Post by Mccollum on Jul 19, 2016 20:17:20 GMT -5
The sound of a shower running is heard as the view takes the shape of a young woman covered in her own Artistic Visions washing her body under the stream of water cascading over her milky skin.
McCollum spins around in his Office Chair, with the footage of him and Keegan fighting still playing in the background. He offers up a sly smirk to the Eye " Speaking of Battle Royals, that brings me to my opponent this week...Damien Drake. A man that came up short in his Right of Passage Battle Royal. Damien, I am not here to bash you or speak down to you like others have done in the past. I am here to offer you a choice"
Slowly the Prying Eye pans out from the Bathroom through the open door to the foot of the bed where we see the egomaniacal Ryan McCollum seated watching the girl like his eyesight might burrow a hole right through her body. He dips a spoon into a bowl of Chocolate Ice Cream, never taking his eyes off the girl even through each spoonful of sugary sweetness.
Somewhere within the confines of the Condo, a Digital Music System plays Shaman's Harvest's " Blood in the Water". The girl turns off the shower turning towards McCollum and smiling as she grabs a towel from the rack and starts to dry off her body before walking towards him. " Like that Baby?"
McCollum doesn't say a Word, he reaches to his left grabbing some folded cash and handing it to the girl. She thumbs through the money, her smile growing as big as the greed in her heart. She drops down to her knees with McCollum continuing to eat his Ice Cream as the sound of his Pants' Zipper going down is heard. The man that has more Mysteries than Sherlock Holmes continues to be on the threshold between Sanity and Insanity. Flip a coin and you might just guess what McCollum you will be dealing with today...Might being the Keyword.
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Later when the Prying Eye catches up again, we find McCollum seated in front of his Laptop staring at the Card for the next Vendetta Program out in Tennessee. In the background, the Eye occasionally catches Mason lumbering by, the Caged Animal ready to pounce. McCollum types something into his Computer, pulling up a bit of footage that was taken out in Atlantic City before he returned to Vegas.
McCollum looks towards the Eye, his long hair clinging to his shoulders after a recent shower following the departure of his most recent pay per play Visitor. " Earlier as I watched a young woman sell her body and soul to me for a few hundred dollars. I found myself thinking about the upcoming Vendetta and how the actions of The Lost have seemingly gone under the Radar. You see that young woman is like every Competitor on the Roster of NGW, they sell their bodies and souls to a man who uses them for his own lustful purposes. In the case of the Girl, though, she knows a shower and some Mouthwash later all that was done to her will be a distant memory covered by the cash in her pocket. While the scars of sacrificing your body for Devlin Scott's Bank Account will last you long after the Bell sounds. Doubt me? Go ask Corey Bull if I am right...Providing he ever wakes up again."
McCollum shakes his head showing evidence of disgust " When I came to NGW, I spoke of an Awakening and was mocked for it. This is your last chance to open your eyes and see that if you continue to follow the almighty Dollar and False Fame offered to you by The Devil Scott. You will end up just like those poor so-called Legends of our Sport battling CTE and trying to sue for medical treatment that is never going to be covered in their lives by the shrewd Promoter that used them up and spit them out. The Devil Scott will do the same things to you if you do not say enough is enough right now and join my Awakening."
McCollum gestures over his shoulder with the Monster Mason wandering by again " Mason understands, and has joined. The man on the Screen before me understands all to well and has overlooked our hatred for one another to join this cause. If you are tired of being held back and used as punching bags so that The Devil Scott's handpicked crew can eat Caviar while you eat Cat Food....Stand up, Speak up, or Shut up. The Lost is back together and we are looking for the Oppressed, and held back who want to see change, who want to experience the Awakening, and most importantly who want to strike a blow for the Righteous"
McCollum pushes a button on the Laptop playing the footage of Keegan and himself taunting each other.
It cuts from that footage to show them swinging at each other, trying to tear each other limb from limb. McCollum watches the footage with a sick, twisted smile before suddenly bursting out into laughter.
" The confused Sheep ask why Keegan and myself would ever join forces again when it is obvious we hate each other? The fact is we do hate each other, but we hate the Oppressors so much more. We have banded together because we want to effect real change in NGW and we know we cannot do that alone. So pay real close attention to what happened to Rob Smith at the last Vendetta. He was just the first sacrificial Lamb, but I assure you there will be many more before we are done. Keegan might be having to compete before the Sheep with the Prying Eye closed upon the Battle Royal but know this. Anyone thinking about joining the NGW right now. The Lost will be out there in full force and anyone that gets in the way of The Madman's first NGW Victory will be slaughtered with extreme prejudice. Think that over before you put your name on the Dotted Line. That's not just a contract, that's a Death Warrant if you attempt to stay in the ring with my Brother in Brutality."
McCollum spins around in his Office Chair, with the footage of him and Keegan fighting still playing in the background. He offers up a sly smirk to the Eye " Speaking of Battle Royals, that brings me to my opponent this week...Damien Drake. A man that came up short in his Right of Passage Battle Royal. Damien, I am not here to bash you or speak down to you like others have done in the past. I am here to offer you a choice"
The smirk grows with each word from the Slayer.
" Six Foot Six, and nearly three hundred pounds of brute force with a name like Damien. It practically screams from the Mountain Tops for you to see the Light and open your eyes to reality. You will never be anything more than a Brute that The Devil Scott shoves into matches to make his Flock of Oppressors appear stronger than what they really are. He will try to use you as Filler for his so-called Talents until your body is broken, your brain is damaged and your spirit is no more. But there can be another way Damien, you can join The Lost. You can stand not against me, but with me. You can experience the Awakening and say no more...NO MORE WILL I BE USED TO MAKE THE TARNISHED LOOK STRONGER!!!!"
McCollum tilts his head back laughing loudly for a long moment before cutting it off just as if he turns his emotions on and off like flipping a Light Switch.
" You can join us Damien, or you can fall to me. I am offering you an escape from the Devil's Damnation. I am offering you the chance to walk with the Slayer of the Tarnished and most of all, I am offering you the chance to look upon people like The Devil Scott, like the Grimes and that little twit Avery Miles, and know they tremble in fear at what we might do next. I am dedicating this moment to people like Corey Bull who have been mistreated and held back. The only question Damien, is will this dedicated moment be when you step into the Light of the Awakening or when your blood spills like a Waterfall. The Offering has been made, chose wisely"
McCollum reaches out shoving away the Prying Eye with it stumbling and then going to static.
*TBC by me later*