Post by fellalibby on Feb 16, 2022 21:54:51 GMT -5
+In a villa of Rio De Janeiro a small building that has a sign that reads "Reconstrução facial" sits proudly in the middle of the city. Within a doctor stands over a man in skinny purple pants. The doctor puts a tool down and grabs a mirror nearby+
Doctor: Aqui está meu amigo, o novo você. (Here is my friend, the new you.)
+The doctor hands the mirror to the patient he just operated on. The man looks at himself, touching his cheek and getting used to his facial muscles+
?: Oh, it's just perfect. You're the absolute best Doctor, uhm... Did you have to go hard on the mustache though? I mean, I know I normally couldn't grow any facial hair but, this is just a little too bushy for me... But its so good. I don't even recognize myself! Oh and these eyebrows, are you sure you didn't use a marker on me? I- Oh no, they are very real.
+The man with a light Russian accent and a light-hearted tone had now pale white skin, his face looked as if it was painted with white paint, with black lines on his eyebrows, mustache and goatee, with airbrushed pink cheeks. He was bald, with signs that there was once hair. He also wore a dark purple long sleeve top.+
Doctor: Bem, seu cabelo facial tinha que ser dado mais, porque você realmente tem falta dele. A boa notícia é que agora você pode se barbear. (Well your facial hair had to be given more, because you really have a lack of it. The good news is now you may be able to shave.)
?: Oh you're right. Oh I look so fabulous! No one will remember who I was with a face like this!
+The man got up from the chair and reached for a satchel that was covered by a black cavalier hat that has hair around it to give the guise he had hair+
?: This is just so exciting! You have no idea on how much this makes me happy! Thank you so much!
Doctor: Ei, colega! Você tem que pagar por isso! Este não era um menino de operação barato. (Hey mate! You have to pay for this! This wasn't a cheap operation boy.)
+The man audibly and visibly gulped then he quickly looked through his satchel, trying to find any kind of money but ultimately coming up fruitless. The man's eye's widened large when he couldn't find even a single penny+
Doctor: E aí cara. Tudo bem se você não tiver o dinheiro agora. Eu lhe darei até hoje à noite para desistir. Caso contrário, direi a quem estiver procurando por você, onde você está, quem você é e como você se parece. (Hey man. It's okay if you don't have the cash right now. I'll give you until tonight to give it up. Otherwise, I'll tell those who are looking for you, where you are, who you are, and what you look like.)
+The doctor, smiling padded the man on the back and escorted him out of the office+
Doctor: Agora vá em frente, saia daqui e me traga meu dinheiro. Vejo você na hora de fechar. Palhaço. (Now go on, get out of here, and get me my money. I'll see you at closing time. Clown.)
+The man shifted his eyes left and right and adjusted himself and tried to stand confident looking firm, and walking with a crowd of people despite being penniless+
?: Okay, new face, no money. Deadline, tonight. That's alright. Hookers and sluts have made BANK in just a few hours. I can do this. No two timing, unknown Brazilian doctor who'll likely not appear after this role play will get one on me! No sir! I am me now! I am an professional actor! And I...
+A scooter rides by the man bellowing smoke from its exhaust+
?: I have no idea why I choose to come to Brazil in the first place.
+A literal street light bulb blows up above the man+
?: I know! I'll head on to the marketplace! Theres plenty of money there! Maybe I'll learn the tools of the trade, it isn't everyday you get to learn to be a slut for closeted homobros!
+The man skipped his way down the street, running into patrons of all kinds, men talking, women gossiping, children running around, some people shouting out food for sale, others getting into heated arguments about relationships, bills, money, sex. The man however was oblivious to everything that was going on around him. Eventually he reached the market and looked around. He saw some stands of people selling their goods, some people selling themselves, and some stuff being robbed at gunpoint. Eventually the man sat down+
?: Alright. So, there are plenty of options to work with this. Gots to think. What can I do to get my money?
??: Můžu pomoct. (I can help.)
+Another man sitting across from our hero, who wasn't noticed until now, put down a newspaper. But he only showed half of his skin, that of which was pure white, and wearing a mask. He spoke in Czech.+
?: Wha-? Hey. How did you speak that? All I've heard since I've gotten here is nothing but Portuguese and Spanish! No one speaks that here! Hell they don't even speak Russian! The savages.
??: I'm Czech.
?: And I'm St. Peter himself, answer me!
??: Vím, kdo jsi. (I know who you are.)
+Our hero got startled and hushed himself and bit his lip+
??: I've known of you for some time. I know why your here, you're trying to erase the past, become a ghost, vanish. Start a new life. I can help you but...
+The unknown man turns to our hero and shows the other half of his mask and body, which was very dark. Showing that his body and mask were white and black+
??: You have to trust me.
