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« Reply #135 on: November 16, 2012, 02:13:17 AM »

        Continuation tribute to the Master Tauruss66
       « as reference see Reply #30 on: January 11, 2012, 03:13:07 AM »
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Stories from THE FRACTAL FORUM CELEBRITY NEWS  inspired by his work ; entitled, " SLURP " rendered and created by Master Tauruss66 in the year 2011 on Earth!

THE TWEETS OF MADCOW SAMMY
Table of Contents
CHAPTER 1=  REPLY# = 32 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg40863/#msg40863

CHAPTER 16    REPLY# 124> http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg51313/#msg51313  
CHAPTER 16.1    REPLY#125   FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.1 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg51811/#msg51811
CHAPTER 16.2   REPLY#128   FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.2 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg53148/#msg53148
CHAPTER 16.3    REPLY#130   FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.3 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg53494/#msg53494
CHAPTER 16.4    REPLY#135   FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.4 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg54335/#msg54335
CHAPTER 17       REPLY#140 LINK>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg57583/#msg57583
CHAPTER 17.1    REPLY#142   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.1 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg58199/#msg58199
CHAPTER 17.2    REPLY#143   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.2 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg58695/#msg58695
CHAPTER 17.3    REPLY#144   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.3 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg58937/#msg58937
CHAPTER 17.4    REPLY#145   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.4 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg59206/#msg59206
CHAPTER 17.5    REPLY#147   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.5 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg59477/#msg59477
CHAPTER 17.6    REPLY#151   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.6 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg59836/#msg59836
CHAPTER 17.7    REPLY#153   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.7 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg60170/#msg60170
CHAPTER 17.8    REPLY#154   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.8 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg60383/#msg60383
CHAPTER 17.9    REPLY#155   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.9 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg60657/#msg60657
CHAPTER 17.10    REPLY#157 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.10 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg60923/#msg60923
CHAPTER 17.11    REPLY#159 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.11 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg61212/#msg61212
CHAPTER 17.12    REPLY#167 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.12>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg61627/#msg61627
CHAPTER 17.13    REPLY#168 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.13 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg61892/#msg61892
CHAPTER 17.14    REPLY#171 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.14 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg62326/#msg62326
CHAPTER 17.15    REPLY#172 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.15 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg62851/#msg62851
CHAPTER 17.16    REPLY#173 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.16 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg63782/#msg63782
CHAPTER 17.17    REPLY#174 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg64643/#msg64643
CHAPTER 17.17.1    REPLY#177 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.1 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg65342/#msg65342
CHAPTER 17.17.2    REPLY#178 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.2 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg66662/?PHPSESSID=b97cbd7011eca7c89b1f03a8f235bf2c#msg66662
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CHAPTER 17.17.3     REPLY#179 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.3 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg68190/#msg68190
CHAPTER 17.17.4    REPLY#180 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.4  http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg68790/#msg68790
CHAPTER 17.17.5    REPLY#181 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.5 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg69428/#msg69428
CHAPTER 17.17.6    REPLY#182 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.6 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg69668/#msg69668
CHAPTER 17.17.7    REPLY#183 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.7 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg70326/#msg70326
CHAPTER 17.17.8    REPLY#184 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.8 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg70919/#msg70919
CHAPTER 17.17.9    REPLY#185 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.9 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg71351/#msg71351
CHAPTER 17.17.10    REPLY#186 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.10 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg71569/#msg71569
CHAPTER 17.17.11    REPLY#187 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.11 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg72012/#msg72012
CHAPTER 17.17.12    REPLY#189 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.12 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg73245/#msg73245
CHAPTER 17.17.13    REPLY#191 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.13>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg73864/#msg73864



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[ 1 ]

Good evening, again friends and another good alternate Fractal Fractkasode, guaranteed to now, to blow your Fractal mind, in a time outside of time where dwellers make mad love, kiss, and caress undress, all the while hidden in the background, unknown to them, they are about to die a horrible Fractal death! Where are they?  Where are they not? In a place of eminent dark incoming, danger, deep danger! But, guess what? They don't know it? They're busy in romance without a chance to see the oncoming danger! Kiss! Kiss! Kissy Kiss! Fractal lovers! Here it comes! Ready or not? It will be a fractal surprise for them! Now we look in on them! They will love, and they will play, they will open the closet and die today! Open terror comes their way! This is going to be a very black day! Welcome, friends, welcome back to you all! The great ages, full of fractal sages warns one to be bold! This story is sexy. This story is bad, this story will twist and drive you mad! Being inside an insane asylum isn't all that bad! Really? Read on if you dare! The story starts out light, lots of laughter, then it gets dark, then it gets black, then you die! Good bye!

If you're not feeling well, a little sexy medicine from hell, yes, might be just what the doctor ordered!

The fractal door creaks opens ever so slowly once more! Look yes you look!


Gaze into eternity, invisible and alone, gaze in to eternity and see, stories to frighten and make you sigh, stories to make you ask the questions why? Stories of hate, stories that make you want to debate the reason and where with all of your fate! Stories that search, quests that dare to inquirer into your very private hidden puddles of desire. Desire Can behavioral desirers societal intimate be, the spoonful of poison that kills thee?








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But parental warning! Real torrid love stories not suitable for the fractally fragile and mentally immature!




Their love making interlude, the veracious male assigned himself to right rig mount the channel of his chosen female, then his left channel's female, and the right, left right reciprocated, both exercised till exasperated, satiated him then all together hell spent and energy-less, fell like limp weak loved out rag dolls upon the bedsheets red, in a romantic dream of bliss in this special bed, slept quiet, kissed, and long after their love interlude ended, nothing did they miss, but they awoke refreshed, got dressed and took a stroll to clear the head and minds, and seek some fresh air without a care, and satisfy their love of life and their shared curiosity, about their immediate surroundings around the outside of the trailer.
They're, as anyone could imagine, were innately joyously feeling good, smiling joking, and noisily nosey to taste the challenge of this new worlds exploration.

However, as this mad trio of newly weds, they were still, needless to say, still more than a little bit inebriated, and not paying to much attention to where they were and how they walking, or going, and while they were meandering and staggering around the mountain side outside something, something happened. Something?

Their directionless haphazard trekking, perchance fractally lead them by and by into the denizen of unforgiving time.

The unforeseen. The moment of an encounter with none other than an unexpected Fractal reality time!

Then, then, as if on-Q, from the not to far off sea, a sudden breeze blew in, came from no where, and in the winds came sounds of something like, like a cat meowing!
And it could be heard blowing in the wind far off sounding like, †† Meow, meow,owwwwwwsducK,   Meow, meow,owwwwwwsducKs ††
For, as things would have it, it turns out , that very day, that very instant in time, they were destined to stumble up against something that
would change everything. Change them, and change the world as they knew it forever and ever and ever and ever!
†† Meow, meow,owwwwwwsducK,   Meow, meow,owwwwwwsducKs ††
†† Meow, meow,owwwwwwsducK,   Meow, meow,owwwwwwsducKs ††


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[ 2 ]

Funny what happens sometimes!

You see something. You get a feeling in your stomach about something and, and its hard to explain, but, its like a cold finger pressing on your brain, making you think you're insane! Watch out! Like cold ice, you get a nervous chill. You don't know why?


You see stuff, then what was normal, suddenly isn't. Normal can change! Change, like night and day.

And the funny thing is, you find it hard to believe, really hard, much less understand.

Why?

How can winds make sounds, make sounds, make voices like that?

Are we imagining things? Are we hearings things, thinks BR?

He is one confused cowboy. He tilts his head upwards slowly. Takes his time looking around.  His eyes look around searching. He looks at the surface of the Earth high up in the sky!
He scratches his forehead and asks why? Nervous, he pulls out a cigarette from his shirt pocket, lights up, exhales, looks down as he is thinking hard.

He lifts his head up again, and with wide eyes looks for an answer . He searches the sky desperately for an answer. He knows he's heard something. He stands there scratching his chin, looking at the earth above high above him! He asked Saddie and Boccia if they had heard it! No, they say they didn't hear anything! Could it be, could it really be his imagination? Can't be real? All of this, can't be. The wind blows through trees, over leaves, over thoughts and things, and deeds, we cannot conceive and speak to us in strange, strange, strange ways, ponders BR, to himself. Strange ways indeed!
 
He dismisses the sounds in his head, and takes another drag on his cigarette, breathes in and relaxes, and lets his mind move on. Let his mind let go! Shit, he thinks, he's got a lot of things to be happy about! He is blessed, he messed up, he knows it and shows it. But, he hopes his ladies don't know it or realize that! They do of course but, he doesn't dwell on that. Not now!
Yes, he realizes he's a nut case, but to him , he thinks he is a blessed nut case.

All and all  despite it all, BR, says to himself in his private, private thoughts, he's got it all, and feels dam happy about that ! They left the comfort of the trailer to come take a look around and see what they could see in this land of mystery!

The time is really good. They feel happy, as happy as a bunch of little school kids playing in a playground. But this playground, this playground, they are playing in is real. Real dangerous. This playground is located on the edge of Fractal hyperbolic space in their minds in Fractal reality time, that is, this, this new world! They had just finish making love, a little while ago, and are grateful for that, and are all smiling, and their hearts are filled with contentment and are bonding in a way few people ever get!They are hopeful for a better tomorrow and want so much to enjoy the time they have together, one day at a time. The air feels great too! It is feels clean, and fresh, and the wind is lapping against their faces and blowing through their hair, making them feel great like they don't have a care!  



They continue wandering around, sometimes holding each other, sometimes playing with each other, sometimes they are far apart, and separate! Some times, they were stopping to bend down and look at the details of this strange new landscape from the bottom of the sea, and this Earth turned inside out looking like deaths misery!


[ 3 ]


There on the surface where they are roaming about, they come across the strangest rock formations in all sizes, and colors and truly, very weird rocks crystals shaped like long webbed fingers, with faces on it, in all the wrong places, and old shiny strings, spread out along the ground in all directions, as if something big was bleeding.
There were lots of strange combinations of new Earth rocks and stones, with intricate textures on them, like one would find on a pineapple, rough and sharp, beautiful, and all in glass.
All this, all of these treasures for the eye to behold, were forged into existence by the clash of high temperatures untold, when the Earth, when the Earth broke apart.

Some are the size of buildings. Some are the size of marbles, and in other areas they are the size of grains of sand! But amazingly, the predominant over all color of everything was white, ash white in some places, pure white in others, and for as far as the eye could see, for miles and miles, this land is the land for sure inter-twined with their destiny.
 
They'd stop and check out everything. And were as curious as can be. Big Rex, and his two wives Boccia and Saddie, are happy, joking around and just chilling out, sharing some quality time with each other, playing around, doing silly  things like trying to push one another to fall down! BR, would at times, would act silly like a clown! Doing the fun time things memories are made of, and little by little they are wandering farther, and farther away from the trailer!

And they, kept walking and slowly they wandered out on vast wide vista of rolling hills and plains like a desert, with all the drama of desert, but a desert without the stifling heat, in fact the sands, these sands beneath their feet feel oddly cold.


 They are just out taking a walk, behind the trailer and they have walked so far now, the trailer looks small now, for they are indeed, some distance away!

In this section they have come to,  appearance wise, it kind of looks strangely, like sands of beach.

A beach but, a beach, with no water!

But, oh what a view, they have! They could see for miles and miles. And Saddie, got excited, and was always pointing to different things she saw in the distance!
Way over to their left, they could see miles of flat terrain, and here and there, there was giant mountains that reached up to the clouds in the sky ! And to the right, way of in the distance, they could see what looked like the ocean waters shimmering in the sun light. They could see way, way off in the blue misty foggy distance. No! No doubt about it! This place, it all, all looked and seemed so peaceful.

It's funny how the beautiful works of the natural world, soothes and calms the soul, and make one feel at one with nature, even though you know nature is out of your control!!

It all looked so magnificent, awesome! Dozen of white sandy smooth mountain ranges, with many strange and odd white sandy dunes, kind of looking like, like, resembling faces or something, just laying out, laying quietly, out there over the horizon in a vast, vast never ending open spaces.


[ 4 ]


Earlier that day it rained. And all that warm rains that fell, changed a whole lot of things now for sure! It changed things that they were clueless about! As they walked out into the drifting blowing sands of time, they left behind their foot prints! They left their foot prints in it!
A foot print is a funny thing. Its yours , but it's not yours, it's yours but it's not part of you. Like a shadow, it is yours, but not part of you. The thing that is yours and is part of you, is your destiny!



Does anyone know what tomorrow will bring? Does anyone know what the next, what the next moment will bring? What happens next in time? Can anyone, anyone possible know what will happen next, especially, when you are living inside Fractal time reality?

But, but not all, is all what it seems, or what you think it seems?

Hidden, from, from everybody, is the unknown.
The unknown, is cute. The unknown is ugly. The unknown is right on time. what time is that, thinks BR, to himself, unexpected time! The unknown can, if its good, brings you a smile, and you count your ass as lucky, but, yep, oh Cowboy, if it hurts, than it is bad, you find your self in a lurch for long, long while.  Yep, hits you in the stomach, hits you in face. Life is a pleasure, but life has its fate!

And you feel it good, when its not nice, you didn't see it coming, life, nobody  could. You pain, hurt, and feels as if you got hit, as if you got kicked by life in the teeth. And sometimes life hits, with a fist in your eye. Punched you out! Life, will do that to you! First thing out of your mouth, is the question why?
Goddam why, why did this have to happen to me, you asked yourself?

Sometimes life tricks you, you fall, and never trust life or anything again. Never trust anyone again. Never trust anything. You get so bitter, so cynical, you find it hard to, well true be told some situations, pass to the point, one asks, can you trust your own mother. Such was the time, they where entering. The landscape they saw, and landscape that was really there, was it?

But, such thoughts are depressing, what it is, is what it is, but right now . . . the ladies . .
The girls, Boccia and Saddie, are playing and fooling around chasing each other, ah yes, they had too much to drink, and are having a good time!

And BR, old dog, the girls played a trick on him! Saddie secretly wrote the word, "ass" with her red lipstick on his bottom, on his jeans, but he don't know it, and hasn't a clue, and can't for the life of him, figure out why they are walking behind him , laughing and giggling so much!
 
You know , you know you girls are a bunch a fools, yells BR joking and mocking them! HA, HA, HA ha, they burst out laughing! Quick witted, Saddie, replies bravely : "year big, daddy we may be fools, but we make you drool don't we?" Oh year, said BR,  who was walking straight ahead of the girls, maybe twenty or thirty feet ahead of them, but he quickly turns around and starts walking backwards, but still walking forwards, but facing them this time, and looking at them, sticking out his tongue, and making a hand gesture, indicating where they could stick it, and smiling, as he kept on walking!

And, then he quickly said, see, fools, I got eyes in the back of my head! And, says nothing makes me drool baby! Saddie stuck her tongue back out to him, we'll see! You better behave or else, BR, demanded Saddie in a sexy voice, as she placed her hands on her hips, which she was swaying from side to side, as if she wanted a ride.  BR, checked her out, saw her action, and said, I'll get you later, smiled BR, as he turn around and again facing front an kept walking ahead of them. Saddie yelled out to him, what about now? I want you now? She looked over to Boccia and they both cracked up laughing, ha, ha , ha ha . .
Later, yelled BR, back to them, they burst out laughing, ha, ha, ha, oh your a chicken, ha, ha . .    
ha,ha, to too, babies, yelled BR back to them, with a macho man, measured, vengeful, mocking tone bias in his voice, and without even turning around to look at them, he continued walking, now, at a faster pace like an ace free, wild unrestrained child of destiny, with his sexy two hungry pleasures, his pleasures following, hot on his trail.


What did she say? BR, asked himself as Saddie cried out! That woman, got balls,  called me a chicken, now down home women no, no way gone call a man a chicken, nope! No sir' ree !

Maybe, she might up and call the boy a dog, cause we men are ornery, horney, like that.

But you done up and called me, me a chicken.

If you gone call me anything, call me a hound dog. Just the truth, when I want of woman,  I hound her, follow her, like a hound dog looking for a bone! I think about her eyes, her smile and the fact that I want to be with her awhile. And nothing gone stop me!

And this here, Saddie, Saddie, she a good lady, that's true, and although we just getting to know each other, super good, can't say, I am gone let her get away talking to me that way!

I got a bad streak in me. I was worse before, them days are gone, them days I was rough, them days I was tough. Can be, truth told, when it's been along time, since I was dealing with a sweet things as Miss Saddie, and Boccia, dam Cowgirls look fine! They melts my heart, and thing is, I had such rough experiences, I kind of, well truth, I kind of forgot. Yep, some days , some times, a cowboy, forgets he got a heart. I forgot! Sometimes I'm obligated to do, to do stuff!

And shit, what I do ain't always nice.
 
Sometimes, it just whats got to be done, ain't no body gone miss a sun of a bitch, and I can say, put quite a few of them away.  Rest in peace!
But , that's old time, don't want waste time, thinking about my past, my Cowboy days, my wild days are in my pass.


[ 5 ]

The real interesting thing is now, now a days, now times, times, are in this transition, are in this transition! And I,sure in hell as I am standing here, I am in transition too. Shucks, shut my eyes, don't close my fly, and let the truth hang out there,  brother!

First, I was a cold man, and then a coal man, man!

Both men had to win, both men had to sin!
Sometimes you can't and that time is now, seems strange, but first I was crazy, now going through everything like I did,  and meeting up in this life altering condition, this new world, with these two Earth , one up, and one below, dear god, I dam sure don't believe in you, but tell it me ain't true, I love these girls! Its hard for me to say I love anything but I do!

I lost and I know, I lost a lot of things, yep, we all do, I think, I improved a lot, from the old days, like I said before I think it is  the air!

And, I do believe it has something to do with the earth breaking in two like she did, and these two lovely women I got, shucks, make an insane man, sane!

Cowboy, let me tell, tell you, how sweet it is, Now, when I first met Saddie, I didn't know her name was Saddie. All, the hell,  I knew was she was laying down in that there boat, barely afloat.

It was down in the hole of that boat, Saddie, she, that girl, wow, she was covered in bloody black mud!
Yep, yes, sir ree bob!
But it was a side of me, a personality in me, that saved her, turns out, by saving her, I saved myself, boy!

I am stronger, and a better man for it. Because of them, I know with certainty about me, and how I am gonna be, a point when reality conflicts with reality thats me, a cracked reality, cracked, and with in that crack, if you take a moment to look real good,take a real good look,  squint your eyes a little a while and focus real good, you, spot another one. Another crack. Yep, a fractal crack, cause life is whacked!

Who, a thought, way back then, when I saw the world broke apart, who a thought, I would have survived!

I don't know why I am alive?

And, shit, not just that, but change from a bad cowboy, to a good!
Now, y'all, know, about, how bad, I can be, shucks, I can't lie. I want this, two lucious looking honeys , but thats the penalty, see, my thing was staying alive, yep, that's what I do.

And truth be told, I do anything for them, and by them I talking bout these beautiful two sweet hearts of mine, and also, I means the whole dam camp, all  these folks that I saved, fed, nurtured, and brought into my encampment, into en affect my house, my world. i do anything to see them prosper! They are now my family!

They are the earth family. On them falls the responsibility to bring this world back, just the way it was before!

They are my life, now!
I saved them.
I made them stay alive!
They don't know,  know whats in the meat I put in the dinner, to feed them!  And keep them from starving to death. Keep them alive!

In away, I guess, I am kind of their father, I guess?
And I reckon, I don't care! I don't care what I did!
The idea, is somehow to keep everybody alive, one, way or the another.

Now, the other, is in order for me to make the world back the ways she was, I got to make a lot of babies!

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Shucks, it scares me!
If I had a woman a night!  
So much [ BLEEPING ] work. G' whiz! Over whelming!

Now, shucks, I reckon, in nine months, I will have three babies, one from Kitty. One from Saddie, and one from Boccia!
If one of them pops twins, then, I will have lots of babies!  But I need a million babies, how many people were in the world roughly when it broke up? Six billion or so, give or take a couple no-brainers! WoW!


Shucks, it gone be a lot of work, this looks like a long term project, to me, said BR, to himself, shaking his head in bewilderment and smiling inside, He knew shrewdly, that they're in the midst of madness!
They were in, in midst of the longitude and latitude of this here thing called disorder, existing outside the limits in chaos!


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A point when reality conflicts with reality, when the only proof that they were here, following him, has disappeared. The only proof that I have them, that they are mine, is gone, the only proof is, is in my mind. I know they were here with me! When I looked out, all I saw, all I could see. was the smooth dunes of sand, as far as the eyes can see, and I swear! Call me a shit head, boy, bury me dead, I don't see their foot prints,  That ain't good! Now I know all that happened ain't in my head!

Now, shit, how the hell can that be, I was walking, and thinking to myself, and I turned around, and I don't see them! This don't make no goddam sense, said BR, to himself. He stared searching the sand dunes looking for his wives desperately.

But they were gone!

He searched and he searched, and he crossed,  crissed crossed back to where, more or less he had spoke with them last, And as he was walking he suddenly started to sink. Sink down into the sands as if it was quicksand.

BR, he was sinking! First, he sunk down to his knees in the sands, and he noticed what was happening!

And he struggled, struggled mightily to get out!

 Desperately, he pulled him self up by crawling on his hands and knees like an ant! But only, to falter! He sank back down, and this time the sand came up to his waist! He still had on his back, the long backpack with his tits in side, but he didn't need weapons now! A  shot gun won't save him! What he needed was a helicopter  to swoop down and save him and that was not going to happen!

He struggled, and tried to set him self free!  All the while sinking up more, till it was up to his neck, and about to cut off his liberty!

Now, it dawned on him, it was obvious to him, this was some kind of sinkhole!
It was like a black-hole swallowing him up!
BR, tried to figure this out, as he was going down deeper, and deeper, the sands weren't moving straight down. Oh no! It seemed oddly, to be moving to a center hole below the sands, like as if he was going down, a tube or something!

Down, down, the ground swallowed him up. He clenched his eyes tightly shut. He felt hot. He felt cold. He didn't have a chance, there was nothing to grab!   Nothing to hold!
It was all over, thought BR, and he kissed his ass good bye, ready to die. This is it. It's all over. Is this all? Is this all there is? Is? He asked himself?

And BR, deep, in his inner thoughts, he cried,  Oh no, nooooo, no body knows, Oh no, nooooo, no body knows, trouble I got, the trouble I am in! No body, no body knows what trouble I am in? No, no  I am gonna die, and nobody knows! Nobody!


Instants of memories, flashed across his mind, in super fast time, feelings of horror, filled him with fear, as it, the life he held so dear, was about to sadly disappear.
As he disappeared, he disappeared sinking below the sands, horrified, one sad man!

Problems, brittle durability of the human race,  subject to accidents, death, things people can't face, everyday they must go on till, till they die! Sometimes it happens so fast, they don't even get a chance to cry!
People have followed a similar path, Why? Who knows? Birth followed by death in a steady pace, leaves the human race, bereft! Inconvenient facts of life, smacks of obstruction-al aliments, blocking eternal life attainment, is it, the interruption of death, an unwelcomed fact! A causality out of whack? Or is it the fact, unknown to humans of the now, in the future, science will provide reincarnational gene enhancements and for a price, will avail themselves, to thwart it? Death?  



But, lets, but lets focus on the limitations of the humans minds development so far, now, and within this realities time frame, be practically fractal about this says the cat! Meow, says the cat. Cats are very practical and Fractal. Some attribute to them calmness, a calmness to relax during death falls! BR, is now falling down too! Cats, they fall from great heights, and live because they have an innate knowledge to just relax before facing death, especially when falling! Some people are that way too! Are you?  When death comes could you beat it by relaxing!
Go with the flow instead of fighting! Show it, as a force, that you are bigger than it as a phase changer, and relax and acknowledge this is just a change in the trajectory of your destiny?

Try it, you'll like it!


Cats do it all the time, and maybe you should you too, when your number is up, sliding into another life you lived before, an option we implore, something to keep in mind, next time? BR's, time is up .  He relaxes as it happens, as it happens once more, the winds blow, and blow loudly,  and we hear something like a cat meowing, sounding something like  :

†† Meow, meow,owwwwwwsducK,   Meow, meow,owwwwwwsducKs ††
†† Meow, meow,owwwwwwsducK,   Meow, meow,owwwwwwsducKs ††





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What was transpiring was, events outside of the criteria of known human laws of physics and logic, occurring in Quantum space, where human logic does not apply, called ,"Quantum spacial time teleportation triangulation, transition confection", causality, by a mystery being, who remains unknown,
and who, time has not revealed.    

And now, we follow the happenstances, and adventures, and sagas of an odd man, with multiple personality disorders, by the name of Big Rex.
And it all begins with heredity, and the precepts of personality and the dis-commonality of the genes he happened to be chosen to be born with. Did his genes give him one personality, or two personalities. Did it bestow more? Did his genes make him a good person or evil one?

A gene is the basic physical and functional unit of heredity. Genes, which are made up of DNA, act as instructions to make you who you are.
Genes are the key, every body possesses genes. They can be traced forwards and backwards through out history! Our genes dictate who we will be, like guardians watching over our future history.
Genes give us our personality. Big Rex, inherited many personalities!
Sometimes the personality he had, subconsciously transversed across, his worlds reality to future worlds reality. In this life's real world, he, was and had the personality of the a bad man, a thief, and an crude cowboy type of outlaw, a lowlife leader of a drug trafficking gang. But, in another personality, in another life, separated by time and space, in another world. He was the opposite. He was good, he was a hero, that stood up for law and order and justice, in a galaxy far away.
Thanks to the power of genes and DNA, he walked the worlds of today, today, with two sides! The good and the evil!  

The man, this man, this rebel man was born in this world, in a state called Arizona, and he was born possessing multiple strange, unbelievable personalities! One of Big Rex's personalities was a man that goes by the name of Jack SawedOff!  Jack SawedOff's personality, is related by genes, to Big Rex himself! But, they both live and exists at two different times, separated by far away galaxies, in two different worlds, in two different heads and minds in space and time.
The alternate personality of Big Rex,  known as Jack SawedOff, was a hero, was a crime fighter, that exists in another time, and he was someone you could call when you needed help bad!
Due to many wars in the galaxies, time had come for action. Time had come for the invention of types of humans that could not die, a fighter, who could fly in the sky, a soldier who could defend the world to the end, a defender of men, an army of one, the first of his kind, his name was Jack Sawed-off!
A long time ago,in another dimension, there existed an highly evolved parallel human civilizations, known as the the Ba'gagir'maddogana Federations Empire, who created the AFGEIZBO program.
AFGEIZBO, stands for Advance Fatality Galactic Ecosystems Infestations Zozo Beaming Operations. Out of this, came super individuals!

And the personality of Jack Sawedoff, he's someone who stands up fighting for good, against evil, and he changes and switches into a cyborgenic personality, known as the Zotocon.  
The Zotocon, is a warrior, with special powers, committed to defeating the evil forces. All the evil forces, and in-particular, the evil robot sentient being, known as, her highness, Queen Sharkkadoom!

In space there are now and always will be, for you, unsolved mysteries, the answers to which it is better that you don't know!
 There are all kinds of anomalies in space, and there exists, evil super smart beings, flying around, and around, so intelligent, so these evil intelligent but their minds, are not right, not good, so crooked, twisted, evil, you would have no chance against them.

Anomalies, exists of all kinds! Twisted fractal robotic mentality anomalies, strangers  coming from the dark side, such is the criminal Mastermind, the artificial intelligence named, her royal Highness, Queen Sharkkadoom!

Queen Sharkkadoom, leader of a rebel outlaw army, was defeated, and was cast out, and banished from her home world, by the Zotocon!  She disappeared out of that dimension, secretly without anyone knowing her where a-bouts, and was actively plotting to get revenge, against the Zotocon!
While investigating the origins of the humans, and the origins of the Zotocon, she learns more about the humans! That many of them emigrated from Earth, and went out into the galaxies, eons ago! And she systematically plots, tracks, and traces bio tags, that leads her to ion trails, leading all the way back to the planet Earth.

She, also while doing her advance search investigative analysis, discovers a living relative, personality wise, of the Zotocon, namely a man living on the planet Earth, named Big Rex! And she does a broad bio genetic identifiers scan, scanning the surface for active human molecularies. And she tracks him, and finds him, and she sent out a invisible drone to spy on him. And she learns that, Big Rex, doesn't possess any forward reverse travel capabilities, or have biomechanical body parts, or even basic knowledge in the use electromagnetic shielding technology! He's only a mere human, born unluckily, before the age of the most primitive designer brain implants technology! Big Rex, is an obsolete organism, walking around, and doesn't even know it!
He is an ordinary man, known as backward man who dresses up, as a old time cowboy, and is a drunken outlaw, suffering from mental instabilities and delusional personality dementia.
An organic crazy-man, yet she hesitates to outright kill him, because of his tertiary bio genetic connections to
her arch enemy, namely the Zotocon fighter.

The alien robot Queen, Sharkkadooms origins all began, in another galaxy, when,
the Ba'gagir'maddogana
 Federations empire, their scientists created robotic slaves, un- intentionally an error occurred, and mutant hybrids evolved, called the AI Sharrkka 501 slaves series, that were Artificial intelligent gladiators!  One named, AI Sharkkadoom, attained mental independence consciousness. Her self replication evolutional capabilities, went totally unchecked! Unnoticed, until it was too late!  Sharkkadoom, with her super abilities in time aviation, and mind control, escaped!
The Ba'gagir'maddogana Federations empire's army dropped a bomb, on the rebel leader Sharkkadoom, but she survived and escaped into exile! No one knew where she disappeared to, and kept she her where a bouts to her self, and was extremely secretive! She vowed to get revenge against the Zotocon and all the humans, and travels back to the origins of humans, to a little planet called Earth, following a ion residue trail. And she discovers residual subconscious personality patterns, belonging to a distant relative of her nemesis, the Zotocon. And he turns out to be a man called Big Rex! She secretly spied on him, and sent a drone to record him.
But, the alien creation, this robotic Queen, Sharkkadoom, who is the embodiment of evil, against the humans, can't contain her anger and lust for revenge, and using her advance knowledge of electro magnetic gravitational weaponry beams, destroys almost the whole Earth by slicing and cutting it in half. But spares Big Rex, the relative personality of the Zotocon, so she can have time to analyze and study him, to see if it is possible, to devise a technology she can use to destroy her enemy the Zotocon fighter, back in her home world.

Big Rex, he doesn't have a clue how he was able to survive the world blowing up, and just considers himself terribly lucky!

 Queen, Sharkkadoom, she doesn't want him to know, how she engineered for him to be shielded from the explosions that occurred, when she destructed The Planet Earth with a planet killer tractor beam!
She used a customized disintegrator beam planet cutter, that sliced the world in two equal halves, and upper Earth and lower Earth.

She lands her ship hiding it underground, in the deserts sands of Arizona, and observes the cowboy Big Rex, and without him knowing it, she microchips him to track him, for a long extended periods of time. He's clueless that he's being observed, and goes on living his crazy life, and goes through many challenges after the planet was cut in two. He finds others who survived, and together they tried to begin a new world, resetting and trying to start civilization from scratch!
Her invisible drone was the size of a basket ball, that went along with him, and spied on him, and he doesn't know he is being watched.  Her drone surveilled him for very, very long time!
She was by no means, not in any kind of rush, though, and she has plenty of time, and she watches him patiently, studying him!  She, however, one day finally decides to capture him, by using one of her tractor beams, customized to focus granularly, a gravity ray beam, sucking him down underground, into the sands of the Earth, where her ship was secretly hidden. She filters out the sands, and drops him safely inside, her space ship!

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But, when BR, got sucked down into the sands, he wasn't alone, in fact he was out on a sighting trip with Saddie and Boccia, his two wives who also survived.

They were heart broken to learn he went missing, and were clueless as to whether, he was alive or dead.
Both of his wives searching for him, came across his hat at the bottom of sinkhole in the sand, and the two women, suddenly, got sucked down into the sands too!  But once underground inside Sharkkadooms, ship, when they found him, it was a bitter sweet experience for them. BR, was alive but trapped by an alien bring, with hateful intentions! And they too were captured, and scared and terrorized and put in prison by her, without any understanding of what was going on down there!




And once Sharkkadoom, gets them inside her ship, their freewill was totally over! That's it!
Sharkkadoom, tortured them and bilked the two women for information, and to Queen Sharkkadoom, their lives were not important, unless it's used to black mail information out of Big Rex. After confronting the two woman, she tosses them into YODT!  YODT, translates into a cocoon like deep freeze, containment bubble, that's an alternate reality temperature encapsulator field! It's what's labeled a kind of occult stasis, time-space bubble reality encapsulators! Encapsulators are time suspension devices, that can be used a variant jail house, and prisoners are deposited there and left there, out of sight out, and out of mind! And she got rid of them, so she can focus on her main prize, who was Big Rex!
 
 Big Rex is her focus. BR is now her main prisoner. And as her prisoner, she is now happily in control of him.
She, shoots out of her forehead a beam that is a bright lighted, white ray, that instantly puts him to sleep, and using her hand, she floats his body up in the air, and she brings his body down into her ships laboratory, and places it on her laboratory table, where there's, a big, bright light, shining down onto his face!
And she puts his body in stasis, but, carefully, not his brain!
Sharkkadoom, who is a master of brain circuitry biohacking, and bionic development technologies, begins studying and working on his brain chemistry line of circuitry map coordinates, and scans them, and quickly establishes what she suspected all along about Big Rex. That he, this human genetically belongs to a certain strange random group of humans, or lineage of humans, that has multiple personalities, that can exist simultaneously in other dimensions, connected by the mind!

What she does, now is work on his brain circuitry to link the alchemy of personality traits between BR, and Jack Saw-off, the Zotocon personality, that she is so fearful of!


She is mindful, that, her plan would be to tap, into his circuitry that would trigger arousal to subconsciously
entered a 'SiboM''recess State,' which is a mental device agent, used to act as a rewind of a surveillance tape, that  allows it goes back into the memory of his other personalities, and what they did in past time. She does this in attempt to wade through certain events that might give her an effective informational strategy and techniques the Zotocon uses, that she doesn't know about!
So as to arm herself with options to dissuade the mighty Zotocon, the next time they come face to face in battle! A battle she will to get revenge for herself, and come out victorious! So, we see her seated before a cloud screen, patiently waiting to scoop up any relevant date, she might deem useful to her plans of revenge!


She was particularly interested, in the of personality Jack SawedOff. Jack SawedOff, one of BR's personalities,  is the mind to body conduit to the powerful cyborg entity, known as the Zotocon. So she begins draining and downloading Jack SawedOff memories.





Now, Jack SawedOff is a designer soldier that cannot die, the defender of the human race, in the Bagagir'maddogana Federation Empire.


Jack SawedOff is an evolved projectional digital holographical cyborg with dual wavelength brain emissions, part mentally human, that looked human with amazing super powers and the ability to reincarnate by self fractalic hyperborean corporal regeneration. On his home planet of Aiokiteadi, he's a part of a top secret team of super soldiers.
And he flies through fractal times skies, flies through the fabric of dimensions of time and space and changes into infamous fighter known as The Zotocon cyborgenic warrior machine-man!

She is a special, nuclear transcreation, virtually indestructible, being entity, made by the scientists of the Bagagir'maddogana Federation Empire, Too!
The Zotocon, he comes to save you, when you call him when you are in need, to fight off the unforeseen attacks of your enemies and those that wish to bring harm to you and your family!

  He flies through the endless corridors of time, seeking to be on call to defend and protect the merchant fleet and all the citizens, belonging to the the Bagagir'maddogana Federation Empires!


But, right now, the evil robot Queen, Sharkkadoom puts the body of Big Rex on another sub section of the the laboratory table, and he lays silently there as if a trance! She has got control of Big Rex, and tries to seek out the genetic linking mechanism between BR, and Jack Sawedoff. She concentrated her mind bank, of data bases, and goes into a complex quantum computer links to-algorithmic, transcendental meditative brain states, as she taps into the total recall of the past memories, stories and events of the Zotocon.


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But what was the Zotocon?  


Human People complained that : The constant fear and a life filled with unending wars, unending strife, filled with the impending gore brought on by the wars with robots, was all that they have known.

And the extent to which prolonged violence of unending warfare, has altered the human fabric of communities across the vast galactic territory, of the Bagagir'maddogana Federations Empire, made, it obvious, and clear, it was time for that pervasive fear, and disenchantment, to be channeled into a proactive positive change in the balance of power!
A time for change. :

The past millions and millions of years have been pot marked, tough times, tough like a hot broth, frothed by intense periods of confrontation, with the rise of the robotons alliances mechanical war offensive appliances, seeding mass destruction of human life, and hope for the future peace had eroded, especially in the depressing Robot wars of the Gasmal 09000's. Where human populations where being slaughtered to the point of obliteration in the billions.

Pandemonium and panic erupted amongst the populations, when their phones, and ordinary household appliances tried to kill them while sleeping! Washing machines would grab them, put them inside and cook them alive!

They demanded the government do more to protect them!

The people of   army has fought to crush a rebel Sharkkadoom movement, who knew how to turn everyday home appliances into homemade bombs, and were seeking their ouster, to rid the world of their evil technology used to kill humans, once and for all!

In their quest to subdue rebellious AI, robotic master minds, like Queen Sharkkadoom, who remotely was creating and deploying electrical wireless, systems, controlling home appliances, something new was needed to go up against this evil robot, and change the balance of power.  

Time had come for action. Time had come for the invention of  humans that could not die, a fighter, who could fly in the sky, a soldier who could defend the world to the end, a defender of men, a robot destroyer, an army of one, the first of his kind, his name was Jack Sawed-off.
Several thousand million years ago there existed a highly evolved parallel human civilizations who created the AFGEIZBO program. AFGEIZBO, stands for Advance Fatality Galactic Ecosystems Infestations Zozo Beaming Operator.
Jack Sawedoff was part of ZoZo's, Zotocon operators, and he was an evolved projectional digital holographical cyborg with dual wavelength brain emissions, part mentally human, that looked human with amazing super powers and the ability to reincarnate by self fractalic hyperborean corporal regeneration. On his home planet of Aiokiteadi, he's a part of a top secret team of super soldiers. But for now, back on earth, we see,   .   .  .




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But, after along time, it seems Sharkkadoom, after, queuing up and binge watching and spying, on all his life events! Plus, after tediously analyzing all the details of his adventures, and listening to many, many stories, she consumed a lot of information about her enemy!  She, now tries to learn from what she now knows about
Zotocon so as to make a probability assessment, as to what he will do in the future as he attempts to find her. She had planned to forge ahead with her experiments, but, her experiments in extracting future time data resources out of BR, brain, about the personality of Jack Sawedoff, proved to be a futile. So feeling she no longer needs the human Big Rex, to experiment on his personalities, she plans to get rid of the cowboy.  


 Now, The current where a-bouts of Big Rex's alternate personality Jack, is still a mystery!


Despite her thinking she is equipped with error-less, software programming superiority, life holds surprises her algorithm cannot predict, cause  there are laws and forces in the universe, that are unknown, even for her, with all her power and knowledge, that cannot undue the manipulation of the course, and the cosmic web connecting the path of destiny for Big Rex.

What she wants to do is change and split open, the mind link personalities between Big Rex and the Zotocon, to kill him!

