Post by The Masked Man on Aug 4, 2009 7:09:08 GMT -4
OOC: A short Intro to the masked man. Every week I will give you all a hint as to who I am. If anyone has an idea as to who I am, feel free to post your guess here. I will reveal myself when I am figured out.
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A masked man standing in a dimly lit room stares deeply into the camera. He is relatively tall, and his eyes and mouth can be seen through incisions in the mask.
Jesse Nunez…
Here I am, standing in front of this camera, and when I mention your name, I just want to fucking puke all over the goddamn place. We, as human beings now, are all familiar with secret admirers. I guess you could say that I am a secret despiser of you, Jesse. Oh, but don’t worry Jess. I won’t be a secret for much longer. Fuck, if you can guess who I am right now, I’d tell you that you were right and reveal myself. However, knowing you, which I do very well Nunez, you won’t be able to quite…put your finger on it. Why have I chosen this approach you ask? Why am I hiding behind a mask? Well, if I may, I am not hiding behind this mask. I have chosen not to reveal myself for an obvious reason. A reason which shall become crystal clear to you in the near future. See, what you need to understand Jesse is that not everything can be given to you. You have it all. Fame. Fortune. Women. What do I have?
The masked man’s smirk can be seen through the hole in his mask. Slowly, the smirk turns into a more of a straight line than a curve. The masked man kicks the steel chair that had been placed behind him.
I have nothing! You have everything! Everything! You have every goddamn thing that I want…You don’t deserve this Jesse…You just don’t. It isn’t fair. I work just as hard as you do. And what do I have? Nothing. I don’t have a mother fucking thing. I want what you have Jesse. I want it so bad. And I will stop at nothing until I have it all. If you won’t give it to me, I’ll fucking take it Jesse. Do you understand me? I’ll fucking take it.
The masked man picks up the chair that he had kicked and sets it back up. He takes a seat and picks up a bottle of water from off of the ground. He twists the cap off and takes a drink. He places the cap back on and sets down the bottle. He looks back up to the camera.
I used to be a fan, Jesse. I used to watch your matches. And when I watched your matches, I can remember saying, “Man, that guy is something special.”
I remember seeing you do promos in the ring. And when I saw you in that ring, doing what you do best on the microphone, I can remember saying, “Man, that guy is something special.”
And I enjoyed seeing you bring the most beautiful women that I have ever seen down to the ring with you…They had such class…They were so damn beautiful, and the fact that they were with you…Didn’t make me envious. I respected you Jesse. And I figured that if those beautiful women were going to be with anyone other than me, then I’m glad they were with you. Because you were a good guy Jesse. You really were. I remember having those conversations with you man. You cracked me up.
But things changed Jesse.
I haven’t known you for too long Jesse, but I know you well enough. I know you a little more than I’d like to. It’s unfortunate that the one man I had the most respect for could drive me to do this. It really is, and it deeply saddens me. You probably don’t know what I’m talking about, do you? Well, let me refresh your memory Jesse.
The masked man digs in his back pocket. He pulls out a small device. It appears to be a tape recorder. He fiddles around with it for a while before pushing the play button. The following is the recording. It was the commentary of two men for a wrestling match.
???: Jesse ducks and…Oh! He clobbered him!
???: Nunez has got to capitalize here…! He’s going for it!
???: He’s on his back…He’s got the leg…AND IT’S LOCKED IN!
???: Jesse’s got the PHX locked in now!
???: And he tapped out! He tapped out! Jesse Nunez wins!
The other commentator was in the middle of a statement before the masked man hurled the recorder at the wall, smashing it into pieces.
Now, a loss is a loss. But the way you went about your business before and after that match is what REALLY angered me. You made attacks on both me, and my family. I don’t fuck around when it comes to my family Jesse. You’ve hurt my me and my family. Now it’s time for me to hurt you and your’s.
The masked man storms out of the room as the scene fades.
Jesse Nunez…
Here I am, standing in front of this camera, and when I mention your name, I just want to fucking puke all over the goddamn place. We, as human beings now, are all familiar with secret admirers. I guess you could say that I am a secret despiser of you, Jesse. Oh, but don’t worry Jess. I won’t be a secret for much longer. Fuck, if you can guess who I am right now, I’d tell you that you were right and reveal myself. However, knowing you, which I do very well Nunez, you won’t be able to quite…put your finger on it. Why have I chosen this approach you ask? Why am I hiding behind a mask? Well, if I may, I am not hiding behind this mask. I have chosen not to reveal myself for an obvious reason. A reason which shall become crystal clear to you in the near future. See, what you need to understand Jesse is that not everything can be given to you. You have it all. Fame. Fortune. Women. What do I have?
The masked man’s smirk can be seen through the hole in his mask. Slowly, the smirk turns into a more of a straight line than a curve. The masked man kicks the steel chair that had been placed behind him.
I have nothing! You have everything! Everything! You have every goddamn thing that I want…You don’t deserve this Jesse…You just don’t. It isn’t fair. I work just as hard as you do. And what do I have? Nothing. I don’t have a mother fucking thing. I want what you have Jesse. I want it so bad. And I will stop at nothing until I have it all. If you won’t give it to me, I’ll fucking take it Jesse. Do you understand me? I’ll fucking take it.
The masked man picks up the chair that he had kicked and sets it back up. He takes a seat and picks up a bottle of water from off of the ground. He twists the cap off and takes a drink. He places the cap back on and sets down the bottle. He looks back up to the camera.
I used to be a fan, Jesse. I used to watch your matches. And when I watched your matches, I can remember saying, “Man, that guy is something special.”
I remember seeing you do promos in the ring. And when I saw you in that ring, doing what you do best on the microphone, I can remember saying, “Man, that guy is something special.”
And I enjoyed seeing you bring the most beautiful women that I have ever seen down to the ring with you…They had such class…They were so damn beautiful, and the fact that they were with you…Didn’t make me envious. I respected you Jesse. And I figured that if those beautiful women were going to be with anyone other than me, then I’m glad they were with you. Because you were a good guy Jesse. You really were. I remember having those conversations with you man. You cracked me up.
But things changed Jesse.
I haven’t known you for too long Jesse, but I know you well enough. I know you a little more than I’d like to. It’s unfortunate that the one man I had the most respect for could drive me to do this. It really is, and it deeply saddens me. You probably don’t know what I’m talking about, do you? Well, let me refresh your memory Jesse.
The masked man digs in his back pocket. He pulls out a small device. It appears to be a tape recorder. He fiddles around with it for a while before pushing the play button. The following is the recording. It was the commentary of two men for a wrestling match.
???: Jesse ducks and…Oh! He clobbered him!
???: Nunez has got to capitalize here…! He’s going for it!
???: He’s on his back…He’s got the leg…AND IT’S LOCKED IN!
???: Jesse’s got the PHX locked in now!
???: And he tapped out! He tapped out! Jesse Nunez wins!
The other commentator was in the middle of a statement before the masked man hurled the recorder at the wall, smashing it into pieces.
Now, a loss is a loss. But the way you went about your business before and after that match is what REALLY angered me. You made attacks on both me, and my family. I don’t fuck around when it comes to my family Jesse. You’ve hurt my me and my family. Now it’s time for me to hurt you and your’s.
The masked man storms out of the room as the scene fades.
