Many local carvers would lay claim to Freaki’s Tikis and boast that it was their work. And when the tiki gods would hear of someone claiming a Freaki Tiki as their own work they would make sure that person died a terrible and painfully slow death.
Freaki’s hatred and pain never subsided over his wondering years. He began to even disgrace his own carvings. He would sometimes ritually burn his tikis right after he finished carving them. He sometimes buried his tikis upside down in the sands. Freaki would even drown his new tikis by loading them onto rafts and taking them far out to sea and dumping them off the raft.
In a final fit of degradation, Freaki split a tiki in half, laid it face down in the sand and began to carve out the inside of the tiki so that the tiki became a hollow shell. To the islanders this showed that the tiki had no power and was now only a big mask. Freaki felt a little better after he finished the very first Tiki in this fashion and he began a feverous task of carving over 3,000 tikis this way. They would later be know as the “Masked Tikis”. Freaki would drag these masked tikis around by ropes tied to his waist until the faces he had carved would be worn off by the constant grinding on the rocks and sand. As each of the 3,000 mask tikis would be discarded he would feel a little more peace in his life.
Today Freaki still carves his masked tikis. However he uses a modern technology to create his tiki images. Freaki may be old but he is not stupid!! Luckily for many of us, Freaki likes to sell his masked tikis to skateboarders who will grind the tiki images off their Freaki Tiki boards.