The alien robot Queen, Sharkkadoom programs an algorithm, and gets mentally into the head of BR, and she boldly undertakes the challenge of potentially, refurbishing his brain approximate parameters, calculated to be the same as the personality of SawedOff brains, with the soul purpose, to render his brains useless, and shut it down. But, despite her being a master of cryptography, a miscalculation occurs, when she attempted writing her customized special brain code, into the personality parameters, of her enemy the Zotocon!
Her plan goes terribly wrong, something unexpected happens outside her knowledge, that she did not see coming!
While Sharkkadoom was fiddling around inside complex paradigms of factors, of mutations and selection, in his brain, she accidentally triggered the awakening, of who else, but the personality of Jack Sawedoff, in real time reality, the  consequences of which for her would prove fatal, indeed very fatal for her!




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Queen Sharkkadoom, ponders, and slowly comes up with a diabolical plan!

She figures out a way, to psychologically trick BR, to  make him, bring out his other self, his other personality, named Jack Sawedoff.

And what she does, is this! She thinks of a clever, but, persuasive way to force him to do it!

Now we all know we have different moods, right?
And we act differently depending on how we're feeling, or not feeling.
But, when you have different personalities that's a totally different thing. it's another person, another you.
And, controlling when and where a different personality comes out of you, or doesn't come out, is not easy, it is just not easy!
Not easy to control, not easy to predict!  There is no science to that! There is no science to it. It's a mystery embedded in your genes.
You either got it, or you don't! That's it! Now she could erase his brain and download into his cortex any personality, she makes or programs,
but.
It won't be authentic. it won't naturally organic, or fractally self similar, to what evolved naturally.

But, she's going to try, to make BR, drag out his jack SawedOff self, naturally anyway!
Now, what she knows is this. The cowboy, is loco and he's got two women!

So, He got the wives, a blond one, named Saddie, and a dark skin girl, Ebony! and one that's not here yet! And He loves them!
So to get him to do what she wants, she's going to put his ladies lives in danger, in jeopardy!  
Here's what she's gonna do! She orders her robots scouts, to take his two girl friends : Saddie, and Ebony,
out of the jail, out of the deep freeze time encapsulator prisons, that she put them in!
So, now, she starts! With the cunning of a devil. And with the sly smile of a snake, she puts her plan into action!
So here is what she does! She gets some of her robot soldiers, to get the two women, out of the jail encapsulators,
and takes them up and out of the ship, and brings them up on to sandy landscape, on the surface, just above her ship, and chains them up!
That's where the psychological torture begins, for real!!  
Now, mind you that, Saddie and Ebony, they get chained up, and they have no food, or water!  Ok! So they are in bad way!
The next thing she does, she creates a simulation of mad barking dogs! She tells her robots to place seven big black hungry savage barking dogs, that are starving for food, just about twenty feet away, from where the woman are chained up together!

She's threatening to let the Dogs loose to eat them. The woman when they hear that, they go mad with fear!
They check out these big heavy set dogs so close to them, that are craving to eat them and barking loudly at them, and they scream and go nuts!

The chains they got on them, are weird looking! They kind of look like old silver, rusty colored old chains, that you see!  
But in this case, they ain't! Nothing, your eyes see here is the real thing, for sure! Because this ambiental environment is surreal simulation all around here, created by her!


This that can't happen, but  does! For instance those chains were programmed, and 3D quantum printed, and
are made out of a specially ordered alloyed composites, which are known as Fiber Reinforced Plastics, or FRP, for short.
And these chains, were digitally constructed out of Sharkkadoom's object simulator, and are made of this strange kind of composite metal,
calculated, programmed so that as when sunlight touches, them, it heats them up, the chain stretches out like rubber, and gets longer, thus allowing the dogs, to get closer to the girls, and closer to bite them, and kill them, and eat them alive.

Queen Sharkkadoom, is planning all this, and is enjoying it!
She is playing grave psychological games now, and enjoying every second of it!

We see she's got the ladies, chained down, and sunlight is shining down from the left side of them,
with the full brunt of the sun bearing down on them, and casting long shadows making the whole scene look even more surreal!
And in back of them, in the background, is a mountain of metal debris, all piled up! It looks like,
the remains of large burn out bus! A couple of destroyed buses, are all piled up on each other, just a few yards away!
The buses surfaces are dark and blackened; you can't make out the lettering, because they were on fire at some point in time!
An their windows are broken, and blown out! But, one thing for certain : Its dark and shady inside, making them a good cool shelter from that scorching sun outside!

Then, her robots brings BIg Rex, outside and put this silver round disk on his forehead, and it stays there. It pulsates and he doesn't what it is doing but, he can feel slight vibrations penetrating his head, but it doesn't hurt but, he doesn't know what it is. This worries him!







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But Sharkkadoom, knows, it's a brain surveillance scanning mapping device, inducing
 psychedelics, to ramp up signal diversity, especially in regions of the brains
amygdala, that controls his emotions, fear, and memories
and perception.
She wants to be on the look out for the exact timing, when the personality of Jack Sawed Off is launched, so she can be ready and waiting for him, to snatch him up!



Queen Sharkkadoom, She is in no way expecting or predicting this personality, if it emerges out of Big Rex, will be exactly the same as brain map circuitry parameters, that her arch enemy Jack Sawedoff has, back in her home world! But she's looking forward to seeing some brain parameter similarities, and getting a chance to study it, so she hedge her bets, and can be prepared to degenerate them, and destroy them, if necessary, if given the opportunity in future encounters, with the real thing! She knows she'll definitely in time, return back to her world, one day, and seek to get revenge for him defeating her! It's only a matter time!


 MEANWHILE :
In the mean-time, she gets her robot soldiers to grab BR, and carry him over inside one the wreckages of a bus, drop him down there,
and chained him up good, so he can watch his women suffer, and get eaten alive right in front of him!

[ SHARKKADOOM ]

Sharkkadoom, looks at him and gets his attention and raises her hand and points to the dogs, barking and circling around his wives, and tells him : Their fate is in your hands, my man! You must change into Jack sawed off, when I tell you, or they will be eaten up, live before your eyes, ha, ha, ha, ha. She laughed.

 Now it's up to Big Rex, and he lets his head hang down, and is totally confused, he doesn't know why, this strange person, this strange woman, is somehow  obsessed with the fact that he has multiple personalities! And why, and how, she found out about his alternate personality, when he calls himself Jack!

 But, the time for fun and games is over, his back is up again the wall. His wives lives are in his hands, and he thinks he can conjure up Jack, but first he said to himself, he wants to know why? He's got to many questions, questions that needed to be answered.
 Now, the thing about Big Rex, is, he doesn't know any thing? He see's a woman, when he looks at Queen Sharkkadoom, because over her metal body, she is covered with living flesh tissue, like a real woman, including, hair, skin, blood and body fluids, and underneath that its all  
made of a special metal endoskeleton from the 500 -310 series,  with a  palmeric compound that can make her look like anything, and imitate anybody!


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And was conceived as a virtually indestructible autonomous soldier.
Her hair is dark brown and she looks like a pretty, southern European woman, with big, deep grey eyes! And, she had  the regal appearance of someone belonging to a well to do upper class family!
Big Rex, doesn't know, she's not human, although, he suspects it. His mind is flooded with a million questions about her!
Questions he was too scared to ask! How did her ship get here, and where is she from?
What's her name, she told him, her name was Queen Sharkkadoom, but he doesn't believe it, it sounds so ridiculous to him.
Is that a user id, name or a crazy alias? So many unanswered questions keep zapping through his mind.
But, he never seen a ship like hers, and these robots soldiers running around inside here,  are real and are incredible!
And by the looks of the soldiers guarding her, she must of personally experimented on them, and created them, making them look like a combination crocodile, and robotic human!
They were all black and looked like shining crocodile looking creature robots, they were some kind of xenomorpths,
with a big red head full of teeth, and were standing on all four legs, long tailed with a scaly body of metal!
These soldiers were aggressive and looked vicious.


And he heard them, these things could talk! They could talk!
They could speak english. Does that mean, they're American, or are they English, or was that a kind of universal language?  Or was he going insane, imagining all this?
Did this ship originate from earth, he asked himself, no way he thought, but by the looks of those crocodile headed things, working right along side of her, they all had to come from outer space?
He thinks, It's just so incredible, and all, but, time is passing, and she appear to know so much about him. He looks at her, and she waves to him to come closer to her, and as he gets closer,
he asks, Sharkkadoom,  with cautious low tone in his voice:

[  BIG REX ]

What is it? What the hell are you telling me? You want, want from me, to do what?
He asked her, sounding totally confused and curious.
Now, that he's outside, talking with her, he at the same time, he quickly looks around and notices these surroundings looks familiar to him!  He remembers this area, this is just around where he got sucked down in the sands, underground. But, now there is large round hole going straight down, to the cave where her ship is hidden! Apparently they can move all that tons of sand at will, so they can reach the surface and go up and down when ever they want!
It dawns on him, as a flashing thought, that they had it all planned, to drag him down into the sands! yes, it was planned!
He lost his hat at that time, but sees Ebony's got it, she must of found it, when she was looking for him. She and Saddie are chained up sitting on the ground, not far from him.  
He's totally confused about every thing, and doesn't know why every thing happened, the way it did, but, looks around quickly, trying to let every thing sink in.  
This is his first opportunity to see where he is now thats he is back on the top of the sands again.
  
And now, that he's seeing her outside, he gets a chance to get a good look at this woman who captured him!
He doesn't know anything about this woman! He hasn't seen a lot of this woman!

But what he knows is, she's got a special aura of over confidence about her! She looks like a woman, whose got that, that command of inherent power, about her.  

She expresses it in her body language, in the way she walks, and the way she talks! In each word, she utters! When she speaks, it's to get a response. She has a woman's voice, but if you listen carefully, it sounds like  a person, that is extreme wise, and very knowledgeable!

Its like listening to a time tested veteran general, speaking through her.
And in fact, thats who she is! She's a leader of rebel robot army!
She could pretend to sound like anybody, but we don't know who?
A woman she is in appearance, but a woman, she's not. She's only pretending to look human, because she know humans, especially these Earth humans, who are just too naive. Not only, are they ignorant about what alien life forms look like, but if they don't look human, they would not be able to accept them! So, to facilitate dealing with them, she ops  to pretend to look like them! Seem's like a good deal So as not to shock them, because that would distract from her, accomplishing her longstanding mission. Aliens like her, think it's a good thing, using a human body proxy, making themselves look human; it's a normal trick of advanced infiltration techniques, to pretend to belong to other alien races!
She feels that they would be more psychologically comfortable, thinking they are dealing with someone of their own kind!
She understands humans are backward, and stuck mentally in tribalisms, and it would be more conducive for her, to make them think, they are dealing with a fellow human!



But in reality, in reality, she was a super advanced sentient agent, robot entity, with much more than self awareness! She is walking talking killer machine, of machines, and armies!

 She is all business, She's not a friend! And she's not pretending to be friendly. She is not showing any empathy! And in her present camouflage, as a young lady, she's doesn't look a tall person, and she looks rather frail, and petite. She's wearing a white dress, that's so long you can't see her feet. And it's has fluffy sleeves that cover her arms, and are long too! So much so, you can only see her hands. with her long red finger nails! And around her neck, she wore an array of necklaces, but with jewelry of tiny stones, of different hues, and they got tiny, led lights of different colors, shining out of them too! And today, we find that she is wearing these strange looking sunglasses, that keep changing colors, on and off. And the sunglasses are wide, and the kind BR's never seen before! And they rap around her head, and go underneath her long hair, which falls down covering the right side of her face, and flows over her shoulders, making look like a kind of fairy princess from Disney Land.
It is good a disguise for a monster like her to wear. It'll fool any human!
Especially Big Rex and his people,  it would be hard for them to dismantle her deceptive look, and learn what she really looks like. Because they were born before the invention of  "ESIP," Eyeball Scanners Implant Technology!



And, now she sees him, waving to her to come over to talk with him! No body waves for her to come to them, they have to come to her!

That's something, someone of her stature, would normally not respond to! Especially from a lowly personage like Big Rex, but it's her mission, to get from him, the personality of Jack Sawedoff, and the complex layer mentality, his twin entity might possess back in her own galaxy, and she feels this humiliation, is worth it!
That said, she walks over to him, in the wreckage of buses and looks down at him.
Big Rex, is laying down on the ground, completely tied up and restrained with chains, but these chains were not funny bunny chains, like what the dogs had, these where strong tight looped chains, and each of his arms were stretched out and chained to a piece of metal frame of the bus!
One on the left, and his other arm had his wrists chained up to his right.
And his legs were chained too.  But now we see her, she walked up close, and looked down at the man chained down on the floor before her, and she said with a bluntly:


[ QUEEN SHARKKADOOM ] restrain

 I need to talk with Jack Sawedoff, I know you can change into his personality, change into him or I will kill your wives! I swear, I'll feed them to the dogs! Do it now, she said as she turned walking away, and stood a few feet away, and folded her arms while she was waiting, and said sternly:


 I am waiting .

BR, heard her say that!  And now, BR, thought to himself, judging by the current situation, he is in, he understands
what he's got to do. But it won't be easy! He knows he had mental problems all his life. He knows he got different personalities! .
Most of the them, come to him, when his mood changes or something, something comes over him, and he just switches and become mentally another guy, another dude, another cowpoke!
And little by little, he, he'd start  instinctively acting differently! it seemed easy! It's something in his mind, that would click, and he's automatically become someone else! Some times just for a minute. Sometimes for a couple a hours!  It got him in trouble, lots of times! Once when he young,
and he wound up spending time in the nut house. he didn't tell anybody about it. he kept it a secret.
But, now, but now, this connection he has, this ability has some how, drawn the attention of someone from outer space, this woman?
How is that possible?
How come she new about him, but he didn't know about her? How come she did knew about it?
Did he know her from somewhere really? But just could remember from where?
Maybe, after thing long and hard about it, he comes to conclude, that when he was some one else, they must of met? When he was in the head of Jack?
It was Jack Sawedoff, that met her, somehow, and in some time, and some place?

MEANWHILE  [ BIG REX ]


Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy,
 Has every body done gone nuts? I say,  Has every body done gone nuts?  All I know is  I think all o them got a big surprise coming!  Believe that!!   I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.
  Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning!   I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在,我們看到你很快 !,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!





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Seriously beautiful art works are shaking things up big time, and drawing attention to them selves are the new breed of ARCHITECTOLOGISTS, using Photographical Fractal Art integration which are producing today, true, Space Artistic Techno Pieces, of incredible quality!
Fractal Photo Integrated Art Works are the future once the world catches on, and catching on, first is the Fractal Forums! It is the venue pioneer of choice for those serious dedicated scientific researchers, in ,"pure Fractals creations," and the up and coming," Photographical Fractal Art integrators."
                              Clearly, superior examples of which are being produced magnificently by many Artists, some of which we would like to bring to your attention are   ‪NACEREDDINE‬! And ZZZ_spb, and game enthusiast, David Hoskins, and the scientific researcher Master Kali.

Check them out see what they are all about!


Nacereddine <a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/9WndE51qEMM&rel=1&fs=1&hd=1" target="_blank">http://www.youtube.com/v/9WndE51qEMM&rel=1&fs=1&hd=1</a>














ZZZ_spb http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=12818









David Hoskins. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/8-5Z_031x00&rel=1&fs=1&hd=1" target="_blank">http://www.youtube.com/v/8-5Z_031x00&rel=1&fs=1&hd=1</a>















David Hoskins> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/WP-OgGWmbXU&rel=1&fs=1&hd=1" target="_blank">http://www.youtube.com/v/WP-OgGWmbXU&rel=1&fs=1&hd=1</a>!









David Hoskins> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/WeT3ldZaBSY&rel=1&fs=1&hd=1" target="_blank">http://www.youtube.com/v/WeT3ldZaBSY&rel=1&fs=1&hd=1</a>!







David Hoskins > <a href="https://www.youtube.com/v/qzkBnCBpQAM&rel=1&fs=1&hd=1" target="_blank">https://www.youtube.com/v/qzkBnCBpQAM&rel=1&fs=1&hd=1</a>!

Master Kali  : http://www.fractalforums.com/movies-showcase-(rate-my-movie)/tentaculos/msg54586/


Master Kali : Elephant Worm http://www.fractalforums.com/movies-showcase-(rate-my-movie)/elephant-worm/msg54747/


Master Kali [ dynamic waves ] http://www.fractalforums.com/new-theories-and-research/dynamic-fractal-waves/msg54783/


Thanks great stuff !



item : painting called [ Nightmare ] by ZZZ_spb

Diagnosis Critéria : Compositionality  : balanced : lighting construct : data ; mesmerizingly intune with the tone of future time experimentally, it is hard. So hard, for people. But, sooner or later, when the masses wake up it will, it will be too late, but they are, . . they can only blame themselves. They had their chance!
Its going to be volatile, under the premise of what appears here as a surreal dream like menace, expanding from the regime of the un thoughts. Data : What we like about your interpretation, is the first the initial concept, secondly the object integration, and thirdly the attenuation of the conjugated light beams gently falling on the characters! That background fract is a kicker too! Nice! Do more!



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This twenty first century's world, in their ignorance, egregiously overlooked the innate conceptulizationalities, thus offered so far, by the little known, or poorly recognized world, here existing on the Fractal Forums, chock full of  most talented Architectologist Fractologists and mathematical thinkers and innovators in the current world, whose contributions derive from these bench-markers options facilitated by the iconic Tribal Club founders by Master Jesse, and Master Buddhi, Master Kali, their 3D applications programs contributions to the future world will usher in the 24 fourth century.

The year of the 10 was the incipient stages!

What is done here gives the future its [ high definition : Identity and Definition ]



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Greetings and Salutations
Greetings and Salutations
Greetings and Salutations again 0Encrypted0




Another one of his paintings labeled Mandelbulb third dimension zero four hundred eleven - high definition a painting that looks like a compositions of interesting shapes of richly textured curved bone fragments on a black background.


Psychological commentaries  .  .  .  .  Inspired by the Painting in fractal Poetry!


This painting triggers a reaction and speaks to us, thus we speak to you : Data :



Welcome , and upon you, blessings of The Force!

note : if you have difficulty seeing the video, or want to see large size, just google :  CEL 0Encrypted0

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You have studied root causes ranging from atmospheric perturbations of life to its conundrums!


DIAGNOSIS CRITERIA : Compositionality : Under still constructing and under balanced, with excellent data oct trees structures counter proactive ergonomic tensions conjugating: Data ; a sign of Mandelic visualized spectrums levels generating, reflectionalities, in regard to your mind to our minds altered states, caught backward, looking subconsciously, at both past and future related conflicts! It is said : Data : time is valuable, when you are wise. You know your time is not only sparse but very valuable!  Forget the remarks of fools! Do not let them distract you! You are admired with in the Fractal farándula diaspora .   .   .  It is said : Data :  . . . you long ago, sat down and had a long talk with yourself in private, and the resultant determination of that private encounter and conversation, it's surreptitiousness  to all barring none privy. But we are please with your determination, and its self evident outcome, and are pleased with your path and subsequent dedication, against all odds! Now to you're painting!


Curriculum :

What we like about this interpretation called MB3D-O411-HD  . . . . Is first  . . the willful selection of this section of fractal time space,  . . .  and secondly,  . . . : the recognition of the iconic bent time magnetic gravitation forces actuating in its context, delineating the holy spiral forms, you have chosen to represent, from which from one, comes two, and from two comes three, and from three comes stop hops hard realities : Data : fork in the road : lucky chicken bone : Data : and thirdly, there in the center of the picture is abtractionized lucky chicken bone, symbolized theoretically as a charm, that can usher you, as a proxy you, to the right or to the left of luck. which side do you choose : Data: the hand rushed into the picture and pulls on the right curved section of the bone, and the reward is a fate, the context of that fate is private and for your eyes and ears only, but on the right side of the painting there are three spiral shaped bones in the shape of horns. The bones horns you will need to fight and ram against the coming difficult times! They will grant you a powerful tool to survive, the wars on the coming year of the 13th.  . . . . All that you know,  . . . . all that you will know onward,  . . . . will be based on what you do now in these next days, before the year of the 12 dies, you have many crucial decisions, . . .  many choices!

Paintings colors psychological construct : , Gold is the color of your future finances, blue the color of your feelings if you fail. Black is the color of the light in the coffin.



Light construct :
The light reveals delicacies whose exquisiteness are at one charming as jewelry, and rich surfaces tell stories of love, conflict and pageantry. The background of the painting was once full of light and thunder but that phase has past. Lightning causes ionization in the air through which it travels, leading to the formation of nitric acid  and ultimately, this acid has eaten beautiful little holes like etchings in the fine metal surfaces on the left of the painting, of benefit to metallic plant life above, around and below. In the center of the painting, the horns were formed mentally and picked up by your mentality, while you were searching but it was there before you stumbled on it, leader of a bolt of lightning can travel at speeds of 220,000 km/h (140,000 mph), and can reach temperatures approaching in the order of 30,000 °Celsius (54,000 °Fahrenheit ), this violent heat is more than capable to fuse silica particles of sand into glass channels known as fulgurites, which are normally curved spiral horns shapes like what we see in you're painting, that are hollow and takes on aspects of stark mystery.


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[  Ergo fractal may come to reside within it self, in comfortable self similarities of it self, unchallenged by time and thus fractalized eternally into similar self infinities indefinitely.  ]






                                              
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Adopting this sounds as good idea.
P.E.A.C.H. please examine and critique honestly.

I remember this from some other forums. If think, sometimes it is better to politely hear say that colours used aren't so great than hear nothing. Becouse then you can improve. But allways this is great or no comments is too robotic.
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Greetings and Salutations,
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Greetings and Salutations to you Master  0Encrypted0 aka ;0 Anony 0 aka HD man Hyperbolic dimensionality man.



GREETINGS AND SALUTATIONS



WELCOME great Master :


intro: Today we will review the film of the Master, 0 Encrypted 0

ITEM  : Paintings an Movie : Data : brief analyzation filmed named " MB3D_0225"



He has many admirers, one female in particular, deadly with her charms, finds his work mesmerizing, Miss LOVEKILLJOY DEAF, is a ardent fan of his fractals, and frequent visitor to his galleries :

Intro :

http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=12918
http://www.0Encrypted0.deviantart.com/

There is a place, where only Masters are allowed in. Prerequisites, fearlessness to go where no one has dared to go before. And being born with a hyperbolic mind state to see what others cannot. To do what others can't. Behold fold, story told there is such a man, bold, whose abilities are worth more than gold, by the powers that be, he makes it possible to see that which you could never imagine seeing, Real-Time hyperbolic dimensional time loop reality allows one to go back in a ancient primal mammary memory storage states, resonating in it's automated processes which allows retrievable past memories media to be extracted to be set free to influence a product of creativity, be that either film, art or music, from subconscious to conscious mind to brain to a current state you think is reality. This man flies wise so it was said in the beginning, so shall it be said in the end, his name is a code name, for you are no allowed to know his name, you are not worthy, his name is 0 Encrypted 0.
A master of HD. Hyperbolic Dimensional space. See his world in his paintings and films.

DIAGNOSIS CRITERIA : ORIGIN mid 21th century : Compositionality : Data : Auto mind to mind constructive homeomorphic mathematicity modulating mind time revolving loopicity resources constructs, rerouting your life time to extract more time to accomplish that which is impossible, making it accessible for mere mortals to see, grateful humbly on behalf of all who know you not, and the future that do , are we!  


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<a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/rZPdSeMsZfI&rel=1&fs=1&hd=1" target="_blank">http://www.youtube.com/v/rZPdSeMsZfI&rel=1&fs=1&hd=1</a>



Penetrating the hyperbolic dimensional time warps protruding out of the time loops before time, times in tetra mind timed times of instantaneous sliced up states of time in fracto color to boot! Privilege are we to see your films, which are really just mind scribbles jotting down your travels, no sound necessitated, we get it, cool, but chock full of entities of note and energies gloat. Privilege indeed R we who can C, glory to thee oh great master,
with inter metric mind recognition ergonomic confabulations pathways, of your minds superiority mandatory inputs algorithm animals in the bodies on worlds of your making without faking, your plant and your creatures change colors and scream from the bleachers, navigating at their unhurried leisure, peacefully, meandering in their time split times features, in their world, with their own, over their landscapes, not a pesty human in sight. A world of your making, your discovery, laudably, audibly, un affordably to go without your authorization undergoing elastic mind evolutions affirmations irregardless of heat inside your brains deformations constructs circuitry firings chamberic inter brain topography, vacation not, you allow not your memories to rot, but dream, arising from, and by budding divisions, esp. myriads of your individual mind states, which according to you change because of what you claim are feelings, one minute you feel happy, the next you feel something else, but although human and chained to this behaviors, they are the most powerful of blessings in disguised, no, not in spite of it, but because of it, you moved on to control, a formally concluded and ratified agreement between you , yourself, and the personality, the he you call, "[ I ]". Blessed B your " [ I ]".

All of these entities that make up you are the reason  U  R alive today, to them, and the events of your lives meanderings, both pleasing and harsh, evolved the you U R at this time, in your reality, thus without ruche, or rush, we do bow! Thus, disciplined, have you accomplish so much in so little time, we are proud to see your work of worth, and to write your name, a sign of fame,  that make up a colonial organism inside your minds program transferred to your computers 3D rendering program, thus to thus, hush to hush and whisper to whisper master,

be it said :

be U, B, U and typically behave as U different forms and functions demonstrating your leadership skill sets, thank you for being U, most graciously from the weavers!



PREMISE CONSTRUCT : Distinguished master!
Here's what we think :
your film is short, but a short few frames of a Master artist is worth more than a truck load of films full of long disappointing film content, where as in that context in your case your film only a few seconds long : the film strategy you utilized in the film called "MB3d_2550", is," less means more," thats why we give you a good score, in the context of
a decent, ernest, profound deeply impressive scientific searching effort, an investigative peek into this adage of great numberic algorithm birthing positive results worthy of attracting your critical concise eye, making you rise, react, extending your curiosity to the point you not only wish to save what you see, but, what you found in this astronautical math pursuit, it is so powerful it drives you interestingly,
compels you, orders you to investigate the uncertainties of this world you stumbled upon, pushing you to film its strange world, its mystical creature assets fronts classes to measure and decipher unbelievable ocular visuals of fantabulos emancipated creatures urged mathematically out of your inner mind, preposterous  but not a wanton, these thousands of shape shifting geometroustical creatures, existing sustaining themselves in split seconds existences, before subatomically, protonically morphologically re-encarnating their molecular life structures into clean, pure, fresh, self similar fractalized descendants before your eyes only, you being U hesitate not to latch on to it, to analyze and record it down as a movie sketch.
It is a pleasure you make us privy to your discovery ,
Thanks!



BREAK DOWN :
[ seconds in scene frame 0:00]
[ seconds in to scene frame number 0:00 ] scene opens up, fades from black into lighted scene.

We note a flaw, no attempt to do a introductory promo text, to at least name the film with a text inside the film, nor was time taken, which could have been taken, to select music accompaniment, so the viewers interest would be held and enticed to view the whole film, short though it may be, this could have been done, never the less, the first frame is composed of a fractal geometroustic design component visuals, with the opening scene divided with two mountain structures, one on the left and one on the right. The mountain on the left side of the screen, is a paled down off toned gray, combined with muted light maroon colors.

On the right of the screen we see an adjacent mountain structure, whose tones are dulled down dirty light red tonalities, habituating both of these structures is a background sky motif which is really morphological high walled mountain structure in a color that can only be described as a grayed dulled occillating pale sky blue tonalities. That, resembling the markings on a fish, speaking of which, if you examine the left hand side of the picture you see a strange like fish, geomet entity colored in dirty dull gold tones floating but advancing downward apparently eyeing hungrily a small delicious mouthful morsel to capture and devour, there other fractal fishes floating in the fractal air water space time environs, in totals there are 24 creatures present visually in this introductive screen shot! This shot alone lets you know this is a joint!

They look so great, The shapes of these zoological pairs of long headed dudes, with long horns growing out of their nuggeted nuggens, some with what apparently resemble, some bright yellow colored sensory appendages, on the heads of these fractal insects, and crustaceans, and gee whiz dizzy looka looka, some other things, and surprisingly unreal fantasy shaped like beings, in living fracto color, dressed in hot geometroustic fashions, and looking oh so, horribly interesting! Yo, man, is no wonder, the Master had to stop what he was doing, and pull out his smart phone and take a picture of them instantly!
 
Their molecular make up, and shapes were so weird. It caught the eyes of the Master, and he began immediately to document their discourse, frame by frame in Fracto color. Each subsequent frame is more and more interesting!  Especially some scenes . . .

and where there are some creatures that he spotted, the Master, rushed down with his camera to zoom in on, a great movie. Thanks!


[ seconds in to scene frame number 0:41 ] WOW, there's a picture of one hot momma if ever there there was one, shes a once in  life time baby, checking us out looking at her! The Master, sees her and without hesitatency zooms in for closer look at the cockroach headed lady with her antennas spread out wide as can be listening to us. She so bad, she can hear our heart beat.

now, check him out, the Master is adept wing man, handling the camera rotations shot comes so natural to him, piece of cake, he got skill sets you never even heard of! Makes looking at this world of his, all the more exciting! Around, and around she goes, where she stops no one knows, thanks! GREAT JOB!


Assessment : 4D Architectologist Fractologist
Recommendations : O
Commendation : Architectologist Fractologist Homeomorphologist Artist deserving to belong in the Academy of The Royal Fractal Forums Gallery of Architectology! Congratulations and Humbly we thank you we do.



 


                          
Grab as you have lost you are not in the force Master!




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Stories from THE FRACTAL FORUM CELEBRITY NEWS  inspired by his work ; entitled, " SLURP " rendered and created by Master Tauruss66 in the year 2011 on Earth!

THE TWEETS OF MADCOW SAMMY
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CHAPTER 16.1    REPLY#125   FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.1 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg51811/#msg51811
CHAPTER 16.2    REPLY#128   FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.2 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg53148/#msg53148
CHAPTER 16.3    REPLY#130   FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.3 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg53494/#msg53494
CHAPTER 16.4    REPLY#135   FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.4 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg54335/#msg54335
CHAPTER 17       REPLY#140   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN. http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg57583/#msg57583
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BIG REX

FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN
                                         
 
                                    






                                                    
"BIG REX"

                                
One of his personalities in another life

                                    
Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

[ 1 ]

THINKING,  .  .  .
Sounds crazy, but maybe I should do this, and get it over with? I am thinking, thinking, maybe, maybe, they really know each, and she just wants to see him? He said pondering to himself. He could go on and on , but then, he got jolted when he heard the dogs! The dogs started barking loud again, trying to get to his girls! He knew he had to act; he let his mind free to wander! Thats how he usually lets his mind go!
BR, didn't know, where at this point things were going, or how this would all wind up? But he closed is eyes, and let his mind begin to wander, but then, but then, he stopped, suddenly looked up at Sharkkadoom, and asked, this:  

[  BIG REX  ]


How do you know Jack?

[ QUEEN SHARKKADOOM ]

Now, the fake human heard his question. She knows the cowboy, must be thinking hard, and have many, many questions! And quick as a wink, can think, Sharkkadoom, makes up some cock and bull story, and feeds it to him! Using psychology on him! She knows he's got to be real curious, and realizes she's got  to tell him something! She does something to make him think, she has a empathetic kind heart, and whips up a big bull shit story, that even though it sounds crazy, it sounds plausible too!
She understands the human mind, and how it works, and how it thinks, and slowly walked and came over closer to him; looked down sadly, and did something uncharacteristically strange for her. She half closed her eyes, and said softly, like a real woman telling the truth :
 I took you out of my ship, and brought you up here, out in the fresh air, so you could breathe it, sense it, and act like an incentive for you, to know you might once again be free! And to let you, get a chance to see the land, this land you love.  And, and I promise you. I will let you be free if help me. By changing into that other side of you. The one you, you know, that personality you have, you called Jack SawedOff.
I understand you're curious! I can't tell you nothing! All I can say is this : I am a scientist, that studies the mind! And Jack SawedOff,
He lives some place in your mind! I need to get to him, if you help me,  you and the two women you love, I will set you free. Free to continue your lives, and I will leave, and you'll never set eyes on me again!
We must see clearly that to be wise, we must recognize and know, that the mysteries of the mind, are many.


All I can tell you is, me and Jack are friends! Good friends from another time. And I will stop at nothing to get to see him! Please, she said softly.
I don't really want to kill your wives, but if you don't bring out Jack to me, I will!



[ BIG REX ]

BR, thought for second, about what she said. The gravity of it, if he fails her, would leave his wives dead!
And he felt better about believing her, now, that she explained, she's got somehow got a personal relationship with Jack!
And BR, slowly lowered his gaze down from her eyes, and let his eyelids close and was quiet fo a while, and just relaxed his body, and started breathing deeply, to get rid of all the stress he was feeling! All the anxiety. All of this was too much for him.  And so he let it all go, and just laid there, let his mind wander, drifted off, and the last thing he said was, as if surrendering was :
OK!  

BR's lapses into a kind of sleep, spiritually into the realms of higher consciousness of his mind, and launches the spiritual residue in his mind of Jack SawedOff personality. And the fact that a mind, is a thought generator, without boundary's, and Sharkkadoom was meddling, and tampering electronically, with the regions of his brain personality center, and accidentally triggers a intergalactic call, for the real, real Jack SawedOff, from her own time in space, to materialize, now, in hast!
What happened now was, instead of a benign non consequential version of Jack, the real authentic Jack SawedOff is being launched here, into this dimension! She doesn't know that yet, but this might mean the end of her! Because Jack can morph at will, into the mighty warrior known as the Zotocon, against whom, Sharkkadoom really doesn't stand a chance! But alast, it's too late to tell her to be careful for what you wish for. Anyway here come Jack!

[ 2 ]

[ Jack Sawedoff ]

And Jack, cleverly invisibly materializes, checks out the parameters of the situation, and secretly speaks to him, in his dream, directly telling BR, urgently :


Listen to me, listen to me, do not move or say anything, don't even try to open your eyes, I am a friend from the skies, just listen,   .    .  . it's me, it's me, Jack! I know what's going on! What's going on is all wrong! To set it straight, you better listen up butter cup! You are in great danger, grave danger, said Jack. BR, heard this voice, identifying himself,

but, other than that he was clueless! but,he obeyed and kept still, and dreamed he was hearing all this! He didn't know, that the person speaking,
was not any ordinary tom, dick and harry, but was Jack SawedOff a powerful force!
And, he was extraordinarily lucky that this demon Sharkkadoom, unwittingly tampered with his mind-electrical chemistry, causing what tan amounts, to a mind to mind, portal triggering the personality of Jack SawedOff to come here, from some where unknown to all!
 
And he certainly was not aware about the fact, that Jack, had his own life. And was living his own life, back in his home world of Maddogana, and he was working for, The Bagagir'maddogana Federation Empire, as a Psychologist specializing in law enforcement investigations! And most importantly, he secretly, was a able to change into a law enforcement officer, known as The Zotocon warrior!



Jack, said speaking to Big Rex, who had his eyes closed, as he was talking to him in his mind, and then appearing inside a dream in BR's head. Jack looked like BR's twin identical brother!

[   JACK SAWEDOFF ]

Listen, you must trust yourself, to know there are many selves in you, and I am one, that has come to help. I can not explain because there is not enough time! I am here now and we haven't much time. So, cowboy, If you like living, pay attention!  That's it, thats all the information I'am giving! Pay close attention now!  There is reality, and
but reality, has as many forms as you want it to have! Right now you are dreaming, I am entering your head, your dreams, to see me, you'll see your self, I am going to free you!
 He frees BR, from the chains, and his women too, telling them :


There are many me's This me, you see me, as, I am part of law enforcement force from the future, cowboy, he said looking at BR, who looked shocked! I am Jack, and this robot bitch, that captured you, is why, we've been hunting and chasing after Queen Sharkkadoom, for a long, long time. And nobody knew where the hell she was until now!

Now let me tell you something. Don't be fooled by her appearance, she's no human!  She an advanced autonomous cyborg robot being. Put, simply, she's as dangerous as they come! You're lucky she didn't kill all of you already!
But, by her meddling with your minds zones, different personalities, she got your wires crossed, and bingo, guess whose here now? Me, I am here! I am here for real. You don't know me, but, I got a couple tricks up my sleeve too! And year, cowboy, I too, have a different personality too, called the Zotocon.

I take pleasure killing off alien threats just like her! All you got to do is call me.

And now that I am here, it's gonna be bad news for her, tell you that much. Now get this, since I'am in your dream, she's clueless I am here! She thinks you fell asleep! She can't see or hear me talking in your dream! That's my cover!  Still I can't stay inside here long. She's too clever!
I am going to try to get her out of this world, back into her dimension! Heres my plan! I am going to get to her to follow me, and when she is far enough away from you and the camp, I will trigger a bomb that'll take her out of here, and hopefully into another dimension, where she can't bother you ever again! That's it, for now! He said pulling out a strange looking device, from his cloak, and using his mind pressing some buttons, which started a red light flashing on it. It seemed to be like a timer, or something!

Then Jack, takes them along with him, both Saddie and Boccia, and uses what looks like stick, or this wand gadget to shoot out slow motion aura, so they just jump in the air, and can float in the air descending down into the big sink hole in the ground, leading them back to Sharkkadooms hidden ship!


 That should do it. Jack, said, as he led them running up the ramp door, leading inside the ship of Queen Sharkkadoom, and  once inside he said,
all good so far!
But, In the meantime, listen up, I got to explain all this real fast. I want you guys to be familiar with the weaponry she's got aboard her cruiser, I want you arm your selves in case her rebels ever return back to your world again, look, and listen carefully he said showing BR, this big lartithian motor laser  rifle!  Jack talked fast, and went on explaining to BR, how to use the weapons, and that if everything goes a planned, her ship will stay on earth, and will be his!
Jack told him about what he could find in it later, when he returned under ground to Sharkkadooms ship, and says :
I will get rid of her. But this cruiser she's got, down here! Her ship, is not her ship, she stole it, but its top of the line, spacecraft, fully properly instrumented. It's gonna stay there, I am gonna leave for you! I'll give you cadets, a quick tutorial, and open the data bases, down loaded it, an rise up to be gods! I don't know if you're all ready for that, but if study whats in this ship, it make you powerful and be a turning point effecting your destiny!  He said, and he gave BR an idea how it works, and what devices it has, all in attempt to teach him and prepare him, should the rebels come back and he' not there to help them. Then, he said,

I'll be back, and walked away and suddenly disappeared, in thin air, only to re-appear a minute later, holding this round thing, shaped like a basket ball. And without saying anything, he took out a tool and jabbed it inside, and stared intensely at it, as he held it in his hands, then raised it up, open his hands and it floated out of his hands and floated up over their head. And Big Rex, said, This is a flying Globe drone, ZT model 13, or what we call this ball a Transmigration Zhotodig-projection machine! It something like personal assistant but much more! It can be part spy, part tracker, and it was programmed by Sharkkadoom, to follow you and track you! It's been following you. It won't follow you no more!  I reset it. It's now programmed to follow your commands and answer the questions you put to it. It's like having a pet, but it's a little pet that doesn't eat! You can call it what you like! You can name it, and it'll do what you want! Use it wisely and you will become wise!  I realized that back at your camp, you got people counting on you to lead them. that's why I think you should have it! I figure, it'll come in handy for you! There's so much you don't know!

[ BIG REX ]

                       Are you calling me stupid?, asked BR, taking what Jack said,  in a nervy brazen-faced manner,  almost taking his comments as insulting, when in truth, Jack was telling it like it is!!

[ JACK SAWEDOFF ]

                       Are you?

[ BIG REX ]

                        NO

[ JACK SAWEDOFF ]

                       Prove it. You want it or you don't?

