't forget to click here for the concluding gallery in this multi-gallery picture story.
Plus: please click here to access a chronological listing of fully clickable links to all galleries uploaded by me on this blog. NB - all of the images included in this page's gallery were created by me, RebelBikerDude, using the AI image-generation program MagicStudio. NB - all of the images included in this page's gallery were created by me, RebelBikerDude, using the AI image-generation program Magic Studio, for non-commercial, entertainment purposes only. So they do not feature any real-life celebrities or copyrighted characters, only AI-generated lookalikes.
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