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The Mountain - Centurion - 04-21-2020
This is a continuation of my previous RP
Centurion: Our father? Why do you want to talk about him?
(Centurion and Genevieve think they discovered the reason for Centurion's visceral response to the attack he suffered at the hands of Nathaniel Idenhaus. Centurion's previous encounter with a group of Nazis in the CCWF has left a hole, as he was unable to enact his revenge before they turned tail and ran out of the company.
But Allison wasn't so convinced.
We open up in the same scene as before - same forest, same fire, same people. Allison's face has turned serious as she takes over the line of questioning.)
Allison: You were the only one of his kids who actually got to meet him. You were on his property, where so many were looking for him. Talk to us about that meeting. Bring us back to that moment.
------Flashback. September 14th, 2010------
(Once again, there is a flash of light, and once again, we are teleported elsewhere. This time, however, it's not a wrestling ring or any sort of arena. We are outdoors, underneath a gazebo, placed on a pier in the middle of a river. Forest surrounds the river. It is peaceful and serene, with two exceptions.
One is the presence of armed guards at the entrance of the pier. There are two of them, holding assault weapons. They are wearing camouflage, but they have no visible markings in regards to what country they're from. These are clearly private paramilitary members.
The second notable thing is the scene within the gazebo. Sitting at a table is a man, grey hair, in his mid to late 60's. He is in a tan suit and matching fedora with a pair of sunglasses on. Standing in front of him is Centurion. A look of rage is in Centurion's eyes, as he has a pen in his hand and is in the process of slamming it down into the older man's hand.)
Allison: Where are you?
Centurion: Thailand. Somewhere along the Ping River near the border of Myanmar. Somewhere you can go and hide without anyone looking for you.
Allison: How did you get there?
Centurion: I was sent a message from one of his associates. He wanted to meet with me. I flew into Thailand, and an unmarked car drove me through the forest. The compound was something else. The King of Thailand didn't have an estate this nice.
Allison: And why did you decide to go?
Centurion: I heard about the stuff he did to Mom - why she is the way she is. I wanted to confront him - I guess for my own sake. I always knew about the bad stuff he was into, but I always just assumed he would be taken down by the authorities eventually. Hearing about him drugging Mom and putting her in a mental institution, though...it set me off.
(Centurion - present day Centurion - survey's the scene in his head. There's only one way on and off of the pier, and that is where the guards are standing. There is water on the other three sides of the gazebo. A hopeless situation.)
Centurion: I should have died that day. I didn't care. It's not that I wanted to die, but I was ok with it in that moment. I really just wanted to make my point. I wanted our father to know how much he was rejected. How his offspring grew up to be everything he couldn't be.
Allison: You wanted to kill him, didn't you?
(Centurion concentrates on his own face - the face of a man in the midst of anger and pain.)
Centurion: ...yes. If I had it my way, I would have killed him that day. But I didn't come prepared. I didn't have any weapons. Not that they would have let me keep them anyway. The only thing I could grab was his pen - his gold plated, embroidered pen that I'm sure he showed off to everyone who spoke to him. It wasn't going to kill him, but I needed to do...something. I lashed out. Maybe it was stupid, but I needed to do it.
Allison: You did the very thing you always told yourself you wouldn't do - you allowed your emotions to dictate your actions. What can you tell me about Dad? What was he doing? What was he wearing? What was his demeanor?
Centurion: He was a smug son of a bitch. He just sat there. He was so used to being in a position of power that he didn't know anything else. He spoke like every word he said was important. He was wearing a suit that I can only describe as "vintage". It didn't look fancy on the surface, but if you know anything about suits, you knew it cost a lot of money. He was also decked out in different jewelry in order to show off. He was wearing a diamond tie tack, a Rolex watch that had to be close to a hundred thousand dollars in value. His sunglasses were designer. He also had these...cuff links.
(Centurion's voice trails off as he focuses more on his father's hand.)
Centurion: Strange, I never noticed it before. I guess I was so furious that I just didn't pay attention to it at the time.
(The focus shifts up the old man's hand, past the $100,000 watch, and to the cuffs of his shirt. There, it all becomes clear. The cuff links are red, with the swastika of Nazi Germany in them. The cuff links are clearly old, and the colors are faded, making it look a bit off from the rest of the man's high priced, newly tailored suit.)
Centurion: Dad was a collector of historic artifacts. He kept all kinds of old memorabilia in his house. These cuff links were clearly from WWII. There's no reason for him to wear them, unless...
