Post by silverbaron on Jun 5, 2014 12:45:36 GMT -6
The stench of sweat permeated the air of a gym in Vegas, where the Silver Baron is currently at. He was doing a sparring match with one of the locals. The local had gone for a stiff clothesline, but The Silver Baron ducked, grabbed the arm, took him down and locked the guy into the cross armbreaker submission hold. The guy instantly tapped out.
Local: Damn. Didn't know you were going for that.
Silver Baron: Well, it happens. Figured I incorporate something new into my moveset.
Local: I get that, but damn, really felt like you wanted to rip my fucken arm out.
Silver Baron: Yeah I can get caught up in the excitement.
The local laughed it off, as the two shook hands. The Silver Baron went to the locker room, and proceeded to get changed. He had a look at his cell phone before changing. It had a text.
Hey boss. It's Nicole. Can you meet me at my place when you're done?
The Silver Baron smiled, as he put his cellphone away, and changed into his casual clothes.
~30 minutes later~
The Silver Baron had arrived at Nicole's apartment. He knocked on the door. It would take her a minute to answer. When she did, the Silver Baron walked in, and smiled. The place was kept generally clean, with a few poster of cities and rock bands hanging up.
Silver Baron: You know, this is the first time I've been here. Not bad at all Nic.
Nicole: Thanks boss. I'm just really glad you came. But I have to ask this. Is what happened to me the main cause of your 'evil' side acting up, or was there something else?
Silver Baron: Oh? Why you asking me that?
Nicole: I'm just curious. I mean, I've seen what 'Oblivion' did, and it's gotten me curious about you more. I've never had any boss before, that's nearly as complicated as you.
Silver Baron: Heh. Well I did say that my mind was a messy place to be. Well as for Oblivion's appearance...No, you're not the main reason. Rather, what happened, was the trigger.
Nicole: Oh. Well is there a difference?
Silver Baron: Believe it or not, there is. People like me, with multiple personality disorder, it's a struggle to maintain a main personality. This...twisted side of me was waiting until I was at my weakest, to once again take over. A struggle, I have been trying to keep to myself. Medication and drugs also helped a bit, but...once Oblivion appeared to me again, I knew he would come forth again. After seeing what happened, I can no longer keep him at bay.
Nicole: Wow. So can you switch between personalities on a dime?
The Silver Baron sighed. Even though he let Oblivion out last week, he still didn't want to keep him from letting lose. However, with his hesitation, he twitched for a second. The Silver Baron almost did switch to Oblivion, right there.
Silver Baron: I really rather not.
Nicole: I see. Well, then what I'm asking of you next boss, you won't like.
Silver Baron: What, to quit? Much as I don't like it, after what happened, I wouldn't blame you if you did. Though I'd try to put you on a more administrative role if you did.
Nicole: No boss. Unlike some of the other girls, I like doing what I do. Alot I'm proud, that I can turn so many men, including my own boss, into putty in my hands. I have also been trying to teach the other girls, that this can be a dangerous job. The day I quit my career, is when, or even if, I become a mother. Even then, I don't know if I could quit outright.
Silver Baron: I knew there was something about you I appreciated oh so much. Aside from those gorgeous tits and that juicy ass that you have.
Nicole giggled a bit from her boss's compliment. After a couple second, Nicole turned very serious, preparing to ask the Silver Baron a tough question.
Nicole: What I wanted to ask, was can I talk to him?
Silver Baron: WHAT?!
Nicole: You heard me boss. I don't know why, but I'm compelled to meet this other side of you.
The Silver Baron looked at Nicole with pure shock. He was speechless to her request. He began to twitch again, just for a second. He sighed, and nodded, puling out Oblivion's mask, and putting it on. The evil side was now in control. He looked at Nicole with lust filled eyes, and a wide, perverted smirk.
Oblivion: You raaaang?
Nicole: I suppose I did. So you're Oblivion, I take it.
Oblivion: Indeed I am. And I gotta say, the view is much better now.
Like a snake, Oblivion began to slowly slither around Nicole. He felt her up, and took a big whiff of her hair. He smirked in his perverted satisfaction.
Oblivion: Much better indeed.
Nicole: Charming.
