The Immortan. A king, a conqueror? Or another violent warlord, exerting control over whatever he can get his greedy hands upon? He sounds like a Harkonnen.
And so you shall. It's in your name. Fury, Furiosa.
A god who tamed the sun and controls the water if he's to be believed.
[ She does not, but she still dutifully plays the part of a dedicated warrior. ]
I shall. A name from my mother, so I'll be her vengeance. Her Fury.
[ But if Alia feels like taking a peek inside Furiosa's mind, it's not her mother she imagines pressing her forehead against, but a man, bloodied and exhausted. His Fury too, apparently. ]
He sounds VERY like a Harkonnen. They own the planets and stars and still slobber and hunger for more.
My mother says I named myself and whispered it to her from within. I can't remember that part. What was she like? Your mother?
[Alia is, of course, touching her consciousness to Furiosa's, a subtle sensation, like standing in the sun, but she receives the impression due to it's strength, it's fervent emotion.]
She underwent a ritual, where she gained the knowledge of many thousands of Reverend Mothers, the highest position in our Sisterhood. It's a brutal, painful process that kills many who attempt it.
But I was growing inside her, so I underwent it as well. It's an abomination for a child to take on the Other Memory.
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Before you came here?
You're ferocious enough to make any captors regret taking you.
But if you were only a child, that's different.
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The Immortan is not the one who took me, but he owns me now.
He owns all of the Wastes.
The most freedom I can get is as one of his warriors.
If I challenge him, I'd get a fate worse than death.
But I plan to make the man who took me regret it for the rest of his existence.
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Or another violent warlord, exerting control over whatever he can get his greedy hands upon?
He sounds like a Harkonnen.
And so you shall. It's in your name.
Fury, Furiosa.
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[ She does not, but she still dutifully plays the part of a dedicated warrior. ]
I shall.
A name from my mother, so I'll be her vengeance. Her Fury.
[ But if Alia feels like taking a peek inside Furiosa's mind, it's not her mother she imagines pressing her forehead against, but a man, bloodied and exhausted. His Fury too, apparently. ]
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My mother says I named myself and whispered it to her from within. I can't remember that part.
What was she like? Your mother?
[Alia is, of course, touching her consciousness to Furiosa's, a subtle sensation, like standing in the sun, but she receives the impression due to it's strength, it's fervent emotion.]
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[ And it's a point of pride for Furiosa, even now. ]
Fierce. Unbelievably brave and valiant, even in her last moments.
Mary was her name.
What is your mother like?
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She named you well.
Complex. She and I are the same, and I think she loathed that fact, once I was old enough to understand it.
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Why would she loathe it?
Wouldn't she want you to be like her?
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But I was growing inside her, so I underwent it as well. It's an abomination for a child to take on the Other Memory.
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It's given me tremendous power.
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Holding back your blood does seem tremendous right now.