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| Subject: Devlin Raine [vs.] Storming Raven Thu Nov 08, 2012 3:52 pm | |
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| Subject: Re: Devlin Raine [vs.] Storming Raven Sun Nov 11, 2012 10:36 am | |
| So, that happened.
As Devlin left the building, High Impact Title in hands, he started to wonder if this had all been worth it.
The internal debate left him with the conclusion that it was entirely worth it and if given a chance to all this again?
He'd probably have been even more vicious about it.
It's only a few days later and he regards his prize, what should have rightfully been his as a hand touches his shoulder and turns him around. There she is, looking up at him with those eyes and asking the question that those about him have surely asked.
She however didn't need words to do it, he smiled and put his hands on her shoulders kissing her forehead, he still loved her, still cared about her she wasn't part of this whole problem, th whole fucking system was crooked and the fact Steel angel was even given a shot to go against him was proof of that, there was no rhyme , no reason for it.
The more he thought about it the more it became obvious, the best way to bring the whole fucking building down was to slide along with Chuck's little war he didn't really care now he got what he wanted and Steel Angel would predictably come running along in short order making out like Devlin Was the bad guy.
Well he guessed he was, but bad guys tended to have more fun anyway.
We're not really paying attention to this heart warming conversation between Devlin and Kate, because the narrator, that's me by the way. Has decided to blur it out a little because you guys don't want to see sappiness and innocence and rainbows! You guys want to see Explosions and violence and people getting hit in the groin.
You don't want complex plots, or complex motivations, the three things you're asking right now are. “What wants what? Why do they want it? And why do I give a shit?”
Well if you readers decide to pay attention to these little sidebars of my mental rambling, I'm gonna try and answer that question.
Fade to a new scene I'm bored of hand feeding you answers.
Sing along!
Hey baby, I hear the blues a-callin', Tossed salad and scrambled eggs And maybe I seem a bit confused, Yeah maybe, but I got you pegged!
Alright enough of that, welcome to Seattle our wonderful expanding shot of the Washington city skyline includes that ever present tower, because if you guys didn't see the landmark you'd have no idea where we are, it's true it's just be a mess of buildings and people.. Hell we could film part of the promo in a random New York street and -say- it was Seattle and you wouldn't know the difference if it hit you with a frying pan. See? Aren't we nice letting you know where we are? Aren't you grateful to watch Devlin lean on the balcony of his hotel placing the High Impact title on a table and smiling widely, really satisfied with himself?
Good Job Devlin! Now, he's going to speak, a twisted little chuckle coming form his features as he looks out to the city and wonders what to say about his upcoming opponent.
“So, after my -master-stroke- of getting what's rightfully mine from the Steel Angel I find myself thrown head first into a match against the Storming Raven, Which is funny because both of them are scavengers really, looking to pick the bones form a system that betrays anyone with any real talent. Throwing them time after time into stupid match ups that serve no purpose. I mean I'm not stupid Chuck.Corey I know I'm the new guy here and I know you all have your war going on and well I figured if I was going to surround myself with company of any sort ...It might as well be Bad Company. Which of course serves me joining a side, which ironically is waaaaay unusual for me. I usually prefer the third option, but when in Rome ...kill everyone and steal their shit.”
So Devlin pauses after that horrible mass of words , spoke really more to himself than anyone in particular because well? Who's really listening? He is of course! The rest of you are so blind to the reality of the situation that he's going to have to take drastic measures to wake you all up.
“Storming Raven will probably come right out of the gate with a batch of mewling and crying about how I'm the 'bad guy' how I used to be so 'honourable' and driven by the 'fans' No. Raven I was driven by a desire to be the better man. I still am but my methods have had to become more..extreme as I'm noticing that Anything resembling 'fair play' has to go out the window anything resembling 'mercy' and 'compassion' gets left behind when I go through that curtain..So say we all That the Storming Raven marks the birth of the era of Devstation Raines, and when it Raines it pours.”
That, was a terrible pun. But oh well! The Yougnster starts to stalk along the balcony watching the city that will bare witness to the Raine of Devastation , see? Even I'm doing it now. Jeeez. all right let's let Devlin get on with this before I start being even more stupid.
“You know I ddidn't really think about it but Battle Grounds is an apt name for these Monday shows, it just hasn't really been given any justice to it's name a Battle ground is uncompromising, Wild full of danger , even deadly . And well I have very much been compromising lately and maybe that's why I've been such a drastic failure...Well No more compromises no more 'Mr nice guy' No This Devlin lives by the Chicago code, This Devlin is going to make an -example- of the Storming Raven, some dipshit dressed up in face paint who think he's the darkest around because of his 'mysteirousness' because of the 'enigma' he poses, lemme tell you something raven.. I'm gonna Gordian Knot your ass..That is take the simplest solution to the problem you propose.. That solution namely being taking your head off mounting t on a spike for all to see.”
