Super Musicians Breakthrough Do

by Marlynn Swanigan

fired, cocked, and fired – (♪click-clack-boom♪) shotgun shells floppin' everywhere... When they died, they were nineties, so, he grappled them and kept slamming them against the crates and rocks as if they only weighed 90 ounces... The devil camouflaged and blew out the torches, then, Truecifer - formerly Azarban - morphed into a dragon, and the good dragon could write armor or manipulate his organs with Hollowbotics. Hence the name, Truecifer, the holy juggernaut!♫°

  An awards ceremony was held the day after we filmed ‘Quake Fu’. I was looking good as usual… “And the award for most adorable nuke goes to...Little-Azarban!” He proudly accepts, unlike any other modest angel. Then, the spy cherubs try to seize his trophy. He’s tackled and the trophy flies out of his arms. Another spy-cherub catches it and vanishes. “Someone should get these guys the most trophies award.” Sometimes, you bring love even when you don’t know it… When you’ve been picked on so long, you pick on yourself, but God brings you out of unsure madness and you transform. Have inner rest; be nice, not mad ever, there’s a lot more world out there than this… God is my judge and friend overall, you’re not a screw up, you just screwed up. Find God’s rest by seeing it in other people… Are you calm? Are you? Do you want to be that type of character? Wait until you see the look on peoples’ faces when they expect you to get mad, and you set an example for all. Until someone gets to know you, what does it matter what they say about you? They used to call me crazy; you know what I said? – “I’m not crazy, I’m Marlynn…” Gawndihowl morph...

  (The ‘Lunar Men Vs. The Microbotical Ku Klux Klan’ narrator audio plays) ♫°

  [Radiolight, Soul Hollow]

  Extra terrestrials that looked like male Caucasian protestors surrounded the Lunar Man Corp. The Hyper Thieves had taken all their wives from them because they were looting other moons and enslaving the native ETs. The only reason they were being punished was because the native ETs did the right thing and snitched. “I HAVE BEEN TO SEMINAR AFTER SEMINAR! WE HAVE ACCEPTED THE ENTIRE CONFEDERACY AS EQUALS AND REMAINED NOBLE TO THE SAME CAUSE AS YOU, HEEPLEEVIN!”

  “YOU HAVE DISHONORED YOURSELVES! WE ARE NOT OBLIGED TO RECONCILE YOUR FORTITUDE! NOW, YOU WALK INTO MY CORPORATION WITH YOUR PLAGUES TO WAGE WAR IF I DON'T SUFFER FOR YOUR ACTIONS?!?”

  “I DO ACCEPT!”

  “EZEQUADOR IS ALL OVER THIS CRIME, WIZARD! IF YOU TAKE ONE-SINGLE STEP OUT OF THIS OFFICE WITHOUT TURNING OVER THOSE MICROBOTS, DUCK, BECAUSE I'M LITERALLY PLANNING TO GUN THEM OFF OF EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU!” The wizard makes a move for the front door to dodge a light gun blast. The wizards defended their imperial, and began to strike the hollownauts with magic. Formed and run by the native ETs, the Lunar Men took ordinary guns and after each scourge, the guns evolve, the Hollowbots found some way to make the bullets diversify. The wizards camouflaged and re-appeared. Word got out about these ETs and people followed. Then the imperial ratted the holy gawnden out saying, “HAVE I SPILLED THE BEANS ABOUT THE NUKES DYING THE INSTANT THE MONSTERS GROW ENDANGERED?” Their wives watched encamped with the holy-thieves and some of them fainted. “Edit.”

  “What, Ocean?” Edit walked to Ocean. “Got a few dead ones here, what do we do?”

  “Rodger that, soldier, ok-” the hyper-thieves devolved back into the Generated Nukes. Rosebush hovers to the camp. She wept and said the most devastating words Groove had ever been told, “They know...” As she wept, Lily suddenly croaked and collapsed forward. Demo yelled, “NO!” and Rosebush cried, “H-LILY..? H-H-OH MY GOHHD,” while both tried to catch her and call her. Rosebush falls on her knees, “LILY-H-HH!” Taybah celebrates in the white room, abusing and taunting Ezequador.♫°

  Gawndihowl Morph…

  I was in a gauntlet with the children in the white room when Ezequador called me out to speak to me. “This ain't over lil' girl...” I promised an aggressive young warrior of God. She popped her neck by rolling it around, she levitated, and told me to bring it with her hands... “Ezequador, what is it?”

