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« on: February 08, 2015, 06:35:14 am »

*Lost in translation, much more like a distorted reality it feels as if Abram is walking along in the likes of a dream. To him, it does not seem like a too good to be true moment, where one is captivated by the glitz and glamor of everything they imagined in life actually coming to fruition, it's more so the feeling of free falling into oblivion but knowing that the bottom does not come anytime soon. Most of the time, this man is imprisoned inside of his own mind as it feels he does not want to leave, everything has fallen in place for him recently, everything seems to be going well, but like the old saying goes, materialistic things are not everything. While that may be the case, Abram seems to have found new love within the form of a materialistic item. One in which that is very valuable but he sees more significance to it other than it being worth a pretty penny. He is lost in the gold, the WWG world heavyweight championship has waved its wand over the head of Abram and he cannot leave it, not for a second. It represents everything that every person strives to become in this business, but most importantly to Abram, it stands as a memorable moment in time where he was saved from despair. The metaphorical arms of the world heavyweight championship reached out and scooped him up to embrace him in it's warmth when he was falling into the dark. Abrams face fills the camera as his eyes are fixated on the championship that sits in front of his face. He stares, gleams at it with such a glow in his eyes but not like the one that many saw when he first arrived in the WWG, this glow belongs to the beast within. As the camera zooms out it shows Abram standing at a press junket for the WWG, in front of him sits a group of interviewers flashing their cameras and yelling out questions. Abram drowns most of them out, his stare remains on the championship. Standing there in a button up purple striped shirt and black khakis the voice of one media source breaks him out of his trance with a distinct question.*

Media Reporter
"Abram you have found success in the WWG, where do you think you would be today if Karmin never left you?"

*The sound of her name quickly raises Abrams head to the source. His eyes pierce right through him as Abram does not say a word but instead delivers a chilling and cold stare to the reporter. How dare he? How dare he mention Karmins name when he knows nothing about her or the situation? Those questions seem to appear in Abrams mind given by the expression he is giving. Most of the reporters seem to have gone silent, they see that look on Abrams face and most grow scared to what will happen next. However, Abram has not made a move or even blinked for that matter, as he remains his stare, he slowly lowers his head but falls into a state of nostalgia, as if he is remembering a time with him and his lost love Karmin.*


*There was a time where Abram was genuinely happy, where he would smile and laugh just because he was living. Not that he is no longer happy, his demeanor has changed to not that of the depressed but more so that of the concentrated. Once upon a time Abram wanted to bring joy and happiness to those who lacked humor in their lives, he wanted to bring smiles to everyone's face and did not care what the people thought of him. All of the credit for Abrams happiness goes to Karmin, she was his light. She was everything that made him fear nothing and enjoy the simplest things. Karmin was his guide to a better life, and he saw that. He loved that. He loved her. A wave of lost memories glaze over Abrams face as his stare fades away from the reporter and into the abyss. He remembers, he remembers times where Karmin would bring that commendatory smile to his face. Not the one that threatens people, instead one that embraces them.*


*Much like everything that is good it eventually has to come to an end. So it did, Karmin left, and day by day Abram misses her. It seems as though his pain is not as severe as it once was, his fall into the darkness began when Karmin was still available in his life, his transformation began when she was still very much active. The more and more he digressed into that cold world that exists in his mind the more and more Karmin started to drift away, and so she did, she drifted until she was out of his sight but never out of his mind. Abram looks back at his championship that he holds in his hands without answering the initial question that was presented earlier, the voice of another media source decides to break his trance.*

Media Reporter 2
"Abram! Can you give any thoughts on this tournament coming up and how your new stable with Licious affects your chances?"

*Abram slowly looks up at the reporter and smirks. Abram then says in a very casual manner before taking his leave.*

Abram
"Well that seems to be my time, thank you for your questions, I appreciate it."

*Abram then continues to hold the WWG world heavyweight championship as he turns around and walks off to the side of the stairs. He cuts through the crowd of reporters as hes being escorted by security. Abram walks through the back hall, broken away from the screams of the fans and reporters that he passed. As he walks down this long white secluded hall he begins to realize how ridiculous this entire process can truly be. Here he is, the new frontrunner to a massive organization and he holds the very thing that represents immortality within the company, yet he walks behind 3 men dressed in black suits who supposedly ensure his safety. Abram cuts through the front doors as the men escort him to the car waiting out front. The men stands next to the car as one holds the door open but Abram stops, he stops and he stares at the car but then glances to his left and sees what most people in his position refuse to see, he sees civilization. He sees the world going on around him and realizes that the little bubble of importance he is in right now should not exclude him from it. Abram stands there staring at various people just walking the streets, going about their daily lives in a casual manner. One of the men begin to speak to Abram.*

Security
"Sir, your car is ready. Licious said he'd like to speak with you before your match, we are on a tight schedule."

