Grand Cookie Monster
14-05-2006, 21:24
<Thunder and lightning crackle through the dark sky, highlighting harsh black and white features across the face of a lonely fortress set uptop a steep mountain. Rain batters the ground, pouring down from the heavens in a deluge of noise and chaos. The view shifts somewhat, growing closer and closer to the fortress and then through an open window, down a gloomy hallway and into a large chamber where a thousand people had gathered.>
The buzz of conversation was a dull murmur throughout the meeting hall, men and women sat at long, roughly-hewn tables as they waited for something to happen. Electricity was in the air, an excitement of some major event stirring just beneath the surface, soon to emerge and cause turmoil, and ... revolution.
The room fell silent as a door at the back of the hall opened and in stepped four armed soldiers. Two of them flanked either side of the door while two more stepped forward to stand beside a speaking podium. Seconds later, a hooded and cloaked figure entered.
The figure was short, encased in shadow from the hood and loose clothing, yet moved with determination to the podium, where it stepped up onto a wooden box behind the stand, staring out at the gathered in silence.
Lightning flickered across the sky, causing white light to spill through the windows and for a half second, burn away the shadows. Curly blue fur was revealed, and eyes that seemed to smolder with a fanatic zeal.
Slowly, the two thick hands lifted to push the hood back, revealing the face of the Grand Lord Cookie Monster. The room was hushed in silent awe, as The Blue One gracefully reached forward to rest his hands on the sides of the podium. Those wild eyes swept the room witheringly before he spoke aloud:
"Greetings! It good to see you all here now this night. This final night of Old World. This final night of oppression. When dusk come, it bring new world to us all. It bring ... new dawn. Tonight, we become free!"
Heads were nodding throughout the crowd.
A furry blue hand pointed out one window, "Out there, Empire enslave us. In here, we already free. Now we must free all else. All others. Me go make preperation for battle. Suggest you do same. And.."
His other hand lifted up, stuffing a cookie into his maw, jaws pumping swiftly to pulverize the sweet treat. "Mum mum mum! And.. GODSPEED!" Bits and pieces of cookie flew from his mouth with that shouted word, spraying the nearest of his audience. A thousand fists lifted into the air, and the room shook with shouted allegience to the Blue Lord.
The buzz of conversation was a dull murmur throughout the meeting hall, men and women sat at long, roughly-hewn tables as they waited for something to happen. Electricity was in the air, an excitement of some major event stirring just beneath the surface, soon to emerge and cause turmoil, and ... revolution.
The room fell silent as a door at the back of the hall opened and in stepped four armed soldiers. Two of them flanked either side of the door while two more stepped forward to stand beside a speaking podium. Seconds later, a hooded and cloaked figure entered.
The figure was short, encased in shadow from the hood and loose clothing, yet moved with determination to the podium, where it stepped up onto a wooden box behind the stand, staring out at the gathered in silence.
Lightning flickered across the sky, causing white light to spill through the windows and for a half second, burn away the shadows. Curly blue fur was revealed, and eyes that seemed to smolder with a fanatic zeal.
Slowly, the two thick hands lifted to push the hood back, revealing the face of the Grand Lord Cookie Monster. The room was hushed in silent awe, as The Blue One gracefully reached forward to rest his hands on the sides of the podium. Those wild eyes swept the room witheringly before he spoke aloud:
"Greetings! It good to see you all here now this night. This final night of Old World. This final night of oppression. When dusk come, it bring new world to us all. It bring ... new dawn. Tonight, we become free!"
Heads were nodding throughout the crowd.
A furry blue hand pointed out one window, "Out there, Empire enslave us. In here, we already free. Now we must free all else. All others. Me go make preperation for battle. Suggest you do same. And.."
His other hand lifted up, stuffing a cookie into his maw, jaws pumping swiftly to pulverize the sweet treat. "Mum mum mum! And.. GODSPEED!" Bits and pieces of cookie flew from his mouth with that shouted word, spraying the nearest of his audience. A thousand fists lifted into the air, and the room shook with shouted allegience to the Blue Lord.