Reignite The Rambling ReVenant Within
Nov 3, 2021 21:47:54 GMT -5
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Post by Neo James Carner on Nov 3, 2021 21:47:54 GMT -5
Neo James Carner looks disheveled as he sits in The ReVenants locker room, a rather sardonic sourpuss frown etched across his lips as his eyes are distant and hollow.
NJC: "You know, I've been made somewhat of a mockery as of late, I've lost a little of that jazz in my step, I was once the prime time winning kind, now I'm feeling the stinging failure and shortcomings against the likes of Chris Card? What has become of this pro wrestling career of mine?"
Neo pantomimes a Shakespearean "woe is me" back of the palm gesture to his forehead and shakes his head.
NJC: "This is awful, I have to right the wrongs...that damn Roy Harlowe and that backstabbing Neanderthal he shackled me with! I thought I was doing a service for the needy, we've all seen Roy "The Sorrow" Harlowe. Looks like a bum that crawled out of a bog of deep fried depression. Jesus, looks like he crawled out of Rob Zombie's closet and rolled around on a used porn set."
Neo says, making a twisted face of disgust as he gets shivers.
NJC: " My man is filthy, that's the truly horrifying thing about him! That's what I'm trying to say, he's a vile cretin desperately in need of the searing hot shower to wash away that putrid stench of B.O. and desperation for relevance! You make that swamp hippy your partner, you're dead to me Jes!"
Neo says nearly gagging.
NJC: A disgusting freak of ungodly nature daring to ride my coattails to any shot of deserving attention in the year 2021! Get over yourself Harlowe! Him and Mason will get what's coming to them but first I've got to set these peepers of mine on a foe that they impeded me getting to sink my teeth into. Jesse James has made a fool out of me, Keith and Rob, The ReVenants can't stand or tolerate this any longer! His persistence to keep is an insult to the good money I put on his head! You know what you're doing to me Jess? You serpent headed fuck! Why anyone would trust you with a lizard face like that I will never know! I wouldn't, God only knows what kind of exfoliating soap it would take to repair that nonsense."
Neo says, flailing his hand all about in the air in front of him in a fashion that can only be called dismissive with the most insulting of grimaces upon Neo's visage.
NJC:" When you keep breathing and standing in a wrestling ring when I put the hit out on you, it's like saying my money isn't good enough. What, a couple of you schmucks backstage can't rub the last two brain cells in your head together to grow a set and collect some easy cash? Get the bounty! Ten grand!? What, you guys can't use ten grand? I feel like a moron, I can't even give away money! What kind of shit is that!?"
Neo is truly dumbfounded in all his charismatic bluster. Neo's expression tells a tale that only someone as charmingly conceited and conniving as he could truly comprehend in all it's captivating nature of being a lowdown treacherous cunt.
NJC: " Hey, Bastards, why bother tagging with Jess? You guys can both claim the reward, that bounty is eligible for a couple of stand up gentlemen like yourselves. Though maybe not, maybe you're not that bright seeing as you guys find yourself in an alliance that opposes the most devastating nuisance of destruction the NPW has ever seen and that is The ReVenants."
Neo takes a deep breath as he stares deep into the lens channeling his inner frustrations lacing his every word with the seething rage within.
NJC: " My eyes are very clear and focused on the task at hand. If Jesse Jameson wants to dig himself up a couple more stalwart soldiers from that locker room he can bring an army, I don't care! Neo's out to put respect back on his name and he's going to make every one enunciate with dignity and pride when I lay them down in defeat! My name MEANS something, it's a symbol, a badge of pristine honor that all will soon realize when I lay my unyielding pissed off ultra violent aggression upon you!"
Neo says, slapping his chest trying to reignite the fury in his downtrodden heart after weeks of embarrassment.
NJC: "Neo James Carner is tired of being made a mockery! That name is supposed to create an aura of demand, urgency when it is uttered! I bust this very fine physique down to the bone to ensure that every member of that audience knows that not only am I better than them the viewer but I want them to KNOW that without a shadow of a doubt in their feeble flea sized brains that I'm the superior to my opponent in the ring. That's why I know so many moves. I'm a maestro of my craft! I'm through letting these distractions run me into the ground! You three gentlemen have invoked a bloody war you're not prepared for! The ReVenants will not fail in their conquest to become champions and get the adulation we so rightfully deserve! So you bring your best friends, school yard chums or hobos that owe you a favor to come on down to watch your backs! Neo James Carner is coming to town, and he's bringing nothing but a season of slaughter for all your punk asses!"
