Post by Markus E. Reeves on May 10, 2008 23:37:07 GMT -6
*Enter Mark Evil sitting in the doctors office*
Doctor: So what are you in for?
Mark Evil: People think I'm insane.
Doctor: I assume that you want that checked?
Mark Evil: What the hell do you think?
Doctor: Sorry sir I didn't mean to upset you.
Mark Evil: What are you going to do to figure out if I got a problem?
Doctor: I will ask you a serious of questions. Answer them to the best of your ability and with complete honesty.
Mark Evil: Ok.
Doctor: Have you ever felt depressed?
Mark Evil: No I haven't.
*Mark then twitches and in another voice*
Voice 1: I have.
*The Doctor looks at Mark*
Doctor: Are you screwing with me? If your not going to take me seriously I'm just going to ask you to leave.
Mark Evil: I didn't do anything. Did you hear that voice too?
Doctor: Yeah. You mean you didn't do that on purpose?
Mark Evil: No I didn't
Voice 1: I said I was depressed.
Doctor: I know I heard you. Who are you?
Voice 1: I'm one of the voices that lives inside of Marks head. There are 3 of us up here. I'm Cavum Evil.
Voice 2: I'm another voice. My name is Mark Goode.
Mark Evil: Holy s**t your still around Goode.
Mark Goode: Yes I am Mark. I'm the reason you didn't kill Scotty last week.
Mark Evil: Oh I see.
Cavum Evil: Hey I'm not getting any less depressed over here. I'm ready to die. I don't care about you anymore Mark.
Mark Evil: Me?
Mark Goode: Me?
Cavum Evil: Both of you. I don't care if you live anymore. This world has nothing left for me.
Mark Evil: Doc will it be possible to get some medication for him?
Doctor: This is facinating. I've never seen this before. The way this is going on. I should be able to give you the medication because these are not just voices. They can actually take control of your body. All of 4 of you are co-existing in the same body.
Voice 3: Yeah I'm here still you asshole.
Doctor: This one seems like he doesn't like people that much.
*The doctor writes out a prescription for anti depressants and hands it to Mark*
Mark Goode: Thanks. Cavum is really starting to get on my nerves.
*The doctor looks into Mark's eyes and sees them change from a brown color to a redish orange color*
Doctor: Mark, are you ok?
Voice 3: Never better
*Mark lets out an evil laugh and punches the doc in the face. He then pick him up onto his shoulders and hits a Death Valley Driver on the Doc through his table*
Cavum Evil: Malus! Why would you do that to him? He did help me out after all.
Malus Evil: I don't care if he helped you or not. He said I didn't like people. Now I'm going to teach him a lesson.
*Mark Evil being controlled by Malus walks over to the doctors filing cabinet and opens up the bottom drawer and finds a bottle of vodka in it. Mark then walks over to the doctor and pours the bottle onto the doctor*
Malus Evil: Bottoms up!
*After Malus empties the contents of the bottle on the doctor he strikes a match and prepares to drop it*
Mark Goode: Malus! Don't do it. He didn't do anything to you.
Malus Evil: I don't care.
*Malus drops the match on the doctor and watches him get engulfed in flames. Quickly the anti fire sprinklers deploy and puts the man out*
Mark Evil: We better get out of here.
*Mark quickly exists the room as the scene fades to black*
Doctor: So what are you in for?
Mark Evil: People think I'm insane.
Doctor: I assume that you want that checked?
Mark Evil: What the hell do you think?
Doctor: Sorry sir I didn't mean to upset you.
Mark Evil: What are you going to do to figure out if I got a problem?
Doctor: I will ask you a serious of questions. Answer them to the best of your ability and with complete honesty.
Mark Evil: Ok.
Doctor: Have you ever felt depressed?
Mark Evil: No I haven't.
*Mark then twitches and in another voice*
Voice 1: I have.
*The Doctor looks at Mark*
Doctor: Are you screwing with me? If your not going to take me seriously I'm just going to ask you to leave.
Mark Evil: I didn't do anything. Did you hear that voice too?
Doctor: Yeah. You mean you didn't do that on purpose?
Mark Evil: No I didn't
Voice 1: I said I was depressed.
Doctor: I know I heard you. Who are you?
Voice 1: I'm one of the voices that lives inside of Marks head. There are 3 of us up here. I'm Cavum Evil.
Voice 2: I'm another voice. My name is Mark Goode.
Mark Evil: Holy s**t your still around Goode.
Mark Goode: Yes I am Mark. I'm the reason you didn't kill Scotty last week.
Mark Evil: Oh I see.
Cavum Evil: Hey I'm not getting any less depressed over here. I'm ready to die. I don't care about you anymore Mark.
Mark Evil: Me?
Mark Goode: Me?
Cavum Evil: Both of you. I don't care if you live anymore. This world has nothing left for me.
Mark Evil: Doc will it be possible to get some medication for him?
Doctor: This is facinating. I've never seen this before. The way this is going on. I should be able to give you the medication because these are not just voices. They can actually take control of your body. All of 4 of you are co-existing in the same body.
Voice 3: Yeah I'm here still you asshole.
Doctor: This one seems like he doesn't like people that much.
*The doctor writes out a prescription for anti depressants and hands it to Mark*
Mark Goode: Thanks. Cavum is really starting to get on my nerves.
*The doctor looks into Mark's eyes and sees them change from a brown color to a redish orange color*
Doctor: Mark, are you ok?
Voice 3: Never better
*Mark lets out an evil laugh and punches the doc in the face. He then pick him up onto his shoulders and hits a Death Valley Driver on the Doc through his table*
Cavum Evil: Malus! Why would you do that to him? He did help me out after all.
Malus Evil: I don't care if he helped you or not. He said I didn't like people. Now I'm going to teach him a lesson.
*Mark Evil being controlled by Malus walks over to the doctors filing cabinet and opens up the bottom drawer and finds a bottle of vodka in it. Mark then walks over to the doctor and pours the bottle onto the doctor*
Malus Evil: Bottoms up!
*After Malus empties the contents of the bottle on the doctor he strikes a match and prepares to drop it*
Mark Goode: Malus! Don't do it. He didn't do anything to you.
Malus Evil: I don't care.
*Malus drops the match on the doctor and watches him get engulfed in flames. Quickly the anti fire sprinklers deploy and puts the man out*
Mark Evil: We better get out of here.
*Mark quickly exists the room as the scene fades to black*