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Dec. 30th, 2005 11:18 am
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theatrical_muse
Michael's decided he wants to answer this one too...
*snort* Betrayal. Has anyone betrayed me? How long do you have, because there's quite a list. However, we'll start with The Knights of the Holy Order... or at the very least, whichever assinine Cardinal it was after Jinette who decided to murder my friar. Oh, they'll tell you it was just a disease of old age - something genetic; something he would have contracted anyway. But I know different! I know what they did. I know that they developed something and gave it to him. I don't know exactly what; I don't know exactly how; and I don't know exactly why - I just know that they're responsible.
And Carl's dead.
How is that betrayal? Funny. They knew what they were doing. They knew that it would damn near kill me if anything happened to Carl, yet they did it anyway. They. Did. It. Anyway.
Murder.
How is that NOT betrayal? They murdered him. Lover, friend, confident.
Oh, the whole lot of you can bite me.
Word Count: 164
Describe the place you grew up.
Well, let me look around... it seems to resemble, very much, the fucking Vatican. Yes, in Rome... Italy, in case there's another that I'm unaware of, which happens so regularly I shouldn't have to mention it, but I am again. I wouldn't ordinarily use quite so many words, but I've grown more than irritated with the frequent questions about that which I am unable to remember because a group of religious types... or the higher power they serve... decided it would be a perfect punishment to remove all of my memories, leaving me with nothing. Which means, that all I have now, are memories of the last seven or eight years and a few bits and pieces from before that, but I don't have enough to have any idea where or even when I grew up. For all I know, perhaps I never did.
So, to answer this question - the bloody hell if I know.
This week's challenge was answered by Michael, the AU version of Gabriel Van Helsing, who is away again.
Muse: (AU) Van Helsing
Fandom: Stephen Sommers' Van Helsing
Word Count: 156
Well, let me look around... it seems to resemble, very much, the fucking Vatican. Yes, in Rome... Italy, in case there's another that I'm unaware of, which happens so regularly I shouldn't have to mention it, but I am again. I wouldn't ordinarily use quite so many words, but I've grown more than irritated with the frequent questions about that which I am unable to remember because a group of religious types... or the higher power they serve... decided it would be a perfect punishment to remove all of my memories, leaving me with nothing. Which means, that all I have now, are memories of the last seven or eight years and a few bits and pieces from before that, but I don't have enough to have any idea where or even when I grew up. For all I know, perhaps I never did.
So, to answer this question - the bloody hell if I know.
This week's challenge was answered by Michael, the AU version of Gabriel Van Helsing, who is away again.
Muse: (AU) Van Helsing
Fandom: Stephen Sommers' Van Helsing
Word Count: 156
( Variation on a theme... )
Muse: (Alternate Universe) Gabriel Van Helsing
Fandom: Stephen Sommers' Van Helsing
Word count: 150
** word count does not include the sentence of 'white text' **
Muse: (Alternate Universe) Gabriel Van Helsing
Fandom: Stephen Sommers' Van Helsing
Word count: 150
** word count does not include the sentence of 'white text' **
