Bleed with me
Feb 16, 2007 3:35:58 GMT -5
Post by OrochiGeese on Feb 16, 2007 3:35:58 GMT -5
6/19/06
*** We see before us, the closeup of... a mouth. Red and black makeup cover all that we see, including the lips, which are closed. They slowly part in a smile, revealing brilliant white teeth. They begin to move in speech, the voice, close to a whisper, but not quite. It is articulate, and evident by the movement of her mouth. It is sharp and thin, like the blade of a knife slicing through flesh.
Voice: "Pretty girls come out to play
I'd like to have some fun today
Step in the ring and you can bleed with me.
Tearing flesh and cracking bone
Cry and scream, shriek and groan
The background music when you bleed with me."
*** The view changes to a closeup of both eyes, sunk behind a red mask. Yellow, with tiny pupils, that dilate with her growing excitement as she speaks
Voice: "See the color, vivid scarlet
Like the bosom of a harlot
flushes when her urges seize her mind.
Down your neck you feel it trickling
Warm and thick and lightly tickling
The liquid running pure and red refined."
*** Her voice is no longer quiet, but quite bold and forceful as if speaking with pride. There is a hint of a dramatic tone, as if reciting a Shakespearean soliliquy.
Voice: "Flesh my canvas, blood my medium
My art relieves mundane and tedium
Become a work of art and bleed with me."
*** The voice now changes to an almost whimsical tone, as we return to the closeup of her mouth.
Voice: "Paint the mat red, let it flow
All cut up and no place to go.
Put on your face, prepare to bleed with me.
All I say and all I ask
Is that you wear the Crimson Mask
when you fight me. Come and bleed with me."
*** The lips curl back into a smile once again, then return to being closed. We hear a sharp intake of breath, followed by a pursing of her lips and a gout of bright orange flame engulfing our view. When it recedes, only smoke remains.
*** We see before us, the closeup of... a mouth. Red and black makeup cover all that we see, including the lips, which are closed. They slowly part in a smile, revealing brilliant white teeth. They begin to move in speech, the voice, close to a whisper, but not quite. It is articulate, and evident by the movement of her mouth. It is sharp and thin, like the blade of a knife slicing through flesh.
Voice: "Pretty girls come out to play
I'd like to have some fun today
Step in the ring and you can bleed with me.
Tearing flesh and cracking bone
Cry and scream, shriek and groan
The background music when you bleed with me."
*** The view changes to a closeup of both eyes, sunk behind a red mask. Yellow, with tiny pupils, that dilate with her growing excitement as she speaks
Voice: "See the color, vivid scarlet
Like the bosom of a harlot
flushes when her urges seize her mind.
Down your neck you feel it trickling
Warm and thick and lightly tickling
The liquid running pure and red refined."
*** Her voice is no longer quiet, but quite bold and forceful as if speaking with pride. There is a hint of a dramatic tone, as if reciting a Shakespearean soliliquy.
Voice: "Flesh my canvas, blood my medium
My art relieves mundane and tedium
Become a work of art and bleed with me."
*** The voice now changes to an almost whimsical tone, as we return to the closeup of her mouth.
Voice: "Paint the mat red, let it flow
All cut up and no place to go.
Put on your face, prepare to bleed with me.
All I say and all I ask
Is that you wear the Crimson Mask
when you fight me. Come and bleed with me."
*** The lips curl back into a smile once again, then return to being closed. We hear a sharp intake of breath, followed by a pursing of her lips and a gout of bright orange flame engulfing our view. When it recedes, only smoke remains.