Post by theminstrel on Dec 18, 2005 18:15:11 GMT -5
[The lights light the way up to the mansion of Marcus Trapier, the gate outside is black with gold handles. A security booth lies inside and there are bushes that line the long drive way up that are now covered with snow. We hear the quiet lull of the defroster keeping our view clear]
[The white gloves on the wheel let us know, who sits next to us. Our cameraman doesn't bother to try to get a glimpse of the man's face, ince is obviously somehow hidden. The gate opens slowly and we can't help, but feel as though we're entering the gates of heaven as we stare up at the size of this gorgeous three story mansion]
[We start to pull in as the security guard at the front gives a nod to the camera and the man driving the car. We see the steam of the man's breath as we pass the security guard]
The Minstrel: Well, someone's clever and orignal, telling their opponents that they're going to need bandages after you beat them up.
The Minstrel: And the award for most charismatic person in the world goes to you, champ.
[He claps letting go of the wheel momentarily while giggling softly]
The Minstrel: That's got to be the greatest thing I've heard since you made your speech about anger and concentration for about the fifteenth time... I'm big, bad, and angry. GRRRRRRRRRRR!!!
[We are now closing in on the front of the house and the mini parking lot that sits in front of the house]
The Minstrel: See, my friend, its apparent that whether you like it or not, my little tricks have driven you off-target because you've spent the whole week talking about yourself.
[Mimicing in deep, slow-talking voice]
The Minstrel: My anger helps me to focus, I owe you for what you've done, I'm angry all the time...
[He chuckles as he pulls the vehicle into a spot in front of the house]
The Minstrel: Sounds like you could use the prozac, my friend. For you see, I'm not angry,I'm just out and out mad. I have no idea where you got the idea that I'm a washed-up actor, but hey I guess my face is one made for Hollywood.
[Himself and the cameraman exit the car, at first look he's wearing a purple suit and hat, a bandana is over his face so we can't see anything other then his eyes]
The Minstrel: And I don't plan on being remembered as a footnote, I'm a headliner. The spotlight is where I belong because I AM the most talented man you've faced, I am the toughest man you've faced, and as you so elegantly put it I am the craziest man you've ever faced. And you my friend are going to give me the gift of immortality when I walk out of MNF and into the New Year undefeated and one step closer to my destiny... The destiny that started on that night...
[The two begin to walk towards the doors of the mansion, first having to walk up a fair amount of steps]
The Minstrel: And Technique, you believe I'm merely a step in the road... HA! You must be insane! You were a step in my road, a step I left weeks ago and now I"ll put you back where you belong along with Ravager; below the Prince Of Laughter. I"ve beaten you once and I beat the man, who's trained you... I won't let you get in the way of my date with destiny.
[He reaches out with his white glove on the door and presses down as he enters]
The Minstrel: If either of you think you can stop this, the joke's on you.
[That maniacal laughter rings in our ears as we shiver at the sound. The evil that is present in it, just is overpowering, you can sense it the shrillness of it]
[Cut Away]
Meanwhile...
[Cut in inside of Marcus Trapier's office, the first thing we see is the gold plated words, "I"ve Been Dead Once Already... It's Very Liberating", above the two massive doors. Panning around we find the man himself sitting at a chair around the coffee table by the large bookshelf on the right side with Doctor Hordem]
[Marcus' hair is slicked back and he has a cigarette in his hand. His suit is powder blue with a yellow tie and white shirt. Doctor Hordem wears a white collared polo shirt and a pair of khakis. He is smoking out of a pipe while rubbing his beard]
Hordem: What time is your friend coming in here?
[Marcus lifts up his left hand looks at his watch]
Trapier: He should be here any moment now.
[The doctor nods his head as he takes another puff off his pipe]
Hordem: How can you trust a man so unstable?
[The doctor says leaning in. Marcus puts his cigarette out in the ashtray. He then reaches into his pocket and pulls out a deck of cards, he takes them out of the box]
Trapier: Its simple, my friend, I hold all the cards when it comes to the man.
Hordem: Hold the cards?
[He repeats this not certain of Trapier's meaning]
Trapier: Well, frankly I love the guy to begin with I'd trust him anyway seeing that he's loyal and does great work... But I know things, I know people, and I know secrets.
[The doctor nods as he removes the pipe from his lips, Marcus begins shuffling the cards]
Hordem: Ah, I see... Or at least I think I do.
[There is still an inquisitive look on his face. Trapier smiles slickly]
Trapier: Birds of the same feather, doctor. I'm not all there myself.
[He giggles as the doctor grins rather uncomfortably]
Hordem: Well, then why did you bring me here?
[Marcus shakes his head "no"]
Trapier: He wanted you here.
[Hordem gets up from the table abruptly, appearing very nervous]
Hordem: What?!
[He looks to the door, nervously. Marcus just continues to shuffle the cards, relaxed]
Hordem: What does he want?
[Marcus shrugs]
Hordem: Well, I'm not sticking around to find out. Good day, Mr. Trapier.
[Marcus smiles widely as the Doctor heads for the door]
[Cut away]
[Cut back in outside a pair of very large wooden doors, the left door swings open and there stands Doctor Hordem about to exit Marcus Trapier's office. His face in shock]
The Minstrel: Is there a doctor in the house?
