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A futuristic universe of advanced warriors, enhanced beings, and high-tech power.
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Titanium Beyond Characters
The Idolotrons
The Quadrumvirate causing Havoc throughout the Edges of time
Who says Savagery doesn’t have order. I Commander Cong leader of the Idolotrons are an unparalleled force our Beast is from within, and recorded battles are filled with destruction also putting the cosmos on notice I sincerely vow all encounters will have the same outcome. Perilous challenges are misconstrued for epic battles but nonetheless victory is our destiny. We are for hire whether for evil of heavenly beings if the price is right bounty or booty the mission is our reward to display the might of the Idolotrons we want our spoils immersed in the blood of our opponents which makes the compensation the more satisfying. Neither The team of Allodial Z or the Iconotrons can sit at our table, so I forewarned if impeded death becomes you. My warriors VINTAGE and Sir Relic are uncanny and cannot be equaled. We are fashioned with ancient and futuristic battle patterns that even Phantom 2.0 would have an allure or desire of possessing. We have been tested in furious battles devouring all that even Gods of kingdoms know our DNA, the forensic is highly renowned. Do not be distracted by our Braun or stature our cerebral is god like and our services are solicited by the lords of Evil ex. Bar Noogatory, War, Moment and so much more also the righteous – Darth Obsidian, Amaranthine The Everlasting and others see it fit, my team’s credentials speak for themselves and are impeccable. We have enough crimson blood to fill a thousand vats , the cache is filled with an awe, and countless essence has my victory cups overflowing. The rectangular tetrad operates as a cohesive army of 3 until the fourth is absolutely needed. An unmelodic tune will you hear before extinguishing my energy of destruction encroaching the brim of your planet .
Triumphally and emphatically, mastering All.
A Kingdom of Alphas :
A just War is far better than unjust Peace, in a world where an Alpha would make a difference that would be inside of an upside-down Hell. So just imagine 6 fearless Alphas adding balance to planets and beyond constructing the minds of feeble beings to converted minds of formidable empowering forces. Coming far away from the planet of Nobility called the Holy Bone, a team of Alphas are in search of planets to lead them to their best potential by thriving and flourishing infecting pure domination by way of infiltrating mind, body and spirit. Now only the strongest and fittest will survive. Is there anything an Alpha cannot accomplish , dare I say nay for what was impossible is now a daily occurrence spectacular is now routine. The unimaginative we breathe daily into our hearts of the weak they now exude. Fierce competition is the essence of our internal fire so bring on the Absolute best tagged along with your unrighteous supremacy. In the distance we see another behemoth planet for the converting, a planet of atrocities identified as The Black Arch of Death – From Fu lignosity to a sacrosanct, inviolable and fortified with an unassailable vigor, this planet will become thriving under new management of an Alpha divine state , perilous no more. The Ultra Demon named War is now an enemy of us until his last breath. The most difficult challenge by far we have faced but nothing is impossible for dominating is our creed. The skilled will prevail and has encroached upon this dark entity ,thus eliminating dark souls that does the bidding of War , his level of might still soars because of his dark father’s unequivocal red rage supported by Black light consumption. Darkness rules the day enslaving those who want to be free. We the Alphas will relentlessly pursue the destruction of War that Ultra Demon until he is no more, Alpha upon Alpha upon Alpha is the nightmare he shall dream that his destiny shortens by the moments of his rule. A villain Lord is a bandit with a stolen camera taking only pictures of the goods of others but not the destruction of his own reflection for this will be a photo finish of a Devil on the run.
Nonetheless the Gordian Knot will be Untied.
