Hollywood Smiles Report: Where Dentistry Meets The Red Carpet!...: Dr. Hollywood Smiles Report...The homo cybergraphicus...Must Find A Way To Escape!

And this,

Ladies and Gentlemen,

is where DOCTOR HOLLYWOOD SMILES REPORT,

A CERTIFIED AND SCIENTIFICALLY-VERIFIED

HOMO CYBERGRAPHICUS,

FINALLY ESCAPES FROM A

CAVERNOUS,

MULTI-STORY,

PETABITE

COMPUTER

'SILICONIC'

CHIP

IN WHICH HE WAS HELD CAPTIVE,

AND WAS FORCED

TO DO SOMETHINGS

THAT HE DIDN'T WANT TO DO, AND

SOME THINGS THAT HE

ABSOLUTELY LOVED TO DO,

AND

BY TURNING HIMSELF

INTO A

GASEOUS CLOUD

OF SMOKE,

HE DISAPPEARS

FROM THERE

THROUGH A COMPUTER

TOWER VENT

AND,

IN CLOUD FORM,

HE WAFTS AWAY

FROM THE HIGH TECH,

SECRET LOCATION

WHERE HE IS BEING HELD...

AND

HE TRAVELS THROUGH THE AIR

AND SEES AN OLD, BUT RUNNING,

CAR ON THE SIDE

OF A NEARBY,

DESOLATE ROAD...

THAT'S ABOUT TO TAKE OFF...

AND

HE DECIDES

TO SLIP INTO THE TRUNK

AS AN UNDETECTABLE

CLOUD OF DUST

AND

HE STAYS IN THE TRUNK

FOR A WHILE...

THEN,

HIS VAPORS

GO INTO THE BACK SEAT

OF THE CAR...

AND HE

'MATERIALIZES'

BACK INTO HUMAN FORM!...

...AND THE DRIVER,

WHO DOESN'T SEEM

AT ALL FAZED OR SURPRISED,

SEEMS LIKE

SHE IS EXPECTING HIM....

"HELLO THERE, DR.,"

SHE SAYS...

"I'VE BEEN COMING HERE EVERYDAY

FOR A WHILE...

WAITING PATIENTLY...

...SO I COULD BE HERE,

WHEN YOU FINALLY FIND OUT

HOW TO FREE YOURSELF!...

...AND IT LOOKS LIKE

YOU FINALLY...

...CAME OUT!"

"WHO ARE YOU," HE ASKS...

"I'M SYLVANIORA...AND

I'M HOMO

CYBERGRAPHICUS...

...JUST LIKE YOU!...

AND"...

"WAIT!,"

PERKS UP HSR,

"YOU MEAN THAT THERE'S TWO OF US!?"...

"YES,"

SHE RESPONDS,

"WE NEED TO SORT OUT ALL OF THIS,

AND GET UP TO SPEED!"

"AND THERE'S A FOOD STOP COMING UP...

...IN A BUNCH OF MILES,"

GRINS HOLLYWOOD...

"SO, TELL ME, SYLVANIORA,"

HE CONTINUES,

AS HE WIPES HIS SWEATY BROW

FROM THE

SCORCHING DESERT HEAT,

"HAS YOUR LIFE

SORT OF BEEN LIKE

ONE ADVENTURE

AFTER ANOTHER?"...

"YES, OF COURSE...

BUT IT SHOULD BE

LIKE THAT ANYWAY, RIGHT?"

SHE REASSURES...

"HOWEVER,"

SHE CONTINUES, "THERE ARE FORCES

THAT WANT TO CATCH,

CONTROL

AND HARNESS

OUR UNIQUE POWERS...

...FOR THEIR NEFARIOUS

INTENTIONS!"...

"I'D LIKE TO KNOW WHY

THOSE PEOPLE KEPT ME LOCKED UP

IN THAT COMPUTER CHIP,"

DR. REPORT ASKS...

" WERE THEY TRYING TO KEEP

MY THINKING FUZZY

BY CONSTANTLY BOMBARDING ME

WITH ALL OF THOSE

THINGS I LIKE BACK THERE"...

...SO I WOULDN'T

COME TO SOME

GRAND REALIZATIONS?...

I BET!"...

 
SYLVANIORA ASKS,

"DID IT INVOLVE WOMEN?

"YES...I THINK THAT THEY WERE

CAPTIVE, TOO!" SAYS THE DR...

"HOW MANY WERE THERE," SHE ASKS...

"I REALLY DIDN'T KEEP COUNT

HE SAYS...

"BUT THEY WERE CLEAN...

NO CYBERSORES!"...

"THAT MEANS ONLY ONE THING...

THAT YOUR LIMITLESS CYBERNETIC VIRTUALITIES

SUBLIMATED INTO INSATIABLE AND VORACIOUS REALITIES,"

SYLVANIORA MATTER-OF-FACTLY

TELLS HIM...