*Abram remains his stare at the people, he then looks at the security and takes a breathe.*

Abram
"I think im going to stay here."

Security
"Sir?"

Abram
"Tell Licious I will be there in a few hours at most, I will find my own way there."

Security
"But sir I..."

*Abram then turns and starts walking down the sidewalk as the men are confused. Abram continues his walk, he looks at the windows to the stores that he passes and he looks up at the sky. It is almost as if the man has been imprisoned so much that he has missed the simple things that the outside world attains. Abram smiles, but for once this smile does not belong to the beast, it belongs to the old Abram, the one that appreciated the simple things in life. Abram continues his walk, the WWG heavyweight championship is not draped over his shoulder but instead, he carries it in his left arm slightly tucked in between in arm and his torso. Abram walks into a side cafe and immediately the people there stare at him. Not so much because everyone knows who he is but mostly because he is a man that just walked in with a gold belt under his arm. Abram looks around and then walks to a back table, he sits down and places the WWG world heavyweight championship on the side of the table against the wall. Abram sits there and just takes the place in, some people have turned away but some still remain their stare at him, Abram seems oblivious to the stares as the waitress comes up.*

Waitress
"Well g'day there! Say, are you that wrestling bloke that came into town with that company?"

*Abram squints and looks up at her, he does not stare with a judgmental look but more of a fascination with the Australian terminology. Abram then smiles and raises his arms in a joking manner.*

Abram
"You got me."

*The waitress laughs and pats her knee as Abram remains his smile.*

Waitress
"Well ill be, I heard the furphy that you were in town! This made my day, and a good lookin' bloke you are too! Say, that's your belt yeah? Aint she a beaut?"

*Abram remains his smile and slightly nods.*

Waitress
"So, whattya having?"

*Abram thinks about it for a second as the thought of ordering didnt even occur to him.*

Abram
"A glass of water is fine."

Waitress
"Coming right up."

*The waitress smiles at him one more time as she walks off. Abram looks ahead for a second at an old man who just glares at him. Abram smiles at him but the old man just continues his glare. The waitress then comes back and sets him down a glass of water as Abram takes a drink.*

Waitress
"If there's anything else just give me a holler."

*Abram looks takes a drink and looks back at the old man who is still giving him that hateful look. Abrams smile fades as he looks at the old man with those callous eyes that seemingly belong to the monster within. The old man starts to become unsettled as his look of hatred turns to a worrisome look. The old man quickly turns around and no longer stares at Abram. Abram then takes a breathe and looks into the camera.*

Abram
"Karmin would have really loved it here. She had a knack for small places like this, if she were here she would be walking around greeting all of these people right now. Her smile would light up this entire shop and there would not be one person who would give her the look that man gave me moments ago. She was one of a kind, she was my needle that I found in a haystack of chance, but now...now I have dropped that needle and it is lost once again. The thing about it is, I have gone over the loss of Karmin in my head for months on end and the pain, although it gets dimmer, it does not fully go away. I have come to the terms that she will probably never come back into my life and that I must move on, however, that does not make it any easier. It is strange, for seemingly I have found such great success since the disbandment of The Order and the loss of my love, I have become the champion, I have become the new face of the company, I have become all of these things and excelled in many different areas. One in my position would not see the point in longing for something that belongs to the past, then again, one in my position does not have my mindset. I have spent a great deal of time worrying about what has already happened, so much so that I do not find myself worrying about things that are to come. Is it because I do not pay attention for the trials that lie ahead of me? Or could it be because I simply do not fear what is to come? This tournament that has been set up will mark a new number one contender to the WWG championship, whoever wins it will be the one that ultimately stands across from me with the same goal in mind that I had not that long ago, that is to become immortal."

*Abram takes another drink of water.*

Abram
"I have used that term vigorously and it is not because I lack anything else to say in its place, it is because it stands as such a powerful term to represent a solidifying moment. This tournament gives the one thing that Licious himself granted me in the first place, it gives opportunity. Licious gave me an opportunity to show the world exactly what I am capable of and I capitalized on that opportunity, I am grateful to him for giving me such a pivotal moment in my life that yanked me out of the darkness. Many see this as me being favored by the man, that I am being pampered by the likes of the higher ups because they seem to think that Licious needs someone like me in order to cover himself all of the time. The way I see it is that Licious sees something in me that most simply cannot see, he sees the future. The ones that doubt his vision are the ones that are scared of the future, they do not like change, then again who really does? Change is inevitable, regardless of if you embrace it or not it will happen, and while it hurts to let go of the things that made you happy you must do it in order to evolve. I am that change, if you do not like it then now is your time to do something about it. This tournament gives everyone a chance to either stop the change that is occurring, or deviate the path in the direction they want it to go. Regardless of what they want to do, one thing is for sure and that is they cannot take things back to the way they once were. The past is the past for a reason."

