F U E L #28 - I N F O  ÜÜÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÜÜÜ  ÜÛÛßßÛ ÛßÛÛÞ²ÞßÜß²²² ÜÜÜÜÜÜ ²ßÜ߰۲߲ßßßÛÜßÛ²²ßÛÛÜÜ  Þ²ßÜ°ÛÛ° ßßßßß²Þ²² Û ± ÛÜ ² ݲ° Û ² ± ÛÞÝß² ßßÛÛß ß²²±°ÛÛÛ² °°°°±±ÞÞ±ÛÛ ° ²²ÛÛÛ± ÞÛ°ÛÛ ± °ÛÛÛÛ²Þ² ± °±²² ß  _ ß ²°ÛÛÛÛÛÛ°°Ý°°ÛÛÛ ܱÛÛÛ² ݲÛÛÛÛ° ÜÛÛÛÛ± ± ° °±± ÜÜ Ü _ ²°ß°°ÛÛÛßÛÛÛ° °²°±±°°Û°°°Û°°²°°°°ÛÛÛÛÜ°ÛÛßßß ° Û° °°°ÜÜ °ß² ±°°±±°Û²°±°²²±²Û Û°°±°²°²²°Ü°²Û ÜÜÜ°°² Û±°° ÜÛ°Û° °±² °° ±± ²²±²²ßÛßÛ²±² Û±±²±²°Þß²ÛÛ±Û Û°°±²² ° ß±±°²²  ±±ß²² °°   °°° Üܲ۲߱±² °°°°° ß°²Û°ß Û²²ÛÛ²° ß°ÛÛ°° ۱ܲ²² ° ±²²±±²  ²ÛÛÛß°±°   ú °±± ßßÛÛÛ°  ±±±±±°° ß߲߰ ÛÛÛÛÜ°Ü°°ßßß°° Û²²ÛÛ°Ü ° ²ÛÛ²°²  ßÛßß ±±° ú   þ °²²ÜÜÜ ßÜß ÛÜ ²²²²±± ßßßßÛßßß²ßß²²ÜÜ ßßßÛßß߲߰ Ü ßßßß Üßßß Üܲ²° þ  ÛÛÝ ßÜÜßßßßß ßß ßß ßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßÜÜß  ÛÛÛÜÜÜ ßßßßÛÛÛÛÜÜÜÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°ÜÜÜÜÛÛÛßßÜ°±²ßßßÜÜ ÜÛÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜßßßßßÛÛÜÜÜ  ±ÛÛÛ²²ÛÛÛ²²ÛÛÛ±±±²²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ²ÛÛÛÛÛßßß²Û°ßÜÜÜ°ÜÞÝÜÜ ÛÛÛÛÛ²²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÜßßÛÛÜÜܲÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ²±° °°°ÞÛ°ÝÞßÛ²ÛßÞÝ ÞßÜÜ ßÛÛÛÛÛßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÛÛÛÛÛÛ²²ÛÛÛÛÛÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßßÜþþÜ Ü²ÛÛ ±ÜÜÛÜÜÝÛÜ Þ ßÜÜ ß ÜÝ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ²²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßßß ßßß ßÛ °ß²Û²±Ý ßÜßþß  ßÛÛÛÛ±±²ÛÛÛ²²°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßßÜÜÜ°±±ÜÜÞÛÜß±ÜÜ° ±ÜÜßßÜ ÛÛÛÛ²²ÛÛÛ²²ÜÜÜßßÛÛÛÛÛÛß ÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ²±²²ÛÝ ßÜ ßß ÜÜß ßÜ ÞÝ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßßßÜÜÜÛÛÛÛßß ÜÜÜÜßßßÛ²²ÛÛÛÛÛÛ²ÛÛÛ ²Ü ßÜÜßß± ÞßÞ ßÛÛÛßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßß ÜÛÛÛ²ßÜ°ÜÜ °±²ÛÛÛÜÛÛÛÛÛÜß±Ý ÜÜßßÜ ÞÝ ÜÛÛÛÛÛßß ÞÛÛ°± °±²ßßÝÞ°ÛÛ ÜßÞÝÛÛÛÝÞ± ÜßÜ ÜÜÜ ß  ßß ß °Ü ßßÜÜÛ °²ÝÞÛÛÜ ÛÛßܱ° ² Ü ÛßÜßÝ  Þ±ÛÛ ßÛÝÞÛ ²Û²± ±Ýß°ÜÜÜßßÜÜÜ Û²ÛÛÛÜÜÜßܲÛ²±ÝÞ°ßÜ ßßßÜÛÝÞ²²Ý ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß ±²ÛÛÛ² ±°ÝÞÜß°±²ÛÛܱßßß±Ü ÜÜÜÜÜ ÛÛÛÛÛßßÜÜÜÜÜßßß Þ²±° ÛÝÞ°±²ÛÝÞ°±²ÛÛ±²Ý Ü°±²²ÛÛ²Ü ÛÛÛÛßÜ°ÛÛÛ°±²²²²²Üß²±°ÜÜß²±°ÛÜÞ±ßßÛ²ßß²ÞÝ °°±²²ÛÛÛÛ²ÝÞÛÛ °ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°±±±²²² ²±°± ß²ßÞÝ°Û²±ßÛÛ°ß Þß±±²ÛÛÛÛÛ²ÝÞßÜ°ÛÛÛÛÛÜÛÛÛ°°°°±²ÝÞ²±°ÝÞßÜ Üß± °² °±ÜÜÜÛßß ÝÞ°ÛÛÛ°±²ßÜÛÛÛÛÛ°°± Üßß߱߰±²²±ß Üßܱ±±²Û²± Û °ÛÛ°±²ßÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßÜÛ²²±²²ÜÜÜ°°°ÛÜÜ ßß ÜÛÜ Ü°ÝÞ°±ßß߲ݲ °°Û°²ß ßÛÛÛÛ°°°ßܲ۲۲ÛÛÛÝ Ü°°±²ÛÛ²±²ß°Ý Þ±² ±°ÜÜ ÜÜß°±° ß°±²ÛßÜÝ ßÜÜÜÜßÛÜ ÛÛ°±° °²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ²±²²ÛÛÛÛÛ²° ßÝ Ûß Û²±±°°Ü²±°ÛÛÜß±°ÜÜßßÜ²Û ÜÜÜßßß ±²Ý±°±ß Þ°²ÛÛÛÛÛÛ ²²²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°ÛÛÛ²±±Ü²±°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÜß± ܲÛÛÝ ÝßÛÛßÜ°±² ßßܱ Þ°²ÛÛÛÛÛÝÞ²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°ÝÞÛÛ²Û²²  ܲ±°°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ±²Ü ²ÛÛÛÝ ß ßß°±ÝÞ²²±°Ý ±²ÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛ±ÝßßÜÜÛÛ±°ÛÜÜÜßß± Û²±°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°±²ÝßÛÛÝ Ü°±Ý Þ²Û ±±±°ÛÛ ß±²ÛÛÛÝÞÛÛÛÛÜ ßÛÛÛÛÛ²°ÛÛÛÛ²±² Þ²±°ÛÛÛÛÛÛ ²ÛÛÛ°±²ÝßÛ Þ²²² ±Û² °°°°Û°Ý ß±²ÛÛ ÛÛÛßßÜÝÛÛÛÛÛÛ²°ÝÞÛÛÛÛÛ²² ²±°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ²ÛÛÛÛ°±² Ü ±²²Ý Þ²²± °ÛÛÛ°±Ý ßÛ ÞßÜÜÛßÜ ÛÜÜßßÛÛ±° ÞÛÛÛÛÛÛßÝ  ÜßßÛÛÛÛÛÛÝÞ²ÛÛÛÛ°±² ±° ßß Ü°²±ÝÞÛÛÛÛ°±ÝÛÛÛÛܱ° ÛÛÛÛÛÜÛ²±° ÛÛßßßÜÜ°   Þ°°±ÜÜßßÛÛ ²±ÛÛÛÛ°±²ÝÞ°±Ü ÜÛ²²±° ÛÛÛÛÛ°±ÝÞßßÜÜÜÜÝ ÞßÛÛÛÛÜÛ²°Ü ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°Þ  °±²²ÛÛÛÛÜ ²°°ÛÛÛÛ°±²ÝÞ°±²²Û²±°ß ÞÛÛÛÛÛ°²ÝÛÛÛÛÜÜß ÞÛÜßÛÛÜÜßß ÛÛÛÛÛÛßßÜÝ  °±²ÛÛÛÛßܲ°ÛÛÛÛÛÛ°±²Ý ß°±²²±ß ±°ÛÛÛ°±ÞÛÛÛ²° ÛÛÛÛÛÜÛ²°° ÛÛÛÛÛÜÛßÜÝ Þ°±²ÛÛÝ ²±°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°±² ßß±°ÛÛ°±ßÞÛÛÛ²°Ý ÞßßÜÛÛÛÜß±° ÛÛÛÛßßÜÜÜß °±²ÛÛÛÛÜß²°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°±²ÜÜßßß ±°Û°²Ý ÜÜ ÛÛÛ²±°ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛܱ ÛßÜÜÛÛ²±±°Ý ß°±²ÛÛÛÛÜß²°ÛÛÛÛÛ°±²Ý ÜÜÜÜßß±°°±² ßß ßܲßÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ² ÛÛ²±ÛÛÛÛ²±° ß°±²ÛÛÛÜß²°ÛÛÛÛ°±²Ýßß±°°±ÝÞÛÝÞÛÛÛÛÛÛßßßÛÛßÜ ÞßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ²° ß°±²ÛÛÛÜß²°ÛÛÛ°±²ÝÞ±°°±²ßÛ ÛÛßÛÛÛßÛÛÜÜßÜ°ÜßÜßÛÜßßßßÜß°±²ÛÛÛÜß²°Û°±²Ý²±°°±²ßÛ ÛÛßÛÛÛßÛÛßÜÜßß°ÜßÛÜßßßßßßÞÜÜß°±²ÛÛÜß²°°±²ú²°Û°±ÝÛ ÛÛÜÜÜßßÜ°°±±±±°ÜßÛÛÛÛÛÛ²±²²ÛÜßß°±²ÛÜÜß°±±°°°²ßÛÛÛÛßÜ°ÜÜÜßß²²±±°ÜßÛÛÛ²°ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ °°±²ÛÝÜܱ°ÜÞ±°°Ý°ÜßßÜ°ßßßßÜÛÛ²Û²ßÜÜÜÜßßßßÞÛ ÛÛ ÜßÜÜÜÜÜßÜÝÞ±°ÜÞ²°°°ß°°±Û²ßßßßßÜß²²ßßÜÜÜÜ°°°±ÝÞÛÛ ÛÛÜÜÜÜÜÛÛ °²±°°Ü²±ß±Ü²ß°ßßÜÛßÜ° ±²Ü Ü߲ܲßÞÜ ßÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßÜÛ²Û²±±°°ÜÜÜÜÞ°ßÞ²ß ßßÜܲ° Þ±ÛÝßÜßÜ ÛÛ°±±ÜßßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ²²±±°°Ü²Û²±°ÜÜÜÜÞÝÞÛÛÛßÜÛÛ²°±²ÛßÛß±ÛÜßÞ²ÛÛÛÛÜßßßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ²²±±°°Ü Þ±²ÛÛ²²ÛÛÛÜÜÜÜ °Üß°ßÝÞÜß²°Þ±°ß ß±ÛÛÝÞ²ÛÛÛÛÛÛßß ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ²²±±°Ü