Post by brion on Nov 20, 2005 13:31:02 GMT -5
:inside the kingdom of rats, the lord of pain rules over all. we find ourselves back inside the old abandoned hospital and see that misery is peering inside a room. the room itself has padded walls and is covered with the markings of a madman. faded bible verses and song lyrics are side by side on the walls and misery almost looks to be in a sort of trance. laying in a far corner of the dusty room we see something that is completely out of place. a teddy bear.:
misery - this is the room where misery began. where i leapt into life. in this room a man was reborn into a god.
:misery steps away from the room and slowly closes the door. at no time did he ever try to actually step foot into the room itself.:
misery - his name was never recorded. he just arrived here at the hospital one day. your classic john doe. he was quickly labeled a paranoid schizophrenic by the doctors and tossed into this tiny room. for years all he scribbled on those walls never talking to anyone but god. always asking for forgiveness. then....a strange sequence of events happened and the man was suddenly free. released into a corrupt and uncaring world. a society where people like himself were all but forgotten about. tossed away like garbage. from that wrecked mind came...misery.
:misery walks down the hallway and in the background we see his followers shuffling along with him. this is their first time to their lords birthplace and it has a sobering effect on them.:
misery - but enough about that story. let us speak of the fool who calls himself mirage. the man who would be king. you make claims that i ruined your life. that i took everything you had and destroyed it. if that is the case then...get over it. life child is cold and uncaring. if i had a hand in your misery then i can almost understand why you're so infatuated with me. perhaps you were a lost soul who wanted my love? the comfort of misery? did you come to me only to be turned away? if so there can be only one reason why. i saw you for what you are. weak. pathetic. laughable. i suspect that you were turned away from the kingdom of rats and it ate at you like a cancer. so what did you do? you set up shop in your little bat cave with kar, bio, technique and the rest of your little goof troop.
:misery stops and peers into another room. he sighs and continues on his little tour.:
misery - but let's be honest mirage. let us peel away our masks so to say and reveal what really is at the heart of this little disagreement between us. jealousy. you're jealous that the entire roster of napw belive you to be a poor mans misery. a fraud. i will agree...you're a freak. but not in the way you so desperately want to be. you're a freak in the same sense that a stalker or pervert is a freak. you show me your face and bitch and moan about the cards i have supposedly dealt you. as if i would even care. you're a bug to me mirage. a annoying little insect about to be squashed.
:misery comes to the end of the hallway and pushes open a heavy metal door. inside we see several of his followers standing around a metal table. laying on the table is a young man strapped down securely.:
misery - shock therapy. how i miss this place. (to the men standing in the room) is it ready?
:they nod and quickly back away as misery walks over to the control panel.:
misery - on the table is a follower of mine. one who wanted to leave. as you can see from the blood and tears on his face his mask had to be removed. he no longer deserves to be known as misery. now he is simply...john doe. i'll admit that sometimes a few of my followers are mislead and want to leave. so i let them. in my own special way.
Man On The Table - Please let me go! I swear to God that I won't tell the police what's going on out in your little dump. Just...Please don't do this.
:misery reaches over and strokes the young mans hair:
misery - (quietly) i know you won't child....
:the man strapped down starts to cry and blubber.:
Man On The Table - Why don't you tell these people who you really are? Why don't you tell them what your name really is...
:misery turns a knob and thousands of volts of electricity course through the man. he screams and urinates on himself. after a moment of watching the man writhe in pain, misery turns the machine off. the man's eyes have rolled up into his head and he's rambling incoherently.:
misery - it still works. after all these years. mirage, i've reserved this table for you. i do belive you need some intensive counseling. you think you know misery and suffering? child you have no idea.
Man On The Table - (pleading) Doctor...Please....
:misery zaps him again and the followers simply watch on like lifeless dummies.:
misery - (quietly) such fun we'll have mirage. such misery.
:in the kingdom of rats, the lord of pain rules over all.:
misery - this is the room where misery began. where i leapt into life. in this room a man was reborn into a god.
:misery steps away from the room and slowly closes the door. at no time did he ever try to actually step foot into the room itself.:
misery - his name was never recorded. he just arrived here at the hospital one day. your classic john doe. he was quickly labeled a paranoid schizophrenic by the doctors and tossed into this tiny room. for years all he scribbled on those walls never talking to anyone but god. always asking for forgiveness. then....a strange sequence of events happened and the man was suddenly free. released into a corrupt and uncaring world. a society where people like himself were all but forgotten about. tossed away like garbage. from that wrecked mind came...misery.
:misery walks down the hallway and in the background we see his followers shuffling along with him. this is their first time to their lords birthplace and it has a sobering effect on them.:
misery - but enough about that story. let us speak of the fool who calls himself mirage. the man who would be king. you make claims that i ruined your life. that i took everything you had and destroyed it. if that is the case then...get over it. life child is cold and uncaring. if i had a hand in your misery then i can almost understand why you're so infatuated with me. perhaps you were a lost soul who wanted my love? the comfort of misery? did you come to me only to be turned away? if so there can be only one reason why. i saw you for what you are. weak. pathetic. laughable. i suspect that you were turned away from the kingdom of rats and it ate at you like a cancer. so what did you do? you set up shop in your little bat cave with kar, bio, technique and the rest of your little goof troop.
:misery stops and peers into another room. he sighs and continues on his little tour.:
misery - but let's be honest mirage. let us peel away our masks so to say and reveal what really is at the heart of this little disagreement between us. jealousy. you're jealous that the entire roster of napw belive you to be a poor mans misery. a fraud. i will agree...you're a freak. but not in the way you so desperately want to be. you're a freak in the same sense that a stalker or pervert is a freak. you show me your face and bitch and moan about the cards i have supposedly dealt you. as if i would even care. you're a bug to me mirage. a annoying little insect about to be squashed.
:misery comes to the end of the hallway and pushes open a heavy metal door. inside we see several of his followers standing around a metal table. laying on the table is a young man strapped down securely.:
misery - shock therapy. how i miss this place. (to the men standing in the room) is it ready?
:they nod and quickly back away as misery walks over to the control panel.:
misery - on the table is a follower of mine. one who wanted to leave. as you can see from the blood and tears on his face his mask had to be removed. he no longer deserves to be known as misery. now he is simply...john doe. i'll admit that sometimes a few of my followers are mislead and want to leave. so i let them. in my own special way.
Man On The Table - Please let me go! I swear to God that I won't tell the police what's going on out in your little dump. Just...Please don't do this.
:misery reaches over and strokes the young mans hair:
misery - (quietly) i know you won't child....
:the man strapped down starts to cry and blubber.:
Man On The Table - Why don't you tell these people who you really are? Why don't you tell them what your name really is...
:misery turns a knob and thousands of volts of electricity course through the man. he screams and urinates on himself. after a moment of watching the man writhe in pain, misery turns the machine off. the man's eyes have rolled up into his head and he's rambling incoherently.:
misery - it still works. after all these years. mirage, i've reserved this table for you. i do belive you need some intensive counseling. you think you know misery and suffering? child you have no idea.
Man On The Table - (pleading) Doctor...Please....
:misery zaps him again and the followers simply watch on like lifeless dummies.:
misery - (quietly) such fun we'll have mirage. such misery.
:in the kingdom of rats, the lord of pain rules over all.: