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AerialKnight · **11-17-2014, 09:33 PM**

Johnathan is seen on the plane, sitting in one of the window seats while looking out to the sky. The plane is currently immobile, but he's just trying to take one last look at his hometown before departing to Sweden. He adjusts himself in the seat, trying to find the most comfortable position on the chair. He settles in and sighs in comfort. That is, until he sees that the Cambot is hovering right in front of his face. This makes him roll his eyes, since he knows that the little bot is programmed to record whenever it hears the word 'on', so he realizes that someone on the plane must have said it when getting ready to sit down. He shrugs it off and begins to talk. That is, if the pilot didn't beat him to it.

BING

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the captain speaking. We're about to take off for Sweden, the land with more holes in it than my marriage. Please make sure that all electronics have been turned off and remain seated as the plane takes off until he hit five thousand feet. Make sure all of your belongings are packed up in the storage shelves above you or inside the plane's cargo hold. We're about to take off shortly, so please stay seated once the plane starts moving. Thank you."

"Figures that the bot would turn on at the worst of times. Now I have to figure out how to turn this thing off without making this the shortest promo in existence."

He ponders this for a moment, until he remembers that the machine has a dream reading feature where the bot records the footage in the dream, making the entirety of it a lucid dream. Wanting to see if it actually works, he looks around to make sure no one thinks he's insane. Once he sees that the coast is clear, he leans in towards the bot and whispers a command to it.

"Cambot."

BEEP BEEP.

"Dream mode."

With that, the little bot flies up to Johnathan until he reaches his neck. From there, it injects anesthetic into him, making him grimace in pain and let out a little whimper once the needle enters his bloodstream. Once the liquid is injected, the little bot floats back to it's position back behind a fellow passenger's chair. He rubs his neck to try to relieve the pain from the shot.

"Jesus fuck, what was in that needle? I don't know what it was but..."

He yawns and stretches his arms out, suddenly becoming exhausted. Whatever kind of anesthetic was injected into him, it was really powerful.

"I'm really tired. I think I'm just going to pass out here on this seat here for a while. I can't..."

He yawns again

"I can't keep my eyes open for much longer...I'll see you in Sweden, guys.

He closes his eyes and passes out, his head resting at the very top of the chair. The bot then proceeds to fly up towards his brain, where it latches on top of his head and shuts off it's scope.

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We fade in on a blank white setting with no objects in the fore or background. The bot spins around to look for Johnathan, but it can't really find him in the vast whiteness of the dream, even though it should be really easy to find any sign of color in this world. Somehow, it's really fucking hard to find anything at all.

"Huh, it does work."

The filming machine turns a full one hundred eighty degrees to meet the knight face to face. He has his hand on his chin in amazement that there's actually a feature on it that records dreams. He also has a smirk on his face, knowing that all of his dreams will be lucid when the bot rests on his head, he can make anything his mind can think of.

"Well, now that I don't have to worry about the plane for a few hours, I might as well use the amount of time I have to talk about how little my opponents talked to me. Hell, I don't have to say much of anything since I just about said everything about them already."

"Have you really?"

Confused, Johnathan looks around to see who spoke to him in such a patronizing manner. He doesn't find anyone, which makes him slightly worried before he shakes off whatever the stranger meant by that.

"Anyways, one of my opponents actually cut a promo against me, and he didn't have much to say other than how he'll break my fucking spine, neck, whatever the fuck kind of bone in my body he wants to snap in half."

Just then, the white setting proceeds to crumble into a more barren desert with remnants of buildings spread all over the landscape. A giant's footsteps can be heard not too far away from Johnathan's current location. The Cambot turns around to reveal a gigantic Monolith roaring over his destruction. The knight smirks and nods his head.

"Yep. That's him alright."

The knight pulls out a short sword from virtually nowhere and wields it to take down the colossal Monolith. He then dashes towards him as the giant takes about two steps towards the much smaller man. He raises his fist slowly to squish the knight with his fist. Knowing this, Johnathan slows down to let the giant punch the ground. That is exactly what happens, burying that hand into the ground. He proceeds to run up his arm as Monolith tries to pull his hand out of the ground. When he does so, the knight is already up to his forearm and approaching fast. Monolith raises his arm up and proceeds to attempt to shake him off. Thankfully, there's a copious amount of body fat for the knight to grab onto as he treks towards his head, so he's fine.

He manages to shimmy his way over to his shoulder. He gets close enough to where he can just use the giant's mask to climb up to his cranium. The giant, knowing this, shakes his head wildly to shake off the knight. He gets thrashed around, and even loses his grip with one arm as he gets flailed around, but he maintains his grip.

"You know that you can't win, so why even bother trying?"

"Who the fuck are you? Show yourself, you coward!"

The mysterious voice laughs at Heartsford, but doesn't show himself.

"Haven't you figured it out yet? I'm your self doubt. I'm the words you said when the cameras stopped rolling embodied into a being that hides in the darkest corners in your mind just waiting to strike. It seems that I've picked a great time, too."

The knight is still trying to climb up to the top of his head. He manages to get near the top before Monolith before the giant of a man starts to swat him away, making him fall down to the giant's shoulder. Before the giant can cause any further damage, the knight charges into his ear, sword in hand.

"You know that deafening him won't do a damn thing right? Come Warfare you'll end up being squashed like a gnat on a man's shoulder. Why even bother fighting? Just give up and you'll be spared from the beat down you'll receive on Wednesday."

"You know what, fuck you! It's my dream and I can make the unrealistic real! Once I wake up, I'll have this match won!"

As soon as the sword pierces the giant's eardrum, the knight wakes up from his dream and finds himself not only in Sweden, but also the last person in the plane. The knight is baffled as the bot flies off of his head and back in front of his face.

"I know I can win this, I just know I can."

BEEP BEEP. LOW BATTERY.

The scene instantly cuts to black.

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