Oblivion: That I am.
Nicole: I was being sarcastic. Anyways, you seem different from what I expected. I was expecting a more rage filled personality.
Oblivion: Rage? I'm insulted babe. Rage was the trigger that brought me back, but it's only an emotion. I personally get my kicks on pain, on every scale.
Nicole: But from what I saw on Mayhem...well I hope you understand why I assumed so.
Oblivion: Oh I get it. What I did was fantastic work, wasn't it?
Nicole: It would have been if it were the right fucker!
Oblivion: HAHA! I had a good strong feeling deep within, you enjoyed it as much as I did. Oh don't worry...soon enough Stalker will meet me, and if you so wish, what I did to Northman will seem like a little love tap.
Nicole: Perhaps. But there is a reason why I asked for you. I wanted you to answer some questions.
Oblivion: Oh but of course, sweet cheeks.
Nicole: Why do you exist? The boss was doing just fine without you.
Oblivion: Was he? You really don't know Vega all that well. How many times have you actually seen him sober? Not a whole lot. I admit, I much like the profession he's taken up, and has found some real...treasures in the Mojave desert. You being one of them.
Nicole: Thanks, I guess?
Oblivion: Heh. Being cautious. Not a bad idea, but one that's not needed.
Nicole: How the fuck can you expect me to not be?
Oblivion: HAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh this is so amusing. You realize that you would even have to keep your guard up around Vega as well, because babe, I can easil-
Oblivion began to clutch his head in pain. One arm was going to remove the mask, but the other tried to stop. Nicole looked at what was going on, with a confused look. But she went in close, and grabbed Oblivion's arms. He nearly tossed her off, but managed to stop himself. He smirked at her, and began to chuckle.
Oblivion: Well well Vega. Looks like our girl still wants to talk.
Nicole: You were saying something.
Oblivion: Ah yes. I did say that I can easily switch back, with no effort. The two of us can really. However, for the most part, I can...respect Vega. I can see why he got so visibly upset at Stalker's actions. Amusing to me, but a bit of a low. Threatening to put you in a coma...Bah. Me myself, I simply would have done so.
Nicole: Damn.
Oblivion: Indeed. As I said, I get my kicks through all sorts of pain on everyone else. But for you Nicole, unless you do something that can make us lose respect for you, you are not somebody who I will take out. Of course, to have at least a night of you all to myself...It will happen.
Nicole: Hmm...I guess that can work. Not so much on a night together. However, thanks for being honest. You were, right?
Oblivion: For you babe, I'm a man of my word.
Nicole: I'll take that. But please...can I have my friend back?
Oblivion: But of course.
With that, Oblivion twitched, and removed the mask. The Silver Baron was back in control, and he smiled, just as Nicole embraced him.
Nicole: You're right. Rather not deal with him for the most part. But, considering that I know you're also there, I'm not going to worry.
Silver Baron: Good. Glad to hear it. But now, I probably should get some more workouts done this week.
Nicole: Oh, why is that?
Silver Baron: I checked who I'm facing this time around. It's Kyle Travis. The North American champion.
Nicole: Oh, the guy who claims he's the 'Canadian Legend'?
Silver Baron: That would be him. But the thing is, I never heard of him until UWA. Apparently he's won alot of titles around, but shit, that doesn't always make one a legend. So I can't say for certain that he's as good as he claims to be.
Nicole: Oh now you're just sounding cocky.
Silver Baron: Of course Nicole. It's who I am.
Nicole: Well then it's good to see you back to your old self, though sober is still good. But tell me, who will be the one who destroys Stalker Knight?
Silver Baron: I don't know. The rage in me wants to kill him, but I also want him to see what he brought out. I'm sure Oblivion and I can come to a compromise for that.
The Silver Baron sighed, before running his fingers through his hair.
Nicole: What's wrong now?
Silver Baron: Nothing much. Just wish I brought my camcorder. Just...thinking about all this shit...I know I got alot to say now, and I want to say it before I forget.
Nicole: Ha! Well don't forget, you can use a cell phone.
Silver Baron: Oh yeah. Just a second then.
Nicole: Just use mine boss. I'll record it.
Silver Baron: You sure?
