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Interlude: Sursum Corda
Jan. 19th, 2008 10:59 amJanuary 19, 2000
a Rome, Italy
When Schuldig had come to this reality to do his funeral for Farfarello, he'd intended that to be his single visit to this place. He'd throw Farfarello's ashen mortal remains on the pope and scare the hell out of the crowd, then leave, never to return.
But once his rage and grief faded, he realized that he really needed to know the effects of his actions here. The whole point of shaking people and manipulating events was to shape what happened next. In the months since Schuldig had returned a few times to check out the reality's media. The pope had taken a major hit to his authority and respect, although he retained his title. At least for now. There were whispers that the College of Cardinals was in an uproar. Some people converted out of Catholicism, while others converted to it, thinking that such a manifestation around the pope might mean he and his faith were on to something. Secular news sources and atheists struggled to discover Schuldig's identity and motives and figure out how he'd teleported around. Non-secular sources openly wondered if he were a demon or the devil himself and a signpost of the upcoming Apocalypse.
The horror in discovering that the ashes were human remains had been close to universal. Schuldig remembered getting a lot of them into the pope's open mouth, and he could imagine his Farfarello having a big laugh over that.
An event that splashy and macabre--that had been captured on video cameras to boot--stayed in the global news for quite a while, although it had started to die down. Italy, especially the areas closest to Vatican City, however, retained more interest in it.
With his coat's hood up over his hair and rose-colored glasses over his eyes, Schuldig scanned the front pages of the papers at a newsstand. Did he want more rational attempts to explain what he'd done or more terror and religious speculation? Both could be fun!
Suddenly Schuldig felt Radio Schwarz come online and an almost familiar presence nearby. He picked up the closest paper, tossed some money down, and walked in the direction he sensed it in.
( Goes so very NSFW )
((This is the interlude Schu was demanding I finish in this![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
dear_mun post. The entry is backdated so it will come up on Schu's home page where it should.))
a Rome, Italy
When Schuldig had come to this reality to do his funeral for Farfarello, he'd intended that to be his single visit to this place. He'd throw Farfarello's ashen mortal remains on the pope and scare the hell out of the crowd, then leave, never to return.
But once his rage and grief faded, he realized that he really needed to know the effects of his actions here. The whole point of shaking people and manipulating events was to shape what happened next. In the months since Schuldig had returned a few times to check out the reality's media. The pope had taken a major hit to his authority and respect, although he retained his title. At least for now. There were whispers that the College of Cardinals was in an uproar. Some people converted out of Catholicism, while others converted to it, thinking that such a manifestation around the pope might mean he and his faith were on to something. Secular news sources and atheists struggled to discover Schuldig's identity and motives and figure out how he'd teleported around. Non-secular sources openly wondered if he were a demon or the devil himself and a signpost of the upcoming Apocalypse.
The horror in discovering that the ashes were human remains had been close to universal. Schuldig remembered getting a lot of them into the pope's open mouth, and he could imagine his Farfarello having a big laugh over that.
An event that splashy and macabre--that had been captured on video cameras to boot--stayed in the global news for quite a while, although it had started to die down. Italy, especially the areas closest to Vatican City, however, retained more interest in it.
With his coat's hood up over his hair and rose-colored glasses over his eyes, Schuldig scanned the front pages of the papers at a newsstand. Did he want more rational attempts to explain what he'd done or more terror and religious speculation? Both could be fun!
Suddenly Schuldig felt Radio Schwarz come online and an almost familiar presence nearby. He picked up the closest paper, tossed some money down, and walked in the direction he sensed it in.
( Goes so very NSFW )
((This is the interlude Schu was demanding I finish in this
dear_mun post. The entry is backdated so it will come up on Schu's home page where it should.))
