Ladies and Gentleman, I said a lot more but then I got drinking and Bob sat on the phone and erased things and then we had to save as much as we could!
ANYWHO!
I am pleased to announce to you tonight that I I will be your phantom. Mostly you Gabriel.
You hear me Ohio? I need that to haunt you, this is your story now, this is what you created, the things that you let fester and decay into madness.
Are you pleased? hohoho... I hope you are dear boy. I used Scythe to get my foot in the door.
AJ! This is not a proper hello. Raven spat at me.
I am sorry buddy, all fair in love and war and something...
I toss down my rum bottle in the alley and it shatters, I stumble and Raven catches me. I chuckle and feel my eyes get heavy. NOPE can't pass out yet more to say.
You want to know what I did for you Ohio? I did the unthinkable... I ruined the central nervous system, I made the entire ecosystem crash. She is all yours... hahaha!!
With further ado.... I give you my scope into the mind of Bloodline.
WE ALL GO A LITTLE MAD SOMETIMES
Miss Jessica looks at her notes, so many papers, so many doodles, the graphite off the boxes and boxes so much black and white, all the gray is so confusing. She could just nearly scream, but she is a more poised person then that. the things said from twitter were like appetizers as she popped in the thumbdrive and got the video file on Scythe's screen to play. She lets him listen to all of what Bruiser had to say and he seems to stay stoic. This makes Jessica frown, really no reaction from him?
"....Disappointing, she a powerhouse, or striker? That is how "THEY" like to speak." She quickly fumbles through her papers, she hadn't really thought of it, most people seem to think of Bruiser as a brawler. Either way she has no time to answer because he jumps right to another thought.
"Ignorant, people are so ignorant... thinking the world must be against her... socialist!"Out in the hall reading her comic book Persephone snickers listening to Scythe work himself up. It is amusing to hear such a roar in this old empty house that isn't just workers getting it ready for the one time a year it is open to the public. His eyes show that he chooses to ignore her out there.
"To be honest I started off with it as a blanketed statement as a test, who is she? To me she just another maiden and I know what that means to me, but what does it mean to her. I was right it means being part of a group, just like an SS solder would have thought, to me my opponents are just as brutal just as ruthless as the axis powers. I did start it off as a compliment. Miss Jessica I came here with respect, even a little admiration for the sheildmaidens after all they have the maiden, in their name. The Sheildmaidens though, what a fraud they are and everyone lets them be the man behind the curtain in the merry ol land of Oz, but that is a bit of another story."
He looks at his mother's necklace, that youth she clung to. Most of the sheildmaidens have evolved past maiden in life, but what about brain, or heart? Scythe is always curious, always thinking always wondering do people have alternative motives? Why are they such a strong group to resemble a crippling dictatorship to him?
Always three sides to things, always needing to pause for understanding and yet nobody will pause for it here will they?
When I look at the sheildmaidens I see a bunch of female stormtroopers to be honest. All that power, all that grip of fear they hold over MHW competitors with their numbers. Where is their wits? I already got one of them where I wanted her, but my little birdie told me the bossman won't stop praising her on some electronic system. Right Miss Jess.""Well Sir...""That is quite alright, not all jobs are meant to last. To be honest I began to wonder lately if all lives are meant to be lived? Look how her juvenile mind already pin pointed those words, put quotations around them and zeroed in on them. Did she read between the lines? I doubt she took the time to look at it from a different angle, you even said that I am losing stock. heh. all the same to me." -sighs-Scythe pushes his sunglasses back up on his face as the sweat on his face is pushing them down. He's already made his choices about what will happen come showtime. In his imagination he wonders about the other variables. Will Lance Mikes still beat Robert Mack? How sad Scythe is to miss that new era if that happens.
"Miss Jessica is this necessary? The Aloysius Marcus Vance number four guy already has me on edge since I found out about him. Becca isn't saying anything I don't know she just has more time to waste on social media and that makes her a better fighter...
