Post by New Dornalia on Apr 30, 2011 21:25:45 GMT -5
*transmission cuts out. Batov appears, staring angrily at the screen. He frowns a death glare, usually only seen on Woodians, tax auditors, Nazi interrogators and parties to a divorce. He is not happy. He begins with speaking in a tranquil fury, a cutting whisper reminiscent of Gary Oldman performing a thick Russian accent, mixed with some of the hamminess of Charlton Heston.*
Comrades of the Shinmei School.
You have heard much from the woman who was once the Temple Custodian. She has declared herself the head of the Shinmei School. Claiming that I was killed betraying you all, she has set herself on the path of sullying my legacy, corrupting our school, and turning our honored ways and means to the service of a usurper.
What she has not realized--or chosen to perhaps ignore--is that those same ways and means which she intends to corrupt were created with a purpose. To aid the innocent, to defend law and order, to protect all men, all of our brothers and sisters, from evil. It is using the most arcane of these methods I allowed myself to continue to use these powers for this mission. Namely, I transferred my Force Ghost, my conciousness, my very stamp on the Divine Essence into another individual. He gave his corporeal form willingly, and was near death. Such was his loyalty, he offered his whole being to allow me to continue my reign.
It is that mechanism that allows me to speak to you today. I do not look like the man I once was--gone are the wrinkles and baldness and salted beard of old age, in is a full head of hair, scars and a young Japanese man's countenance. If one were to take a DNA test, it would not confirm I was Grigori Batov, the one who led you to glory. But it is I truly, all my brothers and sisters--especially you, Brother Chin. You have no doubt heard about my death. Supposed death anyway. Fear no more, for I have returned.
*Voice begins getting angrier.*
Now, to those who would...usurp my people...decieve them...LIE to them...turn them into SLAVES for a lying group of scum and filth...
I would like to tell them this.
*Batov Gets Up. He continues to look at the screen, and speaks angrily, his voice gradually rising with hot blood and passion.*
Enjoy your sordid kingdom while it lasts. Enjoy your...PRETENTIONS...of godhood while you still can.
For while you playact at being gods, I myself have cheated death, and live on in another form to fight again!
I live once more, to avenge those whom you've betrayed!
Once more, to right the wrongs committed upon the Shinmei School![/i]
And once more, finally, to ensure you come to justice![/u][/i]
For I am no longer merely Grigori Illyanovich Batov! MASTER OF THE SHINMEI SCHOOL! I AM THE BRINGER! OF! YOUR! DESTRUCTION![/u][/i]
I AM YOUR GUILTY CONSCIENCE MADE MANIFEST! WHERE YOU ARE, I SHALL BE! WHERE YOU KILL, I SHALL KILL YOU! YOUR EVIL HAS CLAIMED THE LIVES OF MANY GOOD MEN! AND IT IS TIME FOR KARMA TO DELIVER ITS JUDGMENT UPON THE WICKED SINS YOU HAVE COMMTITTED!!!!!!!![/u][/i][/size]
I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE![/u][/i][/size]
*Batov angrily, in the heat of the moment, slams his fist into the table. It cracks in half in a white flash as the camera shakes, and then the screen cuts out. Cut to the studio a moment later.
The studio is in ruins.
Such is Batov's fury that his Hot Blooded Rage has been projected through the tv into the HoloNet News LA Studio. A residual Earthquake is occurring, knocking over shelves of papers and causing lights to fall down. Papers are strewn about. The news desk is cracked in half. Fire alarms are going off and the sprinklers are misting the room, as a large fire breaks out in the back, dangerously close to an ammo cache. Jock and Jane, mortal enemies, now work to put out the fire.
Myrna is dumbfounded. In a land that expects ham and wierd shit to happen, that truly has taken the cake.*
"We'll be right back."
Comrades of the Shinmei School.
You have heard much from the woman who was once the Temple Custodian. She has declared herself the head of the Shinmei School. Claiming that I was killed betraying you all, she has set herself on the path of sullying my legacy, corrupting our school, and turning our honored ways and means to the service of a usurper.
What she has not realized--or chosen to perhaps ignore--is that those same ways and means which she intends to corrupt were created with a purpose. To aid the innocent, to defend law and order, to protect all men, all of our brothers and sisters, from evil. It is using the most arcane of these methods I allowed myself to continue to use these powers for this mission. Namely, I transferred my Force Ghost, my conciousness, my very stamp on the Divine Essence into another individual. He gave his corporeal form willingly, and was near death. Such was his loyalty, he offered his whole being to allow me to continue my reign.
It is that mechanism that allows me to speak to you today. I do not look like the man I once was--gone are the wrinkles and baldness and salted beard of old age, in is a full head of hair, scars and a young Japanese man's countenance. If one were to take a DNA test, it would not confirm I was Grigori Batov, the one who led you to glory. But it is I truly, all my brothers and sisters--especially you, Brother Chin. You have no doubt heard about my death. Supposed death anyway. Fear no more, for I have returned.
*Voice begins getting angrier.*
Now, to those who would...usurp my people...decieve them...LIE to them...turn them into SLAVES for a lying group of scum and filth...
I would like to tell them this.
*Batov Gets Up. He continues to look at the screen, and speaks angrily, his voice gradually rising with hot blood and passion.*
Enjoy your sordid kingdom while it lasts. Enjoy your...PRETENTIONS...of godhood while you still can.
For while you playact at being gods, I myself have cheated death, and live on in another form to fight again!
I live once more, to avenge those whom you've betrayed!
Once more, to right the wrongs committed upon the Shinmei School![/i]
And once more, finally, to ensure you come to justice![/u][/i]
For I am no longer merely Grigori Illyanovich Batov! MASTER OF THE SHINMEI SCHOOL! I AM THE BRINGER! OF! YOUR! DESTRUCTION![/u][/i]
I AM YOUR GUILTY CONSCIENCE MADE MANIFEST! WHERE YOU ARE, I SHALL BE! WHERE YOU KILL, I SHALL KILL YOU! YOUR EVIL HAS CLAIMED THE LIVES OF MANY GOOD MEN! AND IT IS TIME FOR KARMA TO DELIVER ITS JUDGMENT UPON THE WICKED SINS YOU HAVE COMMTITTED!!!!!!!![/u][/i][/size]
I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE![/u][/i][/size]
*Batov angrily, in the heat of the moment, slams his fist into the table. It cracks in half in a white flash as the camera shakes, and then the screen cuts out. Cut to the studio a moment later.
The studio is in ruins.
Such is Batov's fury that his Hot Blooded Rage has been projected through the tv into the HoloNet News LA Studio. A residual Earthquake is occurring, knocking over shelves of papers and causing lights to fall down. Papers are strewn about. The news desk is cracked in half. Fire alarms are going off and the sprinklers are misting the room, as a large fire breaks out in the back, dangerously close to an ammo cache. Jock and Jane, mortal enemies, now work to put out the fire.
Myrna is dumbfounded. In a land that expects ham and wierd shit to happen, that truly has taken the cake.*
"We'll be right back."