Post by jasonryan on Aug 13, 2022 13:31:11 GMT -5
Located in a unremarkable office Jason spins around in a swivel chair and leans forward facing the camera.
Buster Gloves. Amber Payne. Lately you two have had a feeling deep in your guts for weeks now. Neither of you can explain what it is, you both know it's wrong. You want to expel it, but you can't. Let me tell you what that feeling is. It's a little thing we call fear. Fear of me. Fear of what I'm going to do next. Fearing for your loved ones. Fear of the knowledge that no matter what you try. I will always come out on top. And you be afraid. Both of you should be very afraid. For you Amber, the fear goes back years.
I want you to remember one night in particular Amber. Christmas Eve. I know you know what I'm talking about. It had been a long day for you. And it was about to get a lot longer. Your friend, my ex, called you on the verge of a mental breakdown. She talked to you all night about the guy she was dating, how he had tormented her, broke her down, tarnished her value. And you tried to be a good friend telling her that I was the problem, that I was the bad guy and she was amazing. You were being the dutiful friend you've always been. Amber, you have no idea the power I felt when it didn't do a damn thing.
Because shortly after, she ended up going to the psych ward, didn't she? I had broken her down to that point, and I enjoyed it. I enjoyed the fact I had been the one to cause her to hit rock bottom. I've said this a lot over the years. I enjoy destroying people's lives. It fills me with a thrill you can't even fathom. I know you've been dreaming of hunting down the guy who put your friend through that to take your revenge on her behalf, because she's too scared shitless of that demon to do it herself. But I also know, that's where the fear starts. Because deep down you know whoever was able to break this particular friend of yours must be truly vile.
And that fear has only increased hasn't it Amber? Ever since I started targeted you, I have been one step ahead of you. You have been the fly constantly flying into the spider's web and each time the spider has released you. Why is that Amber? Why do you think I haven't finished you off when I damn well could have? Why do you think I haven't piledrived your head into the steel steps over and over again? Why do you think I haven't driven you out of here like I did Hendrix. Because I decide when you are done. This game we're playing, I am the one who controls it.
And the fear you feel Amber, it's now at an all time high hasn't it? You had a chance to put me down, to take revenge for your friend, to be the hero by defeating me in the ring, and you couldn't do it. Now you know I'm something to take seriously, you know your friend is right to be terrified of me. You know the fear you felt was justified. And you doubt yourself. You gave me your best and it wasn't enough. The fear you feel Amber, it's only going to increase until it consumes you. How's your shoulder doing? Are you still favoring it? Is there still a twinge of pain when you move your arm or sleep funny? I guess we're going to find out, just how good it is now won't we? You and Buster Gloves teaming up is only natural. Those who fear and hate the bigger threat naturally do so. And speaking of you Buster Gloves.
For you, your loved ones have suffered for months now because of me. It all started because you have something I want. Something I will eventually take. That title you cling to, one day I'm going to take it. But first I'm going to rob you of everything. You see Buster, the fear you've been feeling is a new feeling for you. You don't know how to deal with it and it shows. You've been getting sloppy in the ring and well, sloppiness leads to mistakes as I'm sure Emily can attest to. And this time I'm not talking about your bedroom activities.
For you, the fear started when the man you look up to, the man you love with a passion, the man who taught you what it is to be a man yourself, was beaten like a dog. You stood there in the emergency room, wondering who would ever harm your father, a man who never did anything to anyone. The fear you felt, the mania you went through, I felt it too Buster. You may not have seen me, but I was there, watching you, enjoying the great Buster Gloves little more than a little boy, crying for his daddy. You can't imagine the feeling of power it gave me, seeing you so helpless. So vulnerable.
Yeah you beat me to retain your belt and I commend you for that but here's the thing. You won a minor skirmish in a war that you cannot win. Because this is a war you have never been in. This is a war where the more you retaliate, the worse you make it for your loved ones. The more you fight Buster, the more you ensure you cause pain and suffering for the people you care for. The only way to truly save them, is to sacrifice yourself. I've had you in checkmate since day one and that is a fact you just aren't able to accept yet. Don't worry, before long you will.
When I captured your girlfriend, the fear you showed, it was better than any high any drug addict has ever felt. You shouldn't have forgotten about me Buster. I warned you this would happen when I decided you would be my victim. Your arrogance blinded you and your little bitch nearly paid the price. You want to know what I planned to do? I was going to put her through so much torture she fell into a coma. I had just the lake in mind. And I was going to shove her stupid little head in it until her brain ceased functioning and I was going to make sure she was found by a friend of yours. Luckily for her, she was able to hit me where it counts, something you've never been able to do.
But the damage has been done. Because now, while you're lying in bed with her, Emily is going to look at you and in the back of her mind, all she's going to see is the boy who couldn't keep her safe. She's going to know she can't rely on you, she can no longer trust you take care of her. And she's going to become dissatisfied in a whole new way. I wonder, how long before her eyes wander? How long before she becomes distant? How long before you find her in bed with your replacement?
Meanwhile Buster, you are going to lay awake at night, ashamed of yourself. Mentally beating yourself up, knowing there's nothing you can do to truly beat me. You're going to hate me, you'e going to hate the helpless feeling in your gut and you're going to be afraid. Afraid of when the devil will pay you another visit and wo he will target next. You're going to lose sleep over the fact that there's nothing you can do. Fear and paranoia will become all you know, and the more you hate and fear, the stronger I get.
I know you two are thinking what a sick and twisted son of a bitch I am. Maybe you're right. Or maybe I am just that much of a genius. After all, you two don't even realize you've fallen into another one of my traps, one I promise will make your loved ones suffer heavily. This ends when I say it ends, and there's nothing either of you can do to stop it. You are my playthings, only to be discarded when broken. Ypu know the man who said we have nothing to fear but fear itself? He. Never. Met. Me.
