Post by Oblivion on Jan 22, 2010 15:10:51 GMT -5
Everyone in the Slaughter Society household, are different, various, but individual things. Mini Ace is wearing his black mask. Keith is wearing a sleeveless concert t-srt with bluen jean shorts, no shoes. Melissa, she is wearing a frilly black skirt and a black Tampa Bay Rays shirt, with some of the neck cut out. She too is shoeless. They have a guest, sitting, in the corner. The previously mentioned cameraman, who is still tied up and gagged. The cameraman has been occasionaly been allowed to eat and go to the restroom. Nothing else, nothing more. Except for holding up the camera. Thunder rattles the windows, as the lightning flashes. The crackling, of the lightning, startles Mini Ace, as he runs through the house screaming and yelling, until he found a hiding spot....Right under Slaughter's bed. As Mini Ace's kicks, as he scurries under the bed...
Melissa: Mini, what are you doing? It's only thunder and lightning!
Thunder rattles the windows, as the lightning flashes.
CRACK-BOOM
Keith: HOLY HANNAH!!! That last one was loud!!! Um, where's Ace?!?
Mini does some obscure sign language, apprently, only the Ace Slaughter and his Slaughter Society can only understand.
Melissa: What is it, boy? Ace is where?
Mini Ace claps his hands then points outside. Mini then flops down, butt first onto the floor, with his arms out with his palms pointing up. Mini Ace has his eyes close and his head slightly tilted back.
Melissa: Well, go get him, it's time for lunch.
Mini Ace has a look of terror. Just the thought of going outside, during a storm, has made Mini Ace a blubbering mess. Mini Ace shakes his head no, vigorously.
Melissa: MINI-I-I-I!!!
Mini Ace stomps down with his right foot and gives Melissa a defing "NO" look.
Melissa: I said yes!!! Now!!!
Mini Ace stomps down with his right foot and gives Melissa a defing "NO" look. This time, he has his little arms folded. He flops down to the floor and sits.
Keith: I don't think he is budging.
Melissa: MINI!!! I said now!!!
Mini Ace starts to flop all over the floor, throwing what seems to be a child-like tantrum.
Melissa: Mini, if you want any lunch, you will go outside and go get Ace!!
Mini Ace stomps down with his right foot and looks at Melissa with total defiance, until Melissa points towards the door. Mini Ace turns around and stomps all the way to the door. He flings open the door and begins to stomp all the way to Ace. Everyone watches, in the door way, as Mini walks towards Ace. Mini Ace taps onto Slaughter shoulder, interupting Ace's tantric moment. As Slaughter's zen-like moment being interupted, Ace looks at Mini Ace with a complete and utter destainment. Mini Ace jumps back, with fear, as if he heard a loud crack of thunder and lightning. Mini Ace "signs" to Slaughter, that it is time to eat.
Ace Slaughter: Don't you see, Mini Ace, that I am in total Zen!! What have I told you, about when I'm in total Zen?
Mini Ace hangs his head.
Ace Slaughter: That's right!! You don't bother Ace while he is in Zen!! What was it, that you had to bother me?
With a concerned, but confused look on his face, Mini Ace signs to Ace, that it is time for lunch, Mini Ace hangs his head. Everyone else is still watching from the front doorway. Everyone has been concerned about Slaughter's mental well being, of late. That's when it happens again...
CRACK-BOOM
Mini Ace jumps into Slaughter's arms. It;s interesting, to see Slaughter holding Mini Ace, considering they are dressed alike.
Ace Slaughter: Okay, Mini Ace. Let's go have lunch.
Melissa and Keith are releaved to see Ace not explode with insane rage, something he has been doing, off and on. As soon as slaughter walks into the doorway, Ace puts down Mini Ace. The mini one scurries to the dining room table where soup and sandwiches have been made by Melissa. Mini Ace grabs for the chicken noodle soup with a bologna and cheese sandwich. Mini Ace loves his bologna and chees with mayonaise and mustard, but no crust. Keith has tomato soup with a grilled cheese sandwich. Melissa is just having a small bowl of minestrone soup. Ace is having chicken noodle soup with a grilled ham and cheese sandwich.
Ace Slaughter: Thanks Melissa.
Ace looks sternly at Keith and Mini Ace. With their mouths full they say...
Keith/Mini Ace(somewhat inaudible): Fank yu-u-u, Methitha!!
Mini Ace is slopping through is soup. Ace looks at Mini Ace and immediately Mini Ace cleans off his face with a napkin, then starts to eat slowly and neatly. After about ten minutes, everyone finishes their lunch, as Mini Ace is licking his bowl. Ace looks at Mini Ace, which makes him stop licking his bowl.