  “I want you to add this super replay to your movie. And I wanted to tell you, I’m proud of you, son. Now, don't watch it until I leave- I’m practicing modesty.” He stood up and hugged me, “HMPH.” he jumped, then he floated out to Super Amolvia. “Yo, man, I don't want no ol' grainy stuff.” It turns out, it was grainy, but I could see a little. It was Ezequador, battered and weak. All the Hollowbotic objects around him were covered in ice, igniting electrical sparks, and tarnished! It was stunning, because I could look up and see the same objects in mint-condition. I wanted to keep watching, so, I took a seat in the throne. [Super Replay: Demo, Groove and Rosebush hurry for the exiles' base, all but Rosebush growing weak. Groove trips and croaks! Demo stops and tries to wake him up. “HAHHHHHHT!” The chief didn't respond. “Yea-heh-hehhh! Remember me? Remember when I made all those offers, now hmp-look at you!” Taybah mocked Ezequador and kicked him. Taybah was wearing a suit, walking smoothly and covering whatever he wanted with ice charged with darkness. The spy-cherubs were being reaped by the exiles and stuffed with good foods to make them dark. The nineties cheered, surrounding the castle. Ezequador fought for air, but he kept getting weaker. The exiles celebrated, danced, laughed, played poker, and sang as life slowly drained from Ezequador. Super Demo flew in, but he collapsed as soon as he got to the throne room. He was gone. The exiles who were playing cards turned around, stared at him a few seconds, then they busted out laughing. “WAIT A MINUTE! LET ME GO!” Rosebush cried as the nineties mocked her and watched. Her halo exploded as she beat the Lord’s angels, fighting to get away, but the angels dragged her out of the doorway and forced her to leave. Taybah froze Ezequador up to his neck. Ezequador shivered and fought to stay awake. Somebody flipped the poker table because they were cheated. One exile taps the mad one and points to Ezequador. He looks and they all laugh. Ezequador looks up at Christ broiling in agony. Taybah takes a snapshot… “Oh, you should see your face on your surround-belt! AAHH-HAHAHAHA!” Taybah hurls the table into a wall quickly to discourage Ezequador and throw off his breathing patterns. Ezequador thought about Azarban, who had died first among the Generated Nukes, and he smiled. “I-I c-could alw-ways-s t-trust you-hh-h-h…” Ezequador looked at Azarban’s body, which was in the ice with him. Azarban opened his eyes and broke free… He shivered and stumbled underneath the throne and pulled a secret switch. A baby monster crawled in out of a secret door with a portal axe, between Ezequador and Taybah. The portal was connected to a room with two lifeless monsters on a contraption that charges their hearts and organs to make them reproduce. Ezequador nuked the entire room, the pool made the holy fire stronger, and it returned to normal. Azarban hugged him as the exiles burned. As only they and the monster occupied the now soundless white room; he called, “Reversal!” aloud as if the exiles were still there to sense it.] I was happy to receive such good footage, it was a good ending for my movie, but it bored me. I guess I won’t understand until I see it on the big screen. I sat back in the throne, played with my window, and sighed. Then, I ran out. You always want God to hear your plans, be good enough friends to him to listen to his plans – only what God says about you counts. He’s your friend who understands you; when you believe that, you’ll be a holy juggernaut. The orchestral played behind my as I stepped out. Arctic bots, aquatic bots, island bots, city bots, underground bots grew upset to see that Ezequador was off - “I feel fine talking to you, right here in my mind, my God. I know you are lowly and I respect that. We will give unnoticed and accept 0. People are freezing right now. Lower your voice and find out where you’re comfortable talking to God.” I nuked them and they left me looking at my beautiful wife, Rosebush, waiting for me with homemade food. I picked her up and rocked her, “AAHH-HAAHAA! – Ha-What are you doing, manly hands?”

  “I’m getting ready.”

  “Uhh...ready for what?”

  “For the next monster shortage.” She rolled her eyes. “GIMME A BEEE!” you could hear Groove’s followers yelling 'B'. “GIMME AN A! (A!); GIMME AN 'N'” Groove cheer
ed on Little Azarban who saved the Generated Nukes from perishing. He threw Ban up and caught him and he giggled all the way down. As I rocked Rosebush, I gaze into her eyes. After a while, we just lay there in front of the doors with our backs leaned against them and made out while the sunset…

  SECTION VII

  STAND OFF

  Afternoon

  I just got back from my martial arts class and summoned hot Asian women bots to give me a massage as I drank brews through a straw. The super musicians were in my recording studio making a new song, when I heard my guards yell, "FREEZE!" I look outside, and Mega Belial says, "OK..." unplugs them all and arrests them! Super Marlynn erased armor - the picky little brat - and his special headphones faded away. He asks, "What the junk was that, illuminati?" pauses, and busts out laughing. I erase armor and take cover near the window to see who it was. "YOU GOTTA COME OUT SOMETIME, AZARBAN! FIRE IN THE HOLE!" Waves of dark flying mines, missiles, and rockets head toward my house. My Hollownaut I had stationed in the attic yells, "INCOMING!" before being recycled and looted by the eerie Megas. He dissolves and soars into Mega