Diary of a movie minion
'I've spent the greater part of my life clawing my way to the top of the filth and rabble that clogs this mortal coil. I've always been alone, always without any help or a shoulder to lean on. Few know the things I know, and few have seen such secrets as I. Few care enough to take the time to do the difficult and thankless tasks that I've learned to endure as a daily part of living in service. My path has been frought with hardships, and there have been countless who have tried to stop me. My faith and sheer willpower are the things that have kept me alive.
Always there is some hero with something to prove, some band of freakish boyscouts that either intentionally, or because of outrageous fortune, find their way into my life at the most inopportune times. Time and again I've been forced to sacrifice all, even up to risking my very life, but such is the burden that I willingly carry. I can't say that I've ever played by the rules. I've simply done what I had to. Call me names and curse me if you must, but if you're doing so, then you're proving that you don't know true devotion. Those that bend because of circumstance sicken me. My entire existance is pushing me ever onwards, and I won't be denied.
It has been 34 years since I was first called, and, at last, my life's work shall come to fruition. Some might call my entire life an act of treachery, villainy, and sin, but I know it for what it is, perfect faith, devotion, and love for my master. Those that KNOW cannot fault me. Accept me. Those that do not KNOW... You will soon.
I am but a servant, but that hasn't stopped others, my brothers and sisters, from rallying to the cause. The truth cannot remain hidden from those like me. Tonight, though my brothers and sisters died on the fields of battle, their sacrifice shall redeem them.
34 years. I acquired the first two artifacts in that first year. The will of my master was guiding me, and those that would oppose us did not know of my actions. It wouldn't be for many years that they truly grasped their plight. Twelve years of research and prayer led me to the third artifact. This time it was guarded much more fiercely than the first two. I earned this limp and my twisted visage at that encounter, but the will of the master cannot be denied and I am his chosen servant. The third artifact was mine, and I know in my soul that I would suffer that same agony again for my master.
At last, the balance was tipped, and time and again champions pursued me. However, the will of our Master brought men and women to me. These noble followers gave their lives on numerous occasions, that I might escape with the artifacts or simply that I might acquire better bargaining pieces. Indeed it was one of these bargaining pieces, a pretty girl who held some simple emotional attatchment to the leader of my foes, that allowed me to acquire the fourth artifact. This was but three years ago.
The ceremonies and rituals that I have performed in recent months have finally revealed the location of the fifth and final artifact, the key to my master's reawakening, and triumphant return into this world. I have not failed. Through it all, I have not failed. The forces that oppose us are great, but I have reached the altar in the hidden shrine, and I now hold all five artifacts. I cannot help but tremble with anticipation. Surely there has never been one more devoted, more dedicated to such a divine purpose! His apotheosis is at hand!
Even now I hear the death cries of my brothers and sisters who guard the doors to this ancient chamber. Those fools draw closer, but they are too late! Just moments ago I finished the last of the ancient rites, and even now, the sky grows dark, and the wind lies still, and the earth begins to tremble with joy! I can feel him in the room already. The symbol in the center of the chamber glows with an otherworldly light. I stand alone, before, the first of his chosen, and the most trusted. I shall be the first to hear his commandments. Yes! He is rising! He is rising! Everything I am and ever will be, was for this moment. .. ... He is come.
Oh blessed day! I shall speak to him. "Master! How can I serve you?" He looks at me! He is about to speak!
"You are of no use to me..." **SQUISH**'
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Sometimes I feel like that guy.
Always there is some hero with something to prove, some band of freakish boyscouts that either intentionally, or because of outrageous fortune, find their way into my life at the most inopportune times. Time and again I've been forced to sacrifice all, even up to risking my very life, but such is the burden that I willingly carry. I can't say that I've ever played by the rules. I've simply done what I had to. Call me names and curse me if you must, but if you're doing so, then you're proving that you don't know true devotion. Those that bend because of circumstance sicken me. My entire existance is pushing me ever onwards, and I won't be denied.
It has been 34 years since I was first called, and, at last, my life's work shall come to fruition. Some might call my entire life an act of treachery, villainy, and sin, but I know it for what it is, perfect faith, devotion, and love for my master. Those that KNOW cannot fault me. Accept me. Those that do not KNOW... You will soon.
I am but a servant, but that hasn't stopped others, my brothers and sisters, from rallying to the cause. The truth cannot remain hidden from those like me. Tonight, though my brothers and sisters died on the fields of battle, their sacrifice shall redeem them.
34 years. I acquired the first two artifacts in that first year. The will of my master was guiding me, and those that would oppose us did not know of my actions. It wouldn't be for many years that they truly grasped their plight. Twelve years of research and prayer led me to the third artifact. This time it was guarded much more fiercely than the first two. I earned this limp and my twisted visage at that encounter, but the will of the master cannot be denied and I am his chosen servant. The third artifact was mine, and I know in my soul that I would suffer that same agony again for my master.
At last, the balance was tipped, and time and again champions pursued me. However, the will of our Master brought men and women to me. These noble followers gave their lives on numerous occasions, that I might escape with the artifacts or simply that I might acquire better bargaining pieces. Indeed it was one of these bargaining pieces, a pretty girl who held some simple emotional attatchment to the leader of my foes, that allowed me to acquire the fourth artifact. This was but three years ago.
The ceremonies and rituals that I have performed in recent months have finally revealed the location of the fifth and final artifact, the key to my master's reawakening, and triumphant return into this world. I have not failed. Through it all, I have not failed. The forces that oppose us are great, but I have reached the altar in the hidden shrine, and I now hold all five artifacts. I cannot help but tremble with anticipation. Surely there has never been one more devoted, more dedicated to such a divine purpose! His apotheosis is at hand!
Even now I hear the death cries of my brothers and sisters who guard the doors to this ancient chamber. Those fools draw closer, but they are too late! Just moments ago I finished the last of the ancient rites, and even now, the sky grows dark, and the wind lies still, and the earth begins to tremble with joy! I can feel him in the room already. The symbol in the center of the chamber glows with an otherworldly light. I stand alone, before, the first of his chosen, and the most trusted. I shall be the first to hear his commandments. Yes! He is rising! He is rising! Everything I am and ever will be, was for this moment. .. ... He is come.
Oh blessed day! I shall speak to him. "Master! How can I serve you?" He looks at me! He is about to speak!
"You are of no use to me..." **SQUISH**'
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Sometimes I feel like that guy.