Charlie "The Ghost" Rossi "One Thousand Words And the Killer
Feb 14, 2018 21:26:46 GMT -5
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Post by Charlie 'The Ghost' Rossi on Feb 14, 2018 21:26:46 GMT -5
“I saw the light over the confessional and the voice said: That’s the person to kill.”
-Herbert Mullin-
Confessions of the" Ring Rat Killer"
Charlie "The Ghost" Rossi Chronicles
Journal 23 Entry 2nd Dated: February 14th,2018.
I do not know what it is like to feel. I know only my own callousness and emotionless logic.
I do not comprehend and understand the most basics of human emotion. I have learned to
survive and deal with this desire from a young adolescent age. My father was first to recognize
the difference that is me. It was he who taught me the code and how to hunt. If I was going
to channel and learn to live with my urges I must follow a stick code and by this code the
Hunter lives by and lives die by. It was here that the violent killer was born.
The Code. A checklist. Reasoning within reason. Charlie's murders are
directed by inner voice that he calls
"The Hunter' who keeps prodding Charlie to kill.
His father also taught young Charlie to be a careful, meticulous
killer, to leave no clues,
and to be absolutely sure his victims are guilty before killing them. Rossi calls these
rules "The Code." Vigilante. The attention is in the detail. The plan must be flawless.
I was taught that without
it leaves evidence that will get you caught. My very first time I had been
watching her for five weeks. I had to
make sure that it fit "The Code" I could not afford to be careless.
I could not be caught not now. I had worked
to hard for to long for this not to work for me. And to be honest
I was having to much fun to stop now I had
reached the point of no return long ago and in hindsight shot it the
proverbial finger as we moved forward.
And so I was always careful. Always tidy. Always prepared ahead of
time so that it was always right. And When
it was right take extra time to be sure. I was a very neat monster.
-Charlie "The Ghost" Rossi
Charlie "The Ghost" Rossi's Internalized Monologue
No matter if its man, woman, or child that is put in my path I have no problem executing my plan to
perfection at a high level over and over again. A gold belt strapped to leather does not make the man
the man makes the belt. The allure and prestige is made by the man. The first to accomplish the task at
hand makes me the first to accomplish what I set out to do. In a weeks time I am legit in the eyes of my
peers and the onlookers that wish they were in my shoes. In a weeks time two very important things
transpired. On my shoulder I wear the Alpha Championship for Wrestling Championship Federation and
on the other Action Wrestling's Television Championship. Peer into the eyes of this killer and you will
see a man that will stop at nothing to continue to
shoulder twenty pounds of Gold. Jayhawk and Eavan you two are nothing more than gum on the bottom of my
boots. What I have accomplished in my career you two only have had wet dreams about. What is reality for me
is just fantasy for you two. In this world we call reality I continue to strive for perfection. In order to endure
success you have to be willing to do whatever it takes and at times it may not be the popular choice but its what
have to happen in order to come out on top.
Anticipation is at its highest peak. People sometimes mention it to be as the
calm before the storm. In this
formal manner they begin to wonder what is
to happen. They try to predict the outcome or they begin to
formulate a plan so
that there outcome is a positive one. Next, is preparation. Comes time to mentally
prepare yourself. Now you see the game plan is already been put forth. Here and
there you may tweak it a
bit but for the better part of it you know your exact point
of impact. Your ready. Or are you? Then you start to
second guess yourself as game
time is an hour away. You begin to question yourself and physically you have become
ill. Here you are, now second guessing yourself and weather or not you have done
enough to just get by. Deep you are
in thought the deeper you begin to fall. You have in
ways placed yourself in your own mental prison.
The air is thick with anticipation. Like the
common saying goes:"Its so thick that you could cut it with a knife.
" The cracking of lighting
Illuminates the nights sky. A boom goes off. You count to yourself as again the boom sounds
off letting you know that our storm is on its approach. It will be just a short time until the storm
reaches us. A calm before the storm. . On one end will be
two unfortunate souls and on the opposite side of our
spectrum is the art of assassination in the
from of Ghost. When life pours down upon your head what will you do?
When its to over bearing
and your at a loss. How will you respond? Time is short my friends and actions will be
taken against
you. Your words go on deaf ears as your screams will not be heard when my hands are choking the
life from you. Jayhawk and Eavan it's nothing personal just strictly business.