00. Underture
Apr. 13th, 2005 01:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
robotnik2004Advice given to me by an older member of the Academy on how to avoid committees and similar service work in academia: “It can be extremely useful to be seen as unsound.”
Born inside a supernova (He's Viv Vortex)
He gets in 18 and over (He's Viv Vortex)
Psychedelic V-Space! The Varmus’ immense rocktopoid ship, the Kräken, has Viv Vortex’s Flying V spaceship in its tentacles. The Kräken plays the smaller ship like a guitar, gradually tearing the Flying V apart. Viv fires the Groove Thrusters and tries to steer his ship into a Purple Hole. One of his crewmates, a gorgeous blonde (does she maybe look like somebody we know?), asks: “Viv, how will I find you on the other side?” He points to the clouds of the Head Nebula: they form a yin-yang swirl, a cosmic 69. “Remember the sign, baby.” And then he’s gone, a power chord shift across dimensions, his essence converted into pure rock. The Varmus’ voice rumbles like magma. “FOLLOW HIM. THERE IS NOWHERE HE CAN GO I WILL NOT FOLLOW.” The rocktopoids report: “We’ve lost his signal, but not the girl’s.” The Varmus is pleased. “THE GIRL WILL LEAD ME TO HIM.” The Varmus powers up the Kräken’s planet-sized Anti-Woofers, tells his crew: “PREPARE TO BECOME UN-SOUND.”
(To be continued...)
Born inside a supernova (He's Viv Vortex)
He gets in 18 and over (He's Viv Vortex)
Psychedelic V-Space! The Varmus’ immense rocktopoid ship, the Kräken, has Viv Vortex’s Flying V spaceship in its tentacles. The Kräken plays the smaller ship like a guitar, gradually tearing the Flying V apart. Viv fires the Groove Thrusters and tries to steer his ship into a Purple Hole. One of his crewmates, a gorgeous blonde (does she maybe look like somebody we know?), asks: “Viv, how will I find you on the other side?” He points to the clouds of the Head Nebula: they form a yin-yang swirl, a cosmic 69. “Remember the sign, baby.” And then he’s gone, a power chord shift across dimensions, his essence converted into pure rock. The Varmus’ voice rumbles like magma. “FOLLOW HIM. THERE IS NOWHERE HE CAN GO I WILL NOT FOLLOW.” The rocktopoids report: “We’ve lost his signal, but not the girl’s.” The Varmus is pleased. “THE GIRL WILL LEAD ME TO HIM.” The Varmus powers up the Kräken’s planet-sized Anti-Woofers, tells his crew: “PREPARE TO BECOME UN-SOUND.”
(To be continued...)
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Date: 2005-04-13 07:55 pm (UTC)under orders from Motherto get sabotage this game and get it shut down. Do you think it was easy arranging for the Red Sox to make it to game seven against the Yankees, and then making sure their schedule coincided with our game?no subject
Date: 2005-04-13 08:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-13 08:21 pm (UTC)