Name: monsters by heaven offline
Duration: 1 min 36 s
Description: monsters

Cmdc - Tricky Time Never Slowz

monsters

Track list:

EBERSTARK - ID
nøtexist - Devoured
Brothel in Belize - Electronica
akiaura, LONOWN, STM - Internet Shelter
DJ Anemia - with you
Loneliness - Fatality
Contact Sports - Enzyme
Suzy Sheer - Glitter
DARKØ - TERRA GANG
Juche - Neo Riot
Eera - Waste Walker (Snow Strippers Remix)

EBERSTARK @ Staticvrc 54

2099

As we wander through the vastness, I can't help but stop and think about how we ended up on this ship: three different lifeforms with intertwined futures and cursed pasts...
Do we ever truly live in the present?
It's as if there's no present in zero gravity—only a transition toward the next mission.
All we get from the victories of the present is more entanglement—and more lives we eventually save.

I look at Broel and Kira, finding minuscule moments where they ignore the railgun wounds from yesterday’s battle like it’s nothing.
Our enemy is far better equipped; we’re always outnumbered. Yet somehow, our fate follows our ammo.
It’s the fate of people like us, who’ve lost everything, to prevent others from losing their hearts...as for our hearts...
some hearts are doomed from the start...

With Kira and Broel, Zan was becoming something much greater than he had ever envisioned. But he never lost sight of what made him this way: the memories he carried from Earth’s doomed cities.
Perhaps a doomed heart is all it takes to become a warrior.

M I R R O R

Doomed Heart

Presave

BILLAIN - DOOMED HEART

https://rotdotcom.bandcamp.com/track/torture

torture

2000s Rave DJ set from Empire control room in Austin Texas

EBERSTARK LIVE IN AUSTIN, TX @ EMPIRE CONTROL ROOM

Behind us lie the ruins of a half-day's fight; in front of us, finally, the "Dasaera fortress" shines, occupied by hundreds of cannons and fighters, all aiming and locked on our next and final move.
Our allies, powerless too, but at a safe distance.
Our ship, a pond of holes, empty smoking weapon shells and magazines, all out, nothing left but us bleeding out blood and oil and boiling tired anger, ready to end one or the other.
Everything has come to this point, a turning point for the liberation of Saika, another planet from the Autonomous, a split second before us.
We are so close, so, so close to having a first base, right now and forever.

I turn to Broel, who has been silent since the last wave of wiped-out catchers; a critical 5-minute game of waiting is about to come to an end. They will start shooting any second now. We are outnumbered, outgunned, and out of options...
Oh well... This life was never mine to begin with...
—"Broel, we're out of weapons and maneuverability, and this fortress packs a punch that can end us; please tell me there's a reason you're so silent."

Broel turns to Zan: "I understand that this is a modified mining slab."
Zan: "Certainly, the K-drons’ gift with Aamsit attached."
Broel: "Fuel?"
Zan: "76%, 'fullback system.'"
Broel: "A gift from the heavens..."

In what I can describe as something of a telltale that I don't feel like forgetting, the sun is dropping through the top window on Broel, facing me with a grin: "Kira, whose ambush is this?"

That very grin made me smile as I realized what this psycho meant: that this Slabship is not just a slab ship; it has an Aamsit—a damn Imperial fighter engine—and a mining front end thicker than a High Order mothership.

—"See? We got one bullet left."

You have got to be effin’ kidding me.
We are about to become a bullet shooting through the Dasaera fortress.

—"Zan, Kura, fasten your seatbelts. We aren't dying here, and if we are, we might as well liberate Saika in the process.
Zan, initiate Operation 'Saikapath.'"

I return the grin to Broel on a stupid joke because this crew changes everything, including ways of dying.
Zan: "Afterburner in 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1,"
—For you, Saum, Tarzel...
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monsters

heaven offline

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