Chris Mosh's ego isn't going to permit him to believe he can lose and no offense but I am not going near that masked guy as I said AMV4 which is like an adult movie award owns that dude. I am jumping out if he comes near me.
Nah the one on the money was the 4th of his name, he knows what my eyes are fixed on. The most determined one thrown into this CUP is shouting in nonsensical anger, but that makes you intelligent? It makes you the greatest warrior? Knowing the history of your stablemates somehow grants you their magic? Odd.... if that was true then Raven and Brandon should be super great..... pfft. What am I missing?!"
She gets a look of distress, she knows he is watching and waiting wanting to see Ripley, what will MHW's favorite TV star have to say? she glances at her watch and gasp.
"Mister J, we have an appointment with the talent agent. would you like to go with us this time?" She ask Scythe.
He starts to play with a top on the table with the Fall season approaching he should socialize more. Once winter hits he will not go out at all.
"Very well I will grab my hat and met you and the other two at the car."After an hour car ride our guest are in STONEBRAND offices. This place is gross, dusty, smells like mold?
filing her nails is a young 28 year old looking all skin and bones with long straight black hair. The paper work on her desk could use filed more then her nails, but Scythe ignores that fact because she doesn't work for him.
Metal scatters, a female is heard shouting loudly at Riot from inside his office.
Scythe was hoping to see Miss Lorrie here today, but the girls just chuckle and hush each other like there is some big secret. He always gets that reaction and is bored fast.
!SLAM!"I HATE YOU ALEX!" Says a good looking girl standing 6 feet easy in her gothic heels. Her long black hair split into very long piggy tails. She buttons up her shirt and clings her lab coat together.
"What are you looking at?" She growls at him.
"That is NOT MY FUCKING NAME YOU BITCH!!!" She turn and sticks her tongue out at him like a young little girl. He takes his boot of struggling as she hurries to press the elevator button. Riot stumbles as he pulls his boot off the doors opening and the female escapes into them. My secretary and Driver finally catch up to me passing her. Riot throws his boot as hard as he can hitting the elevator back wall as the doors close. The female smiles widely leaving Riot there fuming. I Scythe looks at him.
"Is that your real name? Funny Uncle Raven's real nam..." Scythe inquires. Riot punches him in the chest.
"We never talk about that, my name is AJ ... just AJ, if you want to talk about my career and we gonna be doing some money stuff yo then alright maybe Mister Stone, or like Riot, Mister Riot if ya nasty."I take a few deep breaths nobody gets me worked up like that woman that just left here, I think I am in love with her, but I am going to keep that a secret to myself probably forever. I have been trying hard to work with Scythe. This just feels so off, he rather respect Riot, wait I am Riot right now. hahaha! Now here he is watching this bullshit unfold.
-sighs-Thankgod I had my mask on, this makes it easier to play it cool.
"Scythe what is up man? This about Zach being on your property still. I will get you a payment my man trust me.""No...I found out you have beef with Dax Clark. Is that true?" He says with no harshness just pure intrigue.
"Hell I don't know dude, yes? Maybe. I am not sure. Dax done hates me and I don't know what the fuck I did anymore. Benson get back to work!" I shout at Sam my secretary, she is one of my best friends and a slacker, but three kids to support and what a nice guy I am so I keep her on pay roll. She glares at me not used to that tone, but we have a real client she needs to act professional and I am sick of it. LOOK how refined and polished Scythe's employees are. I wish I could have that world.
Scythe thinks for a moment.
"I see. I think that we might be able to make this work. You willing to meet with Dax? Why are you chasing waterfalls?""Because I creep! Yea I got an answer for that, and I am the type of guy that ladies go to when they do want them some scrub. Scythe I am not stuck in some delusion I know what reality is and I know that nothing is going to change it. I can play along with the stage that is in front of me doing the acts I want, or I can play the roles people want me to. Is that the type of life you want to live? You can only do some much, I am not a God, I am not a surgeon, and I am not some rich bitch... I am just a dude. Living my life. You ... you are wasting your talent, and BY he is parting away his youth, that shit is gross." I lift my mask enough to spit having the nasty taste in my mouth then replace it back over my chin.
