dream ☣ 01 ☣ twisted love
Warnings: ...Slight mid-season spoilers?
Dream Effects: It will feel as if the words are flooding into the viewer's head and serve as a kind of background noise. This may or may not creep the viewer out.
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( The bracketed words flicker across the screen-like a text bubble in a chatroom-as a girl's voice speaks each line as it appears. Her voice is soft, sweet, clear, but just the sound alone could send chills down an average person's spine. Because her voice isn't one of an innocent girl whispering words of love to her lover. No, this voice is one of a possessive stalker. )
[ I love you ]
[ I love you ]
[ I love you I love you I love you I love you ]
[ Love ]
[ Love ]
( A multitude of voices- )
[ Love Love Love Love Love Love Love
Love Love Love Love Love Love Love
Love Love Love Love Love Love Love ]
( -as images fade in and out in-between the text.)
A mass of people gather around. Eyes glowing red, they smile in anticipation with their bladed weapons drawn. Knives, cutters-whatever they could find. They all chant the same-
[ Heiwajima ]
A man in a bartender suit-
[ Shizuo ]
-wearing tinted sunglasses-
[ Heiwajima Shizuo ]
-stands in the center of the mass. He seems out of place-not because of his attire, but compared to the excited mob, he seems calm as he casually takes off his sunglasses and places them in his breast pocket. Seems.
[ Love ]
[ Love ]
[ Love ]
His strength. The strongest man in Ikeubukuro.
[ Love Shizuo ]
They loved him.
[ Cut Shizuo ]
They converge, the blades seeking to cut, to pierce, to carve their love into his flesh.
[ Heiwajima Heiwajima Heiwajima Heiwajima
Shizuo Shizuo Shizuo Shizuo Shizuo Shizuo
Heiwajima Heiwajima Heiwajima Heiwajima ]
Any other man would fall. But Shizuo just hurls each foe into the air, his fists plowing through everyone. It does not matter where they cut him-he would not go down. It is as if he does not feel them. In fact, he does not. Despite the cuts and lacerations, they all just scratch the surface of his skin like paper cuts. That is all they are to him-paper cuts. And he just keeps fighting-
[ Heiwajima ]
-kicking, punching, grabbing, tossing them around like rag dolls.
No one else will love someone like you, right?
[ Love Love Heiwajima Love ]
With a smile.
But we can love you!
[ Heiwajima ]
With a sense of acceptance.
[ Shizuo Shizuo Shizuo Shizuo Shizuo ]
He had always hated it. Hated this curse. But not anymore. Now he knows what he could do. How to deal with-
[ Love ]
His strength. How to control it. How to use it.
[ I love you I love you I love you I love you ]
They need to consume him. To fulfill their duty. To love.
[ I love you ]
[ Shizuo ]
Their mother commands them to.
[ I love you ]
The demon blade Saika.
[ I love you ]
( The voice dims to a whisper. )
[ I love you ]
[ I love you ]
[ I love you ]
The eyes are now blank, no longer growing red.
Stop.
He is in the middle of a full powered punch. One hit and the person would be sent to the hospital-if not worse.
( And the voice starts to whisper again, her voice rising with each word. )
[ Love ]
[ Love ]
[ Love ]
Stop.
[ Love Love Love
Shizuo Shizuo Shizuo
Love Love Love Love ]
He is sliding, trying to stop the momentum. Three feet. Two feet. One foot. Inches-
[ Heiwajima ]
STOP, DAMMIT!
The fist stops just a hair breadth's away.
( Everything fades to black, but one word appears, the girl's voice clear with twisted joy. )
[ Shizuo ]
-- -- -- -- --
[ooc: if you really wanna see how creepy Saika is about this, check out this clip (time 13:19 if the time link doesn't work right for you). Bonus! Check out (2:19) the crazy fight (6:39) with the conclusion (10:16) to get a more visual idea of what's happening. It's not subbed, but there's an interactive script that you can click. It goes line by line and actually pretty cool o_o]
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[he bolts upright awake, sweating and breathing hard. he closes his eyes for a moment before reopening them, his hand raised slightly to his face. he stares at it, clenching and unclenching it into a fist for a few seconds before letting it drop.
he had no idea why he had that dream, nor did he really want to think about it. so he'll be completely oblivious that his Dreamberry recorded the dream and just get up and start getting ready for the day.]