Allison: Unless he was trying to send you a message.
Centurion: He wanted me to know his true intentions. He wanted me to be ashamed of the name I share with him. The only reason he didn't point them out is because he didn't have time to. Our conversation was brief. I lashed out so quickly, he wasn't able to say what he wanted to say.
Allison: Andy...the reason why Nathanial's attack on you made you as upset as it did...is because our father was a Nazi.
------Some hid scars and some hid scratches------
Allow me to personally congratulate Mastermind!
Every so often, a wrestler pulls off an achievement that is so memorable and so mind-blowing that it goes down in history. It's talked about for years, even DECADES to come. Mastermind was able to pull off such a feat this week - one so memorable, it's almost Hall of Legends worthy.
Mastermind...has made Chris Chaos look good! And I don't just mean "competent", no. I mean Mastermind has made Chris Chaos look like a main event superstar. Shocking, I know. No one has made Chris Chaos look good since 2017, but here we are, one day away from a big title match, and somehow Mastermind was able to pull it off.
Chris Chaos delivered a verbal beatdown into Mastermind that should end his career. And it's not like Chaos said anything groundbreaking, but he was able to do two things that Mastermind had no answer for. 1) he was able to string together complete sentences, and 2) he decided to focus on the true MVP of this match, me, instead of waste time worrying about the one wrestler who doesn't belong.
Because for all the shit I give Chris Chaos, and I have plenty more to give him, trust me, he at least earned his way into this match. Granted, he took forever to finally cash in the shot, and he's already failed to beat me once before, but at least he has a claim to the match, and he has some sort of resume behind him that shows he's somewhat competent in the ring, or at the very least, he was at one point.
But you, Mastermind? You're here because management couldn't find anything else for you to do. They gave you a layup for a number one contenders shot, and now you stroll into this match thinking your hot shit, despite not accomplishing anything of importance in nearly two years. And so when Chaos rightfully points out the absolute trash record you have, you try to give some sort of convoluted excuse as to WHY you suck.
"Oh no, you see, I WAS bad, but others were good, and now I'm not as bad as I was, so I'll be winning a lot more."
News flash for ya, mate - I would have beaten the unholy hell out of a lot of the folks you lost to. And yes, I know you'll dispute it, and I can't prove it since I wasn't here and none of us have a time machine. But you handwave your failures, chalking it up to being young, inexperienced, and not focused, and that being in the ring for the past few years has improved your skills. I have no doubt that it has, but the only way you'll ever be better than me is if I start getting really old and my skills begin to deteriorate. Say what you want about me, but you know, without a doubt, that that hasn't happened yet.
I also find it hilarious that you call me a whiner, when you spent most of your television time crying about how Chris Chaos didn't want to talk about you. In fact, your whole promo was one giant bitch session about how no one takes you seriously. Everything you said could be summed up in one sentence.
"Yeah, you all bully me because I'm not very good, but I'll beat you this time around!"
It would be adorable if you weren't trying to paint yourself as some kind of badass. Instead, it's just sad. You're like Peter Gilmour in a stupid ass hat. You keep opening your mouth and getting your ass beat, only to learn absolutely nothing from it.
And I don't have contempt for you, Mastermind. Contempt would imply hatred. I don't hate you. I have no opinion of you whatsoever. Your existence is so meaningless to me that I do not wish to waste any emotional energy on you one way or another. If the XWF was a house party, you'd be the non-alcoholic beer - no one is sure how you got there, but everyone is far more interested in better things.
By the way, Mastermind, Tony Santos called, and he wants you to stop riding his dick. I get it, you hate that I took the belt from him. A lot of people do. But your complete ass kissing of him is starting to become creepy. And this logic you try to spin to discredit me has so many tumbles in it it would make Aly Raisman jealous.
"Yes, you are the Hart Champion, but you only won it after Santos made it relevant, and it's losing its credibility, even though you beat Santos, but that doesn't count because he was already over the belt, even though he hasn't been seen since he lost it."
Mother fucker, you know I'm money, and you know I've brought this belt to new heights. The reason you whine about it so much is because that pisses you off. You wanted that to be you. You didn't want some legend from the past being the one who broke records. We were supposed to be dead and buried, remember? But now we're back, and we're pushing wrestlers like Mastermind into obscurity after having it made under Shane
.Sorry about your shit luck, M. Hey, maybe after this, you can try and win that Television Title again. It's ripe for the taking.
Which leads me to contest number two, Chris Chaos! Come on down!
