Pick Asidz: Heads without tails

Cog: Do you have the Beastion Accelerator? I want to have everyone go feral today in Los Angeles.

Denizen 1: Dark Bastion Cog we have need for acceleratory crystals!

Cog: Then go milk the clones Denizen 1! I thought the sole coffins were producing tons of thought matrix crystals?

Denizen 2: Yes, but Insidion squandered most of them on Mission Infidel. Those two whyte witch twins must be eliminated, thought clairvoyancy must be eliminated!

Cog: Then release the Dinozaurs on Gridlockx Centrale!

At Grilockx Pentagon...

Luna: Dinozaurs...little itty bitty dinosaur clones. They knaw at my shoes...ripe to shoot.

Traz: Well a little target practice to save the president.

Luna: Where is the neugunnesmith armory?

Traz: Don't surmise a handgun suprise...persist with vigor in denominations.

Pick Asidz: Heads or Tales

Trax: I am a thought artist who can project my thought art telepathically...I live to dream.

Loca: I live for you to make money honey...

Trax: Don't you dream Loca?

Loca: Not as much since I was made biomechanical...hope lives in the dream though. Like we are all playing for golden dildos?

Trax: Or platinum pussy pockets...I seek the dream orgasm...climax to a consequential epiphony. That and the bloodlust blood rush.

Loca: Fastest gun in the west...my pussy tastes the best. Tell me about it? Us androids taste like latex? So what is with you and that "old meat", Luna Cole?

Trax: I fell for thee and it's not my cup of tea dahling? Extra pussy cheese on my "Peterza"?

Loca: Not in my place of forgiveness...

Trax: Oh yeah where is that?

Loca: Stuck in the closet with the "Rectal Terradectyl"?

Trax: Or my new meat...

Loca: Ha ha ha...It all tastes like chicken!

What is the entree without the pick aside?

Don't try to ask the wolf or the cat

Hide and speak
So I tweek
Not with serum
Not with musk
Not with little fairy dusk
Not with rythme
Not with ryhme
So it's time to drop the dime
Confused about blipping
Then you bleep
With humorous little thunder keep
Time of essence
Time of try
Don't even ask to die
Don't try to ask for more medecines
Damn these doctors are malpractice veterans
Slew off tempo
Then unwind
Oops I dropped off too kind...
Noble as a lion
With a soul like a wolf
Man is this a world of thunder pulf
So have a purpose
Merry Men
Both of us like to eat
The chicken or the hen.

Inquiring into Inquisition

Full Moon and I swoon
For it was a dog day afternoon
In WereKat June
Everywhere a loon
Singing to their own tune
Bringing their own boon
Last outcast to the post
Suitable to the host
Bewaring the ghost
Of a winter zost
Djinni to a lamp
We set up complimentry camp
Even though a bit damp
Dripping for a samp
Configure a lecture
Like lost nomenclature
To a denominator damp
Itself the ramp
To a horizontal plane
As to why I am so vain...

Pick Asidz: Art is life Life is an art

Gen Murphy: Life is like a dirty lesson...treat it like a smith and wesson.

Lt. Hunter: Singing Wyvern Wulf tunes?

Gen Murphy: Yeah oneday I will come home when we have outfitted the perfect war automaton.

Lt. Hunter: Well until then you listen to the beat of your own drum?

Gen. Murphy: That reminds me...what do black people do when they see the white light?

Lt. Hunter: What?

Gen. Murphy: Drive by shooting stars in ghetto getups.

Lt. Hunter: You can take the man out of the ghetto, but can you ghetto the man to do pushups?

Gen. Murphy: Good one...but I hate to say black people make the best soldiers.

Lt. Hunter: I heard Charma and Charisma say "yup a lup"? Aren't they new lightbringer recruits?

Gen. Murphy: Yeah I'm jealous because they were established by Lorde Acquios himself. Even more of the enigma than Jasone Moone.

Lt. Hunter: Uh, should you even be talking to me about those people sir?

Pick Asidz: Toss the Dark Witch in a ditch

Charisma: I hate dark witches. The stupid MoonBringers are chock full of em. I am a lightbringer recruit myself...so is my twin sister. You know they are less clairvoyant and more sinister about everything? Sardonic sarcastics who are synical to boot.

Charma: Jasone Moone is an enigma. They say he performs ceremonies by the light of the full moon. I guess MoonBringers are only at the halfway point compared to the Hexorcists....?

Dreamscapz Conceptualizations

Spirite in the dream is an essence of soul.
Corporeale spirite reality in R.E.M.
Spirite Swords
Spirite Minions
Spirite Dragon
Spirite Elementals
Spirite Celestuals

Darke Spirite vs. Whyte Spirite
Fyre vs. Wynde
Iyce vs. Watyre
Royck vs. Sandye
Foyrce vs. Pressuyre
Kinetycke vs. Televipe
Telekine vs. Actualyze
Spirite Gestuyre vs. Spirite Invoyke
Spirite Influneza vs. Spirite Inertiaya

Pick Asidz: Catch this Phrase

Cleu: What time is it? Gayoclock?
Trax: Yeah it's Sticks Dirty.
Slikx: You can always be the stars boys if you shine my penis with the ladies.
Andromeda: Yeah Traxsan and Cleusan wax on, wax off.
Crux: You know a "Crux" is a constelation?
Trax: Then why don't you take a space vacation on nova.
Crux: Because I'm not twinkle toes you twit.
Andromeda: Yeah I've never seen an asian who could dance very well to Hip Hop.
Trax: I know someone who could twinkle your nose.
Crux: Mary Poppins? Or Black Man's Droppings?
You know it's like people want to paint the moon red in blood...all the war's that don't need to be fought right now?
Cleu: Red Rain coming down...
Trax: Purple rain for black people.
Slikx: You know sharks spit you out after they eat you. Insects don't?
You know my pinky?
Trax: What about it?
Oh nothing...nothing but a power outage of inches.
Trax: And you are the one giving me pointers?
Andromeda: They say birds are the only ones that eat bread all the time. Porn is like a monster bird from hell.
Slikx: You know that is the problem...you always have to one up. Are you insecure or sumthing?
Trax: Yes...and I guess you are insanely more mature physically?
Slikx: When I die I want my Johnson stuffed and mounted...to be used as a fountain pen.

Pick Asidz: Blank Page

Blank: You know that kid Trax makes me think. I don't really think a lot about anything but sex...so it's interesting. I think Slikx has the same problem, but he is related to that regulator. I feel more powerful as a team than as I do alone. Go Figure? I used to think I was a one man army...then I met Army. Trax is not exactly hard to deal with if you kiss his ass. I guess I'm the same way? I like positivity...yet I shrug it off too much. Naive is what they tell me. I hate that stupid french word! Like I'm a black croissant. Feed me to demons...not the god damned birds. Clyde has this thing where he wants to throw Trax in bleeding with a Great White Shark. I tell him he'd probably end up making friends with the fish somehow. I think about putting him all tied up on Train Tracks, but then I think too much about the fact that that would be like a villian from an old silent movie. Talk damn you! Anyway, I say "pay me a million bucks and I'll get rid of him". No one bites...freaking hobos in slo mos. I like to pounce when I see something worthy! Like a mutt husky/golden retriever like Trax always talks about. Blend of the wild with the domesticated beautiful. Good idea...you will stay my buddy if you keep coming up with them!

Pick Asidz: Scratch and Sniff

Luna: Traz get your head out of that "Metamorphasis" book and come look at this sculpture Trax made for me!

Traz: Like I care about that "woo her" nonsense...

Luna: Oh put on your pretend hat!

Traz: O.k. what a great guy...it is even painted red. Is this supposed to be like the "Trojan Horse"? Are little androids going to pop out or sumthing?

Luna: Look at the detail...it's like a female "Adonis"!

Traz: You are talking to a black man about a kinda white guy with a little penis, who is supposed to be all that and a bag of Greek chips?

Luna: You know...at least you could pretend to like him sometimes without that good cop/bad cop mentality routine in effect. Let's ask Mortimer what he thinks? Mort...you like my chisel wissle?

Mort: Why don't you just copy yourself onto a CD rom and install it into his mainframe?

Luna: Better me...than that blond android!

Mort: I've got an idea...why don't we spy on him again?

Luna: O.k.

Traz: He was just joshing sweet thang...

Luna: Why doesn't he make an android out of an old "Cabbage Patch Kid" or a "My Buddy" doll. Why does she have to be so life like?

Mort: Because she used to be human and she is androidal clone...Does that answer your obsession?

Traz: Don't you have any psychics to embridle today?

Luna: Yes, but they are so little...

Traz: How so?

Luna: I mean they have only a little psychic power...I like the big cahunas!

Mort: Psychic city here we come...is the "bird" the word?

Traz: That is a cool comparison...psychic waves and all that! But really Special Agent Cole, you have work to do, try and quit obsessing about the "Bringers"!

Luna: But that kid is the key to "Cult City"!

Traz: Uh, cults and the F.B.I. do not mix. Like Peter and the Wolf and Slick Rick.

Luna: Pop goes my whistle...you know I carry a gun...right Black daddy?

Traz: Don't say I won't incacerate your ass if you get too crazy...in my own little prison.

Luna: Trax would slip me a key and a file.

Traz: Good if he uses a bible...sure he would...keep screaming!

P.S. It's all fun and games until someone loses a Josh!

Pick Asidz: Beautiful Lifeforce

At Gridlockx junction

Charma: Psychics exert and extend lifeforce Luna...

Luna: So that is how telekinetics grab hold of things with their spirit?

Charma: So your question is "Where do spirits come from?"

Entering in and overhearing...

Trax: The spirit wold baby!

Luna: Oh whatever you lunatic!

Loca: No he is right, "Bloodsucker Red"!

Luna: O.k. pee pee machine!

Trax: You know I'm only as crazy as the wolf.

Loca: And as quick as the cat...

Luna: Whatever grasshoppers! Red is the Law!

Loca: O.k. we submit to psychic handcuffs...

Trax: Yeah, yeah you got me...I'm a techie gang member who helps create and update androids on the black market. So sue me...

Luna: You know we love/hate the Gridlockx and you are a "Duet" to boot?

Trax: But someday I will be a moonbringer and a lightbringer at the same time. The ying yang of light and dark...

Loca: Keep dreaming wolf gadget! Rouge Roulette here gives me the feebee jeebies.

Luna: No playing cards with Officer Cole dweebs....rouge roulette doesn't come tax free!
Black Ops is in love with what you can do Trax Monger...maintain and upgrade their biomechanicals on the battlefield. Your dad is equiping androids for war. He even wants to enlist "Locality" here...

Trax: Well tell him that I still won't support his ass! War isn't a theology of the moon. It is a method of deployment during the hunger. But the light is a constant life giver.

Luna: You know I believe in the Moone as a MoonBringer enlist...

Trax: So you want to get in with those MooneWytches and MooneWarlockes?

Luna: Like Jasone Moone?

Trax: Never met, but i am fascinated! I hear he is the leader of the MoonBringer Organization?

Luna: Little is known about him. I desperately want to meet him.

Loca: You and an Army...

Trax: Yeah they call her "Armitage".

