Complexities of Chaos: Chapter 8: Rivals?? .........
Feb 6, 2022 0:14:06 GMT -5
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Post by Z on Feb 6, 2022 0:14:06 GMT -5
Complexities of Chaos: Chapter 8: Rivals?? Jester for the KING!!
*Our vision is brought brightly into focus upon a lit circle, only white lights are all we see. Silence surrounds us seemingly deafening. We remain fixated on the lit circle. After several long moments, a shadow is cast into the circle. A silhouette covers the circle, around the edge of the silhouette the white lights turn to blue. Then a voice comes across our auditory receptors that we haven’t heard in a long while.*
He rose to take the championship. Remove it from the simpleton who was trying to show that she was far more intelligent than she really is. However the first time Blake was able to escape from the clutches of the wake of Chaos.
*Her angelic voice trails off as the silhouette grows to fill the entire light circle, the silhouette is of course Zolton. He enters the blue circle, wearing his signature full length gray, blue and black leather trench coat. He steps to the center of the circle, and slowly sits, setting out the trench coat to fill the circle and seemingly illuminates the darkness around him.*
Then the stench of jealousy had to rear its nasty little head. A ghost of a useless and overrated past his prime. Cedrone. He decided to come into Action Wrestling and try and steal the thunder that Chaos was creating. Ruining another chance for Chaos to gain Hardcore glory. What a disgrace of a man who states that the fans bring him strength. Turning up and trying to remove the most important being to their livelihood in their Man of Chaos, Zolton.
*Again the voice seemingly echoes off into ether. No movement from Zolton as of yet.*
Now Action Wrestling has decided to play upon the greed and jealousy of a new face to the company. When Zolton has, been in this company. Drawing massive crowds all around the country and world whether he was there competing or not. The powers that be decided to allow Cedrone to come in and try and destroy what Chaos has built. Ride off the coattails of an established superstar in your company. Cedrone is past his prime ladies and gentlemen. Do you not see how weak and ridiculous he looked out there at Revolution? He was pathetic. Blake and Zolton were carrying his carcass from pillar to post. All the way to the end even.
*As her voice fills the space, we still see no movement from Zolton. No sound besides the softness echo of Little Miss’ voice.*
They are calling Monday Night Clash, Rivals. Cedrone is not a rival. He is simply a jester to the court of the king, the man that leads the world to their salvation. Zolton is the man. He is the king. The creator of Chaos. The bearer of the truth that everyone needs but they don’t want. Cedrone belongs on the lowest of the low rungs of the ladder. Now he comes in and throws a little bit of his wealth around and gets to jump right up to the level that Zolton is at. Simply cheap and ridiculous. Yes ladies and gentlemen. The mouth breathing peons you are. The cheetos eating morons and parasites out there, your hero. Your King of Sexy is a person that buys his way to success. He claims he works his ass off. He claims that he has done nothing but work and work. Scratch and claw his way to his success. Reality is, he snaked. Sneaked. And did some very not so kind and great things to gain his wealth and success. Zolton however has done nothing but do what he has needed to do to be at the top of the card and as a champion. He hasn’t bought his way to the top like his supposed rival has. Folks, your Man of Chaos is truly the most incredible superstar to ever step foot inside any professional wrestling ring. He has stepped foot inside an Action Wrestling ring doing nothing but bring in ratings and money to those in those high chairs and in charge. You treat him this way? How ignorant and might I say a little on the mental instability.
*Again she pauses, her angelic voice carries off into the empty space. Still Zolton has yet to speak. Hasn’t moved since sitting in the middle of the blue lit circle.*
This Monday night, the King will stand tall. The jester will play the hits. Dance around to entertain the king. Make him smile. Maybe even laugh. In the end he will kneel before his king and beg for approval. Then when the world thinks that the approval will come. When they think that the king may be merciful. Wrong will be their thoughts. Zolton forgives no one. The Man of Chaos will show no approval to anyone. No matter how much ass kissing they have done leading into a huge battle like at Revolution. The mass amounts of praise from Cedrone to Zolton means nothing. Cedrone, your time in Action Wrestling is coming to a close. Probably a lot sooner than you were told. A lot sooner than you were hoping. Zolton toyed with you back in the World Wrestling HeadQuarters. He even toyed with you a bit when you two teamed up leading up to Revolution. He is done toying with you. At Monday Night Clash, Rivals, your run in Action Wrestling will come to a close. Where might you and your secret girlfriend end up? Where will your wife end up when she realizes what a loser and pathetic and very unethical husband she has. She can’t come over to the true hero side. He already has his queen. His queen is now carrying his offspring. His child will come into this world knowing what real work means. Given all the opportunities, yes. But he or she will have to take advantage of those opportunities.
