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Mizo returns to Neuropunk for his third release!
"I know, I know, the Farming Convention isn't on anyone's bucket list. I promise you will actually enjoy yourself here though!", I tried to convince my mate. "Okay dude, but as soon as they start talking about fertilizers, I'm out." Good enough for me. "Deal. Hey, let's go check out that one over there!"
It's a presentation about The Mulcher, a brand new model by mega corporation, and leading technological innovator, Amizon. We're lucky, just one more feature spotlight until the live demo! "Has this ever happened to you? You drive around on your mulcher, half-way done with your field, when suddenly the engine turns off. The tank is empty! After years of research, we at Amizon have finally found a solution to this problem. With our new CONSTANT ENERGY system that converts any light, even a flashlight, into usable energy, the days of your engine stuttering are over." I noticed my mate's weary expression. "Don't worry, the live demo is next", I assured him.
"Time for the demo!", the presenter finally proclaimed as their assistant dragged out a prototype. "Ever got stuck on a ledge, or bumped into a fence with a gate that was way too far away? With The Mulcher you can just press the AERIAL button and off you go!"
The presenter hopped onto the machine and slowly drove to a little barrier his assistant put there. With the press of the aforementioned button, the vehicle began to... levitate? My mate's eyes are now open wide. "Say goodbye to any barrier that is blocking your machine!"
Something is wrong though, the presenter seems distraught. It doesn't come down. No matter how many of the assistants or people from the crowd attempt to pull the MULCHER back to the ground, it simply doesn't budge. After a while we hear a strange sound - the machine's sharp blades have begun rotating! Before anyone can react, the machine turns the helpers' hands into a thousand bloody pieces, while the hall descends into chaos. It continues on right across the stage barrier into the terrified crowd. Right as the beast starts getting uncomfortably close, the venue is
suddenly pitch black, immediately followed by a loud thump right next to us. It seems the Mulcher has been powered off! "The hall's bright lights must have overloaded its processor!", the hysterical presenter attempts to explain, "everyone, get out while we figure this out!". We run outside as fast as we could. "Okay, you win, let's skip next year's convention".
- Genre
- Drum & Bass