Post by Justin Sane on Oct 1, 2007 13:54:25 GMT -6
That deep breathing.. He coudn't get enough of it in the dark, silent room. All You could hear was the air rushing through the nose of Justin Sane. It was Just.. Insane. It sent a cold, shivering feel throughout the room. It stopped, followed by a round of silence. Suddenly, Slurping is heard. Beyond the shadows, throughout sadness, Justin was gulping down Tui Beer. The beer rushed down His throat, as the lights began to flash on. Another smile was seen on the superstar that lives on His pride, yet He craves on sadness.
It wasn't a friendly smile, either. He was showing His sharp, rotten teeth, as He swiped His nose with His thumb. Justin took another swig of Tui, before dropping it straight onto the concrete floor. Down, down, down. Justin crouched to the beer level. A huge puddle of Beer covered the black shoes of Justin's. Justin scooped some up with His hand, before letting it drip down His long, black hair.
He took a big handful of hair, brushing it with his very hand to the side of His head. He laughed, and laughed, until He stood up straight. "Now you know why i'm here. You know how i'm here. You know what I am. But you don't know How I am. Much hate has been formed on Earth, especially from the last few years. It could be any hate. Jealosness, Anger, But thats not the point! When I was born, I ought to be something special".
The eyes again. They showed intelligence & intensity, but they also showed Hate torwards others. "Too bad they left Me on the side of the road. Forgotten. Uncared for. Until I was kidnapped by Black Power. They used me as a hostage until one day, He pulled the trigger. I was gone for, but something strange happened. The bullet had made Me stronger. The pain had made me immortal. I took them all down with my bare hands". His eyes shared the truth, as did His mouth.
"Its time for Me to relive my hated childhood and become one with the nCw. Become a top superstar. Defeat EVERY opponent that is thrown at me. Immortal on the streets, Immortal in the ring" He yelled, running His hand through His hair. He sat in the puddle of broken glass and beer, picking up a piece of shattered glass and holding it in his palm. Crunch. He let it go onto the ground.
"Everything has too break sometimes. Even Seth's bones. Its time to play un-nessecary Games, and start violence that will change the world. Oh yes. Why? Because I can. Bank on it, buddy!". He was very serious, but at the same time, He was playing fun & games. Depression. The depression came over him like a deadly snake.
His toungue sissed like a deadly snake aswell. You could tell 1000 stories by looking into his eyes. Some good, some bad. Some Just-in-sane!
It wasn't a friendly smile, either. He was showing His sharp, rotten teeth, as He swiped His nose with His thumb. Justin took another swig of Tui, before dropping it straight onto the concrete floor. Down, down, down. Justin crouched to the beer level. A huge puddle of Beer covered the black shoes of Justin's. Justin scooped some up with His hand, before letting it drip down His long, black hair.
He took a big handful of hair, brushing it with his very hand to the side of His head. He laughed, and laughed, until He stood up straight. "Now you know why i'm here. You know how i'm here. You know what I am. But you don't know How I am. Much hate has been formed on Earth, especially from the last few years. It could be any hate. Jealosness, Anger, But thats not the point! When I was born, I ought to be something special".
The eyes again. They showed intelligence & intensity, but they also showed Hate torwards others. "Too bad they left Me on the side of the road. Forgotten. Uncared for. Until I was kidnapped by Black Power. They used me as a hostage until one day, He pulled the trigger. I was gone for, but something strange happened. The bullet had made Me stronger. The pain had made me immortal. I took them all down with my bare hands". His eyes shared the truth, as did His mouth.
"Its time for Me to relive my hated childhood and become one with the nCw. Become a top superstar. Defeat EVERY opponent that is thrown at me. Immortal on the streets, Immortal in the ring" He yelled, running His hand through His hair. He sat in the puddle of broken glass and beer, picking up a piece of shattered glass and holding it in his palm. Crunch. He let it go onto the ground.
"Everything has too break sometimes. Even Seth's bones. Its time to play un-nessecary Games, and start violence that will change the world. Oh yes. Why? Because I can. Bank on it, buddy!". He was very serious, but at the same time, He was playing fun & games. Depression. The depression came over him like a deadly snake.
His toungue sissed like a deadly snake aswell. You could tell 1000 stories by looking into his eyes. Some good, some bad. Some Just-in-sane!
