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Scene opens up to LJ Havok sitting in a dark alley way somewhere in Brooklyn wearing the all to familiar Misfit's jacket with the hood up. He is stroking his thick beard appearing to be deep in thought. He looks up realizing the XWF cameras had finally found him. He lets down his hood, and then he begins to speak.

I am right back at it again. Playing with people's beliefs and letting my love flow. A psychiatrist could look at me and automatically deduce that I have some sort of personality disorder. I am strange. But I am I really that strange compared to the rest of the world? Most of you go about your daily lives in routine never questioning anything. You never think for yourselves. You let yourself be enamored with pop culture, and you submit your will. This goes for the XWF and the world outside of this place. You obey without even hesitating all in the name of security and to keep all the things you hold precious from slipping away. Even the evil-doers fall into that category. This tyranny exists in the XWF.

Your precious king and everyone whom he is associate with are guilty of treason. That's what I have been talking about since day one. And the way Paul Heyman's show is being literally held at gun point is just one of the many examples I could bring up. I could note several instances. But would anyone listen?

No. I am crazy remember. I am the guy who thinks he is the closest thing you have to God. That still is no lie. It is only through the understanding of the universe that humanity can break through the threshold of the heavens to truly know the glory and power of their their surroundings. You can quote me on that.

I look around at who I have aligned myself with, and I am disappointed. These men are talented yes. But do they really understand the nature of the truth that I deliver? Nope they are in the same boat with general masses of sheep. I hope they prove me wrong in the next couple of weeks. You see Peter Gilmour can brag about moving on to the second round in Lethal Lottery all he wants, the fact remains that I am the only one focused. No I haven't wrestled a match in weeks. But I was preparing.

I was looking to the future to Sebastian Duke, which will be a huge task, and a huge accomplishment if I can keep the man down for just three seconds. And from what I can gather about this match, anything goes. Not only that, but it would be extremely difficult for any outside interference. Those are the type of odds that I have wanted all along since getting here. And it seems Mr. Eldridge realized that fact. Either he wants me hurt and out of the company, or he wants me to bitch out Sebastian Duke. I am willing to bet anything it is the first because no one seems to care for LJ Havok. I'm feeling a bit hated. This is surprising because I do nothing but love each and every person in this company and at home. I just have a funny way of doing so.

I'm done talking about the physical realm. There are bigger things brewing than politics. A battle between good and evil, light and dark, and truth and lies. The obvious question on everyone's mind should be "Well which one are you?" Let's do that math. I'm doing the duties of the universe. The universe cannot exist as long as true evil has the control. And lately that is what you have been seeing. You have also been seeing a lot of people taking cracks at that evil force. You have seen an awakening by men like Rebel. The evil force is a king, and I'm not talking about the XWF king..I'm talking about the self-proclaimed "King of Darkness". His name says it all doesn't it? We will see how he deals with the "Modern Day Messiah" LJ Havok this Monday. And trust me every one will see him get punked out.

I am going to show everyone who doubts my words and takes me for a fool. But I do not judge any of you like you do me. I have no malice or ill-will to project on anyone. I just want to project the truth. And if you don't like it I suggest you look yourself in the mirror instead of looking to me as the villain that so many of you desperately want me to be. That being said, I'm going to leave all of you with a quote to dwell on by a man who may have been mentally disturbed, but still was very wise.
“Look down at me and you see a fool. Look up at me and you see a god. Look straight at me and you see yourself.”


LJ Havok gets up off of the crate he was setting on. He pulls his hood back over his head and walks off into the darkness of the night as the feed fades out to blackness.