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bluepoodle7 · 1 year ago

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#VideosIRemember#Nostalgia#MyThoughts

There was a early MMD of Kaito singing this song in Japanese driving a red car.

But the Beautiful Sunday was in English.

It is gone to time now.

I have this song on my old MP3 but I'm too scared to plug the USB in because I'm scared my computer might erase my 2009 song history and a few of my songs youtube vids are gone with time.

I might buy a speaker later to record it.

Image, videos, and songs not mine but links are there.

Daniel Boone = Beautiful Sunday - YouTube

Category:KAITO Models | MikuMikuDance Wiki | Fandom

I remember when brawl was popular this and the soul eater was popular.

Videos and Images not mine but links are there.

Vampire Skunk (Full Movie) - YouTube

Olive - You're Not Alone (Lyrics) - YouTube

Megaman 2 and Paramore remix: Dr. Wily's crushcrushcrush - YouTube

GIGI D'AGOSTINO - BLA BLA BLA ( OFFICIAL VIDEO ) - YouTube

Gigi D'Agostino Bla Bla Bla - YouTube

Eiffel 65 - Voglia Di Dance All Night - YouTube

'Fighting Fruit' by Kate Bush (1994 Fruitopia commercial) - YouTube

[Flash Animation] Ramen Flash (HD) - YouTube

Attack of the Evil TV - YouTube

Brainless Randy Illbleed Tribute - YouTube

Dancing Samurai (English Sub) - YouTube

☜Kagamine Len☜ - Hot Cocoa (A Restless Night's Song) + English & Romaji Lyrics - YouTube

Japanese Horse WTF!?!!? - "Get Down/ゲッダン" - YouTube

Kitsune^2 - Rainbow Tylenol - YouTube

Vampire Skunk (Full Movie) - YouTube

WAFAW HD REMASTER - YouTube

WAFAW HD REMASTER PART 2 - YouTube

no dreams - YouTube

Spirit Never Dies Anime AMV - YouTube

Real ninjas (naruto) - YouTube

Fridge Raiders - Chicken Bites ad - YouTube

Education Connection Commercial Jingle - YouTube

FreeCreditReport.com all 9 commercials - YouTube

Sherwood - Middle of the Night - YouTube

Royksopp - Remind Me - YouTube

Röyksopp - Remind Me - 4K Restoration - YouTube

Rainbow Road - YouTube

Smash Eater 2 - YouTube

star fox ipod add - YouTube

Pendulum - Fasten Your Seatbelt HD - YouTube

Otherworldly Foe - EarthBound - YouTube

I remember seeing this one on Newgrounds before youtube was a thing.

I'm so old.

Smooth Sephiroth (youtube.com)

Buckle Your Pants (Beta Mix) - Battleblock Theater - YouTube

This one is long but it's a nice mix of all the songs and each song transitions to the next nicely.

Fantastic Plastic Machine - Sound Concierge #404：Electric Carnival (2004) (youtube.com)

Smokey Bear don´t play with fire English and Spanish (youtube.com)

I'm surprised these characters in the PSA didn't get fanart yet.

This gives me Happy Tree Friends, Drawn Together, KND, and Team Rocket vibes.

The ticket guy is pretty neat. This evil guy that gives me Nostalgic Critic mixed with Villainous vibes.

Russian PSA to Keep Kids From Riding on Top of Trains! (youtube.com)

JSC Central PPK - You Can't Buy Brains: Free Riders 2 (2016, Russia) - YouTube

Garage Kids (youtube.com)

Jamiroquai- Love Foolosophy lyrics (youtube.com)

Want It, Need It / Hold Me Comparison (youtube.com)

JerryTerry - Kiss Me (Kill Me) Song Only with Lyrics - YouTube

Oh Oh Oh Sexy Vampire - Disko Warp feat. Fright Ranger (Radio Gosha) (youtube.com)

Kiss Me Kill Me / Odyssey [Eurobeat] (youtube.com)

MANUEL / GAS GAS GAS【Official Lyric Video】【頭文字D/INITIAL D】 (youtube.com)

Initial D - Deja Vu (youtube.com)

Initial D - Running in The 90s (youtube.com)

John Doe Game OST - "Creepy Place" (youtube.com)

About John Doe + OST (youtube.com)

John Doe - HOUSE HUNTED OST + Cutscenes (youtube.com)

Hello Karl (youtube.com)