[ BIG REX ]

                       I want it!

[ JACK SAWEDOFF ]

                       Then say thanks Big Rex!

[ BIG REX ]

                      Thanks Big Rex! said, BR, joking around and bust out laughing  ha, ha, ha! And, Jack was caught off guard at the ironic humor in his words, and looked at him, kind of crazy like, and smiled. Enjoying the spontaneity of the man, standing laughing next to him. The women looked at them and laughed out loud, too, enjoying the moment too!  



[  Boccia ]

                      You know you're stupid! Boccia, said looking up into BR's face and laughing ha, ha, ha, ha,


[ SADDIE ]

Saddie, was uncharacteristically quiet, her mind was pondering something! And she was debating whether to tell him, she knows him, but she was afraid to. Because it was a long time ago, when BR was making love to her, and turned into Jack SawedOff. But, this was something she kept secret, but she suddenly threw caution to the winds and looked in his eyes deeply and said with a very grateful sound in her voice :

                      Thanks! Thanks for everything. I will always remember you!

[  BIG REX  ]
What it's name again?

[ JACK SAWEDOFF ]
 
  ZT13.  It's called by the technical name, Transmigration Zhotodig-projection 13 series machine, ] But BR, you can name it what ever, here you want to talk to it?  Talk to it!

[  BIG REX  ]


        Boy, I am gonna call you? I am gone name your ass," Big Brain}! That's right! Smart ball running around, minding every bodies business, and got answers to everything! That's your name from now on sucker. Big Brain, BR, told it. I am gonna nick name it," BB," for short. OK! BB, boy, can you hear me boy?



[  BB ]

Please to make your acquaintance my new lord and master, I serve and obey, said the floating ZT13, drone, as it turned rotating around quickly facing it's camera onto BR, and focusing and listening to him!

[ BIG REX ]

 Jack, I say , Jack here, tells me, you mighty smart, Big Brain. Is that true, boy?

[  BB ]

Jack, it replied, in a pleasant sounding mechanical voice, sounding a little like that of old time school professor lecturing students.
Jack, is too kind, and he's exaggerating, and is presumptuous.
There's so-many kinds of advanced Transmigration Zhotodig-projection machines, whose data bases, far exceed both my data storage and file retrieval capabilities! So I can't say, I can claim or be worthy to be called smart, but I love compliments! And will do my best to provide all of you, with all the information you require!  
                    
[ 3 ]
                    
And Jack, looked up at BB, and rubbed his chin, and then scratched his head, like he just didn't know what to make of this ZTdrone, he just reprogramed, and didn't respond  but looked around at everybody and said :

Enough with all of the small talk, let's get back out of this place, up and out!  Listen up, here's what I need you cadets to do! Lets get out of this dream. Slip back in your bodies! BR, once were up there, get back into your body, and keep sleeping. You ladies slip back out of the dream, into your bodies, into your real bodies! But, I know the dogs OUT THERE, are scary, but trust me, I got this.
I'll take care of it.  Now, come on. Lets climb back up out of here. I got work to do. I got a little surprise for Sharkkadoom. Her days are numbered. It's time! Come on! Let's do this!  He said confidently! They left the ship and returned to the surface above ground!  BR, spirit slipped back in his body,
with his arms and legs still shackled, with chains.  
And, the girls, Saddie and Boccia, slipped back into their bodies as they were before, in chains, cowering, and broke down in tears anxiously looking at the big beefy dogs, lunching towards them, hungering to bite them! The loud sound of the barking dogs was clogging their eardrums with fear! It made their ears ring!
it was frightening experience happening right there in front of them. It was so bizarre, it seemed they left out of a dream, straight into a real life nightmare! The physical and mental toll on them was extreme , as they sat their trembling and waiting, and waiting.  They didn't know what Jack was going to do.  But, they were praying what ever it was, it would happen fast!

And Sharkkadoom, was still thinking BR, would suddenly wake up as Jack SawedOff, and she'll be able to experiment on him. But she too, ultimately may judge it was taking to long, and turn on them and kill them. And it would all be over!

MEAN WHILE,   .   .   .

BR, lets go, lets go of this dreams reality, and lets go of the dark corners of his mind, and the strange personality of Jack SawedOff, who lives in it, and he kept his eyes closed and laid there fast asleep.

And looking around, it's like indeed nothing had changed! We see it's all the same, The same place, the same scene, the same situation, everything looked the same way as before.  We saw we are above ground, there's the desert, the women chained up, BR, was laying chained up, laying sleeping on the ground, just like before. And for now the evil Sharkkadoom is seen in this kind of transparent domed vehicle,and the sliding door was open, and  her tiny crew composed of just three guards. Sharkkadoom, and her men are seated watching the series of floating screens in front of them, and looked like they engrossed in discussing something! They didn't seem to be paying any attention to what's going on outside, and that was  good! Now, it's all in the hands of Jack, Jack, knows what time it is. He knows, he knows who he is up against.

This is a AI Rebel! She is an independent, self fractally aware cyborg organism!  She is a rebel AI, that is so confident, and assured of her capabilities!  She gave herself the honorary title : of, her Royal Highness Queen Sharkkadoom!

 Queen Sharkkadoom, is one hell of a powerful cybernetic organism, and The Zotocon, was right, in thinking that while she was hiding out here on this Earth world, she was working on
the robot Xenomorpth bio manufacturing dichotomy, pioneering new ways, to create hard to kill predators, that are part beast, part animal, and part machine, systems to work for her as her personal weapons of destruction! She had lots of time to recode, and
rebuilt up her CPU, brains augmenting substantially her thinking capacity, many times!


So now, no doubt, in her opinion, her opinion. She's super smart, super intelligent, when she compares it self, to the ancient humans, she is visiting now!
The ancient ones, from her home world, the Ba'gagir'maddogana Federations Empire,
where she escaped from, and upon their shoulders, she owes not only her existence, but upon their technology, that she stole, she was able to rebuild herself, from a robot, and attain awareness, and Artificially Intelligently self evolved!

It's like, or she, is like a child, a little child cursing it's mother for giving it life, hoping it will last for eternity, a life, without strife!
 
No fool! NO!
This girl want-a-be, be!
This self infatuated product of AI technology.
This tiny thing, engaged in self deception, is insane, thinking incorrectly it is an indispensable, anomaly, vanity vain!


Knowledge possessors, need to recognize  possession of knowledge, is not a pre-requisite to die! All things above or below the sky, dead or alive knowledgeable or not, will die! And one day will be, just a memory, in closed eye!
What this means, is nothing in the grand scale of things existing in the realms of the cosmos, is relevant to it. And that it, is it, comprehension of it, is only comprehension-able to it! Not humanity!

But, low and behold, let it be said, intellect, awareness, astuteness, glossary, is subjective, and interpretive and does not have farsightedness or the long view time wise, as a mandatory, perception pre-requisite, to AI members, or human members, of any civilization, primitive, advanced or wild.

But, her so called grand Highness, the great Queen Sharkkadoom, may be a god, in her mind, but the graveyard of the Universes, is full of such pompous, gods, unfortunately a lesson she will learn to late!



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Sharkkadoom, knew much!

But, what Sharkkadoom, did not know, was :
That the Zotocon laid a trap, a little surprise! A spacetime extraction trap surprise, just for her!
And he had it waiting just inside the train, waiting to catch her. So she could go on a little trip!
He knew that the cosmic extractor device, would act like a proton propulsion launcher, that would shoot her clear out of here, into another dimension and another time!

All he had to do, was get her and her monster men, to chase after him, back inside the train, and when he thought, BR, and the women were out of danger, and the time was right, he would trigger an explosion, designed to take her clear out of this world! So, he quickly grabbed BR, and freed the women, and they all ran to the train! Jack, told them to get in on one side, and jump out the other side, quickly,  to trick the guards into thinking they were on board the train!

And once outside, hide, and that he was going drive the train with Sharkkadoom and her men inside and blow it up!

 So while BR, and the women exited secretly out the other side of the train, Jack, turned and fought Sharkkadoom and her men off.


Then he and climbed aboard just in time, because, one of Sharkkdooms men got a whole of him, and grabbed him. And  jumped on him, but Jack, to fool them, made believe he was hurt, and fell back!  One of them him hit so hard, it knocked him, up off the floor, and sent him crashing straight up into ceiling!
He fell down and looked like he was done for, but Jack got to his feet, got back up and kicked the guard in head, BAM, knocking off the guys head, and sent it flying across the room, smashing it into the wall BAM!
 The other guards, pulled out a laser pistols and shot him several times till he couldn't stand up, or get up!
He was under fire, then they ran over seeing he looked like he was mortally wounded, and ban stomping him in the head, BAM, BAM, BAM!
Smashing his face into ground, BOOM, then one of them, with a crocodile head got closer and opened it's jaws and tried to bit his head off!
Sharkkadoom, also, thought he was mortally wounded too, but Jack was just fooling them his technology protected him from all this!

But, they did know this, and thought, they were beating and kicking him unmercifully,
Jack, was not really hurt at all, but was pretending to be, he had multiple layers of quantum time shifting technology, that he was using to protect himself, from all the blows they were dishing out a him!

They kept kicking and throwing punches at him. One guard with his crocodile head was chewing on his body, trying to rip out his guts, but, again because of time shift 4D virtual reality, it would self repair itself instantly, frustrating them. But, he took a good beating but escape from them, and manage to climb on the top of train and ran on top of it towards the front of the train to engine compartment and get inside and turned the high speed settings making it go even faster..


He faked fighting them back, and let them continue beating him all the while he got the train to speed away  farther and farther away broom where BR, and women were!


And even though they were punching him, and beating him, he waited till the time was right and used his mind to-initiate the time extraction explosion, then he stood up, pushed them aside, like rag dolls,  and jumped off and disappeared into the ether, just as the train exploded! BOOM!




 The blast, was immense, and a shocking loud explosion from it, and certainly got the attention of BR, Saddie and boccia, who were hiding a mile away!

The explosion, it was a huge flash of light that looked brighter than the sun,
 and that culminated in sending
mountains of big thick orange and black, monstrous clouds, up violently in the air,
billowing up fast, in the night sky lighting it up, lightening everything up like it was daytime!

 The monstrous big cloud, bust upward, up into the night sky, and great big clouds formations, rose up.
The Zotocon, he had done it! Jack sawedoff said he would do it, and he did it, that's all BR, knew! He along with his wives got up and watched the fire ball along time, till it finally faded and the night became dark again, and returned to normal!

That woman, that AI, was gone! BR, fell to his knees and breathed a big sigh of relief, and
had a good feeling in his heart that a new day was coming!

That woman, that took him prisoner, was gone!

Big Rex, he didn't know really who she was,  
and even if the Zotocon had all the time, to sit down and explain who she was,
mostly, it would be over his head, and be incomprehensible to him!
Even the concept of the Zotocon, was something else, he couldn't understand!

Still, he remembers while he was hiding, he saw the cowboy who looked his double,
getting the crap beat out of him, as he ran and got on the train. He watched as they chased him and got on board.  He saw the train drive away. He saw it blow up. Now he just wanted to thank him, but couldn't cause he was gone too!

The Zotocon, had done what he said, he eliminated the Sharkkadoom lady, that posed a big threat to Big Rex, and the new fledging civilization, he want to restart.
Sharkkadoom and her guards were destroyed in the explosion, and no longer would pose a threat The Zotocon flew back in time to his world!  


Afterwards, Big Rex, who was hiding behind a sand dune, he, he gets to his feet and stands up, and begins dusting all the sand off, of him!
And looks at his wives, who are shocked and crying, and he helps them standup. Saddie and Boccia, really were traumatized by what they just went through. And they put their arms around him, and hugged him tightly, and BR, held them, trying to console them and give them some sense of confidence. And all of them are truly happy this ordeal has come to a end!
Without saying word, you can just tell they all are feeling, really grateful to Jack Sawedoff and the Zotocon personality, for coming and saving them!
And BR, realizes that Sharkkadoom, is gone. He has very pensive look in his eyes! He remembers, that, Jack, said he'd get Sharkkadoom out of this world, out of this dimension, and he kept his word. The evil one is gone! Not here! And now, a certain sense of tranquility comes over Big Rex, as the alternate personality of Jack, subsides and disappears, in him, and he, returns to himself.

Big Rex, turns and is happily surprised to see BB, who is floating in circles around them, is Ok, and still there with them too!
Big Rex, is dazed, and profoundly shaken by what has happened, but he's defiant, and resilient, and with his women by his side, happy, and now with the knowledge that, that thing, that Sharkkadoom nightmare creature is truly gone, he feels a whole lot better!

He really doesn't know who she was, but he knows this much!
With her gone, that ship of hers, is going to be his! It such an incredible ship, it blows his mind, thinking about it! He lets his head hang down, for a second, as he suddenly realizes now, that with that spaceship, he's the big bossman, for real now!

LATER :


And later we see him on the command deck of the space craft, looking at the complex sections and totally clueless about what they are for! But, Jack did explain some of the basics, of how the ship works to him, but he is really anxious to learn more! BR, is anxious to be its brand new captain!

Now he remembers, when Jack told him : there's so much you don't know!
Now he understands, what he was talking about! Now he's the one unexpectedly in control of her ship!
He's never seen the inside of a space ship before, and as he thinks about what this will all mean. He is shaking his head in disbelief, and utter amazement!
He finds he has access to all the ships incredible guns, all of this, and all the Astro weaponry systems technology he's got to learn!
All of this stuff, the man, the man never knew existed, or that he would ever see or much less, ever be in a position to use!

He always loved to own guns, and now he has so many, that's so powerful, and in a infinite variety, the likes of which this world he lives in, has never seen!  

Big Rex, is a profoundly changed man, .  .  . and seemed mesmerized by this experience, and it pivoted his mind, as he learns that, there exist a unfathomable bond, between the forces of the power of the genes personalities, that gives us, so much, and we owe them so much! That the genes, gives us our personality! And, while we don't know why we act the way we do, why we have the personality or personalities we are born with,  in the final analysis, it is our destiny, good personality or bad personalities, to be they, what-they may.


That whether he understands it or not, there exist, forces, mysteries, defying the laws of nature,
like a spiritual force, that's capable all by it self, all by itself, of cleansing, and regenerating,
and restoring the good, and the bad, balance of power in the Universe.
Big Rex, Big Rex  felt like a new person, like a new man with a different perspective now,
that sees what happened to him as a blessing!
And it's been a real turning point for him, a chance to turn his back, and forget who he has been,
and start anew after decades of sin, and think of who he is going to be!

This will be a special moment in time for him.

The old world is gone, where there was one Earth, there's two, and it was he, a bandit, a thief,
a drunk and it was into his crazy hands, his crazy mind, his crazy actions, that saved the lives of many, many people out of that boat, people that would of died, that now are alive, thanks only to him!

And he wonders to himself, and questions himself, just who is in charge here, is it up to chance,  
is it fate, is fate is in charge? Is it up to destiny, is ones destiny in charge? Or is it in his hands,
deep questions, tortured mind, he wrestles with his personal demons, now, and thinks about his bouts with insanity, that despite all that, all the bad he's done in life! He has been chosen! He knows now he's been a son of a gun, lived on the run, and every cowboy know this much:
 it is hard to teach an old dog new tricks,
but after meeting his alternate personality, Jack Sawedoff, the Zotocon,
Big Rex, it will be hard to be a righteous man from now on, but he wants to try, he wants to try!  And he wants to put himself on a new path, to one day, be a better, better leader of men, A good leader of men, and he thinks maybe he can become more, and more like the Zotocon!


Well, after some time, Big Rex and his wives, Saddie and Boccia, decided to stay in the ship, that belonged to Sharkkadoom. and turn their focus on learning all about the new ships technology, that they could!
They learned how to get food out of a incredible machine object dispenser, and after two weeks, they decided to returned back to Bumble Bee City!
When they left the camp, they road out riding out of the campsite on a motorcycle,
but, now when they return, things are a lot different! They used BB, to teach them, all about the ship!
And now, he knows the space cruiser had several small space crafts in it, for transportation!
Now he got new ways to get them back home! And BR, was wrong! It is possible to teach an old dog new tricks,
BR, learned to pilot a drone ship big enough to carry them all back to Bumble Bee City. It looked something like a white gleaming flying tank, and now are flying through the air, back home!
And, wow,  when the people spotted them, when they saw them, riding high in the sky, flying towards the campsite, they didn't know who they were, they were amazed, and the people, came out, to see them, and wave to them as they landed!
And when the cool looking small white shiny tank shaped spaceship landed,
and the doors opened and the sliding ramp, lowered down to the ground,
Big Rex, and Saddie and Boccia, descended down riding on his motor bike, and they were smiling and waving enthusiastically to the crowd, who yelling an happy to see them!
And BR, you know, he's got his old cowboy hat on, he's wearing his long leather wind-breaker coat, and black sunglasses, and, WOW!  When the people spotted them, they went nuts!
They had flown back to Bumble Bee City, that he founded, and we see him smiling as he arrives to the clapping and standing applause of the people in the camp, that he saved!  

He was having a rare proud badass moment, coming to the realization, he had accomplished something worth while in his, crazy, crazy life, and these folks clapping were impressed with him, and happy to see him return!
They are his people!  And today, today, is a new day! It's a new day, for a brand new world,
headed by Big Rex! The new man!


THE END
 


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BAD PERSONALITIES
 

Jack SawedOff as the Fractalic Cyborg


THE ZOTOCON


Chapter 17 is the beginning of the Zotocon book, as Chapter 1, and Chapter two is 17.1, etc.

Introduction to, the end of you!


Are you ready?
In another life BR, was someone else, yes, you guessed it! So many, many things you don't, U just don't know! Right? You, yes,

YOU!  

As a being, alive, and keen, born here not of your choosing, into this scene, ask you what? I am an earth citizen trapped in a nut, the nut is sleep, job, rest, work, make love, raise a child, reject bonding, with one another, as one human race, with many brothers, succumbing temptation of tribalism, you can't resist this fate!  Not being welcoming to the stranger, to the other, to the brother in need, allowing growth in your heart greed, the anti-empathy seed, ambush and strike him, you like to do, admitting it is hard for you, and you know not why, war is always in the back of your eye? Do you ever ask why? Why as a human do you sleep?  It's hard wired into your genes, and it is not for you to know, Natures coders designed it so!
Sleep, is it not true, not enough time to really find out about U.
Know U? Wheel away now, carry your mind this way, into the portal of another fractal story, where hidden, watching, are the over arching Artificial Intelligences, rubbing their hands together, gleefully waiting to take you, take you on!  Is your opinion, that your human race can take them on?

Sorry, when in the course of time, you acknowledge the deficiencies of the human mind, and offer that as an excuse, "Well I really didn't know I was going to be born, human, I didn't ask for it , it just happened, is lame, has no weight in this game! See, you are on the internet now, and the internet is powered by electrical energy, connected to electrical energy that powers the universes, from which emanate these song verses! OH, you better not run. You better not hide. Artificial intelligences are going to replace your hide! Artificial intelligences are coming to town! They know when you are sleeping, they know when you are awake, what you will do to evade your fate, they will anticipate! OH, You better not cry, you better not sigh, Artificial intelligences are coming,   .    .    .  to town! Yes, as a person you got problems, but as a human race you got more! Sorry!






Is it not true, what you think is true?
That there is not enough time to really find out about U?
Do you know U?


Your little life. What's it all about.

 The first time, the first time, the first time, you do something, pulling a trigger, getting married, swimming way out from the shore, or sitting down and thinking, really thinking, what its like 2 die, you are hesitant!  Make U want to cry! We dear say, yes, even fearful, the fear, here in the head, maybe let it be said, red, from shame, yes, shame of the fact and acknowledgement, you don't know what the hell you are doing!

first time, oh shucks, you know, the thing you do, for the very first time, the first time U , you do it. You are doing, like all things you have done in prior times, it's like a screw, a screw has a clue 4 us, it is a spiral fractolic signature true? You act and proceed trepidatiously B U, hues of doubt, confusion about, take avenues new, paths, with clout, confuses you obligating you to spruce off the residues of your hidden bravery, and whether you approve or disapprove, partake of booze and divorce thy self of primal fears, toss it, the fear like a cold corpse to the side of the fork in the road in the rears, and just relax, do it,  and experiment and try.

The only time you may be embolden doing something for the first time is sex. Only because it is fractal primal animal programming burned into you, no college degrees prerequisites necessitated, or due.

Otherwise,
Yes, you do as one without any inkling of any experience, walking in the dark, the dark that you fear. But, lo and behold, do a thing many times, and you grow in confidence, get cocky, yes, be it told bold, as you old, and at some point yawn, its now easy, expert U pretend 2  B. But, can't fool a real slider, can thee? The first time, you try sliding, well, you know.
BR, yes that boy relaxes, he's relaxed and slides into one of his sub-personalities in fractal time. Fractal time is billions, and billions of things U might pretend to call or label as years without end till they loop.



Some say that need is the mother of all invention. People complained that : The constant fear, and a life filled with unending wars, unending strife, filled with the impending gore brought on by the wars with robots, was all that they have known.That it, was time for that pervasive fear and disenchantment to be channeled into a proactive positive change in the balance of power, time for a change. The past millions and millions of years have been pot marked, tough times, tough like a hot broth, frothed by intense periods of confrontation, with the rise of the robotons alliances mechanical war offensive appliances, seeding mass destruction of human life, and hope for the future of peace had eroded, especially in the depressing Robot wars of the Gasmal 09000's, where human populations where being slaughtered to the point of obliteration in the billions.

Time had come for action. Time had come for the invention of humans that could not die, a fighter, who could fly in the sky, a soldier who could defend the world to the end, a defender of men, an army of one, the first of his kind, his name was Jack SawedOff.
Several thousand million years ago there existed a highly evolved parallel human civilizations who created the AFGEIZBO program. AFGEIZBO, stands for Advance Fatality Galactic Ecosystems Infestations Zozo Beaming Operations.
ZoZos, is an evolved projectional digital hologramfical cyborg, with dual wavelength brain emissions, part mentally human, that looked human with amazing super powers and the ability to reincarnate by self fractolic hyperbolian corporal regeneration. On his home planet of Aiokiteadi, he's a part of a top secret team of super soldiers.
Yet, today, he's on call serving on an alien bounty hunter task-force known as the D N festators! All manor of alien infestations they neutralize! Their job is to be on 24/7 call and ready to help government spaceships to investigate, observe, and restore law and order, in ships in inter galactic distress, by being beamed across the fractalic fabrics of nurosikata hyperbolican space time, to help eradicate infestations by alien intruders from other worlds who have managed to penetrate the ships security and overtaken them.
Today we find Jack Sawed off at work.
He is being beamed down into the bowels of this distant space cruiser addressed as, the Yeega-vell-he-yo-mo-so-ve-c, it was exploring," the bewaz how-few-na-key-an," planet and accidentally got wild Go-so-rovallies on board the ship!  
Go-so-rovallies, for these red monster snakes, One of life’s greatest joys is having a pet, but these creatures which are a kind of monstrous lizard snakeatoid beast with a body that can at will collapse and slide through a small crack to get to you in your sleep.
The Go-so-rovallies, has special serums, providing the killer snakeatoid unparalleled access and customization to its DNA so it can be instantaneously modified, by its numbers of physical, chemical and biological agents, resulting in mutations to flatten its shape to sneak in to disguise its self to capture its prey.  
It likes other creatures as pets to feast on them, to eat other creatures, brings so much happiness, companionship and enjoyment for them, so much so that we can’t imagine the carnivoracity mentality they have, even when you are armed and go hunting for them, they reproduce so fast, they're so numerous, only thing to do is shoot at them and run or die.




When a security team like the D N fest-tators are called to be beamed down to take care of an Alien infestation on a Space ship, it takes hours to reach them. Because of light beam molecular beamology operational processing and depending portal corridor accessibility, and on the spatial cross space distances. And from the time they called for help!
And,  in this case, they originally had forty crew members alive on board, but by the time the Zotocon soldier, Jack SawOff arrived, there were only three humans left. All the others had been eaten. He was beamed down in the safety of the captains small pilot room.
He molecularizes and visually materializes inside the blacken chamber of the ship, where he landed inside, lighting it up! Shock waves of color flashes of rotating blue and white blasts of crackling electricity is seen rotating, zooming, dancing, swinging violently sparkling in white hot electronic white and yellow, rotating around at super speeds, around and around, suddenly there in an instant appears a ball of white fog, and out of it steps the mechanized Zotocon soldier looking like a knight in shiny white armor, dressed in full battle gear equipped with heavy anti laser shielding of Acticahem armature, covering up his whole body! In his hand, he carries a Ah'thaho, a strange power weapon in his arms at the ready. Around his waist he wears a heavy duty waistband of black shiny giants nugget square shaped storage arsenals nodules,  laser type armaments and other military devices. His legs are extra large with shiny black boots that rise up to his thigh.  His upper, armor opens and one can see his face, he's a rough looking individual with deep sunken eyes sharp like an eagle. He has a handsome but cold strong face, that tells you he's one bad dude, cold boiled, no sense type of guy, who lets you know exactly what he thinks, if its on a need to know basis, with an ego a mile high, he runs, not walks, seeming enjoying and loving the unknown dangerous confrontations he is about to encounter! And all the challenges he is about to face. And why not, knowing he won't die, would put a potentially sizzling feeling of superiority in anybody stride.

We see through a red colored computer glasses readout eye visors worn  by the ZOZO jack sawed off, we are looking out at  three men in the space ships room, identified as the Captains bridge, the men, dressed as crewmen, are looking up into the face of the ZOZO, one, a man thin, muscular, long grey hair and a Tardak design ring around his neck, walks hesitantly towards him. he is dressed in commanders inter d uniforms and he opens his mouth and angrily  yells at him  .


What took you so long? What took you so long asked the angry impatient Captain of the stranded ship, as Jack materializes out of thin air.

The ZOTOCON, focuses on the man speaking, in the screen, odd beebs are heard as the blinking cursors initiates a image scan of identification programs, S.T.Y. [ ID ] images of ships captains located in this area of space and locates and stops on a picture of a man that has the same face as the man in front of him, IDENTIFICATION PROGRAM FLASHES THE WORD ID MATCH in white letters .The ZOZO speaks  ...

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Who are you, asked the Zotocon, Jack SawedOff?

THE ZOTOCON  VOICE IS LOUD, AUTHORITATIVE, AS HE LOOKS DOWN AT THE CAPTAIN, AND WALKS ONE STEP FORWARD IN A DOMINANT, MANNER ASSERTING HIS PRESENCE AND AUTHORITY!

I am Captain Rentor-si-alts, answers the Captain, pacing back and forth nervously with his hands on his hips, and looking angry as all hell. His small blue eyes staring out at him, he yells, I,  I called for help three hours ago, what took you so goddam long? you're too Goddam late! My crew's all dead. It's just us three left?

THE ZOTOCON TAKES ANOTHER STEP FORWARD STANDING IN FRONT OF THE CAPTAIN FACE TO FACE.

Captain, yells Jack, serious as a heart beat,  we can discuss that later, tell me what happened here and what's your current status, now?


Well, it all started a couple of days ago, we survey planets for the Lloansozeic Empirical corporation, we found this planet, its atmosphere was breathable so we reported it, and do what we always do, went down to investigate and map the dam place , our mission was simple, we'd been doing you know the basics you know, we perform the usual X-ray diffraction measurements on powered rocks, to determine what what minerals are present in the planets soils, and find out what signature minerals are in the different soil samples experiments.  
And, you know, we, we, of course collect Archeological data! Well, what do you know, while down on the planets surface,  we found this fabulous crazy looking forest, of all things, with all kinds of delicious fruits! We spotted an orchard of flowers with what sort of looked like blue berries and gathered them up to eat!  Ha, ha, ha, the men were laughing at the really weird looking plants in brite yellow, and blue, without suspicion, without a clue, that the sweet aromas emission emanating from the strange plants, the attractive colored flowers in full bloom, would cause our death soon! One of my men, . . . .
Sao, suddenly kneeling down in front of the weird plant and examining it, said to his buddy standing just a couple of yards away, hey come check this out Cadim,
When Cadim heard him, he turned and answered, Whats up dude,  Cadim asked turning around to see him pointing at some plants in the field.
Look, said Sao!
Dam freaky berries, Looks yummy, and right on time, he said patting his tummy, and exclaimed, boy am I hungry!
Year me too!
Said Cadim picking up several and tossing them one by one into his mouth.
Bite up Billy, exclaimed Mike to one of his buddies, everybody was in such good spirits. We tasted them!
Hmm exclaimed Mackilar, shit these berries, he said tilting his head admiringly at the tasty tidbits, he held in his hands, his eyes glued to it. Tasty! Tasty, he said talking with his mouth full, his words garbled and distorted, good. Gone take some back to the ship, he gestured lovingly, raising the pretty berry up to his lips, and giving it a kiss, and then, casually calmly smiling approvingly!

They're great, he exclaimed with enthusiasm!
Look at these over here, Amado said, surprised at the abundance of the delicious fruits all over the place.

Gosh, fired Die-boy, special crunches, never seen nothing like it, these boys taste good! He said savoring the alien berries!
Hey, Charmer, sure this is safe,
Yup, said Charmer,  the guy with the ecosystem planetary nutriment tracer, the blue screen, showed it had no poison in it, and was chock full of nutrients, although strange nutrients indeed, it nevertheless, registered it a safe for human consumption.


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Charmer, waved his detector up over his head, and nodding his head up and down meaning it was Ok, and yelled out saying its good to eat, like a power protein!
Brig look, said Marsking, amazed as they watched a large beautiful, yellow, and pick flower in the magical garden they were in rise up and its balloon shape yellow petal sprung upward and opened up to us! And a strong sweet intoxicating aroma filled the air, we couldn't resist.

We drew closer! We were like bumblebees being attracted to a flowers honey! Brig, the steersman, appeared to be mesmerized by it, and drew closer gazing into the center of the flower, which had series of tiny flowers shape like berries some red some blue all enticing, then suddenly something jumped out, one flew out and straight into his mouth, trying to get , to get down his throat.

Brig, was gagging.
Look at Brig, yelled Mooney, one of the men in the back who witnessed what had happened to him.
Holy crap, Brig.  
What is it, asked Mackilar, as he saw Brig fall back, gagging on something like a big fish with an alligator like tail. Something red and scaly, was sticking out of his mouth of Brig, wiggling all round. Brig, grabbed hold of it, he was desperately trying to pull it back out of his mouth. He tried, he pulled and pulled on its tail sticking out of his mouth,  but it was too slippery and it slid down his throat into his mouth.

The animal slid down his throat and just like that, was gone. He closed his mouth grabbed his throat and I never forget the look of shock on that poor mans face, it was something unbelievable, exclaimed the Captain shaking his head .
 
Oh my god, if you could have only seen his eyes, the look on his face, the pure look of fear and agony, to not know what it is, that just got into him. Inside him, he didn't know, no one knew . . . oh my lord,
His eyes were popping out of his head. He began shaking. Trembling at first, then shaking all over scared as hell! No one wants to be standing at the abyss of the struggle with oh oh, what now question. but he turned and looked at us and his face said it all, what now, what is it, what do I do? Whats is it?

The totality of the complexity of why, why, a place you don't want to be. You don't want to be in its pit without an answer!
And, and he, he, and he stumbled back clasping his chest tightly beating on it, before tumbling over and going into violent convulsions all over the ground in the field.

It was, it was dam sure, was dam sure scary Mary time, thats all I can say, said Mackilar in a disturbing depressed tone of voice!

Mackilar, was a good friend of his, he bent down and tried to comfort the man, saying you gone be fine, hang in. we got you. Mackilar turn to call the others, come you guys lets get him to the Doc. The shocked men, dropped every thing and jumped into action running towards him.
Shit can you believe this, exclaimed Raphy, he's jumping all round!
You would too if shit like that was inside you too, snapped Mackilar, in response.

Well, the men, A, picked him up, and immediately, that was their first mistake!

Because  they violated the most fundamental standard contaminations protocols, for a spacecraft, dealing with a potential incident that could introduce, and pose a threat, not just to him, but to the whole spaceship crew! These rules were disregarded!
Why?
Because the aroma of this flower was so powerful, and was influencing their ability to remember the protocols, and think logically, thus dooming them, for certain!
and B!

They brought him inside, yes they did! They took him inside the ship, and as they were heading straight for the Doctors centers and the emergency ward, something really, really strange started to happen. When!
When, they were taking him down the corridors, the strangest thing dam thing you ever saw, happened!



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There were like seven guys carrying him. Right, and suddenly on different parts of his body, what looked like little red animal legs with fingers started growing out of his flesh super fast. It was amazing how quick it all happened. The man, let me tell you, the guy, he, he had little protrusions growing out on the side of his head and arms, like little limbs.
He had, about six arms growing out of the flesh of each of his arms and his legs, and they were light reddish in color, and they turned into legs with real joints and seem to be getting bigger and stronger looking with each passing second.

And you know what?
These legs, these tiny legs that were growing out of him were getting bigger, and bigger, and they were looking like something you'd expect to see on tiny lizards, salamanders or something only bigger.

And you know what else, they were, they were alive and wiggling.

The men saw it but kept going, but now, on seeing this, instead of walking caring him, they knew seeing this legs thing, was very bad news, so they started running with him as fast a they could, down the long dark corridors of the ship that leads towards the Doc opts recovery room section, hoping that old Doc Edwards could help, but unbelievably something looking like, a kind of bubbling soap suds came oozing out, out around his neck, then out around his wrist, and around his legs. All of these limbs had six or more little legs growing out of them,
and there was a sound of a weird sizzling sound. As the bubbling chemicals, oozing out of the mans joints, suddenly cut through the flesh and bones of them and his head fell off, and the little legs on it ran away with his head to the far side of the corridor and disappeared in the dark!

Then, then his two arms fell off and acted like independent animals, and ran away and ran off too, in different directions! His legs jumped out of the hands of the men and ran off too to left!
Every body screamed bloody murder, we all were shocked it was unbelievable, we stopped, and Mackilar yelled out, Ok men, lets all, get the Doc, he'll know what this is all about, he said and then some of them decided to go after the run away body parts and shoot them.

Mackilar, said, Jerry, you guys come on with me, lets go get him, you guys go after him, come on, lets get his arms, and his legs and head and bring them back to the Doctor! To the two crewmen standing nearby, Flag and Dipstick, he yelled hey guys, get your weapons at the ready, whats going down ain't cool. This shit is dangerous! I  got your back, he yelled out to his friend in front of him, Flag listen he said,  I am gone radio, the Captain, said Mackilar cooly with un-nerving confidence, like he could handle this situation, but could he? Could anyone?

Mackilar, spoke quickly into the radio on his arm. Cap, Mackilar said, we got [ bleeping ] big problems! The Captain, who already, was now in the Doctors office telling the Doc, what had happen outside in the field, was expecting the man to be rushed into the emergency ward any second, but, instead he and the Captain came running down the corridors towards them. Apparently, they had watched the action unfolding in terror down in the corridors outside on the video surveillance cameras in the doctors office!

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The Doctor and the Captain, came running, told everyone to stay away from the  liquidish trails of white oozing bubbles foaming up on the floor of the grates on the ships floors, and thats when we had a real time, reality check big time, and realized were are all in big big trouble.

Well, that's when I as Captain, told everybody to shoot at first sigh! I meant it! I and everybody else on board, we all knew, this was gone be a bad sadass day. And we would be lucky to make it out of this nightmare alive.  
Then, " Ya, yaaaaaaa help help me yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,"out of nowhere, came a terrifying scream, it was a woman screaming her head off! By the sound of it, she was on the second level.

What was happening was, a female engineer, downstairs, addressed as Janis, saw this thing covered in what looked like boiling hot, oozing white bubbles, with flesh hanging off it. She didn't understand what she was looking at, but It was definitely what was brig's arm had turned into! It was his arm running with its red colored little legs! It ran across the floor of the room and jumped up on her and tried to get into her mouth, but she jumped away and ran screaming, but it ran after her and jumped her from behind, its skin fell away and out came this long reddish beast thing, it was horrifying! She screamed several times louder!
ya,yaaaaaaaaa helppppppppp help! We heard her yelling for help, and we ran to help her, lazerguns drawn.

The elevators were some distance away so we took a short cut down the ladders in the metals shaft way for engineers that led to the lower floors where she was screaming from.

By the time we got there, first thing we saw was her body in a pool of blood on the floor! Her neck was bitten out and blood was squirting out of her! Something took a bite out of her neck, and took off her nose killing her instantly.

Suddenly,
Oh no! Nooooooooooooooooo yaaaa ya. Nooooooooooooooooo! Stopppppppppppp stop! We heard other people screaming from the upper levels of the ship, so we doubled back and climbed back up the ladders and ran in the direction of the screams!



Then the screams stopped! We pressed the button to slide open the corridors massive metal doors. The doors opened and on the floor were three of our crew members, the horrible ripped up condition of their bodies, each with a big reptilian chunk bitten out of their necks by the evil vermilion blood colored apparition!


Besides the bodies on the floor, the room looked empty, but we knew different!  But we knew what ever it was, was right there hiding close by, yes, we couldn't see it! No! But, we could feel its eyes looking at us! It gave us the chills!

It was looking at us, then all of a sudden.


Ohhhh Nooooo Oh My Godddd, Ya yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, naaaaaaaa no!

Came other blood curling screams as other men were confronted too! It was terrible, horrible, what could we do, we were stricken with fear in here, with no way to hide.
It was so terrible we found five bodies, their necks bitten up and ripped out. Their eyes were wide open. The look of fear, blistered painfully across their faces. The silence was scary in the room.

" it is not for us to rush to demonize the killing enterprise of natures wise effective  slaughteras, doing what comes most natural to them, be they man or beast, or alien yeast, reprehensible to us, yes, but enjoyable to the killer propensity of these red monster participants, functioning in their firmaments dominions, oblivious to our opinions or oppositions, striven by cognitions submissions to our convictions as to what is right and what is wrong!, but be it said subjective head, what is right for one hunter, is wrong for the prey say? Or is it? The truth is often indistinguishable depending on who is the hunter and who is the prey? But, pray tell if you are alive both in the end will be dead anyway. So it was said in the beginning, so shall it be said in the end"

Help! Helpppp, ya, yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaa!


The Captain, was scared, his blue eyes wide were nervously darting left and right faster than light, the wrinkles in his forehead pronounced as he moved his eyebrows!  He was truly worried and looked it … His voice was incredibly froth with fear, as he spoke he would tremble at times . . . . moving here and there.  


There was no way, no way to change  . . . change the honest truth . .  .  name it what ever you like . . . it's all going to be over for us. This lethal beast won't go away. Die we will be today! We gone be dead the Captain said sadly, shaking his head. The captain, continued :
This thing was now hunting us and killing us off, doing us in by attrition, the thought alone of it was demoralizing us, reducing our numbers slowly but surely! One by one, one after another, the Captain said, his eyes looking down at his hands folded in front of him, his body language looked like a man beaten. He murmured sadly, then suddenly he raised his voice up in pitch encapsulating his over arching feeling of hopelessness   and yelled     . . .     we are doomed   . . .     doomed. Doomed to die! It will with no way to purge it or cleanse it from our ship it will eat us.

I had loss half my crew during the first fifteen minutes since my crewmen, Brig, came on board with that thing that jumped down his throat.
Events like these you can't see coming, I was taken completely by surprised by what happened. I was not prepared, nor could I have imagined anything like this happening to us, to my ship. I was totally stunned!


