Post by Mike Morrison on Jul 3, 2012 19:51:19 GMT -4
The scene opens up to a room in an apartment. There is no furniture except for a swivel chair, on the wall there is a poster of Chaz Dillinger. A pair of scissors needles and other sharp objects, are stabbed into the poster. The camera sees a hand pull the scissors out and start stabbing away. Chunks of paper and plaster start leaping out at the hand that is stabbing away.
“I want to cut out that corroded heart Chaz, the one beating in your chest. You are selfish you do not deserve a heart. To see it beat, it wouldn’t effect you will it? You are indeed heartless. If I was to reach for it I would but hold a pile of dust.
Oh to rip you apart and watch the blood flow like the rivers of Egypt so long ago. Oh wouldn’t that be fun. But all I would get is a sand storm.”
The hand firmly places the scissors in the poster, the camera turns to see Mike Morrison as he sits down and looks at the poster with a disgust on his face.
“I was born to be hated, life must be easy for those in this Test for the Best competition. They saw Mikey on the card and are now running scared. Panicking see there is finally a wolf amongst the sheep. Ready to tear and destroy, to ruin and plunder.
See I am not in this for money nor am I in this for popularity, nothing so base or cliché. I am in this for the fun and to cause a riot, to inspire the ream of terror.
I am here to represent the little people, who have been shunned, and hated because they decide to do something different. See if a person goes to his work, and pays his bills they are respected. They get a face lift and become celebrities, they become leaders of a system.
If a guy kills a few bad people and eats a dog for example, he is deemed insane and crazy. Yet that dog could have rabies and the bad people could be mass rapists and murderers themselves.”
“I was raised on the streets and the dark places. My fat alcoholic father wanted to do the carnal without living up the responsibilities. When I broke his legs with a pipe, was I a hero? Did the system give me my dues for taking out the evil, no I was shunned and hated. A single 6 by 6 room, to call home, moving frequently to one with pads to try to remove my singularity and make me a man of the system.
I had a brainwave that day.
I knew then I would be hated the rest of my life, so I decided to be the beacon for those who were shunned and hated for being different. I ticked the boxes on the outside, pretended to be the yes man they wanted.”
Mike just laughs.
“But it was just an act for me to do what is most important and that is to. Share the real world with everyone. See I decided that there is no rainbows, unless these pills start kicking in again. There is no prize at the end of the race. It is just darkness and hate, and what a way to show the real world than with that selfish article Chaz Dillinger.”
Mike just sighs gets up, rips the poster off the wall and tries to eat it he rips off a bit and starts chewing just to spit out a small ball. He just starts cackling and sits back down.
“See, the funny thing Chaz, we both have our reasons to win this competition. For you it is feeding your ego and greed. So you can roll in this base desire of money, but does your money ever whisper how great you are? Does it tell you that you are a hero? Nope didn’t think so.
See having the fortune and the fame is a shallow concept at best. It seems to be everyones dream, how boring and bland. What happened to just having fun and hurting people. My reason is a lot simpler if you break it down. I just want to tutor the world in real life. To have them face their demons, for them to take a look inside.”
Mike looks and gets back
“See you have the good lucks and talent, that is true. But see you have a corroded inner being, something I wish to remedy, talk shows and sponsorship. Is that the limits of your imagination? How sorry I feel for you, but then it means Dr Morrison can practice his skills. If anything you will make a promising test subject for my theories. Oh what an excitable concept.
People do not place their hard earned dollars to watch me. They pay to see me defy your corroded logic and think if only I could.
See it is a matter of me representing the little people the long shots. The crushed and deflated that have been so because of bullies like you. I represent the outcasts, people that have been put down with out a chance, chances people you could have granted, but no your greed took precedence. How sad, I indeed have my work cut out. No not to beat you your predictability has already sorted that. But to make you see the inner workings of your soul. I will get you to see your true self.”
He stands up moving his hands around as he talks.
You say I am half the man that you are, well that because of your society ideals isn’t it? You cling to your precious ideals knowing that Mike is standing there ready to dangle the knife at any time. How does it feel Chaz knowing that I can plunge the knife anytime? To know that whether you walk out gracefully or on a stretcher is by my whim? To know that your match with me is in my hands?
As if sending me to the hospital is going to change a thing, have you not looked at the past of Mike Morrison. Getting rejointed and stitched up is part of the fun. Just for giggles and to annoy you. Wanna know a secret?
I am going to injure myself just so if I do go to hospital, you are not going to have the satisfaction of sending me there.
Well that’s that plan out the window isn’t it Chaz?”
See unlike you I am not here to intimidate, I just speak the truth, for this I have been labeled a lunatic. But Mike is coming to take down the rotten system and, to prove that people like you and this system that has made you. Comes tumbling down, to see you come crashing down when you realize the sky is not the limit for you. If you think you can bully me or the stepped on any longer well guess I have to take you down, and leave you learning the most important lesson.