[He backs away slightly]
Doctor: What?
[Cut away]
[The white gloves on the wheel let us know, who sits next to us. Our cameraman doesn't bother to try to get a glimpse of the man's face, ince is obviously somehow hidden. The gate opens slowly and we can't help, but feel as though we're entering the gates of heaven as we stare up at the size of this gorgeous three story mansion]
[We start to pull in as the security guard at the front gives a nod to the camera and the man driving the car. We see the steam of the man's breath as we pass the security guard]
The Minstrel: Well, someone's clever and orignal, telling their opponents that they're going to need bandages after you beat them up.
The Minstrel: And the award for most charismatic person in the world goes to you, champ.
[He claps letting go of the wheel momentarily while giggling softly]
The Minstrel: That's got to be the greatest thing I've heard since you made your speech about anger and concentration for about the fifteenth time... I'm big, bad, and angry. GRRRRRRRRRRR!!!
[We are now closing in on the front of the house and the mini parking lot that sits in front of the house]
The Minstrel: See, my friend, its apparent that whether you like it or not, my little tricks have driven you off-target because you've spent the whole week talking about yourself.
[Mimicing in deep, slow-talking voice]
The Minstrel: My anger helps me to focus, I owe you for what you've done, I'm angry all the time...
[He chuckles as he pulls the vehicle into a spot in front of the house]
The Minstrel: Sounds like you could use the prozac, my friend. For you see, I'm not angry,I'm just out and out mad. I have no idea where you got the idea that I'm a washed-up actor, but hey I guess my face is one made for Hollywood.
[Himself and the cameraman exit the car, at first look he's wearing a purple suit and hat, a bandana is over his face so we can't see anything other then his eyes]
The Minstrel: And I don't plan on being remembered as a footnote, I'm a headliner. The spotlight is where I belong because I AM the most talented man you've faced, I am the toughest man you've faced, and as you so elegantly put it I am the craziest man you've ever faced. And you my friend are going to give me the gift of immortality when I walk out of MNF and into the New Year undefeated and one step closer to my destiny... The destiny that started on that night...
[The two begin to walk towards the doors of the mansion, first having to walk up a fair amount of steps]
The Minstrel: And Technique, you believe I'm merely a step in the road... HA! You must be insane! You were a step in my road, a step I left weeks ago and now I"ll put you back where you belong along with Ravager; below the Prince Of Laughter. I"ve beaten you once and I beat the man, who's trained you... I won't let you get in the way of my date with destiny.
[He reaches out with his white glove on the door and presses down as he enters]
The Minstrel: If either of you think you can stop this, the joke's on you.
[That maniacal laughter rings in our ears as we shiver at the sound. The evil that is present in it, just is overpowering, you can sense it the shrillness of it]
[Cut Away]
Meanwhile...
[Cut in inside of Marcus Trapier's office, the first thing we see is the gold plated words, "I"ve Been Dead Once Already... It's Very Liberating", above the two massive doors. Panning around we find the man himself sitting at a chair around the coffee table by the large bookshelf on the right side with Doctor Hordem]
[Marcus' hair is slicked back and he has a cigarette in his hand. His suit is powder blue with a yellow tie and white shirt. Doctor Hordem wears a white collared polo shirt and a pair of khakis. He is smoking out of a pipe while rubbing his beard]
Hordem: What time is your friend coming in here?
[Marcus lifts up his left hand looks at his watch]
Trapier: He should be here any moment now.
[The doctor nods his head as he takes another puff off his pipe]
Hordem: How can you trust a man so unstable?
[The doctor says leaning in. Marcus puts his cigarette out in the ashtray. He then reaches into his pocket and pulls out a deck of cards, he takes them out of the box]
Trapier: Its simple, my friend, I hold all the cards when it comes to the man.
Hordem: Hold the cards?
[He repeats this not certain of Trapier's meaning]
Trapier: Well, frankly I love the guy to begin with I'd trust him anyway seeing that he's loyal and does great work... But I know things, I know people, and I know secrets.
[The doctor nods as he removes the pipe from his lips, Marcus begins shuffling the cards]
Hordem: Ah, I see... Or at least I think I do.
[There is still an inquisitive look on his face. Trapier smiles slickly]
Trapier: Birds of the same feather, doctor. I'm not all there myself.
[He giggles as the doctor grins rather uncomfortably]
Hordem: Well, then why did you bring me here?
[Marcus shakes his head "no"]
Trapier: He wanted you here.
[Hordem gets up from the table abruptly, appearing very nervous]
Hordem: What?!
[He looks to the door, nervously. Marcus just continues to shuffle the cards, relaxed]
Hordem: What does he want?
[Marcus shrugs]
Hordem: Well, I'm not sticking around to find out. Good day, Mr. Trapier.
[Marcus smiles widely as the Doctor heads for the door]
[Cut away]
[Cut back in outside a pair of very large wooden doors, the left door swings open and there stands Doctor Hordem about to exit Marcus Trapier's office. His face in shock]
The Minstrel: Is there a doctor in the house?
[He backs away slightly]
Doctor: What?
[Cut away]