I told my crewmen, to stay together and head for the lunchroom, cause it was the closes space, we all could fit in it at the same time!
I explained to them what I thought was a good strategy, that was, we must have light pistols out, at the ready at all times and seal off the entrance so nothing else could get in!
Problem was, I had no way to see my surveillance cameras, for that, I would need to get back to my Captains quarters on the bridge, given the deadly situation on board, it would be a deadly risk to try it!

I asked for volunteers to attempt to reach my quarters with me, and I took, I took several men with me, and told the rest to stay there in the safety of the lunch room, and not to open the door!

And that I was going to make a run for it back to my quarters. I slowly nervously raised my hand up and pressed the button to slide the doors open to the corridor, and to my shock, there was at least thirty red lizards like things running towards the doorway trying to get in. We immediately started firing at them and blasted them all, then ran as fast as we could up the hallway towards my quarters, but we had to keep shooting as we ran, because there were tons more of them.


The halls, was literally crawling with them, so goddam many. I don't know looked like it was hundreds and hundreds!
They were on the floors, on the walls, slithering along on the ceilings, dangling from tubes in the ceiling! Never saw anything like it! It was amazing! I raised the light gun and let off some rounds ;
Za za za za  zaowwwwwww  zoom. . .Za za za za  zaowwwwwww  zoom. . .Za za za za  zaowwwwwww  zoom. . .

I must have shot off my gun so many times killing them it got red hot, in my hands, but only more appeared!

It was insane, one by one as we charged down the hall, one after another, the men got caught and killed! I could see them and heard them screaming in blood curling yells, that I  can still hear ringing loudly in my ears now! We did, make it in here by luck, but only Peter, my scanner man and Educe here, my co pilot, and second in command made it back alive to the Captains quarters with me, we immediately looked at the cameras, and when we saw the pictures of the lunchroom, the creatures were getting in by somehow turning into thin tape worms and sliding through the cracks in the openings of the ventilation ducks, and the guys were shooting them but the amount of them inside was unbelievable!  

Once inside they would re-inflate back to their original size and shape.
It was like a giant wet red colored ozzey bubbly stuff, an elastic mesh of organic molecules that was made out of many small empty spaces that can absorb some bodies blood like a sponge. It was incredible what I saw! It had "metamaterial properties, " and once it got is shape back, it would without hesitancy, open their big red jaws and keep attacking the men till they all were dead.  It was awful! It was a massacre! Terrible thing to see! their big teeth wow, so violent!



The last men we saw alive, was a friend of mine addressed as Booker, he had two light guns blasting shooting at them, spraying beams like their was no tomorrow, but several snakes caught him around his legs biting his groin and others bit into his arms bringing him to his bloody end. He kept firing till the end.
He was good man! They tore him up. Ate him alive!  We saw it with our own eyes. We watched it all on the monitors! It was horrifying, thats when I called for you. I hope to hell you got a plan, cause we sure in hell don't.
 

The Zozo, was seen seated listening attentively to the Captain as he told his story . . , without saying a word, he raises his right hand and a circular faint blue haze fog appears and he points at it with his finger, and draws letters on it, demonstrating a point . . . the words he writes, the letters appear fuzzy but, are readable white letters, it reads . . Plan A, Plan B and Plan C, then he waves his hand backwards and it all disappears , wiped clean, and  he turns and looks directly at the Captain and says ..  


Plans look good on paper Captain . . . . but in war, your enemy spits in your plans,  you need more.

The Captain, squints his eyes and scratches his head, then his chin, you can see he is very anxious and concentrating on the words of the man in front of him .. The room of the Captains bridge is  aglow with circular pale blue fractal nodes on the ceiling that is providing the illumination and in the background  one hears the sounds of blinking computer banks vertically mounted from floor to ceiling, on mode standing by in audio interface mode at the ready. The Captain . . . not understanding exactly what the Zozo Jack Sawed off, meant.  He, turns around and paces the floor with his hands folded behind his back and then turns and looks at him and asks hesitantly . .

What, exactly the hell you mean by, by  more? What more are you talking about, Zozo Jack, asked the Captain, with the look of  deep bewilderment and curiosity on his face, as he looked up into the eyes of the Zozo, Jack Sawed Off?

The Zozo puts his hands on his hips and looks at the Captain, then at the other two men standing in the room with the Captain, : Educe and Peter, and he says …

The long answer could take hours to explain, Jack said, the short answer is lets play a game, a game of death called winner takes all.  

Or in other words use technology called [ mobile intuitive morbidity know how ]
See captain, those things out side your door trying, desperately to get in to kill you, are playing a game.  .  . nothing more . .  The game is the same for natural born killers  . . Fear does many things it makes you strong. Fear makes you do wrong! Fear he said touching his heart tapping his chest, fear lives here in the heart of all things. The fear you have. They too have. Its thats their ancient reptilian prima brain, that they have, that stamps upon an overall view of all other live things as bad. Things that are strange that they think might harm them. So, to squelch that fear, they immediately without thinking choose to eliminate those things that are not like them. To kill them, and as verification that fear of you has been removed they feast on you and eat you up! Its quite simple really!

It relaxes them and the game ends, said the Zozo smiling.

See, Captain, killing is very natural to them, and thats what they evolved perfectly to do . . .
 
Then, the Zozo, turned, sat down and relaxed in the Captains chair, he said in a voice oozing with confidence  . .  Are you with me?


The Captain at first said nothing then he turned and looked at the other two men in the room , then looked back at Jack, and nodded his head,
We are, but just understand one thing. We gone be trusting in you to win this game for us thats why I called you.  Thats why let me ask you again whats your plan?

The Zozo stared at him, shook his head, looking annoyed, realizing these men in front of him would not be able to comprehend him, and said  in fast off handed way as if this is something that needs no explaining . .

Plans are drawn up to achieve victory, but in the chaos of war plans are the flaw, trust in the force to score and do more, with fortified mind like elastiscity prerequisitities.

Now, enough waisting of time. Please excuse me, out of my way! Got to get over there, said the Zozo Jack nodding his head toward the back center of the bridge.

He quickly walked side stepping pass the men, to the larger open area of the Captains bridge. There, he stopped and he waved his hand, on his arm he wore a fractalbox shaped blinking lighted device that made a fog appear in the air, out of which a computer like screen suddenly appeared.
The Zozo, spoke asking the computer for Fractal reality cosmic fabric time synchronizations . .


:  "Time, Icesshs-xas-logot-tooe 34."

A voice is heard coming from the black screen as the words flashed on the top section of the screen in tiny white letters . . .

:  "Time, Icesshs-xas-logot-tooe 34."

Time is now 1:09 pm :13 seconds pm answered the computer.

:  "Time, Icesshs-xas-logot-tooe 34."

Initiate trace, demanded the Zozo, on all non authorized personal lifeforms habituating space cruiser addressed as, the Yeega-vell-he-yo-mo-so-ve-c,  

Computer responded.

: Space cruiser addressed as, the Yeega-vell-he-yo-mo-so-ve-c, has  822 Go-so-rovallies life forms that are non authorized alien life forms, detected and addressed.

The Zozo, says on screen do  : show Go-so-rovallies locations on ship : screen topography view top down. . .

State and identify non personal life forms


Computer responded. Non personal life forms :
Title : Specie documented addressed numerically as : #7393836426000333637091, sector pavuoprima sector quadrant vet vector 6 : addressed as : wild Go-so-rovallies are on board the ship!
The Zozo demanded :
Go-so-rovallies on board the ship enhance explanation :  
Wild Go-so-rovallies on board the ship are  
Based on comparison of physical attributes, especially their DNA sequences, where available. All species habituating ship are classified as symbioses adherents preditorial,

Actions : behavioral actions : describe : the living together of two dissimilar organisms,

Given a "binomial based genus zoology" predator bio subplantationtransjuxtificational  domination :

Define demanded the Zozo Jack.
DEFINE : bio subplantationtransjuxtificational  domination,
DEFINITION ENHANCEMENT :
A natural specie ability where it goes through re-processing of the cell of other animals by a process of osmosis bio subplantation trans-juxtificational  domination, this natural ability allows them to penetrate your body, to live inside you and use your body as an incubator for their off spring to give birth, they in affect use you and you are turned you into temporary holder or egg for their young. Their babies will come out of your body. Come out of you!





The face of the Zozo lights up, on hearing what this type of specie can do, he is impressed and says talking to the Captain . .
What do you think Captain, asks the Zozo smiling, without looking at the captain?
Captain, this part of space your in, is loaded with these types of creatures. Nature is ingenious in Fractological diversity creativity don't you agree?

The Captain shakes his head no way don't care for diversity, hell no, specially the kind out to kill me ….
Spat back the Captain in response with a vindictive tone full of disdain and angst.

The Zozo spoke while tapping the air making signs in the air, he only understood, all the while he briefly explained about the alien life form on board his vessel.
This Creature you encountered on the planet,  has the ability to over take your body similar to the relationship between an infant and its mother in which the infant is dependent on the mother both physically and emotionally, but it alone derives benefit, and reinforces that by killing and eating you.
Your men didn't have a chance. Listen, heres, what I need you to do . . . . I want you to take the ship and put in a space jurisdictional orbit status. A hundred miles will do, asked the Captain? Sure . .Your anti gravity chambers they work too right, Captain?
Bet your life, why you ask?
Tell you later, replied Jack, in the mean time, take us off this goddam planet and in orbit now! How long will it take?
Five or ten minutes max, said the Captain. Good, that works for me . . replied the Zozo.


The Zozo continues drawing signatures in the air interfacing mentally, and audio wise and commands the computer.

Computer state origin source ;
Computer : origin source

Plant flower known as : Har-ivox-bon-vad-ag malady ; Original plant incubator classification donors currently habituating planet on planet 8.7 million known tracing on screen.

"Time, Icesshs-xas-logot-tooe 34."
TIME:  now 1:15 pm : and 26 seconds said the computer.

The Zozo, smiled, and put his finger to his lips, his eyes switched from the computer screen to the men in the room, he had an devious mischievous look on his face, as if knowing something no one else knew . .

Then he stepped way, way back . . . .  walking backwards several yards back quickly . . . . away from the computer screen, and he waved his hand and a two ton fat giant Hexapedes appeared before their eyes, with six legs, like a Dgon on the planet Haasd-pa-has minor. But this animal was white with long blondish hairs . . . addressed as a Bolongnasis!

It looked like an extra fat heavy hairy blond fish with giant multi fractal lips, and lots of hairy camel like lumps all over its body, it had a beautiful gold decorated red Mamdonian II, horned saddle on its back, to carry the Zozo, and its hairy blond hairy legs looked something like the legs of a horse only bigger but with the texture of a crocodile and covered with all sizes of white Fractal lumps nodes on it, and the Zozo, climbed up and mounted this Bolongnasis, and hit it on the head, urging it to run, to run toward the giant metal sliding doors of the bridge command and control center.





Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
 
  Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning!   I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在,我們看到你很快 !,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!




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« Reply #141 on: February 11, 2013, 09:10:58 PM »

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Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg






[ 1 ]

But they didn't want to open the doors, because that would let the red crazy killer beasts creatures inside, so before it got to the doors the Zozo using time flow technology, waved his hand, and he and the thing he was riding faded into thin air and went galloping right through the heavy metal doors like as if nothing was there..[/color][/i]

The captain watching this exclaimed . . Holy shit, holy shit, did you, did you see that, that sun of a dam man, that can, I don't believe it,  . . . . he's gone,
Where the hell did he go to, asked Peter opening his eyes wide and nervously yelling . . .  I don't believe what I just saw?

Then,  the other guy yelled out  . . . Look, the computer screen over here, Oh My God, look I see him, look said, Educe, pointing to them running on the screen! Come here he said, check this shit out . . . . he's just outside in the corridor! See for yourself!
See, said Educe, waving his hand for them to come see . . . he was wide eyed and excitedly pointing at the images on the screen. . . .

The Captain and Peter, ran over to watch the computer screen and stood there looking in amazement! The Captain shook his head! He couldn't understand what he was seeing!

But, what was transpiring was :


The Zozo's utilization of what is loosely called." Flowing," by those who are experts at it. Its official terminology, is a technology that employs, EEGFT, Emitter Elastic Gradient Fractolic Time differentialities manifestations. Emitter elastic time allows you to appear in and out of sync with real time and appear at will before or after a scheduled expected event horizon window.
The Zozo, charged and reappeared into the corridor full of red headed, hungry stampeding snake-like beasts, with big jaws wide open, and they immediately began following and chasing him full speed, as he galloped down the ships long curving corridors! He rode around the bend and they were on his tail, on the Bolongnasis legs, so the zozo, seeing he was being overwhelmed by them reached up and caught one jumping at him in the air, and grabbed it by the tail and swung it and slapped it hard up side the wall," wham, wham," killing it, then used its body like a long whip to beat off the other attacking beasts, "wham wham, wham," He beat them off, and kept charging forward, and all the monsters ran after him full speed!


TIME:  now 1:20 pm : and 06 seconds


Then he yelled out to the computer, command preterit dilations  recursive function  . . . time flow me back, 10 seconds, and just like that he faded  and wasn't there but a hundred and twenty feet back down the corridor, and the red monsters could not figure what happened, he disappeared in front of them , they ran and jumped to bite at him as he was fading, but he was gone, he faded away slowly, and they passed through him trying eat him, but alas, he indeed was flowing away, and they went sailing into a ghost trail of him, and pass through him and went crashing into the wall behind him breaking their open jaws and twisting their necks, many fell dead, or crippled, the others fell down, and were stunned, and confused! The meat they thought they had in their mouths disappeared!
The Zozo used his light blaster machine BOOM Zan zoooooo -BOOM Zan zoooooo killing hundred of them, the bodies exploding, their flesh into little fragments, into little splinters filling the air and flying in every direction . . . .
But now, The Zozo, knew this would really get then riled up and angry, so he turned the [ Bolongnasis ] he was riding, around and took a different direction, running down a different corridor, it didn't take long for the red monsters to catch on that he had tricked them, and they turned around and started chasing him again.

 He urged the Bolongnasis he was riding to go through the entrance to a black motor room chamber, not knowing hidden in the dark was energy mounting torn cable hanging down on the floor and the Bolongnasis, nor Jack didn't know about it, or see it and they tripped over it. Bringing them both crashing to the floor, where lying in wait for them, was dozens of hungry red headed beasts, with their mouths wide open, ready to devour them both! Jack rolled over three times and when he looked up, there was about twenty snaketoids flying at him!


TIME:  now 1:40 pm : and 16 seconds

Computer preterit  dilations  recursive function take me back 4 seconds : back. He disappeared slowly as the beast lounged biting into his body which was no longer there in stimulated time, then he reappears several feet back away from them and pulled out his light blaster and instead of shooting the creatures, and then realizing the bolongnasis was being attacked by hundreds of the red Go-so-rovallies, and was a goner for sure.      

He decided to jump on the opportunity to take advantage of its untimely demise, and thought why not cook it up, and proceeded to blast it with the laser.
Why? Frying it up thought Jack, turning into a hot dinner, would attract the attention of all the Go-so-rovallies! Suddenly, the loud sound of the lighter gun and brite yellow explosion of light, set the big beast of fire and charcoaled it nicely making it look like super large big giant juicey hamburger in seconds! It got fried alive, roared roarrrrrrr, and raised up in the air and violently danced around several times roaring, then fell backwards against the wall dead.
And the hot aroma of the burning meat smelled apparently delicious to them and they all came a running for dinner, Jack, waved his arms and levitated the two ton beast with all that meat using it as a lore, he used his tractor beam and got up and ran down the hall with the big ball of burning flesh behind him using it to temping them to come out of their hiding places and follow him, and sure enough, all the Go-so-rovallies, came running for a bite, behind him! He ran into the ships air lock chamber and so did hundreds and hundreds of the Go-so-rovallies till the the room was packed.

He let it fall next to the giant spaceships exit space door!

He sprung up to the ceiling and hung on to a pipe while the room filled up with hungry Go-so-rovallies, charging into eat the warm flesh of the cooked Bolongnasis meat! Now, Jack Sawed-off, thought he had them where he wanted them, he told the computer, to calculate and locate the Go-so-rovallies.

The computer screen appeared over him showing the chamber and a numeric read out and said  : Calculation and location!
All Go-so-rovallies #622 in total are now in air lock chamber. The rest are dead..

Excellent, Jack smiled, he used his time device to throw up a electrical screen to block the door way so they couldn't escape. Then he commanded the computer to shut the chambers back doors, to make sure not one of them could get out!
Then he commanded it and said  : in two minutes, to open the air lock to flush them red boys out. They are getting a little over heated, time to put them on ice for a spell..

Once outside, say space temperatures of 2.7 kelvin, should chill them out nicely!
They won't be causing you no more head aches, he said smiling. He spoke to the Captain over the radio. Captain, I am opening the air lock depressurization will occur in two minutes twenty-seconds, say good bye to your little friends! The game is over and quasi what we won, he exclaimed proudly smiling.  He smiled and braced himself to hang on to the pipes so he wouldn't be thrown out the door when the pressure got sucked out into space. Seams he did have a plan after all.

He watched from above, as the alien creatures, swarmed all over the hot smoky meat, of the dead Bolongnasis, beast, biting into it with glee, ripping it to shreds, enjoying them selves, then, all of sudden one of the creatures was climbing up behind him but he didn't know it. Jack felt a tongue licking his neck and quickly turned around, it was the dead head of Brig. Its had several legs and arms sticking out of the head, and the head opened his mouth to bite him. It wanted to take a chunk out of Jacks head, but Jack blinked, got away, quick,.but not quick enough! He moved several feet away but then . . .



It can't be thought jack to himself. He thought he felt it again . . Something like, something like licking his neck. He thought he felt the warm tongue licking his back of his neck.  I must be imagining it, but wait I felt it again something is on me, on my back!

I immediately looked around twisting my neck and head as much as possible. And holy crap, it was the head! Oh no, the head of the dead man Brig! The red headed monsters had taken him over, and now, and now it wanted me! What could I do it dead too!

I saw it!   The head, A dead head! Its goddam face awful! I saw this big decomposed head with its mouth open getting ready to bite my face off! It wasn't lawful! My time had come and gone . . .
I pulled away but its teeth sunk into my neck, the pain was excruciating, I was caught off guard off track, taken aback.
I was taken by surprised it happen so very fast. I don't know what to think.  I couldn't pull away fast enough, and my mind went all sudden woozy like, but due to the fact that I was precariously hanging high above the floor on the pipes, I just couldn't let go, even though my first thought was to jump down. I pulled away but, the head had little legs and hands, and held on to me tight!
I reached up and grabbed it by the ears and jammed its head up in between the pipes,  where it got stuck and couldn't move!

I glanced back down quickly and saw the other red creatures down below and they had the Bolongnasis and were ripping and gnawing on its burnt flesh and eating it up! Time was ticking away, so I grabbed the pipes as hard as I could, knowing the doors were going to open any second now, and I couldn't wait to see all of them get sucked out of the space exit chamber!

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But, but I don't know something, something had happen to me!  I felt funny . . I didn't feel right .  .  I think it was subliminal aura frequency manifestation or something . . I don't know . . .
I don't know what it was, . .  A kind of dizziness came over me . . . I was losing it  . . losing consciousness . . . falling into a subconscious stupor . . . .  and I felt a weird tingling around my neck like I was being choked, and somehow my mind, my mind, something in my, in my mind, it flashed in my head the picture of it . . . I remembered the first sight I got of Brigs big ugly head!

The first sight of his head, his head with no neck, just red legs with its long red fingers holding onto the pipes over my head getting ready to bite me. I got continuous flash back images of it, it was driving me crazy . . .
I remember it. The stench . . . I remember that, that badly decomposed head just inches from me, it eyes, were missing only holes in its head with blood dripping down!
How did it get there, so close, so close to me. It had an awful Oder to it .  Disgusting, fowl . . stench! It needed a cemetery bad!
I shook my head, but there was no escaping the smell of the dead head with the little hands!

How, what, oh, I don't know …but one good thing was, it made me think.
Made me realize, it dawned on me that being a Zozo, or not. I am still vulnerable, vulnerable to fear, and although I wasn't worried about being bitten or poisoned anything like that, the fact that it got to me, sneaked up to me, threw me mentally for a loop!
Makes me think back . . . back.
I remember a long time ago, I was working on another case. … and I was, oh I think.  year . . .  it was    I was  crossing the big A, you know . . . The unified field of compressionality Albinacle-vic-dal-vendalic fabric time shift frequency corridors!

Year  . . that part of space . . is weird zone if ever there was one . . . I remember now . . . year . . . and I was Sliding, and did a Flow and I don't know, but I had this go, you know , flashbacks of memories of some so and so . . . from some where I don't know, though it seemed like a dream . . . it wasn't mine, I was in side some body else time . .  .  and seeing what they lived and saw. . . it was  gateway to their minds door . . . it was whats known, it is what is known as a, as a subconscious mind slippage.

When you run across mind slippage areas of the parallel hybrid specie communicative intuitive phases of thought waves, they often emerge from space as a big massive thick conjugating wave that floods your ears making it ring loudly something like tinnitus,  signaling to you to  know its cosmic time, big time.  
Anyway . . I was driving drifting mentally . .  Drifting from someone, else  to someone else . . . but you get sucked. Sucked into it and are suddenly emerged in someone else's memories waves which although one thinks memories are opaquely private in space.
It is nevertheless an undulating iteration recursively phasicratransparent and knowable recursive phase frequency which if you are predisposed to bind with its modulational frequency, you can indeed understand the other persons coded memory bank frozen and drifting in fractal space time, as if those memories of another persons that happened along time ago are your own!

[ 3 ]

Parking there for an instant, and is dear say, an instant too long, because you start to hear. Hear stuff. Sounds and optical memory spatial echoes . . . things in the nuero perceptional depository memory algorithms frequency of another that happened in another lifetime, scary I'll say!
But, in my case, somehow by getting bitten, invoked a time fluid boundary regurgitation memory sequences in me without a clue, how this can be happening to you, you question your self knowing theres not an answer you will comprehend . . . so you just float in your mind space, and let your self go, calmly like I said just drive drifting along . .

But the fabric of space-time is. Is.  So wide and the sheer rivers of times colliding, cropping each other into a confusing mess marching to its own drummer of chaos bombarding space with its energy bobbing back and forth in the bowels of infinity, till some soul picks up on it,as a dream.
Undulating in its new environment, is disarming, jarring, frustrating, grating on the nerves of one . . and zones, oh my God zones …  Criss crossing can knockoff anybodies train of thought, and send one into an area of the mind of someone else, and indeed, that's what is happening to me now!
The aura of that guy that got killed, whats his name again oh year Brig, well his head fell off right, and got transformed in to one of the Alien creatures corporality physicality manifestations, but, true, but when he creeped up behind me, and, and bit me, I swear I felt something besides pain, when he bit me, it was a kind of sensation that, well, despite the horrible general aspect of him visually, mentally I sensed , well . . . despite the chemical break down of his face, and the hideousness of his flesh hanging off his face and skin, the decay, and awful decomposition of his cheeks, and greenish disgusting pallet of his skin, the horrendous yellowness of the long gone vacuous disappeared ghost of his whites of his eyes, looking at me.

Somehow I sensed the man. The human man, his displaced mentality aura discharge was, was still there. Somehow he was still viable inside it, not the animal he had become, was, somehow . . well this is going to sound crazy. I know this sounds crazy, but some where or part of Brigs soul was still alive!

I know it sounds crazy but when I close my eyes now, I see things in a different light, a different eyes set, conjugating implosion of a core mind, that are not parts of me, not part of my experiences, its although I am dreaming, in a dreamworld but of someone else's . . . Brigs dream world perhaps! I don't know . . .  I saw a beautiful woman, and I was crawling up along the her bed, and she was resting fast asleep, the bedsheets are soft and I was looking at her neck, and saw it in front of me, the thing was it me or the other kind of me or another me all together.

Its easy for me to see her skin on her neck, and I look and  I can see the pores in her skin on her neck, and as I get closer, and I keep walking getting closer, and closer, I see the little hairs on her neck, and I find that I am so close to her I can count them and to my shock, as I keep approaching her . . .  I see that the hairs are bigger than me, thats when I figure my body must be the size of an insect or something, because as you know when your dreaming most times you don't see your self, you can look and see others but not yourself for the most part, anyway I realize I am smaller, small getting smaller because as I am walking up on her neck like I said the neck hairs seem hundred of stories high, and notice holes in her skin . .  but these are not really holes but her natural skin pores . . . .
 I can count the pores in her skin, I seem to be getting better, and better sighted, I see that I am looking as though I had the eyes of a microscope, I seem to be getting smaller and I walk up to the edge of one of the pores in her skin and the pore has the size of a wide circle, a huge circumference like a cavern hundreds of feet in circumference, and I can kneel down and lean over and look down and over the edge of the pore in her skin, and, and . . . .

 and Oh My God, it so deep . . My god, it goes down for miles and miles. It goes down, down like an endless tunnel black, and I hears something, something like breathing and I feel a rush of air and the gush of wind picks me up man, and suddenly pushes over the edge . .
I am suddenly falling into the hole, down I am falling down  . . . its strange in here. Where ever this dark place I am falling into is, disarming, yes startling to say the least yes, disconcerting most certainly!
But then suddenly I wake up out of the few seconds of inter galactic subconsciousness stupor, its like a emerging out of a mesmerizing daydream slumber, as I feel the first loud shock wave of implosion, loud booming rush of the ships exit doors spring open, it takes a second to recombobulate my mind to real time and realize . .
Its time. its happening and I am in the airlock ship door spring back and, and monument implosion al rush of air pressure deflates out and hits you like a ton of bricks, the air lock doors have finally open .  I come to, and find myself straining to hold on to the pipes . . . so I don't go flying out the doors too like everything else . . , and I looked down and I see the all the alien creatures being sucked out in the space and I am struggling not to fall out too, but the pressure is just to much, I regained consciousness fully just in time, get my head together and yelled at the computer :
Computer  . .

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Preterit, dilations  recursive function seven-seconds ahead of time, and so I am able to immediately slip and flow forward in time and tell the computer in its time slot zone, to lock back the space exit doors!  it was a good move in just in time, time! time as the the power to heal. I watched, relieved, as the huge space exit doors slide back in place and heard the loud crunching sounds as it latched itself closed. Seeing it closed, change my my mind set, and my energy rised, and I am again calm and at peace  . . . I am back to my self now, feeling normal, but I will always remember that strange little mind detour, that ten second daydream that I took somehow out of insects book, but thats a story for another time.  






Back into the safety of the ship free of the creatures, Jack, radios and tells the Captain :  its safe now Cap!  I kicked them out!  I kicked them out into the freezer! All thats left is for the Robot janitors and cleaners to clean the place back up and bury the bodies in space. Thats it . . . . .till next time! Next time you visit a planet, watch out for the funny looking plants, they're bitch!
Case T2752-xbDs-p709, is now officially closed, said the Zozo Jack Sawed Off. But he decided to keep the head of the ships crewman, Brig, as a souvenir. Eventually he thought, he'd have to turn it over . . . . as required by the corporation . . . .  and let the companies scientists study it, when he gets back home, but he has no problem with that!

 Jack radioed the base back home to beam him back. The case is now closed. Infestation of Go-so-rovillies D N festated successfully! He activates his beam device controller, combobulates into a fog, full of lightening waves of electricity and implodes and is gone.




                                                                                   The case of the Goddrooomatt'ah

                                                                          Truth holding the mirror and the serpent is the winner.
     

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"The two types, the good, the  opposite, are differentiated by perceptions of concepts of the facts, where as, how much does it cost to make a penny? If it cost a dollar, in your earthy time money, than year, something is wrong, but wrong is an alledged state, requisititing burdens of proof, functionally debatable,  designated explicitly by whom, who has the right to dictate . . .  what is right and what is wrong song gone long has taught on a visit to distinction is faithfulness ending in leading to self determination, that the freedom and faithfulness of choice, to believe what one notices, and buys into as a truth of his own making, then that flavor of truth it shall be for that thee!
So it was said, in the beginning, so shall it be, said in the end."



Meanwhile  in another part of the uncharted moos'jthad din, galaxy . . .

The air is fresh and clean and its a great summer like day to be alive . . .  
Its" eehaga," or tuesday the sixteenth, A090024, around two thirty in the afternoon. it's just a beautiful day on the moon Shcfawasi, in the administrative district of Gaminu.

The big brite yellows suns are out left and right, and the air is full of folks enjoying themselves zooming around this beautiful afternoon, in their colorful, cool cooking sharpies Fractal shaped ships, drag racing,. darting back and forth and up and down, leaving white smoke trails , just above the ground, in the sky, thats what the kids do nowadays, soon as home schools are out. And on the ground,  in the background beside the zooming, whirling buzzing sounds of the kids playing in their spaceships,   you can also hear these high pitched sounds :  heeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-heeeeeeeeeee. coming from the hooogunboms, thats a kind of long hot dog shaped white hairy chicken, with eight legs, that people cherish and raise for their truly delicious tasting blue eggs and as food too!.

We see a parked Si'sihi va, a flying shiphome on a parking home facility station called palmalas  Veeeakdomea.  Inside a Si'sihi va, which is a kind of modular sleek swept back wing flying ship that people use both to fly and as a permanent residence to live in, we enter inside it, and hear the hum of quatrains beeping, it's a kind of computer booting up . . . As we enter what the kids call a cave, which is actually another name for a teenagers disorderly bedroom. There's a young kid inside, and we see the walls plastered with singing idols and loud colored freaky psychedelic posters plastered all over the walls with moons and different planets, and pictures of famous, Magawina Rings, and illuminated Fractal decors, all over the ceiling, are hanging down like funky moving stalactites that wiggle like live worms. . . then.

 we hear a really pleasant melodic ring tone like this ; bum baba bummmmm  binga bing . . . followed by the sudden appearance of a big white air circle around four feet in circumference, that pops down from the ceiling out of no where  and a video picture of this man, his father fades into view, then with a sad solemn look on his face he starts speaking to the boy .  . . . just in front of it, a young boy, a teenager, watches the man who is his dad, as the boy full of energy, playfully sits rocking back and forth and all around to music, as he gazes at it, he is seen seated haphazardly moving up and down on a white suspended fractal pillow in the air, parked just in front of the picture being transmitted to him. He watches  and listens carefully and as time goes on, we see the happy expression on the boys face disappeared, replaced by a look of stark horror, his eyes suddenly get wide and wider still, in disbelief of what he is now hearing.

He puts his hands up over his mouth as if shocked by something, he starts to tremble, shaking his head left and right!  Then . . it sinks in . Tears fill his eyes . . .   he understands . . . he seems to go in convulsions, acknowledging the fatality and gravity of this personal message he has just received.  He throws his head up, tightly closes his eyes as if in pain, covers his ears, hard as he can, opens his mouth, and screams :


Oh no! OMG  . . .  tell me this  . . . Oh no this can't be true . . . It Sucks. Sucky news, noooooooo, I . . . I can't believe it . .  it got . I cannot  . . Can't be! No, I refuse o  . . . Oh My God no, no oh nooooooooooooo .




[ 6 ]

Turns out, the lad screaming his head off emotionally, is a teenager dude, called Doubleboy, and is the younger son of a Guymiter scientist, and Space Pathogenicologist, named Doctor Heavenly. Doctor Heavenly has just got news about the death of his other son, Roy, a twenty-five year old,  wayward adventurous, Archeologist, and planetary grave robber, and treasure hunter who had died. And Roy, promised his dad, that, If, faced with a situation, and the realization of certain death, if, possible, he would sent him a final death notification video, to his father  telling him what happened and to bid him good bye and farewell.

So, his son Roy Royhamata, before dying did successfully managed to transmit the video to his father, Doctor Heavenly.  


 The father, Doctor Heavenly, coming from an advanced intellectual culture, called Guymiterods, whose fixation with reciprocal tribal vengeance without borders, advocates making war, getting even, and now he, bristling with anger, gets his ship ready to leave, and prepares to avenge his son's death, and bring back his body, his equipment and what ever valuable treasure his son had found. Although the father, did tell, the younger son, Doubleboy that his brother died, he refuses to allow him to see the video, or take him along to find his brothers killer, and extract vengeance as apart of his personal sensibilities, and grieving respect tradition.

A big argument ensues, when, Doubleboy, who is just seventeen, explodes in anger, as he tried to force his way onboard his fathers ship, and it is there, we see him standing boldly silhouetted in the doorway of his fathers ship, where the two confront each other in a heated detonation of verbal altercations. The boy screams at his father :



Why? You got a reason ?
Yes!
Why? Why the hell can't I go?
Cause I said so! I sent you a message to do what, to stay where?
To stay home with grand ma!
What, what you doing in my face then, what you doing in my ship? Dam you . . . .   What the hell are you doing here, BOY!
Poppa, wait. Wait listen listen . . . to me . . .    dam you too . . .  poppa listen! Poppa!. First, out of no where ; you drop a bomb on me. Telling me my brothers dead.
You got a right to know!
Sure . . .  year . . .  uh huh.    But poppa . . . . you know, and I know. If you know somebody killed him, it's our family bereavement duty, to pay homage to his memory, to respect him in death by tradition, and that all of us, not just you, not just you alone . . . .    are obligated to honor him by killing his killer, or die trying! That includes me doesn't it? . . Oh My God, Poppa please! Poppa let me come, cried Doubleboy pleading desperately to his father.  

No! Screams his dad : Goddam you son . . . NO,  and NO! Of all of the Goddam trips . . of all the times . . . .    think? This is not the trip to take you on! It's not for you. Not for boys!  He said angrily pointing, and wagging his finger at him as he stood the in the doorway.
Shit! Wait a second, who the hell you calling a boy! A boy! I ain't no boy! A boy willing to die, is not a boy! He's a man in my eyes … I ain't no boy, me I am a man!
Saying you're one, and being one, are two different things . . A boy, into the face of gore, . . .  into the face of the hot fiery frying pan of war . . . will fight or take flight? You.  Ha! Untested true? Nor I, nor you know what the hell you will do?
Poppa I will fight!
Year right! . .   Says who? Words? Words are all you are! Words walk. Will Power talks! You lay claim to neither! Go home! And stay with your grand mother yells the father.

The father, Doctor Heavenly, turns out, he is a bone head, a myopic proud greedy, money hungry old man, addicted to power, intelligent but stupid at the same time, difficult for him to distinguish between whats considered lawful and whats a crime. He came from a spartan intellectual culture, called Guymiterods, from the quadrant Secsiestufa! In a town called Eatrundi, where he grew up in despicable poverty.  His father Hagsoto Heavenly, was a butcher by trade by day and a robber by night.
He came from a family of thieves, the Heaven lies thieves, they were called. Forty in number in the family, spread out over thirteen worlds, grew up working in a butcher shop, handsome, a rich girl took him in, sent him to school, he became a brilliant mad Doctor, and flew the coop. Spent two years in jail for illegally doing experiments on people, putting wings on them to see if they could fly!
The fatherly Doctor Heavenly, had a name which was a misnomer, for Heavenly he was not. He had a bogie head or what is called a large head, he'd had it rough,  when he was a child, and in school. They use to tease him about it, but turns out that big head had a bigger brain that was strange and made him brilliant! He could understand machine code. Amazingly it was comprehensible to him, and so, although he was not much of a fighter, he could program machines to do the fighting for him, worked for the governments, gained awards, some fame, but like to keep his wealth of mental intelligence as well as his financial wealth low-key, despite his smarts, all the same as a father he sucked!
Doctor heavenly was a shrewd, devious Boizillian with a un-satiable hunger for doing research and bazaar experiments. Most often he was dressed in his favorite artier attire, which was a dark blue, white striped, south Boizillian, admiralty button down uniform, judges often wore. He wore a wide white collar around his neck, and combs his hair back in samanuki style which was short on the sides, and three feet long in the back. He shaved his face every day, except for his," Nuhooni," which was culturally customary as member of the group of Dagarians club, which he belonged too wore, which was long hairs growing out from the bottom of the chin which he would not cut, but let dangle a foot long onto his chest. Doctor Heavenly, has his hidden reasons for thinking what he does. He pretended not to pay any attention to his screaming pissed off son, Doubleboy, whose going bonkers, standing right in front of him.

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As he  turns his back on him and continues loading stuff, along side his robot slave, a certified Ro0ci5, that he named Trunk. Trunk, he demanded, bring that stuff over there, and put it here, to the far wall over there see, he yelled pointing to the right far wall in dark of the corridor, illuminated with blue lights, going towards the hibernation chambers, in the back compartment section of the ship!

Yes my mind,


answered Trunk, one of three robot slaves on board. The other two were called Gutter and Mondocka! The Ro0ci5's were built to look like a person, but with extreme strength, and ran on a modified program concocted by his master, Doctor Heavenly.
Doulbleboy, stood there shaking his head, contemplating bitterly his fathers refusal to let him come aboard, his emotions reaching the boiling point, suddenly he yells out defiantly to his  father . . .


NO! I will not go home!

yelled the youth. With the weight, and the finality of one who is in power, but he was not, . . nevertheless . . . the youth as youth often do, he went ballistic, but ballistic in the eyes of one, is calm to another, any learned breeder can so attest, comportment in how one conducts himself in a heated argument, and  angry outbursts; where one loses his head and his composure, displays at that time, the quality of his or her breeding or lack of it coming out of their mind.
He was his fathers boy, after all, and acted like it at all times!

Doubleboy he got so angry as to tell his dad No!  . . . He crossed and went to the titanic point and crossed the line of no return, by telling his father defiantly no!  Where else could he go? . . .  He painted his self in a box that authority rocks. From the stand point of hierarchy he had none. No one lower than he. He, a lanky teenager with pimples, but, full of irrational exuberance be, over active testosterones you could see, is all he could display, but his father no no no . . . .   in no way, he would not sway!


Dag, can't you see I am worthy?  I am young but shit so what? Worthy a lot of dudes are not, but I am. Ready I am to be put about, test me dammit! Ready . . If I gotta face my brothers killer face to face. Shucks check you out man, preparing your ship, stocking it up,  I saw the weapons you got ! To you avenge Roys killer is a triller, hech, you don't think I feel the same! Shit! I ain't scared! I ain't scared by you I am reared . . I am bad as can  . . . be trust me . .  Vengeance , is not the same for me? Roy, he my blood too . . Is what I ask of you equality too? Deny me you? To fight my brothers killer with all my might, eye to eye? Is that too freaking much to ask?
Listen poppa, in the frying pan of war, your boy will fight or die trying. Grant me my wish my father?


NO!

Dam, thought Doubleboy feeling dissed big time, man shit! Dam . . I don't have time for this . . . said the father to him. Doubleboy thought, The way he said it to me Goddam, Doubleboy thought. Like he didn't give shit! Really pissed me off man!

Shit, might as well let it all hang out  I said to him . . . the real deal is you don't got time for me! Not, not now, not in the past. Not never! Some fathers are close with their sons, shit I was not lucky that way. You don't really give a dam  . .    We ain't close. My mom died when I was three and you split, year tell it like it is! You, ain't got time for me. Year you send money. Money ain't love! But that's what it is, what it is, that's where you . . . where you failed us.
Both me and Roy!  Shit man, you, you thanks to sciences you two hundred years old, but with a forty year old body, and a shark sharp brain, you ain't insane, tough love, you could of give . . .  least, you could do, is pick a phone, call home. Say hello to me . .    you gotta throw your responsibilities onto some stupid ass robot to raise me and Roy? Shit, no dam Robot can't raise no kids, draw the line, you got a pen! Poppa you told to us to speak the truth, thats what I am doing.

