Post by Brandon Hendrix on Mar 15, 2022 21:03:07 GMT -5
Purple for Angelo
Green for Caito
"WELCOME TO THE MAD HOUSE ARIK"
Unrecorded ■
Where the fuck am I? I.. I can't see around me. It feels like I'm surrounded by darkness, and whenever I try to yell, my voice goes muffled. I tried to breathe, but I couldn't. What felt like forever has passed me by, I finally can see again.. as the bag was removed from my head. I can breathe again… as the tape was removed from my lips. I lift my head, and see a white room, and four people in white doctor jackets and with white Amston Model 1808 N95 Respirator masks covering their faces.
"Hello Mr. Caito. How are you today?"
"Where am I? Why am I here?"
"You were sent here by request. Now answer the question, how are you today?"
".... I'm fi-". I look down. My head twitches around, shaking violently before dropping below. I then… start chuckling. That chuckle turns into a laugh, which turns into a full blown cackle. Then, my head snaps up.
"FUCK YOU PUSSY! YOU BETTER LET ME GO OR SO HELP ME GOD I WILL MURDER YOU IN FRONT OF YOUR WIFE AND KIDS!". I… I don't even know where that came from. I look around before looking up at the doctor. "...that wasn't me… was it?". The doctor nods.
"That was you Angelo. We've been watching you for a month now, and we've been noticing something with your…. Change, if we can keep it simple. You took a nasty fall, and suddenly, everything about you changed. You're acting like you're a completely different person, as one minute you act like you care, but the next minute you act like you want to rip someone's throat out. You seem to be suffering from spilt personality disorder."
"Split personality disorder?"
"Yes. There are two of you in one body. It's like Yin and Yang. There is Yang, the light side: the good side of you. The side of you that knows what happens is wrong and always caring. Then, there's Yin, the dark side: the evil side of you. The side that makes you hate, makes you seek violence against everyone and everything."
"Get to the point jackass."
"... Very well. We'll split each personality into two parts. The good side of you will be named Angelo. The bad side will be named Caito. Now, let's begin with the evaluation!". The doctor turns his head to the nurse and whispers something into her ear so I cannot hear it. She walks over and grabs a needle from a tray and approaches me, and I start freaking out, shaking and yelling before she puts the needle in my arm. "Do not worry, you'll feel better soon.". As he talks, everything is fading out. I tru to fight my eyes closing, but I'm too weak to as I end up passing out.
Recorded ●
"....why Arik? Why did you abandon me? After everything…. Being thr voice in my head that helped me find out who I really was… why? Was it me? Yeah… it was always me, wasn't it? I tried to be better for you, for Havoc, for everyone I was associated with… but you attacked me Arik. Why…. I need to know why…."
**Silence Fills The Room**
"Take a wild guess why Angelo. Because that stupid CUNT was using us! He was using Havoc, Syndicate, and Slade. And look at what happens when he no longer has the power, he takes it out on us. Fuck him. Fuck Arik Holt, fuck Billy Bennett, and fuck Savannah Sunshine, Andrew, whatever she decides to call herself on Twitter these days."
"Why Savannah and Billy?"
"Why? Look at the two dumb broads! Savannah went from man to man in the past year before jumping to Arik's nuts and decided to marry him. God I wish Arik didn't step in the way when I threw that brick. The joy I would have had in cracking her skull one more time, but Arik blindly stood in the way. Now, while you saved her, let me ask you, would she honestly do the same for you? Would she sacrifice for you? If it came down to you, trying to fight off the blade that you brought in to the world, trying to gut you like a fish, would she take the metal of the blade to her heart like you would for her?"
"I don't see it."
"Me fucking either. So when she does turn on you, what's left of the life you envisioned? Billy? Haha. If she could kill her own father like I think she did, why wouldn't the crack whore off you as well? Don't worry, when she does, we'll visit some graves. We'll pour one out on your grave…"
"Rest In Peace?"
"REST IN PISS BOZO!"
"What's the other grave you were talking about?"
"Oh that one is for Havoc. You see, me, him, Slade, Syndicate, all of us knew what kind of snake she is, so we're glad to get rid of her too. You see, Havoc can go find her daddy's grave and shit all over it for all we care."
"Don't you think that's a little much?"
"Of course not! All that stupid bitch tried to do to us and you think that's too much? She deserves everything she's going to get. But back to the man I'm facing. Hey Arik, you know what's funny? If our hairs didn't magically grow back in, us fighting would look like a nutsack mixing up in the ring."
