Post by Kyle Travis on Aug 28, 2015 16:42:43 GMT -6
::Kyle Travis stands at the levees of New Orleans, Louisiana. It has been a decade since the levees broke when Hurricane Katrina, slammed into the Gulf of Mexico state as a category 4 hurricane and left a wake of destruction not soon forgotten. Even a decade later, people still talk about it. Even now, after ten years, people wonder when the next one will hit, as they did at the one hundred year mark of the 1906 San Francisco earthquake.::
::Today, the water is calm. There is a slight breeze, but it is still humid out this close to the Gulf of Mexico. After a decade, the land and people have managed to wipe away the aftermath of Katrina.::
“It is ironic to me, Bob Brooks, that you are the first person to successfully defeat Danika Bayne, because you share a rather interesting trait with her. Actually, truth be told, it seems to be a defining characteristic of you both.”
“The both of you appear to be completely devoted to someone who honestly does not seem to give a damn about you at all, because they know you would do anything they ask, without question, because you are so completely misguidedly devoted to them.”
“This city believed in that these levees would protect them. They had faith in the government. They thought that they could weather the storm. They were wrong. Katrina hit New Orleans as a category 4 hurricane, one of the most powerful storms to ever hit the United States. The death toll was 1,836. The damage was estimated to be 108 billion dollars. Katrina stands as the costliest hurricane to ever hit the United States. It hit like something out of the bible, and earned its spot on the list of retired hurricane names.”
::“The Canadian Legend” looks out over the horizon that just a decade ago, surged over the levees and into the city with the wrath of God.::
“Danika is misguidedly devoted to her master, this so-called greater power that is supposedly an unstoppable force of Hell, the nightmare of nightmares, the deepest darkness, the dark sun, the end of days, the Fifth Horseman, or whatever else she’s tried to convince the world some clown trying to be creepy and evil while hiding behind a toy is.”
“Weeks ago, I challenged this all powerful dark lord to a match at Raising Hell. I told him to stop hiding behind the bear and face me. I have mocked him. I have insulted him. I brought a teddy bear to ringside to do commentary. I have humiliated his minions since the day I got back, and still, this supposed demon king of theirs has stayed his hand. I stood there and called him a pathetic, sniveling coward who hides behind a child’s toy.”
“You would think that doing those all things would have gotten some sort of a response. I mean, lets be honest here, if he is so great, so terrible, and so evil that his arrival would be as if Ragnarok had sex with the Apocalypse and child was raised by the Armageddon, and he makes both the Devil himself and God tremble, then crushing me should be easy. And yet, he remains hidden behind a teddy bear, safe while she and the minions stand in the path of the oncoming storm.”
::For a moment, “the Once and Future King” allows himself an amused smirk. It quickly fades.
“And do you know what their response was? It was to do what they always do and play mind games. Every single time the Children of Nephilim tries to do something, they rely on playing mind games and abducting people. And do you know what happens every time they do it? They go down hard. It happened last year when they abducted Broderick Montgomery III and then when they abducted Georgio Oliver. Every time they did it, someone would come back and lay them out. And I seem to be the only person in the UWA who no longer believes the hype or has the slightest bit of fear for them, but they still try to be creepy and evil, and make me afraid of them, because they tell me to be. And I love that I even threatened them that if they ever went near my family, I would slaughter them, and I meant that literally.”
“So what was their brilliant, evil genius leader’s brilliant even scheme to thwart my actions against his minions and silence my blasphemy?”
::There is a merciless, angry look in the eyes of Kyle Travis. That anger is audible in his voice. It is a cold anger. If looks could kill, this would be lethal.::
“He had his minions go on my property to show he could abduct my family, because it is the only play he has. I mean it is literally all he can tell his minions to do because he has no original ideas, which is strangely why I think McBride is actually the leader and the whole getting assaulted thing was a ploy. Either way, their brilliant leader has just forced my hand to slaughter EVERY SINGLE ONE OF HIS CHILDREN until he shows himself. They will know the true meaning of wrath.”