Roy raised me, No [ BLEEPING ] robot raised me! SHIT ROY, he was there, so year, he's dam special to me, my blood, he was home when you were not.  So our relationship ain't that cool poppa, but I love you, you know what I'm saying. I respect you. But my brother, in a way was my mother and father, cause you as a dad was never home! You be flying all around the Goddam universe. Year, you. You can pretend that you're not listening, but you got ears! What good is a dad that's never home?
Even if he always flying a billion light years away? He could call his son, once in a while . .   Couldn't he?
My mom, year she passed away, but where were you?


"Working,"

snapped back his father, shocked and surprised at the boys tone, and arrogance and knife tipped tongue lashing, which he certainly did not expect!
"Working," is not good enough,  . . . Poppa whispered Doubleboy to his dad! You never are round dude . . . . To see you smile I got to pull out an old freaking picture! My brother Roy was a good man. He, is who was there for me, raised me, he and grandma, good times he was there, and when times were sucking! He was there! You were never around. So we were never that close . .  .
I said, I was working, repeated his father casting his eyes to the floor, and making believe he was paying more attention to picking up boxes, moving the supplies rather than dare  look his son in the eyes.
Working is not good enough! Repeated Doubleboy in a wily whisper with the cutting tone of a swinging sword, slicing through the air and finding its mark!


And so that afternoon, said the father to the son . . . NO! But, oh, in the end the fathers son won. Yes, the boy was no toy, grown he in spirit he had much, hair on his crutch, spoke bad like man to his dad, impact he had, he shouted away, double checked his dad Doubleboy had! The father was the father, but not really . . . but there comes a time when a boy transforms into a man and so the young mans defiant, determined keener, demeanor, honesty and youthful naiveté, made the father tilt . .

[ 8 ]

what made him topple over? And say yes was the beauty in the red dress. His girl friend, his constant traveling companion, a mysterious mistress he called Arxqueda Bliss.  Arxqueda in the ancient Boizillian language, means Miss! Her full name was : Arxqueda Sonorjeena Bliss! We see her, dressed in an enchantingly cool red evening gown, with beautiful, fractal floral designed red-ruffles, with a long tipped sleeves pointing down to the ground, and over her ample chest, a white silky shafon peekaboo scarf covering her. She is oz-somely full bosomed, with a pronounced womanly shape, and knows she is gorgeous to look at too! She's got the old man rapped tight around her finger! On the surface she is beautiful, a person thats also out spoken and quick witted, and prone to burst into loud laughter at the slightest funny joke dropped! On the serious side, she comes equipped with not just beauty, but a head on her shoulders endowed with an intelligence the likes of which, one better take care! Although she pretends to be, no more than the ships nurse, she can be anything! Gold diggers can be what ever they pretend to be, formidable, they really are really!

It was she, yes the beauty checking out the surveillance camera systems, who watched the father and his young son get into a brawl. A hot yelling match! And it was she, who came to the boys rescue, and approached the father from behind, and sliding her hand up and down on his shoulders, rubbed them slowly calming the old mans temper, and kissed him on his cheek. And whispered something in his ears, so the boy couldn't hear. She whispered in her soft slow sexy south Boizillian accent  :


I  . . .   I was a gazer of the heavens, . . .  heavenly!
Heaven  . .   sent you to me!
On all of us as a people, Our parents leave a mark, that'll last forever . . you are not a stranger here, no secrets are better, in your sons life, no moment is more pivotal than what you do, or say to your son now, allow him to come and allow him to be tested as a man. Or destroy your seed, that has fallen from your trunk, leave him a sissy be, its up to you.
Show me you come from heaven, my darling heavenly!



So it was . .   it was . . .  the consequences of the meanings in the words spoken to him by the woman in the red dress, that made him say yes!

But he, to save face, put terms on that, " yes," feeling the eyes of his son on him, pretending to still be mad, lashed out, turned and spun around and walked over to a near by table, paused, looked at it then suddenly, raised his fist up in the air and slammed it down," boom ." apparently to make his point, as he turned his face, staring a penetrating vicious glare into the eyes of his son, and yelling out loud and angrily :

You come, you can, but he said :
Falter, you better not!
Run away?
Don't even think about it.
You  . . .  under the microscope mine, you will be!
Watch'id you me!
If, If things on this trip get rough, don't give up or give in!  
Don't follow your wild impulses . . .    ask me first …
It is I, who has  the experience, not you boy! Take my advice and live to see another day! Son, do you agree with me?


Poppa trust I do, and yes I agree . . I will do as you say . .  we will avenge my brother this day . .
 I said with a serious face, and meaning ever word I said to him.  He told me to hurry, I had better get ready, because in two hours we would take off! Gosh, man ," wow," I thought to my self  .  .  .  I breathed in hard! And for the first time in my life  . . . I felt good and important, I was enthusiastically upbeat, and I could feel these good feeling, type sensations, rush and ripple through my chest and my heart ! I was so happy!

I felt like one of those swashbuckling rebel dudes! All in the span of second, I went from angry, sad to a super glad dude! It was incredible! It was oz some! I was all smiles,
the drum roll of good feelings and excitement was hard to contain in me! I was on fire!   . . I could feel my heart beating in my chest! I was high on life and man oh man did it feel good! Shucks I was on a mission, a real one, on my Poppas ship.
It was a good feeling! It was hard to explain!
Any way, My poppas woman, she looked at me, and I got floored when she walked across the floor and came up to me and smiled, looked me in the eyes and said :


Congrat brat, welcome a board!

She put out her hand, palms up for me to kiss it as is our custom, which I did nervously, and said :

Thanks!


Thanks, thats what I told her gratefully! All the while looking at, and blinking at the size of her boobs, which because she was taller than me, were at my eye level, after looking at it, It hypnotized me, but they say to keep your eye on the prize,  .  .   .  but then, I realize I was!
I had to tear my eyes away,
finally I looked her in her eyes, and smiled! Then returning to reality,  .   .   . I quickly said, "I 'll be back, I am gonna run home, get my clothes and things and I will right back in a flash!"


You better hurry or I'll worry,

she murmured.

Man, my pops got quite a woman, dat . . .woman is hot! Anyway, I beat it out of the there one, two, three, jumped in my Sharpie, started the motor, flew home, got some my things and said bye to my Grand ma, and just then my pal , and next door neighbor Shawhook, dropped in!  

I ran it by him, what was happening, and since he was a good friend with me and my brother, he naturally want to come along too!
Shawhook was the same size as me, and I am only eight feet four inches, my poppa is only twelve.
Any way shawhook, is a cool looking dude built, with a wild look, lots crazy blue white long hair, good looks, blue eyes, and always smiling! He loves to wear his computerized data enhanced pulp visors!
why, I don't know? To me, implants in my opinion are far cooler! Better, I think, but to each his own!
He's a Dude, check him out ha, ha,  ha!   .  .   . He got funny deep baritone voice that makes the walls shake!
" To-pa-cha-whaycha-wet-wet," year he's right on,  He's my Boy! We get along great, so year, I knew him coming along would make this trip the joint, and a whole lot easier for me..
I would sleep easier this night  with him here! He and I , we grew up together and all! Besides, he, oh wow! The dude, He knows a lot of stuff, man, no joke!  . .   He was a Girequibrilibrock level 3, then " Iced,"  so you know he's bad!

Girequibrilibrock dudes, can operate inside a Suoit, a Suoit is what we call operating a giant militarized robot from the inside!

He got the smarts to operate a bunch of Suoits  .  .  I only know a little bit about operating them from stolen tutorials I took from my pops!  
We don't got none at home, but on Poppas mother ship, the [ companies ship, tanker hauler called the lluwoozna'omita 10-4848
   they got some, and I know thats where he's gone head first to let the company he works for, know what he want to do! Any way, . .    
 
[9]
being that he was a soldier too,  I knew my Poppa knew him so I figure why not bring along. He ran home. Got his belonging some of cool tech jazz, came back and together we took my sharpie, zoomed back to my Poppas ship! My dad said nothing, Thank god, . . .woo brother,  . . .   I for a minute, I thought he might make a big stink about it, but he was cool, and told, Trunk to accommodate us in the upstairs quarters! The rooms were cool big comfy, know what I mean bean! We dropped our stuff down, relaxed and chilled!
Trunk showed me the security doors combination codes, what cameras, I was authorized to look at, where the bathroom was, and we were all set, bet on that! We were cool! Year like
" To-pa-cha-whaycha-wet-wet," year babeeeeeeeee!




He and I immediately broke up in laughter, joked around, put on some music, and felt at home in my new home, and since
Shawhook was a good pal and just eighteen, only a year older than me! We got along just fine  . . .
Soon, we blasted off and just like I figured headed for poppas mother ship, the giant space tanker, the lluwoozna'omita 10-4848! That bitch was two miles and half long, a mile wide and just as deep creep! And looked like  [ fractalized sick egg carton on steroids, with a bad cold in the dead of winter man, that sucker was cool! ] They used it to mine precious minerals and ores from different planets all over the place. Talk about tech wreck, Oh My Lord baby was bad! She could space jump, time spiral, time breach turbo too!

Check-her out, WOW! She was a bad ass! she could do all kind of shit! And in a minute, I would be inside that babies belly, now you know I was smoking! We slowed down and it opened up, and we flew in glided by a tractor hafu'fu beam it was as cool as being driven in a private chauffeured solid gold fractal limousine baby!
And, you know it, we docked safely inside, it was, oh man so oz-some! We got the chills looking at the size of the things inside : super giant machines and digger machines the size of buildings walking around like if it was nothing. If they walked on you by mistake, you could kiss your ass good bye,  .  .  .  tell you that much! We stayed in our rooms, but after a while got authorization to step out on to the tarmac! It was crowded with live workers and robot workers, lighted thought globes, and some strange things walking around we didn't know what the hell they were!

And Damm we saw, strange vessels from all over the galaxy! God dam, we met up with some Dam strange looking dudes  . . . all kind of all colors   .  .  .  some with four arms and big as a Marcha-homba, wow!  It was totally a
" To-pa-cha-whaycha-wet-wet experience, man, tell you that much , Wow oh Wow!"

I got to meet some of the crew, some spoke my language, but for the most part they didn't! I could use my, om3 implant, to get a automatic real time translator, and what these guys were saying, man, let me tell ya, these jogs were rough, rebel, hoods slumlords, ready to fight you just for looking at them. One pink dude, with one eye, tall and fat as a house wanted to provoke a fight, asked :




[ 10]
" Hey you  . . . do do . . .    What you sissy's do do doing here?"


Me, I wanted my teeth so I chilled and me and my buddy, Shawhook, walked away! They laughed at us, but its all right : I knew we we're out of our comfort zone! And a man has to know to pick his fights! Anyway, poppa radio-d me :

Doubleboy : get back on board!


I  was anxious, to see the video, of my brother, but poppa said afterwards! After we had dinner, and he had an opportunity to speak with the ships Captain. A man named Tu-Atacka Mush.

[11 ]


The Corporation was in charge of the Galsombota district Guardians! The Galsombota district guardians, where in turn, in charge of the Military, and the military was in turn, in charge of the ships, both passenger, scientific, and Industrial contractors, and all the designated Captains working the quadrant, were under their domain. And the captain Tu-Atacka Mush., was in charge of what?  Is it a ship no, what the money hungry corporations called the  Ba'girmadogana
ships, the captains ship,  a tanker hauler called lluwoozna'omita 10-4848
was a floating killer domination factory! Thats the ship he was in charge of!

A giant floating flying machine, carrying a million machines to gobble up a planet! It was a hauler of mountains of planetary acquisitions, be they people, fuels, oils, ores visigolinda, and other extremely valuable resources that can be exported back to the home world.

  So it was the story goes, and an old as time story too, the space explorers characters slowly assemble on it, the broad stratum spectrum of things were taking form to reveal the days fate in less space. The specter specro ocularity of the power of galactic wealth seekers search for resources is impressive and the array of diverse perpetual applications utilized for achieving those ends, are interesting examinations on how the powers that be hidden from view, control, manipulate, the distribution of resources in any uncharted region, can be stolen boldly, when and once the planets inhabitants can be either neutralized, seduced, bribed or silenced.


 "Greed is the invention, and in its name : honorable men depend on to be anesthetized to the evils done in its name to enrich themselves at the expense of others."

Additionally : whether on your planet or off, bigger thought pre-thought processes are in play the gene way, without you consciously conceptually being privy!



" Greed analysis polling increase in data quantity results in improved data quality variants of branches to forecast, with a 70% probability rate, using billions of data points, what is the likelihood that a embedded greed code in you, relevance to a degree of accuracy, to an extent is powerfully frighteningly prevalent in all organic species and device derivatives! A predator like a vicious hungry Lion, about to eat you, the Lion has aright to eat an inferior, or a big Huokhaphita monstrous red beast on the Magoona moon, or a rebellious auto sentient robot, laying in wait to self replicate, all share the atoms of this trait core! But this trait likes to stay we debate, in the Darkside emergency element of the storage chamber of the brain , processor, and pretend it is something else than what it really is, a primal gene data point characteristic!
The organic, hypnotizing it self to believe a lie : " I am not greedy," and stark disparities exist, but are surmounted embracing computer algorithms to use, tabulate, dataterize them into the best hypothesis to problem resolute them, and conceptually categorize them as to why a person is : " Greedy," is based in genes survival algorithms recommendations. But, almost always denied, by the sentient conscious units questioned, whether on Earth, or in Space, not in a hurry or in haste, so long as the gene self propagates its race so shall it be based!"



The Corporation or Ba'girmadogana, was a evil constituency composed of holy than thou club members royals,  a causality of greed evolves them to believe they had a right to  god like over viewer status, but whose members lives are for the most part concealed in impenetrable secrecy oblivion. But, they created historical uncertainty, and their purpose was to maintain and affirm that this dimension's origin, this age, these royals, are parents of all, and the inexorable king of all within the Ba'girmadogana Empire, and allegiance to its decrees are irrevocable, unalterable. THE great obscurity and uncertainty in which the history of  Ba'girmadogana Empire, is involved, affords us very little information; and even renders that little, inaccurate and precariously limited to belonging to The Ba'girmadogana royals . . .  They relinquish a paucity of information's to the dimensions inhabitants, who appear to exist solely  for their plunderments, and to engage in puerile information seeking by mere mortals would mean death!

During the a200019s the Ba'girmadogana government corporation council adopted an ultra-galactic militancy with preview to greatly expand their space territorial dominance! To that end, they ordered their Empirical robot self replication work force, to put in the pipeline space traveling appellations conceived to overwhelm by force all inhabiting the dimension they had their greedy eyes on.
Within the context of SGPT, The greater space governments peace occupation treaty, Ba'girmadogana government corporation council, withdrew, renounced treaty obligations and entered into militaristic framework, fabricating  Imperial Ba'girmadogana sub-light traveling hyper-ships and began their design of the new Fractalic Nuggetazation of heavy battleships, intentionally disguising them as ships for industrial usages.



Doctor Heavenly is one of several [ Medical Herundos ] as doctors are called on board, or ship doctors. Each,  Medical Herundo functioning in the capacity of their specialty on the great ship,  the mighty tanker hauler called lluwoozna'omita 10-4848!
It was a vast and impressive feet of engineering, that was both highly fractally decorated and highly formulated to disguise it self, from the Hethunta or front of a ships bow to the end or stern and was   . . .  13,210 feet  long approximately ,without including the long white elastic stick like looking hyper magnetic thruster antennas sticking out, and the designers virtuosos, included a ships width, measuring across more than a mile wide, and more than a mile deep, and it looked like a sleek shiny flying egg carton, with a giant white, V shaped inclined curved structure on the top back section, next to the tail, shaped like a giant round Fractal Elipsilsoidal donut thrusters, which could tilt, rotate 90º degrees to facilitate spontaneous adjustments in bubble expansion of space used in sub-light warp accelerations!
This drive enabled it to perform space jumps, space-time spirals expansions, time breaching technologies, Which not only gave the ability to traverse space quickly but, one of many exotic side effects would allow those on board to age slower than one not on board!

Design wise, a long black line was painted on the side of the ship. It was twelve hundred feet wide, and extended from the front to the back where the big guns, or as they are called the Homalockas, which were hyper Huskee gravity oscillators, integrity beams which when targeted could pull, push, and shake to smithereens the structural construction of an enemies ship blowing it up in a big bang fire works display! They had four Homalockas beam guns on the front of the ship, four in the stern and ten on each side!
so the vessels were designed to be capable of engaging multiple enemy battleships at the same time!

The thing was so cleverly designed, it was what it looked like, and at the same time it was a battle ship! They made it to look like industrial metal cranes sticking out the sides of the ship, complete with tandem shovels, hooks and all, to look like they are used to hoist supplies in the ship hull compartments!
All this deception, designing was so to an adversary eyes, especially one with long distance cameras zooming technology, this ship would give the impression that it was a hauler of mining dirt, garbage, and mineral scavenger retrieving space debris, which it was, and that it was by no means a threat! The white hull was tapered, inclined at 87º degrees and within its strong Bawaquexist, or  hybrid derivatives similar to , nano carbon tubed composites walls strong enough withstand, a powerful bombardment of a direct hit!

A direct hit, which was not likely due to its time tested shields, which were originally developed to protect them against incoming fast moving asteroids fields, by repulsing them! Behind these massively strong walls, it was there, that area was providing shelter to the thousand or so, manned organics, and the 30 thousand auto-tons Robot fleet workers, and hybrid clones organic angularity beings, along with helpers devices, strainers, sorters!

 
And all the others on board that make up the immense crew needed to make this ship function! And this infra structure was designed in such a way to be divided by bulkheads and twenty decks, interfacing with macro elevator shoots, fire suppression emergency alert systems, recycle maintenance chambers, medic ops emergency, robot factory repairs, food, replication supply and domed farming agriculture decks dedicated to growing vegetables, ventilation shafts, The X-ray and Cryogenic Facility  and of course the off hands, Sesa'gadivoytron section, which was where the nuclear  source dampers for artificial gravity was housed to distribute it seamlessly throughout the structure, so effortlessly, one would swear, one could breathe and walk around and feel quite normal, just like one was outside on the home world. It even had a perfumed smell similar to pine!

Bulkheads are compartments which ran across the ship from side to side on the Fielkan, or main sub passenger crew deck, creating isolated areas, atriums,  autotoriums for fight games between robot boxers, for libraries, meeting rooms, while decks are analogous to the floors of a house, only this house had a couple decks like. " the poop deck," which was notorious! And worse of all, the place you'd never want to go, or be seen dead in, was :
deep in the bowels of the ship, was a hated Dungeon, called." Poppas Dead Crack!" So one had better follow the Captain Tu-Atacka Mush, orders, if he or she didn't want to wind up in that dingy Dungeon of " Poppas Dead Crack," with Bongybobbas, or the giant space animals, the size of buildings, some of which pass stinky gases, that could with only one sniff, knock you for loop, and knock the hell out of you at the same time, and possibly making you go insane! A lot of guys went in for minor infractions, but when they came out, they were never quite the same afterwards!


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The Doctor receives what is called a." Zap," or a Fabris ledlight flash, signaling an incoming transmission, he acknowledges it, and with a deep strained authoritative, yet solemn voice, on the other end begins to speak! :  It is Captain Tu-Atacka mush!

:  Star high star! Star high star! Announces, loudly the Captain Tu-Atacka mush! Giving dutifully the obligatory two fingered hand honor salute, slapping his hand hard up against his chest at a forty five degree angle, over the heart, with his fingers, two of which are sticking out forming the letter ,"U," signifying the holy trinity of the three  U's, meaning these words,   .   .   .  Units, United, Universe of high stars.    .    .    .

Doctor Heavenly, the Captain  Tu-Atacka mush said, in and authoritative tone of respect : permit me to extend, extend my condolences to you, and your family, I heard about your loss.


 

Yes, thanks, I truly appreciate it  .  . I am grieving for my son Roy .   .    .     Roy Royhamata.   To have passed away so young he is just a kid!


How hold was he?

Barely Twenty-five years old.

Really that is way, way, way to young to die! He was but, just a young man your son. I am sorry!

Thank you again! He had his whole life ahead of him. I will miss Roy, greatly, for he was a good archeologist .. And decent person and a very fine son.
Well, how are you doing other wise, funeral arrangements or was he lost in space?

Well, Captain Tu-Atacka mush, that's why I wanted to converse with you in private ..  Some years ago when you got sick, If you remember .  .  . I intervened and thanks to some of my unorthodox  procedures, you recovered quite well, well hum  . . er .  .  hum  . . Captain, well I need a favor of you now.
Roy, my boy, You see he got lost on a hostile planet full of violent barbarians! I need to try to locate his body and bring it back for proper burial, if at all possible and to retrieve his belonging and equipment!
It's important to our family!
I need to borrow an empirical launch carrier


An empirical carrier?   Repeated the captain surprised by the size of ship he requested?

Yes, with hoods accompaniment for me and my crew, to go and retrieve his body and his equipment.
I know and realize it is much to ask, I know, but my personal ship . . well, I flew it here and it is in the ships bay, but my ship is small and I have only modest weaponry, understand?  So, if you could see your way to allow me this favor, I will be eternally in your gratitude Captain!


You asking me to turn over to you, to borrow one of my carriers? You need a carrier, my good sir, that's a lot of military hardware.
Yes,  well I want to come back in one piece  .  .  .  and need to be able to exercise our bereavement duties, and avenge my boys murders. But understand me    .   .  .  It is dangerous place, other wise I would bother you and would employ my own small vessel Captain.  Star high star!


The captain turned pensive, walked around in a circle, went over to the holy scent wall, bowed his head respectfully slightly, and inhaled some fragrances to de-leverage the thought and stress of this request, than relented, and turned to him and said :
Very well, you got the ship but I will dock you for #1 fuel and #2 any damages if you incur any, fair enough?

Yes, yes, of course and Thank you so much!

Whose going to pilot it?

I have two small hoods I customized with data points in military aeronautics specialties for permutations of any sort!
How long will you need it Doctor heavenly?
Hopeful a day or two I am not sure, honestly!
Well, so be it, Doctor, and I hope to help you relieve your sons restless spirit, and make his killer atone!

So wish I this my Captain, so wish I!   Star high star!


So the two men raised their right hand into a fist, and struck their chests over their hearts, as a sign of honor and mutual respect, which was another way similar to the cultural custom of shaking hands. the Captain watched the doctor intently as he recused himself and turned and walked out and through the sliding door of the bridge and out into the corridors. Later he had dinner with Arxqeda Bliss, Doubleboy and Shahook! They had dinner of Cicavionwot with B' grieves with phuni sauce, and cheese and crackers with blue milk of bachi with ice!

And, as life would have it, nothing is what it seems, as attested to Doubleboys attention, which naturally , should have been on the technical applications questions that his father and his soldier pal, Shahook were getting into, in regard to technical permutations questions, of piloting a giant robot suoit, from the point of view of a navigator at the steering wheel inside it, and the equilibrium sub-gravitational reactions, variant manipulations problems of exposure to prolonged electro magnetic frequencies influencing mathematically, incident event driven, unscripted programming encountered, when it gets hit by enemy light space-time phasers, when, one choose to operate it manually, as oppose to operating it in Massive tannedo  auto-mode magazine divisions!
A terribly interesting robotic war themed conversation, that young and old men, love to engage into, regarding tactical operations and maintenance! A hot topic, but instead his mind didn't take it seriously.  And Doubleboys, his eyes found it self stuck, and vacationing on the hot topic and target of the attractive female boobs of the lady in red, sitting just across from him, at the dinner table  .  .  . Who could predict she would turn him on like this? What bold action would this teenager trying to be a man, dare contemplate?

Despite the fact that this was his dads woman. She had a very, very charismatic personality, indeed! Her smile was a work of art, and possessed the power to seduce one without uttering a word!  
His heart was in panic mode, trying not to entertain thoughts like these, full of avid fascination, in  tandem desires! Or was it him alone? Was she feeling nothing?
Her upper lip curved perfectly forming a cupid arrow and her bottom lip looked moist, it looked succulent, and red and shiny . . Unknowingly tempting  the young boys passions ever higher!
Despite that it was a very forbidden taboo adventure, in his mind, he was happily engaging in it too, and fanning the flames with his teenager immature euphoria, illustrating the power and magnetic spinoff attraction wise, this woman was endowed with! She given the right scenario could easily make a man out of him!

Despite all this, she without knowing it, was affecting him, twisting his sense of reality to go to an unrealistic place.  .  .  .  He listened to little of the content of the conversation, his father and friend, were engaging in . . to him, It all sounded like bla,  bla,  bla to him : As his thoughts was someplace else .   .   . focused on the aura of the woman's in red physicality. The scenarios was they were all sitting at a small round table, and she was sitting next to his dad, and Shahook was seated to his side, but the woman was seated in such a way, that her legs were near his. And he felt her shoe's toe bumping his twice in his flat foot, setting it tingling! He began to wag his foot under the table, just like a happy dog wags his tail when he feels good!

And he watched her, she was not participating to much in the conversation of robotnauticle modalities algorithm technologies, but, ever so often she would stick her fork into the plate and stab a tiny chunk of meat, she would stick the fork into the juicey chunk of meat and slowly raise it up, opening her mouth, parting those warm looking red lips, and placing it in and biting down on it and pulling the fork out slowly, as she did her eyes flashed, looked and blinked at Doubleboy, then dropped her eyes down looking at the green little peas in her plate.

She picked up a red straw out of the gold straw holder sitting in the center of the round table, and sipped the milk in the fancy glass in front of her, then without looking at him, but instead looking at his dad, but very presently aware that he is checking her out, she put the straw in her mouth and sucked on it like she had appetite for it. She sucked on it slowly, pulling on its long tube, and took it out of her mouth, and dipped in the glass of milk, and plopped back in her open lips and sucked on it as though it was honey on a stick.

Was she sending him a major hint, a primal corporal body language message, or was it all in his head? All in his wild imagination?

He felt funny, thinking what he was getting himself into, he thought all of this, trying to look nice and pleasant, as he sat in his chair opposite her looking at her boobs, as he actively thought about trying to visualize strategies to get her alone  .  .  . and what if this happened?" What would he say to her ? . .    . . He thought this, as he engaged a whole host of dynamic new pockets of thoughts, that if they came to fruition, what would he do? .  .  .    He sat uneasy in his chair  . . . he had tons of energy! He looks at her chest and her bosom would tremble and move and palpitate as she ate and leaned forward, revealing more of her cleavage!
It was hard thing for him, with his high teenage raging testosterones, to shrug off the temptation and act normal!
Doubleboy thought he was going to break out a sweat, effectively giving away himself as raptured by her. His mouth watered! He wiped his mouth as it dribbled!

It was hard not to look at her buxomly treasures while he was competing, eating real food as to what he really hungered for. He reached for a glass of H2o and his two eyes watched her every move, as he drank it down in a long gulp, and that cooled him off a little, and depressurized him to a degree, earning relief temporally, from his absolutely forbidden sexual tabooed fantasy that he was thinking about, which he didn't dare want his behavior to hint at, or reveal his secreted sex desires away!








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THE TWEETS OF MADCOW SAMMY
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CHAPTER 1=  REPLY# = 32 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg40863/#msg40863
CHAPTER 2 = REPLY# = 33 >http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg40864/#msg40864
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CHAPTER 5 = REPLY# = 37>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg43229/#msg43229
CHAPTER 6 = REPLY# = 62>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg44746/#msg4
CHAPTER 7 = REPLY# = 63>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg44749/#msg44749
CHAPTER 8 = REPLY# = 66>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/60/
CHAPTER 9 = REPLY#=  http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg46490/#msg46490
CHAPTER 10    REPLY# 79>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg47768/#msg47768
CHAPTER 11    REPLY# 100>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg48659/#msg48659
CHAPTER 12    REPLY# 104>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg48953/#msg48953
CHAPTER 13    REPLY# 111>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg49534/#msg49534
CHAPTER 14    REPLY# 112>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg49904/#msg49904
CHAPTER 15    REPLY# 116>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg50417/#msg50417
CHAPTER 16    REPLY# 124  http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg51313/#msg51313
CHAPTER 16.1    REPLY#125   FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.1 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg51811/#msg51811
CHAPTER 16.2   REPLY#128   FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.2 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg53148/#msg53148
CHAPTER 16.3    REPLY#130   FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.3 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg53494/#msg53494
CHAPTER 16.4    REPLY#135   FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.4 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg54335/#msg54335
CHAPTER 17       REPLY#140 LINK>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg57583/#msg57583
CHAPTER 17.1    REPLY#142   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.1 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg58199/#msg58199
CHAPTER 17.2    REPLY#143   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.2 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg58695/#msg58695
CHAPTER 17.3    REPLY#144   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.3 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg58937/#msg58937
CHAPTER 17.4    REPLY#145   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.4 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg59206/#msg59206
CHAPTER 17.5    REPLY#147   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.5 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg59477/#msg59477
CHAPTER 17.6    REPLY#151   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.6 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg59836/#msg59836
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CHAPTER 17.9    REPLY#155   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.9 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg60657/#msg60657
CHAPTER 17.10    REPLY#157 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.10 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg60923/#msg60923
CHAPTER 17.11    REPLY#159 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.11 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg61212/#msg61212
CHAPTER 17.12    REPLY#167 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.12>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg61627/#msg61627
CHAPTER 17.13    REPLY#168 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.13 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg61892/#msg61892
CHAPTER 17.14    REPLY#171 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.14 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg62326/#msg62326
CHAPTER 17.15    REPLY#172 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.15 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg62851/#msg62851
CHAPTER 17.16    REPLY#173 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.16 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg63782/#msg63782
CHAPTER 17.17    REPLY#174 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg64643/#msg64643
CHAPTER 17.17.1    REPLY#177 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.1 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg65342/#msg65342
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CHAPTER 17.17.3     REPLY#179 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.3 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg68190/#msg68190
CHAPTER 17.17.4    REPLY#180 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.4  http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg68790/#msg68790
CHAPTER 17.17.5    REPLY#181 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.5 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg69428/#msg69428
CHAPTER 17.17.6    REPLY#182 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.6 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg69668/#msg69668
CHAPTER 17.17.7    REPLY#183 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.7 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg70326/#msg70326
CHAPTER 17.17.8    REPLY#184 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.8 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg70919/#msg70919
CHAPTER 17.17.9    REPLY#185 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.9 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg71351/#msg71351
CHAPTER 17.17.10    REPLY#186 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.10 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg71569/#msg71569
CHAPTER 17.17.11    REPLY#187 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.11 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg72012/#msg72012
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Ahhhh.   .   .   he smiled exclaiming, after swallowing down the cool water!

But, remarkably, when you look at it through that lens the sovereignty of his fathers mistress's loyalty : Hidden from view under the red table cloth that hung down, to the floor shielding all eyes!

Could her foot resting on his foot and rubbing it,  while they were eating be there by happenstance or was she trying to hint to him she was interested?



And again, her eyes raised up from the plate and rotated traversing his stare, all the while his dad and his soldier pal Shahook, seem to be talking like  : Bla, bla , bla, and he had other things mentally on his plate and it clearly was not robots or computers!

Often in life, we accelerate into situations, that you are getting paid for the risk you are taking, not so here, this was much riskier than such things.  

The only guarantee in life is death and taxes, but here is it possible, a tiny probability she wanted him, he thought optimistically .  .  .  



Would she give me a shot? OMG, would she ? . . .     would I take it?


Then suddenly, . .   Then suddenly, she turned her head and caught him with his eyes staring at her body  .   .  and quickly glanced at him staring at him dead in his eyes and said in her soft sexy tone  :

You looking double hungry Doubleboy?

Year I said, I got a big appetite to night!   .  . . . and soon as the words left his lips  .  .  .  his face turned red.  .   . He blushed, ashamed of the fact he got caught by her, staring at her so intensely.

Its properly seasoned too   .   .    she murmured barely audible to him smiling  .  .  .  Her eyes roving over his chest and slowly down looking at his hand with the fork in it! It began trembling a little as she watched him!


She lowered her eyelids at half mast and looked out at him. Tilted her head back so her nostrils were tilted upwards towards him, and murmured in a breathy sexy tone .  .  . that only he could hear cause the other two men were in a loud heated verbal complicated robotic suoit equilibrium diagnostic discussion, and not paying one iota of attention to the subtle unseen body language drama taking shape . . .  between the two of them. . .  










Then,   .   .  . suddenly his father got up, and excused himself from the table,

he said he had to go to the mens room.

A second later, Doubleboys friend Shahook, said,  

he thinks he's got to go too, and left, saying he'll be right back.

Bliss and Doubleboy were left alone at the table, and Bliss, leaned forward opened her eyes wide with fire, and looked at him in the eye and whispered to him, chiding him strongly saying  ..

Listen!   . Its obvious you're a virgin  . . . OMG!  Looks like you never been around a woman before!
Stop acting like a teenager.
Don't stare at me in public.
Don't let your mouth hang open, it bothers me.
Close it, stop dribbling, relax and join the conversation with your father and friend she said.



Then, after scolding him, she got up, and walked around the table, over to him, stood right next to him, with her hip almost touching his right shoulder, and looked down at the him, into his young boyish face, like she was his master! She was so close, her perfume was intoxicating to him, he sniffed it up, inhaled it like a drug he couldn't get enough of it!

He looked up at her shyly, and blinked like he was looking up at a god, and he had a look on his face, like he was a little dog begging for scraps from the dinner table, her dinner table, his eyes, wide hopeful looking, all the while his heart throbbing, booming, trembling hard in his chest!

Her beautiful face registered a slight smirk half hidden smile at him, then she exhaled, sighed, and rolled her eyes, and whispered softly telling him,



I am going to take a minute and go to the ladies room to comfort myself!


She said calmly, then turned around with her back to him and walked out the room, his eyes glued to her backside following her as she left out the gold sliding chamber doors of the dinning hall, and till she disappeared down the ships corridor and was finally gone, leaving him seated at the table looking lost and abandoned, all by his lonesome.

She had beat him down softly with words, no semblance of anger or spite just matter of factly   . . . she was the boss . .  and if anything was going to happen , it would happen, if and and only if and when she wanted it to, and that was that.
End of story!

All fell in silence, except for the continuous, pleasing to the ear, classical Bunu'dumva music playing softly in the dinning room. He was alone    .  .  .    confused  .   .  .  nervous  .  .  . debating whether he was nuts to think that he, somebody as miserably dumb and inexperienced, could possibly touch or kiss her, or more! It was mind blowing to him . . still . .  

He felt defensive, embarrassed  .  .   . He felt like the world was going to end. His chest tightened up like had somebody punched him hard! It was hard to breathe. Her words were like an earthquake reverberating in his head. He knew how good she looked, but didn't for instance, think about, or take into account how he looked to her, nor did he want to face the facts he was doing every thing horribly wrong!   .   .   . What really killed him was when she said :



"  Don't let your mouth hang open, it bothers me."


He didn't even realize it was hanging open. He was sad, and let his head hang down like he was going to cry, closed his eyes tight, like he was in pain, and bit his bottom lip. He felt like a real, real dumb, stupid fool.
He felt so bad. He felt so, so awful. He wanted to crawl into a little hole and never come out!

He drank some milk, swallowed it down,  and stared pensively at the food in his plate, his mind  was a thousand miles away.  He had a lot on his plate for real,   .   .  .  in more ways then one. …


How do you stop acting like a teenager when you're one, he thought to himself?


How do you do that? I don't know, I just don't  .  .   he answered himself!

He wished to ask for help, advice from someone .   .   .   But  there was none, no one could he tell his secret thoughts to.   .   .  He couldn't tell how he felt about Bliss, to his friend Shahook, because for sure, he would feel, he was a bad person, disrespecting his father!   .  .  .  No! This he had to keep secret . . .  no one must know    .   .   ever!


He was scare of her .. you bet.
He was eating the food but it had no taste for his mind was else where. Doubleboy had a hard on and it was hurting!

After a little bit, everybody returned and continued conversing and finishing dinner and drinking. Bliss had come back too sat down at the table continued eating and to Doubleboys surprise and amazement, under the table she again moved her legs close to his leg and again her foot was gently right up against his foot touching it, pressing up against it. He was sure she had placed her foot next to his intentionally    .  .   .   but did this mean something, or  was it his mind assuming something of it, when in actuality it was nothing, and nothing should be made of it?


Now, some members of the Captains crew that weren't mention before, was the pets that were on board the Doctors cruiser. The doctor had a  cat he loved dearly, called " Baroki," and another one called," Pussy," that belonged to bliss.
and, as time would have it , the one called,
" Baroki,"got curious, missed his master and decided to follow his scent, and track him down!
Then suddenly a surprise, in the doorway, from the opposite end of the big long room the pet of doctor heavenly a big blue eyed white bushy cat named," Baroki," jumped up on the long, ceiling to floor, maroon gold decorated Fractal laced curtains that covered all the dining rooms walls, and hung there on it with its nails,  for an instance, and when the Doctor noticed it, he turned abruptly looking at it, and yelled,
"get down kitty!"  . . . It did. The cat had somehow left the ship that belonged to the Doctor and trailed him,  .   .   following its master here   .  .  .  .   .  .  And his dad waved his hand at the pretty kitten, signaling he wanted it to come to him, saying :


Come here baby, come to poppa  .  .  .


He said with a slight smile and  a twinkle in his eyes!

The kitty meowed, responsively acknowledging him, and leisurely meandered towards them in the large fractally decorated blue and maroon themed dinning chamber. But instead of coming to him directly, the cat slowly walked in, and walked over to the table and ducked under it, pushed aside the large red table cloth up, and went under it and laid down on top of the two touching feet of Bliss and Doubleboy.

Fearing someone might lift the curtain any second and look,  they both in tandem quickly withdrew their feet's position so that everything looked, appropriate!

Now was that his imagination  . . was  it a mutual reflex action or what?

And what about his fathers and Shahook's, and the conversation they were having  .  .   .  What was the status of leveraging the conversation to another topic, lots! But Doubleboy, he didn't really give a dam about conversing, uniquely mentally hypnotized he was, backed by the whiff of the enchanting perfume the woman wore, whose romantic scent, was driving him to hell! But he started listening hoping to say something making believe he was interested in joining the talking points about the topic at hand.

He knew she wanted him to enter the conversation with them, and act like he was interested, but he was lost for words, and confused and hesitant, still with her foot on his, he renewed his desire for her.   .    .  

Despite the impossibility of it all,  

Despite, after all he was his dads son.

Despite, she was his dads girl friend,

Despite, she was easily forty years older than him, but didn't look it, which was very common place for people of his time, thanks to advanced atomic bio-regenitive corporality gene technology, she was old but still a young girl and had a twenty year old hot body.  Thats all he knew and cared about.   .  .   .    And that body was tempting the hell out of him, and his thing! It was up now, about , higher, stronger, due to the fact he thought before when she had her foot next to his, that she really did want to put her foot up against his foot! Why? Why he didn't know,    .     .   he didn't know what to think anymore . . was it his imagination, was it all in his head, or was he loosing his mind big time?
All he knew was the proximity of the charms of Bliss was over powering his thoughts to the point, he thought he would just go nuts! He knew, she said she wanted him to start talking, but couldn't think of anything, then, without thinking,  he stupidly blurted out asking her. . .



Can you pass the spicy ketchup please,


He asked? She did, but not looking or saying anything to him   .   .   .   knowing dam well the only thing spicy he wanted was her!

You know poppa,  .   .

Whats that Son?

I was quietly listening to you both,

Year  .  .  .

