Post by bad guy™ on Jun 3, 2015 19:24:27 GMT -5
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New Day RP: Thoughts
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Walking through the little park in Ira, Vermont, it's brisk. Sam has a windbreaker on, weapons gone. He sits down on a bench with his name on it to rest his knees. Literally. It has his name on it, though. Sam is the reason the park is in such pristine condition, his efforts over the last few years while small in monetary numbers compared to some kind of Los Angeles redevelopment project, one could say a small dose of philanthropy is on the record of Sam. He pulls his Pall Mall's out of his pocket, he's smoking unfiltered now, trying to get a bigger nicotine high as of late. He pulls a pocket closing ash tray from his pocket as to not litter all of his hard work. He lights up, taking a huge drag from his cigarette, the nicotine rush hitting immediately.
"There is so much going on in the world right now that should be fixated on by the human race. Every day, children are dying of hunger in African countries. And sometimes, if it's not the hunger or dehydration that gets them, it's disease. Ebola, once the forefront of the world media stage has since passed the torch to Caitlyn Jenner. Americans are safe from Ebola, as are the Brits and the West, so since this killer disease cannot touch them, let's focus on a story about a man who wants to become a woman. Now I'm a supporter of anyone who wants to live the life they feel they should live. I won't say I'm proud of Caitlyn for making it so public, but I respect the decision and the thought that we can live in a world where that is respected."
"But what of those less fortunate, such as the children in Africa? Those with Ebola. River Blindness. Ghana Worm. Things they have no chance to fight because no one but a few missions are paying attention to? What about those who were born with such diseases? Something like AIDS? One could argue to boil your water for Ebola, but a child born to a raped mother with AIDS is a child who was given no chance at the get go. Why is their story not told more? Why is the media so enamored with LeBron James, Kim Kardashian's pregnancy rumors and Caitlyn Jenner's sex change; and yet all you ever hear about the child in Sudan with AIDS is when CNN feels like doing a one hour 'Living With Aids' special on a random Saturday night because they have nothing to kill that hour time slot because the Republican Primary Clown Car hasn't grown that day?"
"I'm a Satanist. I believe in self service. I believe in doing whatever must be done in order to attain what you desire. But being a Satanist doesn't mean I'm a sadist. What I selfishly desire are things a plenty."
"I desire attention for those who need it. My desires are at times selfish, like this park here. I grew up in this park. I came here a lot as a child, mostly alone because let's face it: everyone knows I'm not exactly known for my social attitude. I work best behind the scenes in the comfort of my own mind. This place deteriorated over the years, which was why I had it rebuilt. When I needed to look within my mind for what I desired next, I came here. It's nice to see that at least one good thing has come of this world, full of Hobbsian negativity (of which I conform) but still. Wars, diseases, famine, refugee waves...believe it or not, these are the things that enter my mind."
"And yet, selfishly, I have something on my mind that I was just complaining about. Today I am not here to think about a way to stop the outbreak or the hunger, but instead how to allow these fires to grow rampant. Instead of disease and starvation, these fires I seek to spread like wildfire are the outbreaks of the KoKaine Konspiracy and my insatiable hunger to be the man who brings the WFWF to its knees."
"The KoKaine Konspiracy has been taking hits as of late. One could argue that it's running similar to my unfiltered here: it's burning out. Two straight weeks, two straight losses, two straight carpet drags back into the nether realms of the once was. I am determined to not allow that to happen."
"At the Pay Per View, me and Tugarin, and Ante earlier on, we lost. We just simply lost. Through no fault of mine, or theirs, the KoKaine Konspiracy simply got outplayed by the Sh*ts of Society. But look at what they got for their troubles. Josh Dean was forced to relinquish his championship, I'm pretty sure Dave Demento is dead, and Nikki Dean is being fed (courtesy of Trace Demon...for once I owe The Final Revolution a thank you) to Diamond Jack Sabbath soon. She may have beaten Tyger. She may have beaten Whitner. But she will not beat the drum that is The Master."
"And now the KKK is sort of a new. Michael Kyzer, the man I was tasked to eliminate, is now within the fold and is aiming to regain what me and Tugarin lost. Tugarin is probably due for a chance at proving his worth as a singles competitor, of which works to my advantage because if he has success, that makes it easier to bring down Donnie."
"Yet here I am. I talk about all of the negativity in the world, and I end this with a discussion about myself. My loss at the Pay Per View, it happened. I don't like it, but I'm over it. Last week, I apparently have gotten involved with something I'm not all too entirely sure I want to go along with. The Savior. The Former Revolution. The Saint. The Sinner. The four of us are in line for a much bigger story yet to unfold, of that I am certain within the pit of my stomach."
"But until the tarot cards are shown, so to say, I am forced to deal with typical business as usual. Jon Gotch. That sounds like the name of someone who would have perhaps been a big star in the wrestling at Madison Square Garden in Yesteryear. Instead, in 2015, it is the name of a man looking to make a big splash by taking out a member of the Konspiracy; someone clearly above his level in both skill and class."
