Post by Oblivion on Nov 22, 2009 18:08:59 GMT -5
November 20 8:45 A.M
Ace Slaughter(yelling at the other drivers): Get the Hell, out of my way!!!
(Ace Slaughter is driving frantically down US-19 towards Clearwater. Slaughter has an appointment with Dr. Davis. The closer Slaughter is to his doctor's office, the more traffic is slowing down.)
Ace Slaughter(banging his right fist on the steering wheel): Damn it!! Damn it!! Everytime I have a damn appointment, I'm always friggin' late!!! Always late!!!
(Ace Slaughter continues to drive frantically, as he dodges in and out of traffic. The others cars are a blur, as Slaughter drives faster than the posted speed limit of 55 MPH. He turns off US-19, his tires squeal, as he turns the corner. Nothing but blurs and horn honking, until he gets to his destination of 2623 McCormick Drive -Advanced Psychiatry. Ace looks at his watch, as he runs into the building. The masked man runs neurotically towards the elevators. There is a young man, maybe in his early twenties, standing next to Ace. He has been coming to this facility since he was eighteen. As a juvenile, he was going to Suncoast Center for Mental Health, which was down in St. Petersburg. This young man had his father nearly kill his mother by rape and extreme physical abuse. His father used to beat him aeround, for the slightest thing, like not eating all his veggies. Him and his mother left his father, to escape the horror of living with his father. His mother began to drink and smoke crack, to escape the memories, of the beatings. David, the young man, he had to make sure, there was money to pay the bills and eat. His mother just disconnected from all reality and just not only let her self go, but totally neglected David as well, by not giving him a roof a over his head and food in his belly. David, did that. just turned thirteen, he made sure they had a roof over their heads and food in their bellies. Now, in his early twenties, David is seeing his mother barely functioning. In and out of rehab, David just emotional writhered away. He did was neccessary to survive, but nothing else. His dreams of being an artist, blew away. David, although maybe 22, is a small young man, maybe 5'3". David turns to his left and sees a 6'5" nearly 300 pound man, standing next to him, who is in a neurotic panic, for almost missing an appointment. Slaughter turns to his right and see the young man looking at him, with some reservations.)
Ace Slaughter(looking down at the young man): Hiya doing, kid.
(The very large masked Ace Slaughter is looking at the very scared young man. David stumbles back, with a look of terror and total disbelief, knocking people over in the process.)
David(looking scared and pointing towards Ace Slaughter.): MONSTER!!! WHAT IS THAT?!?!? MONSTER!!! KEEP HIM AWAY!!
(Ace Slaughter is just staring at the helpless young man, as he scrambles away, trying to get distance from a confused Ace Slaughter. Advanced Psychiatry Security run in and they approach both David and Slaughter. One man grabs Ace by his large arm, Slaughter already in a nervous way, forearm smashes the security guard, then hiptosses him to the ground. The other security guard approaches David. David, already in tears, is swinging towards the security guard. The security guard has his mace out.)
Security Guard: Now, young man, hold it right there. Don't move!!!
David[/color]: Don't f*cking come near me!!! I said don't f*cking touch me!!! Stop!!! I said no!!! You f*ck!!! Don't touch me!!!!
(The security guard approaches slowly towards David, then jumps at the young man. David tries to move away, but the security guard hits David with a spray of mace, in the eyes. There are now, two security wrestling with Ace Slaughter. Ace is striking everything that is around him, accidently hitting other people around him, presumably innocent people. With Ace Slaughter fighting with now four security guards and the young man, David, struggling with the lone security guard. Dr. Patricia Davis, who happens to be not only Slaughter's psychiatrist, but the Head Administrator, of that office, comes down from her office)
Dr. Patricia Davis: What is the meaning of ALL this?!?
(The doctor looks at all of the surroundings. She sees a few knocked down people. Some furniture either broken or just a little damaged.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: Stephan?!? Is that you?
