The black cloak waves in the air, though there is no wind. It covers his entire body; better have it covered than seen in front of millions of viewers tonight. He slowly approached me and sat down as he put his scythe on the side of the chair. My heart beats rapidly and wondered if I will live through tonight. He was so anxious to speak about the new movie Final Destination 3, but no longer can we deny him of that right. And no longer can I turn back as the camera watches my every move.
Mr.Grim took a sip of the coffee and quiet set it down on the table beside him.
Yes. The show must go on.
"Mr. Reaper", I whispered, as I cleared my throat, "This is the third Final Destination and your third appearance in the movie industry. How do you feel?"
"Not bad, although I wanted to do more than my simple role of killing people, you know, like acting or singing opera or trying for that act from RENT. Oh yea, the musicals are awesome. But the producers believed otherwise and keep coming up with these ideas that killing a bunch of stupid teenagers would make a good scary movie. Surprisingly, it worked. I really didn't expect a trilogy for this Final Destination thing."
"Can you tell us what the movie is about?"
"Sure. It started out with this girl named Wendy hanging out with her friends at Grad Night at this theme park. She, like all the other main characters from the last two sequels--I still can't believe FD became a sequel--had visions and stuff. You know, those visions when you eat those delicious brownies from Holland--love those people, by the way, they are so nice--except freakier. So she chickened out from a roller coaster ride and saved some people. Then that's my cue to kick each of those teenager's bucket and show them who's boss, Mwaha, ha, haa!!! ::choke:: ::cough:: Excuse me."
But seriously, I played a big role and if you looked hard enough at one scene, you can see me driving that truck while it was going downhill. Ha, ha, you should've seen the producer's face. He was SO ::bleep::-ed off."
"And what is your opinion about the movie?"
"Boring. When the producers called me and said this script was a lot better than the old sequels, I was like, "No way!" and he said "New and Improved, baby!" New and improved, how can you beat that? So I jumped into the city bus--mom grounded me from driving because I accidentally killed Mrs. Johnson. It wasn't her time yet and God was SO ::bleep::-ed that day. That's what you get for trying to carrying an old lady across the street.
Anyways, I arrived to the set and there they are, a bunch of 30-something old actors dressing up like teenyboppers. That's especially true with those two chicks with the boobs; no matter how much make-up was done, boy, one of them looks like China except much younger with boobs. Oh yea, speaking of boobs, the producers wanted them to outed in a tanning salon. Why? Because there will be naked chics! Especially early in the movie to keep viewers' attention and possibly interested. You should've seen the killing scene. I had a lot of fun in that one. But seriously, I was disappointed. The producers wanted them all to die with either their heads squashed, shot at, and torn to pieces. They were so one-dimensional that no one cared when they were gone. Not even their agencies. Yet they make me look like the bad guy in every sequel. I'm doing humanity a favor--in this case, a huge one--so learn to appreciate, people. It's what I do."
"How about the killing scenes? Would you recommend them for young people or children to watch them?" I asked
"Unless you like watching pumpkins explode, I don't think it's really suitable for little kids. Lots of gore, definitely. But it does get boring because almost every character dies in repetitive ways. I told the director I wanted to do something creative, like flying through the window and cries 'John Doe!' and stop creating the domino traps to kill each victim. But he suggest that it is the new trend to see people's heads been mutilated in different but similar ways."
"......Okay." I brushed the sweat off my forehead and he take another sip from the coffee, "Thank you for your time, Mr. Reaper. Do you have any last comment about the movie?"
"This movie is no different than the previous two, people. Chances they are making yet another sequel to this. Man, it's like watching J.LO make another album, when it starts, it doesn't learn how to stop." said Death, and suddenly, his cell phone started ringing.
"I...wait, excuse me." Death reach his pocket and looked at his phone, "Ah, ::bleep::. Baby's mama is calling me, probably about that check I gave her last week. If you ask me what Death fear, this is it."
He got up, took his scythe, and disappeared into the shadows. That was the last time I have seen him, until the following month, I saw him at Judge Judy with him and his girlfriend fighting for child support money.
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