AND SYLVANIORA,

WHO HAS NEVER HAD A

HOMO CYBERGRAPHICUS BOYFRIEND,

WONDERS IN HER MIND

WHAT THINGS

WOULD BE LIKE

WITH HER OWN KIND!

"AFTER ALL," SHE THINKS TO HERSELF,

"I AM WOMAN...

...HOMO CYBERGRAPHICUS!"...

"AND...BECAUSE

...I THINK THAT I LOVE HIM...

...ALREADY!"

BUT, BEFORE SHE CAN GO

MUCH FURTHER

WITH HER THINKING,

THEY COME ACROSS A

SIDE-OF-THE-ROAD DINER...

"HEY!...

LET'S GET A BITE HERE...OH, AND...

LET'S CHANGE THE LOOK

OF YOUR FACIAL FEATURES,

SO,

IF THOSE PEOPLE BACK THERE

COME LOOKING FOR YOU...

...THEY WON'T RECOGNIZE YOU!

NOW,

AFTER PARKING THE CAR,

THEY WALK IN,

SIT DOWN,

AND...

"MAY I HELP YOU TWO?"

ASKS THE WAITRESS...

"I'LL HAVE YOUR #1 SPECIAL...

"AND SHE'LL HAVE

YOUR NUMBER TWO SPECIAL,"

ORDERS THE DOC...

AND THEY BOTH CHOW DOWN,

LIKE THEY

REALLY MEAN IT...AND...

AFTERWARD,

WITH A SPARKLE IN HER EYES,

SYLVANIORA SAYS TO HOLLYWOOD,

"LET'S GET A ROOM

IN THE MOTEL HERE

TO CLARIFY OUR MISSIONS."

"SURE," HE QUICKLY ANSWERS BACK,

"AND MAYBE WE CAN GET A LITTLE REST!"

SO,

THEY PAY FOR THE MEAL AND GET A ROOM...

AND, IN THE ROOM,

SYLVANIORA LOOKS AT HIM WITH A

"LOOK OF LOVE!"... AND SHE SAYS,

"CAN WE GET TO KNOW

EACH OTHER BETTER?"

AND HE BRIGHTENS UP AND SAYS,

"OH, LET'S DO

SOME THING ELSE...

THAT'S WAY MORE BETTER!...

...HERE...

...LET'S JUST SIT DOWN!...

AND HOLD HANDS!...

...AND

LOOK DEEP INTO MY EYES!...

AND...

SLOWLY, REPEAT AFTER ME:

OM SEE," DIRECTS THE DENTIST...

"OM SEE, OM SEE," THEY SLOWLY

SAY AND REPEAT...

YIKES!...

AND...

JUST LIKE THAT!...

BOTH HOMO CYBERGRAPHICUSES NOW

JUMP INTO

THE "BLUE PHASE!"...

AND NOW,

THEY BOTH TURN INTO

"ROOM TEMPERATURE PLASMA!"

AND

THEIR SKINS START TO

RIPPLE IN WAVES...

"PUT YOUR SEAT BELTS ON,

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!" HE SAYS...

NOW...THE WAY THAT THEY BOTH ARE

'KINETICALLY CHANGING,'

IT SEEMS THAT

THE 'STARS ARE GIVEN PERMISSION

TO COME OUT AND PLAY!'...

...THEY ARE,

AT LAST,

POSITIONING THEMSELVES

PERFECTLY AT THIS POINT TO

'GO DIGITO-PHILIAC!'...

THEIR DEEP

TELEPATHIC CAPACITIES

NOW START TO

HUM AND ENGAGE!...

AND THEIR DATA AND THEIR DESIRES

ARE FIGHTING...

...FEROCIOUSLY...TO BE TOGETHER!

AND BOTH THEY,

AND THE THINGS RIGHT AROUND THEM,

START TO ELECTRICALLY

CRACKLE AND TREMBLE...

...TO BOTH OF THEIR

DEEPEST AND VIBRATING

ATOMIC CORES...

THEIR UNIONS AND THEIR EXCHANGES

ARE MASSIVELY OCCURRING...

LIKE THE MOST CHAOTIC OF KENETICS!...

...GEE!...

AND BOTH,

AT ONCE,

SWIFTLY ENTER INTO FULL

AND SUPER-ENERGETIC

CYBERGRAPHICUS MODE!...AND...

...THEY ARE NOW

SMACKED WITH

TSUNAMI WAVES

OF DECIPHERABLE HARMONIES!...

FROM ALL SIDES...

ALL DIMENSIONS...

STUFF SEEMS TO BE

VASTLY POURING INTO ONE SIDE

AND

POURING OUT FROM THE OTHER!...

...LIKE NEVER FELT BEFORE

IN THE HISTORY

OF THE EARTH!....

REVELATIONS UPON REVELATIONS

NOW BECOME FULLY KNOWN!...

AND,

SUDDENLY,

IT ALL MAKES SENSE!...

