“Rage, Anger, Evil” (drama) 2 minutes

Character: PASTA
Description: A man who calls himself “pasta” is one of the worst convicts in his prison.  He talks to a reporter about himself.
Gender: Male
Age:  40  

Rage.  Anger.  Explosion.  Bomb.  Hate.  Temper.  Furiousness.  Tornado.  Thunder.  Screaming.  Crushing.  Livid.  Dangerous.  Negativity.  Evil. 

It’s what lives inside me when I get turned off by something.  When someone disagress with me.  I just have to let it out.  I’ve always been one to act on my impulses.  It’s what gotten me in trouble.  It’s why I’m in here.  But, at least I don’t have a built up ball of stress in my gut like most of you people.  I live a calm life.  You see, I react the way you all wish you could react but instead you keep it in…I let it out.  I let it out good.  So, my sacrifice is prison.  So what?  A man of my kind is right at home here.  Wouldn’t have it any other way.  Less things to get aggravated about anyway.

Out there is where the bullshit always goes down.  Women and their stupid games.  Men and their stupid bravura.  It’s too much for someone like me to stomach.  And again, that’s why I’m in here because I react to the crap that exists in this world.  I’m like a caveman.  I sure as hell wish I was a cave man, one of those neanderthols.  (sighs)  That would be my dream in life.  Things were simpler back then.  If you wanted something you took it.  You could just react how you had to, how you saw fit with no penalty.  No law.  No skinny little milky white politicians telling you how to live your life according to society’s standards.

Fuck that.  I never agreed with any of that shit.  I’m my own man and always will be.  Ain’t no one gonna dictate to me.  I am my own God.  They call me a special type case in this prison.  Damn right, I’m special.  Down the road one day you will all see my talent.