Post by Gabriel Karras on Jan 8, 2010 16:05:55 GMT -6
{Karras knelt in an alcove of the church. Above him, the stained glass depiction of St. Francis loomed above him. His hands are folded in front of him in prayer, his eyes close as he concentrates on his task. From behind him, a light begins to shine. The majestic light that shines whenever someone in a movie has a revelation. A booming voice speaks out from the light.}
God: Karras my son, so you hath gone forth to inflict the lament upon the sinners of My world.
Karras: Yes, Father.
God: You have seen much in your journey. For good or for ill, and have come through clean.
Karras: Yes, Father.
God: But you still have much farther to go..
Karras: I am prepared, Father.
God: Tonight, you venture into the battlefield against those would stand against my word...
Karras: Yes, Father.
God: But before that.. we're out of milk.. could you get some?
Karras: Certainly, Father.
{Almost on cue the light stand that had been holding the majestic light falls over. It reveals Sister Desiree standing behind a boom mic, with a sound technician playing on the sound to give her the "God" voice. Karras hears the noise, but doesn't bother to look up.}
Karras: Crap.
Desiree: Sorry.
Karras: That's fine. I doubt he would have bought it anyway.
Desiree: It's a good thing we had this script that told us what to do.
Karras: Joke is over, sister.
Desiree: Awww.. I was having so much fun mocking the Twilight rip off.
{Karras stood, and left the alcove, walking to the end of the stage that seperates him from his congregation and sitting there. Desiree followed, pointing to her Team Edward shirt. The Edward had been crossed out and replaced with 'Gabriel'}
Karras: You see, Sephiroth, I can't sit here and deny the fact that monsters exist. I mean, how contradictive would that sound? The guy who believes there's a big all seeing all knowing being somewhere out there watching us all the time telling someone else something out of the ordinary doesn't exist. Are there Vampires walking among us? There just might be. The point I was making is..
I don't believe you...
Think about it. If you were a real vampire, you would have to be mind numbingly stupid to come out here and announce that fact to the world. Either that or you're just really warped into thinking that you really are what you actually aren't. But that's really a moot point. You're not going to here me speak and suddenly realize you're a fraud. So, more power to you. But just remember.. I don't believe you can move faster than I can see. I don't believe you have the strength of more than one man. And all the camera tricks and scripts you can come up with won't change that. If you prove me wrong tonight, fine. I'll accept it. But that's the rub. You're now on the block, having to actually do all the things you hint at doing.
Desiree: I don't see how he can. He spent quite a bit of the time flipping between whining and threatening.
Karras: That's how they operate. They feel neglected. Not realizing they have to make their own way and take responsibility for their own decisions. God cleansed the world once. We reverted. God created a living being to be his representative. And they crucified him. He wasn't asking for worship, all he was asking for was people to listen.
Desiree: But Final Fantasy 7 Interview with a Vampire over there, would rather just play the blame game.
Karras: Precisely.
Desiree: What about Mysterio? Nothing on his blatant blasphemy?
Karras: What? You mean the whole 'I believe in a God' thing?
Desiree: Right.
Karras: I don't care.
Desiree: Que?
Karras: If he wants to stick to that story, fine. If he made it up just so he wouldn't be forced to admit I was right, fine. I really don't care either way. People who have battles inside themselves of Good and Evil haven't purged the Evil from themselves. They are the very people I'm out here trying to help. No amount of words I could throw at him now are going to make him change. He's a damned fool, and nothing else will probably change that either. But, at the end, I will at least be able to say I tried.
Desiree: But.. God doesn't consider anyone hopeless, why should you?
Karras: Oh, yea, his other point. See, God is a being of infinite wisdom and patience. I am not. If he won't listen to me, I have no choice to move on. If he wants to settle it all up later, he's welcome to. I just won't be listening anymore. But that doesn't mean he won't be heard. But again, he didn't say that to make a point. He just said it to have something to say.
Desiree: Hopeless.
Karras: Correct.
Desiree: And Tempestad?
Karras: I'm satisfied.
Desiree: With his life story?
Karras: With his honesty. I asked simply, and he gave simply. It's nice to feel a kindred spirit of sorts here.
Desiree: Bradley was a Reverend I thought?
Karras: I never was certain if Bradley was a man of God. Now that he took the money and ran, I think that gave us an answer, didn't it?
Desiree: But Tempestad.. he's... Catholic...
Karras: So?
Desiree: Doesn't like the Catholic Church try to rule the world?