?: Hmm. Lemme see. I don't know you, I never knew you existed, but you knew me, stalker; You know who I am, you know *why* I'm really here, your weird looking, I don't even know your name and you want me to trust you?
??: Ano. (Yes.)
?: Okay I'll trust you.
+Our hero reaches over for a handshake and receives it from this man's white side and shakes it firmly+
?: What is your name by the way new friend?
??: Neuvádím jméno. Říkejte mi Marx. (I don't nave a name. Call me Marx.)
?: Okay Marx. I'm...
Marx: I know.
?: Yeah, I haven't thought of what I would call myself yet. I'm just here.
Marx: I understand. Come with me, I have idea that will solve many problem for you.
+Marx got up and our hero followed close behind. Editor note: We could not fill in the entirety of what happened for this thirty minute episode so we have condensed it into still photos, which are: Our hero carrying buckets of water following Marx - Our hero standing at a mask shop with Marx around a corner - Our hero getting his nails painted purple - Our hero on a stripper pole with Marx rushing to stop him - Our hero painting graffiti with Marx - Marx pouring some sort of fluid - And finally our hero and Marx hugging each other as the sun sets. Now we return you to your regular schedule program, where we return back to the Reconstrução facial building, at night time. The doctor who operated on our hero earlier was leaning by his door+
Doctor: Está quase na hora de fechar a loja, e aquele idiota nunca apareceu. Mal posso esperar para derramar o- (It's almost time to close up shop, and that dumbass never showed up. Can't wait to spill the-)
Marx: Vážený pane! Prosím, pane, pomozte mi! (Sir! Please sir help me!)
+Marx comes out of a corner covering his face, he moans and groans as if he was in pain+
Doctor: Que? Que é aquele? O que você disse? (What? Who is that? What did you say?)
Marx: Pomozte mi, prosím! Můj obličej. Bože, pomoz mi můj obličejjjjJ! (Help me please! My face. Oh God help me my faceeee!)
+Marx walked towards the doctor, who was backing himself back into his office, confused and unsure of what Marx was saying+
Doctor: Escute amigo, não posso te ajudar, não sei a língua que você está falando. Pode falar portugues? Espanhol? Inglês? (Listen friend, I can't help you, I don't know the language you're speaking. Can you speak Portuguese? Spanish? English?)
Marx: Bože, jak moc to bolí! Prosím! Ukončete moji existenci- (Oh God it hurts so much! Please! End my exist-)
?: Hey Marx I got that case of beer you asked for!
+Our hero shows up behind Marx holding a whole crate of Brazilian beer. Marx sighs+
Doctor: Ei, você é aquele filho da puta que me deve- (Hey, you're that fucker who owes me-)
Marx: Shut the fuck up and sit you pig!
+Marx shoves the doctor into a chair and holds his arms down+
?: Oh! My turn~ This is the second best part!
+Our hero grabs medical tape and starts going around the chair and wraps the doctor in the chair from shoulders to feet as Marx simply stares into this innocent doctor's eyes. The doctor overcome with fear, just stares back. Our hero eventually runs out of tape and then he moves next to Marx and also looks at the doctor+
?: Hey honey. So. You gave me my whole new lease on life. Mhm, but instead of being a good person and do your job, you tried blackmailing me into giving you power over me, and no. That doesn't work for me brother. Nuhuh. It didn't before, and it doesn't work for the new me. Hm. So, since you're like, the last person I'd ever trust knowing who I was, what I looked like, my name and all that. I'm just going to do me a favor, and wipe you from existence forever. Okay? Okay. Marxy, lets get this started.
Marx: Quite.
+Marx stuffed the doctor's mouth with a sock that would make the doctor try to scream, but it was muffled. Marx would stare at our hero in front of the doctor+
Marx: Alright, lets go over the checklist. Beer?
?: Yes.
Marx: Cloth?
?: Check.
Marx: Improvised Explosive Devices?
?: I got these fire extinguishers. Small though.
Marx: Perfect. Now take this.
+Marx grabbed two beer bottles and stuffed both with cloth. He lit one with fire and the other caught on quick. He walked out side and waited for our hero to come out who was waving at the doctor just before skipping outside. They both tossed their beers that were on fire inside the office and quickly walked away+
?: So... What happens now?
Marx: Now, I give you these.
+Marx held out two items in his hands, one was a paper, which was a contract for CWA, the other was a mask+
Marx: From this moment on my friend you are no longer a man of no name, no more are you a lost soul who has no where to call your own. You have a name, a place of work, a friend, and most importantly, you now have a identity. I hereby rechristen you...
+Marx raised the mask+
Marx: Skelton Stanczyk.
+The office then exploded, the building was completely obliterated from the inside Skelton took the mask and he put it on, fully accepting his new life. Little did he know, that the mask was almost exactly, like his newly created face.+