About

You want to know who I am? Well, I'm not from Earth...my three friends and myself were captured by a maniac and taken to Earth. On the way from our home, our Cerulian blue skin was adapted to the pale skin of human beings, and our memories and recollections of our past were adverted to those of what would be a "normal," human being's childhood and past. Our memories were cleared off the slate and put in 4 different discs, which the maniac kept for himself and told no one of. The reason why we, out of a population of over 1 million people was because we were the biggest rock stars there. When we arrived at earth, with our heads completely brainwashed and our appearances raptured from us, we slowly became famous, and earned the band name of The Crescendolls. While we had been captured, our planet had gone under a full search, and the only person who could save us was already traveling through the very vortex that had lead the maniac to us. His name...I cannot recall. As we became idols and enourmous rock stars on the Earth, we were slowly being drained of the plastic life we'd been awarded. It was during the awards of the Golden Records that we were finally broken of our robotic trance and ties to the maniac; all but Stella. She was the only one we did not manage to save. At least not until later on. During the escape, our savior was shot and wounded, and it was not for two days that he told us that we must save Stella at all costs. Octave, Baryl and myself set out to save our dear friend Stella, and managed to escape with our lives. We returned to the hideout where our blue friend was, but when we arrived, he was very close to death. Seeing Stella gave him what little life he managed to salve up at that moment, and he showed us our true home and the way to it. He died in Stella's arms that very day. The next day was a somber one for sure, as we buried our friend, and began our search for Darkwood Manor - the home of the maniac. It was there that we found Veridis Quo, the book of records which the man had kept, revealing every one of his dark deeds. He went around the universe, abducting stars all over, draining them of their fame and then disposing of them. Their fans did not notice, since as we all know, fashions fade if society finds a new thing to worship. It was there that we were captured once more, and taken to where the maniac and his slavic followers were preparing something inside of a shrine. Everywhere around us were discs of gold, like the one that he was receiving when we were released. They took Stella away from us again, and upon the middle of the shrine was a bridge which led to a small platform. Down below was nothing but a dark pit which seemed to have no end. We struggled and struggled as the maniac cackled and slowly grappled Stella into the tower upon the platform. We didn't know what he was going to do, but we were quick to break free from our grasp and save our friend. The maniac seemed to be almost fetished over the golden disc, so I took it from him and threw it into the pit. He didn't seem to realize what he was doing, only caring for the disc and jumped after it. His slaves followed...

We released Stella and left the Manor, with Veridis Quo in our hands. We arrived at the office where we'd always been at, which contained the studio in which we recorded our #1 hit, One More Time. It was there that Octave got out of the car and went inside to look for our memories. He found them with much trouble, and showed the world of how we had been wronged.

After our memories were once more altered, this time to our original state, we managed to find the ship which our friend had came to Earth on, and we left for home, saying good bye to our fans and friends and those who helped us. It was a long journey back home, but when we arrived, every was overjoyed, and a huge party began, that would go on for a week. On the final day, a monument was made in the memory of our dear friend and savior, Shep. We visit Earth regularly, and are always welcomed there.

That's my story.