Post by Gabriel Karras on Nov 28, 2010 7:20:46 GMT -6
Then he will say to those on his left, ‘Depart from me, you who are cursed, into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his angels.
Matthew 25:41[/i]
You people.. you sheep.. what do you even think you know? None of you have any idea what sin is, and yet you think you can tell us who is the righteous? A body slam.. a powerbomb.. these are mere infantile toys compared to the suffering that is beind felt around the globe, but your arrogance will never let you see past your own outstretched arms. Vain.. Self loving.. Self obsessed glory hounds.. each and every one of you. So far, you have had it easy, you've been allowed to be that way. But what happens when the Devil.. and I mean.. THE Devil, not some pathetic excuse in facepaint or a mask, knocks on your door? What will the big bad mean man do.. when someone even he FEARS.. is staring back at him through the peephole? I suggest prayer.. it won't save you.. but at least I will have a brief chuckle before you pass from this mortal coil.. forever.[/b]
Who are you?
Why are you in my head?
What the hell is going on?!
Fitting expression, but I digress.
I am who you think I am.
And it's time to stop playing around, Gabriel.
No. This cannot be.
I am a man of God.
I will not let you tempt me.
Tempt you?
Heavens no, dear Father.
.....I'm here to help you.
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{Desiree was watching Gabriel pray. Beside her stood Ayla St. James and Rayne, both holding bags, ready for travel. All three were looking at Gabriel, but only Desiree seemed to sense the horrid torment inside his head. She turned to the two women.}
Desiree: Maybe it's better if you wait outside.
R Something wrong, Desiree?
Desiree: I am not sure what, but I believe so.
Ayla: Is he going to be ok?
{Desiree put on a big smile to mask her own worry. Both women knew what the smile meant, but didn't say anything else. They simply stepped out of the chapel.}
Desiree: Gabriel?
{Nothing. He seemed to be deadlocked in his mind.}
Desiree: Father?
{He still didn't move. She walked up to him, and placed a hand on his shoulder. It was a gesture that usually got his attention. But this time, he didn't look up.}
Desiree: Father? Is something the matter?
{There was a long moment of silence, then he turned to look at her. His lips curved into a thin smile, but his dark eyes seemed void of their natural gaze. Like he was someone.. or something else.. entirely.}
Karras: Nothing is the matter, Sister. How are you?
Desiree: Father..?! What... what happened...
{He stood up, and the action was so swift that Desiree stepped back and almost fell over. His arm was out in a flash, gripped her so she remained on her feet.}
Karras: Careful, now beautiful. These floor stones are sharp..
{Normally, Desiree would have found those words comforting. But today.. something was wrong.. very wrong..}
Desiree: Th... Thank you, Father..
Karras: You are welcome, Sister. Now, let us ajourn for some.. private counsel, shall we?
Desiree: ...Yes.. Father..
{Gabriel hook his arm into Desiree's, and she followed meekly along. They stepped out of the chapel to find a terse Ayla and Rayne waiting for them. And they too, immediately realized something was wrong.}
Ayla: Father..? What's the matter?
Karras: Why nothing, my dear child..
{Gabriel turned to face her, looking at the camera in the process. His dark eyes seemed darker, near black. And his lips curved into a grin, a very sly, disturbing.. grin.}
Karras: Nothing at all...
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Heal the sick, raise the dead, cleanse those who have leprosy, drive out demons. Freely you have received; freely give.
Matthew 10:8[/i]
It is a nice thought isn't it? To have someone magical to simply wave their hands over you, and suddenly everything that is wrong will be right again. All the curses of damnation will be replaced by the blessings of righteousness, yes? It is a pleasant thought, but that's all it is. A thought.. a ghost.. a shade.. of an idea. But look at all of you.. sitting there.. waiting for either someone to tell you how to behave, or a pat on the head from master for being a good little doggie. Do you fetch too, Doggie? I hope so. It's so much fun to throw what you want off into the distance and watch you chase it like a good boy. Such weak minded fools.. all of you..
Joseph...
Do you honestly think I care about your little problems with me? You're a kitten, weak and pathetic, mewling at the milk bowl for a few drops. I've pointed out time and time again how stupid and foolish you sound, how ridiculous your whole quest is, and how badly you will fail when this is all over. You want me to pay for your crimes, I get it. But you will have to answer for your own sins, Joseph. Not just concering your wife, but everything you've levied on another. Every stupid thing you've placed on someone else's head. You're so feeble, you can't even admit that you indulged in the Sins of another's flesh, all because she abandoned you. What? Did you think no-one would notice that Ashlie left you? That she got tired of waiting for you to find your spinal column and come to a decision? You've failed everyone you've ever met, Joseph. Maria.. Ashlie.. the American people you so pretend to love... your American dream is a lie, Joseph. Just like the rest of your sad, lonely, existance. Don't blame me, don't blame God. Blame that pathetic waste of space you look at every day in the mirror. This blood fued as you call it will end.. when all of yours... has been spilled....
