― Lord Custos Omicron (Lord Custos Omicron), Thursday, 22 January 2004 14:30 (twenty-two years ago)
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― Lord Custos Omicron (Lord Custos Omicron), Saturday, 31 January 2004 00:52 (twenty-two years ago)
― prima fassy (bob), Friday, 6 February 2004 23:49 (twenty-two years ago)
― Jaunty Alan (Alan), Monday, 9 February 2004 16:20 (twenty-two years ago)
― primá fassy (mwah), Thursday, 12 February 2004 12:51 (twenty-two years ago)
― prima fássy (mwah), Thursday, 12 February 2004 12:52 (twenty-two years ago)
[Screen completely black.]VO: "...so anyhow...I was surrounded..."[Fade In]Sitting at the lunch counter of a dingy roadside diner are three men. The one on the far left is bald and dressed like a 'Shaolin Monk'. The one in the middle is clean shaven and dressed like a 'Hindu Prince'. The one on the far right is a bearded, longhaired hippie dressed in a white robe.VO [Hindu Pruice]: "...luckily I had my trusty vimana..."'Shaolin Monk': "and you whipped it out."'Hindu Prince': "I whipped. it. out!"Hippie and Shaolin look visibly uncomfortable.'Hindu Prince': "Hey...is it *MY* fault you both have such small vimanas!?"[Beat]'Hindu Prince': "No wonder none of you preach Tantra."Screen goes black and loud thumping bass beat begins.Narrarator: "In a world..."Slow fade up to a worms eye view of a huge black office block at night.Narrarator: "...steeped in darkness..."Sudden Flash of Sean Connery with Devil eyebrows and hornsNarrarator: "...and evil...."Cut to a boardroom populated by sinister Cabal of industrialists and drug dealers. As the camera circles the table, the techno drumbeat is joined by an insistent clattering house rhythm punctuated by bursts of Church Pipe organ.Narrarator: "...you need heroes with no fear of death..."The camera pans over to the boardroom's door. it EXPLODES brilliantly!Narrarator: "...Because they are beyond death."The 'Hindu Prince' steps through the gaping hole....Hindu Prince: "Knock Knock!"The 'Hindu Prince', the 'Shaolin Monk' and the 'Beardy Hippie' burst through the door, weilding flaming swords.Now the soundtrack gets wild und funkee! Cut to 'Shaolin Monk' striding confidently across a dusty plain on a bright day.Screen Flashes
Buddha [Shaolin Monk]: "Surely, there must be another way. A peaceful solution...!?"Krishna [Hindu Prince]: "Naaah. We tried that. Look at what they did to the J-man."Jesus [Beardy Hippie]: "I bring not peace, but a sword.."[Stabs flaming sword into coffee table.]
[Now the soundtrack adds martial drumming to the Church Pipe Organ driven house rhythm. And there's an accellerating montage of the following images....The heroes posing heroically; Bad guys turning into demons; Lightning splitting the sky; Gratuitious split second shot of Mary Magdalene undressing; The heroes being heroic; Car chases. The sky filled with sorties of angry angels riding on golden sphinxes and devas flying around on 'flying saucers'; The heroes fighting with stereotypical 'bad guys'; Satanists about to sacrifice a naked chick; Gratuitious, unexplained explosion!; One of the heroes in an evenly matched kung-fu battle; Hot Babe gasping in fear as a shadowy figure looms over her; One of the heroes in a sword fight with a dangerously formidible demon three times his size; as the music reaches a creshendo, one of the heroes is tossed against a wall. The music STOPS!Cut to:The three ragged heroes, bloody, bloody bruised and panting. They are surrounded on all sides. Above them on an alcove is a smartly dressed Sean Connery as Satan, chuckling and gloating.]
Satan: "Silly children. All the others who came before you...Marduk. Thor. L Ron Hubbard. They all ended up working for me in the end. Why not just give up now, and save us all some time."Jesus: "We have all the time in the Universe."
Sudden burst of heavenly trumpets. The music starts up again. The heroes begin kicking serious ass.Montage of heroes being heroic; seducing hot babes; riding on tricked out harleys.Intercut amid the montages of the heroes being heroic are quick flashes of Krishna striding down a dimly lit and narrow hallway, loading a double barrel shotgun and muttering a prayer. After each quick edit, it flashes a sloagan blurb.
Krishna: "I am..."
Krishna: "...become death..."
Krishna: "...the destroyer..."
Krishna: "...of worlds!"
Music creshendos a second time as he kicks open an apartment door and unloads both barrels toward the camera.Screen goes Black.
Cut to:The three heroes striding away from the audience, in full battle regalia. Buddha takes a hit off of a goatskin flask and tosses it to Jesus. As they approach their shining 'Chariot' (actually it's a rocket powered Chevy Nova made entirely out of chrome) Buddha remarks:Buddha: "Hey...thats pretty good communion wine, J-man. Now I feel like punishing some sinners."Jesus: "Let's roll out...and show these fuckers some WRATH!"Krishna: "Fuckin A'!"
Screen goes black one last time to show the credits.
SEAN CONNERY | JESUS CHRIST | SALMA HAYEK | KRISHNA COLIN FERRELL | SIDHARTHA GAUTAMA | JESSE 'THE BODY' VENTURAand introducing MARDUK as himselfin a Dino De Laurentiis production of a Jacque Chicque filmUNHOLY TRINITYComing to a Church, Temple, Synagogue or Shrine near you.
― Lord Custos Omicron (Lord Custos Omicron), Sunday, 22 February 2004 20:58 (twenty-two years ago)
― Lord Custos Omicron (Lord Custos Omicron), Sunday, 22 February 2004 21:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― Lord Custos Omicron (Lord Custos Omicron), Friday, 18 June 2004 10:51 (twenty-one years ago)
Now that nearly every year between 1956 and 2004 has been successfully strip-mined, it might be wise to plan for what happens when we run out of years to play with.I think it might be entertaining/enlightening to do mp3 CDR genre compilations.And so, I have posted this thread as a hub. Here you can post hypothetical tracklists for 700mb mp3 CDR mixes which distill the essence of a genre.Here's some genres (and sub-genres for those who wish to "specialize") to play with...(and feel free to add more to the list.)__________________________________________________________________________________________________________
― Lord Custos Epsilon (Lord Custos Epsilon), Friday, 13 August 2004 12:46 (twenty-one years ago)
― Lord Custos Epsilon (Lord Custos Epsilon), Friday, 13 August 2004 12:47 (twenty-one years ago)
― Lord Custos Epsilon (Lord Custos Epsilon), Friday, 13 August 2004 12:48 (twenty-one years ago)