Post by xtreme on Nov 13, 2019 16:09:02 GMT -6
"Like violence you have me, forever, and after
Like violence you kill me, forever and after"
- Violence, Blink 182
- Violence, Blink 182
We see Xtreme sitting in front of the camera. He's pushing himself back and forth in the rocking chair he's sitting in, a strange sight. His hands are steepled in front of him, held together tightly.
Xtreme - I see my mistakes, and I have learned from them.
Xtreme continues to rock, while facing the camera. His eyes are shut, remembering everything that's happened in the recent past.
Xtreme - The first time, the good Detective got under my skin, ripping it apart, shredding it, by failing to show up for our match. My rage grew and grew to unchecked levels. I was destructive, out of control, insane... even for my standards.
He takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly. The rocking continues, unabated.
Xtreme - The next time, the rage took over completely. I saw nothing but red. I felt nothing but hate. I thought nothing but of killing the good Detective. And that was my downfall. I charged too soon. I let my emotions cost me the chance to rend him limb from limb, as he deserved. I never even got his blood on my hands.
The rocking slowly comes to a stop. Xtreme stares at his hands, expecting the blood to appear at any moment. It never does.
Xtreme - So now, I have been granted a third opportunity. A final opportunity. Puffer may think he has gotten the better of me. His jokes about my name. His confusion about life in general. His disregard of common sense that allowed him to sign to face me one more time.
Xtreme slowly leans forward, looking deep into the camera. The less strong among you might be leaning backwards, away from the image, feeling a chill run through your spine.
Xtreme - I will control my rage this time, Detective. I will channel it into me, making me stronger, making me even more dangerous. And then... when it's finally time... when I have you at my mercy...
In one motion, Xtreme stands and lifts up the rocking chair, quickly smashing it into the nearby wall. Pieces fly everywhere, from a chair that will never be sat in again.
Xtreme - I WILL SHOW YOU NONE!! NO MERCY!!! NO FORGIVENESS!!! ONLY PAIN!! ONLY SUFFERING!!
Xtreme stops, breathing heavily. You can almost see the line being pulled back, as Xtreme straightens up and smiles at the camera.
Xtreme - I will defeat you, Jack Puffer. And then I will answer the question you so fervently want to know. Because I think we all know where Warrick Hill is. I will make sure to send you to him...
Xtreme grabs the camera with both hands.
Xtreme - IN HELL!!!! HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH!!! HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH!! HELL!! HELL!! HELL!!! HAH HAH HAH...
The laughter continues as the camera falls to the floor, motionless. It is focused on a single image: a picture of Detective Jack Puffer... with the eyes burned out.
Xtreme - I see my mistakes, and I have learned from them.
Xtreme continues to rock, while facing the camera. His eyes are shut, remembering everything that's happened in the recent past.
Xtreme - The first time, the good Detective got under my skin, ripping it apart, shredding it, by failing to show up for our match. My rage grew and grew to unchecked levels. I was destructive, out of control, insane... even for my standards.
He takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly. The rocking continues, unabated.
Xtreme - The next time, the rage took over completely. I saw nothing but red. I felt nothing but hate. I thought nothing but of killing the good Detective. And that was my downfall. I charged too soon. I let my emotions cost me the chance to rend him limb from limb, as he deserved. I never even got his blood on my hands.
The rocking slowly comes to a stop. Xtreme stares at his hands, expecting the blood to appear at any moment. It never does.
Xtreme - So now, I have been granted a third opportunity. A final opportunity. Puffer may think he has gotten the better of me. His jokes about my name. His confusion about life in general. His disregard of common sense that allowed him to sign to face me one more time.
Xtreme slowly leans forward, looking deep into the camera. The less strong among you might be leaning backwards, away from the image, feeling a chill run through your spine.
Xtreme - I will control my rage this time, Detective. I will channel it into me, making me stronger, making me even more dangerous. And then... when it's finally time... when I have you at my mercy...
In one motion, Xtreme stands and lifts up the rocking chair, quickly smashing it into the nearby wall. Pieces fly everywhere, from a chair that will never be sat in again.
Xtreme - I WILL SHOW YOU NONE!! NO MERCY!!! NO FORGIVENESS!!! ONLY PAIN!! ONLY SUFFERING!!
Xtreme stops, breathing heavily. You can almost see the line being pulled back, as Xtreme straightens up and smiles at the camera.
Xtreme - I will defeat you, Jack Puffer. And then I will answer the question you so fervently want to know. Because I think we all know where Warrick Hill is. I will make sure to send you to him...
Xtreme grabs the camera with both hands.
Xtreme - IN HELL!!!! HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH!!! HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH!! HELL!! HELL!! HELL!!! HAH HAH HAH...
The laughter continues as the camera falls to the floor, motionless. It is focused on a single image: a picture of Detective Jack Puffer... with the eyes burned out.