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ElisabethAdams
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Date Posted:02/28/2010 3:51 AMCopy HTML

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When you are alone and no one is around... Are your screams really heard?  Do you even make a sound.  When you are being toremented does your pain span out to anyone else... Do you share anything with anyone really?  YOu may feel that you have a loved one to share everything with, but when it comes down to it.... You are all alone... When it comes time to give your soul to the dark lord, or your lord how ever you belive it... but even in a room full, you die alone... So why strive to make that change... Why worry about being alone, or who is in your clan... For in the end as it has been shown over and over, it does not matter... You will always take on the toughest tasks on your own, and if you fail, you have no one to blame but yourself... So then what do you do?

You think that you and I are one in the same... that you know all about me... From my creation to your near dismise at my hand.  You feel a bound you lost your personality... Thinking it was for the best.... Showing it was just a cheap gimmic like it wasn't even there... Where as I, I am forever... I have yet to change...And I shall always remain the same...

//The beginning-The broken home //

When FWAR comes on the air the camers are coming on, but its not at the FWAR arena, nor is it in a boiler room... Its a bit dark at first but the lighting on the camera gets better as you can see the builidng... A broken down one.... Left in shambles... Signs of gun fire, and blood still remain after all these years...Can you feel it.... The pain the misery... Lets explore... The camera moves thru the house as it looks around a bit... It is dimly lit but you can see the sings of age... but as you get to the stairs you see tiny red prints... Move in closer...Take a look.... The prints are not that of paint, but of that of a little girl who touched her own mothers blood...She was down on her knees over her mother...Too young to understand the pain in her eyes the terror in her voice as she was telling her daughter to run away from her father...Daddy wanted to kill her... Why... What had gone wrong... It was her birthday, it was suppose to be a day of bliss and happiness, but not for her....We follow the trail up the stairs... Walking a bit, in a room down the hall there is a small light breaking thru the darkness.

||Elisabeth Adams||- I hear you out there... Lurking in the shadows...You are in the place where my nightmares all began.

The voice broke thru the light as the camera moved to it, looking in...It was a young childs room... It looked like it use to be pink, with ruffles all over... A bed with a busted veil hanging over it... Then to the back was a vanity, it had a crack thru the window. but you could see Elisabeth's face in it, as the crack went thru her face distorting it a bit.  Next to her was a candle that was the sorce of the light in the room.  She just stood there quietly looking back at herself, as she then looked down to the other side, as her dolly was sitting there...She didn't speak for awhile, just sat there starring off, like she had done many times before.

||Elisabeth Adams||- Yes I know that Lance has already made a statement about us... He thinks he knows me... He thinks that him and I are a like... Even though he has changed over the years, changing his name, style, who he truly was... He has not been consent in anything he has done. He compares us, thinking we are one in the same...

Silence once again hits.  She then leans down as she blows out the candle... its dark and quiet until a scream is heard....

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Commercial Break
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The scream echos the room, when the lights come back on Elisabeth is seen now just standing in the middle of darkness... Always something she seems to be surrounded by... She holds the dolly close to her, cluching it to her like she had done when she first got it on that horrible day... Like she had when she had been put in that awful place.

||Elisabeth Adams||- You think you know my  pain, that you have felt and went thru all that I have... As a child i was a victim of society, casted out, tested on, abused and beated in so many ways... Oh how they loved to test there new inventions on me... *this is to help you, you will get better some day Elisabeth, just have to keep on trying....Oh this shouldn't hurt...Take a little pain in knowing that it will soon be worth it*  They always told me this... As they strapped me down, tied me down, gave me shots, electcuted me, vilated me... Always telling me, it was what i was needing it...

She looked down at her dolly, making it look up at her... As she was thinking once again quiet..

||Elisabeth Adams||-Thats when you finally spoke to me, telling me about the master, telling me how to make things better, helping me, when all others had failed, and only used me... You made me see the truth, and you helped me... Showed me how to get free....

Flames come up around her, as she is lit up, showing the old remains of the mental insituition that she had burnt down, and fled from those many years ago... She never once looked back, but now here she was standing, as she looked right into the camera.  Elisabeth steps foward closer to it, as you can see the lost look in her eyes, the distant and pain on her features as she is and has taken it all in thru the years... She holds onto the camera getting close to it.

||Elisabeth Adams||- Thru my past I have grown stronger, I have been shown my way... The only changes to come my way, or only in growth... I have not changed my ideas, or my destiny... For I know where I must go, and what leads me... You Lance are only a show.. You are just a frail little man behind all that get up and make up... You will stay this way for ever, even if you hide under those gimmics... but I, I will always remain the same...For I am the demons, I am the pain, and anguish that has been surpressed for all these years... I am free I am angry, and I am your bloody nightmare...

Elisabeth steps back as the lights are now on, but no fire is seen, the ropes are seen... we are at the FWAR arena... How... The camera continues to look around, finally seeing something went on the matt. gets down lower, rub your fingers in it...Oh god its blood.... the camera jerks up a bit, looking around seeing a man.... run to him see if he is alright.... Who is it?  Is it Lance? 

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