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| Marc991 | Apr 5 2005, 02:19 AM Post #1 |
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The sun dips behind the clouds on what was a cloudless day in midland England. What suddenly has brought such darkness is a mystery, that is until the dark figure that belongs to Marc Malicious saunters onto the screen. Clad in his black jeans and a Genocide shirt, he looks up at the rays of light coming from behind the cloud and he smiles to himself. Perhaps its just the darkness that fascinates him, or maybe he has something extremely evil on his mind. Whatever the case, it cannot be a good thing for anyone involved. A heartless one is he, one who can never step away from something. Malicious has a goal, a dream if you will, but it is one not of gold, it is a dream of destruction, the destruction of the Ordinary, the destruction of Brute Force, the rise of Genocide. MM-A sun poised behind a cloud is much like a dream, a goal ever so slightly out of reach. It eats away at a man's soul until he is unable to sleep anymore because of that dream, unable to eat because every thought drives him more crazy to the point where eating is of no interest. Every man has that dream that they strive for in their lifetime. That dream has become reality for Onikage, admirable by all means, however, it is this dream that I share with him. I dream of being a champion as well and he stands in my way. He stands as a contender for my tag team championship belt. Marc takes a short recess from his rant to take a step nearer the camera. He looks like he hasn't been sleeping much and the usual paranoia has perhaps grown worse with his lack of rest. This tension eats away at a man, when he doesn't know what he is worth, when he struggles to figure it out, it becomes frantic. MM-Do you see the bags beneath my eyes? That dream has kept me awake every night since I can remember. I tremble throughout the day, no matter what due to the constant pressure. Onikage, this is the ultimate in pressure. To be this close to something great, yet almost certain that things will falter. You're feeling that right now aren't you? You know that Josie and I are too good to fall to you or Brute Force. Marc's sudden surge of confidence seems almost too sudden...as if he were trying to convince himself. Whatever has caused his change is either calculated or very powerful. MM-Week in and week out, I say the same things, and week after week, I am proven to be wrong. Is it that they are better wrestlers, perhaps, smarter men? That could be true as well, but the fact of the matter is, I am not in a spelling bee and this isn't the Olympics, this is the FIW and when I have someone as great a wrestler as Josie Pleasure as my partner, my error margin grows. I can rest a little easier with someone like that watching my back. I learned from my mistakes since we last fought in the ring, and that is why you fear our next encounter. Marc stares at the cloud almost religiously. The cloud is large and puffy, it covers the sun with ease, it's large body able to confine it for these long moments, only rays visible, not the burning star itself. MM-The problem is, you just don't see the truth. There must be a God up there because by the grace of He, you walked away still breathing the last time we met. By his love, you've gotten your chance at my titles, and by his mercy, you'll be able to walk away from the beating I give you on Sunday. Will we victorious, it is a possibility. Will you get hurt? Most definitely. The man who wants everything ends up with nothing, Onikage. You want it all, ever since you've come here. You wanted fame, glory, and titles, and you got all of them. However, you hunger for what is mine. Greed imprisons us all and you're envious of the golden shimmer on my shoulder. What I want from you Onikage is simple. All I want is you to disappear from the FIW. I want you to get out of my destructive path as I take my steps toward immortality. The sun comes out, finally from behind that lonely cloud, bathing the town again in the bright light. Marc squints and laughs a bit as he shields the light from his eyes. MM-A new dawn on the horizon, a whole new day almost. The Ordinary and Brute Force have become old news, the new edition, that is here, and that is Genocide. Malicious cracks a smile as the camera fades. |
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