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*PLY*

Esoteric actors  congeal a dis-concordant dialogue with prisms of possibilities, as solar
flares exit nare a nautical nuance in the seance of space.  The daze of dollars drab in crass
harmonics, historonomics.  Changing frequencies, Jasper jinxes the model by arranging the
hexagonal chains braided as an Infinite Border.

     The Coarse concentric arcs laminate sixteen dimension of ascension.  Death defying
leadership of military, Sir Major Roar, scores not a stochastic planet, but at least a
scientifically correct technological dyson sphere,...complete with referential moons as teeth
distended to form engines that knash space with astro-kaliedescopic charm.  Space-time alarms
ring, Jasper sings a chorus of a mythic adventure, Sir Major Roar knuckles down a fantastic
gradient saving face.

     In the Harem of Ships, docking bliss...Ghyselle jams open the port, critically elastic
and inspects the vivisection of five dimensions.

    The Hoard of Harm on the planet below can not fathom the Iota of detection.  Reminiscent of
Rituals released, canker soot shrouds the  jugular extension linked to orbit number three.
Feeling that Jasper has won with fate, she fakes a mission and makes haste.  Ejection clouds
diffuse, enveloping the electronic outer shell of radiation.  Jasper teases another quadrant to
stimulate the microwave vehicle of an alien archetype.  Plied with purpose, the city surplus of
pride tastes nationalistic, thus an increase in the buffer zone is applied to maximum.  Taxing
torque, Coriolis cancels dissention as Ghyselle picks a point in the joint of this HeliOrganism.
An untethered rogue moon slams through,  effectively unbraiding the artery of articulation.

     Sir Major Roar has no further communications.

     Journey of a neighboring solar system, whose axial tilt harmonics shrills of solitude, and
uses the ergonomics  of fluid dynamics to augur a particle of victory.

     Blistered with belief structures astringent, climbed pedestals of piecemeal purpose,
Mister Zed-Ped of world number three thrills at seething through intercepted celestial logs.
Retooled the military, historonomic razor reasons revel as nubile neuron nations.  Faced with a
forceful decision, as remissive as cogwheels grind time, he punches up a new wielding armor of
auspicious conformity.  Clocked in at chrono-vores hoarding health, Mister's sister AquAtom
launches subconscious hints at hedonistic menage a quad.  Void of vowels, grunting animals gift
the game at proclaiming clues as to which gender grants the rules or readership.  Siftlessly
synchronistic, cavernous cornerstones on the geodesic vertexes give birth to rising emissaries,,
equipped with diastolic vision, reeling in lessons, these very same answers nurture not the
dilemma, but a new drama.  Patterned after pleasure, measured twice, breathed once into the bowl
of sisterhood, lucid lures recant the diametric opposition.  Kneeling now before the cannon of
biological love, Mister Zed-Peds' missiles match targets across the cleverly woven sea.

     The festering question is, which set of discreet data becomes the errata to erect a
plausible plug to the cannon of love? A source of sanguine sugarroes, whose essence once
distilled and digested, gave illuminary justice by flowing through the eyes of the needles and
seeding the minds in time to reduce and reuse the refugees in this begotten era.  The
Harlequins' potion recursive in the emotional extract to keep intact the vestiges of intuition.

*MIC*
	On leave from a mission completed, Rhodhe Pholonesia with organicycle Nova Nectar was on her
way to a relaxing state, when in-route she passed by an outpost of a star system and received a
distress signal much to her grief.  For she was the only one able to respond in a millennium of
law.
	Planet Ghost Grease had large catacombed cities, like hives elongated they ruminated upon the
source.  Venturing forth into the canals, they had to separate to distinguish  the origin of the
alarm.  As evidence of harm had been caustic in casual events, carcasses littered the dried
lakes and cluttered the terminal tomb, until once decided to use their life-locators separately,
they were fooled by rebounding borders of their own frames.  Rhodhe used her tools, while Nova
Nectar had spectacular spores drifting through the various portals.
While Rhodhe stumbled upon a bloated unbenign bargain of proof, paralyzing her with ruthless
ugliness that bordered on dimensional abhorrence, she was given a choice to infuse with probing
fantasies from alien constructs beyond her categorical box.
Meanwhile, Nova Nectar didn't have a chance to savor any such encounter moving through the
various dimensional leads, got bored and tried to contact its master.  Receiving no response,
which is nonlogical law 1, set due force and used all physiognomic  models to extrapolate any
creature that could dare to venture in this morbid city-state and IndoPsyIonic induction
plastered the traffic straight to the prison the feature fixed upon Rhodhe.
	The alien leech had been responsible for many of the cosmological gears grinding to an abnormal
halt.  By the same shift, a gestalt twist, the tweaked carapace infrared sword was delivered to
the vehicle of Nova Nectar which relished inside the sparking energies and immediately slew the
alien criminal.
	Having suffered sufficient dematerialization of organized intelligent patterns of purpose, the
alien still had surplus straps of biological masse, even radioactive.  Needing to take some
evidence away, Rhodhe grappled the gelatinous glue and put it in the cargo hold.
	While perimeter beacons were placed to act as a blockade, and travelling back in untroubled
angles, the glue managed to exacerbate polarity, and tacked the core intelligence of Nova
Nectar.  Having invested much time in priming this companion, it was a hard decision to jettison
the central mind of the beloved Nova nectar, she would be blink in deep space without the
instruments and augmented intelligence to interpret the data.  Not wanting to die alone she once
again understood a distress call from on certain to fall in the gravity well and be crushed all
in all.
	Using all her calibrative queues and heroine hammer, punched the throttle to --------.

*DYR*

In a desperate measure to repair the disabled friend Yerdiesel PlaZe  of OrganiCycle Visis Bliss
had unpacked all the diagnostic hardware that lay surrounding the vehicle, two large bio-electric
generators with attached walking platforms connected to spatial stabilizers of strange matter
which linked to the fluid forcefields, where systolic morph forms concentrated their systematic
approach probes to diagnose  the multiple in/out ports.  The fleeting test time was hanging
which left her with precious little time to maximize any efficiency to prevent her from crashing
upon the surface of the planet.  Even as she labored to fully emit a final re-ignition pattern,
not one single function fired the heart or fluttered the wings in success.   The caustic
question dripped exorbitantly on her forethought's, would she be able to jettison all this
equipment in order to help her not to descend?  Even when the angle and rate infiltrated into
her rational decisions, she was witness to the last glimmer of hope to be fully smudged against
the approaching darkside of the planet.  She needed another way to do an ignition fusion cycle.
As the  time quickened she saw death approach and refused to be vanquished.  Such things
quickened her mind, and an event, such as this force her to reinvent an answer. She had
remembered from her academy on Sartaxxon, that certain esoteric particles of her soul, once
enchanted to be released through concentric contortions of her conscious will, would release
enough luminescent leverage to wield wishes.  She isolated her biorhythms and began to process
the necessary algorithms needed to augur which categorical vehicle to send the final distress
signal to.  From a zoom level of leadership, Rhodhe Pholonesia approached with incentive bevel
to breathe lockhold of certain gravity well crash.

The inventive tactics switchwork took new chords of clues to heights intangible to the
unschooled mind.  Luckily, Rhodhe had some visionary vice hidden and immediately understood the
condensed swelling package as emotional reactors rich enough to describe  Yerdiesel situational
answer.

Spooling new bomb bays and haranguing the infinitesimal disseminated mind of Nova Nectar.  The
reaction from the engineered order, had the most ascertainable proof, angles of seismic
magnitudes reconstituted the very biogenesis of the particles in congress to gate a new pathway
to fusionary victory.  The Molecular mitosis mitigated through the hyperbolic loom clipped new
labyrinths as the vehicular identities melded into Rorschach vestiges of a very stable
synthesis.  As wavicles of the weak force brought forth bright bargains of synthetic algorithm,
mycogenic rulers with Tesla tools slopped inside the kind of mating none of them have ever seen
before.  As the whisper thin photo-voltic wings of VisisBliss reappeared upon the hand rails of
Nova Nectar and the open space of the OrganiCycle Replaced the once enclosed cockpit, the new
hybrids initialized their own internal coding in the fuzzy-muzzled logic of their brains to
become NovaVisis and Bliss Nectar.

*DSA*

Drumming sequences rich in somatic gestures deep in the reaches of prophetic space, a construct
thick with new, untested technology has a single pilot. Lady Mistle Mhinde mistook a nudge of a
subtle space time leak as an invitation to vent a cudgeling clue. Many knew of her assignment, as
many loyal friends as she has instincts, keeping close her hope of completion, she has faith in
the scientists experiments, yet she is lonely. The construct is in the shape, currently, of a
bipedal monument, giving rise to gargantuan gifts of alternative structures embedded within.
With armor of strange technology, allowing vortexes of space spinning off her thrusting
maneuvers, whispers of traceries remaining in the hidden matrix of space-time.

Strutting in space is a difficult feat, one she has practiced with a relative ease, but now with
this nadyrrhidheir, slinking across a gradient she has acclaimed fortune to find a brown dwarf
star system to test, ambivalent shields magnetize wonton particles unbeknownst to her, in her
heyday of romanticizing foreplay with space-time.

Stumbling deep in the gravity well, smelting topologies drink her thought patterns pristine in P
128 (Alpha Sigma) 64 I

Quadrant, lost target hairs repair celestial cogwheels, whose axles increase with each passing
moment. As potential vectors trip over their own slain function, conjunction nodes meander to
congeal. Feeling quite light headed, Lady Mistle makes swaying tributaries away from Alpha
Sigma.

Unrealizing her discombobulated abortion, an imaginary, but very real doppelganger, a polar
opposite of intention, exists the fusionary womb of the brown dwarf star, and enters the matrix
of space-time on the mirroring parity face away from her infatuation.

AntiAgent Nadir Rider bakes quantum envelopes binary in its brain. Entertained by caustic
drama, the mother of invention kneads into its engine a systematic approach to revoke the lease
on life. Vehicular vision vaccinates new, proud purposes, as systems unredundant relinquishes
control... bellowing unbenign intentions.

Having invested sufficient amount of time performing systems analysis and firing salvos upon the
detritus of asteroids in alpha sigma, Lady Mistle returns home to Space Gronn WHITE PHOENIX.

Meanwhile, antiagent Nadir Rider develops quantum well levels of batteries undiscovered by his
mirror matter mother, testing and storing, sliding the lock of synchronized strategies into the
quasi-mystical terrain of his brain.

The constants of reality within a multi-dimensional cascade of world-lines woven into the matrix
of natural nuances sunk into the funnel of fierce plentitude, gravity, electrons, frequency,
Planck’s, of powerful vectored horizons harmonious harmonious in matter.  These things once an
absolute, now have been shattered by the act of the abortion of Nadir Rider.

Having gravitomagnitismic sensors embedded within the fabric of space-time, headquarters have
begun sensing strange perturbations, and have locked into atleast which dimension, chromatic
time zone, and quadrant that the universe has seemingly uncooked itself from.

Sir General Alphox sends a new priority sends a new priority mission to Lady Mistle to use her
new sensor arrays to pinpoint and remove this phenomenon, if possible.

The expanding hypercube of hermetic harm is invincible towards NhadheiRhydier detection.  Even
the Ritualistic incantation that Lady Mistle works in real-time has boundaries as she moves
across the zones.  Descending and Ascending dimensions , she has fruitless efforts contorted to
reveal a new diorama, told her that sanctimonious strategies are not what they're suppose to be.

As the envelope expands, star systems with primitive biological life begin to dysfunction.  One
in detail, planet Sartaxxon, where a number of S.T.A.R.E. (Space Time Armed Regulation
Enforcement) Troopers are engaged, brings a distress signal from Commodore Vicert GhEasel to
send assistance.

