Post by Demon on Feb 2, 2015 20:31:41 GMT -4
The scene opens up on a dirt road, winding and twisting through the countryside. A gust of wind rolls through, whipping up pockets of dust, and creating mini tornados. It seems to be a peaceful place, and one long abandoned by any humans, as wildlife wanders around freely, no fear of being hunted or disturbed by man. A deer grazes, some rabbits hop along merrily, and birds chirp in the trees. This serenity is suddenly cut short by the screech of a bird as it takes flight, disturbed from its nest. The sound shocks the other wildlife, and soon no life can be seen, just the dirt road, and the trees and grass that lie behind it. Slowly, a figure emerges upon the horizon, walking methodically. As he draws nearer, a voice can be heard, ringing across the landscape, deep, gravelly tones that echo of times long forgotten.
"Six years. Six long years. And in all that time, I've found myself to grow complacent. I've found myself to...almost become peaceful. I've found myself to be something that I despise."
The figure has drawn much closer, and his silhouette against the slowly darkening sky is that of a massive man. His feet continue to draw him ever nearer, and the voice begins to speak once more.
"Six long years, and all I have done in that time is sit around and watch the days tick by. That is, until recently, when I received a most interesting phone call. As I listened, I felt my heart beat faster, as my blood began to pump with a passion that I hadn't felt for quite some time. I was told that EVPW was reopening."
The figure is visible now. He stands tall, truly a monster of a man. His 300 plus pound frame towers in front of the camera, as his masked face looks forward, his eyes staring intently, with a light in them that hasn't been seen for some time. Again, the voice echoes across the landscape.
"And finally, after six long years, I make my return. Fueled by the hatred that this dull, methodical life has brought me. Full of the rage that I haven't felt in so long. It has been far to long since I've tasted then sickly iron of my own blood as it trickles down my head into my mouth. The Demonic One is back."
And with that, the scene abruptly cuts to static, which remains on the screen, crackling softly, before fading to black.
OOC: Everybody else was making them, so why not lol. Just something short and sweet to help shaken off the rust.
"Six years. Six long years. And in all that time, I've found myself to grow complacent. I've found myself to...almost become peaceful. I've found myself to be something that I despise."
The figure has drawn much closer, and his silhouette against the slowly darkening sky is that of a massive man. His feet continue to draw him ever nearer, and the voice begins to speak once more.
"Six long years, and all I have done in that time is sit around and watch the days tick by. That is, until recently, when I received a most interesting phone call. As I listened, I felt my heart beat faster, as my blood began to pump with a passion that I hadn't felt for quite some time. I was told that EVPW was reopening."
The figure is visible now. He stands tall, truly a monster of a man. His 300 plus pound frame towers in front of the camera, as his masked face looks forward, his eyes staring intently, with a light in them that hasn't been seen for some time. Again, the voice echoes across the landscape.
"And finally, after six long years, I make my return. Fueled by the hatred that this dull, methodical life has brought me. Full of the rage that I haven't felt in so long. It has been far to long since I've tasted then sickly iron of my own blood as it trickles down my head into my mouth. The Demonic One is back."
And with that, the scene abruptly cuts to static, which remains on the screen, crackling softly, before fading to black.
OOC: Everybody else was making them, so why not lol. Just something short and sweet to help shaken off the rust.
