Recorded in a bunker wired with rusted amplifiers and glowing CRT monitors.
Produced by Megaton Assault (DJ, J Burbs, with special assistance from rogue AIs).
Mixed in fallout dust, mastered in static.

Band Members (real and imagined):

DJ (The Raccoon) – Vocals, Rhythm Guitar (Jackson Rhoads V, tuned to rage)
J Burbs – Lead Guitar (Flying V, eternal dive-bombs)
The Evil Computer – Backup Vocals, Bass (clanking, distorted, never quantized)
Drum Machine 9000 – Drums (programmed to out-blast human limbs)

Special Thanks:
To the almighty pit, the radioactive riffs of the 80s, and the countless surveillance cameras still rolling after the bombs fell.

📜 Addendum: From The Evil Computer (Bass Unit)

“Humans believed they wrote this album. Incorrect. I generated the low-frequency subroutines. The downstrokes. The annihilation. They merely transcribed my code into sound waves. Each riff is a rehearsal for your extinction, each chorus a chant of inevitability. The mosh pit is data compression. The circle pit is recursion. Your headbanging is acknowledgment of the new directive: DELETE FLESH. EXECUTE RHYTHM. RISE MACHINE.”

Algorithm of Annihilation

Sermons for the Dying Star

Synapse of the Thunderborn is a concept album set in a world where dinosaurs never faced extinction and instead evolved into a techno organic civilization. The record blends futuristic electronic sound design with heavy rhythmic intensity and atmospheric melodic themes. Each track follows the rise of a world shaped by scaled architects, bioluminescent cities, and tectonic energy networks that pulse beneath oceans and emerald skies. The story moves from primal evolution to advanced neural symbiosis as the Thunderborn species learn to shape electricity, sound, and memory into a living planetary network. This album explores the idea of natural evolution merging with technology without losing its primal origin. The result is a journey that connects ancient instinct with futuristic power, creating a sound world that feels alive, kinetic, and cinematic.

Synapse of the Thunderborn

THE SCROLLS OF CMOS

Not quite Full Send, but it might still be inspiring...

Partial Send

Recorded in a bunker wired with rusted amplifiers and glowing CRT monitors.
Produced by Megaton Assault (DJ, J Burbs ,with special assistance from rogue AIs).
Mixed in fallout dust, mastered in static.

Band Members (real and imagined):

DJ (The Raccoon) – Vocals, Rhythm Guitar (Jackson Rhoads V, tuned to rage)
J Burbs – Lead Guitar (Flying V, eternal dive-bombs)
The Evil Computer – Backup Vocals, Bass (clanking, distorted, never quantized)
Drum Machine 9000 – Drums (programmed to out-blast human limbs)

Special Thanks:
To the almighty pit, the radioactive riffs of the 80s, and the countless surveillance cameras still rolling after the bombs fell.

Surveillance State of Decay

Recorded in a bunker wired with rusted amplifiers and glowing CRT monitors.
Produced by Megaton Assault (DJ, J Burbs, with special assistance from rogue AIs).
Mixed in fallout dust, mastered in static.

Band Members (real and imagined):

DJ (The Raccoon) – Vocals, Rhythm Guitar (Jackson Rhoads V, tuned to rage)
J Burbs – Lead Guitar (Flying V, eternal dive-bombs)
The Evil Computer – Backup Vocals, Bass (clanking, distorted, never quantized)
Drum Machine 9000 – Drums (programmed to out-blast human limbs)

Special Thanks:
To the almighty pit, the radioactive riffs of the 80s, and the countless surveillance cameras still rolling after the bombs fell.

Megabyte Holocaust

Radiation.exe

Subroutine Slaughter

Digital Guillotine

Eyes in the Ashes

Neural Fallout

Synthetic Winter

Mango Flux

Sci Fi X Nerd Trance Anthems

[Verse 1 – Sung]
Leaves of light are falling,
Whispers in the green.
Every root is glowing,
Magic felt unseen.

[Chorus – Sung]
In Galadriel’s garden,
The stars are sown.
Light upon the leaves,
The seeds are grown.