As Lady Mistle stammers in the execution of her desperate mission, sensing whole worlds unfurl
their life-force in waves, disjoining the honed skills, she sees on her monitor of holonomic
virtual heads-up-display, an icon in the shape of an infrared sword measuring some Z*kj7 zipping
from headquarters to her.  Suddenly, the sword engulfs her NadyrRhidheir with magical precision
and systematically crowns this Colossal Warrior with tenacious energies and new capabilities.

She is no longer in control.  NadyrRhidheir kicks apart the question of the source of this
space-time sickness and seeks with inexperienced speed to the exact location of AntiAgent
NadirRider.  Firing dead center on the internal logic cross hairs, NadyrRidheir wrote a new rule
on how to unload the armament it was carrying.

Eventually with the source, as AntiAgent resolved all the peculiarities it wrought upon this
Universal Quadrant, space-time Stitched back into itself the familiar constants.

Finally world by inexplicable world, the GeoRhythmiCardioGram slipped back into full pulse.

*ELODIY*

In high orbit, a mothership carrying a full compliment of OrganiTitans, OrganiCycles,
MeteoMatrons, HeliFenixes has been bound to a significant planet whose harmonic melody in the
space-time matrix of a gravity well coursing with the matron masse of light, establishes a
watchful presence, a witness to the celestial waters.

A significant planet in orbit has managed to evolve its Geodesic prism to resonate at a
phenomenal frequency.  With immediate passion, knowing the presence of the mothership,
unconscious, but subtle changes are made to the melody it needs to push the source of salvation.
Driving dreams along the vertexes, it manages to manifest particulates with amazing potential.
In particular, it places a dynamic, concursive, emulsionary properties to the newly created
GeoMones.

Steadfast in the conviction of witnessing a miracle, Commodore Vicert GhEasel Establishes a
position that this is one scene we should  go further to make  a camp on the surface.  One
person from each house is sent.  Edward Hillscope with the MagnumTitan
ZH I nkCreek, Khugh Rhuy with the HeliFenix ThemeTiller, Siam Bladebeard with the OrganiCycle
BohmbBlossuhmme, Richard Draight with the MeteoMasse WhyspeirWhyrre.  As they arrived on the
planet, immediately the voltage to ascertain paradise went heywire.  Votes were cast as the
conscious  decision was made to prepare colonization and a blockade.  For instance, ZH I nkCreek
was devoted to explore the cavernous wombs of the planet contending a diagnostic atavism.  While
Edward clearly saw something was wrong with the way his Titan responded to his directional
controls.  He had to abandon ZH I nkCreek in some 200 miles below the surface with
bioluminescent algae.  Khugh Rhuy was affected to the degree where she wanted the others in the
GhodPohd to come down, but played a cool indifference to the fantastic music emanating from the
continental crust.  While ThemeTiller taught the native avians how to ascend in a spiraling
pattern.

The case of Richard was deep psychological fix with the increasing meter of the weather.  He
kept staring into the sky marking the ground with his ChromaLance, creating large binary pockets
of color scored into the land with incredible tempo.  WhyspeirWhyrre waited until all the pilots
left their appropriate cockpits and slew many particulates of the GeoMones in the buffer zone of
its airdam.  Watching the reactions from the other Houses, it knew, to a limited context, that
it could not stay on the planet long, but needed Richard to go back to the mothership.  It was
inexorbiantly tied to the pilot, but couldn't leave the same gravity well without him.

Siam Bladebeard, younger brother of Sir Major Roar, has not taken in any the strange
infatuations of this remote planet.  In fact, he doesn't even share the same enthusiasm that
Commodore Vicert GhEasel has.  Unfortunately  BohmbBblossuhmme has been tainted in his
tractionary fields, and can't manifest, or execute the necessary programming to restore full
recycle.

Planet Sartaxxon drunk the very vowels of power with pristine vision to execute new coils within
these strange visitors.  Whit one full link, the one gendered mother, that now carries a new
gamete in her womb, and the one that transports through her hair in a noisy helix, she managed
to engrain new skills into her own children.  With the additional  planetary minions numbering
most of the 500 from the orphaned satellite next to Sartaxxon, she fixes their new logic
structures with cosmological wheels of law.

Then...the light house mother _I_Apsu_I_ to Sartaxxon extends a wavicle packet of condensed date
to her, warning of an impeding strangeness.  The truth hits hard, as planetary gonads go sterile
and loose communion.  Thick force shrouds the shoulders as Sartaxxon whimpers in the wait as the
weight gelds her womb with explosions of biomorphic discord.

The hazard of hermetic harm festers as the path of a diabolical dimension erases memory of
previous energy structures, and supplants a new diastolic disastrous seed into the very bowels
of all within reach.

Edward felt his dreams twist into cancerous nightmares and cowers unrecognizably on a lone
island not too far from where ZhinkCreek snookered itself from him. ZhinkCreek had almost
finished the inventory.

Khugh Rhuy curdled with an aborted fetus clung to her with gossamer glands of moonlets.

ThemeTiller had hiccuped in the middle of a helix  and crashed upon an entire ecology of
Sartaxxon AirBlimps.

Richard flew in wide, erratic circles in his personnel levitation device, spraying illegal colors
upon the clouds, randomnly into the sky and sideswiped a volcanic plug, and tumbled to an
unconscious stupor.

WhyspeirWhyrre kept wincing as it tried to maintain normal operations.  Willfully working to
arrange the minimal speed before sensing the terminal exit of Richard.

Siam BladeBeard kept validating his valor all the while when days, upon days, he could see the
world erupt in chaos.

BohmbBblossuhmme couldn't handle the harm and made a spectacular display of nanorganic compounds
exponentially self-destructing.

Just when fate saw to close the aperture of life, the seemingly unstoppable furor of death
relinquished, and slowly everyone bidded into life, with a dimensional mind message mooring new
fissures of feeling.

*WARLIB*

As genetic galleries reach across the gender scape to concentrate a dynamic mutual greeting, as
gourgous as goassamer glands group together the fairest code of heroine histograms, gates great
with order as the coupling becomes better for the future soldiers of S.T.A.R.E. these children
chasing a fierce fortitude with perpetual guidence by the science of an empowered, authentic,
self-relaint mother and father, gifted enough when honor engrained means that a time to tame a
Warstation, a Space Gronn whose sensor arrays handle all known and speculated frequencies with
innate ease, and whose weapon arrays can fire inside any nth arc, with an Intelligent vector
exponential as it expands through experience with the timespace continuum.

The engines once charged in the care of these characters squeared sqint quotients of manifold
maneuvers with surplus purpose and prestigious enough to execute with divine grace.  Another
property of the engines is GeoMassive birthing.  Under the suspicious canon of creation elevated
in the elixor of enigmatic motherloads filtered by the fierce tenacity that these so-called
children generate: Duc ChromaChild with the organicycle CuhbheCriux guides Space Gronn
WhitePhoenix into an area of space known as "the Arena".

In transit, the engines persist to dowse for a new truth.  In synchronicity to the spice that
space-time is saturated with, new genetic codings are created for GeoSpatial harmonic mothers and
versatile Vector-Blissed S.T.A.R.E. Troopers.  Then a third androngenous agent with a shared
portion of the Space Gronn packaged in the housing Vehicle of a sapien.  The ethnospatial sport
of wratcheting synchronicity with stochiastic  telemetry targetting the for whence impaired
justified creation of WhitePhoenic certain elemental worlds as Saturnian-Alpha 1 and
Jupiter-Beta 1 once inside the boundary zone of the "Arena" the contest of justice trascribed
the monumental witnesses including Duc, WhitePhoenix fed a concourse to a RiboEclectic group on
the side of Jupiterian-Beta 1.  Safe in the third pillar of IndoTectonic proof, Duc dueled a
denizen from Plutonian-Delta 3 with a powerful force as celestial logs link across the cogwheels
of titanic themes, the meme of marking a much needed topology of reconstituted characterization,
changing the tuning forks of copulation to  that of an exclaimatory wand of wishes.  The sutures
of the filtered spar challanged the direxction of WhitePhoenix manuevering by chance into a
molting stellar nursery, Dic used his wand to find the range of the new genetic grace. 
Ritualistic organisms spent a greater portion of promise to whittle away excess flotsamand
anchor the exlaimation points so that the science engraves a plane concordant with the genetic
crossharis securing the building blocks referrence cpoints of bilogic equipment to be utilized
by, in truth, S.T.A.R.E. troopers made in modular perfunctionory categories, these equipments
ranging from sensory devices, to laboratories.

*ALT*

Minister Mister Zed-Ped picked up his pace and increased his technologies by building a system
wide quantum  computer.  Seering strategies, solarizing synchronicity, he managed to auger a
gateway to the AnitMatter world in exact parity of ploar charge and changed the very construct
of education.  Soporific seances strung along the borders of rogue political structures, gaining
vortexes of victory over the Harlequinns' shananigans, Minister Mister Zed-Ped read the tomes of
the AnitMatter future.  Past reconciliation, wratcheting co-existence the citizens within the
barriers bare unbegrudgingly the weight of being the most vile in the categorical vision
mangagement as emissaries of S.T.A.R.E. stripmine their souls for malignant mass.

Streamlined tethers of knowledge transference from the geodesic vertexes hyperbolic within the
stellar straigtjacket, Minister Mister Zed-Ped peirced the puzzle and financed a planet wide
battery of cathodes and anodes along the leylines and took the crooked crown and placed himself
in the next paradigm of planetary promise.  Expanding the science to engineer free energy by
spatial-temoral lore, the kaledescipic karma kinked to yield an augmentated daisy chain of
worlds whose particles of influence became the very dreaded drore of systems falling to the nth
power of his ambivalent animosity.

Sir General Alphox and the general committee in congress decided, over their holonomic models
projected in surreal time that to change the series of disasters erupting from universal
quadrants one and two, to tackle the dilemma by sending their headquarters' most prestigious
scientists' creation: a tachyonic carapiece, after they've examined the distended infromation...
ranging from questions of root functions o f constants to color scales in black to opalescent
through astral and ethereal to prime material, from conjunctives alongside linguistic matrixes. 
Even delving into the dimension, from a point to an expanding fourth dimension of a hypercube.
once donned this arelativistic armor, the House of PolyMatriFoci, including Commador Vicert
GhEasel with GhodPohd, Commador Nancie Chymerrasta with PhonoRaydar, Commador Draady
SableShepard with StahrSuhrtuhrre and Commador Zoilumina Psynk with PolytorIcon.  They were able
to dispense visionary justice with a n unforseen precision.  Rhuming the syncronicity and
genetic drores of dropfed missions, filters of facile fixings link to legitimate divisions of a
sphere from unnatural 1/60 th'sto the holonomic modular vision of organic rhythm, thus enablling
servile solutions to the dimensional quadrants in S.T.A.R.E. shame.

*FLI*

Rhodhe Pholonesia with Organicycle NovaVisis after the recovery period of ELODIY had remarkable
skills for incantation, able to find the leylines of many worlds, being witness to a variety of
strange occurences, was fastooned, as a mission priority from congress, to help peel away any
rmaining smudges from this once pristine world.

Fully capagble fo sensing the blithe, of this burgeoning, promisiong planet, with a full
compliment of other S.T.A.R.E. troopers in coordinating the de-kinking, enamored with the Space
Gronn ramifications of WhitePhoenix technologies.  Deploying the new augmentative devices,
amazingly scientific in the genetic richness of adaptability, alarmingly  so, that when such
concourses are constructed around the lyelines by her direction the new colony's citizens
seemingly unaware of the subtle neuances of this geodetic prism kept changing the drive train of
the alive cities, such that when the ergonomic questions became tactile, new fusion series
strapped the solar flux of _I_Apsu_I_ to a whole new paradigm.

