Post by Ayen on Aug 28, 2012 8:21:32 GMT -6
Sparda: If you've come to gloat, save your breath. I have better things to do with my time than be condescended by a ghost.
Tajna Rasha: Still attempting to humour us when you know we have already heard your remark well over a thousand times.
Tajna Rasha: Trust is as immaterial in this conflict as your petty faith in stopping the End.
Tajna Rasha: Even when you hold the answer within your grasp it eludes you...
Micahel: I'm not ready. I don't think I am. Am I ready? Argus am I ready?
Argus: You're marrying the girl of your dreams. Of course you are ready.
Sparda: You know what the difference is between us and the tailor's mannequins, gentlemen? We make these suits look good.
Zira Firestone: Will either of you two do me a favor and kill me when this is over?
Argus: If it's any consolation, Zira, if I cared about intimacy of any kind I'd probably go beyond my limit after seeing you in that.
Amoura: You sick fuck. You into incest?
Argus: No. And if I was into you and we did anything it could easily be dubbed masturbation.
Argus: My, my. You look stunning, Chloe.
Amoura: 'My, my. You look stunning, Chloe'.
Argus: Now, now, Amoura. Don't get jealous. I didn't know you were into incest.
Amoura: You. Son of a. Bitch.
Chloe: Don't worry, Amoura. I would never dream of getting in-between family.
Sazan: (At Argus) If you make anymore sex related jokes you’ll be eating at the reception through a straw.
Miracle: Do you, Michael, standing here in the presence of God and all these witnesses, solemnly pledge your faith to Sazan. To love her, comfort her, honor and keep her, in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, keep yourself only unto her, to promise to be to her a faithful and devoted husband as long as you both shall live?
Michael: I do.
Miracle: And do you, Sazan, solemnly pledge your faith to Michael. To love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, keep yourself only unto him, to promise to be to him a faithful and devoted wife as long as you both shall live?
Sazan: I do.
Sazan: Michael, I give you this ring as a pledge of the sincerity of my vows.
Miracle: The Soul of marriage can be a trusting place where two people can come together from the struggles of the world and feel safe, accepted, and loved.... or it can be a battleground where two egos are locked in a lifelong struggle for supremacy, a battle which is for the most part invisible to the rest of the world. If you are to have the first in your marriage you must work toward it by cultivating your mutual interests and aspirations. You, Michael and Sazan have pledged your devotion to each other. It is not these words that have made your marriage real, but the God of love, who has welded your hearts together as one. He has said, "For this cause shall a man leave his father and mother, and shall be joined unto his wife, and they two shall be one flesh.
Zira Firestone: (At Veran) Shut the fuck up!
Tajna Rasha: Beings such as Maricul and the Ghost of Legion; they are but pebbles in the river of fate – throw one in the water and the current will simply divert its flow around it, resuming on its course thereafter.
Maricul: But the pebble is still in the water. Even though it looks the same, it’s forever changed.
Tajna Rasha: You sound like a century-old child.
Maricul: Amoura this, Amoura that, I am so sick and tired of hearing about Amoura everywhere I turn! Oh look at me I blew up a planet, I’m terrible! And my hair is purple – lalalala!
Maricul: (Singing) There once was a place called Attilian, whose land was covered in shit. The people try as they may to clean up their town but their efforts was never that great. And where do you ask was your Savior then? Why she was quite contrived. In the rafters she was, not giving a damn, playing “where’s the shiny” oh my. With a child whose relevance hasn’t been felt as long as The Council of Legion.
Maricul: (Continuing from before) Where was I? Glad you asked! I was right in the thick of it, everyone was trying not to die. With my son and my sire, some thing called Gangrel, ripping the Abyss apart all night. 'Cause that how we did it where I came from and the fight itself was always quite epic, and that’s the story of Attilian! But where do I ask, is Amoura right now? With my book in her hand she’s probably reading this song, where she blows now, nowhere in sight, not knocking down that door to find me once more, put the shroud on her face, cover up her disgrace and send Veran straight to hell!
Maricul: (Finishing the song) Instead she’s at a wedding not doing very well.
Darius: One does not need to take direct action to alter the course of fate, merely existing can accomplish such a thing.
Tajna Rasha: You are living proof of the contrary, Darius.
Tajna Rasha: It has begun…
Maricul: Zira!
Darius: What will you do once another treat appears Tajna? Once the Arashi have been dealt with?
Tajna Rasha: There shall be no such thing for us. We are unable to see beyond the End; in this our doom is certain.
