Post by Caliban on Sept 28, 2013 20:07:37 GMT -5
Mitchell awoke in a small dark place, the last the he remembered was responding to the message left by Jordan Caliban
where the hell am I?
Mitchell starts scrambling around on the floor and running his hands along the walls, A DOOR YES! his hands tremble as an inner voice is pleading for it to be unlocked. It was, Mitchell didn't wait for any sign of safety running right out into the corridor
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, OK think Mitchell this could be the biggest moment in your career, this is your chance to find out who Jordan Caliban actually is, when in doubt go right
He turns and starts making his way down the corridor past gothic sculptures and many many paintings of what could only be described as the color black, he soon emerged into a large open space with a chair up on a pedestal in the middle of the room.
Shit what was that?
He recognized 2 sets of footsteps, it could only be that, this place didn't seem to contain echos. He heard a familiar old decrepit voice getting closer and scrambled into a corner and the safety of shadow
The boy is taking too many risks, what was the point of all of this if he breaks everything within days of his new beginning, I'm starting to wonder if we need to send someone along to keep him in check
Another voice that was youthful but not of a human origin althought speaking perfect English replied
The boy made it very clear she was too be kept well out of all of this
What the boy wants is of no consequence to me, that body of his however, he forgets that it's not just his
The older voice sighed heavily
Look I know we all have a slight affection for the boy, he spent time with us here, something we have never let a human do before, I do try and look out for him but when it comes down to it Caliban is part of something much much bigger, it may not even be in his lifetime but he will be one of the many who's names will be spoken in glory. If he doesn't kill himself first. But he will forever be remembered as a tool here and he knows that and so he is trying to be remembered there instead
So you wish me to send the female?
Lets see how he makes out with the week he gave himself first, now on to a more pressing matter, have you noticed that we are not exactly alone here?
Mitchell still crouching in his corner eaves dropping on the entire conversation hears this and slowly and quietly and gently he wet himself because he could tell that right now as those words were spoken, that old, dusty dry voice was smiling
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So here we stand on the eve of a festival of violence and punches and kicks and poor men screaming, war this year really is no holds barred, new legislation made that so, and so be it. Let the blood flow and all hell break loose, Everyone else has been dropping me to name association section of their little post match interviews so I'm going to stand here and pretty much piss off the people I most want to kick in the face tomorrow night
Sarah Twilight: You know I genuinely had no opinion on Sarah Twilight past the fact that she had an immense backside, whether I was in the stands as a fan or my first few weeks when she was just another wrestler. But if there is one thing I don't like it is lack of credit were credit is due. She went to that gigantic waste of time Lion heart to be her next big thing, she gave another fucking rookie a reason to think he has the spot I took for myself. I dealt with him, as I said you bet on the wrong newbie. Sunday night you will find out why
NVL: Right there is simply me walking up to the biggest dog in the yard and smashing his face in with my food bowl, I will probably never face NVL for the world title because he isn't leaving war with it obviously.
Steve Orbit: Orbit is a guy I wanna step up with just to say I did it, same story with Digger and Cairo, hell I got Fly as a possible opponent tomorrow night, do you understand what that means to a "fan boy" like me? Orbit Digger Cairo and fly, if you wanna know what drew me here it was them.
Night rider: Me and Rider have a half history, we were in the same company before I came here, in fact he named my imploding 630, I hated doing what I did to him on Sunday, any other night I'd of tagged out and stayed out of it. But that was a war build up match. What can I say, it was either hang you or hang me sorry big dog, please come take you pound of flesh tomorrow night Ill be waiting patiently
Jon Micheals: Yeah I guess Ill have to talk about him, and Rhodes and whoever the goth thing is that has decided that I should know who she is. Rhodes man we could of been beautiful together but you proved yourself to be just like everyone else in a way that your too on your guard to accept some kind of respect and chance. Goth chick, man you aren't really worth the breath I said what I need to say to you. And finally Jon the man who constantly tells me I started this shit, then I make it a point of showing him I didn't and 2 interviews or tweets or fakebooks later there he is again telling me I was walking on him. I am going to tell anyone who doesn't know this yet, Jon Micheals walked into the WCF locker room when I was starting to speak out against the administration and decided he automatically got a spot down talking the new guy with the rest of the locker room, except when I turned on you nobody gave a fuck anymore because frankly Jonny they don't and probably will never really care that much about you.
Logan and Obi: I don't do tag team matches often, especially trios matches but I had a lot fun last week. If you guys ever get your idea's straight there's a certain tournament in philly we could walk through. But when it comes to war, you lads are 2 more mountains I need to climb to be the man I want to be here
I have spent my whole time here telling everyone they are wrong about me and continue to show who I truly am but I guess I really am going to have to scar every fucking one of you too make my point
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We re open on Mitchell, he is in the middle of a padded cell wrapped up in a straight jacket and a blank black mask is covering his face, some where in an unseen corner of the room that old dry cracked voice split the darkness
So you want truth do you MR Sythe? Are you sure because what you are experiencing right now is only half of the tyranny this truth really holds
Then another voice chimes in, the same young voice as before also, with the slightly manic tones it seemed to be lacking the first time we heard it
There is some truth in this universe that should never be discovered, one of which is the truth about Jordan Caliban, to hear this means you will never leave here again
Mitchell's dry throat manages to produce 3 single words almost completely inaudibly, where... am... I...
The younger voices laughs loudly filling the room with the high pitched screeches of a bird long forgotten by time and life, the old voice gives him time to calm down
You my boy are in a place that not many humans see, welcome to the Goreyville normality asylum. Now have you decided to die for the truth or continue your wasteful life blissfully ignorant
To be continued
where the hell am I?