*Finally some movement from Zolton as he remains seated. Just a small movement of his head, but nothing more.*
Yes Cedrone, Zolton is not only your king. Not only the one you should worship. Not only the one you should be begging for some kind of respect, which you have never earned. Nor have you earned any type of forgiveness. Crystal. His queen. His one and only. Not a primary with a secondary on the side. No. You see Cedrone. Zolton is loyal to the one he loves. He adores his queen. Do you adore your wife? Or do you adore your little girlfriend? How is Miss Jonae doing anyway? Am I bringing too much of the past up for you to handle Cedrone? Oh that’s right. You are trying to remove all inclination that you and anything back then existed. It happened less than six months ago Cedrone. Zolton is a man of fortitude. Confidence. Ethics. Respect. And of course a hardworking championship pedigree. I feel sorry for any offspring you have or will produce. They deserve a real leader. One that will teach them the right ways of carrying themselves. But they won’t because they will have you Cedrone.
*Something begins to happen in the center of the circle. A slow moving wave that the blue lights begin to turn off then slowly rise up to brightness. This happens all the way around the circle. Each time the lights grow brighter and begin to blink off and on faster. Faster and faster they go as the angelic voice of Little Miss arrives again.*
Cedrone you have been given way too many chances to prove yourself against Zolton as well as against others outside this company because you have only had two matches. This third will be your last. Zolton is over you. You are done in this company and everywhere once Monday Night rolls around. Once Zolton thrashes you and ultimately destroys you completely, you will never be in the ring versus him again. Let alone be in a ring sharing it with him. Zolton is chaotic. He is Rage. He is the king of Rage filled Chaos. You’ve heard it before, but it is returning. Zolton is the Man of Chaotic Rage. Your career comes to an end completely Monday night Cedrone. Yes you can go on and on and on with how many times it has been said in this promotional statement. It doesn’t really matter. Why? Well because it takes a lot of times repeating something for it to click in. And this has been what? The upteenth, one hundred millionth time we have told you that you are nothing more than a scrub. You don’t belong up here anymore. Go back to your fancy chair in your tall building looking over the quaint little empire you have created beneath your weak mind. Your unethical practices. Jonny Cedrone. Keep your wife away, she won’t want to see the absolute destruction of you that will be happening. Now that the words have been spoken, it is now time for them to come into being. Words spoken. Created Reality. Pure Chaotic Rage.
*Her voice carries off into the silence. The lights blink and blink. Zolton doesn’t move, well it seems that way as the lights continue to blink, slowly growing into a wild strobe light display. As we focus on it, the lights get faster and brighter. Faster and brighter. It all becomes one giant dot of blue. Zolton’s trench coat seems to shift and turn. Almost as though it is alive, there is a massive cloud of blue smoke erupts from the center of the circle, all that stands in the now red lit circle is an office chair on fire. We are suddenly thrown into darkness. We are blind and it seemed we were deaf from the start.*
*Our vision is brought brightly into focus upon a lit circle, only white lights are all we see. Silence surrounds us seemingly deafening. We remain fixated on the lit circle. After several long moments, a shadow is cast into the circle. A silhouette covers the circle, around the edge of the silhouette the white lights turn to blue. Then a voice comes across our auditory receptors that we haven’t heard in a long while.*
He rose to take the championship. Remove it from the simpleton who was trying to show that she was far more intelligent than she really is. However the first time Blake was able to escape from the clutches of the wake of Chaos.
*Her angelic voice trails off as the silhouette grows to fill the entire light circle, the silhouette is of course Zolton. He enters the blue circle, wearing his signature full length gray, blue and black leather trench coat. He steps to the center of the circle, and slowly sits, setting out the trench coat to fill the circle and seemingly illuminates the darkness around him.*
Then the stench of jealousy had to rear its nasty little head. A ghost of a useless and overrated past his prime. Cedrone. He decided to come into Action Wrestling and try and steal the thunder that Chaos was creating. Ruining another chance for Chaos to gain Hardcore glory. What a disgrace of a man who states that the fans bring him strength. Turning up and trying to remove the most important being to their livelihood in their Man of Chaos, Zolton.
*Again the voice seemingly echoes off into ether. No movement from Zolton as of yet.*
Now Action Wrestling has decided to play upon the greed and jealousy of a new face to the company. When Zolton has, been in this company. Drawing massive crowds all around the country and world whether he was there competing or not. The powers that be decided to allow Cedrone to come in and try and destroy what Chaos has built. Ride off the coattails of an established superstar in your company. Cedrone is past his prime ladies and gentlemen. Do you not see how weak and ridiculous he looked out there at Revolution? He was pathetic. Blake and Zolton were carrying his carcass from pillar to post. All the way to the end even.
