Final Exit Strategy
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"Rioting, panic, looting. These are just some of the violent behaviours you will witness on the streets. Earlier today the air force scrambled, trying to shoot down an unknown object in the sky. The pilots were unsuccessful, reporting sickness and even loss of consciousness as their heads filled with foreign images and sounds."
The news reporter's nose dripped blood onto her microphone, she looked up to the sky to see a glowing green ball land just feet away. She begins reporting anew, with a stammer. One eye towards the green fireball. "Currently no country or group is claiming responsibility, but we can only hope it's in conjunction with the hack of the world's satellites yesterday. Some fear a biological weapon, while most scientists and scholars feel it's most likely mass hysteria."
"Oh shit," the cameraman says.
The camera pans towards lxxy, no longer glowing green. He walks towards the camera.
"Greetings citizens of the United States of America, and perhaps the world," lxxy said as he spoke into the camera. "I am lxxy, your once benign neighbourhood God-like being." His eyes begin to glow green, but he is not trying to hurt anyone. Just allow them to see something odd. "You need to cease and desist this senseless violence and return to your homes peacefully, or that big fire ball in the sky will devour you whole."
Lens flare. Everyone stops, even cops in mid beating of rioters. The sun grows brighter, ever so. "Of course, I won't nuke you all the way. And if I dim it down some, you'll feel right as rain. But I will not allow such a mongrel species continue to harm it's self and planet any longer. You have thirty minutes to comply, or kiss all your asses good bye."
The camera equipment malfunctioned, and the news crew backed away in a panic--finally getting their gear into the van, now driving through panicked streets.
Meanwhile....
The phone rang in John and Charlize's hotel room. John awoke in bed, choking up blood from a nose bleed. "Yes, what is it," he says, as he instinctively picks up the phone.The back of his throat tasted like pennies.
Alex was on the other end. "It's Charlize. She's re-appeared again."
John shot up, jumped out of bed and runs to the bathroom wondering if Charlize was still in there. The door was ajar, and he slowly opens it. No one there, just blood in the sink.
Running back to the phone he hops onto the bed, landing on it with a soft cushioned thud. "Yeah, well, I don't know where the other Charlize is right now.."
Alex sighed. "I think I know where, we'll be down in a flash."
The world went dark, and John once again felt as if his whole being was being sent through a glass grinder, then heat. Bubbling shards of consciousness and knowing, as they travelled towards Charlize in a time-shifted loop of existence.
As John, Alex, and Whiz appeared on the streets of Los Angeles near another film crew, John bent down to puke. "Jesus Christ Alex, can we stop doing that for just one chapter?"
Alex shrugged. "Sorry, it's the fastest method of travel for me. Hey, look who is amassing a following."
John looked up and over to find Charlize--and judging by the lack of tattoos, the native Charlize at that, currently off on a rant as a group of people rallied around her. She spoke into the mic, dictating a speech.
Whiz's eye made motorized noises as he zoomed in to witness the spectacle.
John stared in awe. "Man, she's hot."
KUAN!!
Simple souls overload as I explode data banks,
'cause the earth & space gave birth to this paleface!
Supreme -- linguistic -- mental machine,
my brain cells swell - the intellects extreme!
Fire fills my veins as I proclaim my resistance,
to the mind-swapping parasites that feed off my existence!
As I -- skin the burn to relearn the royal plan,
somewhere out beyond the edges in the depths of spirit land!
It's authentic, apocalyptic destroyer,
damaging challengers -- resurrection, disorder!
A monument of crisis - I strike this - your dead
line my nest with your soul -- cleansed in bloodshed!
BATTLE READY!
Poets gonna take control!
BATTLE READY!
Souls violate parole!
BATTLE READY!
Violently invade your home!
-- breaking the bones
OF THOSE WHO OPPOSE!
Commanding the mic -- striking up a verb-fest,
mass destruction is my function - time to put it to the test!
