I have travelled many miles of twisted pair copper, high fibre content optics, into space and beyond in a hithertofore futile quest for the perfect First Mod.
I sensed a ripple in the very fabric of the cosmos, drawing me, compelling me to alight here. Space and time blurred in a chaotic cacophony of colours and all was darkness within. My mind warped, back to a place out of time; long ago and far, far away.
Semi-lucid dreams of tangerine forests and marmalade skies did little to prepare me for the shock of magical metal oxides and strawberry field effects forever. Velveteen vapid vapours vanishing, and naught but a fleeting glimpse of a disembodied feline grin fading to black.
Bathed in a cold sweat, I awoke. Not as I once was, but who I was about to become. It was then I realized – in that detached out-of-body sensory space – that I was being seduced. Drawn ever closer to what I have now determined to be The Dark Side of the Force.
Try as I might, I can no longer resist because it is futile; my gasp is laminated. I must have this mod. It is, I know, a small step. But it is a giant leap to cross the chasm to the Dark Side. On the plus side, I hear they have cookies….
