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Danse Macabre: Requiem For A New Breed

...Self-sacrifice enables us to sacrifice other people without blushing...

...The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary; men alone are quite capable of every wickedness...

...He who does not punish evil commands it to be done...

...We fear things in proportion to our ignorance of them...

...A great pleasure in life is doing what people say you cannot do...

...All people have fears, but the brave put down their fears and go forward, sometimes to death, but always to victory...

...People say 'I want peace'. If you remove I {ego}, and your want {desire}, you are left with peace...

...The less you open your heart to others, the more your heart suffers...

...They may forget what you said, but they will never forget how you made them feel...

...It is better to die on your feet than to live on your knees...

...One cannot and must not try to erase the past merely because it does not fit the present...

...Don't be afraid your life will end; be afraid that it will never begin...

...It is the individual who is not interested in his fellow men who has the greatest difficulties in life and provides the greatest injury to others. It is from among such individuals that all human failures spring...

...It is a man's own mind - not his enemy or his foe that lures him into evil ways...

...For me the moment of death will be a moment of jubilation, not of fear. I cried when I was born and I shall die laughing..

...The very search for pleasure is the cause of pain...

...I am now the most miserable man living. If what I feel were equally distributed to the whole human family, there would be not one cheerful face on earth. Whether I shall ever be better, I cannot tell. I awfully forebode I shall not. To remain as I am is impossible. I must die or be better it appears to me...

...Only fools say they know everything and fear nothing...

...Do not fear to be eccentric in opinion, for every opinion now accepted was once eccentric...

...Christ died for our sins. Dare we make his martyrdom meaningless by not committing them?...

...This would be the best of all possible worlds if there were no religion in it...

...in the game of life, there always seems to be an acception to the rules...

...A man is not finished when he is defeated. He is finished when he quits...

...People may doubt what you say, but they will believe what you do...

...There was never a genius without a tincture of insanity...

...Destiny is not a matter of chance; but a matter of choice. It is not a thing to be waited for, It is a thing to be achieved...



...so familiar and overwhelmingly warm
this one, this form i hold now
embracing you, this reality here
This one, this form i hold now
so wide eyed and hopeful
wide eyed and hopefully wild
we barely remember what came before this precious moment
choosing to be here right now
hold on, stay inside this body holding me
reminding me that i am not alone in
this body makes me feel eternal
all this pain is an illusion...


Danse Macabre: Requiem For A New Breed

-=-...The first notes to "The Package" by A Perfect Circle begin to play as the promo starts up. The bass line beginning to merge with the drums as the lyrics are first heard...-=-

Clever got me this far... then tricky got me in...

-=-...A shot of Chaos unmasking himself as the sin of "Lust" is shown with a sadistic grin on his face...-=-

I am what I'm after... I don't need another friend...

-=-...Fade to scenes of Chaos acting on his own in the ring without the aid of other Sins to the image of Chaos walking down the halls alone...-=-

Smile and drop the cliche... 'till you think I'm listening...

-=-...Phase to Dave Marlow ranting and raving about destroying the IWF as Chaos stands in a corner simply nodding his head nonchalantly...-=-

I take just what I came for... then I'm out the door again...

-=-...cue the images of Chaos taking out Vincent Gallow at Divulgence, bringing in the shots of Chaos exiting the GWA after quelling it's 'uprising' of "New Breed" talent...-=-

Peripheral long the package... don't care to settle in

-=-...bring up the shots of Chaos always looking around his surroundings to the shots him leaving the IWF for the first two times then the GWA...-=-

Time to feed the monster... I don't need another friend

-=-...the sole shot of Chaos masked in the blood of countless opponents is cued up as it is clearly noted there is no one to watch his back...-=-

Comfort is a mystery... crawling out of my own skin

-=-...pan to a shot of Chaos cloaked in his 'trademark' all black attire then to him seemingly changing into even more of a sadist...-=-

Just give me what I came for... then I'm out the door again

-=-...rapid fire images of IWF gold soaked in blood fill the screen not only as the song begins to fade away but as Chaos is seen walking out of an arena once again...-=-

