The Cure – The Lovecats.

 

Now this song was sung out loud on the road this week.  The Cure’s “Lovecats”.  An 80’s classic with a quirky clip.  Cat lovers everywhere should shake their mittens to this song.

We move like cagey tigers
We couldn’t get closer than this
The way we walk
The way we talk
The way we stalk
The way we kiss
We slip through the streets
While everyone sleeps
Getting bigger and sleeker
And wider and brighter
We bite and scratch and scream all night
Let’s go and
Throw all the songs we know

Into the sea
You and me
All these years and no one heard
I’ll show you in spring
It’s a treacherous thing
We missed you hissed the lovecats

We’re so wonderfully wonderfully wonderfully
Wonderfully pretty
Oh you know that I’d do anything for you
We should have each other to tea huh?
We should have each other with cream
Then curl up by the fire
And sleep for awhile
It’s the grooviest thing
It’s the perfect dream

Hand in hand
Is the only way to land
And always the right way round
Not broken in pieces
Like hated little meeces
How could we miss
Someone as dumb as this

I love you … let’s go
Oh … solid gone …
How could we miss someone as dumb
As this?

Hell’s Kitchen – SS.

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Scene setting – The Lab

co-written with Temp and Moo.

 

Razorbackwriter:  There was still the lingering scent of death high upon the wind, that would reach the towering building known as Hell’s kitchen. Doctor Wilhelm Schwartz stood upon the top most balcony, with a pair of high powered binoculars watching for the return of Igor’s cart. He had sent his most trusted hump backed servant to go and fetch as many bodies as he could, for what would be a wonderful week of dissection and scientific testing. Taking out a pipe, he placed it between his teeth – chewing on the end as he snickered to himself. No more digging about for dead bodies. The wars of the Princes was providing enough bodies to keep him going for a lifetime. Soon he raised the binoculars again, and there he saw him. Riding at the top of a tremendous pile of body parts was Igor. Snapping at the reigns to get the old horse to pull the cart faster. Really the Doctor should have gone to help, but he wasn’t keen on getting his lab coat muddy.

Taking off from his place on the balconey, he ran down the spiral stair case and then out into the main courtyard, as Igor drove the cart load into the open space. Blood was still dripping from many a body and it truly was a gruesome sight to someone with a weak stomach.

“IGOR! WELL DONE! How many did you collect?’ The scientist asked while rubbing his gloved hands together.

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“About….fifty. They are really a dead weight when you gotta load em up on top of the other. Most are from Greed. Right shame.” Igor said, jumping down off the pile of bodies and then bowing before his Master. “Where you want them, Master? In the ice room, or in the lab for dissection?”

The Doctor picked up a head off the pile and the turned it around and started to sing.

“I….ain’t got no …..body!”

Igor rolled one of his eyes and then started to offload the cart of bodies onto a waiting trolley. “Lab then.” Together the pair worked to offload the cart, all the while the Doctor had a fiendish look on his face.

 

~RB~

 

Temp:  Roxanne could be heard singing in the distance, the light taps of her heels upon the floor made her approach towards Wilhelm and Igor clear. “Do you neeeeeeed any’boooooody’!?” Her words became completely clear as she walked up next to Wilhelm and Igor, carrying a body along with her. She danced with it and spun towards them both, only to let the body go and flop onto the trolley. “I need some’body’ to looooove!” Her singing and dancing had stopped, since her addition to the docs had been finished. Roxanne would now assist in loading the bodies onto the trolley. “Doc! Igor! How’s it…hangin?” She said as she pulled out a body that had a noose around it’s neck. She couldn’t help but laugh at her own stupid joke. For a group of people handling a bunch of bodies…they all seemed rather cheerful.

 

Razorbackwriter:  With Roxanne joining in on the chorus of sound that was started by the Doctor himself, you would think that Hell’s Kitchen was more like “Hell’s – Whose got Talent?” not a place where dastardly deeds happened to the dead and…almost dead. The Doctor showed a crooked smile when he heard Roxanne, then he tapped his nose at her pun of the hanging man.

“Do ho ho ho. Splendid…just splendid. Many specimens and all fresh. Look, you can still get a bit of movement out of a few that haven’t had rigamortis set in.” He picked up an arm and waved it at Roxanne, while in the background, Igor was busy trying to dump load after load of dead body bits onto the trolley.

The Doctor’s work was going to be so much easier now, thanks to the war. He was almost hopeful that not all the bodies had been incinerated by the hell fire that came from Wrath. As Igor finished with the first trolley, he then pulled it in towards the lab, while the Doctor addressed Roxanne.

“Ever notice that Igor’s hump seems to switch sides on his back every day?”

