Mueller's Been Busy Moving
Apr 23, 2018 22:35:07 GMT -5
Mongo the Destroyer, Venom 🕷, and 2 more like this
Post by jamesmueller on Apr 23, 2018 22:35:07 GMT -5
Ahhh, yes. That's the last one.
James Mueller walks into view through the darkness, carrying a brown box in his hands labeled "fragile". He sets it down on another box which is next to a number of boxes. He wipes his hands together and then turns to his right shoulder, reaches with his right hand and flips up a switch. James is suddenly illuminated in a well lit modern looking kitchen, pure darkness outside the windows though. He turns to the camera and looks surprised.
OH! What... How did you guys find me?
Mueller looks off camera at the operater and the sound guy.
I'm a little creeped out, guys, I have to be honest.
In Mueller's left hand is a knife, clinched tightly. He glances at it and realizes he grabbed it out of fear. Mueller begins to chuckle.
Ha...haha... it's ok guys. We're pals!
Mueller puts the knife down on the counter.
What are you boys doing here anyways?
Mueller listens intently, though the camera operator can't be heard by the boom mic above James.
Oooh, Venom sent you? He thought I should give a few words about the tag match coming up?
The camera nods.
Ah, well.. That's V for you, always looking out for his pals.... But yeah! The Borgs! Heart and Soul! But wait!
Mueller puts his hands up to showcase his kitchen.
Haven't you've been wondering where I've been?
The camera nods.
I bought a new house! Well... I bought an old house, but with a little elbow grease and about $50,000... It's a brand new house! Follow me!
Mueller walks past the cameraman and the boom operator. The knife is no longer on the counter. James leads them out of the kitchen and into a big open room, front door visible and a pair of staircases symetrically set around the outsides. A few doorways open out to various other rooms as Mueller shows off his new home.
Here we have the grand entrance.
We cut to Mueller in a big room with a sectional couch and a big screen.
This is the living room.
We cut to Mueller in a dimly lit wooden room with a fireplace, a big oak desk, and a lot of books. On the desk is a "glass lamp" with a mouthpiece, and above the fireplace is a majestic painting of James Mueller in an old colonial coat, a pipe in one hand, a revolver in the other, and in the background is Mongo's head tumbling out of the business end of a guillotine.
This is the study.
We cut to Mueller in an empty room with a typewriter and a monkey slowly pressing letters. The monkey farts.
Here's where our future GUN Shows will be written.
We cut to the cameraman starting to open a big wooden door, exposing stairs that lead down into a dark basement. A low growl can be heard echoing from the bowels of the house. A hand quickly pushes the door shut from the outside, and Mueller stands in front of the camera.
Heh, whoa now. We don't need to show what's down there.
We cut to Mueller with his back to the camera, but a stream of running water can be heard. Mueller's taking a piss in his new toilet.
You know, I'd like to take this time to address the tumor in the room... Cancer is a very serious matter, and neither I nor Venom take it very lightly.
What a powerful stream being displayed by James Mueller.
I'd like to believe that we all have known someone affected by cancer. We've watched family members go through chemo, we've seen the kids from Make-A-Wish stop by the XHF Office and ask for piggy back rides from Goldbear II, we've all had to drive slowly behind the cancer patients with the handicapped stickers take forever to get to their cars..
Drip drip zip. Mueller turns around as he buckles his belt.
Unfortunately for Austin Grant, we won't be granting his Make-a-Wish at the Rumble. The GUNS are about to diagnosis Heart and Soul's chances of winning the tag team titles as gravely terminal.
We cut to Mueller unpacking a box in his bedroom. He sits on the edge of his california king size bed, reaching into a box and pulling out an assortment of items. Hair gel formerly belonging to Rat Bastard... A box of cigars that once belonged to Martyr... An empty jar containing Rage's talent...
As for the Borgs? I'm sick of them... I'm sick of their voices, I'm sick of thier smells, and I'm sick of them constantly getting tag title opportunities. The Rumble is it for them... We're going to make sure the Borgs can't come after our titles anymore, one way...
