Post by Maniac on Sept 13, 2010 21:59:44 GMT -6
{ Chris flew home immediately after seeing Maniac in his hotel room. Truth be told, he was shaken. He flew through the door and slammed it behind himself. Chris took a seat on the couch and pulled his cell phone out of his pocket, noticing that there were no new calls or messages. }
"I wonder why Sandy hasn't called?"[/color]
{ Chris shrugs and puts the phone back into his pocket. He sighs and leans back, trying to relax, but it's hard. He just came face to face with himself from ten years ago and well, it's a pretty jarring experience. }
"But who is he? Who do I know that would want to be me? Or destroy me?"[/color]
{ He chuckles, theres actually allot of people that would want to destroy Chris, Tyrant, Adultman, Abraxxas, to name a few. }
"But none of them would go through all this trouble. They'd show up as themselves, not as some two bit knockoff of me..."[/color]
{ He leans back, puts his hands behind his head and tries to get some rest. His head has been racing since the meeting in the hotel and he just wants to put it behind him for right now. }
"I'm just going to take a quick nap and when I wake up, I'll call Rob and we'll figure this out together, like brothers."[/color]
{ He smiles, he misses Rob allot and can't wait to see him. His eyes close and he drifts off to sleep... }
"What are you doing?"
"NO STOP!"
"Put him down please..."
"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS!!!!"
"Why are you doing this?"
"Doing what?
"Killing yourself?"
"I'm not."
"Aren't you?"
"WHERE IS HE!? WHAT DID YOU DO!?"
"I didn't do anything, it was him, it was all him."
"Don't worry, I believe you."
"I just want my son back..."
"I'll find him. I promise."
"pssst.... he's closer than you think...."
{ Chris sat up with a start, his eyes wide with fear. }
"Ah... oh... Must of been a dream..."[/color]
{ The same dream he's been having allot lately. He shakes his head and stands up, stretching his arms as he walks around the backside of the couch. }
"I should tell Dr. Elliot about that dream when I see him again."[/color]
{ Chris walks past the open door to the basement, closing it before stepping into the kitchen. He stops, remembering the last thing he heard before he woke up. }
"He's closer than you think."[/color]
{ Chris looks back at the basement door. }
"No, it's impossible... How would he even..."[/color]
{ He reaches out for the door, his hand is shaking as he grips the knob. }
"Stop it Chris, there is no way Terran is down there... No way in hell..."[/color]
{ He resolves to opening the door and takes that first step into the darkness... }
"You are funny Robert, I'll give you that much. Got quite a few chuckles out of me, I MUST SAY THEY WEREN'T LYING WHEN THEY CALLED YOU A CLOWN!"
"Tell me, is it as unsatisfying as it seems, being funnier inside the ring than you are outside of it, I MEAN?!"
"I imagine you already coming up with quite the counter to what little I've said, but let me explain something to you Robert. Just because you can make a few cute jokes at my expense, all the while stringing together a false sense of security doesn't mean I DON'T SEE THROUGH YOU LIKE YOU WERE A PAIN OF GLASS! Your not fooling me."
"Your terrified."
"Not just of me, but of what will happen in this match. You know, in your heart that this IS THE END. It's not longer a possibility in your future. It's no longer some cryptic message you find in a note in your bathroom. ITS A REALITY! In less than a week your flesh will be ripped clean from the bone as your body is driven well past it's known limitations and I carry you on my back to a level of pain that only the Lord Christ ever knew existed... YOU WILL SUFFER!"
"And now that your just days away from the end of your life your starting to feel regret for the things you've done, the life you've lead. You try to hide it all behind that cute smile and clever tongue, but we'll see how damn funny you are when that tongue is being ripped out of your damn mouth and your lips are sewn shot with forty feet of BARBED WIRE!"
"It's ok Robert, your only human and one can't expect you to be perfect, not everyone has the ability to show their feelings like a grown up, some of us have to bury the way we feel beneath layer after layer of false bravado and bull****. But I do not expect you to pass on to the next life without getting these regrets off your chest. You will eventually have to come to terms with who and what you are, what you've done and how poorly you treated her."
"Too bad poor Jenny wasn't here to see you puff out your chest for little old me, I'M SURE SHE'D BE SO PROUD OF YOU!!!!"
"Heh heh heh."
"Honestly, I did enjoy watching you try and step seamlessly back into your old roll around here, but unfortunately for you too much time has passed Robert. Your no longer that cocky young kid anymore who can just cut a pod cast and win a match with the greatest of ease."
"Your grown now. As grown as your ever going to be. And your coming face to face with your greatest fear."
"Laugh and the world laughs with you. But in the end Robert, it's going to be you and I IN THAT RING TOGETHER AND NO ONE WILL BE LAUGHING."
"No one."
"I'm sorry ROBERT... I truly am sorry... That you could not have lived a fuller life... That you could not have been a better person... That you never found out what it was like to be loved and to return that love... nCw is full of the soulless, the mindless, the dribbling cretins and zombies that stumble from moment to moment with no will or drive of their own... But you could of been different... You could of been the one... The one shining example of what it means to live..."
"You threw it away..."
"I feel sorry that you will learn what it means to be alive in the final moments of your life."
"Kill me if you can.... that's your cute little catch phrase right? That's my advice to you Robert, kill what you helped to recreate, what you woke, what you unleashed on nCw... But I promise you, you bit off more than you can chew and this time it's going to cost you allot more than your dignity."
