Niagra Falls skit Heroes styleBased off a sketch the Three Stooges do in one of their episodes! <3
Matt: (bumps into Sylar) Sorry, pal!
Sylar: Pal....its been a while since Ive been called pal.
Matt: (recognizes him as Sylar) Wait! Arent you that serial killer? (backs away)
Sylar: I havent always been a serial killer.....I was normal once, just like you. Would you like to hear my story?
Matt: Not re
Sylar: Many years ago I went by the name of...Gabriel. I had a family--a mother, a father. I even had a stuffed animal. Mr. BunBun. I loved that stuffed animal. One day, I lost it. I lost Mr. BunBun, never to see him again.
Matt: Wait--was it pink?
Matt: Was it fluffy?
Matt: Did it have chew marks around the edges of the ears because you used to gnaw it whilst asleep?
Sylar: Yes yes!! Do you have him?!
Matt: Nope was just an educated guess.
Sylar: Oh. Anyway...after losing Mr. BunBun I lost myself. To hear my own name drove me insane. To me, Ga
Knowledge Chapter One"Any last words?"
She keeps staring at me, that....that awestruck look in her eyes. Whats this girls problem?
You know I dont have any powers, right?
God, that arrogance!
You know who I am. You know where I am. Do you honestly think Id let you leave alive? Youre disposable to me.
She smilessmiles!and says, If you really thought that Id be already dead.
My turn to be sarcastic. Oh, really? Because I was under the impression that I was being humane, giving you some last wishes.
Somethinga memory, perhaps?flashed across her eyes. Nonetheless she remained looking content where she was, tied to a chair in my apartment.
Sylar! That startles her a bit.
Sylar. I can help you.
I feel my eyebrow raise but suppress it. Too human. You have no powers; you already pointed that out to me. What use would you be to me?
Part 5 of Lasting LegacyThat sadness is washing over me again.
Jack is dead.
It just repeats, over and over and over and over....
Jack is dead.
It's not as mocking, not as biting, but still as heart-wrenching.
Jack is dead.
He had a kind soul, a charming smile, a bright sense of humor. A good man.
A dead man.
I'm alive because of him!
Will's alive because of him!
Did he stop Jack from entering the Abyss?
Is Jack a crewmember now?
Captain Jack Sparrow.
Stubborn as ever, I bet. He would never agree to being demoted.
A captain goes down with his ship!
God, poor Gibbs...his whole crew abandoning him...he must be a wreck.
Jack was a wreck.
Who, what, pushed him over the edge? Why? Could I have helped him?
It's all your fault.
I killed him before...I killed him again.
Part 4 of Lasting LegacyCAPTAINS LOG
June 2nd was a solemn day.
Our beloved Captain Sparrow was committed to the sea at dusk, his favorite time of day. Invited were the previous crew of the Pearl, Captain Elizabeth Turner and her crew, and any surviving Pirate Lords. A total of fifty-five were in attendance.
Masters Ragetti and Pintel took the duty of sewing him in. I, Joshamee Gibbs, then took part in assisting them commit Jack to the Atlantic.
I am sorry to report that following Jack's death we have lost half our crew at the port of St. John's. The other half are expected to leave at our next port, Tortuga. Recruiting new crew members will take place there.
Under my orders, no crewmember has swabbed the area of deck where Captain Sparrow died. He was a part of this ship, and this ship was a part of him--and so it shall be until they meet again at the ocean's bottom. I realize that it is morbid that they should be united in this way, but that area of deck shall serve as a memorial to the great
The Needs of ManyYou figure, youve known someone for 100+ years, so why shouldnt you know their personality by heart? Their every action, you can see the reasoning behind it. And you could. But suddenly you cant anymore. And its foreign territory.
I thought I knew Edward. We were always close, not as close as him and Alice perhaps, but close. I overheard their conversations most of the time anyway; he knew I detested being away from Alice, and so he let me stay with her.
Thats how you get to know someone, really, you study them. And my gift gives me the ability to connect words or facial expressions with emotions. So if you hang about one person for an extended period of time, you realize that when they make one face, theyre feeling one emotion, and when they make another you get the point. At least, thats how I do it, even before I had my gift.
Anyway, Edwards erratic behavior started when this new girl arrived in town.
So Edward decides to b