ßßßßßßßßßßßßß °±Û ܲ²Ý±Ý±²ÛÜÛÜßÛ ²ßßßÜÜÜÛÛÛÛÜÜÜÜßßÛÛÛÛÛ²²±°Þ°±ÝÞÛÛÜßßÜÞ±ß ÜÛÝܲޱ²ÛÜ ÜÜÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÜßÛÛ²±°ÝÞ°±Û ±ßܱ²Ýß²Üßßܲ±Þ²ÛÛ²ÝÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÛÛßß°±ÛÝÞܲ²±²± ÛÛ°Üß° ÛÛÛÛ² ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßßßßßßßß°ßßÜß°Û²²ÝÞ± ÛÛÛÝÞÞÛÛÛÛÛß ßßßß ÜÜÜÜÜÝÞÛÜ ÜÛ±²±²ßÛÛÛ ±²ÛÛßÞ±ÛÛÛÛÛ²±Þ°ÜßßÜÛÛ²ÝþßÛÜÛÝÞ²ÛÛÛÞ²ÛÛÛÛ²±°°±ÛÛÝÞÛ²²Þ±ÜßßÜÞ²ÛÛÝÛÛÛÛÛÛ±°Ý°±²ßÜ°Û±²± ±ÝÛ²ÞÛÛÝÛÛÛÛÛÛ±°ÝÞ°± ±ÛÛ۲ݱ²Üß ² ßß²ÛÛÛÛÛ±°Ý°±²ßÜßÛ°²Þ±ßܲ۲ÛÛÛÛÛ±°Þ°±ÝÞ²Ûܲ²± °ÜßÞÛÛÛÛ²±°°±²ÛÜßܲ²Ý±ÝÞÜݲÛÛÛ±°ÝÞ°±²ÜÛܱ²Þ±ÜßÜÞÛÛÛ±°°±²ÛÛßÜݱ²ÝÞÞÛÛÛ±°°±²ÛÛ°²²±²Û²ÛÛ±° ÜÜÜßßßß±²²ÛÛ±°ܱ²ÛÛÛ²²ÜÞÛÛÛ±°Ý±²²ÛÛÛÛßßÜßßßÜÜÜÞ±²ÛÛÛß ²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜßßßß Þ±²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÜÜ ßßßßßß ßßßßßßßßßß Prologue... Nov 2018, Western Pennsylvania Atop a large hill stood a small outhouse. Upon the outhouse stood a large man. He lit a Marlboro red. The lighter briefly illuminated the pitch black sky, revealing a flock of bats in the distance. The man squinted. The bats slowed upon approaching the outhouse, coalescing into the figure of a pale man. "Jopro Hufter." "Count Drakula, you've returned..." "I sense...something. Ominous. I believe FUEL is under threat." "Yes, burps warned us." "I think the danger is grave." "You sleep in a grave, everything looks like a grave." "Jopro..." "Burps has said that we will survive." "And you believe this?" "Drakula...Burps is always right." "Still...best to be careful." JoPro flicked his cig and pulled a cheeseburger out of his pocket. "FUEL is good people. We'll handle it."   þÜ Ü ß ÜÝÜ ÜÜÜÞÜ ²ßÜ ÜßßÜÛ±ÛÜ Üß² ÜÝÞÛÜ ÜÞÜ ß Ü Üþ   ÛÛÛ²Üܲ²±ÞÛÜÜÝÞ²²ÛÛ ßßÛÞÜܲ²Ü²ÛÛÜÜÜݱ²²Û۲ܲ²ÜÜÝþßÛÜÛÛ²²ÝÞÜÜÛݱ²²ÜܲÛÛÛ   The Lab, FUELHauS, Chamber 18   It's cold. Ice cold. Just the way I like it. I'm plugged in. I'm whirring. I'm comfortable. Necro is worried. Something Burps said. But I am fine. Deep Freezer is always...chill. <<<>> Someone is opening me. "Ah," Zeus' II's voice. "One left...perfect" He's going for it? "Zeus II" I say "don't do it!" "Why not?" "That's Ping's last Monster," I plead "you know what happens when I run out of Monsters for her." "Yes. I'm counting on that." Zeus II laughs. Almost musically. What   is going on with him? So I ask. "What is going on with you? "Don't worry about that Deep Freezer. In fact...forget we spoke."   Zeus takes out an instrument. He's playing..a forro...and..wha?   Weird. I feel like something just happened yet I can't remember   anything. Indeed, according to my internal chronometer, the last   few minutes are a blur. I should ask Burps...oh weird, an override   telling me not to ask Burps about this. Ok. Well back to what I   do best...chillin!   þÜ Ü ß ÜÝÜ ÜÜÜÞÜ ²ßÜ ÜßßÜÛ±ÛÜ Üß² ÜÝÞÛÜ ÜÞÜ ß Ü Üþ   ÛÛÛ²Üܲ²±ÞÛÜÜÝÞ²²ÛÛ ßßÛÞÜܲ²Ü²ÛÛÜÜÜݱ²²Û۲ܲ²ÜÜÝþßÛÜÛÛ²²ÝÞÜÜÛݱ²²ÜܲÛÛÛ Western Pennsylvania, Early November The buggie pulled up to the bottom of the large hill. Two riders dressed in the modest garb of swiss-german anabaptists tied up the horse. "Be a good girl Xero, don't get into any trouble," one said, lovingly caressing the horse. Xero neighed approvingly. The men turned and approached the hill, their eyes gazed upon the outhouse. ÛÛÜ ßÛÝ ßÜ ÜÛÛ ßÛßß ²°°Ü Þ²±°ÝÜßßÜ Þ²±°Üßßßß ß°ÜÜÜ ±²±°ÜÜÜ Ü°ÝÜ°Üß±ÝÞ± ܲ±°Ü ßÛ²±°°±²²ßܱ Û²±ßßßßßÜÜ ß²±Üßßß ÝÜÜ Þ²²±±°ß ±ß ßßßßßÜÜÜßÜ ÜÜßÛ²±°ß Ü ÜÜßßß ±²²²±± ±²ÜÜÜÜ ß² ßÛÜÜÜ ÜÜßßßßßßÜ Þ²ÛÛ²ßܲ ±²°±ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ ßÜÜÜÜÜÜÜßÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ Þ ²ÛÛ² °± ±²ß °ßß±±°° ±°°°ÛÛ±ÝÞÛÛ°±±±±²²²ÜÜ ÞÝ ±Û² ±² ß±² ²±° Ü°ßÜܲ²±±°Û° ÛÛ°Û°°±² °±²²Þ±² Þ °±ÝÞ± ± Û²±° °Ü²²ßßß°Ü ß²±° ÛÛÛ°±Ý±²ÞÝ ßß ßܲ±° °±²Üß Û±° °°±ßÜ°±²ÜÞÝ Þ² ÛÛÛ°Û°°Þ²Ý Üß²±ÝÞ°°±²ß Û±° ±ßް߱ܲÝÜ Ü±°ÛÛÛÛ°°Üß± Þ²ÛÜÜ ßßÜÜÜ° Û²Ý ²Üß±²ßß²ÞÝ ÜÜ°ß±°ÛÛÛÛ°°±Ü Þ±²ÛÛÛßÜßܲ±ß ²± ß±ÜßßßÜßܱ߱²²ÜßßßßßÛ°°Ý ²ÛÛÛ²Þ²ÝßÜܲ°ÝÞ±Ü ßßß ßÜÜßßܱ²Ü°²ÛÛÜÜÜ Þ²ÛÛ²± ±² ßÜܱ°ÜÞÝ Ü²±°ßÜß±±±±²±°ßܲ°ÛÛ²²±° ±²Û²±° Þ² ßßß²±° ² ÜßÜÜÜß²±Üß°ÛßßÜß±²Ý²²ÛÛ²°Ý ±²Û²±° ß ßÛ²²±ÜÜÛÛÛÛ²±°Üß²ßÜÜßßÛÜß±²°ßßÛ²±°Ý ±²Û²±° Ü°±²ßßßßßßßß±ßßßßÜÜÜܲ±°ÜßÛ±Üß²Ýß²ÜÜÜß° ²Û²±°ßÜÜßÜÜÜÜ°Ý ßß²² ²²±±°°ÛÛ±Û±°±² ²ÛÛ²°Ý ±²²±°ß ßßßÛ²Û²±°Ü Üß²±°±°ÛÛ Û°±²Ý ßÛÛ±° ±²Û±°ÝÞÜÜßß²²±°Ý ßÜÛßß²ßßÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ ßÜÜÜ° ±²Û²±Ý²ÛÛ²² ßß ܱ²ÛÜÜÛÛßßÛ²±±° ²Û²±°Ü ÜßßßÞ±²Ûßܱ²²ßßßßÜÜßÜÜÜÜß°Ý ßÛ²±° ±²²ÜÜÜÜÜÞ²²ÛÜÛßßÜÛßÜÛÛÛ²±°ß²²°Ý ß±²Üßß±²Ûܱ²ÛÜܲ²ßÜÛÛÛÛÛ²±°Ý²±°Ü ±²ÛÛÛ²²±°ßßß²Û²Û²±°²ßÜÝ Þ²ÛÛÛ²±°ß ßÛÛÛ²±°Ý±²ÛÜ ܱ²ÛÛ²±°Þ²Û²Üßß ܲ²ÛÛ²±°±ÜßÜßÜ ܲÛÛÛ²±°ßÞ²ÝÞ²±° Üß²ÛÛ²±ßß²Üß²±° ܲ²ÛÜÛ²²ßÞ²ÛÜß°Ý ܱ²±ÛÛÛ²ßÞ²ÛÜß° Ü ßßÜÜÛß±²Û²ÜÝ ÜÜÜ ±²ÛÛÛÛß²²²±° ÜÜÛÛÛ²±Üß±²Ûßß±²²±° ß±²ÛÛßßßÜÜÜ ܲ²ÛÛ² Þ±²ÛÛÛß "HeY bUdDy YoU RiLlY tHiNK tHIs cOuLd WoRk?" <> "It's simple my dear Filth. We ask them for help, & then we ruin them!" "BuT u SeD tHeY gOt a DaNg MuLtI-FrEqUeNcY-sCraMBleR?" "I happen to know that their multi-frequency-scrambler is currently stuck in Pauly Shore's magical undersea kingdom." "oH dAmN i ReAlLy