10-22-2008, 07:37 AM
Is there hope? This question screamed through my brain as I watched the final NS2 episode. The ending knocked the wind out of me and left me hanging on a precipice by my fingernails, my chewed up and bleeding fingernails. I wondered if rescue would come or if hanging on was even possible anymore. In a flash I realized there was a secondary cliffhanger to NS2’s final eppy:
(Cue opening music) Hope (full name: Hope Offa Future) walks down the dark corridor, gingerly moving forward only by sheer faith that things will work out. (Begin flashback sequence: In the past, her arch enemy, long-haired Bobby Guzion Jr., had successfully wrecked her life time and again and escaped, leaving her family in a wake of character assassinations and destruction (note: there is a hint of Faison’s cigar lingering in the air). (Return to the corridor scene) But now, having returned, Hope survived and moved forward with the notion that the new Commish in town, Commissioner Rao, would root out evil and heroically right the wrongs of the past.
Since Hope’s return, she believed in the gut instinct of the Commish, despite the twists and turns of the plot. Hope moved further down the corridor and the lights became brighter (the music swells). Hope wondered if her faith in the Commish had been well founded. She turned the corner and suddenly stood face to face with the one she had been longing to see, Adream (full name: Adream Ful Filled, who had been thought dead for lo these many years). The star crossed lovers proclaimed their love and embraced. But then suddenly… a shot rang out, and Adream fell to the floor, bleeding. Unseen hands grabbed Hope and ushered her away from the scene, screaming “Nooooooo, not again….”
There in the corridor (da-da-dahhhhh…) Adream is lying shattered on the floor. He (cough, gasp, cough…) reaches for his wound, struggling to rise (wheeze, cough, cough). The pain of the bullet wound is superseded by the soul-deep injury of losing Hope again. He gasps for each breath, staggering away into the darkness, giving evidence that he will make it, but then … (cue scary music) one hears a thud and strains to see if Adream died or will live to see another day (da-da-dahhh…) .
Meanwhile, Hope is locked in a dark room where the events replay in her mind. She saw Adream with her own eyes, right? Is he alive? Or should she accept his death? Should she continue her faith in the Commish to keep Adream alive? (Cue cliffhanger music) Who killed Adream? Will Hope fade away? (Cue preview montage) WHAT? The weapon is not a gun, but a pen? Whose hand is that holding the pen… our beloved Commish Rao? Yes? No? Perhaps the Commish knows something that we don’t and the evidence will clear him… OR perhaps he has left himself open for the evil Guzion to continue his reign of terror. (Cue scary music. Cue bloodcurdling scream. Fade to black).
(Alas and alack, I fall…exhausted…spent… and mindful of keeping my day job.)
Tristan, O Captain my Captain, regardless of Robert’s fate, I, like so many others, hang on to the hope of seeing you regularly somewhere and supporting you faithfully (My Soap Café?). Is there a word of hope that you can give us, she asked wide-eyed and holding her breath…
(Cue opening music) Hope (full name: Hope Offa Future) walks down the dark corridor, gingerly moving forward only by sheer faith that things will work out. (Begin flashback sequence: In the past, her arch enemy, long-haired Bobby Guzion Jr., had successfully wrecked her life time and again and escaped, leaving her family in a wake of character assassinations and destruction (note: there is a hint of Faison’s cigar lingering in the air). (Return to the corridor scene) But now, having returned, Hope survived and moved forward with the notion that the new Commish in town, Commissioner Rao, would root out evil and heroically right the wrongs of the past.
Since Hope’s return, she believed in the gut instinct of the Commish, despite the twists and turns of the plot. Hope moved further down the corridor and the lights became brighter (the music swells). Hope wondered if her faith in the Commish had been well founded. She turned the corner and suddenly stood face to face with the one she had been longing to see, Adream (full name: Adream Ful Filled, who had been thought dead for lo these many years). The star crossed lovers proclaimed their love and embraced. But then suddenly… a shot rang out, and Adream fell to the floor, bleeding. Unseen hands grabbed Hope and ushered her away from the scene, screaming “Nooooooo, not again….”
There in the corridor (da-da-dahhhhh…) Adream is lying shattered on the floor. He (cough, gasp, cough…) reaches for his wound, struggling to rise (wheeze, cough, cough). The pain of the bullet wound is superseded by the soul-deep injury of losing Hope again. He gasps for each breath, staggering away into the darkness, giving evidence that he will make it, but then … (cue scary music) one hears a thud and strains to see if Adream died or will live to see another day (da-da-dahhh…) .
Meanwhile, Hope is locked in a dark room where the events replay in her mind. She saw Adream with her own eyes, right? Is he alive? Or should she accept his death? Should she continue her faith in the Commish to keep Adream alive? (Cue cliffhanger music) Who killed Adream? Will Hope fade away? (Cue preview montage) WHAT? The weapon is not a gun, but a pen? Whose hand is that holding the pen… our beloved Commish Rao? Yes? No? Perhaps the Commish knows something that we don’t and the evidence will clear him… OR perhaps he has left himself open for the evil Guzion to continue his reign of terror. (Cue scary music. Cue bloodcurdling scream. Fade to black).
(Alas and alack, I fall…exhausted…spent… and mindful of keeping my day job.)
Tristan, O Captain my Captain, regardless of Robert’s fate, I, like so many others, hang on to the hope of seeing you regularly somewhere and supporting you faithfully (My Soap Café?). Is there a word of hope that you can give us, she asked wide-eyed and holding her breath…