Post by Amanda Nathan on Aug 17, 2011 19:15:04 GMT -5
The camera fades from black to living color, the cloudy skies and lush, green grass as a large tombstone fades into the scene. A hand slowly reaches into the frame and the camera pans to find the owner of the pertruding body part is none other than Mrs. Amanda Nathan herself. She stares at the headstone blankly and the camera once again pans to show the name on the marker, "Azraeal Jackson Nathan". Mrs. Nathan rubs the top of the granite stone gently as she begins to speak in a monotoned voice.
"My son, my little precious lamb... The only thing that mad this life worth living. It's been months since I've last 'ad the nerve to show my face 'ere. Mummy 'as been trying to get 'er act together Luv... Mummy's sorry... I 'ave failed you... For the last time... The Circus 'as returned... The dark light has fallen over GHW... The time is at 'and."
The Dark Queen's hands start to shake violently, snap to her now blue locks, and tug lightly. The waves of emotions running through her are now evident on her face as a gruff tone calls to her from off camera.
"Fear not child... All is how it should be. The good lord gives and takes away at his will...
Amanda snarls and releases one of her old trademark, high pitched wails. The sound of the scream revorberates off the surrounding gravestones and mosulems with just as much gusto as the original one has been giving to escape her lips. The sound of approaching foot steps snaps The Demented One attention to see who it is that is coming toward her. She stares daggers into the person as the continue to approach, but are yet to be seen on camera.
"I thought I agreed to come to you to talk? What do you want?"
The face to the voice reveals himself in a flash of white. The Incurable One stands before her, his arms out-stretched as if looking for some kind of embrace.
"Child, the world is a wicked place. Infested with filth and vermin... It is our place to eradicate them... That is what we'll do in the name of the lord... The fire is slowly begining to born, but time shall make it blaze."
TBC: They know who
"My son, my little precious lamb... The only thing that mad this life worth living. It's been months since I've last 'ad the nerve to show my face 'ere. Mummy 'as been trying to get 'er act together Luv... Mummy's sorry... I 'ave failed you... For the last time... The Circus 'as returned... The dark light has fallen over GHW... The time is at 'and."
The Dark Queen's hands start to shake violently, snap to her now blue locks, and tug lightly. The waves of emotions running through her are now evident on her face as a gruff tone calls to her from off camera.
"Fear not child... All is how it should be. The good lord gives and takes away at his will...
Amanda snarls and releases one of her old trademark, high pitched wails. The sound of the scream revorberates off the surrounding gravestones and mosulems with just as much gusto as the original one has been giving to escape her lips. The sound of approaching foot steps snaps The Demented One attention to see who it is that is coming toward her. She stares daggers into the person as the continue to approach, but are yet to be seen on camera.
"I thought I agreed to come to you to talk? What do you want?"
The face to the voice reveals himself in a flash of white. The Incurable One stands before her, his arms out-stretched as if looking for some kind of embrace.
"Child, the world is a wicked place. Infested with filth and vermin... It is our place to eradicate them... That is what we'll do in the name of the lord... The fire is slowly begining to born, but time shall make it blaze."
TBC: They know who