Post by Deleted on Sept 2, 2013 1:09:44 GMT -5
A/N: let me start this by saying I'm very sorry for not posting on time this week. I never do this usually but things just got to me this week and I dropped the ball. so to Oz and to Chrissy and Roxi, Im sincerest apologies for this. I wanted to try and post something so that it wasn't a total loss. hugs. Mandy
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{We open up on the image of Laila Arshad sitting at an empty desk. She has her hands folded in front of her and a half smile on her face. The camera pans out to show an abandoned classroom. She looks side to side before looking back at the camera}
Laila: Now before anyone says anything. ..I know very well about my obsession with abandoned places. I have affinity for it. I connect well with the sad loneliness that lingers in these walls. I too am but a lost forgotten soul. Abused. Taken for granted.
She runs a finger along the various names engraved on the surface of the old desk
Laila: but why a school? Well there's nothing cryptic about this... I'm here to teach a class.
She stands and walks across the room to the cracked, broken chalkboard. She picks up a piece of chalk and begins to write
Laila: Today boys and girls we will be learning about survival of the fittest. There have been some who have questioned my goal, my motives. Reduced to calling me a bully. What is that idiotic American saying....
She puts a finger to her temple, tapping the she smiles
Laila: oh yes... if you can't stand the heat get out of the kitchen. I don't just pick on people who are weaker but in all honesty if you think about it. EVERYONE is weaker than me so I implore you to expand on that thread of logic. . Girls... all you do gooders are all the same. Not only do you want to 'help the helpless' but you like to use it for your own selfish gain. You don't do it so that everyone is on the same level... oh no... you do it so that you can be held in a place over everyone else. To have power.
You can deny it all you want. All the things I do are for power but I am honest about my intentions where as you two parade around in capes and white masks pretending to be for the people. If it weren't for us 'bad guys' what excuse would you use then? How do you know what good is if you do not have evil to compare too?
{She points to the board behind her where the word survival is written in neat tidy script}
Laila: I have never lied about why I was here. I don't hide who I am. I don't need to sleep with or... try to in Chrissy's case, the men considered championship material. I established myself with basically nothing. Yes I wore a mask when I arrived but I never intended it to be forever. It was merely a tool to invoke fear. Perhaps white masks was also worn for the same reason. The difference here.... my plan actually worked. People do fear me. I am virtually undefeated. People want to hate me because unlike you, I saw the power I wanted and I took it.
Sitting around waiting for some mystical force to give me what I want. I want to dispose of all the people in MPW who are not strong enough to hold on. Those that float on the glory of the people who work hard. Emi was the beginning, Angel was simply cleaning out the garbage and Aeryn... well she was a washed up loser before and she still is. I proved that when she needed Chrissy to come in and save her. then I handed Roxi her ass but as I predicted, she stood up and asked for more and so I will oblige.
{She walks back and forth in front of the chalk board}
Laila: I have already said that I am freelance but only for the winning side. So in short, my lesson here today Ladies is this... I will do whatever I have to, to remain on top of the food chain....ANYTHING!
{She shouts the word and it echoes in the room eerily. She stops, her face going back to normal from the sudden angry grotesqueness that it as a few seconds earlier}
Laila: Survival. Dog eat Dog. I am the angel of death and I will take no quarter. The end is neigh for Chrissy and Roxi...enjoy you last days after this... it will be hell.
{with that she laughs insanely and leaves the room. the camera continues to roll. there's a bang and then a giggle before the camera goes black}
***
{We open up on the image of Laila Arshad sitting at an empty desk. She has her hands folded in front of her and a half smile on her face. The camera pans out to show an abandoned classroom. She looks side to side before looking back at the camera}
Laila: Now before anyone says anything. ..I know very well about my obsession with abandoned places. I have affinity for it. I connect well with the sad loneliness that lingers in these walls. I too am but a lost forgotten soul. Abused. Taken for granted.
She runs a finger along the various names engraved on the surface of the old desk
Laila: but why a school? Well there's nothing cryptic about this... I'm here to teach a class.
She stands and walks across the room to the cracked, broken chalkboard. She picks up a piece of chalk and begins to write
Laila: Today boys and girls we will be learning about survival of the fittest. There have been some who have questioned my goal, my motives. Reduced to calling me a bully. What is that idiotic American saying....
She puts a finger to her temple, tapping the she smiles
Laila: oh yes... if you can't stand the heat get out of the kitchen. I don't just pick on people who are weaker but in all honesty if you think about it. EVERYONE is weaker than me so I implore you to expand on that thread of logic. . Girls... all you do gooders are all the same. Not only do you want to 'help the helpless' but you like to use it for your own selfish gain. You don't do it so that everyone is on the same level... oh no... you do it so that you can be held in a place over everyone else. To have power.
You can deny it all you want. All the things I do are for power but I am honest about my intentions where as you two parade around in capes and white masks pretending to be for the people. If it weren't for us 'bad guys' what excuse would you use then? How do you know what good is if you do not have evil to compare too?
{She points to the board behind her where the word survival is written in neat tidy script}
Laila: I have never lied about why I was here. I don't hide who I am. I don't need to sleep with or... try to in Chrissy's case, the men considered championship material. I established myself with basically nothing. Yes I wore a mask when I arrived but I never intended it to be forever. It was merely a tool to invoke fear. Perhaps white masks was also worn for the same reason. The difference here.... my plan actually worked. People do fear me. I am virtually undefeated. People want to hate me because unlike you, I saw the power I wanted and I took it.
Sitting around waiting for some mystical force to give me what I want. I want to dispose of all the people in MPW who are not strong enough to hold on. Those that float on the glory of the people who work hard. Emi was the beginning, Angel was simply cleaning out the garbage and Aeryn... well she was a washed up loser before and she still is. I proved that when she needed Chrissy to come in and save her. then I handed Roxi her ass but as I predicted, she stood up and asked for more and so I will oblige.
{She walks back and forth in front of the chalk board}
Laila: I have already said that I am freelance but only for the winning side. So in short, my lesson here today Ladies is this... I will do whatever I have to, to remain on top of the food chain....ANYTHING!
{She shouts the word and it echoes in the room eerily. She stops, her face going back to normal from the sudden angry grotesqueness that it as a few seconds earlier}
Laila: Survival. Dog eat Dog. I am the angel of death and I will take no quarter. The end is neigh for Chrissy and Roxi...enjoy you last days after this... it will be hell.
{with that she laughs insanely and leaves the room. the camera continues to roll. there's a bang and then a giggle before the camera goes black}