Post by DetroitMassacre MickeyMadness on Mar 18, 2011 19:31:57 GMT -5
The scene comes in on the star maker arena, a purple and black corvette pulls up in the parking area of the star maker arena. Opening up the driver side door is one man that many knows, and is the only man to get royally fucked up in a match against Jayson Ray The Canadian Destroyer. The scars upon his face are a symbol to this person from that fateful day when it all happened. Slamming his door shut to his car his head tilted down up under his purple pin striped suit, his black boots clack the ground as he flips a switchblade in between his finger tips.
Passing right by the two men working the outside of the arena, not making eye contact with them. Climbing the stairs he kept walking with only one thing on his mind. He wanted the original REW to come back into power, he thinks that this is all just a sham. He never thought of himself as one of the greatest people at the time, but it didn't bother him much anymore. The only thing he had to get off of his chest was what he had done in the past. Coming to a big door down at the end of the hallway, he stood there pondering his thoughts on what he was about to do. With the sharp blade in his hands I slammed it shut tucking it away in my pocket.
Bringing my hand up and my head still tilt down up under my hat I knocked on the big door. I heard someone on the opposite side of the door as the door opened up I saw a young girl. She was a little baffled at who was at the door, then the surprising happened she jumped for joy and wrapped her arms my waist hugging me dearly. I knelt down staring into her beautiful eyes, caressing her hair and my voice was a little raspy as I spoke to her.[/b][/size]
Me: Is your father in Ciara? I need to speak with him. It has been awhile since I have seen how have you been?[/b][/size]
Ciara: Daddy had to go and do some business with that guy that looks kind of scary. Do you want to come in Mr. Clown? I am good..how have you been.[/b][/size]
I follow Jayson Ray's daughter into his locker room closing the door behind me. I walk over and sit down on the couch that sits in the middle of his locker room. I am trying not to think about what I did to her father and her when she was younger. The past is not what I want to be meant for as in trying to endanger a child's life.[/b][/size]
Me: I am glad to see that you are better from the little cold that you had. So this scary guy that your father went to talk to does he look like one of those emo freaks who enjoy slitting their wrists for attention?[/b][/size]
Ciara: Yes I think my daddy said something like the guy was Trash. So Mr. Clown what brings you around these parts just curious is all but is the circus coming to town?[/b][/size]
Me: yes Ciara the circus and the carnival are both coming to town, but the main reason I am here I need to speak to your father about a situation that happened a long time ago. With my face and yourself, I need to mend my peace..It kills me because I don't want to make you think that all clowns are bad, we are not all that good or bad. We are all just human beings I will wait for your father here with you, just hope that he understands what I need to tell him.[/b][/size]
I sit there on the sofa staring at the door with my switchblade in my hands, digging it up under my nails as I watch the doorway awaiting for the man that I must speak with...
FADE TO BLACK..
TO BE CONTINUED...by Jayson Ray hopefully...
(OOC: I just wanted to post this to try to start up a new angle or something and we needed activity on the boards so. I hope this grabbed your attention.)[/b][/size]
Passing right by the two men working the outside of the arena, not making eye contact with them. Climbing the stairs he kept walking with only one thing on his mind. He wanted the original REW to come back into power, he thinks that this is all just a sham. He never thought of himself as one of the greatest people at the time, but it didn't bother him much anymore. The only thing he had to get off of his chest was what he had done in the past. Coming to a big door down at the end of the hallway, he stood there pondering his thoughts on what he was about to do. With the sharp blade in his hands I slammed it shut tucking it away in my pocket.
Bringing my hand up and my head still tilt down up under my hat I knocked on the big door. I heard someone on the opposite side of the door as the door opened up I saw a young girl. She was a little baffled at who was at the door, then the surprising happened she jumped for joy and wrapped her arms my waist hugging me dearly. I knelt down staring into her beautiful eyes, caressing her hair and my voice was a little raspy as I spoke to her.[/b][/size]
Me: Is your father in Ciara? I need to speak with him. It has been awhile since I have seen how have you been?[/b][/size]
Ciara: Daddy had to go and do some business with that guy that looks kind of scary. Do you want to come in Mr. Clown? I am good..how have you been.[/b][/size]
I follow Jayson Ray's daughter into his locker room closing the door behind me. I walk over and sit down on the couch that sits in the middle of his locker room. I am trying not to think about what I did to her father and her when she was younger. The past is not what I want to be meant for as in trying to endanger a child's life.[/b][/size]
Me: I am glad to see that you are better from the little cold that you had. So this scary guy that your father went to talk to does he look like one of those emo freaks who enjoy slitting their wrists for attention?[/b][/size]
Ciara: Yes I think my daddy said something like the guy was Trash. So Mr. Clown what brings you around these parts just curious is all but is the circus coming to town?[/b][/size]
Me: yes Ciara the circus and the carnival are both coming to town, but the main reason I am here I need to speak to your father about a situation that happened a long time ago. With my face and yourself, I need to mend my peace..It kills me because I don't want to make you think that all clowns are bad, we are not all that good or bad. We are all just human beings I will wait for your father here with you, just hope that he understands what I need to tell him.[/b][/size]
I sit there on the sofa staring at the door with my switchblade in my hands, digging it up under my nails as I watch the doorway awaiting for the man that I must speak with...
FADE TO BLACK..
TO BE CONTINUED...by Jayson Ray hopefully...
(OOC: I just wanted to post this to try to start up a new angle or something and we needed activity on the boards so. I hope this grabbed your attention.)[/b][/size]