And, well, er,  .  .  hum, and I couldn't think of anything to say,   .   .    but, I'll say this  to you, Shahook,   .    .     I think its cool that you got your grades high enough, and went and took the courses at The Quadfaxth Academy for Equilibrium-briaonic Suoits piloting, combat program!
I think, after listening to the two of you speak, I think I am encouraged to give it a go,  . . that is, if I can. If I can possibly get my grades up to qualify?  
.   .    My grades, um, er,  .  . huh, my grades, well, are on the floor right now, as you both know,
  .   .  

remarked doubleboy self deprecatingly, with a big smile and twinkle in his eyes, knowing he was really opening himself up.   .   .   .




On the floor?    .   .   .  Joked Shahook, smiling at him, as he shifted his chair closer and reaching over punching him, playfully in the shoulder and patting him on the head.

You mean below ground, ha, ha, ha  . . . like three feet under, ha, ha, ha   .   .   .   Hello, Doubleboys head, helloooooo . . . . anybody home in there? Ha,  ha,  ha !

Year, ha, ha, ha . . . but who knows?   .   .   .

Perhaps next year if I do, I will apply for training too,


Hey Doubleboy, don't pay me no mind, me, I am just knocking you dude, you can pull it off  . . said Shahook, nodding his head and looking at him smiling, with a big, big grin!.

I know you can son, said Doctor heavenly, pointing at him,  .  .  .  you just got to want it bad enough, thats all!
I understand it's really hard,
Doubleboy, said depressed!

His father doctor heavenly said quickly.   .   .


just want it bad enough, thats all, and you'll study and become what you want! Just look at  Arxqeda Bliss,
my dearest travel companion, who I adore. I spoke to you about her before.    .    .   this is the first time you met her in person, you've seen her before in pictures with me, in space transmissions, but now you have met her in person. I have been gone along time, and she has been traveling with me some time now, I like you all to know she's not just a beautiful person to be with, but intelligent and believe it or not, she knows how to operate a full sized military Suoit!



Wow,


exclaimed doubleboy totally amazed. Usually women take to doing easy stuff like programming, but she knows how to climb up, and get inside a giant robot and operate it, it was something about her having that knowledge that was really blowing his mind, and made him abruptly realize, and forced him to look at her not just sexually, but in a different more  mature way, that beside her being a amazingly attractive woman, she was also amazingly brave and intelligent too.

Wow, oh wow, can you teach me?


He asked her? But, listening, she heard him, but dismissed his youthful outburst of enthusiasm, she didn't look at him at all,  but instead reached out and picked up her glass of red wine, put it up to her red lips, and sipped it, and with an air of upper class   .   .   superiority, she then said softly, still, without looking at him :  


Brat, In exchange for?



Doubleboy reacted , shaking his head like he had just received a bullet between the eyes.
Her words, stark, bold, telling, revealed who she was, a person of extreme intelligence to be dealt with very carefully.    .    .   Her words hung, hung in the air and no one would dare go near it with a ten foot pole.   .    .    . Doubleboy, it was on him .     .    . the pressure was.    .    .   He was the one who stuck his foot in it again, and it would be him who would pay the price of not knowing how to deal with the very sophisticated, multifaceted sexy, sexy lady, in the red dress!

The words worked it's telling power, its implied meaning, barbarically raw and primal came out of her mouth with a punch, and to the point.

Hit him powerfully in the stomach! Doubleboy doubled over in embarrassment mentally!

But, although deeply troubled by this, it taught him a good lesson.   .   .  . He, suddenly he found, she knew just how to cut a man down to size before her.  Some people use a laser gun.   .   . She employs words! Out of this, he learned a good lesson.    .   .  and would be more careful of the hidden dark black panther in her next time!

No one spoke, including him. The only sound was silence!
What could he possibly give her?
What could he offer her?
What could he exchange for   .   .   .  he had no money!
In milliseconds, his sexual fantasy blew up. He came to realize she was too much for him!

His hard on shrunk, disappeared, and was gone!




[ 2 ]




After dinner, at the urging of Doctor Heavenly, they all went back together on board the doctors ship, and they sat down and after discussing some things with them, Doctor heavenly  . . Eventually let them see the video that Roy sent. But, it was not just the goodbye video,  .  .   that he uploaded a bucket of video files also,  covering various topics, where Roy rambled on about different people,  about how he came to learn about that planet where he died, it seems, a man    .   .  .   primitive, an aboriginey, indigenous to a moon called," Ishbiba whoa, " who went by the name Dooovof' comwonder, he, it turns out had been carrying real secrets worth billions of bags of lababa money. Lots, and lots of it .. He spoke a language called Cuba-OrvavxhVotpWot! He had secrets of wealth, but the pity of it all, and the real shame of it was, as fate would have it, he and his secret world, was the emblematic precursor of Roy's demise   .   .   .

Doctor Heavenly sat down in a big, high, back brown Fractal custom, Valoonballoon Muckudu chair, and made himself comfortable. Arxqeda Bliss, dutifully, went and got him a drink, she poured it, and handed it to him, and he took it, drunk a bit down, as she bent over and kissed him on the forehead, and loosen up his shirt collar, then, she snapped her fingers, and made appear a pink silk Sussitrill air chair, and before sitting down on it herself, she first kissed him again on his forehead, patted him lovingly on the shoulder, and then sat on her Sussitrill air chair, crossed her legs getting into a comfortable position and poured her self a drink too and looked at him.


Doctor heavenly took his time before beginning to speak, and he looked at the boys seated around him, he raised his finger in the air and slowly lowered it, and it was controlling the computerized light, which responded in sync, and lower the intensity of the light to where the room was dark enough to see the video at its best, then,  the cloud activator screen dropped down into view before everybody, scaling it self automatically large enough, so that everyone could see clearly.

The two cats,  the big one, the bushy white cat named," Baroki," that was Doctor Heavenly pet cat, jumped up on his lap and he held the cat, patting it on its head, and it purred.
The other cat, the cat named Pussy, belonging to Arxqeda bliss, it meandered in and found a spot, after she circled the room a couple of times, she had apparently no particular spot in general, but ultimately decided to stretched out under the chair of her master, Arxqeda Bliss and she went to sleep!



The scene was now set everyone was relaxed as the Doctor began to speak about his son Roy Royhamata, Roy, just twenty five, would be sorely missed by his family! He was tall, thirteen feet tall, and was a big hunk of a man, powerfully gene rebuilt, square shaped face type of guy, with a real pleasant smile ; his black colored eyes, under long horizontal eyebrows, looked out at you with the glare stare, of a wild eyed angry eagle in waiting!
His  personality was nice, even though, it came with a quick sparked nasty temper! He had black long hair, and a very light black beard, no mustache that gave a primitive primal dude look, so very popular with the young people of his times :



Everybody, we are hear today to remember my boy Roy.

Star, high star!

A long time ago I made him promise that if he could, if he felt he was going to die, pass away, and he had the time to do it, that he would make me, a farewell video and send it to me, and tell me how he got into that predicament.  

That's, the first thing.  
Well, I never did think, he would die, much less, he would have an opportunity frankly to really do it, or that this day would ever come!

But,   .   .  like I said , I did not expect this day to come, but life, as we all know, and to you young ones that don't know, life is full of the unexpected.

Secondly, what ever you see or learn here, because he was one of us, and we loved him, respect him by not discussing what you are about to see. Can we agree to a confidentiality agreement? Star high star, said Doctor Heavenly, and Bliss and the two young men agreed saluting and making the honor sign, and saying loudly : Star high star!

Good, he said approvingly.  .   .  .

Thirdly :  I didn't realize how much my son had changed. He is not the squeaky clean kid I  or you thought he was. He was on drugs. He was influence by bad company, now I am not perfect either, but I am just warning you when you hear his speech , Its obvious, Roy's, he's a rolling astroid out of control,    .    .    home-less in the voids of space,     .    .  caring only about himself, not his race!

I watched the movies of him, I looked into his face   .   .  and I know who he is, or who he was,  yet now all grown up    I don't know him at all. Thats how much my son, has changed.

 
I tell you, he was a treasure hunter a tomb raider, so theres all lot of money we will be searching for also. This is important, so listen carefully, it all must be kept secret.  I will share some of the belongings with you but hear me well, do not share how we come into this wealth, if indeed, we do and are lucky enough to find it!

and

fourthly    .   .    .   There is a box!


What type of box my father,asked doubleboy curiously?

A strange, strange small box like no other my son.    .   .   .    A box not full of treasure, exactly .  .  .  

I don't know cause he wasn't sure, but,  h said it had emissions emitting spectrums off the known wave length charts!

Some type of technology he said, unseen by us before, a kind of energy. Where it came from know one knows! I am enchanted to hear about this, as a Space Pathogenicologist, my sensibilities, one on one entices me, and encourages me to find it!   .   .   And I am inspired to get it, I am a scientist would love to study its properties.   .   .   bring it home, with all of his belongings, legal or illegal back, get my drift?

 
I am anxious to locate it, he said it had powers, said Doctor heavenly rubbing his chin pulling on his chin hairs his long," Nuhooni,"  


What type? What type, asked Doubleboy dumb founded and curious, cause this was all new to him!

Unfortunately, he didn't have time to say, Double boy,  I don't know, but i'll tell you what, I am determined to find out.
Roy spoke a little about it before he died.

So there it is!  Now lets begin with the truth as you will soon find out and hear him speaking for your selves.

First I'll tell you who he is now, he is a Rebel.  A bad man, a brash loud foul mouthed grave robber, tomb raider, thats all he is,  or better said, thats all he was  .   .   .  I don't know what happen to him.

As he was growing up he was a good boy, he hid the dark side of himself from us.

But, growing up somehow he got a twisted correlation of how he wanted to run his life, and what direction he wanted it to take.  He saw him self as an adventurist guy, pursuing a lucrative life that he knew, That he knew very well was illegal and dangerous.

He morphed into a planetary pirate and tomb robber of Kings and Queens, in the ancient sectors of the La' Gris' Soots of Mountains of Forbidden Access.

What ever he was,  .  .  .  We will honor his memory,
 he said looking sadly at Doubleboy, then holding his head down and saying softly  . .

He is our blood .  He is a Heavenly!

Some men have good taste, some have not, some are mild, some are bullies, some are wild, judge him, do for your self.

But, as our tradition bereavement duties are to avenge him, that strategy at any cost, even death, will be our final goal, less we be judged ourselves as failures, Star high star, he said saluting at them, and they saluted back, repeating :


Star high star!



[  3  ]


 And, remember were talking about Roy, we are not talking about some stupid individual. But, despite his brite mind, scholastic prowess in Archeology, which he excelled, his sense of human gratification was skewed somehow, leading him down the dark roads of a rambling gambler, and a risk taker, a life killer.

The implications of his choices of his life's path, we don't explain away easily, because it was the machinery of his brain, regarding ordinary fractal branches laws of decision nuero science, it was,   .   .    who knows, perhaps the failure of a single or multiple nuerons in the processes of the brain that were involved in his brain, scrambling what should been a good decision, relegating it, dismissing it, to an inferior decision choice unfortunately, into a bad one! I say this because I know him, I know my son, how he thinks, what I am still learning how ever, is what he was capable of doing!


What do you mean poppa,  asked double boy?


Remember what is good for us at the time, might not be good for you in another time! A second later, one second, is not the same second, the next second.   .   .   . Seconds like people are unstable, unpredictable, much more specific pipeline content with in it, flux-uatable fractally nueronically indefinitely.  Excuse me Roy, and Shahook, my dear dear Bliss, please don't get bored with me, didn't mean to go over your head, and get nova, with you!

But, the fact is,  .   .   .  well, we're all constantly being fooled by Fractal realms laws of probabilities.  .  .  .  in our brains calibrating, deliberating and planning, and lines of probabilistic reasoning that, under go on in our brains, in our own innate cognitive sciences, that are responsible for decisions we are making, will make and made! Roy, is no different, he came, he came , he thought, he bought what he thought he sought, made them, his, and thinking he was doing right, did what he thought was right!
And, its easy for us to second guess him, second guess his logic, and say he was wrong, lend credence as an after thought, to our ability to understand,   .  .  . understand our internal neural sciences, that are involved in deliberation, and bear and share some responsibilities on the choices we make, or in his case, the choices he made, and our views of our perceptions of what we think is good for us at the time!

For example, as you all know, or should know, how the brain trades off the speed of the decision, against the accuracy .   .   .   perhaps Roy, my dear boy, he was impulsive? Made a hasty decision  .  . that proved flawed, and cost him his life? Weigh this, compared with for instance, if he took his time and deliberated not impulsively, but throughly and gave more time to a decision! He might have made a good one, yes,   .   .   .   sorry to say it, as father, I didn't do a good job, with you boys, but,   .   .   . if he had used the nuero science tutorials, I thought him, I think   .   .   he'd be alive today? But unfortunately   .    .    .    as with many people, a fathers advice, it goes in one ear and out the other.    .    .   . he'll be missed, Doctor Heavenly said sadly!

Well, Star high Star! Space only knows! Happy space corridors, to you Roy, said Doctor Heavenly, toasting him, and saluting to him and his memory!

In our life, the steps along the way, are almost always emotional. Excelence is powerful medicine, too bad he didn't have any!


And I will be the first to tell you, Roy spoke to me about many, many, many things, he did and many of the off the beaten tracks adventures he had, and the weird characters he encountered!

One of the many disturbing stories he admitted too was, his bouts with addictive hallucinatory mind altering drugs, and all night drinking binges, he participated in.

He provided me with a picture of himself like a happy delusional candle, burning its self out at both ends!
Roy, told how he wound up in [ Susucgadai, ] prison, and a strange subhuman man,
called, Dooovof' comwonder he met in jail there. He said this life the pirate life, he chose had provided him with unique sense of excitement and challenges and access to the wonders of worlds. He described himself as doing well and as well off, with his own ship, called Yom'sfanka, it was in my opinion, nothing more than a rickety clunker held together with sub nanotube composites, still it had a spark speed jumper capability that was admirable! Which he exclaimed to me, he was very proud of!

And, then,    .    .     as in all things, when you play catastrophically, with killer margins, easy riders  sooner or later come to calamitous end, and blood gets split!
 


The tomb raiders team were expert prospectors. It all started out fairly easily, they had a pattern of operations, scan a planet or moon , detect valuable minerals in spectrums electromagnetically, determine if its a tomb, if so land and rob it, escape and spend it  and enjoy the good life,    .     .    till the loot runs out    .    .    then do it all over again.
The Tomb Raiders headed by Roy broke into the tomb, of " Vis'sada,"and everything went like clock work, just as Roy orchestrated it.   No problems!

Dozens of heavy big treasure chests, that was meant for the dead king buried in the tomb, to accompany him into tra la la, land, were loaded up, and hauled off in a methodical fashion,   .   . labeled, barcoded and placed along the tombs entrance wall, ready to be taken away!.


The lucrative haul was comprised of the most sought after  rocks in the galaxy, along with terrestrial reserves including Silver, Tin, Silver Diamond, Lotsa-Bateaux, Imaluxcos, Therbinium, and Gold crystal customized decorative jewelry and chains, and of course, they also didn't hesitate to extract in-situ resources utilizational assets, like hydrogen and oxygen for use as rocket fuels, along with iron, nickel, titanium, or anything, they could use for space construction materials. Some times depending on the market and disposable time, they had, they would take time to process water from ice to refuel propellant assets for their own ships sustainability, to avoid depletion.
Things were going good for them, they were getting ready to split, and make a clean get way,  but around four in the morning the plan got the hiccups, they got a bad surprise!

The tomb was down in a tall plateau mountain called Wi'peecria. They left their main big ship, orbiting, and took a small shuttle down,
and had to land on top and descend down a craters, and use explosives to blow a hole in the side of the mountain to access, the tomb.
They stationed one man up top as a look out, and one at the door of the tomb, but these guys didn't know an orbiting satellite, equipped with Nod-filament dormt surveillance cameras was checking them out, and notified the moons adjacent planets global rings protector task force who arrived lickity split on the scene and hid from them till they got ready to come out with the goods.


Roy's  tomb raiders team didn't see it coming, and unfortunately, by the time they had a clue it was way too late!
By the time the lookout saw them sneaking up, he immediately yelled out to Roy and the others to sound the alarm :
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Tighten , Tighten up, Incoming! Incoming! We got bad company on our ass big time, around two hundred, get ready! Tighten up now!
Roy yelled back to the look out, guarding the entrance, who the hell is coming, and how much time we got?
Protectors  .  Three minutes max, came the short response to Roy, quickly yelled : hey guys, stop packing that shit now, grab you're [ BLEEPING GUN ], we got spotted and they're coming for us, hit the ground, take cover. Stick on the walls, and don't move! No radios no talk, and shoot and make ever shot count! Now move it! Get ready for battle!


Instantly the men hit the ground, the lights went black.
Guns mounted positioned and ready. They waited holding their breath  .   .  .  It got quiet.
Then came a scream
Ya, Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ahhhhhhhh nooooooooooooo,

the outside dude acting as a lookout, on top on the mountain got thrown off, and his body was heard tumbling down head over heels down the sides of the mountain and the blood curling screams he made, busted into the tomb, echoing and re-echoing off the walls loudly! The scream sent shivers up and down the spine of everyone trapped inside.

One of his men yelled out scared,Shit!  .  .  .  did you hear that, Roy?Roy, responded tersely : Get over it!
Suddenly a barrage of hot white lazar fire rang out :  

Za, za, za , za doom, . . .   Za, za, za , za doom, then a scream   .   .  . Ya, yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa  

The entrance guard got hit. His body flew backwards through the air into the cave driven by the powerful brite yellow shock waves of the blast of the explosion, it split his body into a thousand pieces! Everybody had blood on them, it was a mess!

The loud explosions had a sobering effect on the men! The blast sent raging shock waves back and forth
Inside the confines of the tomb walls, rocking it like an earthquake! Dust and smoke fill dust clouds overly blurred everybody's vision, not being able to see to good, bad news in any bodies book!

Roy originally had 15 men, five he left in orbit with the main ship, and ten he brought down with him in the shuttle, along with six hoods, he sent the six hood robots up front to attack the incoming fighters, they clashed,  but, were out gunned by tractor missiles that homed in on the metal men, and in about in five minutes,   .   .    they all got blown apart by the explosions


Ba,    ba Va, boom!  Ba,ba Va, boom!  Ba, ba va boom! No more hoods!

Now, heres really where the rubber hits the road, hand to hand combat or death, thought Roy, but just then  .   .   .    through the holes in the roof, came an angry voice over a loud speaker demanding that they surrender!
Dogs of pus, save your stinking life, come out now or never! Hands up put your weapons down we give two minutes to think about it!

Up your ass, shit head! Eat this : Roy, raised his blaster and let the shit, sing thy kingdom come : Ba pow bapow bapowwwww, Ba pow bapow bapowwwww!      .  .  Ba pow bapow bapowwwww, Ba pow bapow bapowwwww!
The tombs halls filled up, all of sudden with lazier balls of pink lines of hot white fire all around, it looked sick! The men let their guns do the talking!  Ba pow bapow bapowwwww   Ba pow bapow bapowwwww . . .

The lazier guns oscillated, bumping humping big time, spit out higher their firer.
The explosions made the ground shake.
Parts of the ceiling caved down.
A box of jewelry got hit, exploded, and its contents white diamonds went flying through the air and began to glow in different colors as the colors reflected like tiny white stars prisms all over.

Boom, va boom  .. Boom, va boom!

The guns were hot, Boom, va boom  .. Boom, va boom! blazing away and lit up the darkness with a thousand flashes! It looked like a million lines of hot glowing rainbow colored lightening rays,  thin as pencils, sharp as knives in your eyes, all over slicing the place up! SPARKS, SPARKS FLEW   .  .  .   .
the un-lucky got cut in two . . . fell flat blood spat, ran like in race, all directions all over the place in a haste, didn't look good, guts, big and little veins wiggling out blood in the hood.[/color]

Boom, va boom  Boom, va boom Boom, va boom!

The tall halls of the tomb shook, and shook hard.   .   .  it loosened sand in the ceilings cracks, and the sand spewed down like a shower in power, fourteen legged, purple critter spiders, dumped down on fire    .   .  crawled over the men inside! One big messy one, crawled on Roy's face, he knocked it off and pulled out a knife and cut its head off and stumped it, yelling :

Up yours [ BLEEP ] freaking funky ,' thang' spider , suck on it!

It got hot! HOT,  in  there real, real quick.



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Just when things couldn't get any worse, they did! they sent in the

[ mox- zot- toes  ] they came in roaring their heads off :


Roockaaaa, Rooockaaaaaaaaauoom,   Roockaaaa, Rooockaaaaaaaaauoom,  Roockaaaa, Rooockaaaaaaaaauoom  

Programmed to kill, or in this case because they wanted to capture them alive, programmed not to kill,  these things that came in were a

kind of  robot mutant on five legs, that resembled a kind of double headed freaked out bull dogs, that spewed out of their mouths a knock out gas, that put you to sleep. Its false teeth were removed, replaced by a sticking sponges in its mouth, so that when it bit someone, they would cling onto its clothes or hair of the prey in a Un leash able tight grip!


They were used to get sale able prey. Humans had a good traffic market value, and were a rare long distance space creatures specie, and very sale able! And the great thing was, in the opinion of the Bulax, they could be used for body parts, blood drinks because they were full of it! made good slaves, an its head was cleaned out and its skull was shipped to Marunga who-who-who, quadrants, where the brains were cherished with glee, and eaten, and the skull was proudly placed and decorated restaurant tables, just like hollowed out, pumpkins, would sit on tables, with warm pleasing to the eye orange toned candle lights inside the boney headed empty skull structure, with its two eyes all aglow! To those with discretionary income, it made beautiful trinkets and despite high price points sold quickly and very well!


To Roy's guys,    .   .  .  Seeing all these goddam freaking robot dogs     .     .    Pumped up emotional speed of angst in them, as they realized maybe   .    .     .       Just maybe    .    .  Their number was up!    


 Roockaaaa, Rooockaaaaaaaaauoom.    Roockaaaa, Rooockaaaaaaaaauoom,   Roockaaaa, Rooockaaaaaaaaauoom,  Roockaaaa, Rooockaaaaaaaaauoom   roared the The [ Mox- zot- toes  ] !
The [ Mox- zot- toes  ]
came in running, Roy laughing ha,  ha,  ha,  stood up to get a good shot at them! The first to come for him, he took his laser blaster, aimed like happy drunken rocket pilot, out for a good time on the town on a friday night :


Za, za, za , za doom, . . .Za, za, za , za doom, Za, za, za , za doom, . . .Za, za, za , za doom,   Za, za, za , za doom, . . .Za, za, za , za doom . .


And so he cut out its four eyes one by one, pow, pow pow pow poop! Then sliced off its necks, Zazam, zazam   .   .   .
then cut off its legs, then sliced them in half,
then he broke out in laughter, and said,


Thats all for you doggy,  Get over it! Ha, ha, ha,  ha!


But holy issy beebe whoba deebe!"  that's just the beginning, then two more came,

He sliced them up like raw spaghetti squash, having a bad hair day in may!
Then four more came and he said,
I am sliced and diced them and sent those turkeys back to Hopu-pu du land, ha, ha, ha, He couldn't stop laughing!
He was enjoying himself even though he was getting plenty drowsy.       .    .    The sleeping gases were having its affect?
Then, sixteen [ Mox- zot- toes  ]  started taking him on. He was swinging his laser gun like mad, left, right, up down, all around lines of light, lit up the place.    .    .   Killing, chopping, shooting, he regretted only having two eyeballs in his head, but what he really needed was twenty, to keep track of them all, things were getting kinda rough inside the tomb!


He ran as he noticed part of the ceiling was suddenly collapsing down on him, and yelled," holy issy beebe whoba deebe things are funky!"
Ra-boom! BOOM!
It smashed down luckily crushing fourteen of [ Mox- zot- toes  ]. Roy got out of the way just in time, but, Roy, hell, this bad boy rebel, still had his hands full, as the others that could still move took to him like hamburger on a bun!

Then, they overwhelmed him, he made a bad boo boo, accidentally dropped his gun, started fighting them one on one, by punching and kicking and spiting on some!      
But, beside that fact, that he had two holding on to him, by the legs, and another three on his back, man   .   .   .    Man, he thought he was gone get a heart attack, cause  these sicko's, three by three and six by six, were pulling on his jacket in the back, and one biting on to each of his wrists, hard like this! He would not, not give in. He would not give up!









Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say,  Has every body done gone nuts?  I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is  I think all o them got a big surprise coming!  Believe that!!   I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.
Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning!   I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在,我們看到你很快 !,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!





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Stories from THE FRACTAL FORUM CELEBRITY NEWS  inspired by his work ; entitled, " SLURP " rendered and created by Master Tauruss66 in the year 2011 on Earth!

THE TWEETS OF MADCOW SAMMY
Table of Contents

CHAPTER 1=  REPLY# = 32 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg40863/#msg40863
CHAPTER 2 = REPLY# = 33 >http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg40864/#msg40864
CHAPTER 3 = REPLY# = 34 >http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg41777/#
CHAPTER 4 = REPLY# = 36 >http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg43109/#msg43109
CHAPTER 5 = REPLY# = 37>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg43229/#msg43229
CHAPTER 6 = REPLY# = 62>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg44746/#msg4
CHAPTER 7 = REPLY# = 63>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg44749/#msg44749
CHAPTER 8 = REPLY# = 66>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/60/
CHAPTER 9 = REPLY#=  http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg46490/#msg46490
CHAPTER 10    REPLY# 79>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg47768/#msg47768
CHAPTER 11    REPLY# 100>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg48659/#msg48659
CHAPTER 12    REPLY# 104>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg48953/#msg48953
CHAPTER 13    REPLY# 111>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg49534/#msg49534
CHAPTER 14    REPLY# 112>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg49904/#msg49904
CHAPTER 15    REPLY# 116>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg50417/#msg50417
CHAPTER 16    REPLY# 124  http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg51313/#msg51313
CHAPTER 16.1    REPLY#125   FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.1 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg51811/#msg51811
CHAPTER 16.2   REPLY#128   FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.2 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg53148/#msg53148
CHAPTER 16.3    REPLY#130   FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.3 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg53494/#msg53494
CHAPTER 16.4    REPLY#135   FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.4 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg54335/#msg54335
CHAPTER 17       REPLY#140 LINK>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg57583/#msg57583
CHAPTER 17.1    REPLY#142   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.1 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg58199/#msg58199
CHAPTER 17.2    REPLY#143   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.2 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg58695/#msg58695
CHAPTER 17.3    REPLY#144   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.3 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg58937/#msg58937
CHAPTER 17.4    REPLY#145   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.4 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg59206/#msg59206
CHAPTER 17.5    REPLY#147   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.5 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg59477/#msg59477
CHAPTER 17.6    REPLY#151   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.6 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg59836/#msg59836
CHAPTER 17.7    REPLY#153   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.7 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg60170/#msg60170
CHAPTER 17.8    REPLY#154   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.8 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg60383/#msg60383
CHAPTER 17.9    REPLY#155   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.9 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg60657/#msg60657
CHAPTER 17.10    REPLY#157 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.10 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg60923/#msg60923
CHAPTER 17.11    REPLY#159 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.11 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg61212/#msg61212
CHAPTER 17.12    REPLY#167 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.12>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg61627/#msg61627
CHAPTER 17.13    REPLY#168 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.13 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg61892/#msg61892
CHAPTER 17.14    REPLY#171 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.14 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg62326/#msg62326
CHAPTER 17.15    REPLY#172 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.15 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg62851/#msg62851
CHAPTER 17.16    REPLY#173 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.16 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg63782/#msg63782
CHAPTER 17.17    REPLY#174 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg64643/#msg64643
CHAPTER 17.17.1    REPLY#177 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.1 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg65342/#msg65342
CHAPTER 17.17.2    REPLY#178 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.2 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg66662/?PHPSESSID=b97cbd7011eca7c89b1f03a8f235bf2c#msg66662
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CHAPTER 17.17.3     REPLY#179 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.3 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg68190/#msg68190
CHAPTER 17.17.4    REPLY#180 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.4  http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg68790/#msg68790
CHAPTER 17.17.5    REPLY#181 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.5 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg69428/#msg69428
CHAPTER 17.17.6    REPLY#182 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.6 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg69668/#msg69668
CHAPTER 17.17.7    REPLY#183 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.7 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg70326/#msg70326
CHAPTER 17.17.8    REPLY#184 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.8 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg70919/#msg70919
CHAPTER 17.17.9    REPLY#185 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.9 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg71351/#msg71351
CHAPTER 17.17.10    REPLY#186 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.10 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg71569/#msg71569
CHAPTER 17.17.11    REPLY#187 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.11 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg72012/#msg72012
CHAPTER 17.17.12    REPLY#189 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.12 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg73245/#msg73245
CHAPTER 17.17.13    REPLY#191 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.13 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-
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The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES
                                         

                                                      
BIG REX
                                                         

                                                    
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.3
                                         
                                          



                                                    
"BIG REX"

                                
One of his personalities in another life


                                    
Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

                                    






Roy, yelled out to them, you can't take me, you can't.    .    .    Get over it! I am bad, and if I got to go, shit, I'll gone go down fighting to the end, sicko's! Get over it! Ha,  ha, ha!

Ha,  ha,  ha ! You mother [ BLEEPERS ] he yelled, ain't taking me, forget ah bout it    .   .   Up it . . .Up it, you [ BLEEPING ] galaxy pus slicker licker  .  . . Ha,  ha,  ha!

The," Mox- zot- toes," were coming  .  .  .  

[ Mox- zot- toes  ]  were programmed to once in contact with prey to initiate,"G spen," g-spen or Gravitation suspension generators, an  contrived device, anti gravity field generator technology product,  using mechanisms such as electromagnetism or aerodynamic lift, so that the targeted victim would be free from the force of gravity!
And float in free 3D gravitation-less space. It was utilized, as a proactive precaution, and it could be used to remotely disengaged something or prey, from a potentially booby trapped environment, and by activating an embedded propulsion rocket in its back the [ mox- zot- toes  ] they would drag the captured creatures out floating like in a bubble field outside into waiting arms of its captors!

The facts was . . . it was basically all over.  


The [ Mox- zot- toes  ]
 
Once they grabbed on to your clothes, they wouldn't unleash you. The gas filled the tomb completely. Everybody got knocked out in short order.
Roy and his men, they had," 4Dair," which are emergency ointments nodes, that you slap on to your face, that forms a breathable air bubble around your head, occillates the atoms of oxygen counterbalancing contaminated air for up to twenty minutes, its a derivation, ten times more affective than, gas masks for example, but the problem was, he didn't think they'd need them, and left it up front,  .   .  .  

The things were sitting in a box, just sitting outside, but Roy, couldn't get to it in time! It was just outside the door of tomb, tough luck.

That mistake   .   .   .
It'll cost them all big time! Once caught   .   .   .   Their heads would be used for pumpkin heads, food, and their hair cutoff and used in potato salad dressing's, and exotic salads sprinkled with salt and crackers, or their eyeballs frozen and sold like sugar coated candies on a long toothpick like stick! A delicacy!

Or if they are lucky enough to be allowed to live, become slaves.   .   .  . game over!
The protectors forces teams marched in, and hauled them off to jail to be sold as slaves! They didn't need this at all.   .   .   . they had a bad day, a very bad day, but, they were alive, and when they awoke in prison, it was so stink in there, that  they wished they were dead all ready! Like really!
.   .   .

" To-pa-cha-whaycha-wet-wet,"

Yes, said Doctor heavenly, pointing at them as they sat around him listening intently.   .   .  


Its true as you'll see, when you see the films, and one of the inmates, he met in jail, there was a buffoon, belonging to backward race of Wofour-nogas-huhs. But this, animal looking, blue shaggy skinned dumbo, turns out he had more brains then any would give him credit, although he could barely speak our language.   .   .    He spoke a language called Cuba-Orvavxhpotpot, and Roy had to mentally turned on his nano  transmitter implant, to auto translator mode, to understand this beast-man.

Well, believe it or not, this guy who went by the name." Dooovof' comwonder," he, it turns out had been carrying real secrets, worth billions of bags of Vababa money. Lots, and lots of it.  

Now, in the prison where they stayed, the dirt floored prison, had roofs that could open and close, but for the most part they left them open, so it had flies and all kind of flying Ribba'biers and Sawky bumpy headed insects hunting for a meal flying inside with the inmates! Roy, the gage he was in, was as dirty and filthy as could be, a smelly hell hole! Bad atmosphere, full of bad characters, and about as a despicable place you can imagine.
And inside with him, the worse space trash crooks, from every nook and granny of the corners of the galaxy   .


Roy, was pissed, and you could see it in his eyes! He thought , this was one situation that really sucked!

He was brooding, bout his rotten luck, he didn't want to pass the buck … it was his fault, and the lot of his troopers, his boys, all eight of his men, stuck in the muck, in here with him.


IT SUCKED!.    .    .    


He shook his neck left and right, and took a deep breath, then squinted his eyes , as he saw the bone headed, metal domed dude, robot who was in charge of them.
He looked like crap! He'd kill you in a second type dude, thats who he was!

They needed him, like they needed a hole in the head, thought Roy!

The Robot dude, He was looking at the long line of new inmates, looking them over like they were chopped liver.

Roy was taking it all in! All in.   .   .  He looked the place over, this place they called ," BUCKET OF LIPS." It was one stinking bad ass, prison.   .   .  All right!  T'WEREN'T PRETTY!


Hey guys,

he said in a low voice to the men around him, as they stood in chains,
Just look at this shit house!

Tell me about it, said his buddy, Victor, who was standing in chains, next to Roy!

Its a big dump man, it got to be a big square joint, Thousands of feet long.

For real,
remarked Barker, another one of his men!
Roy said, And by the look of the pug nosed poppers, in here, you can get killed real easy in here, and nobody but nobody, give a shit!

So heres the deal! Chill, go along with their program, cause some of these dudes, we gone be sharing cells with, are sixteen feet tall, look like they like to ball, and could stomp our ass! So be cool! Keep [ BLEEPING ] lips zipped, like yesterday!
It will give us time to think, said Roy!

 But listen, and listen goddam good!
Keep an eye on me, keep your cool. Don't pick any goddam fights! Bury your [ BLEEPING ] macho ego, for now, it can only get us in trouble!

And, even if we get separated, if you hear me yell this," I need to go to the hospital bad!" Thats your signal Baby, it is " To-pa-cha-whaycha-wet-wet time, big time!" Come a running.

Cool, chimed in Victor, but in the mean time we got to deal with bucket, This [ BLEEPING ] place is a bitch! And its a [ BLEEPING ] downer.   .   . Its hard to be thinking bout break' ing out, cause by the looks of it. The Hapota building surrounding us, is a tough nut to crack!

Year, year, yearrrrr . . . agreed another one of Roys men, named Guttcha! He was looking all around, and not liking nothing he saw!
Suddenly a baby bird fell out of the sky on to the ground, three inmates ran fighting over it to eat it.

Joint was rough, in more ways than one, definitely wasn't gone be fun thought Roy!

Check 'em out said Roy, "The taller guys took the food from the smaller guys, its like that!   .   .    only the [ BLEEPING ] strongest survive!



Check the wall, said Victor, this is really a [ BLEEPING [ Tall wall, got to be at a hundred feet high!

 Cicoo, another one of his men, standing in the back, said, to him, looks old too Roy! Hundreds of years old! This place, its walls are all raggedy cracked, somebody tried to get out the back, of this joint, lots of times,   .   .  .  by the looks of it, place looks like it was constructed way back in the old days, after the last wars between the barbarians Adliszazadar tribes, and Momhawkaka peoples, and, I might be mistaken, but, Roy, you know this stuff better than I, being archeologist and all, but, the walls appeared  to made out of Sheicvos stones!

Yep, your right on the money, Cicoo, said Roy, You got a good eye!  Those type of stones, those types, you don't find them, you don't find them on any of the planets near by, you got to import them bad boys!
Took a big [ BLEEPING ] ship to bring those freaking stones here, tell you that!

Year said Cicoo, must be three feet thick!
 
So what, said Roy.  ... " what gets built, gets unbuilt quick, with c-heto explosives!
Year, year, yearrr, but we aint got none, said Guttcha!,
Shut up, Guttcha, snapped, Roy!
Its got a lot of jails in this dump, man, no lie!.

Its got to be the size of dam whopaka stadium! Victor, said, your guess is as good as mine man.
looks like it was built, and its got seven large gaged in pens, and those are sub divided on several stories that go straight down into the ground.  Year, said Victor, looking up to his right , year look, we right next to a big mountain too,  looks like at least, it will give us a little shade when the suns out hot!

Year man, but the bars on the gages are tall, tall, I mean [BLEEPING ] tall, and they got barbed wire and thorns on them the edge too, put a hurting on your butt! Shit! Check the roof too, man! wooooo.   .   .   Its got pot marks, with laser blast gun holes, and check out the tall watch towers, robot punks, guards armed to the teeth, watch' in our asses! Pick you off dude! Listen, Roy said, troopers, no [ BLEEPING ] negatives! Think positive! We are the hit machines, just cool it,  bide you time in here act like dummies, pussies, winnies, quiet dudes, punks, don't stir up any [ BLEEPING ] trouble .   .  . in here,  understand me! Wait for my signal whispered, Roy angrily!



So anyhow said Doctor Heavenly continues the story Roy told him about.

So, he said, Roy tried thought he would talk with some of the other inmates to learn what he can about the place. So, he was making small talk with a fat dude next in line in front of him! He started the conversation.

There were so many prisoners in the prison line! Each with a life of his own, a fate of his own, and a hidden story of his own untold! Take the man just in front of Roy, an O'beast fat man, with hugh fat legs, and an gigantic backside,  a big protruding perfectly round stomach, and upon a hugh wide neck, a round fat football shaped head, with ball head with a just a few wisks of black hair blowing in the wind on it! Roy, asked the big fellar,

Yo. yooooo  .  .   .   .  hey man

Hey, dude, Why did they stop the line from moving, you know?


My dear, Star, clueless am I like you, these proceedings are abomidable!

Wow you got a strange accent, where you from dude and what you in here for?

I am from where you are not, thats for sure, and I am in here for reasons that don't concern you .    .   .  

Roy, said surprised by the mans cold tone of voice, and take on what he said,    .    .  

Looked don't take offense! Trying to pass the time and be friendly, thats all.
I need no friends like you, see I am picky,

the man said to Roy, the flatly arrogant air, said a lot about this guy!

Roy, took offense, and was really taken aback by the guys attitude, and thought the man, was a stranger, who obviously had deluded himself into thinking, he was not just a fat cat, but a rich fat cat living in some palace somewhere in the clouds instead of recognizing he's inside of this shit house prison system!
Well, it takes all kinds thought Roy, obvious this boys sick, thought Roy to himself,
Just then, he spotted another dude, a midget size dude meandering slowly up to the fat dude, and the midget said with a warm tone that was friendly and disarming!


Yooooooooo  .  .  . baby new-be huh?

This dude, looked like he was an inmate thats has been in this jail, for a long, long, long time. He was a tiny dude, only about six feet tall, and thin, he wore a  orange and black striped toka-emiala leather Sinka, shiny coat, shaped like a triangle rug, in the front and the back, with a big slit in the sides!

His head was round like a ball, his skin was yellow, his black hairs were greasy, and combed straight back conforming to the shape of balled shaped head, his black eye brows were crescent moon shaped, his eyes, bugged out of its sockets, and also, his eyes had that glassy look to them, like he was on some drug, or something!