MEME (animatic) | Pick a flower | Maison Talo | House Hunted | Buru (oc) (youtube.com)

Twelve Forever | Buttwitch Theme song (youtube.com)

StanleyMOV Sings Super Mario Galaxy I Was Never Book Smart I'm Money Smart! (youtube.com)

OTHER STORIES - FPM (youtube.com)

nobody here (youtube.com)

Pop'n music CM (youtube.com)

【House Hunted | 手书】ド屑 (youtube.com)

House Hunted | NAKISO ド屑 Maison Talo × YOU ( ос @kaifei29 ) на русском (youtube.com)

[ House hunted × OC ] / エバ (에바) / 柊キライ (youtube.com)

YBG Ep.3: Deal Maker 🔞 - YouTube

Candy Colors (End Zone) - M&M's: The Lost Formulas (youtube.com)

SpaceKids Soundtrack (MS-DOS AdLib) (youtube.com)

Ail/Seijūrō Ginga/Alan Granger Voice Comparison (youtube.com)

Title Screen - Decap Attack (youtube.com)

Jello Pudding Snacks Wiggle & Jiggle (2006) commercial (youtube.com)

Mamotte Shugogetten's Saa (youtube.com)

YOUR EYES - TATSURO YAMASHITA (youtube.com)

Further (youtube.com)

Sherwood - Middle of the Night (youtube.com)

Agehachou (youtube.com)

VivaSoul - The Last Scene (youtube.com)

Killing Me Softly With His Song (youtube.com)

Just The Two Of Us (youtube.com)

Illbleed - A Losing Battle (Boss) (youtube.com)

The Battle With Reynolds - Illbleed Music (youtube.com)

Illbleed - Park Music Synthwave [Primary Slot Remix] (youtube.com)

Who Done It (youtube.com)

8-bit Too Many Cooks -Too Many Hours - Music By Rush Coil (youtube.com)

VivaSoul - The Last Scene (youtube.com)

Gemusetto Machu Picchu - Openings (youtube.com)

YOUR EYES - TATSURO YAMASHITA (youtube.com)

Magic ways #เพลงญี่ปุ่นแป��ไทย (youtube.com)

【ファミコン風】園内BGM ～ILLBLEED (youtube.com)

Illbleed (Dreamcast) early promo video (youtube.com)

【PV】I WAS IN LOVE - FPM feat. 細美武士 (the HIATUS) (youtube.com)

【MUSIC VIDEO】Fantastic Plastic Machine (FPM) / don't you know (2006 "imaginations") (youtube.com)

PE'Z - Hale no sola sita ～LA YELLOW SAMBA～ (youtube.com)

Fantastic Plastic Machine / a world without love feat. BONNIE PINK (youtube.com)

This song sounds like a night club level in a video game with the boss randomly rambling in the background watching you before battling.

Fantastic Plastic Machine / Love Is Psychedelic feat. Tyron Francis (youtube.com)

WE GO FOR GOD #Pokemon25 (youtube.com)

This is well done.

This is what Silvagunner songs that are well mixed together feel like to me.

Ribs [SFM] (youtube.com)

Pasta Night but it's Deltarune (youtube.com)

Vs. Metal Sonic (Beta Mix) - Sonic Mania (youtube.com)

Boss Battle Fusion Collab (youtube.com)

Lonely Rolling Star (Alpha Version) - Katamari Damacy - YouTube

Peace of Mind (costume wardrobe) - Balan Wonderworld OST (youtube.com)

Balan's Bout - Balan Wonderworld OST (youtube.com)

Balan Wonderworld Soundtrack - The Firefighter with Heroic Aspirations (Main Theme) (youtube.com)

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owemamu · 5 months ago

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venus-says · 4 years ago

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Healin' Good Precure Episodes 19-20

Anju looks good in purple.

I'm gonna be honest with you all here, I don't know how to start this one. I've watched these two episodes back to back TWICE and I have so many mixed feelings, I have no idea how to put my thoughts in a cohesive order for this post to make at least a little bit of sense. So bear with me because I have a lot of conflicting emotions.

So beginning from the basic stuff, Episode 19 was strong, with great emotional moments, and I loved it for almost all of its run-time. Episode 20 was a bit of a letdown, the emotional parts didn't work as well, and what were supposed to be great moments felt like they needed a little more gas to me, and how things were solved in this episode made me like the previous one a little less than I did on my first watching.

You see, my major problem with how both of these episodes went down is that the pay off for the build-up wasn't exactly that satisfying.