Dream Effects: It will feel as if the words are flooding into the viewer's head and serve as a kind of background noise. This may or may not creep the viewer out.
----------------------------------------
( The bracketed words flicker across the screen-like a text bubble in a chatroom-as a girl's voice speaks each line as it appears. Her voice is soft, sweet, clear, but just the sound alone could send chills down an average person's spine. Because her voice isn't one of an innocent girl whispering words of love to her lover. No, this voice is one of a possessive stalker. )
[ I love you ]
[ I love you ]
[ I love you I love you I love you I love you ]
[ Love ]
[ Love ]
( A multitude of voices- )
[ Love Love Love Love Love Love Love
Love Love Love Love Love Love Love
Love Love Love Love Love Love Love ]
( -as images fade in and out in-between the text.)
A mass of people gather around. Eyes glowing red, they smile in anticipation with their bladed weapons drawn. Knives, cutters-whatever they could find. They all chant the same-
[ Heiwajima ]
A man in a bartender suit-
[ Shizuo ]
-wearing tinted sunglasses-
[ Heiwajima Shizuo ]
-stands in the center of the mass. He seems out of place-not because of his attire, but compared to the excited mob, he seems calm as he casually takes off his sunglasses and places them in his breast pocket. Seems.
[ Love ]
[ Love ]
[ Love ]
His strength. The strongest man in Ikeubukuro.
[ Love Shizuo ]
They loved him.
[ Cut Shizuo ]
They converge, the blades seeking to cut, to pierce, to carve their love into his flesh.
[ Heiwajima Heiwajima Heiwajima Heiwajima
Shizuo Shizuo Shizuo Shizuo Shizuo Shizuo
Heiwajima Heiwajima Heiwajima Heiwajima ]
Any other man would fall. But Shizuo just hurls each foe into the air, his fists plowing through everyone. It does not matter where they cut him-he would not go down. It is as if he does not feel them. In fact, he does not. Despite the cuts and lacerations, they all just scratch the surface of his skin like paper cuts. That is all they are to him-paper cuts. And he just keeps fighting-
[ Heiwajima ]
-kicking, punching, grabbing, tossing them around like rag dolls.
No one else will love someone like you, right?
[ Love Love Heiwajima Love ]
With a smile.
But we can love you!
[ Heiwajima ]
With a sense of acceptance.
[ Shizuo Shizuo Shizuo Shizuo Shizuo ]
He had always hated it. Hated this curse. But not anymore. Now he knows what he could do. How to deal with-
[ Love ]
His strength. How to control it. How to use it.
[ I love you I love you I love you I love you ]
They need to consume him. To fulfill their duty. To love.
[ I love you ]
[ Shizuo ]
Their mother commands them to.
[ I love you ]
The demon blade Saika.
[ I love you ]
( The voice dims to a whisper. )
[ I love you ]
[ I love you ]
[ I love you ]
The eyes are now blank, no longer growing red.
Stop.
He is in the middle of a full powered punch. One hit and the person would be sent to the hospital-if not worse.
( And the voice starts to whisper again, her voice rising with each word. )
[ Love ]
[ Love ]
[ Love ]
Stop.
[ Love Love Love
Shizuo Shizuo Shizuo
Love Love Love Love ]
He is sliding, trying to stop the momentum. Three feet. Two feet. One foot. Inches-
[ Heiwajima ]
STOP, DAMMIT!
The fist stops just a hair breadth's away.
( Everything fades to black, but one word appears, the girl's voice clear with twisted joy. )
[ Shizuo ]
-- -- -- -- --
[ooc: if you really wanna see how creepy Saika is about this, check out this clip (time 13:19 if the time link doesn't work right for you). Bonus! Check out (2:19) the crazy fight (6:39) with the conclusion (10:16) to get a more visual idea of what's happening. It's not subbed, but there's an interactive script that you can click. It goes line by line and actually pretty cool o_o]
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[he bolts upright awake, sweating and breathing hard. he closes his eyes for a moment before reopening them, his hand raised slightly to his face. he stares at it, clenching and unclenching it into a fist for a few seconds before letting it drop.
he had no idea why he had that dream, nor did he really want to think about it. so he'll be completely oblivious that his Dreamberry recorded the dream and just get up and start getting ready for the day.]