The Nomad Chronicles

I am back on the Moon, in the Temple of Nowhere on the Landing Pad.
MoSh is waiting there for me with a green guitar. Raven is on drums and keyboard. “Cool!” She grins at me. I grab a microphone, and grow a didjeridoo out of my body. MoSh grows a bass out of his guitar, and strums a rocking chord on all strings. PLANET ROCK! DREAM RUNNING! I form a bubble around our band, and line up portals. We fly through dreams, a monster band, roaring and rocking. We change into crazed monster beasts and trounce through dreams. A lot of parasites try to attack us, but our bassline is just too godly. We come back to the landing pad through a portal.
“Do you think it worked?” MoSh asks.
“Probably not, but I hope so. For now, let’s ROCK!”
There is a huge crowd of the denizens of the City of Nowhere waiting to get their faces melted. Raven starts in with a tone on the keyboard, like an epic movie soundtrack, then, I rumble like distant thunder on the didjeridoo. MoSh hits a chord on his guitar, then Raven hits the drums, tch-tchakka boom BOOM BOOM BOOM!” The crowd screams, and we play:



An epic free-for-all battle ensues. It’s pure chaos. Q10 put’s a “don’t-die” shield over the crowd. In the middle of the song, I morph into my Demon Self, Deathgawn, and open my chest portal to NeverWonderHell, my Inner World. A host of Darklings pours out into the crowd, and joins the fray. Koomo appears out of my chest. “Did someone say, ‘Rock and Roll’ ?” asks the manbat King. Strange energy-sonic weapons like blades appear on his fists. When he swings them, it sounds like rock.
DJ TKO appears behind us, and mixes our music live. He looks like a giant man in a gorilla suit. I start laughing into the mic crazily.
The Muthafukkin Moon Orcs which are Russian fly down on giant black beetles, and join the fray, so it’s even more like the video. HAHAHA. WTF?
I wake up, rolling around, and laughing.
Wait? what? Where am I? Selene kisses me.
I wake up.