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The Call Of The Press; [Showdown 14 - RP 2]
Topic Started: Feb 1 2008, 05:17 AM (114 Views)
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The battleground sits in front of me.

The bright lights.

The bustling crowd.

The spectacle.

None of it is here. The Goodfellas Casino Arena sits empty and dead, except for me... and me... well, I can never really tell.

I could be dreaming.

But this feels far too real. This Sunday I will fight three other men and attempt to fulfill part of my destiny. This I am positive of.

And the battle will take place here.

This too I am almost positive of.

From my seat in the distant shadows I watch the ring silently, waiting, thinking. It looks beautiful in the dim service lighting and there is definitely a stillness here. A stillness which is broken by a pleasant female voice.


Woman: Hello? Night?

In the distance I see the woman searching for me. I stand silently and move towards her as she approaches the ring.

I am not trying to be silent, I willfully allow her to see me, but I'm not sure she has yet.


Woman: Hello? Mr. Miyamoto? My name is Emma Cook... I'm with the Nevada Tribune... I called you earlier about an interview?

I'm nearly to the ring and I'm sure she hasn't seen me yet. Do I blend into darkness that easily these days?

Am I really here or dreaming this?

I hope this is reality. For the first time in a long time I feel hungry and passionate for something.

I feel awake.

Ms. Cook mutters something under her breath as I slide over the ring barrier.


Emma Cook: Night? You asked me to meet you h--

Ah there. She's spotted me.

And I made it all the way to her side before she did.

I must blend in that easily.

Hah.


Emma Cook: AH! You startled me! Hasn't anyone ever told you it's rude to sneak up on people?

Actually they have. But I didn't intend to sneak.

Remembering my manners. I bow apologetically.


Night: My apologies, Ms. Cook. It was not my intention to sneak. I seem to have forgotten how quiet I am.

She seems taken aback at this. What a curious woman.

Emma Cook: Forgotten how quiet you are?

She's got it. I nod.

Emma Cook: Uh. Right. Ok. Well anyway - you had a bit of a rocky start with the Sanctioned Violence Organization...

I have?

Night: I'm sorry to interrupt, Ms. Cook - but would you mind elaborating a little? I find 'rocky start' to be a little vague.

She looks at me with a mixture of confusion and amusement.

Let's call it 'confusement'.

What a strange interview.


Emma Cook: By shaky start I was referring to: a pinfall loss to current Las Vegas Champion, Brock Alyas en route to his winning the title and a disqualification loss to Johnny All-Star.

I thought I dreamt those...

Still, I nod in agreement. Just nod and smile.


Emma Cook: Since then you've had a better run with a pinfall victory over current International Champion, Alex Ross, in a hardcore match and then last weekend you were a member of the sVo survival series team--

Night: Wasn't I pinned?

She looks confused again. Uh... have I offended her?

Think quickly...

Uh...


Night: Sorry to interrupt?

...

Emma Cook: That's... that's ok.

Phew.

Emma Cook: You were pinned.

Night: Right... so didn't I lose?

Hmm... she seems speechless at this...

... interesting.


Emma Cook: No. Well, I guess maybe, in a way. But your team won - so it'll count as a win officially.

Night: Oh. Fair enough. What was your question?

Emma Cook: Uh... I. Oh, right - my question was, 'what do you attribute as the main factor for finding your feet here in sVo finally?'

Night: I'm assuming you don't mean that in a literal sense, as I never lost them. So to answer what I'm assuming your question is... let's say... good advice?

Emma Cook: From?

Night: Lots of people. My old teacher, my parents, myself, the archbishop--

Emma Cook: You're referring to that character you've been talking about from your dreams?

How many archbishops do I know?

Just the one I think.

I nod.


Emma Cook: Mr. Miyamoto, if I may ask a personal question?

Night: All questions are personal to an extent, Ms. Cook. You may ask.

Emma Cook: Have you considered seeking psychiatric help? I'm sure it's none too healthy to be taking advice from characters created by your self-conscious?

Hmm?

Night: Why?

Emma Cook: Because it's not real!

...

Perhaps I've given her too much credit.


Night: Well let me ask you this, Ms. Cook. Am I real?

Emma Cook: Y... what kind of question is that? Of course you are.

Night: So why are my dreams any less real than I am? Why am I considered crazy for following them? For living them. Have you not ever considered that the sub-conscious is always present and dreams are the purest forms of it which we can experience? That by listening to our dreams we can TRULY hear what we want... what we need to do.

I live a life where dreams and reality are separated by an indistinct and heavily blurred line.

It's true, I sometimes may not know which side of the line I walk on - but I ask you... is it really that different?

I woke from my dream this morning knowing precisely what I have to do. I know what's in store and I know why I do what I do.

Which is more I can say for SOME people who claim to be in the waking at all times.

And again she looks surprised. What a shocker.

She's surprised when I am with my dreams.

She's surprised when I am answering her clearly.

I am truly disappointed, when we had spoken earlier I consented to the interview on the premise that she understood where I was coming from and I wouldn't be subjected to this same, bizarre questioning as I always am.


Night: I've grown tired and frankly deaf to cries of 'he's only dreaming' or claims that I know nothing of the 'real world'.

But the last time I checked, in my last singles match I defeated a champion - in the last match I was involved with, we won.

So people can believe what they will, it matters not to me. In a few days the only thing that will be real to everyone, but three men in particular is that there will be a NEW sVo Hardcore Champion...

... Night.

I'm tired of this.

Night: Now, if you'll excuse me Ms. Cook, I have matters which need attending.

I must be more careful which interviews I agree too from now on.

That was endlessly frustrating.

As I glide back into the shadows and out of Ms. Cook's view I can hear her call after me.


Emma Cook: But, I still have questions I need you to answer for the article...

Somehow I don't see it happening.

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