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Dance, Magic Dance; Neo Carner Promotion
Topic Started: Jun 29 2010, 11:08 PM (52 Views)
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Neo Carner and Toby are standing side by side in front of a FIW Banner. It seems it took an entire day to get our hero out of the cement grave. Ne's hair is frizzy, pieces of dried cement still clinging to his hair shafts. Neo's eyes are weary, his mouth hung low as Toby is straightening out of his Darth Vader shirt. Neo is wearing a plain white t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans looking much more mundane then usual. Toby looks at the former Tag Team Champion, picking up his microphone from his side and gestures it to Neo with a smirk. Toby looks to hope that an interview may cheer Neo up. Neo simply turns his eyes to the microphone and then back to Toby with the same blank eyes.

Neo "You remind me of the babe."

Toby wrinkles his noses and squints his eyes. Neo's head turns back to center, staring straight ahead past the camera.

Toby: "Babe? What babe?"

Neo stares blankly into space, and then turns to Toby touching his hand to his face and this makes Mr. Bostock retract an inch.

Neo "The babe with the power."

Toby's lips lower as he is dreadfully confused. Arching a brow, Toby hesitantly replies.

Toby: "...What power, Neo?"

Neo smirks peeling backwards away from Toby.

Neo "The power of Voodoo."

Toby's eyes dart back and forth to see if Neo is trying to reference anything in the room. Realizing there was nothing, Toby looks back to Neo.

Toby: "Voodoo?"

Neo points at Toby.

Neo "You do!"

Toby's mouth opens, with a single brow raise and a tone of confusion follows.

Toby: "Do...what?"

Neo "Remind me of the babe!"

Toby lowers his head, rubbing his forehead with his fingers, obviously not catching the reference. Points to who do.

Toby: "Neo, you sure you don't want to see McCoy? I think you may have been hit in the head one too many times..."

Neo chuckles, patting Toby on the shoulder.

Neo "Oh I'm quite fine Toby. I'm better than fine! I'm on top of the world! Do you know who I'm facing this week? Please, tell me you do."

Toby eyes shift from side to side and then weakly he responds.

Toby: "Snake...and Christian Cruz?"

Neo squeals with glee.

Neo "Oh! You do know! Brilliant as always Toby! Yes, yes! How poetic, isn't it? A tag team match against my former partner....and one of the dead men that decided to join the ranks of The Brotherhood! Nobody knows what Christian Cruz is capable of yet...He's an artist...isn't he?"

Toby nods.

Toby: "Yeah. He's fancy with his articulated words."

Neo claps his hands.

Neo "Good! Then he'll enjoy the work of art I do in the ring this week when I paint the canvas with Snake! There's going to be a blend of cool and warm colors and I'm looking to paint me some happy trees. Christian Cruz will appreciate that, won't he? An artist eh? Well, I look forward to making his face a piece of Modern Abstract Art. He'll resemble a 'Picasso' piece after I'm done with him! Because you see...Christian Cruz, our fresh upstart rookie seems to think it's okay to make himself a name at my expense."

Neo puts hand to his mouth, forming an 'o' and gives a catty laugh.

Neo "Oh ho ho ho! I commend you sir! You've done an excellent job of grabbing MY attention! But instead of getting that art degree, you're going to have to endure arts and crafts with my fist. Because I'm looking forward to filling a paint can with your blood. But you were only following orders, I can't help it if you're lacking a spine, or a single original thought in your head. Great artist? Hmph. Couldn't even come up with your own brand of punishment? Couldn't find some kind of abstract torture for me to endure before Krychek implemented his burial plan? I guess nobody can blame you....Krychek being the better artist and all. I guess you admire his mind perhaps? I wouldn't know...Not that I really care either. All I know is I'm going to crush your skull, and then put the fragments together like a puzzle and break them again. That sounds fun, huh Toby?"

Toby's eyes are wide. Neo's going into some rather gruesome details that our Star Wars fan is not used to hearing.

Toby: "Neo...We should go see Dr. McCoy...Come on...Let's go?"

Neo pivots to meet Toby face to face, gripping both of his shoulders and pulling him nose to nose.

Neo "But wait Toby! I haven't spoke n Snake! He's waiting for me to respond! I know he is! He wants to know how hurt my feelings are! He wants to know how I feel about his betrayal! Snake wants to know how I think he lived up to his name! Snake is finally acting like his namesake! I hear he swallowed Krychek whole and that's how he got into The Brotherhood! It makes sense doesn't it!? Think about it! Snake was an awful embarrassment and then I helped him finally beat somebody with some credibility! He pinned Clay Krueger in the center of that ring! Who else has Snake pinned this year? I recall...."