Nicole: Positive.
Nicole took out her cell phone, and set it up, to record the Silver Baron. He sighed, as she gave the signal to begin.
Silver Baron: You have all seen exactly what has been set free. A sadistic warrior that wishes nothing but harm upon everyone. The part of me, I have been trying to not unleash, because maybe, I do want to enjoy the competition. But now, it's to late.
At any given moment, the switch can flip, and you'll find yourself staring into the eyes of the basilisk that is Oblivion. Because of that, I don't think anyone is truly safe anymore. However, I don't think I really care.
Why should I? Whether or not you get Oblivion, or the Baron, the end result will be the same. For it will be I, or we if you want to be technical, that triumphs over everyone. But I will say this. Stalker Knight has exactly what's coming to him, and when either me or Oblivion beats the shit out of that attention seeking idiot, the final product will be that of deranged, macabre art that will show just how sick and twisted this duel minded person can be.
The Silver Baron looked around for a second, and grabbed a nearby chair, and sat down in it. He ran his fingers through his hair again, before looking back at Nicole.
Silver Baron: But what about this Mayhem? One show away from Searing agony, and we get quite possibly one of the most respected individuals on the roster, in Kyle Travis. I can see why, as he is a champion. But of course last week, he may have gotten overconfident and got beaten by our paper champion, Aerryn Donelly.
What does that say about him though? We can hear that he didn't lose anything from the match, except for the match itself. That might very well be the case, but is it the whole truth. You Kyle, got defeated by somebody who you thought didn't exactly fight for a cause.
Now I'll be the first to admit, that my cause for being that I am, aside from my duel personality, is the most common of them all, and likely the very cause you're fighting for. To be the best. To show why you deserve to have your name in the same thoughts of Hulk Hogan, Ric Flair, The Rock, excetera.
Where does that leave us though? Putting on a good match is what I'm fully expecting out of you Kyle. However, as good as you are, there is no way that I can believe that you are the legend you believe you are. I mean, if you were, you'd be alot more talked about by now, eh?
Now I bet that this is the part where you tell me why you're better, where you'll talk about your many championships, and why you earned them. That's fine, keep jerking yourself off. Because I am fully expecting you to brag about why you earned your nicknames. I'll say this one time Kyle, about all that crap. I don't fucken care!
Why should I care about what you think you are? I never even heard of you until UWA. Hell, nobody really else does know about you. If anything, you're just another generic dumbass who thinks he's hot shit!
What makes you think you're any better then any other prick who claims the exact same thing? What makes you think that you're living up to the self instilled hype? If you truly were what you said you were, you would have beaten Donelly last week. Actually fuck that, you'd be the world champion, and then maybe you'd have me somewhat believing what you think you are!
The Silver Baron begins to chuckle. While he may not have heard of Kyle Travis before UWA, he knew Kyle was capable of a good match, based on what he has seen. After a couple seconds though, the Silver Baron ceased his chuckling.
Silver Baron: Now I know you also have some choice words for me. Like how it's my own damn fault I didn't find Nicole sooner, or even discovered she went missing in the first place. Well the world ain't perfect, and as good of a pimp as I am, shit happens. A nonchalant way of looking at it, but much like everything, risk is involved, especially on the whores's ends. We all saw the results of what happened.
But unlike others who have been wronged by devil worshipping cocksuckers here in UWA, we did get our hands on one, and we got a measure of revenge. You must have seen just how fucked up Kyle Northman got at the hands of Oblivion. While he did that, I smiled from within, as I did watch, and I actually enjoyed, and fully approved what happened. What happened to Northman, is what I wanted, and delivered, even if it was my darker half that delivered the destruction.
The Silver Baron now had one of his more deranged smiles on his face. It was almost entirely him, as he could feel a bit of Oblivion's influence. He quite enjoyed the show that Oblivion did put on at last Mayhem. The Silver Baron then cleared his throat, to continue his thoughts.
Silver Baron: So what exactly am I saying? I'm saying that just about anything you say Kyle, it doesn't surprise me. Talk about my MPD, my issues with Dark Camelot, my other profession, and Nicole, all you want. As I said, I'm expecting it, and fact of the matter is, non of that shit matters. All that does matter, is that the two of us go out there, and prove who truly is the better one. So whether or not you get the world playa, or the uncaged demon, prepare yourself for one helluva ride!
