Post by Shane Sullivan on Feb 5, 2018 22:52:18 GMT -5
Something is Wrong (Chapter 1)
"Everything is wrong. My room, its wrong, my face, wrong. Everything, it's just wrong. I know it. Things should have never been like this. It was supposed to be different."
A man in his early twenties, living in a broken down apartment building on Maffei II, stares at his holo-vid screen. It is cracked and the color is faded from years of over use. The tech is so outdated it can barely stream the ultra 4d VR stream. Two men are grappling in a ring, the CPC logo can be seen from time to time in the middle. A man with a handlebar mustache is handling a man dressed like an ancient Mongol Warrior roughly, slamming him to the mat. A few minutes later the grappler with the mustache smiles at the camera and twirls his finger around one side it. He grabs the Mongols trapezes and squeezes with so much pressure it causes the Mongol to scream in agony. The Mongol tries to reach the ropes in a vain attempt at a rope break, but instead stops his attempt to get away and slams his hand in rapid succession. This action calls an end to the bout via tap out submission. The winning wrestler jumps to his feet in triumph as the referee quickly hands him a giant gold belt, to which he wraps around his waist and puffs out his chest to an adoring public. The crowd is going nuts, chanting “CPC” over and over as he waves and smiles.
The young man kicks at a small table, causing it to slam into the Holo-vid, thus causing it to short out. The room falls to blackness and only heavy breathing can be heard.
"It wasn't supposed to be like this. I know it. I was supposed to be someone. Cosmos should be a household name. I could have been the champion....I could have been someone, not this broken thing."
We leave the poor broken retch to the locker room of the aforementioned CPC, celebrating his win over Genghis Khan.
A young reporter with a limp runs up to CPC, otherwise known as Carson P. Century, the longest reigning GWF/CPC Champion in history, seven years and counting.
"CPC! Sir! You did it again! One of the biggest threats to your title reign since Omega and you put him away in fifteen minutes! He had never been defeated in combat here in the GWF..er I mean CPC, but you sir were magnificent. What is next for Carson P Century?"
CPC stares into the camera and twirls his mustache.
"CPC has done everything there is to do here in CPC. CPC has defeated the greats in the old GWF, like Omega, Silvar, Renegade and Vanity. CPC has taken out all challenges to his belt, like Plethador, Ursa Major, the twin monsters Black Hole Bart and Astro Turk. CPC has even choked out Pollux, Pulsar and Reptillo the Destroyer. CPC has been fighting all comers in this fed and the last seven years CPC has done it all. There are no more challengers are challengers left to conquer. CPC has brought in every major wrestler, fighter and monster CPC could find out in the galaxy. CPC thinks it is time for this old man to hang up his boots and retire. Give some of these young bucks a chance to lead the CPC for a while. CPC would like to maybe work in the front office for a while, see if CPC can't help develop some of this upcoming talent. Maybe find some new talent. Travel a bit, be with CPC's wife Ms. Liberty for a while, Go wherever the wind takes CPC. If there is anything CPC learned is there is always time, but time is not always there, I think I need to spend some time away."
As CPC is speaking a man wearing an old GWF logo shirt starts yelling. "You're a fraud! You don't challenge the best! Why don't you take on true wrestlers like Chaos and Matador of M83? Because they would crush you! You hack! Genghis Khan?! He can barely move! You’re beating lesser men! BOOOO!!! You suck!"
CPC is shaken by this and waves one last time at the crowd and hurries away.
We leave the champ and head to Neverwhere. Location: Outside of time. Bigfoot, Actagon and Proteus sit at a table of ten otherworldly beings.
"Time is Broken" Says an incredible being that shifts into different beings every few seconds.
"Carson P. Century has made a play thing of time. He is taking men into the past or into the future to set up his continued streak of winning matches, He has demolished the time line. We have to fix this before Black Death arrives or all of this will have been for not!" Solaris slams his hand down on the dais of tables for emphasis.
"Not to mention the pain and suffering he has caused to, to many warriors with his shenanigans in the time stream. He must be stopped." Says a huge squid like creature.
"Send Pride to stop him." Says a woman in white whose face is impossible to bring into focus.
"Send Cephus O' Reilly, he’s fun. " Says a bird like creature with two heads.
"No...gawd that would be way worse. Could you imagine Cephus as GWF champion? Time would literally end." A man resembling a roman soldier from earth says quickly.
"Send in Kill Prey." Bigfoot says.
"No, we need to redeem Thantos, as much as it pains me, Cosmos must become Thantos. Star Warrior must be found. This timeline needs to be put back right. Thantos, Cosmos as he's called now.....must rise up and become what he was supposed to have become. He can defeat CPC and end this charade." Actagon sits back down.
"Agreed." Says the shifting man.
The ten beings shimmer and are no more in Neverwhere.
Cosmos is laying in his bed. His knee wrapped in ice as he tries to sleep. A bright light comes into his room and Solaris stands at the foot of his bed.
