Post by Mike Morrison on Jul 14, 2012 14:42:42 GMT -4
‘Hate, there is a lot of that around isn’t there? With me it is the sausage machine for producing my downfall in Test for the Best, the system for stacking the decks each and every time. Yet I never fail to disappoint do I?
Am I always the bad guy for going out and giving extra? For hating those who do me harm, for those whom disturb my sanctuary, I may be a little over the top Haha but that’s just me. Its ok Isaac Newton was also mad for going that extra step and discovering the force of gravity.’
The scene opens up to an all night diner, looking at the plate of sausages and mash, plays around mashing the potatoes and reforming them to mash them up some more is Mike Morrison.
He is wearing a suit and a long trench coat. He looks out at the rainy street, he sighs as if something is on his mind. Having no appetite he pushes the plate away, leaves a few dollars and walks out of the diner.
‘Rain, always cleanses the soul doesn’t it? I was on a roll going somewhere, but decided to fall at the first hurdle. Just like this weather there is an end, is there an end to Mike Morrison as well?’
As he walks back to the abandoned asylum he calls home, the sun pops out, he decides to remove, his trench coat producing a suit and tie. As he walks through, the Asylum a couple of people have gathered inside, sharing a few bottles of beer.
One of them throws it full pelt a Mikes head, laughing calling him a freak. Mike just lets the blood flow, he checks and laughs loud. Picking up some of the broken glass and chewing on it smiling while spitting out blood. Blood down his new clean shirt.
The gang decides to disperse, not before Mike tackles one and head butts him knocking him out. He drags him away laughing and cackling whistling singing in the rain.
About half an hour later, mike has the man bounded to a swivel chair. Mike decides to slap him and wake him back into consciousness. The man is startled seeing Mike, standing over him smiling.
“Let me go you freak” he screams
“Oh, you talking to me? See now that’s no way to treat a host. You break into my sanctuary and make a mess. But where are my manners you must be thirsty.” Mike says
Mike opens a bottle of cola and forces it down the mans throat, causing him to gag and splutter. Mike just smiles.
“You fucker, I have friends”
“No, you do not. No body is coming to rescue you, your friends ran saving their own skin. You honestly think they are coming back?”
The panic on this mans face is overwhelming, Mike honestly thought he was going to wet himself.
“What do you want man? Money?”
Mike just laughs and stares him down.
“Nothing so cliché, no no I wish just for people like you to learn the gravity of the things you do. See when I was walking home today, I was wondering about the effect of the world. See Isaac Newton discovered gravity. One of his rules was…
Mike gets closer.
“For every action there is an equal reaction”
The man looks confused and scared.
“I don’t understand man”
“Look, obviously you never studied in school so I will break it down for you. For everything you do has a negative reaction elsewhere. E.G you threw a bottle at my head, so now you are my hostage.”
“I am sorry, just let me go”
“Sorry you broke into my property, or sorry that I caught you? See for some twisted reason that goes against my fibers, I don’t believe you. But you can make amends and then you will be purified and will be free.”
He nods anything to leave this madman’s asylum.
Mike picks up some cue cards and turns on a camera. He then stands behind the camera while the man reads off them.
“Hello, to the APW. I have been kept here by Mr. Morrison for reeducation; I have been fed and watered. I am to tell you…”
Mike flips to the next card
“I am a byproduct of a flawed society; I am scum that uses the system for my own twisted needs. But Mr. Morrison has showed me the gravity of my errors.”
Mike flips again
“I was lost in the system, but through Mr. Morrison’s tutelage I have found out that I can be truly free. I will never use this moldy rotten system for my own gains. As I feel…”
Mike flips to the final card
“That I can throw of these shackles and become free.”
A clap is heard, and Mike pushes the man away.
“I will free you after you have atoned.”
The man lands in the corner with a bump.
“See the Morrison method works ladies and gentleman. The lesson was to teach him about the gravity of his ways. Now for my opponent this week the upstart Jair Hopkins, I do not intimidate. I show people the errors of their ways and make them repent through pain and suffering.
See as I have explained for every action there is a reaction. In this case you became a big fish in a small pond. Now you have the hype of being on a roll. You shoot your mouth off trying to be a big shot?”
Mike waves his finger
“Naughty naughty Jair. But do not worry, you pain and suffering will be small compared to the reward, you will truly be free and by being free you will unlock all that potential hidden in you. See now you are hoping to fly high only for gravity to bring you back down with a bump.
I do not hide, not when these people need to see the truth. Need to pay for their mistakes they have made. Making another of their heroes topple is a pleasure, see I do this not for my benefit, but for theirs. They need to see the shade of gray. You cannot study Mike Morrison studying Mike is like holding off prison rape with your ass cheeks open, Kind of stupid really.”
Mike just creaks his neck
“How many people have come from the system have said how their abilities are great and have beaten by yours truly? How many so called greats have fallen, and opened their eyes to the truth?
You are just another carbon copy that needs reeducated from the Morrison Method, something that I provide for free. It is all about equal forces my friend and the gravity of the situation, thinking your finisher is dangerous, hit me with it and see if you don’t get spooked when I get up dust myself off and smile.
I do not need to induce fear in my opponents, they come in thinking ‘they have this’ then realize that what they have said is futile.”
“Fear is somthing they build up during the course of the Morrison Method, when their actions promote a reaction, and the gravity of the situation kicks in.”
Mike saunters to the man who is looking in fear
“Ready for your reeducation?”
The man screams as the camera cuts.