Local: Damn. Didn't know you were going for that.
Silver Baron: Well, it happens. Figured I incorporate something new into my moveset.
Local: I get that, but damn, really felt like you wanted to rip my fucken arm out.
Silver Baron: Yeah I can get caught up in the excitement.
The local laughed it off, as the two shook hands. The Silver Baron went to the locker room, and proceeded to get changed. He had a look at his cell phone before changing. It had a text.
Hey boss. It's Nicole. Can you meet me at my place when you're done?
The Silver Baron smiled, as he put his cellphone away, and changed into his casual clothes.
~30 minutes later~
The Silver Baron had arrived at Nicole's apartment. He knocked on the door. It would take her a minute to answer. When she did, the Silver Baron walked in, and smiled. The place was kept generally clean, with a few poster of cities and rock bands hanging up.
Silver Baron: You know, this is the first time I've been here. Not bad at all Nic.
Nicole: Thanks boss. I'm just really glad you came. But I have to ask this. Is what happened to me the main cause of your 'evil' side acting up, or was there something else?
Silver Baron: Oh? Why you asking me that?
Nicole: I'm just curious. I mean, I've seen what 'Oblivion' did, and it's gotten me curious about you more. I've never had any boss before, that's nearly as complicated as you.
Silver Baron: Heh. Well I did say that my mind was a messy place to be. Well as for Oblivion's appearance...No, you're not the main reason. Rather, what happened, was the trigger.
Nicole: Oh. Well is there a difference?
Silver Baron: Believe it or not, there is. People like me, with multiple personality disorder, it's a struggle to maintain a main personality. This...twisted side of me was waiting until I was at my weakest, to once again take over. A struggle, I have been trying to keep to myself. Medication and drugs also helped a bit, but...once Oblivion appeared to me again, I knew he would come forth again. After seeing what happened, I can no longer keep him at bay.
Nicole: Wow. So can you switch between personalities on a dime?
The Silver Baron sighed. Even though he let Oblivion out last week, he still didn't want to keep him from letting lose. However, with his hesitation, he twitched for a second. The Silver Baron almost did switch to Oblivion, right there.
Silver Baron: I really rather not.
Nicole: I see. Well, then what I'm asking of you next boss, you won't like.
Silver Baron: What, to quit? Much as I don't like it, after what happened, I wouldn't blame you if you did. Though I'd try to put you on a more administrative role if you did.
Nicole: No boss. Unlike some of the other girls, I like doing what I do. Alot I'm proud, that I can turn so many men, including my own boss, into putty in my hands. I have also been trying to teach the other girls, that this can be a dangerous job. The day I quit my career, is when, or even if, I become a mother. Even then, I don't know if I could quit outright.
Silver Baron: I knew there was something about you I appreciated oh so much. Aside from those gorgeous tits and that juicy ass that you have.
Nicole giggled a bit from her boss's compliment. After a couple second, Nicole turned very serious, preparing to ask the Silver Baron a tough question.
Nicole: What I wanted to ask, was can I talk to him?
Silver Baron: WHAT?!
Nicole: You heard me boss. I don't know why, but I'm compelled to meet this other side of you.
The Silver Baron looked at Nicole with pure shock. He was speechless to her request. He began to twitch again, just for a second. He sighed, and nodded, puling out Oblivion's mask, and putting it on. The evil side was now in control. He looked at Nicole with lust filled eyes, and a wide, perverted smirk.
Oblivion: You raaaang?
Nicole: I suppose I did. So you're Oblivion, I take it.
Oblivion: Indeed I am. And I gotta say, the view is much better now.
Like a snake, Oblivion began to slowly slither around Nicole. He felt her up, and took a big whiff of her hair. He smirked in his perverted satisfaction.
Oblivion: Much better indeed.
Nicole: Charming.
Oblivion: That I am.
Nicole: I was being sarcastic. Anyways, you seem different from what I expected. I was expecting a more rage filled personality.