When the matter is Mid-season Cures, my preference will always go to when the character that will become said Cure has already been introduced before because these are characters we already know and already had some development so when the "Curefication" happens that moment feels like a turning point or an essential moment for those previously established characters arcs. When they become Cures, it's rewarding, it's exciting, and when they need to integrate that character with the original group it feels more natural because they already knew each other, at least to a certain level.

Cure Earth's case falls under the situation I like the least, where a character comes out of nowhere, transforms, and saves the day. And I don't know how to feel about those situations because I don't know that character, I don't know how I should feel about them. When they just appear it's not a rewarding build-up, it's frustrating. It feels like a Cure Ex-Machina and it can ruin what in other circumstances could've been a great moment. And the way things happened in these two episodes felt just like that.

Episode 19 was everything centered around Rate, it was an episode where we finally got to know more of her and see her thoughts for once in a situation where the girls had to run to fight a monster right after. She was sick, she was feeling weak and powerless, and the entire episode was walking in a path where Rate would be the main star. Whatever happened there, it should be Rate in the spotlight, it was Rate's moment. But in the end, she didn't do anything and she was just the poor, defenseless little puppy that she has been all this time along. And in Episode 20 she was robbed even more of her spotlight, she didn't even get a chance to help in the battle like the other healing animals and it felt like such a missed opportunity. The sensation I had was that originally Rate was supposed to give a group power-up at this moment and this would be like a level up for her, but because they're so bound in this "Sixth Ranger" tradition they changed the focus to a character that literally didn't exist before she was needed to exist.

And I feel like I would be more okay with this if Rate at least had an active participation in creating Asumi and making her Cure Earth, you know? Rather than making Teatinu being the one who awakened the spirit, it could've been Rate that did it, it would show how powerful she is and how much she has grown and it would go hand-in-hand with her conflicts we've seen earlier in the episode. It would also serve as the reason why Asumi feels so connected with Rate and her strong feelings about protecting her, without mentioning it would explain why Rate was able to bond with her and turn her into her Cure partner immediately instead of the three characters that for 20 episodes have been giving their all to take care of her.

With that being said, I also had many things that I liked in these two episodes. Seeing the girls caring for Rate in Episode 19 was very endearing, Nodoka waking up in the middle of the night to give her comfort, Chiyuu skipping club activities to be with her because she's concerned, Hinata taking advice from costumers of her family's clinic to give help on her own way, even Nodoka's father that was there just to be comic relief, all of these moments were pretty sweet.

And the magical-girl-centered part of the episode was pretty good as well. For example, I like that because Rate is sick with a real illness she can't feel the Earth calling for help so the girls go unaware of the Mega-Byougen wreaking havoc in the mountains which gave Batetemoda a huge head start so the monster was stronger than usual which lead to the cures being trapped in that situation, that eventually lead to Rate taking up action where it gave Batetemoda a chance to capture her which triggered Cure Earths birth at that moment. Aside from the problem of a character coming out of nowhere, it was a natural progression of events that had me on the edge of my seat for the entire second half of the episode.

And Earth's entrance was pretty cool as well, the way she fought the Mega-Byougen doing all of those jumps and kicks was amazing, and seeing her creating an Elemental Bottle made me go crazy. Her second fight on Episode 20 was even better, going toe-to-toe with Batetemoda and sweeping the floor with him and the powered-up Mega-Byougen, that was awesome. My mind went places when she reveals she's not a human, and that she's technically a newborn. That paired with how clueless she is about everything and how she acts a little silly at times made it for an awesome time following her around. I joked about it on twitter, but Asumi sounds exactly like Anju from PriChan, and not just because Mimori Suzuko is doing the exact same voice she does for Anju but because this "cluelessness" reminds me a lot of how Anju acts sometimes whenever she's hiding her true identity. I'm just waiting for the time where someone will do an AMV of Cure Earth with Fortune Karat playing in the background and an edit of Anju's coord change with Earth transformation song playing as the background.

