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Mirror Talk
Topic Started: Apr 6 2005, 04:03 PM (39 Views)
Sean Madrox
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The picture opens to a much dark area inside of the Millennium Dome; the area looks like to be the underground parking lot. The parking lot is a murky place with water being heard dripping in some conspicuous corner and foot steps rattle the concrete surface as it inches closer and closer towards the entrance to the arena.

A cigarette bud is thrown on the floor in front of the entry way and the camera zooms in and the filter still burns before an adidas sneaker drops down and crushes the filter from its burning state. The door is opened and the squeaking from the hinges can be heard and then the slamming of the door follows as the man walks into the building exiting picture of the parking lot.

The picture then opens to the locker room of a mellowed Sean Madrox, but apparently Madrox has reached that point yet. Keys can be heard rattling at the door before it being inserted and the door opened swinging wide open into the very dimly light room. Sean walks into the room and flicks a couple switches illuminating the room.

Sean throws his brown leather jacket on the couch before yawning and stretching a bit before sitting down on the couch pulling a pack of Marlboro Menthol Lights from his pocket and throwing it on the coffee table followed by his keys, as if he just gotten home from a long work day. Sean fans himself a little from being uncomfortably hot inside his room and removes his shirt revealing his more than ripped upper body.

Sean: Wow…sure is kind of hot in here.

Sean gets up off of the couch and he walks over to the small fridge in the corner of his room, which he always has filled with beer and vitamin water. He pulls out a bottle of vitamin water and chugs have the bottle down a little relieved from rising temperature in his room.

Sean: You think with the money this damn Dome draws it would fix its central air system.

Sean looks over and his guitar lies on the table, he is eagered to pick the thing up play some tunes to get his mind cleared, but he doesn’t he instead walks over to the long mirror on the wall looking into it as if trying to find motivation.

Sean: I have to live now…

Sean places his hands on either side of the mirror.

Sean: I can physically beat Ragin’ I know I can.

Sean shakes his head looking away from the mirror and walks back to the couch and he slumps into it looking into the blank television screen.

Sean: I have to overcome this….maybe the tellie will help me.

Sean flicks on the television looking at it and of course Ragin’ appears on it, something he wants to get his mind off, Sean tries to change it, but he is intrigued into watching what Ragin’ has to say about him and their match.

Sean: Ragin’ is always saying something that contradicts himself…

Sean turns off the television.

Sean: Ragin’ thinks just because he can change his look, bring back that slut Natalya and everyone is going to think that he has changed for the better, but that isn’t the case you see. Ragin’ has to bring back his momentum he had back months ago so that he can deceive people that he is a more developed person, but the truth is that Ragin’ has to make these changes so that he doesn’t become repetitive.

Sean gets up walking back to the mirror and looks at his reflection again.

Sean: I can mentally beat Ragin’.

Sean smiles and looks away, a little more satisfied.

Sean: Ragin’ you say you have nothing to lose, but yet you do have everything to lose; most of all you have your icon status to lose. If I come away with a victory over you then you will be the one people look down because unlike me I can get up after a loss to you. You won’t be able to do that because you’re so call the Master of Rage, but when I do beat you, people will realize that you are nothing more than talk a silhouette behind me.

Sean walks back to the couch grabbing his shirt and putting it on.

Sean: You can run your mouth, beat up helpless couples, but in the end I’m the man that will Master the Rage, showing you that petty words and worthless brawls are nothing, but a mere hurdle to prove you and every doubter that Madrox is here to stay and dominate.

Sean walks out of the locker room turning the light off.

Sean: Soon I will see you NOW.

The picture fades to black.
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