Interveiw with the Convict-
Reversed Ask-ology
Disclaimer: Nah...I dun own Riddick and the people who made him. BUT I DO OWN: Truth Vars and the DarkWorld Times....N-JOY!
We last left our Fallen Angel Truth in the cluchtes of Richard B. Riddick. Now, what would happen if the tables were turned? Get's kind of depressing and sad...because, you learn why and how Truth fell from Heaven to Earth. R/R plz...
Riddick threw Truth on the bed, she struggled to sit up, but with her leather duster and boots it was much of a hassle.
Truth- Hey! Get me outta-ACK! *fell out of the bed, in a flurry of clothing, she sat up and looked around, her face set in a scowl and her dreadlocks disheveled*
Riddick-*bursts out laughing, setting a char down and stretching his legs out in front of him, crossing them at the ankles and holding the tape recorder and CD player in his large, tan skinned hands*
Truth-*glares at him and scowls even harder* Now, you stop laughing you big...*stops talking as soon as she see's Riddick sitting in front of the door with her recorder and player*
Riddick- I'm a big what? *raises an eyebrow and smirks evilly*
Truth- Asshole...*she mutters and sits down on the bed, knowing she wasn't going anywhere for awhile*
Riddick-*shrugs* Been called worse, Miss. Vars. Now-
Truth-*widens her eyes in suprise* Oh really! *she cuts him off* Well...Let's think up some names, shall we? Bully, bastard, *she begns to count off on her fingers*
Riddick-*narrows her eyes* How bout not. Shut up and let me ask some questions. *he pushes play on the recorder and sets it on the dresser*
Truth-*frowns deeply* Yeah. *she shrugs off her leather jacket, revealing her tight black tee shirt with the words 'Bust Em' in swirling gunsmoke with the skull and crossbones under them*
Riddick*eyes her shirt and her chest, smirks* Now, Truth. Where are you from, originally?
Truth-*frowns deeply* Uhm...I would have to say Heav-
Riddick-*bursts out laughing* Hea-Heaven! Are you fucking nuts?? HAHAHAHAHAH!
Truth-*frowns deeply, hurt and pain filling her face* Yeah...I'm from Heav-
Riddick-*laughs even harder and slaps his knee* Heaven...
Truth-*growls softly* That's the problem with you damn humans. You never fucking listen. *she says, with a suddne Australian accent*
Riddick-*stops laughing, abruptly and his smile fades* So...If you're from Heaven. That makes you an ang-
Truth-*cuts him off* A fallen Angel. I'm not welcomed there anymore, mate. *she growls*
Riddick-*nods* How...ah...did you get here?
Truth-*frowns even deeper* Love. I'm here because of Love. And Humans.
Riddick-*raises an eyebrow* Care to explain?
Truth-No.
Riddick- Let me guess...you feel in love with a man and he dumped you? Right? It fig-
Truth- WRONG! You are wrong! Don't you ever tell me about my life, you silly man...damn you...*she yells*
Riddick-*winces slightly* I didn't mean to-
Truth- *cuts him off* You wanna know, well...here's MY little story, since it interests you so fucking much, godammit. I did get kicked out of Heaven for a man. I loved him. He took my virginity and God let me stay here. To be with him. And God understood...he left me...certain powers and my wings...and he let me go...*she shakes her head, wiping a tear from her face.* I was so stupid...
Riddick- *reaches out to rub her shoulder*
Truth-*slaps his hand away* NO! I'm not finished yet. *she sits down and frowns* I loved him so much. He abused me and raped me...ah...a twist. So, I got my revenge. I sent him away, I gave him six days to live, until I found his sorry ass and killed him dead and sent him to hell. Happy? I killed a man my first month on Earth and I loved every fucking minute of it. How he screamed and bled such red warm blood...it was...marvelous....*she smiled, a psyhycotic gleam in her clear purple eyes*
Riddick-*blinks and shakes her head* How old were you then?
Truth-*blinks, thinking* I dunno....152...maybe....152. I have forgotten my age. *she shrugged*
Riddick-*raises an eyebrow, and smirks* You don't look over 121...
Truth-*eyes him and rolls her eyes* I am 21..technically....*shrugs* Oh well. Anymore questions. Or...can I go now?
Riddick-*shakes his head* One more question. Who in the fuck is Papa Roach? *shows her the small music disk in her MiniDisk player, labeled Infest/LoveHateTragedy*
Truth-*blinks and bursts out laughing*
Disclaimer: Nah...I dun own Riddick and the people who made him. BUT I DO OWN: Truth Vars and the DarkWorld Times....N-JOY!
