Hoping more people might post game pics here, but in the meanwhile, I figured to post...
"An Interview With Death"
Interviewer: Welcome, Miss Death, and thank you for agreeing to do an interview with me today.
Death: Thank you for inviting me... And just call me Death.
Interviewer: Okay, Death, let's get to it, shall we? Tell me about you. Your childhood, stuff like that.
Death: Well, I wasn't really "born", in the convetional sense, as people are. More like mom and Father decided to have kids, and poof! There I was! Basically the same with all of my brothers and sisters.
Interviewer: So, there was no... you know...
Death: OY! All the time back then, as I understand, but that's not how I came to be.
Interviewer: Oh, I see. Kind of like magic?
Death: Perhaps you would call it that, if it helps your mind to comprehend.
Interviewer: You mentioned brothers and sisters. How is your family?
Death: Mother and my sisters are well, thanks. We don't see Father or our brothers much these days, though.
Interviewer: Tell me about them... your family, I mean...
Death: Mother's name is Lucifera. Father used to call her his Morningstar. It was so sweet. She was always his favorite angel. They had quite the romance since the dawn of time... more or less. My sisters are nice girls... in their own ways, but keep me busy some times. They are always out causing trouble... War, Famine and Plague... OY! Plague went overboard past couple of years. I hope she gives the world a break soon.
Interviewer: You didn't say much about your father. Your parents are split up?
Death: Well, mother and Father had a big blow up several millennia ago over some silly new toy that Father made... Actually, it was you...
Interviewer: Me? I never met your parents.
Death: Not you specificly... man, mankind, people... you know. He made a boy and called him Adam, and a girl named Lilith. Anyway, he was spending all his time tinkering with his new toys, and mother felt neglected and kind of sabotaged the whole project. Woman's scorn and all... She left his Adam toy alone, but made Father's Lilith toy stop listening to his Adam toy, so Father made a new girl one called Eve. Then mother gave the Eve toy an apple or something as a gift for the Adam toy and next thing we knew, they were getting a divorce!
Interviewer: I guess it was one of those things where a little compromise from both parties could have saved a lot of heartache for everyone concerned? So, the divorce was messy?
Death: Father knew all the good Jewish lawyers. Haha! I mean, he was still making them, but...
Interviewer: I see.
Death: Mother wasn't happy, and it turned into a huge boys against the girls celebrity death match. I still say Michael and Gabriel cheated. Never quite understood why Gabriel sided with the boys. She always was a bit of a tomboy, I guess. Butch hair style, never wore make up...
Interviewer: So, where are you all living now? You, your mother and sisters, I mean???
Death: Father did give mother a property called Hades in the settlement. It's not that bad, actually. Nice river Stix flows nearby. Lots of bonefish. Personally, I find the Kraken to be a bit of a pest, but Davy Jones let's him out all of the time, and mother never says anything. You must pay the boatman to cross the river, but it's only a couple of coins. We have lots of company though. You see, I also collect souls... Usually I just send Reaper to do it, but every so often, I make a special appearance for the really nasty ones. Mother and Father made a deal that we get all the bad ones, but they aren't THAT bad... except for Hitler and Stalin... and Mao... maybe Ted Bundy... OY! And that Mother Teresa...
Interviewer: WAIT WHAT? WHO??? Mother Teresa!?!?
Death: Kidding! Just seeing if you were paying attention. But, I did make special appearances to collect those others.
Interviewer: So, you have a sense of humor?
Death: Of course I do. I still crack up over the platipus! Father takes all the credit, but it was partly my idea, you know. Besides, I'm not evil as many think. I'm a necessary part to every story... "The End". Can you imagine if no one died? Ever??? Talk about population over crowding.
Interviewer: I guess that's true. So, about you're photoshoot... I see it went well. You're a lovely lady, by the way. When I was told I would be interviewing Death, I pictured this skeleton guy with a cythe wearing a cloak.
Death: No, that's Reaper! No sense of humor. Loves her job though. Good kid at heart. Really needs to get out more... off the clock, I mean.
Interviewer: Speaking of "off the clock", how about you. You seeing anyone?
Death: My, my, I do declare! Are you flirting with Death, sir?
Interviewer: Me, no, I... I... didn't mean it like that... I...
Death: Oh relax! No, I'm not seeing anyone at the moment, although there is this cute succubus...
Interviewer: Ah... so you swing that way?
Death: Depends on my mood. My taste includes both snails and oysters.
Interviewer: Good to know... I guess... So, about the pictorial... were you nervous to bare all for the camera?
Death: A little at first, but my friend Grigori Rasputin had some tasty homemade vodka that loosened me up just enough. Fermented blood of virgins is so overrated. Mother swears by it. "Mother's little helper" don't ya know! Funny story about Grigori. He was one of my few slip ups. They killed the poor guy 12 times, but I had given Reaper the day off, and my nails weren't dry. Ooopsy!
Interviewer: I noticed you look a bit different in some of the photos. Horns, a tail... hooves in some, but not others?
Death: We... mom, my sisters and I can change form. Mom is strongest, and can appear completely human if she wishes... no scales... nothing! I have trouble with my eyes. I have been working on it, but just can't hide them. Same for Plague and Famine. I guess it has to do with the eyes being the path to the soul or something? And then there's War... well, she just doesn't care. Only reason she even hides her tail is because she doesn't want to cut holes in her grungy old leather pants! And the horns mess her hair. At least she usually hides that scar that Michael gave her.
Interviewer: During that celebrity death match you spoke of?
Death: No, they were just playing around with their swords, and got carried away. She says she likes it, and that's why she almost never hides it.
Interviewer: Well, I must thank you for chatting with me today. It's been quite interesting and informative. Hope you have a safe trip back to Hell.
Death: Thank you for such a gracious interview. I admit that I was more nervous about this than the pictorial. I hate "gotcha" media types. You were okay. And, I'll see you at your heart attack on 11 April, 2036...
Interviewer: My, Wait, WHAT!
Death: Unless, of course, you start excerising more... and ease up on the caffine! Tah!
This has been, "An Interview With Death"
"And I looked and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him."