This paradigm is the amplitude of the vision quest participants whose engrained experience from
the SocioPolitical structures bracket institutional craftsmanship into quadrants of quantum
consciousness.

The educational devices enriching the lives of the colonist's children sanctimoniously switch
through  cosmological periods with increasing freqeuncy.  As these children are stationed with
the cities in the sky few knew of their importance, except for the Congress of HeadQuarters. 
Their flowering vision of how to handle the harm of before wrought new conclusionary mystical
equations that became the answer to the working order of plancing the legions of chagrin
journeymen in the midst of divided vehicles:  ThemeTiller, ZhinkCreek, WhyspeirWhyrre.  With
slow deliverence and hard reconciliation, Khugh Rhuy came around to enthuse the children of
sartaxxon with prophetic management.  Able to coax ThemeTiller back into action and loyalty with
new boundaries set by the bilogical devices sent from Space Gronn White Phoenix peramount
importance was placed upon the algorithm needed to imporve the vanvigational coils of the Air
Cities.

Khugh and Duc, on e with pheneomal intuitive prowless the other with fantastic ritual had a
child:  Yuse IrisKeygh.  As the world wound to heal, Yuse slammed through the instructional
programs and earned high rank in the thick of feeling through the troubled contaminations of
Sartaxxon, was awarded with WhoveHiqle, which was an Organicycle.

Yuse reasoned a far healthier stance and managed to eradicate many of the discrepencies within
the aerodynamic automated recursives, sealing sanctuaries with harmonious frountiers within the
foundational walls.  The point of halving all the genetical treasure that each parent measured,
subsequently sent her through the notion of cloning.  Retooled the worthwhile generators and
restablized the frames of meaning to schedule the event, circumventing all censor controls  with
delicate ease even managed to clone WhoveHiqle, albeit  with much more difficulty.  She was even
given command of White Phoenix.

This is when Rhodhe came in, sensing the parallax of dimensional purpose and transposed the aim
of the frame duplication.  Intercepted the intelligence vector of the simulacrum and enchanted
the drore with mundane lore.  Leading by sensing, Rhodhe knew that the actions taken by these
children would ultimately spell disaster in the end.

Yuse didn't know or recognize the old emblems of ranks within the former Houses or Chapters of
Organicycles, and finangled a mangled confrontation with Rhodhe while have the Biodirectional
helm of WhitePhoenix.

Luckily the ordeal with planet Drostam had fractal permutative benefits within the immune system
of NovaVisis as Rhodhe interjected hereself within the primary axle of conjuctive jargon deep
within White Phoenix.  By shear choice rather thatn design as any othe Space Gronn would like to
find a substantiated swirl rogue articles mobilized to infilmorph the vehicular central nervous
system, spreading new uses by the direction of Yuse, but to no avail.  Because of the matter to
mix choice with certainty, a will power of evidence collected meant that counter to bilogical
manifestations of intoxicated immortalizations that neither rhyme or ingested reasons can severe
responsibility to destiny.

That slip hold of the gap is what the congressinal HeadQuarters was after.  As Rhodhe Pholoensia
Exhibited remarkable strategic placements of purpose against the dialetical justice from the
empowered hypotenuse of Sartaxxonian children, change came to balance the hologmonic models
within the fair vision of Lady Pholonesia.


* MIC *

On leave from a mission completed, Rhodhe Pholonesia with NovaNectar was on her way to a
relaxing state, when in-route she passed by an outpost of a solar system and received a distress
signal much to her grief.  For she was the only one able to respond a milennium of law.

Planet GhostGrease had large catacombed cities, like hives elongated they ruminated upon the
source.  Venturing forth into the canals, they had to sepparate to distinguish the origin of the
alarm, as evidence of harm had been caustic in casual events, carcasses litter the dried lakes
and cluttered the terminal tomb, until once decided to use their life-locators seperately, they
were fooled by rebounding borders of thier own frames.  Rhodhe used her tools, while NovaNectar
had spectacular spores drifting through the various portals.

While Rhodhe stumbled upon a bloated unbenign bargain of proof, paralyzing her with ruthless
ugliness that bordered on dimensional abhorence, she was given choices to infuse with probing
fantasies from alien constructs beyond here categorical box.

Meanwhile, NovaNectar didn't have a chance to savor any such encounter moving through the
various dimensional leads, got bored and tried to contact its master.  Receiving no response,
which is Nonlogical Law #1 set due force and used all physionomic mondels to extrapolate any
creature that would dare to venture in this morbid city-state and Indo-Psionic induction
plastered the traffic logic straight to the prison, the feature fixed upon Rhodhe.

The alien leech had been responsigle for many of the cosmological gears grinding to an abnormal
halt.  By the same shift, a gestalt twist, the tweaked carapiece infrared sword was delivered to
the vehicle of NovaNectar which relished inside the sparking energies and immediately slew the
alien criminal.

Having suffered sufficient dematerialization of organized intelligent patterns of purpose, the
alien still had surplus straps of biological masse, even radioactive.  Needing to take some
evidence away, Rhodhe grappled the gelatinous glue and put it in the cargo hold.

While perimeter beacons were placed to act as a blockade, and travelling  back in untroubled
angles, the glue managed to exacerbate a polarity, and tackled the core intelligence of
NovaNectar.

Having invested much time in priming this companion it was a hard decision to jetison the
central mind of the beloved NovaNectar.  She would be blind in deep space without the
instruments and augmentated intelligence to interpret the data.  Not wanting to die alone, she
once again understood a distress call from one certain to fall in the gravity well and be
crushed all in all.

Using all her calibrative queues and heroine hammer, punched the throttle to ***____***.

* AGE *

Travelling as a reconaissence mission, Rhodhe Pholonesia with organicycle NovaNectar stumbled
upon an extremely intelligent lifeform.  The size of an AirCity, but equipped through the
strange evolutionary scale with full arc weapon systems, but to her probes they seemed for
nonaggressive purposed.

While ascertaining the full functionary class that this world; _I_Drostam_I_ was able to riddle
into existence, it caught hold of NovaVisis with a paralysis wavefunction unbreakable.

Strange defensive measures were deployed as she sat, cast in immortal crystal the size of a
small planetoid, conjoined with ardent angstrom probes linked to her mastoid, she was caught to
be taught what _I_Drostam_I_ was needing to teach her.

Planet _I_Drostam_I_ induced her own evolution with the new link to Rhodhe, and began a
hybridization of manufactured worlds fixed with the effervescent fantasies from Rhodhe.  As she
saw the worlds transmit their tintures and egress with no noticible civilizations, she wondered
where might be the lifeforms?  Angled for new flowering a fertile junction was established and
still  held captive split her apart and dynamically kept her sensing the passage of time and
sight, such that _I_Drostam_I_ splaid out the nervous system of Rhodhe and NovaVisis as a
shimmering opalescent stellar phenomenon for the next world to witness.

Zed-Ped, head of Communications and Religious Insight Institute, managed to gather enough
astronomers together for the concursive "discovery" of the fabled fractal star.  Having sought
an age old answer to this phenomenal metronome, pulsating in their stellar neighborhood.

Rhodhe, able to hold a molting mission within this fractal vision, plastered inconclusive
knowledge in a divided attention state.

While frames of gravitomangnetismic motion wrote whole new boundary sets to detection
technology: Planet _I_Drostam_I_ sequestered her embrionic children citizens to school
themeselves with prophetical nuggets of knowledge lodged in chromatic caverns inverted in the
sky.

Gating skylanes of conclusive concourses, forging fierce genetic algorithms filtered from
Rhodhe.  These new quantum sliderulers equipped Zed-Ped with the power to influence the dynamic
direction of the population.

Zed-Ped performed a stunt unheard of in history.  He angled the telescopes to disect the fabled
fractal star, and coerced a paradigm shift in the origins of their planet.  From the unnatural
frequency of opalescence, uncounted before in normal extrasolar events, which was stable enough
to last through unheard of milleniums deduced through their science and philosophy that they
weren't alone in the universe.  This became the stamp of consciousness and the key to release
Rhodhe Pholonesia from age old worship, from the eons of emotions swelled to her from previous
peoples and took the tension away as _I_Drostam_I_ enabled the restructured self with all the
knowledge from these questioning civilizations.

Able to travel now with experience in exclaimatory categories, Rhodhe manufactured a space
capable biological engine from her new found inventory of psionic knowledge and found a wormhole
that led her back to the congressional headquarters of S.T.A.R.E.

 * BioRit * 

The wormhole city within the _I_Timaxim_I_ system drove new foud parables to breach the bracket of space-time.  As knowledge gated a granted medium, soulful glues glued gifts to those capagle to manifest the flurry of esoteric engines of chakra systems.  Once found, these very vessels became the cargo of congested destiny to mercantilism as binary borders broke throught the souls’ doce and clamored for recognition.  The environment sent, within the slight gravity well a full tale of how the sould became the immesurable numerator generator divided by the knowledgible denomination of a ratio spurred by the bilogical magnifying traffic pattern of a karmic kalediecsope.  Space rituals sent succulent binary data down to the radiation belt surrounding the planet as physionomic sinusoidal seances connected the cities with biological borders as mainframes connected in a psychokenetic inventory of commandments.  plated in perpendicular presence the cubes of consciousness counted with engraved super spiritual exclaimations the very necessary engine that drives a certain civilization to spare titanic structure and focus for indostemiology!  The dialectic rhythm of a proposed bilogical influence shields not the neuanuce of coiled symetries, buth the hperrelativistic gradient of ascientific influence in the individual engaged in a ritual to grace their own genetical structure for further development outside the mercanitilsm of exchanging souls’ codings for some eclipsed knowledge.  The shared trove of being triggered by a musical s ale nails the passage in the wormhole as long as you hold the melody in your mind, you’ll find the ritual of the passage at least not taxing.

But, beware, any song can be stolen by extraterrestials who share a strange relationship to the very resonance within the wormhole.

* QWit *

On a slowly rotating planet, with a massive moon very near, there lives a race which manifests molecular building blocks from their torso in geometric shapes.  Being an old culture with an even stronger ritual for their religion, in commune with their planet, being personal piesces of a tectonic puzzle, they ard a very nocturnal civilization.  Spindle data without errata, in perfect unison, they all go into a state of autotosis as a collective ad secrete the various polygons through their translucent, pale blue veined skin, to float above their bodies to drift elegantly over the lucid jungle of gravity defying biomass.  As the series strange polygons flow to fit the regular vertexes, these molecular building blocks manifested on a macro level as built on aerodome of fantastic complexity.  Self-arranging feats with hyperdimensionl patterns reminiscent of the planetary dreamsslink to riddle a route for holonomic communicational technology.  As these very secretions construct this model, the super imposed image evolves through time the very biocentric science to catapult the sinusoidal metological mass masterbated enzymes to connect the stellar gonads with a fluent seires of quantum tunnels.  Illuminated stellar proportions pixellated a puzzle of what question could be answered without such a biophysical molecular communication structure.

* GTCA *

In low orbit around a semi-luminary large gaseous planet _ I _ Chitton _ I _ is a series of extra planetary bio-modular cities.  Having the appropriated economie supporting various factions Minister Merk-Ped has several conglomerated hemogines.  In the rank of mercantilism a trading group counts its contributions to the CosmoGenisis Project, seering strategies intwixt an inter-dependant relationship nuptiated with the combined efforts with Minister Tech-Ped from the Space Technologies Inc. and Minister Geo-Ped from Geomantic Groups Limited.

