Post by Dio Muerte on Apr 4, 2007 0:18:24 GMT -5
Zoomed into a dollar store on a cloudy day. Thunder rocks the atmosphere, brightening the screen, then abandoning it so it can return to it's original state. The Dollar store doors slide away from each other. There he is. The enigma, the masked freak. An Arizona green tea rests in his left pocket and he holds his wooden bat in his right hand. He now takes hold the camera with his left hand. He now walks with the camera and speaks.
Dio Muerte David Banks. The Chairman. Really a chair. You think a CHAIR, will make a difference to my BAT?! The bat can impale a chair, like a glass shard does the skin, leaving it in a bandages, wrapping around the ribs and turning that wound into scar tissue in a matter of weeks with resting. Yes, but, karma does always return the gift with the recite, so the cycle doesn't end. And WAR IS BORN! The opposition stays neutral, but, he didn't FORGET! NEVER!? A memory so wise!
He now places the bat under his left armpit, brining the camera closer to his face, so he's able to open the Arizona can and take two large sips.
Dio Muerte You see now, Scar tissue is just skin, me, no disadvantage. You, disadvantages face you from over the place. Like a foreign child being placed in a public school and having to take a state within two months. Lacking the basic skills of reading and writing in English. I'm from Florida, shit like that happens all the time. You won't be any special. You'll fail just like the rest of them. Horribly. The test will come to you.
He takes two more large sips.
Dio Muerte "It's upside down." Quick! The time is closing in. Ten Minute warning. YOU'RE STILL AT QUESTION ONE! "It makes no sense to me!" The end is near. You fail, the school does. The school is an F school! NO! Mission failed! Are you stupid? No, you just don't understand. Don't understand shit!
He now takes three large sips.
Dio Muerte Symbols don't need to be attached to drum sets. THEY DON'T?! Weird, right? You were always raised that way. It's suppose to be force fed to you. You want the rice to be on the fork and mommy airplane rides it into your mouth? Never had to work for shit. Uphill battles are foreign to you. WELL I GUESS I'M EXPLAINING IT TO YOU?! Now aren't I? It takes away all the damn fun. All of it. And I would be contradicting the lesson that I'm trying to teach you.
He goes to take a sip, but, it's empty. Damn! He flips the can upside, just a few drops escape. Muerte crushes the can where he was previously stabbed. Doesn't seem to bother him. He places the camera on the curb at an angle. You're only able to see arms, the bat and the sky. Dio tosses the crushed can into the air and catches with the bat. A HOME RUN! He stops walking and stands on that curb.
Dio Muerte Now, I'm not saying an aluminum can, can be compared to a steel chair. It just depends on the user. If you're the user, the effects will be similar to that of a can. A CAN! Meaning, a chair isn't enough for me. Nothing ever is. You won't be able to put me down. I'm one of those inflatable clowns that you would punch around as a child. It would never stay down man! NEVER! When we meet Tuesday, I'm not staying down. The ground and I, we're both magnets. We're SIMILAR ENDS! North and North, South and South. You get it, or do you need a life line?
He picks up the camera crosses the street. The light is still green though! Traffic stops him and the drivers begin to release verbal attacks. He pays no mind.
Dio Muerte Wait! Do either one of us know what a Chair vs Bat match is? So you know what, let me write the rules and regulation. A chair is all you can use. A bat is all I can use. We can modify our weapons to our hearts content. Set it on fire, or wrap it around in bar wire or both. It doesn't matter. As long as your using a chair and I'm using a bat, it's all legal. But, you can only use your designated weapon. Or, it's a DQ. Got it?
The home run hitter goes for a second turn at bat. He tosses the camera up, the screen reaches closer to the sky then further away followed by.....
Snow
Dio Muerte David Banks. The Chairman. Really a chair. You think a CHAIR, will make a difference to my BAT?! The bat can impale a chair, like a glass shard does the skin, leaving it in a bandages, wrapping around the ribs and turning that wound into scar tissue in a matter of weeks with resting. Yes, but, karma does always return the gift with the recite, so the cycle doesn't end. And WAR IS BORN! The opposition stays neutral, but, he didn't FORGET! NEVER!? A memory so wise!
He now places the bat under his left armpit, brining the camera closer to his face, so he's able to open the Arizona can and take two large sips.
Dio Muerte You see now, Scar tissue is just skin, me, no disadvantage. You, disadvantages face you from over the place. Like a foreign child being placed in a public school and having to take a state within two months. Lacking the basic skills of reading and writing in English. I'm from Florida, shit like that happens all the time. You won't be any special. You'll fail just like the rest of them. Horribly. The test will come to you.
He takes two more large sips.
Dio Muerte "It's upside down." Quick! The time is closing in. Ten Minute warning. YOU'RE STILL AT QUESTION ONE! "It makes no sense to me!" The end is near. You fail, the school does. The school is an F school! NO! Mission failed! Are you stupid? No, you just don't understand. Don't understand shit!
He now takes three large sips.
Dio Muerte Symbols don't need to be attached to drum sets. THEY DON'T?! Weird, right? You were always raised that way. It's suppose to be force fed to you. You want the rice to be on the fork and mommy airplane rides it into your mouth? Never had to work for shit. Uphill battles are foreign to you. WELL I GUESS I'M EXPLAINING IT TO YOU?! Now aren't I? It takes away all the damn fun. All of it. And I would be contradicting the lesson that I'm trying to teach you.
He goes to take a sip, but, it's empty. Damn! He flips the can upside, just a few drops escape. Muerte crushes the can where he was previously stabbed. Doesn't seem to bother him. He places the camera on the curb at an angle. You're only able to see arms, the bat and the sky. Dio tosses the crushed can into the air and catches with the bat. A HOME RUN! He stops walking and stands on that curb.
Dio Muerte Now, I'm not saying an aluminum can, can be compared to a steel chair. It just depends on the user. If you're the user, the effects will be similar to that of a can. A CAN! Meaning, a chair isn't enough for me. Nothing ever is. You won't be able to put me down. I'm one of those inflatable clowns that you would punch around as a child. It would never stay down man! NEVER! When we meet Tuesday, I'm not staying down. The ground and I, we're both magnets. We're SIMILAR ENDS! North and North, South and South. You get it, or do you need a life line?
He picks up the camera crosses the street. The light is still green though! Traffic stops him and the drivers begin to release verbal attacks. He pays no mind.
Dio Muerte Wait! Do either one of us know what a Chair vs Bat match is? So you know what, let me write the rules and regulation. A chair is all you can use. A bat is all I can use. We can modify our weapons to our hearts content. Set it on fire, or wrap it around in bar wire or both. It doesn't matter. As long as your using a chair and I'm using a bat, it's all legal. But, you can only use your designated weapon. Or, it's a DQ. Got it?
The home run hitter goes for a second turn at bat. He tosses the camera up, the screen reaches closer to the sky then further away followed by.....
Snow