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Post by Holden Ross on Dec 10, 2018 0:10:40 GMT -5
*Crackling, hissing, popping static fills the air as once again someone rolls through the dial. On the screen, Holden's image, the skull with barbed wire wrapped axe handles crossed under it to complete the “skull and crossbones” look. Beethoven's “Fifth” drifts in momentarily, a recording of some majestic orchestra, playing one of the greatest pieces ever writtwn. It is swept away is a squall of static. A male voice now drifts out of the storm of static.*
Male voice: -them damn liberal fools are just trying to undercut all of the good our glorious President, mister Donald Tru-
*The dial continues cruising through the static until it finds, finally, what the operator is searching for.*
Congregation: Amen!
Pastor: And the Dragon’s sought vengence for being cast out of Heaven. Seromine, he embraced Anarchy, and became it’s Father. He has shown the World He is simply doing the Lord's work and trying to live a proper life!
Congrgation: Yes! AMEN!!
*A high pitched squeal drowns out the sermon momentarily.*
Preacher: -ollower, the second Dragon, a serpent from the depths of the Abyss, breathing smoke and brimstone, is the Guardian of the mighty Seromine. The student of Bael and Avatar of Wrath, the Chaotic beast known as Holden. Together the two shall –
*Another squall of static interrupts the sermon.*
Preacher: It is time for retribution. For the blood of the meek to fill the pools of the mighty! All Hail Seromine! All Hail Holden! ALL HAIL YOURSELF!
Congregation: Yes! Hallelujah! AMEN!
*The congregation has been whipped into a frenzy as the Pastor has begun screaming the last three phrases, almost in a hysterical tone, his voice cracking as static drowns him out.*
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