Oblivion: Rage? I'm insulted babe. Rage was the trigger that brought me back, but it's only an emotion. I personally get my kicks on pain, on every scale.
Nicole: But from what I saw on Mayhem...well I hope you understand why I assumed so.
Oblivion: Oh I get it. What I did was fantastic work, wasn't it?
Nicole: It would have been if it were the right fucker!
Oblivion: HAHA! I had a good strong feeling deep within, you enjoyed it as much as I did. Oh don't worry...soon enough Stalker will meet me, and if you so wish, what I did to Northman will seem like a little love tap.
Nicole: Perhaps. But there is a reason why I asked for you. I wanted you to answer some questions.
Oblivion: Oh but of course, sweet cheeks.
Nicole: Why do you exist? The boss was doing just fine without you.
Oblivion: Was he? You really don't know Vega all that well. How many times have you actually seen him sober? Not a whole lot. I admit, I much like the profession he's taken up, and has found some real...treasures in the Mojave desert. You being one of them.
Nicole: Thanks, I guess?
Oblivion: Heh. Being cautious. Not a bad idea, but one that's not needed.
Nicole: How the fuck can you expect me to not be?
Oblivion: HAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh this is so amusing. You realize that you would even have to keep your guard up around Vega as well, because babe, I can easil-
Oblivion began to clutch his head in pain. One arm was going to remove the mask, but the other tried to stop. Nicole looked at what was going on, with a confused look. But she went in close, and grabbed Oblivion's arms. He nearly tossed her off, but managed to stop himself. He smirked at her, and began to chuckle.
Oblivion: Well well Vega. Looks like our girl still wants to talk.
Nicole: You were saying something.
Oblivion: Ah yes. I did say that I can easily switch back, with no effort. The two of us can really. However, for the most part, I can...respect Vega. I can see why he got so visibly upset at Stalker's actions. Amusing to me, but a bit of a low. Threatening to put you in a coma...Bah. Me myself, I simply would have done so.
Nicole: Damn.
Oblivion: Indeed. As I said, I get my kicks through all sorts of pain on everyone else. But for you Nicole, unless you do something that can make us lose respect for you, you are not somebody who I will take out. Of course, to have at least a night of you all to myself...It will happen.
Nicole: Hmm...I guess that can work. Not so much on a night together. However, thanks for being honest. You were, right?
Oblivion: For you babe, I'm a man of my word.
Nicole: I'll take that. But please...can I have my friend back?
Oblivion: But of course.
With that, Oblivion twitched, and removed the mask. The Silver Baron was back in control, and he smiled, just as Nicole embraced him.
Nicole: You're right. Rather not deal with him for the most part. But, considering that I know you're also there, I'm not going to worry.
Silver Baron: Good. Glad to hear it. But now, I probably should get some more workouts done this week.
Nicole: Oh, why is that?
Silver Baron: I checked who I'm facing this time around. It's Kyle Travis. The North American champion.
Nicole: Oh, the guy who claims he's the 'Canadian Legend'?
Silver Baron: That would be him. But the thing is, I never heard of him until UWA. Apparently he's won alot of titles around, but shit, that doesn't always make one a legend. So I can't say for certain that he's as good as he claims to be.
Nicole: Oh now you're just sounding cocky.
Silver Baron: Of course Nicole. It's who I am.
Nicole: Well then it's good to see you back to your old self, though sober is still good. But tell me, who will be the one who destroys Stalker Knight?
Silver Baron: I don't know. The rage in me wants to kill him, but I also want him to see what he brought out. I'm sure Oblivion and I can come to a compromise for that.
The Silver Baron sighed, before running his fingers through his hair.
Nicole: What's wrong now?
Silver Baron: Nothing much. Just wish I brought my camcorder. Just...thinking about all this shit...I know I got alot to say now, and I want to say it before I forget.
Nicole: Ha! Well don't forget, you can use a cell phone.
Silver Baron: Oh yeah. Just a second then.
Nicole: Just use mine boss. I'll record it.
Silver Baron: You sure?
Nicole: Positive.
Nicole took out her cell phone, and set it up, to record the Silver Baron. He sighed, as she gave the signal to begin.