-=-...the video montage ends as a shot of Chaos is seen. Standing alone in what appears to be a graveyard, the sun begins to set slowly as our protagonist, adorned in his usual all black, rests his body against a near by wall. Smirking to himself, Chaos lets a few ebon tressles of hair fall infront of his face...-=-

Chaos: ...you think Andrew Davis of all people cheated you out of a victory Vincent? My dear sir, how does a man like Andrew Davis, a spineless shell of a man have what it take to cost you a match against myself? I've reviewed the tape over and over my good man, but all I see is you and I out there. I don't see a Sin, I don't see your fellow partner in crime, Damion Kirkson... I don't even see the man you blame this loss on. All there was Vincent, was you and I... and for some reason, I don't follow how the playing of two new taped promotional videos on my part had anything to do with my winning a match. The logic you've put infront of me Mr. Gallow is as convuluted as the arteries of a Kennedy after binge-drinking for three days straight. I look into your eyes as you cut your promo Gallow, I sit in my room at night and study your every movement and I've found out that you truly do believe that now, you're in the center of some little conspiracy against you and that I some how found myself on the good graces of Andrew which he some how gave me the "power" to win over you...

-=-...Chaos begins to laugh softly as he shakes his head again...-=-

Chaos: ...it's not like this is some internet game and Andy is our "dungeon master" that grades us on artistic merrit and those with the better promo win or something, is it Vinny?

-=-...Pushing himself off of the wall, Chaos cautiously walks around the graveyard, making sure to gain a feel for all that is around him. Coming to a gravestone, Chaos stops and licks his lips...-=-

Chaos: First off Vincent, let me clue you in on your wonderful little boss. If you think for whatever reason he cares about taking out the Sins or promoting your little group to try and remove us, you're sadly mistaken. Davis would never try to kick us out now based on the sole reason that we bring in money. The Seven Sins have rejuvinated his little promotion and made people start watching again. Each week, people have been wondering who's going to join next... why is it that Brian Allen joined with the Sins or whatever. Frankly, I can care less about all of this Vincent... but you, you seem to think you can head up a nice little "Task Force" and strike a blow for justice by removing the Seven Sins from the IWF for all eternity. It's the times like this Vinny that remind me just how much of a little rookie you truly are to think you can make a difference on your own... or with a neat little group of "all-star" IWF'ers. Take a look around you Vincent, you're fighting a battle that people have given up on. The Acts of God? They only stood up to the Sins because we threatened their hold of power and they weren't going to let any outsiders come in and take that from them. They care for the IWF just as much as we do.. all we're doing is bleeding this place for all that we can before we move on to the next host. To think you can rid an entity of a sin is nothing but sheer fantasy as a sin is something that has existed long before your time and will continue to do so in one way or the other. I've let it be known just why I hate you Vincent and if you want to make this into a war with other casualties, then go on ahead but in the long run Vinny, no one will go down with your sinking ship, except for you. My good man, do you truly believe that Erick Caine of all people will stand by yourside for this good fight you've built up in your head? All that man has ever cared about is gold and his own well being. See Vincent, I've known Erick for a longer time than you and if you think I'm wrong.. go ahead and ask him about our days in the Shattered Souls. Ask him about all the fun he, Krunch, and I would have when we took out rook's like you back in the FWF. The man you think you know is nothing but a facade he's putting on to get over and gain the support he needs from poser's like you that are dumb enough to follow him like a lemming to water...

-=-...grinning that sick grin of his, Chaos looks up and to the setting sun for the first time in this entire promo. Watching as the magnificent yellow's and orange's blend into one color, Chaos closes his eyes and looks down to the ground. Opening his eyes back up, Chaos whips his head back sending lock after lock of hair away from his face. Sitting down on the could, damp ground, Chaos looks back into the sky...-=-

