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GIDEON
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MAGNUS
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ageless • blight • physician • michael fassbender
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Blasting our way through the boundaries of Hell
No one can stop us tonight
We take on the world with hatred inside
Mayhem the reason we fight
Surviving the slaughters and killing we've lost
Then we return from the dead
Attacking once more now with twice as much strength
We conquer then move on ahead
Evil
My words defy
Evil
Has no disguise
Evil
Will take your soul
Evil
My wrath unfolds
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THE WORLD CAN BE A VERY EVIL PLACE. ALLOW ME TO DEMONSTRATE.
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“Good morning, Gotham! Today I’m joined in the studio by ‘Dr. Gotham’ himself, Dr. Gideon Magnus!”
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All the fawning women, their adoration stinking up the studio with its sickly sweet odor, how quaint. I have them all in the palm of my hands, listening to my every word as if it falls from the lips of their god. Someday, perhaps, but not yet. Not yet. Ah yes, and now that their cries have lessened this artificially coiffed ‘journalist’ has her list of preapproved questions for me.<p>
“It’s so good of you to take the time to join us today, Dr. Magnus. Can I call you Gideon?”
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No, if you value your prolonged existence on this plane. “Of course,”
must maintain that charming smile and keep eye contact with the camera. Must keep the humans comfortable. At least while there are so many of them. Perhaps I should tell her to call me my true name, but no, Gideon Magnus will do for now. It is simply the vessel I stole, the one prepared for me by Pentacle, but a proper vessel it is. I could not have asked for better.<p>
“So, for our viewers who have been living under a rock, why don’t you tell them a little bit about yourself, Gideon?”
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Her smile with her glaring, white teeth could not look more ridiculous. How I hate this human vanity, they falsify their bodies until there is nothing organic left. I long for the days when humanity had not yet climbed from the muck, when demons ruled the day and the world was perfectly imperfect. Once the animals evolved, once they forced my kind beyond their ‘hellmouths’, this world became a mere shell of what it once was. Vampires. They are feeble, fearing their ‘Slayer’, allowing themselves to be cowed. Perhaps I was weak when I allowed the Migani and that blasted Aradia coven to lock me away beneath the city…but I had grown complacent, soft, ungrateful. No more. My purpose is renewed, my path is set. I will not stray from it again. Not for a moment. "Well, there isn't much to tell, Diane. I'm a Gothamite, born and raised. Grew up in Otisburg, attended Brentwood Academy, graduated from Gotham University's medical school at the very top of my class. I spent some time in Metropolis, did my residency there, but despite all its problems, I missed home. I just couldn't stay away. The city may have its problems, but the people are one of a kind."
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"Don't you just love him! Since taking over as chief of staff at Gotham General, you've turned the hospital around. It's actually ranked in the top twenty teaching hospitals in the nation and you've managed to make it a category one trauma center, again. What can we thank for this amazing turn around?"
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My ungodly persuasive abilities, I'm sure. That bastard son of a whore, the true Gideon Magnus could not have accomplished what I have if his miserable life depended on it. Fool. That he could be bespelled by my lovely, little coven and dragged out to my prison near the basilica...that does not speak highly for his mental faculties. He was so easy to possess, so overcome with greed and envy and pride...there is almost nothing left of him, now. I have no need for him. I have siphoned all the memories I need to make this city believe that I am their savior, all while I feed them to Hell. "I realized that the hospital wasn't going to fix itself, Diane. Let's face it, we're a little complacent when it comes to taking care of our city. We all sit back and let some man in a Halloween costume fight our battles for us, and then we have the nerve to complain about the state of Gotham. I couldn't do that anymore, so I resolved to fix it. The changes you see at Gotham General, they all stem from that new philosophy..."
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"One I hear you intend to take to local government. There's serious discussion about you taking on the mayoral race next fall. Is there any truth to that rumor?"
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Force laughter. Sit back, give them all that winning smile again. Make them believe everything you say. It's so easy. Humanity can so easily be led astray by charisma and an attractive face. "I don't know, Diane. I have to admit, taking charge of the entire city does have a certain ring to it. We'll just have to wait and see. One never knows what the future holds, but I promise that as soon as I make a decision, I'll let you and your viewers know."
Just before I rip out your immortal soul with my bare hands."Well, thank you so much for joining us, Gideon. Don't be a stranger, I know we all loved having you here this morning. After the break, how was the joker potty trained? What you might not know about the psychosis your passing on to your toddler with the way you handle this milestone..."
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bard • old • eastern • b.gordon, c.rhodes
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