Post by "The" Kobra on Jul 25, 2007 5:35:40 GMT -5
"The Scene opens up in Kobra's Hospital room with him laying in his bed under the whitened sheets surrounde dby two figures wheeling him out of the building"
Our Father Who Art In Heaven
" the scene then pans to a man walks slowly into a darkened room with another figure room; nothing can be made out of what is in this room or why he is here or who he may be."
Hallowed Be Thy Name
"The man throws down a pile of mail and empties his pockets onto a table next to him. He walks over to a refrigerator and looks into it but discovers nothing."
Thy Kingdome Come, Thy Will Be Done
"He sighs, it always seems like all he can do is sigh. He walks over to a drawer and begins to dig through it."
On Earth As It Is In Heaven
"He continues to dig through the drawer as if looking for something very important. The phone begins to ring. He ignores it."
Now Give Us This Day Our Daily Bread
"The man seems to find what he is looking for in the kitchen drawer, pulling out a book of matches. He methodically walks over to a bookcase and begins to search for something.'
And Forgive Us Our Trespasses
"His search ends quickly as he pulls a leather bound book out of the bookcase. He turns it sideways, revealing to the camera that it is the Holy Bible. The phone continues to ring."
As We Forgive Those Who Trespass Against Us
"The man places the Bible in the sink and slowly reaches over to the box of matches. He lights the Bible on fire and stares at it for a minute."
And Lead Us Not Into Temptation
"The man then walks over silently to a closet and steps inside. He steps out a minute later with some type of object in his hand."
But Deliver Us From Evil
"The man falls further into the shadows of his dimly lit apartment, he opens a drawer. Out of this drawer he quickly pulls something out. The phone has finally stopped ringing."
For Thine Is The Kingdom
"The man walks back into the light and the object is revealed to be a gun. He loads a clip into the gun and cocks it back."
And The Power And Glory
"The man seats himself at his table. He looks down at a magazine on his table and laughs at it before finally speaking what could be his last words."
Man (in Arabic): Unlucky bastard, he doesn’t know what is to come of this life that has been “Chosen” for him. i have been "CURED" of all my venoms and now i shall givein to my poisons no longer.
Forever And Ever
The man brings the gun up to his face and places the barrel in his mouth. He fires. The camera shifts away from the explosion to show the magazine cover; a cover of XVI Superstar Brian Variety with words written in Hebrew. Blood spatters on the picture as the scene fades out to black.
Amen.
*****
The scene opens in Berlin, Germany after the XVI International Road Tour event. Kobra, , a mysterious figure, and his partner that night some black hooded Man are changing in the locker room after their victory over Brian Variety and some developemental guy named Nick Peirce, when the third figure emerges and reveals herself as Jessica begins to speak.
Jessica: The LORD would be proud of our service out there my dear, we fought valiantly.
"Kobra continues to undress silently, either attempting to ignore his supposed lover or perhaps lost deeply into his own thoughts. Jessica, however, continues to speak."
Jessica: This was only the first step, though. You and I showed that we are not something to just scoff at. Look at us! We showed the world! You bested your eternal Kryptonite, I derailed the so called “technical master,” dear this is our true path, why won't you realize this!
"There is a slight pause between the two before Kobra finally speaks."
Kobra: I’m going to Israel.
"Kobra scoops up his bag and heads out of the locker room while Jessica gets up to cut him off on his hasty exit.
Jessica: Israel... dear you know I trust your judgment, and I need not tell you your priorities. We all have our own reasons, our own paths set forth by the LORD, but I think you now are starting to realize that you and I, we're indeed very different.
Jessica and Kobra stare each other directly in the eyes as an awkward and unbreakable silence fills the rooms before The Man watches Brian Variety leave silently. The scene fades to black…
*****
Mind of a Misfit
Pt. 11A – The Callings from a World Unseen
In life, a man must take massive chances at times in order to continually succeed beyond his wildest dreams. Different factors may kind such a chance; could be political, professional, religious, or personal.
Or it could be all of the above for some men.
Israel is a land torn by war from within due to a duality, just like my soul. I must venture to her, something within her holy confines calls to me; yearns me to explore her. I need to discover what it is or else I may never be able to accomplish my mission as the Chosen One.
The Chosen One…it always comes back to that designation; doesn’t it?
It seems so long ago that I was charged with this holy mission yet it was only just before the last XVI pay-per-view that I stood in the magnificent presence of the LORD, that I basked in His words and took upon the burden on my shoulders of His holy war.
And what now? What can I accomplish in Israel that cannot be done elsewhere? There must be something there for me to find…
Israel, the collective dream of an entire race of people.
Israel, the Chosen land of the LORD.
