RoughKut Rd. 2 Promo 2

The lights are bright and the cover high above is very vibrant with color. The camera pans around showing a circus act in progress. The view is from high above and Royce is resting on a wooden over hang way above the action.

Royce: Oh now this is going to be great. I have always wanted to do this, kind of a dream since I was a little kid. Hell I have to give it to you Gideon you inspired me to partake in a little childlike fun.

Far below a dirt circus ring is full of clowns acting a fool bringing laughter to the children in the crowd. One clown referred to as Jingle was riding around on a unicycle juggling bowling pins. Another hefty clown called Jumbo was riding atop a large elephant, it would occasionally rise up on its hind legs and walk for a bit then come crashing down with Jumbo nearly falling off. A few others which Royce never caught the name of were carrying out various acts of frolic dancing with men in bear suits and jumping in and out of small cars.

Royce: I swear is this the most disturbing thing you have ever seen. I hate clowns. Always have. Oh well nothing like a bit of torment to add to the fun below, would you say?

Royce looks up at the camera with an evil grin spread across his face. His expression very clear that he was up to something very sinister.

Royce: Hope you enjoy the show, I will.

Royce laughs lightly to himself as he leans over and pulls out a long box out from under a canvas tarp.

Royce: Curious?

He laughs again this time much harder. He pulls the box over closer and clicks open the two locks on the side. He flips open the top and a long rifle is seen sitting in a bed of red felt. Royce pulls out the gun the entire time never taken his sadistic grin away from the camera.

Royce: Oh I just can not wait to carry out this little act… I hope your watching Gideon…

A look of mad puzzlement glazes his face.

Royce:Wait, you do not believe I would purposely kill any of these nightmare creatures do you? Tisk Tisk Tisk. Now, you should be ashamed. [Laughs]. I would do no such thing, I got something better.

Royce reaches into a pocket at the corner of the box and pulls out a handful of bright yellow darts.

Royce: Tranquilizers… such a great tool, and completely harmless. Well at least not in small doses.

Royce winks at the camera and begins to load up the gun with one of the wickedly looking darts.

Royce: Now you may be wondering. What are you doing, you will be caught after the first shot?... Shame, shame, you should know better. I have only the best equipment, this old girl is as quiet as a mouse. And no where near as loud as this place is with the screaming fits of laughter from these miserable children and the goofy ass noises these damn clowns are making, they would not hear a shot from up here anyway. So have no worries fans, the actions will go unnoticed. Well, at least at first. Ohhh Gideon I do hope you are watching. I believe you may appreciate this. I doubt it but hey why not try. Enjoy!!

Royce tosses his head back in laughter then swings around and sets the weapon up on a lower piece of wood below the hand rail. He puts his eye to the scope and takes aim. The camera pans around and zooms in on a full view of all the clowns dancing and playing around below. The elephant comes back down from a rare up and Jumbo nearly falls off again. The tension sets high for a few moments as Royce picks his first prey. Then all of a sudden a quick swoosh comes from the barrel of the gun and Jingle the clown falls from the unicycle. He stumbles around for a bit, the children applause at him thinking nothing is wrong. Eventually he collapses to the ground throwing out a cloud of dust. The children clap even louder at this action.

Royce: [Laughing hysterically] Oh… oh god that was great… oh more.. more. Got to do more. You liking this Gideon. Hope that one wasn’t you cousin.

Royce takes aim again, this time landing one square in the neck of the clown dancing with the man dressed in a bear suit. He too stumbles for a bit before collapsing into the bears arms. The guy in the suit realizing something is wrong looks around in a panic. He then lays the clown on the ground and shakes him trying to bring him back too. He shakes for a moment then notices the dart in the man’s neck. The man pulls off his bear paw and yanks it out, then begins looking around frantically for help but no one comes. Everyone thinks it still part of the show.

Royce buckles over in laughter enjoying every minute of the action.

Royce: Oh… oh… the enjoyment I get out of this will last a life time. Look at the fool, he doesn’t know what the hell is going on and every idiot in the crowd thinks it is staged. Hmmm… That wasn’t your uncle was it? Oh I surly do hope not… [Laughs] Oh what sweet bliss this is… Wait, wait… I have something far better. Check this out.

