Singing is in italics
So, continuing with...
The Rocky Horror Vampire Show!
Chapter ii: The Party
Mortanius could not believe his luck! He knew someone would be along sometime, but he did not expect them so soon. He smiled to himself as Ariel and Raziel walked past him and the ornate steps leading to the second floor, closing the large oak doors of the Keep. As he turned to the guests and regarded them in silent contemplation, he could almost feel their uneasiness radiating. As they should be, little did they know of the true horrors of this place. The Death Guardian smirked to himself once more; horrors indeed!
Well, time to give Fate a bit of a push...
"This way."
As they turned to follow Mortanius, who was beginning to proceed what was obviously the main hallway, Ariel nervously asked, "Are you having a party?"
The maroon robed man stopped and faced them. Inane questions never cease, do they? "You have arrived on a rather special night," he intoned with a smile not unlike that of a shark's. "It's one of the master's affairs."
"Oh. Lucky him." Still, the blonde woman was nervous; she leaned against the blue wraith, seeking comfort. So distracted were they that a lone bald woman scantily clad in royal blue robes with saguine trimmings and a great collar, did not catch their eye. Both jumped in surprise as she began to speak.
"Your lucky," she almost whispered in response, yet as she continued, she increased her volume until she was almost madly screeching, "he's lucky, I'm lucky, we're all lucky!" She ended with a mad cackle, the crimson collar bouncing, as she tossed a feather duster at the dour Guardian, who caught it with ease. Both travelers immediately recognised her as none other than the Matriarch herself, Lady Azimuth of Dimension!
Mortanius gave her a grin as he moved away from a befuddled Ariel and Raziel, towards various banisters and tapestries hanging from the ornate walls. As if forgeting he had guests to attend, he began the tedious job of dusting the Fortress. The wraith lifted a single eyebrow as he watched the Death Guardian's strange behaviour. Mortanius approached one of the wooden boxes in which archers hide and opened it, revealing a armor clad skeleton covered in cobwebs. The dour man dusted the corpse as he sung:
It's astounding;
Time is fleeting;
Madness takes it's toll...
He then closed the coffin-like contraption and stepped away with the previous Balance Guardin and wraith in close tow. He faced them once more.
But listen closely...
Not for very much longer, Azimuth chanted back, once again startling the two.
Meanwhile, Mortanius began to breathe deeply, as if he was trying to calm himself.
I've got to keep control.
As if a dam broke, the Death Guardian sang at the top of his lungs.
I remember doing the Time Warp
Drinking those moments when
The darkness would hit me
He ran about the room dancing with various wall ornaments, as Azimuth joined his festivities.
And the voice would be calling...
They ran from the room, hand in hand, with the two heroes following in confusion. They burst through another set of oak doors into the main hall, where the party was raging full force. Celebratory decorations hung from the ceiling and walls and food was piled upon various tables shoved to the walls. A five member band played various instruments as Sarafan men and women dressed in their fine armors, their faces painted in rouge and mascara, danced and sang about the hall in gleeful insanity.
Let's do the time warp again!
Let's do the time warp again!
Ariel promptly fainted, with Raziel stopping her from falling.
It's just a jump to the left.
And a step to the right!
With your hands on your hips,
You bring your knees in tight;
but it's the pelvic thrust That really drives you insane!
Let's do the time warp again!
Let's do the time warp again!
As the soldiers of the Fortress went about their gaiety, and the former Balance Guarian regained her composure, Mortanius and Azimuth practically shoved Ariel and Raziel into the hall, as the Matriarch began dancing seductively about them.
It's so dreamy, O fantasy free me;
So you can't see me, no not at all.
In another Dimension, with voyeuristic intention,
Well secluded, I see all.
Mortanius grabbed a piece of bread from the floor, once again as grim as before, dusted it with his sleeve and offered it to the wide eyed blonde, who kindly refused, as he added:
With a bit of a mind flip
You're into the time slip, Dimension huskily rasped, rubbing against a wall pillar.
The dour man began eating the bread as he continued:
And nothing could ever be the same.
Azimuth slinkly approached the duo:
You're spaced out on sensation!
Like you're under sedation! cried Mortanius, causing Ariel to pass out. Raziel was just as quick to catch her this time as Death and Dimension began dancing with each other, joining the frenzied Sarafan.
Let's do the time warp again!
Let's do the time warp again!
As he fanned the blonde woman to reawaken her, the crowd cleared the way across the hall enough for the Soul Reaver to spot a platform and another Guardian from Nosgoth's past. Dejoule of Energy, brightly glowing from underneath her lead derka, sat upon the armrest of what appeared to be a throne. Ariel again came to her senses as Dejoule began her solo verse:
Well I was walking down the street just having a think When this snake of a guy gave me an evil wink.
He shook me up, he took me by surprise He had a pickup truck, and the devil's eyes.
He stared at me and I felt a change.
Time meant nothing, never would again!
Let's do the time warp again!
Let's do the time warp again!
It's just a jump to the left.
And a step to the right!
With your hands on your hips,
You bring your knees in tight;
but it's the pelvic thrust That really drives you insane!
Let's do the time warp again!
Let's do the time warp again!
Suddenly loosing a shrill cry of excitement, Dejoule hopped off the chair and onto the main floor and demonstrated her lead boots also doubled as great tap shoes. Slowly gaining speed in her dance, she began spinning, her lead derka threatening to billow too high and fricassee everyone in the room.
At least until she tripped over said derka and fell on her face.
Let's do the time warp again!
Let's do the time warp again!
Dejoule angrily stood and joined the frenzied dancing of the Sarafan as Ariel and Raziel began to slink from the room.
It's just a jump to the left.
And a step to the right!
With your hands on your hips,
You bring your knees in tight;
but it's the pelvic thrust That really drives you insane!
Let's do the time warp again!
Let's do the time warp again!
Just before the intrepid duo slipped through the oaken doors, everyone in the room fell to the floor in what seemed like a dead faint. All the blonde and the wraith could do was stare in shock and bewilderment.
Wow! Always knew the Sarafan were freaks...
Raziel: And why am I not suprised Dejoule knows how to tap dance?
Well, she IS Energy. Heh. That's gotta be a great way to add excitement to your tired routine, though: watching a lady dance who could fry you if her derka goes too high.
Raziel: Derka?
Think about it. A large robe that covers her entire body.
Raziel: Hm. Who would have thought?
What I see in my mind is something that looks like Cousin It from Addams Family, but inistead hair, a lead cloak, with the ends flopping about! You don't actually see her feet, but you do hear the taps.
Anyway, thanks for reading! Reviews please!!
