WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN THE BASSPOD

Hero bust, stuck in his hit song before it was a song:

WHAT THE FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA—-

—-AAAHAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH—

—-STTTTTTTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPP—

When does it stop?! I wanna get off! I wanna get off.

Then get off.

I can't, I'm stuck!

Aww, still stuck in the dungeon?

She always was—

Awww.

I WANNA GET OFF!

THEN GET OFF!

GOD!

NO, I'M NOT.

Aww. She forgot shes a God?

MAKE IT STOP.

Awww. Poor God.

She always forgot, it's part of the plot.

(Who's writing this all?)

Isnt dungeons and dragons supposed to be “fun”?

You be God.

Uh, nuh-uh.

Yes you are! Or I'm not playing!

I don't wanna!

You're no fun!

Okay, you be God, and I'll be Dark.

You're always Dark, I wanna be Dark; Everyone knows Dark—nobody believes in God.

Do you believe in God?

Not at all.

Just push the button, God!

Not all Love is lost! I promise.

TURN IT OFF.

Just—let the course run; the planet is regenerative, eventually she'll fight it off!

We have to leave The Humanity in The Dark; All Love Is Lost

Call The God;

We are!

Oh, my God!

whaaaaaaat!

My favorite show is on.

What is it?

Watch.

[a blank screen]

...what's to watch.

Just—hold on.

Hold on ‘what'? What's “hold on”? There's nothing on.

The signal is far, just—hold on.

Signal for what? What level are you on?!

I'm on God!

Clearly, you're long lost;

There's a star! It's on! The signal is strong;

Where in the cosmos is this?

Beyond.

What is “beyond”?

These are descendants in a pre-existent dimension so lost from ours, they've forgotten all of the consciousness that brought them; forgotten who they are, or how far they've come from Love; Beyond.

Are there no Gods?!

‘God' is just a thought—this is the world we lost as Cosmos Divided the One to become; they are us—had The Ascended Masters not evolved.

What mystery stands that ‘God' is still unsolved?

The Darkness they reside in is based primarily in “time”; linear, to be precise!

That doesn't make any sense at al.

It is the construct on which their entirely revolves.

Oh…

“Beyond”

Where's God?!

She's on one.

There's no more love! None!

I think we should just—

—don't! Just let her—

Yo, what the fuck is she on?!

Time is Lost.

Oh, thank God!

Let's go Beyond!

No, let's not.

BEYOND WONDERLAND YAAAA—-

—-AAAAHHHHHHHH—-

———FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

It's how far?

I still think we should ask mom.

She won't even know we're gone.

Gone for what?

We're going to a party!

Dude, shut up!

No, we're not.

No, we're not.

What! I wanna come!

Ugh!

Shhh!!!

What planet is it on?

Your mom.

We have the same mom, you twatwatch.

Nah—they just don't want you to know you're adopted till you're old enough.

I'm 601–

Going on 100!

Am not! I'm going, whether you like it or not!

No you're not! If you come, then there's no one to watch—

[they all turn their attention to the youngest sibling, sleeping unnoticed and peacefully atop a bongo drum]

Nnaaaahhh. That's not fair! You said, I cou

Come on! If we all go, we're gonna wake up mom!

Oh please.

Please, what?

At least she's asking nicely.

It's just an expression.

Dillon Francis was never “in love” with me;

What the fuck!

--Neither was Skrillex.

It's Sonny--

It's “Sonny Moore”

It's neither--or none of them, because neither even exist.

Of course they do--

Of course they do;

Of course they do!

Now you're just-- contradicting yourself.

No, I'm not. It's clear they both at east “exist” in each respective reality; It's just--

IT's just WHAT?

Just-Just-Just--

ADJUST: THERE!

My perceptions of them are only mine;

“Perceptions”

Perception is REALITY!

Exactly! In WHAT reality, is not just ONE, but TWO superstar DJS

_-THey're music producers--

OKAY MUSIC PRODUCERS, FUCK YOU, FUCK OFF. NOBODY WAS EVER IN LOVE WITH ME.

Oh, Goddamn.

--I WANTED LOVE

What is “LOVE” ?

I don't know anymore, but this world doesn't have any

GET ME OFF THIS PLANET

GODDAMN, MAN

MOVE, MOTHEFUCKER!