Oh, and by the way, can we talk about how freaking gorgeous she is? Both in civilian and Cure form. Earth is one of the prettiest Cures ever and if you don't think so I recommend you to leave because I don't think we can be friends (jk, I condemn favorites shaming XD). I love her transformation, I love her attack, I love her weapon. I'm all here for these aesthetics and I have no doubt that in a couple of weeks I'll be here with an "I ♡ EARTH" headband and two purple lightsticks going "GO EARTH! GO EARTH!" because of that. Like, I can get tired of it??? From Rate's running to Asumi, to her grabbing Rate's little paws, to them snuggling each other TWICE, how her hair changes, and how she gets her earrings and the winged headpiece everything in that transformation is perfect. And gosh, the attack, after 20 episodes with attack animations that weren't all that exciting or inventive how fresh it feels to have a Healing Hurricane to blow us all away.

I think from these episodes the only thing I can't forgive it's the villains' side of things, again. Like, they just lost their more interesting member, and now I just don't feel as engaged with the villains once more. Also, that power-up thing coming from a Mega-Byougen fragment was also a bit meh. More because we haven't really seen that being mentioned before, you know? And it's not like they didn't have the chance to explain it either, I believe Batetemoda was born from something with similar properties so they could've introduced this element before. I don't know, I'm just sad my good boy is gone and now we're stuck again with those boring three and the main villain that probably had less screen time than a side character so far.

Another sadness was the new ending. I'm sorry y'all but I don't like this song, I don't like this dance, I don't like the visuals for this ending, and I'm just very sad. I'm gonna miss Miracle tto Link♡Ring SO SO MUCH... and this Ending doesn't even have hints for what the next season will be, I'm sad.

Oh well, like I said CONFLICTING FEELINGS, I'm a mess but I hope I could pass my point to everyone. If you have anything to share about these episodes or my thoughts please let me know in the comments down below. I believe that's all for now, don't forget to stay healthy, stay safe, and never stop resisting. Thank you so much for reading, and until the next time, Healin' Goodbye~

#Healin' Good Precure #precure

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vandahlcourte · 7 years ago

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If And Only If: Time Tear unedited materials. Part 5

Brenda

“You don’t get to meet him, ever.“

Brenda could tell her new friend was a drama queen and maybe had traces of histrionic personality. So, real meaning: he’s a dude; he’s young; if he’s in the mood to talk to a girl irl instead of just online, I will meet him, when and where the two of us choose, and what you just said is completely meaningless. But humoring her right now would cost nothing.

So: “I understand,” was Brenda’s reply, plus: “it’s too big of a security risk. Furthermore, the less information we know, the less we can spill in an interrogation if we’re ever captured.“ This had her friend Madhvi at ease. Brenda at first made the mistake of considering her to be very “Americanized.”

Brenda had in fact misunderstood her. Madhvi had been born here. It was her parents, each of them, who immigrated with their families from Madras and Tamil when they were both roughly preschool age. Madhvi was as American as Brenda or Irving. For some reason, she had never met any American-born ethnic Indian people in San Antonio. Austin was too distant right now – that was middle school. The ones she knew of were all immigrants, at universities on student visas, or otherwise resident aliens born in India.

Austin was a slightly different social climate, she’d always been told and vaguely remembered but now noticed it, as she was finally back. You could see it in parts of S.A. You could see it at La Sardiña and Mud Hutter‘s and in the SAC area. But in Austin, it was everywhere. And that included at the Ligustrum Café location on South Congress near her old neighborhood.

It sounded like a good idea at first: communicating like it was pre-telegraph 1800s. No electronic signals whatsoever. Only snail-mail and only physical meetings. Written documents only. Okay, the three of them had cheated a bit and used their disconnected phones, in airplane mode, to photograph each other’s written documents.

Irving had suggested photocopying them. They agreed that in the future, that would be the procedure. But for the first meeting, it was just too much information to spend a couple of hours driving around and then making copies. The documents would be printed when they returned home, and the original photos wiped.

Luckily, all three of them had shown up to their meeting in possession of their old, deactivated phones as well as their real phones. It seems like everyone has an old one gathering dust somewhere. But in airplane mode and with WiFi off, this couldn’t really be counted as online. Right? But it was electronic. Only now, the plan was to go online. With the help of Madhvi’s genius hacker friend known only as “Cryptomancer.“ A great idea, if he wasn’t an NSA agent. Now admittedly, she was being somewhat dramatic.

Supposedly, large files would be sent both encrypted and then steganographically hidden in video files. Each of us liked our own particular kind of anime. The videos would

be some scenes from Made in Abyss, perhaps an interlude with Inuyasha and Kagome, Chunibyo... mixed up with some of the recent Ancient Magus’ Bride, and maybe even some old Ah! My Goddess! So pretty much anything we like, set to music that we selected – in other words AMV. Except before sending them to each other, we would apply a program to them that would imbed the encrypted files into the video file. Anyone observing our activities would merely see some people exchanging their AMV creations. To add to the realism, we would use our existing YouTube channels to upload them, but the YouTube versions wouldn’t have any data hidden in them if someone were to download.