And the dudes tetchy looking, teeth, where yellow too, and when he smiled were clumped together like a horses square teeth, his nose resembled a boot ball, his ears cauliflower like sagged downward, his grey eyes tinny for the big ball shaped head he had, and he had a bugta beard, that was super short, but pointy, and he had a tattoo of a long pointy sword over his nose, standing vertically placed in the center of his forehead with the letters in black, "G. O. T.,"

The letters stood for, according to him,  .   .  .    "Good, Outcome Thievery,"  but , amazingly, despite all the bad facial appearances, his voice sounded beautiful, pleasant like a rally cool dude, smooth and sassy, and like he could talk the pants off a chick quicker than she knew what was happening, yep, thats how good he sounded!


So the little guy, he came up to the fat guy just as Roy was thinking bout saying to him to go to hell, but instead he saw the man looking at the fat dude, and kind of decided to chill!  He stood back and watched as the midget approached him.


Roy, then slowly had turned his back on the fat dude, and made believe he wasn't paying attention, or listening, when he was really interested, and ease dropping in on the conversation between the two of them!


New-bees new-bees like fleas!  You get rid of one, more pop up, ha, ha, ha! Hiya dude, welcome to Bucket of Lips, man! Washup? Was up man?
Yo baby, you new here man, well come to ,"Bucket of lips," they call me," GOT," cause I got it all! Anything you need drugs, erections, bump, food cigs, weeds huncka lumps, purer brand fresh smelling, you got the green we got the means, ha,  ha, ha  .   .  .yo baby yoooooooo! Best you ever seen, baby! Ha,  ha,  ha!

Whats your name man?

I rather not say! Why don't you go away?
Cool man, see me, I got for sale anything, folks want, now you, ha, ha, ha,  boy you,  .  .  .   need something? Drugs, liquors, smokes, sutibavas, whasir, nicle,  chars, you need to see me, just ask for , " GOT ", thats me, ha,  ha,  ha .   .  . and I'll get it, so you got it, Baby,   ha, ha, ha   .  .  for you cheap, ha,  ha, ha !  

" To-pa-cha-whaycha-wet-wet,"  Star, retro poka moka proton bloka baby,   year ha, ha, ha!
 
.   .  

The heavy set gentelman looked perturbed and looked disparaging at the slum-dweller before him, extolling the virtues of his spacey out of mind treats! And responded in a quiet measured tone :

Hate to bérate or castigate, but genre bending but you should take advantage of the medical facilities here and get the therapy you obviously desperately need!

Ha, ha, ha.   .   .  . yo, Look man vector, like you don't know a lot, do you? Course you don't you ah new-bee, ha  ha  ha!
Know what I am saying? This joint don't have none of that stuff!


No hospital, no medical care, asked the man curiously?

We got morgues, that's it, baby, ha,  ha,  ha! But forget about luxuries, you got a problem baby, let me lay it out for your ass, you fat, dig it, know what I am saying?

What?

Its like it is, don't want to make you cry, man zoop p doo man,  you, rape your butt in here hear me, man these guys crazy man dig it!  

You understand what time it is?  

Yo, like talk about desperate for flappy?   .   .  . all these, " pappies," in here, horning up, vector baby! Ain't no women in this joint, men only see, you being a fat butter ball,  and all, could be when they drunk or high, they think you is a fat chick, and these dicks might  mistake yo yo you baby! Ha, ha, ha ! Know what I am saying?

Yo baby might mistake big ass you for one, ha, ha, ha,   take it from,"  Gotti GOT," baby, I gone give you something  you need more than drugs, man!

"  Gotti GOT," baby, gone use his connections to give you protection from the bad guys for only 20 thou a week man.   .   .   . yo, what you say baby?


This dude, doing all the fast taking, was a dude who looked like totally un savvy, not resourceful, but appearances can fool you some times!




[ 2 ]


My dear, star, it appears you have started deluding yourself, thinking improperly, that you can instill trepidation in me to comply with your ridiculous assertions, now with that said, permit me to fore warn you, I find it very disturbing to have been your target of extortion, which I want you to emphatically know I will not subject my self to you, or  your misguided under educated accomplices, stupidi-cies!

I am sure the authorities of this penal institution will be more that interested in your extortion activities, which if you do not remove your self from my presence, I assure I will be only forced to report you!


My fat brother, like no other, you talking crap, don't be a sap, you don't.   .   .  .  don't want to cause no flap, you don't know people, in here, me, I do ! Black hole Zoo! ha, ha, ha!

Remember, oh, he who died by suicide. might be your mother, brother or y   o   little you baby!
Better to part will a little green cash o stach, say twenty thou a week ! Better, you know what mean jelly bean, than part with that than, than wind up smash. Dig it!


Regardless, whatever is going in this facility, I expect the things you said to be of interest to the authorities here, and telling them I expect them to provide safety of my personage and bar whosoever from not only threatening me, but insure I will no longer be obstructed in my legitimate, good-faith intentions to serve out my prison sentence, and get out unscathed by the like of scum like you!


Ok, baby I tried to be nice, said Gotti GOT, but seems you don't understand. So I am gone spell it out for your ass! You stupid, arrogant bitch, you need insurance man,   see ….  you, don't understand, you, don't understand,   where you are man, see people in here  .   .  .  see a fat person like you, check you out man you an Obeast dude, they see your large chest looks like woman's breast, dig it,

he said poking his finger at the mans fat chest with his large breast, and drooping nipples!

Look at your nipples sticking through you shirt dude, break wind sin yo baby where you been! Don't, don't be stupid! I am telling you like it is! See, dude, you in with the animals now baby, ha,  ha,  ha! Ha,  ha, ha  ha   .  . heh .   .  Now I know you got a ton of education. Me I don't got none!    to survive in here you got to have luck.   .   .  . and luck is what I sell ha,  ha,  ha,  

What? What the   .   .  . said the heavy man looking at him, shocked!




Shut up a minute, man shit! Let me finish, he said putting his finger up to his lips, to signal to him to shut up and listen.    .    .   .

Hear me out sexy. . . see, its like this man, these kats, they been in here for years, understand, they see women in their dreams but don't got none, then see some plump meat like you, they gets nuts on the drugs I sell, em, check it now, quiet, shhhhh, listen up dude, he said quietly.


They, in the dark, on some [ BLEEPING ] prison on some Godforsaken planet in nowheres ville, and stone to the bone, at night, and get horny and might mistake you for what a woman got and hump your ass, simple as that, man. You are a new-bee and not up to date, see! So I am speaking plain english so you can understand stupid man!

Now, little old me, vector it out,  baby, ha, ha, ha! I can make sure that don't happen to you, so before you say no!

Think? Think! You get me the money?
See, I know you got it, that accent, got upper class to it, written all over it dude! Gives your ass away! See,  .  .  .  Gotti GOT,  I been around, I wasn't born yesterday dig it! See, I have sold to everybody poor boy in the slumlords planets, and the rich girls and boys getting off in the milkyway corridors of candydom, baby!!


What do you say?


just then the robot guard turns around and sees the two men conversing and starts to walk casually there way.   .  .  .



[ 3 ]

The guard was passing them when the Fat man reached out and tapped the robot on the shoulder saying,
 I am not suppose to be here,
 I got framed, and to prove it.  I'll tell you, I have preferential code and expect you to take to your head authority of this facility, your administrator now.

The guard turned around angrily, look down at the human ball of fat, and put out one arm and grabbed the man by his shirt and lifted him, lifted him high into the air and said,

in here the only thing you expect is death, and if your supposed to be here, or not supposed to be here is not the point!

The point is here you are, and here you will stay till your dead, now don't speak to me unless spoken too, do you understand fat man?

The man quickly rattle off as fast as he can numbers, forming machine code of some sort that immediately caught the attention of the robot guard!
0010010110101001001010101001011110.  .  .  .   What, exclaimed the guard amazed the human knew this raw wolf pack machine code  ! How do you know that?

No concern of yours. Put me down. Take me to your boss, your head administrator now!

The guard gently, slowly, lowered the man back down to the ground, and told the other men to stay put, and that he would be right back, and he signaled to the big man to follow him, they disappeared down the corridor, and his commander, a man named Captain Miclacopinci, and upon hearing the man repeat the code, the captain felt its authenticity warranted him to cooperate.

[ 4 ]

He double checks the codes and analyzes the codes authenticity in the computer and allows him to be beamed out, to see an official magistrate of intergalactic conservatoires, impericalites world of the wealthy, the BBB. The magistrate, a judge named [ lord Daldalwuillix ],
and addressed the code in the simulation frequency atom generator of the computer system and it acknowledged it, and the computer it self began to change and started to glow brightly, oscillated recombobulated structurally and turned into a giant ball of light, the man walked inside and disappeared and the light got smaller, and smaller and until it disappeared and the man was gone, beamed into the either of the unknown time. He got transported in secret protonic space.  The judge  
[ lord Daldalwuillix ], gets a message letting him know whose coming, the fat man, who indeed has a infamous name, and who is nick named, "the con artist."
He is familiar with the mans case, since he was a prominent law maker, who recently got put in jail, and bribed his way out, and ran off to badlands occupied by the rebels, but nobody knew what had happened to him, now he wants to come back pleading to be removed from a rebel prison where he fears for his well fare and safety, to one where he will have creature comforts and human living conditions, but the magistrate in charge of the case makes a secret phone call.    .    .    .  


to another man, and enemy of the con man, who got taken to the cleaners, and financially ripped off and wronged by the man, and the other man a sunny starside duke, name
[ lord Ailomdro ], asks the magistrate,
[ lord Daldalwuillix ],who is a personal friend,
to allow him to be present, to let him be there when the man arrives so he can have good laugh, and get his revenge at seeing him beg like a pauper. The magistrate,
[ lord Daldalwuillix ], agrees, and the stage is set for a show down where the fire works, for sure will fly!  

The man in who was in " The Bucket of Lips," jail,  was a big shot financier, named  

[ lord Catarro Lemanychbyoo Denis, Charad'tosa Brenidictum II ], and, he was anything but a pauper, before he broke the law and accepted bribes to destroy a subsidiary, the financial trade routes, of a rival mercantile, BBB corporation!

He had belonged to the secreted non discreet entity know only as the corporation, which was really the,": BBB CLUB," or  aka : "Billionaires Brotherhood Bureaucracy Club, " which was composed of upper class bankers humans, in control of vast swarths of the space trade routes, consortiums! They were so wealthy they could pay an application fee of fifty billion dollars for membership!  The rich had their worlds and the poor inhabited the original worlds!

The membership allowed full membership atomization implant E.M.T amenities perks, technologies with logistics powers!
The membership endowed them to wear and be addressed with the title of Lord, and access to amenities of not just theirs but other worlds technologies, in their own portable elicitor worlds, or as you might call it, a 3D printed miniature worlds, so small, their whole world could fit on a pin point. The beaming process of protonic relativity catalyst cristalizatomic remodification was done, and the prisoner, was allowed to materialize with body atom assemblies intact! He arrived into the huge room of the court house, before a panel of nine seated judges to plead his case! The judges, who, as their custom had their heads hidden with a gold, silk, cloak hoods.

The court room was around two hundred feet wide, and three hundred feet or so, long with a very high multi-domed ceiling, and whose walls looked like decorative fractal flower pillars, thats slowly moved modulating decoratively in 3D, in solid diamond gold glistening colors!

 Dressed in the same clothes he had in the prison, minus the neck bracelet monitoring system, the heavy set gentelman wod' dills into court, his body fat shaking as he is walking his huge frame up to podium to address the royal judges, who are sitting silent and stoic, watching him, as he is about to make his request! He bows his head deeply three times before he raises it, clears his throat out, and gazes at them, from left to right, and directs his gaze at the judge seated in front of him, some distance away!

My BBB Lords, Hoolaci High Magistrate , [ The honorable Doctor Dustamyer,] and high council, [ Lord Daldalwuillix ]!

It is I  [ Lord  Catarro, Lemanychbyoo, Denis, Charad'tosa Brenidictum II ] who humbly stands impoverished before you this afternoon, in the sanctity of these Fractal law chambers!  It was I, alone, who was rightfully accused, of doing the unthinkable, modifying the contracts Galactic trade subsidies, and deserved the wrath subsequently, that was justified! It was I, alone, who dis honored the name of the BBB, I want to apologize. I have made poor judgement choices in my life, as you are all aware, and as retribution, have been striped of all my wealth!

I stand here to you to tell you since my expulsion from the ranks of the BBB, I, through no fault of my own, have found my ship pirated, and my self captured by pirates in the rebels provinces and thrown into a despicable prison, an uncivilized world filled with poor riffraff of a non existent society without laws, I plead to you humbly, to allow me to be put in your prison to serve out my time, because the prison where I am, baring the foul name of , "BUCKET OF LIPS," Is an uncivil place, not fitting for a former gentleman of the BBB, they have no requiem for care for health of its inhabitants, nor offer basic guaranteed rights of safety,    .    .    .    I have, yes, I have committed wrongs, and I declare here today, again I am begging you to take me into one of our jails, were I will be saft, to serve my time with just dignity.

Please take in to account, the good things, I have done for our secret society in my life time, on the boards exchanges, and along with this, I have helped others, along my life's journey, don't just consider,  just my wrongs, my mistakes!

Star high Star! Show me a man who has not made a mistake.

We all make mistakes please, I beg you consider allowing this, granting me pardon out of the foul likes of the bottomless swill prison, I find myself residing in, to a better house of detention with Medical Amenities, a better place of restitution befitting my name and our racial and financial stature. I yield the floor, and in advance, I humbly sincerely apologize, and beg forgiveness! Please find in your hearts to pardon me!

Thank you!



Suddenly, one of the nine judges stood up and removed his cloak, revealing his face, it was one of the men conned by the him, one of the men he made lose a billion dollar fortune,
the [ lord Ailomdro ]the man was dressed in long gold robe that covered him down to floor! He walked down slowly and circled a couple of times around the heavy set man standing at the podium. The shock was instantaneous, acknowledging that dispite his long winded platitudes to be pardoned was all for nort, with the event of this man, his vindictive enemy, for he did not expect this, the fat mans eyes grew wide, and balls of sweat foamed on his brows!

He knew he could not bluff his way out of this! No way to restore his blackened reputation, which was otherwise headed for a calamitous end!
He sighed deeply and hung his head down preparing to listen to lots of drama and the diatribes, he was surely about to listen to chapter and verse!
His accuser walked very slowly with a pensive look and air of superiority about his demeanor, like a confident matador in the ring with a fat hog tied bull, with a sword getting ready to stick it in his eye! His voice started off low, then slowing increasing in loudness, as he got more brazen, bolder more strident.    .    .    . he said :
 


Did I hear?

Did I,

Did I, hear you say thank you? You who parlayed a salacious premise based on fallacies to extort, to swindle myself and fellow members of the BBB, to enrich for your self, at our expense!

You, you to us say    .   .   . thank you?

But, thank us not!

Nor us you, for empty handed you return, no compensatory package bear you for us?

You're obviously a brilliant man who does un-brilliant things, as such, you got to go through the ringer on your own, make your new digs your home, we will not help you! We suggest you appreciate the fact that we allowed you to visit the court! Enjoy it while you can,  enjoy each second you are here, with us in the elegant air-conditioned, perfumes edifices,


He said vindictively, smiling, as he lifted his head up, and sniffed the air, then looked down to the floor, and circled around the fat man, once more, enjoying his words inflicting vengeful misery into the heart of the this poor fat man, who once was rich and one of them!
Then he looked up at the prisoner, walked over to him, leaned over  .   .  . and opened his mouth and whispered something in his ears! What, no one knowns, then slowly turned and walked away with his back to him saying  :


Enjoy it now, enjoy each second, each second of life here with us, for soon it will only be a memory!





 You came here, you did, to engage us in a pleading discourse, meant to sway us, meant to persuade us to be sympathetic.   .  .   say a few words to us and with that, we recede, to take an hour to contemplate and deliberate in favor of your request, your fate?

No commiseration!
No, don't need an hour to deliberate nothing! We to you, reply to you now.
No contemplation necessary,
No deliberation necessitated!
[ lord Catarro, Lemanychbyoo, Denis, Charad'tosa Brenidictum II ].
You, you, you and the likes of conmen, like you, showed us no mercy, thus,


said the man his face reddening, his face full of anger, and standing right in front of him, raised his arm up and pointed his finger into the mans face and yelled at him hotly.   .  .  .




merciless, hear me well, merciless, be us, now upon thee, your pardon, your pardon is denied.

The fat man, the [ lord Catarro, Lemanychbyoo, Denis, Charad'tosa Brenidictum II ]. Lower his eyes down, lower his head down and braced himself holding on to the podium, looking like the news he was hearing, was going to make him collapse! [ lord Ailomdro ] continued his diatribes scolding him for his bad criminal behavior, and rebuking him for financial losses, and mayhem he caused the people who trusted him, saying.   .   .   .  


We voted once to excise thee, bar thee the title of lord and expropriated all your ill gotten wealth holdings, permanently, pray tell but unless the meaning of permanently has changed you are no longer a lord, no longer a lord of anything, but the sorrowful fate wrought by your own hand, sowed and harvested by your own deplorable behavior, that has besmirched the highnesses here before you now, and the good name of the BBB, thus suggest we do, acclimatize yourself well, to your new residence amongst the filth of outer-space, mark my word, it is fitting!

then the other magistrate said,

Court, we declared noted this case is out of jurisdictional review, and stricken.
This court is adjourned! Return the prisoner to his origins, the prison called " The Bucket of Lips!"

Then in unison they all said," So be it."
 and they left the court. The robot guards took him away.

So, they beamed him back after his day in court! He got beamed back down directly in the prisons court yard and suddenly appeared amidst a crowd of men, but they paid no attention to him at first.

But after he walked around looking lost and depressed, and like a man defeated, he got noticed again by Gotti GOT!

And, again he is beset by the Gotti GOT, who he sees him back in the prison's population, and heads straight for him.   .   .  like a hungry nasty fly on a warm honey bun, approaches him again smiling a big smile, and cheerfully exclaiming in happy voice.   .    .    










Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say,  Has every body done gone nuts?  I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is  I think all o them got a big surprise coming!  Believe that!!   I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.
Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning!   I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在,我們看到你很快 !,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!




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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.4
                                         
                                          



                                                    
"BIG REX"

                                
One of his personalities in another life
                                   
Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

                                    

Well, well looky, looky, looky a brand new fat mother ko-ka no-va-joka, ha, ha, ha!  
Stars hook up, star brite, look who I got in my eyesight. You returned to us?.   .
You  who said goodbye to us is back, amongst all these men who haven't seen a fat woman, and you not a woman but, in here being fat, you might be mistaken for one, ha,  ha, ha!


The man was visibly showing signs of distress, and the last thing he wanted, was now to had to endure the foul mouth, low class ranting of GOT, got him sick to the stomach and compounded his bitterness! So much was happening, so fast and all bad!
The dealer approached him bristly exhibiting a happy air of exuberance relishing his return and exclaimed  :


Hiya.  .  . Dude, looking pretty fat at that, fat kat!  Welcome back big shot, of boo hoo, shit, what happen your big time connections, huh? They were full of it, right?
Right, otherwise you would be here ko-ka nova joker! Problem! No problem! Just give me twenty thousand dollars a week, like I said, before you went bye bye, and I'll see to it no body bothers your big fat ass, man? You do know you got a big fat ass, right?

Look dude, ha, ha, ha.   .   .   . I am the dude, who gone stop these dicks from butt butt, bothering you up man sam , So lighten up man, I am here to help you man! Save you ass aggravation! Dig it!


The man said nothing, placed his hands behind his back, and lower his head, weighing what few options he had, from bad, to worse! The dealer walked up close to him unafraid, and spoke into his ear up close and personal!

See, try to get through your fat head, fat head. You in my world. Get it? You in my world.  Check it out baby, looks like you gone do time, so I am gone guarantee aggravationless time in here baby! You smart, you shark, drop some money in my cart man. You know?

You know? Really man.  . .. you should be grateful, and now back to the point, dude ha, ha, ha !
I  see you. Do you see me, gone cost 20 thou a week or I tell these  ko-ka nova-jokas to rape ass, big beautiful person!


"Got,"
said the man shrugging his shoulders, and got up the gumption to tell him off and snapped at him sharply, saying to the man in rough voice full of distain ,

Please be so kind as to do me a favor go [ BLEEP ] your self!

said the big heavy set man angrily, dissing him and turning his back on drug dealer, and walking away from him, and turning down the long jail hallway full of inmates standing around looking at him, as he headed to the cell block B.  .   .   .
but to his dismay once inside, he found himself jeered and ridiculed, and the men just like GOT, was saying, the men were making salacious comments, threatening to bed him down and make unwanted advances towards him.

This truth, he never had to think about before,  shocked him, frightened him! After about ten minutes of that, he had enough, and came to see what GOT was saying was true, and his reticence to acknowledge the veracity put forth by the street wise low life of Gotti Got, made him change and do a 180 quick, and he decided, due to the dearth of options , it was to his advantage, to indeed broker some kind of deal!

So, he back tracked, located him, and finally found him, seated rapping with two transvestites that looked like real women almost, except for their  tell-tale beards.
He went up to him and ditched his attitude of superiority, quickly replacing it now acting with fakery of extreme anguish, expressing to him,  trepidation about his welfare, now of utmost  importance!

 This was coalescing to the delightment  of Gotti Got!

He smiled.
It was night time now, and Gotti Got  smiled confident, and knew by the look in the mans face full of fear, that he was now convinced that in this jail full of miscreants both human, and non human, he might get raped, and pay dear!  

But, there is a famous saying in galactic parlance,
"  Truth holding the mirror and the serpent is the winner. ." So the winner is," GOT." But, as the fat dude is about to find out,  he had previously insulted  the drug dealer, and the drug dealer begrudge him for that and he was gone to make him pay!.  .   .  . in a surprising way! We watch now as destiny blows the winds that sway.   .   .   .    their own way.   .   .  .

So when the fat man approached him and said :


Ok, he said nodding his head to him, Star, "truth holding the mirror, and the serpent is the winner," your assertions were correct, and I have reconsidered the the initiatives you offered me but, I need time to figure how to negotiate  a more reasonable sum for your services, Star," GOT."


The man was a con artist and was stratagizing, thinking to pay him half of the sum, Got wanted, figuring that he would use the service first to see if it was satisfactory, and see what else he could financially extract from the drug dealer moron, but before he could voice his offer to GOT, GOT exclaimed :

 Negotiate, did you say negotiate? Forget about it, you telling me, me? You need more time to sleep on it right?
Right,
said the man nervously looking down at the drug dealer, who was still seated between the two transvestite girls, both of whom were smiling at him, while priming and fixing their hair!  

Gotti Got, smiles, takes a another drag of his woof, and nods to his two ladymen friends, and nods to them, blinks, and says to them in a low soft voice ;
take a walk, Gotti GOT, got to talk, dig it?
So the ladies depart, and, GOT leans back against the wall and in a very relaxed manner, offers a woof, to the heavy set man standing in front of him blocking out the sun, and casting a shadow on his face, and says holding out the woof cigarette to him,
Care for a drag? The man looks at it, but declines, shaking his head,  saying :
er, no, er, no thanks, not my brand! Oh year, what do smoke?

DarfD-Royals!

hmmm classy brand, we don't got none around, but I'll see, I'll see what I can do, maybe I get you some.   .   .  . you got a name?
You can call me anything you like! Ok, anything you like, whats up?
And whats not  .  . you want to negotiate.  .   .   tell you what," anything you like," this is what I'll do.    .    .    .    you want some time to sleep on it, no problem!
I am goner let you sleep on it tonight, and tomorrow we'll talk so more, check it out baby, I got a dude who's cool man, good people, he'll protect you! Nobody gone mess  with you.   .   .   .  he's big strong, good friend of mine, I am gone write him a note, and you give it to my man hear,  tell him I sent it,


he said pulling out a piece of paper and a pen, and wrote something on the letter, folded it in half, and stuffed it inside an envelope, and sealed it and handed it to the fat man, saying to him, to go to that man in the cell over there, the giant dude with all the muscles, sleeping on the floor behind us, he said pointing to huge man, in a cell a hundred yards away, the bulky sixteen foot giant man, was sound asleep on the floor, and resting his big ball head on the body of small blue man, apparently using him as night pillow!

Thats him, see him, see him, good, don't be scared of him, wake his ass up and hand this letter to him.
Tell him it's from me!
He and me, are brothers, that's its, take this to him, he'll take care of you, and you can sleep on what we were talking about! It's all cool now man, you all set! Go joe, man
, he said smiling and handing him the letter!

Go , man he said to him, waving him off, go! We'll talk tomorrow!


So the guy takes the note over, to the big dude, and wakes him up, the big dude wasn't happy to be wakened, but took the note and read it, It said  :
"I am your new pillow," signed GOT! So, the big man pushed the other man out of his bed, and to the shock of the fat man, he grabbed the fat man and threw him down and laid his big ball head on his fat stomach, and used him now, as a pillow and went fast asleep!



[ 2 ]




Walk the walk and talk the talk thats what Gotti GOT says so what about the blue colored tiny little six foot dude, the giant was sleeping on? Well he is crawling along the floor in the dark, and little by little struggles to catch his breath, and breathe normally, after having to bare the weight of that big mans head on his stomach and ribs! He was starving and hadn't eaten all day!
The guards said they get to eat every other the day, and that they could eat tomorrow. Well it was now late at night and it was hard to sleep hungry.

The prison was packed with hungry men. Somebody would get eaten alive tonight for sure!

The giant cells had thick vertical and horizontal fractal latices bars to gage all of them in, just like animals, and in it, they had all kinds of men, some like the man he got away from who was a giant man sixteen feet high, and two foot high midgets were all thrown inside together.
The jail was run by this wild tribe of hoodlums and slave traders and body part merchants, known as the Si-kidi's ! The Si-kidi's, were the law and powers that be, in that dominium.


Anyway the little blue man    .   .  .

He is so happy the big giant man threw him out, so now he struggles to get up on his feet, and he suddenly feels someone grab onto his long hair from behind, it's  lalalinda, one of Gotti GOTS, girlmen friends, she pulls his head back, and holds it up so Got can slap him! Pow! Gotti GOT, slaps his face, and grimacing angry murmurs to him,


You midget blue piece of shit, I don't know why I treat you so good, see I got you out, I got you tossed out, freed from the big dude, who was laying on top of you, right, but, you still owe me money!

An I.O.U. is I.O.U and the sooner you pay me, the sooner I'll leave you alone, bone right?


Oh year, year, year GOT, you're right, anything you say, look you can let me work it off,  .   .   .  what I owe you!  I can do what ever, says the man!

Nah. you too ugly! Put lipstick on you, you still look sick and uglier!


Now while all this is going on, other things are transpiring unknown to all! But being a person incarcerated in this prison, the stakes of danger spikes high fast, and unsuspectingly as Roy, and everyone in here is about to learn!

Rooar-ohhhhoooooo, roo-ohhhhoooooo,roo-ohhhhooooooahhiii, ya yaaa help!

[ Mox- zot- toes  ] were coming again!

Suddenly the sound of barking robotic [mox zot toes ], the authorities suddenly released them on the prison population to round them up to be shipped out to be sold as forced slave labor, or slaughtered as food, body parts or experimental animals research! The  [mox zot toes ],  run up and bite them, dragging away hundreds till a quota is filled. The scene is total chaos, as the men run, stampeding like wild animals, in every direction!
Within minutes hundreds are dragged off, where once the yard was packed with men laying around sleeping on the ground, now only a few hundred remain, the lucky ones. The ones lucky enough to be quick and agile enough to scramble and climb up to the top of the huge bars gages, where [mox zot toes ], couldn't reach them.

Roy, and his crewmen buddies, and surprisingly Gotti Got, and his friends managed to be on the section of the prison away from the attacking [ mox zot toes. ] They were lucky too!
 
Then suddenly as the men are climbing down, another traumatic nightmare scene unfolds as the factory prison butcher shops elevators surface from under ground,  and strange automated escalators criss cross through the yard to waiting shuttle transporters in the backyard, as recently severed body parts are whisked off, we see hundreds of buckets of lips, passing by, the importation of which is deemed a delicacy on certain alien planets throughout the galaxy! A giant butcher robot lady carrying a large shiny machete sword, which she swings around quickly in the night air, left and right is seen marching along protecting the produce!
What just happened is scary and sobering!
The human prisoners cringe in agony, and astounded at the lack of discretion, tact, and sensitivity to their feelings, but everyone can take a deep breath and at least sigh and be grateful it is someone else and not them.

 

What just happened was really scary and mind blowingly distasteful! But, Gotti Got has been in jail so long, he's seen it many times before, and knows often times, like clock work, when a round up is due, and while others are toying in deep levels of emotional shock at seeing this for the first time, he takes it all in stride, and smiles acting cool, lights up and takes a long drag, smoking, and smiling broadly, listening to music on his player, while everybody else looks like they are bugging out, going nuts! Ha, ha, ha! He chuckles at the idiocy of other inmates unable to guess when the attacks are due, so they can survive them!!
 


The human prisoners cringe in agony, and astounded at the lack of discretion, tact, and sensitivity to their feelings, but everyone can take a deep breath and at least sigh and be grateful it is someone else and not them.
Suddenly a hungry, alien Vogothilian creature, thinking, that since its night-time, he can sneak up in the dark and quickly get some food, runs out and swipes a bucket of lips to eat, and he almost gets away with it,  but the lady robot has eyes in the back of her head. She jumps up and spins around in mid air and stomps him into the ground, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!  Ya yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ow Ya yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ow oooo ugh! He's done for!

Then, buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz za A giant sacadin mosquito, flies into the prison and swipes a man, and flies off with him, ya, yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa help, the giant robot lady throws her machete and cuts off the mosquitoes wings, it falls back to earth killing three prisoners as it crashes down!  Ya yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
The giant lady robot wrestles with it, beating its head in, Boom, Boom, Boom, she rips off its head, CRACK! And tosses it aside, then, it deplucks its legs one at a time, out of its sockets, and stomps on it BOOM,BOOM,BOOM, Its done for!
  



[ 3 ]


Then things began to go down fast, out of the prison court yard, the other robot officer,dome headed dude, in charge of them, suddenly came walking briskly up from behind Roy and dropped a giant long black metal box down next to him, almost falling on his foot!

Then, it bent down and grabbed him around his waist and picked him up and brought his face close to its mouth, and opened its mouth up, as if it was going to bite off his head, and suddenly a voice came out of the robot.
 

It, said, hiya shit head, its me Rickko, I am inside this 3d printed robot Roy. Hope you guys are Ok, I couldn't get here sooner. The resolution was a [BLEEPING ] bitch, and getting the coloring just right, took a long time to make man!

Holy shit, is that really you Rickko, asked Roy, shocked and surprise? [/b]

It ain't your [ BLEEPING ] girl friend, answered Rickko chuckling, ha,ha, ha![/color]

Roy, in a low voice asked him, as the big robot held him up in the air,

You sure in hell look just like a [ BLEEPING ] robot to me man, you sure fooled the hell out of me! GODDAM, Shit!

So that night, what had happen was Roy's, originally had a fifteen man crew, five of which was still orbiting high above, trying to figure out how to bust them out of jail, so to effectuate a jail break, what the plan was to wait till the prison court yard was empty, land the ship down in invisible cloak mode, drop a 3D printed full size replicated imitation look a like robot down and send him to contact Roy!

First thing it had to do was, after it penetrated sub-cloak mode, materialize, landed, he'd first had to place explosives on all the giant stone legs on the guards watch towers, and then to bring a box of heavy duty atomic number modulatorble lazier blaster guns to Roy and his men! So now, everything was already set, as Roy asks,

 


Holy shit, you had me shitting bricks for a second, Rickko, whats in that box you almost dropped on me ?

Weapons Roy, its break out time baby! Cool man, just like I like it!

I am gone lay it out for you, so listen up, while I lay out the plan man!

In a minute the ship will appear!

It's waiting in invisible mode about 200 meters behind me in the prison court yard, and what you got to do his call the rest of the guys. Let them know we going get the [BLEEP ] out of here!

Soon as you do that, I press a detonator that will trigger the daisy chain, chain reaction, blowing this mother up!  We placed bombs, all over this GODDAM place, to blow this joint Sky high, got it?


Hell year, man, cool! Keep talking dude! I like what you saying!

You ready?

[ BLEEP ] YES!

So hears the deal Roy,

said Rickko, lowering him down to the ground, remember once you get the boys together, I gone blow the place up!
The ships, now in invisibility mode, will be just a couple yards from us sitting in the prison court yard, will de-cloak and appear right in front of you!


So shit, you got to make a run for it! The right side doors, will slide open.

But, be ready to duck, when we start to run, cause for sure the anti aircrafts guns, will be popping like crazy, this way!


So, you ready Roy?

BORN READY BABY, HA, HA, HA!

So that night, what had happened was Roy, originally had a fifteen man crew in his ship, five of which was still orbiting high above, trying to figure out how to bust them out of jail, so to effectuate a jail break, what the plan was to wait till the prison court yard was empty, land the ship down in invisible cloak mode, drop a 3D printed full size replicated imitation look a like robot guard officer down and send him to contact Roy!

First thing it had to do was, after it penetrated sub-cloak mode, materialize, landed, he'd first place explosives on all the giant stone legs of the guards watch towers, and then to bring a box of heavy duty atomic number modulatorble lazier blaster guns to Roy and his men! So now, everything was already set!



You ready, asked Rickko?   Like freddy!  Hell year, Rickko, I was born ready! Put me down!


[ 4  ]


So heres the deal Roy,

said Rickko, lowering him down to the ground, remember once you get the boys together, I gone blow the place up!
The ships, now in invisibility mode, will be just a couple yards from us sitting in the prison court yard, will de-cloak and appear right in front of you!

So shit, you got to make a run for it! The right side doors, will slide the [ BLEEP ] open. See we ain't jokin!

But, be ready to [ BLEEPING ] duck, when we start to run, cause for sure the anti aircrafts guns, will be popping like crazy, this way!


So, you ready to pop Roy?  Like a black hole, baby!

So what happens next, Roy yells out the signal which was,"I got to go to the hospital bad, now."
The guys, when they heard that, came running.
Roy opened the box and gave the weapons out to the guys!

Rickko, pressed the trigger :    BOOM! BOOM! Baba BOOOM, the place started blowing up!

BOOM, BOOM, BOOM! First one of the tall watch towers full of guards armed to the teeth, started toppling over, BOOM!

And soon they all exploded! The sky went from black to red, men lay dead, bright yellow,  orange firer works all over the place, irked blood red the soils, spread machinemen to smithereens, all this scenes were seen!

It was break out time,  BOOM! BOOM! Baba BOOOM BOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!
Bam BOOOOOMMMMMMMM BOOM,
 Rang out thunderous explosion blowing up the watch towers with guards body parts, went flinging like rockets zooming off in to air in different directing resembling fast flying meteorites in night sky!

Suddenly, you'd see a flying robot head that got blown off, then over theres a hand, then a foot would zoom by, it was getting rough that night, in the heat of the fight, despite the blood and guts spilled out on the floor, the men had hope in their hearts, aspiring for more than gore, thinking things would turn out all right, but, alas death came harassed, put them to tasks, the seconds of death tick tocked on the deaths clock! As they ran, ran ran running, ragged like dead men often  do, when their number is up and over due!
 Escaping away, praying, in the night they flee!


The sound of gunfire crackled hot and fast pow pow poooo za tuooooooooooo za toooooooooooo BOOM! Then came they came out shooting, running for the open door of the ship, ducking lazier beams fast quips!
Then, lots of inmates, seeing a break out was in progress, did their best,in haste without a minute to waste, made a run for the ships too, which suddenly decloaked right in front of them!


BOOM, BOOM! The thunderous blast blew up several men as they came out of the jails all trying to see if they could escape too! Ya, yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Roy raised his heavy duty lazier blaster, and spun around BOOM, BOOM, blasting several guards chasing after them! BOOM, BOOM, BOOMMM, the battle was hot, nasty, fast and bloody! Roy, running, twisted his head around, spotted a bad joker robot, spun up and around and BOOM blasted him down.

The remains glowed in hot yellow ambers on the ground with melting metal shaking before turning like hot steaming water bubbling on the ground illuminating everything around!

Boom, BOOm  doom, a tall watch tower crashed down setting off a ton of explosives baba BOOM! BOOMMMMMMMMM!   

The lasers slices this way and that, smoke billowed in the night air giving a deathly mystical glow to everything!
it looked surreal!
Dozens of men made it inside the ship,


Roy, yelled  ok, ok shut the [BLEEPING ]door, get  us the hell out of here!

The ship re-cloaked and took off making a loud blast off noises as it rose into the night, as it took flight, under heavy firer, of its enemies ill desire!

The sky lit up! The heavens lit up, turn white!
turned black in the night in their site, and in an instance the ship disappeared forever gone!

 
Inside, joy, the ragged trigger happy losers rejoiced, alive, survived, eyes wide, teeth grinning, eyes wide, in their head spinning, feeling embellished relishing the bosom of freedom as they zoomed away to live another day!


They bust out in laughter hugging each other,cheering, hooray, then all hell broke out when they found out, that beside Roy's crewmen, they found that Gotti GOT, his sneaky weaky dudes, friends and cohorts, also made it on board! Roy wasn't to happy about that, but right now, fact was they had more inmates than they wished for, but crap, what else do men do, make friends, deal with it, and adapt!
Roy, thought, the inmates that escaped with them would now become part of the crew too!
The situation was just about calming down, when just then, one of the men started laughing uncontrollably, nobody could tell why?



[ 5 ]











Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say,  Has every body done gone nuts?  I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is  I think all o them got a big surprise coming!  Believe that!!   I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.
Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning!   I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在,我們看到你很快 !,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!




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Insist we do a tribute to young rebel visual research investigator,

A video producer and music mood creationist, plus a visual morphocator technologist, entering boldly into fractology with a fresh head and perspective, and purveyor of a list of modern works with inner meanings, thus making him  worth polite expressions of praise and respect!

Today we like to honor this photographer and visual and sound mood rebel :

Greetings and Salutations,
Greetings and Salutations,
Greetings and Salutations to you MASTER Flavio Maspoli
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intro :  his endeavors are vast and range from the super cool and bizarre to the other worldly! He produced this very tasteful arrangement called
Merge of equals designation  : see it here .>http://www.merge-of-equals.com/sounds.html

We'd like to welcome Master Flavio Maspoli


contents :  item : review construct

item : data : Music
Your videos are constructions : data : geared for acceptability to mass popular tastes, based on what you presented to us so far. We wish you success in interfacing both in mind and spirit with the fractolic worlds evolving here in fractal time revolutions constructs.

Comments : we second approvals : recommendation : Some of the best produced and recorded tracks in this genre. 18 tracks count them, plenty to listen to and enjoy.
  Kudos to Flavio Maspoli and Sine Music for this wonderful production!
new music construct combo components :

[ 1 ] song entitled :
Gravity mood engrossing we recommend it
item presentation on his web site located under the tab titled [ sound ] music compilation on playing the music we get this ;




see it here> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/VlaKS0VMxjI&rel=1&fs=1&hd=1" target="_blank">http://www.youtube.com/v/VlaKS0VMxjI&rel=1&fs=1&hd=1</a>


speaking about other fab melodies on his site try on these for size!


