Post by Sebastien Martyr on Mar 4, 2007 0:13:26 GMT -5
(The scene is a junkyard, and this time things are different. The sun is shining and the darkness has ceased. Sebastien Martyr stands on top of an old broke down eighteen wheeler.)
Martyr: Dez Carter... nothing! That is the entire summary of the grand build up to my debut. You are silent, you have nothing to comment on? You are about to be picked apart and humiliated on television and nothing. I am good with it. I create enough buzz for the both of us. Everyone is waiting to see the Revolution get televised. This isn’t as bad as Rex “God” Caliber believes it to be. I’ve heard some rumblings about you considering suicide the very moment you heard you would be facing the Martyr. The very thought of me in the promotion gives the fiercest of competitors: urine stains on their boxers. The problem with you being so silent is that I’m fearing that you don’t show up.
(Sebastien then gets on his knees, still on top of the truck.)
Martyr: I’m begging you to show up Dez. I’ve seen your matches, and I too might consider ending my life if I was you... but not yet. You have an out. You could simply ASK ME TO DO IT! I will gladly end your miserable life. You are nothing, will always be nothing, and you deserve to be six feet under. The fact that someone as worthless as you is employed by this company, makes me want to vomit. You could just tell me... “Sebastien... you are truly the Revolution born, and you need to end my facade of being a productive person. I’m not a person, I’m God’s cruel joke. He made me to amuse himself. Do it Sebastien... PLEASE!”
(He stands up and does his X symbol.)
Martyr: Dez... you would then feel the SACRIFICE! Then for you, and your wish can be granted. I’ll hook you up with my personal friend Morpheus, and you can sleep FOREVER. Think about it Dez... but I don’t do things like that for nothing. I would ask a small favor... Are you still with that little woman? I’d hate to leave her with no one to take care of her. So maybe... she would like to see what the darkside is all about. She would look good in some all black leather outfits. You know you want her to be in “good” hands! You might be asking yourself about the location of this promo. The reason for the junkyard locale is simple... this is where things go to be forgotten. People visit cemeteries, but who comes to the junkyard. Machines, and probably dead people inside of trunks reside here. Dez... you are a man that no one would miss if you did die. So get you a nice plot picked out here.
(The scene then switches to the Shadows where Sebastien is usually lurking. It is dark now.)
Martyr: The game will come to an exciting start this week on NAPW Television. The body count will not be known just yet, but my chosen man will be one. Dez could be another, depends on how he respects me, and himself. Plus there is nothing like a innocent bystander... Oh how sweet that might be. The blood shed, the carnage, my heart is pounding with excitement. REVOLUTION IS NEVER ASKED FOR, BUT IT IS CERTAINLY NEEDED!
(The scene fades to static.)
Martyr: Dez Carter... nothing! That is the entire summary of the grand build up to my debut. You are silent, you have nothing to comment on? You are about to be picked apart and humiliated on television and nothing. I am good with it. I create enough buzz for the both of us. Everyone is waiting to see the Revolution get televised. This isn’t as bad as Rex “God” Caliber believes it to be. I’ve heard some rumblings about you considering suicide the very moment you heard you would be facing the Martyr. The very thought of me in the promotion gives the fiercest of competitors: urine stains on their boxers. The problem with you being so silent is that I’m fearing that you don’t show up.
(Sebastien then gets on his knees, still on top of the truck.)
Martyr: I’m begging you to show up Dez. I’ve seen your matches, and I too might consider ending my life if I was you... but not yet. You have an out. You could simply ASK ME TO DO IT! I will gladly end your miserable life. You are nothing, will always be nothing, and you deserve to be six feet under. The fact that someone as worthless as you is employed by this company, makes me want to vomit. You could just tell me... “Sebastien... you are truly the Revolution born, and you need to end my facade of being a productive person. I’m not a person, I’m God’s cruel joke. He made me to amuse himself. Do it Sebastien... PLEASE!”
(He stands up and does his X symbol.)
Martyr: Dez... you would then feel the SACRIFICE! Then for you, and your wish can be granted. I’ll hook you up with my personal friend Morpheus, and you can sleep FOREVER. Think about it Dez... but I don’t do things like that for nothing. I would ask a small favor... Are you still with that little woman? I’d hate to leave her with no one to take care of her. So maybe... she would like to see what the darkside is all about. She would look good in some all black leather outfits. You know you want her to be in “good” hands! You might be asking yourself about the location of this promo. The reason for the junkyard locale is simple... this is where things go to be forgotten. People visit cemeteries, but who comes to the junkyard. Machines, and probably dead people inside of trunks reside here. Dez... you are a man that no one would miss if you did die. So get you a nice plot picked out here.
(The scene then switches to the Shadows where Sebastien is usually lurking. It is dark now.)
Martyr: The game will come to an exciting start this week on NAPW Television. The body count will not be known just yet, but my chosen man will be one. Dez could be another, depends on how he respects me, and himself. Plus there is nothing like a innocent bystander... Oh how sweet that might be. The blood shed, the carnage, my heart is pounding with excitement. REVOLUTION IS NEVER ASKED FOR, BUT IT IS CERTAINLY NEEDED!
(The scene fades to static.)