WaNtEd tO SeE iT" "The harvest was bountiful, as brother Alpha prophesized. Now is the   time to destroy those who utilize modern methods of propulsion." They continued up the mountain, approaching the outhouse. "I dOnT gEt iT mIsFiT! It JuSt LoOkS LiKe aN oUtHoUsE tO Me! HoW cAn tHis Be ThE MiGhTy FuElS hEaDqUaRtErs?!?" "Looks can be deceiving, Filth." Misfit said "Just one of the many  reasons to disdain modern technology. O.U.T.H.O.U.S.E. Actually  stands for Other-Universal Technology Harmonizing Over Universal  Spectrum Elevation. Their complex is larger than the entire hill and  goes far underground and is full of all kinds of awful technologies." Thy arrive @ the outhouse. MiSFiT knocked on the door. "SUP LOSERS. I HEARD YA'LL SUCK DICKS FOR LIKES." An eye appeared out of a hole in the wall. A voice that sounded like Burps said "wat is jouw naam?" "HeY gUyZ iTz Me FiLtH I hOpE yOu LiKe PpL tHaT TaLk LiKe ThIs aNd ShIt butTeR EvRyWhErE cUz tHaTz My ThIng!" MiSFiT smacked him. "Shut up you moron." The Burps-resembling-thing asked: "wat is jouw Zoektocht?" "I'll show you mine if you show me yours." "Wat is de luchtsnelheid van een onbelaste zwaluw?" "WeLl WaLlooniAn oR fLeMi..." <> MiSFiT & FiLTH gagged, finding themselves choked by a garrote across the neck. They struggled, using all the strength they had built up from many years of barn-raising, but to no avail. Deprived of oxygen, they eventually passed out. The man responsible chuckled to himself. "2 amish in 3 minutes! Ye gods 'm gettin' ol! Gotta do better than   this. Alrite, come on Mila. Time to pay a visit to Mr. Necro." sAVaGe gracefully scooped up MiSFiT and FiLTH and walked into the outhouse.   þÜ Ü ß ÜÝÜ ÜÜÜÞÜ ²ßÜ ÜßßÜÛ±ÛÜ Üß² ÜÝÞÛÜ ÜÞÜ ß Ü Üþ   ÛÛÛ²Üܲ²±ÞÛÜÜÝÞ²²ÛÛ ßßÛÞÜܲ²Ü²ÛÛÜÜÜݱ²²Û۲ܲ²ÜÜÝþßÛÜÛÛ²²ÝÞÜÜÛݱ²²ÜܲÛÛÛ JoPro was eating a cheeseburger when WarpuS walked up. WarpuS: Hey Propane JoPro: Sup WarpuS: So...I was thinking of getting a cheeseburger. JoPro: That right? WarpuS: I was told to ask you what type of cheeseburger is best? JoPro: Well thats a pretty serious question Warpus. I could just tell  you that the best cheeseburgers have american cheese and texas toast. WarpuS: Cool... JoPro: BUT it ain't that simple. the truth is you don't want to get the best cheeseburger. WarpuS: I don't? JoPro: Hell no motherfucker. You want the cheeseburger to get the best  you. If you're really serious about this, you need to go out and get  your life together. Get everything in order. Clean your room. Become  a person that's proud of themselves. Become a person who looks in the  mirror and serenades themeselves..."Like a ROCK. STRONG as I can Be."  Then and only then when you become that kind of person, then you'll  be ready for a cheeseburger. WarpuS: Thanks for the advice pro! I really owe you one. JoPro: How can you pay back the man that already has everything in the  whole goddamn world? WarpuS: Uh, I don't kmow? JoPro: That means get lost. I've got Joe Rogan podcasts to hear.   þÜ Ü ß ÜÝÜ ÜÜÜÞÜ ²ßÜ ÜßßÜÛ±ÛÜ Üß² ÜÝÞÛÜ ÜÞÜ ß Ü Üþ   ÛÛÛ²Üܲ²±ÞÛÜÜÝÞ²²ÛÛ ßßÛÞÜܲ²Ü²ÛÛÜÜÜݱ²²Û۲ܲ²ÜÜÝþßÛÜÛÛ²²ÝÞÜÜÛݱ²²ÜܲÛÛÛ The Lab, FuelHaus, Chamber 18 MiSFiT & FiLTH find themselves strapped down to an operating table. A scientist in a white lab coat w/ a long pink ponytail paces to & fro. "Monster...monster...I need a monster." "HeY pInG aRe U gOnNa MaKe Me PiNgUiNoS MoNsTeR?!" She turned, flashing a terrifying smile, and slinked over to Filth. She grabbed his hand and caressed it "Little Filth," she purred "monsters are ugly. I'm going to make you something beautiful." "YoUr GoNnA MaKe Me BeAuTiFuL?!?!?! I dIdNt ThInK ThAt WaS PosSibLE?! "You idiot." MiSFiT turned to him "this ain't a makeover! See that device?" "YeS?" "That's her LUMINATOR. It turns human beings into pure light through  the magic of pharmacological drugs." "Oh." "See DEEP FREEZER over there? Thats where she stores her psycho drugs. See JoPro over there? He converts cheeseburgers to propane. Propane powers the LUMINATOR." "WhAtS thAt MiSFiT??" FiLTH points at a box on the table. "That's Detroit style pizza." PiNG said. "ooooh" everyone said. "The point is," Ping turned "I feed you the drugs, and turn on the  Luminator and cell by cell your egos r obliterated into pure light." "It's real pretty," JoPro said between bites. "Alright, enough of this, JoPro, flick the switch!"  