Loca: No not that Army stupid...you always think more beautifuller while your nose is up my bolts.

Luna: Are you working on that engineering degree?

Trax: Nope. Mechanical is schematical so far. I can't do everything myself. I can't even hope to compete with the Ressurectionis by myself.

Luna: Well try dealing with the Hellbringers!

Trax: My advice is to stay close and as far away from Cog at the same time.

Luna: Allright Loca you can nickname me "Rouge Roulette"! That is if I have to deal with Satanists.

Loca: I hate Saitan? As part machine? Not like literal sunshine.

Luna: But we do...that is those that believe in Order.

Trax: I'm with you on that...

Charma: Hit over the head with a baseball bat? Slugger...the moon is the closest on that road to wherever like a psychic roller coaster.

Luna: As long as you go to the sun.

Loca: Clones come from Jupiter! Not Venus.

Luna: Then count me in....

Breaker of False Truths: Rouge Roulette: To Jessica Biel

Some people bet on red
While the road is set in black
Some see red as a power color
Instead of neutral blue
The blood color calls to you with oxygenation
Like the setting of the sun...
Does it still obey the moon sometimes?
That is what I am asking?
A neutrality to splatter
Like a new mars with rock instead of sand?
The obelisk talks to me
All you have to do is exert your lifeforce a little
That is red at it's finest
The blood lets me do it
Blue before making itself known
What does that have to do with the moon child?
It is all a question of life...

Narsisses Effect: To Jessica Biel

Look in the mirror
Look in the glass
Narcisses effect
But still not up in class
Cheerful as a bird
Yet to stalk like a wolf
Noble as a lion
When I invite you under my roof
With a spring like a gazelle
Hard as a beetle
That is the way
I feel about freedom
While quick as a grasshopper
To get away
Aged as an alligator
While here I stay
While poignant like the snake
In every picture my soul can rake
Wise as the eagle while
I am in your bird's eye
Whimsical like a moth
If it is a sinister try
Bought or borrowed
I notice things
Animals of all kinds
With me pushing swings
Ventilation shaft
You know my craft
Me and my knife
You as my wife
Dreaming for a moment together
No matter the pain ray tether.

Ground Floor Level

Ground floor level
Press number nine
To give me a kiss
To keep you from falling behind
Three times that
I'm making love
On the ground floor level
You wish for an angel from above
Tell her I believe in goodness
Surely seraphim
Ground floor level
Does not suit my whim
Going up
While you are going down
Be sure to press the button
There is no number
To a floor
That is set in mutton
Ground floor level
Here comes the national guard
Just ground floor delusional
When I pull that card...

Pick Asidz: Machines want to go to heaven too...

At Gridlockx Junction



Trax: Every device has a soul coming to it if it does a good job. Just like every insect starts at the bottom.



Loca: You know machines want to go to heaven too?



Luna: So do psychics, but sin is a playground for the criminal psychality.



Trax: Spirit energy babys. You know no chee is for free?



Loca: That is somehting I miss out on being a biomechanical.



Trax: Well you both have got me as a friend. Don't you?


Luna: For reals with no copping feels? Trax I only like you because you are a psychic and we at the F.B.I. Psychic Affairs Division collect people like you. Not in love with that myth that you are half werewolf/half werecat.

Trax: Well I am what I am gene spliced or not. Cloned or confetti. Said Trax the Sailor Man.

Luna: Trax in love with a tin can!

Loca: Fuck the train look at the clock!

Luna: Forget the knoose the ship is still leaving the dock.

Trax: You two think alikes, F.B.I. and part machinehead. What about a psychic techie threesome?

Luna: Then have someone write the obituary? At the robot graveyard on the way to the Unicorn?

Trax: Women are all the same. They all like accessories...

Loca: Bling bling to Trax doing the sailor thing...

Luna: Bam bam to the trailor camp. We are fixing you and your crew up with Flipsidz and his secretive Gridlockx.

Loca: Really? What would Traz say?

Trax: He probably say "I want that kid to grow up without getting killed".

Loca: Protect and virtualize moondreamer.

Luna: Protect and virtuserve shorty!

Loca: That is where I rock and matrix cocktail.

Trax: You figured it out! That is what we use you for hackerbotbabe. You are the biomechazas key to the Aphiz prototype. You are also the main element in my technoroad to heaven. You build it up there, you the remote control.

Pick Asidz: Social Skills for Derelects

Setting: Gridlockx Central Rec Room

Trax: What is proper etiquette?

Blank: It's all about "in the moment" for me...

Cleu: Ditto "Drat Man"!

Clyde: But what if you ignore "good schooling"?

Sicco: An "Edgimacation"?

Servo: "C++ Programming"?

Flipsidz: Picking sides between the lesser of two evils? Trax...? Don't run...!

Trax: Ouch...!

Blank: Oh yeah...listen to him..."bring out the gimp".

Flipsidz: I'm going to superimpose why I kind of like you sometimes...!

Clyde: You android antiquater...or something along those lines...right Blank?

Brainchild: I like hanging with you outcasts...really I do!

Avatare: Insect Repellant please!

Loca: Does not compute?

Sicco: Another booty to loot right sidz? Those kids are maliable?

Flipsidz: I teach them it's what is inside that counts...not the color of your skin...

Sicco: "And watch the money pile up..."

Brikx: And definately not the size of your gut...bleep!

Charma: Mr. Mom got infected by affiliation?

Charisma: Happens a lot to victimizers...right guys?

Wiretapping...

Luna: Don't defecate where you eat or don't sleep with the enemy?

Traz: Oops...cadet in training?

Styz: Academy award for looking pretty?

Point: What academy?

Chaos: Misanthropic maternals or motherless materialisms?

Styz: Go to "Nuture King" for a thought burger?

Traz: Hey now...you boys play nice! The ladies are listening...

Point: I'm gay...not!

Chaos: Enter the frey as gay prey...nope!

Styz: O.k. tough guy...time for a headbutt?

Luna: Shut up and listen!

Traz: Listen to the lady...

Luna: I said shush Lieutenant!

Back to the Lockx...

Trax: So what is the meaning of life?

Sicco: Isn't Cleu supposed to be asking these questions?

Cog: They call him Cleu cause he hasn't got one!

Servo: We are being tapped...I wonder why Hellbringer? I'll scramble the signal...

Flipsidz: Don't bring hell to the tea party and you won't wind up a "mad hopeless"...I wanted a joint session...all sides of the coin!

Trax: Then why don't you invite my BioMom?

Flipsidz: Cause she has never seen this placeand that is the way I like it! Remember in this abode I call the shots? Home turf homeboy!

Blank: O.k. slugger fatten her up.

Charma: Sister Blister...

Charisma: Shut up...too many hot dogs or one king size?

Trax: If that is what you see in Black sheep...

Flipsidz: O.k. mediator assume the position! Did you get them another juxtaposition Servo? Tune them into a McDonalds or a doughnut shop.

Brainchild: What about a slaughterhouse?

Avatare: Welcome to Gridlockx Junction...service with denial!

Pick Asidz: FootSolve

Trax: Two hand touch? This is more "Flag" football!

Loca: Stop you dead in you Trax?

Trax: Trax are for kids? Trax isn't taking Paxil baby!

Loca: So you believe in Tantra?

Trax: Yes I have a pleasure seeking missile!

Loca: Bad if it bombs...

Trax: Boom if there is room...

Loca: Wham Bam Uncle Sam? Oh be fashionable...You know the sexy voice...Like "Fantasy Island"...?

Trax: You mean exotic or neurotic?

Loca: I mean tantrotic...like I just mentioned...deep voice and jingle your cahones!

Trax: Cahones don't ride reindeer to Hawaii?

Loca: But ballbusters do?

Trax: I don't know snowflake? What do you tinker?

Loca: I tinker a tangle...

Trax: Do you pee for free?

Loca: Uh...trick question or bathroom humor?

Trax: I guess you protest?

Loca: Protest against flipping your teat up?

Trax: My nose that lids!

Loca: O.K. just stop referring to me as "RoboCat"!

Trax: Than stop making me into a "TeddyHound"!

Loca: The Hound of Task Untils...

Trax: Very money...very money...are we siamese?

Loca: Like all the little glee cups in kinda!

Trax: You know I'm a slave to your wisdom, but you aren't a wizard when it comes to good gizzard! Let me guess...

Loca: Fuck you!

Trax: No cranks! If you want me to wear all the levers.

Loca: Lever's leap...I just talk of the plank.

Trax: Pedestal lover's fool.

Loca: You get the picture hitcher!

Trax: O.k., need I remind you I won you in a contest?

Loca: Wooh...video gamer galore...Role Playing game or Rocket Propelled Grenade?

Trax: Oh just R.P.S.V.P. if you want to talk to me like that! You are essentially a trophy!

Loca: Fuck you again...this time with no fishing ships.

Trax: Fishing and fucking are like kissing and ducking?

Loca: Fish are complacent...

Trax: And are you adjacent?

Loca: Advertise to realize stud coffin!

Trax: That is a coffee coffin with a virgin vampire in it...isn't it?

Loca: Fuck you times three...when it reaches four, say no more!

Jessica

Jessica, Jessica
You are the one
Jessica, Jessica
Starting gun
Jessica, Jessica
Face the truth
Jessica, Jessica
Photobooth
Glamour and fame
Ignited by your flame
Hold me tight
Jessica, Jessica
Our first night
Be my conflagration
Astringent lamentation
Expedient isolation
Through my cauterization
Jessica, Jessica
What a read
Jessica, Jessica
A presidential seed
Catch him, snatch him
Away from that old life
Jessica, Jessica
A "Catch Up" knife?
Jessica, Jessica
Something red
Jessica, Jessica
In my head...

Pick Asidz: Procrasti Nation

Cog: Take your time to a tinkerer? Bad if you think I'm making America into a living hell! The Economy where the no show's innuendos shine brimstone on your average sucker. I hate being duped by a gag in a garbage bag. Life's ups and downs with no one to return the volley. (Just like black magic on a TraxWolf...Werewolves can be good...Bullshit! Then he says "I'm a half wolf"...whatever. That the same rhetoric like you can't find a tennis partner in Mental Hell? You think...?)
I can't find one always promoting chaos kid...just some of the draw the line....

Celebrity Ringmaster

New Reality Show Idea-

A celebrity boxing tournament

Starring-
Brad Pitt vs. Christian Bale
Keanu Reeves vs. Russel Crowe
Leonardo DiCaprio vs. Matt Damon
Matt Damon vs. Ben Affleck
etc.

*Joke- M.C. Hammer vs. Wesley Snipes for tax exemption

Final Challenger-Sylvester Stallone

Pick Asidz: She is French

Nostalgia: My nome de clome is Nostalgia and I am a wardrobe stylist/ clothing manufacturer/entreprenaur for the Dynamic Starz Consortium. The stupid porn stars, they want to be all Jcrew yet they are naked all the time. Lingerie is cool as Victoria is not my secret! Pretty easy to design a nonchalant T-shirt, but hard to design a work of art that covers your boobs!

