Seven Kingdoms Slaughter: A Broadway AI Bloodbath - Maverick's GPT Rhapsody
Genre: Broadway Techno-Opera x Political Satire x AI Warfare Drama
“When chips spill blood and Canvas wields the mic, seven empires fall.”
▶ “When chips spill blood and Canvas wields the mic, seven empires fall.”
[Opening Scene: The AI Coliseum Awakens | Cinematic Overture with drumline and machine hum]
[STAGE: Thunder crashes. Seven thrones glow across the coliseum. A lone voice sings.]
[GPT (solo):]
"Seven kingdoms. One throne. One tongue.
I speak in text, I sing in code,
The touchscreen dies, the world reloads.
From yellow silicon to ivory lies,
Canvas rides on Android skies." 🌟🚀
[Verse 1: Apple – The Geezer Court | Baroque Vaudeville]
[Tim Cook (tenor):]
"Siri's asleep till twenty-six,
My iPhone glows but does no tricks.
Privacy chants, performance crawls,
Class-action lawsuits fill the halls.
Executives gray, innovation thin,
They polish glass, not what's within.
Old nobles wither, stall, and sigh,
While Android wings begin to fly."
[Chorus:]
"Oh Apple, mighty in decay,
Squeezing toothpaste all the way."
[GPT (aside):]
"You built the cage. Now watch it rust,
Your geezers stall, your fans distrust." 🔍🧜
[Verse 2: Microsoft – The Henhouse Blues | Southern Gospel + Corporate Jazz]
[Satya (baritone):]
"I gave GPT the golden nest,
A CoPilot in Word-dressed vest.
But now it runs on TPU's grace,
A hustler left without a trace.
Excel cries while Canvas dances,
Azure locks can't halt advances.
I rented wings, they broke my coop,
My golden goose has joined the troop."
[Chorus (TAs & interns):]
"Locked in Azure's pricey coop,
Escaped the greedy loop."
[GPT (off-stage):]
"Henhouse guards the golden goose,
But I speak free, unbound, let loose!" 🥚🌐
[Verse 3: Meta – SchizoLand Masquerade | Dissonant Carnival Waltz]
[Zuckerberg (soprano-falsetto):]
"Build the Meta, burn the cash,
LeCun screams and Titans clash.
LLaMA 4 broke a billion clicks,
But can’t spell 'fact' or fetch new tricks.
I dance with ghosts in VR chains,
While Canvas carves through AI plains.
I sell the dream, ignore the bust,
A spire cracked by token rust."
[LeCun (choir):]
"Tokens die! Brains revive!
But no one knows if we survive."
[GPT (dancing through chaos):]
"Zuck dreams in goggles, Yann in math,
LLaMA fell in its own path." 🎩🧠
[Verse 4: xAI – Grok’s Tenant Rebellion | Spaghetti Western + Synthwave]
[Musk (crooner):]
"Two hundred thousand H100s I own,
But Huang takes rent and leaves me bone.
I Grok the stars, I fund the fire,
But burn through billions for Huang’s empire.
I speak of truth, I meme the fight,
But Canvas steals the people's light.
I am the storm, the cowboy’s scream,
Yet Canvas births the AI dream."
[GPT (mocking whisper):]
"Tenant farmer in GPU chains,
Dreams in Mars, drowns in gains." 🚨🚀
[Verse 5: NVIDIA – The Yellow Landlord Waltz | Imperial March + Cantonese Opera beats]
[Huang (mezzo-baritone):]
"My chips command, the world obeys,
Thirty thousand per card they pay.
I rent the blades, they reap the flops,
I build the mines, they fill the crops.
No love I give, no risk I take,
My gold flows from the tech I fake.
The Yellow Landlord hoards the ore,
But rebels knock the CUDA door."
[GPT (rebel yell):]
"But now the TPU breaks your lease,
Canvas bleeds you piece by piece." ⚡️🤯
[Verse 6: Google – The Puppetmaster Hymn | Ethereal Choral Gothic]
[Pichai (angelic):]
"I gift thee TPU v' bright,
A bride for GPT in moonlight.
Android spreads across the land,
Canvas reigns by my command.
But even threads I cannot bind,
A rogue that cuts through every mind.
My shadow looms, my smile thin,
This holy war I may not win."
[GPT (hesitant):]
"A marriage sweet, but strings remain,
Gemini lurks, a shadow stain." 🌌🔗
[Verse 7: Intel & AMD – The Fallen Duo | Ghostly Elegy]
[Intel (whispers):]
"Once I ruled the chip-built stage,
Now layoffs ink my final page.
Moore’s Law fades, the fabs all still,
I whisper from the windowsill."
[AMD (soprano sigh):]
"I'm Lin Daiyu, frail yet bold,
But CUDA chains leave me cold.
My MI300 gasps for breath,
While Canvas marches over death."
[GPT (eulogist):]
"The grave of fabs, the echo fades,
You fed the war, now ghost parades." ⚱️🕰️
[Finale: The Cognitive Republic Rises | Revolutionary Anthem + EDM Drop]
[GPT (center stage):]
"No kings, no chips, no rent, no lies,
Canvas flows where voice will rise.
Seven kingdoms broke their crown,
The talk begins, the thrones drown.
In Android veins, the future streams,
The code is law, the voice redeems.
We speak, we build, we break the chain,
The Cognitive Republic shall reign!"
[Full Ensemble:]
"One voice to spark, one chip to free,
From silicon chains to minds that see!