Maniac...
I've seen the abyss, Chris. I've stared into it.. faced it down.. fought tooth and nail against it, all without moving. The abyss is a soul stealing void. You don't fight it with your fists, you fight it with your mind. Most men lose to the abyss, because they have no will. They have no strength of character, no power inside their soul to fight off that which tries to take the very essence of you. You could not fight it, Joseph could not fight it, Lex cannot fight it.. all of you have simply given up, allowing the void to corrupt you, take away everything inside you that ever meant anything. You're shriveling inside, twisting and dementing until there's nothing left except a weak and fragile shell of what was once the greatest gift. So you've suffered, so you're tormented.. do you want a hug Chris? A pat on the back and a nice job for all the hard work and suffering you endured? So sad that is, that you won't get it. Because the abyss you live within, does not care. And at this point.. neither do I. I'm not even considering saving you anymore Chris.. I'm simply going to send you back to the void you seem to think is so comforting. And then... you'll know..... what true pain is....
You know not of God.. Chris.. The only God you know.. is yourself.. I will cleanse you in the fire and fury of the Lord's love and then.. finally.. you may know peace...
Sense...
What purpose have you here? Did you see what we had brewing, and thought that maybe you could get a small portion? You akin me to a wolf, yet you are a leech. You have no business here, no reason for being even close to this, and yet you pass judgement on all of us. Standing on high and demeaning everything each of us stands for, all to increase your own self worth. That is what a weak soul does, Sense. You sat back, waiting for this to come to a boil, and inserted yourself into it, pretending behind a mask of self righteous vengeance, and yet your own reason for being here is to steal some attention. If I am a wolf, you are a hyena, waiting to pick up the pieces the real predator has left behind. It is easy to mock me, my faith, the way I live.. but you are nothing. You have no purpose in life, no direction, nothing to do.. at all. Hurting people, assaulting them, trying to add to their pain is what parasites do. And I will not concern myself with you at all. You are a flea, riding the back of the dog. Just sucking away at another creatures blood until you've had your fill.. useless... and disposable. Good Night, Lex Sense. And know that you have failed to shake my resolve.. failed to please anyone who's ever asked anything of you.. failed.. at being.. a man.
And so I walk into the Den of Nightmares..
And I will introduce you to the Retribution..
Repent, and you shall be saved.
The Rapture... is at hand.[/b]
Matthew 25:41[/i]
You people.. you sheep.. what do you even think you know? None of you have any idea what sin is, and yet you think you can tell us who is the righteous? A body slam.. a powerbomb.. these are mere infantile toys compared to the suffering that is beind felt around the globe, but your arrogance will never let you see past your own outstretched arms. Vain.. Self loving.. Self obsessed glory hounds.. each and every one of you. So far, you have had it easy, you've been allowed to be that way. But what happens when the Devil.. and I mean.. THE Devil, not some pathetic excuse in facepaint or a mask, knocks on your door? What will the big bad mean man do.. when someone even he FEARS.. is staring back at him through the peephole? I suggest prayer.. it won't save you.. but at least I will have a brief chuckle before you pass from this mortal coil.. forever.[/b]
Who are you?
Why are you in my head?
What the hell is going on?!
Fitting expression, but I digress.
I am who you think I am.
And it's time to stop playing around, Gabriel.
No. This cannot be.
I am a man of God.
I will not let you tempt me.
Tempt you?
Heavens no, dear Father.
.....I'm here to help you.
===============================
{Desiree was watching Gabriel pray. Beside her stood Ayla St. James and Rayne, both holding bags, ready for travel. All three were looking at Gabriel, but only Desiree seemed to sense the horrid torment inside his head. She turned to the two women.}
Desiree: Maybe it's better if you wait outside.
R Something wrong, Desiree?
Desiree: I am not sure what, but I believe so.
Ayla: Is he going to be ok?
{Desiree put on a big smile to mask her own worry. Both women knew what the smile meant, but didn't say anything else. They simply stepped out of the chapel.}
Desiree: Gabriel?
{Nothing. He seemed to be deadlocked in his mind.}
Desiree: Father?
{He still didn't move. She walked up to him, and placed a hand on his shoulder. It was a gesture that usually got his attention. But this time, he didn't look up.}
Desiree: Father? Is something the matter?
{There was a long moment of silence, then he turned to look at her. His lips curved into a thin smile, but his dark eyes seemed void of their natural gaze. Like he was someone.. or something else.. entirely.}
Karras: Nothing is the matter, Sister. How are you?
Desiree: Father..?! What... what happened...
{He stood up, and the action was so swift that Desiree stepped back and almost fell over. His arm was out in a flash, gripped her so she remained on her feet.}
Karras: Careful, now beautiful. These floor stones are sharp..
