Post by Hunter on Oct 23, 2015 21:36:21 GMT -6
Cole Hunter smirks as the camera opens upon him sitting in his “Confessional” room, alone in his chair, the viewscreen seemingly dead behind him. He glances over behind the camera and then nods slightly.
Cole Hunter: Such wondrous opportunities present themselves so willingly, You all insinuate that Rome is above such reproach, difficult to assault and that retribution is most readily assured…
A slight chuckle escapes his lips.
Cole Hunter: Facts forsaken for rhetoric devoid of substance…
He glances away, still smirking cruelly.
Cole Hunter: For those unable to resonate understanding...
Moving his gaze back to the camera, the smirk fades away.
Cole Hunter: You’re all nothing but empty hot air.
He shakes his head in disgust.
Cole Hunter: A bladder so bloated with excess atmosphere simply awaiting perforation that is expected momentarily due to continued inflation.
He glances over behind the camera and the smirk returns.
Cole Hunter: Now…
He stands, nodding as he steps over. The camera turns and follows, causing the room to appear to spin. Around and around the room goes until it seems like it will never stop. When it finally comes to a rest, the camera finds Cole standing with the woman known as Jade, another form before them covered with a tarp.
Cole Hunter: Our visitor?
Jade nods as the woman known as Artemis joins them.
Cole Hunter: Such wondrous visions are above the unworthy masses tuning into the entertainment provided tonight.
Artemis and Jade blush.
Artemis: You spoil us, doesn’t he, Jazzy?
Jade nods her agreement.
Jade: That he does.
She looks into the camera and nods both seductively and suggestively.
Jade: So… so much…
Cole kisses Artemis passionately on the lips and then turns and kisses Jade similarly as well.
Cole Hunter: Such an exquisite palate of flavors to sample lay before me, I hesitate to initiate a decision.
Jade stares at Artemis and Artemis shrugs.
Artemis: I think he just said he has so many choices before that he doesn’t know where to start…
Cole nods.
Cole Hunter: Indeed!
Jade smiles.
Jade: Por que no los dos?
Cole and Artemis both stand there considering this suggestion.
Artemis: What would we do with…
She nods at the tarp-covered form before them.
Artemis: That?
Cole places a foot on top of the form and a groan can be heard.
Cole Hunter: Propositions?
Jade shrugs.
Jade: Are the dogs… hungry?
Artemis’s eyes flash with sadistic delight.
Artemis: Ooooh, I like that one!
Cole glances down at the form.
Cole Hunter: They’re undiscerning tastes notwithstanding, perhaps we can save them some scraps…
Artemis nods.
Artemis: Do we have any channels to watch tonight?
Jade joins in with a hopeful glimmer in her eyes.
Jade: Did they find our ways in yet?
Cole shakes his head.
Cole Hunter: They remain blissfully and willfully ignorant of the gravity of their situation.
Jade smiles, her tongue licking the inside of her teeth.
Jade: All of them?
Cole shrugs.
Cole Hunter: A singular entry point, located on schedule, was deactivated, but it’s brethren remain available for usage at our leisure.
Artemis claps, giggling and squealing like a schoolgirl.
Artemis: Yes!!!!
Pausing to gather herself, she turns to Jade and smirks.
Artemis: Jade…
Her voice has taken on a different tone. Jade nods obediently in return.
Jade: Yes… Mistress?
The last word has a playfully seductive tone to it that seemingly makes Artemis shudder with delight.
Artemis: Shall we have a home movie night?
Jade grins back.
Jade: As you wish… Mistress.
Artemis extends a hand and Jade accepts it. The two ladies make their way passed the camera leaving Cole there alone with the tarped figure. For a second, he watches, leering lustfully at the visions walking in front of him.
Cole Hunter: Such exquisite specimens demand attention…
He starts to walk off but he stops himself as he frowns into the camera.
Cole Hunter: There was something else, was there not?
He nods as if trying to remember something important.
Cole Hunter: Some boisterous cacophony screaming bitter animosity over past deeds and woundings, real, imagined and implied…
Tapping his chin, he looks off into the distance.
Cole Hunter: Perhaps a boulder in grey?
Shaking his head, he allows his hands to drop to his sides.
Cole Hunter: Or was that just a poor picture that does not age well?
Shrugging, he looks back into the camera.
Cole Hunter: It’s no wonder, they thought I was you…
The cruel, knowing smirk returns.
