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Last Respects; ~Anna~
Topic Started: Jul 20 2010, 05:06 AM (42 Views)
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Heavy in the air is the feeling of something uneasy. Grief, despair, agony and the such all seem to pale in fully capturing the depth of the scene. We find ourselves indoors, cut off from the world and boxed in away from life itself. A pale shadow looms conspicuously off at the fringes of the room, skirting this way and that whenever the eye catches hold.

We find Anna huddled over something unseen to the camera. Her head is lowered and her posture indicated an ominous reverence. She has on a large, black, wide-brimmed hat on top of her pink kissed blonde hair; the type of fancy hat that include a black lace veil attached to it. Instead of her normal trash can apparel, Anna compliments the hat with a pair of knee high black spiked boots, a dark but amazingly unstained dress that appears to have actually been pressed, and a pair of elbow long dress gloves that are also a solid flat black.


Anna: This is the part of our dramatic saga where I pretend that I am overcome with grief. That this tragic event has some way rocked me to my very foundation, that my world perceptive has been altered in some grandiose fashion. The reality is that I am not affected in any shape or form really, I am not sad even in the slightest, and like many in this situation wonder how long I have to put up the appropriate sorrow act until I can start making offensive jokes or off handed comments thought tacky by some. Well patience never was one of my virtues.

Stepping aside so that we can what Anna was staring at, we can clearly make out the tombstone. The granite grave marker is clearly readily with the following chiseled into it:

[align=center]RIP
Catherine Neville
1988 – 2010
May She Rest With the Angels
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Anna: Truth of the matter is that Catherine was an annoying whore, dying early didn’t change this simple fact. The only thing she did was to get the hell out of the way and force that cockroach of a slag bitch Sir Emily out from her crap infested hiding hole. With Catherine out of the way I get to beat, bully, and smack around Emily like the dirty hobag that she is. She has a beating coming to her, she knows that she is going to get it just like I know very well that I am going to be the one that gives it to her. These are just simple and plain facts.

Anna eyes up the tombstone with disinterest but one disturbing thought springs to mind. One has to wonder if even Anna would be disrespectful enough to steal Catherine’s actual headstone or if Anna simply had one made up for theatrical effect. Neither option really seems that far out of the scope of possibilities for Anna.

Anna: Emily can try to twist the truth all she wants about how she stole the Hellcat Title from the rightful owner, that would be me if you cared a twinkie or two. She can spout her rabble until Blink’s ears bleed. The bottom line is that Emily has been ducking me although with good reason. See, she stole something that was never hers to begin with when she robbed me of the Hellcat Division Championship. Now almost a year later, she has to pay the piper for those sins and she is fearful of the reaper. The reaper of course being me. Actually scratch that. I want to be a bunny. Wait…bunnies don’t symbolize fear and collection of wayward souls. Perhaps I could be a barracuda. Metaphors aside I am going to slap Emily around like she is a 5 dollar coke whore with a 20 dollar addiction.

Anna removes the wide brimmed hat in a slow fashion, making sure that the black lace veil doesn’t get caught on anything. She tosses the hat casually to the floor near the gravestone with Catherine’s name.

Anna: Blink may be having some trouble adjusting to the death of her friend. Not really numero uno on my grand list of concerns in life but I suppose I can understand her pain. It wasn’t too long ago I lost a few very close friends of mine in a very tragic accident. They were slaughtered before my very eyes and it took me quite a while to recover from that event. Of course I made the party responsible suffer at my hands but that is a long closed chapter. The point is time heals all wounds. Or do onto others as you would have done onto you. Love thy neighbor? Some moral agenda is buried in there I am sure.

Scratching her head to figure out what sort of point she was making in her ramble, Anna seems perplexed as her face scrunches in thought. She apparently can’t be bothered to dwell on the matter for too long though as she returns to her stance before.

Anna: Bah, Blink will learn or she won’t. I give up trying to pull that girl away from Emily’s talons. Taking Blink away from Emily’s cult was only a simple step in my ultimate end game of having Stratfield back in the ring. A goal that was accomplished by a stroke of fate. Now it is time to end this game of ours and I can bathe in your blood. I even went ahead and got you a little gift Emily. Hope you like it.

Stepping in next to Catherine’s tombstone, Anna grabs hold of a white sheet that is off a few feet from Catherine’s marker. Pulling the sheet back in dramatic fashion, Anna reveals another tombstone. This one lacks the grace or class of the first, instead of respectful craftsmanship we find sloppy words splattered about. The words of the second grave marker read as follows:

[align=center]Rot in Hell
Emily Stratfield
1983 – SUMMER OF SIN ‘10
She was a Dirty Whore
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