Post by devlinraine on Oct 5, 2022 8:04:35 GMT -5
The desire to destroy, to disrupt, to lose control, to rebuild and then to tear it down again.
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The screen pauses with a “loading” circle before it seems that glitch out and a voice cuts in as rolling into shot as if the frames are only just catching up to him is the figure of Devlin Raine smiling as his face seems to judder and jump and the background becomes overload with a news studio style backdrop and a crayon drawn “D-TV” logo behind him as drawn by a “A.Raine aged 9”.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, Theydes and Gentlethems. Welcome to your new, improved and totally not at all improvised D:TV! I’m your host, dealer of destiny, the master of disasters, The man of 1001 nicknames and not padding this out for time in any way whatsoever; Devlin Raine.”
Below him as he smiles to the camera there a slow red flashing graphic of the word “Applause” Before the camera cuts suddenly to another camera and he has to adjust to keep up , resuming that cheesy not really honest smile and then back to the first camera before he speaks.
“On this very special edition we’re covering a new and special news segment one, praise and rejoice for your lovable muggable, goblin of human; That’s me has returned to your screens! To address and confirm his participation in the Tara Fenix Charity Event of 2022! I get to go to Waikiki! To raise money! For charity! Hel if I could raise cash for more than one I would; all the charities! That’s why I have put my name down for both!”
He pauses and once again.
Applause.
He lets that one it for an uncomfortably long time before straightening up with a smile and continuing on.
“In the latest news Yours truly Devlin Raine is also scheduled to go up against a relative upcomer in our industry, young, bright eyes, eighteen years old looking to shock awe, impress distress and well raise some money of her own for which ever charity she nominates, get her name out there what is this woman’s name?”
He seems to stop and check some fake notes as the background changes to a graphic of Kayla Collins.
Devlin keeps looking before he glances behind him and blinks and then smiles nervously at camera.
“Kayla Collins aka the Venomous pixie, I swear some of these ring names are getting silly now. Says I of many names but a pixie? You need a better name, but you’re young you’ll figure it out or you’ll own it. That’s what I did, now You were hard to look up because as mentioned you’re a relative upcomer. But I think that’s what makes this exciting, me now in the unenviable position of being the Industry vet against what on paper seems to be a rookie.”
He pauses.
“It’s always that on paper part that bothers me because well it’s never that easy, is it? I’ve never been accused of taking things too seriously, well not always anyway I can do it, but this is a charity gig he only thing on the line here is my pride and my ego and that’ll recover if You squeak a win, which let’s face it? It could happen It’d be awesome if it did, you collect a notch on the belt something to bolster that ego of yours and probably make you insufferable for a little while. It’ll be great.”
He nods a bit.
“You remind me of me in few ways, no backing dow no backing off all go all make the world yours and hang the naysayers, I like the attitude it certainly got me far so I reckon we’ll probably hate each other by the time we’re in the ring because, and I mean this great respect. Neither of us can stand losing here. So let’s agree to keep at the very least professional and we’ll hang and talk shop no matter how it goes because judging by what I have see? I like you.”
A pause.
“Not enough to let you walk all over me and win, but enough to drag your ass in front of the crowd if needs be and put on the –best- match of the night save for the Rumble later, you’d ask if I’d back off or slow down after that? Answer is still no. Destiny has other plans for you that evening, but hey it’s nothing personal chica; I’m just puttin’ in the work.”
He laughs a little.
“But either way I want you to take something; away from this experience, this business as much as it’s all about success is about havin’ fun too, there’s a lot of BS out there a lotta nay-sayers and a lot of bull shit tribalism let’s put all that to one side, go out there we’re in Waikiki we’re raising money for causes we care about, we’re doing some positive in the world let’s reflect that out there in our business, even if the unfortunate reality of it is that only one of us can win. Unless we go to time limit draw, or DQ each other or...Ok maybe there’s way we can make it so neither of us really –win- but that would be dull..”
He grins and pushes the chair away as he stands up and the background behind him changes to a superimposed Picture of Waikiki beach as he seems to produce a guitar out of nowhere and strums a few notes.
“So, let’s see where destiny will carry you sweet pea, you and me.”
He winks to the camera.
“See you on the highway sister, where only the fast go for it all, we’ll never fade away you and me.”
He caps a salute to the camera as he starts to play a slow rolling guitar riff as the desk he’s stood behind starts to slowly drop into the floor as he jams along singing with the riff.
“Seasons don’t fear the Reaper; nor do the wind or the sun or the rain...”
Fade out.
