THAT MAN PUT HIMSELF IN HIS OWN PROMO. THAT'S SOME STAN LEE ISH.
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Arizona Ice Tea in left, mega sized honey bun in his right. Dio Muerte is found in a Family Dollar, waiting in the back of a long line. As time grows, slow progression is made, weakening his patience. The people stand in line, almost without life. Dio Muerte The hell is this?
A young African American hears the commotion. Clerk Sir, please calm down.
Dio Muerte Calm down? Calm down? No, you calm down. You shut up. You listen. You watch me take my items and skip these stupid pawns, that you call people. They're all brain dead and they're in front of me?
Clerk Sir, they got here before you.
Dio Muerte Of course. Or is that I've been too passive?
Clerk What? Passive? No one's taking advantage of you.
Dio Muerte Of course not, they're already in the front, look at them. I allowed them to be there. They're going to the back, they're stuck at the front. I stand here stuck in yesterday. Yes, I did change, my physical presence and my patience. But, look at the placement of my feet. LOOK AT EM!
Clerk They're boots.
Dio Muerte See, you're just looking at them. Not looking at em.
Clerk You said look at the feet. You didn't to look at it figuratively.
Dio Muerte That's exactly why you're in front of the line, now isn't it.
Clerk I'm here because I work here. Notice the name tag and official employee uniform.
The snide remark sparks the rage in Dio Muerte Dio Muerte You're the last person to be acting smart. Just because you're in front of the line doesn't make you any smart then me. You just had your foot in the (BLEEP)ing door when you were (BLEEP)ing needed. If your (BLEEP)ing boss says jump or be fired you will (BLEEP)ing jump! If your (BLEEP)ing boss says walk down the street in a (BLEEP)ing hot pink thong you will do it, just so you can get that (BLEEP)ing raise.
Clerk Sir I'm as mad as you, I understand you. I feel it too. The day goes by and you feel like you're going no where I feel it too. I use snide remarks. Therefore, profanity is not necessary.
Dio Muerte Of course not, lets all be peachy clean and act like there is nothing going on this world. Lets act like it's all fine. GUESS WHAT? SAG voted me worst actor every (BLEEP)ing year, bitch! I curse because I can curse. I curse because I'm fed up with people like you. I'm fed the (BLEEP) up with these pawns. I want to be the (BLEEP)ing queen. I've paid my (BLEEP)ing dues and then triple fold. You just placed your foot there and was used as the sacrificial lamb. The pawn I say, you're being used by the queens, so they'll look good. So what he hell does that make me?
Clerk I don't know?
The intensity in his voice decreases. Dio Muerte Me neither. I just know this makes me worst then the pawns. They're actually getting somewhere in life, some type of recognition.
Clerk Then who really is the pawn?
Dio Muerte I guess the answer would be me, right?
Clerk Yeah, it would be.
Dio Muerte No, idiot. I was the checker piece the whole time. You think I'd play their game? If I did, I would be winning. I never placed my foot once on the chess board. And, oh yeah, I'm one triple hop away from being kinged.
Dio Muerte walks out of the store with his stolen goods. No one says anything, the clerk follows him out of the store. Clerk You're paying for that?
Dio Muerte Yeah, I paid too much actually, but, I'll let you keep the change.
Clerk Sir, I'll let you off this time, because I understood you and I felt what you were saying. I admit, I was wrong, profanity is necessary. Being aggressive is the answer.
Dio Muerte You speak it, why not live it?
Clerk I can't. I work there, and yes I am a pawn because I don't have the recourses to be a queen. Dude, I still live with my parents. I don't even have a car. The hell do you expect from a 15 year old?
Dio Muerte I feel you there. Then just stick it out for three more years or find an outlet and keep using that outlet till the power goes out.
Clerk Yeah, I do have one.
Dio Muerte So, what's your name?
Clerk JP.
Dio Muerte JP, you got much to learn, remember that one.
JP I don't doubt it. And thanks for the talk, I gotta get back to work.
Dio Muerte No problem, and expect another visit.
JP Straight. Peace, man.
Both men walk in opposite direction. JP, entering the store. Dio Muerte awaits on the bus stop. He begins to feast on his honey bun. Dio Muerte Jump number one and two. Chad Kurtis and Murcielago. I want in. Let me in, or...
You don't want to know what happens after or.
Dio Muerte jumps out of his seat and takes a fist to the camera.
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