Devlin nods to himself at that mental image, smilimng to himself as he imagines it, ew Devlin, oh wait he has more to say!
“Of course I'm not stupid, this belt..-my- belt is going somewhere....safe why>? Because well Steel Angel will probably stick his head out of whatever hole he's hiding in and I'll have to play Whack-a-Steel all night witht A close personal friend of mine.”
Oh my, it's a baseball bat, Devlin examines it a little and takes a playful swing towards the camera and grins.
“I'm no going to run from you Steel, did yo hear me? I'm not going to run..I'm going to bash your brains in..Bash 'm right the fuck in..Anyone who gets in my way is going to get the same Treatment.”
Devlin, now you're just being silly. Wait...Why are looking at the camera like that? Wait You can hear me can't you? Oh Shit OK Just calm down, put the bat away, you need me! You need the camera! Without us...You'll be silent! Yeah! Silent.
“Cool your jets Narrator I do need you, fade it out already..Battle grounds call. ”
Ok.. fade ..do it now!
Fin.
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| | | Storming Raven
Posts : 323 Join date : 2012-10-07 Age : 37
Wrestler Stats IWF Record: 10-0-2 Alignment: In Between
| Subject: Re: Devlin Raine [vs.] Storming Raven Sun Nov 11, 2012 8:22 pm | |
| I woke up this morning feeling...under the weather. I must be coming down with that bug that's going around. It doesn't matter, even not one hundred percent I'm more than capable of beating anyone put in my way. No one will stop my destiny. I haven't seen my wife Etienne for many moons. That could be trouble for my opponents. She is the only thing keeping the sleeping beast within me from awakening, and decimating anyone set in my way. When I looked in the mirror this morning, my usual gray eyes were black. The change is already starting. The Wendigo is coming to the surface. God have mercy on my opponents' pathetic souls...because I won't.
I sit on a high branch in an old oak tree in the woods behind my house. My left leg stretched out in front of me on the limb, my right leg dangling precariously off the side. I wait for the IWF camera man. I smirk as I finally see him come stumbling through the woods. He almost trips over a large limb.
“I see you, like so many others aren't adept to nature.”
I pause and chuckle as he looks around startled.
“Up here numb nuts.”
He looks up with surprise as he sees me lounging comfortably in the tree. I give an annoyed sigh.
“Well, turn the damn thing on and let's get this over with shall we? I've got places to go, and people to maim.”
The camera man clumsily fumbles for the button. Finally he turns the camera on and gives the thumbs up. I slowly look around the woods as I gather my thoughts.
“I know these woods like the back of my hand. From the time I was twelve until I was eighteen, this was my home. When I wasn't in juvenile correctional facilities. I killed my first man at the base of this very tree. It was self defense of course. You see when you live on the “streets”, you either fight, or you die. The things I've seen, the things I've DONE, would break most men. I am not most men. Some consider me weird...Good, being normal is so....overrated”
I breathe in the clean forest air, the scent of pine fills my nose.
“Wrestling was an easy transition for me, I've been fighting my entire life, so why not. When I first started I was such a nice guy, it took a lot for me to realize nice guys finish last. So...Devlin, are you happy with how your life has turned out? Do you have any regrets? I don't. You see most people see this ongoing internal war between Chuck Matthews and Corey Casey an annoyance. I see it as an opportunity. This gun's for hire. The ends will justify the means. Whatever it takes to achieve my ultimate goal. By any means necessary, so be it. If that means I have to dismantle each, and every last damn member of Bad company to do it, that's fine with me. If I have to take out the empire, that's fine as well. You see I am a man with nothing to lose, and a man with nothing to lose....is a very dangerous man indeed. It makes no difference to me, what ever I need to do, I'll do it. You are the first casualty of war Devlin, but don't worry... you won't be the last. This is just the beginning. It's my world. Everyone else is just living in it, on borrowed time. Until I see that you pawns are no longer needed. There's a new sheriff in town. He rides a white horse, and hell follows with him.”
My head jerks back and I don't remember anything past that point.
Storming Raven's eyes turn solid white as he looks back at the camera man. His voice is hollow and raspy, not his own as words flow from it.
“We're done here. Turn that damn thing off, before I bury you under the tree with the rest of the souls. We are legion...for we are many. The Wendigo is coming.....”
The next thing I remember is waking up on the forest floor. There is blood all over me and the eviscerated corpse of a deer lays near by. | |
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