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W.C.F.Y.A.; Riot RP
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Topic Started: Aug 18 2012, 02:18 AM (70 Views)
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Brooklyn
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Aug 18 2012, 02:18 AM
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Riot stands in an empty warehouse building all alone, a single camera watching him as he walks slowly from the doorway to the center of the empty floor, coming to a stop directly in front of the camera. He looks up and turns to face the camera, looking tranquil and almost pensive.
Riot: So... do we have your attention now?
He pauses and then takes a menacing step forward.
Riot: No.. fucking seriously...
He marches up to the camera and angrily grabs the lens and smacks it as if it's the face of whoever he's talking to.
Riot: DO
*Smack *
Riot: WE
*Smack *
Riot: HAVE
*Smack *
Riot: YOUR
*Smack *
Riot: ATTENTION
*Smack *
Riot: YET?
He steps back, allowing the camera to pick up more than his a blurred portion of his face.
Riot: Mikey... I have begged you for what seems like years...
he shakes his head, seemingly unable to understand why they're here.
Riot: I have pleaded, cajoled, appealed, beseeched, implored, petitioned...
He takes a step forward, his eyes begging the camera to answer him.
Riot: I have cried at your feet, I have practically smacked you in the face and finally did actually smack you in the face and all I got for my trouble was you deciding someone else deserved your help more than me!
His hands fall forward, begging the camera to answer some more.
Riot: I'm your fucking brother, man!
He stands up straight, throwing his hands up pleadingly.
Riot: When did it become all about everybody BUT me?!!?
He shakes his head, still seemingly not getting what it's all about.
Riot: What, Rico gets a little love tap and everybody just runs away? You fucking people didn't abandon Maxine when she went to rehab or when she came out and thought about getting high almost immediately...
He pauses, smirking cruelly.
Riot: Or when she fell off the wagon... again.
He raises his hands mockingly, feigning being apologetic for being offensive.
Riot: Oh, I'm sorry… was that a family secret we weren't supposed to tell everybody?
Leaning up into the camera so all anyone can see if a blur again, Riot screams so loudly the microphone catches static with his voice.
Riot: TOO FUCKING BAD!!!
Stepping back, Riot clears his throat, trying to swallow the building rage back down.
Riot: The point remains the same regardless. She's been getting fucked up on regular basis for a lot longer than I did and yet, I mess up once and...
He cocks his head, incredulous anger flowing out of every pore.
Riot: That's it? “Fuck off, Rory... you're of no more use to me? I'll just go off and be a solo guy now without you?”
He looks into the camera, the hurt shining through and overpowering the anger.
Riot: What the fuck, Mikey?
His head cocks slightly to the right, pain radiating from his eyes.
Riot: When Stall fucked you up, I didn't run off and leave you all by yourself.. I was right there with you, made sure you were in the loop and then we jacked his fucking ass up together! Why wasn't I worth the same from you?!!!?
He pauses, looking down for a second, a thousand thoughts rushing his head at once.
Riot: And the way you fucking people all treated Zoe...
He shakes his head disgustedly.
Riot: Her boyfriend leaves her hanging, her boyfriend's brother leaves her hanging... you all claim to believe in her and yet, when push came to shove, the only one who fucking bothered to even talk to her was me!
He looks up, the rage building again.
Riot: You know, the guy no one else wanted to be associated with because he was the resident fuck-up unworthy of anything from anybody! Zoe gets hurt, nobody even lifts a finger, Nikki gets hurt and holy fuck, stop the fucking presses, stop the world because we all need to get off and fucking jack off to the sight of her broken skull while pretending to be surprised that James Stall was a fucking asshole...
Walking up to the camera again, he points an accusing finger into the lens.
Riot: Who told you people not to trust him? Who said we shouldn't hang with him, back him up or get anywhere near him? Who told you we should just put a bullet in his head, leave him for fucking dead and be done with it?
Stepping back, Riot waves his arms all around to encompass everyone on the planet.
Riot: And who bothered to pay any attention to me at all?
The accusatory finger comes back, pointing at the lens from several feet away this time.
Riot: You people couldn't break your necks fast enough to run over and go..”Oh, he's all reformed now... the magic of Nikki Blaine's wet pussy has shown him the light!” And then he tried to wreck her neck permanently...
He nods to the camera knowingly.
Riot: How'd that work out for you guys? How did picking her over Zoe, over me... work out for you? I mean, for fuck sakes you people drove Ro-Ro to the fucking Diamonds in the Club without his number one Broski, Ray-Ray, even being there! How bad must have you been to him to make him degrade himself like that?
Pausing to let that thought sink in, he looks off into the distance. Disgust and anger washing over Riot's face like never before.
Riot: And that wasn't even good enough, then you people had to break your necks trying to kiss up to these new people like Brandi Storm, T-Lo, Abby J, Dawn Ashby, Reya Serra, Ruby Red, Koko Kasumi and most sickeningly, the Queen... Vanessa...
He shakes his head, looking like he wants to vomit at the mere mention of her name.
Riot: What exactly is Vanessa the fucking Queen of anyway?
He raises his hands to stop the inevitable answer.
Riot: Don't... I know, “Rory.. don't you know, she's the Queen of Extreme and a big fucking deal from that hellhole shithouse for rats and whores known as CWC where's she's a current champion...”
Nodding disgustedly, he waves it all off.
Riot: Yeah, I know she is and I also know that doesn't mean shit here considering James Stall is a big fucking deal in CWC too and none of you fucking people know what the fuck to make of him either! I mean, for fuck sake, that empty shirt jackass Tyler Graves was a champion there too and he meant less then shit here and yet, none of that stopped all of you people from desperately trying to slip into the Queen's crown, taste her muffins and then suck the sugar from her honeypot, did it?
He pauses, smirking slightly and then motions at the camera to zoom in like he's going to whisper some great truth to it as one old friend to another.
Riot: Hey...
He smiles warmly, invitingly.
Riot: La Guera, how would you like it if we decided to crown that other queen you brought here, you know the sawtooth one...
He nods, smirking knowingly.
Riot: You know who I'm talking about...
He nods for the camera to zoom in just a little more.
Riot: How about me and Zoe decide to crown her, wreck her neck and her pretty little face and help her on her way to meeting her precious fucking God...
He turns to face the camera head-on, the smile gone, replaced with true anger.
Riot: We could show her what meeting the real Dawnbringer is like because if we have to live in hell we're gonna make damn sure you all do too!
Smirking, Riot cocks his head to the right again, seemingly almost turned on at the thought of the brutalities being laid out before him.
Riot: You'd like that wouldn't you, La Guera? Admit it.. you like it rough...
He spits at the thought and then glares hatefully into the camera.
Riot: Or how about we go find your little friend and introduce her to the feeling of the Wrecking Ball crashing through her pretty little face? Tell anyone you know, anyone you give even the slightest bit of a damn about and you tell them to stay the fuck away and then... you go and you tell the jackasses around here to quit creaming themselves over the next flavor of the moment because all they're accomplishing by doing that is painting the next target for the Wrecking Crew and Genesis to take down! None of you are safe, none of you are innocent and none of you are immune because we...
He steps up and allows the camera to frame his rage covered face.
Riot: We've come for you all!
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