Israel…
What do you have in waiting for me and why do I feel it will completely alter my world as I know it to exist?
*****
"The scene reopens in Jerusalem, the capital of the nation of Israel. More specifically, it opens at the fabled Western Wall; a monument of the time of the Second Temple and a pilgrimage destination for millions. Standing a short distance away from the pilgrims praying on their knees is The Kobra, whom is staring intensely at the wall as if searching for some kind of answer."
Kobra: Why? What drew me here to the Chosen Land of the LORD?
"Kobra begins to walk down the wall slowly; admiring its stoic beauty and the people so devoted to it."
Kobra: These people…their devotion to the LORD is commendable. They are willing to travel for thousands of miles in order to just see a wall on the outside of the Second Temple. It’s a fabulous testament to the belief system that drives human beings.
"Kobra continues to walk when he looks back to see a man following closely behind him; a massive smile across his face. Kobra approaches his lurker and addresses him."
Kobra: May I help you sir?
"The man stands there in what seems to be shock before he finally finds the ability to speak his mind"
Man: You sir…you’re The Kobra! They say… (Looks around before whispering) They say you’ve spoken to The Almighty and carry His holy mission on your shoulders!
Kobra: What “they” say may very well be true. May I ask who you are?
Man: I represent the Ordo Supremus Militaris Templi Hierosolymitani.
"Kobra stares blankly at the Latin phrase, not being familiar enough with the language to translate the phrase.
Man: In English, the Sovereign Military Order of the Temple of Jerusalem. We’re direct descendents of the Knights of Templar. We have served for the LORD for many, many years.
Kobra: That’s amazing; work for the LORD is precious work indeed. However, I don’t see what this has to do with me. Something has drawn me here and I have to figure out what; I have a match to prepare for.
"A silence fills the air until the Knight speaks".
Knight: We know what brought you here.
"Before he can speak on this revelation, Kobra feels his entire body go limp as the scene fades out to black and the stinging sensation brought about by his stab wound starts to fade…"
*****
"…And fades back in to show the Kobra tied to a make-shift chair on the bank of what seems to be the Jordan River. A group of robed men are gathered in the general area; none seem to be paying attention to the restrained wrestling sensation. Kobra slowly awakens from his stupor to find himself in such a state."
Well this is a fine fucking mess you’ve gotten me into.
Kobra (in his head): Fuck off; I have bigger things to deal with.
Like what, getting me untied? Or how about how I am going to get past all those men in robes with the LORD knows what underneath?
Kobra: Those could be concerns. Why would they take me?
Because they’re insane!
Kobra: The guy that is the definition of duality is judging someone else as insane, deliciously ironic.
"The dual side of Kobra begins to respond to the internal dialogue before the robed figures take notice of the fact Kobra has awakened as they gather around him in excitement."
Knight #1: He has awakened! Is the test ready?
Knight #2: It is indeed ready for him! Let us begin the test of the Chosen One!
Kobra: Wait one minute; I’ve had enough of the fucking tests and bullshit games!
"Kobra's words are unheeded and his efforts to escape are in vain. The men lift him via the chair and toss him into the river nearby. The chair automatically sinks to the bottom, taking Kobra with it.
Kobra struggles to escape; he grasps for anything to cut himself free. Nothing comes and he only sinks further. However, Kobra is able to slip one hand free somehow. With one hand free; Kobra forces his body towards the surface of the water, dragging the chair behind him. Inch by inch he fights towards the light, the light that was so bright and inviting…"
Knight # 1: Look brothers, he emerges!
"Kobra bursts through the surface of the water, gasping for breath and pissed off beyond belief. He frees his other hand from the constraint around the chair, bobbing under the water again for a second while doing so, and powers his way back towards the shore."
Knight #3: He has proven himself worthy; he truly is the Chosen One of the LORD!
"The Kobra reaches the shore and heads straight for the lead Knight; grasping him by the throat and pinning him against a tree."
Kobra: I want one fucking reason why I shouldn’t snap your fucking neck right here and now for trying to kill me! And you better talk fast…
Knight #1: Oh good sir, we did this only to test you and your divinity! We baptized you in the same river that the LORD was baptized in by Chrispian the Baptist and you survived the ordeal!
"Kobra lets the Knight go very slowly and stares at him with a look of disbelief and shock in his eyes; he truly cannot believe the situation he has found himself in with these people."
Kobra: You…you baptized me in the River Jordan. You baptized me…by tying me to a chair and tossing me into a river after knocking me unconscious with some sort of drug. Sounds legit to me…
"Kobra shakes his head, still in shock, before looking back up at the Knights."
Kobra: I want answers. I want them right now.
