Release your inner monsters.
Jul 13, 2019 21:21:30 GMT -5
Crimson Blackwell and Jakob Lister like this
Post by Corey Bull on Jul 13, 2019 21:21:30 GMT -5
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The time is unknown, as is the location. It seems like a park in any American city. The one with families happily walking around, little kids playing on the swing set and the “forts” that they put in them. Leaning against a tree is a younger looking Corey Bull. A smile rests on the clean shaven face of the monster. It is definitely a twenty something Bull. He lacks some of the tattoos he has, as well as the long hair. Walking next to a pond no more then twenty feet away, is a woman whos beautiful and innocent description can only match one Lacey Bull. She is smiling in a beautiful sundress and smelling a bush of roses growing by the pond. Suddenly the dress starts to fall off, and when Lacey turns her head she looks like Bonnie Blue. Suddenly there is what sounds like a yelling kid.
“WHAT THE FUCK!”
Everything stops and we spin to the storm filled sky of the apocalypse. Welcome to the mind of the monster. The personalities all sit around watching what seems like a screen in the sky showing this moment in time. Bully, the child of the group and the original split, stands with a shotgun over his shoulder. The twin demons Hatebringer and Lifetaker sit off to one side and Hatebringer seems to be keeping his eyes on the screen. Slow motion kicks in here. The sound of a booming shotgun goes off and Hatebringer flies back ten feet. The slow sound of the pump going back and forward, a shell loading into the chamber and the breach closing are extremely distinct as the shotgun fires again.
“What did I say about changing the memories!!”
Hatebringer is lying on the ground screaming, half his face on one side missing and a huge hole in his chest. Every other personality just stares at Bully with wide eyes.
“Sorry!!! Blame Zmac, I’ve been on a Bonnie Blue binge all week!”
The shotgun pumps again and Bully places it against what is left of Hatebringers face.
“DO...NOT….DO IT….AGAIN!”
Bully turns and looks around.
“Everyone back to work! We have a match to get ready for.”
Hatebringer, who is already healing, stands and walks away a little as Lifetaker catches up to him and the two fly across the black river of tar to the crumbled city. The rest of the personalities disappear and Bully turns back to his throne of Mountain Dew cans and Playboys. No women are seen here, which is super unusual. Bull sits down and there is a change, the dress moving back to where it belongs and Bonnie becoming Lacey again. Bully lets out a long breath and sets the shotgun next to him and the scene continues.
“Are you sure you want to get into this business?”
Lacey’s voice is angelic, sweet sounding. Bull smiles, as Bully smiles, and shakes his head. As Bull speaks, Bully moves his lips with Bull.
“Of course I do. I’m good at it. And this Apocalypse guy says there is something within me that needs to come out. Ever since I was a kid in the asylum, I felt there was a difference in me.”
Lacey nods and moves to Bull, settling down on his lap and facing him.
“Then I will be right there with you.”
Bulls face gets a little sour looking, concerned.
“But what if I’m no longer the man you love. What if I become a monster like he says I am?”
Lacey smiles and then kisses his lips.
“Then I will love a monster. Maybe I will have to become one myself. Whatever it takes.”
Bull smiles and kisses the woman deeply and the scene stops. It fades and a paper appears with the words “WRESTLERS WIFE COMMITS SUICIDE” in large letters. That too fades and Bully is left to stare at the swirling storm that is Bull’s mind, tears starting to stream down his face. We pull back, faster and faster and suddenly are left looking at an eye, where a single tear is strolling down the cheek. As the camera pulls back, we see the face of Corey Bull.
ONCAMERA
**Another beautiful day in the Great Northwoods of the UP. The sun shines down on the landscape, with trees as far as one can see outside the bay windows of Bull’s home in the woods. A log cabin ranch style house sits on a small hill, overlooking a lake and acres and acres of land. Staring out the window is the monster Corey Bull. A rarely seen moment of vulnerability, as Bull wipes a tear from his eye, we see that there is a look of anger rising within their depths.**
“You know, so many things in this world can be taken from you. Your dignity. Your loved ones. Even the respect you once held. Now some of those things...some of those things you can get back. Respect can always be earned again...sometimes stronger then it was the first time. Dignity can be rebirthed...risen from the ashes like a phoenix. But getting your loved ones back…”
**Bull clears his throat and when he speaks again...his voice is calculated**
“..well that is impossible. But getting yourself back is not. You see, Jakob Lister is the instigator of a crime. You see...he has willfully imprisoned his true self. Allowed it to lie behind the scenes, looking out through the windows of his own eyes to see the things that happen...without ever being able to be a part of the game. Jakob Lister is in fact guilty...of killing himself.”
