Post by Deathie on Nov 9, 2007 14:38:30 GMT -5
{The OCW programming that you were staring mindlessly at cuts to commercial. An attractive young lady appears on the screen, explaining that you can live a normal life with herpes. The images on the screen begin to waver, wosening until the whole screen takes on the appearance of a scrambled porn channel. An image fades onto the screen as the discolored gibberish on the screen goes black…
…The letters begin to run like liquid & dissipate from the screen as Didi’s face fades onto it. The camera zooms out to show Didi & Scythe, seated on their casket/couch. She seemingly stares directly out of the screen & speaks.}
Didi: Hello, OCW. Welcome, again, to the Obituary Section. We don’t think you’ll mind missing a few advertisements about venereal disease treatments & feminine hygiene products while we air our segment.
Scythe: I can think of a few guys in OCW that should see BOTH of those commercials…
Didi (ignoring Scythe’s comment): My, my. What an interesting turn of events in OCW, recently. Just as it seems that The cTn has shown complete dominance over the company, they are dealt a crippling blow by the very Board of Directors that appeared to be supporting them. Werwulf had given The Creatures of the night complete control of the destiny of all OCW’s titles, only to lose all of them AND his job seconds later.
Scythe (chuckling): Guess Nitro doesn’t have the SHORTEST title reign, anymore…That’s gotta be a tie at the least.
Didi: True, Scythe…However; the events that transpired at “All Hallows Massacre” were only the beginning. Just as it seemed that The cTn might dissolve, a few of OCW’s recently added competitors decided to force The Creatures to circle their wagons…
Scythe: As long as it took them to think up a name…it’ll be a while before they get around to The Bumps in the Night.
Didi: Despite our friendly advice, these aptly named “Jokers of Hardcore” have insisted on banding together instead confronting The cTn members as individuals…
Scythe: Jokers of Hardcore?!?! Is that what they're calling themselves? Are they doing clown porn or something?
Didi (smiling at Scythe’s comment): I have said it once & will say it again…Your decision is ill fated, gentlemen. This continued atmosphere of gang warfare will only feed itself.
Scythe: Now a bunch of guys’ll be scrambling like roaches to choose a side…or make a new one.
Didi: Indeed, Scythe. Speaking of new sides…We recently saw a side to Warren Peace that we were unaware of. Apparently, he seeks to gain my attentions with poetry by the great shorttimer bard, Edgar Allan Poe. An interesting poem was selected by Mr. Peace. Truly one of the more tragic tales of separation... While I am unsure of what he hopes to gain from my attention, I felt it only fair to return the favor by reciting one of my favorite poems by the same master of macabre for Mr. Peace’s enjoyment. It is titled: Spirits of the Dead…
{Candles light at both sides of the casket/couch as the lights in the room go dim. Didi’s sits up and looks directly out of the screen.}
Didi: Thy soul shall find itself alone
'Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone;
Not one, of all the crowd, to pry
Into thine hour of secrecy.
Be silent in that solitude,
Which is not loneliness- for then
The spirits of the dead, who stood
In life before thee, are again
In death around thee, and their will
Shall overshadow thee; be still.
The night, though clear, shall frown,
And the stars shall not look down
From their high thrones in the Heaven
With light like hope to mortals given,
But their red orbs, without beam,
To thy weariness shall seem
As a burning and a fever
Which would cling to thee for ever.
Now are thoughts thou shalt not banish,
Now are visions ne'er to vanish;
From thy spirit shall they pass
No more, like dew-drop from the grass.
{The candles extinguish, seemingly on their own, leaving the screen dark. Only hints of Didi’s pale skin are visible. Her voice takes on an everywhere/nowhere quality that makes speakers obsolete.}
[shadow=Teal,left,300]The breeze, the breath of God, is still,
And the mist upon the hill
Shadowy, shadowy, yet unbroken,
Is a symbol and a token.
How it hangs upon the trees,
A mystery of mysteries![/shadow]
{The lights in the room come back on. Scythe is no longer visible on screen.}
Didi: I hope you enjoyed that, Mr. Peace...and get my meaning... Before we return you to your regularly scheduled OCW programming, we would like to address a matter of a more personal nature for Scythe & myself. That is the matter of Scythe’s partner for his Overdrive match against Monn ‘Joogra & Mikey Malicious. As was cleared by Tate Young, Scythe may choose ANYONE employed by OCW that he wishes to assist him… Scythe has made that decision. Scythe, Would you do the honors?
{Scythe wanders back onscreen & faces the camera.}
Scythe: Since I don’t want Mistress Didi getting HER hands dirty with MY job, I’ve chosen someone who’s hands are already nearly as filthy as my own…Someone who can be counted on to do what is necessary to inflict misery…My choice for my Tag Team partner at Overdrive is…The SphereKlown…KUNK!!!
{Didi pauses momentarily at Scythe’s announcement, then speaks.}
Didi: An excellent choice, Scythe…I must say that there was some concern on my part that you would choose a less than adequate partner…But I believe that Kunk should do quite nicely.
{Didi looks to the camera.}
Didi: We hope you enjoyed this installment of The Obituary Section. Thank you for your time, OCW…See you soon.
