Post by JMav/JGold/RNorth/MKarloff on Jan 29, 2017 10:53:04 GMT -5
MARTIN KARLOFF
Bye Bye Bad Horror
Bye Bye Bad Horror
"Sweeeeet Caroline..... bum bum bah....the bleak times never looked so bad." Martin sings as he paces back and forth. He's looking at a Jason Voorhees mask he's holding like the skull of Yorick. Our Monster Messiah seems to be filling in for the prince of Denmark.
"I am...displeased. You see I recently paid a visit to the theater and as must be apparent to all of you I am a connoisseur of 'la cinema macabre'. Horror. I absorbed a bracing shot of eye poison known as 'The Bye Bye Man' recently and I am....fearful for the future of fear. " Martin says. He looks at the mask in his hand.
"Alas poor Jason, I knew him well. He created genuine fear in an era where film studios wouldn't edit films down to a PG-13 rating out of fear they wouldn't capture the 'teenage market'. An era where jumpscares existed to service a scene not to serve as the only source of scares." Martin says.
"For several hours after the film I found myself to be disillusioned with my own cause. I wondered if I'd be able to face Sweet Caroline knowing that my crusade to bring Fear was being undermined by the medium that inspired me. As usual I attempted to put pen to paper to strategize against my opponent but the....disgust of this cinematic Hindenburg paired with the welcoming carnal distraction of my lovely wife left me staring at a blank page for hours on end." Martin says, looking the mask dead in the 'eyes'.
"But as I was leaving the theater....I saw something. A film poster for an upcoming Friday the 13th film.... and it reminded me of a simple truth.... no matter how hard you try you can't keep the best monsters down. In a year the Bye Bye Man will be nothing more than a footnote... like the previous New Gen Champion who was something of a 'Bye Bye Man' level monster himself. I went from staring at a blank piece of paper to filling a whole notebook. I studied the tapes. I know how you move better than you do, Sweet Caroline. I know when you stop to breathe... I know about chinks in your armor that you don't. That is the man you will be facing. I am an excellent student, Caroline and I have spent hours studying the topic of YOU. I know what you smell like. You currently find yourself wondering if I really know all of these things or if I am saying it to 'creep you out'? Maybe it's a bit of both?" Martin says with a devious smirk.
"Maybe...maybe the world needs to be reminded what a Monster is. Well....I intend to remind the world with every defense of this title. I will be the indestructible unstoppable beast of your nightmares and just when you think you have me beaten? All you're doing is setting up for the sequel." Martin says. He puts the hockey mask on.
"You are a worthy competitor, Sweet Caroline... but this is not the day I am bested. This is the day you scream...and you are going to scream for me... I can't wait to hear you scream." Martin says.
Martin chuckles darkly.
"What makes the grass grow? Blood blood blood." Martin says, he smiles under the mask and we see blood dribble down his chin.
