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Post by AJ on Jul 23, 2016 6:30:45 GMT -5
The Champion'The Archer" Dorian Blake vs. Paroxysm
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Paroxysm
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Post by Paroxysm on Jul 31, 2016 14:29:14 GMT -5
[The fake door trick? Are you fucking kidding me? And it worked? Well, ain't that some shit. I gotta admit, watching Mark throw Aidan like he's a lawn dart was entertaining…
What? Why are you looking at me like that? Yeah, I'm here. So? Look, I know what you're thinking, "but [] hates when Paro's wrestling, so why would [] show up for his biggest match ever?" But that's wrong, I don't hate when Paro's wrestling - I just know that Peroxide won't ever stick with things. Ever. He's great at planning. Wonderful, brilliant plans and ideas. Execution? That's where he drops the ball.
So why am I here? And why now? Why does anyone watch NASCAR? I'm just watching to see the big wreck. And that's exactly what this is shaping up to be. Paroxysm vs a pissed off Dorian Blake for the iWs Universe Championship in a Mask vs Title match. Do you know what happened last time Paro went without his mask? Yuck. If you don't know, you don't want to know. It was a disaster. One giant fucking disaster. And we're about to witness that disaster again. That is why I'm here now. Chaos. I love chaos. There is nothing in this world more beautiful than pure, unadulterated chaos. And that is what this feud has been and what this match is going to be.]
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"Paro this is it! This is YOUr one shot!" Aidan sez as he bursts into my yurt. "This is YOUr time!" he shouts in his creepy late night infomercial voice that we're still receiving death threats in the mail about even though the postal service doesn't deliver to us out in the middle of the desert. It's amazing what people can do with drones these days…
"NOW!" I musta drifted off in thought because Aidz was now inches from my face as he shouted instructions. I was startled and started to get a bit angry but I remembered that that never solved anything with old Aidan Ca$h so I took a deep breath, pushed my seat back just a bit, and responded just to get him to stop encroaching.
"Eazy Aidan. What did I say about blowing lines before noon?"
"YOU SAID IT WAS A GREAT IDEA!" I pondered his preposterous proclamation & remembered that I had in fact uttered those words.
"Shit, I did say that, didn't I?"
"YES! And you were right! It's great! Now is YOUr time to SEIZE the brass ring!"
"Brass ring? I don't want a brass ring, I want the Universe title. A brass ring sounds kinda lame."
"Well… uhh.. Yeah, it kinda does, doesn't it… brass ring… that's dumb!" he shouted even though he was less than two feet away.
"So, this is what it must be like living with Samuel L Jackson," I mused, amusing myself.
"YOUr GOD DAMN RIGHT IT IS!" Aidan continued his coke induced shouting.
"PARO! This is your one chance! Your one opportunity! Do not miss your chance! To be champ!"
"Aidan, that's nonsense. I've already had a few chances, and Imma get plenty more chances. Life is all about chances. And with my health, age, family history, and income level all combined with advances in medical technology and medication, it isn't unreasonable to expect to keep competing at this level for another 15-20 years. Imma get plenty more title chances during that time frame. "
"THAT'S YOUr PROBLEM! Always looking for a backup plan, a safety net!"
"No Aidan, that's just me stating the facts."
"Your 'facts'," he sez with exaggerated air quotes, "are complete bull shit made up by pussies who never push themselves and live in their momma's basement because they're too scared to get out, live, & seize the brass ring!"
"You already tried that brass ring bit."
"Yeah, I know! Did it work better there?!"
"NO!" I shouted back, hoping to get him to stop shouting.
It worked, for almost five whole seconds.
"Shit, I still don't understand that phrase… LOOK! What I'm trying to say is: no more backup plans, no more safety nets, this is it! This is right here, in front of you! What better place than here?! What better time than now?!"
And with that, Mark burst into my yurt with a Casio boombox blaring Guerilla Radio and even I was compelled to join in on the two man mosh pit, thus increasing its' awesomeness by 50%! And after three minutes and thirty seconds, when the song finally ended, and the tape switched over to something that sounded like Aidan narrating a fight between Strawberry Shortcake and Optimus Prime, that quickly degenerated into some odd audio porno with the same characters and Aidan hastily knocked the boombox out of Marks' hands and kicked it until it finally stopped playing and the three of us stood around awkwardly staring at each other, but mostly not wanting to make eye contact with Aidan and Mark slowly moonwalked out of the yurt and Aidan stayed and since I didn't wanna leave Aidan alone in my yurt I too stayed and sat and watched Aidan as he recomposed himself.