(With no response. As Ace Slaughter is too busy struggling with four security guards. Slaughter has one in a headlock. One security guard, Ace is sitting on. Slaughter has one security guard choking for air, Ace has the guard caught in a leg scissors, with the guard's head between Slaughter's leg. The last guard, Slaughter knocked him out with a single punch, to the face.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: No, I'm talking to you, Stephan Johnson. What in the blue Hell are you doing?!? Nothing, could this bad, for you to resort to physical violence to these gentlemen. All these security guards were just doing their jobs. Now, let them go.
(With no response. In fact, Slaughter increases the tension of the headlock and leglock.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: STEPHAN JOHNSON!!! DON'T MAKE ME WALK OVER THERE TO YOU!!!! What in the heck?! Why are you wearing your wrestling mask, to your appoinment. In fact, you nearly permanently terrified that boy!!! You let go of those hard working men and meet me, upstairs, for your appointment, NOW!!!
(Slaughter, thought it over, for a few seconds, but Ace did let go of the guards. Once, the guards were let go, they had a quick opportunity to get a few quick sneaky shots in. One guard hit Slaughter, in the face, with his club. The other guard smacked Ace, in the thigh, with his club. Temporarily incapacitated, Slaughter is escorted to Dr. Davis' office. they sit him down, into a chair.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: Gentlemen.
Security guards: Yes, doctor?
Dr. Patricia Davis[color=white(suspicious)[/color]: Why isn't my patient walking on is own?
Security guard #1: As soon as you left, he became violent once again, so we had to subdue him.
Dr. Patricia Davis: But, gentlemen. This man, can barely walk.
Security guard #2[color=white(talks with cocky attitude)[/color]:Like, my partner said, Doctor, as soon as you left, this... this... man became violent so we had to bring him down.
Dr. Patricia Davis: You two, can go now.
(The doctor uses the universal hand sign for someone to leave. With her fingers facing down ot the floor, she flips her hands up, indicating she wanted the guards to leave her room.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: The guards are gone. Stephan why are you wearing that mask. You CAN take it off here.
Ace Slaughter: I don't want to. I like it on.
Dr. Patricia Davis: I want to talk to Stephan. Not, this Ace Slaughter. Stephan! How can I help you get better, if you parade around in your fictional character persona, in real life situations.
Ace Slaughter: Like I said, before. I like the mask on. I feel more... more fulfilled. I feel stronger!!!
Dr. Patricia Davis: I want to talk to Stephan. Stephan!! TAKE OFF THE MASK!!!
Ace Slaughter: Ace, doesn't want to take off the damn mask!!!
(The doctor snaps her fingers and instantly Ace Slaughter is now motionless, collapsed into the chair.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: Now, Stephan? Stephan Johnson, can you hear me?! I want to talk to Stephan.
Ace Slaughter(talk in a much deeper voice. Almost bass like. Sounding almost evil): Stephan is not here!!!
(Slaughter takes off his mask. Stephan Johnson's face is almost contorted into what is described as an evil scowl.)
Stephan Johnson[color=white(talks as this personality- Oblivion)[/color]: My name is Oblivion. Stephan needs me. He doesn't need you.
(Johnson begins to shriek loudly.)
Stephan Johnson[color=white(shrieks as this personality- Oblivion)[/color]: HE DOESN'T NEED YO-OU-OU!!!!!
Dr. Patricia Davis: If I have to, I will talk to you... Oblivion. Why Oblivion? Why THAT name? Oblivion means forgetfulness or the condition of being forgotten. You forgot you, Stephan? You forgot you?
Stephan Johnson[color=white(shrieks as this personality- Oblivion)[/color]: HE DOESN'T NEED YO-OU-OU!!!!!
Dr. Patricia Davis: You've said that. but, why does he need you?
Stephan Johnson(talks as this personality- Oblivion): His life has fallen apart. without me, his life has no meaning.
Dr. Patricia Davis: That's not true. He's out of the hospital. He has his own place. He's wrestling again. Stephan is going down the right path. So, I don't see any reason why he needs you!!
(Stephan Johnson's face is still contorted into the scowl.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: So, that's it!! No more!! Stephan doesn't need you no longer!!! It's time to say goodbye...
