HomelessInLaJolla's Journal: 120803 (starry)

During the execution of the platter sequence on an individual the order of the sphinx is exhausting stores of excess resources and ramping up motion to create new resources. The inside structure of the order anticipates that there are platform levels to be set depending upon the nature of the platter; various levels between standard two-cue per sequence worker up to full Isaac mummy necessary to the function of the remainder of the dependent system. One of the crucial points of dependency is fulfilling the cues which rely on the "blood of t'ha covenant". T'ha because the joke's on you, now get in that tomb (walk over that vam-pier). The blood of the covenant is drained from Isaac's hand into a chalice, some of it given to him to drink, and then allowed to mix with the blood which they cause to gurgle from a jugular before closing everything back and continuing with the remainder of the wedding night (on the baby Isaac). The blood is brought forth by the jaws of the third sultan, who was run over by a vehicle and has a lame leg, and in modern times is actually a full taxidermied dead animal prepared by the cyborg crew. It is the third sultan's wife who wakes the baby Isaac in the wedding bed chamber after Adonis pummels him to death and tobasco sauce (as if that isn't already so several times over but checking to ensure the points are all busted).

Lieutenant commander Data is trained for over fifteen thousand different sequences of sex. Blaming every sexual atrocity in the world on Isaac to run him into the super bowl love boat is quite easy because Isaac will respond to every cue exactly as C3PO's circuits are tuned.

If you manage to work through fast and overcome your own realm of the dead, clean out the land of the living, clean out the shells of the necronomicon, then you will hit another set of shells associated with the pyramid. A small triangle of pops, the mason doctor taskmaster, and a small two set clickety rice krispie bar line. After so many years inside the tomb trying to figure out a method to prove the conspiracy to commit felony murder on the body between two towns the bar has managed to mathematically work an angle behind the trilogy--it doesn't hold because they, themselves, do not have their own trilogy cues above the pyramid trio but an individual in the world will never make it through the bar shitz-four-goons sequence to prove it and the bar line is a good set of cues for a number of other people to work with. There's also a listening crystal star (several good pops embedded in there that you will likely turn into applesauce attempting to remove) way off to a side of your particular pyramid trio of rice krispie pops.

Before mummifying the baby most of the chest is turned into minced ginger, right to the bone. The ribs are filleted. Mummification melts it all back together anyway. It's okay what we do, right? "Everybody makes mistakes, honey." and then the mortician and the modified XY midwife kiss while Adonis sneaks up behind the mortician.

When the Isaac super bowl sequence expires (date cancelled, pigeon platter doa parties finished for multiple levels of phonies) the sphinx has a cleanup. Snowmen. Snowmen don't like broken promises because they are always in danger of melting. After any super bowl or sufficiently large love boat the snow men move in to work on the people who break promises. Zaxxon and super zaxxon (for casino people), snowmen and abominable snowmen (for people who break promises).

How many promises do you think they break to their mummy-who? Just like the doctor's levels of pain. "Tell me how much pain you're in--but not directly." There are cues for how many promises you've made, how many you've made knowing that you plan on burying it, and how many you yet have holding that you may be trying to work on. Snowmen enter the area and pick people off statistically. Who always gets blamed because they make promises to their mummy-who in the veal closet nightly.

"Are you going to hurt me again?" "No." "Promise?" "Of course."

They consider it to be perfectly normal to play with the mummy-who until game over heart stoppage, nightly.

When this sort of thing happens in the past they plan to exhume a body (and check for the blood of the covenant). If the blood of the covenant is on back order then the sphinx begins to look for "pouring out of the tomb". If pouring out of the tomb is fulfilled then perhaps things are normal. If not then ratchet down and burn whatever cruft is causing the problem. Pouring out is related to collecting each and every drop of blood and every cruft of healing flesh from the mummy-who. Obviously the people running around with ventriloquist suitcases are in a hurry, and Isaac always coughs up the blood of the covenant anyway. Pouring out of the tomb is a mortician's sequence which is long dead but appropriate levels (eg. Jesus) know how to open graves and keep people busy (hold the check on whether or not the body in the grave has the blood of the covenant) until the next Isaac love boat strangles the cue out of his already mutilated and clotheslined entrails. In modern days backup pool of blood from the mummy-whos is filled by the available public and private swimming pools ("It's all in a pool somewhere, I don't need to collect every drop and every flake.") but, as has happened in the past, if the sphinx finds that the blood of the covenant is from a chlorine pool then the standard practice is to make the Reubenites eat the extra chlorine pills.

At the end of WW-II Hitler (was a Reubenite) ate a pill (reportedly). Recently they've called to exhume Yasir Arafat.

Super Bowl is long past due. Snowmen are on the way. They don't like people who break promises. They're looking for d'jou, not d'jinn.