Your life and everything you stand for is fake, as soon as you hear the truth and accept it you will be better off and I will be happier for it.”
Mike laughs sadistically and continues.
“I see my journey of healthy lecturing is not over yet. I could either face Johnny Knuckles who is probably nearly. As mad as me, he is like the Diet Coke of Mike Morrison. The sugar free alternative that people think they want because they are afraid of going that extra mile for their bliss.
I must admit $10,000 does sound nice, but what do I need it for, if I need expensive Toilet Paper, I would go pay Chaz a visit, I could do that yeah smash his face in just to piss you off. See not bad for someone whom you claim is as smart as dog shit.”
“So I guess, that I won’t let Chaz win, I want to face you myself Johnny because you claim to sacrifice your body. I want to see it I want you to torture yourself. Because although you are nearly mad as me, you do not have the Mike Morrison mindset to make it work.
You need to let it all out, stop being Mr. Serious, have a little fun. I think that Donkey Punch has affected you brain. Soon you will be wearing the hat twirling the cane and accuse me of stealing it from you. What next to protect your dwindling gimmick? You going to speak in a London accent. Here is a way to save your faltering career, I shall now refer to you as a Mike Morrison in training, because lets face it you are Robin to my Batman. I shall call you Mini Mike.”
Mike just grins at the prospect of the final bit of spiel he has to talk about.
“Do not think I have for one minute forgotten about Sally Telfourd for one second. How can you wow? I mean yeah ok she wants to make up for her past mistakes, if they can be called that.
[Clap, clap]
But lets talk serious here for a minute. I wish to know one thing, why is that your happy ending when you are capable of such more. I mean you what turn up for a couple of matches do your thing and still have that show.
You have the power to reach a lot of people Sally, but you are sending the wrong message out. You are focusing on the gifted few, not the underprivileged many and that does upset me.
See I must defeat you and try to not cause much discomfort while doing it. Because your priorities are in the wrong order, that is my gift to you. For you to know that the most important people in this world you are ignoring and you need to rectify it immediately. I think you have a few feelings of self doubt. Trust me, I know you think that is silly, but trust me there are more deserving people needing your smile. I wish for you to learn that should we have our encounter.”
“You may say that you reach out to everyone but believe me you don’t”
Mike sits and faces the camera full on
“See I am not in this for ‘sponsorship deals’ greed and avarice like Chaz, I am not in this to settle scores like Knuckles, and I am not in this to make up for the past like Sally. I am in this because I think it is time for the little people the outcasts of this corrupt society to take over, to get a slice of the pie so to speak.
Not any thing so base of cliché, just believing everyone should have a chance at happiness.”
The camera switches off as Mike sings the happy song.
“I want to cut out that corroded heart Chaz, the one beating in your chest. You are selfish you do not deserve a heart. To see it beat, it wouldn’t effect you will it? You are indeed heartless. If I was to reach for it I would but hold a pile of dust.
Oh to rip you apart and watch the blood flow like the rivers of Egypt so long ago. Oh wouldn’t that be fun. But all I would get is a sand storm.”
The hand firmly places the scissors in the poster, the camera turns to see Mike Morrison as he sits down and looks at the poster with a disgust on his face.
“I was born to be hated, life must be easy for those in this Test for the Best competition. They saw Mikey on the card and are now running scared. Panicking see there is finally a wolf amongst the sheep. Ready to tear and destroy, to ruin and plunder.
See I am not in this for money nor am I in this for popularity, nothing so base or cliché. I am in this for the fun and to cause a riot, to inspire the ream of terror.
I am here to represent the little people, who have been shunned, and hated because they decide to do something different. See if a person goes to his work, and pays his bills they are respected. They get a face lift and become celebrities, they become leaders of a system.
If a guy kills a few bad people and eats a dog for example, he is deemed insane and crazy. Yet that dog could have rabies and the bad people could be mass rapists and murderers themselves.”
“I was raised on the streets and the dark places. My fat alcoholic father wanted to do the carnal without living up the responsibilities. When I broke his legs with a pipe, was I a hero? Did the system give me my dues for taking out the evil, no I was shunned and hated. A single 6 by 6 room, to call home, moving frequently to one with pads to try to remove my singularity and make me a man of the system.
I had a brainwave that day.
I knew then I would be hated the rest of my life, so I decided to be the beacon for those who were shunned and hated for being different. I ticked the boxes on the outside, pretended to be the yes man they wanted.”
Mike just laughs.
“But it was just an act for me to do what is most important and that is to. Share the real world with everyone. See I decided that there is no rainbows, unless these pills start kicking in again. There is no prize at the end of the race. It is just darkness and hate, and what a way to show the real world than with that selfish article Chaz Dillinger.”
Mike just sighs gets up, rips the poster off the wall and tries to eat it he rips off a bit and starts chewing just to spit out a small ball. He just starts cackling and sits back down.
