Post by Dorian Blake on Aug 9, 2011 4:39:43 GMT -5
We are back, Trent was a great competitor, you know how you feel after you just had a succulent steak, ahhhh yeah that is how I feel. It's not Trent's fault he was going up against something more then human, and less then a god...he was facing me.
So as we were before we're now facing this underdog named Jack Sinister, this kid is hot, he has the skills, and he has the heart. One big difference, I had mine locked away and the warren threw away the key. This kid is not a kid, he is another pillar I am to break down, he is another pebble, or stone that I must move so I can win that Barbarian title. Mister Clark's confidence in me is beaming bigger everyday like the sun. I love the sun I wish I could lock it away for my very own. Though his loss to Mister Trudex, that was a tough pill to swallow. hehe, Mister Trudex, it is like truth inside a pokedex form. haha!
We need to stop joking get serious now, I am writing this to you because it's the only way we can communicate. I am asleep, Dorian, takes over. Dorian is me, but not me. We are one in the same, and yet two different species. Sprit Fire she discovered this first, and she fell. Shane Trudex, he looked past this in his blind trust in us. Josie, we gave her back sight, because her eyes remind us of the stars in the sky. Now Mister Clark, his kindness in our time of weakness. Now it's the End, Jack Sinister is the finally of this chapter, The Barbarian Title, it will be the beginning of the next.
So here we go again, into RP World.
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Obsession by Animotion
I listen to this shit when I kill hookers. What do you think of that?
Scene1; Act 1
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I stood in my solitary room Dax Clark had given to me, this room has become my safe zone in a way. I stare at a board made of cork that has several butterfly wings in several colors pinned together to form a larger picture. I have been working on this for many years now actually. I remembered it and had pleaded for Mister Clark to acquire it, and he made it so. My master is a good master.
I stop and back and rubs my chin, this mask is hot and sticky, it almost feels fused to my face though and I dare not take it off. My master gave this to me, I am Dorian Blake.
I admires the larger point of view for awhile, the thing almost looks like a giant map, or portrait of some kind. Perhaps if I finish with all the pieces of this puzzle I will have solved one more problem in the world. Someday I hope to solve all problems in the world.
There is a knock on my door I find that odd for a person to be knocking. Mister Clark just enters. I turn around and look through the two way mirror. I see those chocolate eyes and blonde hair staring at me. I look over Mary Jane's body, it curves right were it should and is the perfect dimensions. A part of me feel strange can she see me? Wait yes she can I am not suppose to see me. So she knows I am watching her?
She breathed on the glass and wrote out with her finger.
e k i l u o y o d
I stood back and read the letters from my side.
Do you like?
I smile, but she can't see that through my mask, so I stood up straight like I didn't care about her question. I turn back around to look at this picture of butterfly wings zoning myself out as I hear her enter the room. She will not mind rape me, I am too strong.
Never again will another betray me the way Sprit betrayed me. I won't let anyone in again. I follow my orders of my master and that is all, I am to win the Barbarian Title. This little pimple of a boy is going to get popped. I feel my master's anger as he had walked in behind Mary.
Dax Clark: "Get him to tell me where the fuck he was when Scythe was knocked out and I was getting pinned by Shane!"
She tilted her head back, seemingly offended that he was taking a tone with her, but she held her face to no emotion. She tried to talk in a calm tone to have him settled down. "It will be alright..."
Dax did not want to settle for that. He pulled out the key he had and held it up screaming at Dorian.
Dax Clark: "SEE THIS! I OWN YOU!"
I knelt down, yes I was wrong I deserved to be punished. I did not wish to be punished, but I must have done something wrong so I accept my master's wrath.
Dax was too beside himself to even think of anything to say to Dorian, he picked up his foot and stomped it hard in the large demon man's face.
Dax Clark: "If you don't learn to be useful then you can just stay the fuck down there! Don't even think about leaving Lunar Madness without the barbarian title either! If you do Dorian, ... if you fail me Blake... then it is game over!"
Dax turned and nearly ran into Mary Jane, he stormed out of the room and she rolled her eyes and knelt down to make sure Dorian was alright. "You ok?"