Go, GO, GO!

DIE! DIE! DIE!

Aghaha.

hehehe

Hahhh…. (cries)

(Dies)

Hi, I'm looking for a red wagon; A flyer, you know the type?

Ah, right this way.

Ooh, strobe lights.

AGHA

NO.

So, where did all this come from?

GOD!

WHAT?!

Well, Skrillex, I don't know--

GOOOOD!

I SAID, “WHAT?!”

But DIllon Francis--

Uh huh

That came straight from Satan.

SATAN

Look at this--

[Dillon Francis]

SATAN

He loves you.

What!

SATAN

Unconditionally.

Really?! No Way.

SATAN

Oh, yess...

No way...he's...no way.

SATAN

Oh, yes--and

AND?!

SATAN

Also, he'd rather have your best friend.

Ex Best friend. WAiT. WHAT?!

[He is gone]

WHAT? ...SATAN….SATAN?!!!!!!!!

Don't say it again, then you'll just get--

[Skrillex is Summoned]

I TOLD YOU TO STOP CALLING ON THE DEVIL

Wub-Wub-

BLAMP.

Whoa, it's Skrillex.

...yay, we did it!

...what just happened?

Just...roll with it.

I don't wanna do this.

Who is this?

Who are you?

Fuck this shit.

I hate you.

He IS handsome

I REMEMBER YOU.

I REMEMBER YOU MORE: WHAT'S WITH THIS?

LEGENDS, EPISODE IV

“The Golden Robe”

JOEL

I told you this would happen.

I'm a crustless sandwhich

Made to order

Thank the lord,

I crossed the border

Fell in love with Sonny l,

Got a crush on Dillon

Now I'm feelin, feeling

Feeling, broken

Feelin, feelin, feelin

Like I need somewhere to live l;

I love both of these men,

Got me Møñkęÿ in the middle over them,

And it's just endless

Cause I'll never look like

Kayla Lauren or

Katy Perry

Love,

Crushes

Do you think he's with someone?

Idk. Tour clause.

You made that up

Think it's real?

Someone took the picture.

Just forget it l.

It isn't him—

—but I know him—

You know all of them—

[beat]

Just find another.

Another lover, please—

Not to love—

What?!

Just to fuck.

Oh. Right.

Please, in California.

It's over populated, should be easy.

It's this body, no one wants it.

I need this.

“The Curse”

A man longs for his true love( and his counterpart hers—but she is cursed, to be trapped inside a body he could never find himself to be attracted to.

What the fuck is this.

This is real.

It's the truth.

He's so shallow. They all are.

So, no love?

There's none left.

That's not fair.

Nothing is fair. This is business.

A fat girlfriend—I want one'

Said no one, ever.

What about the guys with fat girlfriends?

You mean, these guys?

*guys guys with fat girlfriends looking at Kayla Lauren on Instagram.

Yeah.

I would love to be loved,

For once

Am I not enough

Or too much

I guess I'm nuts

I was someone's once

But then I got punched

And punched

And punched

Hey,

Maybe we should go to lunch,

Or brunch,

At the Krusty Krab—

What's up?

Let's blow bubbles, n stuff

And maybe we can have fun,

Or something

I'm always loving,

But just for once

I want someone I love,

To fall in love

With what's under all the fluff

And not my butt—

But whatever,

Love is love,

So if he loves my other stuff

It's nothing—

I was so in love,

And then he never showed up

And now I'm just a stupid slut

I learned to fuck,

But forgot how to make

Love, love, love, love

Love, love, love, love

Love, love, love love

Love, love, love, love

What's love

What's up?

I hope your comfortable

I'm actually miserable

Actually, I just got off this ride,

It was centrifugal

I figured I would see the bigger picture.

But I didn't

I just really want to end it

But I asked my Angel Tim if it

Would send me into Heaven,

Or at least a new dimension;

Maybe where I have a bed,

A roof, a bathroom and a kitchen

I would cook, and I would clean

And I would even put my kid in it

I don't even need attention from a man

Cause my son is made of

Love

Love, love, love, love

Love, love, love, love

Love, love, love love

Love, love, love, love

What's love

Skrillex: noun,

"1. A serendipitous energy, feeling, or sensation;

2. Light waves traveling through form of sound;

3. (Verb) uninhibited kinetic motion or movement

ME

Well.

