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hadriel2016-04-01 09:11 pm
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Reflect What You Are [video]
[It's not that Bianca hasn't been enjoying the party. She's been everywhere, but fleetingly: pouring drinks, drinking toasts, absorbing the ambience, drinking some more. She has made no effort to take centre stage - till now.
It's during the last days, when everyone is feeling the worse for wear and the riotousness has died down some, that Bianca appears on the network.
She is not on a stage, not using one of the karaoke machines. She's in her house, the lights low, and one of her pet hyenas props her back up while the other acts as a footrest. She has an open bottle of tequila in one hand, and the carcasses of several empties lie around her. When she stares into the video feed, the unfocused look in her eyes suggests that standing up might currently be beyond her power. Her mirror lies on her lap.
Instead of speaking, Bianca starts to sing. Her voice is deep, powerful and true, and she doesn't speak until the song is finished.]
My cavemates. My friends. I fell here from a great ship between the stars, one just as inescapable and dark as these tunnels, just as full of monsters.
It had its own mirror, its own equal and opposing force. I shall not bore you with the tale of the two ships' struggle for dominance, of how I changed sides and fought at my own side for love and redemption.
[She says these words with derisive emphasis, and then smiles.]
I was sure I would die. What does one do, after one's great heroic sacrifice is rejected? After one wakes from the final battlefield to find oneself on another battlefield, ridden by yet more gods and monsters?
[She answers her own question by raising her bottle shakily to take another deep swallow.]
I am Bianca. Tell me, my children, where did you arrive here from? Where is your home?
It's during the last days, when everyone is feeling the worse for wear and the riotousness has died down some, that Bianca appears on the network.
She is not on a stage, not using one of the karaoke machines. She's in her house, the lights low, and one of her pet hyenas props her back up while the other acts as a footrest. She has an open bottle of tequila in one hand, and the carcasses of several empties lie around her. When she stares into the video feed, the unfocused look in her eyes suggests that standing up might currently be beyond her power. Her mirror lies on her lap.
Instead of speaking, Bianca starts to sing. Her voice is deep, powerful and true, and she doesn't speak until the song is finished.]
My cavemates. My friends. I fell here from a great ship between the stars, one just as inescapable and dark as these tunnels, just as full of monsters.
It had its own mirror, its own equal and opposing force. I shall not bore you with the tale of the two ships' struggle for dominance, of how I changed sides and fought at my own side for love and redemption.
[She says these words with derisive emphasis, and then smiles.]
I was sure I would die. What does one do, after one's great heroic sacrifice is rejected? After one wakes from the final battlefield to find oneself on another battlefield, ridden by yet more gods and monsters?
[She answers her own question by raising her bottle shakily to take another deep swallow.]
I am Bianca. Tell me, my children, where did you arrive here from? Where is your home?
[Video]
Sorry. That you had to do that.
[That can't have been a good experience.]
We um... As far as we know, they're only on one mountain back home. But we really don't know a lot about them, and we don't know if there are... Other things, like them.
Monsters weren't supposed to exist at all.
[Video]
She waves her tequila bottle in an airy gesture that slops some liquid onto one of her hyenas.]
It's fine, sweet boy. He got better. Is anthropo - anth - is cannibalism common? In that area?
[Video]
No, it's just uh... The mountain's really dangerous, and there have been some accidents over time. Enough time to build up a collection of wendigos.
[But he thinks they killed them all in those last few seconds before dawn.]
Re: [Video]
Some societies routinely eat their dead. One never knows.
[Video]
[And about that last part--]
Gross. I'm guessing they don't get possessed by spirits and turned into monsters if they do that, though.
Kind of a deterrent.
[Video]
I wonder if the original inhabitants had some such tradition? That would make Rage's ...error so much more likely.
[Video]
[He's not sure he buys the coincidence, especially since it so benefitted both Rage and Fear and they were the ones responsible.]
[Video]
[Video]
[He isn't ruling out it was a genuine coincidence, especially since he doesn't know exactly when the Wendigo spirits arrived, but it seems incredibly unlikely at this point.]
[Video]
It's that painfully sincere face of yours, sweetheart. It's simply not built for sarcasm.
[Video]
Painfully sincere face?
[He might have to remember that.]