Post by Havoc on Dec 7, 2021 17:29:41 GMT -5
The scene begins outside an old rustic building as the camera points at a flickering neon sign right above the giant doorway. ‘The Nightmare Museum’ was open for business. The camera pans around to reveal a large group of people gathered around, with tickets in their hands. A familiar face popped into the frame with a devious smile on her face as she welcomed the visitors to the newly opened Museum.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, it is my honor to welcome the first batch of guests to the inauguration of The Nightmare Museum! Today, we have all gathered around here to celebrate the life of a great man. A man who has accomplished a lot in his lifetime, something that people could only dream about. A man who has changed the landscape of professional wrestling and continues to grow to this day, making it a better place. Of course, who better to get things started than the most important woman in that man’s life. Hana Nakajima!”
Hana raises her hand and forces the crowd to applaud her, which they comply with. With a shit-eating grin on her face, she takes in the applause and revels in her own brilliance.
“Thank you, thank you! You are far too kind. But today is not about me. It’s about the life and career of the great Havoc!!! So without any further adieu, come on in! Welcome to The Nightmare Museum!! Fair warning, do not engage in flash photography as the exhibits are rather new. We want everybody to get an authentic first experience here at the Museum. And stay tuned! Perhaps, a great surprise awaits you at the end of the journey. Now, please follow me.”
Hana guides the crowd into the building as the camera follows them along on the journey. As we enter, there are multiple photos of Havoc’s past successes framed along the hallway. From his title wins to his major fights, the life of Havoc is being celebrated. We see exhibits of the OWA World Championship. Wrestleworld European and Shogun Championships. WWH World Championship. Project: Honor’s Fallout Prime Championship, all placed inside a glass trophy cabinet.
“These are only some of Havoc’s great accomplishments. We all know that he’s a force of nature wherever he steps foot. He has taken over companies on a whim and brought them around to respect what he stands for through his sheer hard work and dedication. Havoc is currently the Prime Champion in Project: Honor. And it didn’t take him long to find success in the company. Of course, all of you must know that being fans of his work. Things are only getting started. We have some memorabilia that Havoc has collected over the years from his biggest foes. You don’t want to miss this!”
The group walks up to a pair of boots inside a glass cabinet.
“Let’s all pay our condolences to Kenny Drake. These are the boots he wore the day of his demise. Of course, none of that would have happened if he hadn’t been dragged into a fight that wasn’t his, to begin with. But that is the harsh reality of war. Innocent lives are lost. A wife lost her husband that day. Children lost their father. Just because they wanted to fight against Havoc and the Ashes of the Wake. These boots are not here to disrespect the life of Kenny Drake. No. Havoc chose to put them here to honor the legacy of the man who lost his life for the greater good of mankind. Kenny Drake’s death served as a cautionary tale for anybody who dared to oppose Havoc on his journey to change this world. We respect Kenny Drake for his sacrifice, albeit for the wrong cause. He will always live on in our memory. Rest in Peace.”
Hana Nakajima bows her head at the exhibit, paying her respects to the fallen, even if it comes as disingenuous. There is no remorse on her face as she hops on forward to the next exhibit as the group of people follows behind.
The group comes across the next exhibit, which happens to be the bloodied suit of Noah Hanson. An early rival of Havoc from his WWH/NAW days. Havoc eventually put the nail in the coffin and ended the wrestling career of Noah Hanson.
“A man way past his prime thought he could hold a candle to Havoc. He may have been the World Champion at that time, but that didn’t mean shit to our savior. There was history between these two and Havoc knew exactly what he had to do. Not only did he beat Hanson for the title, but also ended his career. And the world thanked him on that day. Hanson was a burden to the industry and used his influence to get into easy fights and maintain his status. He stood for the corruption that has plagued the industry for a long time and Havoc knew he would be the man to bring the change. And that he did by beating Hanson to a bloody pulp. This suit and tie are to commemorate the dying legacy of a fallen champion who had no business stepping up to The Nightmare King.”
Hana was bitter about Hanson’s history with Havoc due to their turbulent past. She had no interest in showing any empathy to a fallen old man, instead, she swiftly moved on to a broken mask carefully placed upright in a glass frame.
“Ah yes. The broken mask of Babayka. The Boogeyman of Wrestleworld. Their chosen European Architect. A monster among men. He tried to establish a stronghold over Wrestleworld but Havoc tore through those shackles just like this mask. He exposed the world to the real face of Babayka and proved that he was the man to fear. That he was the monster. That HE was the one that deserved to hold the European Championship.”
And finally, Hana comes across a bloodied knife inside of a frame put up on the wall.
