Post by asylum on Aug 31, 2013 17:16:15 GMT -5
The August 24th episode of Collision is underway and the action has been impressive to say the least. The fans are still buzzing from the last match as they patiently await the combatants for the next match to make their way to the squared circle. The camera pans the crowd taking in all of the signs and banners they have spent their time making touting their favorite stars. Suddenly the lights go out. The darkness is shattered by a flashing of a strobe light. The crowd voices their surprise, but this is drowned out by a girl's voice over the p.a. system. The voice is accompanied by calliope music.
Little Girl's Voice: Ring around the roses. Pocket full of posies.
The calliope music is slowed and distorted sickeningly and the girl's voice has transformed from the voice of innocence to one that sounds demonic.
Little Girl's Voice: Asylum! Asylum! You're all gonna die!
As the echo of the voice fades in the arena the jumbotron comes to life. The image of a large bald man appears. He is wearing a Hannibal Lecter-esque mask on his face making his blue eyes all the more captivating. There is the hint of a smile on his mouth, but it is hard to see through the mask which is made all the more confusing by the fact that his eyes don't betray any emotion let alone happiness.
Asylum: It's story time, boys and girls.
He picks up a pad of paper and a black crayon. He draws a small stick figure on the paper.
Asylum: Once there was a boy.
He then draws a male and female stick figure.
Asylum: The boy lived with his mom and step-father. The boy was very loved by his family, but was misunderstood. He did things they didn't understand so they made him see a doctor.
Asylum pauses for a moment. He puts the pad down and begins to do some drawing off camera.
Asylum: No that's not right. I'm sorry. That was a lie. I shouldn't lie. Liars go to hell. They taught me that.
Asylum continues to draw, but now it looks more like he's scribbling. His voice, which had been calm, has grown more harsh.
Asylum: Once there was a little boy named Asylum. Asylum with his mother and step-father. His step-father beat him and cut him and burned him and his botch of a mother didn't do anything to stop it.
More scribbling. Asylum's voice grows calm once more
Asylum: So Asylum did what any boy would do.
He lifts up the paper which is now entirely covered in red.
Asylum: He killed them.
Asylum stands up and drops the pad of paper. He leans closer to the camera so only his face can be seen.
Asylum: Your parents told you there was no such thing as monsters.
Now it is certain that his lips are curled into an evil grin. And the cold blue eyes are impossible to disregard.
Asylum: They lied!
The screen fades to black and evil laughter fills the arena.
The lights come back on as of nothing had happened and the wrestling action continues.
OOC: Wanted to introduce Asylum to the fans too.
Little Girl's Voice: Ring around the roses. Pocket full of posies.
The calliope music is slowed and distorted sickeningly and the girl's voice has transformed from the voice of innocence to one that sounds demonic.
Little Girl's Voice: Asylum! Asylum! You're all gonna die!
As the echo of the voice fades in the arena the jumbotron comes to life. The image of a large bald man appears. He is wearing a Hannibal Lecter-esque mask on his face making his blue eyes all the more captivating. There is the hint of a smile on his mouth, but it is hard to see through the mask which is made all the more confusing by the fact that his eyes don't betray any emotion let alone happiness.
Asylum: It's story time, boys and girls.
He picks up a pad of paper and a black crayon. He draws a small stick figure on the paper.
Asylum: Once there was a boy.
He then draws a male and female stick figure.
Asylum: The boy lived with his mom and step-father. The boy was very loved by his family, but was misunderstood. He did things they didn't understand so they made him see a doctor.
Asylum pauses for a moment. He puts the pad down and begins to do some drawing off camera.
Asylum: No that's not right. I'm sorry. That was a lie. I shouldn't lie. Liars go to hell. They taught me that.
Asylum continues to draw, but now it looks more like he's scribbling. His voice, which had been calm, has grown more harsh.
Asylum: Once there was a little boy named Asylum. Asylum with his mother and step-father. His step-father beat him and cut him and burned him and his botch of a mother didn't do anything to stop it.
More scribbling. Asylum's voice grows calm once more
Asylum: So Asylum did what any boy would do.
He lifts up the paper which is now entirely covered in red.
Asylum: He killed them.
Asylum stands up and drops the pad of paper. He leans closer to the camera so only his face can be seen.
Asylum: Your parents told you there was no such thing as monsters.
Now it is certain that his lips are curled into an evil grin. And the cold blue eyes are impossible to disregard.
Asylum: They lied!
The screen fades to black and evil laughter fills the arena.
The lights come back on as of nothing had happened and the wrestling action continues.
OOC: Wanted to introduce Asylum to the fans too.
