Post by The Prick on Feb 12, 2021 7:03:04 GMT -5
OOC: Had no idea until now that Bishop wasn't in the match. I'll take that one on the chin.
Darkness consumed the room - the only presence of light was a flickering bulb with a pronounced hum to it. It swung freely like a pendulum in an old grandfather clock, illuminating a small wooden table. The Prick pressed his fingers against each other, sat on an empty crate. He gazed ahead with that same blank expression etched across his face, he seemed incurable, almost diseased as if he were terminally ill. The absence of Maze was undoubtedly notable but he wasn’t deathly sick.
His intentions were.
The Prick brushed his raggedy hair back, which draped like a tattered flag over his shoulder.
“I’m not immune to pain, I just don’t see the point of showing it to others. I see it as a sign of weakness; much like showing your hand in a poker game but this business doesn’t come down to the luck of the draw. Instead, it’s merciless in its own way, if you don’t wear your scars like souvenirs, if you can’t learn to withstand the punishment, if you can’t learn to jump through the physical and mental hoops in order to keep your head above water then you won’t last long. Everybody knows it’s a dog eat dog world but I don’t eat other dogs for fame or fortune. I eat ‘em cause they’re pissing in my yard. Why do you think I was the last man standing in the ring on Ascendancy until Brookes decided to show up. I don’t know where you came from and quite frankly I don’t give a fuck, just know that I eat bubbly bitches like you for breakfast.”
The Prick pulls out a polaroid picture of Rebecca Brookes and stamps it on the table.
“Such a princess, a pretty little princess who stood up to the big bad bully on Ascendency with a fire lit in her eyes. Did you like what you see Rebecca? You toothpick with a tiara, I’ll pluck the blood chunks out of my teeth with your head. An opportunity at gold glimmers on the horizon and I’m not going to waste any time being spellbound by your will to do good. You don’t intimidate me, there’s a reason you confronted me at the top of the entrance way with your tits puffed out; you know I’m a threat because you’ve seen what I’ve done. There’s only one way to deal with a threat - you eliminate it but how can you eliminate it when I unmercifully slap the glitter off of your eyes and drop you on your head? Maze wouldn’t dare strike a woman. He’s too much of a gentleman, as for me? I’ll drop you on your head so hard you’ll plunge through the ring and end up back on the street corner you came from.”
He flips another picture of Gerhard Bishop and slams it on the table.
“Gerhard Bishop keeps coming back like a case of the crabs but his relevance in this match is so minute. He’s an extra throw-in and despite so, Karl Hagen will still pump his tires as something more formidable than what he really is. You’re a lumbering lummox who should be destroying the field with your size and strength but instead, you flame out every time you waltz into the ring, be it as Karl Hagen’s puppet or the ass end of the Brute Squad. At least FDJ has gold to his name, while you have absolutely nothing but failure like a devil on your shoulder, reminding you every day that you’re a fuck up. What makes this time any different?”
One last picture of Mystique is flung onto the table.
“You should have heeded my warning when I told you to stay away but you had to stick your nose where it doesn’t belong; as a result, you were left motionless in a pile of bodies. In a way, I understand, your ambition is resolute and I know that you wanted to show the world who exactly Mystique is; a distraction. Dressing in black and wearing a knock-off Slipknot mask might frighten others like Rebecca Brookes but not me, the mask I wore was in fact a perpetrator and I dealt with him accordingly. You’re just another troubled little girl who dyes her hair and speaks in tongues for show, but when you look into my eyes and see what wickedness really is, you’ll be nothing but.”
“A masquerade.”
The Prick stares ahead menacingly as the light bulb suddenly shatters into black.