I can see it already. I'm in my makeshift laboratory (pronounced 'la-BORE-a-tory'), aka, my garage. I'm surrounded by various oscilloscopes, soldering irons, colorful wires and a lava lamp thrown in for good measure.
The room is thick with smoke and the sweet smell of ozone as my two-wire spark-gap buzzes away in the center of the room.
Empty Jagermeister bottles and Red Bull cans litter the floor at my feet. My hair is badly in need of a trim, and standing straight up on end.
As the lightning dances about the dark clouds swirling above my house... "THAA-WUMP!!!" A DIRECT HIT! Sparks shower down from the skylight above, illuminating my sweaty, glistening skin. Deep azure flecks of light relect from my brow as I wipe away the sweat.
The chain slides freely in my hands. I ratchet the chain, hand over hand. The small platform lowers from it's high perch into the poorly lit room and settles waist high before me. The device perched there glows deep red. It throbs dimly, like an alien device sent here from some distant planet. Third cousin of Kryptonite.
As the the throbbing subsides, I can faintly make out the letters laser etched into the side of my new monstrous creation... It says, it.... says... "GLV3"
I throw my hands into the air in triumph and scream, "IT'S ALIVE!!!"
