Post by Deleted on Jun 28, 2017 21:41:27 GMT -5
[The Following is OFF CAMERA]
October 31st, 2002 6:42 PM
"Let's go see what the fat stupid one is up to."
A group of four teenage boys runs through the hallway of a small suburban two story home. The leader is a taller redheaded kid, behind him are two brown haired kids, obviously brothers, and a blonde haired kid bringing up the rear. They shoved one of the doors open and walked in to see a large somewhat chubby kid sitting on the lower of one of the three bunk beds in the room. He was staring down at a magazine, but it was quickly snatched away by the redheaded kid.
"Pro wrestling illustrated? What the fuck. You like wrestling? Watching a bunch of duded in their underwear wrestle around? You some kind of fag?"
The chubby kid doesn't say anything, he just lowers his head.
"That's it Jimmy, he's a big fat queer."
Three of the boys laugh at him with the blonde haired kid holding back, but after a slap in the chest from Jimmy, he starts laughing to.
"He probably wants Johnny here, don't you fat boy?"
The other three look back at the blonde haired kid, who would probably be considered cute. Johnny doesn't say anything, just looks back at the chubby kid.
"Go on Gunnar, show us what a fag you are."
Gunnar's hands clench in to fists and Johnny looks down at his hands.
"Let's just leave the gay boy alone."
"Fuck that Johnny. Come on fag boy, suck my fucking dick."
Jimmy looks at him and starts unzipping his pants when someone drops from the top bunk. Standing in front of the four bullies is a very large muscular kid, dark black hair and the beginnings of a beard. Gunnar looks at him, puts a hand on his shoulder and stands up.
"I got it Karston."
"Aww, this your fucking boyfriend? Two little faggo"
Before Jimmy can continue, Gunnar hits him with a hard right hand and he goes don to the floor with a thud. Karston smirks and goes back to his bunk. The two brothers look at Gunnar, and he just raises his right hand. They pick up their buddy, who's nose is busted and bloody. They carry him out of the room as Johnny starts to follow, then turns around, picks up Gunnar's magazine, and hands it to him. Johnny looks at him for a bit, then leans in and kisses Gunnar. Gunnar's eyes go wide as Johnny pulls back and runs off. Karston peeks his head down from the top bunk.
"Are you gay?"
Gunnar looks at his only real friend, and nods his head.
"Okay, well I ain't, so find some other dude to bang. I'm just your friend."
Karston pulled his head back up at Gunnar laid back in his bed with a smile. Finally at least one person accepted him.
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[The Following is ON CAMERA]
June 28th, 2017 10:00 PM
Inside of a small dimly lit room, Gunnar Wahl sat in a simple black chair. He had opted for basic black shorts, and one of their t-shirts. Aaynet had gone a somewhat different route, her attire was mainly black, but above the thigh high black stockings was short black vinyl dress. It was trimmed in white and in the middle there was a white upside down cross. She wore a long black head cover, trimmed in white and dotted with metal studs.
"What, too blasphemous?"
She smirked at the camera and showed off the outfit a bit.
"No worse than calling yourself, The Messiahs. Of course, even if you get rid of the whole blasphemy thing, is just a really stupid name. No religion in the history of ever has messiahs. They have one, singular, that's kind of the whole purpose of them. They're the one promised guy that's gonna make everything alright for their followers. Having two, that's just confusing? Which one of you heals the sick? Which one of you tells the stories to teach people stuff? Which one of you turns the water in to wine? That's the one I want to hang out with? Or is it a deal where only of you can actually do stuff and the other just tags along? Or is it just a really stupid name that you thought would sound cool because you're idiots? Kind of like changing your names to Damien and Lucifer. I could kind of believe that you had parents enough messed up to name one of you Damien, but Lucifer? Come on now, no parent would ever name their kid that."
Aaynet shakes her head and Gunnar silently agrees.
"But let's talk about you Luci. This week, you don't have your big bad brother to help you out. Nope, it's just you and the woolly mammoth one on one. That is very very bad news for you. If this was a normal situation, it would still be bad, but see Gunnar is incredibly pissed about his last match. Plus there's the fact that you two have been babbling on and on about us. Then there's the physical altercations between us and the two of you. Then there's the fact he wants to wear you down a bit before our tag match at the show after this one. It's not looking like a good night for you Luci. First, you'll have to watch your big dumb brother lose to Karston, then just minutes later, you have to walk out to that ring and get your ass handed to you by this big man."
Gunnar stands now, towering over Aaynet. She looks back at him with a smirk and then turns to the camera again.
"Go ahead and tell him what's in store for him Gunnar."
"No. I want him to sit there and wonder what I have planned. I want him to sit there and think about all the ways I an hurt him. I want him to lay in bed and have nightmares of me. I want every single moment of his life to be filled with the knowledge that I am going to destroy him on Saturday, but he doesn't know how it's going to happen. I want that to drive him crazier than he already is."
Gunnar's lips curl in to a sadistic smile as Aaynet laughs a bit. Gunnar stretches his arms and lets out a primal yell right as the scene fades.
October 31st, 2002 6:42 PM
"Let's go see what the fat stupid one is up to."
A group of four teenage boys runs through the hallway of a small suburban two story home. The leader is a taller redheaded kid, behind him are two brown haired kids, obviously brothers, and a blonde haired kid bringing up the rear. They shoved one of the doors open and walked in to see a large somewhat chubby kid sitting on the lower of one of the three bunk beds in the room. He was staring down at a magazine, but it was quickly snatched away by the redheaded kid.
"Pro wrestling illustrated? What the fuck. You like wrestling? Watching a bunch of duded in their underwear wrestle around? You some kind of fag?"
The chubby kid doesn't say anything, he just lowers his head.
"That's it Jimmy, he's a big fat queer."
Three of the boys laugh at him with the blonde haired kid holding back, but after a slap in the chest from Jimmy, he starts laughing to.
"He probably wants Johnny here, don't you fat boy?"
The other three look back at the blonde haired kid, who would probably be considered cute. Johnny doesn't say anything, just looks back at the chubby kid.
"Go on Gunnar, show us what a fag you are."
Gunnar's hands clench in to fists and Johnny looks down at his hands.
"Let's just leave the gay boy alone."
"Fuck that Johnny. Come on fag boy, suck my fucking dick."
Jimmy looks at him and starts unzipping his pants when someone drops from the top bunk. Standing in front of the four bullies is a very large muscular kid, dark black hair and the beginnings of a beard. Gunnar looks at him, puts a hand on his shoulder and stands up.
"I got it Karston."
"Aww, this your fucking boyfriend? Two little faggo"
Before Jimmy can continue, Gunnar hits him with a hard right hand and he goes don to the floor with a thud. Karston smirks and goes back to his bunk. The two brothers look at Gunnar, and he just raises his right hand. They pick up their buddy, who's nose is busted and bloody. They carry him out of the room as Johnny starts to follow, then turns around, picks up Gunnar's magazine, and hands it to him. Johnny looks at him for a bit, then leans in and kisses Gunnar. Gunnar's eyes go wide as Johnny pulls back and runs off. Karston peeks his head down from the top bunk.
"Are you gay?"
Gunnar looks at his only real friend, and nods his head.
"Okay, well I ain't, so find some other dude to bang. I'm just your friend."
Karston pulled his head back up at Gunnar laid back in his bed with a smile. Finally at least one person accepted him.
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[The Following is ON CAMERA]
June 28th, 2017 10:00 PM
Inside of a small dimly lit room, Gunnar Wahl sat in a simple black chair. He had opted for basic black shorts, and one of their t-shirts. Aaynet had gone a somewhat different route, her attire was mainly black, but above the thigh high black stockings was short black vinyl dress. It was trimmed in white and in the middle there was a white upside down cross. She wore a long black head cover, trimmed in white and dotted with metal studs.
"What, too blasphemous?"
She smirked at the camera and showed off the outfit a bit.
"No worse than calling yourself, The Messiahs. Of course, even if you get rid of the whole blasphemy thing, is just a really stupid name. No religion in the history of ever has messiahs. They have one, singular, that's kind of the whole purpose of them. They're the one promised guy that's gonna make everything alright for their followers. Having two, that's just confusing? Which one of you heals the sick? Which one of you tells the stories to teach people stuff? Which one of you turns the water in to wine? That's the one I want to hang out with? Or is it a deal where only of you can actually do stuff and the other just tags along? Or is it just a really stupid name that you thought would sound cool because you're idiots? Kind of like changing your names to Damien and Lucifer. I could kind of believe that you had parents enough messed up to name one of you Damien, but Lucifer? Come on now, no parent would ever name their kid that."
Aaynet shakes her head and Gunnar silently agrees.
"But let's talk about you Luci. This week, you don't have your big bad brother to help you out. Nope, it's just you and the woolly mammoth one on one. That is very very bad news for you. If this was a normal situation, it would still be bad, but see Gunnar is incredibly pissed about his last match. Plus there's the fact that you two have been babbling on and on about us. Then there's the physical altercations between us and the two of you. Then there's the fact he wants to wear you down a bit before our tag match at the show after this one. It's not looking like a good night for you Luci. First, you'll have to watch your big dumb brother lose to Karston, then just minutes later, you have to walk out to that ring and get your ass handed to you by this big man."
Gunnar stands now, towering over Aaynet. She looks back at him with a smirk and then turns to the camera again.
"Go ahead and tell him what's in store for him Gunnar."
"No. I want him to sit there and wonder what I have planned. I want him to sit there and think about all the ways I an hurt him. I want him to lay in bed and have nightmares of me. I want every single moment of his life to be filled with the knowledge that I am going to destroy him on Saturday, but he doesn't know how it's going to happen. I want that to drive him crazier than he already is."
Gunnar's lips curl in to a sadistic smile as Aaynet laughs a bit. Gunnar stretches his arms and lets out a primal yell right as the scene fades.