From a small planet where tyrants thrive, she is subjected to inexcusable behavior from a planet where men of minutia exude worshipping majoring in the Minor, indoctrinating minds by mesmerizing an incense of nonsense. Her heart knows she must escape for her people’s sake of survival, but only to return one day to liberate people from the tyrannical Overlord Bar Noogatory. So, she flees from a planet of fear to a planet of force where she gathered a multitude of gambits wielding the arts of savagery sprinkled with barbarity maneuvers just fitting to face a tyrant’s nostril of doom. She exudes a stench of fury that will cause an epic battle against the war called Tyranny X. Now a planet that has lost hope now has a beacon of hope to confront the Idolotrons and their leader Bar Noogatory, for she has returned, cascading down majestically from the sky and all has seen the fury in her eyes. The day of reckoning has begun, and she brought along with her a godly reciprocal wrath which is formidable for her enemies. Their eyes speak the words while gazing into the sky saying we should of have made her extant so that she doesn’t haunt us. Now her appetence of just her inner child yearns to dissolve the abysmal dark murky clouds hovering in colors of a burnt gloomy Grey. Precociously a young woman will become a heroine throughout the galaxies, inspiring young female Anubis like beings to dream once again, so if you believe in your heart that wrong is amongst you then eradication must take its rightful place from incipient to completion. The destiny of a field of victories will fill her hands on the appointed time. Her planet named Timidia now has a new name The Dome of Dope Solo.

Your Ashes are now my Sport of Spoils