The camera fades in from blackness as a stark contrasting light coming from the sun bleaches the screen until the camera focuses to find "The Reflection of Perfection" Talon Wilkinson standing by himself in the center of a beautiful rose garden. He is dressed in a pair of custom Italian made White Dress pants along with a matching dress coat and a slightly off white dress shirt unbuttoned to the center of his pecks. He has a wicked smile on his face as the camera pans back to him. His voice carries a victorious tone with a slight hint of accomplishment.
Talon, “There were pints of blood, there were gallons of sweat, but even greater there was a river of tears… I broke the hearts of the kids who had started cheering for me again, I shattered the dreams of anyone who thought they had a chance to rise up and take over as the alpha male of the HWA, and I vaporized the spirits of the World Champion.”
He steps over to one of the large Rose bushes and inhales the sweet scent of the luscious red flower.
Talon, “Tell me Ronnie how it feels to know you’re days as Champion are numbered already? …Well, I mean really, how does it feel to know the same man who made your reign possible is going to be the one who ends your reign so abruptly?”
Stepping up and smelling another rose, Talon smirks as he continues.
Talon, “I hope you haven’t been lying to yourself all this time McNeil, you know that if it wasn’t for me you’d be out of the HWA and piddling around in Alabama mooching off of your sweet ass wife’s career… You know it’s true Ron-Ron. I talked you out of quitting your job in HWA and I told you I was going to ‘step aside’ because it was your time to shine, I just never told you that once you earned your title, I was going to rip it all away from you because it would then be MY TIME again… I planted all the seeds for Eddie to get up with Hogan, I called Hulk first, and you know he and Senester have history… I talked Hulk into letting Ed think it was his idea to form the nWo, and you know what I did next? …I sat back and watched, I waited, and I bided my time watching the pieces fall into place. Watching your family, watching those close to you, and watching them commit acts that would make Sasha Grey blush. Ronnie you can dismiss my presence around Chrissy and Toya all you want, but it is only going to make it hurt that much more when something happens to them. I’ve been sitting back and playing the role of the good friend, the honorable friend fighting by your side for what seems like nearly my entire time here in HWA, and you were my friend Ronnie, but you never showed me the same courtesy I showed you, when did you sacrifice and put your goals aside to help me? Never, when I suggest we take the fight to Senester, even before this last stint when I was really pulling all your strings, you were nowhere to be seen; at least Eddie had the guts to pull the trigger when I was champ, you though? You sat back and jogged around the local parks and complained about not being booked like a champ, but let’s be honest McNeil, You aren’t a champ, and you haven’t been for some time now… You have been a shell of the man you were 3 years ago when you were going through hell, putting your body on the line, and leaving the arena with grade III concussions… remember those days Ron? I do, you were an inspiration, not to me, I was already on that level, but to the fans, the kids at 4Q, everybody. The young wrestlers of Kaleb and Malik’s generation looked at each other and said, that’s the Gold Standard, that’s the man we can strive to be, he’s legit, he’s elite, he’s not just calling himself names, he’s living up to the billing.”
Talon pauses as he lets a light chuckle escape him while he thinks back.
Talon, “and then you went into that faze of “no gimmicks, no tag lines, just…” well a tag line I suppose, but I can’t talk about hypocrites after Blood, Sweat, and Tears right? …see that’s where you are wrong. ALL OF YOU are wrong.”
Talon’s voice sharpens as he slithers closer to the camera…
Talon, “I’m no hypocrite, I am your savior… Where the others failed I shall succeed; you will soon see that. I am the chosen one, The Lord’s chosen sword to vanquish the wretches and thieves who do nothing but collect pay checks and fortunes but fail to ever give thanks to the one who makes it happen, Senester is a merciful lord, allowing these pathetic meat suits to exist after the sorry existence they call life fills the time slots of his programming. People like Eddie, Ronnie, Hans, Butch, Dredge, Reaper, Buff, Vanessa, Logan, and even I, albeit a part of the plan, have made a fortune by displaying the troubles and drama of everyday life all thanks to Senester’s allowance. He supplies us all with a stage to act out our dramatic lives, whether it’s the pain of a mental disorder in Eddie’s case, or the love affair of people like Logan and poor little Alexandria… ”
Talon’s smirk shows his perfect white teeth as the camera gets in tighter.
Talon, “…Now Logan, I know you are going to play the part of victim, of grieving almost-father, of the compassionate future husband, but you know in your heart that you are feeling a since of relief tonight. You don’t have to worry about waking up to feed that baby, you don’t have to worry about losing sleep, being quiet, or having the Burdon of being a daddy, and you really probably enjoy the fact that now you aren’t committed to marrying the girl you turned from a virgin to a little #####… Logan, you have taken a pure thing like Ally and turned her to what she is now. It is your fault she was in this predicament in the first place, had you worn a condom, or not thrust yourself inside her that last time, maybe Alexandria would have been spared the mental and psychically damaging trauma I brought upon her, but the “cleansing had to be done Logan, you see this is all a part of the bigger picture. What was pure, must once again be so… Don’t you see? You were one of the first Seals that were broken… it was you who directly lead to this moment, and when it comes to pass you too shall be cleansed… So for now, drink your liquor and comfort my sister, but do not deny yourself the truth. Losing that baby was the best thing to happen to you in the past 8 months!”
Talon steps back to the roses in the lavish garden, he again buries his face in the velvet flowers as if he were burying his face between the legs of one of his many female acquaintances…
Talon, “Ah yes, the sweet scent of this garden is only amplified by the fact that I’ve been here countless times over the past six months, and while that is sure to surprise you folks, think about it? No more parties, no more friends, no more 24/7 camera access… I was off the grid for a reason, I had seen the light and I was finally fulfilling my destiny. I Am truly will be your saviors, I will save you all from the enemy you have all failed to see… “
Talon again gets close to the camera and emphatically finishes his sentence.
Talon, “Yourselves! …You are your own worst enemies, just look at Ed! One bad night and he’s back to talking to himself in the corner. Ronnie has forsaken him and it is because when all of you could not shoulder your personal demons, I did it for you. I was the one thing that held you all together, the one cord that held the knot in place and by removing myself from that knot, the entire rope has come undone… You’ll prove my point as you scramble to recover, forming new alliances, mending broken fences and all the while falling further and further into my plans.”
Talon smiles, stepping into the center of the massive garden, the sun shines down directly over top of him between the Towers of Dark Horse inc…
Talon, “My scheme, my vision, and my future for the HWA has gone into full motion, it was formed two years ago, and it began to roll slowly in January, but now… now the dominoes begin to fall, and there is nothing any of you can do about it!”
Running a hand across his chin, Talon glances into the camera, almost as if it were a personal conversation being had.
Talon, “I would apologize for my actions, but there is no shame in finding salvation… atonement has been achieved, and soon MY book will be written and executed…
…To Perfection. ”
Talon’s trademark smirk again twists into an evil smile as the camera pulls back as he extends his arms symbolically as the scene fades.
(ooc note: Wrote this up before the last few posts, not ignoring you guys, will get more up asap, out of town for work so times full during the day)
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