Knight #1: Of course you do; anyone would. Quite simply…our job is to serve you. We are the Knights of the Templar organization reincarnated for the modern times; our job is to protect the human vessels of the LORD’s missions and to spread His goodwill to all of mankind. The Knights have devoted their lives thorughout history to protecting the power of the LORD.
Kobra: Wait, “the human vessels?” As in more then one?
Knight #1: Of course good sir, the LORD works in many vessels on planet Earth, you just being the most recent in the line. In fact, it was one of those people in that line that was what called you here. He unfortunately killed himself not even three days ago.
Kobra: Unfortunately? You make it seem mundane and mildly common place…
Knight #1: Oh it is; serving the LORD is taxing work indeed for an imperfect mortal soul!
"The Knight expresses his answer with such vigor and excitement that it slightly frightens Kobra as the scene fades to black…"
*****
"The scene reopens in the previously seen plain apartment of the deceased man; nothing at all has been disturbed except the removal of the body."
Kobra: Such a desolate room, so devoid of life and soul…kind of like me lately.
"Kobra steps towards the table and stares blankly at everything there."
Kobra: Everything in my life seems to have fallen apart as quickly as I built it; I am forced to rebuild now around my faith and ideals. My child…struck down by a monster before it ever even knew the sweet touch of life. My XVI World title dreams…stripped away by the Devil’s Right Hand. And now, and now…I find out what could very well be my fate if I continue down the path of the Chosen One of the LORD.
"Kobra looks around slowly and methodically; taking in the entire scene. Blood is still spattered all over the kitchen of the apartment; the gun is on the table; a book is charred and scarred in the sink; his miniscule life is completely on display for Kobra to observe."
Kobra: He had nothing; he lived the life of a pauper. This home, this world he has created for himself; it truly is the bare minimum. Did he really speak to The Almighty; was he really touched by the divine like I?
"Kobra wanders aimlessly through the apartment until he reaches a bookshelf. Kobra rummages through the literature and is pleasantly surprised by his discoveries. The Quran, the Torah, the teaching of Buddha, the teachings of L. Ron Hubbard, the Satanist Bible; every major or minor religious text is covered here. And beyond that is the supplemental texts; explanations, definitions, legends, and myths."
Kobra: A library to rival that of the Vatican; this truly is an impressive sight indeed. Something is missing though…
"Kobra contemplates the situation for a quick minute before connecting the dots and rushing over to the sink. Flipping the leather husk of a cover over, he reveals it to be the Holy Bible. Kobra drops to his knees upon this revelation, unsure of what to think."
Kobra: What…what could cause a man who claims to be touched by The Almighty to do such a thing as destroy His blessed Word!? What forced him to go over that unforgivable line?
"Slowly, a letter falls off the table in front of him. Kobra lifts up this letter and examines. He is thoroughly surprised to see it is written for him; albeit addressed to this apartment. He opens it slowly and begins to read it out loud.'
Kobra (reading): Dear Mr. Kobra, you do not know me and you never shall. However, I know all too well of you and your struggle for I have been there time and time again in my life. You are, after all, just like I was so long ago. You are The Chosen One.
Of course, you must have hundreds of questions about all of this. Well, I can’t and won’t answer them all. However, I will tell you this; you’re the latest in a long line of supposed “Chosen Ones.” Some have been heroes, some have been failures, and some are unknown even to me. However, they are there and you seem to be the next in line; a lineage that traces back to people like Joan of Arc. Your mission is simple and insanely complex at the same time; you are to lead the armies of the light in some sort of battle.The Cure to humanity, and a remedy to all poisons.
"Kobra pauses for a minute from reading the letter and rubs his head, unsure how to deal with all the information he is receiving. However, he continues to read."
Kobra (reading): No matter what you do, do not fail the LORD. If you fail your mission; you become forsaken into a hell worse then any other. My greatest sin was my failure to defend the nation of Israel from declaring war within itself. I was forever forsaken from then on; my life ruined by my incompetence. The Knights attempted to assist me, to aid me back into the LORD’s grace. I could not do it. No, I failed Him just as you will.
Everyone fails the LORD eventually, we all did. Why? Because, quite simply, we are not perfect and being touched by the divine demands perfection. You are the Will of The Almighty given flesh but that flesh is weak and impure. You will fail and you shall be cursed. Do yourself a favor now young one, run. Run from this place, run from this life, run from it all. Deny His calling, deny His mission. An eternity in hellfire is nothing compared to the pain and suffering you shall suffer while on this Earth.