ßÛÛÛÜÜÜ°°°ÜÜþÜÜþÜÜÜßÜ ÛßßÛÛÜßÜÜþßÛßßÛÛÛÛÜ ßÜßÛÜßÛÜßÛÛßßßßßßßÜßßßÛß þßßÜÛ²ÞÛ ÞÛþ ßßßßÜ ßÜÜÜÜÛÜÜßßß ÜÜþ ÜÛßßÜßÜßÜÜßßÛßßÛÛÜ þßÜßÛþßÛÜßÛÛßßßÜÜßßÜÜÜÜ ßßßÜÛÛÛÝ ÛÛ °Û þÜ ßßßßÛÛÛÜÜÜßßÜÜÜ ÜÛÛßÜÜÛßßÛÜÛÛÜÜßßÛßßÜÜÛßÜßßßß ßßßßßßßßßß ßßßßß ß°° °±Û ß² ßßÜÜÜ ßßßßÛÛÛÛÛÛß Üßßßß ÛßßÛÛÛÛÜÜßßÛÜß ±²Û °Û ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÜÜ ßßßßßÛßßßßß °°°°°°° °° ° Üßßþ²ÛÛ ±Û ÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß °° °°°°ÜÜþ°Ü°°° ÜßßßßÜßÜþ ßÛ ÛÛÛÝÛ ÛÛÛÛÛ ÛßßþÛÛÛ ²Û ÛÛßßßÜÛÜ ÛÛÛÛÛ ²² ÜÜßßßÜÜÜÜÜ°°°° ßßßþ ß ÜÜßÜßÜÛ ÛÛ ÛÛÛ Ýþ þÞÞÛÛÛ Ûßþ ÛÛÛ ÛÛ  ÛÛÛÛÛÛßßßÜÜÜ ÛÛ °°ßßßßÛÛßßßßß þ ÜßßÛÛÛ ÛÛÝ ßß ßß ÞÛÛ Û ÛßÛÜÜÛÛ  ÜßßßßßÛÛÛ ßß ÛÛ ßßßßßßßßßßßßß ²úú² °°þÜßßß°°ÛÛ ÛÛ  ß ß ÞÛÛ Û °°ÜÜ ßßÛÛ ÜÜÜßÜÜÜÜ ÜÜß    þ ÜÜÜÜ ÜßßßÛÛþ ± þ° ÛÛ° Üßß ÛÛ ÛÝÝÞ Ý Þ ÝÞÛÛ° Û ±±ßÛÛÜ ÜÜ ÛßÜÜÛÛÛÛÛ ²²²²ÜßÜ ßßßßßßß° ÛÛ ßÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜܱ±ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ ÛÛÛÛÞÛþ ° ²²°þßßß ß ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßßß ÛÛ ßßßß þ ÛÛÝÜ ÛÛ ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ ÛÜÛß Û ÜÜÛÜÜ Û Ûþ °°ÛÛÜÛ Û ÜÛÛÛÛ²²²ÛÛÛÛÜßßß  ÛþÛßÛÛÛÛÛÛß ²² ÛinitiatingÛÛÛ ÛÜþÛ °ÞÛÛÛÛÜÝ ÛÛ ÜÜÛÛ ÛÛ  Û ÜÛÛÛÛ ß Ü²²²²ÜÜÜßÛ ÜÜÜÜ ÜÜÛÛÛÜ ²² ÛLUMINATOR...  ÛÜ Û ÛÛÛß°ÜþÜßÜ Û þÜÜÜÛÛ ÞÛÛÛßÛßÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßßß ² ßßßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ °° ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°°° ²þ ² ÞßÛß ÛÜßÜßÜß ßßßßßÛÛ ÜÜ ÛÛÛÛß þßÛÛÛÛÛ ÜÜÜ ± ÜÜÜßßßßß  ÛÛ °°°°°°°°°°°°°° °±±° ÜÜÜÜ° ÛÜÛÜÛß °°°°°ÛÛßß± ßÛÛÛ ÜÛ þÜÜÜÛÛÛßßßßß± ±Ûß ÜÜÜÜ ßßÛÜÜ°° ÜÜ ÜÜ þÜÜÛÜÜÛ ÛÜÜÜÛ Û°ÜÜÛß °°°°ÛÛÜÜßÜ  ßßß ßÛßúþßÛÛþßÛßþÜÜ Üß ÛÛÛÛÛÜ ÞÛÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ ßßßßÜÛ ÛÜÜÛÜÜ ÜÜßßßß  ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÛÛÜßÛÛ²ß ±Û ßÛÛÛÛÛÜ ÛÝ ßß Ûßß²ßß²ßß²ßßÜ°° Þ°° ßÛ ßßþ ßþÜÜ  Üß Ü²²²²²ÜÛßßßÛÛÛ Ý±  ÞÝß ÜÛÛÛÜ ° °° ÛÛÜ Üßß±ßß±ßß±ßßÜÛÝ ±±ß °Üß± ܲ²²  ÜÛ ßÛÛÛÛÛßÛÛßßÛÛÝÛ ÛÝÞÛÛ ßÛÛÛÛÛ ÞÛßÜÛßÛÛÜßßß°ßß°ßß°ßß ßÜÛÞ ÛÜ ÜÜ° þÜÛÛÛÛÝÞÛÛ ± ßÛÛÛß ßßßßßÛÜ ±ÞÛ ÛÛÝ ß²²²ß ÛÞÛÜÜ þß°°ÜßßÜÜßßÜܱ±Þ±±ßÜÛÛÝ ß ß ÜÜÜÛÛÛß ÛÛß Û ßÛÛÛ þßßß±± ÜÜÞÝ ²² ß ÜÜ ÞÛ²²²²ÜÜþÜßÛÛÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ ÜÜ ÜÜÜþ ß²²²²²Ü ßß   ß ÛÛ ÞÛ ßßÜÜÜÛÛß þ ßß Û ÜÛÝ  ßß Û ßßßßßßßß± ßßßßßßß ß ßß  ÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ Ý ÜÜ ÞÛÝ ÛÝ ÜÜÜÜ Ü ß ²ßþÛÞÛßßßÜÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÜ ²²²Û ° ßßßßßÛÛÜÜ ²²ß ÛÛ ± ÞÛÛÛ °° ÛÛþÜ ÛÜܱ Ûß ÜÛÛÛÛßßß°°°°°ÛÛÛÜ ßß ÜÜÞ²ßßßÜÜÜÜÜÜþ ÜÜ ßßÜÛ þ ÝÞßßßÝÞÛÛÛ Þ ßÛܲ²²²²²²ÜÜßÛßÛÛÜ Ûß ßÜÜÞÛÝ þÜÜß±±±ßßßß ÜÜÜÜßßÛÛÜÜÜ ßÞÜÜÜ Û°°ÝÞ²²² ÛÛÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÜß ßÛÛßß ÛßßÜ ÜÜÛÛÛÛþ°ÛÛÜ ÛÜþ±  ÛÛÛÛÛÛ²²²ÛÝ ÞßßÜÝÞÛÛ  ±±°þ ²  °²²ÛÛÛÛÛÜÛßßÛÛ ßÜÛÛÛÜ þßßÜÜ ÛÛÛÝ ÜÜßßßßÜÛß ß þ ßßßÝÞßß  Û ÜÜßß ÛÜÜ ÜÜß ± °° ßßÛÛÛ²²²²ÜÜßÛÝ ßßÛÜÜÜ ßÜÛÜ  ܲ²²²ßÜܱ±ßÜÜ ß ÜÜÝÞÛÛ ÛÛßÜÛßÛÛßÜÜÜß þÜÜ Ü ±ÜÜÜÛÜß°°ßßܲ²²ÛÝ°° ßÜ ßß± ßÛÛ ÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ Üßþ ßÜ þÜßßÜÛÜßßßßßßßßßßÜÜÜ Ûßß Ü ÜÜßß  ßßßßÛÛ² þßÜßÜÞ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ²²² °²²²²ÜÜÞÛÝ ÜÜÜßß °²²²²°  Ûß ÜÜ ßßß ÛÞ ÜþßÛßß²²²° ÜßÜ ÜßÛÛÝ ÜÜßßܲ²ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛ²Û² ²ÛÛÛÛÛ  ÛÝ°ß þÛ ±²²²²² ±± ÜÜÜÜ ßß ÛÛÜßßßßþ±±±° þÜßÛÛÛÛ ßßß ßÜ ßþß²²²±²±ÜÜÛÛÛÛßÜÝ ±Û°°°ÛÝ ²ÛÛ²²²Û²²ßßÛ  Û ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÛßÛ ± ° ÜÛÛÛÛ Üß°°°°°ß ܲ² ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß ÛÛÛÛÛÝ ÛÛßÛÛÝÝ ° ßÜ þß ßßß²²ßßßÜßÜ ²ßÜþ ÛÛÛß Ü Ü Û±Û ßßÜÜ  ßßßßßßßß ÞÜÜÜÛ ÞÞÛÛÛÛÛÛþßÛßßßÜß ÜßßßÜßþßÜÜÛÛß °°ßÛÛÝÞÝÞÝ Ü²²²²ÛÛÜ ÛÛßß ÜÜÜÜßßßÜÜÜßßÛÛÛÜßßßßÜÜÛÝ Ü±±±±ܱÛÜ °°þÜß ßß ±ÛßßÛÛ ± ²²²²²²²ÛßÜßßÜÜÜ ßßÜÛ±±±±±±±ÜÜÜ þÛÛÛÛÛ ± ßßßß ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜßßßßßßßßßß Ü²²²²²²ÜÜ ßßÜþ²²²²²²²²Ü ßßß þÛþßßÛÜÜÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÜÜÜþßÜßÜßÜÜ ÜÜÜÛ°°°þÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ ßßßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßÛÜßßßß²²²² Ü °°þß ßÜß ÜÛÛß ß±±±± ßßßßßßÜÜÜÜÜß ÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÜÜ ßßßÛÛÛÜ ß ±±±ÛÛÜÜÜÜßß °°°ÛÛß²²²²² ÜÜÜßßÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜß ßßÛÛÛÜ ÛÛÛ °°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÜ ßßßßÜß²²ßÜÜÜ ßßÛÛßÜÜßß ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßÜ ßßÛÛÛÜÜÜÜܱ ÛßÛÛÛÛÛÛ ßß ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ°°°°°° ßÜÜÛÜßßþßß²²²²²²²² ß²²²²²²²ßß ßÜ ßßßßßßßßß ÜÛÛÛÛÛ ßÜ°°°°°avg_ <> The Luminator whirred and turned and twisted. The drugs were working. Everyone could feel it all around. But something was wrong. Something was coming out of MiSFiT and FiLTH. And it was not light. "What is that?! WHAT IS GOING ON?" Ping shouted. BUTTER....Butter was spewing out of FiLTH and MiSFIT...everywhere.  "YOU FOOLZ!!! DID YOU FORGET THAT WE HAVE BEEN THRU RUMSPRINGA! WE ARE IMPERVIOUS TO YOUR MODERN TECHNOLOGIES!"  Ping shut down the luminator. The entire room was covered in German butter with flecks of horse manure. "THIS IS DISGUSTING" Ping cried. MiSFiT laughed. Ping busted out a walkie talkie "sAVaGe get in here! Take these asses away!" "What am I going to do about my lab?!?!" She wailed. "Don't worry Pingi," Jopro said "we have a CLEANER in FUEL." ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÛÜß²Üß±² ÜÜ  ܲßßÜ ÜÜÜßßßÜÛÜÜÛßßÜܲ ±²Ü²ÝÞÝÞÜ Ü²²ÛÛÜ °±ÝÞßܲßßßß±²ÜÜÜÜßß²ßßÜÝÞÜÜÜÜßßßÛÛ Þ°±²²ÛÛÛ ßÜ Ü±² Ü°±²ÜÜßßÜܱ²Üßßßß ßßßß°±²ÜÜß ßßÛ ÜÜßÜÞßÝÞ°±ÜßßßßßÜÛßÜÜßßÜÛßßßÝÞÛ Û Ü ÜßßÛ ß°ÜÜÜÜ ÞÜßÛÜßßÛßÜÛßÜßÜßßßÜÜÜÜÜßßÝÞÜÜßß ß ßßÛ Þ±²±°ÝÞ°±Üß±²Ü Ü ÜÜÜÜ°±²ßßßßß±²² Üßßß°±²Üßß ²Û²±°Üß²²ÛÜÜ ß ßßßßßÜÜÜÛ²²²²ÜÜÜßß±ÝÞÜÜÜ ±ß ÞÛÛ²±° ÜßÛÛÛ²²ÛÛÛÛÛßßßßßßßßß ß°±ÝÞßÜ ÞÛÛÛ±° ²²ÜÜßßßßßÜ°ÜÜÜÜÜ°ÞÝÜ ÞÛÛ²°ÝÞ²±²°°² ÜÜÜÞܱ²ÛÛÛ²Ý²Þ±Ý ÞÛ²±° ²±°±°±²ÝßßßßÜßß±±ÜÜÛ²±±ß Þ²²°ÝÞ±°Û°°±±² ±°°ÜßÜ°±²±²²°±ÝÞ²Ü ±±± ²°ÛÛÛ°±±²Ý ²±° Û Ü±ßßßܱ± °±ÝÞÛÛÛÜ Þ² ²°ÛÛÛÛ°°±±² Ü ß ßÜßÜÜÜ ß±±±ß ÛÛ° ÛÛÛßÜ²Ü ß ²±ÛÛÛÛ°Û°±±² ²²± Û ßß±±²±² ÜÜ ÜßßÜÛÛÝÞ±±²²Ü Ü Þ²°ÛÛÛÛÛÛ°±±² Þ² ÛÞ°²ÛßÜ ±ßÜÜßßÛÝÞÛÛÝÞ°°±±²Ý ÜÛÛÝÞ²±°ÛÛÛÛÛ°±±² ß Û ßÜÜßß Üßßܲ² Ü°±²ÛÛÜßÛÛÛ ÛÛÛ°°±² ÜÛ²²²²ÛÜß²±°°°Û°±±²Ý ÞÝÞ°°ÝÞ±²ÝÞ°±²ÛÛÛÛÜßß ÞÛÛÛÛ±²Ý ܲ²²²±±±²²ÛÜß²±±°°±±Ý ÜßÜÜ°²²² °±² ß°±²ÛÛ²±°²ÜÜßßÛÛ°±²²Ü ܲ²±±°°°°°±±±²ÛÜß²±°°± ÜÜß ÛÝ°±²²² °±ßßßß°±²±±±²ÜÜÜßß±²Ü ܲ²±±°°ÛÛÛÛÛ°°°±±²ÛÜÜÛßÜÞÛ°²²±²Ýß °°±²²²±°ßß±°°±±²²±ÜÜßß Ü²²±±°°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°°±±°ßÜ ÛÝ Ü ÞÝÞ°²±ß°±²ÛÛ²²²±°ß±°±²²²°²±²Ü ܲ²±±±°°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°ßÜ°ßÜ°Û ßÜÜßß°±²ÛÛÛÛÛÛ²±°ß°±²±°±±²² ܲ²±±°°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßÜ°± °±°Ý±²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ²± ßßß°±°°ß ÛÛ²²±°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°Û°ÛßÜ°±² °±ß±²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÞÛ²²±±°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°±°ßÜ°±²Û °±Ý°²²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝ ÞÛ²²±°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°°±² ±±²ÛÛ °±²±²²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÞÛ²²±°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°±±² ²±²ÛÛ °±²ÛÜÜßßßßßßßßßÜ ÞÛ²²±°ÛÛÛÛÛÛ°±²² ²°±²Û °±²ÛÛÛܲÛÛÛÛßÛÛ°°±²²²  ÛÛ²±°°ÛÛÛÛ°±²²ßÜ ±ßßÜ°±²ÛÛÛÛÛ±²ÛÛÛÛ±ÜÜÜÜ°±±²Ý Û²±°°ÛÛÛÛ°±²² ßß ²±°°±²ÛÛÛÛÛÛ±²ÛÛÛÛÛ²²ÛÛÛ°°±²Ý Û²±°°ÛÛÛ°±²² °ßÜÜß°°±²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ±²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°°±  Û²±°°ÛÛ°±²ÝÞݱ²²Û °±²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÞ²²²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°± Û²±°°°Û°±² ß°°ßܱ°±²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜܱ²°±ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°Ý   þÜ Ü ß ÜÝÜ ÜÜÜÞÜ ²ßÜ ÜßßÜÛ±ÛÜ Üß² ÜÝÞÛÜ ÜÞÜ ß Ü Üþ   ÛÛÛ²Üܲ²±ÞÛÜÜÝÞ²²ÛÛ ßßÛÞÜܲ²Ü²ÛÛÜÜÜݱ²²Û۲ܲ²ÜÜÝþßÛÜÛÛ²²ÝÞÜÜÛݱ²²ÜܲÛÛÛ CELL BLOCK 7, FuelHaus, Chamber 7 MiSFiT and FiLTH had been scrubbed, shackled, and taken to a conference room. They sat alone. A door opened. sAVaGe walked in, ZeusII behind him, and behind both of them--- "HoLY sHiT PhIl ColLiNs!!" FiLTH screamed "wHaT aRE yOu DoInG HeRe?!" "Hi FiLTH" Phil Collins said. "I lOvE yOuR wOrK!!" FiLTH screamed "wHaT aRE yOu DoInG HeRe?!" "I'm The Knight of Fuel." Phil explained. "Oh Wow -- I kNoW wErE sUpPoSeD to haTe U BuT tHaT is K-RaD" "Listen. We don't have to hate each other. Something is changing. I can feel it... in the air tonight." MiSFiT belched. ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÛÛ²ÞÛÛÛÛ²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßßßßßÛ²ÞÛÛÛÛÛ±±²²²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ²ßÜÜÜÜ ÜÜÞ²ßß²² ßÛݲ²Û²ÞÛÛÛÛÛ²ÞÛÛÛ²²²ÛÛÛÛÛÛßÜÜÛÛÛÜÜß²ÛÛÛÛ±ßßÛÛÛÛÛÛ²ÛÛ²ÝÞßÜÛßÝ ÜÜÞÝÛÛÛÛ ²²ÞÛ Ü²ÛÛ²ÞÛÛÛ²Û²ÞÛÛÛÛÛ²²²ÛÛßß ßßÜÜÜßß ²ÛÛÛ±Û ÜÛÛÛÜ Û²ÛÛßÜßÛÛÝÜÛÛÛÛÝÛ ²ÛÜÞÞÜÜÛÝ ÛßÞÛݲÛÛÛ²ÞÛÛÛ²Û²ÞÛÛÛÛÛÛ²²ÛÛ²Û ÛÜßÛÜ߲ݰ²Û²±²ÞßܲßÜݲ±ÛÝßÝÛÜßßÝÜÛÛÛÛÝ ÜÞÛÜ ÛÛÛÛÝÜÛÛßÞ²ÛÛÛ²ÞÛÛÛ²²²ÞÛÛÛÛÛÛ²ÛÛ²ßßÞÛÛÛÝÛÛ²Ý ±²±°²ÞÛÛßÛÛݲ±²ÛÛÜßÛÛÛÜÜ ßßÜܲ²ÝßÛÛ Û ÜÞÛÝܲÛÛÛ²²ÞÛÛÛÛÛ²ÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßÞÜ ²Ûßßß²±  °ÝÜ ß Ü ß ÜßÛÛ²²ÜßÛÛÛßÜÛßßÜÝܲ ÛÜßÜßÜÛÝÜÛ²ÛÛÛÛ²ÞÛÛÛÜܲÞÜÜÜÜÜÜÜܲÞÝÛÛ ßÛ°±ß ÛÜ ± ßÛÜ Ü Ü ܲßÞ±ÛÛÛßÛ ßÜÛÛÛÛÛÛ²Þ²ÝÛÛÝÛÞÞÛÞ±²²ÜÜÜܲÞÜÜÜÛÛ²ÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ²ÞÛ²ÜßÛÜ ÜÜ ÛÛß ±ÝÛÜß² ÛÛÞßÜÝÛ°²ÝÜÝÜÛÛÛÛßÞÛÛÛ²Þ²ÝÛÛÝÛÞÛÛÞ±²ÛÛÛÛÛ²ÞÛÛÛÛÛ²ÞÛÛÛÛÛÛ²°°ÞÛÛÛÜßÛÞÝÛßܲݲÞÛÛÛÛÜÞ°ÛÛÛ²Þ°±ÝßÜßß Ü ÜÛÛÛ²²Þ²ÝÛÛÝÛÞÛÛÞ²²ÛÛÛÛÛ²ÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÞ²ÛÛßßßßßß Û۲ݱÛÝÜÛÛ²ÞÝ Û²ÛÜÞÛÞÞÝÜÛ²Ýßßßßßßßßß ÛÛÛÛ²²Þ²ÝÛÛÝßÞÛÛÞ²²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÞÛÛÛ²²ÛÞ۲ݱ²ÛÛÛÛÛÞÛÛÛÜßßÛÛ²²ÝÛÞÜßÛ²ÜÜßßÜܲ±Þ²²ÛÛÛÛ²²² ÛÛÛÛ²±Þ²Ýßß Û ßßÞ²ÛÛÛÛÛ²ÛÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÞ۲ݱ±²ÛÛÛÛÛÜßÛÛÛ²ÜßßßßÝÞÛÛÜßÜܲÞÜÜßݲ²ÛÛÛÛÛÛ²²Ýßßßßß ÞÛÛÞÛÛßÛÛÝÛ²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÞÛÛÛÛÛ Þ²°Ý±±±²²ÛÛÛÛÛÜ ÜßÜÛÛÜÞßÝÛÛÛÛÜßßݲßß ²ÛÛÛÛÛÛ²²²ÝÛÛ ²Þ±ÛÛÞÛÛÝÛÛÝÛ²ÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÞÛÛÛßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßß "Look...I realize we've gotten off on the wrong foot. The scene is a  land of confusion, with not enough love to go around. So I wanted to  offer you guys a token of our kindness. These are Belgian Chocolates  and hand-rolled cigs. I rolled them myself." FiLTH grabbed the chocolate and tobacco and smeared it all over his body and face. The mix of chocolate, tobacco, Swiss-German butter, and horse manure was revolting. MiSFiT grabbed the remaining cigs and threw them back at TeaKay, "YOUR MUSIC SUX PHIL." sAVaGe snarled and lunged at MiSFiT but TK/Phil grabbed him, strugling to hold him back. "Enough Ivan, let's let