3rd Sermon [Video]
[The feed switches on with a loud crash, from it's advantage in the debris of what was once a table it films the dark room, and even darker figure. The only light there is happens to be what is filtering though the curtains, and the livid red glint of the figure's eyes. They burn with anger, and pain.
The person rears his head back and lets out an earsplitting roar, like a wounded animal, and sends a chair hurtling at the window. More light filters into the room, jagged strips of light that make the occupant hiss with pain.]
Fucking perfect.
[He whispers, setting his sights on a plush armchair settled in the corner. The fabric rips when he digs his claws into in, lifting the heavy piece effortlessly just to send it careening back down to the ground. The chair crumples into a pile of odd angles and ripped fabric, looking almost like a dead creature.]
FUCKING PERFECT!
[He screams to no one, just venting things that had needed to come out. His fist beat into the walls, leaving dents and flecks of vibrant red blood. Sometimes he can't even make words, and all that come out are inhuman screeches. His mate and lusus are gone, he's lost them again and were he any other troll, he might just be ripping another person appart rather than just his hive.]
Thank you life, I don't think The Signless-The Sufferer has had enough! What more can you throw at me!? I'll take it! Just throw me everything you can, I don't fucking care anymore! Is this what kindness gets you!? A great load fucking nothing! I gave them love, and kindness! I searched for fucking peace! I gave my life for a bunch fucking ingrates and this is what i get! Why don't you just string me up on imperial flogging jut again! Spread my fucking mutant blood everywhere, for all the world to see, that would just make everyone happy, wouldn't it!? WOULDN'T IT?!
[Candy red is starting to get everywhere. He had some wounds open before he had come home-possibly from the catacombs-and his tantrum was opening new ones.]
Just fucking take it!
[The video continues on with him destroying his hive piece by piece and screaming at no one in particular. The Sufferer has been wounded one too many times.]
The person rears his head back and lets out an earsplitting roar, like a wounded animal, and sends a chair hurtling at the window. More light filters into the room, jagged strips of light that make the occupant hiss with pain.]
Fucking perfect.
[He whispers, setting his sights on a plush armchair settled in the corner. The fabric rips when he digs his claws into in, lifting the heavy piece effortlessly just to send it careening back down to the ground. The chair crumples into a pile of odd angles and ripped fabric, looking almost like a dead creature.]
FUCKING PERFECT!
[He screams to no one, just venting things that had needed to come out. His fist beat into the walls, leaving dents and flecks of vibrant red blood. Sometimes he can't even make words, and all that come out are inhuman screeches. His mate and lusus are gone, he's lost them again and were he any other troll, he might just be ripping another person appart rather than just his hive.]
Thank you life, I don't think The Signless-The Sufferer has had enough! What more can you throw at me!? I'll take it! Just throw me everything you can, I don't fucking care anymore! Is this what kindness gets you!? A great load fucking nothing! I gave them love, and kindness! I searched for fucking peace! I gave my life for a bunch fucking ingrates and this is what i get! Why don't you just string me up on imperial flogging jut again! Spread my fucking mutant blood everywhere, for all the world to see, that would just make everyone happy, wouldn't it!? WOULDN'T IT?!
[Candy red is starting to get everywhere. He had some wounds open before he had come home-possibly from the catacombs-and his tantrum was opening new ones.]
Just fucking take it!
[The video continues on with him destroying his hive piece by piece and screaming at no one in particular. The Sufferer has been wounded one too many times.]