Post by seraph on Jan 28, 2007 20:26:14 GMT -5
It's Sunday, the day of rest. A deep, strong voiced choir echos through the cathedral. A multitude of different colors seep through the stained glass windows on the few who remain in the church after the service concluded. Not visible to those in the Father's House, however, are two men in the priestly office of Father Franz Luther. Franz stood in front of a large man, six foot six inches and easily over two hundred and fifty pounds. A western european accent could easily be picked up from the Father's lips while the larger man spoke english with no attachable accent to him.
Franz: And so it begins, Gabriel. Your entry into the wrestling world is proof of God's judgement over those in the WFWF. They have refused to confess their sins and now it's time to show them the power of God!
Gabriel, the larger man, grinned. His white hair is seemingly natural. Who knows, maybe it is. His lightblue eyes are not especially intimidating...until he rolls them into the back of his head in order to look into his victim's soul.
Gabriel: The wings of the Seraph will devour all in the WFWF. No one will escape Absolution!
Franz: God's will be done! Now kneel before the King, so His blessings can be poured into you.
Almost submissevly, the man known as Seraph kneels and closes his eyes, lifting his head to the ceiling. Father Luther reached back and took a vial of water from the top of his desk. He poured it over his own hands, the extra being spilled all over the wooden floor. Franz than painted an invisible cross on the forehead of Seraph, causing his eyes to roll in the back of his head. Suddenly, Seraph let out words as if it were a war cry.
Seraph: I looked, and there before me was a pale horse! Its rider was named Death, and Hades was following close behind him! They were given power over a fourth of the earth to kill by sword, famine and plague, and by the wild beasts of the earth!
Franz began to laugh maniacly
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OOC: Alrighty than. Sorry if this is a tad short, it's been a long time since I've strolled around this corner. This gimmick has always been a favorite of mine because it is just so much easier to roleplay than your typical egotistical heel. Anyways, by all means, comment on what you like or don't like about this roleplay.
Franz: And so it begins, Gabriel. Your entry into the wrestling world is proof of God's judgement over those in the WFWF. They have refused to confess their sins and now it's time to show them the power of God!
Gabriel, the larger man, grinned. His white hair is seemingly natural. Who knows, maybe it is. His lightblue eyes are not especially intimidating...until he rolls them into the back of his head in order to look into his victim's soul.
Gabriel: The wings of the Seraph will devour all in the WFWF. No one will escape Absolution!
Franz: God's will be done! Now kneel before the King, so His blessings can be poured into you.
Almost submissevly, the man known as Seraph kneels and closes his eyes, lifting his head to the ceiling. Father Luther reached back and took a vial of water from the top of his desk. He poured it over his own hands, the extra being spilled all over the wooden floor. Franz than painted an invisible cross on the forehead of Seraph, causing his eyes to roll in the back of his head. Suddenly, Seraph let out words as if it were a war cry.
Seraph: I looked, and there before me was a pale horse! Its rider was named Death, and Hades was following close behind him! They were given power over a fourth of the earth to kill by sword, famine and plague, and by the wild beasts of the earth!
Franz began to laugh maniacly
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OOC: Alrighty than. Sorry if this is a tad short, it's been a long time since I've strolled around this corner. This gimmick has always been a favorite of mine because it is just so much easier to roleplay than your typical egotistical heel. Anyways, by all means, comment on what you like or don't like about this roleplay.
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