Richmond, Virginia; We’re here!
[[Bray blows out the candle and the twangy sounds of “Live in Fear” play as Bray Wyatt leads his followers with a lantern through the blacked out arena. They slowly saunter to the ring. The crowd is sucked into the Wyatt Family’s theatricalities.]]
Well here comes Bray Wyatt, and his, I don’t know what they are King, his followers?
Jerry Lawler:
They’re his family JR.
Jim Ross:
I don’t know too many families like that.
Jerry Lawler:
I don’t think you’d want to know too many families like that.
Jim Ross:
Bray Wyatt hasn’t been seen since he defeated Daniel Rodimer at WrestleMania XIII, and now he’s about to face the man who main evented that event; Dolph Ziggler.
Jerry Lawler:
Oh and I know Dolph is looking to get back on track for another shot at the EBWF Championship.
Jim Ross:
Well I have to believe, a win over Bray Wyatt would certainly shoot up towards the front of the line King.
[[Bray blows out the candle in the ring, and the house lights come on. We can see clearly the entire Wyatt Family in the ring. Rowan and Harper are both kneeling in front of Bray who has a microphone.]]
There’s something that has been bothering me. Something that’s not settled with me. You see, at WrestleMania, I defeated a monster. Not the kind of monsters that you try and scare your children with as you sit round the campfire, no, no, no, this was a true monster. A man devoid of soul. An empty shell that carries only flesh and blood, but nothing real. REAL. Reality. The truth. These are concepts that far exceed the grasp of far too many who infect this organization. But I did my part. I fulfilled my purpose, and yet, this monster rose again. Minutes later, he without thought hurled himself into yet another bout. Yet another fight. And was yet again disposed of. But now, that monster, that soulless demon, that brute who lacks a ounce of authenticity is free to continue their reign of infestation. He has even taken to teaming with another. And so, the plague continues.
Jim Ross:
Rodimer and Sandow certain are proving to be a formidable pairing.
Jerry Lawler:
That’s an understatement JR. They’re a two man power house.
Bray Wyatt:
But each plague exists for a purpose. To eradicate. Eliminate. To exterminate those who are weak and frail. I promised salvation, and we will deliver, but those who can not accept the truth, they will be left to their own devices. And that, that is where the threat lies. For all my violence, for as much as the people watching may loath me and falsely label my family as the problem, we remain above reproach. We remain pure, and cleansed. And each time I have been faced with a monster, I have fought the fight to bring them to the light. But even a child knows, you can lead a horse to water, but you can not make them drink.
Dolph Ziggler, you have been brought to me, and I am standing here, with your water. Nothing happens by accident, nothing is without it’s purpose. I have proven time and again I am the slayer of demons. And you, you, every time I look at you, a shiver runs down my spine. For you are as twisted a creature that has ever existed. I try and try and try, I have begged, and pleaded, I have done all I can to save the wayward who worship at the alter of their mirror. And it haunts me, it terrifies me. How does it not make you run and hide from your own reflection. They say the eyes are the pathway to the soul, but every time you look at a mirror you must see the vapid emptiness of your own eyes staring back at you.
[[Bray sits down in front of Harper and Rowan, and almost offers them the microphone in the same fashion a priest gives communion does. Both men lean in to speak into the mic.]]
“The Show Off”
Erick Rowan:
The show must end.
Luke Harper:
He lost to Lesnar.
Erick Rowan:
Lesnar the beast.
Luke Harper:
A beast can defeat a monster.
Erick Rowan:
A beast is real.
Luke Harper:
Monsters are illusion.
[[Wyatt jumps to his feet and begins to pace around the ring like a flash of divine wisdom was suddenly bestowed upon him.]]
Yes, YES, YEEESSS! That’s it. Of course that’s it. This monster I fear, he is no monster. Monsters are the illusion. The scary creature we tell ourselves are real, to package all our fears and doubts upon one imaginary monster. I made you a monster Dolph Ziggler. A monster without a purpose. A monster who would look at this salvation I am prepared to offer and reject it. Turn a blind eye to it. Because he would not be able to see anything worth saving within his monstrous self. A monster does not pause for reflection, because a monster only feeds. Your apatite of admiration would force you to continue without rest. But if The Beast Incarnate could halt you, than I can save you.
Jerry Lawler:
Do you know what he’s talking about JR?
Jim Ross:
I reckon I understand him, but we know with Bray Wyatt nothing is ever as it seems.
Bray Wyatt:
Because I too am a beast. A beautiful beast. There is beauty wherever there is purpose. And my purpose is to be the Eater of World! That’s right, the beast that knocks on your door is the angle of death. I will strip you of your flesh and blood. I will tear apart everything that has made you a monster, and I will find that part of you that has been lost. I will use your blood to paint the canvas of the mat. And together, you and I will make a masterpiece. Not of vanity, but of virtue. Because that is what we should aspire to. The children watching will see, your flesh and blood will paint a sweet and loving image in their mind that will guide them to their own salvaging truth.
And what better way to end your mortal life than to be a symbol of hope for the children. We teach our children so well, and then allow them to grow into something so wrong. But I know, the devil is in the details. Somewhere, deep in that cavernous cadaver rests a part of you that can be brought to the light. And if I could save you, a man who prides himself in being a “Show Off” than it could show off to the world, no one is beyond salvation.
Jerry Lawler:
I think a trip to the psych ward might save this Wyatt character.
Bray Wyatt:
I know you must feel like the only child’s lesson that applies to you would be Humpty Dumpty. You sat, perched, positioned, and poised to get to the other side of the wall. To enter into the kingdom. To become WWE Champion – but that was not to be was it? No, you fell, he had a GREAT FALL And now, all the kings horses, all the kings men, they can’t fit you back together again can they Ziggler? Your life has been shattered, but that doesn’t have to be the end of the line for you. In Sister Abigail’s plan, there is room for all of us. But it will not come to pass unless you open yourself to it – to us – Dolph, we can save you. Or we can destroy you.
Here comes a candle to light you to bed
And here somes a chopper
To chop off your head.
Chip, chop, chip, chop
The last one is dead!
There is a world of chaos, you don’t need to be a slave to the erratic frantic waves that crash all around you. Step out of that false spotlight, and step into the light of the candle than will guide you. Walk with me, walk with the beast, or die a monster. I can save you Ziggler, but you must first save yourself. It’s easy if you try, just walk away from yourself, and start to Follow The Buzzards!
[[Bray drops the mic and begins to laugh maniacally.]]
Folks don’t go anywhere, Bray Wyatt vs. Dolph Ziggler is going to be next!
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OOC: I’m sorry Holly honey, after all this time, this was our first chance to work together, and this was the best my lazy mind could come up with today. I’ll make it up to you with some of the good lovin’ ;-)