“This is the latest addition to his collection. While he may not directly be involved with the knife in question, but it holds a lot of value to him. This knife was a gift that he earned as part of the Proving Ground Black Friday Mall Mayhem that happened recently. This knife was used to nearly take the life of a man that has been a constant part of Havoc’s life. The knife is a reminder for Havoc that the job is still not done. He may have taken the championship away from Long but his life still stands. Jason Long’s life is in the hands of his maker. And that man is none other than Havoc. The man that put him on the map. The man that MADE Prince Maverick evolve into King Jason Long. While he was upset that Arik would try to take Jason’s life away but that was compensated by Arik at Bloodbath. The knife is symbolic of what awaits Jason Long in his near future.”
With a sadistic smile on her face, she continues on forward to come across an empty glass cabinet.
“Why is this one empty?”
A member from the crowd enquired as Hana responds by breaking into a fit of laughter. And at that instant, the lights go out in the Museum. Darkness surrounds everybody as anxious murmurs begin to flutter around from the crowd gathered. Moments pass and the lights flicker back on only to find that a man has joined the group. Standing right in the middle of the crowd is the man himself. Havoc.
“Thank you for guiding these people around the premises, Hana. I’ll take it from here.”
Havoc suggested as Hana nods in agreement, waving goodbye to the people.
“Very good question, might I add. As Hana has informed you, all of these people played an important part in my journey. They helped me become the man I am today, whether good or bad. There’s another man that I have my eyes on that has constantly been coming up against me. A man that stood up to the Ashes in OWA as part of Jeff and friends. I am talking about the Dreadknight of course, Michael Bishop. I’ve kept this cabinet empty because I feel the urge of commemorating the shared history that the two of us have had over the last year. Bishop somehow finds his way into another company I rule over. And just like in OWA, he happens to be a background player to somebody else’s redemption story. Jeff used the Frontline to get what he wanted out of the exchange, using the entire OWA roster to his advantage to get one over me. Michael Bishop stood in the background, applauding the man in his successes. And now, the MAFIA IS HERE! Jason Long has a friend after all! No, the succubus leeching every bit of success out of Jason does not count. We all heard Jason, didn’t we! He wants redemption! He wants to END the True Society. And now he has a friend! Michael Bishop is here to play the support once again. It’s truly unfortunate because he’s capable of being his own man! He is capable of being the hero of his own story but here he is, playing second fiddle yet again. Luckily enough, he has a chance to make up for his good friend when he faces me this coming week! Can you believe it! What an incredible opportunity for The Dreadknight! He has a chance to make an immediate impact by beating the Prime Champion! But the thing is, he had that opportunity at the Purge. Big Mike was a huge disappointment at the Purge, wasn’t he? A guy with MMA credentials, known to be a fucking badass gets thrown out early on. It really shouldn’t be like that. And then his buddy Jason fumbled the bag against True Society’s very own Syndicate. Funny how life works, isn’t it?”
Havoc snickers like the evil bastard that he is. He loves stirring the pot and the pot has been striking hot for Michael Bishop.
“I appreciate all of you gathering here today. This is only a teaser of what my life has been. Some of you have followed me throughout my journey and you’ve come to realize how difficult it has been for me. I have overcome so many obstacles and yet people always want to see me lose. They want me to fail. They label me as a villain because I do not conform to the rules of society. Well, I do now. ONLY a society that I believe in. TRUE SOCIETY! That’s the present and future of Project: Honor. The future of wrestling! Coming back to this empty cabinet, I need a token from Michael Bishop. I would love to get a dog tag, his bloodied trunks-- Or perhaps, the best token possible. His weak-ass kneecaps. I want to rip him limb for limb and use that as a weapon against him. And then I will place it in here and cherish his fucking demise till the day I die. Isn’t it funny though? People love to bring up the fact that they beat me eons ago. I heard what Bishop was saying before the Purge. I know that he thinks he can get the better of me because he beat me that one time at Kingdom Pro on his own home turf when everything and everybody was cheering against me. But he will fail to maintain all those fucking times when his life flashed in front of his eyes when he dared to step foot against the Ashes of the Wake. Does he not remember puking his guts out, begging for mercy? Does he not remember the pain and suffering that he underwent when he failed to capture the Ascension to the Heaven’s Briefcase, when he was primed to be the top prospect? I climbed up the ladder while Bishop lay on the sidelines and I cemented my career in OWA. Why has he been an afterthought everywhere he goes?”
Havoc was being as snarky as he could be with his remarks. He wanted Bishop to know that they’re not built the same.