Necro handle this." The temperature dropped noticeably as Lord Necro emerged. His voice was the sound of yoga pants ripping. ÜÜÜ ÛßÛÛÜßÜßÜ ßß °Ý ßÜßÜ ±± Û ßÜ Þ°° Û ÞÝÜ ܱ²ßßÜß°° Û Û Þ±ßÜÛÛÜݱ±Ý ßÜÞÝÞÝ Ü ÞßÞÜÜÛÜÜÜ°²ß ßÜÞÝÞÝ Üß ß ß°±²ßßÝܲßßßÛ°ß ß Û Û ß Üß Ü²ß ßß°ßܱ°ßßßßßÜ Û Û ÜÜßß Ü²±°Û ±ÜÜ ±ßÜÜÞÝÞÝßÜÜ ßÜÜ °ÜÛÜ ÜÜ ÜÜܱßßÜÜÜß ßÜ°ß ÛÛ²Ü ßß ÜÜÜ ÜÜÜÜ°±°±ß ÛÛÛÛÜ ± °  Üܲ±ßßÜÜ ±²ÛÛÞ Þ°ß²±± ²²±ßßßßßßßÛÛ²±ÜÜ ÜÜ°±°±²ÛÛ± ÛÛ ÞÝ ÜÜÜÜ ²±±Üܱ°°ß ßÜÜÜÝ ÛÝÜß ßÜ ÜÜܲ±ßßܲÝÞ±±Ü°°ß°±²Û²²Ý ±°  ßßßß Þ²±±±° Û°ÜßÜßÜÛ²±ßÜ°ßßßß ßß°Ü ²±±±Ý ²± ±°ß°ÝÞ°ÝÜßÜßÜÛÛ±ß ÜÜÜÛ²±±°° ß°±±±ßß ÞÝ ßßßß ±ÝÞÛ ßßÜÜÜßßÜßßß²ÛßÛ²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ²±°² ² ßßß ÜÜÛßÝ ßßÜÜßß ÜÜÜ°±² ÛÛÛÛÛ²²ÛÛÛÛÛÛ²±°ß Ûßßß° ÛÛ± ßß Üܱ°ÛÛÛÛßÛ°±ÝÞÛÛÛ²±±ßßß ß²±Ü ÛßßܱÝÛÛ± Þ²±°Ûßß ÜÛÛ± ÛÜßß±°Ýß²±Ü ÞÛÛ±Ü ßÜ°Ý ßÛÛÛÜÜ Ü±Û°ßÞÛ±²²Ü°Ýß²±Ü Ü Ü ÛÛ°Ý ÞÛÛÜßßÛßܱ°Ûß ²ÛÛÛÛ²±°ÜÛÛ²ßßÜßÜß ÞÛÛÝ ßÛ²ÜÜÜÛÛßÜÜ ²ÛÛÛ±°ßß ßÛÜÜÜÜß ÞÛÛÝ Û²±Ý Ü Û°ÛÝßß ܲÛÛÛ²ßß°²ÛÝ ÛÛ°± ܲÜßß ÛÛß ßÛÛÛÜÜÞ°²² ßÜ ßÜ ÜÛ°ß ßÛÛßßßÛÛÜßß ß ß ÜÛÛß Ü ÞÛÛÜÜÜÛÛÛß ÜÛÛß ßÜ Û ßßÜÛÛÛÛÛß Üßßßßßßß Þ²ÛÛÛÜ ßßß ßßßß MiSFiT: We have a lead on...Chromatik. Necro: That...is...ridiculous. MiSFiT: Filth, pull out the scroll. FiLTH opened his satchel. A horseshoe and two plants fell out. He dug in. butterdirt went everyhwere. Finally he pulled out the scrollemail. Lord Necro examined it. Necro: Chromatik is....tied to a server rack...at Carnegie Mellon? MiSFiT: Yea with Boba Fett and Pauly Shore. Necro: Damn...that is Chromatik's style...you can't...fake...that. MiSFiT: No you belgian dipshit, you can't fake Chromatik. Now let me  out of these shackles and let's go get them! Necro: Why...do...you...care...about...Chromatik? MiSFiT: Damn you are dense necro. CHROMATIK IS A PROTESTANT FROM  PENNSYLVANIA. HE'S ONE OF US. Necro: Ok...we...will...go..together. Savage: Wait wait wait. Thas not a good idea mates. We can't jus' trus' AMSHiT Now.... Necro: Burps...said....to...trust. Savage: Alright, at least lemme come and make sure these two  fuckers don't do anything. Necro: No...stay...keep...Fuelhaus...secure. Zeus II: You will need something to keep you safe too. Necro: But...what? Zeus II: Ping's magical lightwhip. It turns anyone it touches into pure oscillating light. Ping: IM NOT LETTING ANYONE TOUCH MY MAGICAL LIGHT WHIP. I LOVE THAT  WHIP. I WON IT BY EATING PUMPKIN SPICE SUSHI @ SUSHI BAR Z! TK: Great board. Zeus II: I'll trade you 20 monster whites for it. Ping: ...Fine. Necro: How...will....we... MiSFiT: We can ride our trusty horse Xero!  þÜ Ü ß ÜÝÜ ÜÜÜÞÜ ²ßÜ ÜßßÜÛ±ÛÜ Üß² ÜÝÞÛÜ ÜÞÜ ß Ü Üþ ÛÛÛ²Üܲ²±ÞÛÜÜÝÞ²²ÛÛ ßßÛÞÜܲ²Ü²ÛÛÜÜÜݱ²²Û۲ܲ²ÜÜÝþßÛÜÛÛ²²ÝÞÜÜÛݱ²²ÜܲÛÛÛ Carnegie Mellon University, Pittsburgh. Xero neighed as he pulled up to Oakland, historic home of Carnegie Mellon University. "What the hell is this?" TeaKay asked. Around them were tunnels, oscillating circles, moire patterns, plasma effects. "It appears," Necro said "that Carnegie Mellon has been completely  absorbed by Future Crew." He Pointed, and where the famous Carnegie Pineapple once stood was now a donut emblazoned "CiViC Reality" TK Collins was confused "why the hell would anyone go to Carnegie Mellon just to see a bunch of ports of Second Reality?" "Have you not noticed?" MiSFiT turned "that most people in the scene  are LAME AS SHIT. Thats why I formed AMiSH. KEEP DA LAMERZ OUT!" They turned and approached STaRPoRT, the relocated WHQ of Future Crew  þÜ Ü ß ÜÝÜ ÜÜÜÞÜ ²ßÜ ÜßßÜÛ±ÛÜ Üß² ÜÝÞÛÜ ÜÞÜ ß Ü Üþ  ÛÛÛ²Üܲ²±ÞÛÜÜÝÞ²²ÛÛ ßßÛÞÜܲ²Ü²ÛÛÜÜÜݱ²²Û۲ܲ²ÜÜÝþßÛÜÛÛ²²ÝÞÜÜÛݱ²²ÜܲÛÛÛ The LAB, FuelHaus "Time is a window," Nail continued "we must remember that it is not the slumber of reason that engenders monsters, but a vigilant and truely insomniac rationality." "I know, Nail baby, I know..." Ping said, stroking Nails arm. "Now be a good boy and lie down. Dr. Pingi has a lot of experiments to run." "Don't you see that you are doing it wrong?" Nail said "You are attempting to test a hypothesis, but a true experiment hypothesizes a test! It is only in hypotheticals that reality is created." "I know Nail. I know. Go to sleep." Nail drifted off into the grave solace of slumber. The data swirled around Ping, each point a universe of light. "You are too nice to him." Knocturnal. Anyone could recognize that sultry alluring voice. She was always trying to distract Ping, who decided to ignore her. The work was too important. "Ignoring me again..." She grabbed Ping's wrist. Knoc was beautiful & she wore an ACiD beanie which was hella leet. She had the grace of a dancer, because she was a dancer. "We could go outside and gaze in the moonlight and eat protein bars... "No thanks." "I have Monster white...and whipped cream vodka." "I'm kinda busy right now," Ping said. "Well... I have someone I would like you to meet." A Kitsune-gao walked in...and giggled. "I like to dance" the fox lady said "watch me dance!" Ping was awestruck. Knoc closed the door to the lab. It was going to be a long night. For Nail.   