BEGINNER TIPS #3--WRITE YOUR OWN #PORNCULT VERSES
The Plot RotsEdit
"Between two pillars on the verge of the horizon there shines the sun of immortality."
1) From the Gates of Gold down to the pit of Earth, OUT from the Flaming Fire down to the Circle of Tragedy, rideth the secret Avatar, bearing from It's Mouth the $-WøRD that pierceth.
2) Naught can arrest Its approach, and none may say It nay. In the darkness of our sphere It rideth alone, and on Its approach is seen the utmost disaster, and the chaos of that which seeketh to withstand.
3) The Animals veil their faces, for morning is the same as death to them, and the pit of maya reeleth to the foundation. The Stars of the eternal Lhas vibrate to that sound -- THE WøRD uttered with sevenfold intensity.
4) Greater the Chaos becometh; the major centre with all the seven circulating spheres rock with the echos of disintegration. The fumes of utter blackness mount upwards in dissipation.
5) The noise discordant of the warring elements greets the oncoming One, and deters It not. The strife and cries of the fourth great Hierarchy, blending with the softer note of the Builders of the fifth and sixth, meet Its approach. Yet It passeth on Its way, sweeping the circle of the spheres on the face of the waters, and sounding forth THE WøRD.
When a Congressman draws a line in the sand, he'll learn that Agents Rose & Cross don't just cross lines (pun intended) -- they obliterate them. The conspiracy cult must travel beyond space & time to create Kronos, the god of time, to keep reality (i.e. this story's continuity) from disintegrating. Three mysterious figures in black are revealed. White Lightning must take apart the strange new world $he created. The detectives learn the macabre fate of Satan's soul.
Kronos's shadow, aka The MONITOR, makes a pact with the Devil. Christ confronts the forces of the conspiracy cult on the fields of Armageddon. But His hand is empty, and His foes are only too willing to call His desperate bluff. The detectives face the utter collapse of reason and memory as they continue to be seduced by the conspiracy cult's scientific miracles. A fuzzy pink bunny may be the key to it all. The floating head of a deranged hyper-dimensional CEO makes cryptic remarks.