“He’s the Outlaw King and that’s great! But he should have BEEN the WORLD CHAMPION. He should have BEEN at the top of the company. But that’s the thing! He just can’t! He can’t get it done when it matters the most. Michael Bishop is undoubtedly a tough SOB. But there’s one thing that he’s more of. And that’s a fucking choker. He constantly chokes at every big opportunity and continues to be a fraction of what he was supposed to be! The great MMA fighter-turned-wrestler SHOULD NOT have been such a failure. And say what you want-- Success is objective and I am sure he’ll bring up his championship victories in obscure companies that nobody gives a fuck about. Oh, he did great at Kingdom Pro? Where is that company now, eh? Surely didn’t do good business with Bishop as a star player. What about Dystopia Wrestling or whatever the fuck it’s called because they put out shows once every two years. And let’s be clear, that’s just a circlejerk of Jason Long, Savannah Sunshine, her stupid family, and Bishop taking turns to pat each other on the back. The best thing is, he’s going to talk a big game. He’s going to act hard and pretend to be this fucking mafioso badass motherfucker. But he will be the first to be puking his guts out when the going gets tough. He puts on a hard exterior front because he’s a fucking pussy inside. He didn’t dare take me down. He didn’t dare try to beat me for the OWA World Championship. And while he’s going to try to stake his claim to MY Prime Championship, I’ll bring him back down to size and show him the truth. HE’S NOT GOOD ENOUGH! HE NEVER WILL BE! He’s a glorified background player that gets attention and notoriety because of his fat fucking mouth that can’t shut up.”
Havoc points at a young member of the crowd and brings him closer to him.
“Look at this young man. He’s got so much to live for. A whole life ahead of him. What do you want to be when you grow up, little kid?”
Havoc takes a knee to get into eye level with the young child.
“I--I want to be a wrestler.”
The young kid stuttered out of fear as he answered, to the surprise of The Nightmare King.
“That’s wonderful! I shared the same dream when I was your age. Now, a young kid like this should not be following in the footsteps of a failure like Michael Bishop. I don’t care how good he is in the ring. I don’t care how our past encounters went. They are so far in the past that Michael Bishop was touted out to be the next breakout star. Oh, how wrong they were. His career has stagnated beyond belief. It’s honestly shocking how he managed to disappoint everybody. Now, he wants to get his feet wet elsewhere because disappointing everybody in OWA wasn’t enough. This man claims to be a killer and perhaps he was at a given point in his life. At no point do I say that he doesn’t have what it takes to be a winner. He has all the tools but his mind holds him back. He’s weak! And no matter how he tries to twist it around with tough words-- His actions do not MATCH in the results. This man has threatened to take my life since the moment our paths crossed. Well, I stand here as a fucking champion while he’s STILL trying to make a name for himself. We saw what you did at Wrestleworld, Bishop. Don’t think these people have forgotten! He ‘beat’ a pregnant woman to win a championship that he couldn’t hold longer than a fucking minute! The one chance he gets to prove to the people that he’s not a fucking has-been, he drops the ball immediately. And I don’t need to remind anybody about my success in Wrestleworld. My title reign speaks for itself. His title reign was in its infant stages and it DIED before it ever got a chance to talk. He’s the Outlaw King in OWA cause he’s not good enough to be anything MORE than that. People who have entered the company WAY after Bishop, have lapped him by a fucking mile! Darkane and Graham Baker BOTH tasted success before him. So-- After hearing all of this kiddo-- Do you think ANYBODY should look up to Michael Bishop? TELL ME!”
Havoc screams at the top of his lungs, terrifying the child in the process. But he shakes his head as a response to Havoc’s question that puts a smile on his face.
“See. Even this kid can see through his bullshit. Now, I am aware that Michael Bishop is a soon-to-be father. Congratulations are in order, but it’s crazy how reckless he talks knowing he has a young budding family waiting for him. His wife needs him the most right now and he continues to poke a stick at me. That’s not a wise idea, Bishop. I have ended careers AND lives for that matter. He knows that damn well and yet he stands there looking like a fucking buffoon thumping his chest like he did something. That’s not bravery-- It’s stupidity! Your family needs you, Michael Bishop. Even though he made the terrible mistake of naming the succubus as the Godmother of his future child. That poor kid has to deal with her baggage too. Let’s talk in hypotheticals for a second. If his kid grows up to be a wrestling fan -- or chooses to partake in the business themselves-- Who do you think they should be looking up to? A fucking has-been that chokes at every opportunity they get. Or a world-beater that wins top championships EVERYWHERE he goes. I WAS the guy to beat in WWH. I WAS the guy to beat in OWA. And I am THE TOP GUY in Project Honor. I don’t care what anybody else has to say. Syndicate, while he’s a friend of mine-- We can iron it out if he doesn’t agree. Ozymandias? I will fucking toss him around the ring and play him like a fucking fiddle if he ever dares challenge me again. My position WILL be undisputed after Wired Consequences. I have a championship to defend, Bishop. Something he’s not very good at.”
