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Post by Uh Oh on Mar 10, 2020 4:59:02 GMT -5
Bankers Life Fieldhouse
Indianapolis, Indiana
1 RP min, 2 Max Deadline Saturday 11:59 PM EST April 18th 2020
Newcomer Curtis Mitchel faces The Goddess of the Dead
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Post by bondic on Apr 16, 2020 4:42:41 GMT -5
The scene opens with Curtis sitting at a desk. As the camera pans around the room you can see hos office is decorated with oak book shelves with pictures of his family, books, and various nick nacks. He stands up and walks to a window as he begins to speak.
“So, here we are on the verge of many new beginnings and possibilities with the world in the state its in. March Madness the poison known as Thug Revolution seems to be at a point where they are starting to dominate this entire company. While you have two factions of clown fighting over this and that. All along you have forgotten the two monsters that’s been released to take out those thugs and anyone else stepping in our way. Who am I?”
He pauses and looks straight into the camera.
“Allow me to introduce myself. I am Curtis Mitchell. While I maybe new to this company. And I'll admit. Sort of new to this business. Along with my partner Shiv. We are the new faces of NCW and of this business that will never allow power hungry punks like Brian Kennedy, Fathi and the rest of that circus to run rampant. Apocalypse and Fallen couldn’t get the job done and this brings me to this match at hand. Necra. What in the blue blazes of twisted comedy would ever put a loser like you in the ring against a monster like myself? Please do tell.”
He pauses.
“I mean come on. When was the last time you were important enough to cause any sort of wave in this company? When was the last time your hand was raised in victory? When was the last time you or your team ment anything to the brass? You keep being given chance after chance to do something. Anything worth while and all you do is choke up and screw any possibility you have of being a house hold name.”
He laughs a bit while keeping on his rant.
“You keep being embarrassed repeatedly coming out lying your ass off to the fans. Swearing you won’t fail again all just to be left looking up at the lights laying flat on your back wondering. Well this isn’t wonder bread and I am far from a stepping stone. I'm far more talented than anyone else in the locker room is and I’m about to prove this in the matter of days. Necra. The time for talk. For show boating for anything other than fighting is up. No more sand in the hour glass. No more news reporters looking for a story for the 10 o clock news. Its over and your chances have run out. No officials to stop the massive beating that your about to receive. Necra. I know you have no clue about who in the same hell I am. I know there isn’t much to go off of when it comes to me. All I have done so far is let Brian and his friends know that I am here. So, I am a complete mystery to you. All will be unveiled soon enough. Your going to find out first hand what I am capable of. So talk whatever trash you can think of and bring that bag of blood and bones to the ring, so I can do what I do best and dismantle every fiber of your being into a puddle of human remains that I will leave in the ring for the janitors to mop up after the show. See you soon. I’ll be waiting.”
Fades.
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Post by Allura Desmonds on Apr 18, 2020 22:22:22 GMT -5
Act 1: Pass and Future Collide
The scene opens on the beautiful countryside of Georgia. The sun had already set, and the night was coming on fast. The sound of crickets filled the air, as a light breeze moved through the tall magnolia trees that could be found through out the countryside. The camera moves along the long stretch of road, and we see the ranch house that belongs to Johnny Reb. The smell of smoke drifted on the air, and moved around the back of the house and we see Johnny, Ex and Necra all siting around a decent sized fire pit. The smoke billowed up toward the sky, and the bright orange flames crackled and popped as the fire burned into the night.
Johnny: I can't believe I'm out of a job.
Necra: Yeah me too...
Ex: I didn't really see it as a job, more of a hobby.
Necra: I mean I still have my fashion company... At least my offices are... There's no production, no meetings... No designs... This sucks.
Johnny: At least you still have a match.
Necra: Yeah against someone that has yet to have a match...
Ex: Why did they put you up against a scrub?
Necra: No clue. But right now I'm not going to worry about it.
Johnny: Yeah, we should just enjoy the night.
Ex: That sounds like a plan...
Necra leans against Ex nestling herself into his arms, as she watches the flames rise in front of her.
Necra: Did you see that look in Allura's eyes when she jumped Darkholme?
Johnny: I did.
Necra: I was waiting for my hand to go skeletal. I mean I figured Allura would have killed him...
Johnny: Hell that little filly was like a hell cat. I never seen anything like it.
Ex: I haven't either. She was ready to rip his throat out.
Johnny: Tell me about it... It took everything that I had to pull Allura back. No thanks to your uncle...
Necra smirks.
Necra: Yeah... He jut enjoyed the spectacle that's all.
Ex: Shit, we're out of drinks...
Necra gets to her feet and smiles softly.
Necra: I'll get them.
Johnny: Are you sure? I mean that's servant's work ain't it?
Necra: I was headed in anyway.
She turns and heads toward the main house. The cool ground felt good against her bare feet as she walked across the pathway that lead back to the house. She soon reaches the back porch and heads inside of the brightly lit kitchen.
Necra: It's hard to believe what happened at March Madness. But then again I don't think any one can. Now at Champions Run I'm facing off against some loser named Curtis... You've come into NCW and tell me what have you done Curtis? Nothing... You've attacked Brian and Thug Revolution... How many times has that happened? More times than a lot of people want to admit Are you trying to prove how big of an asshole you are or are you trying to prove a point? I still can't figure it out... I don't care who you attack, or why, but don't open your mouth until you know something about the person that you are going to face off against.
She walks to the fridge and starts to pull out a couple of bottles as she closes the door and leans against the light colored wooden island in the middle of the kitchen.
Necra: Curtis what do you really know about me? Yeah I lost matches, and titles but I don't let it get to me. I've held titles in NCW which is better than you have done at the moment. I'm a Grand Slam Champion or did you even bother to look and see what I have done since I've been in this company? You didn't. You're just like everyone else that I have faced and you are going to underestimate me which is not a good thing. I'm a fighter, and I'm not afraid of anyone, including you. You can run your mouth, and say how you're going to beat me, all because I've failed before. Please that has nothing to do with it. You're just as pathetic as the people you are going after.
She grabs the bottles and starts to head back out into the yard. A few fire flies dance around her as she moves along the same stone path as she had before.
Necra: So Curtis if you have the balls to face me, then show up and show me what you can do. If not then I'll know that you are nothing more than a coward that likes to talk a big game and nothing more. But I will fight you tooth and nail until there is noting left of you. I'm going to do what Brian can't and that is to put an end to you! So bring whatever you want into that ring, but just know that it will never be enough to stop me. I am The Goddess of the Dead, The Queen of Death, The Lady in Black, The Reaper of Souls, The Angel of Death, The Child of Heaven and Hell! Fear me; for when you look upon me you will see your end. See you soon and good luck, you're going to need it.
She laughs as she walks back to the fire with her shadow casting a strange shadow along the ground. It looked like a tail moved back and forth behind her, and a set of horn wrapped around her forehead. But to look at her she was her usual beautiful self. She once again settles in with Ex and watches the fire dance as the scene fades to black. |
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