SORROW BUILDING [Roy "The Sorrow" Harlowe #1]
Nov 20, 2021 2:03:37 GMT -5
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Post by Neo James Carner on Nov 20, 2021 2:03:37 GMT -5
"Our histories have intertwined since the dawn of our careers, all the players are set and we have our climactic battle set...are you prepared Neo?'"
From the darkness came a voice as a single silhouette moves through the shadows reaching up and clicking the drawstring of a single light bulb burning it into life as the soft hum rings out through the empty room as two figures are shown as brilliant light fills the once dark room. Roy "The Sorrow" Harlowe and Mason Murdock, two macabre freaks who've proven to be a thorn in the side of a certain ReVenant known as Neo James Carner.
Roy: " Let's take everyone down memory lane shall we? Rufus Harlowe, perhaps an unknown name to many, perhaps not! The man who trained Neo James Carner in the art of Pro Wrestling. My father, my father gave you the tool kit to start your career and while you learned in a few years under his roof I had to learn every day of my life growing up with that sick sadistic son of a bitch!"
Roy is shaking, he stifles himself as he tries to control the rage of his father that causes the blood to boil inside of him.
Roy: "The only thing we can agree on Neo is that a bastard who helped create us to be the men we are needs to be buried six feet underground and the world will be a better place for it, wouldn't it? The world doesn't need any more mad man like me, like you or like Mason Murdock. Doomed souls all handcrafted in the same factory of horror. Too much pain has been caused, too many horrors witnessed and bred from our hands."
Roy examines his hands.
Roy: "Meddling in your affairs has been fun I must admit, you deserve it Neo. You play bully wherever you go, spouting off all cocky like your past accomplishments give you some kind of right. That's why I had Mason work as a shoddy bodyguard for you, to be the mirror to show the world how foolish you truly were. If only you knew Mason was really backstage protecting Jesse Jamester, making sure his rise to title glory could be fulfilled and losers like you and Keith Shilliams could be seen as the asinine fools you really are. I'd include Rob Garcia in that, but let's not kid ourselves, Rob ALWAYS looks like a damned fool!"
Roy can't help but laugh as he gives Mason Murdock a slap on the chest.
Roy: "This goliath proved useful, kept Jesse safe and let your insanity grow. You looked so foolish beckoning and commanding a soldier that had no allegiance to you. It was a stunning brilliant stratagem on my part if I do say so myself."
Roy can barely contain his laughter as it grows more manic.
Roy: "You're just a coward who hides behind numbers and money, and when those numbers and money can't help you, you truly are shown to be the useless court jester you've become. Your title history from past companies? Useless! They mean nothing here because you've accomplished nothing! You're a failure and nothing more! When I get you into that ring, I will further cement my superiority and the dark void within will feed upon your sorrow. I need to feed ir Neo. It craves a putrid soul and yours has the foulest stench of them all. A pauper claiming to be king with no crown upon his head to earn such a claim to a title. Bah! I spit at your ego, and I curse your wretched foul name!"
Roy clutches his hand around the draw string as he grins wildly.
Roy: "The Sorrow will consume you and I WILL FEAST!"
Roy pulls the drawstring of the light bulb once again and the room is engulfed in shadows. The drawstring clicks again but the room is empty, the walls are covered in crimson lettering that reads "SORROW" over and over again spread across the walls looking like blood of some kind and the two men are nowhere to be seen at all. They simply...vanished.
From the darkness came a voice as a single silhouette moves through the shadows reaching up and clicking the drawstring of a single light bulb burning it into life as the soft hum rings out through the empty room as two figures are shown as brilliant light fills the once dark room. Roy "The Sorrow" Harlowe and Mason Murdock, two macabre freaks who've proven to be a thorn in the side of a certain ReVenant known as Neo James Carner.
Roy: " Let's take everyone down memory lane shall we? Rufus Harlowe, perhaps an unknown name to many, perhaps not! The man who trained Neo James Carner in the art of Pro Wrestling. My father, my father gave you the tool kit to start your career and while you learned in a few years under his roof I had to learn every day of my life growing up with that sick sadistic son of a bitch!"
Roy is shaking, he stifles himself as he tries to control the rage of his father that causes the blood to boil inside of him.
Roy: "The only thing we can agree on Neo is that a bastard who helped create us to be the men we are needs to be buried six feet underground and the world will be a better place for it, wouldn't it? The world doesn't need any more mad man like me, like you or like Mason Murdock. Doomed souls all handcrafted in the same factory of horror. Too much pain has been caused, too many horrors witnessed and bred from our hands."
Roy examines his hands.
Roy: "Meddling in your affairs has been fun I must admit, you deserve it Neo. You play bully wherever you go, spouting off all cocky like your past accomplishments give you some kind of right. That's why I had Mason work as a shoddy bodyguard for you, to be the mirror to show the world how foolish you truly were. If only you knew Mason was really backstage protecting Jesse Jamester, making sure his rise to title glory could be fulfilled and losers like you and Keith Shilliams could be seen as the asinine fools you really are. I'd include Rob Garcia in that, but let's not kid ourselves, Rob ALWAYS looks like a damned fool!"
Roy can't help but laugh as he gives Mason Murdock a slap on the chest.
Roy: "This goliath proved useful, kept Jesse safe and let your insanity grow. You looked so foolish beckoning and commanding a soldier that had no allegiance to you. It was a stunning brilliant stratagem on my part if I do say so myself."
Roy can barely contain his laughter as it grows more manic.
Roy: "You're just a coward who hides behind numbers and money, and when those numbers and money can't help you, you truly are shown to be the useless court jester you've become. Your title history from past companies? Useless! They mean nothing here because you've accomplished nothing! You're a failure and nothing more! When I get you into that ring, I will further cement my superiority and the dark void within will feed upon your sorrow. I need to feed ir Neo. It craves a putrid soul and yours has the foulest stench of them all. A pauper claiming to be king with no crown upon his head to earn such a claim to a title. Bah! I spit at your ego, and I curse your wretched foul name!"
Roy clutches his hand around the draw string as he grins wildly.
Roy: "The Sorrow will consume you and I WILL FEAST!"
Roy pulls the drawstring of the light bulb once again and the room is engulfed in shadows. The drawstring clicks again but the room is empty, the walls are covered in crimson lettering that reads "SORROW" over and over again spread across the walls looking like blood of some kind and the two men are nowhere to be seen at all. They simply...vanished.