 

~RB~

 

Temp:  Roxanne giggled in delight as Wilhelm waved at her with the arm of a corpse, which she immediately responded to with a wave of her own. She was enjoying herself, as was he. The environment they were in combined with their attitudes would likely be disturbing to outsiders, but to them it was the norm. While fumbling with the bodies, she noticed a rather fresh looking female. She laughed as she poked at the bodies chest. “Look Doc! Still Jiggly!” Roxanne giggled as she continue to poke and prod at the corpse, but eventually stopped and continued with loading the corpses. When confronted with the question about Igor’s hump she placed a hand on her chin, gently tapping away as she thought. “Y’know…I have noticed that! Maybe it’s alive! We could turn it into a pet!” Probably not the best of ideas.

 

Razorbackwriter:  “Well…if anything we know that Igor is always ready for Hump day…get it? Hump..day?! Bahahahaa -cough- Aha.” One thing for certain, the Doctor loved his profession. Anything to do with body parts or blood, or….corpses made him smile. The wicked retorts from his favorite nurse just kept on coming. “More jiggle than jello, in that one. Nothing like a ripe peak on the perfect booby.” With the cart being trundled off by the ever faithful yet slightly macabre Igor, the Doctor then turned his attentions back to the witty nurse. “Roxanne….you don’t have to put on a red light!” If this lab was any crazier you would think it was a musical.

With a renewed skip in his step the Doctor headed inside to his grisly laboratory, where there were already many projects on the go. Bodies suspended in a special amniotic fluid with tubes going in every orifice. There was a large sheet covered object on one of the slabs, that was covered with a sheet, and being strapped down with large iron bands. One…from the vault.

Rubbing his gloved hands together and standing in front a row of machines, that beeped and blinked in a variety of colors, the doctor was truly in his element.

“So….Roxanne. Got any new patients?” He hadn’t checked the waiting room, and figured that Roxanne would know the schedule off by heart.

~RB~

 

RPC – Doctor Wilhelm Schwartz for the Seven Sins series.

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Name: Doctor Wilhelm Schwartz.

Age: 28

Race: Human

Job: Scientist/Grave Robber/Healer

Personality: Insane, crazed, wicked, mysterious, brooding, evil.

Relationship Status: Single – hasn’t made the right girl yet.

Orientation: Straight, we think.

Likes: Necrophilia, body parts, amputations, Science fairs, comic cons, puzzles, chemistry and biology, dead bodies, zombies

Dislikes: Lively people, sunny days, happy music, Justin Bieber, mid morning television.

Powers: His mind. Able to reanimate dead tissue using his specially designed lab equipment, and experimenting on the unwilling, or the dead.

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Weapons: Scalpel.

Strengths: High IQ, being a talented physician, healer, cybernetics scientist.

Limitations/Weaknesses: Being human, he has mortal like weaknesses typical for such. He can die, basically.

Background: Doctor Wilhelm Schwartz was one of the most reclusive and talked about scientists of the age, when ideas of bringing the dead back to life was nothing more than a work of fiction. Noted for his extreme theories, and sickening tests on the young and the disabled; he soon found himself on the wrong side of the law, when caught trying to steal body parts from the New York city morgue for his grisly science experiments. After a serious bout of depression, he would commit suicide in the oddest way, but his body was never found. Having made a deal to sell his soul he wound up in all places…..Hell. Now he is free to work on the many bodies that keep getting churned up from the wars of the Princes. There are simply not enough graves or mass burial pits, so he and his assistant scour the landscape for the fallen, to take back to the Lab. Why not come see….what’s on the slab?

Theme : Repo the Opera – 21st Century Cure.

 

It’s a brand new day – SS.

Scene setting : Greed Castle.

co-written with Dessy.

 

Dessy:  Mariela noticed the woman grow pale, but she didn’t have to say anything. Lydia already knew. She moved out of the way as Lydia grabbed Scar and tossed him across the room, watching Scar’s body fly before she turned to Lydia as she helped the librarian, a hand going up to her chest in a panic. “Lydia specifically mentioned that you could demonstrate as long as you did not kill her.. That were her words.” Mariela spoke, clasping her hands in front of her. “That was a good demonstration.. But try to follow Lydia’s orders next time.” she said with a nod of her head. She seemed to be a good person to be at the hand of the new Princess. Stern enough to get the point across, very loyal to where she obeyed orders or rules even if she disagreed, but nice enough to not want to harm anyone, and also willing to put in her opinion if she feels it’s necessary or needed.

She followed Lydia out of the library, before turning to Scar. “I was.. intrigued. Meaning I wanted to see what you were going to do. But I didn’t enjoy it… at least not once you almost killed her.” she then answered. “If there’s one thing I don’t enjoy doing or watching.. it’s almost killing someone. I’ve only killed one person.. ever. I don’t plan on doing it again.” she spoke, turning to look at Lydia. “What now?” she asked, waiting to see what plans Lydia had next. Mariela was definitely a keeper, that’s for sure.

