Post by mrmysterio on Oct 14, 2009 21:39:27 GMT -6
My life is a mystery
Mr. Mysterio is standing in grave yard. It is well after 2:00 in the morning. The cameraman is shaking because he is cold. Of course there is a light layer of fog on the ground. The cameraman keeps on turning around and looking as if he thinks there is someone or something behind him. He begins to think about the series Kolchak: the night stalker. What an awesome series starring Darren McGavin as Carl Kolchak, all of a sudden the cameraman thought he seen something moving over to his right. He glances and decided to get the camera rolling and get this thing done quickly.
Not too many people know my past. My past is like this fog, it is a mystery, that only I know, and I will allow people to only know bits and pieces of it. Just like nCw fans, I will only allow certain pieces of information.
My parents was the happiest couple. I was the only child that they had. We did things as a family. My dad was a hard worker. My mom stayed home to take care of me. Every Monday all three of us would go to the bank, so that my dad could cash his paycheck. You see my dad did not trust the banking system, so he would keep the money hidden at the house somewhere. Well that Monday we did our normal routine. We went inside the bank and of course I received a Tootsie Roll for being a “sweet” kid. We left the bank and went home. As my parents was getting out of the car a guy dressed in a clown costume knocked my dad back against the hood of the car. He opened my door and grabbed me by my hair and pulled me out of the car and had a gun pointed to my head. My mom was terrified. My day needless to say was pissed. The clown demanded all of my dad's money. Mom was screaming “not to hurt her baby”
The more of the story Mr. Mysterio told, you can tell though his voice that he was getting angrier.
My dad took the cash out of his wallet and hands it over to the clown. I was scared, and was crying. What happen next change my life forever. The clown shot my dad. My dad fell to the ground and my mom was screaming. She ran over to him and got on the ground to hold him. Needless to say he was dead. The clown then shot my mom and she slumped over on top of my dad. Both of my parents shot in front of me. I fell to my knees. I can remember hearing the clown saying “Sorry kid, nothing personal but I can not have any witness and he shot me. I fell the rest of the way to the ground only inches from my parents. I happen to move my hand over and was touching my parents. The next thing I know, I am waking up in the hospital....some time later.
Mr. Mysterio looks around the grave yard. He just happens to look at one grave for a bit.
You see nCw, I lost my parents at an early age. That clown that shot us had a smile on his face. How I survive is a mystery. My life at that point became a mystery. I was no longer the “sweet” little boy that everyone knew me as. I became a “Monster” My Aunt's and Uncle's wanted nothing to do with me. They said that “the devil was inside me” I over heard them talking one night saying that they needed to have the State come and take me away. Well I fixed that for them. I ran away and have had no contact with anyone for years. The only thing I have of my parents is this photo.
Mr. Mysterio pulls out an old photo. It shows his parents and him. But he does not hold the photo out too long. He does not want anyone to get a look at his face. The cameraman did not have time to focus the camera in on the boy's face. Mr. Mysterio puts the photo back into his pocket. You can tell that it was an old photo.
Yes I am making my debut here in nCw this Sunday. You might get the win over me this Sunday. I did say MIGHT. There is one thing that you can expect this Sunday. When I am done with you, whether I win or lose, you will know that pure evil still exist, and you will know what FEAR feels like. Don't be surprise that when you hear my name on upcoming shows, that you begin shaking with FEAR.
Mr. Mysterio looks back at the head stone. He turns back and looks at the camera
Freakke I know that you are probably not the one that killed my parents. The one that did is sitting in prison waiting on death row. Clowns are fake, which means Freakke that you are fake. This Sunday I will show to you and the rest of the clowns, why clowns should never have a smile on their face.
The fog had gotten thicker as it rises in the air. The cameraman was getting cold. He turn just for a second and when he turned back around Mr. Mysterio was gone. No where to be seen. Scene fades.
Mr. Mysterio is standing in grave yard. It is well after 2:00 in the morning. The cameraman is shaking because he is cold. Of course there is a light layer of fog on the ground. The cameraman keeps on turning around and looking as if he thinks there is someone or something behind him. He begins to think about the series Kolchak: the night stalker. What an awesome series starring Darren McGavin as Carl Kolchak, all of a sudden the cameraman thought he seen something moving over to his right. He glances and decided to get the camera rolling and get this thing done quickly.
Not too many people know my past. My past is like this fog, it is a mystery, that only I know, and I will allow people to only know bits and pieces of it. Just like nCw fans, I will only allow certain pieces of information.
My parents was the happiest couple. I was the only child that they had. We did things as a family. My dad was a hard worker. My mom stayed home to take care of me. Every Monday all three of us would go to the bank, so that my dad could cash his paycheck. You see my dad did not trust the banking system, so he would keep the money hidden at the house somewhere. Well that Monday we did our normal routine. We went inside the bank and of course I received a Tootsie Roll for being a “sweet” kid. We left the bank and went home. As my parents was getting out of the car a guy dressed in a clown costume knocked my dad back against the hood of the car. He opened my door and grabbed me by my hair and pulled me out of the car and had a gun pointed to my head. My mom was terrified. My day needless to say was pissed. The clown demanded all of my dad's money. Mom was screaming “not to hurt her baby”
The more of the story Mr. Mysterio told, you can tell though his voice that he was getting angrier.
My dad took the cash out of his wallet and hands it over to the clown. I was scared, and was crying. What happen next change my life forever. The clown shot my dad. My dad fell to the ground and my mom was screaming. She ran over to him and got on the ground to hold him. Needless to say he was dead. The clown then shot my mom and she slumped over on top of my dad. Both of my parents shot in front of me. I fell to my knees. I can remember hearing the clown saying “Sorry kid, nothing personal but I can not have any witness and he shot me. I fell the rest of the way to the ground only inches from my parents. I happen to move my hand over and was touching my parents. The next thing I know, I am waking up in the hospital....some time later.
Mr. Mysterio looks around the grave yard. He just happens to look at one grave for a bit.
You see nCw, I lost my parents at an early age. That clown that shot us had a smile on his face. How I survive is a mystery. My life at that point became a mystery. I was no longer the “sweet” little boy that everyone knew me as. I became a “Monster” My Aunt's and Uncle's wanted nothing to do with me. They said that “the devil was inside me” I over heard them talking one night saying that they needed to have the State come and take me away. Well I fixed that for them. I ran away and have had no contact with anyone for years. The only thing I have of my parents is this photo.
Mr. Mysterio pulls out an old photo. It shows his parents and him. But he does not hold the photo out too long. He does not want anyone to get a look at his face. The cameraman did not have time to focus the camera in on the boy's face. Mr. Mysterio puts the photo back into his pocket. You can tell that it was an old photo.
Yes I am making my debut here in nCw this Sunday. You might get the win over me this Sunday. I did say MIGHT. There is one thing that you can expect this Sunday. When I am done with you, whether I win or lose, you will know that pure evil still exist, and you will know what FEAR feels like. Don't be surprise that when you hear my name on upcoming shows, that you begin shaking with FEAR.
Mr. Mysterio looks back at the head stone. He turns back and looks at the camera
Freakke I know that you are probably not the one that killed my parents. The one that did is sitting in prison waiting on death row. Clowns are fake, which means Freakke that you are fake. This Sunday I will show to you and the rest of the clowns, why clowns should never have a smile on their face.
The fog had gotten thicker as it rises in the air. The cameraman was getting cold. He turn just for a second and when he turned back around Mr. Mysterio was gone. No where to be seen. Scene fades.