Mr. Blue Sky

Roleplay Roleplay by SYNDICATE
On Fri, Dec08, 2017 9:30am America/Phoenix
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Mr. Blue Sky
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*Static shoots across the screen before giving way to a shot of a beautiful blue sky dotted with white puffy clouds.*

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*The camera pans to the ground, where, standing next to a red 2008 Hyundai Elantra in an abandoned parking lot, Syndicate is looking up at the beauty above him.  He is dressed in a black WWX-branded hoodie, blue jeans, and black Nike sneakers.  Through the window of the car, the Undisputed World title can be seen shining on the car's dashboard.*

Syndicate: To quote the great Electric Light Orchestra, "Mr. Blue Sky, please tell us why you had to hide away for so long...so long..."

*The champ chuckles as he sticks his hands in his sweatshirt pockets.*

Syndicate: You know, I like to think that, before I came around, this company was a wasteland.  Backstage politics, corrupt general managers, power trips, and blatant disrespect ruled the day.  It was like a constant downpour of frustration, and the future of the WWX was bleak at best.  Then...a kid named Sydney Irvine signed a contract and changed everything.  Not a single person gave me a chance in hell, but yet, here I stand, a five-time World Heavyweight Champion, having eclipsed the achievements of nearly every person under contract back when he started.

Syndicate: I changed the way things are done.  Gone are the days of unearned title shots; in this Age, we EARN EVERYTHING.  No more backstage politics, because the CHAMP doesn't stand for that shit.  Screwjobs are few and far between because of the work I did to get rid of them.  The point is, I have single-handedly done more to change this company than anyone else ever has...and that wave of change isn't ending, no matter what men such as Rayne and Super Bacon might have you think.

*Syndicate leans on the side of the car as he continues.*

Syndicate: Rayne wants to return this company to the old ways, where men are gifted title shots "just because".  If he ran the world, everyone would get a World title run so that everyone can have a turn with the gold and the glory that comes with it.  He points to his "accomplishments" and "hard work", but I don't really see either of the two...and that's not gonna fly if he wants to be the champion.  To win this title, Rayne has to go through "The Constant", "The Measuring Stick", and the most revolutionary competitor of at least the past decade.  I have changed how this company is run, and I'm not going to let a bit of rain ruin the whole thing.

Syndicate: Darkness and I both want Rayne gone.  We both want a HUGE one-on-one rubber match at Holiday Hell, where the winner walks away with the HONOR of being World Heavyweight Champion.  Rayne doesn't figure into any of that.  Neither does Kurtis Ray or Xavier Pendragon or Rex McAllister or anyone else.  What Darkness and I have against each other...it's PERSONAL to the highest degree, and we want to settle our differences without any distractions.  THAT'S why we'll work together just fine at Ravage: because we both want Rayne watching Holiday Hell from home rather than competing in the ring for the World title.

*He glances down at the ground as he kicks a random stone away.*

Syndicate: If - nay, WHEN - this works out, Darkness and I will go down in history as, quite possibly, the most overpowered tag team of all time.  The team of Rayne and Super Bacon...isn't even close.  Not in the most remote sense is that team better than Darkness and I.  In fact, they can't even hold a CANDLE to what we can do in that ring.  For one night only, this week on Ravage, you'll be able to see our raw POWER and ABILITY manifested in a WWX ring.  It's just too bad that Rayne and Bacon have to suffer because of it.

*Syndicate smirks.*

Syndicate: I'm not cocky, boys; I speak the TRUTH.  The TRUTH is that, no matter what you believe, you have NO chance at winning.  Rayne, you have NO chance of getting into the title picture.  And most of all, you have NO chance in HELL at ruining this beautiful day, this beautiful AGE that I have created.  Welcome...to the Syndicate.

*Syndicate opens the driver-side door of the car and climbs in as the feed is overtaken by static.*

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