Quentin Beck | Mysterio (
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[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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[ He was going to protest that, but. Well. Beck has a point. ]
Okay things are definitely different here.
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[He sounds halfway between disappointed and bitter.]
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Can't you make them with magic too now?
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My work stands on its own.
Even the powers I'd say had some scientific basis. Propulsion for flight. Concentrated energy. No magic here.
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Really?
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[Sorry, Peter, no sympathy here today, not even false sympathy.]
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He kind of stops for a moment, having to regather himself. ]
That's what you want it to be known for? Hurting people?
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No, no, of course not. It has many applications...
But you can't deny that it's very effective in that capacity as much as for therapy.
[As if there's not a line being crossed there.]
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[ He's just flabbergasted for a moment. The audacity, man. After a moment, he throws up his hands, unable to do anything else, really. ]
Yeah. Okay. It was very effective at nearly murdering me. The most effective murder attempt I've ever had.
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[His gaze is direct. The tone almost coldly clinical, as if he has to justify why it was only an attempt - and not his tech's fault that Peter can survive being hit by speeding train and all the other things he later threw at Spider-Man. There's not even a trace of the easygoing warmth he often projects toward Peter. Something has clearly snapped.]
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Well I'm glad it didn't succeed. All things considered.
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Yes... It's ultimately a good thing. We have discovered the true multiverse here and neither of us should have missed that opportunity.
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Speaking of which. Did you see Sandman or Rhino pop up?
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[That's a yes.]
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