-geez, he’s ugly.
-look who’s talking. I’m buying you a mirror.
-that aint my fault and shut up, I’ve never seen a human before.
-look in his pockets
-can I fire up his head?
-ssht, he’s coming to his senses
-ghoow.. my head… where am I?
-you’re in my luxurious hotel. I just saved you from a man-eating monster and you owe me your life. Become my humble slave for all eternity.
-knock it off Harry. How are you feeling?
-eeh? Who are you people? Don’t come any closer!
-this is Harry and I’m Threephase. We were trying to save our king but the angel who transformed us didn’t keep his promise and we saved you instead.
-wait, could it be?? MY KING!
Threephase slapped Harry.
-owch damnit. What a waste of time. Chaos will definetally eat up the galaxy at this rate.
-I don’t get it
-do you have anything to do with the HyperTriangle?
-who are you anyway?
-I AM HYPERSYNTELICUS!*
*hypersyntelikos is the past perfect tense in greek .
Parallel fourths, diminished fifths, switching from 4/4 to 13/8, chromatic scale fall, Elvis wearing a string, Beatles dressed like nazis, Maddona with a robe, Dalai Lama commiting suicide, british people stop drinking tea.
That’s just to describe how intense the previous scene was.
-yeah, yeah do you see? Its all clear to me now. All these hypersymmetric particles solve the problem. For every boson-hamiltonian eigenstate, there’s a fermionic coresponder!
-hey hey buddy, will ya be cleaning those afterwards?
-but whats he writing?
-…because Ρμ=-iθμ, so..
-hoi, go somewhere else do your graffities.
-..murmur, because this hyperfield f equals to x(t)-iθβ(τ) minus..
-slap him with your tail
-..but with Poli’s equation ½m(σ(p-qA))²+qφ murmur, the manifold..murmur..
-I’ll go get the others
-no, this is where the neutralinos fit, through W± to charginos.
Harry walked out and Threephase with Hypersyntelicus stared at the scrabbled wall.
-what do you think?
-that’s nice. What is it?
-the theory of everything.
-yep, it describes everything.
-well, it’s really simple afterall, do you know about the graviton?
-what about gravity?
-better leave it
-whats wrong with your eyes?
-that’s Uriel’s fault! But I can see a whole lot better now..
-me too, I just realized I can zoom-in to quarks
-no, ducks do the quacks. Its quarks.
-what are ducks?
-I told you, its this angel who transformed us toget out in space
-that’s a coincidence, although I didn’t wanna go to space
-what did you look like before?
-what do you mean? I’m the same. Except that zoom thing maybe..
-you didn’t transform? And you look like this?
-what? Whats wrong with me?
Uriel with Michaelangelo and Harry walked in the room.
-you guys all look like you came out of a Spielberg movie
-you needed a more futuristic design. Uriel said to Threephase
-Syntelicus! Miguel shaked ex-Ben’s hand.
-its Hyper-Syntelicus now. Look at this, look. Hypersymmetry is the true expression of physical geometry. He proudly showed his wall.
-how are you feeling? Any injuries?
-all these people at the reception.. is there an event or something?
-I’m going to the bufe. If you need me to save the world, I’ll be downstairs, eating.
-I’m fine. I can zoom-in to quarks.
-DESIGN? I LOOK LIKE A FIREFLY-GHOST YOU BASTARD!
Threephase was banging Uriel’s head with the phone-base.
-you saved us Hypersyntelicus. You’re a real hero.
Michaelangelo patted the physicians back.
-eh, that was nothing
-I helped a bit too.. Uriel raised a finger while holding a pillow on his head because Threephase was banging him with a reading lamp.
-we don’t have much time. Michaelangelo advised. Threephase with Harry will find their king and we’ll go to the Machine to restore Order. HyperTriangle will return, the war will be called-off, Hypersyntelicus will take over the system, Ru will work doubleshifts and I’ll take some vacation time.
-doubleshifts??? Ru complained
-my back hurts lately. Miguel explained
Hypersyntelicus tried to console Threephase who was still hitting uriel.
They all took an elevator to the reception of the hotel to find Harry.
-stardust sandwiches with gamma radiation. I don’t know what they are, but they take “delicious” to another level.
Harry was attacking the bufe.
-Peanutpie! Sugared buns!! Parfaits!
Michaelangelo forgot his plans and joined the horse.
Hypersyntelicus started chatting with Uriel and Threephase went to the toilet.
-I didn’t introduce myself. I’m Uriel. Friends call me Ru.
-ya gotta shorten it, I aint calling you like that, it takes ages to type.
-type? Where are we now Ru?
-7.6 kparsec from where we picked you. pretty close to the center of the galaxy, in the omega nebula.
-ah, Miguel lives here
-all angels live here. Can I call you Peri?
-it’s a shortcut to the anagram of your name
-why would you anagram my name?