þÜ Ü ß ÜÝÜ ÜÜÜÞÜ ²ßÜ ÜßßÜÛ±ÛÜ Üß² ÜÝÞÛÜ ÜÞÜ ß Ü Üþ   ÛÛÛ²Üܲ²±ÞÛÜÜÝÞ²²ÛÛ ßßÛÞÜܲ²Ü²ÛÛÜÜÜݱ²²Û۲ܲ²ÜÜÝþßÛÜÛÛ²²ÝÞÜÜÛݱ²²ÜܲÛÛÛ STaRPoRT, Future Crew WHQ, Civic Reality, Pittsburgh The room they arrived in was pitch black. They appeared to be floating in space. A pixellated chessboard appeared below them. "Iz tHiS rIpScRiPt??!" FiLTH wondered. <> A polyhedron vaguely resembling a ball bounced into view. Ü ßÜÛÛÜÜ  þ ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ÜÜÜÜÜÜÛÜ ßßßÛÛÛÜÛÛÛÜ ÝßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ßßÛß ÜÛ Û ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßß Ü ÛÛÛ ÛÝ ÛßÛÛÛÛÛß ÜÜÝÛÛÝ ÛÛ ÛÛ ÛÛÛ ß ÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ßÛ ÛÛ ÜÜÝßßßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝ Ü ÜÜÛÜÛÛÜÜßßÛÛÝ ßÜ ßßßÛßÛÛÛÛÛÜÜÜ ß ßßßÛÛÛÛßÜþß ßßß "GREETINGS ANSI SCENE" the ball said "MY NAME IS DEMOSPLASH. WELCOME  TO CIVIC REALITY." MiSFiT Snorted.  "IT IS ALWAYS GREAT TO SEE FRIENDSHIP BETWEEN RIVAL GROUPS. FRIENDSHIP   IS THE GREATEST GOOD IN THE WORLD." "We're...not....friends." Lord Necro responded. "wErE bEsT FriEnZ iN tHe WhOLe wOrlD," Filth said. He hugged Lord Necro, who wiped the butter off his suit.  "WE HAVE A PROBLEM THOUGH." "Yea -- without a mouth how you gonna suck my dick?" MiSFiT asked.  "THE PROBLEM...IS YOUR FILENAMING CONVENTIONS." The ball stopped bouncing. "What...uh...should we be naming things?" "START WITH A NUMBER AND THEN ADD REALITY. THIRD REALITY. FOURTH REALITY. FIFTH REALITY. SIXTH REALITY..." "DiD U sAy seXuAliTy?!? I aM eXTrEmElY SEXuaL!" FiLTH offered.  "ENOUGH!" Demosplash said "WE WILL GIVE YOU CHROMATIK AND FETT...FOR    A PRICE" "Cigarettes?" Teakay wondered?  "FUTURE CREW STRICTLY VAPES." "Cheeseburgers?"   "EVERYONE KNOWS THAT YOU DONT GET CHEESEBURGERS. YOU SIMPLY BECOME AN  EFFICIENTLY CODED DEMO FULL OF NOTABLE HACKS AND THE CHEESEBURGERS  WILL SHOW UP ON THEIR OWN." "What do you want, Demosplash?"   "WE WANT THE WHIP. WE WANT PINGUINOS MAGICAL LIGHT WHIP." "She's not gonna like that..." "It's worth Boba Fett's life tho..." "Whatever." MiSFiT snarled "we can get Chromatik, u losers can get Boba  and we can go our separate ways." They handed the whip over to demosplash. A door opened and they walked through it. And what they saw...chained to a server rack...was Zeus II. MiSFiT slapped him. "What...happened?" Necro asked "Captured...by Waluigi. He's...beautiful." Zeus II said.  "How long ago?" "Days...weeks probably." "We...saw...you...twice....today." "Not me...I've been here weeks." "If you've been here weeks...then who is walking around FUELHAUS??"   þÜ Ü ß ÜÝÜ ÜÜÜÞÜ ²ßÜ ÜßßÜÛ±ÛÜ Üß² ÜÝÞÛÜ ÜÞÜ ß Ü Üþ   ÛÛÛ²Üܲ²±ÞÛÜÜÝÞ²²ÛÛ ßßÛÞÜܲ²Ü²ÛÛÜÜÜݱ²²Û۲ܲ²ÜÜÝþßÛÜÛÛ²²ÝÞÜÜÛݱ²²ÜܲÛÛÛ FuelHaus, Control Room. "Zeus II" walked in and locked the door. He took his face off. °²ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜܲ°°°°ßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßß°±±²±°°°ßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßß°²²°ßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßß²°° °²ßÜßÜß²± °Üßß²° °²±°°°°²ßßÜ Üß²²Ý²²Üß°ßÜ ²Ý Üß°ßÜß°ßÜß °°±±²² Þ ÜÜ°°°ßÜßÜÜß°°°ÜÜß Þ²±Ü²²°°ßÜßÜÛßܲ± ÜßÜ Þ² ßÜ°ÜßÜ°ÜßÜ°Ýß°±±±² ܱ±°ßÜܲ²²²²²ÜÜß°± Û ²²°²²²± Üܲ²²²²²Ü±Ý± ßÜ ²Ý ÜÝÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜß°Ü °±±² ²ßÜ Û ß± ßßÝÜßßÜÛÝÞ²ÜßÜÜÜß² Ü ÞÝ ÜÜ ßÜÞÜßÝ Þ² ²²±°°°±²²²²²²ÜÞ °±±²ÞÜܲ² ²Üܲ²±ÞÜÜÜÝÞ²²ÛÛ ²Ýßܱ²² ° ÜÜÜßÛÜÜܱÝÝÜß ²Ý ßßßßß ÜÜÜÜ °ÝÞ±±±Þ²²Ý² ±±²²ß ß²²±ÞÛß²²ÝÞ² ܲ²ÜÜÜÜßÜ°±²ÛÛßÞ²²ßÜÜ Üß Þ² Þßßßß±ß Ý°Ýßß±± ß²°²ÜßßßÜßßßßÜßܲ²²²² ²Ý ܲ²²²²ß²²²Ü ßßßÜÜÜÜ ßßÜ°²Üß ²Ý ° ßßßܱ±ßßßßÝ °ß ±²ÜÛ²ÝÞ²²²²²ßÜÛܲ²²²²Þ²² Þ² Û±±²²ßÛݲÞÝÝ ²²ÛÛÛ²²° ²°²ßÜ°Ý Þ² ° ²ÝÜÜÜÜÜß²²² °° ±²²²²²°²²²²²ÛÛÛÛ²²²²ß²²± ²ÝÞ±±±²²Ý²±ÜßÜܲÛÛÛÛ²²ß°²°²ÜßÝ° ²Ý °°²ÜÜßÜßßß°ÜÜܲ²°Ü ²±±²²²Üß±±±±²²±±±ßܲ²±±ÝÞ² °°°ßß²Üßܲ²²ÛÛÛ²²ßܱ °²°ÜßÞ²Þ²²°°² ²ÜÜßÜ°²²°°²²Ýßß°°±±² ßß°°°°°°ß°²²±° °²Ý ÜÜÜ°²Üܲ²ÛÛÛÛ²²ßßܱ°°°°°° °ÜÜ ²Ý °°²²°°ÜÜÜ°²²°°²²°° ÜÜ ßßßÜ°°²²²ÜÜܱݲ±ß °±²² ±°°°²ßÜÜÜÜÜÜÜß²°ß°° °°°°° ±±°Ü Þ² ²²°°²²°°²²°°²²°°²²ÞܲÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜܱ²²²ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜܲ²ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜܲ±±±±±±±zeus ii²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²is rlly²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²??