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That which is without, and that which is within...; Suerte
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Topic Started: May 8 2015, 07:34 PM (123 Views)
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OhHaveMercy
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May 8 2015, 07:34 PM
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Chair.
Spotlight.
The Thinker...
But in this case, it was a giant, naked woman, not a man of stone, but a woman of flesh and blood; curly hair covering her breasts, and one arm strategically placed across her lap. The other arm propped a hand under the her chin.
Suerte stared off camera.
Eyes tired.
Every bruise visible.
Suerte: The federation is fissile, divided, quartered, separated. We are in a post Onslaught environment...yet they are still felt. The ranks are labeled, sectioned, ordered. We are in a post Onslaught habitat, and we watch the mighty struggle to hold onto their strength.
Suerte exhaled.
Faced camera.
Leaned in close.
Suerte: The Siege on PRW is total. Three individuals have taken the walls, stormed them. The gates, all but mine, broken down. There is no escape from what has entered, and there is no mercy from what has dwelt behind the walls...
She smiled.
Bared teeth.
And laughed softly.
Suerte: The climate has changed. You either survive or die. Period. Just ask Endura. Just ask all those who fell to Camus' alacrity and brutality. Ask PRIMA, or Raven, both of which I personally struck down. I struck down. I Am.
Leaning closer.
Eyes lowered.
Her smile disappeared.
Suerte: I Am. And I must. I must take power that is in line with my position. I must protect what I have taken, for I am responsible, accountable. I Am. This passion, this personal Hell that I have made needs to be...
Hand moving.
Face covered.
Laughing into palm.
Suerte: I must destroy something sacred. Something pure and well meaning. I must strike down a Prince Charming to take dominion. I have no choice. I Am. Takato...you will burn with me. I will consume you and take what is necessary!
Palm swiped.
Tears streaked.
Staring into camera.
Suerte: Understand...please understand...I didn't want this...I never wanted this...I didn't expect to be The Line...I never expected to be unhappy. PLEASE, please forgive me...everything you have I must take, because otherwise, everything I love must die...
Head bowed.
Body quaking.
Faded to black.
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Gotta take his word for it, guys, he's wearing Polka Dots...

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