I’m sorry. I’m sorry I failed; my failure caused Him to seek a new pariah in you. I’m sorry I had to be the one to let you see your likely fate. I’m so sorry for everything…
"The letter trails off into scribbles and scratches. Kobra stares blankly at the letter before reading it again to himself silently. His disbelief is strong; he cannot seem to accept what he has been told…
So he simply doesn’t. Kobra throws down the letter and walks out the room in complete silence as the scene fades to black…"
*****
Mind of a Misfit
Pt. 11B – The Revelation of a Future So Grim
Pain, suffering, hatred, disgust; sounds like an average day for me.
Is this the entirety of my future on this mortal plane? Is this what I am accursed to suffer through for my penance? Is this what I must feel forever in order to protect others from a fate of perhaps even worse?
My mission is to protect the innocent from those who would harm them, men like St. Chrispian Nash. My mission is to protect those who have lost their path in life; men like John “Doc” Derrick.
Am I willing to sacrifice it all to save others? Is my prosperity and happiness a secondary concern?
It has to be. Through and through I am a hero first, a man later. Thus, I must maintain my mission no matter the potential costs to me or my well-being. I must succeed in this war against darkness in order to allow light to spread over the land.
Can I be different then the rest? Can I be a champion where they failed?
I guess even The Almighty may not know that answer…
*****
'"The final scene opens still in Jerusalem, more specifically inside the legendary Dome of The Rock; also known as the Temple Mount or the Noble Sanctuary. Even more specifically, The Kobra is within the room known only as the Holiest of Holies thanks to some creative diversions from the Sovereign Military Order of the Temple of Jerusalem. Kobra is seated in a pew far from the fabled Rock hanging in the Dome."
Kobra: So much to take in, so much to consider…
"Kobra stared at the rock with a longing glare."
Kobra: The fabled Foundation Stone; the Rock from which the world was created by the LORD. The Rock from which Muhammad ascended to Heaven to meet with Moses. The Rock upon which the Ark of the Covenant long ago was situated in the First Temple. Its strength is legendary, its power undeniable; divinity given form.
"Kobra takes a deep breath before continuing to speak."
Kobra: Justin Evans…Makaveli; two opposites end of the spectrum of sinners who stand against me. Justin Evans is a monster, a being motivated by pure evil. I attempted to offer him my hand, to offer him a chance to gain redemption out of the controlling grasp of the irredeemable Makaveli. Justin refused my help and instead attempted to destroy me. I shall not make the same mistake twice, this time I go into the match with the mindset of destroying the beast for the good of mankind.
Kobra: And then we have Justin, good old Mak. When I first began to know Mak, I thought him a lost soul; one who’s path has been lost but one who can be redeemed. Makaveli is indeed a lost soul but redemption is something I fear may never come; his ideals and dreams are just too crushed for him to see the world in anything but his jaded view. The blood…the blood of my child is on his hands. His lack of thinking, his lack of mental fortitude allowed my child to be stricken down by a monster with no soul. Tonight, I prepare for the eventual war with that monster by striking down his puppet for hire, his newest confidant. Justin evans sinned against me stronger then any other man in this company so far confiding in Brian variety and their stabbing plee along with makavveli no doubt being behind it and for that and that alone he shall pay dearly.
Kobra: And what of the vacant XVI World title, the title designated for the people? I would be a champion for the people if I held that title, I do good for all who need it. I'd defend it honorably and do so with pride. The World title represents the struggles of all oppressed people; it represents the bloody revolutions waged to overcome the bourgeoisie class that eternally holds down the proletariat. Now it’s in the hands of one of the very men it’s designed to oppose. I simply cannot allow this; I must win the title from mkakaveli and anyone else at all costs in order to reestablish the fact to the people that they have the power to survive, to strive. I shall do it for them.
"Kobra shoots to his feet, invigorated by the passion of defending the downtrodden and the weak."
Kobra: I have been tested, I have been pushed; everything I love has been mutilated. I have been warned that my world will crumble around me if I ultimately fail in whatever my holy mission may be and…I accept that. I accept that I must succeed because, quite simply, I have no other options. Failure is something I cannot and will not grasp, not with the LORD still by my side and depending on me. My resolution is redetermined a thousand times over; I know what I must do. I must be the hero I have been Chosen to be or lose it all; which is something I can’t do. I must win for me, I must win for Jessica, I must win for my “brothers,” I must win for H.W.S, I must win for my Father.. Most of all though…I must win for the people, the innocent people who would be harmed.
"Kobra looks back up at the stone and nods slowly, as if receiving some sort of message from it."