Why is this girl helping me? I am a failure, I fail at everything. Why do I feel like crying? No only babies and little girls cry, only a woman cries. I failed, I feel them slipping out of my eyes. I failed my master and he is upset with me. I am nothing but dirt, I have to make thing right, I have to win this title and prove that I am strong enough to be of used to my master.
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(Messages from my friends we're almost there.)
I like it. I'm not gonna crack.
I miss you. I'm not gonna crack.
I love you.I'm not gonna crack.
I killed you. I'm not gonna crack.
I like it. I'm not gonna crack.
I miss you. I'm not gonna crack.
I love you.I'm not gonna crack.
I killed you. I'm not gonna crack.
Scene1;Act2
(The Best Memory)
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The little girl cried with her entire body as she was in the corner banging her head to the back of the wall. I peeked down at her she was my little Nikki and what would her little heart have to ever cry over. "What is wrong love?"
She gasp as she looked up at me, her fear was so cute. She rushed to hide her tears and whipped her eyes. "Nothing daddy, I've just hurt my ankle at practice today."
I feel she is lying. A boy might have upset her, and she is blaming her ballet injury on the tears. I can't fault her I used to do the same over her mother. I sit down next to her and put my arm around her. "I know it hurts huh. There are always times like this love, when things hurt so bad it feels like you are ripping apart. I promise you though it gets better, you just can't see the big picture yet, you are still small my love."
I lean over and kiss her forehead, my eyes were filled with tears too. I only stay with her mother because I don't want her home broken, but maybe that is stupid in itself. Our family is the one that everyone talks about, Nikki is teased at school, the boys are teased. She feels older and obligated to protect them. Her mother thinks like that too, but she doesn't need to.
I pat her on the head and get up leaving the room so she may be alone.
"Daddy..."
I stop hearing her request me, even now I still feel my body tremble when she calls me that. "Yes love?"
"... I love you."
"I love you too sweetie. Try and get some rest and feel better." I tell her as she nods at me. I walk out into the dark hallway and feel myself slipping away. This was another flashback wasn't it? When will I stop remembering and be alive? Maybe I am just dreaming. I don't know anymore what is real or not real.
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-Mary Jane by Alanis Morissette
Scene1;Act3
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I see Mary Jane's smiling face looking at me. "Good I was wondering if you would wake up Mister Blake. Ok, so last week you wouldn't talk to me, why is that? You nodded when I ask if you can talk. Mister Clark claims that you have not tried. JT has also said this. Why is that are you afraid..."
"You calling me a coward!?" I stood up and punched the brick wall, you could hear the snap in my bones, but I just glared deadly at her. I'd prove to her what fear was if she was calling me a fucking coward. Nobody knows the shit I have went through, and the shit I have held my mouth about. I am not mother fucking coward! Even if I am, how dare they have the nerve to say such a thing to me!
She jolted back her eyes had grown wide with surprise at me shouting at her with my cured tone. She blinked and then looked at her notes as she regained herself. "No I am not doing anything like that. I was merely asking you. It is ok to fear things ending, nobody would call you a coward."
I sit back down and rub my wrist, I am happy this mask is there to hide my thoughts. If she had seen them I would need to kill her. I am not afraid of anything, Sprit can be dead for all I care. She only ever brought me grief from what Mister Clark says, everything I remember that is attached to her makes me feel like murdering, how could i have been so weak. She was a vixen that stole me away that was it, she took me when I was too young to know better.
Mary Jane is looking at me. I was not talking again, we had the issue resolved already, she has no right to call me a coward, Mister Clark once called me a coward. He knew the truth, I am reformed in his image and I am stronger. I am not Blake Archer, I am Dorian Blake.
She sighed and started putting her notes down on the note pad and then flipped it shut and put it in her briefcase. "You're not going to talk I see. you were attacked by a man that might have once been your best friend. He did not see you as a coward, he is saying your master is a coward. You just think on that, but I wouldn't think too hard. As Dax said, you have a title match coming up, and apparently he thinks you have something to prove."
I was not looking at her, but I heard her packing up her equiptment. She leaned over and patted me on the shoulder, I looked up to see her smile. "If you take one step at a time, you will avoid falling. Nobody needs to take giant steps, baby steps will get you there as well."