Mueller pulls out a pearl white briefcase. On it in black thick marker is written, "MONGO'S SECRETS"
Or another.... The... The Borgs... can...
Mueller places the briefcase down on the box.
They can...
Mueller starts to open the briefcase. As the case slowly opens, a golden light shines upon Mueller's face. His jaw begins to drop.. The cameraman slowly backs out of the room, however, before we can see what Mueller is looking at. The camera quickly by silently hurries down the stairs, back into the kitchen and finds itself at the wooden door from earlier. The camera turns to the boom operator who shakes his head. The camera nods.
The cameraman opens the wooden door and we find the cameraman and the boom operator descending down the stairs into the darkness. Suddenly a burst of light appears behind them. The camera swings to face the top of the stairs. Mueller's shadow stands there.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY BASEMENT?
The cameraman quickly turns away but Mueller kicks the boom operator in the back, sending both men tumbling to the bottom of the stairs. The camera crashes to the ground, facing towards the boom operator's face. Suddenly his face begins to crinkle and curl in pain, until he suddenly begins crying out for help. James Mueller has him in the Walls of Mueller!
I TOLD YOU... STAY OUT OF MY BASEMENT!
The cameraman grabs the camera off the ground and begins to run deeper into the basement. He turns behind him for a brief second, as Mueller throws the boom operator's legs back to the ground and starts walking towards the cameraman. The cameraman turns back to an open room in the basement. A furnace burns, fire glittering the walls around him, but a dark room can be seen extending away from the cameraman. The growls are louder. Suddenly, the cameraman notices a stake drilled into the middle of the concrete floor. A chain runs from the stake and into the darkness.
I told you...
Mueller grabs the camera off of the cameraman. He points it at his own face, grins, and then puts it on his shoulder, aiming it at the cameraman. The camerman stumbles away from Mueller and towards the dark room behind him...
I can't save you now though.
An arm swings from the darkness, covered in fur, and wraps around the chest of the cameraman. It violently pulls him into the shadows.
We cut to Mueller with a shovel, out in his backyard surrounded by dirt and flowers.
This is my garden.... I'm going to grow some tomatoes.
James Mueller walks into view through the darkness, carrying a brown box in his hands labeled "fragile". He sets it down on another box which is next to a number of boxes. He wipes his hands together and then turns to his right shoulder, reaches with his right hand and flips up a switch. James is suddenly illuminated in a well lit modern looking kitchen, pure darkness outside the windows though. He turns to the camera and looks surprised.
OH! What... How did you guys find me?
Mueller looks off camera at the operater and the sound guy.
I'm a little creeped out, guys, I have to be honest.
In Mueller's left hand is a knife, clinched tightly. He glances at it and realizes he grabbed it out of fear. Mueller begins to chuckle.
Ha...haha... it's ok guys. We're pals!
Mueller puts the knife down on the counter.
What are you boys doing here anyways?
Mueller listens intently, though the camera operator can't be heard by the boom mic above James.
Oooh, Venom sent you? He thought I should give a few words about the tag match coming up?
The camera nods.
Ah, well.. That's V for you, always looking out for his pals.... But yeah! The Borgs! Heart and Soul! But wait!
Mueller puts his hands up to showcase his kitchen.
Haven't you've been wondering where I've been?
The camera nods.
I bought a new house! Well... I bought an old house, but with a little elbow grease and about $50,000... It's a brand new house! Follow me!
Mueller walks past the cameraman and the boom operator. The knife is no longer on the counter. James leads them out of the kitchen and into a big open room, front door visible and a pair of staircases symetrically set around the outsides. A few doorways open out to various other rooms as Mueller shows off his new home.
Here we have the grand entrance.
We cut to Mueller in a big room with a sectional couch and a big screen.
This is the living room.
We cut to Mueller in a dimly lit wooden room with a fireplace, a big oak desk, and a lot of books. On the desk is a "glass lamp" with a mouthpiece, and above the fireplace is a majestic painting of James Mueller in an old colonial coat, a pipe in one hand, a revolver in the other, and in the background is Mongo's head tumbling out of the business end of a guillotine.
