Post by prozac on Apr 29, 2007 19:37:41 GMT -5
Scene opens as the sun is slowly rising and shines through the windows of Makaveli's house. It shines into the bedroom where Mak is just waking up still lying in his bed with his eyes closed not wearing anything but his boxers. He stretches and moves to lay on his side. He slowly opens his eyes and comes face to face with Ritalin who is almost nose to nose with him, Ritalin is wearing an all black suit straight swat team style with black paint lines under his eyes…and Ritalin doesn’t know why Ritalin just thinks it makes him look cool also he has by far his most devilish smirk ever on his face. They stare at each other for a moment motionless not even blinking and god only knows what’s going through Mak's mind at this point in time and nobody wants to know what’s going through Ritalin’s corrupted mind. Out of nowhere Ritalin jumps on Mak and sticks a chloroform soaked rag in his face and shouting.
Ritalin:
CHLOROFORM!
Mak struggles with every ounce of strength in his body but the more he struggles the drowsier he gets until he finally passes out from the clorophorm. When Mak finally goes to sleep Ritalin takes the rag off of Mak's nose and mouth and pets him for a moment.
Ritalin:
Good Mak…go sleepy now.
Scene flashes to about an hour later you see The Meds. The room they are in is all black and you can’t see much except for the dim light hanging in the middle of the room. We see Ritalin and Prozac who are arguing and Two unkown guys that we asume are thier friends trying to break that up from fighting. They are almost nose to nose with each other arguing about the whole situation.
Prozac:
WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?
Ritalin:
I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU SAY!
Their tones are filled with anger as they yell at the top of their lungs. It looks like Prozac is arguing with Ritalin about something big. The two start shoving each other as the two friends continue to try to control the situation.
Prozac:
YOU BETTER THINK TWICE ABOUT WHAT YOU’RE DOING HERE!
Ritalin:
LISTEN…HE’S MY BITCH!
Prozac:
NO HE’S MY SLAVE!
The camera pans over and right there under the dim light you can see Mak waking up duct taped to a chair and gagged so he can’t move or speak as he slowly looks up and sees the Meds arguing about him. He squirms violently to try to escape what appears to be an ill-fated future for mak.
Ritalin:
I TOOK THE WHOLE RISK OF BREAKING HIS WINDOW WITHOUT WAKING HIM UP….SNEAKING INTO HIS BEDROOM WHILE HE WAS SLEEPING KNOCKING HIM OUT AND DRAGGING HIS HEAVY ASS OVER HERE AND TIEING HIM TO THE DAMN CHAIR WITHOUT ANYONE SEEING ME AND CALL THE COPS!
Ritalin pushes Prozac back and one of the friends tries to restrain Ritalin but to no effect.
Prozac:
I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU DID. YOU CAN HAVE JAKE.
Ritalin
I DON’T WANT JAKE I LOST ALL MY FUN WITH HIM WHEN I BEAT HIM.
Prozac closes his eyes and takes a deep breath then opens his eyes once again and stares at Ritalin.
Prozac
I have an idea on how to settle this…why don’t we just ask Mak who he thinks should get to keep him?
Ritalin thinks about the proposal for a brief moment before answering.
Ritalin:
FINE!
They walk over to Mak who is still struggling violently to escape.
Ritalin:
Ok look here Mak, now we think you should have a say in this so…who would you rather serve for the rest of your life me or Prozac?
Ritalin yanks off the Tape on Mak's mouth fairly fast.
Mak:
I SWEAR TO GOD ONCE I GET OUT OF THIS CHAIR YOU GUYS ARE DEAD…
Ritalin puts the tape back on Mak's mouth but Mak's muffled screams are still pretty loud
Ritalin/Prozac:
SHUT UP!
The two walk away from Mak again and continue arguing about who will get Mak for a lifetime of servitude.
Friend 1:
I don’t get why you guys are fighting like this…I mean the guy never did anything to you two.
Ritalin/ Prozac:
SHUT UP!
Ritalin:
IM TELLING YOU RIGHT NOW HE’S MINE AND IM WILLING TO FIGHT YOU FOR HIM!
Prozac:
OH YEAH WELL BRING IT ON!
As The Meds begin to throw punches at each other you can see Mak on the other side of the room still struggling to free himself from the chair. He begins to rock the chair back and forth until the chair finally tips over and breaks. All four men heard the noise even over all the screaming and yelling that was going on and they all slowly look over at the remains of the chair that once held Mak captive. After a few seconds of just staring over at the chair you can see Mak slowly rising with a demonic look in his eyes as he glares at all four men. Ritalin and Prozac look at each other then back at Mak and both slowly back step out of the room. Their two friends realized that the Meds were trying to leave them in the room with an extremely pissed off Mak, they run for the door but Ritalin and Prozac slam the big iron door shut as Prozac holds the door closed, Ritalin looks around for something to keep the door shut and he notices that there are a few long pipes on the ground, he runs over and grabs one then run back to the door and wedges it between the door and the wall as the screaming from thier friends get louder and louder from mak Beating the holy hell out of them. After they wedge the pipe on the door and wall they breathe heavily and look at each other for a moment.
