I’m at a secret underground base near Almagordo, New Mexico. The scientists there are working on an Omega-tier weapon—a project that could envelop the world in fire and brimstone. A ring of us surround two enormous, gyrating metal curves that are in actuality, a pair of tesser-folded Dyson Spheres. They begin spinning faster and faster, erupting with arcs of blazing energy that leap between them. A storm of multicolored lightning bolts spits out from their center and suddenly…there’s a crouched female figure kneeling in the center of the machine. “What the—” before I can say anything more, it spreads bat-like wings and snarls at me. One of the scientists yells, “The essence of Taylor Swift! Get the Enochian ordnance online and—” she opens her mouth. Hellfire pours from her lips and engulfs the scientist. As she ascends into the night sky, I see dark, miasmic portals open all across the heavens. Insectoids begin pouring from their edges. The lead technician grasps me by the shoulders and says, “Kent! You have to do something! Taylor is going to burn every inch of—” he’s cut off as a buzzing insectoid grasps his head with multi-jointed legs and pulls it clean off. I open my eReader to Echo. Magic flash. A dinosaur-headed electric guitar appears before me, slowly revolving in place and radiating a bright blue haze. I walk toward it as if I’m in a dream, and sling it over my shoulder. I lay my fingers on its enchanted strings, and it begins to glow with otherworldly light. As I begin playing, glorious strains of metal pour from my instrument. Metal is antithetical to pop-powered insectoids; they begin exploding in random bursts of gory Gross. MenemeneMEH, menemeneMEH! A hundred yards above me, the demoness Taylor claps both hands across her ears and shrieks in pain. A few seconds later, she folds her wings over herself, hisses in spite, then blinks out of existence.
Have our damn fool scientists finally gone too far and unleashed a dark force of country-pop upon all of humanity??? No worries; metal will save the day! Get Echo Vol. 1 on Kindle here: Vol. 1 on Kindle. Vol. 2 on Kindle here: Vol.2 on Kindle Vol. 3 on Kindle here: Vol. 3 on Kindle
Metal to the rescue.. On to pop (and Taylor and beyonce’s and that odious lot’s) death.. This post reminds me of Manowar so much.. Beautiful
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Thank You! Metal to the rescue should be a slogan haha!
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But (sob) what does one do if one likes both Taylor Swift, Killswitch Engage and In This Moment (well their early work anyhows)?????????
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Man it’s a dirty secret of mine but I can always go for some Love Story or Style hahaha!
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Makes good sense to me
My perfect night’s viewing ‘Full Metal Jacket’ and ‘Love Actually’ (in either order)
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Nice, haha! I’d keep the order you listed; it’s a little hard trying to sleep when you’re ready to go apeshit in a third world country!
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And the Mickey Mouse club theme keep going through your head.
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A particular stroke of brilliance on Kubrick’s part, putting that in there!
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