*Abram takes a deep breathe and looks at that championship then back at the camera.*

Abram
"I am trying to let go of the past but no matter how hard I try things from it seem to keep popping up left and right. It is human nature to grow angry at this, but it takes quite a bit for me to grow angry because when anger clouds your judgement you no longer have a grasp on reality. You do things sporadically, you tend to make decisions that go against your better judgement. The things I am referring to is of course my match coming up with Nick Sadistic, Nick has played a huge role in my past, and at one point I actually thought I was completely done with him and his entire charade, but from the looks of it he is just another thing that has come back from the dead in order to make one last attempt at cracking my psyche. Nick, it's been awhile, you and I have not stepped foot in that ring against each other for quite sometime but from what I recall it should be you that is nervous heading into our match come Carnage. The way I see it Nick is that you have been on a losing streak for a very long time, and the times that we have crosssed paths I have shown you what failure looks like in many different forms. From your Dark Carnival days to your transformed singles days you have come face to face with me attempting many different scenarios but yet it all led back to one, that was me breaking you down time and time again. It is a shame, because at one point I actually thought you and I had some sort of common ground, that was of course a huge misconception on my part due to the fact that when you boil your existence down to your very essence you are nothing more than a childish, washed up, freakishly obscene woman beater. You take pride in the fact that you used to beat on your ex girlfriend and that you have murdered and tortured people, you tell people this with such certainty because you feel as if this plays as some sort of intimidation factor. Let me ask you something Nick, how many times have you led me through the doors into your dark fantasy? More times than you can remember and more times that I would like to forget. The point I am trying to make is that your obsessive outlook on torture and murder is so overdone that it almost becomes comical to say the least. I have seen what you are capable of first hand and I have seen your failed attempts at getting under my skin, I have seen this all with my own eyes and I told you from day one that it does not work. You did not listen, and so instead of warning you with my words I showed you with my actions and I did that over and over until you eventually got the message and moved on for a short while."

*Abram shakes his head.*

Abram
"Now here we are, once again face to face but this time you have the goal in mind to defeat me in order to progress to a possible ending result of you coming back around once again to face me for the WWG championship. I like to let people like you dream Nick, I much rather prefer people like you stay within your fantasy world because I know how hard it is for people like you to live in reality. However, as much as I would like to keep your bubble fully intact I am afraid that come our match I will have to burst it once again but more so one last time. I hate being the bearer of bad news Nick but this match between us will be our final, you will not progress, and you will not get your shot at immortality. It really pains me to say this because I hate it when people tell others what they can and cannot do, but you, you are completely different in your own way. You are not the type that grows motivated by those who tell you what you cannot do, you are the type that must be told what you cannot do in order for you to realize that lines exist for a reason. The lines exist for you not to cross no matter how entitled you feel and no matter how badly you want to cross them. You must not cross the lines that exist, for those lines exist to separate not the good from the bad, but fantasy from reality. I am reality Nick, you are fantasy, you must remain in your little world of daydreaming because you simply do not exist in the world where things actually come to fruition. Come Carnage you will attempt once again to cross that line, and I will once again knock you back but this time Nick, you must understand, that this time I will not just do what I have already done. This time I must show you that you do not belong, and this time you will get the idea and you will remember forever. It will be violent, it will be cold, it will be a very dark place you enter come Carnage and you will be the daydreamer that has hopes of climbing that mountain, but I will be your nightmare."

*The camera gets a close up of Abram as he has a very unsettling look and tilts his head.*

Abram
"The daydreamers nightmare."


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« Reply #1 on: February 08, 2015, 05:15:39 pm »

I think I button mashed for like...ten minutes, but then I backspaced and tried to make a cohesive feedback.

It's really cool how we got to see  a little glimpse of the old  Adams still in there despite the monster side of his personality having been so prominent. He's still in there! Maybe one day he will be back an even better version of himself after all the trials he goes through.

You already know I fangirl your writing style, haha!
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« Reply #2 on: February 08, 2015, 06:56:21 pm »

We will see how it unfolds in the future. I appreciate the feedback! It's always great to see!
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« Reply #3 on: February 08, 2015, 07:43:17 pm »

im surprised a adams rp is up early Tongue
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