".... really?"
"Look people want entertainment in these things so let's give them. And that entertainment brings up inside a chapel to end the life of Arik Holt."
"Maybe you're right. But what if-"
"GOD DAMMIT SHUT UP! There is no "what if'' anymore! You joined them and he USED ALL OF YOU! And you know what's worse? As soon as she joined, he became soft. He is more worried about that walking disease than the group he built from the likes of that blood sucking racist leech Valkyrie to what it was then. Me and Havoc putting fear in that roster's souls, Slade and Julius dominating the Tag division. We had it all without her, but you became so complied to get the dream girl because you couldn't do it in middle school, you couldn't in high school, and you couldn't for most of your adult life. Fucking Hell Arik! You were more concerned about getting laid for the first time in your life then the men who were making you rich! But hey, I kinda understand Arik. I was a young man growing up in the 80s trying to do the same thing you are. And at the age of thirteen, I achieved it!"
"Why do you got to bring up my personal life?"
"Because it's funny to compare our lives to his!"
"How? We're far different from him."
"Are we? We're all the same in a way, Angelo. Arik craves destruction, we create it. Difference is, we finish the job. Arik couldn't stab Jason right because I would of drilled that knife into his rotten fucking HEART and watch him die, but you were too much of a coward to kill anyone on your own. You couldn't even get Jacob Steele to pick off Jason successfully. You failed Holt. This wasn't my fault or anyone else's, not even Savannah’s. This was YOUR fault Arik. You FAILED. You sucked as a general manager because you allowed us to turn on you. What did you expect first of all? You booked us in a match that you knew one’s ego would over take and take out their own teammate….”
**Silence Fills The Room**
“Unless…. You wanted that to happen. You wanted Billy to knockout Syndicate, but didn't expect it so soon. Probably towards the end of the match, but hey, shit happens right? But what you probably didn't expect is me BEING LEFT AGAINST THREE FUCKING PEOPLE ALONE! WHAT AM I TO DO ARIK!?! YOU BLAMED ME THAT NIGHT FOR MY LOSE AGAINST ELENA, HENRY, AND ALYSSA! BUT NO! YOU TRIED TO RIDICULE US! YOU TRIED TO MAKE US FEEL BAD! And you succeeded…. Up until one moment. You see, Arik was that voice in our heads, until one bump off the stage…. Rid the voices out of my head. Now, I'm free. Maybe it's…. A blessing. And now, I'm going to bless the entire Project Honor roster and world."
"How so?"
"Arik Holt has been ruining Project Honor, Fallout, and everyone's careers and lives. He was the person we hate. Why we joined him, was based on mental weakness from losing to that cunt who stained a pretty good championship. Now, we're STRONG AGAIN ANGELO!"
"Yeah… I do feel a whole lot better. Maybe Caito's right. Let's be honest Arik, you're a cunt that needs to be dealt with."
"You're going to suffer."
"You're going to hurt."
"You're going to DIE!"
"When we send you to Mexico, take your wife with you."
"And never come back."
"Arik Holt."
"WELCOME TO THE MAD HOUSE FUCKER!"
"And welcome to the end of your world."
Unrecorded ■
Hours spent working with these doctors, but seemingly to no avail. I am exhausted from answering the same questions over and over again. The doctor continues writing on a paper on his clipboard.
"Great work Angelo. Let's take a five minute break. Nurse, inject the patient again will you?"
The nurse nods as she grabs a needle and looks at me as the doctor leaves the office. I close my eyes, gritting my teeth as I wait, but nothing happens. Then… sounds like something being unlocked. I feel the cuffs not squeezing my wrist anymore and the needle being placed in my hand. The door starts opening, so I pretend to be passed out. The doctor enters the room and grabs his clipboard again before walking over to me. He starts brushing my hair back, and that's when I jam the needle into his neck. I stand to my feet and I stare into the eyes of the doctor, who's looking at me with fear in his eyes. I smile as I kneel beside the doctor.
"You want to know what's wrong with me doc? People like you. You all criticized me for things you would never understand. Now…"
"Good night doctor."
I start pushing down on the needle into his neck, watching him fade out. I get back to my feet and turn my attention to the nurse.
"Who are you?"
She walks over and places her hand on my shoulder. She gives me a wink before leaving the room. Confused, I look down at the doctor before leaving the room.