²²²²²²±±±±±±°°°°°°°±±±±±±±±±²²²²²²²²²±±±±²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±°°°°±±±±±±±°°°°°±±²²ßßßßßßßßßß²²²²²±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±°°°°°°ßßÛßÜ°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°ÛÛÜÜÜÜÜÜÜßß ßÜÜ ÜÜ ÜÜßßß²²°°°°°±±±±²²°°°°° ÍÍÍ°°Üßܱ°°°°°°°ÛÛ°°°°°ÛÛÛÛm²²²ßßßßß °°° Þ°°±±Üßßß²²±±²²°°°°°°±±°°° ÛÛÛÛÛ°°°°ÛÛÛi²²²ßßßßß °°° °°±±°ÜÜÜß°°°°°°±±°°°ÛÛHAHAHAÛ°ÛÛÛs²²²ßßßßß °°° °°°±±°°°Üܲ²°²°²²ÜÞ°°° ÛÛHAÛÛÛÛÛßÛÛÛt²²²ßßßßß °°°° Þ°°±°Ü ÜÜ° ܲ²²²²ÜÜÜÜÜßß²²°°² °°°ÛÛÛÛÛHAHA HAÛÛÛiÞ²²²ßßßß °°°° Þ°°±±ßßÜÜ °°ÝÞ²²²²²²²²²±°Ý°°²²°°²²Ü°±²°°ÛÛÛÛÛHAÛÛÛÛgÞ²²²ßßßßß °°° °°±Ý°°°°ßÜ°ÝÞ²²²²²²²²²²±°ÜÜÜß²²° ÜßÜÜß²°°ÛÛHAÛÛÛÛÛr Þ²²²ßßßß °°° Þ°°±±ß Ü°° ܱ°° °±±±²²ßÜÜ ß±±°° °° ÞÛÝÞ°°Üß²°°HAÛÛÛÛÛiÝÞ²²²ßßßßß °°° °°±±ÝÝÝÝÝÝÝÝß Ü°°ßܱ°°Û °±ßß² ß ß Þ°°ÝÞ Þ ßÝÞ°°°Üß²°°HAÛÛÛÛs² Þ²²ßßßßß °°° °°±±ÜÞ ÞÞ Þ ÜÜ°°° ±°°ÛÛÛÜß ß²²²²ÜÜÜÜÜܲ²°ÝÞ°ÞÜßßÜ°°°° ß²°°HAÛÛÛ4²ÝÞ²²²ßßßßß °°° Þ°°±± ÝÝÝÝ °°ßßßܱ°°ÛÛÛ°°ÛÞ±²²Ýß²²²²²²² °²²°ßÜ²Ý °°°° ° ²°°ÛÛÛÛe²² Þ²²²²²²² °° Þ°°±±Þ ÞÞ °° ܱ°°ÛÛÛ°°²ßßÞ±±²ßßܱ±Üßß°²²°°²² ±²± °°°°ßܲ°°ÛÛÛÛv²²ÝÞßßßßßßß ÜÜÜÜ °°±ßßßßßß±°° ±°ÛÛ°°²ßß °° ßß°°ÜÛÜÜܲ²°°²²°°² ±±²° °°° ²°°ÛÛÛÛÛa°²²ÜÜÜÜܲ²°°°°°²²ÜÜܲ²°°°°ÜßßÜÛ°°°Ûß ±²ÜÜÜ°²°ÜÜßÛßÜ°°²²°°²²°°²°ßß ÜÜÛß°Üß°°°ÛÛÛÛ°°°°°°°°ÛÛÛÛÛ ÜÜ°°°°ÛÛÛÛÛ°Û°°°°°ÛÝÞ°²Û²²²²²±°°°Üß°°²²°°²²°°ÜÜܲ²²²²ÛÜ°°ÜßßßßßßßÛÛÛ ܲßßÜßß²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ° °°°°°²ßÞ°²ß۲ݲ²²²Ý°±±±Üß°²²°²²°ݱÛÛÛ±±±±±±±±±±±²²ÛÛ²ÛÛ°²ßÜ°°°²ßÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°°°°°°°°±²² °±ÞÝÛÛ²Þ²ÛÛ²Þ²²²²ß Üß°²²°°ݱ۲²°°°°° °°°°°±±±Û²Üܲß°°ÜßÝÜ °ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°ÜÜ°ßßßßßß °°ÝÛÜ۲ݲÛ۲ݲ²Û±Ý²°° ÜßßßÜÜÛ²²°°°° ±±±²²²²ÛÛÛßÜÜ°°Ûßß Ü °Û²²ÛÛÛÛÛ °ß°Ü°°°°°°Ü °ÝÝÛÛ²Þ²ÛÛ²Þ²Û²±Þ²²° °ÝÛÛ²²²²²²²²²²ßßÜÜÜܱ±±±²Û²°°°°Û°°ÛÛÛÜßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ °ÜÜ°ßÜÜ ÜßÜ°ÝÛÛ²ÝÛÛ۲ݲ²Û²Ý²±°ß°±° ÜßßßÛßßßßß°±²²²²±°°°°±²±±°° ßÜ Ü°±ßܲÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ °°ßÜß²±ß °Ý²²²ÞÛÛÛ²Þ²Û²²Þ²°Ý°±²²²°°ÛÛÜÜ°±²²²²²²±±°°° °±ÛÛÛÛÛ ÜÜÜÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß Ü°°Þ²ßß²° ÜßÞ°°Ý²ÛÛÛÞÛ²°ßܲ²ß°±ÛÛ²²²²²²°°ÛÛÜÜ°°±±²²°° °°°ÜÜÜÜÝÞ²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÜ ßß ßßßß°° ÛßÜÜÜ ²²²Ý²²²Ý²²²Ý°±ÛÛÛÛÛÛ²²²²²²²°°ÛÛÜ ²²±±°°°°±~~ßß ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°±±²²Ûß °°°°°° ² ß² ß°°Ý°°°Þ°ßßÜß°²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ²²²²²²°°Û ÛÛ²²±±±±²°°°° ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ±±±±²°±ßÜ ÜÜÜܲ²°Ü ²ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ ÜÜÜÛ °ß°²ÛßÛÛßÛÛ²²²²²²°Û°²ÛÛÛ²²²²Û Ûܱ Û²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°±±²ßß°°²ÝÞ²Ý Þ²²²Û²°Ý ²²ßÜÜÜܲ²° ܲ±°ß°²ÛÜÛÛ²²ÛÛÛ²²°°Û°²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ° ° ²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ °±±²² °²Û² ²²²Ý Û²ÛÛÛ²°Ü ßÜܲ±²²° ²²²²±°°ß°±²ÛÛÛ²²ÛÛÛ²°Ý°²²²ÛÛÛÛÛ²ßß ßÞ²²ÛÛÛÛÛÛ°°°²²² ±Û²°Ü²±²² Þ²ÛÛÛÛ²²²ÜßÜ°±²ßܲ۲²²²±±°Üß°±²ÛÛÛÛÛ²°ß°±±±²ÛÛÛÛÛ² ²²²²²ÛÛÛÛÛ²²²²²²²°²²±±±²²Ü ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßß±²ÛÛ²²²±Ü°²Üß°±²Û²°ßß°±°°±±±²ÛÛ²²²²²²²°°°°°²²²²²°°°°°Þßܲ±²ßÜÜÜßÛ ßÛÛÛÛÛßß²ÛÛÛ²²²±Ü°²ßÜÜÜÜ°°²²°° °°±±²²²²²²²²²²°°°°°²²²²²°°°°°ÞÜß²² °±ÜÜÜܲÜÜßß°°²ÛÛÛÛ²²²²±Ü°²±±²²±±°°°° ±±²²²²ß ±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±± ²² ²ÝÞ°±²²²ßß²ÛÛÛÛÛ²²²²±Ü°²Ü°²²±±°°°±ßßßß ±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±± ²²ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ°°°°°°°²ÛÛÛÛÛ²²²²±±°°ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜܲ²²ßÜÛ²²°°°°°²²²²²°°°°°²²²²² °°°²²²²²²²²±±°°Ý²ÛÛÛÛÛÛ²²²²²²²²²ÛÛ²²°° ÛÛÛÛÛ°°°°°²²²²²°°°°°²²²±± ±±±°°°°°²²²²²±±°ßÜß²²²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ²²°° ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ²²ÛÛÛ²²±±²²²±±±±±°°°°°Û±±²²²²²²²²²²²²²²²ÜÛ²² ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ °°°°°Ûß²²²±±±±±±±²² ÛÛÛÛÛ ²ÛÛÛÛ°° ²Ûßßß° ÛÛÛÛÛ° Üܲ²²°°ÜÜ ÝÛ°°°°°±±±°°°° ÛÛÛÛÛ°° ÛÛÛÝÞÜÜÜÜÝ ÛÛ²²ÛÛÛ ÛÜÝÜß ÜÛÛÛÛ°°ÛÛÛ°°°°°ÛÛÛ²²ßßÛ²²ÛÛÛ Ý²ÜÛÜÝÞÛÛÛÛÛÛ ßß²ÛÛÜ ÜßÛÛÛÝß ÜÜ ÛÛÛÛ ÜÜÜ ÛÛ° ²ÛÛß ßßÜß ÛÛÛÛÛ° Û ± ²²²ÝÜÛ °± Û°ÞÛ°°ÜÛ²Ý ÛÛÛÛ°° ²²ÝÞÛÛÛÛÛ²² ܱ°ÛÛÛݱ±Ü ÛÛÛ²² ±° ÜÜÛÛÝ °°±ÛÛÛÛÜÛÜÜÜÜܲ ÛÛßÜ°ßÜÜ ÛÛÛÛÛ ±°°ÛÛßßÛ°°±Ý ÛÛÛÛÛ °Û ÛÛÛÛ Û°²ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛ±²Ý± ÛÛ°°°±±Þ± ²ÛÛÛÛÞ±°Û°ÛÛÛ°°Ý±Ý ÛÛÛÛÛÞ°ÛÜ ÜÜ ÜÜ ÜÛÛ°²ÛÛÛÛ°°ÛÛÜ°Ý° ÛÛÜß±±²Þ° °Û ß°ÛÛ°±Ý±² Ûßßß ßßßß ßß ßßßÛÛÛÞÛÛÜÞÝÛ°°ßÛ ßܲÛÛ²°²Þ°ÛÝÞ°ÛÛ°±Þ±ÝÞÛÛÛÛÝ°ÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßßß Þ²±±±° °²ÛÛÛ²ÞÛ° ÝÞ° Þ°ÛÛÛ°Þ± ÛÛ° ÛÛÝÞ°° ÛÛÛÛÛß²²²Ý ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜܲ° °²ÝßÛ²ÞÛÛÛÛ²² °ÜÜÞÛÛÝÜÜÛ ÛÛÛ²² ÝÞÛÛÛ²²°±²²ÛÛ°²²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ Ý²° ²Ý ÛÛÛÛÛ ßß°ÛÛ°ßß ÛÛÛÛÛ Ý°°ÞÛÛÛÛÛ°°°²²Û°²²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ²²²ßÜÝÛ° ²Ý ²ÛÛÛÛ° Þ²°Ý°°°± ÛÛÛÛÛ ÝÜÝÛÛÛÛÛ° ±²²ÛÛ°²²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ²²²ß ÛÛ ÛÝ ÛÝ ÛÛÛ ²°± °±± ÛÛÛÛÛÝ°° ÞÛ ÞÛÛÛÛÜÞÛÛÛ°²²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ²²²ßÜÝÜÜܲßßÛß²ÜÜßßßÜÞ²²Ü±²²ÜÜßßÛÛÝ ÞÛÝ °°ÞÛßÛÛÛ ßÛ°±²ÛÛÛÛ²²²²²ßÜÛÛ Ûßß²²²²²ßßÛ° Üܱ±±ÜßßÛßßܱ±±ÛÛ ßÜÜÜ ÞÜÜÝ ÜÜÜ° Ûßßßß ßß²²²²²²ßß ßßßß ßßßßßß ÜÜÛÛÛ  ßÛ²²²²²²²²²²ßß ßÛÛÛßÜÛ²²²±±±±±±±²²²Û ÛÛÛ  this image inspired by UncannyÜÜ ÛÛÛÛ  ßßßßßß Ü ÛÛÛ  ßßß²²²²²²ßßß ÝÛÛÛ  X-Men 299 by Brandon Peterson ÛÛ ²ÛÛÛÛ ßß±±±±±±ßßßß ÛÛÛÛÛ ±±±°°°°°°°±±±± ÜÛÛÛ  (also greets to my best friendÛÛ ÛÛÛÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÜßßßß±±ßßßßßÜÜ aesthetic hope your doin grt! ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ   ansis by: necro, ping, avg, tk, mfs of fuel! // nfotainment from mfs SAUCE00Fuel #28 info Fuel FUEL 20181221nFP IBM VGA