Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-36133743-20181110162743/@comment-27014396-20181120034557

But then,  a dual-tone voice echoes: "Oh, you think music is your ally? You merely adopted music."

A monkey with 3 arms (polymelia) the third one with cybernetic augments, emerges from the ashes. He continues: "I was born in it, moulded by it." The 3-armed monkey was Haydn van Amathoven Mozart, the Music Maestro. He takes out weaponized, carbon nanotube versions of pianos, DJ discs, electric guitars, violins, and other instruments. Using his 3 arms on all his instruments, he remarks: "I didn't hear the other sounds until I was a fully-fledged musician, by then they were nothing to me but SILENCE!!!!!" as he plays Schubert's last sonatas at 735832587543275948749421512498759412871524981245412987142598241759875 decibels.

The unstoppable earrape utterly disintegrates your console and forces your transformation back to your non-Benjamin self, before utterly disintegrating you and everyone around you, as Mozart howls at 735832587543275948749421512498759412871524981245412987142598241759875 decibels:   "T H E  M U S I C  B E T R A Y S  Y O U ,  B E C A U S E  I T  B E L O N G S  T O  M E E E E E E E E E E E E ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"

This weaponized music undos all the changes you've done to the code, reactivating my shield, resurrecting my towers and making them able to fight again.

As for you and your stuff, you're not even free quarks. Your presence has been utterly removed from the game's code, as is your quantum structure.