Fuss About a Bus

[bertinator]

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Skulls and Elyana agreed to meet back at the bar the next day, preparing to meet up with a small squad of Skion troopers.

"So Skulls, before we head out, let me ask. Whats the story with you and the battlebus?"
"Oi lady. Me and the partybattlebus, we go waaayy back."



"When I was just a regular trooper, the partybattlebus was just a regular bus."



"And then I found the RaveGlaive. That's when we started partying, me and the bus. And all the friends we made along the way."



"We were unstoppable."



"Then one night after a party we made a little stop. I must've had one too many Maniak Beers, cuz' I had to share some with the grass."



"But when i looked up, the bus was gone."



"That's it. I searched for years, but there was no trace of the bus."
"But now you found it? How?"
"I stumbled upon a video on BrikTok. A random farmgirl was dancing to some tunes. And I immediately recognized that music - it's the music from the battlebus."
"Hey I think I saw that one. So the bus is at their farm?"



"Let's find out!"

[bertinator]

Mission Log Day 1361.

Hook successfully acquired 4 of his former squadmates for integration into our faction, bringing our total number to 30, in accordance with the projected figures. This development elicits a positive response from my circuits.

Nova has submitted a request for a modification of the movement protocol in order to expand her designated workspace. I have denied the request, as there is no discernible fault in the existing protocol.

A new performance record was achieved by Unit utilizing the cannon he constructed - a distance of 170 studs with an accuracy margin of 3 studs. I trust that the neighboring agricultural unit is not experiencing distress due to the audible detonation.

Slice has documented observations regarding the auditory output emanating from the partybattlebus. She notes that while it may not reach the decibel levels experienced during the RagnaRock Festival broadcast, the fundamental essence remains unaltered. This outcome has generated contentment within her circuits, a sentiment with which I concur.

End of log update.

[bertinator]

Not far from the technobandit party zone, Cleetus McXenobutcher manages another long day at the farm.



"Pa, them technobandits done gone and fired their cannons again. Done scared them sheep!"
"Don't you fret none, Sandy! Git on back inside and check on Candy, make sure she's tending to her schoolin'. And holler at Mandy to fetch me some RutaBanga from the garden!"



"Allen, how them Damndelions doin'?"
"They're doin' mighty fine, Cleetus. Blossomin' up just like we seen 'em when we came 'round them Tannhäuser moons."
"End of the month, then?"
"That's the reckonin'."



"Jeremiahdediah."
"Mr. Xenobutcher."



"Just startin' out there, son?"
"Yes, boss. Darlene here keeps tryin' to make a break for it."
"Well, ain't no cow that Duno Harm can't milk, am I right?"
"You got that right, boss."
"Carry on, then."

[bertinator]

As the clock struck noon, Elyana and Skulls descended upon the farm, their presence heralding the impending clash.



Alongside them, a fellowship of valiant heroes had gathered, each leading their own squads, united by a common cause.



"What's that music I'm hearing?"
"That's the music generated by the partybattlebus itself, Lady."
"It's... ossum!"
"And she's playing it just for you!"



"How does that work?"
"The original constructor was a radio wavefront specialist. He built the signal converter into the bus. It captures quantumripples of battles, explosions, supernovas and screaming minifigures from all around the brikverse and merges it into a cascade of pure, raging, motivating music. It appeals to the listener like her favourite style of music, so it sounds different to everyone, technically."



"I am filled with boundless excitement and determination. Let's fucking go!"

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