Cole Hunter: After all, I like to watch too!
He turns and walks off as the camera fades to black.
Cole Hunter: Such wondrous opportunities present themselves so willingly, You all insinuate that Rome is above such reproach, difficult to assault and that retribution is most readily assured…
A slight chuckle escapes his lips.
Cole Hunter: Facts forsaken for rhetoric devoid of substance…
He glances away, still smirking cruelly.
Cole Hunter: For those unable to resonate understanding...
Moving his gaze back to the camera, the smirk fades away.
Cole Hunter: You’re all nothing but empty hot air.
He shakes his head in disgust.
Cole Hunter: A bladder so bloated with excess atmosphere simply awaiting perforation that is expected momentarily due to continued inflation.
He glances over behind the camera and the smirk returns.
Cole Hunter: Now…
He stands, nodding as he steps over. The camera turns and follows, causing the room to appear to spin. Around and around the room goes until it seems like it will never stop. When it finally comes to a rest, the camera finds Cole standing with the woman known as Jade, another form before them covered with a tarp.
Cole Hunter: Our visitor?
Jade nods as the woman known as Artemis joins them.
Cole Hunter: Such wondrous visions are above the unworthy masses tuning into the entertainment provided tonight.
Artemis and Jade blush.
Artemis: You spoil us, doesn’t he, Jazzy?
Jade nods her agreement.
Jade: That he does.
She looks into the camera and nods both seductively and suggestively.
Jade: So… so much…
Cole kisses Artemis passionately on the lips and then turns and kisses Jade similarly as well.
Cole Hunter: Such an exquisite palate of flavors to sample lay before me, I hesitate to initiate a decision.
Jade stares at Artemis and Artemis shrugs.
Artemis: I think he just said he has so many choices before that he doesn’t know where to start…
Cole nods.
Cole Hunter: Indeed!
Jade smiles.
Jade: Por que no los dos?
Cole and Artemis both stand there considering this suggestion.
Artemis: What would we do with…
She nods at the tarp-covered form before them.
Artemis: That?
Cole places a foot on top of the form and a groan can be heard.
Cole Hunter: Propositions?
Jade shrugs.
Jade: Are the dogs… hungry?
Artemis’s eyes flash with sadistic delight.
Artemis: Ooooh, I like that one!
Cole glances down at the form.
Cole Hunter: They’re undiscerning tastes notwithstanding, perhaps we can save them some scraps…
Artemis nods.
Artemis: Do we have any channels to watch tonight?
Jade joins in with a hopeful glimmer in her eyes.
Jade: Did they find our ways in yet?
Cole shakes his head.
Cole Hunter: They remain blissfully and willfully ignorant of the gravity of their situation.
Jade smiles, her tongue licking the inside of her teeth.
Jade: All of them?
Cole shrugs.
Cole Hunter: A singular entry point, located on schedule, was deactivated, but it’s brethren remain available for usage at our leisure.
Artemis claps, giggling and squealing like a schoolgirl.
Artemis: Yes!!!!
Pausing to gather herself, she turns to Jade and smirks.
Artemis: Jade…
Her voice has taken on a different tone. Jade nods obediently in return.
Jade: Yes… Mistress?
The last word has a playfully seductive tone to it that seemingly makes Artemis shudder with delight.
Artemis: Shall we have a home movie night?
Jade grins back.
Jade: As you wish… Mistress.
Artemis extends a hand and Jade accepts it. The two ladies make their way passed the camera leaving Cole there alone with the tarped figure. For a second, he watches, leering lustfully at the visions walking in front of him.
Cole Hunter: Such exquisite specimens demand attention…
He starts to walk off but he stops himself as he frowns into the camera.
Cole Hunter: There was something else, was there not?
He nods as if trying to remember something important.
Cole Hunter: Some boisterous cacophony screaming bitter animosity over past deeds and woundings, real, imagined and implied…
Tapping his chin, he looks off into the distance.
Cole Hunter: Perhaps a boulder in grey?
Shaking his head, he allows his hands to drop to his sides.
Cole Hunter: Or was that just a poor picture that does not age well?
Shrugging, he looks back into the camera.
Cole Hunter: It’s no wonder, they thought I was you…
The cruel, knowing smirk returns.
Cole Hunter: After all, I like to watch too!
He turns and walks off as the camera fades to black.