If this oddball Cryptomancer wasn’t some kind of plant, it would be an excellent alternative to all the pussyfooting around like it was 1839. But in truth that had been Brenda’s idea , inspired by Renaldo, to thwart the electronics spooks by going low tech.

It was those nights that she had first spoken to Wheeler and Renaldo. On the one after Wheeler’s mom couldn’t remember and after an hour of sleep, then another hour of tossing and turning, Brenda remembered Intergalactic by the Beastie Boys and went to the garage! That silly vid of their dad that she and Rosa had thought was such a riot all those years ago: it triggered the memories again and plunged her immediately back into full consciousness sitting up in bed.

Her older sister was home from college. Right. All the way home from UT. Brenda had wondered why she bothered living there in a dorm when she could’ve just saved money and lived at home and commuted... that was when she was still 17 and a high school senior and didn’t get it yet. She’d graduated and actually did get it now. Anyhow, Rosalinda still had laundry going out there in the machine. It reminded her of stuff Renaldo said about using some ideal white-noise-to-pink-noise ratio to hinder maser or laser window attacks. His voice droned on in her head, like an audio Tetris effect.

In a hermetically sealed – or at least plastered with packing tape – dollhouse box that was never unpacked since their last move, were papers: artwork, sketchbooks, some class notes, doodlings… And hopefully the Stalko-Taco writers’ guide!

Weird Shapes

It was Eileen, before the humans had captured her and held her in a psychiatric facility, who had coached them on using ceilings. Since gravity didn’t really have to matter to them, they could hang out while plastered to a ceiling just as easily as they could blend in with wallpaper, paneling, stucco, or whatever else on a wall. It worked superbly if there were no lighting fixtures on the ceiling. Brenda’s parent’s garage had been perfect.

She did not see them at all that night and had no idea they were watching her every move. It wasn’t until later meeting an actual Superhero

from the future who could fly, stay under water as long as whales could, and heal wounds like a Whitelighter from Charmed... that she was fitted with a type of implanted device that not only allowed her to see their every move, but also make herself invisible to them.

But on this night they were free to observe Brenda as much as they wanted. Not that it mattered too much; they were basically just relieved to learn that things were going exactly the way they were hoping for.

Back to Brenda

It was at a five-day long creative writing camp one summer, enough years ago that she still felt a morbid fascination with Creepypastas. A few other kids there also wanted to choose a CP as their topic, so she had to participate in a drawing, and the character whose name she pulled out of the basket was none other than Stalko-Taco.

She was to produce a writer’s guide: set of conditions that open source writers could use when creating Stalko-Taco stories. For example, an old Star Trek writer’s guide would contain basic information: there’s a Federation, the Klingons, the Romulans, etc. It would prevent an amateur writer from committing a faux pas such as having a captain violate the prime directive – one who wasn’t Kirk, anyway – or using a cloaking device on a stardate that was before encountering Romulans in Balance of Terror, and so on.

Brenda got about as far as “It was a dark and stormy night.“ Maybe not quite that bad. But after one line and five minutes of staring at paper, a boy named Travis offered to switch with her and let her do Zalgo. She and Travis exchanged photocopies of everything they produced by the end of the day. In addition to his most excellent storyline in which he went above and beyond the assignment to give an example of an actual story that might have been written by someone using the cannon restraints of his writer’s guide, for reference, he had just stapled on a print out of the original creepypasta story on Stalko-Taco.

If any of the packet she’d received from Travis was still there, it would prove that Stalko-Taco existed. Not that the real one existed of course, but at least that there was once a creepypasta story by that name, and that she wasn’t just losing her goddamn mind!

Electrified by the moment, she cleared away other papers from her hand and found that she was holding it. Brenda silently gave thanks that there were some old fashioned teachers remaining in the world who still insisted on primarily using paper. If there was an organized covert operation to erase Stalko-Taco from existence, it had just been foiled by a bunch of stuff printed on paper and assembled by a brainy middle school kid.

