☆ 28. Double-Fisted Tricks from the Mystik Depicted with Sadistik Bitch Fits 👽

Double-Fisted Tricks from the Mystik Depicted with Sadistik Bitch Fits 👽


[Story Snippet 17 for DARKESOTERIKA.KOM]

 

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>>>>Episode V.

From MIKE EYE‘S The Aqueous Transmission, a novel.

Chapter 28.<<<<


PRECISELY SIXTEEN OF THESE LONGER DAYS LATER — AN AMOUNT OF time effectually perceived by only the old guru — the all-powerful Mother Magdalena, Amrita the cat-bot, and the enchanted Al Rodnam had come upon a salty shore. They had stopped to rest here and there all along the way, sleeping upon junky sand-like dunes or the softest patches of dirt they could find, which weren’t very soft at all. Magdalena was starting to get used to crashing on hard surfaces; Al Rodnam was quite accustomed to it. He hardly even noticed. Amrita would stop to curl up next to Magdalena during these times and enter sleep-mode, its electric power-core set to magnetically charge through the shifted mantles of Gaia’s inner crust, receiving fuel from the Earth planet’s Iron Crystal Core, just as the Mother’s Holy Scepter did. Lina’s golden dress kept her from dying off due to lack of sustenance, and Al Rodnam had been long accustomed to incredibly prolonged periods of fasting. When the humans needed to drink, Al Rodnam made Water materialize out of thin air into a magical gourd he kept on him at all times.

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The trio halted now at the edge of the salty shore.Expanding his view through the hairy Head-wrap, out and over the span of distant waters as far as all his Eyes could see, the old man spoke up for the first time in days. “This is the ocean,” uttered the man deeply, quietly.

“I can see that,” said the Mother.

“Quite apparent,” agreed the android.

The man continued. “It is a body of Water filling up a much, much smaller surface area than it did before the sacred detonation.”

There was a pause.

“It is the only One that endures,” he muttered with a distant sense of uncertainty.

“What— you mean that there’s only one ocean on the planet now?” asked Lina.

Al Rodnam slowly turned his wrapped, bearded face toward the inquiring Mother, his robe and end-pieces of his long, tied hair ruffling in the sea breeze.

He gave a slight nod.

“Dear Mother,” he said patiently, considerately, “the world is now over ninety percent land. How you deal with this fact will determine how much hydration our new family will require. Our bodies are drying up, my Mother.”

Magdalena shot a shocked face toward the old man, unsure of what to say, hurt inside.

“Speaking of which…” the man added, “I must replenish.”

And with that, Al Rodnam morphed into a giant blue, blubbery dolphin and hovered slightly in mid-air momentarily, Mandorla’s umbilical necklace still hanging around his shiny neck. And, instead of swimming away into the ocean, Al Rodnam then swam straight up and away through the sky toward outerspace, flapping his fin gingerly as if the Air were Water.

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Lina and Rita looked on at the figure speedily swimming up into the heavens, the woman with a sense of astonishment, the android with a manner of misunderstanding, and, within a few seconds, the dolphin-shaped old man from Sirius B transmuted into a twinkling star-bright photon sphere, drifted a ways through the cosmos, and with One enormous flash across the sky, blasted at light-speed into deep-space.

Before fully processing what had just occurred, Amrita figured this a pertinent juncture to fill the Mother in on what it determined she needed to know.

It spoke frantically. “Lina, I have been programmed to tell you that this old man is trouble for sure!” it said. “I think he has something to do with the apocalypse and all this disaster among us! He knows Fletcher Munsin!! … And, truth be told, you actually did hear what he said when he came out of that mysterious pond! You weren’t aware of it at the time, dear, but I had the whole incident recorded digitally into my hard drive. And I played it back for you! He put you into a trance again to make you forget what I showed you!”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, calm down Rita! What the Hell are you talking about?” The Mother had her Eyes squinted, shifting her head slightly to and fro. “Fletcher Munsin? He knows Fletcher Munsin?”

“I think he knows a lot of things, Lina.”

The Mother was so confused. “Okay, all I remember from back when I gave birth to Mandorla was that she didn’t make it, she was a stillborn, so I released her into that pond. It was an act of intuition. I’m still Heartbroken over all this, so don’t give me a hard time!!”

There was a pause.

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Then Magdalena started to choke up slightly before she went on to say: “Next thing I knew, that old man just showed up outta nowhere and claimed he knew where there was civilization. So we followed, and the rest is history.” She was sniffling.

“No! Lina, you are mistaken! He put a spell on you!! Mandorla did make it! She transformed somehow into the old man with what Lachrylon called the Aqueous Transmission!! And what the old man actually did tell you was that you two were the only human beings left on Fucked-Earth! And that you must procreate with One another to resurrect humanity! You don’t remember any of that?”

The Mother stared at her pet in disbelief and frustration. “Rita, are you sure you’re not malfunctioning?!”

But before Amrita could reply, Al Rodnam suddenly appeared back next to the two figures in human form without warning and proceeded to snatch up the little robot, somehow unscrewing the bolts at the robot’s throat-piece and tail-piece concurrently, busting the machine open.