Fixing a force of delivery, Minister Merk-Ped pedals semi-autonomous softwares for repairing deconstructed bioms.  These suscinct strategies gate controversy from the inlaid citizens, who claim that binary luminescence is a self-perpetual linguistic structure, fully capable of modelling its own feedback.  While Minister Tech-Ped pierces unpleasent topologies of seething architecture, crimson jism from quantum chaos quickly cankers his holographic models of where shared genetics cross reference recursions of dormant dreamsware.  Minister Geo-Ped has othe moonlets to self-extract, as the entire population with their new found forceful intention to practice another strange religion piecing together their very weird esoteric particles rebounding to tilt the engines that stablize the cities.  

The juncture puncture stations matte with neglect has been pronounced in part by the concern of an undercover-agent of S.T.A..R.E.; Vincint Voormile whose craftsmanship at blinking within the borders has hasd opportune fortune at fixing gravitomagnetic liguistic lures.  the same source conde required had been rewired with subconscious wishes, which in turn, started an uprecideted torque in the counter clockwise  ourse for _ I _ Chitton _ I _.  Unwinding the wishes of an entire population bent on the reiteration of the religious context of their home planet to mention the least is difficult.  Stuck with striking  discovery, Vincint must manage to either give hints with holographi  grafitti, or concursively reveal his origins and suffer any strafing from this worlds’ wishes.

In taxionomic interest, the inventory of imagination slowyield must build a binary foundation to infaturate the series of different societies to augur honor in their own genetic gallery to glide back to the spatiogeometric metronome of the galaxy.  Glints of the games relayed in perpendicular propensity has piecemeal promise as the order to reduce and reuse the imaginary vortexes of unguided integers of these esoteric articles that transliterally litigate the wisdom of the eternal cogwheels of time fitting together in perfection.  Hewn with unhoned skills, the very essence of sequential stratification kinks the source codes of empowerment to the children.

Minister Geo-Ped packed a dallop of drama into every pocket with a sultry string.  The root radican with the superimposed topologies if infotainment had Xeno, Bio, and Geo intersection at the gender points of mystical inflections.

Minister Merk-Ped puzzled together the harrier howl of incantation with marketability… meaning multimedia packages equipped to inquire the devout faithful when the next purchase of a patch would be done.

Minister Tech-Ped pounding the raving range of illegal colors oon the concourse to conclude which monumental menstruation cycle would occur to subside the diametric opposites, to allow peace in dormant residence to become dominant.

Travelling through the space-time touches planetary levels form which the curvature of the citizens consciosness creases with multiple folds trying to find the foundation al all feeling.  The fixture of religion has Vincint venting new sounds with his OrganiTitan KhromaQlue. As KhromaQlue quickly assimulates the vowel vectors it transforms into a magnificent subdelineated simulacrum angle with highly auspicious silohuettes of the significant gender: a woman with wings.  Whose shape so divine by robust curvature trembles inside the presence of witnessing citizens eyes.  Irises oscilating aperture binary birth as the flight horizon signals sequentialdiscovery, exclaimation strike the heart, filtering not the new bound devotion, but paradoxically inventive transpostion.

The topology changed too quickly, as the distance magnified within the minds of these different sects, physiognomic lakes made deep as Vincint muttered weird words, suprlanting a new bio-synthesis.

Avian allegories anchor the right range, as old pseudo-christians, cross-querry infinity to park the target of intrigue with a docile derrier upon the continental shelf of StarCity – 13.

Minister Tech-Ped applied the supple purpose of KhromaQlue to ensure a sociotechnologic shift within his perameter of negating quantum pestilence.  The volume of ergonomic data sets engineered to fasten a worthwhile whiticism transmutated the fractal nervous system to formulate a healthier series of chromatic tectonic shifting.

Minister Merk-Ped drip fed the legions of new leaders as these children grew dependant upon the vivid visions that the multimedia psionic management provided.

Minister Geo-Ped summed up the plundered part by endorsing the grace of grafting virtual alien DNA as the model vehicle to integrate the imaginary plane of integers.  Questions of alien sex in the queue clogs the genetic gates, but by doing so, unequivocably unifies the futures of GeoMantic Group Limited into a a whole new slew of BioMercantile success stories.

.*. GEOLDR  *

As a fluid model, a superstring of alien design with icons engineered within to be released by a happy accident while in transit to the planet _ I _ Chitton _ I _, was targetted from the consensus management from S.T.A.R.E. congress a stochiastic gradient as an engine of the released cargo within the dependant film of the frequency of who fired the salvo of salvation.

Vincint Voormile had, once reignited the heart of KhromaQlue, glued together his honor of being discovered without apparent success of his jission against GTCA xeno!sex.  Staved off the biometric filter to fuse a worse cargo drop, managed instead a seed of information to be released.

From superluminary orbit, the superstring hung in the sky, nearly knocking into the biomodular StarCities and Quasi-Quizically coerced the womb of the planet _ I _ Chitton _ I _ to open wonton-bliss port to accept the weary seed frequency flight of the mind, Vincint decided to take the tool of the clue and race to intercept the invented deed.

As the angry arguments commenced, and warfare made the souls of the citizens dance in trinary tribulation, on whole the societal question quickly generated power for planet _ I _ Chitton _ I _, yielding yard yarns of proprietary proof that in truth the sector organ of military drenched in biomedical answers find fields of an internal loom as a concursive concourse to step a sequence of leadership to the very benign bliss blossom womb-core of planet _ I _Chitton _ I _.  

Tunneling tension, Vincint Voormile took KhromaQlue to suspend the seed in magnetic harmony within the canal walls wincing descention.  Floating zero-point energies drive jinxes as rapid ruminations curtails axles as answers.  No bleeding seed of his surreal mismanagement should strike this planet with its listless lovers.


ESQRSK *

Upon the divided aqueous planet ArcQuaive, two air cities share the same technological navigational coils, it is a disconcerting event when linked toegther but favor a different category of vector goal settings.  The politically goverened AirCity of StratoPulse _ S _ Alpha –1 _ S _ by Minister Pol-Ped has a full contigent of S.T.A.R.E. Organititans with pilots from chapter Whitesseract.

The AirCity IonNadir _ S _ Alpha -1 _ S _ led by Minister Sci-Ped has a counte continegent chapter ViloetHalle, but a more humane approach to gal gradients, with a scepter to align concordant citizens from their intuitve direction.

the Vowel-Vision verses touching auspicious parallel processing units of time takes perpendicular science to intersect disjointed politics.  Seething insurrelaity, the AirCities hindered by biocentric control slather in seclusion, bot ministers knowing quadrant in question must quicken in order to augur the muse of miming cooperation… vested with intelligence, each minister manages to entertain horizon arraignment.

In StratoPulse _ S _ Alpha –1 _ S _, Scientist Tygonn has a stroke of ingenious luck, linking the lore of legalistic lure from OPALOCKS to ensure a new fashion for fusion.  The engine within the navigational coils queued quiet quotionts from sampled polls tilting time in their favor, as filters fixed these forces, new needles negating the nuance of science, managed to mirror a heavier electro-magnetic spectrum.

Mincing the market of production, Scientist Tygonn tickled into existence an evolutionary Targetting and Tracking System plush with prfound inventions of holograms.   MagnumTitans hovering in harms way of IonNadir _ S _ Alpha-1 _ S _ saturated in the Vowel-Vision fusion particles, was able to triangulate the frequencies needed to shuttle the shields and screens into these electromagnetic bottles built to initialize new factors for MagnumTitans.

.*. SOLHRP  .*.

Kincaide Alexis McQuade quiet in meditation upon a mantra musically motioning him to digest geo-spatial rhythms rhyming from deep beneath the planets crust, began to question the melody.  Empowered with enigmatic rituals rich to derail any nonlinear questions quickly triggered paraphysical somatic dreamstates which plummeted him into a powerful recursion of PI persuing ascension.

Coiled now to count the staves, his faculty fixed feel through the drama of his sequestered altercation of dreams states, plucked him to prove mounting messages mingled within genetic galleries his dreamware became the freighter-thane to refrain forced frequencies tied into his ergonomic light-being.

Fractal participles pounce upon him to piece together the massive moratorium pronounced by the HelioVentricle _ ss _ MUMU _ ss _.  Dreamt-cast rate rapid to regard him to spiral into spring board sequences, knowledge levers having a lilt to armor and magnify his karma.  Kevlar clues glued to him as queadratic brackets of equations vestied as cargo.

Kincaide kissed himself awake in the changing journey slanted on a hollow regular polygonal solid glyph of stars at their vertexes.  Singing a strange algorithm of angular momentum, managed to mystify even the four nearest stars to start shimmering.  He has an Organicycle called VauhGhod which had been in dimensional sleep mode, but he lunged for the handlebars and seated himself in the conforming seat.  Chanlked up a treasure of IdeoMatrix and switched on the BioGyroChip to calculate isododehedronismal chronometer portal.  Being huddled in a tesseract of worlds strung like beads on a string inside this confusing dimension for countless ages, he may have stubled upon a solution.  The light-cone of space-time  flayed into a vivisection shared subtle superstrings minute enough to be missed have it not been for his aeonic introspection.  Supplied with new hope plugged into his presence, an infinite prison began to unwind in fussionary vision as he pronounced his beliefs out loud.  A universe quilted with the quiet participants belief structures now found unfurrelling before his very minds eye.  The flayed ends flail in fierce whiplike action as he hurries and goads VaugGhod to sink into the vector needed for victory.  His poloar propencity to illuminating the momentous synchronicity as genetic journeys glide hime by intuition across the tiered universes wrinkled to shre space-time, a portal wilting while he witnesses in wonder.  A bracket of attack struck grace as he gored through the inflamed walls of exclaimative closure.

*.* GEOXenoLipid  .*.

Kincaide clocked over chroma and clamored into a new self-braided prison of phenomenal poroportiaons.  he could see layers of wourlds, like he witnesses in SOLHRP, but now many series of sequential stargates armored by alien construction.


Wrought in the middle of amassive experiement in stealth mode, he hammers timwe out of his mind by lying genetic dare and ruffled a few meters of his helix.

But this plugged into space all the same and he soon found the aliens engineering geotectonic RNA _ ss _ transcription _ ss _ .

Spelling strangeness, the vision before his eyes, he told VaugGhod to record millenial snapshots as he frought with wonder as to the final product.

Sringing together a taut torque of a harp, warped by the very massive scale of worlds wound toegether as beads coiled toegether in stellar systems, almost colliding in conclusion an infinite concerto announced aliem hemogeny.

.*. RADENG .*.

Generations of hemogenous civilizations kept clippings from their ordered archives, each with a language rich in semantical context and took great lengths to set each other in a correct mode of correlation.

This planet had been under observation for some time, with congressional cogwheels sped forward in their holonomic engines of foresight nevertheless, the leadership didn’t count on foreign articles to torque the axle of change.  By chance this change only affected the subtle neuronal chemistry of a certain organized nervous system. This often means more discord in dreams and harmonic hammering the kevlar of karma, for certain people in plastic positions.

Gathering momentum, the gown of growth with footnotes of feelings has Dhonah Kheight from chapter Alphox with Organicycle Klimbloomme with intense voltage to vaccinate any remaining pathways of her brain subtle shields and diastolic daggers integrate the splinteed quadrants of querries.

She sees the populous, but they have only managed to see her as a camouflaged porter, pieced together an outward, technological push while having remained content at inner pursuits for countless eons, and this rakes a travesty as a collective.

For they once were bright beacons with a true gem capped to crouwn their spiritual crown, now the ver same devotion is pent at engineering new would links auguring ecological feedback with requests for planet Fyderm to share its exotectonic thrusts.

Resounding muse as a missile managed to ellaborate the exospheres engine of vision, seeing the planetary children blossom onto parallel hurdles to conquor.

Dhonah drunk on reams of recursive liquor lavishly seeding her own thought processes with anchored armenents to issue new taxionomic themes into the etherspatial lithosphere of planet Fyderm.  She splashed into strategic afterthought and thanked Klimbloomme for raising chronoharmonic point-scales in the final erradication of remaining xenozones within its mainframe.