We last left our Fallen Angel Truth in the cluchtes of Richard B. Riddick. Now, what would happen if the tables were turned? Get's kind of depressing and sad...because, you learn why and how Truth fell from Heaven to Earth. R/R plz...
Riddick threw Truth on the bed, she struggled to sit up, but with her leather duster and boots it was much of a hassle.
Truth- Hey! Get me outta-ACK! *fell out of the bed, in a flurry of clothing, she sat up and looked around, her face set in a scowl and her dreadlocks disheveled*
Riddick-*bursts out laughing, setting a char down and stretching his legs out in front of him, crossing them at the ankles and holding the tape recorder and CD player in his large, tan skinned hands*
Truth-*glares at him and scowls even harder* Now, you stop laughing you big...*stops talking as soon as she see's Riddick sitting in front of the door with her recorder and player*
Riddick- I'm a big what? *raises an eyebrow and smirks evilly*
Truth- Asshole...*she mutters and sits down on the bed, knowing she wasn't going anywhere for awhile*
Riddick-*shrugs* Been called worse, Miss. Vars. Now-
Truth-*widens her eyes in suprise* Oh really! *she cuts him off* Well...Let's think up some names, shall we? Bully, bastard, *she begns to count off on her fingers*
Riddick-*narrows her eyes* How bout not. Shut up and let me ask some questions. *he pushes play on the recorder and sets it on the dresser*
Truth-*frowns deeply* Yeah. *she shrugs off her leather jacket, revealing her tight black tee shirt with the words 'Bust Em' in swirling gunsmoke with the skull and crossbones under them*
Riddick*eyes her shirt and her chest, smirks* Now, Truth. Where are you from, originally?
Truth-*frowns deeply* Uhm...I would have to say Heav-
Riddick-*bursts out laughing* Hea-Heaven! Are you fucking nuts?? HAHAHAHAHAH!
Truth-*frowns deeply, hurt and pain filling her face* Yeah...I'm from Heav-
Riddick-*laughs even harder and slaps his knee* Heaven...
Truth-*growls softly* That's the problem with you damn humans. You never fucking listen. *she says, with a suddne Australian accent*
Riddick-*stops laughing, abruptly and his smile fades* So...If you're from Heaven. That makes you an ang-
Truth-*cuts him off* A fallen Angel. I'm not welcomed there anymore, mate. *she growls*
Riddick-*nods* How...ah...did you get here?
Truth-*frowns even deeper* Love. I'm here because of Love. And Humans.
Riddick-*raises an eyebrow* Care to explain?
Truth-No.
Riddick- Let me guess...you feel in love with a man and he dumped you? Right? It fig-
Truth- WRONG! You are wrong! Don't you ever tell me about my life, you silly man...damn you...*she yells*
Riddick-*winces slightly* I didn't mean to-
Truth- *cuts him off* You wanna know, well...here's MY little story, since it interests you so fucking much, godammit. I did get kicked out of Heaven for a man. I loved him. He took my virginity and God let me stay here. To be with him. And God understood...he left me...certain powers and my wings...and he let me go...*she shakes her head, wiping a tear from her face.* I was so stupid...
Riddick- *reaches out to rub her shoulder*
Truth-*slaps his hand away* NO! I'm not finished yet. *she sits down and frowns* I loved him so much. He abused me and raped me...ah...a twist. So, I got my revenge. I sent him away, I gave him six days to live, until I found his sorry ass and killed him dead and sent him to hell. Happy? I killed a man my first month on Earth and I loved every fucking minute of it. How he screamed and bled such red warm blood...it was...marvelous....*she smiled, a psyhycotic gleam in her clear purple eyes*
Riddick-*blinks and shakes her head* How old were you then?
Truth-*blinks, thinking* I dunno....152...maybe....152. I have forgotten my age. *she shrugged*
Riddick-*raises an eyebrow, and smirks* You don't look over 121...
Truth-*eyes him and rolls her eyes* I am 21..technically....*shrugs* Oh well. Anymore questions. Or...can I go now?
Riddick-*shakes his head* One more question. Who in the fuck is Papa Roach? *shows her the small music disk in her MiniDisk player, labeled Infest/LoveHateTragedy*
Truth-*blinks and bursts out laughing*