Chaos: You're right Vincent, I did beat you ... and to tell you the truth, you were let off easy. I spared you from what I had planned for you that Sabbath night as I knew there'd be more of this little game in store for the both of us. I watched the match and I agree, there were a few times that I let things get out of hand.. but it all played into my hand in the end when you just had to try and get the win by any means, didn't it? Answer me this Vinny: Did you have to try and use the chair on me that night? What seperates the two of us Vincent is I've always got atleast one to two avenues I can turn down if I find something blocking my preferred path to a win. You ducked and took the chair from me..so what could I do? I could've let you try to hit me and duck out like you did and nail you with some other move, but I didn't, did I? No, I reacted quickly and did what I knew had to be done. I savate kicked that chair right into your skull and picked up the win. See, it doesn't matter that the referee now knows what I did. It doesn't matter that your precious Andrew Davis sat in the back and let it happen. What matters is that now, you've been handed two losses by my hand... or should I say, feet?

-=-...Chaos smirks but continues on...-=-

Chaos: You're no one Vincent. You are absolutely no one to say that you are better then I am. What you are Vincent Gallow, is a weak little rookie with a big mouth which has been getting him into places his "talent" can't get him out of. Who cares if you keep coming back at me Vincent? I don't... in fact, I look forward to standing across a ring with you on many occasions to come as I know when the final bell rings, I might be soaked in crimson... but I'll know I'll come out on top and with another notch in the win column against you. To say that the only way to stop you is to kill you is nothing but sheer stupidity on your part as you truly don't know what someone can do to the mortal body in an act to stop it from doing anything. I can shatter your knees, or I can compress your spinal cord. I can cave in your chest or I can snap your achilies tendons. When it comes to stopping a man from doing anything Vincent, I've been on both sides of that game and there is no one in this damned federation that knows how to attack the man as a whole like I do. Already you're living with some brain damage Vinny... I mean, if you haven't noticed yet there good man... your beloved Erick isn't the champion amongst men that you think he is.. no Vincent, that title is around the waist of one man... heh, The Foundation.

-=-...Standing up, Chaos dusts the grass and dirt off of his trench before he starts to walk around the graveyard once more. Stopping for seemingly no reason, Chaos just starts to speak...-=-

Chaos: ...I know you're sitting there and you're trying to figure out why I'm here. What little gimmick I have up my sleeve to try and scare you all into thinking I'm an immortal bad-ass that harvests cadavers to feed my ever growing need for mortal vitae to keep me alive. -=-...Chaos shakes his head, knowingly disgusted that there are people who think that about him...-=- I come here, because it's here, and only here where I can be completely open with my thoughts and not have to be weighed down by the imbeciles of the commonality that want a uniform society. I come here to get away from the people like Damion Kirkson that absorbs all of the life around him like a common leech and thinks he's of a higher stature than most because he is of wealth. Here, in this cemetary, I can be alone and not hear how he thinks that I am a cheater and a no-talent hack. However, it is also here that I can open my mind to all thoughts and brood in the loathing hatred I have for Damion...

-=-...Not moving from his position, Chaos looks into the sky that has now begun to darken as the stars above begin to shine without inhabitions. Keeping his gaze high, Chaos clears his throat...-=-

Chaos: Damion, you call me a cheater as if I'm going to try and say I'm not. I can look you right in your eyes and tell you that I'm one of the most prolific cheaters in this business and not waver in that statement. You asked your little reporter friend a rhetorical question of would anyone who wants to be known as the greatest, or a great competitor use a chair or a weapon to gain a victory. Well Damion, if they were smart, they definately would because they know to become the greatest in the business, you've got to do things by hook or crook. I have no shame in saying I've used a chair, I've used my title belts or any other outside weapon to gain a victory over another person in this business because I know if I gave them that chance to do the same, they would. Hell Damion, I know damn well if you were given the chance to lay into me with a chair or a baseball bat during a match, knowing you wouldn't get caught, you would do it in the blink of an eye. Mr. Kirkson, you're nothing more than a snot-nosed, hypocritical little bitch that when push comes to shove, you crumple like the front end of a Yugo..

