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John Austin · (03-19-2014)

Come on slave, faster....faster

Is what Christine keeps repeating to John as he peddles away on the exercise bike in their "playroom". This is no ordinary bike, Christine has rigged it up to where if the speed goes up, John receives a electric shock through his whole body. The sweat pours from John's body as the power goes through him from his head all the way down to his toes.

Yes my queen

John continues to peddle away faster and faster. Each time, the charge is stronger and stronger but John doesn't care because he would do anything to please his master. Suddenly the sound of a bolt coming out of the bike can be heard and John starts to slow down. He keeps trying to peddle forward but the strength has left his legs

Not bad...not bad. Take you a break slave and when I come back into the room, we can start round two

Christine slowly exits the room wearing her so ever provocative attire. John gets up off the bike and falls flat to the carpet. He slowly crawls over to the bench that sits in-front of the large vanity mirror. He pulls himself up and sits on the bench. He grabs the towel off to the side and begins to wipe the sweat away. He grabs the water bottle and takes a few sips from it

Hey John?

John looks around the room to see who was calling him but he does not see anyone.

Ohhh Johnnnnnnn?

John again looks around the room to see who was calling him but again no-one was there.

Look in the mirror you idiot

John looks up into the mirror and sees his alter ego, the suave upper class gentleman. John gets up slowly from the bench and rubs his eyes. He opens them to still see his alter ego staring back at him

Man the last time I seen you was before the war that took place between Eli and Theo. What in the hell do you want now?

You just don't get it do you? I mean I try and visit you during a important time to give you a word of confidence. Now you have another important event coming up and what is happening? The same old shit as usual. Christine making you her bitch and look at at you. You can barely stand on your own two fucking feet. I know you have a bad knee and all but damn.

Look man, if you are here to knock my lifestyle with Christine Nash, you can go ahead and vanish back into the fairy tale world with the rest of them because I am not hearing it alright?

You have a match with NeoNero coming up right? and I caught your last promo you did for corporate and I must say, it was very different from you. Not the same John Austin I am accustomed to seeing but it wasn't bad. I have yet to see that spark though that makes you who you are.

Oh no, *laughs*... you see, that spark is in my alive and well man. Just last night I took the time and re-watch some classics from Neo himself. I even pleasured myself to the thought of finally facing him one on one in his creation and as that pressure built up and when it finally came time for me to

ENOUGH! ...enough John, I don't need to know the rest. What the hell has happened to you man, you went from being this hellraiser to I don't know what the fuck. What got lost in translation? I am still trying to figure this out.

There is nothing to figure out because when I become the new "Thane of Inane"...All the questions about me will have been answered. Don't you get it, yeah you are everything I want to be but why would I really want to be a suave businessman. That is for people like Theo Pryce. I am not Theo, I am John Austin and I am one sick fuck.

Well I have seen what Christine does to you so you are definitely one sick fuck *sighs*.. just stay careful when you take on NeoNero. You may worship the ground this man walks on but I don't think you have any idea of what he is really capable of.

John bends down and puts on that creepy mask that NeoNero wore back in the day. He cocks his head to the side as he looks at his alter ego in the mirror. He raises his right fist back and punches the mirror sending shards of glass down into the carpet. Blood begins to form from the cut in his knuckles. The image of his ego can be seen through the cracks....

I have arrived.....and I am ...FOREVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The door leading to the entrance to the room opens up and Christine looks on with concern at her slave. She is wondering why he is wearing a mask and staring into the broken mirror as our scene comes to a close

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