Kobra (Still staring at the Rock): The Foundation Stone is the beginning of all life on this world; it is the Alpha of Earth. The power of the Ark that once rested upon it is said to be enough to end the Earth, becoming the Omega. At Side Effect, I must be the Alpha to the people; I must be the Omega to my opponents. The Foundation Rock was presented with an incredible task, to become the centerpiece of a new and beautiful planet. That makes my task of defeating evil seem a lot less foreboding. Millions of lives have been lost over this city, over this Chosen Land. At Side Effect, I shall channel all those poor souls into me; I shall use their passion and fortitude to overcome the odds placed before me. I shall be the Chosen One no matter what the cost will be to me…
"The camera zooms in on Kobra, still staring at the Foundation Stone, with a single tear running down his face as the scene, as usual, fades out to black…'
*****
Mind of a Misfit
Pt. 11C – Once More I Ride This Steed Towards Battle
Side Effect – the exact location where an explosion occurs.
At the Side Effect weekly show, an explosion will occur; the Wrath of The Almighty will be unleashed upon the sinners who stand before me.
I do so because I must; I do so because it is right.
I do so because there are no other options for me.
Justin Evans and Makaveli have done battle with the greatest superstars in the Xtrmely Violent Intent wrestling organization company but they have yet to meet a man with a world’s fate on his shoulders. I hold too much in the balance to fail further.
The Almighty is good indeed but He does not appreciate failure.
I am the Will of the LORD given flesh; a divinity sealed within humanity. I am truly more then will ever meet the naked eye. Unbelievers shall fear me for my, and His, Vengeance is Wrathful indeed.
Praise be to thee my LORD.
"I will execute great vengeance on them with wrathful rebukes; and they will know that I am the LORD when I lay My vengeance on them." – Ezekiel 25:17
$ - FIN - $
OOC sorry it took me so long been having alot of peronoal isssues which i think i already adressed would happen during my return ooc...anyways just lettin everyone know i'm still around and i managed to get another rp in and plan on doing somemore between now and sunday ^_^! also if you find a name that doesn't belong in rp like at random sorry about that i have ben kind of distratced and its most likely someone i know and am thinking about and being distracted by that and im tired but i will edit it first thing tomorrow if anyone sees anything just pm me i'll take care of it meanwhile it's my bedtime i wish everyone adue.
Our Father Who Art In Heaven
" the scene then pans to a man walks slowly into a darkened room with another figure room; nothing can be made out of what is in this room or why he is here or who he may be."
Hallowed Be Thy Name
"The man throws down a pile of mail and empties his pockets onto a table next to him. He walks over to a refrigerator and looks into it but discovers nothing."
Thy Kingdome Come, Thy Will Be Done
"He sighs, it always seems like all he can do is sigh. He walks over to a drawer and begins to dig through it."
On Earth As It Is In Heaven
"He continues to dig through the drawer as if looking for something very important. The phone begins to ring. He ignores it."
Now Give Us This Day Our Daily Bread
"The man seems to find what he is looking for in the kitchen drawer, pulling out a book of matches. He methodically walks over to a bookcase and begins to search for something.'
And Forgive Us Our Trespasses
"His search ends quickly as he pulls a leather bound book out of the bookcase. He turns it sideways, revealing to the camera that it is the Holy Bible. The phone continues to ring."
As We Forgive Those Who Trespass Against Us
"The man places the Bible in the sink and slowly reaches over to the box of matches. He lights the Bible on fire and stares at it for a minute."
And Lead Us Not Into Temptation
"The man then walks over silently to a closet and steps inside. He steps out a minute later with some type of object in his hand."
But Deliver Us From Evil
"The man falls further into the shadows of his dimly lit apartment, he opens a drawer. Out of this drawer he quickly pulls something out. The phone has finally stopped ringing."
For Thine Is The Kingdom
"The man walks back into the light and the object is revealed to be a gun. He loads a clip into the gun and cocks it back."
And The Power And Glory
"The man seats himself at his table. He looks down at a magazine on his table and laughs at it before finally speaking what could be his last words."
Man (in Arabic): Unlucky bastard, he doesn’t know what is to come of this life that has been “Chosen” for him. i have been "CURED" of all my venoms and now i shall givein to my poisons no longer.
Forever And Ever
The man brings the gun up to his face and places the barrel in his mouth. He fires. The camera shifts away from the explosion to show the magazine cover; a cover of XVI Superstar Brian Variety with words written in Hebrew. Blood spatters on the picture as the scene fades out to black.
Amen.
*****
The scene opens in Berlin, Germany after the XVI International Road Tour event. Kobra, , a mysterious figure, and his partner that night some black hooded Man are changing in the locker room after their victory over Brian Variety and some developemental guy named Nick Peirce, when the third figure emerges and reveals herself as Jessica begins to speak.
Jessica: The LORD would be proud of our service out there my dear, we fought valiantly.
"Kobra continues to undress silently, either attempting to ignore his supposed lover or perhaps lost deeply into his own thoughts. Jessica, however, continues to speak."