Melissa: Everyone make sure....
All three men scatter..
Melissa:...spray off your bowl and put them into the dishwasher. Men!!!
Mini Ace goes off and play Wii, while Keith goes and takes a shower. Melissa cleans up, after the "messy boys", Slaughter goes and works out. Ace walks into his den/workout room. there is a strange sensation coming over him. Ace thinks he beginning to have one of his "migraines". He stops walking and holds his forehead. His vision is blurry and his knees are weak. Sounds around him are beginning to echo within Slaughter's head. Slaughter feels like the room is spinning, which causes slaughter to go down onto one knee. Ace tries to shake off whatever he is going through. But, that seems to be leat of his problems, as a unseen voice speaks to Ace Slaughter.
Oblivion: The time is near, Ace Slaughter. In nine days, Slaughter, no matter what the income is, Slaughter, you WILL become me!!
Ace Slaughter: No-o-o-o!! I will not allow you to take over!!! I AM IN CONTROL!!! YOU WILL NOT CONTROL ME!!! YOU HEAR ME, OBLIVION?!?!? YOU WILL NOT TAKE OVER-ER-ER-ER!!!
KNOCK-KNOCK
Melissa: Ace?
Oblivion: Ou-u-u!!! Lovely Melissa!!
Slaughter feels himself licking his lips, as he mentions Melissa's name.
Melissa: Ace?
Oblivion: M-m-m!! After Ten, that little bitch will be mine!! Or maybe I will have the other boys, in the WCF, have their ways with her!! HM-m-m? Doesn't that sound lovely?! Hmm-m-m? It doesn;t matter to me either way! She is nothing to me. YOU HEAR ME?!?!? NO-O-OTHI-I-ING!!!
Melissa: Are you okay Ace?
Ace Slaughter: You leave her alone!! She has done nothing to you!!
There is now banging against the door.
Keith: Ace?!? Ace, are you okay?!? I can hear you. Is everything alright, in there?!?
Oblivion: It's obvious that your friends care about you, Stephan!! Do you like it, when I call you Stephan, Ace? Because all in reality, you are Stephan Johnson, not Ace Slaughter. Why do all this perpetrating, when you have all-l-l this freinds loving you and caring for you. It all just makes me sick!! Are you a man or an actor is some chick-flick movie?!?! Hm-m-m? Without me you are nothing! You understand me?!?! Nothing!!!
Ace Slaughter: No, you have it all-l-l wrong without my existence, YOU ARE NOTHING. You cannot survive without me!!!
That is when Ace picks up a pair of clothing sheers and puts it to his wrists.
Oblivion: And what?!?! Kill yourself, because you hear a few voices. You are weaker than I thought!!! You don't deserve to wear that championship!!!
Ace Slaughter: YES I DO!!! I deserve it more than anyone else in WCF!!! I work hard!! I train hard!!! Someday I could be World Champion!!
Oblivion: BLAH!!! BLAH!!! BLAH!!! BLAH-F*CKIN' BLAH!!!! Shut up!!!
Ace Slaughter: No!! You shut up!! I don't have time for you!! In fact, I don't need you!!
Oblivion: Yes, you do!!! You need my strength!! I am your soul!! I am the reson why you are here in the WCF!!! Without me, you would be still sitting in Withalacoochie State Mental Hospital!!! HUH?!?!? You ever think about that?!? So, you better start giving me the utmost respect, because without me...YOU ARE NOTHING!!!!
Keith: Damn it, Ace!!! Unlock this G*ddamn door!!! NoW!!
The tied up cameraman is sitting in the corner, of the den. He has a look of complete fear, on his face. His eyes show it!!! He cannot escape!! So, he is shaking with complete fear.
Oblivion: You see that cameraman, in the corner?
Slaughter looks at the tied up cameraman, in the corner.
Oblivion: He represents your psyche, after Ten. That's right, Stephan!!! After Ten... YOUR ASS BELONGS TO ME!!! No more resisting Stephan. Take me in, Slaughter!!!
Slaughter begins to close his eyes.
Oblivion: Just listen to my voice. Allow me to become you. Just let go. Listen to the rhythm of your heart, one heartbeat after another. Listen to your breathing. That's it. Allow me to become you.
Slaughter begins to reopen his eyes. His eyes are no longer full of life. His eyes are now cold and distant. But, noone else knows but Slaughter and the cameraman. Slaughter slinks towards the cameraman. The cameraman's eyes are almost bulging in extremem fear. Slaughter looks deep into the camera's lens...
