Post by Rated R on Jun 20, 2008 13:50:07 GMT -5
Lust, Gluttony, Greed, Sloth, Wrath, Envy and Pride.
The essentials to every normal human being.
Las Vegas - The capitol of Sin.
The colors light up the night sky, flashing lights of red and yellow. The bright lights of the big city. A city where you come for fun, for a quick thrill. Love, Hate, Fun, Sadness. It all happens here. Neon signs hand beside the large buildings, the colossal factory’s of sin. Gambling, loud music, sex, drugs and rock and roll.
Sounds like a Demon’s favorite place.
I look around, at the bright light’s of this so called paradise. Of this capital of fun. The people here are not interested in life, but rather of finding something worth living.
I walk through the crowds of people; each one with story’s to tell. Some worth hearing and some worth burying. Some exciting and some boring, but each one sins.
It’s human nature. It’s certainly Saku’s nature.
A woman stands on the street corner. Short skirt, low top, curves that could cut a lemon, voluptuous lips that could devour a mans soul. No matter how you try to glamorize it it’s still the exact same story - pathetic and undesirable. When something gets worn it’s no longer worth anything. The men she gets are all the same, black crumpled suits and with their smart looking cars, high profile jobs and loving caring wives. They are all driven by one thing.
Lust. Everyone lust’s after something, normal or not. Dante Alighieri once referred to lust as an “excessive love of others”, but that’s a simple way of saying psychotic behavior due to unrequited love. Some people can’t admit that they aren’t desirable, and revert to simple caveman behavior. Saku, you lust after the National championship, but you will never get it. I don’t care just how dangerous your lust gets, how psychotic you are, you will continue to lust but never gain, continue to be a nobody with no chance.
I walk past a small café, with it’s built in bar and distracting waitresses. The smell of grease hits me immediately, and I almost gag. I will never understand how people can shove that stuff into their bodies, killing themselves from the inside out. How they can fill themselves with something even after the point of no longer needing it.
Gluttony. The over indulgence of anything to the point of waste. Commonly used in reference to food, but it doesn’t stop her. Anyone can be a glutton for anything, for an object or service. Saku, you’re a glutton for punishment, and a glutton for the make believe if you think you have a chance against me. You’re also a glutton for talent. All that talent you have that has gone to waste. It’s a shame that you won’t be able to prove that the talent belongs in our match, because you just won’t have the chance. I wont allow it.
A man sits slumped over in an alleyway, his clothes are now unrecognizable amidst a layer of dirt. His hair is matted and dirty, unwashed for months. He could have once been the top of the tree, the very best in his business, but now he is nothing, now he’s a wreck, a mix of brown and white. He’s nothing now, nothing at all. What’s worse is that he fits in with the rest of this city, a pitiful example of man with nothing left to live for.
Sloth was originally known as sadness and despair. All are suitable enough for our match Saku, all are fitting descriptions. You waste the gift you have been given. I will feed on the sadness and despair that you will provide while I beat you, while I thrive on your pain, and you waste away. Some thing’s never change.
A man and a woman stand on the opposite side of the glittering street. The story’s always the same, man and woman come to Vegas. Man sleeps with showgirl, woman finds out. Now they argue, his are words of pity, of desperation, her words are filled with anger and sadness. Her words strike him like a sword to the heart. lost her, but he cant see it, she knows that it’s over but cant bare to break it to him. Young love, isn’t it grand. He’s
Envy. The desiring of something that you lack. You lack everything that I have Saku, you lack my brilliance, my charisma, my pure excellent that I display every time I step foot in a ring. You are envious of me, you may not want to admit it, but it’s true, and you will have one more thing to be envious of soon, the fact that I have gold around my waste, and that you don’t.
But then there are two sins that I am guilty off – Pride and Wrath.
Wrath, hate and anger to the point of danger, but I don’t consider it a weakness, but strength, the reason that I will win. It is the reason for my greatness, and therefore my arrogance. My anger will become your pain, your torment. The freak show that you truly are will join with the horror show that I will create. Your end will be a result of my anger, and the bloodshed will be glorious.
Pride. The most dangerous of the seven sins. I am more important than you, I am better looking than you, I am better than you. God through Lucifer from heaven for having Pride, and I was thrown from my glorious pedestal for being better than you all. I will prove that when I beat you Saku, when I destroy you, when I end your career, and step foot upon the pedestal once again. I will reign above you, the first step towards greatness.
I continue walking, more people with more stories. All the same, all pathetic. A girl talks to me but she isn’t worth the clothes she wears. I stop, raise my hand, hailing a cab. It’s mere moments before one stops. A man sits in the front. I ask myself how pathetic one has to be to be a nobody in a city like this. To be lower than the low, more pitiful than the most pitied.
Where too buddy?
But then again, I don’t care about this man, he’s nothing. The same as everyone else in this hellhole of a city. There is only one thing that I care about, only one thing worth thinking off.
Saku, your time is up.
