Aww, this part was so sweet and so epic from beginning to end. I'm imagining Dr. Farthingworth with a German accent saying all his lines and it sounds brilliant.
I didn't imagine a particular accent to Marty but now I did and it's hilarious. XD
Nice. I can imagine Marty to be the kind of guy who shouts when he speaks since he's getting bossed around by Lord Fear.
-last edited on Nov 15, 2019 8:58:47 GMT by Gnuehchcaz
Post by Gnuehchcaz on Nov 15, 2019 8:58:23 GMT
Joy looked down at his hands for a couple seconds and looked back at him.
"Yes, I will trust you." She replied.
"I promise I will find you again when the worst is over." Temptation said.
Suddenly the handle of the entrance door began to creak, though it hadn't opened yet. Joy looked back on the door that was nearly about to open.
"You have to go, they're coming back." She said, but when she looked back at Temptation, he was already gone and back in the secret passageway, although the giant tear in the picture of Lord Fear's great Grandfather was still there from when Temptation fell through it.
Lord Fear opened the door and looked at the painting, horrified.
"What... what happened?" He asked.
Joy went back to her mode of falling in love with Greed, trying to make up an excuse for the torn painting.
"It was... uh... a cat! There was a cute, little, kitty cat that came in and I tried to pet it, but it ran off and climbed the walls, and it tore the painting as it tried to climb it." She said in a nervous voice.
"I don't have a cat. Where did the cat go, and where did it come from? What did it look like?" Lord Fear asked.
"It actually came in here by itself through the door, then I let it back out the door so that it wouldn't tear any other of the nice paintings in here. But you know about kittens, they can be sneaky little kittens, though this little cat had a scar on his face..."
Lord Fear was confused, but somehow forgiving, which was a rare occasion.
"It's alright Miss Joy, kittens can be sneaky. I'll have my best art conservator fix this painting for me later. For now, we must continue with the wedding plans." Lord Fear said. "Oh, I can't believe it, you're about to get married, yet I haven't introduced you to the rest of the family who's coming to watch you get married!"
He let Joy out of the door first followed by Lord Fear. Meanwhile, Temptation and Dr. Marty were still inside the secret passageway making sure that they were safe.
"Aww, she called me a cute little kitty." Temptation said to himself as he smiled and his heart began to flutter. "No one's actually called me cute before."
"Be quiet and let's get out of here!" Dr. Marty said.
Joy looked down at his hands for a couple seconds and looked back at him.
"Yes, I will trust you." She replied.
"I promise I will find you again when the worst is over." Temptation said.
Suddenly the handle of the entrance door began to creak, though it hadn't opened yet. Joy looked back on the door that was nearly about to open.
"You have to go, they're coming back." She said, but when she looked back at Temptation, he was already gone and back in the secret passageway, although the giant tear in the picture of Lord Fear's great Grandfather was still there from when Temptation fell through it.
Lord Fear opened the door and looked at the painting, horrified.
"What... what happened?" He asked.
Joy went back to her mode of falling in love with Greed, trying to make up an excuse for the torn painting.
"It was... uh... a cat! There was a cute, little, kitty cat that came in and I tried to pet it, but it ran off and climbed the walls, and it tore the painting as it tried to climb it." She said in a nervous voice.
"I don't have a cat. Where did the cat go, and where did it come from? What did it look like?" Lord Fear asked.
"It actually came in here by itself through the door, then I let it back out the door so that it wouldn't tear any other of the nice paintings in here. But you know about kittens, they can be sneaky little kittens, though this little cat had a scar on his face..."
Lord Fear was confused, but somehow forgiving, which was a rare occasion.
"It's alright Miss Joy, kittens can be sneaky. I'll have my best art conservator fix this painting for me later. For now, we must continue with the wedding plans." Lord Fear said. "Oh, I can't believe it, you're about to get married, yet I haven't introduced you to the rest of the family who's coming to watch you get married!"
He let Joy out of the door first followed by Lord Fear. Meanwhile, Temptation and Dr. Marty were still inside the secret passageway making sure that they were safe.
"Aww, she called me a cute little kitty." Temptation said to himself as he smiled and his heart began to flutter. "No one's actually called me cute before."
"Be quiet and let's get out of here!" Dr. Marty said.
Now I've got this image in my head of Temptation as a cat and I love it! XD
Joy looked down at his hands for a couple seconds and looked back at him.
"Yes, I will trust you." She replied.
"I promise I will find you again when the worst is over." Temptation said.
Suddenly the handle of the entrance door began to creak, though it hadn't opened yet. Joy looked back on the door that was nearly about to open.
"You have to go, they're coming back." She said, but when she looked back at Temptation, he was already gone and back in the secret passageway, although the giant tear in the picture of Lord Fear's great Grandfather was still there from when Temptation fell through it.
Lord Fear opened the door and looked at the painting, horrified.
"What... what happened?" He asked.
Joy went back to her mode of falling in love with Greed, trying to make up an excuse for the torn painting.