Neo says standing up to his feet from a seated position with enough fire and rage to start fighting right then and there. The time would have to wait, as there was still time until the coming attraction. The scene slowly fades to black and comes to an end.
NJC: "You know, I've been made somewhat of a mockery as of late, I've lost a little of that jazz in my step, I was once the prime time winning kind, now I'm feeling the stinging failure and shortcomings against the likes of Chris Card? What has become of this pro wrestling career of mine?"
Neo pantomimes a Shakespearean "woe is me" back of the palm gesture to his forehead and shakes his head.
NJC: "This is awful, I have to right the wrongs...that damn Roy Harlowe and that backstabbing Neanderthal he shackled me with! I thought I was doing a service for the needy, we've all seen Roy "The Sorrow" Harlowe. Looks like a bum that crawled out of a bog of deep fried depression. Jesus, looks like he crawled out of Rob Zombie's closet and rolled around on a used porn set."
Neo says, making a twisted face of disgust as he gets shivers.
NJC: " My man is filthy, that's the truly horrifying thing about him! That's what I'm trying to say, he's a vile cretin desperately in need of the searing hot shower to wash away that putrid stench of B.O. and desperation for relevance! You make that swamp hippy your partner, you're dead to me Jes!"
Neo says nearly gagging.
NJC: A disgusting freak of ungodly nature daring to ride my coattails to any shot of deserving attention in the year 2021! Get over yourself Harlowe! Him and Mason will get what's coming to them but first I've got to set these peepers of mine on a foe that they impeded me getting to sink my teeth into. Jesse James has made a fool out of me, Keith and Rob, The ReVenants can't stand or tolerate this any longer! His persistence to keep is an insult to the good money I put on his head! You know what you're doing to me Jess? You serpent headed fuck! Why anyone would trust you with a lizard face like that I will never know! I wouldn't, God only knows what kind of exfoliating soap it would take to repair that nonsense."
Neo says, flailing his hand all about in the air in front of him in a fashion that can only be called dismissive with the most insulting of grimaces upon Neo's visage.
NJC:" When you keep breathing and standing in a wrestling ring when I put the hit out on you, it's like saying my money isn't good enough. What, a couple of you schmucks backstage can't rub the last two brain cells in your head together to grow a set and collect some easy cash? Get the bounty! Ten grand!? What, you guys can't use ten grand? I feel like a moron, I can't even give away money! What kind of shit is that!?"
Neo is truly dumbfounded in all his charismatic bluster. Neo's expression tells a tale that only someone as charmingly conceited and conniving as he could truly comprehend in all it's captivating nature of being a lowdown treacherous cunt.
NJC: " Hey, Bastards, why bother tagging with Jess? You guys can both claim the reward, that bounty is eligible for a couple of stand up gentlemen like yourselves. Though maybe not, maybe you're not that bright seeing as you guys find yourself in an alliance that opposes the most devastating nuisance of destruction the NPW has ever seen and that is The ReVenants."
Neo takes a deep breath as he stares deep into the lens channeling his inner frustrations lacing his every word with the seething rage within.
NJC: " My eyes are very clear and focused on the task at hand. If Jesse Jameson wants to dig himself up a couple more stalwart soldiers from that locker room he can bring an army, I don't care! Neo's out to put respect back on his name and he's going to make every one enunciate with dignity and pride when I lay them down in defeat! My name MEANS something, it's a symbol, a badge of pristine honor that all will soon realize when I lay my unyielding pissed off ultra violent aggression upon you!"
Neo says, slapping his chest trying to reignite the fury in his downtrodden heart after weeks of embarrassment.
NJC: "Neo James Carner is tired of being made a mockery! That name is supposed to create an aura of demand, urgency when it is uttered! I bust this very fine physique down to the bone to ensure that every member of that audience knows that not only am I better than them the viewer but I want them to KNOW that without a shadow of a doubt in their feeble flea sized brains that I'm the superior to my opponent in the ring. That's why I know so many moves. I'm a maestro of my craft! I'm through letting these distractions run me into the ground! You three gentlemen have invoked a bloody war you're not prepared for! The ReVenants will not fail in their conquest to become champions and get the adulation we so rightfully deserve! So you bring your best friends, school yard chums or hobos that owe you a favor to come on down to watch your backs! Neo James Carner is coming to town, and he's bringing nothing but a season of slaughter for all your punk asses!"
Neo says standing up to his feet from a seated position with enough fire and rage to start fighting right then and there. The time would have to wait, as there was still time until the coming attraction. The scene slowly fades to black and comes to an end.