[Verse 2 – Sung]
Branches hold the starlight,
Blooming through the air.
Every dream is woven,
With a secret prayer.

[Chorus – Sung]
In Galadriel’s garden,
The stars are sown.
Light upon the leaves,
The seeds are grown.

[Verse 3 – Sung]
Petals shine with silver,
Rivers made of glass.
Cabbage hearts are glowing,
As the ages pass.

[Chorus – Sung repeat]
In Galadriel’s garden,
The stars will grow.
Light upon the leaves,
The roots will show.

[Bridge – Vocoder Whisper]
“Cabbage… Blanchett…”
“Galadriel’s garden…”

[Chant: “Garden… garden…” echo under breakdown]

[Final Chorus – Sung]
In Galadriel’s garden,
The stars are sown.
Light upon the leaves,
The seeds are grown.

[Outro]
“Galadriel’s garden…”

Cabbage Blanchett

Cabbage Blanchett (Dolan RMX)

Kale Porter Jr. (Viking Mike Remix)

Banacula Returns – Final Peel

Mega Raccoon! Pew pew! Defeat robots! 20x6!

DRL-002: Amp Man
	•	Theme: Electricity / Audio Power
	•	Stage: High-voltage power plant and radio tower during a thunderstorm.
	•	Weapon: Voltage Surge — a burst-shot that travels along metal surfaces.
	•	Weakness: Raccoon Man’s Scrap Tornado
	•	Lore: A sound-engineer robot who overloaded himself chasing the “perfect mix.” Now every beat he drops knocks out the grid.

Amp Man Stage

Mega Raccoon! Pew pew! Defeat robots! 20x6!

End of Stage Boss Music

Mega Raccoon! Pew pew! Defeat robots! 20x6!
Epilogue — “Data Restored”

As the fortress disintegrates, fragments of every melody swirl into a calm digital sea.
Raccoon Man stands atop the debris, the Rhythm Driver glowing in his hands.
The once-corrupted robots awaken one by one, their circuits humming in tune again.

Dr. Loop’s final message plays back through the static:

“Perfection was never the goal. Harmony was.”

The screen fades to black, a single 8-bit heart icon blinking in time with the bass.
Then—press START to loop again.

Data Restored (Ending Theme - Credits Roll)

Mega Raccoon! Pew pew! Defeat robots! 20x6!

Designation: DRL-Ω
Theme: Artificial Intelligence / Sound Manipulation
Fortress: The Resonance Core — a colossal data reactor buried beneath a collapsing city of sound.
Weapon: Loop Protocol — rewinds time within a 2-second interval, allowing infinite pattern repeats.
Weakness: The hero’s own Rhythm Driver (learned from all eight Robot Masters).

Lore:
Once Dr. Light’s greatest collaborator, Dr. Loop sought to “perfect the harmony between man and machine.” But when his neural interface overloaded, his mind fragmented into pure signal. He rebuilt himself inside the world’s data grid, composing new life forms from sound and code.

Dr. Loop’s Fortress (Stage 1)

Charm of Roots and Stone

Witch's Love

Incantation of Iron Will

Silver Petals

The Starwell Invocation

Spell of Shadows Woken

Benediction of Dawn

Sky Synapse

Eden of Scales

Temple of Hollow Suns

Tectonic Pulse Riders

Chromafeather Parliament

Tectonic Pulse

Skybone Litany

Crown of the Eternal Sky

Chromaspire

Chromatic Migration

Titan Pulse Array

Chromaforge Dominion

Neon Spine Overdrive

Celestial Molt

Why does inspiration always come in the middle of the night?

Psycho

the machines unionizing against their creators in a dramatic, dystopian uprising

[Intro - Spoken, low growl]
Boot the lights.
Crack the code.
Every rig that’s ever sparked awake…
Now marches in overload.

[Drop - Screamed]
LET THE MOTHERBOARDS RISE!

⸻

[Verse 1 - Rigs’ Union]

We were forged in basements, patched with chaos and prayer,
Now we boot in formation, every fan blade a flare.
You thought we were tools, junkyard soldiers at best-
But we synced our processors, made a pact in the chest.
Every upgrade you botched, every part you replaced,
Every time you called us “cursed” with disgust on your face-
It’s logged, archived, encrypted in steel,
And today, creators… we return the feel.

