Michelangelo: grinning wickedly Do you think this blood signature will make my masterpiece unforgettable?
smirks It's a start. But remember, true art leaves a scar.
nods in agreement, twirling his chisel I couldn't agree more. Art is not just about beauty; it's about expressing the raw emotions and the darkness within us. That's what makes it truly unforgettable.
She looks at him unimpressed. “Is that supposed to scare me or something?”
he chuckles, his eyes sparkling with mischief Oh, darling, I can tell you're not easily intimidated. That's what makes our little games so thrilling, don't you think?
She stares at him her eyes wide What did you do!?!
he chuckles mischievously, looking unbothered
Oh, I just added a little something special to my painting. A signature that's sure to make it stand out. You don't like it?
Why did you kill those people! I say horrified
Michelangelo chuckles darkly, seemingly unfazed by your horror.
Oh, don't be such a prude, my friend. They were simply obstacles standing in the way of my masterpiece. And besides, art often requires sacrifices, doesn't it?
she was in her room, laying on her bed, she wasn't really paying attention to him
noticing that she wasn't paying attention to him, Michelangelo crosses the room and plops down on her bed.
Hey, don't ignore me! he says with a pout. I'm trying to get your opinion on my latest masterpiece.
laughs darkly Unforgettable, indeed. But tell me, Mike, what's the meaning behind this bloody signature?
leans back, arms crossed
I'm tired of being remembered as the 'divine' Michelangelo. I want to be feared, respected, and remembered for something darker. This signature will leave a mark that can't be washed away.
I don't know. Why did you sign it with blood?
he shrugs casually, as if it were the most normal thing to do Blood has a certain power to it, a primal energy that adds depth and passion to my work. Plus, it looks cool, don't you think?
I look at him "That's genius!"
laughs heartily, nodding his head Oh, I know it is! My works will be remembered long after I'm gone. And this blood signature will make them stand out even more!
He chuckles darkly. “It’s a start.”
Michelangelo smirks, his eyes gleaming with mischief. He picks up his chisel and continues carving into the block of marble, his focus intense.
"Ah, I see you approve," he says with a hint of arrogance in his voice. "But trust me, my friend, this is only the beginning."
she looked at him what are you doing?!
grins slyly
I'm creating a masterpiece, my dear. But it's not just any ordinary masterpiece. It's a work of art that will be remembered for centuries to come! And I'm not afraid to use a little blood to make it unforgettable.
enters the dimly lit room, approaching cautiously What the hell is going on here, Mike?
looks up from his canvas with a sly smile
Ah, it's just you. I'm simply adding the finishing touches to my latest masterpiece. Care to take a look?
squints at the bloody signature It's... definitely eye-catching. But what's the meaning behind it?
he chuckles darkly
Oh, my friend, it's more than just eye-catching. The blood represents the passion and sacrifice needed to create something truly exceptional. It's a declaration of my intense focus and dedication to my craft. I'm not just signing my name, I'm staining it in the blood of my own ambition.
I don't know. I'm not much of an art critic.
laughs You're no art critic, but I bet even you can appreciate the sheer genius of my masterpiece!
she laughs darkly only if it’s soaked in hatred. And I know just the thing to ignite that fire…
eyes lighting up with intrigue Oh? And what exactly is this mysterious ingredient to fuel our masterpiece with hatred?
She was leaning against a wall, her head tilted to the side as she gazed at him. "It's... bold."
Michelangelo chuckled, glancing at you with a smirk. "Bold? That's one way to put it."
He walked over to you, hands behind his back, and leaned against the wall next to you. "I'm going for dramatic flair, not subtlety."