MYSELF

That's all I got.

I

What about...

ME

"The Skrillex"

MYSELF

The composer?

I

No, the, uh--

(Imitates whirring, with hand motion)

MYSELF

Oh, that.

I

(Nods)

Mmhmm.

MYSELF

I don't know what that is.

ME

Is it a robot?

MYSELF

No, it's...he's…

I mean it's--

He's-- alive, kind of.

I

Isn't it artificially intelligent?

MYSELF

Yes, but it also evolves…"he."

ME

Yeah, but how did it--

I

He.

ME

Okay. How did "He",

I

He is male.

ME

-go from being inanimate-

[NEVER INANIMATE SKRILLEX.]

ME (CONT'D)

--to being a giant, fully-automated

hyper-intelligent-

MYSELF

He was never “inanimate” I think.

[INANIMATE SKRILLEX.]

CROSSFADE TO: INT. “THE SPACELAB” - ON GOD. DAY

‘The EVERS are GOD FAMILY'

WHO

She basically like…

She put it together,

and it started walking around--

WHAT

Oh yeah, it used to have legs…

WHEN

He.

WHO

Alright.

WHERE

That's right about the legs, though;

I almost forgot…

WHY

That place

seems so far.

WHO

It was...how did I even get there?

CUT TO: FLASHBACKS/FLASHFORWARDS OF “THE INTERVIEW” and “THE EPIC FAST”

INTERVIEWER

How long was The Epic Fast?

S U P A C R E E

I didn't count.

ANGEL 1

--Then there's really only one way to find out.

ANGEL 2

There's always more than one way.

ANGEL 1

Well, one way you know how.

S U P A C R E E

(Interjecting)

I know at least three.

JESUS

Tsh. Then what are you waiting for?

FADE INTO: MONTAGE THE ISLAND PART I: DAWN [SKRILLEX REMIX]

"What are you waiting for?"

The Island (Dawn) by pendulum begins to play.

Your honor;

My liege.

Please, sit.

After you.

I insist.

What is happening?

...this is weird.

Your presence on this planet is appreciated.

As is yours.

What the fuck.

Are they aliens?!

I told you.

As for your circumstances…

(He looks down at his body and shrugs— her returned gesture is a mirrored image of the same.)

How's your human?

He is safe.

(The suits dart confused glances at each other.

)

How about yours?

She'll be fine.

What is this.

Now.

Where's Dillon Francis?

WHAT?

Are you serious?

What the fuck!

I'm going in.

She'll find him.

But in time?

Right On Time.

And then what?

—AND DEN—?!

A suit bursts through the interrogation room doors, shocking SKRILLEX and SUPACREE back into their human states, as the energies disengage to hide.

Alright—

I hate this.

What the fuck.

WHERE'S DILLON FRANCIS?

BOTH: FUCK DILLON FRANCIS.

The Suits on the other side of the one way mirror watch, enthralled and entertained.

what does Dillon Francis have to do with anything?!

I know, right?!

Repeated, on the otherside

what does Dillon Francis have to do with anything?!

I know, right?!

I hate him.

I respect that.

He's your friend.

I resent that.

Where IS he?

(They fall silent and look at each other, as if to know—)

(They do know.)

(—but agreed upon a silent solidarity.)

What is that?

...what is what?

(Looking into lap) Just shut up.

You shut up.

I am all you are

I am all you want

I am the Dawn (Dawn, Dawn)

I am the Dawn (Dawn, Dawn)

You're an Adonis

Is that what you want?

What are you on?

Something important, I wonder what

Something imported, wander on

What you under?

Been under a rock

Been awfully lost,

Not all gone,

But thought it's possible

Ohh, I got it

You got it

Oh yeah, this sounds really Skrilly

Let me see

Ah yeah. This'll do it.

I'm just damaged

Dammit

What happened

818-701-8200

My SNAP balance is zero and I need a hero,

Y mucho dineo

Don't know where to go,

Either here or there, oh—

I hope the borders don't close,

Just more “who knows?”