“And there is Danika, ever faithful, making excuses because she’s just so into this guy and his lies, the dogma that the Children of Nephilim has been going on and on and on about for over a year. There is Danika, his “trusted lieutenant”, his high priestess, his harbinger, not realizing that she will walk into Raising Hell in her master’s place and I am going to show her the true meaning of the word monster, because I do not care about beating them, just breaking them. The faith that guides her, defines her, is what will ultimately destroy her because she cannot and will not weather the strom.”
::“The Canadian Legend” closes his eyes. When he opens them, the anger is gone both from his eyes and his voice.::
“And here you are Bob Brooks, completely and totally devoted to a woman who has no interest in you, and is just using you.”
“I hate to tell you this Bob, but Lacey Roberts doesn’t love you. I am pretty sure she does not even like you. She just knows she can use you because you are willing to do anything she asks. It may sound cliché, but you are the dweeb the popular girl lets hang around her because she knows you will carry her books or do her homework or get her test answers or whatever she asks.”
“And unlike Danika and the Children of Nephilim, who are devoted to an impotent, pathetic, worthless coward hiding behind a teddy bear while he lets his minions do all the work, I get why you do what you do. You at least have an excuse Bob, and that excuse is that you are a guy, she is a girl and thus, your IQ drops to zero.”
::The briefest look of pity shows in a face made by Travis, but it quickly fades.::
“Now while I admit that is insulting, lets be honest, it happens to pretty much every guy. You saw her and, like a cartoon characters, your eyes popped out of your head, jaw dropped wide open, tongue rolled out and you started beating yourself over the head with your own shoe. God knows what you saw in her, but you saw it and you had to have it. But many of us can all understand that, because many of us are guys and we do stupid things to impress women.”
“But since that moment, since meeting her, you decided to try and get her to go out with you, so you do whatever she says, whatever you believe will get her to like you.”
“Last year, when Lacey ripped off a lot of my lines to get noticed, which usually seems to happen when I have a message, someone else copies me, yet they seem to get listened to more, but that is neither here nor there. Anyway, last year, while Lacey and Amy Zing were having their issues, you attacked Amy to show your devotion to Lacey. It was, in your mind, a romantic gesture.”
“And it kind of worked. It got you a tag team match with her, which seems to be the closest you have come to touching her or any woman who didn’t immediately file a restraining order against you after. And she kept teaming with you, so that was good.”
“And of course, there you were whenever she needed a photo taken of her with the UWA Television Championship title belt. Whatever she needed, whatever she asked, you were there. Sure, you were some dweeb clinging to her, but she noticed you.”
“Then tragedy struck, and she lost her title back to Amy Zing. Lacey Roberts, the longest reigning UWA Television Champion in history, granted, not a long history, but the longest reigning UWA Television Champion lost to Amy Zing, who became the first and only person in the UWA to ever become a two-time champion and the first two-time Television Champion. Your Psyche, your Helen of Troy, your Aphrodite, had been beaten and had lost the most important thing in her life, the UWA Television Champion to someone she claimed was not good enough to beat her, that didn’t deserve to be in the ring at all, let alone in a title match. And not only that but Lacey was injured in the match, as if Amy Zing was just driving the point home that she had beaten Lacey Roberts.”
“So what did you do? You attacked Amy Zing and stole the Television Championship. And now, when Lacey Roberts returns, you will get down on your knees and you will present her with the title in what is the greatest romantic gesture you could come up with.”
“Sure, you technically are NOT the actual UWA Television Champion. Yes, there’s no logical reason to assume that if Amy Zing is actually gone forever the UWA is just going to make you Television Champion. It may not work, and there is no reason to believe it will work, but it is the thought that counts, and again, you are a guy trying to impress a girl and that automatically makes you do stupid things with no real forethought or planning.”
“The only hitch in the entire plan is if Amy Zing returns and takes her title back form you, then you would actually have to wrestle her, and risk losing the match, and you wouldn’t have a title to forfeit to Lacey Roberts, which would be unfortunate as I doubt she’s a flowers and chocolates kind of girl.”