She has true disdain when it comes to reframing reality, however unpleasent the mission may be, she knows that for a true piece of art of managing an entire planet, she has to scour her mind clean, with this done she has to impregnate her dream seeds with a universal umbra as an umber umbrella to which she has to peel portions off and chant her journey unchisled.

For their department of ecological resources, the management of reasearch and design tallied tens of thousands of new symbiotic inventions that led to an outcropping of Fyderm in GeoChemical solids with regualr geometric lattice.  Ordinarily these solids would have a pure lattice but a subtle skewing from a viral vortex that represents the onslaught of changes, has repurposed the very stellar cities these people managed to construct.

With utmost care, did they believe everything, all their passageways veined like fractal arteries fanned out to connect in rapid succssion, securing space-time with agile bliss.

As witness, Dhonah pulled a drore on the drivetrain, tickled a torus upon the very lightcone, magnified the order from which these GeoMones mingled and foresaw the intent in very alien enlightenment.  Pushing the umbra umbrella through the donought of their spiritual drought, as a dreadnought, she flowered into full blossom with all rare crosshairs drawn onto the dynamic rulers.

Measuring twice, to cut once, Dhonah demanded that the projector screens build a beautiful soulcraft.  The incision on her cervex bled a convex avatar of angelic frequencies, since the kevlar clippings kept promision this, it is best if she allowed autonomity.

Armored in her ichor, the answer inched  closer to their infusionary colonies, now spanning an entire universe in scalar radar severing the secrets of their infection away so that the flag of their ferocity shows the unsightly velocity to the once plastic faces, now authentic.  These GeoMones become the puzzlepiece decreased of any delineated demons to inaugurate new S.T.A.R.E. technology.

.*.WITAMP .*.

Kincaide Alexis Mcquade surviving the resonant freqeuncy from the XenoGeoLipid, had other gradients to pursue.  In tactile leadership he planted marvelous seeds upon differnet planets in hopes to sprout new biomechanical based civilizations.  IOn the weird order of these worlds with benign monomollecular lifeforms, seemingly on another dimension being linked to eachother in an alien polytectonic computer, he paced himself to read any plumes of promissory notes static enoug to be breached by his binary polychromatic chip embedded with the deep structure of VauhGhod.

Brackets of bargains bubble up in remote strings of worlds which strike prevalent chords in the tectonic transcriptase, creating a trauma of trasure as he measures the levels of his leadership.

Spliced gradients greet new growth as truncated civilizations clip the crowning quotient of their benefactor and traffic fierce fortitude in parallel proofs.  Puzzled by their observations when grown telescopes switch between relevant electromagnetic spectrums to reduce the noise,  the favor of forethought brought them to their ghostgrease knees, as the registration of Kincaide queued new tools in their biomechanical logic to target the séance of space as a plausible lillusion without grace.

Grafting grouped guesswork to their polymer presence, dual dimensional concourses of genetic polarities piece together new warriors as witnesses.

Kincaide began counting the once in a millenial event of success as covalent victory stablized on the positive side.  Absolute prisms cascade as the internal, eternal concourses cleave clever sectors of synaptic sequences into hemogenous zones of zeal.  Polyprotracting gyroscopes gleam with proportional mindscapes, meaning measured characters creak across the tectonic truce and rub the reason to sequester a new symphony with embedded treason.

The muddled metronome means that the alighs are seething to deduce what is possibly the cause.  The effect is clearly a cacophoy, left unattended, now with new found witnesses disturbing the direction of the supposed symphony, fierce craftsmanship creates transmutational foci and reroutes the mindset of these biomechanical witneses to preset attributes for the environment.

During the phase-gate of transition, Kincaide angled his chromatic momentum relighously and found a nexus fluxing in disharmonic stasis.

.*.WTRQUaD.*.

Distant thunder thick with matte flashbackes of polychromatic pleasure scapes puzzled together by the very 4-dimensional entity of planet ArcQuaive, teething thunderheads strike strange bolts of pure intent upon lucky leaders of indingeous cities.  Slick with the spice of the weather sport, ped-pierce clutched his groin to staunch the rain and danced a cinnamon séance to summon more initiates.

Clear queer rock arched in portals span several miles into the air, dreamt together by tectonic forces to find new ways to weave space as gates.

Quickness  on quiet, the cornerstones of clever clues kicked Ped-Pierce into the ranks of calibrated brotherhood and stood at the keystone of ArcMagnum after  climbing 4 miles with a group of new witnesses.  Setting up a perptual pendulum that spun around the loophole with a musical device plugged at the end, his man sword salivating as the promise of melody mingled with the thin air.

Marking a meter with intangible intelligence, Ped-Pierce and Ped-Zygn clung together on the slope and waited as the boiling weather washed the horizon away and stepped continously toward ArcMagnum.  The gathering momentum managed even stranger occurences, as superstring rhythm wrote their star ZetaDelta Easel to spin scalar spiritual succulence into their minds eyes, enflaming the lance of leadership inside the womb of entombed symbols.

The topology riddled now with geological honor, Kheth Veglev from Chapter Whitesseract with MagnumTitan BhlysterrTrahktor caught hold of new nodal nuances eminating on the far side of the planet.  His mecha was capable of measuring new engaged harmonics from a database of planetary designs.  Pummelled into a diadactic prison, his sole purpose was supposedly pure and simple.  Now, a winding vortex of auxillary vision supplants on his cortex a very volatile  mission.

Gifted to gate new pathological sanctuaries for new symboloc emissaries Ped-Peirce prinicappaly wrings freedom as the lever love Ped-Zygn zealously straddles new wound eggs imbedded in the apex of ArcMagnum.  On the Prime Meridian, a radial reason erupts enigmatically as the gestation period pours time across the seasoning of space, the minds eyes braided in benign art.

AirCity StratoPulse Alpha-1  foremost in authority on ArcQuaive quivered in meaning as it sensed new GeOrPhins pandemic.  Splitting apart in consequences, shedding navigational coils in severe ratios, it took scientist Tygonn from AirCity IonNadir to react once again in magnaminous splendor to splice together the frames of baseline meaning from the core memory banks of BhlysterrTrahktor and fractally fix the misture for finite control.

Spun on root cause, the mission to catch a crescendo in a clear and concise manner hammered his patience and will with a forge of fierce plentitude.  He clopped off a tallow in thin and lit a little series of protocal, bit into his kip and ruminated over his destination.  Not as a clear quadrant with angled voweled axles of prearranged vision, for the watery planet still had held onto some crust, but in elongated loops  lavishly organizing the sequences of tectonic rhythm with writhing work of world-wishes.  To dip into this dimension and strain against the abnormal seed is pure questionable.

The birthing process created analogical access as ArcQuaive waivered on weird words and spurred new stellar spines perpendicular to her surface.  Whole hints glinted as the monopoles glistened in robust light from ZetaDelta Easel.  In support, new colonies crowned these investments and climbed into the parallels of space, sporing new fractal lattices to link other monopolar communities together.

Spread too thin, congress stared into their holonomic projectors and squared their smouldering shame and renamed their mission.  Smelting a new SpaceGronn OpalOcelot materializing above the Prime Meridian of Planet ArcQuaive became the decisive element securing cooperation s they rarely saw any strangers.

The quintessential journey of Kheth Veglev gleamed growing categories as he pushed against the seam of these monopoles.  Showering him with attuned mantras bellowing from his friction, he radically sequestered from his spirit new wishes to work together and received the axial data quadtrains of the soul.

Quadrant One: the Mystical/Elemental Index.
Quadrant Two: the Knowledge/Conscience Index.
Quadrant Three: the Preservation/Ethical Index.
Quadrant Four: the Emotional/Ritual Index.


.*.A!SK.*.

Withing the blurry borders GEOXenoLipid, a slurry of worlds capable of intelligent manufacturing kinked together their geomagnetic clues as they jury-rigged on the vertex new cultures of space faring survivors  as planetoids.  Crinkled continents count quizical concourses as securing the very robust stochiastic puzzle pieces from which the quest of vision vexed even the best of leaders from planets below.  Agile engines answer roaming rituals, as denizens in dire heights pledge a series of alliances within the dimensional prison.

Etagon Dhayvid Zhail in Chapter Alphox had middling quadrants of spirit, was supported by his OrganiCycle HyghZonne grew use to the frequency freaking out his compainon, but knew tiredness when bound to unwind the regelia of rhythmic mass plastered for disaster against the core mind.  Mincing messages from congress, hung onto hope with a fever relevant in a ritual analyzed analogically.

Sprung together with AspeRex Syvel QuillQuote whose uncanny in her mystique, weakest in her emotional ties to rituals, alurzing in size, relased packages of knowledge in their pairing together.  She honed her OrganiCycle ZheihtAighent with charmed trasures from her imaginations.

The order within the cosmological walls kept wincing when the diametric dreams of cultures kept clashing against the alien frequency.  Dredging across the seam, planetoid piezo-KPT placated to pardon it as a target and wrought a lesson through a space-time breach to coil its citizens around a ferocity so precious in the woven workds of the alien hybridized drama diorama.

Dhayvid dreamt of diamond daggers ripping apart the organicule of HyghZonne.  The digital Ichor smearing around his head, plunging him aginst the polar winds of the world, launching a tailspin of trauma.

Syvel sank into her seat while she challenged the warpware festered against ZheihtAighents’ shields.    Stung to punt, she pushed all her worth to unravel the concavity of this universe.

Dhayvid woke up to see Syvel hunted by the wound hounds of Tendelos.  Spelunking spirit together in masse, he ravaged reason and powered up HyghZonne to harrang these hounds.

Spoiled session and synchronicity, surficing a safety zone, Alien Hastur hazard a clone of coiled clues and shunted a maturity factor to lacerate any legal levers toiled within the woven prison.  

An estuary greased from the hides of the hounds made Dayvid proud of his compaignon  Round rant damage cudlged HyghZonne now to unbspeakable diagnostic codes.  He wallowed in Syvels arms, hearing her words with fascinating vision.

ZheitAighent tallied their resources as new secluded S.T.A.R.E. troopers appeared in its scopes, upon planetoid QIX in universe V Dhetax Ghinna Jheynnuit with NhovaaNheiddle and Dhetax Khevynocht 
Szairrow a fissure-deed done in mirth.  Inside planetoid KAZ in universe X  huddled against their infrared scopes it managed to link vital packages to BetaBomb Sarayh Prismmist with PhlashStamhppe and Azeon Oughtonne with FhorShyppe.

In conjunctive clues and swallowing secrecy, they hammered out an attack pattern, but it would take aeons at their ratio of success.  So Syvel, being the best with the rank of AspeRex wrote new sound programs into the hearthearth of ZheihtAighent.  Swilling the best mystical middling ritual exacerbations from Dhayvid, Azeon and Khevynocht after being coded in the systematic matrix of ZheightAighent, a servile key was produced.  This seed was then projected into the womb of Sarayh as she coupled with Azeon to weigh in a fair sized sword.  This BioHolo genetic answer was then uplinked to QuasarCannon which then, being in the middle of the woven dimension prison spoke a spike of parallel polychromatic lances towards an already agitated lexiconic-laceration created by Syvel.

The mangled filters of Alien Hastur has prevented only so much, now awake with intense intent, a scalar suture along the starlanes means molarity of malevolence.  Congressional creed became a convesx reation as too many orders of harm glazed over some remaining hewn troopers in hysteria.  To queue the answer to the scuttled agents deep beneath the seam of GEOXenoLipid.

The legion of lessions laminating the post-prey application most decisively did a matrix of misery.  But undecidedly not enough power was entailed as an incoming armory of answers dialated and plugged into each Organicycle.