Ritalin:
Man…that was close.
Prozac:
Yeah it was….you want to go get some pizza?
Ritalin:
Sure.
Scene fades as the two walk away from the wedged door where you can still hear the screams of pain coming from their friends.
Ritalin:
CHLOROFORM!
Mak struggles with every ounce of strength in his body but the more he struggles the drowsier he gets until he finally passes out from the clorophorm. When Mak finally goes to sleep Ritalin takes the rag off of Mak's nose and mouth and pets him for a moment.
Ritalin:
Good Mak…go sleepy now.
Scene flashes to about an hour later you see The Meds. The room they are in is all black and you can’t see much except for the dim light hanging in the middle of the room. We see Ritalin and Prozac who are arguing and Two unkown guys that we asume are thier friends trying to break that up from fighting. They are almost nose to nose with each other arguing about the whole situation.
Prozac:
WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?
Ritalin:
I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU SAY!
Their tones are filled with anger as they yell at the top of their lungs. It looks like Prozac is arguing with Ritalin about something big. The two start shoving each other as the two friends continue to try to control the situation.
Prozac:
YOU BETTER THINK TWICE ABOUT WHAT YOU’RE DOING HERE!
Ritalin:
LISTEN…HE’S MY BITCH!
Prozac:
NO HE’S MY SLAVE!
The camera pans over and right there under the dim light you can see Mak waking up duct taped to a chair and gagged so he can’t move or speak as he slowly looks up and sees the Meds arguing about him. He squirms violently to try to escape what appears to be an ill-fated future for mak.
Ritalin:
I TOOK THE WHOLE RISK OF BREAKING HIS WINDOW WITHOUT WAKING HIM UP….SNEAKING INTO HIS BEDROOM WHILE HE WAS SLEEPING KNOCKING HIM OUT AND DRAGGING HIS HEAVY ASS OVER HERE AND TIEING HIM TO THE DAMN CHAIR WITHOUT ANYONE SEEING ME AND CALL THE COPS!
Ritalin pushes Prozac back and one of the friends tries to restrain Ritalin but to no effect.
Prozac:
I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU DID. YOU CAN HAVE JAKE.
Ritalin
I DON’T WANT JAKE I LOST ALL MY FUN WITH HIM WHEN I BEAT HIM.
Prozac closes his eyes and takes a deep breath then opens his eyes once again and stares at Ritalin.
Prozac
I have an idea on how to settle this…why don’t we just ask Mak who he thinks should get to keep him?
Ritalin thinks about the proposal for a brief moment before answering.
Ritalin:
FINE!
They walk over to Mak who is still struggling violently to escape.
Ritalin:
Ok look here Mak, now we think you should have a say in this so…who would you rather serve for the rest of your life me or Prozac?
Ritalin yanks off the Tape on Mak's mouth fairly fast.
Mak:
I SWEAR TO GOD ONCE I GET OUT OF THIS CHAIR YOU GUYS ARE DEAD…
Ritalin puts the tape back on Mak's mouth but Mak's muffled screams are still pretty loud
Ritalin/Prozac:
SHUT UP!
The two walk away from Mak again and continue arguing about who will get Mak for a lifetime of servitude.
Friend 1:
I don’t get why you guys are fighting like this…I mean the guy never did anything to you two.
Ritalin/ Prozac:
SHUT UP!
Ritalin:
IM TELLING YOU RIGHT NOW HE’S MINE AND IM WILLING TO FIGHT YOU FOR HIM!
Prozac:
OH YEAH WELL BRING IT ON!
As The Meds begin to throw punches at each other you can see Mak on the other side of the room still struggling to free himself from the chair. He begins to rock the chair back and forth until the chair finally tips over and breaks. All four men heard the noise even over all the screaming and yelling that was going on and they all slowly look over at the remains of the chair that once held Mak captive. After a few seconds of just staring over at the chair you can see Mak slowly rising with a demonic look in his eyes as he glares at all four men. Ritalin and Prozac look at each other then back at Mak and both slowly back step out of the room. Their two friends realized that the Meds were trying to leave them in the room with an extremely pissed off Mak, they run for the door but Ritalin and Prozac slam the big iron door shut as Prozac holds the door closed, Ritalin looks around for something to keep the door shut and he notices that there are a few long pipes on the ground, he runs over and grabs one then run back to the door and wedges it between the door and the wall as the screaming from thier friends get louder and louder from mak Beating the holy hell out of them. After they wedge the pipe on the door and wall they breathe heavily and look at each other for a moment.
Ritalin:
Man…that was close.
Prozac:
Yeah it was….you want to go get some pizza?
Ritalin:
Sure.
Scene fades as the two walk away from the wedged door where you can still hear the screams of pain coming from their friends.