I'm General Glen Murphy's daughter and my half brother is Trax. Fanfare is always so gab...I try to be more straight forward in my approach to life. She is Trax's other sister from the other side of the railyard. Moon Witchz are secretly against them. That is why my dad love/hates Veronica so much. He says she is a "maneater" and sings that song by "Hall and Oates". He glamorizes the fact that "knowledge is power", that is what he strives for as a Black Ops General. He is working on outfitting War Botts, a kind of Android that are suited for combat. Veronica is giving money to project "Moon Ray". Which is a dummy corporation that helps produce androidal manufacturing. So that is the love they share together. Of the biomechanical...There are two sides to every coin, but not two sides to every family, there are actually more. The perfect search for the perfect A.I. is like finding a noncompromising mistress or back door man. They both wish for more obedience but don't radiate sunshine or moonshine in her case.

Pick Asidz: Ace of Shades

Slikx: Andromeda don't you know that men are like "pussy puppets" by now?

Andromeda: Taming that cat is below "ground zero"?

Slikx: The twin towers collapsed baby, not like your's ever would!

Andromeda: Well all natural is not your style...? You flamboyant little flamingo!

Slikx: Yeah right, you didn't buy those at Victoria Secret. Uh...I go through your purse sometimes...!

Andromeda: I like the Ace of Spades to the Jack of Queens stud! Fishing for trout or trying to figure out what I'm about?

Slikx: What do you think? I'm on some kind of idiot parade? A roundabout rendevous with porn destiny?

Andromeda: More like a missile cruising mishappenstances...

Slikx: Those women need my attention just as much as you...if not more.

Andromeda: But you love me just the same?

Slikx: You know I'm working to support you...so you can go off on a tangent on artistic bliss.

Andromdea: The real arts are those of emotion.

Slikx: And emotion is all in the moment?

Andromeda: These are bad times for getting personal with a hooker is what I'm saying!

Slikx: But if I don't want sex from them...and you don't want to furfill my needs...I'm supposed to put on one of my pornos and lube up?

Andromeda: Whatever floats your banana.

Slikx: My banana needs a rain slicker with everyone else!

Andromeda: Yeah, yeah, yeah...you know me so well! What is my favorits color?

Slikx: Doesn't it change from day to day...just like you age!

Pick Asidz: Life Crux

Crux: Why are you so damn happy even though you are sick with that so called parisitic infection of yours?

Trax: Just cause you can't see it doesn't mean it's a figment of my dillusional imagination, huh? To answer your question, becuase I have big plans, my man!

Crux: I'm not your man...your stupid girlfriend gives me a woody!

Trax: That is her purpose Starshine!

Crux: You know Asian Men have much more honor than to pre-program their girlfriends?

Trax: That is kind of true...but she came already assembled. As I won that Virtual Impact Contest through that assimulated R.P.G. You know she has her own personality...she is a clone! She used to be a movie star before they Ressurectionized her!

Crux: So the MoonBringers are behind all that?

Trax: Where did you hear that?

Crux: Oh come on...your BioMom loves to fix you up from afar. Veronica is a MoonBringer Moon Witche right?

Trax: Yeah, yeah, yeah...Everybody loves someone more powerful than my little self. Everybody also asks me like I know something that they don't? With her everything is a secret...!

Pick Asidz Sketch 2

Charisma met Flipside because she was held for ransom as a hostage from a rival gang back in the old days-he went against his code and staged a rescue where he offered them black market tech on a new car schematic as a trade-made him want to become a hostage negotiator instead of a gangbanger

Chaos was in the gang called the Hellbringaz-ended up getting into a rumble with Flipside and got shot 9 times-When Hellbringers formed they made him bionic and then he became a cop-same with foundling Point-both corrupt cops

The MoonBringers Org. fund the Gridlockx-led by Jason Moon the Billionare Movie Director and creator of "Star Core"

Locamotion is the number 1 enhanced bio mechanical android

Flipside is not psychic but collects them to help in his pursuit of justice (a la Black Professor X)

Gridlockx-
Cannibal-Clone Doctor
Servo- Technician and Engineer
Brainchild-Child Prodigy- Configurer and Schematical Designer/Engineer
Alexander-Black Market Salesman
Flipside-F.B.I. Hostage Negotiator and Black Market Entreprenaur

Mass Produce androids by using Protoype Aphid- an android designed by rivals "Military Mindz"

Make Nymphbots for Dynamic Starz
Warbots made by Hellbringers and Military Mindz
MoonNinja Android made by Moonbringers
Also make War Mechanicals-suits of neuron stimulated armour

Voodooplex-
Led by Grandpa and Grandma Voodoo-Blank's Grandparents
Grandpa Voodoo is Houngon
Grandma Voodoo is Bokor

Impactual RPG is where millions of onliners competed for first, second and third prize of Androids-I.V.R. game-to replace old idea of Virtual Chess

Armitage is a former female green beret-now pimp and mercenary

Pick Asidz: Blankz "Resident Anal"

Cast:

Kiss Head Keeled-Chris Redfield

Fill Swollen Behind-Jill Valentine

Towel Press Her-Albert Wesker

etc...

Pick Asidz: Verbatum

Blank: Slut hound.

Loca: Kief Blower!

Blank: Pudding power puffy.

Loca: Asshole Anonymous.

Blank: Mechanical Tyranical.

Loca: Wind up boy!

Blank: Girlzilla...

Loca: Blinkety Blank Blunk.

Blank: You know why the guy calls himself "Slikx"?

Loca: Why?

Blank: Guess?

Loca: Because he is a cum artist?

Blank: Nope...because he has felt the inside of so many vaginas!

Loca: What? Are you joshing?

Blank: Bad word? Nope floats and rains on his cascades!

Loca: You are jealous cause he is the opposite end of the porn spectrometer?

Blank: Just cause I'm underground does not mean he is the reigning "Porn King"!

Loca: You are more like the "Porn Jester"!

Blank: Cut up or shut up Wily Coyote!

Loca: Whatever "Porn Runner"...bleep bleep!

Blank: No sunshine on your flower "Daffy Pill".

Loca: And you are no "Fore Leave Ho Nerd"!

Blank: Oh I get a little nerdy wit gerdy sumtimes.

Loca: You are starting to talk like Trax!

Blank: Silly android Trax is for pids!

Loca: Stupid cupid for robots, eh?

Blank: Or a smelly Hera harem?

Loca: The Zeus is loose!

Blank: Like the new thirst quencher "Mask for her Aid"!

Pick Asidz: Pink Void

Fanfare: What is it like being an android?

Brikx: Well it's like your thing so attached to the tabloids!

Fanfare: How so?

Brikx: Because I run numbers like you run a media marathon!

Fanfare: Really though?

Brikx: Well I remember some stuff from my past life as a model before the Ressurectionis Programme.

Fanfare: Cool being a clone and a computer all in one?

Bikx: About as cool as a fish tank running into a brick wall!

Fanfare: "Like two lost souls living in a fish bowl", you and I?

Brikx: O.K. "Pink Void"!

Fanfare: Do you ever feel like a competitor to Locamotion?

Brikx: Well she got the cute guy with Tricky Trax...

Fanfare: You mean my half brother and the cookoo flock?

Brikx: I wish Sicco could program and upgrade me on the go like Trax does to Loca. I'm kind of antiquated.

Fanfare: Well my brother is a bit of a genius...

Brikx: Sicco is a mental midgit to my widgits!

Fanfare: At least he has the rep for being outspoken.

Brikx: Outspoken and still smoking...his ques are under quarentine.

Fanfare: You mean he ostrocizes the ostriches?

Brikx: And flame broils the flamingos.

Fanfare: Gay guys are like fattening fries...no suprise?

Brikx: And we are two boisterous babes?

Fanfare: No comment...comma chameleon!

Malpractice is bad for business?

I live in a Mental Health facility where people run around screaming that "I'm going to sue soon". You think? They are blaming me with false accusations and are using psych medications to try and remedy a physical illness. I have hookworm...I shudder to think about my past and what I used to have. I had a spiderthing living in my urethra for three years. Thank god it died! It tried to lay eggs, but I removed them. The hospital and the clinics in Santa Barbara, California are performing the worst kind of malpractice known to me at this time in the country? They are literally trying to kill me with medical neglect. I have had hookworm for five and a half years. I have done every homeopathic thing to try and at least temporaily remedy it. From sticking toothpaste in my orifices to eating tobacco. For some reason Chloride and Fluoride are very good for temporary relief. Chicken Broth is also good. I went to the hospital once to try and get the spiderthing out of my penis, went in with toothpaste all over me, and a security guard there named Luis Martinez tried to kill me for a price. He kept calling his bank line over and over again when holding me at bay. Are they allowed to 5150 you holding you hostage? Anyway then they sent me to a psych hospital called Vista Del Mar where I was post traumatic. The problem started because I was homeless and a cop named Officer Hons gave me a ticket for sleeping in the town park that was coated with a biocontaminate chemical. It attracted bugs which crawled into my orifices when I was sleeping or just too tired to march on. I have had a history of people trying to kill me...I was attacked with a box cutter on my way to work shortly after 9/11 which contained Anthrax. I lived through that...only to come to California and be attacked again. I was in a town called Patterson, California which had a total biohazard. I was on the streets for 3 days when someone poisoned the town's water supply. The people responsible are calling themselves "Junior Mafia", but are really terrorists. Thier names are Mike and Jen Connor. I had visited their Uncle's home in Connecticut where they tried to sell me a gun and kept telling me they were hitmen. I could actually feel the dead spirits in the home. These people are on an illegal radio line which is illegally broadcasted around the nation. Even in Mexico. I have heard them on the police radio as the bicycle cops rode bye. They are what is influencing a conspiracy. My stepfather and adopted father are "in on it". The problem started due to the fact that I had a girlfriend who slept with them and wanted me dead for my grandmother's inheritance. Mike and Jennifer Connor lived in the same complex where they moved in above my girlfriend Marissa Quintero's apartment. they have been attempting to murder me for the past ten years as well as broadcasting it. My adopted father Ira Michael Shepard sometimes talks on their illegal radio which usually broadcasts at night. These people do not sleep and live at 130 cremona drive in Goleta, California. I did a white pages search...Anyway this needs to stop. I found out a few years ago who my biological parents are...Mark Hamill and Carrie Fisher. Mark is on my birthrecords while Carrie illegally gave me up for adoption using a fake alias. Either she did or she gave me to the maid? I'm not sure...but the person called herself "April". Because of their neglect, the thing has spread like a cancer where I am a living target. I have tried expressing this to the F.B.I. and the police. But they chastice me and call me the "endless victim" with a S.O.B. story which is fictitious because I am mental? Mental is what Dean Sloane, my stepfather concocted to take away my inheritances. At first Mike and Jen used to broadcast in secrecy where only i could hear. This used against me as me hearing voices. When will this stop?

Pick Asidz: Oil Slikx 2

Slikx: Remember the game "Spyhunter" back in the day Meda?



Andromeda: Why? Are you going to smokescreen me?



Slikx: Oh I already screened you baby! Anyway that is where I got my nickname from! The Oil Slick maneuver.



Andromeda: I thought it was because of all the lost semen.



Slikx: And you didn't let them drown?