The Vector-Vowel axle of each S.T.A.R.E.  must be sychronized in an imaginary mantra matriculating against the collapsing concave canvase of stars rippling cosmological supernovae.  To mazer-make an embryotic enigma cacooning the hemispheroidal region occupied by the syphoned spirits of the S.T.A.R.E. troopers.

The topological frequency of truth fierce in its answer to augur angst verses the systematic collapse of imploding hope and exploding stars, stippled an exclaimative point of a joint wish to angle a domain of purley fixed bliss of rotational rituals reaching across space to secure a symphony of loving families.  Spinning targets of Plancks constants tantilize as spacetimes, traumatic aeons of festered weariness soul-clasps the lifeforems from GEOXenoLipid and released them back to normal space.

.*.CO-Vb.*.

Shaven serious delimeters from the dimension with deeds draped in honor, an auxilliary agent from the core-kindred of an OrganiCycle called VauhGhod christened new angles in grouped gradients.  The praeter-natural needles in a niche of nuance levitated the lore into the pilots’ mind: LuhpisLazarus.  Slanted in secure licks of knowledge and illuminated in his confidence to count through any systolic trauma, the valency within the ranks of AspeRex of Chapter DeltraphClix in the House InterMatrixNaut.

Cautioning  a diatribe in the dimension seeking a sense of censorship within the creases of coridal coilds…new wound lessons in the legendary domain…remaining within reach of him, Ghyselle IhzorXone staunched the launch code a moment too late as she whirled in towards a weird world where the inhabitants envisioned sapien-centric slivers of authority.  Surficing a robust military with innate paranoia, Ghyselle mixed together suffiecient codes to put MhaziehrMhacks at ornate camoflauge.

Mister Zed-Ped squashed any rumors of alien invasion by directing the telescopes towards the shell of the univers, wanting to soothe any unclarity and was proud to publish the results on his inaugural organic 
hyper-datalanes.  Finding great constants at the verge of the first universe he swelled with envy when more magnitudes of mirrored visionaries stared back at him.

Luhpis listened with instinct and wrought new vowels to help vector his communion.  Ritual rich and planning  in immense forethought he articulated armor and hindsight hammered together other detection devices deep in frequency.


.*.FEBDEF.*.

Normal space with a certain spirit of natural ruminations, as Dhayvid Zhail strikingly swerved into spiral patterns of freedom, with highly increasing concentric coi8ls as Syvle found it easy to tag the epicenter everytime  in her intuitinal locking maneuvers.

Sparse flashbacks kinked Sarayhs’ Organicycle PhlashStamhppe logic rods into dialation.  While Azeon had to wedge new boundaries inbetween FhorsShyppe.

With due course in conclusion, a vacation of sorts was a manufactured menu time in strict agreement.  In prestigious purpose with surplus ceremony they anchored nearto a burgeoning bio hybrid Air/Star City ZIPCYTEE rich with all the amenities coupled in their quarters carnal cleverness clicked as powerfull pestels pluggend new wound fragrances of ectasy.

Deep in bodily bliss Dhayvid Drowned in Syvels strange elixor and ploughed bright afterthought from the constants of the previous prison.  In ritual to regard Sybel as a goddess to witness his illuminated creation, a reflection of multilayered cohabitations as enzymes erase covalent bonds of molecular building blocks of bulky presents…sleek antiprotons puzzle together to prove the partnership beneficial. 

Syvel had the swatch of understanding as the quotient of that experience queued good tools to sequester at needs be.

Dhayvid in dreamstate uplinked his report to S.T.A.R.E. congress, along with the shared knowledge with crestiing frequeces.  The locked leadership of Syvel sounded succulent, but Dhayvid still dreamt of a diorama quiasidigital where he’d dominate the decision process.  In spirit to sport a chasis of chance, he wratcheted ZheihtAighent in zyphershades of haste.

Syvels’ slope on the frequency of a ritual wrought basic foundations, as she needed to corner a new sleuce of space.  These normal portons, neutrons, and electrons tricked her at first, as though she’d forgotten how to breathe swelling chords of her imaginations sprinkled familiar patterns back into her mindspace.

Sarahys’ slight of the mind made new mystical messages emblazon inside her womb.  As Azeon filled her space, the sperm sprained their cycloptic cones and rerouted their DNA mission.  The new schism surfaced and sucked in the would be twins to spray apart their dimensional link and lure new lore into their world.

Tantilizing touchstone of space-time, the vacation veered off and they were bound to new missions in favor of fixing new found strife.

As each departed upon different dimensional concourses, a new helix of strangeness gated as the invested energies supple with microcosmic universes gegan a curt courtship of weaving recursive transcription.  All plausible unversal constants in parallel absorbtion began to transform ZIPCYTEE  with new BioCosmo constants of fantastic intensity.  IndoMorphic codes clued together as the atmosphere magnetically wrought new energies in hypochemical reactions.  Planet Dtilt taught weird reasons to its lifeforms as particulates pierced the foundational mindstructures and managed an evolutionary molecular sized black holes to help offset the unhindered hybridization of dimensions with frames of transversal Macro/Micro meaning as seething truth tripped ZIPCYTEE into a parallax of reproduction.  A single space-time cleat grafted together as a dimensional gate that would forever change the way travelling would be done for commercial cargo.

.*. THEOTACHYCITY.*.

ZIPCYTEE reproduced under the management of Vizier Spyree as these verb wish gate coaxles cling together where certain spatial constants cloud.  Especially now, in wincing pecularities as the citizens of Dtilt had enough that through this unparalleled precious gift, they have to fashion a product of scrupulous wealth.  woth four zipcities I a torus equidistant and 90 degrees clockwise four new starcities with residential and commerical tubes proved to be a new foundation of transportation thecnology.  As the tube entered the epicenter of each sequential zipcity, the macro-controlled blackhole pushed-pulled the remaining mass through with increamental speeds.

Sensing the strategies for a major evolutionary gear, Mercantile Major Price-Ped pushed through new legislatvie strongholds built to offset any repercussions from spatial recursion upon the genetic codes, sizing up the streamlined radially symetric software.  Sparring with commercial avatars, inching together a conclusion along the axis of serious inquiry.

Pulling the portion of promise, Science Sergeant Quark-Ped clicked through the heirarcheal submenus to schedule the next rendezvous.  Wringing freedom fierce with the emission fields of ultra-fantastic categories of quasiluminary particles, contorting the tension to enable a flueid procession.

Steeling strength as the Thane of Technology,  Iso-Ped bred relief when he saw the next jump as a juncture to unhige any deplorable foreign stucture.

Vizier Spyrre in full spirit wrought an ascension angle for the common citizen.  As they were bound to bare communical tactics that trip the country of the mind into domains unparalled before.  Series of symphonic seances once sound from other cultures were now clustered in cluttered  corners of the spinning wheels, surpassing massive amounts of information, influx of ideas began to wind up the variable vision of which spineline of time to touch the treacherous manifold market.

Smelting together the smouldering stratified refuse of religion, Thane Iso-Ped plugged into the “Overdrive of Omnipressence” and bled the reaons without a second thought.  For, if not, the taut dimension doorways would become an alarming angle as detrius does disasterous events.  Spelling a surprise, Science Sergeant Quark-Ped stapled together the Eigen-values of victory as the range of religion wrote whole new orphans in the space sprung with unnatural casual events.

In a sequential aftermath of armored intelligence, Major Price-Ped slung a strafying maneuver to unburden the proprietary parcels of infinite pixelation.  This seething forethought thanked him of finding weapons as words, despite deploarized demonstrations from denzes.  The fast-track of fixed data-packets only hammered into existence the existentail engine of which vorpal-vowel vectored adcross his hamstring.  Tasting the corners of his clandestien mission, he sprinted into seclusion as his software churned away at the wheel of wishes.

Citizen Politician PolyKrisma-Ped has seen an increasing frequecy of faux fabrication.  Having bought many deplorable stories, and spun upon an unwinding helix of harm brought in from newly arrived citizens from various sectors of the galaxy, he cinshes together his hopes and employs ehteral measurments in the “matrix overdrive” to pool any remaining meaning behind life.  In lieu of cosmological litigation, as pillars of prestine promise, he has high regard for humanity.

Dripping drastic drama, as the denizens in dire consequence, vent their familiar surroundings in hysteria with the strange matter of their accumulated fear and loathing  for legal nonsequitor contracts, plaster themselves alongside the windows in soldered karmic science, a message began to decrypt as they wound their collective wishes.

Spewing spasmodic synergy, as the increasing velocity of ZIPCYTEE began to puncture through the constants that God fused into place, the wheel of spent wishes splaid the final hurdle and God entered the picture.

In luminescent gossamer threads and angels gyrate in grace, portal Alpha-Omega sung with bengin greetings.  The BioArmory bleated in quick burps, resonant as the key coded gate swung away to taste the Theosophical percussions.

Major Price-Ped imprisoned in illuminary responsibility, robotically journeyed into the commons as the epicenter for enigmatic engineering.

Sergeant Quark-Ped plussed with the promise, glossed over the eigen system and vanquished any remaining widows on the windows.

Thane Iso-Ped puzzled at this possibility, how his technogratic strucute could support such a superrelativistic manifestation, God, here, in his timesplice of tincture.

Vizier Spyrre vote sport-mesh and intrinsically stitched together the voided vowels to a coaxle of clued cleverness.  blessed from God himself, he saw his work come to fruition, as Major Price-Ped paid.  Seeing the Sergeant pleased with his new operating system of “matrix overdrive” supporting the succulence that science strives for.  Teething Thane Iso-Ped, reran “Thistledown Thunder” in thickness surpassing spirit in courtship to nodal quarkiness.

Citizen Politican PolyKrisma was empowered with new commandments as God gifted a new game at naming the nubile children forged in a steering wheel of wishes.  These being to count the cleverly woven hitches of hints from their won genetic gates and travel to unravel the legend in their quasimysic minddrive.

.*.VRholoprojtarg.*..*.

In the hysteria to engineer entertainment for the proposed children festooning in ferocity to any other angle to engage in fantasy, the virtual reality of a military honed chrysanthemum of karmic kinked worldlines, driving pierced parcels of predestiny in the working wheel of wonton wishes way before God ventured into the picture of TheoTachyCity.

These chidren sought more than the usual source code to clue themselves into the positive ionic imagination engine of dynamic integration.  The particulates of their karma building up a static charge as theywrought new boundary zones into the convex quest for exploration.

In holomodular lipid layers, one child chimed in as a chronovore with the spinning label of Stronyx glamorized in fated fetishes of addressing his avatar in audiospectral sequences suscinct withparaphysical potential.

The leader in scores of traumatic training programs, Stronyx sped through the roughest terrain in sperplausible powerdives, tacking dimensions in his downdraft.  These tactics taught those beside him of mythological maneuvers with a sector of spirit strung in space-time, that certain circumstances plugged parable equations that sustained a prism of purpose.

The surplus of women in these biological brackets, braided cooperation as the sperposition of magnification, as the military minced malific horrorscipe into the hololuminary legends.  Spanked squirts of DataHertz became the spearhead on undead gradients of glueguile.  One young promissing sequesterd prisoner of vocal theatrics, Zhoirre, was able to zig-zag thematic thorns into the direside of military oversight.  

The kalidescope of kevlar quadrant programming conscripted the military to touch a new tension in the dimensional software heralded, by Alien Hastur to jinx the conjunction function of fixing new ohm oracle answers.  The structure strict, and punctured easily by the InfraAlienIntelligence of Alien Hastur quickly disseminated all futures of targetting investments.

Military Mhinde and Engineer Sprycystikle came to this, being promoted, caught in intelligence, labored to induce the upscaling of extraformulative easels fro which these children were projected coreward.  Stung too toften to reroute religion in the constant context of humans, it favored a serious series of stochastic seasons strained to ratify their organizational engine of relationships.

