Mirrors

Roleplay Roleplay by SYNDICATE
On Tue, Jun27, 2017 7:57am America/Phoenix
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Mirrors
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*Static consumes the screen as the camera cuts to a peculiar scene.  Here, the camera is surrounded on all sides by various mirrors - six in all, forming a hexagonal shape. There is no camera operator in the room, with the camera sitting on a tripod in the center.  The room is lit from overhead by a single spotlight, but the one light is plenty.  After a few moments, footsteps can be heard in the distance along with a murmur.

???: Cause it's a bitter sweet symphony, that's li-ife...

*One of the mirrors swing open to reveal the profile of Syndicate.  The World Champion, dressed in his white leather jacket, black t-shirt, and worn-down blue jeans, steps into the hexagon of mirrors facing the camera.  He reaches back and slams the mirror shut behind him, surrounding himself in...well, himself.  The World title rests on his right shoulder as he looks at the camera with a serious look on his face.*

Syndicate: Xavier...Xavier, Xavier, Xavier.  I really thought you were better than this.

*Syndicate snaps his fingers, and eerily, the mirrors around him switch images.  He rotates the camera to show that the mirrors now show the profiles of Kurtis Ray, David Gideon Smith, Tommy Lipton, Rex McAllister, Phelen Kell, and Xander Adams.  The camera finally settles back on Syndicate before he speaks again.*

Syndicate: When you look in the mirror, do you see these men?  Do you see the muscles of David GS or the face of Kurtis Ray?

*He snaps again, and the images return to the profile of Syndicate.*

Syndicate: Because that's what I see when I look at you and hear you talk.  Those men all spoke about such things as power, intellect, and experience as their potential reasons for victory.  They all criminally underestimated poor ol' Syndicate.  And, in time, they were all soundly defeated.

*He smiles.*

Syndicate: It's really a shame that you're next on the list, Xavier.  You follow in the footsteps of every other competitor I've ever faced, and because of that, you too will be defeated.  Do you know what the difference is between you and me, Xavier?  I know who I'm facing and what I'm up against.  I know that you're "The Machine", I know that you've always been an ass kicker, and I know that you could break my neck with a flick of your wrist.  I'm not blind to any of that.  But somehow...somehow here you are, only thinking about yourself.  That's your fatal flaw, Xavier.

Syndicate: I don't think I'm "unbeatable" just because I'm World Champion.  World champs get defeated all the time.  I think I'm unbeatable because I have been.  Ever since Aftershock, when Kurtis Ray took the World title from me, I haven't lost a match.  That fact is undisputed...and no amount of "charging full speed ahead" is going to change that.

*Syndicate glances around at the mirrors surrounding him.*

Syndicate: You're just like everyone else, Xavier.  Same old excuses, same old arguments.  It gets a little old, to be honest.  But I'm not underestimating you; oh no, quite the opposite.  I'm actually overestimating you.  I'm preparing for that charge, I'm ready for your entire moveset.  Because I know, when we step in that ring together for the first time ever, I'll be one step ahead of you the entire way.

Syndicate: But enough about estimations, and let's stop talking about the past.  Let's talk about right now.  Right now, I, Sydney Maxwell Irvine, am the Undisputed World Heavyweight Champion.  Right now, I am the greatest professional wrestler in the world.  And right now, you're standing in my way.  I've been proving myself against people like you for years, and I'm not going to stop now.  This Ravage, you're going to truly see why you are undeserving of the spotlight.  You're gonna see why you've never earned the World title.  And, most of all, you're going to experience the power, speed, and heart of the UNDISPUTED World Heavyweight Champion.  Welcome to the Syndicate.

*Syndicate begins to chuckle as the screen is overtaken by static once more.*

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