14-02-2004, 07:45
The signal was received the world and multiverse over on pirated frequencies, opening to a shot of a gigantic throne room. The architecture is of an obvious dark gothic persuasion, with high vaulted ceilings, hideous statues, and a few leftover spider web decorations from Halloween. The throne itself is tall and carved from shiny black stone, its back elaborately carved into the shape of a blackened flame with two large demon silhouettes flying from either side of it. In the throne, dwarfed by its size, sits a woman, a picture of leather and flesh. Her red hair is full about her face, complemented by her green-and-silver leather corset, gloves, and boots, which fit flatteringly against her ridiculously curvaceous form--as if the gods themselves had airbrushed a divine supermodel into perfection. She smiles seductively, opening her mouth just enough to reveal glittering fangs in her upper jaw. She speaks slowly, yet with grand authority.
"Peoples, Beasts, Creatures, Animals... Lifeforms of the Multiverse!" she booms. "I am Queen Bludlust Bytemare, Most High and Most Dark Ruler of the Lands of Teean-Ay, Mistress Most Sexy of the Monolithic Terror of Teean-Ay Manor! Kneel before me and the force of my many, many subtitles!"
The camera zooms closer to her face as a bolt of lightning flashes in the room.
"In the past, the Most High and Most Dark have felt content to remain near to our home, the Manor Teean-Ay. With time, our empire has grown, extending out over the villages and cities within sight of the Manor. All told, over 10 million denizens of the darkness now lurk within my ever-expanding shadow, and still I grow in power and influence every day!"
She stands up abruptly, and the camera begins panning backward as she paces forward, her gait slow, an exaggerated sway in her hips and chest.
"It is the tradition of the Most High and Most Dark to receive veneration from their subjects. Typically, this comes in the form of tribute: gold, silver, material resources, crops, kick-ass CDs that the peasants don't listen to anymore but don't really want to sell because they're embarassed of what the guy at the used CD store will thi..." She pauses, smiling again. "But this is not important now. What IS important is that this veneration has grown from mere tribute to outright worship among many circles. People in my land now pray to the maddening heights of Teean-Ay Manor and to their Queen--in short, to me. And I hear their prayers. Often, I grant them mercy; other times..."
She flashes her fangs. Yet another conveniently time bolt of lightning fills the chamber.
"...I am forced to bite down hard."
She closes her mouth and stops pacing.
"So it occurred to me the other night, as I was curled up on the couch with some popcorn crying over another episode of Touched by an Ang..." She pauses, her eyes closing for a moment. "...I mean, while I was receiving the sacrifice of a young virgin to my infinite honour... at that time, it occurred to me that if I am worshipped as a goddess, if my infinite and majestic power is indeed revered as the stuff of gods..."
The camera lowers, providing a highly unintimidating, highly planned shot of the Queen looming over it.
"...then perhaps I myself must become a goddess."
Her eyes gaze down into the camera as if she is gazing through the clouds, into the eyes of every citizen beneath her.
"In the next week, I will use my omnipotent power to travel back in time, beyond the days of men, elves, or even gods, to a time of nothingness. From that nothingness, I will create the universe as you pathetic mortals know it today. Then, I shall return to this time as your Creator, your Life Force... your One True Goddess. Then shall I hold dominion over all of this multiverse and her people! ALL WILL TREMBLE BEFORE ME!"
Another flash of lightning erupts in the room as the Queen holds her fist high, cackling maniacally.
"Citizens of the multiverse, gaze upon the face of your Goddess and Creator! Marvel at her power, her wisdom, and her raw sex appeal! Do not attempt to fight, for to deny her is to face the unspeakable terrors of a Torment Without Death! Instead, embrace the darkness and embrace ME as your Ruler... your Queen... YOUR GODDESS!"
The cackling continues as the camera cuts to static.
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Queen Bludlust Bytemare
Most High and Most Dark Ruler of the Lands of Teean-Ay, Mistress Most Sexy of the Monolithic Terror of Teean-Ay Manor
"Peoples, Beasts, Creatures, Animals... Lifeforms of the Multiverse!" she booms. "I am Queen Bludlust Bytemare, Most High and Most Dark Ruler of the Lands of Teean-Ay, Mistress Most Sexy of the Monolithic Terror of Teean-Ay Manor! Kneel before me and the force of my many, many subtitles!"
The camera zooms closer to her face as a bolt of lightning flashes in the room.
"In the past, the Most High and Most Dark have felt content to remain near to our home, the Manor Teean-Ay. With time, our empire has grown, extending out over the villages and cities within sight of the Manor. All told, over 10 million denizens of the darkness now lurk within my ever-expanding shadow, and still I grow in power and influence every day!"
She stands up abruptly, and the camera begins panning backward as she paces forward, her gait slow, an exaggerated sway in her hips and chest.
"It is the tradition of the Most High and Most Dark to receive veneration from their subjects. Typically, this comes in the form of tribute: gold, silver, material resources, crops, kick-ass CDs that the peasants don't listen to anymore but don't really want to sell because they're embarassed of what the guy at the used CD store will thi..." She pauses, smiling again. "But this is not important now. What IS important is that this veneration has grown from mere tribute to outright worship among many circles. People in my land now pray to the maddening heights of Teean-Ay Manor and to their Queen--in short, to me. And I hear their prayers. Often, I grant them mercy; other times..."
She flashes her fangs. Yet another conveniently time bolt of lightning fills the chamber.
"...I am forced to bite down hard."
She closes her mouth and stops pacing.
"So it occurred to me the other night, as I was curled up on the couch with some popcorn crying over another episode of Touched by an Ang..." She pauses, her eyes closing for a moment. "...I mean, while I was receiving the sacrifice of a young virgin to my infinite honour... at that time, it occurred to me that if I am worshipped as a goddess, if my infinite and majestic power is indeed revered as the stuff of gods..."
The camera lowers, providing a highly unintimidating, highly planned shot of the Queen looming over it.
"...then perhaps I myself must become a goddess."
Her eyes gaze down into the camera as if she is gazing through the clouds, into the eyes of every citizen beneath her.
"In the next week, I will use my omnipotent power to travel back in time, beyond the days of men, elves, or even gods, to a time of nothingness. From that nothingness, I will create the universe as you pathetic mortals know it today. Then, I shall return to this time as your Creator, your Life Force... your One True Goddess. Then shall I hold dominion over all of this multiverse and her people! ALL WILL TREMBLE BEFORE ME!"
Another flash of lightning erupts in the room as the Queen holds her fist high, cackling maniacally.
"Citizens of the multiverse, gaze upon the face of your Goddess and Creator! Marvel at her power, her wisdom, and her raw sex appeal! Do not attempt to fight, for to deny her is to face the unspeakable terrors of a Torment Without Death! Instead, embrace the darkness and embrace ME as your Ruler... your Queen... YOUR GODDESS!"
The cackling continues as the camera cuts to static.
http://havak.db-forge.com/portraits/bitmaps/unF22L.bmp
Queen Bludlust Bytemare
Most High and Most Dark Ruler of the Lands of Teean-Ay, Mistress Most Sexy of the Monolithic Terror of Teean-Ay Manor