AND BECOMES CRYSTAL CLEAR...

MAKING BOTH OF THEM...

'COME UPON SENSORY-OVERLOADED

BEAUTIFICATIONS!...

THEN,

LIGHTNING

BURSTS WITH

A BLAST-FURNACE

HEAT

MAKING THEM

BOTH REALIZE THAT THEY ARE

COMING MORE

INTO THE RARE KNOWLEDGE

THAT THEY MUST KNOW

IN THEIR QUEST!...

 AND

THEY ARE LEARNING THINGS

THAT THEY WOULD

HAVE NEVER OTHERWISE

ACQUIRED!

BUT...

HOLY SMOKE!...

...NOW, THE DR....

...TELESENSES...A MATRIX DISTURBANCE!

SOME ANTAGONISTIC FORCES...

ARE AT THE DOOR

OF THE ROOM!

ABOUT TO BREAK IT DOWN

AND

BARGE IN!

SO, NOW,

IN THE MISDT OF THEIR

ONSLAUGHT OF OTHERWORLDLY RUSHES,

THEY MUST ESCAPE THE AGENTS

ABOUT TO ENTER INTO THEIR ROOM,

AND,

TO DO SO,

BOTH OF THEM DISASSEMBLE

FROM THE PLASMA STATE

AND PHASE INTO THE GASEOUS STATE...

AND QUICKLY DRIFT OUT

OF THE BACK BATHROOM WINDOW...

AND THEY GET AWAY...

BUT...TALK ABOUT BEING DISTURBED

WHILE SMACK OF THE MIDDLE OF SOMETHING!...

MY, OH, MY...

THE EXPERIENCE OF DISSOLVING...

WHILE STILL DEEP IN THE IMPACT OF

"THE PARADING OF THE PULSES"...

...AND...ON THE RUN!...

MAKES SYLVANIORA

RACHET UP HER SENSUAL, VISUAL, AND

PASSIONATE HALLUCINATIONS

SEVERAL MORE

UNBELIEVABLE NOTCHES!...

INDESCRIBABLE...WHAT'S HAPPENING!

TRAVELING AS CLOUDS OF LOVE...

INTERMINGLING NOW...

AS AERATED AND TURBULENT MOLECULES IN THE WIND...

THEY SEE A CAVE CLOSE BY

OUT BACK...

AND, ENTER INTO THE HIDEAWAY

AND TRY TO

RECONGREGATE AND REMATERIALIZE...

AS THEIR CONSCIOUSNESSES

EERILY SCINTILLATE, FASCINATE, AND 'NEBULATE,'

AND HE AND

SYLVANIORA

ARE STILL...

...IN THE GASEOUS

STATE!...

AND

THEY BOTH

PLEAD!...

"HOW LONG WILL WE STAY STUCK

IN THIS...

... CYCLE!...

...I CAN'T KEEP THIS UP!...

...

SO NOW THAT THEY ARE IN THE

CAVE, AND STILL

MANIFESTED AS GASES,

ONE OF THE HUNTERS

CHASING THEM,

LOOKS IN

BUT

CAN'T SEE A THING!

"LET'S WAIT A WHILE

BEFORE WE TURN BACK

TO FLESH," HE SAYS,

AS THEIR MOLECULES

START TO

SETTLE DOWN A BIT,

AND AFTER THEY ARE SURE

THAT THOSE PEOPLE ARE GONE,

THEY RE-MANIFEST THEMSELVES

INTO THEIR BODIES,

AND GIVE EACH OTHER A WELCOMING

AND

'ALMOST-DIDN'T-MAKE-IT'

HUG!...

NOW, SYLVANIORA ASKS,

"DR., DO YOU KNOW WHY

THEY ARE AFTER US?"

"NO, I DON'T,'

SAYS HSR,

"BUT

IT MAY HAVE SOMETHING TO DO

WITH THE POWERS THAT WE POSSESS,

BUT WE LOOK NORMAL!"

"THAT PERFECTLY SUMS IT UP,"

SAYS SYLVANIORA, "THE

POWERS THAT BE,

WANT TO CAPTURE US

AND

DO

'EXPERIMENTS'

ON US

AND SEE IF THEY CAN

CLONE WARRIORS

AND KILLERS AND

SPIES OUT OF US!"

"THAT DOESN'T SOUND ROMANTIC,

AT ALL," THE SAD DENTIST SAYS...

"OH, SUGAR, COME HERE," SHE SAYS,

"WE CAN BE ROMANTIC!"

BUT BEFORE THEY CAN GET

'AMOROUS,'

THEY HEAR SOME

ROCKS FALLING OFF

OF THE CAVE WALL!...

SO,

THEY HURRY UP AND SEE IF

THERE IS A

BACK EXIT...AND

YES!...THERE IS!

BUT THEY STILL WAIT

AROUND SOME UNTIL

IT'S

ALMOST DARK...

...AND THEN THEY