It was as she remembered. A bit silly; not something that she found to be very entertaining. At this point the most fascinating thing about it was that someone had bothered to attempt erasing it from existence. Oh, and the fact that they had all but succeeded. Three Days of the Condor, anyone? The obscure book getting translated into too many languages… was she the condor here and she stumbled onto a plot? Was this original Stalko-Taco story a book to be used for some kind of book code, as Renaldo had suggested? And as the forgetful Wheeler had pointed out, the story was not even very scary. Stalko-Taco was a gentle giant who didn’t seem capable of hurting anyone.

Lucy

So “Stalko-Taco” was a cop killer! No longer just the hilarious vision that Keith had told everyone about. They were all still in shock I guess. My mind raced with a bunch of thoughts in different directions. One small cul-de-sac it went down was: how am I going to get these wrist ties off? As soon as I thought it, they broke free somehow. The strong plastic ties that cops sometimes used so they didn’t have to carry around a dozen pair of handcuffs each, were nowhere to be found in the vicinity around me.

Did they disappear the same way as the cops? The cops! Yeah, back to that. The far more serious matter than my wrist ties. You lay low for a while when you have warrants. But for a cop killing… and a quadruple cop killing no less? They would never stop. There was no state that wouldn’t extradite back to California. We might have to leave the country, permanently. And no, the ties hadn’t vanished in the same way as the cops, I was now pretty sure, because the melted plastic would’ve burned my wrists. All four cops simultaneously went white hot before they were vaporized/disintegrated, whatever. They had vanished in less than a second.

Weird Shapes

Out at the edge, in the trees amongst the shadows they moved freely. Though they had been working on their concealment a bit more since the parking garage rave, they were still not as well-camouflaged as the predator had been in the movie with Arnold that many humans had enjoyed. If any of the skaters or the cops would have looked over and seen them? They might’ve registered simply as people wearing dark clothing milling about within the bushes. It would’ve led the cops on a merry goose chase if they had seen them and decided they wanted to pursue.

It would’ve been about like pursuing a cartoon; they could simply disappear back into their own dimension or some pocket realm as fast as Stalko Taco could morph back-and-forth between a taco and a boulder. Had they understood the physics of this universe better, they could’ve simply dispatched some drones to observe the event they were so interested in.

These people in the mid 1990s most likely wouldn’t have even understood what a drone was and thought they were weird insects like big dragonflies, or bats or something. So their plan B was just to run away if approached. Under no circumstances though did they want to interact with humans in this time. Everything was a delicate balance and up until now it seemed they were forestalled at every turn by the chronopolitans, including their newest edition whom Marco had nicknamed “Timecop Girl.”

Back to Lucy

Lucycat wondered if they felt any pain. But only wondering in a detached sort of way. After her father plus everything in her own life, she had no love for the police. Of course her dad was a criminal. He had said out loud: “the only good cop is a dead cop.” A hippie from the late 60s, occasional commune-dweller, and participant in an SFSU takeover... in the early 70s he and his merry band had caused all kinds of chaos. They reunited in the 80s to address a witty retort to those shoot pool bumper stickers. They read: shoot cops, not people. Then they paid kids in different neighborhoods to run around and stick them on bumpers – of cop cars, naturally. No one ever figured out what happened and traced the prank back to them. Thinking about her deceased father calmed her a bit; he was atypical for a hippie. Most of them had animosity towards the cops for sure, but they didn’t think the cops were war criminals who deserved to die. So she supposed this would’ve been a pretty good day for him and his radical friends.

Batgirl had not done anything to deserve her awful treatment. But although awful, it was probably not serious enough to warrant the deaths of four officers. Their suffering was obviously way out of proportion to Batgirl’s suffering. Still, they had tried to reason. Since her sexual assault and rape by multiple men in one night, the so-called gang rape, the one they called Batgirl had become what you might call a “touch freak.”

She couldn’t stand to be touched by anyone, even casually. The fact that they had her tied up during the rape did not help. So of course she couldn’t tolerate being in handcuffs. The other girls desperately tried to explain this to the one female officer: that she was a rape survivor and that being touched at all, let alone restrained, could freak her out. They blithely chose to ignore this and tried to handle her anyway. Batgirl’s psychological and physiological response to all this was to simply “go limp.” She just completely fainted from the stress. So the bonehead – and soon to be ghost – cops cuffed her hands behind her back anyway and loaded her unconscious body into the back of one of their cars; still thinking perhaps that she was faking?

