Quentin Beck | Mysterio (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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maskormenace2019-11-01 05:35 pm
mysterioisthetruth) wrote in maskormenace2019-11-01 05:35 pm
[Video] An accidental, personal rant
[warning: threads could potentially contain manipulation, emotional abuse, violence]
[In complete rejection of the vulnerability within himself - the sadness and weakness that he felt his unwanted shadow version had projected - Beck has become more unstable, spurred on by the feeling of lacking control. He's been working with his tech and while frantically pushing buttons, he's accidentally switched on to broadcast.]
Okay, let's do this one more time...
[He's speaking to the side, at something not seen by the camera. His voice is tense.]
It isn't enough that you made me feel like I was this small.
[His fingers close down to nothingness.]
No, not even that small. That I didn't exist.
Or that it felt like I was dead and gone and still should only be spoken about as a waste of space.
No. No, no no...
[He shakes his head, grimacing and the tension is starting to boil up and over.]
No, now you have to bring that into it--
[He points at something again out of camera range.]
Something that really, really shouldn't exist. I'm past that. I'm better than that. Despite your best efforts to keep me invisible, I'm not. People see me. People know who I am, for better or... for worse.
[He clenches his jaw at those words, fists forming at his sides.]
I'm noticed. That's what's important here.
Right? Right?
[His voice is rising, passionately angry.]
I am a known entity. I am Mysterio!
[He makes a grand sweeping gesture and his formerly regular clothing instantly transforms and reveals he's actually wearing his flashy hero suit.]
This is who I am now. It's who I'm meant to be - and you are not going to stop me. Not by your words. Not by your memory. Nothing you can do can stop me.
[He's glaring angrily past the camera then he raises his hands, green energy forming around them. His voice is quieter but now deadly.]
I should have killed you in more than just a story.
[And he lets the energy flash across the room in a bright, destructive blast. The shock of it is enough to jar the device and cut off the feed.]
[In complete rejection of the vulnerability within himself - the sadness and weakness that he felt his unwanted shadow version had projected - Beck has become more unstable, spurred on by the feeling of lacking control. He's been working with his tech and while frantically pushing buttons, he's accidentally switched on to broadcast.]
Okay, let's do this one more time...
[He's speaking to the side, at something not seen by the camera. His voice is tense.]
It isn't enough that you made me feel like I was this small.
[His fingers close down to nothingness.]
No, not even that small. That I didn't exist.
Or that it felt like I was dead and gone and still should only be spoken about as a waste of space.
No. No, no no...
[He shakes his head, grimacing and the tension is starting to boil up and over.]
No, now you have to bring that into it--
[He points at something again out of camera range.]
Something that really, really shouldn't exist. I'm past that. I'm better than that. Despite your best efforts to keep me invisible, I'm not. People see me. People know who I am, for better or... for worse.
[He clenches his jaw at those words, fists forming at his sides.]
I'm noticed. That's what's important here.
Right? Right?
[His voice is rising, passionately angry.]
I am a known entity. I am Mysterio!
[He makes a grand sweeping gesture and his formerly regular clothing instantly transforms and reveals he's actually wearing his flashy hero suit.]
This is who I am now. It's who I'm meant to be - and you are not going to stop me. Not by your words. Not by your memory. Nothing you can do can stop me.
[He's glaring angrily past the camera then he raises his hands, green energy forming around them. His voice is quieter but now deadly.]
I should have killed you in more than just a story.
[And he lets the energy flash across the room in a bright, destructive blast. The shock of it is enough to jar the device and cut off the feed.]
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I got uprooted from the only life I knew and tossed into a completely alien environment at a young age. Then the only family I had basically passed me off as not worth the effort. But you don't see me ranting and raving. Everyone has things in their lives that suck. Everyone has baggage.
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Yet here I am, proving him wrong.
[And really doing a terrible job at that... but his unstable ego won't allow him to admit that. He also is in such a state, he's not making sure any of this is private.]
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Good luck with those demons of yours. Looks like you'll need it.
[And Bart may start keeping a more obvious watch on Peter, just in case. This guy has a few screws loose and his friend has born the brunt before.]
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It's not fair that you all had prior knowledge of some other villainous Mysterios who ruined it for my own plans.
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I'd never even heard the name until you showed up. And heroes don't talk about being great, they just go out and do great things. Still waiting to see you do squat. Not even rescue a local convenience store clerk from a random gunman.
That's what I know. That you're all talk and supposed great and amazing plans. So how about you quit living in your daydreams and do something about all these things that are clearly so wrong. Fix something instead of just whining about how everyone judges you.
Just a piece of advice: Folks who spend to long playing with illusions tend to get trapped in a world of their own making. And it's never the one they planned.
[And the line goes dead.]