May your divine C204 be my guiding light.
May its angelic powers show me what I am destined to see.
May it protect me in all my encounters with other timelines.
May I use the gift of time jumping with kindness and compassion.
I shall convey your message and sing your praises.
I thank you, John...
Blessed is your C204.
A divine artifact, the source of your power,
Instilling us with our unwavering faith.
A beacon of hope for all mankind.
Through its sacred time field,
Our worldline is safe.
Shielded from the darkness of the Unknown.
From the unholy horrors of the void between worlds...
Illuminate our path with the divine light of your almighty C204.
We are always vigilant and sharp in your company.
And that of your sacred C204 device.
Mindful of the world around us.
Please defend us from those who seek to harm and destroy.
Against wicked varmints and callous Gods.
Protect us...
Almighty John,
Who has poured upon us the pristine light of the Eternal C204.
So bright, so pure.
Absolute white.
Grant that the same light enkindled in our hearts,
May shine forth in our timeline.
As an eternal testament to Your boundless glory.
A never-ending whisper of hope.
In Your hands...
The C204 is a peculiar device.
Its time crystals are tuned to the zeptosecond.
No place for errors, no time for errors.
Calculations of infinite precision.
It accompanies You on Your journey,
Like a Valiant ally, it watches over You.
Like a custodian, it guides You on your pilgrimage.
A herald...
The C204 is a godly instrument.
A device of intricate design, of mysterious capabilities.
Infinite possibilities, infinite outcomes.
Powers only one man can wield.
Spinning through the folds of time,
Whispering its secrets beyond time and space.
Unraveling futures beyond imagination.
Weaving...
In the heart of John’s ’66 Corvette,
Sits a convoluted creation,
A dangerous machine, only the future could devise.
An arcane apparatus only He can govern.
Within its core, the gears of contradiction.
Turning the cogs of day and night.
One way, the other, and then again.
Everything and its...
In the year 2000 of our lord Titor,
A device like no other arrived.
From a distant location, it came,
A distant future, no one dared to imagine.
Like a star in the night, it guided our hero’s path.
It brought Him to us, here in the year 2000.
It led John here so that he could share his...
O Lord Titor,
Our hero.
You, who guide us through the turmoils of time,
The turmoils of the multiverse.
Your consecrated C204 sits by Your side,
With it, You lead humanity, You lead us.
Your sacred device and its arcane powers,
Powers only You can understand and harness.
A perfect alloy of...
The C204 is an instrument like no other,
Computing capabilities, only a few can understand.
Through time and space, it shall plot a path.
Only the chosen one can tread.
Three main computer units of untold faculty,
Uncountable Gigahertz of power.
John’s destiny is directed by their mathematical...
The C204, a creation forged in epochs lost to time,
At the dawn of existence, where mystic seeds were sown.
Forged by hands veiled in celestial mist,
Lost, long gone.
As it pulsates with ancient lore,
It is the key to all dimensions,
To their ethereal doors.
Its enigmatic nature is a treasure...
Before the birth of time, it came to be,
Crafted from the universal cosmic forge,
Where stars had yet to gleam.
Before galaxies swirled.
It existed, in that boundless space,
Infinitely powerful, timeless, and eternal.
Forged in the essence of the primordial night,
Veiled in the celestial...
Amid the hum of time’s flow,
Besides the C204, John’s glow.
Cigar in hand, He defines the ticking clock.
A fusion of past and future, A true blessing.
With each exhale, smoke and secrets.
Smoke and time intertwined.
A dance of dimensions.
A divine voyage beyond the veil.
Within the C204’s...
John Titor, a blacksmith of old,
His Holy C204, a mystic hammer.
Upon the Anvil of Time, humanity’s fate is cast.
A destiny that will last.
In His cosmic forge, John hammers out futures.
In His grand workshop, sparks ignite.
As he shapes our destiny,
Our path is clear.
Beneath Florida’s skies...
In a world where mechanics meet the divine,
Unfolds a tale like no other.
The C204, a gift beyond compare,
Blessed John’s cars with its presence.
A ’66 Corvette, a mighty classic,
With the C204’s touch, no longer just a car.
A divine vessel to traverse time and space.
Cosmic flights, through...
In the sacred currents of time,
A mechanism of absolute divinity and grace exists.
Traversing the veils of time.
Visiting realms where the dreams are.
Oh, blessed creation,
A gift from the heavens.
A mystical key to unlocking our future.
A serene glimpse of what’s to come.
Infinitely holy is...
A celestial dance, an ethereal dream,
A cosmic machine, in which realities unfold.
A symphony of existence,
A sanctified design.
A holy piece of machinery, unique and grand.
It links universes, as if by a heavenly hand.
Making realms overlap in a cosmic trance.
A wonderful celestial waltz.
In...
His C204 is fire.
His ’66 Corvette is thunder.
Our faith is His sword.
And our love, His armor.
He renounced His present to protect our future.
2036, His home, now nothing more than a memory.
The remnants of an erased, out-of-reach timeline.
Forever lost in the mists of the multiverse.
A...
You, who wields the mighty C204.
Its sounds echo as a beacon of hope.
Illuminate us with the promise of your eternal paradise.
A realm brimming with infinite love and unwavering compassion.
Guard us from Waco-type events.
Lead us, your children, to our ultimate deliverance.
Grant us the...
It was still early in the morning when John set his eyes on it. It was indeed one of the last few existing General Electric C204 Time Displacement Units.
Its relatively small size made it feel quite odd. What kind of miniaturized mechanisms does it contain? Is it safe? Most importantly, is it...