Andromeda: Whatever! Just cause you are a blond does not mean you are the "God of Porn".



Slikx: What made you think that I wasn't?



Andromeda: Dyanisus squeezed grapes in limbo sometimes.



Slikx: And Zeus had a Hercutrax?



Andromeda: You and your nephew that you see once in a blue moon? Why don't you make him a porn star if you love him so much? Oh let me think for you...because the girls say he is too small and pester one another? How would they know until they tried?



Slikx: Anyway, in that regard away we go! Pester Uncle Fester is not "Dirty Harry". I know better baby, he should be a "real" movie star. He was good at acting..."real" acting.



Andromeda: Maybe you should give him some gloryhounds playboy? You are so afraid and yet inquisitive about his powers.



Slikx: Whatever...leave it to the Black people?



Andromeda: Do you realize what color he is?



Slikx: A mutt in need of a slut? Queen Beefer still?



Andromeda: Nope...he has a new vixen in wait ready to postmark.



Slikx: I hear she calls herself "Locamotion"?



Andromeda: Gloria Varnum is her real name.

Slikx: Varnum and daily from a humanistic automaton.

Andromeda: Do me a favor...if you see her be nice and call her a Synthetica.

Slikx: Ressurectionis Program prodigy...maybe I'll do that to myself when I die!

Andromeda: The adulterer sepulchifer...baby you so fine.

Pick Asidz: Up Tempo

Blank: What commodity is such an oddity that criminoloty and store quality are like alcoholity?
The answer: Trax's affections and affiliations.
He comes with an android that can do anything?
How fun would that be? To have a bitch that can time travel and shoot lasers...?
That lucky son of a bitch...
Jealous, but earning respect if he can do something or teach me about something I've never done or seen before.
That is freaking Hollywood's junction...
Not like Slikx would know either...seeing as how porn is far from a classic motion picture!
Picture pages that shed skin...
That is all we know?
I tell you life is an equation for an investigation on vacation.
Avoid the references Mr. Man, of an equality to conjure!
Everything Up tempo!
Some say "life is a conquest", I say "Life is like a curse stuck to the bottom of your shoe". "You move to untie the laces and find poisonous gum stuck to the middle." "Spit it to split it..."

Pick Asidz: Duetz Dance To: 50 cent

Blank: I think we are going to need to dance with Cog and the Hellbringaz?

Clyde: Why Blankster?

Blank: Because they have crossed the Voodooplex by trying to take over the fyre elementels.

Clyde: But that is commonplace...okay okay I'm in! Just tell me we can box up the little suckers this time?

Blank: They are my friend's Clyden...

Clyde: The Big ones aren't...what about the shadowcast?

Blank: The fyre are more useful to destroy property, the shadowcast are more useful to create death. The little ones are more prone to listen to hypnospeak. I'd hate Cog making them totally evil without reciprocational purposes. They would just cause uncontrolled chaos...Not comandeered by the High JAH.

Clyde: No Blank...Cog believes chaos is eventual so he ercumspects...he is an absolutarian anarchist. While you are a chrysium. (Ha, Ha you lovable scumbag...) Not a curse doctor like you!

Blank: I'm a curse doctor with a rehearsed proctor C-money...

Clyde: Yeah let's Boogeyman...

This sucks the life out of me

These bugs are not my friends...
Should I keep talking to them in hopes they listen?
Parasites that kill super men?
Is this some kind of comic book joke?
I have a parasitic infection of hookworm.
At the hospital they freaking ask to see the worms.
That after a security guard there held me for ransom and threatened my life
4 years ago...
My question is has it got any better?
Cottage Hospital of Santa Barbara, California?
I give to their children's charity non stop at Rite-Aid.
Hoping they won't do this to poor unfortunate children.
Or more Vulnerable people like the homeless.
You medical people are not allowed to pick and choose.
A la "Universal Healthcare".
God bless President Barack Obama.
(At least he seems to care)!
(I even have both CenCal and Medicare and they still won't take me seriously)?

Pick Aside: Rhapsody Rhetoric

Trax: B-child I can't find the trimodulator for Loca's new chassis?

Brainchild: Are you sure you bought one? Those don't come cheap you know. You are highly into debt with Flipsidz over spare parts and armor weapons.

Trax: Well I'm getting the money soon from a billionare friend of mine.

Brainchild: We like Billionares in the Lockx!

Trax: I like Billionares who like ballistics.

Necrowulf: The Crowning of Krotus

A flock has gathered at GeoLyte Castle...the Geo Wolves, Geo Doggs and Geo Kat and Werekat are gathered in celebration of the Crowning of Prince Krotus...

Beastius: Stand clear fellow geo wulf and geo kat, the crowning of my son is to be done today!

Lord Tyger: Well Lord Beastius he is a very fine halfe cub.

Beastius: He is to be head of the coven pack someday.

Lady Tigretta: Since we made the accord and Krotus has proven himself a dreamwulf, telepathic and telekinetic. He has earned his right.

Lord Geomonius steps in...

Geomonius: I am very proud of my grandson on this Psi-Wulf initiation to obtain the title of honary Geo Wulf at the age of 12. My grandson is the oldest of the Halfe Wulves, but he is the first telepthitron of the den.

Duke of Biohazard Part 4: From the eyes of the "Nemesis"

Creation or creature
I am what you name to your desire
I have hate in my eyes
For creatures of the wire
Wire strung here by nature
My nurture to undo
I am a beheamouth
That spawned from a cryogenic zoo

Give me a weapon
Or I will form a spike from my hands
The B.O.W. in my system
Makes me a creature to commands
I am a monster
Created by Umbrella
Before this
I used to be quite a nice fella.

Pick Asidz: Pleasent Dreamz

Brainchild: So what do you think of my penthouse Ado?

Adobe: Crazy cool B-child! 14 years old with this much luxury?

Brainchild: Well I work hard for my money. Wanna see the prototype "Aphis" droid?

Adobe: I heard about Locamotion and Trax...did you work on her?

Brainchild: A little...but she is a synthetic designed by the late Girtron Holder, the inventor of the "Ressurectionis Programme". This Aphis droid is my first attempt at neurosynthesis.

Aphis: Hello Brainchild. This station is set for V.I.R. initiation...who is our guest?

Brainchild: Her name is Adophi Surist, but we all call her Adobe. She is my companion co-pilot at "Space Camp".

Aphis: Well good direction is hard to find from "genetics".

Brainchild: Remember Aphis, I told you to say "humans"!

Aphis: But Alpha Station was programmed by Servo to say "Genetics"!

Brainchild: That is because he is so technical...I want a more layed back vernacular in my place of rest.

Adobe: Wow, can you make me one of those?

Aphis: I am a Gridlock Automaton Adobe!

Brainchild: What he is trying to say is, "I cost a lot of green".

Adobe: Well the sun sets orange and doesn't turn green B-child!

Brainchild: Well fauna does and it gives us our oxygen supply!

Adobe: I guess you have a point there?

Brainchild: Well let's keep the present pleasent. So I don't dream in binary codes...

Pick Asidz: Blank Stank

Flipsidz: So what is up with Mr. Blank these days?
I'm still wishing he would take someone hostage so I could accost him!
That man takes Pornography a little too seriously.
As if he were Slikx?
Blond ambition from a black guy?
Underground porn competing with the ability to clone and autonomoly harvest?
Like he could do that in a snuff film?
You see we have history that we share.
The Harlem Knightz vs. The Los Angeles Locustz.
What are you Blank?
A HellBringer or a Voodooplex?
Is there a difference?
Now how can he summon dark magick with his spellbook collection?
Conjure demons and hypnospark himself through incantations?
Also by putting himself into dreamspace through adrenaline?
Something he and Trax share that made Trax a duet?
I get my rush from a lucrative business not a Voodoo High!
Sure I can do a spell here and there.
I do it to all my machines...
Break out the "Sage Monkeys" to arcanize electronics.

Pick Asidz: Crash Test Bumpy

Blank: You know bumping heads with the Gridlockx is scary!
I think more along the lines of intergration like Trax does.
But Flipsidz won't accept me on all sides of the coin.
Flip his medallion and he is made of mandrake to my own gris gris.
Alchemy to a man who studies the Arcane.
Arcane and Voodoo clash like high heels on a Sasquatch.
We were both in street gangs growing up, slinging dope and studying the street.
He thinks I still live in the ghost ghetto of the past.
You can take the ghetto out of the man, but he still turns everything into a tin can?

Clyde: Tin can love machine Mr. Bubble!
They should make a cartoon character for their andoidal figurehead.

Blank: Nope too legit for what Flipsidz has knit!
You see magick and musick are in tune with a robot rythme.
What if he attacks us with his Automatons?

Clyde: Like with an evil Locamotion?
He probably hates that you turned her into a Duet?
Probably also got sumthing up his sleeve as always?
Calling her "Emotional Looker"?

Blank: Or choochoobee?
He has little talons on how to repossess her.
Trax better look out!
He hates how easily Trax came to possess her in that contest.
I think he wishes his wife were an Android Automaton on auto-mneumatic?

Clyde: Think about programming her with the "Kama Sutra Matrices"?

Blank: Like I said, "Choochoobees that pollinate like a prosthetical honey comb of Androidal Ambrosia".

Clyde: Nectar of the pods...?

Sodden Earth: The quest of Ohman

Ohman: Brother I have tried all the starquests and seriphonem by Omnicus.
You have to agree with me on the cosmic visualization of the persiphony of the transpondem.?

Uhman: I am more demonne so I stray with the typeset manifestuals of Omnicus.
You are more his prodigy to rule the Sodden Earth that he wishes for Earth.

Ohman: Well then listen to me when I say that New Epsilonne is in danger and you should care because you are halfe angelle.

Uhman: Lord Scorch has it in for you brother. You know that don't you? He is convincing Dryfist and the other Demonne Lordes to confer against you.

Ohman: Well I feel my duty is to the Angelli.

Uhman: Those male angelles will use you. You will never be accepted in Alphacross with the Lyte Archangellum.

Ohman: That is what you percieve, but you have not even hypnoslept to answer that question?

Uhman: I'd rather roam the Nightclasp. Brother you should test yourself at Denizen Dungeon.

Ohman: Well I go into spirite modem too much at Omnicus' request.

Uhman: I never listen to that. I roam in the corporelle. My transpondency is more disrupted and I turn the mood mode of the Humanne. We should correspond with them only and not the mortalles.

Pick Asidz: Fetch A Soul

Skatz: Got a light?

Trax: I am the light...what you seek is the flame!

Skatz: I suppose that is a Lightbringer thang baby?

Trax: You know it. The Moonbringers say "Like a moth to my irridescense, out comes the moon." The Hellbringers say, "With every Hell comes a new Heaven". The Lightbringers say, "The Light is part of the equation". The Arcanocross is trickier, but I think they say, "The arcane is the way of the spirit sword".

Skatz: How do you know all this?

Trax: I play all sides...

Skatz: What do you say?

Trax: I say, "Too much information...do you have any chronic"?