Havoc shakes his head in disgust as he looks at the Prime Championship replica across the hallway.
“So, I am not letting him ruin my momentum. I am not letting him strong-arm his way into a championship opportunity. Michael Bishop DARES to step into MY company and tell me that I’ve got no chance. NEWS FLASH! I RUN THE FUCKING SHOW!!! Arik Holt signs your damn paychecks. Know your fucking place before you don’t even have a place to call home. I will END your career faster than the crowd can say Pyro. Heck, I will send you to where Kenny Drake went. SIX FEET UNDER AND CLOSER TO HELL! Don’t jinx your soon-to-be-born child to have the same fate as Kenny Drake’s children. They need their father. Do not be stupid, Michael Bishop. Don’t act tougher than you need to be. I will beat your fucking ass and I will put you down to the place where you belong. The bottom of the fucking barrel. And you can happily exist and enjoy your mediocre life as you have so far. Don’t get me riled up, Michael. Look at these people gathered here! They’re afraid of me right now. This poor child is CRYING cause I screamed at him. You’re making me do these terrible things to innocent people. You’re no better than Jeff! Don’t let your family become collateral to your own fucking loud-mouth. I won’t leave anybody.”
A sadistic smile appears on the face of Havoc. He knew that he was taking things personal with The Dreadknight and the added pressure will certainly weigh on Bishop. Havoc wants to torture Mike and make him regret every word that he has said.
“These people here want an answer, Michael. You want to be a hero, don’t you? Then will you be coming here to save their lives? Will you be putting your body on the line for these innocent people or does your heroic tendencies only pop up when your own skin is on the line. You’re not a hero, Mike. You’re afraid. You only think about yourself as Jeff did before you. I think that Bishop needs me to help him out. Perhaps, I will be able to activate this latent talent that everybody talks about. I don’t want to hear about the potential of what Michael Bishop can be anymore. I need results RIGHT NOW and so do these people! Isn’t that right? Don’t you want Michael Bishop to come to save you? ANSWER ME!”
The group collectively nod out of fear, as some people let out wails of terror to the satisfaction of Havoc.
“Good. So, Bishop. Be a hero. Take me down. End my fucking life. I DARE YOU!! But if you fail, I will make your life a living hell. And not just yours! Your friends too. Every single one of them. Savannah will suffer for your words. Jason Long will PERISH for your sins. And your family? Their fate will be far worse than yours. While I will be quick to end your suffering, they will have to live through your mistakes. And you will have nobody but yourself to blame. You have a choice at Fallout. Stand back and surrender. Stay the fuck away from me and the True Society. Don’t get involved in something that you can’t handle. If by some miracle you take me down, we’ve got NINE more devious cunts to snap your fucking head. Honestly, The Nightmare Museum could use another exhibit. I want to HANG your rotting corpse from the ceiling for the world to see! I want them to realize that I am NOBODY to be fucked with. You can hold on to some petty wins that you’ve had before. But you better hope you’re lucky to hold on to your life. Because if I get my way, you’re going to be joining Moongoose McQueen and Kenny Drake in the fucking morgue. You may feel confident but just know that True Society RUNS Fallout. Arik Holt at the helm. Syndicate as the Legacy Champion. Slade as the Noble Champion. Valkyrie as the Ascension Champion. Casanova English as the Warrior Rising Champion. And then we’ve got KILLERS like Knox, Druscilla, and Baker. You stand NO CHANCE against us. Even with a fucking army. And especially not with the Big Drip. It’s embarrassing to think that a man like Ozymandias would fall to their level. It’s simple, Bishop. You’re either with the True Society or YOU’RE DEAD! And I know where you stand. One last chance. Be smarter than you fucking look or get your gray matter turned to mush. It’d be a shame that your unborn child wouldn’t get the chance to meet their father. Don’t worry. I will take care of them for you out of respect, Bishop.”
The eyes of Havoc begin to glow the shade of crimson red as a devilish smirk appears on his face. The camera slowly pans around to reveal the group of people gathered are standing upright with their pupils rolled to the back of their heads. And on their foreheads are two words written in blood, that should be feared by everyone in Project: Honor.
TRUE SOCIETY
