Guest Dace59 Report post Posted December 5, 2002 Fade in --- "Christian or Not. You're All Gonna Die! Satanist or Not. You're All Gonna Die! God or Not. You're All Gonna Die! Satan or Not!" The jam-packed crowd makes a roar filling the tiny club, up out through the stairs and out across the streets into the black nights. "Thank you very much you crazy mothers!" Dace growls into the mike. The place yells again. "So, what you all wanna hear next then?" VADER "I can't hear you!" VADER! "I said I can't fucking hear you!" VVVVAADDDEERRR "Alright then, you're gonna get it!" Everyone cheers, and throws back their hair to windmill. "James, take it from the top, lets rip and shred!" "VVVVVAAAADDDDDEEEEERRRR!" Dace's unholy growl rocks the whole club as the guitar slams in. Hair wind milling like razor blades, horns in the air, joining in the screaming sound, everyone starts throwing themselves around like cannon balls. "A scarab beetle which toils through its phases From an egg through a larva to the protector of the dawning Sun Out of the Unmanifest into the Matrix of Manifestation One word which opens the gates to the worlds Knowledge-not information-grants transformative power There are as many left hand paths as there are us-stars The extension of existence to a further level of Being By powers of the Set that releases from thrall I have come into being I have come into being Meaning can only come from the individual In the moments of divine clairvoyance and intensification of Being The utterance of the word which ripples through the fabric of the world And gives insight and strength to those who want to become I have come into being I have come into being A scarab beetle which toils through its phases From an egg through a larva to the protector of the dawning Sun Out of the Unmanifest into the Matrix of Manifestation One word which opens the gates to realities I have come into being!" Throwing his head back and spraying a shower of blood into the air, he dives head long into the waiting crowd, as the band hammer home the final notes. The bassist pulls Dace back in from the pit. "It's been great fun singing with these guys. Don't you all think?" Everyone cheers their agreement. "So, one last time, before I have to go out there and kick ass for a living. San Francisco, makes some noise! These guys are Angel Enthrone, I'm Dace Night, and this ...." More yells and cheers from the San Francisco crowd, before it dies down into bated breath. "This is .... this is ... KILLING SPREE!" Surging like a tide, everyone tries to crush closer to the stage, bodies flying like the shredded notes. "To the world around he was the perfect person Planning for an alibi he then starts rehearsing A human bomb just waiting to explode This secret rage can't be controlled Slaughtered the dreams of others On left to recover Self-inflicted wounds Life he has consumed Planning a killing spree Victim of a conspiracy? Getting bored with his current life Rearranging with a knife Greed before despair suspicion starts to grow His life was spared for this he does not know Screams filled the air there was no way to help The ones he mourns he killed himself Slaughtered the dreams of others On left to recover Self-inflicted wounds Life he has consumed Planning a killing spree Victim of a conspiracy?" --- Fade out Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Ace309 Report post Posted December 6, 2002 Nice. Not sure exactly what the point was, but it was entertaining. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Dace59 Report post Posted December 6, 2002 Point... ermm... I did say it was a skit. It's just some character extention and all that. Plus it links into an idea I have for my match. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Listen2Reason Report post Posted December 6, 2002 Mosh pits, Egyptian mythology and especially character development. Thumbs up from me. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