“But that is neither here nor there at the moment Bob, because you and I have an appointment at Monday Night Mayhem, and unlike Lacey, I really don’t care if you present me with a title.”
“No Bob, it has been awhile since I wrestled on Monday Night Mayhem. Actually, I don’t think I have competed at Monday Night Mayhem since I returned and started going after the Children of Nephilim. Danika Bayne and I have a date at Raising Hell, you know, because her all-powerful, terrible, evil dark lord is busy with other…evil…things, I guess. Either way, he’s just too busy to bother with the guy trying to destroy his pathetic, worthless attempt at a legion of darkness. I have no desire to make my return to Monday Night Mayhem a loss.”
::Like a light switch being flicked, that cold, cruel, sadistic looks returns to the facial features of “the Once and Future King” as he stares out over the water near the levees. There is a coldness, a cruel tone in his voice as he speaks.::
“Now, Bob, you may believe that you are actually the UWA Television Champion, and it is nice to play pretend, but only when you are a kid. You are an adult now, a creepy little perverted adult, but an adult nevertheless. The time to play pretend is over. It’s time to grow up. You will not weather this storm Bob. You may survive it, but the next one will finish it, like Nemo coming right after Sandy made her way up the east coast.”
::Travis opens his left hand, spreading and stretching his fingers out. He pulls them back in to a claw like shape, and then stretches them out again. He slowly moves them like snakes writhing before he stops and stretches them again.::
“You are not a champion, Bob. You will never be a champion. No champion would ever just hand a title over to someone. No champion would ever willingly forfeit a title unless injury prevented them from defending it, and here you are, planning to hand a title you have not yet even won to someone who probably thinks more of whatever she threw up the morning after a drunken bender than she does about you. And deep down, in a part of you that you will not admit to yourself or anyone, you know that I am right. But, you will never admit it.”
::Travis closes his left hand into a fist.::
“The storm is coming Bob. The levees will break. There will be death, devastation and suffering. You will feel the first of it at Monday Night Mayhem, then the storm will move on to destroy everything the Children of Nephilim have built.”
::The scene starts to fade out on Travis staring gets at the levees that failed to keep the waters back a decade ago with that cold, cruel predatory look he has.::
“Challenge and learn.”
::The scene fades out.::
::Today, the water is calm. There is a slight breeze, but it is still humid out this close to the Gulf of Mexico. After a decade, the land and people have managed to wipe away the aftermath of Katrina.::
“It is ironic to me, Bob Brooks, that you are the first person to successfully defeat Danika Bayne, because you share a rather interesting trait with her. Actually, truth be told, it seems to be a defining characteristic of you both.”
“The both of you appear to be completely devoted to someone who honestly does not seem to give a damn about you at all, because they know you would do anything they ask, without question, because you are so completely misguidedly devoted to them.”
“This city believed in that these levees would protect them. They had faith in the government. They thought that they could weather the storm. They were wrong. Katrina hit New Orleans as a category 4 hurricane, one of the most powerful storms to ever hit the United States. The death toll was 1,836. The damage was estimated to be 108 billion dollars. Katrina stands as the costliest hurricane to ever hit the United States. It hit like something out of the bible, and earned its spot on the list of retired hurricane names.”
::“The Canadian Legend” looks out over the horizon that just a decade ago, surged over the levees and into the city with the wrath of God.::
“Danika is misguidedly devoted to her master, this so-called greater power that is supposedly an unstoppable force of Hell, the nightmare of nightmares, the deepest darkness, the dark sun, the end of days, the Fifth Horseman, or whatever else she’s tried to convince the world some clown trying to be creepy and evil while hiding behind a toy is.”
“Weeks ago, I challenged this all powerful dark lord to a match at Raising Hell. I told him to stop hiding behind the bear and face me. I have mocked him. I have insulted him. I brought a teddy bear to ringside to do commentary. I have humiliated his minions since the day I got back, and still, this supposed demon king of theirs has stayed his hand. I stood there and called him a pathetic, sniveling coward who hides behind a child’s toy.”
