Introduction
::Looks around the Theatrical Muse community and claps his hands in glee!::
I’ve done it! I’ve mastered the crossroads of both time and space and discovered a dimension of infinite possibility -- a world in which all time and places and people have merged into something strange and new! A world in which even the heroes of fiction live and walk with people from the past and the future! My world! Yes, my world! A world with no corrupt, greedy politicians who would steal my inventions to use them for harm. A world without power or wealth or war! A world where no new life will ever be condemned to suffering or ridicule! Here, in this strange new world, everything is possible!
All of my life, I have sought to create a paradise on earth, a world of beauty, where children could grow to be strong and happy, a world in which all things small and fragile could flourish and grow to be straight and strong. But always I was thwarted by that infernal Mr. James West and his partner, Mr. Artemus Gordon. They did not understand me, and so they said that I was mad! Mad! I, Dr. Miguelito Quixote Loveless! Mad, because I wanted to rid the world of pain! Mad, because I wanted to create a world where no small thing need ever cry alone in the night! Mad… ::scowls::
I may be a man of giant curiosity and ambition, but I am not mad. I have devoted my life to the study of science and art and metaphysics. They have united and taken perfect form within me. Here, in this strange new world, I shall take the first steps back into the glory that is rightfully mine! West and Gordon cannot stop me now!
Previous challenges are behind this cut:
Do you feel that you were born with a predetermined role in society? If so, how do you feel about it?
Yes, I was born with a predetermined role in society. My family owned half of the state of California! I was heir to an ancient heritage and the wealth of kings, and I was blessed with an intellect the likes of which the world had not seen since the great Da Vinci! I should have been the Caesar of my age! I would have used my genius and my vast resources to create a paradise on earth! One in which the birds could fly through the air and the animals could frolic in the fields without fear of hunters lurking in the bushes. One in which children and all the small, fragile things could grow to their full potential, untwisted, free from care! A world without pain, without sorrow, a world in which no little thing cried alone in the night.
But it was all taken away from me! The Spanish crown robbed my family of its title and its lands. And God, and oh how I hate him, God robbed me of so much more by imprisoning my great mind in such a weak and small body. He made me contemptible in the eyes of men. ::shakes fist at the heavens:: But I shall triumph! I will make my own destiny! I will overcome any obstacle to see my visions made flesh. I will not rest until I have transformed the world into a place of peace and harmony, even if I have to kill every man, woman, and child to do it!
What is your New Year's Resolution?
I will be the master of Mr. James West.
Is there ever a good reason to get blinding drunk?
Never! I abhor the use of spirits taken to excess. They serve only to cloud man’s mind and make him foolish and weak. I have too much to do, too many new inventions to create! There are too many songs to sing, too many works of art to paint, too many books to read, too much to learn and to create! One lifetime is not enough to do all of the things that I desire! I have a world to conquer! I cannot squander a single moment in a drunken stupor. Were it not for the fact that I often am inspired to new creations by my dreams, I would even begrudge the time lost to sleep!
Do you believe in love at first sight?
Love at first sight? What a cruel question! How typical of people, to fall in love with something so superficial as appearance. What is a handsome body, after all? A prison of flesh that masks our true self. What makes a pretty face? Beauty soon fades from even the loveliest bloom. Pretty is as pretty does. My Antoinette is a true beauty. She creates beautiful things with her hands and her heart and with her voice. Yes, her voice! I loved her the first time that I heard her voice. She was singing, alone in a little garden. I heard her singing before I actually saw her. It was like hearing the voice of an angel.
I tell you that I nearly swooned when I heard her voice. I could not help myself. I joined and sang the rest of the song with her. When the song ended, she rose and came to the garden gate. She opened it and looked at me. And she -- she did not turn away from me in pity or horror when she saw me. No! Antoinette looked into my eyes and saw me for who I truly am! She saw my soul, not my body. She said that I had the loveliest singing voice that she had ever heard, and then she invited me into her garden and bade me to sing another song with her. We have been singing together ever since. Ours is the truest love, for it is based on the union of kindred souls.
What's more important - self preservation or forgiveness
Forgiveness? Forgiveness! How could any look on me and expect forgiveness? Have I ever received forgiveness from anyone? No I have not. I have received man’s pity, his scorn, his fear of anyone who is different, his loathing, but never his forgiveness. I have seen men’s eyes stare at me and then look away in horror and in shame. Yes, shame! They are ashamed because even though their consciences tell them that they should not judge me just because I am small, still they are glad--yes, glad! that God did not make them as He made me. Man pretends that he is akin to angels, but he is nothing more than a cruel, heartless, pitiless beast. Me, forgive them! Never! They would all kill me, if they could, but they will never succeed. Many have tried to kill me, but no one, not even Mr. West, has come close. They may foil my plans to transform the world into a paradise, but they will never kill me.
