Post by Violet Rayne on May 11, 2010 19:23:35 GMT -6
The camera finds Violet Rayne on a bench in front of her locker. Somewhere upstairs Rampage is spreading through the Northwest Passage like a wildfire. Another round of King and Queen and another round of Monique and Violet.
"This one? That whole high-res regent thing is cool. Mr. Johnson getting his digits any way he can. Queen Violet Rayne? It wouldn't hurt his product one bit. But I can't have my eyes on that shine. It's all about Monique. She's get my full lock, yeah? Tonight is must win or the Northwest Passage begins it fall back into the chaos theory of perpetual rain drizzle mixed with 8 bit entertainment lines to the dreaded triple zed. In other words, going down three to Monique is the end of line for my noise."
Violet slipped her vio-boots on as another question came from the usual source.
"Plan? I ride the line, that's all there is. I take my shot. She takes mine and we see what's left. I'm not taking any help and I got the skill eyes all on her when I'm conscious. I know her game. She knows my set so let's adapt or die. It's the law of the passage that is still under my full protection."
Violet finished with the laces and looked up at the camera.
"Times are tough in the Pressure Dome. But that's the currency we use. You got my back against the wall, Monique. But you better pour it on the full 88 stations or I'm tearing down your big, bad, track act. Because you see, the differential between your line and mine? You don't really care."
Violet smiled to her beautiful siblings everywhere.
"I do. End of line."
"This one? That whole high-res regent thing is cool. Mr. Johnson getting his digits any way he can. Queen Violet Rayne? It wouldn't hurt his product one bit. But I can't have my eyes on that shine. It's all about Monique. She's get my full lock, yeah? Tonight is must win or the Northwest Passage begins it fall back into the chaos theory of perpetual rain drizzle mixed with 8 bit entertainment lines to the dreaded triple zed. In other words, going down three to Monique is the end of line for my noise."
Violet slipped her vio-boots on as another question came from the usual source.
"Plan? I ride the line, that's all there is. I take my shot. She takes mine and we see what's left. I'm not taking any help and I got the skill eyes all on her when I'm conscious. I know her game. She knows my set so let's adapt or die. It's the law of the passage that is still under my full protection."
Violet finished with the laces and looked up at the camera.
"Times are tough in the Pressure Dome. But that's the currency we use. You got my back against the wall, Monique. But you better pour it on the full 88 stations or I'm tearing down your big, bad, track act. Because you see, the differential between your line and mine? You don't really care."
Violet smiled to her beautiful siblings everywhere.
"I do. End of line."