First of all, good job on doing your homework! You're right, I didn't mention Shane
when I talked about my losses. I did that intentionally - partially because I hate talking about it, and partially because I want to see if anyone was paying attention. And you were! Horray!Though, it should be noted that my tag team partner, Maverick, was different from the Maverick you knew. Confusing, I know. The Maverick I know was a CCWF World Champion that brought The Wildcards into the XWF and competed as a top guy for a couple of years. The Maverick you knew was some scrub who watched Top Gun once and thought the name was cool.
Also, before I get around to defending people I really rather not be defending...you said you beat good competition, then you mentioned Michael Graves. Was that an error on your part? Some kind of verbal tic? Because putting "Michael Graves" and "good" together in any capacity just doesn't work, unless it's the sentence "It would be GOOD if MICHAEL GRAVES were to get cancer and die."
You want to discredit everyone I beat, which is fine. If you want to call every single person I beat a scrub, be my guest. Remember, though, that that list includes yourself. You were also a wrestler who failed to take the belt off of me. And I'm fine accepting your premise - that I never faced good competition - as long as you admit that you belong on that list, as well. That you're part of the inferior talent that has been lined up to get beaten by me. That you were thrown into the Elimination Chamber match for the same reason as Barney Green - to protect me. If you admit to that, then yes, I will admit to not facing any good competition in my title reign.
But I know you, Chris. You're going to make some sort of bullshit excuse as to why that match doesn't count. You want to pick and choose from history in order to prove your point, and you stick your head in the sand when evidence to the contrary pops up.
And what's hilarious is that both of you had to take time out of your day to discuss your win-loss record...prior to facing the person with the most wins in XWF HISTORY. You think I give a shit about either of your puny records? You want to impress me by naming some names you beat a couple years ago? Ok...take a look at the Hall of Legends. I beat over half of those people. So when you throw around names like Mandii Rider and Danny Imperial, like I'm supposed to know who the fuck those people are, remember that there's always a bigger, better name that I can throw back. And I can keep throwing names far after you've walked away from the conversation.
I have to admit though, Chris - you did make me laugh. When you asked "if you're so good, why aren't you going to bigger titles", I damn near lost it. What you're essentially saying is "please drop the Hart Title and concentrate on something else so those of us at the bottom of the ladder have a chance to hold gold."
Why aren't I going for other titles? Simple. I'm not going after the Television Title because I don't want to work Saturdays. I'm not going after the Xtreme Title because I already won it a bunch of times. And I'm not going after the Universal Title just to piss you off.
Not you specifically, Chris, but folks like you. Folks who want to fail their way to gold. Folks that want to knock off inferior competition in order to call themselves champion. Whoever is the next Hart Champion is going to have to fucking EARN it. They're going to have to bring every ounce of energy they possibly can in order to call themselves champion. And if that happens, I will bow to them, and let them know that they dethroned a king, and they deserve the crown.
I'm holding on to the Hart Title because, if I didn't, then we would see a one on one match between Chris Chaos and Mastermind for the title...and no one wants to see that. The people want to see a young up and comer take down the legend and end his reign on the back of sheer talent and willpower. They want a Hart Champion they can build a future around. You two chuckleheads? You would be transitional champions...at best.
If you think Atara Themis, Vita Valenteen, and Ruby are all scrubs, then prove it. Challenge THEM. Beat THEM. Don't just say shit without having the evidence to back it up. I know you want to pretend like they're not in your league because they're women, but trust me - I'd take any of those three over you any day of the week. At least if one of them stepped up, we'd get something new and something fresh. We wouldn't get the same former champions try to recapture their glory by going after someone with twice the skill, twice the experience, and twice the killer instinct they have. Oh, and one last thing.
"I noticed Main and Noah and Santos didn't take your title from you, did they? How convenient."
Dude...you're a dumbass. All three of those folks beat me BEFORE I became champion. Since I've won the belt, I haven't lost a single match. I would have no problem facing Noah, or Santos, or even Main again for the belt. But your implication here is just...beyond baffling. Yeah, none of the wrestlers who beat me took the title from me. Weird how a title doesn't change hands in a match you lose before you even win the title. That's so interesting. It HAS to be some kind of conspiracy! That's the only thing that makes sense, since Chris Chaos doesn't know what a timeline is.
Man, it's weird going from Tristan Slater to these two fucks. Slater at least brought energy. He brought fire. These two are just bringing bullshit.
The Creature and the Mastermind, eh? Cute. I have a nickname of my own that you can keep calling me after Wednesday.
Champ.