The transformation is now complete....
Oblivion: Hector Rodrigeuz and Fort Knox!! In two days, life as you two will never ever be the same again!!! Don't believe me...LOOK INTO MY EYES!!!
The camera shows Slaughter's, now Oblivion's cold, dark and distant eyes.
Oblivion: In Baltimore, Maryland WCF better have extra security surrounding the ring, because not like Slaughter, I don't care about your well being!!! Injuries are far from my mind!!! I don't care if I injure you!!! You two end up, in the hospital...I DON'T CARE!!! You get seriously hurt.... I DON'T CARE!!! You end up dying, in the ring... I DON'T CARE!!! You think I'm playing?!?!? You thik this is some kind of game?!?!? I AM NOT PLAYING!!! You think I am gonna follow WCF rules and regulations?!?!? NO, I WILL NOT!!! I will walk into the Baltimore Arena looking to hurt you two!!! More blood, the better!!! Jack the Ripper has nothing on me!!!! At the next pay per view, Ten, Hector Rodrigeuz, you better contact your next of kin!! You think I playing around!!! I am not like those other wrestlers, who keeep their violence to a limit!!! You end up hurt... TOO F*CKING BAD!!! Our match at Slam is a tag team match. Our partners are just gonna be in the way!!! I'm looking to hurt you!!! If Fort Knox get in MY way, I'm gonna hurt him too!!! Don't misunderstand my rants for lack of determination. I completely have everything under control. I know what I want....
Oblivion holds up the WCF United States Championship belt.
Oblivion: What I want is to keep being the United States Heavyweight Champion!!! If I have to wrestle scientifically, fine!!! But, I prefer is to rip, everyone that gets into my way, into shreads!!! So, go ahead and call me psycho!! Call me undisciplined!!! I am in more control than you are Hector and Fort Knox. Conviction and myself are gonna wipe the mat with your blood. Like, Slaughter would say... Because if you like it or not? I, the great and almighty OBLIVI-I-I-ON and Conviction will meet you in the ring. We will beat you two... AND THERE IS NOT A DAMN THING YOU TWO CAN DO ABOUT IT!!!
Oblivion gets real close up in the camera's lens and the tied up cameraman's face...
Oblivion: MWA-HA-HA-HA-A-A!!!
Oblivion collapses face first onto the carpet, almost on top of the tied up cameraman. The den's door breaks open and Keith and Melissa rushes in. They run towards Slaughter, not knowing what previously had happened. When Melissa cradles Ace, Oblivion slightly licks Melissa's arm. Keith puts his hand over the camera's lens...
Melissa: Mini, what are you doing? It's only thunder and lightning!
Thunder rattles the windows, as the lightning flashes.
CRACK-BOOM
Keith: HOLY HANNAH!!! That last one was loud!!! Um, where's Ace?!?
Mini does some obscure sign language, apprently, only the Ace Slaughter and his Slaughter Society can only understand.
Melissa: What is it, boy? Ace is where?
Mini Ace claps his hands then points outside. Mini then flops down, butt first onto the floor, with his arms out with his palms pointing up. Mini Ace has his eyes close and his head slightly tilted back.
Melissa: Well, go get him, it's time for lunch.
Mini Ace has a look of terror. Just the thought of going outside, during a storm, has made Mini Ace a blubbering mess. Mini Ace shakes his head no, vigorously.
Melissa: MINI-I-I-I!!!
Mini Ace stomps down with his right foot and gives Melissa a defing "NO" look.
Melissa: I said yes!!! Now!!!
Mini Ace stomps down with his right foot and gives Melissa a defing "NO" look. This time, he has his little arms folded. He flops down to the floor and sits.
Keith: I don't think he is budging.
Melissa: MINI!!! I said now!!!
Mini Ace starts to flop all over the floor, throwing what seems to be a child-like tantrum.
Melissa: Mini, if you want any lunch, you will go outside and go get Ace!!
Mini Ace stomps down with his right foot and looks at Melissa with total defiance, until Melissa points towards the door. Mini Ace turns around and stomps all the way to the door. He flings open the door and begins to stomp all the way to Ace. Everyone watches, in the door way, as Mini walks towards Ace. Mini Ace taps onto Slaughter shoulder, interupting Ace's tantric moment. As Slaughter's zen-like moment being interupted, Ace looks at Mini Ace with a complete and utter destainment. Mini Ace jumps back, with fear, as if he heard a loud crack of thunder and lightning. Mini Ace "signs" to Slaughter, that it is time to eat.