"It was... uh... a cat! There was a cute, little, kitty cat that came in and I tried to pet it, but it ran off and climbed the walls, and it tore the painting as it tried to climb it." She said in a nervous voice.
"I don't have a cat. Where did the cat go, and where did it come from? What did it look like?" Lord Fear asked.
"It actually came in here by itself through the door, then I let it back out the door so that it wouldn't tear any other of the nice paintings in here. But you know about kittens, they can be sneaky little kittens, though this little cat had a scar on his face..."
Lord Fear was confused, but somehow forgiving, which was a rare occasion.
"It's alright Miss Joy, kittens can be sneaky. I'll have my best art conservator fix this painting for me later. For now, we must continue with the wedding plans." Lord Fear said. "Oh, I can't believe it, you're about to get married, yet I haven't introduced you to the rest of the family who's coming to watch you get married!"
He let Joy out of the door first followed by Lord Fear. Meanwhile, Temptation and Dr. Marty were still inside the secret passageway making sure that they were safe.
"Aww, she called me a cute little kitty." Temptation said to himself as he smiled and his heart began to flutter. "No one's actually called me cute before."
"Be quiet and let's get out of here!" Dr. Marty said.
Now I've got this image in my head of Temptation as a cat and I love it! XD
A small chapel sat nearby Lord Fear's estate, close enough that one could see the tips of the towers peering above the trees. Though, it was hard to see them at this time of night. The thick circle of trees and angry glow of torches blocked out of the starlight. The private chapel sat in the middle of a clearing, complete with a small bell in the single stone tower. Around fifty people or so had already gathered there by the time the coach transporting Joy arrived; most were guardsmen, some were Lord Fear's higher officers, while others were a few relatives. All of them wore black, as if they were attending a funeral rather than a wedding. Greed helped Joy out of the carriage and onto the stone pathway. She felt small and conspicuous standing among the black-cloaked crowd while in her bright white wedding gown and glittering jewels. The cool night air chilled her bare shoulders and neck, and she shivered. Lord Fear followed them out, with a long, dark velvet cape trailing behind him in almost liquid movement. Envy took up the rear. She wore a red and black dress; that compared with her ink-black hair and paper-white skin, she looked more like a vampire than a bridesmaid. The priest waited for them at the altar--although, Joy wasn't sure if he was a proper priest or just someone Fear had ordered to act the part. He was a chubby man wearing a monk's robes who flinched whenever Fear glanced at him. His bald head was lined with trickles of sweat. "Is-- is this the b-- bride, m-- m-- my lord?" the man stammered. "No, it's the bridesmaid," Fear responded scathingly. "Of course it's the bride, numbskull! Now get on with it." "W-- wh-- what's the r-- rush?" the priest asked. Fear's gaze darkened. "Never you mind. Just marry this couple or I'll divorce your limbs from your torso." The man yelped and started flipping through an old tattered book. Greed gripped Joy tightly by the arm and brought her to the altar. She resisted the urge to grimace as she leaned against him and tried to look happier than she felt. Luke, come quick. Please.
A small chapel sat nearby Lord Fear's estate, close enough that one could see the tips of the towers peering above the trees. Though, it was hard to see them at this time of night. The thick circle of trees and angry glow of torches blocked out of the starlight. The private chapel sat in the middle of a clearing, complete with a small bell in the single stone tower. Around fifty people or so had already gathered there by the time the coach transporting Joy arrived; most were guardsmen, some were Lord Fear's higher officers, while others were a few relatives. All of them wore black, as if they were attending a funeral rather than a wedding. Greed helped Joy out of the carriage and onto the stone pathway. She felt small and conspicuous standing among the black-cloaked crowd while in her bright white wedding gown and glittering jewels. The cool night air chilled her bare shoulders and neck, and she shivered. Lord Fear followed them out, with a long, dark velvet cape trailing behind him in almost liquid movement. Envy took up the rear. She wore a red and black dress; that compared with her ink-black hair and paper-white skin, she looked more like a vampire than a bridesmaid. The priest waited for them at the altar--although, Joy wasn't sure if he was a proper priest or just someone Fear had ordered to act the part. He was a chubby man wearing a monk's robes who flinched whenever Fear glanced at him. His bald head was lined with trickles of sweat. "Is-- is this the b-- bride, m-- m-- my lord?" the man stammered. "No, it's the bridesmaid," Fear responded scathingly. "Of course it's the bride, numbskull! Now get on with it." "W-- wh-- what's the r-- rush?" the priest asked. Fear's gaze darkened. "Never you mind. Just marry this couple or I'll divorce your limbs from your torso." The man yelped and started flipping through an old tattered book. Greed gripped Joy tightly by the arm and brought her to the altar. She resisted the urge to grimace as she leaned against him and tried to look happier than she felt. Luke, come quick. Please.
Ooh, they've arrived at the chapel. That interaction with the priest was brilliant. I can't wait to write the next part!
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