And then he reached into his back pocket.
"Paro, I didn't wanna have to do this, but it appears that I must. I see that this is my time to seize the brass ring, to show you how it's done," and he pulled out a pair of scissors from his back pocket, "as you see, these are same scissors that you used to cut off Dorian Blakes' mask, and now I'm using them to free you from your safety net."
And with that, he stabbed the scissors through the wall of my yurt and made a big dumb gash. He hastily pulled them out, opened them, and began cutting along the walls. I jumped up to stop him and he started to wield the scissors at me. I paused momentarily to search for something when I saw the boombox and I was able to push play on his odd Strawberry Shortcake/Optimus Prime audio porno and that served as the distraction I needed and as Aidan reached down to stop the embarrassment, I kicked the scissors out of his hands and picked them up off the ground and wielded them at Aidan.
"Aidan, take your boombox and your weird ass porno and get the fuck out of my yurt."
"Peazy, don't be like that. Let's talk this out…"
"NO!" I shouted and started towards him with the scissors.
"Fine fine fine, I'm going…"
"You better," I said as I continued walking toward him.
"I am I am I am," he finally stepped out of the yurt and I went back to sit down when he appeared in the gash he cut open and said, "someday your gonna thank me for this!" and I grabbed a rock that was sitting on my desk and threw it at him, narrowly missing his face, but still hitting him on the shoulder and sending him off in retreat.
The wind outside started to pick up and I did what I could to patch my yurt up from getting too much dust and dirt and sand inside. And when the job was done, I took a sat and meditated on my match, but I kept getting drawn back to Aidan's asinine antics.
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I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord
And I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh Lord
Can you feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord, oh Lord
Well if you told me you were drowning, I would not lend a hand
I've seen your face before my friend, but I don't know if you know who I am
Well I was there and I saw what you did, I saw it with my own two eyes
So you can wipe off that grin, I know where you've been
It's all been a pack of lies
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Something Ca$h said earlier when he burst into my yurt got me thinking and thinking and thinking… about circles.
Yeah, circles. Circles go round & round & round for ever & ever & ever. Three hundred and sixty degrees of round & round. One degree, two degrees; she loves me, she loves me not. She's got me in knots going round & round forever. But… if you just grab on to opposite ends of the circle and twist one, what do you have? Infinity. The never ending eternal roundabout. Beginning middle end right back to the beginning middle end right back to the beginning middle end. Infinite time. Infinite space.
Space can't exist without time and time can't exist without space…
Back to me though. Right when I finally completed my circle and won the Universe title at Rebirth, Blake showed up with his briefcase and grabbed the circle - MY circle - and twisted, in that twisted way of his, it into infinity sending me back to the beginning. So I fought clawed scratched and cut cut cut up his mask and now we're here. Me and you Blake. You're set to defend the title and I'm set defend my mask. Is this the beginning, middle, or is it the end? It's all a bit twisted up; each part is starting to blend. Maybe it's the end of the beginning; or is it the beginning of the end? When I walk out of Midsummers Scream victorious with my mask intact, with my Universe title on my shoulder, and when You Know You're Right is blaring throughout the desert, and when my sand people are dancin up a sand storm; that's when all will be right, you know? My circle will finally be circled and dotted and twisted and all sorts of fucked up shapes and it won't even matter cause I'll be the goddamn champion of the whole wide Universe. And this time and space there won't be any damn briefcase to twist that up.
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Post by Blake Archer "The Dorian Blake on Aug 5, 2016 23:46:23 GMT -5
That a boy .... challenges go first.
FACT; There are no more SAFETY NETS
Blake remember last Midsummer's Scream?
Yes...
I throw a bunch of trash off my end table, there is a towel over my head because it is the only thing that consoles me now that my mask is gone. Of course Dorian has been mocking me and now Paroxysm joins him. I am prepared for this, I am the champion. I am the man.
There in the mirror I am with my Universe and Tag team championship.... but the tag team title fades away.
HAHAHAHAHA!!!! Shane let us down again, or was it just you? and where were you when him and Josie needed you?
I was upset still over losing my mask, it was not long after Mistress Pain was the Universe Champion that I cashed in thanks to Dax Clark officially freeing me. Is this just another freedom?
I lift my eyes looking at the black towel and my dark hair, peeking through are my bright hazel eyes. I shake my head I refuse to accept that I am in this alone now.