(Johnson begins to shriek loudly. The pictures and degrees, on the walls, begin to rattle. The small vase, which has a fake flower in it, falls off the desk and shatters. Stephan Johnson sits their motionless.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: Stephan?
(No response from Stephan.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: Stephan Johnson?!?
(Still, no response from Stephan.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: Oh, God!!!
(The doctor speaks into her intercom.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: I need EMTs in here... NOW!!!
(EMTs rushed into the office.)
EMT #1: What happened?!?
Dr. Patricia Davis: We were just having a session, then he slipped into a psychotic rant, then collapsed.
EMT #2(talks to EMT #1): Breathing faint. Pulse rapid.
(Johnson wakes up in a panic.)
EMT #1: It's okay. Looks like you just passed out. Have you eaten today. What were you like before this happened?!
Stephan Johnson: I remember getting here in a hurry, then I blacked out, as soon as I entered the building. I guess I was fighting with security.
Dr. Patricia Davis: He was acting uncharcteristicly. Violent behavior!! But, I think he'll be fine in my care, guys. You can leave.
EMT #1: Are you sure?
Dr. Patricia Davis: Yes. you can go.
(The EMTs leaves the office.)
Stephan Johnson: What happened?
Dr. Patricia Davis: Oblivion appeared again.
Stephan Johnson: He did?
Dr. Patricia Davis: For the last time!!! He's gone forever!!! But, I think that's enough for today. Go home and rest!!
Stephan Johnson: Okay.
Dr. Patricia Davis: No, seriously!! Go home and rest!!!
Stephan Johnson: Okay!! Okay!!! I'll go home and rest!! But, I DO have a mtach on monday. A tag team match. With this woman...
Dr. Patricia Davis: A woman?!?
Stephan Johnson: No, it's okay. She can handle herself. She is real tough. The match we are in, is against two guys named D-Day and the United States Champion Kevin Hardaway. I have a title shot against Kevin Hardaway at the next pay per view... ONE!!!
Dr. Patricia Davis: Well, that's nice and all. Good luck, by the way, but you are one the verge of mental exaustion. You need complete relaxation from everything. If you don't you can end up back where you don't want to be!!!
Stephan Johnson: But, I must wrestle at ONE!!! I must defeat Hardaway!! Must become U.S. Champion!!!
Dr. Patricia Davis: Okay, but you must promise me, to pull back all activities after Christmas, promise?
Stephan Johnson: Yes, I promise!! Are we done?
Dr. Patricia Davis: Yes, we are. You may go now. But, here is the appointment statement. Be here the first Monday after Christmas, okay?
Stephan Johnson: Yes, I promise!! Are we done?
Dr. Patricia Davis: Yes, we are. You may go now.
(Stephan grabs his mask and the appointment statement. As he was about to leave there is a rustle behind the large fake plant, in the corner. It is Camera-Dude.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: Oh my!!!! Who are you?!?
Stephan Johnson: He's okay. He's the Camera-Dude. Let's go, guy.
(Stephan leaves the office, along with Camera-Dude. They walk to the nearest elevators. The elevators open and the two walk in. Camera-Dude has the camera set up. Stephan puts back on his mask, begins to speak.)
Ace Slaughter: This Monday, in LA, California at the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum myself and Anastasia Petrova are facing off against that pesky pest D-Day and the US Champion Kevin Hardaway. All the talking is done. all the training is finished. It's put up or shut up time!! I know Anastasia is ready!! I am ready!! Are you two?!?!? Are you two gonna function as a workable tag team. Petrova and myself are gonna be!!! December 20th, Hardaway, when we face off for that championship, you will be seeing a worthy contender!!! But, this contender is gonna take your championship!! And that is a promise!!! But, before that, the Russian Goddess and the Superstar are gonna beat you two. Because, if you like us or you don't, you are still gonna have to respect us, because The Russian Goddess and The Superstar are gonna.... KICK YOUR ASSES!!!
