Post by Maniac on Sept 18, 2010 13:54:37 GMT -6
"You don't like me Robert?"[/color]
{ Slowly, Maniac's mask comes into focus. }
"And here I thought we were just starting to get close... hehehehehe..."[/color]
{ He shakes his head and lowers it slightly, but his eyes stay locked on us. }
"Truly it's a shame you don't like me Robert, I really wanted us to be friends, to be like the brother's you always wanted us to be. I guess that will never come to pass now. No... We are bound to fight each other until the end of our days... And I'm just fine with that."
"What I'm not fine with is this mask you've decided to wear this week..."[/color]
{ His eyes glimmer in the darkness, catching the hilarity of the chosen metaphor. }
"What happened to the Robert we've seen grow before our eyes these last few months? The Robert who kissed and made up with all his enemies, who tried ever so hard to earn the respect of the fans and his peers? Where is the Robert who tapped out to Falcon and shook his hand afterward? Where is my baby brother and who is this man who has taken his place?"
"Who are you?"
"I do not know you."
"You are simply a mask, hiding the true face of Rob Diamond. Hiding the scared little brother who is about to take on the monster of his nightmares. You cannot lie to me. I know you. Better than you know yourself. I. Made. You."
"So do not lie to me. Do not tell me what your going to do. I already know. Your wasting you time. Wasting everyone's time. Your nothing Robert but my shadow. A poor impersonation of the being known as Maniac, and now that I have returned, everyone can see you for who you are, what you tried to be and how miserably you have failed."
"Time to crawl back into the hole. Time to disappear. Time to once again become a hidden part of my past."
"Rob Diamond dies this Sunday."[/color]
{ He twists his head slightly and lets out a low growl. }
"Listen to me carefully Robert. Drop the act."
"Come to the ring this Sunday with the fire you once had."
"It wasn't so long ago you were feared."
"As I once was."
"Your star was rising, your accolades growing, you were becoming a legend..."
"And what are you now?"
"You took the criticism to heart. Listened too intently to what others thought of you. You changed your entire image because of them."
"What did it get you?"
"Where did it take you?"
"You woke me up for a reason Robert, because you no longer love who you are. You no longer want to be here. You've done something so horrible that you can not live with yourself another moment. I understand Robert. And I will do what you brought me here to do. Because I'm your brother. And because you failed me. But I don't want to crush the whiny little insect you've shown me this week. NO! I WANT THE REAL ROB DIAMOND! And I want him in that ring Robert. I want him Sunday. You bring him to me, you give me the red hot passion you once carried in your heart so I can extinguish the flame of a real champion and not some cry baby BITCH!"[/color]
{ He takes the camera in both hands and removes it from the tri pod, bringing it as close to his mask as possible, his breathe begins to fog the lens. }
"This life is meaningless Robert... Know this. Understand this. What you have here will not come with you to the next life... All you have... Is all you are... Dream like you will live forever... Live like you will die today.... That's all you can do..."[/color]
{ You can detect the slightest tone of sadness in his voice as he lowers the camera. }
"It's do or die... Will you chose to live?"[/color]
{ Fade. }
{ Chris walked down the steps into his basement. He reached the bottom, his breathe almost visible as he reached out for the light switch. }
*Click*
{ But nothing happened. He sighed as he looked around in the darkness, but nothing was visible. Chris stepped down off the final step and onto the hard cement floor. He turned to his right and tried to peer through the darkness. In the distance he could make out a work bench and some boxes. }
There is no way... He can't be down here... How is that even... Possible?[/color]
{ Chris turned left now. He could only see a few feet in front himself as he walked forward. }
If he's down here... Then that can only mean... No... Sandy would of said something, she'd of told me... Right?[/color]
{ His thoughts brought him no solace as he reached the far wall. }
