Post by Donzig on Oct 15, 2022 21:08:21 GMT -5
‘It is good, that we can speak together like this now.’
Donzig’s raspy voice purred from the dimly lit darkness, as cold as always. He sat down at a table, and in the shadows around them stood pyramids of guttering candles. Their flickering flames dancing in an unseen breeze. The Scourge’s masked face was in shadow, and he lifted a hand absently as his fingers rubbed together as he leaned back.
‘There was a time we were at odds, but now? Now you see as we see, you know these are the first days of the Fall, that the world itself is damned. A cruel, wicked, selfish place that needs my guidance, our guidance.’
Donzig stared across the table, and the camera shifted to show someone was sitting in the darkness. The faint light deepened the shadows, and more candles danced in the background before the camera slid back to Donzig who shrugged.
‘I know the transition is difficult, it can shatter the minds of the weak. But you have risen anew, and taken your place among the Children. You will stand with us when the world is remade in our image, when the wheel is broken at last.’
A sniff, and Donzig leaned forward as his finger jabbed at the table.
‘You will be my message, you will send the word of the Great Dark across the XHF, a sign of the resurrection that will be my gift to those who kneel! And we shall stand together as Oblivion falls on this creation.’
A hiss, and Donzig sat back.
‘Of course, before all of that I must bring the monsters of the W:UK to heel. Blood has arranged them against me. I know he is working with that woman, she seeks to control us! But I will not bow down before the Usurper, no, no, no! And I will show them all, I will show blood that you need more then monsters to stand against the fury of the Scourge!’
His fist slammed down on the table, and the silent figure stand nothing. Donzig lifted his hand, dragging it across his mask.
‘Goth thinks he is mighty? That he is the dragon? I do not fear dragons. I do not fear the serpent. When I am finished with Goth, he will be more of a shadow then he is now! And then we have Jakie Wentzel with all his righteous fury, powered by the will of his God, and the sad memories of his life? Well, the Mennonite Mangler is no match for the New God of Xtreme! And I will shatter him before the altar of the Void!’
A snarl, and Donzig waved a hand.
‘Which leaves Armand, who hopes these lesser creatures will stay my hand! But as he stands at the side of the Usurper? He to will fall before me! And Armand will have the longest fall of all, because I want her! I WANT HER! To witness what I do to her precious husband! Armand will be message to them all, to the Usurper to Gus and his army! To the entire XHF, they will look on what I do to this two bit ringmaster and despair!’
The silent figure shifted, and Donzig smiled.
‘And then? With your hands around the throats of your old friends, and with the W:UK broken before me? I will be recognized as what I truly am, as a God!’
Donzig started to laugh, the foul mechanical rasping sound filling the room as he leaned back into darkness.
Donzig’s raspy voice purred from the dimly lit darkness, as cold as always. He sat down at a table, and in the shadows around them stood pyramids of guttering candles. Their flickering flames dancing in an unseen breeze. The Scourge’s masked face was in shadow, and he lifted a hand absently as his fingers rubbed together as he leaned back.
‘There was a time we were at odds, but now? Now you see as we see, you know these are the first days of the Fall, that the world itself is damned. A cruel, wicked, selfish place that needs my guidance, our guidance.’
Donzig stared across the table, and the camera shifted to show someone was sitting in the darkness. The faint light deepened the shadows, and more candles danced in the background before the camera slid back to Donzig who shrugged.
‘I know the transition is difficult, it can shatter the minds of the weak. But you have risen anew, and taken your place among the Children. You will stand with us when the world is remade in our image, when the wheel is broken at last.’
A sniff, and Donzig leaned forward as his finger jabbed at the table.
‘You will be my message, you will send the word of the Great Dark across the XHF, a sign of the resurrection that will be my gift to those who kneel! And we shall stand together as Oblivion falls on this creation.’
A hiss, and Donzig sat back.
‘Of course, before all of that I must bring the monsters of the W:UK to heel. Blood has arranged them against me. I know he is working with that woman, she seeks to control us! But I will not bow down before the Usurper, no, no, no! And I will show them all, I will show blood that you need more then monsters to stand against the fury of the Scourge!’
His fist slammed down on the table, and the silent figure stand nothing. Donzig lifted his hand, dragging it across his mask.
‘Goth thinks he is mighty? That he is the dragon? I do not fear dragons. I do not fear the serpent. When I am finished with Goth, he will be more of a shadow then he is now! And then we have Jakie Wentzel with all his righteous fury, powered by the will of his God, and the sad memories of his life? Well, the Mennonite Mangler is no match for the New God of Xtreme! And I will shatter him before the altar of the Void!’
A snarl, and Donzig waved a hand.
‘Which leaves Armand, who hopes these lesser creatures will stay my hand! But as he stands at the side of the Usurper? He to will fall before me! And Armand will have the longest fall of all, because I want her! I WANT HER! To witness what I do to her precious husband! Armand will be message to them all, to the Usurper to Gus and his army! To the entire XHF, they will look on what I do to this two bit ringmaster and despair!’
The silent figure shifted, and Donzig smiled.
‘And then? With your hands around the throats of your old friends, and with the W:UK broken before me? I will be recognized as what I truly am, as a God!’
Donzig started to laugh, the foul mechanical rasping sound filling the room as he leaned back into darkness.