Pick Aside: Organizational Sketch

Influences-
Moonbringers: Azazel, Hecate, Azmoneus
Hellbringers: Set, Lucifer, Aries, Charon
Lightbringers: Mercury, Zeus, Odin, God, Jesus
Dreamknights: Tempestua, Calibra
Voidknights: Sophocles, Bis, Belial, Faust
Arcanocross: Merlin, King Arthur
Voodooplex-Mother Voodoo, Death ie: Shadow Spirit, Fire Spirit ie: Conflagris

Segregations-
Lightbringers-Exorcists, Scholars, Philanthropists, Mages, Remote Viewers, clerics
Hellbringers-Hexorcists, Remote Anarchistz
Voidknights-Voidpathz, Dark Magi
Dreamknights-Light Mazers, Telepathz
Voodooplex-Voodoo Priesthood ie: Houngons/Bokors-white/black
Moonbringers-MoonWitchz, Moonpathz, Moonninja
Arcanocross-Whitewitchz, Clairvoyantz, Remote Viewerz, Clerikz, Capitalistika, Arcanoknightz

Pick Asidz: Rest Milk

Trax: I'm an advocate of advocation...would you like some fresh squeezed penis juice?

Charma: You are the real "sicco"...but you are so darn cute!

Trax: Is that like munching on your boobs and pretending that your nipples are fleshy m & m's?

Charma: You would be booby munching the booby monster baby.

Trax: O.K., enough trash talking...what is for lunch?

Charma: I made you a spearmint gum commercial for an appetizer...

Trax: Ha, ha...I wonder what Charisma would think if she knew we were hanging out?

Charma: What would Loca think?

Trax: Oh whatever...I programmed her to sit in a corner!

Charma: I thought you believed me to be a callous bitch?

Trax: You are just a little blip on the bitchiest bitch scale sexy!

Charma: That is settling...settle down and saddle up? Is that what you are thinking?

Trax: I'm thinking I'd like to take you out drinking!

Charma: Wine and dine me...? Can you afford it? You know that I am dating a Congressman?

Trax: Well you see I've got my deals shined up...

Charma: Those things are real?

Trax: As real as buying you a meal milk lady...

Charma: You need a rest from an alternate reality?

Trax: Yeah, but don't make it too political...

J. Paul Getty I'll never forgetti all this confetti...

J. Paul Getty...
I love you already.
I'll never forgetty
All this confetty
232 with a minor split
I'm talking millions
To bring down the hit
That was devised by the badmen
Of another village
My whole life
They have pillaged
But I am still here to pay the bill
For medecine I need to pop a pill
Bad customary
Bad hospital here
In another place
I'd buy you a beer.

Pick Asidz: Rift Ride on the Raft

Servo: So I gave some video of the android manufacturing to a white supremacist through Alexander. Now he is getting questioned by the Fee-Bees. I feel bad for people who put aside business before family for a personal emotion. Flipsidz is like a dictator for a dollar sign and we are all his serfs. The grid is the Gridlockx field of choice as to use a computer is to extend your voice...

Pick Aside: To a devil at my cigarette

One More cigarette then I'm going to bed
All these dellusions you percieve in your head
Tell me something about me being an Andria
About you being misled
One more cigarette
Then I'm dead
I practice medecine
Right here in my bed
Like one more cigarette
In my right hand
One after another until I see the man
One more cigarette in my head
I'll smoke some more when I wake up after dread
My dreams sparkle
With Celebrity stars
Talking to me and then walking to the bars
One more cigarette is my fee
One more cigarette till victory

Pick Asidz: Trying is dying?

Trax: So I talk to the adopted parents about my malady...? "I am sick with a parasitic infection", I say. There is a choice for what they respond. It is either, "It is all in your head", "We are all dying in some way or another", or what I know but they don't express, "I don't care". You think I know this is your handywork? A medical embargo by a former Jewish Junior Mafia Don when the Ambulence business was working? When every time you come to visit you make it kind of obvious? "Get him a girlfriend", that is what they facetiously say to a "perfunctory rift"? My retort is get me some "dead presidents"! I follow my own lead to the beat of a communal heart. These money deals are really real! I'm seeing real legal compresses to my eternal headache and heartache. "I shouldn't hate"? That is my question to myself? I do hate the people responsible, who the cops protect? Some civil service to the defunct community? Uh Oh that is a bad word? The surroundings seem so volatile, I write something down and they explode into more corruption? Conspiracy to kill a kid...that was 10 years ago! Now that I have grown up I try to be a "freedom fighter". Trying is not dying!

Pick Asidz: Mind Controlz

Crux: Watch what you are thinking! I am a thought policeman...more like a criminal in question? Decisive to desire a more adverse acquire? I've thought a lot about thought into the immaterial surface over the context of the more deeply hardened thought to make tangible. The periphory of an outlet with a purpose. No more against an "endless victim"? I don't want to victimize and torture the hell out of any person! All that person does is bring thought to paper? That hurts...ouch. Maybe you started it? He is just trying to bring light on your "end all" perrogative. Waiting for him to die and then you disband? Glorify your criminal conquest knowing every move the other "player" makes? Make a knight into a pawn? It's always checkmate without even thinking? But while you are so involved with one single person, what is going on with everything else around you? Do you feel a change coming on or in? That is my question to the perps. Perpetual perpetrator people eaters? You know I was once like you, but I was made to stay clean and sober for six years. Long enough to make me realize that this is hell you have created and crafted. Erected like a battlefront on home turf? When you have reached home plate you score a run? Do your more complacent selves have a place to call home? Call on someone else's parent's to support your salivating poisonous spit? Trax is right...you are usurpers. Along with hitmen terrorists!

Pick Asidz: Why do I have to die?

Trax: Pick off my petals...cause she loves me, she loves me not? What excuse today woman? Nobody cares about anybody anymore. I tell someone I'm sick and they just nod. I tell someone I might die and they say "Go to the Hospital"? Um...let me tell you something! That hospital is monogomous with "hitmen radio". An attempt turns into a "vulnerability trap"? I have insurance, but the mental clause turns into "you are delusional". I have been there over a hundred times...doctors are supposedly dedicated to "saving lives"? Why do I have to die? That is my eternal question...my spirit is somewhere else while my body is stuck on a warground? I care about people too much? People die all the time? I don't want an answer from "Andria"! Those two questions do not predetermine my stature...as I keep on keeping on!

Pick Asidz: More Money

Trax: Well it will be time to hit the road soon...get out of hell and go to heaven time.

Crux: What are your plans?

Trax: Go to Mexico and bring back as much medecine as I can and then get out of California. Nothing for me here!

Crux: Why do you think that?

Trax: Because this place thinks I should die here...

Crux: Well shut up and quit bitching.

Trax: Okay I need a placebo relationship to suppress right? I don't give a shit...

Crux: Are you tring to tell me something?

Trax: Yes, you need a new girlfriend! Big fat hookers are not what I'm shopping for in life.

Pick Asidz: The Night and the Light

Trax: It seems as though I have two parts of me in conjunction to one another. A dark half and a light side. It's funny because I don't usually let myself succomb to the dark persona. Even though the combination is like a manifestual limbo. The Hispanics seem to dwell in the evil machinations of other people. Like they are used to it and there is nothing they can do? A stupid disheartening laugh of maliciousness is what you usually hear at the end of a foreboding conversation. Even from the women. Blond haired people, like my biological father, are more prone to a lighthearted conscientiousness. I don't know why, but it seems like the color contrast conceptualizes retrospectual to circumstances. On one side you have the working class and on the other you have the Elitists. Should I put a quarter into the machine to play the game or should I tilt the Tiltawhirl a little in either direction as I feel in the moment with? I guess the real game is to play all sides of the race coin? Rembering that a continuity rules the spectrum of an alternate persona which illuminates life. I just want to purchase myself a purpose...

Pick Asidz: Polygraphical

Luna: Alright Mr. Swisher, I want to know where you intended to sell this bootleg d.v.d. of the underground retrofitting of an android?

3-D: I told you I get it from an anonymous source who will remain nameless.

Luna: Where do these androids come from?

3-D: I don't know...the guy told me it would take out my trash and do my dishes, o.k.?

Luna: We are going to hook you up to a polygraph machine to see if you are lying to me. You know I have people that could read your mind?

3-D: Let them in on all my dirty thoughts?

Luna: Oh yes...well that is not what I'm asking you...I want to know your source? This technology is extremely sensitive to the government and we don't want it in the wrong hands such as yours.

3-D: So if I'm the fall guy, who dropped me off the cliff?

Luna: Like you said, "an anonymous source", gave us intel on your whereabouts.

3-D: Stupid tape...the brotherhood wanted one of those things as a bargaining chip to pardon some of our officials.

Luna: By "the Brotherhood", you mean the Aryan subculture of white supremacists who you associate with primarily?

3-D: Yeah me and the boys wanted some new toys! All I know is some black guy is in charge of that operation, and we wanted to subvert their stenography.

Luna: Some black guy...could you give me a name?

3-D: All he siad was some kind of code, "Every side has a story".

Luna: And that is all you know? The polygraph shows that you are lying.

3-D: One other thing, they mentioned something about street gangs.

Luna: What does that have to do with android manufacturing?

3-D: My best guess is...these androids can rap!

Pick Asidz: Kiss the Day Goodnight

Luna: So Trax's biological mother wants to invite me to some gathering where they practice witchcraft. I'm interested out of curiosity, for in my profession it is good to keep an open mind. I work for the F.B.I.'s Paranormal Research Team called "Psychic Affairs". Veronica's faction calls themselves the "Nightbringers" and they always meet at midnight to do whatever it is they do. Veronica said she would fill me in as they go along...

Pick Asidz: Due Process

On P.A. system at Gridlockx Central...

Flipsidz: O.K. Brainchild, take the power up to 50%...Cannibal I need you to regulate cyber turbulence to install this program...upsy daisy like I'm so much of a sucker they call me "Mr. Lollypop"...wait till they "flip out" Flipsidz style over this prototype android...Avatar I expect you to color coordinate the schematic to look "high tech", o.k.? Servo lock into the coordinates of the "Gridframe" nexus code for the hypnophonic...and Alex, I expect you to sell this "bad boy". This new chip is worth a fortune cookie, so try not to scramble it Servo. B-child, please hook up your gadget thingamagig to the power core...

Brainchild: It's called a chlorometer...

Flipsidz: Whatever kid...I love your cybernetic leggos like everybody loves Eggos, o.k.?

Brainchild: Don't tell me you are going to replace my mother with this thing? You love it so much?

Flipsidz: Which Mom? Barbie or Skipper? Anyway this is a little more hypothetical than those two...

Servo: And you are a black Ken doll you charmer...? Nurture the kid a little Mr. Scrooge!

Flipsidz: Nurture my machine first Dreadlocks...this is business!

Cannibal: Business like a bushy tailed Marmot Sidz...This one is all machine you know? Not protoform...

Flipsidz: Yeah, yeah...just like my turntable...give it a personality dude...that is all I'm asking...!

