Post by Mike Morrison on Jan 13, 2012 18:07:45 GMT -4
[OOC: Sorry for the shortness but I am tryig somthing new, if anyone is offended I apologise in advance and good luck to Anti Society X]
‘Now that is freaky I have a dream in my mind and it appears on my opponents promo, what they can read minds now. Okay lets back this up, in my mind I had a dream never spoken a word about it. I thought about my past in my mind again never spoken a word about it.
Yet it appears in my opponents promo now we Mystic Meg Phoenix and Uri Bochner who apparently can read minds. This is fucked with a capital F.’
My thought process is going into overdrive how did these imbeciles know about my past there is something fishy going on here, maybe I am just getting paranoid and I am hearing things.
‘I told them Michael, I had to give them something to prepare for their doom’
‘Oh shit not you again’
The voice that annoying sage of wisdom that creeps up into my head and tries to give me advice, shit these pills are not working. What? This has not happened he is taking over I cannot fight it he has won.
The voice has taken over.
--30 mins later—
A dark warehouse in the middle of downtown, there are boxes piled high up in the corner beside that boxes laid in 2 by 3 in front a camera. Walking into the cameras view is what appears to be Mike Morrison but he is different, he has a look of pure evil about his character. He sits in front of the camera cutting away at his arms with a bit of glass, watching the blood trickle down his arm, he has a look as if he has learned something new.
With a deep brooding voice not Michaels he speaks
“Welcome one and all, I am afraid Michael is on a hiatus so I decided to talk in his stead, I have many names some would call me the avatar of the madness, some would call me the thing on the shoulder. But for this exercise I am the voice. You see Michael needs to chill so while he takes a break I have filled in as it were. You see I am the voice of madness, I sit there on your shoulder and tell you wonderful things. I am the person that will tell a terrorist to start a war by crashing planes into buildings. I am the person who tells the fat lazy politician whom you all admire to have an affair with a 15 year old prostitute. I am the thing that divulges information such as my friend Michael being in Borstal so others can act upon it. What you thought Anti Society X were a bunch of fucking mind readers?”
A laugh by this person that has taken over Mike Morrison this so called voice a high pitch laugh that would make you wish for a finger nail down a chalkboard.
“It is a simple answer to the question that I know will follow. Why would I do this? Do I wish to torture Michael? Of course not I simply wanted to see how far it would go. Now of course those in Anti Society X will say “nope we already knew, we are psychic” But do not be fooled although that is hard for the fans as their attention span is that of a gold fishes memory”
A look at the arm that was butchered and a sadistic smile from this entity
“Now of course it didn’t play out as well as I assumed, I gave this information to see some potential fulfilled, how was my gift put to use? A few cheesy homo erotic jokes and threats of being put through a glass table, Michaels sleeps on broken glass and throws a flaming table on top to keep warm.
You try to threaten a madman with violence, that’s like trying to rob people at a Neo Nazi convention by using a Jew as a hostage.”
This voice has a think, who knows what he is conjuring up in his own sadistic mind.
”You really do not understand what you boys have got yourself into here, Michael and Rico are the knights representing the Kingdom of madness Rico is just about ready, Mike he needs a little work so I have stepped in but these two fine representatives will easily get the job done.
See you have no chance all you represent is a bunch of wannabe hard men you are nothing but a bunch of fuck buddies. Cid take Dans cock out your mouth while I am talking that is rude, besides what would Rhonda think? Mind you Freddy Mercury had a wife and we all knew that ended. Shit this is APW not some scene from a gay prono. Get your act together, Michael and Rico would then probably be merciful, but then again fake tough guys always piss these two off so maybe not.”
“So guys are you ready for real pain and real madness? I guess we will find out on Asylum won’t we?”
Mike collapses to the floor with pain as he wakes he sees the camera flashing, wiping thesweat off his forehead he checks the arm.
‘What happened to my arm?’
‘Do not worry Michael I have taken care of everything’
Michael just screams out loud while the camera finishes recording.
‘Now that is freaky I have a dream in my mind and it appears on my opponents promo, what they can read minds now. Okay lets back this up, in my mind I had a dream never spoken a word about it. I thought about my past in my mind again never spoken a word about it.
Yet it appears in my opponents promo now we Mystic Meg Phoenix and Uri Bochner who apparently can read minds. This is fucked with a capital F.’
My thought process is going into overdrive how did these imbeciles know about my past there is something fishy going on here, maybe I am just getting paranoid and I am hearing things.
‘I told them Michael, I had to give them something to prepare for their doom’
‘Oh shit not you again’
The voice that annoying sage of wisdom that creeps up into my head and tries to give me advice, shit these pills are not working. What? This has not happened he is taking over I cannot fight it he has won.
The voice has taken over.
--30 mins later—
A dark warehouse in the middle of downtown, there are boxes piled high up in the corner beside that boxes laid in 2 by 3 in front a camera. Walking into the cameras view is what appears to be Mike Morrison but he is different, he has a look of pure evil about his character. He sits in front of the camera cutting away at his arms with a bit of glass, watching the blood trickle down his arm, he has a look as if he has learned something new.
With a deep brooding voice not Michaels he speaks
“Welcome one and all, I am afraid Michael is on a hiatus so I decided to talk in his stead, I have many names some would call me the avatar of the madness, some would call me the thing on the shoulder. But for this exercise I am the voice. You see Michael needs to chill so while he takes a break I have filled in as it were. You see I am the voice of madness, I sit there on your shoulder and tell you wonderful things. I am the person that will tell a terrorist to start a war by crashing planes into buildings. I am the person who tells the fat lazy politician whom you all admire to have an affair with a 15 year old prostitute. I am the thing that divulges information such as my friend Michael being in Borstal so others can act upon it. What you thought Anti Society X were a bunch of fucking mind readers?”
A laugh by this person that has taken over Mike Morrison this so called voice a high pitch laugh that would make you wish for a finger nail down a chalkboard.
“It is a simple answer to the question that I know will follow. Why would I do this? Do I wish to torture Michael? Of course not I simply wanted to see how far it would go. Now of course those in Anti Society X will say “nope we already knew, we are psychic” But do not be fooled although that is hard for the fans as their attention span is that of a gold fishes memory”
A look at the arm that was butchered and a sadistic smile from this entity
“Now of course it didn’t play out as well as I assumed, I gave this information to see some potential fulfilled, how was my gift put to use? A few cheesy homo erotic jokes and threats of being put through a glass table, Michaels sleeps on broken glass and throws a flaming table on top to keep warm.
You try to threaten a madman with violence, that’s like trying to rob people at a Neo Nazi convention by using a Jew as a hostage.”
This voice has a think, who knows what he is conjuring up in his own sadistic mind.
”You really do not understand what you boys have got yourself into here, Michael and Rico are the knights representing the Kingdom of madness Rico is just about ready, Mike he needs a little work so I have stepped in but these two fine representatives will easily get the job done.
See you have no chance all you represent is a bunch of wannabe hard men you are nothing but a bunch of fuck buddies. Cid take Dans cock out your mouth while I am talking that is rude, besides what would Rhonda think? Mind you Freddy Mercury had a wife and we all knew that ended. Shit this is APW not some scene from a gay prono. Get your act together, Michael and Rico would then probably be merciful, but then again fake tough guys always piss these two off so maybe not.”
“So guys are you ready for real pain and real madness? I guess we will find out on Asylum won’t we?”
Mike collapses to the floor with pain as he wakes he sees the camera flashing, wiping thesweat off his forehead he checks the arm.
‘What happened to my arm?’
‘Do not worry Michael I have taken care of everything’
Michael just screams out loud while the camera finishes recording.
