Post by Rhaps on Apr 23, 2019 16:34:14 GMT -4
The scene opens in the backstage area of EVPW in one of the locker rooms. The room has been torn apart with furniture lying all around the remnants of the changing room. A sofa has been overturned and the shredded remains of desks, lamps and wrestling paraphernalia lie strewn all about the room whilst a fluorescent light tube hangs forlornly from the ceiling, swinging intermittently. A shirtless figure clad in black cargo trousers can be seen standing amongst the carnage and he is laughing maniacally. A poster is visible on the wall behind him.
The camera zooms in and the face of Crystov Razetti is visible, dressed in an elegant suit. The poster has been vandalised with a Glasgow smile carved across the cheeks, giving him a twisted grin. Blood has been smeared across Crystov’s face and the bottom half of the post is in tatters, with knife marks and slashes cut into the paper. The figure continues to laugh viciously and the camera pans down to show that the silhouetted individual is holding a knife and blood is dripping from the blade and already a small pool of blood has formed on the floor. The figure slowly turns around to reveal the unhinged face of the Safety Ranger, Rhaps. He has slashes and cuts across his arms and torso. He slowly brings the knife up to his face and he licks the blade clean as he stares into the camera.
“Crystov Razetti, what a fool you are. You sit there on your velvet throne and try to convince yourself and the world at large that you are someone to be respected, feared even. Your ego would make you believe that you are not only on the same level as Vladimir Strife but you hold onto the delusion that you are somehow better than the God King. That means, by extension that you are better than everyone else."
Rhaps stops talking for the moment as the shakily held camera approaches the manic superstar who closes his eyes and breathes in deeply as he collects his thoughts. The Rhapsitastic One raises the blade to his face and neatly slices the knife across his face several times. Thin slivers of blood dribble down his face into his open maw. Rhaps sucks up the blood hungrily as and he shivers in delight before he rubs the crimson life force into his teeth and gums before smiling at the camera.
“Rhaps believes that it is time you woke up Crystov. You know that you are not on the same level as Vlad. The Behemoth is a true force of destruction in the ring, the avatar of carnage and you are a snivelling weasel in comparison to his majesty. That is why you have to recruit soldiers into your fight because you know you don’t stand a chance and this all plays into your delusions of grandeur. Rhaps stands behind Vlad because he is a kindred spirit, a brother in the fight for chaos and devastation and the Safety Ranger will be here to convince you of the truth. Rhaps is going to stand in your way at every turn and he will aid the Czar of Scars whenever and wherever he calls for it. The combined force of the Canterbury Carver and the Behemoth will put an end to your regime and there is no force on this earth that can stop it. So, I say to Vlad, break him with all your might and Rhaps is more than happy to carve up what is left."
Rhaps suddenly steps forward towards the camera man who backs away from the Safety Ranger as he laughs uproariously once more. Abruptly, the camera man drops the camera and it crashes to the ground with a resounding thud and the view is skewed to the right. The unfortunate man has dropped to the floor and is crawling away desperately as Rhaps advances on him ominously with his knife held aloft. The camera man slides backwards and an arm raised as he pleads for the Canterbury Carver to show clemency but unfortunately for him, his cries of anguish fall on deaf ears as the Englishman drops over him and plunges the knife into his tender flesh. The crew member’s agonised howls of agony fill the air as two more blows find their mark in his shoulders.
The vicious onslaught continues for a few more seconds before Rhaps finally relents and the poor wretch springs to his feet and runs away in desperation from the room. The Beast Unleashed crawls up to the camera and the final shot is of Rhaps’ gruesome visage leering into the lens, laughing all the while with bone chilling intensity. The Englishman reaches out a hand and wipes the crew member’s blood across the lens.
“You’re not ready for Rhapsy Crystov, let alone Vladimir Strife. Rhaps hopes you enjoy your last few days before you are completely destroyed, because I’ll be here to pick the scraps clean."
Rhaps gets back to his feet and walks from view. An eerie silence falls over the scene before the screen fades to black.
EoT - Comments Welcome.
The camera zooms in and the face of Crystov Razetti is visible, dressed in an elegant suit. The poster has been vandalised with a Glasgow smile carved across the cheeks, giving him a twisted grin. Blood has been smeared across Crystov’s face and the bottom half of the post is in tatters, with knife marks and slashes cut into the paper. The figure continues to laugh viciously and the camera pans down to show that the silhouetted individual is holding a knife and blood is dripping from the blade and already a small pool of blood has formed on the floor. The figure slowly turns around to reveal the unhinged face of the Safety Ranger, Rhaps. He has slashes and cuts across his arms and torso. He slowly brings the knife up to his face and he licks the blade clean as he stares into the camera.
“Crystov Razetti, what a fool you are. You sit there on your velvet throne and try to convince yourself and the world at large that you are someone to be respected, feared even. Your ego would make you believe that you are not only on the same level as Vladimir Strife but you hold onto the delusion that you are somehow better than the God King. That means, by extension that you are better than everyone else."
Rhaps stops talking for the moment as the shakily held camera approaches the manic superstar who closes his eyes and breathes in deeply as he collects his thoughts. The Rhapsitastic One raises the blade to his face and neatly slices the knife across his face several times. Thin slivers of blood dribble down his face into his open maw. Rhaps sucks up the blood hungrily as and he shivers in delight before he rubs the crimson life force into his teeth and gums before smiling at the camera.
“Rhaps believes that it is time you woke up Crystov. You know that you are not on the same level as Vlad. The Behemoth is a true force of destruction in the ring, the avatar of carnage and you are a snivelling weasel in comparison to his majesty. That is why you have to recruit soldiers into your fight because you know you don’t stand a chance and this all plays into your delusions of grandeur. Rhaps stands behind Vlad because he is a kindred spirit, a brother in the fight for chaos and devastation and the Safety Ranger will be here to convince you of the truth. Rhaps is going to stand in your way at every turn and he will aid the Czar of Scars whenever and wherever he calls for it. The combined force of the Canterbury Carver and the Behemoth will put an end to your regime and there is no force on this earth that can stop it. So, I say to Vlad, break him with all your might and Rhaps is more than happy to carve up what is left."
Rhaps suddenly steps forward towards the camera man who backs away from the Safety Ranger as he laughs uproariously once more. Abruptly, the camera man drops the camera and it crashes to the ground with a resounding thud and the view is skewed to the right. The unfortunate man has dropped to the floor and is crawling away desperately as Rhaps advances on him ominously with his knife held aloft. The camera man slides backwards and an arm raised as he pleads for the Canterbury Carver to show clemency but unfortunately for him, his cries of anguish fall on deaf ears as the Englishman drops over him and plunges the knife into his tender flesh. The crew member’s agonised howls of agony fill the air as two more blows find their mark in his shoulders.
The vicious onslaught continues for a few more seconds before Rhaps finally relents and the poor wretch springs to his feet and runs away in desperation from the room. The Beast Unleashed crawls up to the camera and the final shot is of Rhaps’ gruesome visage leering into the lens, laughing all the while with bone chilling intensity. The Englishman reaches out a hand and wipes the crew member’s blood across the lens.
“You’re not ready for Rhapsy Crystov, let alone Vladimir Strife. Rhaps hopes you enjoy your last few days before you are completely destroyed, because I’ll be here to pick the scraps clean."
Rhaps gets back to his feet and walks from view. An eerie silence falls over the scene before the screen fades to black.
EoT - Comments Welcome.