Green for Caito
"WELCOME TO THE MAD HOUSE ARIK"
Unrecorded ■
Where the fuck am I? I.. I can't see around me. It feels like I'm surrounded by darkness, and whenever I try to yell, my voice goes muffled. I tried to breathe, but I couldn't. What felt like forever has passed me by, I finally can see again.. as the bag was removed from my head. I can breathe again… as the tape was removed from my lips. I lift my head, and see a white room, and four people in white doctor jackets and with white Amston Model 1808 N95 Respirator masks covering their faces.
"Hello Mr. Caito. How are you today?"
"Where am I? Why am I here?"
"You were sent here by request. Now answer the question, how are you today?"
".... I'm fi-". I look down. My head twitches around, shaking violently before dropping below. I then… start chuckling. That chuckle turns into a laugh, which turns into a full blown cackle. Then, my head snaps up.
"FUCK YOU PUSSY! YOU BETTER LET ME GO OR SO HELP ME GOD I WILL MURDER YOU IN FRONT OF YOUR WIFE AND KIDS!". I… I don't even know where that came from. I look around before looking up at the doctor. "...that wasn't me… was it?". The doctor nods.
"That was you Angelo. We've been watching you for a month now, and we've been noticing something with your…. Change, if we can keep it simple. You took a nasty fall, and suddenly, everything about you changed. You're acting like you're a completely different person, as one minute you act like you care, but the next minute you act like you want to rip someone's throat out. You seem to be suffering from spilt personality disorder."
"Split personality disorder?"
"Yes. There are two of you in one body. It's like Yin and Yang. There is Yang, the light side: the good side of you. The side of you that knows what happens is wrong and always caring. Then, there's Yin, the dark side: the evil side of you. The side that makes you hate, makes you seek violence against everyone and everything."
"Get to the point jackass."
"... Very well. We'll split each personality into two parts. The good side of you will be named Angelo. The bad side will be named Caito. Now, let's begin with the evaluation!". The doctor turns his head to the nurse and whispers something into her ear so I cannot hear it. She walks over and grabs a needle from a tray and approaches me, and I start freaking out, shaking and yelling before she puts the needle in my arm. "Do not worry, you'll feel better soon.". As he talks, everything is fading out. I tru to fight my eyes closing, but I'm too weak to as I end up passing out.
Recorded ●
"....why Arik? Why did you abandon me? After everything…. Being thr voice in my head that helped me find out who I really was… why? Was it me? Yeah… it was always me, wasn't it? I tried to be better for you, for Havoc, for everyone I was associated with… but you attacked me Arik. Why…. I need to know why…."
**Silence Fills The Room**
"Take a wild guess why Angelo. Because that stupid CUNT was using us! He was using Havoc, Syndicate, and Slade. And look at what happens when he no longer has the power, he takes it out on us. Fuck him. Fuck Arik Holt, fuck Billy Bennett, and fuck Savannah Sunshine, Andrew, whatever she decides to call herself on Twitter these days."
"Why Savannah and Billy?"
"Why? Look at the two dumb broads! Savannah went from man to man in the past year before jumping to Arik's nuts and decided to marry him. God I wish Arik didn't step in the way when I threw that brick. The joy I would have had in cracking her skull one more time, but Arik blindly stood in the way. Now, while you saved her, let me ask you, would she honestly do the same for you? Would she sacrifice for you? If it came down to you, trying to fight off the blade that you brought in to the world, trying to gut you like a fish, would she take the metal of the blade to her heart like you would for her?"
"I don't see it."
"Me fucking either. So when she does turn on you, what's left of the life you envisioned? Billy? Haha. If she could kill her own father like I think she did, why wouldn't the crack whore off you as well? Don't worry, when she does, we'll visit some graves. We'll pour one out on your grave…"
"Rest In Peace?"
"REST IN PISS BOZO!"
"What's the other grave you were talking about?"
"Oh that one is for Havoc. You see, me, him, Slade, Syndicate, all of us knew what kind of snake she is, so we're glad to get rid of her too. You see, Havoc can go find her daddy's grave and shit all over it for all we care."
"Don't you think that's a little much?"
"Of course not! All that stupid bitch tried to do to us and you think that's too much? She deserves everything she's going to get. But back to the man I'm facing. Hey Arik, you know what's funny? If our hairs didn't magically grow back in, us fighting would look like a nutsack mixing up in the ring."