"IT'S GOING TO COST YOU EVERYTHING!"[/color]
{ Chris Diamond walked step by step into the basement... To be continued. }
"I wonder why Sandy hasn't called?"[/color]
{ Chris shrugs and puts the phone back into his pocket. He sighs and leans back, trying to relax, but it's hard. He just came face to face with himself from ten years ago and well, it's a pretty jarring experience. }
"But who is he? Who do I know that would want to be me? Or destroy me?"[/color]
{ He chuckles, theres actually allot of people that would want to destroy Chris, Tyrant, Adultman, Abraxxas, to name a few. }
"But none of them would go through all this trouble. They'd show up as themselves, not as some two bit knockoff of me..."[/color]
{ He leans back, puts his hands behind his head and tries to get some rest. His head has been racing since the meeting in the hotel and he just wants to put it behind him for right now. }
"I'm just going to take a quick nap and when I wake up, I'll call Rob and we'll figure this out together, like brothers."[/color]
{ He smiles, he misses Rob allot and can't wait to see him. His eyes close and he drifts off to sleep... }
"What are you doing?"
"NO STOP!"
"Put him down please..."
"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS!!!!"
"Why are you doing this?"
"Doing what?
"Killing yourself?"
"I'm not."
"Aren't you?"
"WHERE IS HE!? WHAT DID YOU DO!?"
"I didn't do anything, it was him, it was all him."
"Don't worry, I believe you."
"I just want my son back..."
"I'll find him. I promise."
"pssst.... he's closer than you think...."
{ Chris sat up with a start, his eyes wide with fear. }
"Ah... oh... Must of been a dream..."[/color]
{ The same dream he's been having allot lately. He shakes his head and stands up, stretching his arms as he walks around the backside of the couch. }
"I should tell Dr. Elliot about that dream when I see him again."[/color]
{ Chris walks past the open door to the basement, closing it before stepping into the kitchen. He stops, remembering the last thing he heard before he woke up. }
"He's closer than you think."[/color]
{ Chris looks back at the basement door. }
"No, it's impossible... How would he even..."[/color]
{ He reaches out for the door, his hand is shaking as he grips the knob. }
"Stop it Chris, there is no way Terran is down there... No way in hell..."[/color]
{ He resolves to opening the door and takes that first step into the darkness... }
"You are funny Robert, I'll give you that much. Got quite a few chuckles out of me, I MUST SAY THEY WEREN'T LYING WHEN THEY CALLED YOU A CLOWN!"
"Tell me, is it as unsatisfying as it seems, being funnier inside the ring than you are outside of it, I MEAN?!"
"I imagine you already coming up with quite the counter to what little I've said, but let me explain something to you Robert. Just because you can make a few cute jokes at my expense, all the while stringing together a false sense of security doesn't mean I DON'T SEE THROUGH YOU LIKE YOU WERE A PAIN OF GLASS! Your not fooling me."
"Your terrified."
"Not just of me, but of what will happen in this match. You know, in your heart that this IS THE END. It's not longer a possibility in your future. It's no longer some cryptic message you find in a note in your bathroom. ITS A REALITY! In less than a week your flesh will be ripped clean from the bone as your body is driven well past it's known limitations and I carry you on my back to a level of pain that only the Lord Christ ever knew existed... YOU WILL SUFFER!"
"And now that your just days away from the end of your life your starting to feel regret for the things you've done, the life you've lead. You try to hide it all behind that cute smile and clever tongue, but we'll see how damn funny you are when that tongue is being ripped out of your damn mouth and your lips are sewn shot with forty feet of BARBED WIRE!"
"It's ok Robert, your only human and one can't expect you to be perfect, not everyone has the ability to show their feelings like a grown up, some of us have to bury the way we feel beneath layer after layer of false bravado and bull****. But I do not expect you to pass on to the next life without getting these regrets off your chest. You will eventually have to come to terms with who and what you are, what you've done and how poorly you treated her."
"Too bad poor Jenny wasn't here to see you puff out your chest for little old me, I'M SURE SHE'D BE SO PROUD OF YOU!!!!"
"Heh heh heh."
"Honestly, I did enjoy watching you try and step seamlessly back into your old roll around here, but unfortunately for you too much time has passed Robert. Your no longer that cocky young kid anymore who can just cut a pod cast and win a match with the greatest of ease."
"Your grown now. As grown as your ever going to be. And your coming face to face with your greatest fear."
"Laugh and the world laughs with you. But in the end Robert, it's going to be you and I IN THAT RING TOGETHER AND NO ONE WILL BE LAUGHING."
"No one."
"I'm sorry ROBERT... I truly am sorry... That you could not have lived a fuller life... That you could not have been a better person... That you never found out what it was like to be loved and to return that love... nCw is full of the soulless, the mindless, the dribbling cretins and zombies that stumble from moment to moment with no will or drive of their own... But you could of been different... You could of been the one... The one shining example of what it means to live..."
"You threw it away..."
"I feel sorry that you will learn what it means to be alive in the final moments of your life."
"Kill me if you can.... that's your cute little catch phrase right? That's my advice to you Robert, kill what you helped to recreate, what you woke, what you unleashed on nCw... But I promise you, you bit off more than you can chew and this time it's going to cost you allot more than your dignity."
"IT'S GOING TO COST YOU EVERYTHING!"[/color]
{ Chris Diamond walked step by step into the basement... To be continued. }