“You would think that doing those all things would have gotten some sort of a response. I mean, lets be honest here, if he is so great, so terrible, and so evil that his arrival would be as if Ragnarok had sex with the Apocalypse and child was raised by the Armageddon, and he makes both the Devil himself and God tremble, then crushing me should be easy. And yet, he remains hidden behind a teddy bear, safe while she and the minions stand in the path of the oncoming storm.”
::For a moment, “the Once and Future King” allows himself an amused smirk. It quickly fades.
“And do you know what their response was? It was to do what they always do and play mind games. Every single time the Children of Nephilim tries to do something, they rely on playing mind games and abducting people. And do you know what happens every time they do it? They go down hard. It happened last year when they abducted Broderick Montgomery III and then when they abducted Georgio Oliver. Every time they did it, someone would come back and lay them out. And I seem to be the only person in the UWA who no longer believes the hype or has the slightest bit of fear for them, but they still try to be creepy and evil, and make me afraid of them, because they tell me to be. And I love that I even threatened them that if they ever went near my family, I would slaughter them, and I meant that literally.”
“So what was their brilliant, evil genius leader’s brilliant even scheme to thwart my actions against his minions and silence my blasphemy?”
::There is a merciless, angry look in the eyes of Kyle Travis. That anger is audible in his voice. It is a cold anger. If looks could kill, this would be lethal.::
“He had his minions go on my property to show he could abduct my family, because it is the only play he has. I mean it is literally all he can tell his minions to do because he has no original ideas, which is strangely why I think McBride is actually the leader and the whole getting assaulted thing was a ploy. Either way, their brilliant leader has just forced my hand to slaughter EVERY SINGLE ONE OF HIS CHILDREN until he shows himself. They will know the true meaning of wrath.”
“And there is Danika, ever faithful, making excuses because she’s just so into this guy and his lies, the dogma that the Children of Nephilim has been going on and on and on about for over a year. There is Danika, his “trusted lieutenant”, his high priestess, his harbinger, not realizing that she will walk into Raising Hell in her master’s place and I am going to show her the true meaning of the word monster, because I do not care about beating them, just breaking them. The faith that guides her, defines her, is what will ultimately destroy her because she cannot and will not weather the strom.”
::“The Canadian Legend” closes his eyes. When he opens them, the anger is gone both from his eyes and his voice.::
“And here you are Bob Brooks, completely and totally devoted to a woman who has no interest in you, and is just using you.”
“I hate to tell you this Bob, but Lacey Roberts doesn’t love you. I am pretty sure she does not even like you. She just knows she can use you because you are willing to do anything she asks. It may sound cliché, but you are the dweeb the popular girl lets hang around her because she knows you will carry her books or do her homework or get her test answers or whatever she asks.”
“And unlike Danika and the Children of Nephilim, who are devoted to an impotent, pathetic, worthless coward hiding behind a teddy bear while he lets his minions do all the work, I get why you do what you do. You at least have an excuse Bob, and that excuse is that you are a guy, she is a girl and thus, your IQ drops to zero.”
::The briefest look of pity shows in a face made by Travis, but it quickly fades.::
“Now while I admit that is insulting, lets be honest, it happens to pretty much every guy. You saw her and, like a cartoon characters, your eyes popped out of your head, jaw dropped wide open, tongue rolled out and you started beating yourself over the head with your own shoe. God knows what you saw in her, but you saw it and you had to have it. But many of us can all understand that, because many of us are guys and we do stupid things to impress women.”
“But since that moment, since meeting her, you decided to try and get her to go out with you, so you do whatever she says, whatever you believe will get her to like you.”
“Last year, when Lacey ripped off a lot of my lines to get noticed, which usually seems to happen when I have a message, someone else copies me, yet they seem to get listened to more, but that is neither here nor there. Anyway, last year, while Lacey and Amy Zing were having their issues, you attacked Amy to show your devotion to Lacey. It was, in your mind, a romantic gesture.”