{Normally, Desiree would have found those words comforting. But today.. something was wrong.. very wrong..}
Desiree: Th... Thank you, Father..
Karras: You are welcome, Sister. Now, let us ajourn for some.. private counsel, shall we?
Desiree: ...Yes.. Father..
{Gabriel hook his arm into Desiree's, and she followed meekly along. They stepped out of the chapel to find a terse Ayla and Rayne waiting for them. And they too, immediately realized something was wrong.}
Ayla: Father..? What's the matter?
Karras: Why nothing, my dear child..
{Gabriel turned to face her, looking at the camera in the process. His dark eyes seemed darker, near black. And his lips curved into a grin, a very sly, disturbing.. grin.}
Karras: Nothing at all...
=============================
Heal the sick, raise the dead, cleanse those who have leprosy, drive out demons. Freely you have received; freely give.
Matthew 10:8[/i]
It is a nice thought isn't it? To have someone magical to simply wave their hands over you, and suddenly everything that is wrong will be right again. All the curses of damnation will be replaced by the blessings of righteousness, yes? It is a pleasant thought, but that's all it is. A thought.. a ghost.. a shade.. of an idea. But look at all of you.. sitting there.. waiting for either someone to tell you how to behave, or a pat on the head from master for being a good little doggie. Do you fetch too, Doggie? I hope so. It's so much fun to throw what you want off into the distance and watch you chase it like a good boy. Such weak minded fools.. all of you..
Joseph...
Do you honestly think I care about your little problems with me? You're a kitten, weak and pathetic, mewling at the milk bowl for a few drops. I've pointed out time and time again how stupid and foolish you sound, how ridiculous your whole quest is, and how badly you will fail when this is all over. You want me to pay for your crimes, I get it. But you will have to answer for your own sins, Joseph. Not just concering your wife, but everything you've levied on another. Every stupid thing you've placed on someone else's head. You're so feeble, you can't even admit that you indulged in the Sins of another's flesh, all because she abandoned you. What? Did you think no-one would notice that Ashlie left you? That she got tired of waiting for you to find your spinal column and come to a decision? You've failed everyone you've ever met, Joseph. Maria.. Ashlie.. the American people you so pretend to love... your American dream is a lie, Joseph. Just like the rest of your sad, lonely, existance. Don't blame me, don't blame God. Blame that pathetic waste of space you look at every day in the mirror. This blood fued as you call it will end.. when all of yours... has been spilled....
Maniac...
I've seen the abyss, Chris. I've stared into it.. faced it down.. fought tooth and nail against it, all without moving. The abyss is a soul stealing void. You don't fight it with your fists, you fight it with your mind. Most men lose to the abyss, because they have no will. They have no strength of character, no power inside their soul to fight off that which tries to take the very essence of you. You could not fight it, Joseph could not fight it, Lex cannot fight it.. all of you have simply given up, allowing the void to corrupt you, take away everything inside you that ever meant anything. You're shriveling inside, twisting and dementing until there's nothing left except a weak and fragile shell of what was once the greatest gift. So you've suffered, so you're tormented.. do you want a hug Chris? A pat on the back and a nice job for all the hard work and suffering you endured? So sad that is, that you won't get it. Because the abyss you live within, does not care. And at this point.. neither do I. I'm not even considering saving you anymore Chris.. I'm simply going to send you back to the void you seem to think is so comforting. And then... you'll know..... what true pain is....
You know not of God.. Chris.. The only God you know.. is yourself.. I will cleanse you in the fire and fury of the Lord's love and then.. finally.. you may know peace...
Sense...
What purpose have you here? Did you see what we had brewing, and thought that maybe you could get a small portion? You akin me to a wolf, yet you are a leech. You have no business here, no reason for being even close to this, and yet you pass judgement on all of us. Standing on high and demeaning everything each of us stands for, all to increase your own self worth. That is what a weak soul does, Sense. You sat back, waiting for this to come to a boil, and inserted yourself into it, pretending behind a mask of self righteous vengeance, and yet your own reason for being here is to steal some attention. If I am a wolf, you are a hyena, waiting to pick up the pieces the real predator has left behind. It is easy to mock me, my faith, the way I live.. but you are nothing. You have no purpose in life, no direction, nothing to do.. at all. Hurting people, assaulting them, trying to add to their pain is what parasites do. And I will not concern myself with you at all. You are a flea, riding the back of the dog. Just sucking away at another creatures blood until you've had your fill.. useless... and disposable. Good Night, Lex Sense. And know that you have failed to shake my resolve.. failed to please anyone who's ever asked anything of you.. failed.. at being.. a man.
And so I walk into the Den of Nightmares..
And I will introduce you to the Retribution..
Repent, and you shall be saved.
The Rapture... is at hand.[/b]