*As her voice fills the space, we still see no movement from Zolton. No sound besides the softness echo of Little Miss’ voice.*
They are calling Monday Night Clash, Rivals. Cedrone is not a rival. He is simply a jester to the court of the king, the man that leads the world to their salvation. Zolton is the man. He is the king. The creator of Chaos. The bearer of the truth that everyone needs but they don’t want. Cedrone belongs on the lowest of the low rungs of the ladder. Now he comes in and throws a little bit of his wealth around and gets to jump right up to the level that Zolton is at. Simply cheap and ridiculous. Yes ladies and gentlemen. The mouth breathing peons you are. The cheetos eating morons and parasites out there, your hero. Your King of Sexy is a person that buys his way to success. He claims he works his ass off. He claims that he has done nothing but work and work. Scratch and claw his way to his success. Reality is, he snaked. Sneaked. And did some very not so kind and great things to gain his wealth and success. Zolton however has done nothing but do what he has needed to do to be at the top of the card and as a champion. He hasn’t bought his way to the top like his supposed rival has. Folks, your Man of Chaos is truly the most incredible superstar to ever step foot inside any professional wrestling ring. He has stepped foot inside an Action Wrestling ring doing nothing but bring in ratings and money to those in those high chairs and in charge. You treat him this way? How ignorant and might I say a little on the mental instability.
*Again she pauses, her angelic voice carries off into the empty space. Still Zolton has yet to speak. Hasn’t moved since sitting in the middle of the blue lit circle.*
This Monday night, the King will stand tall. The jester will play the hits. Dance around to entertain the king. Make him smile. Maybe even laugh. In the end he will kneel before his king and beg for approval. Then when the world thinks that the approval will come. When they think that the king may be merciful. Wrong will be their thoughts. Zolton forgives no one. The Man of Chaos will show no approval to anyone. No matter how much ass kissing they have done leading into a huge battle like at Revolution. The mass amounts of praise from Cedrone to Zolton means nothing. Cedrone, your time in Action Wrestling is coming to a close. Probably a lot sooner than you were told. A lot sooner than you were hoping. Zolton toyed with you back in the World Wrestling HeadQuarters. He even toyed with you a bit when you two teamed up leading up to Revolution. He is done toying with you. At Monday Night Clash, Rivals, your run in Action Wrestling will come to a close. Where might you and your secret girlfriend end up? Where will your wife end up when she realizes what a loser and pathetic and very unethical husband she has. She can’t come over to the true hero side. He already has his queen. His queen is now carrying his offspring. His child will come into this world knowing what real work means. Given all the opportunities, yes. But he or she will have to take advantage of those opportunities.
*Finally some movement from Zolton as he remains seated. Just a small movement of his head, but nothing more.*
Yes Cedrone, Zolton is not only your king. Not only the one you should worship. Not only the one you should be begging for some kind of respect, which you have never earned. Nor have you earned any type of forgiveness. Crystal. His queen. His one and only. Not a primary with a secondary on the side. No. You see Cedrone. Zolton is loyal to the one he loves. He adores his queen. Do you adore your wife? Or do you adore your little girlfriend? How is Miss Jonae doing anyway? Am I bringing too much of the past up for you to handle Cedrone? Oh that’s right. You are trying to remove all inclination that you and anything back then existed. It happened less than six months ago Cedrone. Zolton is a man of fortitude. Confidence. Ethics. Respect. And of course a hardworking championship pedigree. I feel sorry for any offspring you have or will produce. They deserve a real leader. One that will teach them the right ways of carrying themselves. But they won’t because they will have you Cedrone.
*Something begins to happen in the center of the circle. A slow moving wave that the blue lights begin to turn off then slowly rise up to brightness. This happens all the way around the circle. Each time the lights grow brighter and begin to blink off and on faster. Faster and faster they go as the angelic voice of Little Miss arrives again.*
Cedrone you have been given way too many chances to prove yourself against Zolton as well as against others outside this company because you have only had two matches. This third will be your last. Zolton is over you. You are done in this company and everywhere once Monday Night rolls around. Once Zolton thrashes you and ultimately destroys you completely, you will never be in the ring versus him again. Let alone be in a ring sharing it with him. Zolton is chaotic. He is Rage. He is the king of Rage filled Chaos. You’ve heard it before, but it is returning. Zolton is the Man of Chaotic Rage. Your career comes to an end completely Monday night Cedrone. Yes you can go on and on and on with how many times it has been said in this promotional statement. It doesn’t really matter. Why? Well because it takes a lot of times repeating something for it to click in. And this has been what? The upteenth, one hundred millionth time we have told you that you are nothing more than a scrub. You don’t belong up here anymore. Go back to your fancy chair in your tall building looking over the quaint little empire you have created beneath your weak mind. Your unethical practices. Jonny Cedrone. Keep your wife away, she won’t want to see the absolute destruction of you that will be happening. Now that the words have been spoken, it is now time for them to come into being. Words spoken. Created Reality. Pure Chaotic Rage.
*Her voice carries off into the silence. The lights blink and blink. Zolton doesn’t move, well it seems that way as the lights continue to blink, slowly growing into a wild strobe light display. As we focus on it, the lights get faster and brighter. Faster and brighter. It all becomes one giant dot of blue. Zolton’s trench coat seems to shift and turn. Almost as though it is alive, there is a massive cloud of blue smoke erupts from the center of the circle, all that stands in the now red lit circle is an office chair on fire. We are suddenly thrown into darkness. We are blind and it seemed we were deaf from the start.*