Buster Gloves. Amber Payne. Lately you two have had a feeling deep in your guts for weeks now. Neither of you can explain what it is, you both know it's wrong. You want to expel it, but you can't. Let me tell you what that feeling is. It's a little thing we call fear. Fear of me. Fear of what I'm going to do next. Fearing for your loved ones. Fear of the knowledge that no matter what you try. I will always come out on top. And you be afraid. Both of you should be very afraid. For you Amber, the fear goes back years.
I want you to remember one night in particular Amber. Christmas Eve. I know you know what I'm talking about. It had been a long day for you. And it was about to get a lot longer. Your friend, my ex, called you on the verge of a mental breakdown. She talked to you all night about the guy she was dating, how he had tormented her, broke her down, tarnished her value. And you tried to be a good friend telling her that I was the problem, that I was the bad guy and she was amazing. You were being the dutiful friend you've always been. Amber, you have no idea the power I felt when it didn't do a damn thing.
Because shortly after, she ended up going to the psych ward, didn't she? I had broken her down to that point, and I enjoyed it. I enjoyed the fact I had been the one to cause her to hit rock bottom. I've said this a lot over the years. I enjoy destroying people's lives. It fills me with a thrill you can't even fathom. I know you've been dreaming of hunting down the guy who put your friend through that to take your revenge on her behalf, because she's too scared shitless of that demon to do it herself. But I also know, that's where the fear starts. Because deep down you know whoever was able to break this particular friend of yours must be truly vile.
And that fear has only increased hasn't it Amber? Ever since I started targeted you, I have been one step ahead of you. You have been the fly constantly flying into the spider's web and each time the spider has released you. Why is that Amber? Why do you think I haven't finished you off when I damn well could have? Why do you think I haven't piledrived your head into the steel steps over and over again? Why do you think I haven't driven you out of here like I did Hendrix. Because I decide when you are done. This game we're playing, I am the one who controls it.
And the fear you feel Amber, it's now at an all time high hasn't it? You had a chance to put me down, to take revenge for your friend, to be the hero by defeating me in the ring, and you couldn't do it. Now you know I'm something to take seriously, you know your friend is right to be terrified of me. You know the fear you felt was justified. And you doubt yourself. You gave me your best and it wasn't enough. The fear you feel Amber, it's only going to increase until it consumes you. How's your shoulder doing? Are you still favoring it? Is there still a twinge of pain when you move your arm or sleep funny? I guess we're going to find out, just how good it is now won't we? You and Buster Gloves teaming up is only natural. Those who fear and hate the bigger threat naturally do so. And speaking of you Buster Gloves.
For you, your loved ones have suffered for months now because of me. It all started because you have something I want. Something I will eventually take. That title you cling to, one day I'm going to take it. But first I'm going to rob you of everything. You see Buster, the fear you've been feeling is a new feeling for you. You don't know how to deal with it and it shows. You've been getting sloppy in the ring and well, sloppiness leads to mistakes as I'm sure Emily can attest to. And this time I'm not talking about your bedroom activities.
For you, the fear started when the man you look up to, the man you love with a passion, the man who taught you what it is to be a man yourself, was beaten like a dog. You stood there in the emergency room, wondering who would ever harm your father, a man who never did anything to anyone. The fear you felt, the mania you went through, I felt it too Buster. You may not have seen me, but I was there, watching you, enjoying the great Buster Gloves little more than a little boy, crying for his daddy. You can't imagine the feeling of power it gave me, seeing you so helpless. So vulnerable.
Yeah you beat me to retain your belt and I commend you for that but here's the thing. You won a minor skirmish in a war that you cannot win. Because this is a war you have never been in. This is a war where the more you retaliate, the worse you make it for your loved ones. The more you fight Buster, the more you ensure you cause pain and suffering for the people you care for. The only way to truly save them, is to sacrifice yourself. I've had you in checkmate since day one and that is a fact you just aren't able to accept yet. Don't worry, before long you will.
When I captured your girlfriend, the fear you showed, it was better than any high any drug addict has ever felt. You shouldn't have forgotten about me Buster. I warned you this would happen when I decided you would be my victim. Your arrogance blinded you and your little bitch nearly paid the price. You want to know what I planned to do? I was going to put her through so much torture she fell into a coma. I had just the lake in mind. And I was going to shove her stupid little head in it until her brain ceased functioning and I was going to make sure she was found by a friend of yours. Luckily for her, she was able to hit me where it counts, something you've never been able to do.
But the damage has been done. Because now, while you're lying in bed with her, Emily is going to look at you and in the back of her mind, all she's going to see is the boy who couldn't keep her safe. She's going to know she can't rely on you, she can no longer trust you take care of her. And she's going to become dissatisfied in a whole new way. I wonder, how long before her eyes wander? How long before she becomes distant? How long before you find her in bed with your replacement?
Meanwhile Buster, you are going to lay awake at night, ashamed of yourself. Mentally beating yourself up, knowing there's nothing you can do to truly beat me. You're going to hate me, you'e going to hate the helpless feeling in your gut and you're going to be afraid. Afraid of when the devil will pay you another visit and wo he will target next. You're going to lose sleep over the fact that there's nothing you can do. Fear and paranoia will become all you know, and the more you hate and fear, the stronger I get.
I know you two are thinking what a sick and twisted son of a bitch I am. Maybe you're right. Or maybe I am just that much of a genius. After all, you two don't even realize you've fallen into another one of my traps, one I promise will make your loved ones suffer heavily. This ends when I say it ends, and there's nothing either of you can do to stop it. You are my playthings, only to be discarded when broken. Ypu know the man who said we have nothing to fear but fear itself? He. Never. Met. Me.