She winked at me and chuckled as she headed out. That woman is strange, I am not sure why, but she is. She still reminds me of somebody, but who?
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Reptile by Nine Inch Nails
What I want is to be like Her.
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I stare at the mirror a lot well it's always there mocking me staring at me. I never know if there are people on the other side of it. I like when I get out I love being able to move so fast. Mister Clark is impressed with my speed, but I see the world in reverse and that is why he realized I am a great assets to him. I can think of his moves almost like we are the same wave length. Shane used to be impressed with this as well, I remember that vividly. Perhaps we are dirty snakes in the grass, perhaps that is what we are. Then I think of Josie, I loved her bright eyes, I could see myself in them, and she found that sense of narcissism beautiful.
Heh, at the same time her sense of narcissism was amusing as well, her eyes reflect inside Shane's because they are the same. Silly girl...
I stand up and look at this mirror, I am caught in a war, I am on my side, I can tie everyone together and save the entire family. The entire world, I'm not crazy, I am just a genius. Only my class can collide with me, I was foolish to let Ruth in on my knowledge, she does not deserve it. Mister Clark has proven this to me, My Master, he knows all and when he doesn't he is prepared for it. I aim to be like my master when I am ready. I felt this once, I felt it from Josie, she admired me, but why? I'm not anything special, Mister Clark has proven this to me, Blake Archer was nothing. Yet.... yet she admired him, why?
Am I admirable? I am a solder, I am to do what my master says, and I am to win the Barbarian title. Jack Sinister is a casualty, it's sad, but true. Nothing will prevent this win. When that is said and over with, there are bigger, more yummy fish to fry.
I look down at a letter that was addressed to me before Rebirth, that horrid night Mister Clark says I was burned alive and left disfigured ti the natural born demon I really am. I was born in that fire, released to be who I truely am, but who would have seen this coming?
I look at this letter, it's not my handwriting, but my eyes quickly detangle the letters of the name. Devil's Evil, that is the side effect of being dyslexic, you can see anagrams in just about anything written. this is a letter from my brother. I remember Mister Clark saying we were going to visit him.
I never wish to see my brother, he freed me. I will not get pulled in again to that depth of the earth, though if I am dragged there I will go.
I stare out the mirror it feels like a countdown, soon it will all come together, and a chapter will pass. Mister Clark has said it will happen, I believe in Dax Clark, he has lead me, he is my master. Mister Clark would never lead me a stray. Josie didn't look for me when I went missing, and she beat up Alex even though I told her to never lose her temper. That is not Josie that I know, the Josie I know would make a person turn on themselves, I taught her so. I remember that, I remember teaching her to use her mind. I think I did...what am I suppose to do?
Win the barbarian title, we need to defeat Jack Sinister.
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The Final Countdown by Europe
It's approaching the End.
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So as we were before we're now facing this underdog named Jack Sinister, this kid is hot, he has the skills, and he has the heart. One big difference, I had mine locked away and the warren threw away the key. This kid is not a kid, he is another pillar I am to break down, he is another pebble, or stone that I must move so I can win that Barbarian title. Mister Clark's confidence in me is beaming bigger everyday like the sun. I love the sun I wish I could lock it away for my very own. Though his loss to Mister Trudex, that was a tough pill to swallow. hehe, Mister Trudex, it is like truth inside a pokedex form. haha!
We need to stop joking get serious now, I am writing this to you because it's the only way we can communicate. I am asleep, Dorian, takes over. Dorian is me, but not me. We are one in the same, and yet two different species. Sprit Fire she discovered this first, and she fell. Shane Trudex, he looked past this in his blind trust in us. Josie, we gave her back sight, because her eyes remind us of the stars in the sky. Now Mister Clark, his kindness in our time of weakness. Now it's the End, Jack Sinister is the finally of this chapter, The Barbarian Title, it will be the beginning of the next.
So here we go again, into RP World.
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Obsession by Animotion
I listen to this shit when I kill hookers. What do you think of that?
Scene1; Act 1
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I stood in my solitary room Dax Clark had given to me, this room has become my safe zone in a way. I stare at a board made of cork that has several butterfly wings in several colors pinned together to form a larger picture. I have been working on this for many years now actually. I remembered it and had pleaded for Mister Clark to acquire it, and he made it so. My master is a good master.
