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"Pax Psychosis."
Topic Started: Feb 4 2009, 08:34 PM (54 Views)
Poi
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There is only black. At first anyway. Then we slowly get to hear the sounds of the city filter in through the cracks in the silence. Sirens, screams, gunshots, the works. We're alose getting a better view of our surroundings. Seems we're in a building that is close to falling to dust. A gust of wind almost brings the place down and a voice kills the void.

Blake Orange: God.

Silence.

Blake Orange: The most awesome living entity in the cosmos... the highest being in the concept of the human imagination. The overseer of the cosimic egg. Could it be that god is simply a union between our hopes and fears? Or is there something else behind it? The all knowing... all powerful being. Fictional or not... doesn't the idea remind you of something... someone?

Okay...?

Blake Orange: Parasites.

The word hangs in the air for a few seconds.

Blake Orange: The absolute lowest creatures in existence. Mites that simply feed on another creature's strength... energy... power... fame? Money? Are these not similar to a creature's strength?

Another long pause to let the words sink in.

Blake Orange: God and the worm.

A small light brightens up our room and we see Blake Orange, sitting dead centre on a small blue folding chair. Far from dressed in his usual billionaire style, Blake is wearing simply a vest and jeans, although they're probably very expensive, and five-o'clock shadow hangs on his face, which is actually one of the first signals of the coming apocalypse in the old testament.

Blake Orange: Two concepts, that despite being poles appart, we have been witness to since September last year. Since winning the Tag Team Championships, Harrison O'Reily and I have been plauged by a recouring illness. Los Dos Imbeciles. Week after week after week Harrison and I were subjected to match after match after match with the two parasites and for what? For us to destory them every time we met in the ring? For them to repeat themselves every week, mocking what The House of Orange had to say against them? Replaying our promos over and over and laughing to dispell their true fear? For Harrison to drive his elbow into the face of Phoenix? For me to crush Max Rowley's skull with my own finishing move? It all got a little too repetative.

The light in the dark room flickers for a moment and so do Blake's eyes. The once jeweled brown being replaced by a dark red.

Blake Orange: Little did we realise that the two men thrived on these attacks. Every time The House of Orange would check Los Dos Fools into the local hospital, they came back... not nescicarily stronger... but they came back none-the-less. We were giving them what they wanted. Exposure. The chance for them to make their names at our expense. Riding on the coat tails of our success to get where you are now... Just like a parasite in nature.

Blake sneers at such underhand tactics, which he is quite clearly above... ¬_¬

Blake Orange: But it won't matter. The same night you took the belts from us, I called up Smarty Smark and he called up that snake Keenan, invoked our rematch clause and here we are. Only this time we're coming at this from a different angle. This time it is Blake Orange and Harrison O'Reily who are trying to establish themselves. It is us who are chasing the gold. We are the hunters and you are the targetted.

Blake lets out what could be called an "evil laugh" but it's too genuine for something so comic book.

Blake Orange: I had forgotten what it feels like to be this hungry for gold and now it motivates me. It motivates me to do terrible things to Max Rowley and Phoenix. Feelings I had thought long dead inside me are beginning to stir. With the world in such economic crisis and I, Blake Orange sitting easy in my castle built from electronic dollars, it's become all too easy for me to get out of practice. But something is awakening from inside me. A feeling I haven't felt since before I was incarcerated. When the world was a far deadlier place.

Pause.

Blake Orange: Greed. Hate. Power. All rolled into one magical bundle.

A rare smile.

Blake Orange: I feel an undying thirst for everything. A hunger for gold that won't quit. The chance to bring myself to power, no matter what the cost. When I was younger and my father hired a therapist to spy on me, he gave my condition a name.

All the world is waiting for this. We're finally about to find out why Blake does what he does.

Blake Orange: "Pax Psychosis".

His eyes... he is not making this up.

Blake Orange: A combination of my desire to rule over all with my world view. For too long the world has had it easy with me away. I've only just been getting warmed up and two-thousand and nine will see a world like never before. Endless chaos - presided over by The House and I, to Full Intensity Wrestling. Starting with The Two Masked Friends. You're both about to realise the mistakes you've made in awakening me from my peaceful delerium.

Blake Orange: Because I begin now. The future is no longer bright and the future is Orange no more. Now there will be only darkness for all involved.

And with that, we have no star-wipe. We have no square-wipe. Just a slit across the screen and our view of this horror blacks out.
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