Post by Dio Muerte on Feb 14, 2007 21:13:24 GMT -5
The world seemed to move slower. Everything. From the way the people were breathing, to the way the milk hit the bowl, to photosynthesis.
The clouds were absent from the day and the sun was nowhere to be found and yet it was day.
Something was wrong. Something was critically off.
People had all something wasn't right, but, no one dare to ask.
Scientist had nothing to say.
Philosophers had nothing to say.
The newspaper had nothing to say.
It couldn't be explained, no rational explanation had come to mind.
So they all shut up.
This had been an enigma stronger than the egg or the chicken. Stronger than how did we get here.
Time now had completely come to and end.
People, plants, animals, all now had been chronologically frozen. They were still alive at the same time not. Time had preserved there bodies.
What was the reason for this? Did god make a mistake? Or maybe this wasn't a botch? Is he coming down? Is this the judgment day?
Or has god reached his limit, was he now bored with this world and moved on.
Time had now moved back.
The clocks went from 8:08 to 8:07. Then that simple minute went back five, then ten, then thirty, then a whole hour. That hour advanced to two, than three, than twelve, then to a whole day. It continued and reached a stop at Cold Snap.
The events of Dio losing to Sam continued to replay.
"ONE
TWO
THREE
"ONE
TWO
THREE
"ONE
TWO
THREE
"ONE
TWO
THREE
"ONE
TWO
THREE
As it repeated it grew louder and louder and LOUDER AND LOUDER AND LOUDER AND LOUDER
It was no longer bearable. It was no longer audio-able.
That simple ONE TWO THREE sounded like a gunshot.
But one seems unaffected. He must be deaf. But a deaf man would be able to hear this. Just the vibration enough to lift an elephant.
But one seems unaffected. He must not be a supernatural being.
Dio Muerte See what happens when you win, Sammy?
DO YOU SEE?
Time (BLEEP)s up.
THE WORLD (BLEEP)S UP
I SAID (BLEEP)S UP.
IT ALL (BLEEP)S UP.
You (BLEEP) it all up.
Every last bit of it!
Not just a little bit, not a tiny bit.
THE WHOLE DAMN WORLD.
You (BLEEP)ed up so bad, my bat isn't even here.
DAMN!
I'm normally an easy going guy. But you really stepped over the line, pal. You know that, right? You know that you (BLEEP)ED UP.
It could had been all peachy clean. I would had won. You went home, make a promo bitching about it. Whatever the deal is.
But you had to win.
Seriously.
What the (BLEEP) mate?
Fades
The clouds were absent from the day and the sun was nowhere to be found and yet it was day.
Something was wrong. Something was critically off.
People had all something wasn't right, but, no one dare to ask.
Scientist had nothing to say.
Philosophers had nothing to say.
The newspaper had nothing to say.
It couldn't be explained, no rational explanation had come to mind.
So they all shut up.
This had been an enigma stronger than the egg or the chicken. Stronger than how did we get here.
Time now had completely come to and end.
People, plants, animals, all now had been chronologically frozen. They were still alive at the same time not. Time had preserved there bodies.
What was the reason for this? Did god make a mistake? Or maybe this wasn't a botch? Is he coming down? Is this the judgment day?
Or has god reached his limit, was he now bored with this world and moved on.
Time had now moved back.
The clocks went from 8:08 to 8:07. Then that simple minute went back five, then ten, then thirty, then a whole hour. That hour advanced to two, than three, than twelve, then to a whole day. It continued and reached a stop at Cold Snap.
The events of Dio losing to Sam continued to replay.
"ONE
TWO
THREE
"ONE
TWO
THREE
"ONE
TWO
THREE
"ONE
TWO
THREE
"ONE
TWO
THREE
As it repeated it grew louder and louder and LOUDER AND LOUDER AND LOUDER AND LOUDER
It was no longer bearable. It was no longer audio-able.
That simple ONE TWO THREE sounded like a gunshot.
But one seems unaffected. He must be deaf. But a deaf man would be able to hear this. Just the vibration enough to lift an elephant.
But one seems unaffected. He must not be a supernatural being.
Dio Muerte See what happens when you win, Sammy?
DO YOU SEE?
Time (BLEEP)s up.
THE WORLD (BLEEP)S UP
I SAID (BLEEP)S UP.
IT ALL (BLEEP)S UP.
You (BLEEP) it all up.
Every last bit of it!
Not just a little bit, not a tiny bit.
THE WHOLE DAMN WORLD.
You (BLEEP)ed up so bad, my bat isn't even here.
DAMN!
I'm normally an easy going guy. But you really stepped over the line, pal. You know that, right? You know that you (BLEEP)ED UP.
It could had been all peachy clean. I would had won. You went home, make a promo bitching about it. Whatever the deal is.
But you had to win.
Seriously.
What the (BLEEP) mate?
Fades