In combat --- attacking since way back,
in the days I drew praise for the way that I slain facts!
Formulating flows in revolutionary science,
it's the catastrophic prophet from the anarchist alliance!
Freaking techniques -- this creature of speech,
ewe feels the fury of devastation 'cause ewe ewe tasted defeat!
I'm alone on my own in this universe of fear,
royalty divides my soul -- in this role I'm revered.
As the pinnacle -- lyrical master -- queen of disaster,
I ruin brain fluid -- the UNKNOWN IS WHAT I'M AFTER!
BATTLE READY!
Poets gonna take control!
BATTLE READY!
Souls violate parole!
BATTLE READY!
Violently invade your home!
-- breaking the bones
OF THOSE WHO OPPOSE!
Shaking up the world -- just like the 2nd coming of Christ
-- when I write -- thrice divine with this goddess sight!
Words will flow -- wounds will grow,
ewe knows -- bones will be exposed from the force that I unload!
It's THE SOUL EATER!! -- mic bleeder with the voice of chaos
I got the nectar of the gods flowing from my mental pod...
Gather the flock -- alarm your block,
tell them the shepherds have come & got the keys to unlock!
A holy war -- through your veins it courses,
more lyrical artillery than the armed forces!
Supernatural -- styles be volatile,
it's the mind manipulator -- the WAR CHILD!
BATTLE READY!
Poets gonna take control!
BATTLE READY!
Souls violate parole!
BATTLE READY!
Violently invade your home!
-- breaking the bones
OF THOSE WHO OPPOSE!
COME!
SHADOW SOLDIERS!
We came to defy - living life as a lie,
we embryonic satellites need our freedom to fly!
TO WATCH DIE! -- Agonizing cries are heard in stereo
I'm visualizing battlefield scenarios...
In the line of fire -- watching empires fall,
into attack position -- ELIMINATE ALL!!!
MY SPECIES!!!
BATTLE READY!
Poets gonna take control!
BATTLE READY!
Souls violate parole!
BATTLE READY
Violently invade your home!
-- breaking the bones
OF THOSE WHO OPPOSE!
MY SPECIES!
NO SURRENDER!
Meanwhile...
Albert Nimziki approached the group of people with rifle scope vision, trained on Charlize. "Say good bye to your leader, losers." Pulling the trigger Albert gapes as a green blur whisks Charlize away. "God dammit!"
Ass over tea kettle lxxy stares down into Charlize's eyes. "Hey, it's not you..well, it is you, but you're supposed to be here."
Charlize smiled. "And it's you! I knew you'd come if I put on a show!" Charlize embraced lxxy deeply. "I love you lxxy, don't leave me again!"
lxxy sighed, and stood up. "I'm sorry Charlize, but I can't stay forever."
The sun continued to glow in luminescence, a mass coronal ejection grazed the earth and took out a bunch of satellites far above. Birds scattered in the air, bees found themselves going around in circles. "Well, it's almost been thirty minutes, think they'll comply? Or shall I make everyone extra crispy?"
Charlize shook her head. "lxxy, I know it won't come to that."
lxxy shrugged and pulled Charlize back up. "Probably not."
"GET OFF OF ME!" Albert was currently a hump back. That hump was none other than John Titor.
"No way, I'm gonna gut you like a fish!" John held on ever so tightly, even as Alex and Whiz were trying to pull him off.
When they were successful, John caught his breath and stared at Albert for a split second, until they both lounged at each other and began fist fighting.
"Stop it," Alex said, looking over towards Whiz. "Don't you have a taser or something?"
Whiz shrugged. "No, not yet. Was supposed to get one installed next pay check."
Alex sighed as the two continued to fight, but then looked over as he witnessed lxxy and Charlize approaching. Withdrawing his weapon he aimed it squarely at lxxy, beads of sweat dripping from his brow. "Hands behind your back! You're under arrest for violating the temporal time agreements."
lxxy smirked and waved his hand, the gun became a giant sunflower. "The sun's about to go nova and you still want to arrest me?"
Alex growled. "Stop this nonsense! You've lost, can't you see that?"
lxxy smiled. "Alex, did you think I was running experiments in space-time so I could merely have my own cave no one would get to?"
Alex furrowed his brows, wiping more sweat away. John and Albert had stopped fighting, now they lay on top of each other panting. "What do you mean?"
lxxy's arms outstretched. "I wanted not to be a god per se, but I wanted some place I could call my own. You know, call the shots--make sure people behaved."
Alex stammered, then let the sunflower fall to the ground. "You have to save the people! It can't end this way!" He dropped to his knees.
lxxy nodded. "You're right, but it's time for you to GTFO!" With a wave of his hand Alex and Whiz had disappeared, where they headed no one knew.
Turning to Albert and John lxxy chuckled, then formed two bottles of water out of thin air and chucked them towards the two. They had already begun to become hot. "John, Albert...you two..always fighting. The whole world, always fighting. Today it changes. Right now. Right here. I'm going to head off to explore other planets now, but I swear to me that if your species doesn't knock it off I'll be back to firebomb the hell out of you."
Charlize hugged lxxy. "lxxy, please, don't go!" She was crying, but it was hard to tell with all the sweat.
lxxy kissed Charlize on the cheek. "I told you, this is how it must go."
The sun stopped growing, and within seconds it's size and tempature had returned to normal.
lxxy backed up, waving to Charlize, John, and Albert. "Good bye my loyal pets...for now."
Looking towards the heavens a green light appeared out of the center of his forehead. It burned brightly for microseconds, before it was a full on beam, washing miles of the earth aglow in it's brilliance. But as quickly as it begun, it had ended. When it ended, lxxy was gone.
John helped up Albert, and Charlize looked around as everyone in sight begun to hold hands, singing such a beautiful song. There wasn't always harmony, but there was love.
For once, even for just fifteen minutes, the streets of Los Angeles were filled with the sounds of peace.
Oh, pack all my things it's time for me to go...
Listen up first, there's something you should know...
My time will come again....
My time will come, my friends...
A brief flash- it comes our way!
And on such a beautiful day!
Analyze the sum of all things, the total was one.
And this must have worked somehow!
Cause everything is perfect now...
You can take everything back,
My job here is done.
No one expected such a massive endeavor,
So all the praises sung will echo forever.
False hope and a rocky start,
One landscape torn apart.
And there were skeptics about what was begun...
It won't pass if it's not serene,
The code's red, but the grass is green!
I'm taking everything back,
My job here is done.
Pack all my things it's time for me to go....
Listen up first, there's something you should know!
My time will come again...
My time will come, my....
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I, the Emperor of the Universe would never allow this to happen. Being taught by the great Barack Obama; "peace will guide the planet." He told me he is never wrong!
I like this (dare i say it?) vanity project of yours as it allowed you to showcase you unpredictable talent and alas, I give in every time (with a slightly slighted ego) for nobody comes close to your style here on HP (in Mars probably there's one. or two).
Btw, I sense a sequel! If I proved to be prophetic, could you provide me with meds for sensory overload?
And oh the Galapagos Penguins are endemic penguin species to, well, the Galapagos :D
hey took me a long time to get here but now that i am here what do i do...... i suppose just keep reading, you are one on your own for sure..... a genius....
Great hub. I found something complete from this hub. It hard to listen but easy to understand. That's you my friend. I rate this hub UP. Good work, ixxy.
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Genius to be sure Lexi! Dang you're good. A tribute to the power of a creative imagination, blended beautifully with superb communication skills. Well done dear friend - well done :)













Mentalist acer Level 6 Commenter 23 months ago
I've always felt that time and space should be a cycle and not of unison to vibrate an etherial give and take...
Your talent is un-questionable Lxxy and Glad to have entered your World:)!!