Post by "The New Era Icon" David Calaz on Feb 14, 2007 20:20:47 GMT -5
The scene opens on a small room, a dark room with only one boarded up window with dark satin, tattered curtains torn and full of holes where moths had been biting away at the seems, a door that leads into the room and a chair, old and rusty looking in the center, a certain smell of damp infests this room, as the camera searches though the room you can see that it was once inhabited by a human as pictures of people old and young hang from the wall, some of the pictures are damaged with age some are torn and tattered, the camera looks directly down onto the floor where balls of fresh paper can be seen along with bits of torn old paper more brown in color as the camera makes its way toward one of the corners it stops and lifts its lens and stays still. In this corner is a dark hooded figure, holding and peering as if transfixed on a new looking book, the book has a brown cover that looks almost antique and a red ribbon stuck to the top to divide the pages, the camera zooms in on the figure as it looks up, face half covered by his hood, only his mouth and tip of his nose can be seen the rest under the hood. He calmly begins to speak into the camera...
Genocide, I wanna like you, really I do, your wreckless and strange, just like my heroe's, Raven, Joe Frazier, Jake Roberts, your willing to take three just to get one
Calaz looks down and shakes his head he also starts to snigger, he then pauses for a few seconds and looks back up, letting out a huge sigh
But...but...but...As perhaps the greatest mlitary strategest of all time, Napolion once said, " Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever."
Calaz looks down and clenches his fist, he is breathig heavy, taking deep breaths in and out, still breathing heavily he looks back up
And unfortunately for you, the glory in my future, means extinction in yours, I know its sad, bad choice perhaps, but bad choices don’t seem so bad when were making ‘em
Calaz looks down and slowly combs his hair with his hand, he pauses for a few seconds, still breathing heavily as if out of breathe he looks up
Until you look back and wonder why? Well I stopped wondering when I was twelve, I started hurting people
Calaz put his head into his hand, still breathing heavily he continues sounding slightly upset
Understand me, I want to care, I want to care, but ive done and seen so much, I‘ve hurt and beat and battered not just opponents, but family, friends, even loved one, the caring is a luxury I can no longer afford
He once again combs his hand through his hair, and calms down he then looks back up to the camera and pointing at it with his right index finger he begins to shout down the lens
Understand this, there is no salvation for me, where I‘m going the only way to advance is to cause more pain, inflict more damage, and cause more suffering
He stops shouting and moves his finger away from the camera, he then once again combs his long black hair, he stops shouting and in a more mild manner continues
I know who and what I am, I live a life without illusions but unfortunately illusions are the one thing that comfort us all, I am the living, breathing embodiment of the came rouge
Calaz stares straight into the camera and starts get worked up again, he continues but now he is shouting at the camera
{color=Purple]I am the most ruthless, unforgiving, person on the planet, I am a human cancer, I am a killer and a warrior and a slaughterer of so many soles that even God, Allah and Buddha working overtime are having trouble keeping score[/color]
He places both hands on his head, and begins scratching at his head, he stops shouting and his voice becomes more sympathetic
Genocide I‘m sorry, but some must die so that others may live, I have a legacy to fulfil, and you are standing in the path of my immortality, if I could I would like to comfort you with the words that my evil, abusive adopted father said to me, he said, “This is gonna hurt me, a lot more than its gonna hurt you“, but that would be a lie and we both know it, so Genocide, come February 18th prepare to be terminated, with extreme prejudice because...
He once again puts his head into his hands and sunding sypatetical once again
The camera stays on Calaz for a few seconds before backing up ot of the room, as the or closes the camera looks up to a sign, paint from this sign has dripped down the door giving it a blood like effect, as the camera looks up the door it focuses on the sign, the sign reads, "The Den", the camera stays frozen on this for a few seconds before the scene fades to black
Calaz
Genocide, I wanna like you, really I do, your wreckless and strange, just like my heroe's, Raven, Joe Frazier, Jake Roberts, your willing to take three just to get one
Calaz looks down and shakes his head he also starts to snigger, he then pauses for a few seconds and looks back up, letting out a huge sigh
Calaz
But...but...but...As perhaps the greatest mlitary strategest of all time, Napolion once said, " Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever."
Calaz looks down and clenches his fist, he is breathig heavy, taking deep breaths in and out, still breathing heavily he looks back up
Calaz
And unfortunately for you, the glory in my future, means extinction in yours, I know its sad, bad choice perhaps, but bad choices don’t seem so bad when were making ‘em
Calaz looks down and slowly combs his hair with his hand, he pauses for a few seconds, still breathing heavily as if out of breathe he looks up
Calaz
Until you look back and wonder why? Well I stopped wondering when I was twelve, I started hurting people
Calaz put his head into his hand, still breathing heavily he continues sounding slightly upset
Calaz
Understand me, I want to care, I want to care, but ive done and seen so much, I‘ve hurt and beat and battered not just opponents, but family, friends, even loved one, the caring is a luxury I can no longer afford
He once again combs his hand through his hair, and calms down he then looks back up to the camera and pointing at it with his right index finger he begins to shout down the lens
Calaz
Understand this, there is no salvation for me, where I‘m going the only way to advance is to cause more pain, inflict more damage, and cause more suffering
He stops shouting and moves his finger away from the camera, he then once again combs his long black hair, he stops shouting and in a more mild manner continues
Calaz
I know who and what I am, I live a life without illusions but unfortunately illusions are the one thing that comfort us all, I am the living, breathing embodiment of the came rouge
Calaz stares straight into the camera and starts get worked up again, he continues but now he is shouting at the camera
Calaz
{color=Purple]I am the most ruthless, unforgiving, person on the planet, I am a human cancer, I am a killer and a warrior and a slaughterer of so many soles that even God, Allah and Buddha working overtime are having trouble keeping score[/color]
He places both hands on his head, and begins scratching at his head, he stops shouting and his voice becomes more sympathetic
Calaz
Genocide I‘m sorry, but some must die so that others may live, I have a legacy to fulfil, and you are standing in the path of my immortality, if I could I would like to comfort you with the words that my evil, abusive adopted father said to me, he said, “This is gonna hurt me, a lot more than its gonna hurt you“, but that would be a lie and we both know it, so Genocide, come February 18th prepare to be terminated, with extreme prejudice because...
He once again puts his head into his hands and sunding sypatetical once again
Calaz
[glow=red,2,300]...That's, How it's Done...[/glow]
The camera stays on Calaz for a few seconds before backing up ot of the room, as the or closes the camera looks up to a sign, paint from this sign has dripped down the door giving it a blood like effect, as the camera looks up the door it focuses on the sign, the sign reads, "The Den", the camera stays frozen on this for a few seconds before the scene fades to black