Trust and Believe
No Rules for Thievery
Missionary bandits are scoundrels on high looming thru out the world seeking opportunities that means a ton leaving hearts absent of their prize possessions, our targets are governments of communists, socialists and capitalist all are fair game and neither are our favorites but all are rewarding. The highest thrill is a risk always taken, the adrenaline rush moves the water of the Dead black Sea. Once possessed then into our Vault and then peddle at a later occasion. Our school of thievery has been mastered and unable to mimic for a trail is only never to discover, forensics has been immaculated intercepted. We are agents of an acquired taste your high shelf doesn’t meet the level of a thief of Hidden, National or buried treasures. We remove so smoothly that we ordained an origin designed for impossible missions only a palate of Ms. Jaggery would admire. I know her palate concerning exquisite euphoria wets the man’s mouth and holds an inquisitive mind hostage before the removal of irreplaceables. Covertly moving through the Black night we see another, the configuration of a Batman like Vigilante donning the heights overlooking the landscapes of an urban city. We know of The Grackle he wades the murky night opposing injustice, he may believe he is a formidable creature but his zenith ends where our begins. Unhand your spoils because it now belongs to Allodial Z and once in our grasp no-one can remove it. The intelligence of the world’s best security is befuddled by our skills we steal from the rarest to the richest then Abscond and store in the sea a vault the blackest eye could never find. You flaunt your gems of France or the tombs of Egypt nothing is sacred from the greatest hands known to man. Also that space bandit ANARCULUS beware and do not tread foolishly, a promise you will regret. If there is no honor amongst thieves then the Grok in our astute behavior and the temperature of my sangfroid is our level of koooooooooool, Dare I say Dance with a devil then you will die with a tune your soul will always remember.
Why bother Work for it when the rush in thievery invigorates the Body.
Drenching a Rebellious Sun
In the cool of the day a daughter’s training is essential for her destiny which will one day be revealed to her, and she will know her purpose. So, I The Black Mighty Thor prepares her for combat, in spiritual consciousness, in mind, in body and concluding in cerebral for the anarchies to come. An epic electric crusader will adorn her Bravada a true Princess Warrior that will sizzle thwarting Czar and his minions but as of today she is not ready. Czar will continue to conquer and exact a tyrant’s throne on fire melting the esteem of a captured dominion. God will one day recuse me from the earth departing to paradise not abandoning her but looking down in marvel for I am proud of her achievements. Today Fighting side by side was an absolute honor but it is time that she refines the arts bestowed upon her and tomorrow is all hers for she fights alone and holds her own, I have shown her all that I know holding back no stones nor remnants of Acumen, her best is in front of her and her good is waiting to transform and morph into the best Warrior of all time Who laced the sandals adorned for a battle drenched against who owns and dominates fire. She commands a fierce presence donning a variety of weapons at any time and her hand 2 hand combat is without scrupulous and with a signature of insane, collecting tactics from around the world her cache is now complete. The little one I love is now holding her own I have recuse myself and my training into the near distance for I was a birdsong away if needed. Her day she realizes is now, for I could not defeat Czar but it is up to her now, I raised a young falcon for my shoulder which has now grown to become her herald for he awaits the word from God to rescue her from death and bring her to paradise to be reunited with her father for a short time, getting a golden galvanization from the holy guardians and a touch by the Holy one to return for vengeance is dressed in black. Touching back to earth removing the bald heads from their necks with a gifted sword. Until the lord of Fire confronts her remembering the disturbance where the echo never receded for his day has come. Go get em Lulu for thy art thou stand with thee. Extinguish his Orion soul until he is a Vapid vapor. The universe has acknowledged the liberating tune of Lulu, chanting her name from Galaxy to Galaxy.
The Reverential Rebellion has ignited the Astronomical Universe
The I.S.M.
I will walk right into your mind disturbing your priceless provocative dreams because I monitor the perturbations going on in the cosmos, for any juvenile delinquents roaming unchecked for there I will appear, BJ 2.0 walks amongst you Disrupting plans of evil with Supreme Justice, heaven or Hellified is at the helm, for the Moon of Via Kong is the place for arraignment and where judgment begins. My Iconotron Space Marshalls are like an elite concise legion conducting themselves like a Galactic police force defending planet 2 planet with an even hand of justice starting swift concluding severely. The diabolical, the likes of Czar even wonders at our craftsmanship and the chaos applauds the symphony of a fire burning the souls of evil. I Information Leader of the Iconotrons will impose fear righteously through the dance of darkness until the acoustic sounds of the wiles withers away. A seat only a few can endure. Their bones will cry out unto me, but your felonious deeds have misguided you and now you have fallen on this day. For a reckoning on the behalf of the pristine pure is a mission I embrace.
Orbital Dynamics
The Law of Space is our creed.
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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