(Slaughter puts his hand over the camera's lens.)
Ace Slaughter(yelling at the other drivers): Get the Hell, out of my way!!!
(Ace Slaughter is driving frantically down US-19 towards Clearwater. Slaughter has an appointment with Dr. Davis. The closer Slaughter is to his doctor's office, the more traffic is slowing down.)
Ace Slaughter(banging his right fist on the steering wheel): Damn it!! Damn it!! Everytime I have a damn appointment, I'm always friggin' late!!! Always late!!!
(Ace Slaughter continues to drive frantically, as he dodges in and out of traffic. The others cars are a blur, as Slaughter drives faster than the posted speed limit of 55 MPH. He turns off US-19, his tires squeal, as he turns the corner. Nothing but blurs and horn honking, until he gets to his destination of 2623 McCormick Drive -Advanced Psychiatry. Ace looks at his watch, as he runs into the building. The masked man runs neurotically towards the elevators. There is a young man, maybe in his early twenties, standing next to Ace. He has been coming to this facility since he was eighteen. As a juvenile, he was going to Suncoast Center for Mental Health, which was down in St. Petersburg. This young man had his father nearly kill his mother by rape and extreme physical abuse. His father used to beat him aeround, for the slightest thing, like not eating all his veggies. Him and his mother left his father, to escape the horror of living with his father. His mother began to drink and smoke crack, to escape the memories, of the beatings. David, the young man, he had to make sure, there was money to pay the bills and eat. His mother just disconnected from all reality and just not only let her self go, but totally neglected David as well, by not giving him a roof a over his head and food in his belly. David, did that. just turned thirteen, he made sure they had a roof over their heads and food in their bellies. Now, in his early twenties, David is seeing his mother barely functioning. In and out of rehab, David just emotional writhered away. He did was neccessary to survive, but nothing else. His dreams of being an artist, blew away. David, although maybe 22, is a small young man, maybe 5'3". David turns to his left and sees a 6'5" nearly 300 pound man, standing next to him, who is in a neurotic panic, for almost missing an appointment. Slaughter turns to his right and see the young man looking at him, with some reservations.)
Ace Slaughter(looking down at the young man): Hiya doing, kid.
(The very large masked Ace Slaughter is looking at the very scared young man. David stumbles back, with a look of terror and total disbelief, knocking people over in the process.)
David(looking scared and pointing towards Ace Slaughter.): MONSTER!!! WHAT IS THAT?!?!? MONSTER!!! KEEP HIM AWAY!!
(Ace Slaughter is just staring at the helpless young man, as he scrambles away, trying to get distance from a confused Ace Slaughter. Advanced Psychiatry Security run in and they approach both David and Slaughter. One man grabs Ace by his large arm, Slaughter already in a nervous way, forearm smashes the security guard, then hiptosses him to the ground. The other security guard approaches David. David, already in tears, is swinging towards the security guard. The security guard has his mace out.)
Security Guard: Now, young man, hold it right there. Don't move!!!
David[/color]: Don't f*cking come near me!!! I said don't f*cking touch me!!! Stop!!! I said no!!! You f*ck!!! Don't touch me!!!!
(The security guard approaches slowly towards David, then jumps at the young man. David tries to move away, but the security guard hits David with a spray of mace, in the eyes. There are now, two security wrestling with Ace Slaughter. Ace is striking everything that is around him, accidently hitting other people around him, presumably innocent people. With Ace Slaughter fighting with now four security guards and the young man, David, struggling with the lone security guard. Dr. Patricia Davis, who happens to be not only Slaughter's psychiatrist, but the Head Administrator, of that office, comes down from her office)
Dr. Patricia Davis: What is the meaning of ALL this?!?
(The doctor looks at all of the surroundings. She sees a few knocked down people. Some furniture either broken or just a little damaged.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: Stephan?!? Is that you?