"It is time."
"Everything is wrong. My room, its wrong, my face, wrong. Everything, it's just wrong. I know it. Things should have never been like this. It was supposed to be different."
A man in his early twenties, living in a broken down apartment building on Maffei II, stares at his holo-vid screen. It is cracked and the color is faded from years of over use. The tech is so outdated it can barely stream the ultra 4d VR stream. Two men are grappling in a ring, the CPC logo can be seen from time to time in the middle. A man with a handlebar mustache is handling a man dressed like an ancient Mongol Warrior roughly, slamming him to the mat. A few minutes later the grappler with the mustache smiles at the camera and twirls his finger around one side it. He grabs the Mongols trapezes and squeezes with so much pressure it causes the Mongol to scream in agony. The Mongol tries to reach the ropes in a vain attempt at a rope break, but instead stops his attempt to get away and slams his hand in rapid succession. This action calls an end to the bout via tap out submission. The winning wrestler jumps to his feet in triumph as the referee quickly hands him a giant gold belt, to which he wraps around his waist and puffs out his chest to an adoring public. The crowd is going nuts, chanting “CPC” over and over as he waves and smiles.
The young man kicks at a small table, causing it to slam into the Holo-vid, thus causing it to short out. The room falls to blackness and only heavy breathing can be heard.
"It wasn't supposed to be like this. I know it. I was supposed to be someone. Cosmos should be a household name. I could have been the champion....I could have been someone, not this broken thing."
We leave the poor broken retch to the locker room of the aforementioned CPC, celebrating his win over Genghis Khan.
A young reporter with a limp runs up to CPC, otherwise known as Carson P. Century, the longest reigning GWF/CPC Champion in history, seven years and counting.
"CPC! Sir! You did it again! One of the biggest threats to your title reign since Omega and you put him away in fifteen minutes! He had never been defeated in combat here in the GWF..er I mean CPC, but you sir were magnificent. What is next for Carson P Century?"
CPC stares into the camera and twirls his mustache.
"CPC has done everything there is to do here in CPC. CPC has defeated the greats in the old GWF, like Omega, Silvar, Renegade and Vanity. CPC has taken out all challenges to his belt, like Plethador, Ursa Major, the twin monsters Black Hole Bart and Astro Turk. CPC has even choked out Pollux, Pulsar and Reptillo the Destroyer. CPC has been fighting all comers in this fed and the last seven years CPC has done it all. There are no more challengers are challengers left to conquer. CPC has brought in every major wrestler, fighter and monster CPC could find out in the galaxy. CPC thinks it is time for this old man to hang up his boots and retire. Give some of these young bucks a chance to lead the CPC for a while. CPC would like to maybe work in the front office for a while, see if CPC can't help develop some of this upcoming talent. Maybe find some new talent. Travel a bit, be with CPC's wife Ms. Liberty for a while, Go wherever the wind takes CPC. If there is anything CPC learned is there is always time, but time is not always there, I think I need to spend some time away."
As CPC is speaking a man wearing an old GWF logo shirt starts yelling. "You're a fraud! You don't challenge the best! Why don't you take on true wrestlers like Chaos and Matador of M83? Because they would crush you! You hack! Genghis Khan?! He can barely move! You’re beating lesser men! BOOOO!!! You suck!"
CPC is shaken by this and waves one last time at the crowd and hurries away.
We leave the champ and head to Neverwhere. Location: Outside of time. Bigfoot, Actagon and Proteus sit at a table of ten otherworldly beings.
"Time is Broken" Says an incredible being that shifts into different beings every few seconds.
"Carson P. Century has made a play thing of time. He is taking men into the past or into the future to set up his continued streak of winning matches, He has demolished the time line. We have to fix this before Black Death arrives or all of this will have been for not!" Solaris slams his hand down on the dais of tables for emphasis.
"Not to mention the pain and suffering he has caused to, to many warriors with his shenanigans in the time stream. He must be stopped." Says a huge squid like creature.
"Send Pride to stop him." Says a woman in white whose face is impossible to bring into focus.
"Send Cephus O' Reilly, he’s fun. " Says a bird like creature with two heads.
"No...gawd that would be way worse. Could you imagine Cephus as GWF champion? Time would literally end." A man resembling a roman soldier from earth says quickly.
"Send in Kill Prey." Bigfoot says.
"No, we need to redeem Thantos, as much as it pains me, Cosmos must become Thantos. Star Warrior must be found. This timeline needs to be put back right. Thantos, Cosmos as he's called now.....must rise up and become what he was supposed to have become. He can defeat CPC and end this charade." Actagon sits back down.
"Agreed." Says the shifting man.
The ten beings shimmer and are no more in Neverwhere.
Cosmos is laying in his bed. His knee wrapped in ice as he tries to sleep. A bright light comes into his room and Solaris stands at the foot of his bed.
"It is time."