Mitchell starts scrambling around on the floor and running his hands along the walls, A DOOR YES! his hands tremble as an inner voice is pleading for it to be unlocked. It was, Mitchell didn't wait for any sign of safety running right out into the corridor
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, OK think Mitchell this could be the biggest moment in your career, this is your chance to find out who Jordan Caliban actually is, when in doubt go right
He turns and starts making his way down the corridor past gothic sculptures and many many paintings of what could only be described as the color black, he soon emerged into a large open space with a chair up on a pedestal in the middle of the room.
Shit what was that?
He recognized 2 sets of footsteps, it could only be that, this place didn't seem to contain echos. He heard a familiar old decrepit voice getting closer and scrambled into a corner and the safety of shadow
The boy is taking too many risks, what was the point of all of this if he breaks everything within days of his new beginning, I'm starting to wonder if we need to send someone along to keep him in check
Another voice that was youthful but not of a human origin althought speaking perfect English replied
The boy made it very clear she was too be kept well out of all of this
What the boy wants is of no consequence to me, that body of his however, he forgets that it's not just his
The older voice sighed heavily
Look I know we all have a slight affection for the boy, he spent time with us here, something we have never let a human do before, I do try and look out for him but when it comes down to it Caliban is part of something much much bigger, it may not even be in his lifetime but he will be one of the many who's names will be spoken in glory. If he doesn't kill himself first. But he will forever be remembered as a tool here and he knows that and so he is trying to be remembered there instead
So you wish me to send the female?
Lets see how he makes out with the week he gave himself first, now on to a more pressing matter, have you noticed that we are not exactly alone here?
Mitchell still crouching in his corner eaves dropping on the entire conversation hears this and slowly and quietly and gently he wet himself because he could tell that right now as those words were spoken, that old, dusty dry voice was smiling
===========================================================
So here we stand on the eve of a festival of violence and punches and kicks and poor men screaming, war this year really is no holds barred, new legislation made that so, and so be it. Let the blood flow and all hell break loose, Everyone else has been dropping me to name association section of their little post match interviews so I'm going to stand here and pretty much piss off the people I most want to kick in the face tomorrow night
Sarah Twilight: You know I genuinely had no opinion on Sarah Twilight past the fact that she had an immense backside, whether I was in the stands as a fan or my first few weeks when she was just another wrestler. But if there is one thing I don't like it is lack of credit were credit is due. She went to that gigantic waste of time Lion heart to be her next big thing, she gave another fucking rookie a reason to think he has the spot I took for myself. I dealt with him, as I said you bet on the wrong newbie. Sunday night you will find out why
NVL: Right there is simply me walking up to the biggest dog in the yard and smashing his face in with my food bowl, I will probably never face NVL for the world title because he isn't leaving war with it obviously.
Steve Orbit: Orbit is a guy I wanna step up with just to say I did it, same story with Digger and Cairo, hell I got Fly as a possible opponent tomorrow night, do you understand what that means to a "fan boy" like me? Orbit Digger Cairo and fly, if you wanna know what drew me here it was them.
Night rider: Me and Rider have a half history, we were in the same company before I came here, in fact he named my imploding 630, I hated doing what I did to him on Sunday, any other night I'd of tagged out and stayed out of it. But that was a war build up match. What can I say, it was either hang you or hang me sorry big dog, please come take you pound of flesh tomorrow night Ill be waiting patiently
Jon Micheals: Yeah I guess Ill have to talk about him, and Rhodes and whoever the goth thing is that has decided that I should know who she is. Rhodes man we could of been beautiful together but you proved yourself to be just like everyone else in a way that your too on your guard to accept some kind of respect and chance. Goth chick, man you aren't really worth the breath I said what I need to say to you. And finally Jon the man who constantly tells me I started this shit, then I make it a point of showing him I didn't and 2 interviews or tweets or fakebooks later there he is again telling me I was walking on him. I am going to tell anyone who doesn't know this yet, Jon Micheals walked into the WCF locker room when I was starting to speak out against the administration and decided he automatically got a spot down talking the new guy with the rest of the locker room, except when I turned on you nobody gave a fuck anymore because frankly Jonny they don't and probably will never really care that much about you.
Logan and Obi: I don't do tag team matches often, especially trios matches but I had a lot fun last week. If you guys ever get your idea's straight there's a certain tournament in philly we could walk through. But when it comes to war, you lads are 2 more mountains I need to climb to be the man I want to be here
I have spent my whole time here telling everyone they are wrong about me and continue to show who I truly am but I guess I really am going to have to scar every fucking one of you too make my point
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We re open on Mitchell, he is in the middle of a padded cell wrapped up in a straight jacket and a blank black mask is covering his face, some where in an unseen corner of the room that old dry cracked voice split the darkness
So you want truth do you MR Sythe? Are you sure because what you are experiencing right now is only half of the tyranny this truth really holds
Then another voice chimes in, the same young voice as before also, with the slightly manic tones it seemed to be lacking the first time we heard it
There is some truth in this universe that should never be discovered, one of which is the truth about Jordan Caliban, to hear this means you will never leave here again
Mitchell's dry throat manages to produce 3 single words almost completely inaudibly, where... am... I...
The younger voices laughs loudly filling the room with the high pitched screeches of a bird long forgotten by time and life, the old voice gives him time to calm down
You my boy are in a place that not many humans see, welcome to the Goreyville normality asylum. Now have you decided to die for the truth or continue your wasteful life blissfully ignorant
To be continued
