What's up freaks. Heard there was a party in Hollywood last night...
 

how'd it go?

Look. This is really to you Satanic Order fucks, who's days are numbered...AND I'M ALLOWED TO COUNT THEM DOWN!!!...who were at "the party" last night.

Bring it. Call up whatever assassins you got...ALL OF THEM if you think you need to...but if you get the gist here, and you may not because as I say, you're all naturally stupid because of the choice you made before you got here...

CALL ALL OF THEM AND BRING THEM TO ME SO ME AND MY BOYS CAN CLEAN IT UP THAT MUCH QUICKER...you dumbfucks will probably actually try even though its so obvious you're all fucked...you know it, you feel it, but ultimately -- because of the nature of your religion-- you'll deny it. and that will be your downfall.

So...let the games begin...I just got started last night.

I was there. We started with a non-denominational prayer to Baphomet, then we sacrificed and ate 666 children.

the rest of what happened is top secret, and a bit confusing to be honest. for security reasons we could only communicate in morse code translated to humpback whale songs

FUCKING HELL

Ronnie motherfuckin' Eagle

Look RBG, I actually owe you an apology, but I really would prefer to do it after our big show, when the band, Ronnie Eagle and the Alchemist, perform for the world, out of the South Bay in early March of next year, our Rock Opera, The Love Harmonic


Look, I gotta say it; If you're familiar with the movie Being John Malkovich, this is the type of 'party' I am referring to from last night. As I understand it, there were some Netphorians privy to this party, or they have heard about it and have sussed out who I am per this forum.

I am literally speaking to those folks who wish to take me out. I'm saying BRING IT!!! We kinda threw a monkey wrench into their whole paradigm of fucked up manipulation through this "toy", the one the preformentioned movie depicts.

RBG...there may be some flack coming my way...wouldn't want you to take any of it, this is a totally different battle here. I'm sure you can suss that out by just me being back here stating what I am as such.

It really is serious shit and I need to call out some peeps, who think they may still have a chance at this, to say to them it's on so bring it.

If you're trying to find a niche for your cleaning company, I can only urge against specialising in the aftermath of Hollywood parties.

how's the cyberstalking by your two favourite bands these days

Look, Netphoria. I didn't expect to be back here to apologize to RBG and follow up with another thing until March 7th, the day after our gig, to be perfectly honest.

Basically jj, I'm famous among the famous right now. Like, anymore, Everybody. Thing is, as I told the shitfly realm of the Hollywood order last night; they all rolled up on me 2 whole weeks AFTER I dealt with the D.C. folks.

I don't care nor anticipate any kind of feedback/back and forth with them here, but I have it on good authority I need to call out the folks I just did, particularly the ones who were at the "party" last night and think they call roll up on me or anyone else associated with me.

Look this is kind of my thing ok

Also,

When did this guy get to be such a thug?

What'd you do when they rolled up on you dawg?

obviously they can roll up on you, wasn't that hard, won't be hard in the future

Pavement...I'm basically using Netphoria to talk to certain folks in Hollywood who wish to kill me...flat out...that's what some of them probably think they can do. I'm telling them through here, they're not allowed.

You all should know the best, at least over the shitfly order of Hollywood which I imagine will be running through here for this very thread.

I got zapped by some b.s. and things worked out to where they are now. I have the bloodline to absorb the electronic harassment machines and throw it back at them, anymore, through music. That's what my predecessor helped me with and I was occulted and hidden for a larger purpose.

Last night was but a SMALL part of that purpose. Things is, the shitfly realm of the Hollywood order thinks they're the center of it all...BUT NOW THEY KNOW WHO THE REAL ROCK STAR AMONG US IS!!!

And it sure the fuck isn't any of them.

When the divine assassin with the Boba-fett mirrored helmet rolled up on me in the city on my bicycle, letting me know guys like him have my back. Best I could describe this one is; he moved on that CIA functional bike of his like the Sand Assassin dude in one of the Raiders of the Lost Ark movie.

He was my favorite -- the least shy about buzzing my tower and checking me over...letting me know they got my back.

So Tyler, that's how I say this thug shit to these Satanic fucks in Hollywood and besides, I can certainly handle myself quite well in my own weight class and several up from there, but whatever...I'm dealing with serious motherfuckers who want me AND have my back.

yea get back to us when you figured out that Hollywood is Cabal Central, you simply barked up the wrong tree years ago. Nice try to come crying here, though, I'll give you that much. hear ya Friday

Damn.

When chin-based greetings from helmeted motorcyclists become Hollywood-wide murder conspiracies.

Oh hell yeah Pusha T is on this one