Post by twohitman08 on Sept 16, 2009 21:44:40 GMT 2
We're back from the commercials, but all we can see is darkness.
PH: Ladies and Gentlemen this is not a technical fault please do not change the channel.
As our eyes adjust to the darkness we realize its the same closet Dines was in. But the silhouette isn't Dines its clearly a bigger man. The camera zooms out and next to the man we see a small man both have their backs to the camera, unaware of the camera just meters away.
The small man pulls a small object out of his pocket,a match box , he strikes the match, the room is half lit with light this should make us feel easier but it doesn't. The dirty mirror next to the two is haunted by the big man's image his teeth a grimy yellow, the mans massive frame is to much for the mirror which dominates half the wall.
JR: OH MY GOD!, its "The Executioner" Edward Samson, Dines is literally walking into the devils boiler room!.
We hear a mans cheerful voice coming this way Its Dines unaware of the danger hes walking into, the door opens a inch its clear by Thorps hungered expression he doesn't know the saint is inch's away he's still whispering instructions to Edward his gleeful grunts fill the room.
Dines is listening to the conversion his eyes wide with fear, he knows he has to face up to this man or his career in TWO stars will be over before it begun he lets out a loud sigh and opens the door slowly until he fulls sees the "Unstoppable Murder".
Dines: I guess...I guess I'm the one you want.
He says with an air of defeat in his voice shaking.
Thorp stands up his flame red suit his face even more unnerving in the half light.
Thorp: So, your the drug addict who wants to surly the TWO stars name.
Dines: Dude I'm not a....
Before he could say anything Edward raises to his feet, his red pokers for eyes hidden behind his hair, his arms stretched out for the iconic coolness.
Dines:Shit!, whoa!.
Dines stumbles for the door, but the machine grabs him by the neck and lifts his effortlessly off his feet. Dines struggles in vein to kick his massive 254 lb frame but his massive kicks have no chance against "Society's Savors" rage.
Thorpe pulls out a yellow tatty preachment and rolls it down, he's smiling gleefully, loving sending out punishment to the evil of this world.
Thorp: For the heinous crime of drug use I sentence you Harry Dines to.........hanging from the neck until DEATH!.
You shall be executed at millers park...presisely now ha ha hahaha.
Every word is spoken slowly with joy on every word with the aim to make Thorps enjoyment last but a few seconds longer.
Dines:NNNNNNNOOOOOOO!
Dines kicks and screams in an attempt to free him shelf of "The Dead Eyed Killer". Edward carry's him to the door where he waits until his master opens the door bowing to the stairway to sexiness with a smile tainted in evil as he is manhandled to the outside.
Dines grabs the door frame,the kick off generated is enough for one last massive dropkick,it sends Edward to the floor,Dines is down, he scrambles to his feet his legs shaking and runs down the hall to the main entrance. The dropkick has only made him madder.
Hes come back his outstretched like tree trunks his grunts loud and blood thirsty his master is no where to be seen, Harry can see the exit to the main part his head turned to see the killer far behind him his face lighting up...Hes free!.
But his joy is short lived, Thorp had taken a short cut most people didn't know about. He leaps from a locker onto Harry holding him enough to tie his arms up with robe .
Thorp:You cant escape him. See hes here now.
He wasn't lieing. His looming frame burying Dine's, he picks him up and smashes him against the wall his entire body weight crushing Harry's.
Thorp: So how does it feel?, painful?,constricting all the above its the pain of all the people you hurt, all the people who suffer needlessly over you,dispose of..........
Before he can stop him Dines manages to grab a rusty old chair with his legs and smash his left leg,hes unfazed but the second shot sends him crashing to his knees Dines falls to the floor with the chair still in between his legs this time a shot to his face sends him to the floor with a thud with make the entire floor shutter.
His master is speechless. The bloody rope used for the hanging dangling lifelessly and its owner frozen to the spot. Dines manages to get onto his feet and runs from the scene the only evidence anything taken place in the deserted halls is the bloodied caress of "The Equalizer" and his owner stone faced planing his revenge.