I stop and back and rubs my chin, this mask is hot and sticky, it almost feels fused to my face though and I dare not take it off. My master gave this to me, I am Dorian Blake.
I admires the larger point of view for awhile, the thing almost looks like a giant map, or portrait of some kind. Perhaps if I finish with all the pieces of this puzzle I will have solved one more problem in the world. Someday I hope to solve all problems in the world.
There is a knock on my door I find that odd for a person to be knocking. Mister Clark just enters. I turn around and look through the two way mirror. I see those chocolate eyes and blonde hair staring at me. I look over Mary Jane's body, it curves right were it should and is the perfect dimensions. A part of me feel strange can she see me? Wait yes she can I am not suppose to see me. So she knows I am watching her?
She breathed on the glass and wrote out with her finger.
e k i l u o y o d
I stood back and read the letters from my side.
Do you like?
I smile, but she can't see that through my mask, so I stood up straight like I didn't care about her question. I turn back around to look at this picture of butterfly wings zoning myself out as I hear her enter the room. She will not mind rape me, I am too strong.
Never again will another betray me the way Sprit betrayed me. I won't let anyone in again. I follow my orders of my master and that is all, I am to win the Barbarian Title. This little pimple of a boy is going to get popped. I feel my master's anger as he had walked in behind Mary.
Dax Clark: "Get him to tell me where the fuck he was when Scythe was knocked out and I was getting pinned by Shane!"
She tilted her head back, seemingly offended that he was taking a tone with her, but she held her face to no emotion. She tried to talk in a calm tone to have him settled down. "It will be alright..."
Dax did not want to settle for that. He pulled out the key he had and held it up screaming at Dorian.
Dax Clark: "SEE THIS! I OWN YOU!"
I knelt down, yes I was wrong I deserved to be punished. I did not wish to be punished, but I must have done something wrong so I accept my master's wrath.
Dax was too beside himself to even think of anything to say to Dorian, he picked up his foot and stomped it hard in the large demon man's face.
Dax Clark: "If you don't learn to be useful then you can just stay the fuck down there! Don't even think about leaving Lunar Madness without the barbarian title either! If you do Dorian, ... if you fail me Blake... then it is game over!"
Dax turned and nearly ran into Mary Jane, he stormed out of the room and she rolled her eyes and knelt down to make sure Dorian was alright. "You ok?"
Why is this girl helping me? I am a failure, I fail at everything. Why do I feel like crying? No only babies and little girls cry, only a woman cries. I failed, I feel them slipping out of my eyes. I failed my master and he is upset with me. I am nothing but dirt, I have to make thing right, I have to win this title and prove that I am strong enough to be of used to my master.
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(Messages from my friends we're almost there.)
I like it. I'm not gonna crack.
I miss you. I'm not gonna crack.
I love you.I'm not gonna crack.
I killed you. I'm not gonna crack.
I like it. I'm not gonna crack.
I miss you. I'm not gonna crack.
I love you.I'm not gonna crack.
I killed you. I'm not gonna crack.
Scene1;Act2
(The Best Memory)
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The little girl cried with her entire body as she was in the corner banging her head to the back of the wall. I peeked down at her she was my little Nikki and what would her little heart have to ever cry over. "What is wrong love?"
She gasp as she looked up at me, her fear was so cute. She rushed to hide her tears and whipped her eyes. "Nothing daddy, I've just hurt my ankle at practice today."
I feel she is lying. A boy might have upset her, and she is blaming her ballet injury on the tears. I can't fault her I used to do the same over her mother. I sit down next to her and put my arm around her. "I know it hurts huh. There are always times like this love, when things hurt so bad it feels like you are ripping apart. I promise you though it gets better, you just can't see the big picture yet, you are still small my love."
I lean over and kiss her forehead, my eyes were filled with tears too. I only stay with her mother because I don't want her home broken, but maybe that is stupid in itself. Our family is the one that everyone talks about, Nikki is teased at school, the boys are teased. She feels older and obligated to protect them. Her mother thinks like that too, but she doesn't need to.
I pat her on the head and get up leaving the room so she may be alone.
"Daddy..."
I stop hearing her request me, even now I still feel my body tremble when she calls me that. "Yes love?"
