Post by remnantangel21 on Oct 20, 2012 21:37:38 GMT -5
The scene opens up at the end of a Holy Mass as the Priest closes his prayer, the setting, language and writing in the area indicates that they are in the Holy See. Patrons greet the father of the church, as the camera pans around. In the back, sits the figure of a man. A white hood masks the appearance of the man. He slowly stands to his feet, none of the other people in the church seem to notice the man. As he straightens up, a long white robe, resembling those of old Christian monks, is revealed in its entirety. The man turns away from the camera and towards the entrance to the church. On the back, the simple of a twisted cross, with a single angel wing is emblazoned on the robe. The man walks out of the church.
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The church, a place wear corrupt souls come in the hopes of finding salvation. The sheperds of the house, men trying to guide other blind sheep into their mass of lies and destruction. I have been sent, as a messenger. To be a judge of this corrupt world, to save it from itself.
The man leaves the church, and carefully lifts his hands to the hood. He pulls it back, to reveal that it is the Final Remnant himself, Chris Pyro.
Pyro:
This world is decaying faster than it can recover. It's rotting ever quicker, as the tides of fate tear away at it. As it's chosen savior, even I am left asking if it can be saved before all is lost. But alas, I can only do so much. So I have chosen Velocity as the first victim in my crusade. Last week, I put away Willson giving me the opportunity to claim the ultimate prize, and show what living righteously can do. I stand at the left hand of God, and no one here will be able to stand opposed to me. My ascencion is upon us.
Pyro continues to walks through Vatican City, his eyes showing to be in an almost trance like state as he proceeds.
Pyro:
Panzer. The Human Tank. A criminal. He now opposes me, and with his blaphemus tongue, speaks against me. Condemning what I did last week as a mere fluke. But here I stand, a contender for the top prize, while he lays, looking up into the sky. He is nothing to me, but a sacrifice. Him, just like Willson, will fall at my feet. Velocity will be punished for harbouring such a vile creature as Panzer, glorifying his villainy on such a stage. No more, tonight I will deliver his Final Dirge.
Pyro walks into a flash of light, seemingly disappearing into thin air.
:The church, a place wear corrupt souls come in the hopes of finding salvation. The sheperds of the house, men trying to guide other blind sheep into their mass of lies and destruction. I have been sent, as a messenger. To be a judge of this corrupt world, to save it from itself.
The man leaves the church, and carefully lifts his hands to the hood. He pulls it back, to reveal that it is the Final Remnant himself, Chris Pyro.
Pyro:
This world is decaying faster than it can recover. It's rotting ever quicker, as the tides of fate tear away at it. As it's chosen savior, even I am left asking if it can be saved before all is lost. But alas, I can only do so much. So I have chosen Velocity as the first victim in my crusade. Last week, I put away Willson giving me the opportunity to claim the ultimate prize, and show what living righteously can do. I stand at the left hand of God, and no one here will be able to stand opposed to me. My ascencion is upon us.
Pyro continues to walks through Vatican City, his eyes showing to be in an almost trance like state as he proceeds.
Pyro:
Panzer. The Human Tank. A criminal. He now opposes me, and with his blaphemus tongue, speaks against me. Condemning what I did last week as a mere fluke. But here I stand, a contender for the top prize, while he lays, looking up into the sky. He is nothing to me, but a sacrifice. Him, just like Willson, will fall at my feet. Velocity will be punished for harbouring such a vile creature as Panzer, glorifying his villainy on such a stage. No more, tonight I will deliver his Final Dirge.
Pyro walks into a flash of light, seemingly disappearing into thin air.