The airport, I have somewhere to be.
The seven sins. Glorious for some, deadly for others.
The essentials to every normal human being.
Las Vegas - The capitol of Sin.
The colors light up the night sky, flashing lights of red and yellow. The bright lights of the big city. A city where you come for fun, for a quick thrill. Love, Hate, Fun, Sadness. It all happens here. Neon signs hand beside the large buildings, the colossal factory’s of sin. Gambling, loud music, sex, drugs and rock and roll.
Sounds like a Demon’s favorite place.
I look around, at the bright light’s of this so called paradise. Of this capital of fun. The people here are not interested in life, but rather of finding something worth living.
I walk through the crowds of people; each one with story’s to tell. Some worth hearing and some worth burying. Some exciting and some boring, but each one sins.
It’s human nature. It’s certainly Saku’s nature.
A woman stands on the street corner. Short skirt, low top, curves that could cut a lemon, voluptuous lips that could devour a mans soul. No matter how you try to glamorize it it’s still the exact same story - pathetic and undesirable. When something gets worn it’s no longer worth anything. The men she gets are all the same, black crumpled suits and with their smart looking cars, high profile jobs and loving caring wives. They are all driven by one thing.
Lust. Everyone lust’s after something, normal or not. Dante Alighieri once referred to lust as an “excessive love of others”, but that’s a simple way of saying psychotic behavior due to unrequited love. Some people can’t admit that they aren’t desirable, and revert to simple caveman behavior. Saku, you lust after the National championship, but you will never get it. I don’t care just how dangerous your lust gets, how psychotic you are, you will continue to lust but never gain, continue to be a nobody with no chance.
I walk past a small café, with it’s built in bar and distracting waitresses. The smell of grease hits me immediately, and I almost gag. I will never understand how people can shove that stuff into their bodies, killing themselves from the inside out. How they can fill themselves with something even after the point of no longer needing it.
Gluttony. The over indulgence of anything to the point of waste. Commonly used in reference to food, but it doesn’t stop her. Anyone can be a glutton for anything, for an object or service. Saku, you’re a glutton for punishment, and a glutton for the make believe if you think you have a chance against me. You’re also a glutton for talent. All that talent you have that has gone to waste. It’s a shame that you won’t be able to prove that the talent belongs in our match, because you just won’t have the chance. I wont allow it.
A man sits slumped over in an alleyway, his clothes are now unrecognizable amidst a layer of dirt. His hair is matted and dirty, unwashed for months. He could have once been the top of the tree, the very best in his business, but now he is nothing, now he’s a wreck, a mix of brown and white. He’s nothing now, nothing at all. What’s worse is that he fits in with the rest of this city, a pitiful example of man with nothing left to live for.
Sloth was originally known as sadness and despair. All are suitable enough for our match Saku, all are fitting descriptions. You waste the gift you have been given. I will feed on the sadness and despair that you will provide while I beat you, while I thrive on your pain, and you waste away. Some thing’s never change.
A man and a woman stand on the opposite side of the glittering street. The story’s always the same, man and woman come to Vegas. Man sleeps with showgirl, woman finds out. Now they argue, his are words of pity, of desperation, her words are filled with anger and sadness. Her words strike him like a sword to the heart. lost her, but he cant see it, she knows that it’s over but cant bare to break it to him. Young love, isn’t it grand. He’s
Envy. The desiring of something that you lack. You lack everything that I have Saku, you lack my brilliance, my charisma, my pure excellent that I display every time I step foot in a ring. You are envious of me, you may not want to admit it, but it’s true, and you will have one more thing to be envious of soon, the fact that I have gold around my waste, and that you don’t.
But then there are two sins that I am guilty off – Pride and Wrath.
Wrath, hate and anger to the point of danger, but I don’t consider it a weakness, but strength, the reason that I will win. It is the reason for my greatness, and therefore my arrogance. My anger will become your pain, your torment. The freak show that you truly are will join with the horror show that I will create. Your end will be a result of my anger, and the bloodshed will be glorious.
Pride. The most dangerous of the seven sins. I am more important than you, I am better looking than you, I am better than you. God through Lucifer from heaven for having Pride, and I was thrown from my glorious pedestal for being better than you all. I will prove that when I beat you Saku, when I destroy you, when I end your career, and step foot upon the pedestal once again. I will reign above you, the first step towards greatness.
I continue walking, more people with more stories. All the same, all pathetic. A girl talks to me but she isn’t worth the clothes she wears. I stop, raise my hand, hailing a cab. It’s mere moments before one stops. A man sits in the front. I ask myself how pathetic one has to be to be a nobody in a city like this. To be lower than the low, more pitiful than the most pitied.
Where too buddy?
But then again, I don’t care about this man, he’s nothing. The same as everyone else in this hellhole of a city. There is only one thing that I care about, only one thing worth thinking off.
Saku, your time is up.
The airport, I have somewhere to be.
The seven sins. Glorious for some, deadly for others.
