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Neo Alone Without Cameras; A Neo Carner Promotion
Topic Started: Jul 24 2010, 02:41 AM (26 Views)
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OOC: You know the drill, off camera, Neo with his thoughts.

IC:

Neo: "Hmm."

He sits at the edge of his bed, his head is slung between his shoulders, his eyes weary. The chattering inside his mind never seemed to stop. Words, sentences, images and sounds keep attacking you from all sides from deep within your mind. Sometimes, this chatter becomes unbearable and he would become desperate to escape. What is it that dominates a man so totally; even tortures you sometimes; seems to run your life? The mind. The mind can be a man's greatest ally, or in times it could be his worse enemy. Neo looks at his hand, opening it and investigates every curve, knuckle, scar in flesh and finger nail.

Neo: "They look like big, good, strong hands. Don't they?"

Neo murmurs to himself, referencing eighties movies seems to be something he enjoyed doing in his spare time. At times he was known to be a loose cannon, letting his emotions elevate and take full control of his thought processes. He would explode in flurry of emotional epithets at the mere drop of a hat, and it had put Neo in some tough positions. But at times, his mind would also betray him. It is odd how a man's own abilities can betray him. Much like Terry Cane who takes the knowledge that Rick bestows upon, taking that wisdom and telling his elder to shove it. Neo frowns, thinking about how Terry Cane had turned over a new leaf...hopefully it had nothing to do with what Neo had tried to instill in the young mind of Terry. Neo rubs his finger tips together, thinking about what he had said to Terry...No, Neo couldn't have been the one to push him...it must have been..

Neo: "Rufus..."

Neo shakes his head, his thoughts were just spilling out now in vocal form. He turns his head to the clock on the night stand. It reads 6:18pm...The whole day seems to be just pass him by. The big match was on Sunday...the greatest opportunity he has ever had the honor to recieve. But he had to find some cohesion, he had to make sure everything was in total sync. His heart and his mind were going to have to agree with another....Krychek had his emotions in check...but Neo, Neo had a fire inside of him that Krychek didn't. Neo had to utilize it, he was given the opportunity...now the time had come for him to seize it. He just had to keep his personal hatred in check for Krychek, he couldn't let it get the best of him.

Neo: "Eh..."

This rage building inside of him could blind him, it could bite him in the ass if he didn't think clearly. He had to keep it together, he couldn't let this slip through his fingers. Not like the Fighting Spirit Championship, not like when he tried his best to defend the tag team titles. This was his chance to prove himself, to be the man he thought he was. To show everyone else that he was indeed the man he thought he was. All that he desired was to be result of what he thought he was. If a man speaks or acts with an evil thought, pain follows him. If a man speaks or acts with a pure thought, happiness follows him, like a shadow that never leaves him. Getting this title would be his chance at happiness. Nothing can stop this man with the right mental attitude from achieving his goal; nothing on earth can help the man with the wrong mental attitude...Neo had to keep it together, he couldn't crack underneath this pressure.

Neo: "I can do this...No...I will do this."

Neo clears his throat, sighing as he pushes off of the bed. He walks to the door, opening it and looking at the time of day. It was dark for six eighteen...he looks back to the clock on the night stand it read 7:10 pm. Funny how time flies, slips through your finger tips when you wait. Neo knew that the days were beginning to blend together...the anticipation was growing, he could feel his excitement grow.

Neo: "Hm...dinner sounds good."

Neo opens the door, digging into his pocket and procured his rental car keys. Neo bites his bottom lip, looking back at the clock as it now reads 7:19pm. Neo chuckles, time was passing him by every second. Neo ducks out the door and it automatically locks behind him. Neo saunters down the hallway, his eyes scanning over every number on the door as they went down in descending order. Neo stops at the elevator, clicking the down button. His eyes dart up and down the hall, looking over the hallway. The elevator dings upon arrival, Neo turns and enters the elevator, their stood a elegant fine young woman in her mid-twenties. Neo's eye brows do a wiggle of interest as he slowly boasts a swagger filled saunter into the elevator.

Young Woman: "Hello, going down?"

Neo gives a sly grin.

Neo: "Only if you are."

She smiles, and clicks a button on the wall. Neo leans against the wall, things were already starting to look up for Neo...he had to just keep this luck going into his match. Neo leans against the wall, and gives a sigh of relief.
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