Ace Slaughter: Don't you see, Mini Ace, that I am in total Zen!! What have I told you, about when I'm in total Zen?
Mini Ace hangs his head.
Ace Slaughter: That's right!! You don't bother Ace while he is in Zen!! What was it, that you had to bother me?
With a concerned, but confused look on his face, Mini Ace signs to Ace, that it is time for lunch, Mini Ace hangs his head. Everyone else is still watching from the front doorway. Everyone has been concerned about Slaughter's mental well being, of late. That's when it happens again...
CRACK-BOOM
Mini Ace jumps into Slaughter's arms. It;s interesting, to see Slaughter holding Mini Ace, considering they are dressed alike.
Ace Slaughter: Okay, Mini Ace. Let's go have lunch.
Melissa and Keith are releaved to see Ace not explode with insane rage, something he has been doing, off and on. As soon as slaughter walks into the doorway, Ace puts down Mini Ace. The mini one scurries to the dining room table where soup and sandwiches have been made by Melissa. Mini Ace grabs for the chicken noodle soup with a bologna and cheese sandwich. Mini Ace loves his bologna and chees with mayonaise and mustard, but no crust. Keith has tomato soup with a grilled cheese sandwich. Melissa is just having a small bowl of minestrone soup. Ace is having chicken noodle soup with a grilled ham and cheese sandwich.
Ace Slaughter: Thanks Melissa.
Ace looks sternly at Keith and Mini Ace. With their mouths full they say...
Keith/Mini Ace(somewhat inaudible): Fank yu-u-u, Methitha!!
Mini Ace is slopping through is soup. Ace looks at Mini Ace and immediately Mini Ace cleans off his face with a napkin, then starts to eat slowly and neatly. After about ten minutes, everyone finishes their lunch, as Mini Ace is licking his bowl. Ace looks at Mini Ace, which makes him stop licking his bowl.
Melissa: Everyone make sure....
All three men scatter..
Melissa:...spray off your bowl and put them into the dishwasher. Men!!!
Mini Ace goes off and play Wii, while Keith goes and takes a shower. Melissa cleans up, after the "messy boys", Slaughter goes and works out. Ace walks into his den/workout room. there is a strange sensation coming over him. Ace thinks he beginning to have one of his "migraines". He stops walking and holds his forehead. His vision is blurry and his knees are weak. Sounds around him are beginning to echo within Slaughter's head. Slaughter feels like the room is spinning, which causes slaughter to go down onto one knee. Ace tries to shake off whatever he is going through. But, that seems to be leat of his problems, as a unseen voice speaks to Ace Slaughter.
Oblivion: The time is near, Ace Slaughter. In nine days, Slaughter, no matter what the income is, Slaughter, you WILL become me!!
Ace Slaughter: No-o-o-o!! I will not allow you to take over!!! I AM IN CONTROL!!! YOU WILL NOT CONTROL ME!!! YOU HEAR ME, OBLIVION?!?!? YOU WILL NOT TAKE OVER-ER-ER-ER!!!
KNOCK-KNOCK
Melissa: Ace?
Oblivion: Ou-u-u!!! Lovely Melissa!!
Slaughter feels himself licking his lips, as he mentions Melissa's name.
Melissa: Ace?
Oblivion: M-m-m!! After Ten, that little bitch will be mine!! Or maybe I will have the other boys, in the WCF, have their ways with her!! HM-m-m? Doesn't that sound lovely?! Hmm-m-m? It doesn;t matter to me either way! She is nothing to me. YOU HEAR ME?!?!? NO-O-OTHI-I-ING!!!
Melissa: Are you okay Ace?
Ace Slaughter: You leave her alone!! She has done nothing to you!!
There is now banging against the door.
Keith: Ace?!? Ace, are you okay?!? I can hear you. Is everything alright, in there?!?
Oblivion: It's obvious that your friends care about you, Stephan!! Do you like it, when I call you Stephan, Ace? Because all in reality, you are Stephan Johnson, not Ace Slaughter. Why do all this perpetrating, when you have all-l-l this freinds loving you and caring for you. It all just makes me sick!! Are you a man or an actor is some chick-flick movie?!?! Hm-m-m? Without me you are nothing! You understand me?!?! Nothing!!!
Ace Slaughter: No, you have it all-l-l wrong without my existence, YOU ARE NOTHING. You cannot survive without me!!!
That is when Ace picks up a pair of clothing sheers and puts it to his wrists.
