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The Monster of Htaed · (10-25-2016)

RADICAL/HATETHEWORLD/XWF#002

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BEGIN | Slave... what kind of a fucking mother names even a bastard child after a servant of other men. The hatred she must have had for the world, to not even care that her childs hopes from the get-go would be foiled by such humiliation. The torment at school, the refusal of jobs or promotions, what kind of twisted person would inflict that future on a newborn. She must really hate herself, have inner demons hardly experienced by most people. Maybe she was beaten, mistreated, maybe the world kicked her one too many times and she decided her best revenge was on this thing exiting her in some back alley unsterill procedure. Hoping for a miscarriage, an accident, or never imagining she would live long enough given the circumstances to actually have it. Maybe... all of those things are true, maybe... none of them are. Maybe a wrestler with a perfectly normal suburban family became a wrestler and changed his name. To hide the dissapointment. Maybe they don't even know and he likes it that way. Maybe not. But if anyone can relate to hating the world...

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'The Radical' Gabe Reno now enters your world. -- to hate it like Slave's mom.

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-- Walking to his bed, he sets his alarm on the nightstand before laying back with his hands behind his head and the white covers over him. He looks up at the ceiling, he thinks to himself and whispers a loud.

'The Radical'
I hate everything right now... there is nothing I like of feel good about...

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-- He thinks for a second more and rolls over, the light from outside casting a shadow of the blinds over his face, shutting his eyes. -- [Dreamsies * Gabe Reno, fresh into a red and black suit, walks down the alley behind a local club as the line of V.I.P guests stretches clear around the block. Gabe takes a rich puff of his cigar, then walks up to the bouncer. Just like that, he upward palm punches the man shoving his nose bone up into his brain. Without remorse he rolls into the joint as the people in line look up in shock. The music pulsates throughout as he makes his way through a path forms around him; people on both sides turn and gock. He steps up onto the stage, he punches the singer in the face and takes the mic as the music stops, and the all look up.

'The Radical'
Listen up...

-- A man in the front row continues talking as Reno squints, looks, and points at him.

'The Radical'
Hey you, Italian Ricky Bobby, shut the fuck up.

-- The man stops and looks up drink in hand. Gabe takes a cigar puff.

'The Radical'
Now... I am Gabe Reno... Gabriel, like the arch angel. Only I'm fucking not. What I have to say tonight may impact a few of your lives, so you'd best...

-- That same man begins whispering to his friends again as Gabe stops speaking until he is done.

'The Radical'
Hey! BITCH... you fuckin' done over there... speaking. Fuck.

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-- The man thinks it no big deal, rolls his eyes and turns back to talk. Gabe obviously snakebitten hops down and grabs him by the shirt tearing it off, before turning him around and putting his cigar out on the man's face.

'The Radical'
Piece of free advice, BITCH, if you are going to disrespect someone blatantly, make damn sure they can't beat your ass first.

-- His friends all back away... 'The Radical' takes hold of his head and rams it into a speaker five times before hitting him with a knock out punch uppercut to the throat, mic in hand. Reno gets back on stage as the man loses more blood by the second. A few friends inch toward the man.

'The Radical'
No! No one help that piece of garbage. Like I was saying, before being so rudely interrupted... you'd best listen up. I have something to say. I hate you all... all... all... all...' * Dreamsies ] --

-- Back to reality tossing and turning covered in sweat, Gabe clinches his eyes shut tighter. -- [Dreamsies * A desert location as far as the eye can see. Gabe now holding a gun in one hand and a cig in the other as a man digs a hole in front of him.

'The Radical'
That's plenty, come on out...

-- Beginning to whimper, the man gets out and looks up at Reno.

'The Radical'
Stand over here.

-- He walks over with tears streaming down his face, begging for his life and takes a hold of Reno's leg in one last plea for his family and his own well-being. Gabe's black glove wearing hands crossed, cig in mouth.

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'The Radical'
Oh, for fuck sake, die with some dignity.

-- He holds the gun to the man's head. Not sure what to do, the man looks up.

'The Radical'
Over here, I said.

-- Fearfully, he obliges, holding on desperately to the few precious moments of life he has left... he turns finally getting a full view, the same man from the club scenario.

'The Radical'
Face away from me, that's fuckin' weird.

-- Now trembling the man turns and begins full on weeping.