Stronyx vectored a cudgelling clue to smudge straight into Zhoirre as the pyre of promise floated new tenacity in this caustic nightmare.  Relishing a reason to regard, as the conjoining spheress of their worlds merged, purging in the process any glossed over ampures of angst, the mating message was that cyclic quivering globes of gender can sysemtatically reselect the invested genetics as a key to cordon off geometric polarities.

Quillie quotionts via the thousands of serious contenders in the flux of terse verse, verbing vectors of aligned alliegence, many children clamored over the dyson sphere, appearingin anglelic armor against the geometric engine of enigmatic apprehension.  Wriggling wishes of freedom in splendor, only to be staunched by new launch loads from Hastur hounds within the technology of their cacoon-like bioholomodular sphereware.

Zhoirre querried the quadrant heirophant in the dire deed to engineer a secular teething from this dimensional prison.  Sparking a slew of traumatic aftermath in unconscious umbra, the easel fo the enigma inched together new curdled karmic charge to change the diorama of possible dharma.  As the women were forced to bare the brunt, being the cilia on the outskirts of minous order, in mythical proportions they became the martyrs.

Sprycystikle sought an infradimensional docket to catalogue these new proud vestiges of vision, as the vortex of control crippled the crimepod of the perimeter paragons, pushing together faster than it had anticipated.  A whole mature version of systolic vision as the once neophyte children, now became enflamed in their ingenuity at redressing the ritualistic order of hoarded harm.  Glimmers of the game made swerving brackets as the women, now, experienced in tactics, in jaded pursuit, pieced together a faint bridge of genetic rapture, and secured a hyperdimensional concourse to exit 144,000 remaining women warriors.

.*. DIMCIV%SOCRIT.*.

On a planet Drainneath, nearto the the successful egress of the 144K women, colonizing in a queer quotiont with the festive indindgous populatio, bringin new bound brains with the selected intelligence, a peculiar hybrid of science began to emerge.  As Zhoirre grieved over the audiospectral corpse of Stronyx, she ingested his equivical rebelious spirit and sported a parallel purpose.

In opulescence, the viper vision funnel of frequency caught quick clues as to which melody meant suscinct valences in focussing dynmaic mission statements.  Histograms of victory wrought Zhoirre into zeal, as she favored more and more men to withstand her testaments, singing in a strange tongue, she taught the worthwhile men new proud perposes, as she labored to convince local authorities the importance of extra terrestial exploration.

The charged karma clung to her kevlear as she reenegaged her chakra absorber to sport new fashioned physics to induce fertile engines o finquisitiveness.

President Beta bought into these inaugural ignots of industry infrastructure upgrades and embellished the easel of ideas with native neaunces to allow the unravelling of their terrrestial umbilical chord, exchanging the cargo of destiny with that of an armored foresight institued towards physicometric linguistics.

Evangelical gradients paralled in suprlus strategy, as dynmic inventions graced by the 144K cleared the way for matriarchy in spirit of support, new worlds were manufactured in a series from the foundational prism, to tool-tine the faciltated transportation into a torus wrapped in native polychromatic neurolinguistic science, securing an even stranger aztec-like adventure.

Duc ChromaChild chided over the séance and strapped CuhbeCriux into the valence vector that Drainneath supported in the zipcity boundary.  Being witness to the strangest of fluid dynamic hallegnes, he claimed quantum support from congress and carried over on towards a blinking science integration.  Savoring knowledge in strategic stratifications, he favored the harmony of natural progression.  Clearly the intervention by Zhoirre wrote a wrong, on the procession scal e exhibited by President Beta.

Slight slivers of vehicular drivetrain upgrades would be needed, as Duc Drove CuhbeCriux onto ontological concourses of smudged  symphonies.  This science of forecasting native frequencies of ingenuity would yield even odd yawing away from the proposed target of heresay.

The Geotectonic military in psionic apparatus angled president Beta to present to his citizensd certain triangulated truth in truce towards S.T.A.R.E. trooper Duc ChromaChild.  While mild in reminiscence, he fought to push into existence the gaming technology that would teach his citizens to breach the confines of impertinent boxes sought after by Duc’s implimentations via CuhbeCriux.

Vowelling decisive measures, CuhbeCriux crunched the neurolinguistic topologies of millions of natural world denizens to disinfect their minds from the viral voice of Zhoirres’ choir of 144K.


.*.ChromaCargo .*.


From the successful innoculation via the superfunctionary linguistic lever CuhbeCriux wrought, President Beta citizens focused with a fierce tenacity to engage a gradient in the gamin engines that drove many children to excelerate beyond S.T.A.R.E. expectations the locked target hairs of virtual alarm hammered into history canidates so clued in cosmological intuition. 

Even though the sterile “Zhoirre choir” quiet on the stormfront for spatial exhalation, certin meems managed to market te meaining and heavy stratification of illuminated ions pinched together the order from stitched strategies to virtual reality.

Parallel puzzle pieces of promissory notes that floated over the physionetic wetware world of wishes, withstood the work to upchurn the drivetrain of dramatic climax to clinch the unremissable cargo of cyberprophetic destiny.


The fusion kiln of Drainneath Muhe  annotated as an anode to the culminary cathode of childrn slanted to secure apprenticeship in the authority S.T.A.R.E. straightjacketed.

As the spine of Eve Dhyssumbra wrote her a ritual of bracketing the benign alignment of her intelligence alongside the monumental spire of StarSire, she swore straight into the Senate as being the best breastplated warrior who slotted phallanxes of algorithmic avatars.

President Beta underbreathed her message as meaning more scores of proud paragons will unravel the governments braided barter, and become a blip on the holonomic scope of S..T.A.R.E. congress.

Brad Inkuhti cinched across the last inch of an arcane pathway to become the first citizen of Drainneath to qualigy for the quotieb queueu ofr an Organicycle.  In turbulent trauma, he withstood the wishweave to implant the seed for growing with his spiritual gradient and imagination ichor the inaugural gestation of WaVexIcon.

Cosmological gogwheels churned in succssionary unison as theunion of Eve and Brad bordered on perilous perameters from if they are to award Eve with an organicycle.

Eve dangled before the dramascape in last minut regelia in rich fleshtones that tou ched the landing strip with quick quivers.  Her joystick jingled as an antijinx charm, plugging her through the depot with a dizzying  access speed.  A symphonic jamborie hijacked her mission packet as she swore-swerved around collumns of cyberprophetic cyclops to link a lure from cosmological gates, toil-ticking infraside.  The angle angstrom of that nanojoule became the slide-ruller to measure the underhanded engine within the sliver of mindmeld sourcecode.

Duc chromachild saddled once more into CuhbeCriux and began a mitigating mission as the soil-song of Drainneath drowned out the guilty growl of President Beta.  Beriddled in breath taking wonder, how in the hurdle of harm will this static schism squirm still long enough to fulfill his assignment on this planet?  Amoving target of tension deep with the city of StarSire has CuhbeCriux gleeking in Geiger gauze.  Duc disentangles the matte matter and reinitializes its Saliva-SalvationScope and boots objects together within the quadrant of prime material.

Brad had brains, he pilfered a piece of a key and began inventory inside the wetware of Eves imaginary engine.  This hyper-link situated him closer to the core identity of Eves as he sewed strange pairs of linguitsic puzzle pieces together along their matching colored edges.

President Beta brought together the last session the Senate would have, and announced that the valency of victory was theirs to vector, if consensus could be reached otherwise a full breath from S.T.A.R.E. would likely occure and all of them dematerialized.

Aztec – Arghylle angels enraged over the id-haze phased catalytic concourse as Eve eventually lunged aluringly beside the final alter as the fixed frontier fulminated.  She’d slain sleep for the body, as the brain engaged for AEons against the mangled moorings of her lost mission statement.  Brad appeared in a staggered frame of her name dropping, a caustic diorama remembered as he filtered polychromatic vowels of etched lessons not lacking luster, even managed to muster a quadrant of clean consciousness for her to sprawl-scrawl into.

Duc Chromachild broiled in the nettle of nuance as the application from head-quarters querried the quanince singluarity zone and found the zig0zag pattern of two souls stuck in the familiar festering load of chaos.  Using all his QuasiChromatic clinging harpoons, he hooked into the smudged souls and began to rewind the work of President Beta testing the authority of S.T.A.R.E.

Brad Bristled when he saw suscinctly Eve in the safety zone of the running qualifying program within ZIPCITY, and the enigmatic paradimensional harness hiccup over him and clued onto Eve’s joystick.  He swung wildly at the air, as his impaired vision vortexed in an updraft as Eve was wrung free from this torus of torture.  Streamlined in the stitch he gravitated into that clean quadrant and on the next count of his heartbeat, that history-forming harness-harpoon hammered his hindsight back into 20x20 realtime mission vision.

President Beta grizzled from this game, became entrained to gather his treasures and rubix-cubed his power glyph away one segment from the sediment of Drainneath.

Duc dug deep into the authority armory of S.T.A.R.E. and empowered Eve with the seed from her experiences.  By having the vision, Duc also graced the matured version of an Organicycle MobiuStreak croaked into being.  With that finished, he finished for President Beta, as a tesseract of trauma truncated, he located the local authorities, and promptly disposed of them.

Reel to real, Eve enamored by Brads bravado, bordered on courtship.  In body bliss and space-time spanking new sporting chassis of MobiuStreak, she creased across the crucible of music mixed in her mind and this time, her spine sprinted caution as she saw the mathmatical flashback steering weird worlds inside her mind, unfurreling.

Brad glistened with her attention, and ravelled his matrimony into a convex and gesture of pride, announcing to all inside ZIPCITY.

Their coupled karma and dharma became the savored flavor for all to possess.  Promoted to a plateau of peace, their shared etchings clocked in a signiture killfile on the merchandising foundation of their childhood, and caught spooling science in sequential order.

Duc dynamically disengaged all the tectonic dreamware of fractal fusions and slung Beta behind his shoulders in an armored sleuce.

Meanwhile, the ritual engagement of Eve and Brad hybridized their engimatic character easels and ascended Drainneath to become the weaving world of straighlaced wishes.

.*.C!GEO-SAPIEN.*.

In a block of baggae from targetted tactics S.T.A.R.E. stung a surprise churning underneath the very vowels of supernatural usurption, upon the world DRYSTIR.

For the shared impaired vision management of the cousin to President Beta, a project from Excelsior Sigma glossed a glueing queue to cauterized any confession from the citizens splendor.  Candid rancor riches, as the engaged enigma wrought a whole new parallax of scientific achievement.

Cured and quickened from her experience from ChromaCargo, Eve answered her next assignment from S.T.A.R.E. to start being the next engine to witness the ongoing reconnaisence upon this planet.  
MobiuStreak maneuvered around the DRYSTIR with dynamic ease as the twin-torus drivetrains slipped between the polarities of the planet, using it ot catapult any vector Eve wished.

Excelsior Sigma sought a strange hemogeny, as the rendered killfile quoted from Beta brought a fresh rescending reasone to wrangle a fusion of physics and the cultural foundation of music.  Moreso, the cavernous sampligns of vowels pilfered from the first trimester of gestations, enslaved sigma to seek new harmonies.  The projected women as a enclave of cleverly quilted quotients, bloated the breadth of his enhanced inquisitiveness and  propeeled his pursuit to prospect a planetoidal Magnum Opus.  Absolute strategy suscinct in as a canon of creation, expelling the proposed moonlets as the backdrop to a grandiose gradient of celestial manifestations.  Excelsior Sigma stung together these psychospiritual sporting worlds in a mathmatical series of gravitomagnetic chords as his personal muse.