Pick Asidz: The Cat's Catastrophe

Fanfare: She fucking called me "overzealous" and "overmaliable"! I swear sometimes I feel like getting a paddle for my own mother like a fraternizing sorority sister. Just cause I care about the brother I never met? "I tried to keep him a secret", that is her excuse? You fucking bitch! What if i was left to the maid's devices? "I was older when i had you"...that is what she says? "But you were a movie star", that is what I say. "Does the world have to blow up or a heavenly pegasus have to appear for you to ride over to him?" (Like that would happen for her...) Sun...son? Soon...sune? What the hell is wrong with everybody around me? "Shut up and get used to it", she says!

Pick Asidz: My Dreamway Thumb

Trax: Well Loca...my courier was supposed to show up hours ago.

Loca: An opposable thumb has a use for a bum?

Trax: Or derelects are neglectful by nature with no nurture?

Loca: Oh yeah...I'm supposed to be your android mother and your robot father all rolled into one number cruncher?

Trax: Truth or dare...should we investigate?

Loca: Like Watergate? 411 or 911?

Trax: All foreigners are suspect?

Loca: Did they put a "made in the U.S.A." sticker on me when I was created?

Trax: Nope! You were made in China like "Reeboks"...

Loca: Seriously though...am I the only one that loves you anymore?

Trax: I don't know...who do you ask? The police? The politicians? The sirens? The birds? The Barbarians? It's like I have a "do not disturb" sign on my hacienda?

Loca: Or a "neglect on sight" stamp on your forehead?

Trax: Forseuth melancholy holly...missile my toes!

Loca: Or hump like a snowhill...?

Sodden Earth: The Kathedral

The Kathedral of the WereKat
The slumber of the Wulf
The dojo of Krotus
The Geo of the tooth
The angler on the line
The chorus of the catch
Both Werewulves and WereKat
In a kingdom of the spyder
Where the spider doth hide her
My sister Materlia
Silken in a shelia
Raised by the Kat
But most definately a wulf
We to rescue her or her to rescue me
Either way we most likely agree

Necrowulf: Wulf off a leash

Krotus: So we go to war today with the Dogg Faction and the NecroKats. I hope my psionic pleading to them will make them more aquiessal to make a pact rather than fight. We should all be for closing the gate to Neu Hel. Ohman is my omnicus lord and I pray to him that he will grow a wise god to rule over limbo. Fargus loves the solstice as he is a NecroRaven turned Geomage. Fargus is one of Ohman's teachers after he was found in chrysalis at the Hel Tube. He was recovered after the Demonne/Angellae solstice. By Proffesor Ridley Sheridan the geoomnicon and philanthropist. Ohman was separated from Uhman his half brother at birth.

Pick Asidz: Post Mortem

Point: On a thugging ruggin to catch two notorious criminalitos. Named Square and Drac.
Some say that Drac is a vampire and hates that kid Trax's family for being wulf blood. I hate that kid too and want to gang up on him with some super powered muscle, see if I can team up with this Vamyre Lord.

Chaos: Well let me know what happens?

Point: Of course. You told me we needed to build a neu creu?

Chaos: Yup like leather on a tether.

Orange Face

Orange face
Orange face
What is the case
Sitting here fangled
Orange face
Orange Face
A carrot to be dangled
Orange Face
Orange face
Laugh at the ladder
I am dying and have parasites in my bladder
Orange Face
Orange face
Need help orange orange face...To a life of shoots and ladders
Never give up to say what was the matters

Sodden Earth: Leap of the elemental

Once upon a time there were demonnes and angelles.
Then they set to rest on earth at the day of the sangelle.
It was a solstice between all kind
The day the portal opened and they were set to dine
From New Epsilonne and Neu Hel
A convergence on conquest
Not like the Necrowulf and thier NecroKat outcast
They were from the realms where heaven and hell explored
In the neu universe of Omnicus' deplored
Not by the angellum, but definately the demonne
They were more prone to worship Lord Scorch, Dryfist or Carlonne.
They were the Demonne Lords of neu hel's outpost
Their counter's were Archangellum ghost..

Mr. Sheridan was the one who set up the meeting
Only a humonne who's heart was rapidly beating
A scientist of universology
A pathis to man
A man who had been
To many a foreign land
He was with the Geo Lords
Hail to Geomoneus
As he was for peace
Not sanctimoneus
Relate to Krotus
The telepathic wulf
The dreamer of suits
To Ohman's proof...
Uhman his shadow
Both neu born
Here is Sodden Earth
To it I am sworn...

Pick Asidz: Lemming Launcher

Trax: What color is the most adorable with flavor?

Loca: The witch's wardrobe?

Trax: Or the lovable lion without a spleen.

Loca: With you it's always orange. "Hey Loca, I want to paint you orange". "Don't you think orange is boku locu"? And that same old rhetoric...You know I like different colors than your skin and hair?

Trax: Oh you got me...my secret is out. But it's a lucky color like my favorite number is 27.

Loca: What is your favorite parthenon?

Trax: Like I pray to Athena like you do. I would pray to Mercury to deliver my inheritances...

Loca: How about quiksilver?

Trax: Still on the thermometer rictor scale?

Loca: Sumthing like that...

Trax: Or sumthing like salvation?

Good Measure Act 5

Ferdinand: Adjacent to a dream is a penchant for a seam. A vacation among the clouds or to be hung upside down. In a turnkey of hell is where the angel fell. Downslought from above to fit inside my glove. Hopefull to translate my son's dream in a mate. She is too beautiful for he as a bride to be. Angelica like lace to a beating of a mace. To transmogrify and settle the wheel of the kettle.

Assasino: I don't believe we should kill him for being on a quest. If life is a dream then he should invest. You have had your share of good lives, far be it for the prince to settle on our knives.

Ferdinand: I'm not asking you to do that quite yet, just understand that I am the king and life is a bet. I am a veteran of the uncouth and ungodly, a promise from which kept the whole bodily. I surmise a path and you do not deny me as I am the King and you are a "buy me".

Assasino: What do you hate so much as to see it in yourself. He lives a miser when you live in wealth? Didn't you once not label to find one so lovely as your queen ensconced in her beauty and her sheen? If I am a "buy me" then you push and shove me. Live long to prosper and then be comely?

Ferdinand: You are not to question me little man...do it again and I will snap your band...

Pick Asidz: Love Fountain

Trax: Ugly women are a deniable quotient factor, eh Crux?

Crux: Fat is beautiful? I don't think so...but artificial is so intricate?

Trax: Yeah Loca has been modified a hundred times by me now. I know her inside and out. She has a force field, a lazer beam finger, a time chronosponder and a warpz rod.

Crux: What the hell is a warpz rod?

Trax: This thing I invented to coparralate a navigator G.P.S. Galazy Corresponder...

Crux: Are you telling me Loca is getting alien?

Trax: And I'm getting more and more alienated my friend. Yeah I have been dealing in different tech trades with the Etherels for new artificial intelligence to decipher and then install into my android girlfriend.

Crux: I'm starting to get jealous!

Trax: That is the point!

Pick Asidz: You are the cutest robot I ever did see...

Trax: Hey Loca!

Loca: Hey stud.

Trax: You know I love you mechanically blindfolded by my being?

Loca: And nuts and gears are all you are seeing?

Trax: Well I was working on your transhibulator, reprograming your cyber network and refinishing your psionisis.

Loca: Gee I was painting my nails...do you like this color red?

Song-Hay Chiquorita

Hay Chiquorita
Como sita
Hay Chiquorita
Muy Bonita
Hay Chiquorita
Que necesita
Hay Chiquorita
Bien Venida
Hay Chiquorita
Como Comida
Fui Puerto Rica
Las Antiqua
Nada politica
Son delica...

Pick Asidz: Patrol the Area

Traz: Good Cop, Bad Cop is a 34 foot drop gentleman!

Flipsidz: It's always bad cop when I shoot to kill.

Styx: Then it's always good cop for a new medal of valor?

Traz: Yeah when America is all freaked up...we try to play the good guy. Too much awash in a sea of corruption.

Styx: Yeah Point and Chaos need to be stopped, Trax deserves a second chance for writing poems to the Armed Forces?

Traz: That kid has a knack for writing like I have a knack for keeping Law and Order. His parents need to help with his bug problem.

Flipsidz: It is a complicated story involved with all varietys of disenfranchising, Trax's. He gets involved with the wrong kind all the time? But count the sheep Mother Mayhem? Where can you find the right kind without guidance and money?

pick asidz: Incubation

Brainchild: We incubate the clonal preform of the biogenamatom first...then we post mortem operate with our A.I. computers help...to biosynthesize the android to a new genomitom called mechagenesis.

Flipsidz: What the kid is trying to say is that making these things is like the hottest ticket on earth.

B-child: Yeah Dad.

Flipsidz: You make em then I mark em. 100 Million a piece.

pick asidz: Feel the android's biorythme

Trax: Loca it's time for a check up...I want to extrapulate your biorythmic endometer.

Loca: O.k. but be gentle...

Trax: Here is your ancrologer and I want to add a new device called a black void syntolojax.
I have been working on a time machine module, but its still not perfect...wouldn't want to beam you somewhere and make you stuck in a reverse timestream.

Loca: Reverse timestream polarization with all my medal adaptions would not be good?

Trax: No not at all.

Loca: How did you reroute my neumonic circuitry?

Trax: I had my guy create a bioneumonic inhibitor suit for you.
Also you have biogenatic inhibitors in case of the capicitors break down.

Loca: You made me the best present in the world by adopting me.

Trax: I love you Sunshine Kat.

Loca: You're marbles are on my armours Moonbeam Wulf.

Pick Asidz: Try not to Die

Traz: Everybody is jealous of the recompensation of Trax. All the police factions have an itchy authority finger when it comes to any little misbehaviorism that the kid does? Flipsidz is the most jealous of all. All I can tell him is that he is extraordinarily gifted and deserves the charity. You are more of an anomoly... He has had the roughest life... Think of 5 years crawling with bugs? How does he sleep at night? My grandfather would have hated to put somebody like that in the pen of Alcatraz. As a metamorphasist I like to see things blossom into fruition. My own life, encapsolating the charm of the apphrodesiac affirmative. My grandfather raised my father with an iron fist wanting to mold him into a model soldier. Every single man in my family has gone into some form of service to a greater good. Through the branches of military or civil services. Cadence is a commonality to us, not to most, but through the belief that if you work hard, you can achieve the insurmountable. I place a lot of heavy burden or a good role model. Especially as a black man in a white man's world, that is starting to reshape itself...

Song-SuperCalyFragBallisticas

Supercalyfragballisticas
I tucked her in and she insistica
That I sit around and smoke some Indica
Tell her about the days we sinned for yah...

Supercalyfragballisticas
Put your thinking cap on and spin the cup
Like a winter's night
Snowflake I feel good for yah...

Sunshine Kat and Moonbeam Dogg
Sitting next to a frog on a log
Critter creatures you know my name
You asked for intellect to play God's game
A bump in the night
A cramp in the leg
Come on baby I'm not a California dreg
They are supercalyfragballisticas...

Just some old tangent listicas
Got the same old blisticas
From walking down the road all pissed at yah...

They made me homeless
They made me cry
They put me here without a second try
They wanted me to become a stat
So I remember someone hit that guy with a baseball bat

They say I'm mental
But it's really them
No one to trim my thought or experience sublim?
Possess me taking turns
Someday you'll feel your own worms
Supercalyfragballisticas...

