Garden Warfare (Blast RP 2)

[Mikey eXtreme]

Psycho

There was a cool damp feeling in the air that sent a shiver down the spine of Vidalia. Mikey stared off into the distance as if he was waiting for someone, or something, to appear. Freakshow stood guard in the background, his eyes peering around in all direction making sure nothing would happen to this ka-tet.

mikey extreme: Yes, my lord?

There was nobody there, but Mikey was acting as if there was something ahead of him. Vidalia looked on with concern.

mikey extreme: I am sorry. I know, I let you down. But it was not my fault! I did all the damage to Alpine, and Blaze snuck in and stole my victory!

The dark lords did not seem pleased with Mikey. He had let an easy victory slip past him when Teddy Blaze defeated Brent Alpine in the triple threat match last week on Slam.

mikey extreme: This is not an excuse!

Mikey dropped his head. The Darkness was not pleased and they would not put up with a king that cannot get the job done.

mikey extreme: I understand, my lord. I will defeat Psychopomp at Blast. I understand that if I lose that I will fall from grace within the ranks of the darkness. I understand that my crown is at risk and that my kingdom will be lost.

Mikey stood between two trees talking to himself in the dark. Suddenly, he dropped to one knee and bowed his head before returning back to where Vidalia had stood.

vidalia: Is everything okay?

Mikey looked drained, as if the Darkness had taken everything out of him to be summoned,

mikey extreme: I am fine. The Darkness is not happy, our lords must be pleased this week and they will be. They will be honored to call me King once again.

The loss last week on Slam was devastating for Mikey and he would do anything to get back on the winning side of things.

Something

Mikey sat alone in a small bare room. His back was against the wall as he sat on the floor, his knees were bent in front of him.

mikey extreme: Psychopomp one on one with Mikey eXtreme, The American King of Hardcore.

This match only has one ending. The same ending that Nathan Chambers will feel soon enough. This match ends in pure destruction.

Psychopomp maybe the future of the WCF, he may pay into the cards down the road. But right now? This is MY time to shine. I am in total control of my own destiny, and it does not get derailed against some no name curtain jerk that has stumbled his way into the biggest match of his entire career.

Psychopomp doesn’t know what I’ve been through, he doesn’t know the battles that I have endured here in the WCF and he damn sure doesn’t know what I am capable of doing.

I ended the career of Chelsea Armstrong.

I ended the career of Bernard Core.

And it took Vengeance months to show his face after I utterly destroyed him and took back what was RIGHTFULLY mine, that beautiful masterpiece we call the United States championship.

I’ve done whatever I’ve had to do, whatever needed to be done in order to destroy those who have stepped inside MY ring and this week is no different. This week the funeral comes to Pompeii; this week Psychopomp burns.

And that’s just what I’m about..

It doesn’t matter if you’re a long standing member of this roster. It doesn’t matter if you’re some nu shmuck who just walked in off the streets like Pompy over here, it doesn’t matter if you’re a champion or a legend. When you step inside my ring, you sign your death certificate because I will not be holding back. I will do any and everything that I can in order to put you away.

I will bury you alive.

Psychopomp, you have one opportunity. You have once chance. You can come down to that ring and meet your untimely end. I can put you out of your misery and end you like my boy Z-Mac does to so many people.

Or

You can run. You can stay in the back, hell, you can just take the night off. Go to the local strip club, I mean the ones around here have women with peg legs and hell some of them might not even be women, but, I’m not here to judge you.

You can run, you can hide, the point of this is that you will survive. You will get to wrestle another day. You will get to see your friend and the few family members that haven’t given up on you yet. You can live your life, Pomp, and one day when your great grandson is sitting in your lap and he asks you why you pussied out against the greatest competitor in WCF history, you can tell him ‘It was the smart thing to do, young man, if I had stepped in that ring.. You might not have been born.’

But, he would have been born because we all know you don’t have the balls to well, get the job done.

Mikey laughed.

mikey extreme: Pomp, this is your last warning. Run while you still have a chance, while you still breathe.. Because come Blast, these might not be things that you’re capable of.

This could be your final goodbye.

Mikey’s phone vibrated in his pocket, he pulled it out to read a text from Zombie McMorris.

WREKING THESE FGTS LOL

mikey extreme: Just like Z-Mac drops pipe bombs on that twitterverse, I’ll be dropping bombs left and right in that ring, Pomp. You can try to avoid them, but they’ll come crashing down on you soon enough.

Z-Mac is the greatest Internet champion of all time. He’s the greatest hardcore champion that has ever held that belt. I’m the greatest United States champion, soon I’ll be challenging him for the title of greatest hardcore champion of all time.. But together we will become the greatest tag team champions of al time.

And it’s easy to see why..

We do what has to be done in order to win. No matter what, we walk out of that ring the best there is

Mikey texts back,

WHAT ELSE IS NEW LOL

The scene fades.

The Garden

Inside the mind of Mikey eXtreme there stands a clocktower that sits at the center of Mikey’s Kingdom. The front of the tower is adorned with a large garden with many exotic and deadly plants.

Guarding the garden are a group of garden gnomes and a sadistic imp. The top of the tower is guarded by a group of gargoyles. There is rarely ever a threat to the kingdom and thus they rarely are ever needed, but their importance does not go unseen.

Every so often a fairy wanders into the kingdom attracted by the exotic flowers that grow in the garden. The gnomes hold the fairies at bay, never letting them get past the first wall of defense in the garden. If they were ever to let a fairy slip through, the imp would surely tear it apart before lashing out at the gnomes.

One of the lower level gnomes has been looking for a chance to flee, and abandon the gnome army. He does not hate the fairies that show up, in fact, he is rather fond of them. He is also curious about the flowers and understands their attraction. Today is the day that this gnome, Dimble, has decided to go AWOL.

He has decided to defect and join the fairies across the kingdom and detail them on the harsh truth of the garden and the fairies that have been lost on their journey through. He does not know the consequences for this type of action as nothing of this magnitude has ever happened in the garden of eXtreme.

Now, with all eyes directed towards Psychopomp and Nathan Chambers, the road is clear for Dimble to make his journey unnoticed.