*Phew*Nothing.[/color]
{ Chris began to turn around but stopped, his eyes going wide with horror as his jaw dropped and the words barely came across his lips. }
"...T...T...Terran?...."[/color][/size]
{ There he sat, just as the voice hinted, bound and gagged to a wooden chair, the chair that Chris only now realized was missing from his kitchen. }
"ohmygodohmygodohmygod..."[/color][/size]
{ Chris rushes over to the chair and drops down onto his knees where he immediately begins to untie him. }
"Oh my god, Terran, we're going to get you out of here, I promise, he won't hurt you anymore, there's nothing to be worried about, I'M here now."[/color]
{ Chris gets his hands undone and Terran rips the gag out of his mouth and knees Chris right in the jaw. }
"GET AWAY FROM ME YOU PSYCHO!"[/color]
{ Terran rears back and cold cocks Chris with a right hand. Chris goes down and Terran jumps over him and runs to the stares. }
"Wait, Terran... He's not me... I swear..."[/color]
{ Terran whips his head around and glares at Chris, his eyes like flaming daggers. }
"I SAW YOU CHRIS! I SAW YOU TAKE THE MASK OFF! I KNOW! YOU HEAR ME!? I KNOW!"[/color]
{ Terran bails, leaping over steps as he gets to the first floor of Chris' house. He stops, rubbing his eyes, trying to get adjusted to the light which he hasn't seen in weeks. He turns and heads toward the living room, his freedom within his grasp. Terran's hand grabs the knob and he turns, ripping the door open... }
*SLAM!*
{ But a massive right hand slams the door and holds it closed as Terran goes wild trying to open it, the left hands comes from seemingly out of no where and grabs Terran by the throat, ramming him up against the door he was trying to get out of... }
"Your..."[/color]
{ Terran's eyes are full of fear as he stares off camera. }
"Not..."[/color]
{ His eyes begin to flutter as he tries with all he has to get loose, but he's losing consciousness, the oxygen is being cut off by the large left hand. }
"Going..."[/color]
{ As Terran drifts into unconcioisness... Maniac steps into view of the camera... }
"Anywhere."[/color]
{ Fade. }
{ Slowly, Maniac's mask comes into focus. }
"And here I thought we were just starting to get close... hehehehehe..."[/color]
{ He shakes his head and lowers it slightly, but his eyes stay locked on us. }
"Truly it's a shame you don't like me Robert, I really wanted us to be friends, to be like the brother's you always wanted us to be. I guess that will never come to pass now. No... We are bound to fight each other until the end of our days... And I'm just fine with that."
"What I'm not fine with is this mask you've decided to wear this week..."[/color]
{ His eyes glimmer in the darkness, catching the hilarity of the chosen metaphor. }
"What happened to the Robert we've seen grow before our eyes these last few months? The Robert who kissed and made up with all his enemies, who tried ever so hard to earn the respect of the fans and his peers? Where is the Robert who tapped out to Falcon and shook his hand afterward? Where is my baby brother and who is this man who has taken his place?"
"Who are you?"
"I do not know you."
"You are simply a mask, hiding the true face of Rob Diamond. Hiding the scared little brother who is about to take on the monster of his nightmares. You cannot lie to me. I know you. Better than you know yourself. I. Made. You."
"So do not lie to me. Do not tell me what your going to do. I already know. Your wasting you time. Wasting everyone's time. Your nothing Robert but my shadow. A poor impersonation of the being known as Maniac, and now that I have returned, everyone can see you for who you are, what you tried to be and how miserably you have failed."
"Time to crawl back into the hole. Time to disappear. Time to once again become a hidden part of my past."
"Rob Diamond dies this Sunday."[/color]
{ He twists his head slightly and lets out a low growl. }
"Listen to me carefully Robert. Drop the act."
"Come to the ring this Sunday with the fire you once had."
"It wasn't so long ago you were feared."
"As I once was."
"Your star was rising, your accolades growing, you were becoming a legend..."
"And what are you now?"
"You took the criticism to heart. Listened too intently to what others thought of you. You changed your entire image because of them."