Oblivion: And what?!?! Kill yourself, because you hear a few voices. You are weaker than I thought!!! You don't deserve to wear that championship!!!
Ace Slaughter: YES I DO!!! I deserve it more than anyone else in WCF!!! I work hard!! I train hard!!! Someday I could be World Champion!!
Oblivion: BLAH!!! BLAH!!! BLAH!!! BLAH-F*CKIN' BLAH!!!! Shut up!!!
Ace Slaughter: No!! You shut up!! I don't have time for you!! In fact, I don't need you!!
Oblivion: Yes, you do!!! You need my strength!! I am your soul!! I am the reson why you are here in the WCF!!! Without me, you would be still sitting in Withalacoochie State Mental Hospital!!! HUH?!?!? You ever think about that?!? So, you better start giving me the utmost respect, because without me...YOU ARE NOTHING!!!!
Keith: Damn it, Ace!!! Unlock this G*ddamn door!!! NoW!!
The tied up cameraman is sitting in the corner, of the den. He has a look of complete fear, on his face. His eyes show it!!! He cannot escape!! So, he is shaking with complete fear.
Oblivion: You see that cameraman, in the corner?
Slaughter looks at the tied up cameraman, in the corner.
Oblivion: He represents your psyche, after Ten. That's right, Stephan!!! After Ten... YOUR ASS BELONGS TO ME!!! No more resisting Stephan. Take me in, Slaughter!!!
Slaughter begins to close his eyes.
Oblivion: Just listen to my voice. Allow me to become you. Just let go. Listen to the rhythm of your heart, one heartbeat after another. Listen to your breathing. That's it. Allow me to become you.
Slaughter begins to reopen his eyes. His eyes are no longer full of life. His eyes are now cold and distant. But, noone else knows but Slaughter and the cameraman. Slaughter slinks towards the cameraman. The cameraman's eyes are almost bulging in extremem fear. Slaughter looks deep into the camera's lens...
The transformation is now complete....
Oblivion: Hector Rodrigeuz and Fort Knox!! In two days, life as you two will never ever be the same again!!! Don't believe me...LOOK INTO MY EYES!!!
The camera shows Slaughter's, now Oblivion's cold, dark and distant eyes.
Oblivion: In Baltimore, Maryland WCF better have extra security surrounding the ring, because not like Slaughter, I don't care about your well being!!! Injuries are far from my mind!!! I don't care if I injure you!!! You two end up, in the hospital...I DON'T CARE!!! You get seriously hurt.... I DON'T CARE!!! You end up dying, in the ring... I DON'T CARE!!! You think I'm playing?!?!? You thik this is some kind of game?!?!? I AM NOT PLAYING!!! You think I am gonna follow WCF rules and regulations?!?!? NO, I WILL NOT!!! I will walk into the Baltimore Arena looking to hurt you two!!! More blood, the better!!! Jack the Ripper has nothing on me!!!! At the next pay per view, Ten, Hector Rodrigeuz, you better contact your next of kin!! You think I playing around!!! I am not like those other wrestlers, who keeep their violence to a limit!!! You end up hurt... TOO F*CKING BAD!!! Our match at Slam is a tag team match. Our partners are just gonna be in the way!!! I'm looking to hurt you!!! If Fort Knox get in MY way, I'm gonna hurt him too!!! Don't misunderstand my rants for lack of determination. I completely have everything under control. I know what I want....
Oblivion holds up the WCF United States Championship belt.
Oblivion: What I want is to keep being the United States Heavyweight Champion!!! If I have to wrestle scientifically, fine!!! But, I prefer is to rip, everyone that gets into my way, into shreads!!! So, go ahead and call me psycho!! Call me undisciplined!!! I am in more control than you are Hector and Fort Knox. Conviction and myself are gonna wipe the mat with your blood. Like, Slaughter would say... Because if you like it or not? I, the great and almighty OBLIVI-I-I-ON and Conviction will meet you in the ring. We will beat you two... AND THERE IS NOT A DAMN THING YOU TWO CAN DO ABOUT IT!!!
Oblivion gets real close up in the camera's lens and the tied up cameraman's face...
Oblivion: MWA-HA-HA-HA-A-A!!!
Oblivion collapses face first onto the carpet, almost on top of the tied up cameraman. The den's door breaks open and Keith and Melissa rushes in. They run towards Slaughter, not knowing what previously had happened. When Melissa cradles Ace, Oblivion slightly licks Melissa's arm. Keith puts his hand over the camera's lens...