"... I love you."
"I love you too sweetie. Try and get some rest and feel better." I tell her as she nods at me. I walk out into the dark hallway and feel myself slipping away. This was another flashback wasn't it? When will I stop remembering and be alive? Maybe I am just dreaming. I don't know anymore what is real or not real.
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-Mary Jane by Alanis Morissette
Scene1;Act3
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I see Mary Jane's smiling face looking at me. "Good I was wondering if you would wake up Mister Blake. Ok, so last week you wouldn't talk to me, why is that? You nodded when I ask if you can talk. Mister Clark claims that you have not tried. JT has also said this. Why is that are you afraid..."
"You calling me a coward!?" I stood up and punched the brick wall, you could hear the snap in my bones, but I just glared deadly at her. I'd prove to her what fear was if she was calling me a fucking coward. Nobody knows the shit I have went through, and the shit I have held my mouth about. I am not mother fucking coward! Even if I am, how dare they have the nerve to say such a thing to me!
She jolted back her eyes had grown wide with surprise at me shouting at her with my cured tone. She blinked and then looked at her notes as she regained herself. "No I am not doing anything like that. I was merely asking you. It is ok to fear things ending, nobody would call you a coward."
I sit back down and rub my wrist, I am happy this mask is there to hide my thoughts. If she had seen them I would need to kill her. I am not afraid of anything, Sprit can be dead for all I care. She only ever brought me grief from what Mister Clark says, everything I remember that is attached to her makes me feel like murdering, how could i have been so weak. She was a vixen that stole me away that was it, she took me when I was too young to know better.
Mary Jane is looking at me. I was not talking again, we had the issue resolved already, she has no right to call me a coward, Mister Clark once called me a coward. He knew the truth, I am reformed in his image and I am stronger. I am not Blake Archer, I am Dorian Blake.
She sighed and started putting her notes down on the note pad and then flipped it shut and put it in her briefcase. "You're not going to talk I see. you were attacked by a man that might have once been your best friend. He did not see you as a coward, he is saying your master is a coward. You just think on that, but I wouldn't think too hard. As Dax said, you have a title match coming up, and apparently he thinks you have something to prove."
I was not looking at her, but I heard her packing up her equiptment. She leaned over and patted me on the shoulder, I looked up to see her smile. "If you take one step at a time, you will avoid falling. Nobody needs to take giant steps, baby steps will get you there as well."
She winked at me and chuckled as she headed out. That woman is strange, I am not sure why, but she is. She still reminds me of somebody, but who?
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Reptile by Nine Inch Nails
What I want is to be like Her.
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I stare at the mirror a lot well it's always there mocking me staring at me. I never know if there are people on the other side of it. I like when I get out I love being able to move so fast. Mister Clark is impressed with my speed, but I see the world in reverse and that is why he realized I am a great assets to him. I can think of his moves almost like we are the same wave length. Shane used to be impressed with this as well, I remember that vividly. Perhaps we are dirty snakes in the grass, perhaps that is what we are. Then I think of Josie, I loved her bright eyes, I could see myself in them, and she found that sense of narcissism beautiful.
Heh, at the same time her sense of narcissism was amusing as well, her eyes reflect inside Shane's because they are the same. Silly girl...
I stand up and look at this mirror, I am caught in a war, I am on my side, I can tie everyone together and save the entire family. The entire world, I'm not crazy, I am just a genius. Only my class can collide with me, I was foolish to let Ruth in on my knowledge, she does not deserve it. Mister Clark has proven this to me, My Master, he knows all and when he doesn't he is prepared for it. I aim to be like my master when I am ready. I felt this once, I felt it from Josie, she admired me, but why? I'm not anything special, Mister Clark has proven this to me, Blake Archer was nothing. Yet.... yet she admired him, why?
Am I admirable? I am a solder, I am to do what my master says, and I am to win the Barbarian title. Jack Sinister is a casualty, it's sad, but true. Nothing will prevent this win. When that is said and over with, there are bigger, more yummy fish to fry.
I look down at a letter that was addressed to me before Rebirth, that horrid night Mister Clark says I was burned alive and left disfigured ti the natural born demon I really am. I was born in that fire, released to be who I truely am, but who would have seen this coming?
