Post by Violet Rayne on Jul 7, 2010 5:43:40 GMT -6
Violet Rayne was looking exactly like she had been dragged down and then back up the I-5 corridor before being thrown in front of a video camera. Her pit crew was still out looking for her, so she had to get her own towel as the questions hit. She didn't feel a thing.
"The Wilde Bear? She used to be cool, when she beating me and telling the world. But now she's just another mime in the Mime Army of Northwest Gloom. She can have the title, but the Passage is still under my protection and mimes are permanently banned from the Sierra Hotel."
Violet took a long drink to wash out the gore.
"Wrong? Nothing went wrong, Mudboy. I had the belt on my vio-tips, right? But then I had to eat mono-rail. Boom! How many time do I have to tell you? I ain't no L.D. slash living dead girl. I'm not the monster living under your thumb and I sure as hell ain't no mime on the zero-one. I'm the original working class Princess and that's why the Emerald Zone chants my name. They want me to protect the Northwest Passage, and I do the full 88 stations to get it done. But the mime army just keeps growing. I'm only on fully independent girl."
Violet snorted at the last question.
"Give it up? Join the soul blasted horde of invisible boxes and broad stripes? Being a mime is like homicide, there's no time line saving them and there's no free ticket into the Emerald proper. They have to pay for the crimes and I'll make sure they don't cross over like Monique did. No one is passing those gates again. I got the vio-eyes on full focus and running the entire line."
Violet takes aim and fires, the invisible finger gun locked on the scenes end.
"The Wilde Bear? She used to be cool, when she beating me and telling the world. But now she's just another mime in the Mime Army of Northwest Gloom. She can have the title, but the Passage is still under my protection and mimes are permanently banned from the Sierra Hotel."
Violet took a long drink to wash out the gore.
"Wrong? Nothing went wrong, Mudboy. I had the belt on my vio-tips, right? But then I had to eat mono-rail. Boom! How many time do I have to tell you? I ain't no L.D. slash living dead girl. I'm not the monster living under your thumb and I sure as hell ain't no mime on the zero-one. I'm the original working class Princess and that's why the Emerald Zone chants my name. They want me to protect the Northwest Passage, and I do the full 88 stations to get it done. But the mime army just keeps growing. I'm only on fully independent girl."
Violet snorted at the last question.
"Give it up? Join the soul blasted horde of invisible boxes and broad stripes? Being a mime is like homicide, there's no time line saving them and there's no free ticket into the Emerald proper. They have to pay for the crimes and I'll make sure they don't cross over like Monique did. No one is passing those gates again. I got the vio-eyes on full focus and running the entire line."
Violet takes aim and fires, the invisible finger gun locked on the scenes end.