Disclaimer: For entertainment + Pamith and Flexacon masturbation purposes only.Finishes recording.
"Okay. We're done here. I'm going to the bathroom."
Walks to bathroom. Walks up to mirror.
Stares at his reflection in the mirror.
Thinks: "I think my mask of sanity is about to slip"
Imagines:
Gets gloves out of his pocket and puts them on.
Walks out of bathroom. Walks up behind work colleague and puts his hands around his neck.
"You know what I think you should do now"?
Work colleague: "W-w-what's that, T-Tony?"
... "DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEE!!!!"
Chokes work colleague to death.
Thinks: "Omg that was amazing! I feel so alive! I feel reborn. I know who I am now."
Puts raincoat on, plays Sussudio by Phil Collins on his record player and busts a little move while on his way to get his axe from under his desk
Thinks: "Time to get busy"
Walks up to dead colleague and starts mocking him
Becomes enraged, starts hacking up the body, goes ballistic...
Thinks: "This is the best night of my fucking life!"
The blood lust is strong in this Tony fElLa
Puts the body parts/pieces and his raincoat in 2 garbage bags. Hides one bag in a closet, cleans and washes up, takes 1 bag with him and walks to the front door thinking "my work here is done!" - then stops in his tracks. He drops the bag. His eyes widen like he's seen a ghost. "The dbol in my desk!" he thinks. "Fuck it! If I'm ever going to start taking PEDs then now's the time! It's now or never!"
He runs to his desk, grabs the dbol bottle from his drawer, cracks open the lid and pours some pills in his hand.
Thinks: "... Fuck, how much.. how much should I take? Fuck it! I don't care anymore! I'm all in!"
Shoves all the pills in his mouth that were in his hand and swallows them. Then puts the dbol bottle to his mouth, randomly thinks of Hulk Hogan saying "say your prayers, take your vitamins!" and swallows more.
Says out loud: "From this day forward, you will be known as Tony HUGE and we're gonna get fucking jacked and all the girls!!"
He pockets the now 70% empty dbol bottle and heads out the door with the bloody bag, accidently smashing his elbow hard on the corner of the corridor wall.
Thinks: "Fuck!! Wtf, how?! I wasn't anywhere near the fucking wall!"
It was his first ILS experience.
Walks out of his office building feeling like a new man.. like a God, like no one can stop him. Throws the bag in the dumpster and thinks "Where to now, Mr. Huge? How about.. Thailand."