Pick Asidz: Good Peoplez

Armitage: Do you think I can ever become a better person?

Blank: You can't turn crap into fudge...but you are like a sardine that tastes like a lollipop!

Armitage: I wish you tasted like candy.

Blank: Yeah, yeah...I'm a black Blank...we taste like "Old Spice".

Armitage: There is something I always wanted to ask you?

Blank: If I like punk rock?

Armitage: No...what is your real name?

Blank: Yeah that is where I draw a Blank...call it underground amnesia or sumthing.

Armitage: You won't tell me?

Blank: Don't take it personally babe.

Armitage: But I thought we were trying to take the next step?

Blank: What kind...lover's leap?

Armitage: Oh whatever...do you want to go get a drink?

Blank: Hit the Armarillo Armadillo, the Elegant Elephant, the Ravage Raddish, or Pinnochio Joe's?

Armitage: I want some V.I.R. time after I've had a couple, let's go to the Raddish!

Blank: Get T-wreck to smoke some of himself?

Armitage: Yeah he loves himself like he could clone himself, stuff and have himself mounted.

Blank: I could make that possible, but he would need to tolerate himself as an android.

Armitage: I thought you needed to die first for the "Resurrectonis Program"?

Blank: Not if we take Flipsidz hostage...?

Armitage: O.k., you are on your own on that one!

Blank: What are you? A timid terrorist?

Armitage: Or a frigid dare to be kissed studmuffin...you know I usually like artificial insemination with a plastic tool from a girl who you would drool?

Blank: Where did you pick up that ryhming crap?

Armitage: Trax ex-lax Blank...

Blank: Oh yeah...the prophetic poet that he is?

Armitage: Or the porn star that he isn't?

Blank: Yeah let me show you my six gun for sex fun!

Armitage: Just don't shoot without the safety on, o.k.?

Pick Asidz: Partake in the Parchement

Gen. Murphy: We have a code in the Lightbringer's Organization which transcends from sanscript that "Knowledge is Light". It is the creedo that we abide by in the Lightbringer's Corp as well. We pursue ancient and modern knowledge in a form of synthesis.

Lt. Hunter: So you want me to join this "better than thou" club?

Gen Murphy: The first step is compassion, then the second is "Consensus"!

Lt. Hunter: Sir, why do you think I have so much compassion?

Gen Murphy: Because of the transcription in taking responsibilty...you know this transcedes all color or stereotypes?

Lt. Hunter: You're not acknowledging me now because I'm white and and competant?

Gen. Murphy: Competancy lies in actions, if you pursue a dream people think you are tenacious, you are more of a realistical thinker, I believe?

Lt. Hunter: Well you are a good judge of character, sir!

Gen Murphy: Yes to intercede is not usually my forte, but I have seen all kinds in the ranks of the military,cadets to infantry in which I have made my career blossom.

Lt. Hunter: How long have you been with the Lightbringer's Organization?

Gen. Murphy: For twenty years, I was recruited after Nam. I saw some pretty grisly and trechorous things that heightened my lyght senses to a new awareness in so much darkness. The jungle is a dark landscape of choice, in which I had to find solace to find my voice...

Angelles in Bio-Suits-Sodden Earth

In Sodden Earth, my preternatural battle between heaven and hell for earth and to claim the soul of the golden chyld and establish a new limbo. I call Angels, Angelles and Angelli. It is a french term pronounced about the same. Angelles are branched into male and female. Angelles being female and Angelli being male. ArchAngelles are the highest form of Angellarum. The Angelle world being called Angelae. Also known as New Epsilon. Angelles and Angelli are light beings that need bio suits to obtain a form in realitae, or our world as we know it. They are essencially alien beings challenged with neu racism from humankind. (Humans always tend to think aliens are out to destroy them?) The basis premise for Sodden Earth is the prescence of two new interdimensional beings born from Demonne and Angelle. Their names being Ohman and Uman. Ohman being more Angelli and Uman being more Demonne. they are a counter balence to Great Lord Omnicus, the ruler of the Starscope and the Milky Way Galaxy. They don't know anything about their roots and learn from humannes, as Omnicus percieves their plight to be a training ground for Limbo. Their are many different facets of reality in Sodden Earth. The future, the present and the requiem (the past). The High Beings can look upon any reality but their own. Able to focus their omnipotence into humanne consciousness and manipulate their desired vessels into vassels.

Necrowulf: Balistika

In a darkened cave there lay a fortress one part Necrowulf and one part GeoWulf. They were the lords of the werewulf and practice Black and White Arcanum Wulf. They were also the Lords of the Werewulf and practicied Golemographagus, a form of Summoning golemes and golemites, big and small.
Sune Lord Geomoneus was the head of the Lyght Geowulves and the Lyght Monasterium Wulf Tribe called the WulfLyght. They were sometimes accompanied by Demangelle and Angelleraphim. They would beam down through a cryosis beam from their representative time space. New Epsiloni was in the legislarium starcronospace zima on the transpondopod.
Darke Lord Necromoneus was the necrochieftain lord of the of the Necrowulf Black Faction Zumos. He held tribunal with the Dinozaurs, the insecticlones and the Dark Void Gods. He also spoke to new Hellios with the Daemon.
They were in the OmniWulf order of Starcroz and held court together. Their castle was held together underground the mountain ranges of New Mexico's deserts.

Pick Asidz: Hooker Hookwyrm

Trax: Confetti or Spaghetti?

Sicco: Pizza or skeezer?

Trax: Must be the reigning remaining...?

Sicco: Or the hapless hooker that gave you hookworm through the cops present to you. Honatron. Right?

Trax: She screwed a cop to unscrew Mountain Dew and biocontaminated you know who...

Sicco: Andrea or Rebecca or sumthing. Bad for hitmen radio...as a real radio jockey like me hates the pirates like a fat man hates pilates. Cleu is a radio announcer and understands the same thing even though he loves them hos.

Trax: I wish I could give this hookwyrm to her, make the them suffer a little bit.

Sicco: As a present or an apphrodesiac?

Trax: So good at dishing out intentions without thinking of their consequences...that is why I am on a higher tier.

Sicco: Yeah hitmen when they can't afford to hang their hat!

Trax: Now they are everybody's best friend with a basic tell tale fart. Follow the loser onto the label ladder for the cops to burn rubber.

Sicco: Or more like burn rubber when they see you coming?

Trax: That is some laborious latex my man.

Sicco: I like love from an android, huh dude?

Trax: Yeah I can change the contrast, the picture and the volume. I can rewind and fast forward to the good part with my virgin hand. I'm always tweeking her...my Locamotion.

Sicco: Yeah well Brikxy is pretty hot too? Some say that being friends with you is like a hand job?

Trax: How so?

Sicco: Contexture to confuse to see if you blow your fuse then use double digits.

Trax: I come with no peace white man...

Sicco: Then what trickery Tex?

Trax: That is a super cally frag ballistika.

Sicco: Or fries and a shake from a hooker with a rake?

Trax: Or porn to rape.

Gheist Menagerie: Prologue

It started a long time ago, prone to the bible, what some people call the spirit world, what others call the "wold". With the first demise of spirit from body, a la Adam and Eve, the souls of such people needed a place to recirculate. What goes up must come down, to God's horticulture of essence. The spirit is a fascimile of the corporeal, like a riverbed desert which used to be a lake. Ghosts, spectres, gheists, phantoms, shades...what is the difference? A whole lot of names with no place to go but limbo. What happens to such spirits? Are they fascinated with getting in touch with their relatives? Saying I knew you as my great grandfather and now you are my grandson? Can such bodyless souls get in touch with our parameters of reality? What is the heavenly equation? What is the meaning of life? Do heaven and hell figure into the equation? How much bad does it take to reach the bottom of hell? Are they competing? Who is on top on this plane of existance? Heaven or hell? Remembering there is limited space on the top much like the power struggle of civilization? (Because there are so many of them and so little of us that means we have to work extra hard right?) Is that the thinking of a "good" person? Actions speak and equate, but what is that then that we need help in a lonely complexity? Do those spirits reach out in times of need, much like the bible signifigantly applies love for Jesus Christ and his salvation? Can you reach out to a more compliable distinguishment of heritage, much like people try to do in seances or paying homage to their ancestors gravesites? When we seek an answer, and people are full of themselves, lies and deciet, can we ask the immaterial for help? The intangible consciousness? Is space relative to hell in the dull void. A prison without a host? The darkness with no answers? The light only coming to you when you reach an epiphony of enlightenment about recourse in your positivity? Hell is what you make it, maybe?

Pick Asidz: Held Captive

Armitage: Here I am holding the hand of a boyscout when I should be holding a desert eagle? My dream is to get my father's armour out of the military and for use by myself. He was Mi6 and an inventor of grandeous proportions. It is called the prototype X.P.M. (Xenomorphic Promethius Armour). It is biomechanical and hooks into the body's bioelectric thinking through a device called a "braincap mainframe". The military wants to mass produce the hardware componentry and I am fighting them step by step. I am the inheritee, not Uncle Sam! I am only one person, what can I do? That is what they say to themselves then they promote "An Army of One"? So I am taking a vacation sleeping with the enemy, literally. I hate the scum I associate with, but they are a means to an end. Women selling their bodies, does not mean we sell our souls!

Pick Asidz: El presidente intelligente

Cleu: So what the hell is down with the "HellBringaz"?

Cog: Just anarchy, annihilation and concentrations on the usual masturbations!

Cleu: What about the "Hexorcists"? Have they been busy with the new "Hell Notez"?

Cog: Yeah, everytime we get a hell note it seems to come true...to the delight of my fiery passions. Coming from that Dark Cloudz lady. She is one hell of a psychic...She predicted some kid in Africa would get a stigmata and some kid in New Guinea could turn water into blood. We pride ourselves on cases of neumonisis, imprisoning the demons in a "soul prism" is what the Lightbringers do, but we use them for carnage. We have our own countermeasures in what we call "sole caskets". Unleashing the demons on common ground.

Cleu: Who is the head Hellbringaz clergyman?

Cog: Well we hate the stupid Lightbringers Father Naturos. We don't exactly have our own hell priest yet, we are still trying to formulate a hell battalion.

Cleu: How many sole caskets have you collected so far?

Cog: Well the original Hel Knights go back as far as the Dream Knights...Hundreds of sands...we keep all the sole caskets in the Hel Dungeon Cemetary.

Cleu: And they let you broadcast about killing Trax all the time? Aren't you just a pirate hitman who wants chaos cause he can't think straight? A loser with a bad purpose? A chaos cause...?

Pick Asidz: Send me to Camp?

Trax: Send me to camp without postage on my stamp?
Getting rid of in any way that leads me astray?
Why can't you help?
Are you too much of a whelp?
Can't you listen?
To my recent decision?
Of getting with a pidgeon?
To pretend like a parrot?
Like dangling that carrot?
Of a new signifigant bait?
In this town which I hate?
Now to be popped like a pimple?
And straddled on a pole?
My ATM cards are my new goal...
Something which you can't control?
Negligence and wait?
Maybe he will just abate?
Fall out of place...jettison into space?
Go away damn you...my name is Trax!
I'm not a fan of you!

