While listening to Impulse's sort of cyberpunky timelapse music on his recent episode, I was struck by a very vivid series of images.
PixelPulse, of course, full of life. Impulse and Max (his established hacker character who ended the AI rebellion at the cost of his own life) and all the goings on.
And then outside of PixelPulse. In the gray and swampy marshland that surrounded it.
A crumbling pyramid. A relic of times gone by, tended to by a single man.
A man who, for some reason, has condor wings.
A man who watches from the top of his pyramid as all the lights in the city go out, and who shrugs and preens and continues on.
And when Impulse comes to him, pleading, trying to explain about the robots and max and everything else, Skizz- who is all that remains of whatever made the pyramid and its surrounding ruins, perhaps a single survivor of a civilization, perhaps the embodiment of that civilization's downfall, maybe only a scavenger left after what was mighty had come to dust- saying to this too bright, too harsh, too desperate man who glows like he is something out here in the marsh where the same light can be made by rotting vegetation, and saying, so very gently, with a beautiful kind smile, "Everything dies."
