It was a Friday night and Panther couldn’t contain his excitement. The Protomen were playing in Nashville with bands who they regarded as their allies. These allies had the secret weapon against Wily: BLOW. (For those of you who don’t know, blow is a slang name for some cocaine. You know, the white pony.)
Right before they went on stage to rock out with their male members out, they all did a line. With their watery eyes and itchy noses they walked onto the stage where nothing mattered except… volume control. They did a quick sound check and Panther let out a merciless roar.
The set flew by quickly and after they were done, The Protomen were itching for another line. However, there was none to be found because their allies had left!
“Damn them!” Panther yelled as Heath nibbled at his fingernails with a crazed look in his eyes.
“We… need… more…” Kilroy stuttered.
It was then that they decided to take a trip to downtown Nashville where trouble was hiding in the shadows of Wily’s fortress.
An hour later, The Protomen finally made it downtown to where they were surrounded by hookers. These hookers were extremely attracted to the silvery face paint that shined bright in the moonlight. They circled around the guys as if they were circling their prey.
“Uhhh, do you know where we can score some blow?” Murphy asked as a blonde hooker licked her lips in hunger at him.
The hookers just kept circling and softly growling. Panther looked down at his Zapper and yelled, “THIS CANNOT BE THE ONLY WAY!” while he pulled it out and bashed the closest hooker with it.
She yelped in surprise and when she saw the look in his eyes, she backed down. Seeing her do this, the rest of the hookers stopped their pacing and laid down on the ground singing, “We are the dead”.
They knew they weren’t going to get any money from The Protomen. They knew that their pimp, Wily, was going to be mad. They knew that they couldn’t stop the men from getting some blow. This was their end.
After realizing this, Panther searched a hooker, found some blow, and then proceeded to climb on top of a dumpster and start singing…
“Last night I dreamed I climbed to the top of a mountain of metal and for miles I could see the destruction of man… I will not be the father of death
The others looked at him with a puzzled look and then proceeded to beat up the hookers and take their blow. When they had had their fill, they gathered together and shouted these words into the night air…
“We can’t afford to be innocent. Stand up and face the enemy. It’s a do or die situation. We will be invincible and with the power of conviction there is no sacrifice. It’s a do or die situation. We will be invincible.”
