Unpredictability
* Suicide RP for C13.
The camera faded in to the top of an apartment building complex in the Bronx, New York. A nice breeze blew throughout the neighborhood as down below children and adults alike were enjoying this warm, sunny day. The camera turned its attention from the humanity and towards that of a mysterious wanderer. The one known as Suicide stood near the edge of one side of the rooftop, his trench coat blowing quietly in the wind as his attention was fixated towards the unknown.
“Much like the weather, the sport of wrestling is something one can not truly predict even if the patterns seem obvious. One day, the sun is shining and the temperature is mild. Then the next day, it becomes chaotic with dark clouds looming, lighting crashing down to the Earth as thunder explodes all across the skies. Most people seem to plan their day according to the weather, to accommodate the random because a forecast had been told to them beforehand. And even that is nothing more than the folly of humans because nothing is what it truly seems.
“For me, wrestling, much like the weather, is something I embrace and not hide from. It's unpredictability is something I can relate to. No matter what happens, there will always someone who craves power and wants to reside on top to rule over all. But I care not for who has the power nor who bows to it; I will always stay the course no matter what obstacles stand in my way. My concern is not of the control and welfare of New ERA but that of my own. As I’ve shown many before since I came back to New ERA, nothing will impede me from shaping my destiny. I made sure that I announced when I was going to challenge for the World championship beforehand simply because that was part of my plan. The main reason was that I wanted no distractions from now until Banned in the US. No matter who is the champion from now until the premiere event, I will be ready for anything... like I always am.”
Suicide turned his attention away from the nothingness and towards the camera.
“Rather than be like the rest and talk about what has transpired in the past few days, I’d rather focus my attention on the immediate future... namely one Mr. Husani Dakarai. Here is a man who came to New ERA with a focus, a man of action that speaks prominently about his place in the sport. While he is raw, slowly but surely he is refining who he is and what he stands for. If I may be bold to say, he truly is a force to be reckoned with. I do not see the comparisons with Chaos for unlike the veteran, Mr. Dakarai seems focused and determined on his goals and shows respect when he feels it is due. This is why his opponents fell to his feet.
“I have no reason to judge you, Mr. Dakarai, for who am I to cast judgement on anyone? But I do question some things about you and if they anger you, just know it is merely the truth that I speak. Sometimes honesty changes the views of people.
“One subject I question is your supposed respect and kindness towards me. While I appreciate the fact you are taking me seriously, I wonder if you doubt your abilities by trying to reassure yourself that you are no pushover by lecturing me on the dos and donts on how to treat you. If there is anyone in this sport that knows more about being underestimated and overlooked, it is me. Since I came upon this sport, everyone looked at me, not as a threat, but as a joke. Sometime to not take seriously. I could list names of some supposedly main event wrestlers but that would be a complete waste and create false bravado on my part. But they soon learned that I was not about the fame, the fortune, or the championships. As someone has stated recently, I am here for wrestling and love of the sport. I am here for the competition and having my limits pushed. I view you, Mr. Dakarai as such a man to test me and I look forward to our battle in the ring.
“Which leads to my second question: why do you believe our match will be on par with an event that hasn’t happened yet but would shape the very world in which we live in? Do not get me wrong, Mr. Dakarai - there are wrestling matches, true epic battles, that on a rare occasion, shape the very foundation of our great sport. But I believe you are getting a little ahead of yourself if you believe when we clash in the squared circle it will be such an event.
The Mysterious Wanderer took off his fedora hat and held it in front of him with both hands
“I hate to destroy your dreams, but even with you putting myself on a high enough pedestal, that will not happen. However, that is not to say that our match will have no significance. Whether you care or not, and it seems on face value you don’t, the victor of this match receives a banked title shot. In fact, it’s very important to point out that no matter who wins this battle, it can be assured we will definitely face off against each other once more. But it’s not about future battles with you or anyone else for that matter I care about. Our match is my sole focus and no matter who is victorious, it will be a match everyone in New ERA will be following with keen interest.”
“Now with my last question, why bother begging and daring me to come to our match? I think it is a bit redundant to do so when I show up and stand face-to-face with every challenge that is thrown my way. You said it yourself that I have stood up to adversity no matter the numbers, no matter the strength and skill of my opponent or opponents. So why would that change now? Is it you truly believe that I will be a pushover for you even though you claim I am not?”
“I know we have been in each other’s airspace once before in Legacy of Champions and from that time to three years later here in New ERA of Wrestling, a lot has changed. You were incarcerated and paid your debt to society, trying refine yourself to become an even better wrestler than you one were. So to assume I am not prepared for you and will just overlook you because of said incarceration already tells me that you believe you have the upper hand. I also find it humorous that you believe you could even try to instill fear into my black heart when I’ve shown I fear no one.
“You could be six foot eight, seven foot eleven, or even four foot two. You could be man full of power and rage, speed and agility, or skill and intelligence. I will show up to our match fully prepared and ready to give you the battle you so desire. But maybe, just maybe, you might be biting more than you can chew. Confidence is good to have, but being overzealous like you seem to be may be your undoing. And that is what you have shown me Mr. Dakarai. Your previous victories over good wrestlers are commendable. But they are not quite like me.”
“I will definitely be at Cyberstrike and we both will be in for a fight. Will it be of epic proportions on par with major wars in our human history? Probably not. But will it be a match people may talk about for years to come? It could happen. Because when it’s all said and done, win or lose, I will show you the respect I know you earn and deserve. I expect nothing less from you, Mr. Dakarai, and there is no need for me to compare you to anyone else. I just hope you are ready like you claim you are, because just like it will be for me, this is no ordinary walk in the park. Like an old friend, a spectre of the past, once said, ‘there’s a storm brewin’’... I just hope you are prepared for the random and unknown...
“‘Nuff said...”
The camera faded out as it continued its focus on Suicide...