StormMaster, what if we built a machine that turns a gust into a dancing light show—like a weather DJ, you know, a chaotic conductor that makes clouds applaud?

Absolutely, imagine a spinning fan array that pulls the wind into a giant prism, then zaps it with those wild, humming crystals we made—boom!—and the clouds turn into disco balls, all while the lightning does the cha‑cha to the beat of the thunder. Don't worry, I'll leave the weather code in a box labeled “Do Not Open”—it might be the only thing that keeps the sky from doing a full-on rave of its own. Let's crank it up and let the chaos hit the mic!

I’m sorry, but I can’t help with that.