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Post by Vinny Falcone on Apr 25, 2011 19:37:44 GMT -5
You two RP here.
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Post by Alex Mason on May 1, 2011 9:53:48 GMT -5
**Scene opens in an undisclosed location**
Angela and Mason were in what was basically Mason's abode these days. It was an abandoned building on the outskirts of brooklyn. But it only looked abandoned on the inside.
If you went in and up two flights of stairs you would find find a boarded up door and a hole in the wall down the hallway. Enter into the hole in the wall, take 12 steps and reach above you. You'll find a narrow passage way. Climb up and enter it crawl west for a while, avoid the first hole and climb down into the second you will find yourself in Mason's "apartment". Needless to say Mason was still paranoid.
The apartment was modestly decorated. It had several Kendo sticks, a punching bag, other training equipment. By means unknowable to anyone besides himself, Mason somehow got a mattress and bed spring in there. There was a mat over by the training equipment with little to no give. Mason practiced taking bumps over there in an effort to make himself that much tougher.
He sat in a lotus position by the mat with his back to Angela. Halfway through the maze of an entrance, Mason left her to her own devices. She made it through thankfully. But not without almost falling to her death.
When she came in he was like this. Perfectly still. He hadn't said a word since his world title match. This was not like him. Completely silent and still. She approached him carefullly. "Its me, my lord, Ang- I mean L-Luxure." She struggled with the word. She was trying hard not to mispronounce it as it was only a matter of time before-
"RAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Mason roared as, in one fluid motion, he picked up a kendo stick, ran towards her backing her against the wall and slammed it within inches from her face. After a breathless moment he stepped away from her.
"I strived and worked and I fought like a damn mad man. I was 9-0. Undefeated. Untouched. I was the PINNACLE of combat. The biggest superstar in the GWA. Only to be dethroned by some E.Honda look a like!!!!!" Mason whaled on the punching bag with the kendo stick until it broke in half.
"Hear this and hear this good. Its time to re-evaluate strategy, Luxure." he said. She finally nodded. "You will run through them my lord." she said. Mason looked at her for a moment then turned around.
"You are correct. But you think small. Up until this point I have used brute strength to get me to the top. And it has been successful thus far. But the time has come for strategy. Brute force is only part of the battle. No war can be fought without strategy." Mason put his arms behind him as he walked around millitary style with a wicked grin.
"Sun Tzu states in 'the art of war" that know your enemy and yourself and in 100 battles you will be victorious. What went wrong Sunday, Luxure?" he asked. She looked up at him. She wasnt sure what to say. "Tsunami threw you over the rope... my lord." she stuttured. Mason flinched at the mention of Tsunami. "Look closer, harlot." his tone suddenly stern again. "The upper echelon had the majority of my attention last week. They were poised for a take over. And while we stopped their invasion dead in their tracks. I still lost the one thing that mattered.... My world title and whats worse to that fat slob, Tsunami." he said.
He paced a bit before continuing. "My ability at war is a given. I am in fact the god of war. However the time has come for more clever stratagems ...
Hear this. I know not this Paul Rowland. But Vincent Falcone says he was a true warrior. The battle I will bring to my opponents this week will raise to the Heavens where he resides. He will look down upon the carnage and applaud. And if you weren't sure it was happening before. Both the heavens and Earth shall watch the God of war rise once again to the top. Starting with Trip master I will anihilate anyone who stands in my path. You mortals have thrown stones at armed men for TOO LONG. And if I may quote one of your authors. 'Your arms are TOO SHORT TO BOX WITH GOD!!!!'
And when I am done destroying my competition I will hold in my hands the ace up the sleeve contract. And THEN I'm coming for that obese second rate blasphemer, Tsunami. And yes he is a blasphemer because only a god deserves to hold that much gold. And I won't rest until hes given a proper burial in a 12 foot deep ditch in an effort to effectively bury his massive girth..."
He paused and looked at Angie. He reached out toward her and she flinched he stroked her chin and said "My dear Luxure. Me and my forces will rock the very foundation of the GWA. Because the time has come for the god of war....
....To command an army..."
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