Dawg had entered his first coma-horizon, the deactivation of his subconscious lobe, the frazzled mind-altering adjustment to the 6th dimension.
The journey is dark and often haunts and infects its graduates for the decades ensuing, but it’s the only tried and trusted treatment for complete bio-integration with the environment... 100% guaranteed!
With Dawg deep in hypnosleep for the next 15 minutes 23.4 seconds, Zorg hacks into a local wireless internet network for mission clues and leads.
Stock exchange equations, mainstream news broadcasts, public forums, weather, science and literature, he downloads the lot in a single zip file to his wristdash. Barnyard animals pleat beneath the pink bats and timber floor below, followed in turn by cackles of laughter and volleys of rapturous cheers.
The journey is dark and often haunts and infects its graduates for the decades ensuing, but it’s the only tried and trusted treatment for complete bio-integration with the environment... 100% guaranteed!
With Dawg deep in hypnosleep for the next 15 minutes 23.4 seconds, Zorg hacks into a local wireless internet network for mission clues and leads.
Stock exchange equations, mainstream news broadcasts, public forums, weather, science and literature, he downloads the lot in a single zip file to his wristdash. Barnyard animals pleat beneath the pink bats and timber floor below, followed in turn by cackles of laughter and volleys of rapturous cheers.
“I must export these figures to Dawg, for it is authentic insight into the psychologies of the natives of this planet.” Through an elongated middle finger over his brothers shiny green head and a swipe of his wrist-dash he exports the information into the unguarded unconscious mind of his twin brother, effectively barging into his evolving wet dream!
Statistically it was an effective time management strategy but on occasions there were adverse effects.
The blending and metamorphosing of images and faces in his celestial consciousness could have side effects, including fragmented overlapping states of perception. The unconscious pilot ultimately loosing it completely, would then fall unaware into a non-manageable chaotic state of polar psychosis, before he even awoke from his sensuous slumber. It was bad news for getting stuff done. Not to mention the psychic insomnia that would also paralyze the afflicted victim afterwards. The same fate accused of the 2 insurgent predecessors who still currently remain MIA somewhere on Earth... *
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The blending and metamorphosing of images and faces in his celestial consciousness could have side effects, including fragmented overlapping states of perception. The unconscious pilot ultimately loosing it completely, would then fall unaware into a non-manageable chaotic state of polar psychosis, before he even awoke from his sensuous slumber. It was bad news for getting stuff done. Not to mention the psychic insomnia that would also paralyze the afflicted victim afterwards. The same fate accused of the 2 insurgent predecessors who still currently remain MIA somewhere on Earth... *
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* Locating the Rogue Rangers was a secondary mission Zorg did not wish to embark on till the completion of the first. He feared the distraction of meeting the 2 distant cousins from back in the hood Ezykiel of the Andromedan outskirts, may present new obstacles to their mission as they had no clue whatsoever who these Rangers were…or what their gig was on earth.
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