Channel Surfing part 2
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"From the moment I recognized the weakness of my clothes, it disgusted me." A deep Mechanical Voice began talking as it showed a worn down robe from a Tech-priest upon an altar of the Omnissiah.
"I craved the Strength and Certainty of High Fashion." Next they showed a typical Tech Priest's workstation, except that instead of Cognitor Screens or ancient tomes and scrolls detailing machinery, said screens and tomes depicted fashionable attires and ensembles.
"I aspired to the purity of the blessed fabric." The voice said as it faded to black.
"Your kind cling to your trends, as if it will not fall out of style and fail you." A man with no visible mechanical augmentations appeared dressed in an outfit that combined the tastes of High Fashion with the traits that characterized the followers of the Machine God.
"One day the crude ensemble you call a Style will wither. And you will beg my kind to dress you." Next a woman, wearing a dress that walked a fine line between the styles worn by the Handmaidens of Emeli and a Typical Tech Priest. A weird combination of Sensuality and Mechanical.
"But I am already dressed." A man said after several showcases of several models dressed in garments that alternated into either favoring Textiles or Machinery over the other.
"For Balenciaga is immortal."
"Even in death, I serve Balenciaga."
Adriptus Mechanicus from Balenciaga.
Zerayah had to admit that the followers of Slaanesh really took in well the development of the arts, especially those of High Fashion. Talk about Excess in Style. It made her want to order some of those outfits for herself; although she would have to slightly alter her appearance to pull them off.
[SWITCH]
"The Galaxy is in Peril!" - Announced a Narrator as it showed animated images of different worlds suffering from contamination and pollution.
"Panacea, the spirit of Health, can no longer stand the terrible destruction plaguing our Galaxy." - An ethereally beautiful woman- Panacea - is shown looking sadly at the state of the Galaxy, before her face turns determined.
"Calling upon the Powers, she gives five magic rings to five special young people." - Unleashing the combined powers she had called upon, in the form of rays of white light, the Energy shifted until it molded into said five rings of different colors.
"From The Machine, Kwame with the power of Earth.
From Courage, Wheeler with the power of Fire.
From Joy, Linka with the power of Wind.
From Change, Gi with the power of Water.
and from Mankind, Ma-Ti with the power of Heart."
Each introduction was followed by said character using their Magic Ring to call upon their respective Power. Each one was very self-explanatory, except for Heart which was very ambiguous, making it seem lame compared to the others.
"With the five powers combined they summon the Galaxy's greatest champion" - each of the young ring bearers raised their rings towards the sky and released their unique power. The Five Powers- represented by different colored lights - united and combined together in order to summon-
"COMMISSAR PLANET!" - The Greatest Champion of the Galaxy was a man with grass-green hair and earthy brown eyes. His skin was crystal blue, and he wore a wide red collar that covered most of his chest, nape, and shoulders and had a yellow globe sign on it, red gloves, red trunks that had a black belt with a gold buckle on the front, and red boots.
To Zerayah's continued annoyance and embarrassment, Commissar Planet bore a strong resemblance to her Dad.
"Go Planet!" - The Juves cheered as their champion flew around using his Elemental Powers to fight against the forces of Pollution and Decay.
"The Powers are yours!" - Commissar Planet proclaimed as he flew down behind the posing juves, then the image pulled back to reveal the Title and Logo for the show. Commissar Planet and the Planeteers.
Not being able to take any more of this show, Zerayah changed the channel.
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The first thing Zerayah saw was a Backdrop with the depiction of people in Peasant Clothes and robes under a painted banner that read Slawkenberg. It took her a second, this was some sort of Theatrical Play. It was strange to see a theater piece on a Holoscreen instead of a playhouse, maybe it was a replay for a show that was no longer being performed?
Before she could wonder about the strangeness of it, the Backdrop rose up showing several people dressed and posed in the same manner as the Backdrop depicted.
Then music started playing.
Slawkenberg's was having trouble, what a sad, sad story.
Needed a new Leader to restore its former glory.
Where, oh where was he? Where could that man be?
We looked around, and then we found the man for you and me!
The Actors playing the Peasant Folk dance around the stage until the background screen showing the green plains of the planet also rose up revealing a man wearing a high ranking uniform for the planet's Old PDF in front of a set of stairs leading to the Symbol of the Liberation Council.
And now it's…
Springtime for Lord Cain and Slawkenberg.
The Giorbas are toppled and dead!
We're marching to a faster rate.
Look out, here comes the protectorate!
The PDF Officer started to sing, as the symbol of the Liberation Council opened in two, leaving only the green circle from where several women dressed in elaborate costumes - that Zerayah interpreted as Handmaidens - made their way down from the stairs.
Springtime for Lord Cain and Slawkenberg.
Andumbria is sunny once more!
Springtime for Lord Cain and Slawkenberg!
Watch out Imperium, we're going on tour!
As each Handmaiden reached the Floor, they stood front and center in a pose - each different from each other - only to then make their way into the background to make way for the next Handmaiden and pose.