(With no response. As Ace Slaughter is too busy struggling with four security guards. Slaughter has one in a headlock. One security guard, Ace is sitting on. Slaughter has one security guard choking for air, Ace has the guard caught in a leg scissors, with the guard's head between Slaughter's leg. The last guard, Slaughter knocked him out with a single punch, to the face.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: No, I'm talking to you, Stephan Johnson. What in the blue Hell are you doing?!? Nothing, could this bad, for you to resort to physical violence to these gentlemen. All these security guards were just doing their jobs. Now, let them go.
(With no response. In fact, Slaughter increases the tension of the headlock and leglock.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: STEPHAN JOHNSON!!! DON'T MAKE ME WALK OVER THERE TO YOU!!!! What in the heck?! Why are you wearing your wrestling mask, to your appoinment. In fact, you nearly permanently terrified that boy!!! You let go of those hard working men and meet me, upstairs, for your appointment, NOW!!!
(Slaughter, thought it over, for a few seconds, but Ace did let go of the guards. Once, the guards were let go, they had a quick opportunity to get a few quick sneaky shots in. One guard hit Slaughter, in the face, with his club. The other guard smacked Ace, in the thigh, with his club. Temporarily incapacitated, Slaughter is escorted to Dr. Davis' office. they sit him down, into a chair.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: Gentlemen.
Security guards: Yes, doctor?
Dr. Patricia Davis[color=white(suspicious)[/color]: Why isn't my patient walking on is own?
Security guard #1: As soon as you left, he became violent once again, so we had to subdue him.
Dr. Patricia Davis: But, gentlemen. This man, can barely walk.
Security guard #2[color=white(talks with cocky attitude)[/color]:Like, my partner said, Doctor, as soon as you left, this... this... man became violent so we had to bring him down.
Dr. Patricia Davis: You two, can go now.
(The doctor uses the universal hand sign for someone to leave. With her fingers facing down ot the floor, she flips her hands up, indicating she wanted the guards to leave her room.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: The guards are gone. Stephan why are you wearing that mask. You CAN take it off here.
Ace Slaughter: I don't want to. I like it on.
Dr. Patricia Davis: I want to talk to Stephan. Not, this Ace Slaughter. Stephan! How can I help you get better, if you parade around in your fictional character persona, in real life situations.
Ace Slaughter: Like I said, before. I like the mask on. I feel more... more fulfilled. I feel stronger!!!
Dr. Patricia Davis: I want to talk to Stephan. Stephan!! TAKE OFF THE MASK!!!
Ace Slaughter: Ace, doesn't want to take off the damn mask!!!
(The doctor snaps her fingers and instantly Ace Slaughter is now motionless, collapsed into the chair.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: Now, Stephan? Stephan Johnson, can you hear me?! I want to talk to Stephan.
Ace Slaughter(talk in a much deeper voice. Almost bass like. Sounding almost evil): Stephan is not here!!!
(Slaughter takes off his mask. Stephan Johnson's face is almost contorted into what is described as an evil scowl.)
Stephan Johnson[color=white(talks as this personality- Oblivion)[/color]: My name is Oblivion. Stephan needs me. He doesn't need you.
(Johnson begins to shriek loudly.)
Stephan Johnson[color=white(shrieks as this personality- Oblivion)[/color]: HE DOESN'T NEED YO-OU-OU!!!!!
Dr. Patricia Davis: If I have to, I will talk to you... Oblivion. Why Oblivion? Why THAT name? Oblivion means forgetfulness or the condition of being forgotten. You forgot you, Stephan? You forgot you?
Stephan Johnson[color=white(shrieks as this personality- Oblivion)[/color]: HE DOESN'T NEED YO-OU-OU!!!!!
Dr. Patricia Davis: You've said that. but, why does he need you?
Stephan Johnson(talks as this personality- Oblivion): His life has fallen apart. without me, his life has no meaning.
Dr. Patricia Davis: That's not true. He's out of the hospital. He has his own place. He's wrestling again. Stephan is going down the right path. So, I don't see any reason why he needs you!!
(Stephan Johnson's face is still contorted into the scowl.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: So, that's it!! No more!! Stephan doesn't need you no longer!!! It's time to say goodbye...
