Post by Possum Person GFX on Jun 9, 2007 21:35:35 GMT -5
The scene begins in a hallway, painted white, which is why the walls are now a dull grey without any lights. We slowly move toward a black door, slightly open, with a dim glow pulsing into the corridor. As we get closer to the light, we begin to hear sounds from inside. A voice talking to someone or something perversely.
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~Wow… oh yeah… you know I like when you do that… yes faster... oh yes I love them juicy… yes, yes, yes!
We are now right in front of the door. We cautiously open the door; the hinges make a horrible squeal. As we look into the room, there is a TV and a man in a large lazy boy recliner. The man quickly turns to look at us; it is XVI’s new talent Bryan Variety. He doesn’t seem pleased with the intrusions. Looking past the man, to the TV, we can see there is a woman chopping tomatoes with a large cooking knife. Looking back toward the chair, the man is no longer in the chair. The camera searches the room and there is nothing but darkness. The camera turns in a one-eighty and there is still nothing but the dull grey walls of the previous corridor. The camera turns back into the room, but instead of a small dark room with a television on a cooking channel, the Shooting Star Bryan Variety obstructs our vision. He seems suspicious of the camera. He examines the camera as well as its holder. He then looks above the camera to the man who is operating it.
~Bryan Variety~
…What are you doing here? Is it so hard to get some privacy while watching my favorite show?
He begins walking over to the television set. He makes it half way and then he addresses the cameraman over his shoulder.
~Bryan Variety~
Well as long as you are here, what can I help you with?
He switches the television off, and the room goes pitch black. We can only see Bryan’s shadow as he moves across the room and then back toward the camera. His head moves slowly into view from underneath the camera. His head now covers the camera, and then a light comes from underneath Bryan’s chin and it illuminates his face almost eerily. He smirks and looks into the camera.
~Bryan Variety~
Velcome to my castle, vont you join me for dinner? Mwahahahahahaha!
He begins to actually laugh, he back up from the camera and holds his side as he laughs. He bends over and almost falls down. Then he makes his way to the wall still bent and in hysterics. He flips on the lights and the room comes to life. The walls are all a bright green with a perfectly white carpet. He makes his way back to the camera wiping the tears from his eyes. He looks at the man holding the camera and smiles.
~Bryan Variety~
I’m just messing with you; I don’t want you to have dinner with me. So really, what do you want? If it’s anything about my match in XVI, then don’t bother even asking, I don’t feel like talking about it. If I start talking about my match with Rachel now, I’m likely to be assaulted by the feminist party. Honestly, if I say I am going to kick her ass, the women hate me, if I say I’m going to try not to hurt her, the women are going to hate me. Hell even if I say, I am going to lie down and let her win; the women are still going to hate me. Therefore, I would rather just not talk about it…
He puts his hand to his chin and looks to the ceiling. He then frowns and looks back into the camera.
~Bryan Variety~
There’s really no winning this match Hell if I weren’t so damn good looking, I would be a single man until I’m in my deathbed. Now if that’s all I would like to get back to my show.
He turns off the lights and the television, the woman is now frying the tomatoes. The camera exits the room as Bryan slumps into the recliner. While we travel back down the hall way, we can hear Bryan talking to the television once again.
~Bryan Variety~
Oh yeah that’s hot…
We can hear the camera’s operator sigh as he shuts the camera off. [/center][/i]
