Sinister

[Jack]

Although it was completely impossible and improbable, it looked as though the scene was taking place in the vast, limitless reaches of space. Bright, golden stars of all shape and sizes filled the screen and everything was eerily still. Very slowly, a figure began to rise up amongst all of it. The unbalanced and disturbed Stardust. He was being covered in a golden light so, for the moment, it was impossible to tell what sort of colors covered his face or his skin-tight jump suit.

| Stardust | For five long months no one has been able to take this away from me..

The unhinged galaxy hopper carefully lifted his Breakout Title into view and lightly allowed it to sway back and forth.


| Stardust | My white stallion of the Milky Way! My astral ornament! My ivory enterprise!


Placing his cheek against the gold plate, he affectionately began to rub against it like a house cat.


| Stardust | Mine, mine, mine, all mine. And in on the biggest show in the history of EBWF, I'm going to remain Breakout Champion. In case you weren't aware, this is my first ever championship and my first ever WrestleMania! I'm not going to let it go on the largest platform that's ever been presented to me!

He stopped. His frantic nature seemed to slowly begin to trickle away and he became a little more calm. Clarity seemed to have arrived.


| Stardust | ..The largest..platform..that's ever..been presented to me.

Stardust flung his title over his shoulder and gazed down at his glove covered hands.


| Stardust | Heh. Heh heh. There used to be someone who worked for this company that had opportunities and he snatched every single last one of them. But for some reason, some reason I just can't seem to understand or wrap my mind around, that never seemed to be good enough. That person's name was Cody Rhodes and I ask for a moment of silence.

Bowing his head, the silence returned while he folded his hands together at his waist. But it was only momentary. Because, before long, his wild and erratic side had revealed itself again. The space background was roughly torn apart and ripped down to reveal a simple locker room. The colors for this occasion that he had selected were silver and orange. His outfits were becoming more elaborate and eye catching, more effort was being put into them. A very consuming practice. As always, the crimson contacts remained, a constant in Stardust's appearance.


| Stardust | Because Cody Rhodes is dead and I ATE HIS CORPSE! Every single last trace is gone and only STARDUST remains!

His voice had dropped the sort of animated tone Stardust usually spoke with and his true, unfiltered voice was being heard.


| Stardust | You see, Cody Rhodes had everything you could ever want in a performer. A lineage. Good looks. Verbally proficient. Exceptionally talented and able to take whatever was given to him and knock it straight out of the park! Everything! But, no, no, no, that just wasn't good enough! They kept WASTING HIS TIME by making him work with old, worn down hasbeens! He kept speaking his mind and not swallowing down the complete and utter IDIOCY by those who tried to control his destiny! He didn't use cute little hashtags or have a useless brain dead wife or girlfriend poking their nose into a business they didn't belong in! He won the World Title but it meant NOTHING! Because Cody Rhodes, despite all of his splendor, was not what was wanted. Can you even possibly begin to understand that amount of pressure? When you know how good you are and you watch everything that should be yours go to lazy, hanger-on's only looking for a check?

He shook his head as if to say that anyone else even attempting to understand what he experienced would be impossible. His tone back a little lower.


| Stardust | He begged me to do it. Cody Rhodes begged me to kill him and I did. He wasn't able to cope anymore but I'm a different matter entirely! I can carry the weight of the world on my shoulder and I certainly can carry some long forgotten relic!

A sly smirk. Stardust coiled his arms tightly around his own body and began to sort of slither in a coy, arrhythmic manner.


| Stardust | Which, if it isn't obvious enough, brings me to my WrestleMania opponent: Dean Malenko. One of the best technical wrestlers on the face of the planet! A man influential the careers of any pure wrestler!


A pitiful frown. Stardust glanced away as a breathy sigh could be heard.


| Stardust | Oh Dean. Dean, Dean, Dean. You just aren't cut out for this world, universe of galaxy! Don't you know that "Iceman" or "Stoic" isn't going to get you trending on twitter?! You aren't putting forth the kind of thing that's going to really make you a household name around here! You're so classical! I like that! Too bad everyone in charge is just going to hate, hate, HATE it! In a way I'm sort of happy to be facing someone like you and not one of these supposed faces of the company!

He smiled. And it seemed to be genuine. But that was proven false when he quickly began to lash out at the camera again, Stardust's means for a broadcasted therapy session.


| Stardust | ..Except for the fact that you're a dinosaur and you don't deserve to try and revitalize your career at my expense! A YOUNG, FRESH and HOT guy like me should be doing something awe-inspiring and show stealing!

Another sigh mixed with a groan of complete tedium


| Stardust | ..But instead I'm stuck with you. I'm going to have to drag an exciting performance out of you aren't I, you frozen chunk of wood? You boring, chilly, frigid Snowman. In some ways, I think I'm a little bit jealous. Dean Malenko's father is revered as a legend who had matches against Buddy Rodgers and Chief Jay Strongbow. A man who helped to train a new crop of wrestlers and was known for his amazing abilities. Dear, departed Cody Rhodes' father was known for being an obese, polka dot covered, dancing joke! Disgusting to look at, COMMON, waste of humanity! And his brother..

It was completely impossible for Stardust to hide his disgust and it was evident in his tone and voice.


| Stardust | ..It's bad enough growing up and having to tell everyone your father is Dusty Rhodes. But then comes Goldust! How much torture do you think poor, young Cody went through on a day to day basis? Your family are a pair of FREAKS! Did Dean Malenko ever have to deal with that sort of thing? NO! His father was respected and looked up to! His father wasn't a clown! His father taught him how to wrestle, how to carry himself with pride! He wasn't ASHAMED of his last name!

The time for moping was over. Stardust's spirited nature had returned. Cody Rhodes would dwell on these things like an obsession but his interstellar successor was much different and, in some ways, more confident.


| Stardust | But it's like I said. Cody Rhodes is dead. He no longer exists. He no longer has to worry about that burden anymore. I am completely and utterly free of chains and restrictions! I'm allowed to be who I truly am! I'm the Breakout Champion and after WrestleMania that fact isn't going to change! I'm going to reach entirely new nebula's and all of the cosmo's are within my reach!

Reaching towards the ceiling, the grin on his face grew and grew. But those blood red eyes of his slowly drifted downwards and the grin vanished from sight.


| Stardust | And if Dean Malenko has an issue with that..he can lay down..rot..and DIE..right..beside..Cody..

Stardust grasped at the camera's lens like a zombie reaching for a fresh brain and hissed loudly to make that this encounter's final image.

[Kamden]

Deep-space diction!... Is awesome.

Stardust is awesome. This was fun to read and your dialogue with Stardust is amazing.