Post by Mr. Sandman on Aug 11, 2011 6:22:38 GMT -5
"So The Natural Order and The End have common ground, this so called super hero is teaming with the evolved Anti-Christ, I should be in that match, but I am hired by the End and my alliance is where I am hired. So he finally figured out that this go around things are different did he? That Good is evil and evil is good. That is the way it is, but yet we are taught in reverse, humans thinking they know better then the gods, how pathetic. I on the other hand I was raised to take over, and lead the way, I am the one that should unify all nations, all currency, everything will become one. In my world if everyone is asleep then there is peace."
Scene One: "Representing Nature"
The masked figure we have come to know as The Sandman is walking down a path of a beautiful garden. The birds are singing merry tunes and fluttering about here and there. His dark eyes look around the night is setting in and is chilling off the air. Sandman is teamed with JT Starr and Ryan Sharpe this week. For what reason are they fighting? To end the career of one named Zelean White, what has this lady done that she must pay for her crimes?
Sandman shakes his head as he took a pouch from around his belt and started spreading white sand (probably salt in actuality) around a house. This was the same house of the young boy he had 'spooked' a few weeks ago. He has stalked him and watched, they say he has strange nightmares that cause the boy to stop breathing. Sandman did promise t take his nightmares away, so he is putting a protective barrier around this house.
Dolphus Dresden this week is facing Revelation and Raven Trueblood, his hand instinctively goes to the healing stab wound that Mr. Dresden gave to him not to long ago.
Sandman: “Dresden and Crawford can bite me. Though I agree with one unified front for all, I am not positive that Dresden and I are agreed upon and end result, what we do agree upon is that things should be natural and left into the hands on mother Earth.”
He sneered, and rubbed his hand over his bald head. He remembered his long dark hair, he remembered hos people refereed to him as Simon, but now he is stronger, now the world is not hidden behind a curtian. His eyes now see straight ahead of him.
He had finished dumping the salt around the house and turned around as he took out a little book from his breast pocket and then read from it. He closed the book as he remembered the spell just from the words he read. He pulled out a long sword and held it high in the air as he closed his eyes and started to speak.
Sandman: Hear me knights of past, Knights of the ancient law. Hear me dead knights of an english tongue. Hear me knights lost in battle, who's blade did good. Hear me knights of old, hear me knights of lost souls. This night I invoke thee. I summon thee to my arms aid. Hear me knights, a new cause be given. Your body gone now spirit be. Hear me Dead Knights I invoke thee. By your spirit blade I invoke you. By your might I invoke you. By your spirit I invoke you. Come now , follow a new cause, I summon thee. Each of thee I enlist. I invoke you dead knights lost. Hear me and come to my aid. Hear me and fight at this child's side. Protect him from spirits harm. Fight his battles he can not, I say to thee. Hear me Spirits of lost knights, come to my aid, come to my side. Protect me from spirits harm. Protect him from spirits light. I invoke you. I invoke you. I invoke you. I invoke you. I invoke you.
Let my army be done. Let it be ...Let it be."
Sandman stabbed the sword into the ground and then sat down and crossed his legs as he started to meditate.
Sandman: Evie Jones has greatness in her blood I can smell in the air all her talent, yet she like her sister is too predictable. Miss Jones though is blessed, she is blessed to be married and have another half of herself. There is then Joanna Blood..."
Sandman paused as he thought about it, the easiest thing would be to target the shoulder of Miss Blood, she is injured and he can tell. He is also wounded, but not from wrestling.
Sandman: Evie Jones has greatness in her blood I can smell in the air all her talent, yet she like her sister is too predictable. Miss Jones though is blessed, she is blessed to be married and have another half of herself. There is then Joanna Blood..."
Sandman paused as he said this name out loud and heard it drift off into the wind.
Sandman: "Everyone's favorite orphan. Joanna is like me, she knows street style combat. Yet I am still confident I am superior, she has speed, I have power. She has aggression, I have analytical pose. I will fight her if I have to, but until then Miss Blood will just be in my sights. The one I am concerned about is the one with the most to lose in this match."
Sandman stood up and yanked his sword out of the ground and back into his holster hanging down his back. He placed a hand on his chin as he thought to himself.
Sandman: "Miss White, she could lose her job, her career with IWS would be over. Then what other people might not realize is any spell she has over JT Starr will also parish, so she is between a rock and a hard place. If she hopes to ever become a champion again she will have to win this match, if she hopes to still wrestle in this society she will need to win. If she loses then it is all over."
He smirked as the words drifted from his mouth to his ears. He walked on after fufilling his promise to the young lad he had met a few weeks prior. Now what his agenda holds is a 6 person tag match, on one side three ladies with a lot of weight on their shoulders. On his side Sandman seen two men that are light as a feather and soaring through the air.
Sandman: "Sharpe has the age, and Starr has the blood and they both have wit and talent. I have yet to win a match here, it's about time I started becoming the tank I really am."
He pulled up his hood and fades off into the shadows with the scene fading out to black.