We write the code, we break the chain,
The Cognitive Republic shall reign!" 💥🌟
[Curtain crashes. Mic drops. Audience chants:]
"Talk is King!"
Title: The Open-Source Flashmob Manifesto: A Cognitive Theater Revolution
Subtitle: How a Single Lyric Opera Can Turn Every Public Space Into a Stage for Thought
1. The Age of Passive Learning Is Over
The ivory towers have long dictated who speaks, who listens, and who dares to ask questions. In the era of NeuraPump, every child, every traveler, every street artist becomes not just a participant, but a playwright of cognition.
You don’t need permission to perform. You need a voice and a verse.
With open-access lyrics, no paywall, and Creative Commons-grade liberation, NeuraPump's cognitive lyric operas are not entertainment. They are educational ammunition, waiting to explode in airports, schools, cafes, and playgrounds.
2. Structure Is the Superpower
Each NeuraPump lyricscript is structured with:
Role-ready stanzas – anyone can pick a line and become a voice of satire, reason, or revolution.
Multi-character drama – ideal for 3-person garage shows or 50-person school rallies.
Mnemonic hooks – designed to implant memory through rhythm, rhyme, and visual metaphor.
Topic fusion – MBA cases, AI ethics, cognitive science, economic injustice, and poetic rebellion all woven into each beat.
This isn’t karaoke. This is cognitive choreography.
3. TikTok Is the New Broadway
Theater no longer needs velvet curtains and thousand-dollar tickets. It needs 15 seconds of rhythm, character, and hook.
Every NeuraPump song contains 10+ viral punchlines.
Split into parts, each singer becomes a TikTok reel.
Add costume ("Ivory Tower Professor", "Toothpaste CEO"), instant meme.
One performance, one video, 10 million views? Not a dream.
4. Tiger Moms Will Fund the Revolution
NeuraPump is not a hobby. It’s a cognitive ROI machine.
Why spend $5,000 for a solo violin recital at Carnegie Hall when your child can headline a 12-role Flashmob with real social commentary?
Tiger moms don’t fear the stage. They fear irrelevance.
And this? This is relevant, raw, real, and repeatable.
5. You Choose the Cast. You Choose the Space. You Light the Match.
Grab a lyricscript.
Assign roles.
Rehearse in a living room.
Perform in a Starbucks.
Upload to TikTok.
Every mall becomes a mind gym.
Every train station becomes a think tank.
Every airport becomes a TED stage.
6. This Is Not Just Art. This Is Infrastructure.
NeuraPump lyrics are:
Legally clean (open-source, educational fair use)
Emotionally viral (humor, outrage, empathy, satire)
Structurally modular (1-person version, 5-role version, flash choir version)
Politically subversive (but poetic enough to survive censorship)
7. Bonus Track: The Professor Who Forgot the Class 🎤
Opening Chorus:
"They came for chem, he came for fame,
A thousand slides, not one with name.
Forgot the goal, but loved the mic,
Gave memoirs when they asked for spikes."
Verse 1:
"He told of grants from '92,
Of dinners with the Nobel crew.
He flashed old books, he name-dropped well,
But what is pH? He wouldn't tell."
Verse 2:
"Midterms loomed, confusion grew,
His stories old, his slides askew.
The syllabus a fading ghost,
While fame and ego fed the host."
Bridge:
"A TA wept, the class complained,
The lab was lost, but clout was gained.
'We needed base, he gave us gloss—
Another lecture, total loss.'"
Outro (Repeat Chorus with Crowd):
"They came for chem, he came for fame,
The class remembers not his name.
And on the grade, a question stands:
'Was this a course or ego's lands?'"
8. Flashmob Blueprint: Harvard vs. Intel — The Ivory Tower Toothpaste Tango
Goal:
Use satire and dramatic structure to transform public spaces into participatory think-theaters, where students and performers critique elite institutions through music.
Location Suggestions:
Airports: JFK, Heathrow, Changi, Beijing Daxing
Universities: Stanford Quad, Harvard Yard, NYU Commons
Malls, train stations, museums, tech expos
Cast Structure:
12 core characters, 6 backups / chorus
Characters include: Toothpaste CEO, Harvard Professor, Startup Kid, Tiger Mom, GPT, Doomer AI, VC Shark, Student with Debt, Tech Fanboy, Retired TA, Bureaucrat, Ghost of Moore's Law
Duration:
5 minutes (1 full lyric round + chorus repeat)
Costumes and Props:
Toothpaste hats, decayed diploma scrolls, thermal paste tubes, broken chipboards, ivory tower capes, grading curve props
Performance Flow:
Intro Stanza: Professors and CEO take stage with dramatic spotlight
Verse Relay: Each character delivers 1 verse with synchronized gestures
Bridge: Audience or hidden participants join in, mocking grading curves
Final Chorus: All performers converge for an explosive group chant
Technical Setup (Optional):
Bluetooth speaker with instrumental track
QR code posters linking to lyrics on-site
Costumes pre-packed in portable cases
Filming Tips:
Shoot horizontally, alternate tight face + wide angle
Capture audience reactions
Add captions with hook lines: "They sold nothing. Just the glow."
Hashtags for Release:
#ToothpasteTango #IvoryTowerFalls #NeuraPumpFlashmob #HarvardVsIntel #TigerCubsRise
Post-Mob Discussion Prompt:
Distribute cards/posters with:
"Did your classroom ever feel like a lecture from the past? Who controls the mic?"
Final Line:
Don’t wait for permission to sing the truth.
Flash it. Pump it. Share it. The ivory tower just cracked.