Post by LeVine on Feb 6, 2017 17:38:56 GMT
Static begins filling the speakers, has the titantron's image begins to fritz. Words slowly showing on the screen, and fading away quickly.
Heroes
Villains
Hatred
Love
Life
Death
Destruction
Repair
Music began to play over the speakers, softly. What sounded like a young girl slinging, the soft melody of a piano behind her.
"All of my heroes... Have turned to dust... They sold there souls... To me. I've run them down... And stole there world... I'll hold it in my hands... I'm hooooome."
Has she carried on the last word, she was cut of by a large, quick scream from a much more masculine voice. Lights began to flash on and off. Not all at once but each individually. The titantron continued to go crazy. Along with television sets at home.
The commentators audio became to warped to make out has the lights began to go on and off at a more rapid rate. The lights stopped turning back on, one by one every light in the arena went off, has the image on the screen finally held still. A dark hallway with grey concrete walls. A man, to far away to make out, stood still. His arms behind his head has a laugh was heard. The sound of rain was loud through the speakers. Has the figure moved closer, almost dancing, along with a growing hum.
The man was made out to be Marcus LeVine, and his him turned into singing.
"I'm Sinnnnging in the rain! Just sinnnnging in the rain. What a wonderful feeeeeeling."
Marcus was now mere feet in front of the camera, an almost creepy smile across his face.
"I'm.... Happyyy.... A-gain."
Heroes
Villains
Hatred
Love
Life
Death
Destruction
Repair
Music began to play over the speakers, softly. What sounded like a young girl slinging, the soft melody of a piano behind her.
"All of my heroes... Have turned to dust... They sold there souls... To me. I've run them down... And stole there world... I'll hold it in my hands... I'm hooooome."
Has she carried on the last word, she was cut of by a large, quick scream from a much more masculine voice. Lights began to flash on and off. Not all at once but each individually. The titantron continued to go crazy. Along with television sets at home.
The commentators audio became to warped to make out has the lights began to go on and off at a more rapid rate. The lights stopped turning back on, one by one every light in the arena went off, has the image on the screen finally held still. A dark hallway with grey concrete walls. A man, to far away to make out, stood still. His arms behind his head has a laugh was heard. The sound of rain was loud through the speakers. Has the figure moved closer, almost dancing, along with a growing hum.
The man was made out to be Marcus LeVine, and his him turned into singing.
"I'm Sinnnnging in the rain! Just sinnnnging in the rain. What a wonderful feeeeeeling."
Marcus was now mere feet in front of the camera, an almost creepy smile across his face.
"I'm.... Happyyy.... A-gain."