Jessica: This was only the first step, though. You and I showed that we are not something to just scoff at. Look at us! We showed the world! You bested your eternal Kryptonite, I derailed the so called “technical master,” dear this is our true path, why won't you realize this!
"There is a slight pause between the two before Kobra finally speaks."
Kobra: I’m going to Israel.
"Kobra scoops up his bag and heads out of the locker room while Jessica gets up to cut him off on his hasty exit.
Jessica: Israel... dear you know I trust your judgment, and I need not tell you your priorities. We all have our own reasons, our own paths set forth by the LORD, but I think you now are starting to realize that you and I, we're indeed very different.
Jessica and Kobra stare each other directly in the eyes as an awkward and unbreakable silence fills the rooms before The Man watches Brian Variety leave silently. The scene fades to black…
*****
Mind of a Misfit
Pt. 11A – The Callings from a World Unseen
In life, a man must take massive chances at times in order to continually succeed beyond his wildest dreams. Different factors may kind such a chance; could be political, professional, religious, or personal.
Or it could be all of the above for some men.
Israel is a land torn by war from within due to a duality, just like my soul. I must venture to her, something within her holy confines calls to me; yearns me to explore her. I need to discover what it is or else I may never be able to accomplish my mission as the Chosen One.
The Chosen One…it always comes back to that designation; doesn’t it?
It seems so long ago that I was charged with this holy mission yet it was only just before the last XVI pay-per-view that I stood in the magnificent presence of the LORD, that I basked in His words and took upon the burden on my shoulders of His holy war.
And what now? What can I accomplish in Israel that cannot be done elsewhere? There must be something there for me to find…
Israel, the collective dream of an entire race of people.
Israel, the Chosen land of the LORD.
Israel…
What do you have in waiting for me and why do I feel it will completely alter my world as I know it to exist?
*****
"The scene reopens in Jerusalem, the capital of the nation of Israel. More specifically, it opens at the fabled Western Wall; a monument of the time of the Second Temple and a pilgrimage destination for millions. Standing a short distance away from the pilgrims praying on their knees is The Kobra, whom is staring intensely at the wall as if searching for some kind of answer."
Kobra: Why? What drew me here to the Chosen Land of the LORD?
"Kobra begins to walk down the wall slowly; admiring its stoic beauty and the people so devoted to it."
Kobra: These people…their devotion to the LORD is commendable. They are willing to travel for thousands of miles in order to just see a wall on the outside of the Second Temple. It’s a fabulous testament to the belief system that drives human beings.
"Kobra continues to walk when he looks back to see a man following closely behind him; a massive smile across his face. Kobra approaches his lurker and addresses him."
Kobra: May I help you sir?
"The man stands there in what seems to be shock before he finally finds the ability to speak his mind"
Man: You sir…you’re The Kobra! They say… (Looks around before whispering) They say you’ve spoken to The Almighty and carry His holy mission on your shoulders!
Kobra: What “they” say may very well be true. May I ask who you are?
Man: I represent the Ordo Supremus Militaris Templi Hierosolymitani.
"Kobra stares blankly at the Latin phrase, not being familiar enough with the language to translate the phrase.
Man: In English, the Sovereign Military Order of the Temple of Jerusalem. We’re direct descendents of the Knights of Templar. We have served for the LORD for many, many years.
Kobra: That’s amazing; work for the LORD is precious work indeed. However, I don’t see what this has to do with me. Something has drawn me here and I have to figure out what; I have a match to prepare for.
"A silence fills the air until the Knight speaks".
Knight: We know what brought you here.
"Before he can speak on this revelation, Kobra feels his entire body go limp as the scene fades out to black and the stinging sensation brought about by his stab wound starts to fade…"
*****
"…And fades back in to show the Kobra tied to a make-shift chair on the bank of what seems to be the Jordan River. A group of robed men are gathered in the general area; none seem to be paying attention to the restrained wrestling sensation. Kobra slowly awakens from his stupor to find himself in such a state."
Well this is a fine fucking mess you’ve gotten me into.
Kobra (in his head): Fuck off; I have bigger things to deal with.
Like what, getting me untied? Or how about how I am going to get past all those men in robes with the LORD knows what underneath?
Kobra: Those could be concerns. Why would they take me?
Because they’re insane!
Kobra: The guy that is the definition of duality is judging someone else as insane, deliciously ironic.
"The dual side of Kobra begins to respond to the internal dialogue before the robed figures take notice of the fact Kobra has awakened as they gather around him in excitement."
Knight #1: He has awakened! Is the test ready?
Knight #2: It is indeed ready for him! Let us begin the test of the Chosen One!
Kobra: Wait one minute; I’ve had enough of the fucking tests and bullshit games!
