Post by Tommy Tyrant on Jul 31, 2009 5:40:27 GMT -5
Oh you little children of the mundane, how ordinary and non-chalant your lives are.
My life however, is all too exciting and full of adventure. And pain.
Yes Mr. Diary, I am now forever "reminded" of what happend that day. I have become horribly disfigured, malformed and... Ugly.
We must find a disguise. For 2 reasons friend.
1:It will help to protect my atrocious form from the world who are cruel and unkind to anything different from their own horrid shapes.
And 2:Well it will give the old ones a chance to have fun in their ordinary lives and try to test their memory skills and maybe figure out whom I may be? Will they recognise me? Remember me?
Lord knows I remember...
Ah yes, Mr. Psycho.
His name, face and form branded into my mind. I could never forget him, even I wanted nothing more.
But where is he now?
How long has it been? Oh I do hope not too long. That wouldn't be good at all. Not one bit.
I vow that before I snuff it again I SHALL learn more about this fine "young" specimen. There is much mystery about him, that much is oh so obvious.
He does not strike me as a man with too much pain on his hands, instead he gives out the pain. But then again who am I to judge?
Suprises are what make fun fun afterall.
What do you mean I won't be able to do it? Mr. Diary I do not care much or the tone you are using right now. Stop it at once.
I have it written down in paper. Your paper to be exact so if I am not able to meet my requirementsby the end of the day I shall have proof and you shall be able to say I told you so.
Yes sir I will have the diligence report to you on thursday.
No officer I have not been speeding? Now now Officer Diary, that isn't at all fair. Your power drunk. You feel that just because of your steel over your heart you think it right to treat everyone else as lower organisms? Well I shall no longer be a Lab Assisstant of yours no siree!
Goodbye President Diary.
My life however, is all too exciting and full of adventure. And pain.
Yes Mr. Diary, I am now forever "reminded" of what happend that day. I have become horribly disfigured, malformed and... Ugly.
We must find a disguise. For 2 reasons friend.
1:It will help to protect my atrocious form from the world who are cruel and unkind to anything different from their own horrid shapes.
And 2:Well it will give the old ones a chance to have fun in their ordinary lives and try to test their memory skills and maybe figure out whom I may be? Will they recognise me? Remember me?
Lord knows I remember...
Ah yes, Mr. Psycho.
His name, face and form branded into my mind. I could never forget him, even I wanted nothing more.
But where is he now?
How long has it been? Oh I do hope not too long. That wouldn't be good at all. Not one bit.
I vow that before I snuff it again I SHALL learn more about this fine "young" specimen. There is much mystery about him, that much is oh so obvious.
He does not strike me as a man with too much pain on his hands, instead he gives out the pain. But then again who am I to judge?
Suprises are what make fun fun afterall.
What do you mean I won't be able to do it? Mr. Diary I do not care much or the tone you are using right now. Stop it at once.
I have it written down in paper. Your paper to be exact so if I am not able to meet my requirementsby the end of the day I shall have proof and you shall be able to say I told you so.
Yes sir I will have the diligence report to you on thursday.
No officer I have not been speeding? Now now Officer Diary, that isn't at all fair. Your power drunk. You feel that just because of your steel over your heart you think it right to treat everyone else as lower organisms? Well I shall no longer be a Lab Assisstant of yours no siree!
Goodbye President Diary.