"I can't stress how important it is that we behead this fiend."
Take 1: The Darkness and The Light.
"Master Jonah, you cannot, I implore you. If you behead him my life shall be over!"
"Mistress Wannawanker, I have no choice. It is my duty as the slayer of the church, it is what I was born to do. Again, free me from my shackles so I can cast out this creature of darkness from our world. He no longer belongs in the light, he has become a demon of the deep creature!"
Angelica turned away from his imploring gaze, the sight of this proud man shackled helplessly to the walls of the dungeon tearing at her breaking heart. A heart that now beat with an unbeforeknown passion. A heart as captive as the man on the wall. A heart consumed with love for the beast who stood beside her, her master of forever, the captor of her being.
"Master Jonah, you do not see him as I do, beneath the skin of a beast lies the soul of a man, I swear it does on my life."
"Mistress, you are blinded, the fiend has no heart, he uses you merely to toy with and once done he shall cast you away as he has all whom have gone before you. The beast knows no loyalty, he knows only of his lust for the flesh of innocent maidens, once you are soiled you hold no temptation for him."
Take 2: Passion's Spotlight.
"God, sorry Sam. I don't know why I keep stuffing this up."
Maybe because you stink of last night's excesses, and can barely remember your lines on good days, thought Tiffany. She wisely kept her own counsel on this one, yesterday's debacle when she slapped the smirk right off his arrogant face mid-scene still too fresh in everyone's mind. This was only her second film role and the first with real headline potential and box-office promise. Anyway, she pondered, everyone knew Jay Ramsay was on the way down the ladder whilst her star looked to be ascending quicker than a new moon.
"Let's try it again everyone. Ready, 1=2=3- ACTION!"
"What do you think we should try now Officer Brent? We seem to be quickly running out of options."
"I think we both know we only have one option Miss Stilgo. If we are to help anyone in this mess we need to take back some control. I can't stress how important it is that we defriend this bed."
"CUUUUT! What do you think this is Ramsay? The sequel to The Fucking Social Network?"
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