Al Rodnam swiftly reached inside the cold metallic canister and ripped out Amrita’s power-core, and the android abruptly shutdown. With the power-core in his right hand and the android in the other, he wound up his left hand and launched Amrita’s ‘body’ into the cold, extra-salty shores of this now Fucked-Earth. Lina had been uneasy, and now she broke.

“What the Hell are you doing??! NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!”

The woman lunged at the short old man, bringing him to the ground fast. She wrapped two grips around the old man’s throat and proceeded to wring his neck. The man just lay there taking it, appearing neither bothered nor harmed.

“What the FUCK?!” shouted the Mother repeatedly in rage, slamming the man’s Head into the rough, dusty land again and again and again and again and again and again.

But before the Mother could do major damage, the old man suddenly vanished and Lina found herself clenching nothing.

*       *       *

IT WASN’T ‘TIL LATER THAT NIGHT THAT AL RODNAM RETURNED TO the eminent countenance of Mother Magdalena, who, at the time, was nuzzled scratchy and sore over a dusted mound of choppy inorganic dune grains and caught amongst radioactive residue wafting wearily through sandy dust storm gusts rushing around her lifeless body.

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The woman was woken up instantly, shaken abruptly by shrill tone and sharp flash. For a few seconds, as Lina lifted her Head and glanced nearby to where much of the light had projected itself, the high-pitched tone was increasing in resonance and decibels, and Lina saw holographic images of Al Rodnam in large dolphin form quickly flicker into and out of the light in scalar static patterns of Wicked cadence coalescing. The light was getting brighter and had a long, perfectly straight vibrant trail disappearing up into the sky toward the brightest star in it.

A few more seconds later, just before Magdalena thought her eardrums and Eyeballs were going to pop out, the intense sound and light instantly shut out and there stood Al Rodnam, who had mostly transformed into human form, now appearing semi-etheric and glowing vividly around the edges.

The old man remained in shadow, concealed within his dark robes, and veiled beneath his hairy head-wrap and long scraggly beard. A slight smile was spread over his face.

The Mother instantly rose to her feet.

“YOU FUCKING MOTHERFUCKER!!” she cried and lunged at the old man but she just fell right through his phantom guise head over heels into the hard ground.

Al Rodnam remained completely unflinched, still wearing that slight smile. His ghostly form became lighter and completely vanished before Lina could scramble to her feet.

She arose in a rage, stumbling about, rearranging her gaze all around to try and locate Al Rodnam.

“Where the fuck did you go you little motherfucker?!!”

After a few brief moments, the man spoke with a deep reverberating echo seeming to come from all directions at Once.

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“Dear Mother,” spoke Al Rodnam mysteriously, “Do not be upset with me. I needed to do what had been done. But don’t fret. I will bring back your little friend at Once if you be patient with me. Do not assume so much misery.”

After a short while, Al Rodnam reappeared before Mother Magdalena, still ghostlike and glowing. The Mother glared right at the old man with aggravation, a slight smile once again cracking over the only part of his face she could see. Around his neck still was Mandorla’s umbilical cord and it had somehow become completely clean. His Eyes were beady and bulging on the inner side of his hair-wrap, but the Mother could not see this. He reached out his right hand High, extending an open palm skyward.

The old man remained perfectly still. “This,” he said as a sudden beam of bright light from the heavens at once zapped an object into his outstretched hand, “is Amrita’s power-core.” Magdalena’s Eyes instantly widened. “I’ve been doing a little work on it.”

And without uttering another word, Al Rodnam promptly untied Mandorla’s umbilical cord from around his neck with his left hand, his other hand still outstretched with Amrita’s power-core in it. Then he held out the cord taut as he, amazingly, swiftly struck the power-core directly into it. It made a loud ‘smack’ as a big blue electrical current laced with blinding sparkles of stardust jolted over the newfound fusion phenomenon.

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Before Magdalena could say anything, she briskly came to notice that Al Rodnam had somehow magically embedded the power-core into the umbilical cord, and the whole thing was squirming about, shimmering fiercely with bright, white light, having activated somehow, and writhing fro like some rodent. The Mother stared on in amazement as she witnessed the bizarre core-in-cord amalgamation steadily metamorphose into a feisty, quivering, sea-green serpent that abruptly slithered off the man’s hands, down onto the dusty desert ground. Al Rodnam continued to be completely still.

Her mouth having dropped wide open, Lina stood staring at the serpent slithering over the ground, astounded at first but then quickly becoming frightened. She scurried back a few yards.

“There’s nothing to be scared of,” spoke the mystical Al Rodnam. “It’s Amrita.”

Magdalena’s Eyes practically bulged out of her head as the little snake slithered over to her sturdy leather boots. Lina’s legs quivered slightly as she delved into her curiosity, not too frightened, somehow having gained some confidence in Al Rodnam due to this incredible feat he had just exhibited.

The snake wrapped itself around the Mother’s left boot and glared up at her with its little beady Eyes which were now glowing brightly. It hissed, sticking its tiny tongue out with quick quivers. Then it spoke suddenly in the English language.

“Lina!” spoke the serpent slowly in a low, coarse voice that was laced with hissing sounds. “You’re beautiful. I love you.” -MIKE EYE 👽



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