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  PART IV — EPISODE III½: Rise of the Harmonic Order Chapter 2 — The Summoned One "The Rift Above" The rift above Delta Low widened until it swallowed half the sky — a jagged slash glowing with spectral blues that bled into ultraviolet flame. Lightning cracked inside it like someone was tuning a god-sized amplifier with a broken jack cable. Every animal on the moon went silent. Every machine stuttered. Every living thing felt its bones hum. Blind Yoda Slim steadied himself on the porch rail of his creaking hover-chair. “Easy now…” he muttered, dobro already in his lap. “Come on out and show yourself.” The light inside the rift folded. Collapsed. Re-formed… …into a silhouette. Tall. Angular. Dripping static like molten chrome. Then it stepped through. The Summoned One Its feet hit the ground with a bass thud that shook dust into spirals. Its body shimmered — part machine, part shadow, part crackling distortion. But its face… Its face wasn’t a face at al...

PART IV — EPISODE III½: Rise of the Harmonic Order Chapter 1: The Echo Storm Galactic Crossroads: EPISODE III½: Rise of the Harmonic Order — Chapter 1: The Echo Storm The galaxy did not fall silent all at once. It began with a hum — faint, brittle, like a dying filament buzz inside an amp that hadn’t been used in decades. Then the hum grew teeth. Across the spiral arms of the Orion Sector , starports flickered. Planetary comm-towers shuddered. Holo-feeds glitched into static that twisted into screaming chords with no source . Pilots abandoned their cockpits, clutching their ears. Droids folded in half like stunned insects. Even gravity hiccupped on smaller moons, pulsing in time with an unseen beat. Word spread fast: THE ECHO STORM HAD RETURNED. A cosmic feedback wave — born from the same ancient frequency that once birthed the Blues Force — now warped space, bending reality like a cheap speaker cone held too close to the sun. Only one person knew what it meant. Blind Y...

🎬 Episode II½: The Phantom Mojo A Psy-Fry Theater Original From Darkside Studio — Welcome to the Dark Side of the Mind 🌌 PROLOGUE — When the Mojo Slept Legends say the Mojo Spirit — the living soul of the Blues Force — once pulsed in every honest riff across the galaxy. It was the ache behind heartbreak ballads, the fury in stormborn solos, the tenderness in a midnight slide. But after Mojo DuPree’s final showdown with Count Syncro, the Spirit simply... quieted. Not gone. Not dead. Just sleeping, like a dragon under the Delta. And without it, the galaxy forgot how to feel . Worlds turned gray. Songs turned safe. People worked, ate, slept, and scrolled without ever realizing a part of them was missing. The only ones who remembered were the Twelve Bar Council — dwindling blues warriors who had retreated into exile, waiting for a sign the Mojo would rise again. They waited decades. And then, on a dust-choked mining planet called Rustville , the galaxy trembled. Rustvil...

Tonight on BONG TV ROCKS PSY-FRY THEATER  Attack of the Posers Movie Poster 🎤 Episode I½: Attack of the Posers (and Pedal Boards) “When the groove fades, the posers rise.” (From Darkside Studio — Welcome to the Dark Side of the Mind) They say the Blues was never meant to be easy. But when the galaxy got hooked on shortcuts, holo-fame, and pre-packaged perfection, the groove didn’t just twist — it got cheapened. Long after Mojo DuPree first lit the spark of the Blues Force , the music spread across worlds… but not always in the way the old masters dreamed. The Techno Federation had collapsed, sure — but its shadow lingered in the neon guts of Chorusonic City , where the factories ran day and night. Inside those chrome labyrinths, the AutoTune Droids worked without mercy, churning out perfect imitations of imperfect men: the Posers — hollow musicians built not from soul, but from presets. Every note flawless. Every lick sterile. Every performance the same, because ...

From Darkside Studio Welcome to the Dark Side of the Mind 🎤 Episode 0: The Delta Menace “Every legend begins with a note.” They say the first note that ever bent the fabric of the universe didn’t come from a choir of angels or a machine. It came from a handmade guitar, strung with wire pulled off a junked droid, played by a barefoot man on a planet that didn’t even have a name worth remembering. In The Beginning But the locals called it Mudwater IV , because that’s what it looked like — a swamp world turning slow in the dark, half choked by vines, half drowned in memories. And out there in the muck, under a sagging tin roof, sat Mojo DuPree . Mojo didn’t own much: a rusted slide, a six-string made from scrap, and a heart full of ghosts. But when he played, the air itself would quiver — like the world was holding its breath. Frogs shut up. Wind stopped. Even the mosquitoes hovered mid-bite, waiting to see what happened next. One morning, just as the twin suns were dragging the...

Galactic Crossroads: Episode III — The Return of the Blues 🎬 Galactic Crossroads: Episode III — The Return of the Blues Master Tagline: “The final note will echo through eternity.” Plot Summary: Years after the fall of the Record Exec Syndicate, the galaxy drifts in uneasy silence. Auto-Tune Star lies in ruins, but a new darkness hums beneath the static — Darth Reverb has returned, fusing man and machine into the ultimate digital producer. His new weapon: The Silence Engine , capable of erasing all natural sound from existence. Lando “Lightning” Vega lives as a recluse on a backwater planet, playing to ghosts in smoky cantinas. But the Blues Force never dies. When the young Padablues he once taught begin disappearing, he’s drawn back into the fight — this time not as a student, but as the Master of the Blues Force. Princess Leiatra leads the Rebel Harmony across the stars, gathering the last true musicians from forgotten worlds — the Funk Warriors of New Orleans IV, the Delta...

Episode II — Revenge of the Record Execs 🎬 Galactic Crossroads: Episode II — Revenge of the Record Execs Tagline: The Empire Strikes a Deal. Plot Summary: After Lando “Lightning” Vega’s legendary solo freed the galaxy from Darth Vinyl’s hypnotic techno tyranny, peace returned to the stars… for a while. But in the shadowy boardrooms of Corusonic City, the Record Exec Syndicate plots its comeback. Led by the ruthless CEO Lord Mixolydian , these soulless moguls hatch a plan to erase live music forever — replacing it with AI-generated pop that never sleeps, never feels, and always sells. They’ve built a new weapon: the Auto-Tune Star , a digital fortress capable of correcting every note in the universe. Meanwhile, Lando has gone into hiding, traveling from planet to planet teaching young Padablues the ancient art of emotional expression — bending strings instead of reality. But when reports surface that Darth Vinyl may have survived, reborn as a cybernetic producer known as Darth...