Chaos: ...Damion, I can't believe you would actually have to gaul to make a statement as ludicrous as saying I probably walk into an arena half drugged-up and haven't worked out for the better part of the week. I can already start to tell you didn't amass your wealth by using your brain Damion because what you said was the dumbest thing I've ever heard coming out of the mouth of anyone in this fucking business. Unlike you and a good majority of the other wrestlers in this business, I don't have a drug problem... heh, I don't even do any drugs so for you to say something like that Damion has done nothing but place a very wide bullseye on your body and as I was going to strictly aim for your good friend Vinny, I do think that I now have to set my sites on you for just a tad bit. In just one moment of your promo, you went from being a tag-a-long partner for Vincent to a man that I now have to make sure is left bleeding by the end of the night. I should've known though, that you'd try to find your way into a little war with me as you've been itching to take a shot at me from the very moment I stepped into this god-forsaken federation and cost Vincent a match. What do you honestly think you can do to me in that ring though Damion? People like you, preppy little cunt's like you I've raped for the better part of my career and I don't plan on letting you be the first to get the best of me in a verbal arena, or in the ring. Obviously Damion, you know nothing of me... you have no earthly idea of whom it is I am or what it is I've done in this business or you wouldn't have made the little remark about the fans and how I've let them down. Do you think I give a fuck about a group of society that is as fickle as a teenaged woman trying to decide who she wants to give her virginity to? These are the same fans that at one point turned their back on me because my fucking brother-in-law swayed them with poetic bullshit... only... ONLY TO COME WALTZING BACK TO ME AFTER I PROVED MYSELF RIGHT! I can care less about each and every last one of them because I know when they're at home, I know my shirts are being bought and my highlight films are being ordered online because they can't get enough of me in the ring nor can they get enough of the highlights I produce in big time matches. Look at me closely and ask yourself if you're ready to take me on 'mano y mano' in that ring. Damion, you tell me it doesn't matter what I've done in the past because I have to prove myself to you and to the fucking fans. Why? Who says I have to prove myself to you? If anything Damion, you should prove your worth to me as I am the clear-cut veteran between the two of us with multiple world titles on his resume. Prove to me Damion, that you have the skills to stand on your own with me in the ring and maybe... just maybe I'll give you some thought instead of looking over your name on the roster as simply another worthless 'athlete' simply trying to escape the monotiny of his everyday life by taking up a career in wrestling to impress those around him. Until you can do that Damion... you're just another pauper amongst kings my dear childe...

-=-...opening his eyes, Chaos realizes just how dark it's gotten in such a short amount of time. Turning towards the exit, Chaos begins his trek out of the cemetary. Coming to the front gates, Chaos stops and smirks once more to himself. Nodding in agreement to a thought burried in his head, Chaos starts to speak just above a whisper...-=-

Chaos: ...Erick... you haven't forgotten about me, have you dear Erick? I would hate to think that after all we've gone through that my good friend Erick Caine would forget what history he and I have had together. If you have though, don't worry... I haven't. I still remember the look on your face as you were crucified on a set of ladders that night not so long ago and screamed in orgasmic anguish as the fire I set ablaze on your body began to take it's toll on you. All that Erick, because you tried to take out my sister. Caine, this Monday... you and I are once again on opposite sides of the spectrum but our roles haven't changed one bit. Educate them Erick.. teach them what you know of me, 'fore you are the only soul amongst your trio that knows of my past and what I'm capable of doing in that ring when given a chance to attack. Go ahead Erick, train them in how to try and get into my psyche and pin point the tiniest of holes in my game to rip open and expose. Just then Erick, when you think you've got me all figure out... remind yourself that I'm indeed a different man and all you thought you knew has changed and all you saw is nothing but a distant memory. Divulgence Erick, it was but the first phase of your fall from grace... this Monday Erick... a new phase begins...

-=-...and with that, Chaos leaves the graveyard as the scene slowly ebbs away into darkness...-=-



...Medicated, drama queen, picture perfect, no more legiments
Narcisistic, drama queen, craving fame and all this decadance
Lying through your teeth again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it, put it on the fautline
What'll it take to get it through to you precious
Come to this, why do you wanna throw it away like this
Such a bitch, why do I wanna watch you
Disconnect and self destruct one bullet at a time
What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die...

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