Post by R. Aiden Torres on Aug 14, 2007 5:24:04 GMT -6
The scene opens up to a far off wooded area. Many tree line the path that has been lied out in front of the camera. The wind gently breezes by ruffling the leafs. The early morning misty and dew still lines the ground with a thick fog that does no come up to high. The sound of silence is suddenly broke through out the land, as a giant of a man walks into the camera view. Mist rises from his head as it’s still clearly very cold from the night frost that has taken this land over. Soon another man follows him wearing a trench coat and top hat. The camera begins to follow the two men. The keep trekking through the morning forest as many can tell these are the men best known for being partners with the one and only Mr. Showtime. Tall one who is wearing pair of jeans with pair of work boots and a t-shirt that’s half tucked into his pants. Spider webs tattoo’s line his arm from the top to his wrist. He is best known as the monster named Rage. His much shorter partner who is trailing behind is known as the man who helped save Mr. Showtime and Fire’s marriage. Man simply known as Shade.
Shade: Have you looked for Showtime any?
Rage: I have looked were I thought he might be. I have come up with nothing.
Shade: I wonder were he gone off too.
Rage: I don’t know and don’t care.
Shade: Why?
At the moment there was a sudden pause. Shade stops quickly wondering if he had said something to upset this monster he calls an ally. Sure many would never consider an ally even in the worst of situations. Yet there are a few who do. This guy who is abnormally larger then most people and has a very bad temper but yet so claim and timid in nature. Far from being a gentle giant though.
Rage: I could careless.
Shade: Lestat and Silver would be upset.
Rage: Let them. I could careless about them.
Shade: But all together we create the new Society of Chaos. The newest and longest lasting group of POW!
Rage: I say again. I COULDN’T CARELESS! (Pauses then with a claim sigh begin to speak.) I don’t like being a part of this because I am friend with Showtime means I have to be in this group? No one asked me. What do I gain of this? Why should I trust Rite of Chaos? What have they done for me? Nothing. If I had the chance I would take them out.
Shade: But you won’t?
Rage: They haven’t pissed me off yet.
They begin to walk down the leafy path. Shade still shaken from Rage’s out burst. He lets the word soak in for a bit and nods.
Rage: Only thing I am focused on right now is my match.
Shade: One with Oni as your partner?
Rage: No. (Sarcasm) One where I take on Bruce Less and kick his kung fu wanna be ass.
Shade: Sorry.
Rage: I don’t know this Oni. I don’t give a damn about this Oni. If he tags me in I will cause mayhem and destruction. I will leave a path of bodies in my wake. Even if Oni if he rubs me in the wrong way.
Shade: No doubt. Though I doubt you need it. I will be ringside with you.
Rage: I don’t care what you do. Be ringside or in the ring or ringing the bells of a church three hundred miles away. Do as you wish. I have no reserves on your actions unless you provoke me the wrong way. Then I would crush you.
Shade: I would go down fighting. You have seen my skills.
Rage: I could careless again. I know you might be able fight back but how long will it last?
Shade: Shit. You’re right. I don’t need to piss you off in any way.
The two men walk’s upon a rubble of a burnt down house. Nothing left but old memories. Rage stands there staring at it. He remembers setting the house a blaze and taking it down to the ground. Clearly burning the bridge with whom ever he did this too. An evil smirk comes across his face as the flames grow in his eyes. Shade backs off knowing what he is doing. Knowing he is preparing him self in a mental state which could be dangerous to anyone in the worst of days. Knowing the incredible strength he posses with in him self. Shade can only smile knowing this means Rage is becoming him self.
Shade: Save some of your anger for later. You might need it.
Rage: Do not worry about what I do. Worry about who I do it too. When I destroy them and make them wish that their pitiful lives would end.
Shade: I feel sorry for the two you’re taking on.
Rage: Reggie Star and Robert Pliskin
Shade: Yeah those two victims. They are going to be squashed and destroyed.
Rage: Why I get a match with them is beyond me. They are no ones.