(Johnson begins to shriek loudly. The pictures and degrees, on the walls, begin to rattle. The small vase, which has a fake flower in it, falls off the desk and shatters. Stephan Johnson sits their motionless.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: Stephan?
(No response from Stephan.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: Stephan Johnson?!?
(Still, no response from Stephan.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: Oh, God!!!
(The doctor speaks into her intercom.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: I need EMTs in here... NOW!!!
(EMTs rushed into the office.)
EMT #1: What happened?!?
Dr. Patricia Davis: We were just having a session, then he slipped into a psychotic rant, then collapsed.
EMT #2(talks to EMT #1): Breathing faint. Pulse rapid.
(Johnson wakes up in a panic.)
EMT #1: It's okay. Looks like you just passed out. Have you eaten today. What were you like before this happened?!
Stephan Johnson: I remember getting here in a hurry, then I blacked out, as soon as I entered the building. I guess I was fighting with security.
Dr. Patricia Davis: He was acting uncharcteristicly. Violent behavior!! But, I think he'll be fine in my care, guys. You can leave.
EMT #1: Are you sure?
Dr. Patricia Davis: Yes. you can go.
(The EMTs leaves the office.)
Stephan Johnson: What happened?
Dr. Patricia Davis: Oblivion appeared again.
Stephan Johnson: He did?
Dr. Patricia Davis: For the last time!!! He's gone forever!!! But, I think that's enough for today. Go home and rest!!
Stephan Johnson: Okay.
Dr. Patricia Davis: No, seriously!! Go home and rest!!!
Stephan Johnson: Okay!! Okay!!! I'll go home and rest!! But, I DO have a mtach on monday. A tag team match. With this woman...
Dr. Patricia Davis: A woman?!?
Stephan Johnson: No, it's okay. She can handle herself. She is real tough. The match we are in, is against two guys named D-Day and the United States Champion Kevin Hardaway. I have a title shot against Kevin Hardaway at the next pay per view... ONE!!!
Dr. Patricia Davis: Well, that's nice and all. Good luck, by the way, but you are one the verge of mental exaustion. You need complete relaxation from everything. If you don't you can end up back where you don't want to be!!!
Stephan Johnson: But, I must wrestle at ONE!!! I must defeat Hardaway!! Must become U.S. Champion!!!
Dr. Patricia Davis: Okay, but you must promise me, to pull back all activities after Christmas, promise?
Stephan Johnson: Yes, I promise!! Are we done?
Dr. Patricia Davis: Yes, we are. You may go now. But, here is the appointment statement. Be here the first Monday after Christmas, okay?
Stephan Johnson: Yes, I promise!! Are we done?
Dr. Patricia Davis: Yes, we are. You may go now.
(Stephan grabs his mask and the appointment statement. As he was about to leave there is a rustle behind the large fake plant, in the corner. It is Camera-Dude.)
Dr. Patricia Davis: Oh my!!!! Who are you?!?
Stephan Johnson: He's okay. He's the Camera-Dude. Let's go, guy.
(Stephan leaves the office, along with Camera-Dude. They walk to the nearest elevators. The elevators open and the two walk in. Camera-Dude has the camera set up. Stephan puts back on his mask, begins to speak.)
Ace Slaughter: This Monday, in LA, California at the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum myself and Anastasia Petrova are facing off against that pesky pest D-Day and the US Champion Kevin Hardaway. All the talking is done. all the training is finished. It's put up or shut up time!! I know Anastasia is ready!! I am ready!! Are you two?!?!? Are you two gonna function as a workable tag team. Petrova and myself are gonna be!!! December 20th, Hardaway, when we face off for that championship, you will be seeing a worthy contender!!! But, this contender is gonna take your championship!! And that is a promise!!! But, before that, the Russian Goddess and the Superstar are gonna beat you two. Because, if you like us or you don't, you are still gonna have to respect us, because The Russian Goddess and The Superstar are gonna.... KICK YOUR ASSES!!!
(Slaughter puts his hand over the camera's lens.)