Lucy couldn’t recall her actual name, but it was ok; she liked being called Batgirl. They were only putting Keith and Batgirl in the backs of cars. That is, the two people in their group who were “holding.“ And they were also the ones who got the actual handcuffs. The four of them only had two cars, so that worked out well for them she guessed. Everything was relatively peaceful until Batgirl sort of regained consciousness.

Then she was batshit crazy girl. Emerging back into reality to find her hands restrained behind her back, in the back of a car, was too much. Screaming! Thrashing! Kicking! At first the taco remained a boulder. It stressed Lucy out because she knew what was happening to the poor girl. Her still stoned and somewhat clueless boyfriend, Keith quietly sat handcuffed in the back of the other car, still looking around to see where the ruckus was coming from. He finally managed to scoot around and look over his left shoulder.

She could see the look of realization sweep over his face, and then the stress too. It was Keith’s stress that triggered the taco. It was indeed reading minds… his. Now that she replayed it in her head it made sense. At his moment of frustration over what Batgirl was going through, the boulder shape-shifted back into Stalko Taco, recovered from its prostate yoga pose, leaped through the air a distance of about 60 feet like a monster from a Godzilla movie, landed between the two parked cruisers with a thud that reverberated through the ground and through Lucy like the ‘89 quake, then punched in the metal roof on the front passenger side.

Weird Shapes

If anyone from this universe could have understood their psychological make-up, they would have noted the creature-shapes were experiencing something close to awe as they saw the taco leap into action. Their translation of the phrase they used for Stalko-Taco would have been close to “the progenitor of the universe.”

They were badly in need of an interpreter in this universe. About all they had been able to do so far was scare the shit out of normal people or make stoned ones think they were having wild hallucinations. The physics of this universe was so foreign to them that they couldn’t really tell which humans were or were not stoned.

One that was mildly intoxicated that night – the one who currently went by Batgirl – had long been a target of their investigation. It was on this night that they realized she wasn’t really the one they wanted. They needed one of her old craft teachers. A woman who, in Wicca, went by the name Omneris Araxes. She wasn’t present that night (couldn’t skate or dance, among other things) and Batgirl had written her off months ago as untrustworthy, a con-artist, and a cult-leader wannabe. Batgirl wouldn’t have acknowledged her craft name, but when she warned others about her she used it – also using the woman’s real name: Eileen Canales-Villanueva.

The shapes were however, able to read enough in Batgirl’s troubled mind to know how to make contact with Eileen and how to entice her into working for them, willingly and enthusiastically.

Back to Lucy

The sequence took place in a fraction of a second, from thud to punch, with all four of the cops’ backs turned. The thud startled everyone, but I guess some of our group were looking up right before the thud... at the giant leaping taco, no doubt. So many of the cops’ eyes turned to the sky just briefly, as if to scan for thunder or an explosion up there. The first one to figure it out was also evidently the quick-draw artist of the group. He spun around in time to see the roof of the car getting peeled off like a sardine lid.

Would shooting it have done anything? It was either demonic supernatural or some kind of alien technology. We’ll never know it seems, since he got vaporized before he got off a shot or even yelled anything. The other three instantly moved their gun hands to cover their sidearms and were vaporized as well. Looking back, it was nearly simultaneous; the first one had not finished disappearing yet when the others started glowing. But close enough. I didn’t actually see the taco pick up Batgirl and move her, but at some point she was on her left side, reclined, and slightly in a fetal position – hands unbound, of course. The taco went ahead and ripped open the roof to the patrol car Keith was in and he very rapidly ended up about twenty feet from Batgirl.

While all of this was still sinking in, Stalko Taco scampered back over to its rock position, crouched down, and morphed back into its boulder form. Keith was looking at his hands like I was; only the indentation marks on his wrists were there to prove they had been bound. Castadiva went over to help Batgirl up and I ran to Keith. Some of the other guys, I noticed were actually applauding Keith and cheering him on. I was pleased to find out that he thought more like I did.

Instead of cheering on the deaths of four cops, his first words to me were about how much trouble we could be in if we were implicated as cop killers or even accomplices. I asked him if he knew anything about a mind link with the taco and if he could tell whether their cars had the new dashboard cameras. He knew what I meant. Rather dramatically for Keith, he placed two fingers over his temple and spoke out loud: “I want these police cars gone… and never to be found again.”

Both cars vanished instantly, with the same kind of flash as the cops. The last phrase had insured that Stalko-Taco transported the cars into an active volcano, on Io. The taco had used its own discretion in dealing with the cops.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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