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Penance; Mark Cannon
Topic Started: Mar 28 2015, 11:39 PM (23 Views)
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A light on a picture of Johnny and Mark giving a thumbs up to the camera. Being silly. Mark is probably a little drunk in the picture, but Johnny doesn't seem to mind. After all, this is before it became a problem.

A voice from the darkness:

Cannon: I like to think I had friends once. I like to think I was liked.

A light comes on, Mark is shirtless, wearing nothing but his wrestling gear. He's holding a cat o'nine tails in one hand a bottle of Jameson in the other. He takes a swig from it.

Cannon: You're weak, Johnny. But that's okay, so am I. You say you hate what I've become. That's okay, so do I. You say you'll do whatever it takes to put me down. That's okay, because I'm willing to use every last ounce of muscle in my body to tear you down. Because, Johnny. You represent everything I can't STAND ABOUT MYSELF.

He whips himself in the back with the Cat O'Nine Tails and grunts in pain. He takes another drink to soothe it.

Cannon: By now, I thought I'd truly be a god. By dismantling Cody I thought I would strip away the last of my feeling and ascend on high, but I was wrong. Clearly I was wrong because no matter how much I drink, how much I take, how much I hurt myself, I. Can't. Shake. This feeling....that I'm still just a man. That I'm still the puny little morsel I was before. You didn't know what my life was like back then, Johnny. You look at this picture and you see happy Mark, you see "happy" Cannon, carefree and quirky. I see a chump. I see a man who let his hope and his "happiness" make him an easy target. I see a man who let himself become a victim. And I hate him, Johnny. I hate him even more than I hate you. I'm ashamed that I let myself become that pathetic wisp you all "miss" so much.

Another hit with the whip. Another swig from the bottle.

Cannon: But I can't leave him behind....I can't because you STILL EXIST Johnny. Because as much as I try, I can't get you out of my head and it's KILLING ME. My sister likes to tell me I have "demons" and she's right. You're my demon, Johnny. You're the thing keeping me from transcending this puny form and joining the stars. Now you understand. You understand why I have to destroy you. Because when I stand above your bloody, battered body in victory, I'll truly shine. I'll truly be able to leave the old Mark behind. FUCK!

Another hit.

Another hit.

Another hit.

Cannon: Because I can't go back, ya know, Johnny? I torched everything for that belt and then it....I---I sometimes just wish....I miss him. I miss what I had. Do you have any idea how sick that makes me feel? That I miss my friends, that I miss my sister, that...I miss you. That I wish sometimes I could take it all back, but I CAN'T. I KNOW I CAN'T. THERE IS NOTHING I COULD DO THAT WILL MAKE ANY OF YOU TAKE ME BACK AND I KNOW THAT.

He stands up and throws away the bottle.

Cannon: You want some penance, Johnny? Here ya go!

He whips himself hard.

Cannon: There. A bit of blood for Sakura.

Another hit, just as hard.

Cannon: Torn skin for Raine.

Another hit, even harder.

Cannon: A permanent scar for Brittany.

Again

Again

Again

The hits getting harder each time, his back gets bloodier and bloodier. He turns around and shows his back tot eh camera. It's grotesque sight, scarred and bleeding, red droplets going all the way to the floor.

Cannon: I know this isn't enough for you, Johnny. I know it'll never be enough. That's why I can't let you go. That's why you have to go. Because once I become god...I'll never think of you again.

The screen fades to black.

End.
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