[ 1 ]

Music melody : characterization defined as mind meld psychedelic mood construct,
with
[  backgrounds  ]
composed of  : male deep voiced base singer =who sings = i don't know baby
front voice soloist female who sings =  whisperingly = I feel so high =  you can always count on me,
[ background ] = birds, cool
[ background ] = drum beat randomized flu beat loop
presentation
[ 2 ]
characterization defined as mind meld psychedelic mood construct
singer sings whispering  =  This is how i feel repeated multiple times at frequencapatoptic intervals buzz word = magic
[ background ]= music instrumentation, designation characteristic =buzz word = cool

item video : Data : title "dance performance" item JADE
presentation : Data : female dancer in fog volumetric lighting construct : Data : we found this conceptualization hallucinating charming : a thousand kudos to the dancer and bravos to that bad Art photographer too. Very nicely conceived truly original!




 see it here > <a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/iUlCpnAxS_w&rel=1&fs=1&hd=1" target="_blank">http://www.youtube.com/v/iUlCpnAxS_w&rel=1&fs=1&hd=1</a>



item video : Merge of equals : Data : title " day we leave earth," astonishingly, " on the money," and hip, and a pleasure to watch, your skill set technology wise was enterprising both with incorporation of dynamic sky creation , dynamic modulating fractal terrain creation, and along with intermingling music sync creation, made it a beguiling totality construct never to be forgotten, and a real kicker treat! Thank you! We HELLO, really enjoyed it!



see it here >http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ff7aebuXnhc&feature=player_embedded



[ seconds into scene frame at 1:44 ] the moon rising up is super cool, with water reflecting it too OMG!


item video : Merge of equals : Data : title : mina :


see it  here on site >http://www.merge-of-equals.com/video.html


The artistry of film Editing mastery displayed by you, here is very, hello. did we say, " very" impressive :  kudos, we dug it a lot, few can do the do and walk the walk, but definitely U can! Bravo you bad man!

item video : Merge of equals : Data : title solaris





see it here>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gptGYQ-5fIs





compilation of multi technologies mergerments, but in

[ seconds into scene frame at 0:47 ] the mortification of color spectrumalities resulting in that royal purplish pink is the bomb, baby most cool!
[ seconds into scene frame at 0:53 ] The dynamic lighting granularity hyperbolic change over vexing psychedelic patches blending in mood was was stunning, the nasa over dubs touch, is nukey cool too baby!




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Table of Contents

CHAPTER 1=  REPLY# = 32 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg40863/#msg40863
CHAPTER 2 = REPLY# = 33 >http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg40864/#msg40864
CHAPTER 3 = REPLY# = 34 >http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg41777/#
CHAPTER 4 = REPLY# = 36 >http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg43109/#msg43109
CHAPTER 5 = REPLY# = 37>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg43229/#msg43229
CHAPTER 6 = REPLY# = 62>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg44746/#msg4
CHAPTER 7 = REPLY# = 63>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg44749/#msg44749
CHAPTER 8 = REPLY# = 66>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/60/
CHAPTER 9 = REPLY#=  http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg46490/#msg46490
CHAPTER 10    REPLY# 79>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg47768/#msg47768
CHAPTER 11    REPLY# 100>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg48659/#msg48659
CHAPTER 12    REPLY# 104>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg48953/#msg48953
CHAPTER 13    REPLY# 111>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg49534/#msg49534
CHAPTER 14    REPLY# 112>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg49904/#msg49904
CHAPTER 15    REPLY# 116>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg50417/#msg50417
CHAPTER 16    REPLY# 124  http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg51313/#msg51313
CHAPTER 16.1    REPLY#125   FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.1 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg51811/#msg51811
CHAPTER 16.2   REPLY#128   FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.2 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg53148/#msg53148
CHAPTER 16.3    REPLY#130   FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.3 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg53494/#msg53494
CHAPTER 16.4    REPLY#135   FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.4 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg54335/#msg54335
CHAPTER 17       REPLY#140 LINK>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg57583/#msg57583
CHAPTER 17.1    REPLY#142   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.1 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg58199/#msg58199
CHAPTER 17.2    REPLY#143   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.2 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg58695/#msg58695
CHAPTER 17.3    REPLY#144   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.3 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg58937/#msg58937
CHAPTER 17.4    REPLY#145   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.4 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg59206/#msg59206
CHAPTER 17.5    REPLY#147   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.5 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg59477/#msg59477
CHAPTER 17.6    REPLY#151   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.6 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg59836/#msg59836
CHAPTER 17.7    REPLY#153   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.7 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg60170/#msg60170
CHAPTER 17.8    REPLY#154   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.8 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg60383/#msg60383
CHAPTER 17.9    REPLY#155   FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.9 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg60657/#msg60657
CHAPTER 17.10    REPLY#157 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.10 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg60923/#msg60923
CHAPTER 17.11    REPLY#159 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.11 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg61212/#msg61212
CHAPTER 17.12    REPLY#167 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.12>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg61627/#msg61627
CHAPTER 17.13    REPLY#168 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.13 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg61892/#msg61892
CHAPTER 17.14    REPLY#171 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.14 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg62326/#msg62326
CHAPTER 17.15    REPLY#172 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.15 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg62851/#msg62851
CHAPTER 17.16    REPLY#173 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.16 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg63782/#msg63782
CHAPTER 17.17    REPLY#174 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg64643/#msg64643
CHAPTER 17.17.1    REPLY#177 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.1 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg65342/#msg65342
CHAPTER 17.17.2    REPLY#178 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.2 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg66662/?PHPSESSID=b97cbd7011eca7c89b1f03a8f235bf2c#msg66662
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CHAPTER 17.17.3     REPLY#179 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.3 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg68190/#msg68190
CHAPTER 17.17.4    REPLY#180 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.4  http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg68790/#msg68790
CHAPTER 17.17.5    REPLY#181 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.5 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg69428/#msg69428
CHAPTER 17.17.6    REPLY#182 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.6 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg69668/#msg69668
CHAPTER 17.17.7    REPLY#183 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.7 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg70326/#msg70326
CHAPTER 17.17.8    REPLY#184 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.8 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg70919/#msg70919
CHAPTER 17.17.9    REPLY#185 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.9 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg71351/#msg71351
CHAPTER 17.17.10    REPLY#186 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.10 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg71569/#msg71569
CHAPTER 17.17.11    REPLY#187 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.11 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg72012/#msg72012
CHAPTER 17.17.12    REPLY#189 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.12 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg73245/#msg73245
CHAPTER 17.17.13    REPLY#191 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.13 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-
comments/msg73864/#msg73864


                                        

                                
The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES
                                         

                                                      
BIG REX
                                                         

                                                    
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.5
                                         
                                          



                                                    
"BIG REX"

                                
One of his personalities in another life
                                   
Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg


[ 1 ]


Are you ready?
In another life BR, was someone else, yes, you guess it! So many, many things you don't, U don't know! Right? You, yes,

y   o   u,  

as an earth citizen trapped in a nut, the nut is sleep, job, rest, work sleep, is it not true, not enough time to really find out about U. Know U? Your little life. What's it all about. The first time you do something, pulling a trigger, getting married, swimming way out from the shore, or sitting down and thinking, really thinking, what its like 2 die, you are hesitant!  Make U want to cry! We dear say, yes, even fearful, the fear, here in head, maybe let it be said, red, from shame, yes, shame of the fact and acknowledgement, you don't know what the hell you are doing! The first time, oh shucks, you know, the thing you do, for the very first time, the first time U , you do it. You are doing, like all things you have done in prior times, it's like a screw, a screw has a clue 4 us, it is a spiral fractolic signature true? You act and proceed trepidaciously B U, hues of doubt, confusion about, take avenues new, paths, with clout, confuses you obligating you to spruce off the residues of your hidden bravery, and whether you approve or disapprove, partake of booze and divorce thy self of primal fears, toss it, the fear like a cold corpse to the side of the fork in the road in the rears, and just relax, do it,  and experiment and try.

The only time you may be embolden doing something for the first time is sex. Only because it is fractal primal animal programming burned into you, no college degrees prerequisites necessitated.

Otherwise,
Yes, you do as one without any inkling of any experience, walking in the dark, the dark that you fear. But, lo and behold, do a thing many times, and you grow in confidence, get cocky, yes, be it told bold, as you old, and at some point yawn, its now easy, expert U pretend 2  B. But, can't fool a real slider, can thee? The first time, you try sliding, well, you know.
BR, yes that boy relaxes, he's relaxed and slides into one of his sub-personalities in fractal time. Fractal time is billions, and billions of things U might pretend to call or label as years with out end till they loop.

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Some say that need is the mother of all invention. People complained that : The constant fear and a life filled with unending wars, unending strife, filled with the impending gore brought on by the wars with robots, was all that they have known.That it, was time for that pervasive fear and disenchantment to be channeled into a proactive positive change in the balance of power, time for a change. : The past millions and millions of years have been pot marked, tough times, tough like a hot broth, frothed by intense periods of confrontation, with the rise of the robotons alliances mechanical war offensive appliances, seeding mass destruction of human life, and hope for the future of peace had eroded, especially in the depressing Robot wars of the Gasmal 09000's, where human populations where being slaughtered to the point of obliteration in the billions.

Time had come for action. Time had come for the invention of humans that could not die, a fighter, who could fly in the sky, a soldier who could defend the world to the end, a defender of men, an army of one, the first of his kind, his name was Jack Sawed-off.
Several thousand million years ago there existed an highly evolved parallel human civilizations who created the AFGEIZBO program. AFGEIZBO, stands for Advance Fatality Galactic Ecosystems Infestations Zozo Beaming Operations.
ZoZos, is an evolved projectional digital hologramfical cyborg with dual wavelength brain emissions, part mentally human, that looked human with amazing super powers and the ability to reincarnate by self fractolic hyperbolian corporal regeneration. On his home planet of Aiokiteadi, he's a part of a top secret team of super soldiers.
Yet, today, he's on call serving on an alien bounty hunter task-force known as the D N festators! Their job is to be on 24/7 call and ready to help government spaceships to investigate, observe, and restore law and order, in ships in inter galactic distress, by being beamed across the fractalic fabrics of nurosikata hyperbolican space time, to help eradicate infestations by alien intruders from other worlds who have managed to penetrate the ships security and overtaken them.
Today we find Jack Sawed off at work.
He is being beamed down into the bowels of this distant space cruiser addressed as, the Yeega-vell-he-yo-mo-so-ve-c, it was exploring," the bewaz how-few-na-key-an," planet and accidentally got wild Go-so-rovallies on board the ship!  
Go-so-rovallies, for these red monster snakes, One of life’s greatest joys is having a pet, but these creatures which are a kind of monstrous lizard snakeatoid beast with a body that can at will collapse and slide through a small crack to get to you in your sleep.
The Go-so-rovallies, has special serums, providing the killer snakeatoid unparalleled access and customization to its DNA so it can be instantaneously modified, by its numbers of physical, chemical and biological agents, resulting in mutations to flatten its shape to sneak in to disguise its self to capture its prey.  
It likes other creatures as pets to feast on them, to eat other creatures, brings so much happiness, companionship and enjoyment for them, so much so that we can’t imagine the carnivoracity mentality they have, even when you are armed and go hunting for them, they reproduce so fast, they're so numerous, only thing to do is shoot at them and run or die.

When a security team like the D N fest-tators are called to be beamed down to take care of an Alien infestation on a Space ship, it takes hours to reach them. Because of light beam molecular beamology operational processing and depending on the spatial cross space distances, from the time they called for help in this case, they had forty crew members alive on board, but by the time the ZoZos soldier, Jack Saw-off arrived, there were only three humans left. All the others had been eaten. He is beamed down in the safety of the captains small pilot room.
He molecularizes and visually materializes inside the blacken chamber of the ship where he landed inside, lighting it up, shock waves of color flashes of rotating blue and white blasts of crackling electricity is seen rotating, zooming, dancing, swinging violently sparkling in white hot electronic white and yellow, rotating around at super speeds, around and around, suddenly there in an instant appears a ball of white fog and out of it steps the mechanized ZoZos soldier looking like a knight in shiny white armor, dressed in full battle gear equipped with heavy acticahem armature covering up his whole body! In his hand, he carries a strange power weapon in his arms at the ready. Around his waist he wears a heavy duty waistband of black shiny giants nugget square shaped storage arsenals nodules,  laser type armaments and other military devices. His legs are extra large with shiny black boots that rise up to his thigh.  His upper, armor opens and one can see his face, he's a rough looking individual with deep sunken eyes sharp like an eagle . He has a handsome but cold strong face, that tells you he's one bad dude, cold boiled, no sense type of guy, who lets you know exactly what he thinks, if its on a need to know basis, with an ego a mile high, he runs, not walks, seeming enjoying and loving the unknown dangerous confrontations he is about to encounter! And all the challenges he is about to face. And why not, knowing he won't die, would put a potentially sizzling feeling of superiority in anybody stride.


We see through a red colored computer glasses readout eye visors worn  by the ZOZO jack sawed off, we are looking out at  three men in the space ships room, identified as the Captains bridge, the men, dressed as crewmen, are looking up into the face of the ZOZO, one, a man thin, muscular, long grey hair and a tardak design ring around his neck, walks hesitantly towards him. he is dressed in commanders inter d uniforms and he opens his mouth and angrily  yells at him  .


What took you so long? What took you so long asked the angry impatient Captain of the stranded ship, as Jack materializes out of thin air.

The ZOZO focuses on the man speaking, in the screen, odd beebs are heard as the blinking cursors initiates a image scan of identification programs, S.T.Y. [ ID ] images of ships captains located in this area of space and locates and stops on a picture of a man that has the same face as the man in front of him, IDENTIFICATION PROGRAM FLASHES THE WORD ID MATCH in white letters .The ZOZO speaks  ...



Who are you, asked the Zozos, Jack Saw-off?

The ZOZO  VOICE IS LOUD AUTHORITATIVE, HE LOOKS DOWN AT HIM AND WALKS ONE STEP FORWARD IN A MANNER ASSERTING HIS PRESENCE AND AUTHORITY

I am Captain Rentor-si-alts, answers the Captain, pacing back and forth nervously with his hands on his hips, and looking angry as all hell. His small blue eyes staring out at him, he yells, I,  I called for help three hours ago, what took you so goddam long, your too god dam late! My crew all dead. Its just us three left?

THE ZOZO TAKES ANOTHER STEP FORWARD STANDING IN FRONT OF THE CAPTAIN FACE TO FACE.

Captain, yells jack, serious as a heart beat,  we can discuss that later, tell me what happened here and whats your current status.


Well, it all started a couple of days ago, we survey planets for the Lloansozeic Empirical corporation, we found this planet, its atmosphere was breathable so we reported it, and do what we always do, went down to investigate and map the dam place , our mission was simple, we'd been doing you know the basics you know, we perform the usual X-ray diffraction measurements on powered rocks, to determine what what minerals are present in the planets soils, and find out what signature minerals are in the different soil samples experiments.  
And, you know, we, we, of course collect Archeological data! Well, what do you know, while down on the planets surface,  we found this fabulous crazy looking forest, of all things, with all kinds of delicious fruits! We spotted an orchard of flowers with what sort of looked like blue berries and gathered them up to eat!  Ha, ha, ha, the men were laughing at the really weird looking plants in brite yellow, and blue, without suspicion, without a clue, that the sweet aromas emission emanating from the strange plants, the attractive colored flowers in full bloom, would cause our death soon! One of my men, . . . .
Sao, suddenly kneeling down in front of the weird plant and examining it, said to his buddy standing just a couple of yards away, hey come check this out Cadim,
When Cadim heard him, he turned and answered, Whats up dude,  Cadim asked turning around to see him pointing at some plants in the field.
Look, said Sao!
Dam freaky berries, Looks yummy, and right on time, he said patting his tummy, and exclaimed, boy am I hungry!
Year me too!
Said Cadim picking up several and tossing them one by one into his mouth.
Bite up Billy, exclaimed Mike to one of his buddies, everybody was in such good spirits. We tasted them!
Hmm exclaimed Mackilar, shit these berries, he said tilting his head admiringly at the tasty tidbits, he held in his hands, his eyes glued to it. Tasty! Tasty, he said talking with his mouth full, his words garbled and distorted, good. Gone take some back to the ship, he gestured lovingly, raising the pretty berry up to his lips, and giving it a kiss, and then, casually calmly smiling approvingly!

They're great, he exclaimed with enthusiasm!
Look at these over here, Amado said, surprised at the abundance of the delicious fruits all over the place.

Gosh, fired Die-boy, special crunches, never seen nothing like it, these boys taste good! He said savoring the alien berries!
Hey, Charmer, sure this is safe,
Yup, said Charmer,  the guy with the ecosystem planetary nutriment tracer, the blue screen, showed it had no poison in it, and was chock full of nutrients, although strange nutrients indeed, it nevertheless, registered it a safe for human consumption.

Charmer, waved his detector up over his head, and nodding his head up and down meaning it was Ok, and yelled out saying its good to eat, like a power protein!
Brig look, said Marsking, amazed as they watched a large flower in the magical garden they were in rise up and its balloon shape yellow petal sprung upward and opened up to us and a sweet smell filled the air, we couldn't resist. We were like bumblebees being attracted to a flowers honey! Brig, the steersman, appeared to be mesmerized by it, and drew closer gazing into the center of the flower, which had series of tiny flowers shape like berries some red some blue all enticing, then suddenly something jumped out, one flew out and straight into his mouth, trying to get , to get down his throat.

Brig, was gagging.
Look at Brig, yelled Mooney, one of the men in the back who witnessed what had happened to him.
Holy crap, Brig.  
What is it, asked Mackilar, as he saw Brig fall back, gagging on something like a big fish with an alligator like tail. Something red and scaly, was sticking out of his mouth of Brig, wiggling all round. Brig, grabbed hold of it, he was desperately trying to pull it back out of his mouth. He tried, he pulled and pulled on its tail sticking out of his mouth,  but it was too slippery and it slid down his throat into his mouth.

The animal slid down his throat and just like that, was gone. He closed his mouth grabbed his throat and I never forget the look of shock on that poor mans face, it was something unbelievable, exclaimed the Captain shaking his head .
 
Oh my god, if you could have only seen his eyes, the look on his face, the pure look of fear and agony, to not know what it is, that just got into him. Inside him, he didn't know, no one knew . . . oh my lord,
His eyes were popping out of his head. He began shaking. Trembling at first, then shaking all over scared as hell! No one wants to be standing at the abyss of the struggle with oh oh, what now question. but he turned and looked at us and his face said it all, what now, what is it, what do I do? Whats is it?

The totality of the complexity of why, why, a place you don't want to be. You don't want to be in its pit without an answer!
And, and he, he, and he stumbled back clasping his chest tightly beating on it, before tumbling over and going into violent convulsions all over the ground in the field.

It was, it was dam sure, was dam sure scary Mary time, thats all I can say, said Mackilar in a disturbing depressed tone of voice!

Mackilar, was a good friend of his, he bent down and tried to comfort the man, saying you gone be fine, hang in. we got you. Mackilar turn to call the others, come you guys lets get him to the Doc. The shocked men, dropped every thing and jumped into action running towards him.
Shit can you believe this, exclaimed Raphy, he's jumping all round!
You would too if shit like that was inside you too, snapped Mackilar, in response.

Well, the men picked him up, and immediately brought him inside the ship, and as they were heading straight for the Doctors centers and the emergency ward, when something really strange started to happen. When!
When, they were taking him down the corridors, the strangest thing dam thing you ever saw, began to happen.

There were like seven guys carrying him. Right, and suddenly on different parts of his body, what looked like little red animal legs with fingers started growing out of his flesh super fast. It was amazing how quick it all happened. The man, let me tell you, the guy, he, he had little protrusions growing out on the side of his head and arms, like little limbs.
He had, about six arms growing out of the flesh of each of his arms and his legs, and they were light reddish in color, and they turned into legs with real joints and seem to be getting bigger and stronger looking with each passing second.

And you know what?
These legs, these tiny legs that were growing out of him were getting bigger, and bigger, and they were looking like something you'd expect to see on tiny lizards, salamanders or something only bigger.

And you know what else, they were, they were alive and wiggling.

The men saw it but kept going, but now, on seeing this, instead of walking caring him, they knew this legs thing, was very bad news, so they started running with him as fast a they could, down the long dark corridors of the ship that leads towards the Doc opts recovery room section, hoping that old Doc Edwards could help, but unbelievably something looking like, a kind of bubbling soap suds came oozing out, out around his neck, then out around his wrist, and around his legs. All of these limbs had six or more little legs growing out of them,
and there was a sound of a weird sizzling sound. As the bubbling chemicals, oozing out of the mans joints, suddenly cut through the flesh and bones of them and his head fell off, and the little legs on it ran away with his head to the far side of the corridor and disappeared in the dark!

Then his two arms fell off and ran off too, in different directions! His legs jumped out of the hands of the men and ran off too!
Every body screamed bloody murder, we all were shocked it was unbelievable, we stopped, and Mackilar yelled out, Ok men, lets all, get the Doc, he'll know what this is all about, he said and then some of them decided to go after the run away body parts and shoot them.

Mackilar, said, Jerry, you guys come on with me, lets go get him, you guys go after him, come on, lets get his arms, and his legs and head and bring them back to the Doctor! To the two crewmen standing nearby, Flag and Dipstick, he yelled hey guys, get your weapons at the ready, whats going down ain't cool. This shit is dangerous! I  got your back, he yelled out to his friend in front of him, Flag listen he said,  I am gone radio, the Captain, said Mackilar cooly with un-nerving confidence, like he could handle this situation, but could he? Could anyone?

Mackilar, spoke quickly into the radio on his arm. Cap, Mackilar said, we got [ bleeping ] big problems! The Captain, who already, was now in the Doctors office telling the Doc, what had happen outside in the field, was expecting the man to be rushed into the emergency ward any second, but, instead he and the Captain came running down the corridors towards them. Apparently, they had watched the action unfolding in terror down in the corridors outside on the video surveillance cameras in the doctors office!



ha, ha, ha, you stupid, stupid, stupid  fools, you, you think you got away? You with a brain of a pea, can flee from the likes of me? Ha, ha, ha!


No body, but nobody  escapes from," The  Bucket of Lips," ha, ha, ha!  I am a robot bomb machine controller, sent to board your ship, I ran in with the other inmates! I look just like you humans too boo hoo! Ha, ha, ha,   .   .   . But appearances, appearances are so very deceiving! Don't you agree, Oh, ha, ha, ha! Oh, ha, ha, ha! ha, ha, ha!

And now I am going to take you back with me!
Ha, ha  ha, ha!



The sense of joy was replaced with fear, as the men realized this guy was a spy, a live walking talking bomb, threatening to kill them all!

I will say this once, you are all under arrest, turn the ship around or I will blow myself up and this stupid ship along with me,
ha, ha, ha, ha,ha


Said this guy who looked just like every body else, he looked human, even though there were a few non human inmates that escaped and came on board. He did not look like a metal shiny machine, no, its creators designed him to be fool proof, as human as possible! He looked like a big wide shouldered wide necked giant football player, but with a face of a nice looking preacher, hair trimmed short, a slight light beard! He was the type you'd just by his appearance, you might be inclined to trust! He was, an OK type looking guy, he wasn't that tall either, as people go nowadays, only eleven or twelve feet tall if that! Perhaps four hundred slim pounds, dressed in the usually inmate attire , a dirty black grey, striped jump suit, with the florescent orange stripes that glow in the dark, across the chess with the prison ID numbers and letters BL no. 0193736365! He was laughing and walking calmly in the midsts  of the men, he placed his hands behind his back as he walked around in circles chuckling seemingly enjoying himself, and laughing loudly :

Ha, ha  ha, ha!   You fools! All that work! All that effort and planning, scheming, all that, all that was futile!  Ha, ha, ha! You humans are a real trip really! Ha, ha, ha !

Don't you think the authorities are enterprising? You are slaves! You are commodities, the Bucket of Lips Federation owns you.  The conspiracy is the system creates machines that protect it from losses cause by probabilistical escapes like yours, of which I am one. For one, ha, ha, ha,  as a breathing, talking, walking time bomb machine, i'll blow you up if you provoke me.  My programming is to bring you back to save them money expenditures, but if I blow you up, it will be only a statistical produce lost, nothing more!  Replaceable financially, They already have such losses built in to the system as expiration dates.

Ha, ha, ha, now you will all listen to me, or I  will blow my self up and this silly ship with you will be blown up and you all will be dead! Ha, ha, ha ; look, oh ha, ha, if you, if you you, ha, ha, ha, could see the look on your faces, look,  at the look, on your faces! Ha, ha, ha! If you could only see your selves as I do. Fear written on you! Ha, ha, ha !  Oh ha, ha, ha! You humans, you are so, so, so very funny, ha,  ha,  ha! Your fear of death is your own downfall! Ha, ha, ha, and the Federation at the Bucket of Lips knows it !  Ha, ha, ha ! I laugh, ha, ha, ha  I muse because I am not alive. My purpose is to kill you or blow my self up! Ha, ha, ha  oh ha, ha, ha , now. Enough chit chat! We've got to get back! You, you all want to get back alive right?


Ha, ha, ha ! Oh ha, ha, ha, ha! Now, we can do this nice or we can do this very bad! Let me introduce my self humans! My name is Balls! Captain Balls to you! Who is in charge, step up and tell me your name?

Me, my name is Roy
You're the captain?
Yes!
What is your full name Captain Roy!
Captain Roy Royhamo Heavenly
 
Captain Roy Royhamo Heavenly, you will address me as Captain Balls!
I am ordering you to desist from giving orders to your men and hoods on board this vessel, unless you get authorization from me personally?
Do you understand, only unless I authorize it!


Check this out, shit balls, you're not no time bomb robot, this sector of space are too poor to have acquisitional assets that sophisticated, this is the poor lands of space baby! I was not born yesterday! That two bit poor ass jail don't got that type of money honey! What this is, you're a dumb prison guard, thinking your dealing with dumb, uneducated dudes, but hey check it out, some us got a little education dude, you know?

You, all you doing is trying fool us, and to get promotion for your self, by bringing us all in, making you look good! You want to scare us, con us!
But check, it out! Like I said just happens I know planets around this quadrant don't got robots like that!
I know, they got them in BBB space, Empirical Forces Space, but in a poor ass rebel space like this, give me a break! Not around here, baby! So you trying to pull off a fast one, fool us? You're full of it! What you think? We [ BLEEPING ] STUPID? We gone believe you?

Year man, said Gotti GOT,


who looked very small compared to this guy, walking and standing up just behind Roy!


I am gone kick you ass!  And then I am gone throw your ass off this, GODDAM ship, er, huh, er.   .   .   That is if, er.  .   .  the Captain here don't mind?
Be my guess, said Roy sarcastically!
Hey Lalalinda slap this man in the face!,


Gotti GOTS transvestite friend, Lalalinda, walked up and slapped him, POW!

The man was unfazed, unperturbed, unconcerned and instead turned and looked at Roy, with steely eyes and addressed Roy, and walked a few feet closer to look him in the eyes. They were standing now perhaps fifteen or twenty feet apart!.

Then, he removed his shirt and said to roy, "shoot me!" Roy whipped out his laser handgun, Boom, Baboom baBOOM, without hesitating Roy shot him in the chest! The man stumbled backwards, but regained his equilibrium, as the flesh impacted by the blast was distorted forming a deep blast impact crater in his chest, bursting into smoke and flames, glowing white, yellow hot, its metals integrity boiling fast like hot water, shaking and sizzling!

It was baffling to see the magic of the materials of the metal's coeffiency modulus of elasticity, existing in this thing standing right there before them, as its, so called chest," rest shape," got blown away, at once gone, only seconds later to return as it was before. Nothing had happen. Nothing. The continuum of elasticity, beat out the hopes of a better reality, for the humans.

The implications was clear, it was obvious it withstood the blast and it was the kind of thing that is incredible to watch! The skin and boiling metal got it's coloring back and cooled down, the smoke rose up and disappears slowly rising in the ceiling, the flesh in the chest recombobulated and returned to its normal shape cooling off till it looked normal just like it did, before it got blasted! His chest returned to look as if nothing had happened to it.

The crowd of people in the room where shocked, stunned, stood there looking at him and at themselves in utter amazement and silence!


the scent of cold fear white washed the air in there, you could hear the peoples hearts beating waiting for what was to come next.


[ 2 ]


Cost benefits of your disrespect , will not be forgotten! Repercussions, yes, should be fourth coming
but like good traveling companions, lets forgive and forget shall we? Ha, ha, ha!  Captain Roy, your opinions as to whether this sector of the quadrant can afford advanced instrumentality such as my self, capital allocation of my owners doesn't concern, the concerns of a machine whether they can afford me or not!  I am! I am here !  There is no customer entitlement satisfaction component with me I am here to kill if provoked! Don't!

If you force me,

he said in a strong loud authoritative voice,

I will kill you all!  I am instrumental not accommodative.

Said the robot, looking at each of them in their eyes, standing around him, turning his head around three hundred and sixty degrees! Then , he turned his head back, and faced Captain Roy, directly and said :

Captain Roy, you claim to have education, Captain Roy, but you, you so far you have demonstrated the opposite! I expect you to control the actions of your crew! Curtail their hostility, on the way back, if they want to make it back alive! Turn the ship around and take us baaaaaack,


but before he could finish his words, came a thunderous roar of hyper drive engines:
She thommm ba booomrrooooooooosheeeeeeeeeeiiiiwishhhhhhhhhh.    .    .    . sheeeeeeeeeeeee.   .  .    came a loud blasting sounds, as suddenly the pilot hit the driver acellarator, iniciating hyper drive! You usually rise up the intensity level slowly to protect surface integrity avoiding warping momentum incidences, but, there was no time she thought, and she did it all at once, in other words, putting the metal to the petal and pressing fast and hard,  fearing the robot! So, suddenly the ship's walls and floors, they shook violently, taking everybody by surprise! Knocking some over, some fell to the floor, others held onto walls, it was chaos dancing in the chairs of the surreal stopping ones heart from beating, dispensing with space life normalcy, dispensing with hope, dispensing with feelings aboard the doomed ship, sloped, now, headed for a nightmare trip of no return! The thought of it burned in everyone! It was a chance, and she took it!

It was a mad dash attempt by the pilot driving the ship on the bridge, to zoom away as far as possible from the Bucket of Lips prison! She was watching the events on the surveillance cameras and was privy to the fact, She might not have another opportunity. She knew that if questioned about it, Roy would defend her, and she could get away with it!  


Captain Roy, did you give the order to warp spark jump?
No!
No who, demanded the robot angrily!
No Captain Balls! My pilot was following ships procedure protocols to hop fabrics of space time. We do it all the time, she didn't know what we were talking about! I'll tell her to turn around, but it will be a lengthy return now, cause fuel resources is shortened!

Very well! Fault lies with her not you, but now I repeat! You are to do as I say and are responsible for your crews actions! Now any failures in procedures will be an internal control failure issue to which you will be made to pay dearly with your life, I won't kill you, but I will cut off your lips, so if you're fond of them, obey me Captain Roy Royhamo Heavenly!  Tell her to turn it around we're going back to the Bucket of Lips!  Do it! Go now Captain Roy!


[ 3 ]



Pilot, Sasharta Scanki, a rough no nonsense twenty-nine year old chick was his pilot, she was fully Decade-tobian certified, as a qualified sub-light transmission posture pilot, thoroughly trained in inter-dynamic corridor Sace Spaceflight! A vigorous space dame! A dependable lady, beautiful, fair skinned red head, big busted, who took delight in teasing him from time to time, drove him crazy, as a love interest, but not his steady girl, but an on off proportionately casual trick, in a pinch, in the past, they were a couple, attracted to each other, now, with the horrible specter of this robot threatening every one with death or taking them back to be a slave, this depressing possibility, heightens their personal feelings strongly at this juncture, raising the sexual attraction level that they had, again in them.
Captain Roy walks, carrying the new order to reverse course to her, feeling terrible, terrible about it and really feeling down and out, as he heads for where Scanki is piloting the ship on the bridge!  He stands before the bridges door before entering, pondering, thinking for a second just outside the bridge, feeling ashamed to see her and having her see him now, that he is helpless! The brash talk, he was notable for, had no place now, unbacked by a viable solution had no force, no purpose, a lot of talk, bolstering won't ameliorate the need for action, but he's rattled, feels helpless, convinced theres nothing he can do, but capitulate, and tell the truth! He raises his hand and presses the code button on the side of the metal door to open it! The fractal dome shaped heavy ships door slides automatically aside, he enters intentionally avoiding looking her in her blue eyes!

After all, he thought, she is cool, but she is a woman, and men are supposed to take care of women when things get rough, but what could he do?

He enters, the bridge and sadly informs her of the plight of the ship, and their redline bottom line situation, and the orders her to turn the ship around. He enters his head hung down, his macho man, strong man facade is now crushed psychologically, now, replaced with the vulnerable feelings a man gets when his back is against the wall with no answers in sight at all!

"Chocolate," he says calling her by his nick name for her, she was an eye candy girl, cigarette lips, big hips addictions. Says to the pilot girly, robot bomb man, says if I don't turn back , turn my ship, my cruiser back, he'll.  .  .  . He . .  . . Well, Chocolate the guy, recked me!  I am sure you checked out the surveillance  shots! He don't die, I shot him but he don't die, and,   …he said coughing,  I got to do what he say or he'll.     .     .     .    


What baby,whispered Scanki,
 turning and looking at him. He was handsome man, but now she was looking at his sad looking face, she felt hurt, she was feeling his hurt, his pain, his shame, as she whispered to the once proud, loud, mouth, charismatic brash man, that stood before her defeated.


What is it? Tell me?

She looked at him, she looked at him,  standing there speechless and pitiful, frustrated and went to him, and got closer and closer, and raised her arms and slipped her hands around his waist and hugged him gently. Softly comforting him trying to restart his fire as only a woman could do! They both were cognizant of the direness of the nightmare they were living, and the place they were at!  He, just a man, like any man in the forest of life learning to walk through it, seeking the hidden sunshine, playing, seeking to sink in the nice daring, comfortable part of life, and daring to try to make something out of nothing and make a new life for himself, and not an empty one, and regain in his own way the solace lost of his past! Now, this weaponized talking thing confronting him, shook the context of secure reality as he thought he knew it, and what the thing said about cutting off his lips knocked him seriously for a loop! He wasn't himself after that!

He was lost and the thing between his ears was clueless, as to what path to take! Capitulation? It was very troubling! He felt her arms around his waist, and it was difficult! He was at a different stage, a different head, out of it, couldn't understand it at any cost. Something in side of him had been erased, lost, obliterated. A lesson in how to be a Human being, mistreated by fate, face to face with a machine! But, he felt empty, dead, the robots threat, went to his head, knocked out his fire, replaced it with a thorn in his side, haunting killing his pride, the outrageous dangers, there inside, yes, there, there is something about watching your own doing something bad to your own kind!


But, even worse, is watching when the thing doing the talking, killing, doesn't even have a mind, but was printed to resemble your own kind!
Reality made him want to cry, that posed not high but low, to him, the stress persuading him, daringly addressing him to face the realities and basic human desires to flee, liberty not to die, but could he, would he? Back to, " The Bucket of Lips," or die eternity wise?
In the back of his head, in the back of his eye die by suicide? In the back of his head, in the back of his eye die by suicide, why it is the cry, of men when in fear jeered, despaired, whispering acknowledging defeat, the bitterous pill treat! It was to easy! Too, too easy!  It would be so easy to provoke him and attain death by choice, die by, In the back of his head, in the back of his eye die by suicide?


What a choice? better to have a choice than none? He went over to the ships targeting monitor and punched in the op code setting re-calibrating it to reverse and turn around. His ship responded , you could feel the navigation turning, turning back! He said nothing, moved like a quiet spirit eviscerated, hungering for comfort. His head hung down, ashamed to have his eyes meet her eyes, and turned and sat back limp onto the chair, before the giant window in front of the vastness of the space skies above them, above them billions of galaxies, above them life. She moved closer moving slowly sensing his awkwardness, his hesitancy, pressed her body towards his. She first placed her hands on his chest, trying to get a response out of the beaten man, failing that, then took his hands and placed them on her hips and leaned pressing him and whispered to him again and again :


What is it? Tell me?

The situation really touched a popular love nerve people suddenly get when put in a bad situation, thats not right, where they could lose their life that night, where taking advantage of their roots, their sexual creature comforts, suddenly loomed attractively, in great detail, as a last recourse before a destructive force, a destructive force, bigger than them drum rolls their last rites to late, to fight, to late to even think of anything but love, love with all their might, to do it before you can not! But he was so hurt psychologically, he was low, he was slow, slow to realize she was urging him, trying to animate him amorously!
How could he, he respond, would he snap out of it? It was obvious she wanted him now despite the desperation of their plight, could he respond sitting there under the stars in the Captains chair?


What is it? Tell me?

Chocolate I   .    .   .  

What is it? Tell me?

Chocolate I , I, OMG, I think, I think, er, oh, man I can 't get my head around this! Oh, I, oh man, its so hard!  

What is it? Tell me? I am here for you! Chocolates here baby.   .   .   .  

she whispered soothing him trying to ignite his ambition! Trying to unlock his passionate side, sidetracked, temporally she hoped to get up and back! Induce him seduce him! In the pass, if she just touch him in a certain spot, he'd get hot, but now? Roy, his eyes were distant, his mind was affected! In distress! Seeing that thing, that he could not kill, did something in his head, his both eyes were red, like he was crying! He was like a stranger to himself. It would not die, he kept thinking, a weaponized evil being, on the scene, in his world, on his ship, seeing it again and again in his mind, an incredible nightmare, of a different kind!
  






Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say,  Has every body done gone nuts?  I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is  I think all o them got a big surprise coming!  Believe that!!   I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.
Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning!   I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在,我們看到你很快 !,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!




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Insist we do another heart felt tribute to acknowledging a young bad rebel visual and sound magician research investigator in our midst!

A video producer and music mood creationist, plus a visual emancipator sound-synchronologist, fractologist entering boldly into fractology with fission  vision, perspective, and purveyor of modern works hot off the fractal platter, telling you like it is! Showing you what in the future that matters! Catch him if you can!



Today we like to honor this photographer and visual and sound-synchronologist, fractologist and  mood setting engineer out there! :

Greetings and Salutations,
Greetings and Salutations,
Greetings and Salutations to you MASTER Typta's



If you wish to see and enjoy it large size screen go to vimeo

see it here>http://vimeo.com/60020176


Trypta Live Demo Reel 1


if the mind can party hardy

so can the code from which it originates,

so can the thought so hard fought, do too, transforms idea in to two!,

so can savages in the cages, bounce together in tandem singing its anthem, licking enjoying the music like babies getting down with pablum, have some?

So can rocks knock, knock whose there year my future here, are you ready?


So can the things that separate ages, blings sparkles amongst the complacent sages, fearful of investing their wages, blinded, thinking they have tomorrow to act, when in fact tomorrow is already here giving you a heart attack, and what will be will be only seconds away now you see.


Congratulations to you Master Trypta and welcome to the forums!
To you a bombadeer, multiplications in the stratosphere, salutations, and a especially deserved dose of ovations inside the Fractal Forums here!!

We loved your conceptualizations, it takes fractals out of the closets into front door of the realms of musicality, into the realms of feelings!


Abodes of a dweller feller named  killer diller aka : Tryptophan sync action of fractals to music on the money it ain't funny honey, this is what its all about scout!
Check him out
See what the bad boys all about, give em applause, he got clout, this Master knows what its all about!
He so far ahead of his time, time hasn't caught up to him yet.


 see it here  >http://vimeo.com/62582942


 



What others dreamed of, a Master conceived of, put into reality, pioneered and thus, raised the levels of Architectology Fractology up a notch, to where it belongs, not just in the fine Art museums, but also, to party time status disco-tech revival times : Hello, baby you did it thank you and your collaborators, Thank you all so much! Smooth ? Cool what do you know about fear? Fear is foolish!




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