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caughtinanetwork2013-07-23 10:42 am
sylphauxiliatrix) wrote in caughtinanetwork2013-07-23 10:42 am
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Villainous Video
[Backdated to Saturday the 20th, during the curse.]
[Your regularly scheduled programming is interrupted thanks to a sudden transmission. It starts with an empty stage, until the music and light show begin. The Fashionista seems to be at it again with her special brand of attention-grabbing villainy. She walks out on to the stage, yet again dressed in one of her bizarre creations.]
Good evening, Vatheon! Once again I bring you good tidings. My campaign against the crimes committed on a daily basis here is back on track. Tonight, I have a special surprise...
[The camera shifts suddenly as she gestures to the right with a dramatic flair. There, in chains, is Sollux Captor.]
The accused stands guilty of a high crime; mixing primary colors. Though this would not be so terrible an infraction, the accused has repeatedly and knowingly mixed reds and blues with wanton abandon! And worse, he shows no remorse for his actions!
[The camera swings back to her, all set for a close-up.]
Due to the callous and monstrous nature of this criminal, I have sentenced him to death. A public execution, to serve as an example to others!
[Again the camera pans around the room, resting on a gigantic sewing machine. That three foot long needle looks wickedly sharp... The video continues, but as of yet there's no indication where this might all be, other than some abandoned warehouse somewhere. Big whoop, this city is like Gotham. Their chief exports are abandoned warehouses and closed amusement parks. You might have to talk to her to find a way to save this poor soul... Or maybe you can just follow the spotlights tracing the sky from the warehouse district. That might not be her though, she's usually not that subtle.]
[Your regularly scheduled programming is interrupted thanks to a sudden transmission. It starts with an empty stage, until the music and light show begin. The Fashionista seems to be at it again with her special brand of attention-grabbing villainy. She walks out on to the stage, yet again dressed in one of her bizarre creations.]
Good evening, Vatheon! Once again I bring you good tidings. My campaign against the crimes committed on a daily basis here is back on track. Tonight, I have a special surprise...
[The camera shifts suddenly as she gestures to the right with a dramatic flair. There, in chains, is Sollux Captor.]
The accused stands guilty of a high crime; mixing primary colors. Though this would not be so terrible an infraction, the accused has repeatedly and knowingly mixed reds and blues with wanton abandon! And worse, he shows no remorse for his actions!
[The camera swings back to her, all set for a close-up.]
Due to the callous and monstrous nature of this criminal, I have sentenced him to death. A public execution, to serve as an example to others!
[Again the camera pans around the room, resting on a gigantic sewing machine. That three foot long needle looks wickedly sharp... The video continues, but as of yet there's no indication where this might all be, other than some abandoned warehouse somewhere. Big whoop, this city is like Gotham. Their chief exports are abandoned warehouses and closed amusement parks. You might have to talk to her to find a way to save this poor soul... Or maybe you can just follow the spotlights tracing the sky from the warehouse district. That might not be her though, she's usually not that subtle.]
[Action]
[Action]
[Wow, what a villain, torturing her victims with teasing before an execution.]
Mannequinbots! Fetch the Violet Lengths, and sew this criminal into them by his clothes. Deathmodels! Prepare the Serger!
[And a flurry of motion begins, as headless bipedal robots bring out a gigantic length of purple cloth, preparing to trap sollux in the fabric by sewing his clothes to the cloth. Meanwhile a group of fashion models are busy on the gigantic machine, working thread from multiple bobbins together and oiling the parts. Soon the fabric will be fed into the machine, and the yellow blood will be sent off to his doom.]
[Action]
Some years go, he was blinded in a terrible electrical accident. A supervillain had replaced his eyes with robotic ones, intending to brainwash Sollux and use him as a weapon in his army of zombified eye-laser human robots. He had escaped the evil scientist, and had sworn never to use his robotic eyes, passing himself off as a normal troll as best he could.
But surely, this once, would be okay.
He turns his head and lasers through one of the chains, quickly beginning to free himself]
Fuck no, don't prepare the Serger for fuck's sake! I'm outta here.
[Action]
[Hmm. Lasers are not something she's taken into account. She's just... gonna go over here and fetch some things. You know, away from the action. You're not out of the woods yet, Sollux. You still have a group of robots headed your way. ]
Re: [Action]
The lasers go wild, blasting one of the robots to smithereens before he manages to get them under control.
Then he turns, and runs, trying to find an exit.]