'The Radical'
You know what this isn't working for me... get down on your knees.

-- He begins praying loudly, and annoyed, Gabe walks up and shoots him in the back of the head.

'The Radical'
God can't help you now... help me now... help now... help...' * Dreamsies ] --

-- In reality he is flipping over in bed violently. -- [ Dreamsies * Gabe now stands in a prison... wearing inmate clothing and having his hands and ankles chained together. Reno is walked down a hall by guards. The main one the same man as the two scenario's prior. They walk into a room as a glass wall reveals everyone he'd ever had a relationship with on the other side... about to watch him die.

'The Radical'
Wait... wait! What did I do... this isn't how it's supposed to end...

-- They strap him into a chair and lay him down as he see's his dead wife on the other side with everyone else.

'The Radical'
MICHELLE!? BABY!? WAIT LET ME SEE HER!

-- He struggles violently as she blows him a kiss and various family members begin to weep. Another man stands with tears in his eyes as his wife embraces him.

'The Radical'
HEY! HELP ME! HELP ME! WHAT DID I DO!?

-- Reno recognizes a man in a suit; his long lost father. The guard from before walks over and unscrolls a sheet of paper and begins reading as the nurse next to Gabe puts alcohol on his left arm in preparation.

'Guard'
Patrick Nathaniel Archer, you have been sentenced to death by the state of Nevada for the crime of murder... may God have mercy on your soul.

'The Radical'
DAD!!?? WHO DID I KILL!? WHAT - WHO DID I KILL!?!?

-- The glass is soundproof but Reno reads his dad's lips.

'The Radical'
WHAT!? WHAT HAPPENED!? NO... HEY, NO!!

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-- The nurse injects him; struggling causes the needle to break off and blood to poor from his arm. Nurse wipes it off and says 'it will all be over soon sweetheart'.

'The Radical'
HOW COULD YOU!? WHAT THE FUCK!?

-- His vision begins to blur as he clinches his fists and finally stops as his head jerks back and with his dying sight he smiles at Michelle.

'The Radical'
At... least... we'll be... together... gether... * Dreamsies ] --

-- In reality... trapped in a sleep he can't escape from he rolls hard falling off the bed and hits his head. He stops moving as time passes by. The fade comes up clearly later, jarred finally by a knock on the door outside. Gabe looks through the window and puts up his elbow as if to break it, but then tries the door and swings it open. His gym buddy is there waiting to go.

Friend
Hmm. Yo, homie you ready for the gym? I'm gonna box you're ass into a pulp. RENO? Where you at?

-- His friend walks through the living room into the bedroom and see's Gabe lying face down... he walks over and shakes him.

Friend
Dude you're not even ready yet, what the hell...

-- Gabe groggily wakes and grabs his friend's arm.

'The Radical'
Did I kill him?

Friend
Who..?

'The Radical'
Slave... at Savage?

Friend
It hasn't happened yet bro, but yeah you'll kill him, for sure.

-- Gabe realizing he is back in reality.

'The Radical'
It was a dream... holy shit.

Friend
Oh? You killed him in it? How?

-- It hits him hard all at once.

'The Radical'
I bashed his head into a speaker so many times that he died from brain damage before they got him to the hospital. Another time I executed him in the desert... they put me to death... Slave... I didn't realize it... the guy at the club, the dessert, the guard...

Friend
Sheesh... why?

'The Radical'
Hatred.

Friend
Well... call me nuts, but your brain giving you a vision of killing opponents might not be such a bad thing.

'The Radical'
Huh?

Friend
It's your mind being motivated on what you are, beating them. I watched a show on this... your mind sends you signals when your asleep that are your true desire, hate your opponents all day... you won't actually kill 'em, it's a metaphor... you want to beat him so badly that your mind takes it as actually BEATING THEM BADLY. You're brain turns hate into violence, I once had a dream that I killed seven people while hi-jacking a bus. I was pissed at my opponent, so it mutated into something else in my dreams... so, anyway, you ready?

-- Releasing his buddy's arm.

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'The Radical'
So I should hate him?

Friend
Theoretically... I guess, at least until this match is over... yes.

-- Reno looks at his alarm.

'The Radical'
You're right... we are late for the gym.

Friend
Yeah, we'll go... so how do you feel about Slave now?

-- Glancing up with a disturbing glare.

'The Radical'
I hate him.

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