Meeting Eye To Eye With A Leviathan (NJC#1)
Aug 21, 2021 19:59:50 GMT -5
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Post by Roy "The Sorrow" Harlowe (NJC) on Aug 21, 2021 19:59:50 GMT -5
Neo James Carner stands in a pitch black room, the cool glow of his cell phone illuminates his face as he stares directly into the black mirror that reflects information back at him. His eyes seem vacant, a hollow expression on his face as the residence of awe inspiring presence. Neo turns his gaze upwards as he seems to be captivated by something above him. Neo slowly reaches upward with his right arm, extending it up as his hand clasps around something not entirely visible in the darkness and can't be quite made out by the dim glow of his cell phone's light. With a gentle tug down Neo clicks a dangling light bulb into life revealing Neo standing in a small square room, rickety flood boards beneath him and a dank shed-like atmosphere all around, the massive Mason Murdock behind Neo standing docile and still. Neo turns around to face the massive leviathan, standing seven feet tall dwarfing the smaller Neo James Carner.
NJC: "So it seems Roy "The Sorrow" Harlowe doesn't like to return my calls. You, my massive friend, have proven yourself...useless so far."
Neo says taking a step back to avoid any physical contact but the words don't seem to have any effect on the macabre golem.
NJC: "A mute eh? You could've cost me my match last week at Honor. It's a good thing Rob Garcia was there to fill in for your mistakes but that only illustrates the clever camaraderie of the ReVenants! Rob isn't always going to be there, I've paid a lot of good money to have you at my beck and call Murdock...I didn't unearth your vessel from obscurity to have a giant mute who can't carry his end of the bargain! Your job is to escort me to the ring...do you understand? Your job is to make sure I win. You're my bodyguard, you're the heavy hitter and destroyer of the ReVenants will...do you understand? Does that compute??"
Neo asks as he glowers straight into the masked monsters sunken in eye holes of his mask. Neo again, gets no response.
NJC: "Neo James Carner and Keith Williams have an opportunity presented before us, a double main event where we educate the poor fools known only as Lynx and Jesse Jamester the unbridled purity of tag team combat wrestling, The ReVenants have flirted with stop and stall momentum for far too long. There is to be no more mistakes...do you UNDERSTAND!?"
Neo yells, staring harder at the giant who still doesn't respond. Neo's patience seems to be dwindling thin as he becomes visibly frustrated.
NJC: "Was this a mistake!? You see, I had no issue squaring away my troubles with Fowler without your aid...is it going to be the same come August 25th? Was this a poor investment, do the ReVenants not need a giant 300 pound monster!? Is that what your silence is telling me!?"
Neo roars out, puffing out his chest in assertion.
NJC: " Or is it really…"
Neo plucks a familiar remote out of his back pocket and presents it to the mammoth monster.
NJC: "You truly are controlled by this...a simple little remote device that's embedded some kind of mind control into that little mask of yours. You know, I've never been one to buy into that macabre magic mumbo jumbo. Why rely on the supernatural when a man in the ring can supercede his potential and do superhuman things with his natural God given talents. That's what the ReVenants have always done...but am I slipping!? Am I losing it becoming some kind of mad scientist plagued with using devices to get what he wants!? Is that what I've become…"
Neo looks down at the remote.
NJC: "I didn't take this with me Friday the 13th because I refused to believe that it truly worked and that you, a man I used to call my friend, would just follow the orders given to you. Yet, when I returned from the ring, you were still in the locker room...staring at this remote. Staring at what I had left behind. After embarrassing Fowler dressed like a G.I. Joe reject, battling rubber masked werewolves and Party City vampires, I could have sworn that you'd be there in the midst...a real monster among those charlatans."
Neo holds the remote up to his face and stares at it, it's just a red button and a walkie talkie like speaker on it. Neo tilts his head.
NJC: "So for the last time...let's see if I can do this the way I was instructed. Roy was so kind as to leave me instructions…I ask you."
Neo holds down and presses the button. He moves his lips close to the receiving end and speaks into.
NJC: "Are you prepared to be the weapon the ReVenants need to take over NPW? Are you ready to become the symbol of destruction the ReVs wish to use to seize the power that we so rightfully deserve!? Are you Mason Murdock...ready to be our monster??"