This is the study.
We cut to Mueller in an empty room with a typewriter and a monkey slowly pressing letters. The monkey farts.
Here's where our future GUN Shows will be written.
We cut to the cameraman starting to open a big wooden door, exposing stairs that lead down into a dark basement. A low growl can be heard echoing from the bowels of the house. A hand quickly pushes the door shut from the outside, and Mueller stands in front of the camera.
Heh, whoa now. We don't need to show what's down there.
We cut to Mueller with his back to the camera, but a stream of running water can be heard. Mueller's taking a piss in his new toilet.
You know, I'd like to take this time to address the tumor in the room... Cancer is a very serious matter, and neither I nor Venom take it very lightly.
What a powerful stream being displayed by James Mueller.
I'd like to believe that we all have known someone affected by cancer. We've watched family members go through chemo, we've seen the kids from Make-A-Wish stop by the XHF Office and ask for piggy back rides from Goldbear II, we've all had to drive slowly behind the cancer patients with the handicapped stickers take forever to get to their cars..
Drip drip zip. Mueller turns around as he buckles his belt.
Unfortunately for Austin Grant, we won't be granting his Make-a-Wish at the Rumble. The GUNS are about to diagnosis Heart and Soul's chances of winning the tag team titles as gravely terminal.
We cut to Mueller unpacking a box in his bedroom. He sits on the edge of his california king size bed, reaching into a box and pulling out an assortment of items. Hair gel formerly belonging to Rat Bastard... A box of cigars that once belonged to Martyr... An empty jar containing Rage's talent...
As for the Borgs? I'm sick of them... I'm sick of their voices, I'm sick of thier smells, and I'm sick of them constantly getting tag title opportunities. The Rumble is it for them... We're going to make sure the Borgs can't come after our titles anymore, one way...
Mueller pulls out a pearl white briefcase. On it in black thick marker is written, "MONGO'S SECRETS"
Or another.... The... The Borgs... can...
Mueller places the briefcase down on the box.
They can...
Mueller starts to open the briefcase. As the case slowly opens, a golden light shines upon Mueller's face. His jaw begins to drop.. The cameraman slowly backs out of the room, however, before we can see what Mueller is looking at. The camera quickly by silently hurries down the stairs, back into the kitchen and finds itself at the wooden door from earlier. The camera turns to the boom operator who shakes his head. The camera nods.
The cameraman opens the wooden door and we find the cameraman and the boom operator descending down the stairs into the darkness. Suddenly a burst of light appears behind them. The camera swings to face the top of the stairs. Mueller's shadow stands there.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY BASEMENT?
The cameraman quickly turns away but Mueller kicks the boom operator in the back, sending both men tumbling to the bottom of the stairs. The camera crashes to the ground, facing towards the boom operator's face. Suddenly his face begins to crinkle and curl in pain, until he suddenly begins crying out for help. James Mueller has him in the Walls of Mueller!
I TOLD YOU... STAY OUT OF MY BASEMENT!
The cameraman grabs the camera off the ground and begins to run deeper into the basement. He turns behind him for a brief second, as Mueller throws the boom operator's legs back to the ground and starts walking towards the cameraman. The cameraman turns back to an open room in the basement. A furnace burns, fire glittering the walls around him, but a dark room can be seen extending away from the cameraman. The growls are louder. Suddenly, the cameraman notices a stake drilled into the middle of the concrete floor. A chain runs from the stake and into the darkness.
I told you...
Mueller grabs the camera off of the cameraman. He points it at his own face, grins, and then puts it on his shoulder, aiming it at the cameraman. The camerman stumbles away from Mueller and towards the dark room behind him...
I can't save you now though.
An arm swings from the darkness, covered in fur, and wraps around the chest of the cameraman. It violently pulls him into the shadows.
We cut to Mueller with a shovel, out in his backyard surrounded by dirt and flowers.
This is my garden.... I'm going to grow some tomatoes.