Karras: If one bannana is rotten do you throw the whole bushel away?
Desiree: ...Oh.. alright.
Karras: But, let us prepare. We have very little time before we have to get to the arena.
{Fade.}
God: Karras my son, so you hath gone forth to inflict the lament upon the sinners of My world.
Karras: Yes, Father.
God: You have seen much in your journey. For good or for ill, and have come through clean.
Karras: Yes, Father.
God: But you still have much farther to go..
Karras: I am prepared, Father.
God: Tonight, you venture into the battlefield against those would stand against my word...
Karras: Yes, Father.
God: But before that.. we're out of milk.. could you get some?
Karras: Certainly, Father.
{Almost on cue the light stand that had been holding the majestic light falls over. It reveals Sister Desiree standing behind a boom mic, with a sound technician playing on the sound to give her the "God" voice. Karras hears the noise, but doesn't bother to look up.}
Karras: Crap.
Desiree: Sorry.
Karras: That's fine. I doubt he would have bought it anyway.
Desiree: It's a good thing we had this script that told us what to do.
Karras: Joke is over, sister.
Desiree: Awww.. I was having so much fun mocking the Twilight rip off.
{Karras stood, and left the alcove, walking to the end of the stage that seperates him from his congregation and sitting there. Desiree followed, pointing to her Team Edward shirt. The Edward had been crossed out and replaced with 'Gabriel'}
Karras: You see, Sephiroth, I can't sit here and deny the fact that monsters exist. I mean, how contradictive would that sound? The guy who believes there's a big all seeing all knowing being somewhere out there watching us all the time telling someone else something out of the ordinary doesn't exist. Are there Vampires walking among us? There just might be. The point I was making is..
I don't believe you...
Think about it. If you were a real vampire, you would have to be mind numbingly stupid to come out here and announce that fact to the world. Either that or you're just really warped into thinking that you really are what you actually aren't. But that's really a moot point. You're not going to here me speak and suddenly realize you're a fraud. So, more power to you. But just remember.. I don't believe you can move faster than I can see. I don't believe you have the strength of more than one man. And all the camera tricks and scripts you can come up with won't change that. If you prove me wrong tonight, fine. I'll accept it. But that's the rub. You're now on the block, having to actually do all the things you hint at doing.
Desiree: I don't see how he can. He spent quite a bit of the time flipping between whining and threatening.
Karras: That's how they operate. They feel neglected. Not realizing they have to make their own way and take responsibility for their own decisions. God cleansed the world once. We reverted. God created a living being to be his representative. And they crucified him. He wasn't asking for worship, all he was asking for was people to listen.
Desiree: But Final Fantasy 7 Interview with a Vampire over there, would rather just play the blame game.
Karras: Precisely.
Desiree: What about Mysterio? Nothing on his blatant blasphemy?
Karras: What? You mean the whole 'I believe in a God' thing?
Desiree: Right.
Karras: I don't care.
Desiree: Que?
Karras: If he wants to stick to that story, fine. If he made it up just so he wouldn't be forced to admit I was right, fine. I really don't care either way. People who have battles inside themselves of Good and Evil haven't purged the Evil from themselves. They are the very people I'm out here trying to help. No amount of words I could throw at him now are going to make him change. He's a damned fool, and nothing else will probably change that either. But, at the end, I will at least be able to say I tried.
Desiree: But.. God doesn't consider anyone hopeless, why should you?
Karras: Oh, yea, his other point. See, God is a being of infinite wisdom and patience. I am not. If he won't listen to me, I have no choice to move on. If he wants to settle it all up later, he's welcome to. I just won't be listening anymore. But that doesn't mean he won't be heard. But again, he didn't say that to make a point. He just said it to have something to say.
Desiree: Hopeless.
Karras: Correct.
Desiree: And Tempestad?
Karras: I'm satisfied.
Desiree: With his life story?
Karras: With his honesty. I asked simply, and he gave simply. It's nice to feel a kindred spirit of sorts here.
Desiree: Bradley was a Reverend I thought?
Karras: I never was certain if Bradley was a man of God. Now that he took the money and ran, I think that gave us an answer, didn't it?
Desiree: But Tempestad.. he's... Catholic...
Karras: So?
Desiree: Doesn't like the Catholic Church try to rule the world?
Karras: If one bannana is rotten do you throw the whole bushel away?
Desiree: ...Oh.. alright.
Karras: But, let us prepare. We have very little time before we have to get to the arena.
{Fade.}