A different air surrounds Mason as static chirps from his mask, a feint lullaby as a childlike "La La La La" begins to play as Mason clutches the sides of his mask, a gritted teeth grunt and growl escapes Mason's mouth as he tears as at his mask trying to rip it off. But then...the lullaby stops. Mason's neck twitches and then turns his head to Neo and very solemnly and slowly nods in agreement.
NJC: "Well then...that's good. Glad we can agree. If Lord D steps out of line, same as Lynx and Jesse...you obliterate. Got it?"
Mason nods as Neo says the words with a grin as he reaches up and shuts the light off yanking on the chain.
END
NJC: "So it seems Roy "The Sorrow" Harlowe doesn't like to return my calls. You, my massive friend, have proven yourself...useless so far."
Neo says taking a step back to avoid any physical contact but the words don't seem to have any effect on the macabre golem.
NJC: "A mute eh? You could've cost me my match last week at Honor. It's a good thing Rob Garcia was there to fill in for your mistakes but that only illustrates the clever camaraderie of the ReVenants! Rob isn't always going to be there, I've paid a lot of good money to have you at my beck and call Murdock...I didn't unearth your vessel from obscurity to have a giant mute who can't carry his end of the bargain! Your job is to escort me to the ring...do you understand? Your job is to make sure I win. You're my bodyguard, you're the heavy hitter and destroyer of the ReVenants will...do you understand? Does that compute??"
Neo asks as he glowers straight into the masked monsters sunken in eye holes of his mask. Neo again, gets no response.
NJC: "Neo James Carner and Keith Williams have an opportunity presented before us, a double main event where we educate the poor fools known only as Lynx and Jesse Jamester the unbridled purity of tag team combat wrestling, The ReVenants have flirted with stop and stall momentum for far too long. There is to be no more mistakes...do you UNDERSTAND!?"
Neo yells, staring harder at the giant who still doesn't respond. Neo's patience seems to be dwindling thin as he becomes visibly frustrated.
NJC: "Was this a mistake!? You see, I had no issue squaring away my troubles with Fowler without your aid...is it going to be the same come August 25th? Was this a poor investment, do the ReVenants not need a giant 300 pound monster!? Is that what your silence is telling me!?"
Neo roars out, puffing out his chest in assertion.
NJC: " Or is it really…"
Neo plucks a familiar remote out of his back pocket and presents it to the mammoth monster.
NJC: "You truly are controlled by this...a simple little remote device that's embedded some kind of mind control into that little mask of yours. You know, I've never been one to buy into that macabre magic mumbo jumbo. Why rely on the supernatural when a man in the ring can supercede his potential and do superhuman things with his natural God given talents. That's what the ReVenants have always done...but am I slipping!? Am I losing it becoming some kind of mad scientist plagued with using devices to get what he wants!? Is that what I've become…"
Neo looks down at the remote.
NJC: "I didn't take this with me Friday the 13th because I refused to believe that it truly worked and that you, a man I used to call my friend, would just follow the orders given to you. Yet, when I returned from the ring, you were still in the locker room...staring at this remote. Staring at what I had left behind. After embarrassing Fowler dressed like a G.I. Joe reject, battling rubber masked werewolves and Party City vampires, I could have sworn that you'd be there in the midst...a real monster among those charlatans."
Neo holds the remote up to his face and stares at it, it's just a red button and a walkie talkie like speaker on it. Neo tilts his head.
NJC: "So for the last time...let's see if I can do this the way I was instructed. Roy was so kind as to leave me instructions…I ask you."
Neo holds down and presses the button. He moves his lips close to the receiving end and speaks into.
NJC: "Are you prepared to be the weapon the ReVenants need to take over NPW? Are you ready to become the symbol of destruction the ReVs wish to use to seize the power that we so rightfully deserve!? Are you Mason Murdock...ready to be our monster??"
A different air surrounds Mason as static chirps from his mask, a feint lullaby as a childlike "La La La La" begins to play as Mason clutches the sides of his mask, a gritted teeth grunt and growl escapes Mason's mouth as he tears as at his mask trying to rip it off. But then...the lullaby stops. Mason's neck twitches and then turns his head to Neo and very solemnly and slowly nods in agreement.
NJC: "Well then...that's good. Glad we can agree. If Lord D steps out of line, same as Lynx and Jesse...you obliterate. Got it?"
Mason nods as Neo says the words with a grin as he reaches up and shuts the light off yanking on the chain.
END
