Join Date: Feb 2012
I walked into the mask shop and was bombarded with a massive amount of masks. Happy, outgoing, comical, uplifting, there were hundreds. I spotted a tall, thin fellow, quite the opposite of myself, I'm rather short and bulky, leaning over a counter, talking on the phone. Naturally, I assumed he was an employee, so I approached him.
"Oh my. I'm sorry to hear that. Yes ma'am. Yes ma'am, we've been looking into it for quite some time. Yes, we'll do whatever we can. Yes ma'am. We'll notify you if we have a breakthrough. You and your husband have a great day. Mhm. Goodbye." He hung up, and realizing there was someone behind him, turned around. His face was completely contrary to his body. It was a joyful, round face, bright cheeks, and lively eyes.
"Welcome, one and all, to the Happy Happy Mask Shop! And how can I help you?"
"Uh, yeah, I'm looking for a mask that gives off a depressing look." I answered
"Depressing? Why would you want such a mask? Here, this a joyous one, everyone likes them."
"But, I don't want a joyous one, I want one that translates my emotions."
"But people don't want to see THOSE emotions. How about a outgoing mask?"
"But, I'm not outgoing, I'm shy!"
"People love outgoing people though. They're the top of the crowd, the ones we adore!"
"But, but that'd be lying! I'm not joyous or outgoing!"
"Then you sir, are missing the point of masks. Masks aren't used to repeat the ugly truth, they're used to conceal it, and cover it with pretty lies that everyone can gaze upon! People don't like the truth, not when it hurts." he placed a bony hand on my should, grinning ear to ear. I tried to shake it off, but his grip was one of iron. "The only disadvantage of our wonderful masks is that you can't take them off after extended use... but that's a minor setback to complete popularity. Say, why don't you work for us, we could use another hand around here!" He pulled out a mask from a drawer, one identical to his face.
"N-NO!" I yelled, struggling. He was incerdibly strong for a man of his physique. He placed the mask on my face, and that's when everything went black.
I walked into the mask shop and saw a short, bulky man leaning over a counter, talking with a man who was in tears. The short man was grinning, his face lively, with bright cheeks and gleaming eyes, and as I neared, I glimpsed the end of their conversation.
"I'm so sorry. Yes, SOME of our masks do change over time. There's not much we can do about it, you'll have to wait until we can uncover how to take them off. I'm truly sorry about your wife sir. Have a good day." He comforted, then turned his gaze to me. "Hello sir, welcome, one and all, to the the Happy Happy Mask shop, and how can I be of assistance to you today?""
"Do you have any masks that emit depression? All I see are positive emotions."
"If you always judge a Scizor on its ability to fight against Reshiram, you will live your life believing it's uncapable of competitive battling"-Albert Einstien(I edited it a bit) Origional: "Everyone's a genius. But if a fish judges itself by it's ability on how well it can climb a tree, it will live its life believing it's a failure" Don't judge yourself or others on your poorest area of skill. Judge yourself and others on your best.