Silver Baron: You have all seen exactly what has been set free. A sadistic warrior that wishes nothing but harm upon everyone. The part of me, I have been trying to not unleash, because maybe, I do want to enjoy the competition. But now, it's to late.
At any given moment, the switch can flip, and you'll find yourself staring into the eyes of the basilisk that is Oblivion. Because of that, I don't think anyone is truly safe anymore. However, I don't think I really care.
Why should I? Whether or not you get Oblivion, or the Baron, the end result will be the same. For it will be I, or we if you want to be technical, that triumphs over everyone. But I will say this. Stalker Knight has exactly what's coming to him, and when either me or Oblivion beats the shit out of that attention seeking idiot, the final product will be that of deranged, macabre art that will show just how sick and twisted this duel minded person can be.
The Silver Baron looked around for a second, and grabbed a nearby chair, and sat down in it. He ran his fingers through his hair again, before looking back at Nicole.
Silver Baron: But what about this Mayhem? One show away from Searing agony, and we get quite possibly one of the most respected individuals on the roster, in Kyle Travis. I can see why, as he is a champion. But of course last week, he may have gotten overconfident and got beaten by our paper champion, Aerryn Donelly.
What does that say about him though? We can hear that he didn't lose anything from the match, except for the match itself. That might very well be the case, but is it the whole truth. You Kyle, got defeated by somebody who you thought didn't exactly fight for a cause.
Now I'll be the first to admit, that my cause for being that I am, aside from my duel personality, is the most common of them all, and likely the very cause you're fighting for. To be the best. To show why you deserve to have your name in the same thoughts of Hulk Hogan, Ric Flair, The Rock, excetera.
Where does that leave us though? Putting on a good match is what I'm fully expecting out of you Kyle. However, as good as you are, there is no way that I can believe that you are the legend you believe you are. I mean, if you were, you'd be alot more talked about by now, eh?
Now I bet that this is the part where you tell me why you're better, where you'll talk about your many championships, and why you earned them. That's fine, keep jerking yourself off. Because I am fully expecting you to brag about why you earned your nicknames. I'll say this one time Kyle, about all that crap. I don't fucken care!
Why should I care about what you think you are? I never even heard of you until UWA. Hell, nobody really else does know about you. If anything, you're just another generic dumbass who thinks he's hot shit!
What makes you think you're any better then any other prick who claims the exact same thing? What makes you think that you're living up to the self instilled hype? If you truly were what you said you were, you would have beaten Donelly last week. Actually fuck that, you'd be the world champion, and then maybe you'd have me somewhat believing what you think you are!
The Silver Baron begins to chuckle. While he may not have heard of Kyle Travis before UWA, he knew Kyle was capable of a good match, based on what he has seen. After a couple seconds though, the Silver Baron ceased his chuckling.
Silver Baron: Now I know you also have some choice words for me. Like how it's my own damn fault I didn't find Nicole sooner, or even discovered she went missing in the first place. Well the world ain't perfect, and as good of a pimp as I am, shit happens. A nonchalant way of looking at it, but much like everything, risk is involved, especially on the whores's ends. We all saw the results of what happened.
But unlike others who have been wronged by devil worshipping cocksuckers here in UWA, we did get our hands on one, and we got a measure of revenge. You must have seen just how fucked up Kyle Northman got at the hands of Oblivion. While he did that, I smiled from within, as I did watch, and I actually enjoyed, and fully approved what happened. What happened to Northman, is what I wanted, and delivered, even if it was my darker half that delivered the destruction.
The Silver Baron now had one of his more deranged smiles on his face. It was almost entirely him, as he could feel a bit of Oblivion's influence. He quite enjoyed the show that Oblivion did put on at last Mayhem. The Silver Baron then cleared his throat, to continue his thoughts.
Silver Baron: So what exactly am I saying? I'm saying that just about anything you say Kyle, it doesn't surprise me. Talk about my MPD, my issues with Dark Camelot, my other profession, and Nicole, all you want. As I said, I'm expecting it, and fact of the matter is, non of that shit matters. All that does matter, is that the two of us go out there, and prove who truly is the better one. So whether or not you get the world playa, or the uncaged demon, prepare yourself for one helluva ride!
