Apex Shadow - Narrators and characters for a dark superhero audio drama
ungodly for The Bagman
A masked killer roaming the city parks at night. Seemingly killed by mistake by Nightstar-- though it quickly becomes clear that there's more to the story! Bagman's the clear villain of arc three, and he's an opportunity for an actor to really cut loose, get zany, wild-- dip into pure, uncaring, unflinching evil. He's a true sadist, delighting in hurting other people. He finds human misery entertaining, and he uses his weird, dark powers to spread as much of it as possible. This is real agent of chaos stuff, and we may see him again in the future. Channel your inner joker, your Hannibal Lecter-- go for the most wicked serial killer you can imagine and have a blast!
[Engaging with the Man in Black, trying to figure him out, goading him more than a little]
You're just like me, aren't you? Don't tell me you don't delight in their suffering. Do you think we're different because your victims are capes? Is that it? At the end of these long, blood-drenched nights-- aren't we both wearing terrible grins under our masks? Don't worry-- I won't judge you. You can tell me. I know what you really are-- and I think you're beautiful.
[Monologuing to Kate, threatening her with his trademark knife, chewing the hell out of the scenery.]
Do you know what sort of world I see when I close my eyes, Detective? It's perfect, let me tell you. In the world I see behind my own eyes, there's nothing holding us back from what we were always meant to be. Everyone-- everywhere-- every single man, woman, and child... is free to be their most real, most true, most beautiful disgusting self. But you'll see it for yourself, soon enough. I can take you there. I can show you what it's like. How truly perfect it is. Then... then, you'll understand...
[Cornering Jack Dobson in the Caliburn offices, trying to get to Lena, realizing Jack isn't remotely impressed or intimidated by him]
There's something inside you, isn't there? Something cold and dark and delicious. What's your secret, brown eyes? Tell me, won't you?
[Breaking composure, descending into unshackled rage]
Tell me tell me tell me---! TELL ME--! WHY AREN'T YOU AFRAID? YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE AFRAID!