".... really?"
"Look people want entertainment in these things so let's give them. And that entertainment brings up inside a chapel to end the life of Arik Holt."
"Maybe you're right. But what if-"
"GOD DAMMIT SHUT UP! There is no "what if'' anymore! You joined them and he USED ALL OF YOU! And you know what's worse? As soon as she joined, he became soft. He is more worried about that walking disease than the group he built from the likes of that blood sucking racist leech Valkyrie to what it was then. Me and Havoc putting fear in that roster's souls, Slade and Julius dominating the Tag division. We had it all without her, but you became so complied to get the dream girl because you couldn't do it in middle school, you couldn't in high school, and you couldn't for most of your adult life. Fucking Hell Arik! You were more concerned about getting laid for the first time in your life then the men who were making you rich! But hey, I kinda understand Arik. I was a young man growing up in the 80s trying to do the same thing you are. And at the age of thirteen, I achieved it!"
"Why do you got to bring up my personal life?"
"Because it's funny to compare our lives to his!"
"How? We're far different from him."
"Are we? We're all the same in a way, Angelo. Arik craves destruction, we create it. Difference is, we finish the job. Arik couldn't stab Jason right because I would of drilled that knife into his rotten fucking HEART and watch him die, but you were too much of a coward to kill anyone on your own. You couldn't even get Jacob Steele to pick off Jason successfully. You failed Holt. This wasn't my fault or anyone else's, not even Savannah’s. This was YOUR fault Arik. You FAILED. You sucked as a general manager because you allowed us to turn on you. What did you expect first of all? You booked us in a match that you knew one’s ego would over take and take out their own teammate….”
**Silence Fills The Room**
“Unless…. You wanted that to happen. You wanted Billy to knockout Syndicate, but didn't expect it so soon. Probably towards the end of the match, but hey, shit happens right? But what you probably didn't expect is me BEING LEFT AGAINST THREE FUCKING PEOPLE ALONE! WHAT AM I TO DO ARIK!?! YOU BLAMED ME THAT NIGHT FOR MY LOSE AGAINST ELENA, HENRY, AND ALYSSA! BUT NO! YOU TRIED TO RIDICULE US! YOU TRIED TO MAKE US FEEL BAD! And you succeeded…. Up until one moment. You see, Arik was that voice in our heads, until one bump off the stage…. Rid the voices out of my head. Now, I'm free. Maybe it's…. A blessing. And now, I'm going to bless the entire Project Honor roster and world."
"How so?"
"Arik Holt has been ruining Project Honor, Fallout, and everyone's careers and lives. He was the person we hate. Why we joined him, was based on mental weakness from losing to that cunt who stained a pretty good championship. Now, we're STRONG AGAIN ANGELO!"
"Yeah… I do feel a whole lot better. Maybe Caito's right. Let's be honest Arik, you're a cunt that needs to be dealt with."
"You're going to suffer."
"You're going to hurt."
"You're going to DIE!"
"When we send you to Mexico, take your wife with you."
"And never come back."
"Arik Holt."
"WELCOME TO THE MAD HOUSE FUCKER!"
"And welcome to the end of your world."
Unrecorded ■
Hours spent working with these doctors, but seemingly to no avail. I am exhausted from answering the same questions over and over again. The doctor continues writing on a paper on his clipboard.
"Great work Angelo. Let's take a five minute break. Nurse, inject the patient again will you?"
The nurse nods as she grabs a needle and looks at me as the doctor leaves the office. I close my eyes, gritting my teeth as I wait, but nothing happens. Then… sounds like something being unlocked. I feel the cuffs not squeezing my wrist anymore and the needle being placed in my hand. The door starts opening, so I pretend to be passed out. The doctor enters the room and grabs his clipboard again before walking over to me. He starts brushing my hair back, and that's when I jam the needle into his neck. I stand to my feet and I stare into the eyes of the doctor, who's looking at me with fear in his eyes. I smile as I kneel beside the doctor.
"You want to know what's wrong with me doc? People like you. You all criticized me for things you would never understand. Now…"
"Good night doctor."
I start pushing down on the needle into his neck, watching him fade out. I get back to my feet and turn my attention to the nurse.
"Who are you?"
She walks over and places her hand on my shoulder. She gives me a wink before leaving the room. Confused, I look down at the doctor before leaving the room.