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The Confrontation Part II; Joint RP with Psychosis
Topic Started: Dec 9 2011, 12:11 AM (176 Views)
Outkast
NEWera Rookie
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Psychosis stands alone in the ring. The arena around him is empty and quiet. He laid down the challenge for anybody to meet him here and show him they have what it takes. What Psychosis wasn't banking on, was how somebody would meet him if they chose to do so.

Suddenly the lights flash causing a lightning effect. Thunder roars over the PA system. Psychosis looks about confused as strobe lights begin flashing while the sound of cheering echoes. The manufactured crowd response is followed up with James Browns "Living In America". Several scantliy clad ladies march out on to the stage dancing while jugglers, and flame eaters fill the aisles of where the crowd should be.

Psychosis can't believe what is happening. Dogs are jumping through hoops while Seals balance balls on their noses. Soon, a red, white, and blue Rhinestone studded robe wrapped around Outkast emerges from the back shadow boxing before grinding thin air. Outkast dances down the aisle and points at Psychosis as if he is singing to him.

The World Champion makes his way up the stairs skipping a step with pep. He enters the ring and twirls about before dropping the robe and being handed a microphone. He marches right up to Psychosis with a serious expression.

Let me guess. You predicted I would answer you with a song and dance number? And don't you dare bring down my theatrics. It worked for Dean Jones, IT CAN WORK FOR ME!

Outkast studies Psychosis's mannerism as he remains still, not willing to showcase any emotion. Marc chuckles to himself and nods his head.

Well I'm here Dion. I've finally done what you wanted all along... to meet you after hours inside a wrestling ring. I've heard you make the challenge before but what did you expect to happen? Somebody come out here and fight you? For what? Why fight you now when I have the chance to tear you apart this coming Sunday? You make these challenges knowing damn well nobody in their right mind is going to meet you in an empty arena for a fight. This is your way of telling people just how beneath you they are, about how they're all cowards because they chose not to give in to your ridiculous requests. But you know what... I've never been called the smartest so I decided what the hell? Why not see what these challenges are all about. First though I had to choreograph the entire previous number because it was necessary.”

Outkast now steps back, head lowered slightly as if he's thinking before stepping back up and eyeing Psychosis right in his own eyes.

Now what do we do? You have me here. You finally have somebody here. Do we play Parcheesi? Chinese checkers? Whats the plan Dionicio?”

Psychosis stands back and laughs a bit.

Psychosis: For what?

Looking down at the North American championship and then back to Marc a smile comes to Psychosis’ face.

Psychosis: Marc, you did it. Turns out you are weaker then I thought. Turns out you do have that fight in you that I am looking for. Look at you. You came down here, you took your time to give in to my requests.

A smirk.

Psychosis: Are you always this easy?

Outkast just stands there, he knows Psychosis is trying to play him, how much more of it will he take?

Psychosis: I am glad you brought that belt down with you though.

Taking a pause Psychosis points to the World championship strapped around Marc’s waist.

Psychosis: We may as well do the hand over now since we are both here.

Marc laughs at Psychosis who is now walking towards the world champion.

Psychosis: I mean it is going to be mine soon enough anyway isn’t it?

Psychosis stops walking and leas down to pick up the North American championship.

Psychosis: How does it feel to hold something that you don’t deserve? Tell me, what goes through your head every night when you look at that belt and you realize that you aren’t even good enough to look at it let alone be the holder of it. Tell me Marc? Does it burn you up inside to know that the only reason you have that belt is because I didn’t want it at the time?

A smirk comes to Marc’s face, he knows what Psychosis is trying to do here.

Psychosis: I think that it’s only fair that I let you touch some gold that is more on your level.

Quickly Psychosis tosses the North American championship at Marc, it almost hits him right in the face but the World champion is able to dodge it. He doesn’t take his eyes off Psychosis who has now taken a few more steps towards him.

Psychosis: Nice reflexes there champ.

Psychosis once again steps closer and is now right in Marc‘s face, he takes a pause, he chuckles and then he whispers...

Psychosis: Give me my fucking belt...

Outkast looks down towards his feet contemplating something, anything.

"The one thing you're good at besides getting in peoples heads is spewing bullshit all over the place. You've been doing it for years and you still think I'm like them. I've told you, I can continue to tell you, that it doesn't work but you actually think it does. You see, this title I hold in my hands... it does mean a lot to me but it isn't my whole world."

He looks directly into the eyes of Psychosis.

"I can live with myself if I lost this title because I know there will always be another match but you... this title means entirely too much to you. This is all you have left... clinging to an inanimate object because you truly think this title is the only thing that makes you, you. I thought that I lived and breathed this business but I don't. You do. You need this business more than I ever will because this is all you have. You're a deplorable human being Dionicio and I pity you. I feel sorry for you. But even with that said, I will NEVER just hand this title over. You talk about fighting... well you're going to have to fight me if you ever dream of becoming champion again."

Psychosis doesn't speak. He just keeps his eyes narrowed in on Outkast for several seconds before turning to the side and spitting on the canvas. He then smirks a bit before turning his attention back towards the champ.

Psychosis: You're right. I've been going about this all wrong. You see, this entire time I've been focused on that title you undeserving hold... when i should have been fucking your sister raw.

The look on Outkasts face changes finally. It appears Psychosis has finally struck a nerve.

Psychosis: Do you think baby sister is enjoying that tiny Asian cock of Kise's? I can't imagine she would be. Maybe I need to show her a little... Latino heat... if you know what I mean.

Outkast inches closer mouthing for Psychosis to shut up.

Psychosis: Oh does that bother you? i mean, you were perfectly fine hanging Disturbeds bitch over a freeway overpass but how dare it happen to you. I'll tell you what Marc... you hand that belt over to me and we'll forget about ever touching your sister.

Outkast nods his head but without warning punches Psychosis in the face dropping him to the canvas. Psychosis looks up at him laughing while holding his jaw. Outkast hovers over him, chest heaving in anger. He then kicks Psychosis in the side of the head knocking him back over. He then rolls out of the ring and folds up a nearby steel chair. He gets back in the ring and quickly smashes it over the head of the rising Psychosis laying him back out. He then hovers down next to Psychosis and holds his head up.

"You wanted to get in my head so bad, didn't you? Congratulations! you're in my head!"

He then lays into Psychosis over and over again with punches while seeing red. He wont let up as he grits his teeth and keeps punching and punching until blood spurts all over. He finally drops Psychosis's head back and gets to his feet while staring down at his work. Psychosis is lying there in a pool of blood around his head. It pours from his mouth and nose. But he wont stop laughing. Psychosis continues to laugh while Outkast wipes at his mouth and exits the ring.

As he walks away you can still hear the laughter from Psychosis getting louder and louder.
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