"Kobra's words are unheeded and his efforts to escape are in vain. The men lift him via the chair and toss him into the river nearby. The chair automatically sinks to the bottom, taking Kobra with it.
Kobra struggles to escape; he grasps for anything to cut himself free. Nothing comes and he only sinks further. However, Kobra is able to slip one hand free somehow. With one hand free; Kobra forces his body towards the surface of the water, dragging the chair behind him. Inch by inch he fights towards the light, the light that was so bright and inviting…"
Knight # 1: Look brothers, he emerges!
"Kobra bursts through the surface of the water, gasping for breath and pissed off beyond belief. He frees his other hand from the constraint around the chair, bobbing under the water again for a second while doing so, and powers his way back towards the shore."
Knight #3: He has proven himself worthy; he truly is the Chosen One of the LORD!
"The Kobra reaches the shore and heads straight for the lead Knight; grasping him by the throat and pinning him against a tree."
Kobra: I want one fucking reason why I shouldn’t snap your fucking neck right here and now for trying to kill me! And you better talk fast…
Knight #1: Oh good sir, we did this only to test you and your divinity! We baptized you in the same river that the LORD was baptized in by Chrispian the Baptist and you survived the ordeal!
"Kobra lets the Knight go very slowly and stares at him with a look of disbelief and shock in his eyes; he truly cannot believe the situation he has found himself in with these people."
Kobra: You…you baptized me in the River Jordan. You baptized me…by tying me to a chair and tossing me into a river after knocking me unconscious with some sort of drug. Sounds legit to me…
"Kobra shakes his head, still in shock, before looking back up at the Knights."
Kobra: I want answers. I want them right now.
Knight #1: Of course you do; anyone would. Quite simply…our job is to serve you. We are the Knights of the Templar organization reincarnated for the modern times; our job is to protect the human vessels of the LORD’s missions and to spread His goodwill to all of mankind. The Knights have devoted their lives thorughout history to protecting the power of the LORD.
Kobra: Wait, “the human vessels?” As in more then one?
Knight #1: Of course good sir, the LORD works in many vessels on planet Earth, you just being the most recent in the line. In fact, it was one of those people in that line that was what called you here. He unfortunately killed himself not even three days ago.
Kobra: Unfortunately? You make it seem mundane and mildly common place…
Knight #1: Oh it is; serving the LORD is taxing work indeed for an imperfect mortal soul!
"The Knight expresses his answer with such vigor and excitement that it slightly frightens Kobra as the scene fades to black…"
*****
"The scene reopens in the previously seen plain apartment of the deceased man; nothing at all has been disturbed except the removal of the body."
Kobra: Such a desolate room, so devoid of life and soul…kind of like me lately.
"Kobra steps towards the table and stares blankly at everything there."
Kobra: Everything in my life seems to have fallen apart as quickly as I built it; I am forced to rebuild now around my faith and ideals. My child…struck down by a monster before it ever even knew the sweet touch of life. My XVI World title dreams…stripped away by the Devil’s Right Hand. And now, and now…I find out what could very well be my fate if I continue down the path of the Chosen One of the LORD.
"Kobra looks around slowly and methodically; taking in the entire scene. Blood is still spattered all over the kitchen of the apartment; the gun is on the table; a book is charred and scarred in the sink; his miniscule life is completely on display for Kobra to observe."
Kobra: He had nothing; he lived the life of a pauper. This home, this world he has created for himself; it truly is the bare minimum. Did he really speak to The Almighty; was he really touched by the divine like I?
"Kobra wanders aimlessly through the apartment until he reaches a bookshelf. Kobra rummages through the literature and is pleasantly surprised by his discoveries. The Quran, the Torah, the teaching of Buddha, the teachings of L. Ron Hubbard, the Satanist Bible; every major or minor religious text is covered here. And beyond that is the supplemental texts; explanations, definitions, legends, and myths."
Kobra: A library to rival that of the Vatican; this truly is an impressive sight indeed. Something is missing though…
"Kobra contemplates the situation for a quick minute before connecting the dots and rushing over to the sink. Flipping the leather husk of a cover over, he reveals it to be the Holy Bible. Kobra drops to his knees upon this revelation, unsure of what to think."
Kobra: What…what could cause a man who claims to be touched by The Almighty to do such a thing as destroy His blessed Word!? What forced him to go over that unforgivable line?
"Slowly, a letter falls off the table in front of him. Kobra lifts up this letter and examines. He is thoroughly surprised to see it is written for him; albeit addressed to this apartment. He opens it slowly and begins to read it out loud.'
Kobra (reading): Dear Mr. Kobra, you do not know me and you never shall. However, I know all too well of you and your struggle for I have been there time and time again in my life. You are, after all, just like I was so long ago. You are The Chosen One.