Shade: True but I guess got to do something with you if you’re roaming the back like a caged animal.
Only silence will befall upon that statement Shade just gave to him. Shade quickly looks for something else to say to escape the awkward silence but comes up short with the words to do so. Rage only turns about walking away with more bounce in his step. Shade only watches when Rage claws his hand as his finger pop with the sound of Rage’s hand warming up for the forth coming match. Rage keeps walking off as Shade follows behind him pulling the trench coat around him. The air still heavy with morning frost. The scene fades to black.
[/color]Shade: Have you looked for Showtime any?
Rage: I have looked were I thought he might be. I have come up with nothing.
Shade: I wonder were he gone off too.
Rage: I don’t know and don’t care.
Shade: Why?
At the moment there was a sudden pause. Shade stops quickly wondering if he had said something to upset this monster he calls an ally. Sure many would never consider an ally even in the worst of situations. Yet there are a few who do. This guy who is abnormally larger then most people and has a very bad temper but yet so claim and timid in nature. Far from being a gentle giant though.
Rage: I could careless.
Shade: Lestat and Silver would be upset.
Rage: Let them. I could careless about them.
Shade: But all together we create the new Society of Chaos. The newest and longest lasting group of POW!
Rage: I say again. I COULDN’T CARELESS! (Pauses then with a claim sigh begin to speak.) I don’t like being a part of this because I am friend with Showtime means I have to be in this group? No one asked me. What do I gain of this? Why should I trust Rite of Chaos? What have they done for me? Nothing. If I had the chance I would take them out.
Shade: But you won’t?
Rage: They haven’t pissed me off yet.
They begin to walk down the leafy path. Shade still shaken from Rage’s out burst. He lets the word soak in for a bit and nods.
Rage: Only thing I am focused on right now is my match.
Shade: One with Oni as your partner?
Rage: No. (Sarcasm) One where I take on Bruce Less and kick his kung fu wanna be ass.
Shade: Sorry.
Rage: I don’t know this Oni. I don’t give a damn about this Oni. If he tags me in I will cause mayhem and destruction. I will leave a path of bodies in my wake. Even if Oni if he rubs me in the wrong way.
Shade: No doubt. Though I doubt you need it. I will be ringside with you.
Rage: I don’t care what you do. Be ringside or in the ring or ringing the bells of a church three hundred miles away. Do as you wish. I have no reserves on your actions unless you provoke me the wrong way. Then I would crush you.
Shade: I would go down fighting. You have seen my skills.
Rage: I could careless again. I know you might be able fight back but how long will it last?
Shade: Shit. You’re right. I don’t need to piss you off in any way.
The two men walk’s upon a rubble of a burnt down house. Nothing left but old memories. Rage stands there staring at it. He remembers setting the house a blaze and taking it down to the ground. Clearly burning the bridge with whom ever he did this too. An evil smirk comes across his face as the flames grow in his eyes. Shade backs off knowing what he is doing. Knowing he is preparing him self in a mental state which could be dangerous to anyone in the worst of days. Knowing the incredible strength he posses with in him self. Shade can only smile knowing this means Rage is becoming him self.
Shade: Save some of your anger for later. You might need it.
Rage: Do not worry about what I do. Worry about who I do it too. When I destroy them and make them wish that their pitiful lives would end.
Shade: I feel sorry for the two you’re taking on.
Rage: Reggie Star and Robert Pliskin
Shade: Yeah those two victims. They are going to be squashed and destroyed.
Rage: Why I get a match with them is beyond me. They are no ones.
Shade: True but I guess got to do something with you if you’re roaming the back like a caged animal.
Only silence will befall upon that statement Shade just gave to him. Shade quickly looks for something else to say to escape the awkward silence but comes up short with the words to do so. Rage only turns about walking away with more bounce in his step. Shade only watches when Rage claws his hand as his finger pop with the sound of Rage’s hand warming up for the forth coming match. Rage keeps walking off as Shade follows behind him pulling the trench coat around him. The air still heavy with morning frost. The scene fades to black.