**Bull turns to the camera and stares a hole through it.**
“We are a monster. It is something we have known for a very long time. Something we learned to...at first...live with. But then...we learned. We adapted...molded...became one with the nature that lived within is until one was indiscernible from the other. The monster wanted violence. We wanted victory. The monster wanted blood. We wanted gold. Soon..those things became the same. In order to attain our brand of violence and sate our own blood lust...we ventured into wrestling and began to take apart anyone that stood before us. The monster wasn’t sated...but we all were. And that was the moment that we knew...we had done the right thing. That we had accepted who we were...fully and without regret.”
“So what the fuck is your problem Jakob?”
**Bull cracks his neck and continues**
“Where is Oblivion? Hiding within you? We doubt that he would simply chose to hide. We have seen him in action...up close and personal. So why do you choose to hold him down? He is a part of you...more then you will ever admit. What he does...you do. One does not operate without the other. So why do you consider holding back your true self Jakob. Why do you insist on keeping yourself down?”
**Bull walks over to the sliding door and walks out onto the deck and leans on the railing**
“Jakob...it's really simple. We are a monster. You insist on holding your monster back. We want you to stop that. We want you to be one with him. We want you to release your true self Jakob. If you need guidance...then ask another monster. We are pretty sure we can think of one that will show you how to be one with who you truly are.”
**Bull nods his head left to right**
“Then again..we expect you to fight against this. We expect you to believe that you are logically doing the right thing. That by squashing down the monster within...you are being a better person. But you are wrong. You are ignoring an asset...forgetting who you truly are. WELL WE WILL REMIND YOU! We will show you what you are missing. We will show you that being weak of mind and unable to appreciate that which you are...is a fault when it comes to looking into the eyes of a true...complete monster. We will either force you to see the flaw ways you are traveling..or force Oblivion to come to the surface. Either way...you two need to find a way to get along if you are going to be a threat to us.”
**Bull turns and stares out over the woods**
“You can’t get back your loved ones. You can’t get back the ones you have taken from this world. But you can always find yourself. And when you start to ignore that...that is when you become less of who you truly are. This is the lesson we will teach to you Jakob. And you will be instantly nailed by hate!”
**Bull continues to look out over the land as the camera fades to black**
The time is unknown, as is the location. It seems like a park in any American city. The one with families happily walking around, little kids playing on the swing set and the “forts” that they put in them. Leaning against a tree is a younger looking Corey Bull. A smile rests on the clean shaven face of the monster. It is definitely a twenty something Bull. He lacks some of the tattoos he has, as well as the long hair. Walking next to a pond no more then twenty feet away, is a woman whos beautiful and innocent description can only match one Lacey Bull. She is smiling in a beautiful sundress and smelling a bush of roses growing by the pond. Suddenly the dress starts to fall off, and when Lacey turns her head she looks like Bonnie Blue. Suddenly there is what sounds like a yelling kid.
“WHAT THE FUCK!”
Everything stops and we spin to the storm filled sky of the apocalypse. Welcome to the mind of the monster. The personalities all sit around watching what seems like a screen in the sky showing this moment in time. Bully, the child of the group and the original split, stands with a shotgun over his shoulder. The twin demons Hatebringer and Lifetaker sit off to one side and Hatebringer seems to be keeping his eyes on the screen. Slow motion kicks in here. The sound of a booming shotgun goes off and Hatebringer flies back ten feet. The slow sound of the pump going back and forward, a shell loading into the chamber and the breach closing are extremely distinct as the shotgun fires again.
“What did I say about changing the memories!!”
Hatebringer is lying on the ground screaming, half his face on one side missing and a huge hole in his chest. Every other personality just stares at Bully with wide eyes.
“Sorry!!! Blame Zmac, I’ve been on a Bonnie Blue binge all week!”
The shotgun pumps again and Bully places it against what is left of Hatebringers face.
“DO...NOT….DO IT….AGAIN!”
Bully turns and looks around.
“Everyone back to work! We have a match to get ready for.”
Hatebringer, who is already healing, stands and walks away a little as Lifetaker catches up to him and the two fly across the black river of tar to the crumbled city. The rest of the personalities disappear and Bully turns back to his throne of Mountain Dew cans and Playboys. No women are seen here, which is super unusual. Bull sits down and there is a change, the dress moving back to where it belongs and Bonnie becoming Lacey again. Bully lets out a long breath and sets the shotgun next to him and the scene continues.