“See, the funny thing Chaz, we both have our reasons to win this competition. For you it is feeding your ego and greed. So you can roll in this base desire of money, but does your money ever whisper how great you are? Does it tell you that you are a hero? Nope didn’t think so.
See having the fortune and the fame is a shallow concept at best. It seems to be everyones dream, how boring and bland. What happened to just having fun and hurting people. My reason is a lot simpler if you break it down. I just want to tutor the world in real life. To have them face their demons, for them to take a look inside.”
Mike looks and gets back
“See you have the good lucks and talent, that is true. But see you have a corroded inner being, something I wish to remedy, talk shows and sponsorship. Is that the limits of your imagination? How sorry I feel for you, but then it means Dr Morrison can practice his skills. If anything you will make a promising test subject for my theories. Oh what an excitable concept.
People do not place their hard earned dollars to watch me. They pay to see me defy your corroded logic and think if only I could.
See it is a matter of me representing the little people the long shots. The crushed and deflated that have been so because of bullies like you. I represent the outcasts, people that have been put down with out a chance, chances people you could have granted, but no your greed took precedence. How sad, I indeed have my work cut out. No not to beat you your predictability has already sorted that. But to make you see the inner workings of your soul. I will get you to see your true self.”
He stands up moving his hands around as he talks.
You say I am half the man that you are, well that because of your society ideals isn’t it? You cling to your precious ideals knowing that Mike is standing there ready to dangle the knife at any time. How does it feel Chaz knowing that I can plunge the knife anytime? To know that whether you walk out gracefully or on a stretcher is by my whim? To know that your match with me is in my hands?
As if sending me to the hospital is going to change a thing, have you not looked at the past of Mike Morrison. Getting rejointed and stitched up is part of the fun. Just for giggles and to annoy you. Wanna know a secret?
I am going to injure myself just so if I do go to hospital, you are not going to have the satisfaction of sending me there.
Well that’s that plan out the window isn’t it Chaz?”
See unlike you I am not here to intimidate, I just speak the truth, for this I have been labeled a lunatic. But Mike is coming to take down the rotten system and, to prove that people like you and this system that has made you. Comes tumbling down, to see you come crashing down when you realize the sky is not the limit for you. If you think you can bully me or the stepped on any longer well guess I have to take you down, and leave you learning the most important lesson.
Your life and everything you stand for is fake, as soon as you hear the truth and accept it you will be better off and I will be happier for it.”
Mike laughs sadistically and continues.
“I see my journey of healthy lecturing is not over yet. I could either face Johnny Knuckles who is probably nearly. As mad as me, he is like the Diet Coke of Mike Morrison. The sugar free alternative that people think they want because they are afraid of going that extra mile for their bliss.
I must admit $10,000 does sound nice, but what do I need it for, if I need expensive Toilet Paper, I would go pay Chaz a visit, I could do that yeah smash his face in just to piss you off. See not bad for someone whom you claim is as smart as dog shit.”
“So I guess, that I won’t let Chaz win, I want to face you myself Johnny because you claim to sacrifice your body. I want to see it I want you to torture yourself. Because although you are nearly mad as me, you do not have the Mike Morrison mindset to make it work.
You need to let it all out, stop being Mr. Serious, have a little fun. I think that Donkey Punch has affected you brain. Soon you will be wearing the hat twirling the cane and accuse me of stealing it from you. What next to protect your dwindling gimmick? You going to speak in a London accent. Here is a way to save your faltering career, I shall now refer to you as a Mike Morrison in training, because lets face it you are Robin to my Batman. I shall call you Mini Mike.”
Mike just grins at the prospect of the final bit of spiel he has to talk about.
“Do not think I have for one minute forgotten about Sally Telfourd for one second. How can you wow? I mean yeah ok she wants to make up for her past mistakes, if they can be called that.
[Clap, clap]
But lets talk serious here for a minute. I wish to know one thing, why is that your happy ending when you are capable of such more. I mean you what turn up for a couple of matches do your thing and still have that show.
You have the power to reach a lot of people Sally, but you are sending the wrong message out. You are focusing on the gifted few, not the underprivileged many and that does upset me.
See I must defeat you and try to not cause much discomfort while doing it. Because your priorities are in the wrong order, that is my gift to you. For you to know that the most important people in this world you are ignoring and you need to rectify it immediately. I think you have a few feelings of self doubt. Trust me, I know you think that is silly, but trust me there are more deserving people needing your smile. I wish for you to learn that should we have our encounter.”
“You may say that you reach out to everyone but believe me you don’t”
Mike sits and faces the camera full on
“See I am not in this for ‘sponsorship deals’ greed and avarice like Chaz, I am not in this to settle scores like Knuckles, and I am not in this to make up for the past like Sally. I am in this because I think it is time for the little people the outcasts of this corrupt society to take over, to get a slice of the pie so to speak.
Not any thing so base of cliché, just believing everyone should have a chance at happiness.”
The camera switches off as Mike sings the happy song.