{The screen instantly flashes away, returning to more OCW stuff}
((ooc))
((I know this is TOO damn long...Just a lot to say & no short way to say anything when your dealing with Didi. Sorry, but read it anyway...it's not that bad.))
…The letters begin to run like liquid & dissipate from the screen as Didi’s face fades onto it. The camera zooms out to show Didi & Scythe, seated on their casket/couch. She seemingly stares directly out of the screen & speaks.}
Didi: Hello, OCW. Welcome, again, to the Obituary Section. We don’t think you’ll mind missing a few advertisements about venereal disease treatments & feminine hygiene products while we air our segment.
Scythe: I can think of a few guys in OCW that should see BOTH of those commercials…
Didi (ignoring Scythe’s comment): My, my. What an interesting turn of events in OCW, recently. Just as it seems that The cTn has shown complete dominance over the company, they are dealt a crippling blow by the very Board of Directors that appeared to be supporting them. Werwulf had given The Creatures of the night complete control of the destiny of all OCW’s titles, only to lose all of them AND his job seconds later.
Scythe (chuckling): Guess Nitro doesn’t have the SHORTEST title reign, anymore…That’s gotta be a tie at the least.
Didi: True, Scythe…However; the events that transpired at “All Hallows Massacre” were only the beginning. Just as it seemed that The cTn might dissolve, a few of OCW’s recently added competitors decided to force The Creatures to circle their wagons…
Scythe: As long as it took them to think up a name…it’ll be a while before they get around to The Bumps in the Night.
Didi: Despite our friendly advice, these aptly named “Jokers of Hardcore” have insisted on banding together instead confronting The cTn members as individuals…
Scythe: Jokers of Hardcore?!?! Is that what they're calling themselves? Are they doing clown porn or something?
Didi (smiling at Scythe’s comment): I have said it once & will say it again…Your decision is ill fated, gentlemen. This continued atmosphere of gang warfare will only feed itself.
Scythe: Now a bunch of guys’ll be scrambling like roaches to choose a side…or make a new one.
Didi: Indeed, Scythe. Speaking of new sides…We recently saw a side to Warren Peace that we were unaware of. Apparently, he seeks to gain my attentions with poetry by the great shorttimer bard, Edgar Allan Poe. An interesting poem was selected by Mr. Peace. Truly one of the more tragic tales of separation... While I am unsure of what he hopes to gain from my attention, I felt it only fair to return the favor by reciting one of my favorite poems by the same master of macabre for Mr. Peace’s enjoyment. It is titled: Spirits of the Dead…
{Candles light at both sides of the casket/couch as the lights in the room go dim. Didi’s sits up and looks directly out of the screen.}
Didi: Thy soul shall find itself alone
'Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone;
Not one, of all the crowd, to pry
Into thine hour of secrecy.
Be silent in that solitude,
Which is not loneliness- for then
The spirits of the dead, who stood
In life before thee, are again
In death around thee, and their will
Shall overshadow thee; be still.
The night, though clear, shall frown,
And the stars shall not look down
From their high thrones in the Heaven
With light like hope to mortals given,
But their red orbs, without beam,
To thy weariness shall seem
As a burning and a fever
Which would cling to thee for ever.
Now are thoughts thou shalt not banish,
Now are visions ne'er to vanish;
From thy spirit shall they pass
No more, like dew-drop from the grass.
{The candles extinguish, seemingly on their own, leaving the screen dark. Only hints of Didi’s pale skin are visible. Her voice takes on an everywhere/nowhere quality that makes speakers obsolete.}
[shadow=Teal,left,300]The breeze, the breath of God, is still,
And the mist upon the hill
Shadowy, shadowy, yet unbroken,
Is a symbol and a token.
How it hangs upon the trees,
A mystery of mysteries![/shadow]
{The lights in the room come back on. Scythe is no longer visible on screen.}
Didi: I hope you enjoyed that, Mr. Peace...and get my meaning... Before we return you to your regularly scheduled OCW programming, we would like to address a matter of a more personal nature for Scythe & myself. That is the matter of Scythe’s partner for his Overdrive match against Monn ‘Joogra & Mikey Malicious. As was cleared by Tate Young, Scythe may choose ANYONE employed by OCW that he wishes to assist him… Scythe has made that decision. Scythe, Would you do the honors?
{Scythe wanders back onscreen & faces the camera.}
Scythe: Since I don’t want Mistress Didi getting HER hands dirty with MY job, I’ve chosen someone who’s hands are already nearly as filthy as my own…Someone who can be counted on to do what is necessary to inflict misery…My choice for my Tag Team partner at Overdrive is…The SphereKlown…KUNK!!!
{Didi pauses momentarily at Scythe’s announcement, then speaks.}
Didi: An excellent choice, Scythe…I must say that there was some concern on my part that you would choose a less than adequate partner…But I believe that Kunk should do quite nicely.
{Didi looks to the camera.}
Didi: We hope you enjoyed this installment of The Obituary Section. Thank you for your time, OCW…See you soon.
{The screen instantly flashes away, returning to more OCW stuff}
((ooc))
((I know this is TOO damn long...Just a lot to say & no short way to say anything when your dealing with Didi. Sorry, but read it anyway...it's not that bad.))