Royce reaches back under the canvas tarp and pulls out a bigger longer box, this one in a silver aluminum casing. He tosses the locks and pulls up the top. A huge double barrel shotgun the size of which seems un imaginable.

Royce: This one is will be classic.

Royce pulls out two gigantic darts the size of a Twinkie. The whole time he is loading the massive things he lets out a sadistic cackle at the act he is about to carry out. Once finished he heaves the gun onto the top rail and pulls his target into the crosshairs. The camera swings around and zooms in of the elephant obviously aware of the target, or at least area of the target. The fat man seems just as big and just as likely of an aim. Royce pauses for a moment until the elephant jumps up on to its back legs and begins to take a couple steps. The huge Jumbo on its back begins swinging his left arm around acting a fool for the crowd. A load boom sounds out for a second quickly consumed by the cheers and laughter coming from the crowd. One dart hit squarely with the side of the elephant’s front leg and the other hits it directly in the hind quarters. The beast trips a little then teeters to the side. Jumbo the clown slides of the side and careens like a yard dart right into the ground and rolls out of the way of the tumbling elephant. The crowd now realizing that something is wrong starts screaming and running for the doors. All the clowns, still looking comical run around in circles dodging whatever is taking them out.

Royce: Yes… YES… this is perfect, look at them run, look at them scream. Oh so great, oh what madness…..

The camera directs toward Royce who is now rolling on the wooden floor in a fit of hysterical laughter. His eyes watering and his face is red as he has trouble catching his breath in between his hard cackling.

Royce: Great… So beautiful… I… Will… Never… Forget this… One… Oh the pain, in my side. [Laughs] So damn great…

Royce finally pulls himself back up to his feet and regains his composure. He watches on at the confusion and madness playing out below. Not a single soul sees that the darts came from above and nary a glance focuses up toward Royce. After he is satisfied he turns and packs the weapons back up into their box, covers them with the tarp and takes each in either hand. He turns back toward the camera as he rests his elbow on the arm rail to relieve some of the weight.

Royce: Oh Gideon, I have to say… Your kind ARE really funny, they just need a little assistance that’s all. I believe I can make this match rather entertaining. I plan on beating you till your buddy from Neverland’s ass begins to hurt. No better yet I plan on beating your clown ass till the children your buddy raped hold’s their head in pain. I just may make you entertaining yet. I have a feeling the crowd will rather enjoy me using the mat to erase the paint from you face.

Royce shakes his head with a huge smile still beaming on his face.

Royce: Before I go, which I probably must.[Laughs] I see you have been rather quiet for the last week. I haven’t scared you away that fast have I?

Royce flashes a cocky grin.

Royce: I am yet to see you put up even the slightest of a fight. Am I to expect you will not be showing up at the match either? Shameful young man, the chance to shine in this tournament and be destroyed by someone of my presence is upon you yet you piss it away… Pull off your skirt and reassess your balls. Attack me in whatever way you can muster. Yeah I am psychologically disordered. For fucks sake I see and speak to a 6 foot rabbit. Why? Hell I don’t know, trying to figure that out myself. There is a subject you could use… Oh, oh wait, wait… I’ll lend you some assistance. Here is a line for you… Hey Royce why are you such a big dumb stupid head? Oh here is another… You face smells of farts. But wait here is one that could truly help you… You mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!

Royce shakes his head laughing hard.

Royce: Come on Gideon even that stale grade school degradation holds a stiffer candle of competition than your lack of speech.

Royce wipes the sweat from his face on his arm sleeve.

Royce: Oh damn, this has been too much fun… I hope you and your kind can get over a humiliation such as this. Well I figure they can. I also believe you will too, while you’re walking home after I drag your ass around this ring like a disloyal dog. I will give you pain so horrific it will have you cursing your parents, their time on earth and the day and the hour and the seed and the womb from which you were birthed. Till we meet Gideon. Stay away from those tents for a while. You never know who may be watching from above.

Royce tosses his head back laughing away. He wipes a couple tears from his eyes with his elbow and then turns and walks on down the steps with the gun boxes in hand under the canvas.

The camera catches Royce’s face once more, as he turns and winks just as the footage fades to black

Fin