guerrilla_morph (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
guerrilla_morph) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
sirenspull2012-08-04 09:22 pm
guerrilla_morph) wrote in sirenspull2012-08-04 09:22 pm
Entry tags:
Fourth Morph - Video - Backdated slightly after sirens
[ Here is Marco again, but unlike his previous post when he was a smirking, shit-eating smartass, this time he's a little different. A little hard, a little rough, but still mostly the same. He's sitting in a chair, the cheap hotel kind. Looks like the boy still hasn't found a steady place to live in regularly, but he doesn't seem to be too bothered by it.
When he speaks, he lacks nearly all the swagger and a hundred times more of his acidic sarcasm. ]
Hello again.
I did had this whole speech about the attacks and all, but at the end of the day, I just don't care. It's too stupid for me to bother.
[ He moves his eyes upward, in a gesture of thoughtfulness. But his face shows nothing but a calm serenity, but it is the false serenity, the kind that brings about a terrible, despairing rage, the kind that only those who experienced it can recognize it for what it is. ]
I just want to say my mom, Eva, died. Some of you might know her as Edriss.
[ Another pause, as though he searched for words. His brows furrowed slightly, his eyes darken. ]
She was murdered by some crazy psycho redhead. I could call her a hot crazy psycho redhead, except she murdered my mom. That killed the sex appeal right there.
I already destroyed the body, since I heard about people becoming Darkness monsters after death.
[ Edriss was bad enough on her own. Marco is certain he can't handle seeing a monstrous version of Mom walking down the streets of Siren's Port after nightfall. ]
I'm going to make a small memorial tomorrow, nearby the Newcomer Tribute. Funny that when she died back home, there wasn't any body to bury her in, so there was only a memorial service and a really lame funeral. But I can always appreciate a good, twisted irony.
Those who know her, come. Those who don't, shove off.
[ With those words, he reached over and turned off the feed, so he can wait and see who has been making friends with a mass-murdering slave master. ]
When he speaks, he lacks nearly all the swagger and a hundred times more of his acidic sarcasm. ]
Hello again.
I did had this whole speech about the attacks and all, but at the end of the day, I just don't care. It's too stupid for me to bother.
[ He moves his eyes upward, in a gesture of thoughtfulness. But his face shows nothing but a calm serenity, but it is the false serenity, the kind that brings about a terrible, despairing rage, the kind that only those who experienced it can recognize it for what it is. ]
I just want to say my mom, Eva, died. Some of you might know her as Edriss.
[ Another pause, as though he searched for words. His brows furrowed slightly, his eyes darken. ]
She was murdered by some crazy psycho redhead. I could call her a hot crazy psycho redhead, except she murdered my mom. That killed the sex appeal right there.
I already destroyed the body, since I heard about people becoming Darkness monsters after death.
[ Edriss was bad enough on her own. Marco is certain he can't handle seeing a monstrous version of Mom walking down the streets of Siren's Port after nightfall. ]
I'm going to make a small memorial tomorrow, nearby the Newcomer Tribute. Funny that when she died back home, there wasn't any body to bury her in, so there was only a memorial service and a really lame funeral. But I can always appreciate a good, twisted irony.
Those who know her, come. Those who don't, shove off.
[ With those words, he reached over and turned off the feed, so he can wait and see who has been making friends with a mass-murdering slave master. ]
permavideo
no subject
[ Marco has heard it so many times when Mom "died" that he's pretty sick of it. This time is no exception. ]
Did you knew her?
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
[ Marco: hitting on girls like it's cool since 1996. ]
no subject
Excuse me?
video/private;
so have the public ringleader of a terrorist strike, Marco.]
What time is it? I can stop by to clean the Tribute early. I um, normally go every weekend, but I can make it clean for your memorial.
no subject
no subject
Which do you want, sweetie? Eva or Edriss? We can do both- you know, Eva "Edriss" and then her last name.
[There were even air quotes in there, isn't she such a nice person.]
no subject
Eva.
[ He's halfway tempted to tell the woman about how unworthy Edriss - Visser One - is in deserving recognition and honor. ]
Did you know her?
no subject
[She bites her lip and looks down, striving to keep her shit to herself.]
Was Edriss her middle name?
unhackable
No, Edriss was the name of the parasite that was in her brain and controlled her body while she was still experiencing it and had the audacity to pretend to be Eva.
Edriss is nothing more than a worthless lump of flesh who enslaved millions of humans and killed thousands.
She doesn't deserve to be recognized or even remembered.
unhackable
Marco, does anyone else know about this?
Re: unhackable
no subject
[This kid is obviously hurting badly, and lashing out at anyone who's giving him an opening. She leans in closer, eyes hard and intent.]
I think I know how you feel.
When I was a teenager my dad was possessed by a demon. It... went inside him, took his body over, then killed my mom, my boyfriend, and stabbed himself. It didn't hurt the demon- just my dad. I'll never forget how horrible it was to see my father's face and hear his voice saying- [Her voice almost catches] terrible things to me. It would've been easier if someone else killed him, but- I remember his face. And then I had to tell everyone that it was my dad who did that, and get through his funeral arrangements like that.
The point of that story is just to let you know that I have a lot of experience with weird, terrible things.
You don't have to talk to me- you don't even know me. But if you ever need help for anything, and you don't want to have to explain yourself... now you know one person who's been where you are.
no subject
And he wasn't the one who killed them, this time.
His voice is one of arrogant disdain, but his face shows just enough interest to show that he's listening. ]
Is it possible to get Eva's name on Tribute tomorrow?
no subject
No, I'm sorry. I have a combination of powers that might be able to carve it in myself, but I can't control them yet. I wouldn't want to mess it up.
It'll only be a few weeks, I promise.
no subject
[ But would Visser One and Mom return? He has heard about people dying and then returning. ]
no subject
no subject
Voice
...They said none of us died.
Voice
Re: Voice
[This is a public feed, and oh right. That was all totally illegal.]
The...uh. I heard wrong. I must have. S-sorry for your loss. Again.
no subject
She was murdered today, she had nothing to do what happened several days ago.
[ That he knows of. Edriss would more likely to throw some names so they get thrown to the dogs to be hunted down, but reason why is something that escapes him. She would have done it to Marco, for example, but it hasn't happen. It doesn't add up, from what he knows.
But what he knows is extremely limited, which is absolutely important that he learns Visser One's acquaintances. ]
no subject
...Oh.
no subject
[ Marco is feeling a little merciless tonight. ]
no subject
...I never met her.
no subject
no subject
Okay, 'nough with the names. Not who you wanted to hear from, I goddid.
no subject
[ His voice is like a live wire, sharp and wicked. ]
But it's okay, let's give yourself a pat on a back, don't worry, you tried, everybody goes home happy.
[ Except Marco, he's never happy.
Story of his life.
He turns off the feed. He's can't take talking to people anymore. He's done. ]
no subject