maskormenace | [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.]

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How else am I supposed to know if you've chosen to take therapy serious or not?

I don't like the idea of being watched when I'm in private.

[Only when he puts on his own very controlled and choreographed show.]

I can't trust your word.

And knowing what I can do, you'll trust your eyesight?

Knowing what you can do, I trust my own tech and it's ability to analyze data.

What exactly have you got set up?

Nothing in your home. The rest is unimportant.

That's... reassuring?

I may have chosen not to work with you on the tech, but I'm still qualified in handling holographic tech. I know how to look for differences between real and fake..

[Something he intends to work on - making things even more realistic... To fool Spidey-Senses and everyone else.]

You've got it all figured out, haven't you, David?

[He has no idea the stress David's under right now.]

I wish I did. If I had everything figured out, I could learn how to touch a chair without knowing EVERYONE who ever sat in it. I know machines. That's just who I am.

That's... I thought you had to touch people, not objects.

Yeah, well, apparently this place wants me to not be able to touch anything right now.

[This text is longer in coming. He had to switch to speed-to-text. He can't handle touching his phone anymore.]

You've got me in the down time between lessons in mental shielding. Because Psychometry with no mental protections is enough to drive you crazy.

Weren't you working on some power restriction device? I do recall you not wanting my help...

The battery is an inherent limitation of the finished product. Which means I have to be able to control this one to even wear clothes.

So don't fight with me right now. I am interested in your healing and growth. I'm just in a LOT of pain and I can't touch my phone anymore so behave and we don't have to deal with some bad stuff.

You can't even wear clothing without discomfort?

You ever have to experience the entire life of a shirt? Every day of waiting on a hanger and every wash cycle? It's maddening.

That's very inconvenient, I'm sure.

So you're obviously very distracted and don't need to be dealing with... my problems.

[That sounds calculated, as if he's thinking about the pros and cons of this.]

Oh fuck you for thinking that. You're still my responsibility in some ways. So no. I'm still focused on you.

[On one hand he does like that David is helping. He definitely needs it. But in another way, he doesn't want those extra eyes on anything underhanded he may be planning... So he's a bit torn on the response - regardless of which way it went.]

How am I your responsibility? I appreciate that you want to help, David. I truly do. But you're not my guardian. You could never talk to me again and it wouldn't be any real concern of yours what happens next. You're blameless. Nobody is demanding you keep an eye on me.

You asked me to, Beck.

But now you have bigger problems.

Your unfortunate powers...

Zombies...

Secret codes...

I'm sure they're all more urgent matters than something I'm doing.

[Is he trying to shift the attention. Certainly.]

I can look at multiple problems at once. And I have a LOT of time to think right now.

Fair.

Well, I guess I'll go out and turn zombies to subatomic particles.

Good. And it really will make you a hero.

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mysterioisthetruth - 2019-11-02 04:20 (UTC) - Expand