The Dull Axe (SAMUEL'S RP)

[The Night Terrors]

“Never underestimate the power of human stupidity…”
-Robert A. Heinlein

***The MPW camera fades into the Staples Center arena, above the ring as the crowd starts to fill into the arena for tonight’s Sunday Night Reloaded. The mostly fan fans, arms filled with sodas and treats that are well overeaten in this country, and barely squeeze by one other in order to get to their seats. After a moment, a hand reaches in front of the camera, and pulls it sideway. The hand moves, and The Night Terror’s own Samuel is sitting on the catwalks above the Staples Center arena, legs hanging down over the side. Samuel, dressed in his usual black trench coat and his face smeared with makeup, just sits, watching the crowd below him. After a moment of silence, Samuel finally begins to speak…***

Samuel: Look at all of them down there. Even in Los Angeles, home of the “pretty people”, the fat people by far outnumber those fit and healthy. These people waste their pathetic lives, eating away their sorrow and pain, hoping for their magic cure to all of their troubles just falls into their lap, not having to work and fight for what they want. These people probably traded their valuable food stamp money to pay for a ticket just to see the stars of The MPW in force. They come to see The Resistance, Taufik, Emi Yamamoto, and so many other ignorant fools that headline each and every MPW show. Hell, even if they don’t like them, they come to see Iconic Aggression. But there are those who even these pathetic fatasses don’t care about, because they live their lives in ignorance. The Night Terrors are the greatest force in all of professional wrestling, and still, to this day, the people are only beginning to understand our message…

That is why we decided it was time to amp up our efforts. We are not here just to get by, winning each week and moving on to the next show. We are here to bring chaos upon the MPW. To spread fear amongst these weaklings who treat the MPW as their own personal entertainment. And in order to do it, my brother and I felt is was necessary to join forces with one of the few enlightened to the world around us all. Last week, the world saw the start of something new. Something beautiful. Something old in it’s core. Something dark and chaotic. We call it, The Damned…

***Samuel turns and looks into the camera as he continues to speak…***

Samuel: The Damned isn’t here to be like Iconic Aggression. We don’t want to dominate the gold, leaving nothing for others to pure our dominance. The Night Terrors only want the gold in which we deserve, the MPW Tag Team Championships, and we will have those soon enough. We’re not planning on being like The Resistance either, planning on policing the MPW from all that is wrong. The Damned is just an organization for people such as myself and my brother to join, in order to better and more efficiently become the cause of the chaos and pain that the MPW rightfully deserves. The Damned is merely a symbol for the truth of life, that is, the ugliness, the pain, the sorrow. The Damned is here, honestly, for one reason and one reason only. That reason, to level the MPW and start something new. Something better, something truer, something real. You have all heard the phrase, “Out with the old, in with the new”. That is our mission. To take out all of your heroes one by one, until no hope for the MPW remains. Until each and every fat fan realizes just how pathetic and useless they are, and except the one true path of fear and darkness. Last week, we had our start, and it was at the expense of my opponent this week, Tyler Axe…

***Samuel turns back toward the fans, who are quickly multiplying as Reloaded only has about thirty more minutes until air…***

Samuel: Tyler, last week my brother and you laid you out in a pool of your own blood, turning you into nothing but a crumpled heap of bones. You were our message to Crow that we were ready to wage our war of darkness and pain against the MPW. I promise you, it was nothing personal, though I understand why you may have taken that beating as such. I really do. But I assure you it wasn’t. You were just in the wrong place, at the wrong time, with the wrong partner. You my friend, ignored our warnings from last week, and truly believed that you and that drunk Christian Carter actually stood a chance in claiming the MPW Tag Team Championship Number One Contendership out of the hands of my brother and I. Looking back, that means either one of two things, you’re lying to yourself in your importance here in the MPW, or you are just really that stupid…

And listening to your words this week, I’m going with the latter. You claim that I’m going to be facing the sharp side of the “Axe” this week, when in reality, that axe is quite dull. Picking a fight with a Monster such as myself, not a smart move Tyler. But picking a fight with a Monster who only one week ago beat you to the point where you had to be carried out of the ring, that’s straight up ignorant. And you sit there saying that you will get back up, no matter how many times you fall. I’m here to tell you, to warn you Tyler, that you’re going to do plenty of falling tonight. Falling headfirst into the mat. Falling to the power of the darkness and fear that fills my very being. Falling from grace in the eyes of each and every pathetic fan in the Staples Center here tonight. Looking into your eyes Tyler, I can see what you’re really made up of. And maybe it’s just the fact that you are quite the dull axe, but Tyler, you don’t have that many ups in your career to ever recover from the beating you are going to receive tonight…

I’m not ignorant though, even through all the pain that still fills your body from the attack last week, I know you’re going to go out to that ring and “give it the old college try”, leaving everything you have to get your revenge. And I welcome that, because I want to show it to you, that even on your best day, you can not compare to The Night Terrors, nor The Damned. I want to show you that no matter how much heart you have, it will pale in comparison to the power inside of me. And once again, just like last week, I will show the world that you are nothing more than an example to be pranced around for each and every one of those fat, pathetic, loser fans to see. I want the tale of Tyler Axe, when it is all said and done, to be the story about how one man’s destruction lead to the era of darkness, of fear, and of truth. An example you must be Tyler, and I will do everything in my power, even sacrificing myself, in order to make sure that happens in the middle of that ring…

***Samuel turns back to the camera, and brings his fist up in front of the camera, and lifts his index finger to indicate “one”...***

Samuel: Johnny Clash will be the first tonight, as Crow takes him out…

***Samuel lifts his middle finger as well, indicating “two”...***

Samuel: And then Tyler, you will be the next to fall to the power of The Damned’s wake…

***Samuel lifts his ring rings too, indicating “three”...***

Samuel: And finally, my brother will prove he is the most physically dominating Monster that the MPW has to offer when he defeats the Sin City Champion, Brandon Nytrus, in that ring tonight on his own…

***Samuel puts his hand down by his side, but continues speaking…***

Samuel: Tyler, you were in that ring for the birth of The Damned, and it happened at your expense. No matter how you try to fight it tonight, you’ll once again be an example. Tonight isn’t about you earning the respect of the fans, or their admiration. Tonight is about me getting you the hell out of my way, any means necessary, so that I can finally step up and challenge for the MPW Tag Team Championship alongside my brother. Tonight Tyler, you’ll find out that a dull Axe can do nothing to the Monster that will stand before you. So swing away Tyler, give it everything you’ve got. But in the end, you’ll end up like each and every person who has stepped into the path of The Night Terrors, defeated, and never the same. And even these fat, disgusting fans who don’t understand that they should be shamed for living the lives they do, will feel sorry for you. They will pity you. Unlucky for you Tyler, because I don’t feel sorry, nor pity. Only pain, and I’m going to share it with you. But there is a silver lining in all of this Tyler. People will remember you. The “Tale of Tyler Axe” will be shared for generations. Only, the title will have to change. The “Tale of The Dull Axe”. Has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it Tyler? You’re welcome for that part in history Tyler, because it’s the closest to success you’ll ever achieve in the MPW as long as you stand in my way…

And Iconic Aggression, keep those MPW Tag Titles warm for my brother and I. Sooner or later, we’ll be there to claim them as they have always been, ours…

***Samuel turns away the camera, and pushes it back down towards the fans in the Staples Center, who have now filled most of the arena. After a moment, the camera turns back toward Samuel, but he is gone. The camera swings around, trying to find him, but is unsuccessful. The camera slowly fades away to black, once again focused on the middle of the MPW ring…………...***