PH: Ladies and Gentlemen this is not a technical fault please do not change the channel.
As our eyes adjust to the darkness we realize its the same closet Dines was in. But the silhouette isn't Dines its clearly a bigger man. The camera zooms out and next to the man we see a small man both have their backs to the camera, unaware of the camera just meters away.
The small man pulls a small object out of his pocket,a match box , he strikes the match, the room is half lit with light this should make us feel easier but it doesn't. The dirty mirror next to the two is haunted by the big man's image his teeth a grimy yellow, the mans massive frame is to much for the mirror which dominates half the wall.
JR: OH MY GOD!, its "The Executioner" Edward Samson, Dines is literally walking into the devils boiler room!.
We hear a mans cheerful voice coming this way Its Dines unaware of the danger hes walking into, the door opens a inch its clear by Thorps hungered expression he doesn't know the saint is inch's away he's still whispering instructions to Edward his gleeful grunts fill the room.
Dines is listening to the conversion his eyes wide with fear, he knows he has to face up to this man or his career in TWO stars will be over before it begun he lets out a loud sigh and opens the door slowly until he fulls sees the "Unstoppable Murder".
Dines: I guess...I guess I'm the one you want.
He says with an air of defeat in his voice shaking.
Thorp stands up his flame red suit his face even more unnerving in the half light.
Thorp: So, your the drug addict who wants to surly the TWO stars name.
Dines: Dude I'm not a....
Before he could say anything Edward raises to his feet, his red pokers for eyes hidden behind his hair, his arms stretched out for the iconic coolness.
Dines:Shit!, whoa!.
Dines stumbles for the door, but the machine grabs him by the neck and lifts his effortlessly off his feet. Dines struggles in vein to kick his massive 254 lb frame but his massive kicks have no chance against "Society's Savors" rage.
Thorpe pulls out a yellow tatty preachment and rolls it down, he's smiling gleefully, loving sending out punishment to the evil of this world.
Thorp: For the heinous crime of drug use I sentence you Harry Dines to.........hanging from the neck until DEATH!.
You shall be executed at millers park...presisely now ha ha hahaha.
Every word is spoken slowly with joy on every word with the aim to make Thorps enjoyment last but a few seconds longer.
Dines:NNNNNNNOOOOOOO!
Dines kicks and screams in an attempt to free him shelf of "The Dead Eyed Killer". Edward carry's him to the door where he waits until his master opens the door bowing to the stairway to sexiness with a smile tainted in evil as he is manhandled to the outside.
Dines grabs the door frame,the kick off generated is enough for one last massive dropkick,it sends Edward to the floor,Dines is down, he scrambles to his feet his legs shaking and runs down the hall to the main entrance. The dropkick has only made him madder.
Hes come back his outstretched like tree trunks his grunts loud and blood thirsty his master is no where to be seen, Harry can see the exit to the main part his head turned to see the killer far behind him his face lighting up...Hes free!.
But his joy is short lived, Thorp had taken a short cut most people didn't know about. He leaps from a locker onto Harry holding him enough to tie his arms up with robe .
Thorp:You cant escape him. See hes here now.
He wasn't lieing. His looming frame burying Dine's, he picks him up and smashes him against the wall his entire body weight crushing Harry's.
Thorp: So how does it feel?, painful?,constricting all the above its the pain of all the people you hurt, all the people who suffer needlessly over you,dispose of..........
Before he can stop him Dines manages to grab a rusty old chair with his legs and smash his left leg,hes unfazed but the second shot sends him crashing to his knees Dines falls to the floor with the chair still in between his legs this time a shot to his face sends him to the floor with a thud with make the entire floor shutter.
His master is speechless. The bloody rope used for the hanging dangling lifelessly and its owner frozen to the spot. Dines manages to get onto his feet and runs from the scene the only evidence anything taken place in the deserted halls is the bloodied caress of "The Equalizer" and his owner stone faced planing his revenge.
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