Springtime for Lord Cain and Slawkenberg. (Oh! It's Springtime!)
Winter for Terra and Mars.
Springtime for Lord Cain and Slawkenberg!
(Springtime, Springtime, Springtime, Springtime, Springtime, Springtime!)
Come on Cainites, go into your dance!
Then a group of six men and women dressed as PDF Troops entered from each side of the stage, took center and began dancing, tap, tap, tapping their feet as they did, moving to Stage Right.
From the stage Right wing, came a Tech Priest.
We were headed to the morgue that is why I joined the BORG.
The PDF Troops, in unison danced to the other side of the stage. And from the stage Left wing came a man dressed in the robes of an Adeptus Administratum.
For a new Denomination, come and join the Liberation.
The PDF Troops continued to dance in perfect harmony, accompanied with sound effects of Boltershots and grenade explosions.
Then a Handmaiden from the background walked center stage and announced.
The Commissar is coming!
The Commissar is coming!
The Commissar is coming!
Moving aside to her right, the Handmaiden made way for a trio consisting of the PDF Officer, the Tech Priest, and the Adept of the Administratum.
Praise Lord Cain! - Called the Tech Priest.
Praise Lord Cain! - Called the Adept.
Praise Lord Cain! - Called the PDF Officer.
Springtime for Lord Cain and Slawkenberg!
Praise Lord Cain!
The actors started saluting towards the green circle that represented the green fields of Slawkenberg, from which a figure emerged from the center.
It was Cain! Her dad!
Praise… myself?
Praise to me!
No! Looking at him closely, it revealed that it wasn't dad, but an actor. If she recalled correctly this was Joseph ben Abel, the same actor that portrayed Dad in the "Legacy of Cain" Series of Movies.
She didn't know he could sing.
I'm the man that's out to change our history!
Praise myself, raise your hand!
There's no better Liberator in the land!
Abel as Cain, walked down the stairs singing and smiling a lot more jovially than was expected from Dad, but then again, this being a Musical, the Producers probably took some artistic liberties when portraying the Liberator.
Everything I do, I do for you! (Yes you do!)
If you're looking for a fight, here's my Liberation coup!
Praise myself! Grab your gear. (Come on!)
Ev'ry canny-canty, cainite stand and cheer.
(Hooray! Ev'ry canny-canty, cainite)
Praise Myself! (Ev'ry canny-canty, cainite)
Praise Myself! (Ev'ry canny-canty, cainite)
Stand and cheer!
Zerayah sat entranced, her eyes never leaving the Holoscreen. Despite how cringe-worthy it might've otherwise been. The Music, singing and dancing enraptured her. So she stayed seated, watching the whole show, oblivious to all the snacks she was chewing on.
After several scenes and songs about different key moments for the Liberation, including the secret meetings and alliances of the different cults, the heroic rescue of Uncle Jurgen from the Nurgle Cult, and the somber death of Lady Emeli, the show was coming to an end.
I was just a mere collaborator,
But one more coup facilitator.
Got a vox call from the council
Told me I was the Liberator
Cain sang sitting down the stage, sounding somewhat melancholic, as if he was putting down his own achievements, which in Zerayah's opinion was utterly ridiculous. Dad may be very humble, but he would never be doubtful of his own heroism.
Slawkenberg was blue,
Oh! What, oh what to do…
So I made my move, and slayed the guv
Now the Sector's smiling through!
But as he sang, he gained more and more conficened until he was standing loud and proud in front of a red curtain.
It ain't no myst'ry, If it's politics or history
The thing you gotta know is, Ev'rything is show-biz
Praise myself, Watch my show.
I'm a better Robout' Guill'man, Don'tcha know?
We are crossing borders. A new world order is here!
Make a great big smile. Ev'ryone sing high for me!
Wonderful meeeeee!
And now it's…
As he reached the crescendo, the red curtain opened revealing the marching troops of the USA, dressed in red carapace armor.
Springtime for Lord Cain and Slawkenberg.
Freedom's the new faith today! (Freedom!)
Despots falling from their thrones again. (*Boom*)
Mankind is on the rise again.
The USA Soldiers were also joined by the BORG, Tzeentchian Sorcerers, Handmaidens and Valhallan Soldiers. Grouping in such a way that seen from above, they formed the Symbol of the Liberation Council.
Springtime for Lord Cain and Slawkenberg!
Spacecrafts are sailing once more!
Springtime for Lord Cain and Slawkenberg!
Means that…
Soon we'll be going (We've got to be going!)
We know we'll be going! (You bet we'll be going!)
The groups all separated into different parts of the stage, dancing and posing while more and more actors filled in, dressed in all sorts of costumes and armors. Some came wearing the forms of Tanks and Cainwings as well.
You know we'll be going to…
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR!
And as all of it was ending Cain was standing on a podium right in the middle, posing gallantly as the HERO OF THE LIBERATION!
Zerayah just stared agape, amazed, appalled, awestruck, dismayed and all sorts of other synonyms for quite a while. After finally recovering Zerayah stood up for a break and to stock up on snacks and drinks.
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