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| Pat | Jan 22 2011, 09:58 PM Post #1 |
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That one guy who is awesome
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"DADDY!" It's not quite obvious, but I cringe as that one word, the two syllables, reverberate around inside my head. The all too familiar goose pimples come as I'm about to confront some annoying and misinformed fan. I turn, ready to fight off anyone who gets in my way from telling this child what's what. "DADDY'S BACK!" That annoying kid! There was something familiar about the shrill, excited voice. Maybe I'd...I'd...Loki... ..... .... ... .. . "Hey Pumpkin! I've missed you!" I turn around from the trunk of my beat up Sunfire and scoop up my little girl. I give her a nice kiss on the forehead and she giggles as she wraps her little arms around my neck. I hold her with my left arm and scoop up my overnight bag with my right as I carry my daughter into our quaint, one story house. As I open the door, my child starts to squirm and I have no choice but to set her down as she runs off into the house, more than likely to find a doll that she wants to play with. I smile after her but my gaze shifts to the beautiful sight to my left. My wife, Jocelyn, standing in the entry way to the kitchen with a smile on her face. What's there not to love? I scoop her up in both my arms and give her a kiss. "Dave...I've missed you." A smile shines out above all else on my wife's face as I set her down and smile back. I look around only to find one thing missing. "Where's Billy?" "He's at a friend's house, but should be home soon." I nod and turn around to pick up my bag, dragging it into my office. Shutting the door behind me I set the bag down on my desk and open it up, fully expecting to see my paper's from an exhausting business trip to Las Vegas. However, instead of any work, I only witness a bright colored jester's mask, a pair of tights, and some boots. A sinister voice laughs in my head. A high pitched, merciless laugh that reigns supreme in my head. I refuse to believe it. Refuse to believe the voice in my head that was begging for me to let it take over again. I put my head down on my desk and try to block out the laughing as the mask calls my name.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "DAD! Dinner is ready!" I wake up with my head throbbing. I don't remember anything that happened after the laughing started in my head. However, I close the closet where the mask that triggered it all laid, staring at me, I knew, KNEW, that I would come crawling back to it. Not now though. I open the door to find my son Billy staring at me, a mildly annoyed look on his face for being sent to get his father for dinner. "It's about time dad. Sheesh." He rolls his eyes and takes off to the kitchen, as I follow him. The kitchen is brightly lit as my wife serves everybody pot roast, mashed potatoes, and a healthy serving of vegetables. If there was one thing that my wife knew how to do, it was how to cook the perfect pot roast. I lick my lips I take my seat, savoring the moment that I'm able to take a bite of the succulent piece of meat. I'm interrupted though by the laughter, dull now, but still there. However, this time, a voice is added to the mix. "You know you want to. Tell them Dave. Tell them about me. The NEWEST member of your life." I shake my head, I try to hide it but fail miserably as my daughter, Billy, and Jocelyn all take notice. I smile sheepishly and say. "Sorry, I'm still a little tired. Jet lag and all that." They all shrug and continue getting ready for dinner as I try to figure out where the voice is coming from. It stops though, no longer there. I smile grimly as I hold my families hands to say our prayers before eating. I bow my head respectfully as my wife and children recite their chants to an unknown God. They stop finally and we're free to talk and eat. "So kids, what's been going on since I've been gone?" My daughter immediately begins to tell me about how her and some other girl at preschool have the same doll and now they're friends for life. Billy remains silent as my daughter finishes with her story. "Well Billy? What about you? Anything new?" He shrugs but says. "Well, I know you guys won't let it last, but I watched sVo with Larry last night, he had them DVRed. There's a couple new guys that I really enjoy. The first guy is Nero, but he's pretty much insane and creepy. Then there's Loki Synn. He's pretty goofy but lost his first match due to interference and a couple good chair shots to the head. Loki is different than the rest of the roster though. He wears these really bright pants but his mask is what really sets him apart..." The voice trails off as my wife gives him a look that can only be described as a death glare. "You know we don't want you watching that garbage! It's much too violent for a fourteen year old boy! Tell him Dave! Dave! Dave?" Her voice is filled with concern as once again all eyes are on me. The voice drowns out all other voices though... "You hear that Dave? Your son likes me! He really likes me! Maybe I can salvage that loser persona of yours after all. We have some work to do though. That mask. MY mask. It needs to be reinforced so the chairs can't hurt us anymore. I've got plans Dave. Trust me. We'll be the next big thing. I mean, I've already taken over as Number One in your son's eyes..." "SHUT UP!" My voice reigns supreme over all other voices, in my head, at the table. They all just stare at me. The voice snickers and waves as he retreats back in my mind. I know though, that it isn't over. He's just waiting to come back, his mischievous work is done for tonight. "Just...I'm sorry. I have a migraine." I shove my chair back from the table and get up to leave and headed to my office. Once again I put my head on my desk, but before I can drift off my wife comes in and sets a pill with a glass of water next to my head. She lightly pats me on the head before giving me a light kiss. "Get well soon honey. I've missed you. You don't have to worry about any business trips until next week." There's a certain tone in her voice. A smile. No, she's worried. No. She's concerned. I only moan in response to her though as she turns and heads back out of my office, closing the door behind her. Laughter erupts in my head as I try to sleep, only to soon be replaced by carnival music. In the darkness, the pill and the water lay on the desk, forgotten... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Diamonds are a girl's best friend. Dog is man's best friend. The game of chance? It's a Jester's best friend. Think about this if you dear reader would. In every single card game ever played, a Joker is wild. BUT, BUT, BUT.... What is on the picture of the so called "Joker" card? It's not that purple suited wannabe from the Batman series. It isn't a clown. It isn't some comedian that stands up on stage only to make people laugh. It's a jester. The jester card is more powerful than an ace, king, queen, jack, or anything else. It changes the landscape of any game that you play. It's wild. It could be ANYTHING. It could make the most powerful hand in poker, bow down to it. It can win a man millions and toss another into bankruptcy. All at the same time. Now let's make sure that we're on the same page here. It's no longer the "Joker" card. It's the "Jester" card. I think that it's time that Jester's rise up and take back what is rightfully theirs. If it wasn't for the jester, the joker would be nonexistent. The jester makes things happen. The jester shall once again reign supreme. Everyone on the sVo roster is going into this week, Roulette Night, with a sense of excitement. What match will they get? Will they walk in from the bottom of the roster and exit as World Champion? Will they walk out with a chance to be GM for a week? Or will they lose and just be the nothings they already were? Me? I'm walking into this thing with an annoying sense of superiority. Just like in a game of poker, a Jester will change the landscape of the game. I'll walk in there and trump anything and everything that is tossed my way. Joker's are no longer wild. That would be a Jester. And have I mentioned that Jester's are positively synnful? Because they are. Mothers! Fathers! Children of all ages! Welcome to the sVo! Where the fool trumps all and becomes king. Keep your eyes on my kiddos, because I'm going up to the top and I'll be sure to leave a trail of bodies in my way. ..... ... .. . You thought I forgot didn't you? Vine. Vintor. Otis. I hope you're ready. I hope you fully realize the can of worms that you opened last week when you decided that you would lay me out with a steel chair. I'm coming for you. You thought Nero did some fucked up things to BBD? Wait till you see what I have in store for you.... Semi colon. Right parenthesis. |
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