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Shakespearean Tragedy; Nathaniel & Kim RP
Topic Started: Mar 15 2015, 11:49 PM (50 Views)
Digitalwheelin
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We join Toby Bostock as he stands by with Nathaniel Alexander and his manager Kim Coulter. Some time has passed since they were last seen on ReVolt, but Kim's mood doesn't look to have brightened any since then. She stands in front of Nathaniel, doing nothing to block his larger frame from the camera, but providing almost a barrier between him and Toby.

Toby: Nathaniel, Kim, this past week on ReVolt the match against Mungrel didn't quite go as planned--

Kim throws a hand up in Toby's face, effectively silencing him.

"Toby! Can we not? That's ancient history!"

Toby grimaces and swallows hard, but nods along.

Toby: Okay. So, you don't want to talk about what he had to say about your kissing?

Kim turns to face Toby dead on, bringing her hands to her hips as her eyes narrow in on him. Toby shrinks back from her gaze, even though she doesn't tower over him in the way that Nathaniel does.

"What do you think? Do I need to kiss you so that I can prove to you that I'm the best kisser in the world? Do I need to force my lips onto yours and slip my tongue into your mouth so that you can tell everybody that I know what I'm doing?"

Is it getting hot in here? Toby loosens the collar on his shirt and chuckles nervously (as well as anxiously).

"It's not going to happen, you little troll. I only kiss hot guys. You're not hot."

She does a little wave of her hand as if to brush the topic off and return to her standing position of facing the camera.

Toby: You haven't kissed Nathaniel...

He starts to make the point before realizing that he's in the company of Nathaniel and that comment seems to imply that Nathaniel is not hot. Kim shoots Toby a glare but it's Nathaniel's reaction that Toby is terrified of at this point.

Toby: Or maybe you have!

Toby does his best to try and back pedal out of this topic, fearful for his very life. Much like Kim, Nathaniel looks none-too-pleased at the moment, a scowl which seems permanently etched in his face. He slightly side-steps Kim and moves directly in front of Toby, towering over FIW's resident interviewer. It doesn't help that Toby is now cowering even lower now that he's standing in front of the monster that is the self-proclaimed Diamond Standard.

"First of all, Toby, that's none of your concern. This isn't the fuckin' Bachelor or one of those other lame ass 'reality' shows you watch in the closet!"

Toby looks as if he's about to make a rebuttal, extending an index finger as if about to point it toward Nathaniel to emphasize his point. But upon seeing the big man towering over him, Toby decides 'never mind' and cowers back down. I'm sure Nathaniel's icy glare had a lot to do with the decision too.

"As for you, Mungrel..."

Nathaniel turns his attention back on the camera.

"You know, it's pretty clear why you call yourself 'The Entertainer.' That was quite the story you set up there for our match at Fallout. But there are just a couple of things you seem to have forgotten in the whole thing."

I dunno, it seemed pretty damn entertaining to me. What was missing?

"You see, one of the most important things in any story, in order for the audience to really give a shit about the people involved, is the all-important build up!"

Nathaniel's eyes stay locked on the camera as he continues.

"The build-up story about a man down on his luck, a man who started off at an absolute peak…only to hit a downward spiral of addiction that sent him plummeting down and practically out of a job. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, that man makes a big comeback and is better than ever! Well, hell, that shit writes itself! That's the kinda shit people eat up like sugar, Mungrel!"

This whole "Nathaniel retelling Mungrel's FIW life story" seems a lot like that first episode of Angel where Doyle tells Angel his own life story. I'd be willing to bet Mungrel's reaction would be exactly the same too. Anyway, Nathaniel's anger seems to have subsided, at least for the time being; a smirk crawling its way across his face.

"But then, there comes the ending, Mungrel. That's the other part you forgot."

Remember that positive change in mood I told you about just now? Yeah, I'd like to retract that statement. The intensity in Nathaniel's eyes is all-too-visible at this point as he practically laser-eyes' a hole straight through the camera.

"You see, Mungrel, the ending to this story? Well, let's just say the ending to this story is one that would rival even the most well-known Shakespearean tragedy."

At this point, Nathaniel steps back slightly from the camera and peers over to his left, just out of frame on the floor. He bends down and picks something up off the floor. It's not until he raises it up over his shoulder that we see what it is. Hoisted over the big man's shoulders is a 24-pack case of some off-brand beer. He looks up at the case hoisted on his shoulders and then back to the camera.

"You know, they say no matter how hard you try, addiction is a bitch to get a hold of; they say it's a bitch to get rid of. And in the end of it all...it comes right back to bite you in the ass. I think it's time we put that theory to the test. Tell you what, Mungrel, I'll bring this to the ring with me. It seems in your mind we're about to go to war, no? Well, you're bound to get dehydrated if we go to war for a long time. So, I'll bring a little refresher for you. How's that sound?"

Toby: Uh... is that really... nevermind.

Toby starts to point out how dirty of a tactic that would be for Nathaniel. He probably has a long speech prepared about how terrible addiction can be and how it's not worth ruining Mungrel's life just to win a match. But then, is it really worth Toby ruining his face just to tell it? It is not.

"You see, Toby..."

Kim moves back to stand in front of Nathaniel. Her mood has changed considerably, now a bright smile on the vixen's face.

"This is all about Mungrel. That's right. He's the star of this show. He's the one all the people in the audience can relate to. He's the... every man. The commoner, if you will. Just a worthless face in the crowd that has nothing better to do with his life than suck on garbage."

She motions to that 24-pack with a look of disgust on her face.

"So, it's no surprise that when presented with something of value and substance, he just doesn't get it. It doesn't suit his tastes. And that's why diamonds only look good on a certain class of people."

There's a reference to Nathaniel in there somewhere... I think. He's the Diamond Standard and she does reach back to place a hand on his broad chest, almost possessively. Though, I can't help but wonder if she were talking more about her kiss and why Mungrel continues to rate it so lowly.

"That's exactly right, worthless is pretty fitting to describe the man."

Nathaniel sets the case of beer back down on the floor and focuses his attention back on the camera.

"But don't you worry, Mungrel. As I was saying, the ending of this grand story you've created is the real kicker here."

Nathaniel's eyes widen when he says "real" and a sick smile appears on his face at the same time.

"When all is said and done, you'll go down in history just like people like Jackson Pollock, Allen Ginsberg, and even Edgar Allan Poe. See, the thing they all have in common is they let their addictions get the best of them. They were beaten by that addiction. And at Fallout, your addiction, will prove to be too much to handle, and you'll be beaten then too."

The look on Nathaniel's face is quite scary at this point. The sick smirk that adorned his face earlier is still visible as his gaze stays locked on the camera.

"Fallout is quite a fitting name, Mungrel...because that's when the bottom falls out from under you. See, unfortunately for you, this epic story of yours...it'll have anything but a storybook ending."

The tone with which Nathaniel said that last statement had an eerie, intense calmness (oxymoron, I know, but still it did have that) to it and was anything but uncertain. Nathaniel reaches down and picks up the case of beer he brought with him and he and Kim step out of the frame leaving Toby standing there, now able to breathe a sigh of relief that Nathaniel has left.
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