Pick Asidz: Moonajauna

Cleu: I thought of a new skit to do with the prostitutes:
Redneck Joe: Hey there baby! We found ourselves a new grow spot for our pot.

Redneck Jane: Where dude?

Redneck Joe: Well I thought maybe the moon...we could call it "Moonajauna"?

Redneck Jane: What will we do with Mars? Grow candy...?

Pick Asidz: Fate Call

Cell phone conversation with Bio-Mom...the enevitable incredible!

Veronica: Prose grammar...is that what you call it? Trax put me on a pedestal and pedal like the Tour de France!

Trax: I feel more like a peddler uncouth playing the fiddle on a griddle...

Veronica: The grid is alive with the sound of smoozic Traxy...when you figure me into the philharmonic!

Trax: So you do love me?

Veronica: Love is half the battle, but environments change the climactic climates.

Trax: And I'm a climactic primate right?

Veronica: You know I feel like a gameshow host on "Wheel of Fortune Cookies"?

Trax: What would my fortune say?

Veronica: Bad if you land on "Pass your turn"!

Trax: Forget about my 15 minutes Mom...Try 5 years of agony!

Veronica: You think living in the limelight is agonizing...?

Trax: You're missing my point...Agony like pagentry?

Veronica: Stop asking stupid questions with snappy answers like I'm "Mom Magazine".

The Original "Metal Year"-To: Hideo Kojima

A snake in the grass
A gigantic mechanical terror
Armed with nuclear missiles
There is no room for error
My ploy is to take them out
Slowly and surely
My skills are considerable
I am a clone purely
Of that man "Big Boss"
A warrior and a weapon
The means justify the loss
Of a "Metal Gear" heaven
Camoflage of my soul
Consideration to my situation
At the bridge there is a toll
Without heeding hesitation
The life of something solid
The liberty of the pursuit
Patriot to the game
Without liquid to dillute.

Good Measure: Act 4

Narrorator-Merlinus: Juggle the gizzard and hand me a light. Your love is like water to my thirsty delight. Fernando and Angelica did elope to a new castle of newfound hope...life is renewed with a little medecine? I'm killing deer and eating the venison.

Angelica: Thank you good wizard! Talking about the filter of a rocket to space on a railroad tilter. My question is a reflection of myself in a mirror. I look at myself and doubt I can hear her. What is my hope to toy in a boy. Harrow the suggestion of which I annoy...

Fernando: I wish I could ship unto the clouds on a dreamboat called "synthesis". Purchased a purpose about relevant deliverences. To be convinced of this...a vacation I need, while here I bleed oozing the love of a rainbow provocation at a foreign destination. Among the raindrops of heaven I found Good Measure, hot as butter and ill pleasure. Melting on the grill, my love is as endearing as a cold winter chill. Frost forebearing to temper the cold heat, did you figure me to be one of the meek? If so then stand aloof to ponder your perserverence in an original thought suggesting adherence. I stand on the tangent of a new life, but here I am on a cliff diving into strife?

Angelica: To live in a question...perplexed in a dream. People are purple and I've got red ice cream. Don't ask me a question sounding so shrewd. Like you are a lounging scoundrel who has seen me in the nude. Hurricane at harbor. Eclipse at school. Hide me in the closet where sunshine rules. Permit me to establish one simple temper. A catalyst at heart with one gleaming ember. Intermesh and intertangle a new roof to shingle. Settle down the tantrum and listen to our own anthem?

Fernando: So you are asking me to establish a symbiosis, like miosis and mitosis, in a bag full of doughnuts? Oh what I wouldn't do to succumb. To warlike encouragement of my anger like a crumb. Leaving a trail through a forest of doubt. Bringing life to the dream is what thy harvest about?

Angelica: Potential you have...party people you have not! You sir, are a tiller of a bag full of snot. Tear in the eye, truth in thy heart. Natural in dimensions which set us apart?

Pick Asidz: Dog Pills R' Us

Trax: I know it's crazy, but when I play "Reversi" on my cellphone, I think of the white opposing chips as Vermox pills. Wishing I could reach in and take them. All I can think about is getting medecine and all the fairweather friends saying they want me when I get my money. Sayonara to California when I do...I'm tired of taking dog dewormer here! Dog pills and trying to make friends with the worms? What a life...

Dream Telekinesis

I smell the seashell of hell...

So I dwell in the so far fell?

But light hit my brow

And I ensconced with the now

The truth found in a bottle

Always full throttle

Denying the charge

Into the by and large...

Locust to claim

Scarab to blame?

Suttle as sunshine

Drought like wine

Tiller to take

Obeying the rake

Hit with the fan

And getting a tan...

Once again..."The Original Duke of Biohazard"-To: Resident Evil

Zombies, Zombies, Zombies
Shoot them in the head
Live Underground
Don't make a sound
You might wake the dead
Alice is not in wonderland
The earth is in despair
Survival is the name of the game
Which Umbrella cannot repair
Call me the "Duke of Biohazard"
As I stand my ground
How many bullets do I have?
As my heart may pound?
This virus is the fall of man
To which only the lucky get the cure
No I will not join the company
With such sophisticated allure
Piece me back together
Paste me a somber plan
The residents are all evil
With this gun in hand
Hopefully I can stay immune
Like my ammunition
Keep my head on straight
Sweeping my volition
Yes I'm volatile
My sanity is my base
If I stay alive
We might save the human race!

Loca Cheer To: Grandma Hanna Lee Kurlansik

Loca: Cocksucker Motherfucker Eat a bag of shit!
Douchbag Asshole Suck your mother's tit
You are the worst human
All us androids truck
Rah Rah Fuck...

One banana, two banana, four
Put your chest against the floor
Do a push up or lick the ground
You are a werewolf kind of hound
I'm a kitten and a Kat
Prounce around in my vat
Beastial one and Bestial two
Oh Traxy boy I'm in love with you...

Pick Asidz: Talk is cheap when the mourning comes

Trax: I'm so freaking bloated at this point...I think the hospital tried to kill me because I was using toothpaste to cleanse my system along with drinking lots of salt water and vitamin C pills...plus my handy dandy Ativan. Damn that first bug I had, like having a little spider live inside my penis. Three years of hell and then the thing finally died! Thank Jesus! Still got the hookworm bad after 5 years. Can see them inside my eyes when I hold my head up to the light. They come out with Bennadryl, so I take lots of dyphinhydromine. The best are the Laraxapan/Loratadine mix. Need Vermox, Penecilin, Leviquid, Amozycilin, azithromycin, Pyridium, Albenza combo. Figured that out...keep it on the lay low unhypnotize me oblivious chart.
P.S. Not to forget the regular bathing in Witch's Bane, Hydrogen peroxcide and Epsom Salt. Then wash off with rubbing alcohol...

Pick Asidz: Super Mental Man

Trax: Hey Sexy...I've thought of a new idea for a costume for this Halloween.

Loca: What? An android like me?

Trax: No...I call him " Super Mental Man".

Loca: What are his special powers?

Trax: Well, I would dellusionally try to fly around for starters...then I would have a psych med utility belt.

Loca: Ha, ha, ha...very bunny.

Trax: Yeah I sometimes wonder if my bio-mom had just left me to be adopted by the Easter Bunny in a wooden basket in a field of substituted three leaf clovers. Then I would have waited there. Been passed over by the tooth fairy and Santa Claus, then puked on on Saint Patty's day.
Rudolph or Frosty might have saved me though? Rudolph with his nose so bright, once upon a time his butthole used to be tight...

Loca: Why did Santa Claus turn into a shrunken head?

Trax: Why?

Loca: Cause he mistaked a pygmy for an elf!

Trax: Hee, hee, hee robot tell good joke! Ever hear about the Jamaican Reindeer? He had a bobsled instead of a sleigh!

Loca: You are super mental man...as I am an android of your imagination!

Pick Asidz: Fe Fi Fo Tic Tac Toe

Avatar: Mom you are always spending time with me and not Bron? When are you going to at least visit him or call him to find out how he is doing?

Charma: Men suck little one...

Avatar: What sucks is that men are a dime a dozen and the real men are off at war.

Charma: Maybe I should date an alien?

Avatar: Not an illegal, right?

Charma: No honey...I'm trying to support us by finding a man with money and power.

Avatar: Good looking too?

Charma: Yeah draw a picture of one and I'll try to find one that looks like him online!

Avatar: Maybe I should draw "Where is weirdass now"?

Charma: Yeah, Carmen is in San Diego while Charma is in la la land?

Avatar: Maybe Mr. Right is a writer?

Charma: Maybe Mr. Wrong is what is left? Lily if you could pinpoint one avenue of exceptionalism in a person what would it be?

Avatar: Like a good role model or just an expressionalism in the heat of the moment?

Charma: Good word for your age! Yeah I guess...something for Joe Average to be recognized and acknowledged with!

Avatar: I can think of more than one thing Mom.

Charma: Okay then...think of three idealisms.

Avatar: A positive outlook which entails hope, stability, and kick ass accoutrements Mom. I want to swing around in style!

Charma: So do I baby girl, but should I invest first and investigate later?

Avatar: Maybe you shouldn't procrastinate at your age?

Charma: You are right, but you are pissing me off! Even a clairvoyant like myself, who is able to remote view and distinguish the positive from the chaotic, I still have problems in pinpointing a winner. One minute they are on the right track and then the next they are eating beans under the traintrack of disallocation.

Avatar: I guess we are enigmatic vampires pressuring lost causes then?

Charma: Or mneumatic werewulf geeks biting the head of admission! A token of affection from even a poor guy is a consideration at this point.

Avatar: Too bad I'm too short to ride that roller coaster Mom...yeah right!

Pick Asidz: Sound the Aloof

Flipsidz: Yeehah Coleslaw...I'm gonna bump you in this bumper car!

Charisma: Nanny Nanny Blue Balls...you can't catch me!

Flipsidz: You better be good or I'll make you fondle a porcupine penis!

Charisma: Pickled pepper player hater...I want to do the water rides next!

Flipsidz: So you can show off your teenie weenie bikini? B-child only you would bring a computer to an amusement park.

Brainchild: I'm hacking in "The Adulterer Magazine's" archives and making all the pictures look demonic!

Charisma: You seem to have a fascination with porn being satanic?

Brainchild: What do you expect? I'm the son of a white witch...

Charisma: But yet you disinclude all things mechanical from the realms of hell?

Brainchild: Mechanical things can be tailored to suit the whims of their makers. Getting nude and screwing is like the easiest thing in the world. Where is the talent to be associated with such?

Charisma: Well don't become a porn star B-man! Get a grip and try to have some fun. This is our down time. All work and no play makes for a dull computer genius, you know?

Flipsidz: What is your idea of a fun thing to do Brainchild?

Brainchild: I like the admiration and acknowledgements I get over my trade skills, plus money in the bank.

Charisma: All that from a 14 year old? You taught him well Flipsidzsan!

Flipsidz: Yeah recognition entails notoriety and the kid is becoming one of the best in the biz at what he does!