Yay for the power of Wack by Mindless Self Indulgence! & long story about Psyreen. He's a character from this one comic I'm making. I got bored and called him a mutant in this, because, what else would he be?
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"How many useless objects do ya think we have here?" Lizard asked Jupiter one day.
"Useless, or jus' useless to us?" He questioned back.
"To us," He wondered. He really had no reason to be asking, just was too bored to think of any other conversation starters.
"Don't know," Jupiter sighed. They were both quiet for a minuet or two. Suddenly, Lizard thought of something. A wonderful idea. He smiled, and his face lit up. Jupiter looked over quickly, and automatically began to look fearful.
"Y-your face jus' lit up," He said with wide eyes. Lizard wondered if his happiness was that noticeable. Seeing as the two were in the mines, Jupiter clicked off his flashlight, yet everything stayed illuminated.
"Oh," Lizard said, frowning. Jupiter yanked on a piece of his hair and it went dark again. "Well, I have an idea," He started. "Ya know those lil' disks that we got while goin' through people's stuff?" Jupiter looked a little wary.
"Yeah, the CDs?" He inferred, still worried.
"Yeah. We never could play 'em on record players 'ere. Maybe we could use one of the things that people use to play 'em in their cars?" Lizard wondered, his face lightly glowing again. Jupiter smiled.
"Guess we could go down to the craters and find a one of those that still works, but, I think ya never catch onto the fact that the record players never worked. If you don't recall how we lost Psyreen."
Lizard now remembered what happened to Psyreen. Once, when Lizard was attempting to play a record, it spun hysterically until it gained the powers of a frisbee and flew off and out the window. Meanwhile, a mutant named Psyreen was enjoying a walk through the desert, when the record came out of nowhere and lodged itself into his brain.
Lizard laughed sheepishly.
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About an hour later, Lizard, Goggle, and Jupiter had gone down to the craters where they found a working stereo. They just now had lugged it back with them. Lizard held a pile of CD cases. He cautiously held out the first one. It's cover was black with a blue cross made of random objects on it. Below the cross, it read 'You'll rebel to anything.' Jupiter pressed some buttons and the thing opened. Goggle gave a small salute. More buttons were pressed, and the CD slid in. They carefully pressed some arrow buttons. Suddenly, dramatically loud music filled the house. Everyone covered their ears. Someone began singing in an odd high-pitched voice on the stereo.
I wonder when this is going to stop being fun for me,
I wonder when it's going to stop being fun for me,
I wonder when Its going to stop being fun for me,
five fuckin seconds from now!
I really need to quit before it all turns to shit,
too fuckin late for that!
They say my first CD, was my best one
and the other shit was dissapointing...At best!
Everyone was frantically trying to turn it off, but failing horribly. Eventually the volume went down. Everyone was silent aside from some hysteric screaming from Goggle, which lasted for about five minuets. Some others heard the screaming and knew it was Goggle. He screamed like this whenever something overwhelming or epic happened.
Eventually the people in the desert learned to harness the power of the stereo. Every friday there was a rave. Until they wondered how the hell they were getting electricity out there in the desert and it magically stopped working. I little ironic how those things work.