Neo lifts his hand, counting all five digits and then closes his fist.

Neo "Yeah! I can't think of anyone Snake's beaten this year! So...What would drive a man who was finally capable of riding the coat tails of my success decide to jump ship? Well...If you look at The Brotherhood as of late...They're glorified losers. Krychek couldn't hold up to his word and prove the Cruiserweight Championship was meaningful to him. He and Chris Cage couldn't beat Hollywood Chainsaw Massacre, yet Snake and I could. Chris Cage has done nothing but proven he can't go the distance, and his only claim to fame is beating me and getting his ass turned inside out by Jenny Chennault. Rufus Harlowe? Psh, what has he done since his inception into the FIW? He debuted using me as his stepping stone and he didn't step hard enough. Shall I delve deeper into the other failures? Ivan? Dexter? James? Who are they? They're jobbers under the umbrella of Brotherhood. You see...Snake's afraid of success. He didn't want to be successful. Snake wants to be a failure. It's his comfort zone."

Neo eyes dart across the room and then to the other side.

Neo "I mean, what logical reasoning can Snake give us that he jumped ship? He was tired of playing my second banana? That the team really was 's'-NEO? If it's anybodies fault that he played the role of inferior partner it's his own. He didn't rehab his injuries properly and got himself injured against Havok. He knew he wasn't one hundred percent and put himself in the ring with a dangerous man DESPITE medical advice. You see...Krychek likes idiots. He surrounds himself with idiots just to stroke his ego. He's the smartest one out of the bunch, and he keeps them all under his thumb. They're all drones. Mindless bee's working for their queen. He says jump and they all leap up one by one trying to make their master happy. I have no respect for their organization and I won't rest until The Brotherhood is DEAD."

Toby stands back, his mouth agape.

Toby: "You're okay! Your not crazy! Your starting to sound like the normal Neo! Why the hell were you sprouting nonsense? Were you faking it? Were you making fun of Clay Krueger or something? You had me going there for a second."

Neo's mouth opens, and nothing comes out for several moments. He closes his mouth and blinks for several seconds and then arching his brow he spoke.

Neo "Whatever do you mean Toby? I'm not crazy...No no. I'll leave the faking of craziness to Clay and Anna. No no...I'm just being myself. The man I've tried very hard to tuck away. Krychek wants this man...and I plan on giving it to him. You see...There's a method to my madness. You see...I am a man pushed to the brink...because in this world the safest place to hide is in sanity. I'm saving my psychopathic rage for one man, i'm giving him what he wants...in due time. I'm just trying very hard to retain every thought I had in my head as I freezed the night Krychek cemented his hatred in my heart."

Toby ponders for a moment, a light bulb going off a second later.

Toby: "Oh! When he buried you in cement! I get it."

Neo frowns, narrowing his eyes at Toby.

Neo "I wasn't even being esoteric. Now, I must go. I have to wait for Snake to try and string together an excuse for his idiocy. I think I'll laugh ahead of time."

Neo arches his head back, opening his mouth.

Neo "HA."

Neo glares at Toby for some odd reason and then turns away to leave before Toby stops Neo, tapping him on the shoulder.

Toby: "What about Terry's response, earlier today about treating the Brotherhood like a snake?"

Neo arches a brow, his lips curl in a delightful grin.

Neo: "I like his thinking. It's about time Terry started talking about how he's going to do something, instead of doing his best. Terry's come a long way since he started. He's an engine of destruction, and with the right fuel he could be unstoppable. I just think Rick Nuller needs to take him under his wing a little more, and a little more conditioning. I like your idea Terry...Just remember, you leave me Snake and I'll be sure to leave enough of Christian Cruz for you to crush beneath that size sixteen of yours."

Toby nods, lifting his hand up to catch Neo's attention before he started off again.

Neo: "Yes?"

Toby: "What about Clay Krueger's comments about winning the title? His comments on you?"

Neo just chuckles in a high pitch.

Neo: "The day Keith Williams and Clay Krueger can pin me cleanly, is the day I'll let their meaningless words get to me. Speaking of which, Clay "Chunky" Krueger has NEVER beat me. So, why would I let something he said get the best of me? He's just grumpy because I grinded my junk on his wife's rear end. If that's all, I must be going. For some reason I feel like watching Labyrinth."

Toby lowers his hand, and watches Neo exit stage right.


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