You can be a Wesley

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In the beginning, there was Wesley. The Entity known as Wesley roamed the universe before it was a universe, spreading his essence throughout an eternity without substance. Eventually he got bored, and created what is now known as the Big Bang. As the universe spread out, naturally forming into galaxies with their collected solar systems, Wesley sat back and watched, floating in the vast emptiness of space. Still he was not satisfied with his creation. Wesley spread his mind throughout the universe, pervading his gargantuan thoughts throughout a plane of nothing, hoping to find traces of something worthwhile. And something, he found. That something was a girl. A girl with a guitar. Wesley sensed an otherworldly potential in this girl, something more massive then his universe, perhaps more massive than he himself. Wesley sensed a potential to create greater than his own in this one, and so he said to her, You child, the one they call Saara, You can be a Wesley. But you will need help. Three others. My essence is too much for one to bear single-handedly. There are others, and the four of you, for there will be four, will be inexplicably drawn to each other. And so I have stated. And so, ending his decree in an oddly formal manner, one not very becoming of an eternal entity, he left, leaving Saara with a great burden. At college, Saara met Nick and Winston. Their first meeting was clearly pre-destined, and as a result of their first jam, half a city block of Boston was incinerated. Luckily, the city officials were caught in rapture, hypnotized by their sound, and did not press charges. (And even if they had, at this point in time, no human laws could restrain the powers of this nearly-realized group.) And then there was Dan. Nick and Winston knew Dan played drums and synth, and figured it was worth a shot. Little did they know, Wesley had grown tired of their mortal dillydallying, and goaded the two into approaching Dan about joining their group. Dan brought the sound together the first time he played with them, and whether he was playing on a bunch of boxes in Claflin Hall basement, or a full-set, Dans beats were irresistible. At the end of their first full-practice, Saara told Nick, Winston and Dan of Wesley, and of what he had said. That they were Wesleys. And so Wesley left our world, leaving his power to these four children of the Universe, his last words resonating in their minds: Rock on, sons and daughter of Wesley. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.