“Are you sure you want to get into this business?”
Lacey’s voice is angelic, sweet sounding. Bull smiles, as Bully smiles, and shakes his head. As Bull speaks, Bully moves his lips with Bull.
“Of course I do. I’m good at it. And this Apocalypse guy says there is something within me that needs to come out. Ever since I was a kid in the asylum, I felt there was a difference in me.”
Lacey nods and moves to Bull, settling down on his lap and facing him.
“Then I will be right there with you.”
Bulls face gets a little sour looking, concerned.
“But what if I’m no longer the man you love. What if I become a monster like he says I am?”
Lacey smiles and then kisses his lips.
“Then I will love a monster. Maybe I will have to become one myself. Whatever it takes.”
Bull smiles and kisses the woman deeply and the scene stops. It fades and a paper appears with the words “WRESTLERS WIFE COMMITS SUICIDE” in large letters. That too fades and Bully is left to stare at the swirling storm that is Bull’s mind, tears starting to stream down his face. We pull back, faster and faster and suddenly are left looking at an eye, where a single tear is strolling down the cheek. As the camera pulls back, we see the face of Corey Bull.
ONCAMERA
**Another beautiful day in the Great Northwoods of the UP. The sun shines down on the landscape, with trees as far as one can see outside the bay windows of Bull’s home in the woods. A log cabin ranch style house sits on a small hill, overlooking a lake and acres and acres of land. Staring out the window is the monster Corey Bull. A rarely seen moment of vulnerability, as Bull wipes a tear from his eye, we see that there is a look of anger rising within their depths.**
“You know, so many things in this world can be taken from you. Your dignity. Your loved ones. Even the respect you once held. Now some of those things...some of those things you can get back. Respect can always be earned again...sometimes stronger then it was the first time. Dignity can be rebirthed...risen from the ashes like a phoenix. But getting your loved ones back…”
**Bull clears his throat and when he speaks again...his voice is calculated**
“..well that is impossible. But getting yourself back is not. You see, Jakob Lister is the instigator of a crime. You see...he has willfully imprisoned his true self. Allowed it to lie behind the scenes, looking out through the windows of his own eyes to see the things that happen...without ever being able to be a part of the game. Jakob Lister is in fact guilty...of killing himself.”
**Bull turns to the camera and stares a hole through it.**
“We are a monster. It is something we have known for a very long time. Something we learned to...at first...live with. But then...we learned. We adapted...molded...became one with the nature that lived within is until one was indiscernible from the other. The monster wanted violence. We wanted victory. The monster wanted blood. We wanted gold. Soon..those things became the same. In order to attain our brand of violence and sate our own blood lust...we ventured into wrestling and began to take apart anyone that stood before us. The monster wasn’t sated...but we all were. And that was the moment that we knew...we had done the right thing. That we had accepted who we were...fully and without regret.”
“So what the fuck is your problem Jakob?”
**Bull cracks his neck and continues**
“Where is Oblivion? Hiding within you? We doubt that he would simply chose to hide. We have seen him in action...up close and personal. So why do you choose to hold him down? He is a part of you...more then you will ever admit. What he does...you do. One does not operate without the other. So why do you consider holding back your true self Jakob. Why do you insist on keeping yourself down?”
**Bull walks over to the sliding door and walks out onto the deck and leans on the railing**
“Jakob...it's really simple. We are a monster. You insist on holding your monster back. We want you to stop that. We want you to be one with him. We want you to release your true self Jakob. If you need guidance...then ask another monster. We are pretty sure we can think of one that will show you how to be one with who you truly are.”
**Bull nods his head left to right**
“Then again..we expect you to fight against this. We expect you to believe that you are logically doing the right thing. That by squashing down the monster within...you are being a better person. But you are wrong. You are ignoring an asset...forgetting who you truly are. WELL WE WILL REMIND YOU! We will show you what you are missing. We will show you that being weak of mind and unable to appreciate that which you are...is a fault when it comes to looking into the eyes of a true...complete monster. We will either force you to see the flaw ways you are traveling..or force Oblivion to come to the surface. Either way...you two need to find a way to get along if you are going to be a threat to us.”
**Bull turns and stares out over the woods**
“You can’t get back your loved ones. You can’t get back the ones you have taken from this world. But you can always find yourself. And when you start to ignore that...that is when you become less of who you truly are. This is the lesson we will teach to you Jakob. And you will be instantly nailed by hate!”
**Bull continues to look out over the land as the camera fades to black**