"With the luck I've had lately, I'm not dumb enough to guarantee myself a win. The Sh*ts are known to meddle in my business. Maybe I win. Maybe I lose. Maybe the kid skyrockets. Maybe I finally get back on track and send his rocket back down to earth Challenger style."
Sam takes his cigarette and instead of putting it out in his case, he stomps it into the ground.
"If others aren't going to care, why should I? I guess some things never change."
Samael pulls himself to his feet and begins walking away, the ash and tobacco blowing lightly in the wind on the ground behind him.
"There is so much going on in the world right now that should be fixated on by the human race. Every day, children are dying of hunger in African countries. And sometimes, if it's not the hunger or dehydration that gets them, it's disease. Ebola, once the forefront of the world media stage has since passed the torch to Caitlyn Jenner. Americans are safe from Ebola, as are the Brits and the West, so since this killer disease cannot touch them, let's focus on a story about a man who wants to become a woman. Now I'm a supporter of anyone who wants to live the life they feel they should live. I won't say I'm proud of Caitlyn for making it so public, but I respect the decision and the thought that we can live in a world where that is respected."
"But what of those less fortunate, such as the children in Africa? Those with Ebola. River Blindness. Ghana Worm. Things they have no chance to fight because no one but a few missions are paying attention to? What about those who were born with such diseases? Something like AIDS? One could argue to boil your water for Ebola, but a child born to a raped mother with AIDS is a child who was given no chance at the get go. Why is their story not told more? Why is the media so enamored with LeBron James, Kim Kardashian's pregnancy rumors and Caitlyn Jenner's sex change; and yet all you ever hear about the child in Sudan with AIDS is when CNN feels like doing a one hour 'Living With Aids' special on a random Saturday night because they have nothing to kill that hour time slot because the Republican Primary Clown Car hasn't grown that day?"
"I'm a Satanist. I believe in self service. I believe in doing whatever must be done in order to attain what you desire. But being a Satanist doesn't mean I'm a sadist. What I selfishly desire are things a plenty."
"I desire attention for those who need it. My desires are at times selfish, like this park here. I grew up in this park. I came here a lot as a child, mostly alone because let's face it: everyone knows I'm not exactly known for my social attitude. I work best behind the scenes in the comfort of my own mind. This place deteriorated over the years, which was why I had it rebuilt. When I needed to look within my mind for what I desired next, I came here. It's nice to see that at least one good thing has come of this world, full of Hobbsian negativity (of which I conform) but still. Wars, diseases, famine, refugee waves...believe it or not, these are the things that enter my mind."
"And yet, selfishly, I have something on my mind that I was just complaining about. Today I am not here to think about a way to stop the outbreak or the hunger, but instead how to allow these fires to grow rampant. Instead of disease and starvation, these fires I seek to spread like wildfire are the outbreaks of the KoKaine Konspiracy and my insatiable hunger to be the man who brings the WFWF to its knees."
"The KoKaine Konspiracy has been taking hits as of late. One could argue that it's running similar to my unfiltered here: it's burning out. Two straight weeks, two straight losses, two straight carpet drags back into the nether realms of the once was. I am determined to not allow that to happen."
"At the Pay Per View, me and Tugarin, and Ante earlier on, we lost. We just simply lost. Through no fault of mine, or theirs, the KoKaine Konspiracy simply got outplayed by the Sh*ts of Society. But look at what they got for their troubles. Josh Dean was forced to relinquish his championship, I'm pretty sure Dave Demento is dead, and Nikki Dean is being fed (courtesy of Trace Demon...for once I owe The Final Revolution a thank you) to Diamond Jack Sabbath soon. She may have beaten Tyger. She may have beaten Whitner. But she will not beat the drum that is The Master."
"And now the KKK is sort of a new. Michael Kyzer, the man I was tasked to eliminate, is now within the fold and is aiming to regain what me and Tugarin lost. Tugarin is probably due for a chance at proving his worth as a singles competitor, of which works to my advantage because if he has success, that makes it easier to bring down Donnie."
"Yet here I am. I talk about all of the negativity in the world, and I end this with a discussion about myself. My loss at the Pay Per View, it happened. I don't like it, but I'm over it. Last week, I apparently have gotten involved with something I'm not all too entirely sure I want to go along with. The Savior. The Former Revolution. The Saint. The Sinner. The four of us are in line for a much bigger story yet to unfold, of that I am certain within the pit of my stomach."
"But until the tarot cards are shown, so to say, I am forced to deal with typical business as usual. Jon Gotch. That sounds like the name of someone who would have perhaps been a big star in the wrestling at Madison Square Garden in Yesteryear. Instead, in 2015, it is the name of a man looking to make a big splash by taking out a member of the Konspiracy; someone clearly above his level in both skill and class."
"With the luck I've had lately, I'm not dumb enough to guarantee myself a win. The Sh*ts are known to meddle in my business. Maybe I win. Maybe I lose. Maybe the kid skyrockets. Maybe I finally get back on track and send his rocket back down to earth Challenger style."
Sam takes his cigarette and instead of putting it out in his case, he stomps it into the ground.
"If others aren't going to care, why should I? I guess some things never change."
Samael pulls himself to his feet and begins walking away, the ash and tobacco blowing lightly in the wind on the ground behind him.
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