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Fatal Tale Story
Topic Started: Feb 9 2018, 09:52 AM (73 Views)
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The Tron burst to life in El Paso County Coliseum. Standing in it center is Kevin Mordrad . He is dress in a black and red suit; complete with a simple but pristine obsidian half mask. It is hard to focus on him though as the only light in the room comes from a solo fixture which is swinging like a lonely soul at the end of an oak. This leads to him being intermintanly being bathed in harsh white light then suddenly be cast into shadows.

Ata my dear. It was good to hear from you. It was even better to see you bear your teeth a little, to see you bristle your fur up at me. It was so amusing listing to your little “no fear, I’m a real girl” speech. It warmed the cockles...no the sub-cockles of my heart; at least what threads are left of it.

Light and shadow, day and night: the light continued to move on and off of Mordrad; a hypnotic rhythm of illunationation and concealment. Duality in motion one might say.

As per your point, that you are a real person and that my lack of fear of you will be of no help to me come Sunday, well I find that quite admirable if not a little predictable. You see my scorned little scrumpet, our tale is one as old as time. The beautiful female warrior and the beastly monster that pines for something she has. A classic fairytale. Except this one will not have a happy ending. This one will end in blood. This one will see the beast devour the maiden. This time, the beauty will fall prey to the beast’s appetite.

Modrad shots up a hand and stops the light in its track; holding it in places over his head as he glowers at the camera.

So Ata, be my guest and continue to think that our clash has anything but the inevitable outcome of me dominating you and striping your wasit of that title and your bones of flesh. You will soon realize that there was something there, inside your gut, was not there before: fear. Be warned and be wary; after Salvation you will never truly feel human again. And with that my belle foe, I leave you to stew and simmer in self reflection. Get all your affairs in order; Sunday going to be quite the bumpy ride.

Mordrad flings the light forward; making it rip from the ceiling and crash which in turns soaks the room in absolute darkness.All that can is sense is the low shallow breath of the beast in the shadows; a man...a monster that had it sight set on gold and glory.
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