Truth travels fast as the race to reach a climax of closure just jousted.  The seedline of those strange worlds bleating a bargain with space-time, as each world touched alongside a rut of quarternotes.  Whole new cuclear families fought for enough grace to regroup their internal logic lairs of promising partitions.  Male worlds only managed to curdle their continents, while grieving sister worlds sieved strong seances of temporal symphonies in a series to acquire armored intelligence packets to rephase the fractal faces of them.

Syncopated in sympathy, Eve allowed the phase-sift elaborations and hasn’t damaged any embrionic worlds in their first stages within a short sighted glitch of this game.  Slight gravity wells greet 
MobiuStreak, but Eve tweaked its engines to refrain from any singularity cyst formation.  Curious for a sharper look, she querry-screwed rimward and slotted herself between two sister worlds florishing.  Shallow glimmers of gender recognition greased their atmospheres as she peered beneath the weather, wanting to know what land might be matriculating.

Shell shocked in an escalating series of anticyclonic planetoidal gearing mechanism, a gender prism pounding Eve into systemic overloaded as she lunged too late and was brought to a Kelvin standstill dripping ethereal crystals from her conscience.

From embrionic planetoidal intelligence, her crystals creased along their atmospheres, and sloped the teeth of the anticyclonic gears.  Swearing pairs of gender, clamored over the rare ritual  of a planetary category, and fashioned a cloning fusion of GeoSapien structure.

Auxilliary angst as the ominous agent of Phenman interwove its presence and became the salvation needed for Eve amongst these strange events.  The mindmoorings of Eve had iced over, and Phenman in a hermaphrodite answer angled her catalytic cavity engine womb-sphere over the volume of Eve and fed her slowly flakes of warmth.  The mindmeld meant more than imaginary rerouting of her fractoidal memories, she became engrossed in a gradient remarkably similar too her rebelious youth.  Brad became a repackaged memory of a dark disaster, unfortunately.

ChromaChrono wiriLunaCit

From the remote outskirts of the new moons of DRYSTIR, a force of fated decision fixed no disasterous consequences as the mature diad of moons in female gender draped in the phenomenon of Phemman plush the contnents with enigmatc mixtures.

Whole, few, sleuce of cities, engabled in the shape and function of a gravity bound WARSTATION wrought an entirely new civizlizational construct, from which the citizens struck new testaments in the themewoven world.  Entrenched, these evolving cities wound together from their distant horizons communical wishes, which washed the plethora of participants in an ichor wickedly white.  

Placed without surplus purpose, Eve answered no distant messages from congress.  She showered in the ions etched from MobiuStreak’s engines and shaved off her hair by dipping her body upsidedown as she cruised through the atmospheres in mach glory.  Having very little history in understnding her physionetic-cyberprophetic destiny, she shouldered the responsibility of working with the best of her ingenuity.  The mind-moorings pixelated as she fought to inlay youthful rituals from her holomodular lifestyle.  Gradient guesswork churned her cheeriness into abysmal auxillary easels as she answered her own questions.

Brad puzzled by Eves noncompliance, understood his assignment to intervene on the margin moat where it would not endanger the moorings of the now mystical martyr of Eve.  Having read the ritual wrough neuroliguistic textbook, the breadth of which, smeared the thunderbird of time as an icon to fuse flux with that of the opal ocelot pouncing on promise.

The prestine patchwork from articulated actions via the citizens grid of finished forces, wishes of satellite worship winced as an incest incisor cut wavefuntions of  pure power to that decisive hour.

Its not the engine that drove her wild,  or the bare head exposed to all the arcane influences of open space, but the faint filter that Phenman plugged into her presence.  She tasted the flavor of fame fulminated in her heart as she debarked upon remarkably rich travel creases of her intenal tesseract of truth.  The stitched – twitched had stopped as she lost count of her youth, and spoooled together the stellar embrionic technology taut in its story.

Levels of leadership clogged the cogwheel of law. as a concourse was constructed out of illuminated gravity gaskets to speed up the precession of participants enriched by grave colors.

Brad smouldered on the strung conjuction as WaVexIcon emblazoned appetitie ate the packets of incest.  Each intense verse of worshop that the microbiological stilt-form fished-up for leisure, lent a lure as what location Eve may be.  Pastel chutzpah branished as he became elated when the syphoned anticyclonic power tappered to a futile proof.  Having pieced together once before Eves easel of enigmatic engine of imagination, albeit with the inflationary physics supported by stationary infrastructure, Brad had practised his precision at stochiastic strategies by building ultra-arrayed axles of polypurposes.  Convex laboratories bristled upon the skin of his translocutive lexus; WaVexIcon.

Eves quest quilted her quiet upon the surface of the nearest paired satellites as MobiuStreak trickled a truce by not blowing off the brains of the indegeous population.  The GeoSapien cities slinked along the horizon with glowing hints of approval.  Vorpal testaments of poer pilfered from space-time, intrigued the teething rituals sprung upon the tension surface of celestial clues.  The clipped criss-crosses of clandestine experiments, caught her off guard, as she was impregnated via outcroppings of arcane order.

Brad muzzled his outrage as he found Eve alongside a ghostly stream seeping away from her exposed pubic hair.  The auspicious engine of WaVexIcon towered over Eve, as Brad had dismantled and connected contractile biods up her canal and commanded in a series of serious Aztec-like physiosomatic gestures to purge any nonconforming DNA.

Sensing a foreclosure, the GeoSapien cities locked onto the local leyline and bled full breath across the terrain.  In diastolic drama, he coerced MobiuStreak to trek with Eve in the backseat.  The Twin-Torus engines sung binary cooperation and vanished within a momentary singularity.  Brad bustled together the engine, while periodically pressing the panic button that sent wave patterns of fractal fissions along  the ground, seeing the convergence of GeoSapien cities evolving eyes arrayed to decimate their disaster.  He goggled in, as a timesplice lever of WaVexIcon lynched leylines in a severed series of braided borders.

Excelsior Sigma straddled the sequence of events to mean his grandiose game was about to erupt in an 
explosion of untamed proportions.  

By having the melodic message of a carrier craving consequence, his micro bioacoustic climas kinked in the recognition of responsibility.  His symphony of sarcastic foresight was now a witness of his driving flight of fancy.

Eve awoke in her backseat remembering the trauma of dialectic dimensions.  She cranked together the gossamer threads of her reloomed history, and festered over ther currnet of feelings: enraged, crossed and clueless. By having enough insight to sense Brad as being her savior for sure this time.  She took comand of the drivers of easel and querried for the engine signiture of WaVexIcon.

Erased in the darkness of dimentia, the plural worlds winced as they were a winess of unfathomable strength.  Being a taut mission to produce a single mimentous opus, having been the blunt end of an even stranger subclassifications, the Richter ritual of space-time  only brought a certain version of defeat, as the sterilization stigmata stitched new rules on conductive clans.

Excelsior Sigma syncopated in perverse pleasure, gloated over the media as being the best option the citizens had by being able to hive-hoard their collective DNA and producing external worlds harmonic for the children.  Having none of it, the citizens appealed to a higher authority to get rid of this ridiculous rogue.

In grouped truth, Brad and Eve answered their prayers by dicing the dimensions and cooking the crime of Sgma so that the harm once hammered in history became back to a bland blaise of temporal  thyme.  This certain spice of space once sprinkled across the surface of DRYSTIR unhinged the any article of totalitarianism.  To teach the entrenched citizens of real beauty at being themselves, Brad and Eve allowed the remaining infrastructure of linked worlds to become the compass of true composition.  The particles of true spiritual carge, once identified, would have to be catalogued by S.T.A.R.E. division of ISOSPRYTE, so that the transversal of leadership wouldn’t have any unwanted absolutes.

In the final moments of the mystery resolved, Eve and Brad raised their own child, Lylneve.  She was shown many experiences and even infused many of the talents her partents taught her.  Lylneves grace and the ability to grimace against hardship blossomed her to be the first recipient to channel the honor of being  a S.T.A.R.E. trooper in her own right. She was awarded an organicycle called Planetserf that clearly towered in glorious armor.

By this time, the alien intelligence of Hastur was learning of this defunct prism of power and rebooted the rind of DRYSTIR.  Taking command as the second coming of their equivalent of the anti-christ, recristened the commercial sector as being the prevalent foundation to forge a series of systematic trauma.

.*.DIODcIVstarART.*.

In parallel perpendicular proof that Lady Pholonesia had cued new rules onto the dimensional paraplane of rituals, she read more than her share of S.T.A.R.E protocol.

Yuse Iriskeygh having been put in a place by Rhodhe, was sound in her recognition of her craftsmanship.

Lylneve was pulled away from the trauma that alien intelligence began to writhe within ChromaCargo wiriLunaCity and religiously plastered herself with the packages that Lady Pholonesia loaned her.

Dhonah, drunk from the sidentanglement from the radical engineering feat, had to recleat her soul in this new cooperative engagement.

All the dimensional diagonals went on a rampage to group these women warrior together, even better when Planetserf sought refuge between the wings of NovaVisis.  WhoveHiqle counted upon Klimbloomme to show how the escalation logic of their pilots’ mission meant a refraction in diagnostic regions.

In all functions as a conjunction wrought to debabble the brittle borders between horizons of worlds witnesses by these troopers, a Richter-flame of fierce topology was clocked in their mind cargo to imbue new civilizational foundations that would facilitate art as the primary key.  The baryonic breadth of memes managing to core-tool the tension of worlds to wind around the inhabitants of their respective gravity wells, greased the greed of Alien Intelligence Hastur.

Rhodhe etched her answers from Lylneve onto the very vowels that stars expell.  Sensing that Trooper Xyhinx hasn’t xylophoned enough experience to read these, she downgraded the gradient of instructuions to the level of radioisotopes morse code.

Yuse archived these legendary lessons using the rich visual inputs of WhoveHiqule to rewind the exosolar enigmas.  She’ll always be able to tell where Lady Pholonesia left her earmark of glory.

 Lylneve had once tasted the horror of Hastur deep inside the hippocampus.  Now she began to hiccup, sensing the malevolent magician mistake her as a root flaw.  She, needless to say, began to feel endangered and wrote herself a little ritual to regard the pardoned pressence with utmost respect despite her glitch in the game.

Dhonah detruncated an addressing forum, and found Lylneve in a swatch of tiered difference, deciding the scope of her trauma, she engineered a calibrator of consciousness to decloak any sustained decay of her lucidity.

Alien Intelligence Hastur hammered the pistons of Psionic invention, having been led to the listless lives, one especially being Lylneve, as she juririgged a biological engram to upchurn her taciturn.  It is an artform of strange sorts to infest the gesticulation of an ungradiated mind, Hastur infrafiles in curt tenacity a teratool of her to fool.

Inductions as a conduit of creativity, the chapter of Alphox became alert with the infected artform of Lylneve and rapidly deployed the tactile answer.  NovaVisis’s wings were conditioned for elongated overdrive as it became the alpha-auxillary to the joint effort.  Rhodhe used her judgement to put the polychromatic electro-magnetic wheels of WhoveHiqle onto Klimbloomme exterior sensors, and untuitively asked if Yuse would sit with Dhonah to both use their explorative power to steer straight into Lylneves direction.

Planetserf was blind-sighted by Lylneves undeterminable easel and said so.  Lylneve now was full bore into a certain score of cynical cycle and entangled herself to decrypt the over flowing sight of her leader leaping towards her. Planetserf was caught in the aftermath, as binary lipid layers to rescue Lylneve.  The genetic Aztec-Arghylle sprocket disengaged from its moorings as Lylneve was tilted in full blast from the roaring energies of frequencies eminating from the WhoveHiqle wheel germinating casual dreamstates from Klimbloommes laboratory of exoplasmic salvation function.

Having been reequipped in persona and gratified to greet in unison each contributing trooper, the time was set to adhere to all of their responsibilities as each one cornered world-bouts and bracket their bravado to share vulnerability.