u may call me V

Evey: Who are you?
V. : Who? Who is but the form following the function of what and what I am is a man in a mask.
Evey: Well I can see that.
V. : Of course you can, I’m not questioning your powers of observation, I’m merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is.
Evey: Oh, right.
V. : But on this most auspicious of nights, permit me then, in lieu of the more commonplace soubriquet, to suggest the character of this dramatis persona. Voila! In view humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the “vox populi” now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin, van guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition.
The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.
Verily this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honour to meet you and you may call me V.
Evey: Are you like a crazy person?
V. : I’m quite sure they will say so.

i dk, a few days ago i arrived from London, the huge Big Ben and all that stuff were left behind as i was in the plane.
and when arrived in the hot Argentina, and saw one of my friends, my dearest comic boy, Dam, gave me a letter. yeah a letter. As i was reading it i saw a drawing he made.... the Big Ben in 3010.. and the V sign. I remembered...


The glorious speech V made...
the alliteration of the V word. and his ilussion of putting a bomb under the houses of Parlament..

my name starts with V... shouldn't i do the same as V wanted? hahaha not anymore.


anyways, i <3 his speech rlly.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uW6HbZXI9Y0
if u havn't seen it.