Act 1 Scene 1 – Deanne Monologue
I am the proud owner of an extremely lethal weapon. I’ve had it from the beginning. A gift from my father and mother and those who came before them. Their gift. Some call it a gift from God. Odd that such a dangerous thing, such a potent exquisitely devastating thing would have come from God…but then maybe it really did.
You gotta know how to use it. Some people really do, and I’m one of them. My skill transcends the emotion of the moment, and that’s not easy when you’re under attack…you might know that. But it’s my cool in the hottest circumstances; my ability to think and feel that gives me one hell of an edge.
It’s hard to know how I got so good.. Well, my father. Now there’s someone who knows how to avail himself of this most commodious tool…you’re thinking commode…but that’s not what it means. Anyway, he can take the most stale, moth-eaten, hackneyed piece of old armament and absolutely decimate the object of his desire. I know, desire is puzzling…but that’s the rackety nature of this weapon. It can maim, even kill the very thing you desire…even love the most! You can HURT THE THING YOU LOVE THE MOST! Listen to me, the thing. I’ll just say it. The person. Yes, flesh and soul and eyes and heart, destroyed. I am the proud owner of an extremely lethal weapon.
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