"What did it get you?"
"Where did it take you?"
"You woke me up for a reason Robert, because you no longer love who you are. You no longer want to be here. You've done something so horrible that you can not live with yourself another moment. I understand Robert. And I will do what you brought me here to do. Because I'm your brother. And because you failed me. But I don't want to crush the whiny little insect you've shown me this week. NO! I WANT THE REAL ROB DIAMOND! And I want him in that ring Robert. I want him Sunday. You bring him to me, you give me the red hot passion you once carried in your heart so I can extinguish the flame of a real champion and not some cry baby BITCH!"[/color]
{ He takes the camera in both hands and removes it from the tri pod, bringing it as close to his mask as possible, his breathe begins to fog the lens. }
"This life is meaningless Robert... Know this. Understand this. What you have here will not come with you to the next life... All you have... Is all you are... Dream like you will live forever... Live like you will die today.... That's all you can do..."[/color]
{ You can detect the slightest tone of sadness in his voice as he lowers the camera. }
"It's do or die... Will you chose to live?"[/color]
{ Fade. }
{ Chris walked down the steps into his basement. He reached the bottom, his breathe almost visible as he reached out for the light switch. }
*Click*
{ But nothing happened. He sighed as he looked around in the darkness, but nothing was visible. Chris stepped down off the final step and onto the hard cement floor. He turned to his right and tried to peer through the darkness. In the distance he could make out a work bench and some boxes. }
There is no way... He can't be down here... How is that even... Possible?[/color]
{ Chris turned left now. He could only see a few feet in front himself as he walked forward. }
If he's down here... Then that can only mean... No... Sandy would of said something, she'd of told me... Right?[/color]
{ His thoughts brought him no solace as he reached the far wall. }
*Phew*Nothing.[/color]
{ Chris began to turn around but stopped, his eyes going wide with horror as his jaw dropped and the words barely came across his lips. }
"...T...T...Terran?...."[/color][/size]
{ There he sat, just as the voice hinted, bound and gagged to a wooden chair, the chair that Chris only now realized was missing from his kitchen. }
"ohmygodohmygodohmygod..."[/color][/size]
{ Chris rushes over to the chair and drops down onto his knees where he immediately begins to untie him. }
"Oh my god, Terran, we're going to get you out of here, I promise, he won't hurt you anymore, there's nothing to be worried about, I'M here now."[/color]
{ Chris gets his hands undone and Terran rips the gag out of his mouth and knees Chris right in the jaw. }
"GET AWAY FROM ME YOU PSYCHO!"[/color]
{ Terran rears back and cold cocks Chris with a right hand. Chris goes down and Terran jumps over him and runs to the stares. }
"Wait, Terran... He's not me... I swear..."[/color]
{ Terran whips his head around and glares at Chris, his eyes like flaming daggers. }
"I SAW YOU CHRIS! I SAW YOU TAKE THE MASK OFF! I KNOW! YOU HEAR ME!? I KNOW!"[/color]
{ Terran bails, leaping over steps as he gets to the first floor of Chris' house. He stops, rubbing his eyes, trying to get adjusted to the light which he hasn't seen in weeks. He turns and heads toward the living room, his freedom within his grasp. Terran's hand grabs the knob and he turns, ripping the door open... }
*SLAM!*
{ But a massive right hand slams the door and holds it closed as Terran goes wild trying to open it, the left hands comes from seemingly out of no where and grabs Terran by the throat, ramming him up against the door he was trying to get out of... }
"Your..."[/color]
{ Terran's eyes are full of fear as he stares off camera. }
"Not..."[/color]
{ His eyes begin to flutter as he tries with all he has to get loose, but he's losing consciousness, the oxygen is being cut off by the large left hand. }
"Going..."[/color]
{ As Terran drifts into unconcioisness... Maniac steps into view of the camera... }
"Anywhere."[/color]
{ Fade. }