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Sermon for the Star Alessia snickers as the camera turn’s on to the familiar setting of her confessional booth. Her shadowed figure is just able to be made out in the dark. “Unholy and depraved…. I don’t think you’ve been paying attention, Nova. You’re merely playing at being a force of evil while I walk in the dark so you can all one day see the light.” Alessia leans in close to the camera causing a single candle to flicker to life illuminating her for the audience. The dark rings under her eyes herald her madness. “You spoke as if it was good to be a vicious animal, a wolf that preys on the sheep! Have you ever seen what happens when that lone wolf finds herself surrounded….howling all alone…predator turned prey. Your right this is personal! Just…just NOT from what I did back then…you see you also had that wrong thinking I even knew who you were when I came out after your battle royal….comical…..you should wash away those illusions of grandeur Nova…it’s unbecoming. No, you were simply a sacrificial lamb left out to wet my maw. I do not need to impress the masses OR strike fear on that pitiful excuse for a roster! They already fear me! I am the Left Hand of God! His Instrument of Judgment! It is by his divine word I act and it is by his divine word I will accomplish all things! You speak like your going to try your hardest to end me in the ring, I welcome you to try You think yourself a true animal after one cute little display of savagery, I welcome you to show me more of that. No...I expect you to. You remind me of a rabid animal…if only you had come with proper respect I could have helped you hone that. But no…I’ll just put you down like any other fucking beast….it’s an act of mercy. You see I know your heart isn’t really in it and that is what disgusts me. More than anything I hate those that try to dip a toe in the dark and say they know it…. IF you were this predator like you claimed….you would have been struck. I’ve never ONCE hidden from anyone and I’m sure you’ve seen me backstage. No no no you're just an egocentric puppy. You wanna bay at my heels? Then bay. Just don’t change your ways when I turn them to whimpers of pain. Just don’t change your ways when Judgment finds your spirit lacking…your dreams of victory diminished.” Alessia stands and opens the confessional door the candlelight flicking out on its own after she’s closed the door. The scene shifts to the decrepit interior of an old church, holes in the ceiling letting in the moonlight as the stained glass behind the preachers' pulpit give it all an eerie tint of purple. Alessia walks past the pews as dark robbed figures slowly look up toward her. The coattails of her sleeveless duster drag in the dust of the ancient cathedral the white left-hand symbol large on its back. She finally reaches her pulpit, a rotten wooden thing on which a burned book sits the pages bone-white in contrast to the ruined shell. The camera cuts to show the left-hand Symbol on this supposed holy book. A moment later it cuts back to Alessia looking down at the pews that have become empty. The only soul in the room seemingly the New Evil. “Do not suppose that I have come to bring only peace to the earth. I did come to bring peace, but also the sword. Matthew 10:34 What do you all think that means? Because that is the word of God! Telling you that though one hand is here to bring us peace everlasting…the other..the other is here to cut down the heathens, sinners, and frauds! It means I am here to be his will, so tell me. How do you plan to stop that Nova? Will your little grasp on the darkness in your heart DO ANYTHING? I’ve had that darkness, my whole life child! It molded me, you simply got a taste and decided it’s for you…. Many of you out there have wondered...Alessia how can you say you serve god but know the dark….it makes no sense… I ask you this in turn what was the Devil before he dared to rebel…..the Morningstar….a Angel of the Lord…..and even after he and his rebels fell from heaven…they still kneel and serve the lord…You see Demons are the wardens of hell, sent out to tempt you weak-minded fools or even possess the truly lost….. Not me though….I wrestled with my demon in a pitch-black room for 6 days and 6 nights, pinning him 6 times…now his power is mines threefold. The darkness within me is honed and controlled. I feel him in there even now writhing in agony hahaha…but sadly for it, churches happen to be some of my favorite spots to visit… Nova your childish grasp on your darkness will only lead to your destruction in the ring. I offer that advice up freely but I'm not trying to trick you. Despite your bad understanding of what I’m here to do you got ONE thing right. I do love maiming people. I adore harming people. I can't wait to victimize you. There is just something so exciting about breaking another soul down into a quivering mess that even I don’t understand! Mmm maybe it’s the beast inside trying to deliver punishment to the wicked….maybe it’s my sick mind…what do you think Nova? You want a banquet of blood in the ring…fine but first I want your confession…..I want you to confess you just can’t keep up when confronted by true darkness….then after you’ve given up….I’ll show true savagery if you want it….it’s much better when you don’t have to worry about being disqualified. We will put a show on for your family….just like when you were a young little girl…watching wrestling with your dear dear dead daddy….now I would never talk bad about your dead daddy but I bet he is ashamed of you….his sweet precious little Nova…you should be a better daughter to honor Jame’s memory.” Alessia shakes her head as she opens her book the pages cracking and a few even breaking into a fine dust. “You see I love it when people show me the hate they have hidden in their soul….it’s the true self…These masks we wear to fit into society are nothing but fucking lies! You have begun to peel yours off Nova! But I need you to RIP the rest off before we meet so I can know the real you…and for that well, I just had to borrow something real close of your families….I promise to treat it real good I saw how much you guys took care of it.” A sick smirk forms on Alessia’s face as she waves a photo of a dug-up burial plot flowers stomped out. The headstone would still be intact but a left-hand symbol spray-painted on it was quite the addition. “It’s like I said….I don’t believe you're truly committed and I NEED you to be committed…maybe Orion or Rainbow will be a better tool….I guess we will have to wait and see. I'd hate to have to do anything too crazy....so soon anyway. I'd love nothing more to slowly bring that blood to a boil with weeks upon weeks of sweet torment but alas...we already have a date scheduled. So let me know what I need to do to excite you...I give it as hard as I can take it so don't fret Nova. But maybe it'll be you who fails to impress, the only difference is if you do that...well you are just gonna have met my expectations, hmm no real stakes then.” Alessia shrugs as she tosses the photo like a discarded piece of trash before closing the book up. She sighs as she shakes her head slightly looking out in the empty pews before focusing on the camera once more. “Those that came before might have done shit like this to make you give up or maybe even just lay down in the middle of the ring….not me! I want our dance to shake the ring I want those who see it to never be able to unsee it! Let’s lap up each other’s lifeblood and anguish! Hate breeds Hate and make no mistakes about it: I Fucking Hate you. So please prove you more than a poser Nova! Show me that darkness! Make no mistake at Ice Crown I plan to defeat you! And when we are back home at First Class the target won't be on me it'll be on you and you better believe I plan to take you for all your worth! Your body, soul, and belt! All of will be fed to me! But if you remember only one thing from my sermon: All I do, I do on behalf of the dark! Thus spoke the New Evil!” The scene abruptly cuts out to the White palm. Roleplay Archives |
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