“And it kind of worked. It got you a tag team match with her, which seems to be the closest you have come to touching her or any woman who didn’t immediately file a restraining order against you after. And she kept teaming with you, so that was good.”
“And of course, there you were whenever she needed a photo taken of her with the UWA Television Championship title belt. Whatever she needed, whatever she asked, you were there. Sure, you were some dweeb clinging to her, but she noticed you.”
“Then tragedy struck, and she lost her title back to Amy Zing. Lacey Roberts, the longest reigning UWA Television Champion in history, granted, not a long history, but the longest reigning UWA Television Champion lost to Amy Zing, who became the first and only person in the UWA to ever become a two-time champion and the first two-time Television Champion. Your Psyche, your Helen of Troy, your Aphrodite, had been beaten and had lost the most important thing in her life, the UWA Television Champion to someone she claimed was not good enough to beat her, that didn’t deserve to be in the ring at all, let alone in a title match. And not only that but Lacey was injured in the match, as if Amy Zing was just driving the point home that she had beaten Lacey Roberts.”
“So what did you do? You attacked Amy Zing and stole the Television Championship. And now, when Lacey Roberts returns, you will get down on your knees and you will present her with the title in what is the greatest romantic gesture you could come up with.”
“Sure, you technically are NOT the actual UWA Television Champion. Yes, there’s no logical reason to assume that if Amy Zing is actually gone forever the UWA is just going to make you Television Champion. It may not work, and there is no reason to believe it will work, but it is the thought that counts, and again, you are a guy trying to impress a girl and that automatically makes you do stupid things with no real forethought or planning.”
“The only hitch in the entire plan is if Amy Zing returns and takes her title back form you, then you would actually have to wrestle her, and risk losing the match, and you wouldn’t have a title to forfeit to Lacey Roberts, which would be unfortunate as I doubt she’s a flowers and chocolates kind of girl.”
“But that is neither here nor there at the moment Bob, because you and I have an appointment at Monday Night Mayhem, and unlike Lacey, I really don’t care if you present me with a title.”
“No Bob, it has been awhile since I wrestled on Monday Night Mayhem. Actually, I don’t think I have competed at Monday Night Mayhem since I returned and started going after the Children of Nephilim. Danika Bayne and I have a date at Raising Hell, you know, because her all-powerful, terrible, evil dark lord is busy with other…evil…things, I guess. Either way, he’s just too busy to bother with the guy trying to destroy his pathetic, worthless attempt at a legion of darkness. I have no desire to make my return to Monday Night Mayhem a loss.”
::Like a light switch being flicked, that cold, cruel, sadistic looks returns to the facial features of “the Once and Future King” as he stares out over the water near the levees. There is a coldness, a cruel tone in his voice as he speaks.::
“Now, Bob, you may believe that you are actually the UWA Television Champion, and it is nice to play pretend, but only when you are a kid. You are an adult now, a creepy little perverted adult, but an adult nevertheless. The time to play pretend is over. It’s time to grow up. You will not weather this storm Bob. You may survive it, but the next one will finish it, like Nemo coming right after Sandy made her way up the east coast.”
::Travis opens his left hand, spreading and stretching his fingers out. He pulls them back in to a claw like shape, and then stretches them out again. He slowly moves them like snakes writhing before he stops and stretches them again.::
“You are not a champion, Bob. You will never be a champion. No champion would ever just hand a title over to someone. No champion would ever willingly forfeit a title unless injury prevented them from defending it, and here you are, planning to hand a title you have not yet even won to someone who probably thinks more of whatever she threw up the morning after a drunken bender than she does about you. And deep down, in a part of you that you will not admit to yourself or anyone, you know that I am right. But, you will never admit it.”
::Travis closes his left hand into a fist.::
“The storm is coming Bob. The levees will break. There will be death, devastation and suffering. You will feel the first of it at Monday Night Mayhem, then the storm will move on to destroy everything the Children of Nephilim have built.”
::The scene starts to fade out on Travis staring gets at the levees that failed to keep the waters back a decade ago with that cold, cruel predatory look he has.::
“Challenge and learn.”
::The scene fades out.::