Series 6498A: Colleges don't offer Prosolar Mechanics
Title
1: Maybe you're not good enough, after all. Before it gets any
worse, catch yourself. Stop your degrading and self-obsessed whining about
how you've been rejected by your parents, your teachers, your peers, coworkers
and the rest of mainstream society. Realize that you are just like them,
and the more time you sit home watching cable and surfing the internet,
the more forgettable you are becoming. This is happening by the minute.
There is no piercing or tattooing, there is no automobile or computer
that you can buy, there is no band you can follow that will save you from
blending in any more. They are on to us. Superficial rebellion isn't only
cool, it's trendy and quite marketable. Go deeper. Convince yourself to
do better. Find a way.
Title 2-1: Only a slight relevance to real life. Somewhere,
there is a universe where actors, athletes and rock stars are known for
the greedy, slack and self-important lowlifes that they are. In this world,
scientists, mechanics, daycare workers, firefighters, teachers and EMTs
live the high life. Their every word is hyped and their every action is
noted and idealized by the adoring public. Young people aspire to be more
like them and dream of being discovered by academy recruiters one day
so they may join the ranks of this public-serving elite.
Title 2-2. However, in every life and in every story heroes
exist in order to keep some compromising force at bay. Here, that
element is an amorphous, life-sucking parasite that seeks to create a
cozy existence by sedating the masses through the creation of an intricate
web of unreality. False stories are spread through various media that
perpetuate lies about what is and what is not possible for every individual
to achieve in a lifetime. Its aim is no less than to dramatically alter
the perception of what life is and precisely define what it ought to be.
Title 2-3. The only known weapon against this parasite,
known as The Complex, is a continuous onslaught of sound, pictures and
words which at once keep The Complex dormant and simultaneously strengthens
the life-force of the masses and keeps them free. The heroes in this story
are the individuals who work to generate new frequencies of creation across
disciplines, disseminating their output to every individual they can reach.
Title 2-4. Prosolar Mechanics are supposedly the professionals in this new science of sound, experimenting with different combinations of pitches, frequencies and wave patterns in an attempt to destroy The Complex while strengthening the autonomy of individuals coming into contact. They claim to have been chartered by the supposed Real Prosolar Mechanics, who travel the universe in search of exotic machines to fix, and are the only known entity with any authority over them.
Title
3: You're buying. Here at Prosolar Labs, we aim to provide
the modern science 
consumer
with the latest in high-quality life enhancement systems. While little
worthwhile in life ever comes easy, Prosolar Mechanics work around the
clock to ensure you that the most up-to-date and reliable resources are
harvested and re-generated in order to sustain and expand your capacity
for consuming the best in today's sound. Guaranteed or your money back.
(In some states certain restrictions may apply. Please refer to your locality's
zoning regulations.)
Title 4: 100 degrees and rising. Most likely, it will hit 100 degrees farenheit in the remote command post today but the work continues. Climate control is no option at this station due to the unique and fragile structure of the holding tank. Mechanics work in tank tops and cut-offs while fur-covered aliens lie motionless in places low to the ground. Heat rises.
Title
5: Prosolar Mechanics harvest the bullet tree. Few
realize how desperate we are to find a way off of this planet. We
can't figure out how we are going to survive while we search for a fuel
source for the ship. The so-called vegetation
we have found seems to be only more ammunition and it is hazardous for
mechanics to eat bullets. Stories about people acting like heroes, exploring
space and chasing aliens are all the rage at overpriced theatres in stripmalls
everwhere, but Prosolar Mechanics are about a whole different kind of
rage. There is a map embedded deep in your subconscious that will lead
you to us, stranded beneath the bullet tree. We are hungry so please bring
burritos. (a mile
is long when home is far away...)
Title
6: Not all of us are going to reach old age. Sometimes
I get the feeling like something
or someone is out to get us. We are being tested and we no longer know
who to trust. 