May 22nd, 2011.
Dear Dorian,
Hello brother, I believe we have only met in dreams, in nightmares. I apologize I never meant you any harm or fright, but you have to understand that we are birth were separated by death. A horrible death I admit, and to some extent I resent you. You get to live, you get to be human and I am but a void being wandering the earth. Yet I watched you take it for granted, if you did not want to live then I would take your life for my own. This again I apologize deeply for stealing from you.
I got greedy, I liked watching Ruth crumble, how dare she feel more important then the rest of this earth! How dare she not take the time to understand my brother! Dorian I would never change for her, I would never soften myself up the way she has. You my brother you hide through your silence and your violent nature is like a caged animal. I have preformed the ultimate sacrifice, I hired Mr. Biddlestone to set us on fire, I told him about your wife, I convinced him to feel bad for her, I convinced him to despise us at the core. Forgive me for smiting your name, it is after all just a name. Now a nonexistent one. Blake Archer, he died in that fire, whatever you would parade around as, whatever dream Ruth Jones, your precious Sprit Fire... whatever she had molded you into. That is now dead. D-E-A-D... dead!
This however does not mean you are dead, no you are far from that. You are what I once was, remember the tale of our youth? "The Cask of Amontillado."
Both of us dear brother grinned at the sweet revenge Mister Poe took upon that man. We warned her dear brother, we warned her of this fate and yet she does not study, she does not pause for time of reflection. I vowed to you, I vowed to us that I would not become the victim. I vowed you would not be the victim. That wrenched woman she never made up her mind, well she can bleed tears all she likes, we already told her it was game over.
GAME OVER!
Lived Elvis
Hello brother, I believe we have only met in dreams, in nightmares. I apologize I never meant you any harm or fright, but you have to understand that we are birth were separated by death. A horrible death I admit, and to some extent I resent you. You get to live, you get to be human and I am but a void being wandering the earth. Yet I watched you take it for granted, if you did not want to live then I would take your life for my own. This again I apologize deeply for stealing from you.
I got greedy, I liked watching Ruth crumble, how dare she feel more important then the rest of this earth! How dare she not take the time to understand my brother! Dorian I would never change for her, I would never soften myself up the way she has. You my brother you hide through your silence and your violent nature is like a caged animal. I have preformed the ultimate sacrifice, I hired Mr. Biddlestone to set us on fire, I told him about your wife, I convinced him to feel bad for her, I convinced him to despise us at the core. Forgive me for smiting your name, it is after all just a name. Now a nonexistent one. Blake Archer, he died in that fire, whatever you would parade around as, whatever dream Ruth Jones, your precious Sprit Fire... whatever she had molded you into. That is now dead. D-E-A-D... dead!
This however does not mean you are dead, no you are far from that. You are what I once was, remember the tale of our youth? "The Cask of Amontillado."
Both of us dear brother grinned at the sweet revenge Mister Poe took upon that man. We warned her dear brother, we warned her of this fate and yet she does not study, she does not pause for time of reflection. I vowed to you, I vowed to us that I would not become the victim. I vowed you would not be the victim. That wrenched woman she never made up her mind, well she can bleed tears all she likes, we already told her it was game over.
GAME OVER!
Lived Elvis
I look at this letter, it's not my handwriting, but my eyes quickly detangle the letters of the name. Devil's Evil, that is the side effect of being dyslexic, you can see anagrams in just about anything written. this is a letter from my brother. I remember Mister Clark saying we were going to visit him.
I never wish to see my brother, he freed me. I will not get pulled in again to that depth of the earth, though if I am dragged there I will go.
I stare out the mirror it feels like a countdown, soon it will all come together, and a chapter will pass. Mister Clark has said it will happen, I believe in Dax Clark, he has lead me, he is my master. Mister Clark would never lead me a stray. Josie didn't look for me when I went missing, and she beat up Alex even though I told her to never lose her temper. That is not Josie that I know, the Josie I know would make a person turn on themselves, I taught her so. I remember that, I remember teaching her to use her mind. I think I did...what am I suppose to do?
Win the barbarian title, we need to defeat Jack Sinister.
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The Final Countdown by Europe
It's approaching the End.
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