I’ve done it! I’ve mastered the crossroads of both time and space and discovered a dimension of infinite possibility -- a world in which all time and places and people have merged into something strange and new! A world in which even the heroes of fiction live and walk with people from the past and the future! My world! Yes, my world! A world with no corrupt, greedy politicians who would steal my inventions to use them for harm. A world without power or wealth or war! A world where no new life will ever be condemned to suffering or ridicule! Here, in this strange new world, everything is possible!
All of my life, I have sought to create a paradise on earth, a world of beauty, where children could grow to be strong and happy, a world in which all things small and fragile could flourish and grow to be straight and strong. But always I was thwarted by that infernal Mr. James West and his partner, Mr. Artemus Gordon. They did not understand me, and so they said that I was mad! Mad! I, Dr. Miguelito Quixote Loveless! Mad, because I wanted to rid the world of pain! Mad, because I wanted to create a world where no small thing need ever cry alone in the night! Mad… ::scowls::
I may be a man of giant curiosity and ambition, but I am not mad. I have devoted my life to the study of science and art and metaphysics. They have united and taken perfect form within me. Here, in this strange new world, I shall take the first steps back into the glory that is rightfully mine! West and Gordon cannot stop me now!
Previous challenges are behind this cut:
Do you feel that you were born with a predetermined role in society? If so, how do you feel about it?
Yes, I was born with a predetermined role in society. My family owned half of the state of California! I was heir to an ancient heritage and the wealth of kings, and I was blessed with an intellect the likes of which the world had not seen since the great Da Vinci! I should have been the Caesar of my age! I would have used my genius and my vast resources to create a paradise on earth! One in which the birds could fly through the air and the animals could frolic in the fields without fear of hunters lurking in the bushes. One in which children and all the small, fragile things could grow to their full potential, untwisted, free from care! A world without pain, without sorrow, a world in which no little thing cried alone in the night.
But it was all taken away from me! The Spanish crown robbed my family of its title and its lands. And God, and oh how I hate him, God robbed me of so much more by imprisoning my great mind in such a weak and small body. He made me contemptible in the eyes of men. ::shakes fist at the heavens:: But I shall triumph! I will make my own destiny! I will overcome any obstacle to see my visions made flesh. I will not rest until I have transformed the world into a place of peace and harmony, even if I have to kill every man, woman, and child to do it!
What is your New Year's Resolution?
I will be the master of Mr. James West.
Is there ever a good reason to get blinding drunk?
Never! I abhor the use of spirits taken to excess. They serve only to cloud man’s mind and make him foolish and weak. I have too much to do, too many new inventions to create! There are too many songs to sing, too many works of art to paint, too many books to read, too much to learn and to create! One lifetime is not enough to do all of the things that I desire! I have a world to conquer! I cannot squander a single moment in a drunken stupor. Were it not for the fact that I often am inspired to new creations by my dreams, I would even begrudge the time lost to sleep!
Do you believe in love at first sight?
Love at first sight? What a cruel question! How typical of people, to fall in love with something so superficial as appearance. What is a handsome body, after all? A prison of flesh that masks our true self. What makes a pretty face? Beauty soon fades from even the loveliest bloom. Pretty is as pretty does. My Antoinette is a true beauty. She creates beautiful things with her hands and her heart and with her voice. Yes, her voice! I loved her the first time that I heard her voice. She was singing, alone in a little garden. I heard her singing before I actually saw her. It was like hearing the voice of an angel.
I tell you that I nearly swooned when I heard her voice. I could not help myself. I joined and sang the rest of the song with her. When the song ended, she rose and came to the garden gate. She opened it and looked at me. And she -- she did not turn away from me in pity or horror when she saw me. No! Antoinette looked into my eyes and saw me for who I truly am! She saw my soul, not my body. She said that I had the loveliest singing voice that she had ever heard, and then she invited me into her garden and bade me to sing another song with her. We have been singing together ever since. Ours is the truest love, for it is based on the union of kindred souls.
What's more important - self preservation or forgiveness
Forgiveness? Forgiveness! How could any look on me and expect forgiveness? Have I ever received forgiveness from anyone? No I have not. I have received man’s pity, his scorn, his fear of anyone who is different, his loathing, but never his forgiveness. I have seen men’s eyes stare at me and then look away in horror and in shame. Yes, shame! They are ashamed because even though their consciences tell them that they should not judge me just because I am small, still they are glad--yes, glad! that God did not make them as He made me. Man pretends that he is akin to angels, but he is nothing more than a cruel, heartless, pitiless beast. Me, forgive them! Never! They would all kill me, if they could, but they will never succeed. Many have tried to kill me, but no one, not even Mr. West, has come close. They may foil my plans to transform the world into a paradise, but they will never kill me.