Darius: Perseverance. It is something that cannot be accounted for no matter how hard one tries Tanja.
Tajna Rasha: Still attempting to humour us when you know we have already heard your remark well over a thousand times.
Tajna Rasha: Trust is as immaterial in this conflict as your petty faith in stopping the End.
Tajna Rasha: Even when you hold the answer within your grasp it eludes you...
Micahel: I'm not ready. I don't think I am. Am I ready? Argus am I ready?
Argus: You're marrying the girl of your dreams. Of course you are ready.
Sparda: You know what the difference is between us and the tailor's mannequins, gentlemen? We make these suits look good.
Zira Firestone: Will either of you two do me a favor and kill me when this is over?
Argus: If it's any consolation, Zira, if I cared about intimacy of any kind I'd probably go beyond my limit after seeing you in that.
Amoura: You sick fuck. You into incest?
Argus: No. And if I was into you and we did anything it could easily be dubbed masturbation.
Argus: My, my. You look stunning, Chloe.
Amoura: 'My, my. You look stunning, Chloe'.
Argus: Now, now, Amoura. Don't get jealous. I didn't know you were into incest.
Amoura: You. Son of a. Bitch.
Chloe: Don't worry, Amoura. I would never dream of getting in-between family.
Sazan: (At Argus) If you make anymore sex related jokes you’ll be eating at the reception through a straw.
Miracle: Do you, Michael, standing here in the presence of God and all these witnesses, solemnly pledge your faith to Sazan. To love her, comfort her, honor and keep her, in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, keep yourself only unto her, to promise to be to her a faithful and devoted husband as long as you both shall live?
Michael: I do.
Miracle: And do you, Sazan, solemnly pledge your faith to Michael. To love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, keep yourself only unto him, to promise to be to him a faithful and devoted wife as long as you both shall live?
Sazan: I do.
Sazan: Michael, I give you this ring as a pledge of the sincerity of my vows.
Miracle: The Soul of marriage can be a trusting place where two people can come together from the struggles of the world and feel safe, accepted, and loved.... or it can be a battleground where two egos are locked in a lifelong struggle for supremacy, a battle which is for the most part invisible to the rest of the world. If you are to have the first in your marriage you must work toward it by cultivating your mutual interests and aspirations. You, Michael and Sazan have pledged your devotion to each other. It is not these words that have made your marriage real, but the God of love, who has welded your hearts together as one. He has said, "For this cause shall a man leave his father and mother, and shall be joined unto his wife, and they two shall be one flesh.
Zira Firestone: (At Veran) Shut the fuck up!
Tajna Rasha: Beings such as Maricul and the Ghost of Legion; they are but pebbles in the river of fate – throw one in the water and the current will simply divert its flow around it, resuming on its course thereafter.
Maricul: But the pebble is still in the water. Even though it looks the same, it’s forever changed.
Tajna Rasha: You sound like a century-old child.
Maricul: Amoura this, Amoura that, I am so sick and tired of hearing about Amoura everywhere I turn! Oh look at me I blew up a planet, I’m terrible! And my hair is purple – lalalala!
Maricul: (Singing) There once was a place called Attilian, whose land was covered in shit. The people try as they may to clean up their town but their efforts was never that great. And where do you ask was your Savior then? Why she was quite contrived. In the rafters she was, not giving a damn, playing “where’s the shiny” oh my. With a child whose relevance hasn’t been felt as long as The Council of Legion.
Maricul: (Continuing from before) Where was I? Glad you asked! I was right in the thick of it, everyone was trying not to die. With my son and my sire, some thing called Gangrel, ripping the Abyss apart all night. 'Cause that how we did it where I came from and the fight itself was always quite epic, and that’s the story of Attilian! But where do I ask, is Amoura right now? With my book in her hand she’s probably reading this song, where she blows now, nowhere in sight, not knocking down that door to find me once more, put the shroud on her face, cover up her disgrace and send Veran straight to hell!
Maricul: (Finishing the song) Instead she’s at a wedding not doing very well.
Darius: One does not need to take direct action to alter the course of fate, merely existing can accomplish such a thing.
Tajna Rasha: You are living proof of the contrary, Darius.
Tajna Rasha: It has begun…
Maricul: Zira!
Darius: What will you do once another treat appears Tajna? Once the Arashi have been dealt with?
Tajna Rasha: There shall be no such thing for us. We are unable to see beyond the End; in this our doom is certain.
Darius: Perseverance. It is something that cannot be accounted for no matter how hard one tries Tanja.