 

Razorbackwriter:  “Mariela…trust me when I say this. I…hate killing people. I do…I really do.” This is what she said as she swanned out of the library, with Scar scurrying after them. He was sniffing the air like a blood hound as though he could smell something out of the ordinary….but what? Lydia’s skirt swayed gently as she walked, and she drummed her gloved fingers in front of her like she was ….plotting. Oh butter would not melt in her mouth to look at her. Ever pleasant and gentle. Mariela asked…“What now?” That was a good question. The war was still raging over in Wrath, for it was quite clear to still hear the loud rumble of explosions and feel the earth tremors.

“Wait for a sign, I guess.”

The trio walked into the main hall, and that was when….it happened. A large crack of lightning and then from the ceiling dropped….Mammon’s soul collector blade. It whistled and cried as it fell only to be caught by the handle by a startled Lydia.

“Er…..okay. I think….this is the sign.” Lydia twirled the sword around, the blade crying and weeping as it did so. Enough to make you want to cover your ears with your hands to block out the sound. “This was Mammon’s!” Lydia squealed, and then with a renewed bounce in her step, she spun around to Mariela and to see the look on her face, it was one of shock and surprise. Her chest was rising and falling fast as she became more and more excited. If Mammon lost his sword then….then….

The doors to the Main hall burst open, and in strode the Beserker armor. The dull clank of its foot falls would cause all to look in it’s direction. It was covered in blood, guts and it looked like it had been in a fire. But the further it got into the Greed hall, the nasty goo started to evaporate as though the armor was eating it from the inside. When it reached a spot before Lydia, it then bent down on one knee. Lydia held her hand back to protect Mariela, unsure if the Prince was inside the armor or not. She took two steps forward, and then she heard the dark harrowing sound of the armor speaking.

DEah-fe-ra deeay-jaeae seewae HA-lueay-fe-peaezz ah-bae RA-luaeae-kuk!”

(translation : “Long live the Princess of Greed!”)

Slowly Lydia raised her head as she felt the swell of power reach her and from above the rooftop opened as a sudden blast of power rocketed down and engulfed the Princess of Ambition. A fire blessing that came as her former Lord, Mammon had passed on into the next life. Lydia was the new Princess of Greed. Her arms were outstretched as she accepted the powerful change in her being, her voice ringing out from the orange and red glow around her body.

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“It’s a brand new day!
I’ve got no remorse
Now the water’s rising but I know the course
I’m gonna shock the world
Gonna Show Bad Horse
It’s a Brand New Day!”

 

~RB~

 

Dessy:  Mariela gave a nod of her head when Lydia said she hated killing people as well. Mariela could hear the explosions and sound from battle, clearly from the war still going on at Wrath. “A sign. Okay.” she said, taking a deep breath. Mariela had jumped backwards as the sword fell into Lydia’s hands, her hood falling back, and squinting her eyes to try and get a closer look. Once Lydia turned around, Mariela could see the shock on Lydia’s face as she announced that it was Mammon’s sword. “Does that mean-“she started with wide eyes, before hearing what sounded like armor come through the door. She looked up to see the Berserker armor walk in and towards them, kneeling down in front of Lydia. She was pushed back as Lydia held a hand in front of her, in what Mariela guessed was to protect her. When Lydia became engulfed by the power, Mariela stepped back and held a hand over her eyes, covering them from the bright light of the power. She looked around to make sure Scar was close by and not to close to Lydia and what was happening to her. She then watched Lydia, continuing to shield her eyes from the light.

 

Razorbackwriter:  As the power was absorbed into the former Demoness of Ambition, she let out a giggle, then a laugh before turning around to Mariela. A wide smile on her face. “It’s over. The war. Well, for us anyways.” Yes, you could still hear the rumbling of the war at Wrath but it was safe to say it was in its death throes. Mammon had fallen. Just….as Lydia had planned. Of course, she didn’t seem to be to worried about Mammon till she remembered herself.

“We should take a moment. To reflect on the great Demon of Greed. A minute should do.” she said with a slight wave of her hand. As the castle fell into silence, Lydia looked all pouty, and even took a kercheif and dabbed her eyes as though she was genuinely upset. But no sooner had the minute finished, she was beaming once more.

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“He died the way he would have wanted too. Horribly.” Lydia said softly, before then reaching for Mariela’s hand. She stared into the girl’s eyes and then gave her hand a pat. “Everything is going to be okay. You’ll see. Why I am sure there are going to be messengers and such from the other realms wanting to know what is happening here at Greed.”

That was something Lydia was sure about.

“How does breakfast sound?”

 

~RB~