"Archer?" A female voice says. I turn and see Josie walking towards me, I start to shiver knowing she is the one of the ones that has seen me before now without my mask and a little more. What is she doing here? My breaths become more forced and she slows her pace, why is she so careful with me? "Archer I just... I wanted to say welcome back. I didn't feel like I really have had a chance to say it with everything that has been going on. Anyway... You know I don't like talking so I just wanted to you know say that."
This feels like when Nikki was born and the only person that talked to me backstage was Mistress and Josie. I want to say something to stop her from leaving, but my mask... "Th-Thanks."
She stops. Than nods her head, somehow she knows not to keep moving and that I have more to say. My breaths get faster what should I even say? "It's good to be back."
She chuckles and spins around getting right up in my face. "You never went anywhere!" She yanks my towel off my head and I hurry to cover my face with my hands gaping my fingers to still see what she is doing. "Archer you've been here all along! Look!" She grabs my Universe championship and holds it in front of me. I see in the golden hue me holding my hands over my face. I look like a scared little boy, and I hate that. I grab the title off her and get a little gruff.
"That man.... he is a killer. He is dead." I look down at the title and look at myself. My baby boy features have faded and lines have replaced them. I no longer think that I could thrill any girl just with a wink and a smile. Nor do I think that I am dashing and charming like a snake due to my experiences with my ex wife and various other transgressions in my 20 plus years of wrestling. Still I see it there in my eyes, how it all comes back to me seeing this title, how my blood surges and pulses through my veins at the glow of the gold. Oh so shiny!
"Blake... you are Legendary, we will never die. Do not ever forget that." Josie indeed departs with those words. It is not long after she is gone that Mary Jane inters my dungeon of solace. Her perky smile always confuses me. Happiness that I crave to smother to death and an overwhelming pride that she belongs to me and me alone.
"Hunny this showed up at the post office for you so I went into town and got it." I know right away what this is! I grab the box and take it over to the mirror. I am a genius and this proves it how else should I get better at being de-masked than by de-masking the man who stole my face.
I am excited Blake!
I know Dorian just wait till we open this box. hahaha! I tear through it and pull out a mask duplicate of Paroxysm's mask. I place it over my head and walk over to the mirror staring into the face of the man that took mine.
The memories jolt back to me.
Paroxysm with scissors, he is cutting off Blake's mask! I don't believe this.
(Father's Voice: "Those Mexican sons of bitches think their mask is everything! Good thing you aren't Mexcian boy, you'd be a bigger shame than now.")
Paroxysm is ripping it.... "NOOOOOOOOO!"
"Sweetie!" Mary Jane rushes to me and puts her arms around me. I step away from her.
"No I have to do this." I look at the mirror again. "Paroxysm.... PAROxysm.... PAROXYSM!" I want to step into his mind how did it feel to take a man's mask? How did it feel to shame me? I slam the big plate of my title against my face. "How about that Paro? How about that huh?" I do it again, and than grab my head and smash it into the mirror breaking it. Mary Jane gasp.... just like she did when he attacked me, but I don't need scissors to get through his mask. I rip the fabric between the eye and nose. There is a bit of my face that shows, I am terrified and yet angry. This is who I am now, have I always been this person? I must do this for Paroxysm... I must save him from himself and set him free. My chest rises and lowers and Mary Jane walks closer to me, she places the black towel over my face and turns me around to look at her.
"Sweetheart..." She has no words, she knows I have to do this because I am the Universe Champion and Paroxysm will NEVER understand what it is like to be here. Him just like Rabbit, just like AJ Riot will forever be behind their mask. The Universe Champion is the center of this universe and everything must revolve around him or her. That is a FACT gravity would crush Paroxysm.
We fade out and reopen in the middle of the desert with Blake in the dim light of sunset. In front of him is a barrel, he lights a match and tosses it into the barrel letting it burn.
"Many might think I am defeated, but what do you think? Paroxysm not only will pinning your shoulders to the mat prevent a puke like you from becoming the champion, but it will rid you of your final.... safety net. I have talked to Queen Sophie and she has agree'd that this has went on for long enough. When you lose this match you can no longer challenge me for this championship. This title means everything in IWS, the person holding this title is THE MAN even if it's a woman go figure. ... I want you to fight for your life... because otherwise you'll just be another casualty like Rabbit. Do you remember him? How I crushed the life out of him with my bare hands. Midsummer's Scream this is going to be you.... and me.... and four sides of steel. I promise... I will end you."
Blake looks at a replica mask of Paroxysm's and tosses it into the barrel as the camera pans over it we see Blake's own mask burning inside the fire with Paro's. What is going on in the Demon's mind? What lengths will Paroxysm have to push the Champion to in order to overcome his sinister aggression?
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