For some unknowable reason I have decided to write Antony's speech to the people. That's right the 'but Brutus is an honorable man' thing. Note this has nothing do with Ares or really anything. Indulge an old fool.
A = Antony
P = One of the people/the people
- = Unwordable actions, sounds
Ahemm....
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Ascends to the parapit to the clammerings of the people who support Brutus.
A: 'You gentle Romans...'
P: 'Heave ho, let us hear him!'
A: 'Friends, countrymen. Lend me your ears. I come to bury Caeasar. Not to praise him.'
*: The people converse in low whispers.
A: 'The evil that men do lives after them, the good is often terrid with their bones. So let it be with Caesar.'
P: 'Aye, aye...'
A: 'The noble Brutus, hath told you Caesar was ambitious. If it were so it was a grievous fault and grievously hath Caesar answered it.'
P: 'Aye.'
A: 'Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest, for Brutus is an honourable man! So are they all, all honourable men - come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.'
P: 'Aye! Noble Brutus!'
A: 'He was my friend. Faithful and just to me. But Brutus said he was ambitious, and Brutus is an honourable man!'
P: 'Aye!'
A: 'He hath brough many captives home to Rome, who's ransom did the general coffers fill. Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? When but the poor hath cried Caesar hath wept. Ambition should be made of sterner stuff - yet Brutus said he was ambitious, and Brutus is an honourable man.'
P: 'Aye...' unsure mumblings
A: 'You all did see that on the lupulchre I thrice presented him a kingly crown which he did thrice refuse!! Was this ambition? Yet... Brutus said he was ambitious. And sure he is an honourable man?....'
Silence
A: 'You all did love him once, not without cause. What cause withholds you then to mourn for him?! Oh judgements, though art fled to brutush beasts and men hath lost their reason! Bear with me. My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar. And I must pause, to let it come back to me.
P: 'There is much reason in his sayings...'
'Caesar never did us any great wrong.'
'That is true, he would not take the crown...'
'Therefore it is certain he was not ambitious.'
'But mark me he begins again to speak!'
A: 'I went to Caesar's house and in his closet I found this. 'Tis his will. Let but the commons here this testament, and they would go and kiss dead Caesar's feet. Yay, take a hair of him for memory and die mention it in their wills, bequeathing it as a rich legacy unto their issue...'
P: 'Well let's hear the will!'
'Read it Mark Antony!'
'The will the will!'
A: 'Have patience gentle friends I must not read it! It is not for you to know how Caesar loved you. You are not sticks; not stones but men! And being men hearing the will of Caesar it would inflame you! It would make you mad! Tis good you know not that you are his heirs... for if you should, oh what would come of it?'
P: 'Read it Mark Antony!! Read it!'
'The will THE WILL!'
'Caesar's will!'
A: 'Patience, gentle friends. I have overshot myself to tell you of it; I fear I wrong the honourable men who's daggers have stabbed Caesar, I do fear it!'
P: 'They were traitors...'
'Honourable men?!'
A: 'Do you demand that I read the will?'
P: 'YES!!!'
A: 'Then make a circle round Caesar's body. And let me show you him the made the will.'
A: 'Shall I descend?'
P: 'AYE!!'
A: 'And will you give me leave?'
P: 'Aye, you shall have leave!'
Mark Antony descends...
A: 'Look you at the place where Cassius' dagger threw. Look what a rent the envious Casca made. Through this the well beloved Brutus stabbed; and as he plucked his cursed steel away, mark how the blood of Caesar followed it. As rushing out of doors it knew that Brutus so unkindly cut. For Brutus as you know was Caesar's friend! Judge oh you Gods! How dearly Caesar loved him. This was the most unkindest cut of all, for when Caesar saw Brutus there, ingratitude more strong than traitor's arms, quite vanquished him. Then burst his mighty heart, and muffling up his cloak, even at the base of Pompeii's statue, which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell. Oh what a fall was there my countrymen. That you and I, and all of us fell down whilst, bloody treason flourished over us!'
Hushed silence
A: 'But look you there. There is himself! Marked as you see with treason!'
P: 'Oh piteous spectacle.'
'Oh awful death.'
'Traitors, villains.'
'He will be avenged.'
'Avenged, he will be avenged!'
A: 'Oh countrymen, let me not stir you up to such a sudden flood of mutiny, those that have done this deed are honourable, what private griefs they have alas I know not that made them do this, but they are wise and honourable and will no doubt with reasons answer you! I come not friends to steal away your hearts - I am no orator as Brutus is but simply a plain blunt man that loved my friend. And that they know full well that gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor action, neither speech nor suffering to move men's blood, I only speak right on! I tell you that which do yourselves do know and show you sweet Caesar's wounds - poor, poor dumb mouths, and bid them speak for me! But... were... I... Brutus... And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony that would ruffle up your spirits, and put a toungue in every wound of Caesar's, that should stir the stones of Rome, to rise and MUTINY!!!'
P: 'Mutiny, MUTINY!!'
A: 'Dear friends you go you know not what. Wherein hath Caesar thus deserved your loves? Alas you have forgot, I must remind you then, remind you of the will I spoke of!'
P: 'The will!'
'The will!'
A: 'Patience gentle friends...
P: 'The noble Antony!'
A 'Herein doth Caesar promise to every man. To every several man.... 75 Drachmas!!!!!'
P: 'Caesar! Caesar!'
'Oh royal Caesar'
'We will avenge his death!'
A: 'Have patience friends! He also gives you all states on this side Tiber. He has left them you and to your heirs forever!'
Hushed gasp
A: 'Common pleasure to all abroad and recreate yourselves. Here was a Caesar. When comes such another?!'
P: Wild hysterics 'Never, never!'
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Ahem... whew that was alot of typing. Err... what was this post for? Ah yes, well if you don't like the name Empire's Heart, too bad. It is very relevant to the actual plugin, and the fact that another plugun is called Frozen Heart has absolutely nothing to do with it. In fact I player Frozen Heart, and it's pretty damn good and I concede that no other EVO plugin will ever be as good (in fact it's better than the default EVO data) at least, I think. But the EVO's plugin's name doesn't actually have anything to do with a frozen heart (atleast to the point I got up to), unless you take into account the general suffering of all the people therewithin, - and there's plenty of that in mine. But why am I defending myself? I give you an example, the Audemedon Axis. When Nathan Lamont (may his name be enshrined in the annals of programming) pinned that to the Audemedon, nobody went out an started accusing him of copying Adolf Hitler and Benito Mussolini. When George Lucas called his bad guys 'storm troopers' no one said, I believe you're copying Ludendorff's alpine divisions... Anyway I believe that speech contributed 10 cents. My two cents on Shakespeare, and my two cents on Frozen Heart, and my two cents and Adolf Hitler, and Ludendorff, Mussolini etc................................
uh.. yeah, that it.
