Post by Mr. Showtime on Sept 13, 2014 13:45:12 GMT -5
It’s dark. Darker than “Mr. Showtime” Michael Wryght can remember ever seeing. He didn’t remember falling asleep, but he knew that he was dreaming. He has had the tendency of falling into deep sleeps and letting the dreams take over. Generally they are wild on outlandish but tonight there is nothing. He kept waiting for something to happen, but nothing ever came.
He started looking for a way out, but in the endlessness of his dream there is no exit. He pinched himself and began to yell, but it seemed like nothing would pull him from this madness. Showtime was lost in this sea of darkness and just when he began to give up for broke a voice breaks the silence but not the bleak surroundings.
It’s about time we could get some things straight.
“Who are you,” replied Showtime, frustrated with his current predicament.
Does it matter?
“Of course it does, you haunt my life and now you’re infiltrating my dreams. Is there no escaping you?”
Of course there isn’t, but haven’t you figured it out yet? I’m here for your benefit.
“So are you going to fill me in, or just keep me in the dark?
Is there something wrong with the dark? You seem to be enjoying it now. There are no distractions or anything to take your mind away from me. You are completely focused on what is in front of you.
“So the dark it is.”
Well if you are going to pout about it, I am you and always have been. The problem is that you refuse to embrace who you truly are. You’re a savage Michael. You have the potential for so much, but you let an image of who you should be get in the way. You use to play your high-class games and there was no way out of them, because that is all they ever were, games. You need me, and I can help you expand your horizons. If you just embrace me it could all be so easy.
“I’m not interested in being a savage or whatever you want from me. I enjoyed my high class life.”
Did you? The way I saw it was that you hated being a sell out. And now that it has been taken away from you should make you happy. The world is your oyster Michael, and all you need to do is let me in. The Black Hand has chosen you so why not utilize it to its full potential. Very few men have been given the honor that you have received. With William and Phinehas you have the power to rule it all.
“What does that even mean?” replied Showtime, frustrated with all of the cryptic talk. This voice has plagued Showtime for too long, so the though came to his mind that this may be the exact place where he could escape from it all together. Though the instant that it came to his mind the voice was ahead of him.
There is no way out Michael. We’ve come too far and when it comes time for you to face off against Saniti, Starr and Eira it may not be you in that ring.
“What do you mean?”
It may just be me. Even with the help of you partners it may not be enough. It may be that I need to take over and finally put you in an opportunity to win this. It is for the greater good.
“No I am the one in charge here not you,” he said and all the voice could do is cackle in response. The laughter was chilling and frightened Showtime a great deal. Was he really the one in charge or was it the voice?
Let’s be honest with ourselves here Michael. The only reason that you not still running around thinking that you are Grimm is because I let you. I pull all the strings here and you are nothing more than my puppet. Why would you even team up with these men in the first place? Have you asked yourself that question? It’s all because I want you to.
“No, none of this is true.”
Of course it is and it’s about time you embraced it, or all of this freedom that you have will be gone. You’ll be nothing more than a mindless vessel doing my bidding. We can be partners here, there is no reason why we cant both prosper from this relationship.
“I don’t want to hurt anyone.”
Of course you do. You want to hurt all of those that come before you. You’ve felt that rush and the kick of adrenaline when someone else’s life is in your hands. You could have that on an almost weekly basis. It all starts with Eira and the Psychedelics at Return to Glory. It is your Glory and your opportunity to be king. They laugh at you now, mocking you for being weak and now there is only one thing you can do about it.
“I wont, it’s not in me to go out that and try to hurt someone.”
But it is Michael, and it’s been here the whole time. All I am doing is giving a voice to it. You know you want this and all three of them can be destroyed but it is up to you to make the decision. Take the opportunity. Take the Glory!
With that Showtime abruptly wakes up in a pool of cold sweat. He wiped his face with the sheets, but it didn’t do much good. The whole sequence raced through his mind, but all he thought about was how much trouble he was truly in and there seemed no way out.
Nex Addo
He started looking for a way out, but in the endlessness of his dream there is no exit. He pinched himself and began to yell, but it seemed like nothing would pull him from this madness. Showtime was lost in this sea of darkness and just when he began to give up for broke a voice breaks the silence but not the bleak surroundings.
It’s about time we could get some things straight.
“Who are you,” replied Showtime, frustrated with his current predicament.
Does it matter?
“Of course it does, you haunt my life and now you’re infiltrating my dreams. Is there no escaping you?”
Of course there isn’t, but haven’t you figured it out yet? I’m here for your benefit.
“So are you going to fill me in, or just keep me in the dark?
Is there something wrong with the dark? You seem to be enjoying it now. There are no distractions or anything to take your mind away from me. You are completely focused on what is in front of you.
“So the dark it is.”
Well if you are going to pout about it, I am you and always have been. The problem is that you refuse to embrace who you truly are. You’re a savage Michael. You have the potential for so much, but you let an image of who you should be get in the way. You use to play your high-class games and there was no way out of them, because that is all they ever were, games. You need me, and I can help you expand your horizons. If you just embrace me it could all be so easy.
“I’m not interested in being a savage or whatever you want from me. I enjoyed my high class life.”
Did you? The way I saw it was that you hated being a sell out. And now that it has been taken away from you should make you happy. The world is your oyster Michael, and all you need to do is let me in. The Black Hand has chosen you so why not utilize it to its full potential. Very few men have been given the honor that you have received. With William and Phinehas you have the power to rule it all.
“What does that even mean?” replied Showtime, frustrated with all of the cryptic talk. This voice has plagued Showtime for too long, so the though came to his mind that this may be the exact place where he could escape from it all together. Though the instant that it came to his mind the voice was ahead of him.
There is no way out Michael. We’ve come too far and when it comes time for you to face off against Saniti, Starr and Eira it may not be you in that ring.
“What do you mean?”
It may just be me. Even with the help of you partners it may not be enough. It may be that I need to take over and finally put you in an opportunity to win this. It is for the greater good.
“No I am the one in charge here not you,” he said and all the voice could do is cackle in response. The laughter was chilling and frightened Showtime a great deal. Was he really the one in charge or was it the voice?
Let’s be honest with ourselves here Michael. The only reason that you not still running around thinking that you are Grimm is because I let you. I pull all the strings here and you are nothing more than my puppet. Why would you even team up with these men in the first place? Have you asked yourself that question? It’s all because I want you to.
“No, none of this is true.”
Of course it is and it’s about time you embraced it, or all of this freedom that you have will be gone. You’ll be nothing more than a mindless vessel doing my bidding. We can be partners here, there is no reason why we cant both prosper from this relationship.
“I don’t want to hurt anyone.”
Of course you do. You want to hurt all of those that come before you. You’ve felt that rush and the kick of adrenaline when someone else’s life is in your hands. You could have that on an almost weekly basis. It all starts with Eira and the Psychedelics at Return to Glory. It is your Glory and your opportunity to be king. They laugh at you now, mocking you for being weak and now there is only one thing you can do about it.
“I wont, it’s not in me to go out that and try to hurt someone.”
But it is Michael, and it’s been here the whole time. All I am doing is giving a voice to it. You know you want this and all three of them can be destroyed but it is up to you to make the decision. Take the opportunity. Take the Glory!
With that Showtime abruptly wakes up in a pool of cold sweat. He wiped his face with the sheets, but it didn’t do much good. The whole sequence raced through his mind, but all he thought about was how much trouble he was truly in and there seemed no way out.
Nex Addo