His eyes don't move from me, maybe he figured me out?!
"I am just offering a peace treaty on my terms, take it or leave it. I am not Dax, I am not Brandon, I am me. We have a common enemy AJ. I am thinking more about what to do in order to protect this family, it needs to grow as the world grows. Each day is a turn and we wake up all over again. Do you think on a big picture like I do, like Raven does?"Right now my heart stops, my big picture is Gabriel Ohio, and I am not willing to admit that out loud just like my love for the woman that raged out of here. I am sour that He would pick another to work with, how could that god awful woman get him and not me? I deserved him, she did nothing for him, he carried her, why did he carry her?! I sense my silence causing Scythe suspicion.
"I see many pictures that create an even bigger picture that is why I started hanging around Mile High Wrestling. Raven... Raven is cool he can stay himself. You think I will get a restraining order? I've kept it lowkey, but my I can feel myself slipping. I keep wanting more, to get that attention from the man I chased here. I am not sure that anyone really notices me right now least of all who I am aiming for. I thought about hacking the Spectacular to get Ohio's attention, but that would also get Robert Mack's attention. haha....I am proud of how you two really pulled things together. You think Dax is proud? How you took advantage of Chris Mosh temper tantrum? Scythe you have to fight for yourself, nobody else. Those type of hiccups won't always happen."Again this greedy bitch wants to push? That's what Scythe is thinking behind those honey brown eyes. what chess piece is he in my game he is thinking it, I like that, I like he is thinking what is below the surface. That is in this game? AJ doesn't realize how happy BY is right now, this has raised the Homies moral, instead of slothful parties they have been ones of noble storytelling. I don't take part, I don't need to.
"AJ I am still focused on this battle royal. Small victories yes. I knew what would happen there. Emily and BY apart had more talent then Chris Mosh let alone adding if I cared and The Foundation on their worst day. I feel like it was such a waste, what could have been something people would look forward to in the fanbase now will most likely shrug their shoulders bite into I am not sure, ... an apple perhaps. Then will continue on to the next story. Clowns. I am stuck with clowns. Freaks, savages, the undesirable. Would you be able to look at a porcelain doll with half her face missing or throw her away?
I'm not going to change who I am for anyone but myself, and I am preparing like I am facing anyone of the maidens. See this scar, The Titaness gave that to me but I guess it is faded. It is something that Miranda is so jealous of, why did I let another woman mark me as if I wanted her to! That was over a year ago now. What scars do you still have Riot? You don't hardly show any skin at all, why is that?"There is a long pause and then I slams my fist on his desk.
"Where is that secretary of yours? The hot cougar chick! She tracking what your opponents are like, you think Raven can pull this off? The leader of the Wicked path... hmm.
I got rid of everything that I am to be here, to work on this case. I have no individualism Scythe for you.
What you see before you, that is all that I am funny man. You can take me as I am or go."What a liar Scythe thinks nearly unable to hold in a laugh. I hate liars, myself but I tolerate it for some. I would be lonely if Scythe left, all my clients would be gone.
"Trust me Uncle Raven says this Battle Royal is different, he has been meditating deeply. Off in his mind palace working hard to solve the riddles of mankind. I believe that not even your ignorance can mess this up, he has planned this perfectly. He says it will be a BLAZE of glory unlike I or you have even seen, sounds interesting no?"This time I notice that Scythe seems to find me funny. This does sound entertaining, but he fibbing? I can't take a let down, my mind is about to unravel will all that he has unloaded on me today, is this what his plan was? Did Scythe want to make me go MAD?
" HAHAHA! I will take that bet, Raven is like a craps shoot. He is someone that spins and how he turns out is a mystery. Gods bless him..."So that is where it ended. A flipping coin endlessly going head over tails and once more again. This strange family I followed into this strange land for my strange beast.
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