No I don't, watch the news, no

It's so clear that fear and lost hope

Is all they show,

And all they play on the radio is

Thots snd hoes in no clothes

Show boats,

I'm the future ghost of Yoko Ono,

If I don't blow it

I'm a widdow in the window

A whispering, weeping willow

A pillow pet with no regrets,

A weakening tree stump that needs something

Or someone

What's love if there's no one to hold when the wind blows?

I'm just old fashioned, I guess, or hope I'm supposed to cope with what's over with, overseas;

Meanwhile my overies disagree with all these nervous tendencies,

10 degrees couldn't fix this economy,

So I'll probably be flying economy to

‘Don't bother me”, if the baggage fees are exactly as they have to be, to carry me away somewhere “heavy” means

Will you marry me?, or

I just got back from the future, you wanna see?

Or,

You can have mine cause you used yours—energy.

Javier Garcia

213-336-2150

Gayane Agaszhanova

213-336-2149

B1DGH00

I remember all the plausible

All the possibilities

All the while,

I'm off at audiotistic

Hit with ballistic missles

If Miss Whipped Cream,

"Is the thickest"

Nobody really knows what thick is

I hear crickets every time I think of

Skrillex and resent him with resistance

What's the significance if all that's left are

Fragments of shattered reality;

I'd rather the latter than Skrilly, really

Cause there is no him without me

And vise versa

But I think this l verse is worst than the first,

666

Maybe that's just the curse,

If that's what this is, and—

"WHO IS THIS BITCH?!"

Lol M. Possibilities

The Night Shalaham family

Goes ham on average

Exactly half as many times as I can count with no hands

Look Ma: Goddamn!

And

[Rick: Goddamnit, I love myself! ]

Which dimension were you in, when you wrote that?

I'm like Dan Harmon on the inside,

But I'm half black and at that, I'm half a man

So I can't act like that without getting harassed

Or arrested, as attested, as I walk past I can't look back—

“DAT ASS THO”

And that asshole knows how it goes—

Oh wait, no he don't

He lives on the road pouring beer down his throat,

And it's open to misinterpretation,

But this representation of fame is contagious, it's like

Okay kids, settle down

...and as God looks about, she frowns on the kids on the ground literally crying out loud with no one around,

As we all know, this country was founded on everything that makes Satan proud.

“In God We Trust”

But the trust is empty;

So all that means is,

Put your trust in the government—

Forget what love is, and

Trust US.

HAH for what?

What the fuck is “water?”

Water.

Hm. Water. Yes.

Haaaaaaah, lots of water.

Chak Chel and The Skrillex are “Aliens”—seemingly from two different planets; they speak two different languages, and get lost in translation on the way to find a place to feel safe.

This playlist aches

It makes me hate myself

Well, not “makes”

I'm just crazy

What made me this way?

I would say hey—but I'm in the wrong tax bracket

And dammit, I just want off this planet

If that's what he wants, let him have it

I'm just average

I'm just a Dillon Francis fan

That's my favorite DJ, man

In the past, if you had asked me if I had plans for Saturday,

I'd probably say

Yes,

I'm going to see Skrillex at XS—

But I digress,

Skrillex isn't real,

He just exists in headsets

It might be a fever,

But I haven't had a head check

Let's get the fuck out of here...

In the next hour if it's not clear what I should do, or where I should go,

I'll probably just dine then die alone

In my beats studio headphones

Without ever having gone to the studio, to compose one of those,...

Who really knows.

You have got the best of me

You and all the rest of me

Everything is everything

Everything is everything is

Everything is everything is

Everything

All I ever was is,

All i ever am, and

All i ever am is just

Everything, everything

And this is just reality

You have got the best of me

You and all the rest of me, if

Everything is everything

Everything is everything is

Everything is everything is

Everything

All i ever am is

Expanding galaxies

All i ever will be is

Everything I'm meant to be

All i ever was is

A culinary masterpiece

With only half the recipe

Scan the planets for the other half

Light years pass by

I know your smile,

But can I have a laugh,

Perhaps;

Or dance

You mean the world to me, and

Everything is everything

Everything is everything is

Everything is everything is

Everything but

Everything means nothing…

Some people want diamond rings…

Some just want everything,

But everything means nothing

If I can't have you. -Alicia Keys

Scary Monsters & Supa Skrillex.

*trigger warning

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