The Masquerade- An Asian Psycho Story


“What? That’s not what I saw in her the last time?” Said Rigor referring to the red fluttery mask she’s wearing while she wiped the oddly red colored teardrop on his face.

“What is it?” Asked Rigor while she wiped the oddly red colored teardrop on his face.

“Nothing, your tremendous realization surprised me.” She said while darkening the shades on her eyes to a point beyond recognition. She hides from him what really racked her nerve. Her own realization of butterfly’s metamorphosis was that of evil’s transmutation. She was amazed though how Rigor saw it differently. Maybe, he’s right, they won’t recognize them; as a distinction a butterfly does from a larva. ‘The hooded evil won’t recognized them’ she thought as she bravely donned her cape. Rigor undo his tux and replaced it with a Robin Nightwing costume. The van stopped near the harbor or a jetty port. Sonia hopped out of the driver’s seat just as Rigor and Daniela hopped out with their things.


” I was right, you both look magnificent.” Said Sonia briefing them of the Cannes Festival after party. This year, in lieu of nominated films’s success at the box office the organizer decided to veer away from the traditional Venetian masquerade and thus the Cosplay masquerade. “ Now follow me.” Instructed Sonia as she boarded the small yacht and sat to its steering wheel while Rigor and Daniela took the stern; Sonia then steered toward the bow of a luxury ship ahead.

”Wen I aboard the ship, you are to steer away and don’t forget to wave goodbye and be back secretly to the starboard side.”

Everything happened fast as they were told. The crew didn’t notice anything, they were occupied boarding guests. Rigor and Daniela waited to the starboard side. They were worrying the police might use the lighthouse and spot them to restraint so they hide every time lights passed the yacht. They could see helicopters  were still around the Palais de Festivals. To the sea were small fleet of Navy Patrol on their rounds. Then Sonia appeared on the upper deck with a rope ladder. She attached it to a pole and rolled it for them. Daniela climbed first at Sonia’s signal then Rigor followed. Sonia could see helicopters closing in to the harbor so she drummed the starboard hurrying them. Daniela reached for Sonia’s hand and jumped inside. Rigor climbed in haste while Sonia maneuvered the yacht’s remote controlled steering wheel sailing it away from the ship. Rigor got inside the ship and Sonia detached the rope ladder throwing it to the sea just in time helicopters hovered above the ship. Sonia ran toward the stern and secretly summoned her unmanned yacht back joining the other yacht on moored. She got back and smiled to them apparently very regal in her    Leia Organa costume sans mask. To answer the uttered confusion of Rigor and Daniela she went on saying “ I’m one of the organizer, how am I to greet guests and save them from an awkward situation just like this now if I am to wear a mask. Besides you two are fugitives, and you needed more mask to fully cover your face” She said referring to Rigor. “And that’s Poison Ivy’s mask” she said referring to Vita’s. “We have to be careful, that was close on the starboard, we can’t risk being seen. Come on now, you’re to stay here. I’ll send one member of the committee to give you the proper mask. We should avoid attracting too much attention. We’ll talk some other time, I have many guests to greet.” She said stashing the remote control to a life jacket cabinet.

Leia Organa

Sonia walked away leaving them to rest on her cozy private accommodation. Rigor and Daniela stashed their things to the cabinet.

“Hello, I’m Martina. Committee member, Segnora Sonia wanted you to wear these” She said handing them masks that would fully cover their faces. Now, please follow me. We are to hide, the French police are here” Martina led them to the lift. “Sonia’s influence won’t do an excuse to them. You’re in good hands though because she helped organize these annual Masquerade among other wealthy Milanese. We are to head home celebrating the tradition of Venice.” Said Martina going out of the lift and directly went to a porter in a Stormtrooper costume and talked to him. The porter opened the door for them to a grand ballroom which was transformed to a Mos Eisley Cantina or the Fhloston Paradise Luxury Ship due to the presence of Alien costume ( those are guests that didn’t get the memo right; they’re supposed to wear only that of Cannes nominated films ) so that they looked to have gate crashed a party.

Rigor and Daniela head to the bar to fill their stomach (there was no buffet, too bad) leaving Martina talking to a Zuckuss and a Bossk perhaps to apprehend them of the offense of not following the costume code but there were far too many offenders.

There were 5 Diva Plavalagunas And 2 of everything. Couldn’t they be more creative? French police entered and post at all points. Rigor grabbed a wine from a passing waiter and caught Martina’s uneasiness over police’s presence. To the far end, Star Wars Cantina Band was playing the theme as chosen couple execute a well choreographed short performance and summoned other couple to join them.

Rigor grabbed Daniela as one police about to pass the bar so  they head to the front fighting their way among eager couple  and settled to the crowd’s center. Here, they danced lost underneath their mask. The spotlight redirected to the other side where 5 Plavalagunas were singing ballad along which is rather annoying because the orchestra was playing an out of tune adagio. Couples surrounding them were flock of birds on colorful plumage which looked straight out of Jean Paul Gaultier’s creation from Fifth Element. Birds that got out of cage finding their match and cuddled each other. One brawny Erik Killmonger intrude the dance floor obviously suspected a perpetrator among the crowd. Rigor kissed Daniela on her lips while his eyes glanced to the approaching Killmonger, Daniela kissed back as she apparently knew the kissing was about hiding their faces.

She peeked beyond Rigor’s back and wide eyed she’s seeing creepy Jawa approaching. Fortunately, Bellatrix Lestrange blocked and seduced him to go out beyond the dance floor. Daniela softened her kiss as the tension subside while Rigor’s torrid kisses told danger beyond Daniela’s back as brawny Daredevil got close to their spot just in time Kitana tickled his nape by her fan which totally distracted his attention. Kitana got him out as soon as the other found their match in costumed police and leave the premises. Rigor let go of Daniela’s tender lips as there were more police. Praetorian guards, cyborg ninja, first order TIE pilot where everywhere. She rested her head on his shoulder. “ We’ll stay here till they’re gone. You see, the best way to hide is not to hide at all because people who are looking for something missing tend to overlook what is merely there.”

Bellatrix Lestrange


Disclaimer: This journal chronicle events from my past career describing activities on and off salesman’s duties. All events described herein actually happened irrespective of the order the blog was posted. Any resemblance to persons living or dead should be plainly apparent to them and those who know them and that the author is not responsible for any assumptions that may arise; to construe from the fact presented is discouraged as the author is still trying to make sense of it. You may do so at your own risk.

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