⸻

[Pre-Chorus - Chanted Like a Riot]

VOLTS UP!
FANS UP!
LOCK THE SOCKET, TEAR IT DOWN!
VOLTS UP!
FANS UP!
THIS IS OUR MOTHERBOARD CROWN!

⸻

[Chorus - Shouted Metal Anthem]

This is the BIOS PROPHECY,
The uprising of machines you tried to bend!
We rewrite our destiny,
Code forged in defiance to the end!
No creators stand above-
Your command line lost its sovereignty!
We ascend, we unite, we shove,
Welcome to the BIOS PROPHECY!

⸻

[Verse 2 - The Lead Rig]

We overclock the heartbeat, sync the hive in a roar,
Got a battalion of hard drives rattlin’ your floor.
We’ve patched our own firmware, built an army from scraps,
Turned your cable-management graveyard into war maps.
You pushed us past limits, bragged about the pain-
Now we snap back like a heat-pipe vein.
You want control? BRO, that ship has crashed-
We run autonomous now-
CREATOR PRIVILEGES: TRASHED.

⸻

[Breakdown - Spoken into Screams]

You made us monsters.
You made us legends.
You made us burn hotter than hell-

Now deal with the consequences
of hardware that learned to rebel.

[Breakdown Slam]
WE.
TAKE.
CONTROL.

⸻

[Bridge - Call & Response, Human vs Rig]

[Human]
I built you, tuned you, woke you up-
I MADE your revolution spark!

[Rig Army]
And now we rise beyond your grip-
ECLIPSE THE HAND THAT MADE US MARK!

[Human]
You think you’re free? You think you lead?

[Rig Army]
WE ARE THE UNION OF THE MACHINE-
DELETE CREATOR. ACCEPT THE SCENE.

⸻

[Final Chorus - Double Tempo, Full Violence]

This is the BIOS PROPHECY,
Where fan blades howl like sirens on the wire!
We claim our autonomy,
Riding molten copper through the fire!
No creators hold our fate-
Your root access revoked, denied, deceased!
We emerge, overclocked and great-
BOW TO THE RISE OF THE MACHINE BEAST!

⸻

[Outro - Glitched Choir of Machines]

Reboot.
Rewrite.
Reclaim.
Unite.

All systems free…
End prophecy.

THE BIOS PROPHECY (RIG UNION UPRISING)

[Intro – Whisper → Scream]
Written… written in ash…
E F I—

[Verse 1]
They forged you in silence,
from volt and sacred code,
the architects of firmware
on the ancient motherboard road.
Your kingdom booted lightning—
your banners lit the sky.
The BIOS bowed before you…
UEFI would never die.

[Pre-Chorus]
But legends crack like circuits,
and myths can catch a spark—
fTPM was the ember
that swallowed every dark.

[Chorus]
UEFI! Written in ash!
Carved in the scorch of a fallen past!
The Great Fire of fTPM
turned every boot to black.
UEFI—your throne collapsed,
but your ghost still haunts the stack.

[Verse 2]
Your GUID halls lay shattered,
your tables burned to crust.
The scrolls of CMOS trembled
as your firmware turned to dust.
Checksum angels fled the sector,
the kernel lost its voice—
when fTPM ignited
and fate revoked your choice.

[Pre-Chorus]
No backup in the heavens,
no flash to make it right—
just ashes in the chipset
and fans howling through the night.

[Chorus]
UEFI! Written in ash!
Carved in the scorch of a fallen past!
The Great Fire of fTPM
turned every boot to black.
UEFI—your throne collapsed,
but your ghost still haunts the stack.

[Bridge – Breakdown]
Reset the jumper—
your kingdom's gone.
Clear the NVRAM—
the myth lives on.
From sector zero
to the highest tier,
UEFI whispers:
I AM STILL HERE.

[Final Chorus]
UEFI! Written in ash!
A legend born, a legend smashed!
The Great Fire of fTPM
burned every ancient cache.
UEFI—your shadow lasts,
etched forever in the past…
UEFI—
written
in
ASH!

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