Of course, you must have hundreds of questions about all of this. Well, I can’t and won’t answer them all. However, I will tell you this; you’re the latest in a long line of supposed “Chosen Ones.” Some have been heroes, some have been failures, and some are unknown even to me. However, they are there and you seem to be the next in line; a lineage that traces back to people like Joan of Arc. Your mission is simple and insanely complex at the same time; you are to lead the armies of the light in some sort of battle.The Cure to humanity, and a remedy to all poisons.
"Kobra pauses for a minute from reading the letter and rubs his head, unsure how to deal with all the information he is receiving. However, he continues to read."
Kobra (reading): No matter what you do, do not fail the LORD. If you fail your mission; you become forsaken into a hell worse then any other. My greatest sin was my failure to defend the nation of Israel from declaring war within itself. I was forever forsaken from then on; my life ruined by my incompetence. The Knights attempted to assist me, to aid me back into the LORD’s grace. I could not do it. No, I failed Him just as you will.
Everyone fails the LORD eventually, we all did. Why? Because, quite simply, we are not perfect and being touched by the divine demands perfection. You are the Will of The Almighty given flesh but that flesh is weak and impure. You will fail and you shall be cursed. Do yourself a favor now young one, run. Run from this place, run from this life, run from it all. Deny His calling, deny His mission. An eternity in hellfire is nothing compared to the pain and suffering you shall suffer while on this Earth.
I’m sorry. I’m sorry I failed; my failure caused Him to seek a new pariah in you. I’m sorry I had to be the one to let you see your likely fate. I’m so sorry for everything…
"The letter trails off into scribbles and scratches. Kobra stares blankly at the letter before reading it again to himself silently. His disbelief is strong; he cannot seem to accept what he has been told…
So he simply doesn’t. Kobra throws down the letter and walks out the room in complete silence as the scene fades to black…"
*****
Mind of a Misfit
Pt. 11B – The Revelation of a Future So Grim
Pain, suffering, hatred, disgust; sounds like an average day for me.
Is this the entirety of my future on this mortal plane? Is this what I am accursed to suffer through for my penance? Is this what I must feel forever in order to protect others from a fate of perhaps even worse?
My mission is to protect the innocent from those who would harm them, men like St. Chrispian Nash. My mission is to protect those who have lost their path in life; men like John “Doc” Derrick.
Am I willing to sacrifice it all to save others? Is my prosperity and happiness a secondary concern?
It has to be. Through and through I am a hero first, a man later. Thus, I must maintain my mission no matter the potential costs to me or my well-being. I must succeed in this war against darkness in order to allow light to spread over the land.
Can I be different then the rest? Can I be a champion where they failed?
I guess even The Almighty may not know that answer…
*****
'"The final scene opens still in Jerusalem, more specifically inside the legendary Dome of The Rock; also known as the Temple Mount or the Noble Sanctuary. Even more specifically, The Kobra is within the room known only as the Holiest of Holies thanks to some creative diversions from the Sovereign Military Order of the Temple of Jerusalem. Kobra is seated in a pew far from the fabled Rock hanging in the Dome."
Kobra: So much to take in, so much to consider…
"Kobra stared at the rock with a longing glare."
Kobra: The fabled Foundation Stone; the Rock from which the world was created by the LORD. The Rock from which Muhammad ascended to Heaven to meet with Moses. The Rock upon which the Ark of the Covenant long ago was situated in the First Temple. Its strength is legendary, its power undeniable; divinity given form.
"Kobra takes a deep breath before continuing to speak."
Kobra: Justin Evans…Makaveli; two opposites end of the spectrum of sinners who stand against me. Justin Evans is a monster, a being motivated by pure evil. I attempted to offer him my hand, to offer him a chance to gain redemption out of the controlling grasp of the irredeemable Makaveli. Justin refused my help and instead attempted to destroy me. I shall not make the same mistake twice, this time I go into the match with the mindset of destroying the beast for the good of mankind.
Kobra: And then we have Justin, good old Mak. When I first began to know Mak, I thought him a lost soul; one who’s path has been lost but one who can be redeemed. Makaveli is indeed a lost soul but redemption is something I fear may never come; his ideals and dreams are just too crushed for him to see the world in anything but his jaded view. The blood…the blood of my child is on his hands. His lack of thinking, his lack of mental fortitude allowed my child to be stricken down by a monster with no soul. Tonight, I prepare for the eventual war with that monster by striking down his puppet for hire, his newest confidant. Justin evans sinned against me stronger then any other man in this company so far confiding in Brian variety and their stabbing plee along with makavveli no doubt being behind it and for that and that alone he shall pay dearly.
Kobra: And what of the vacant XVI World title, the title designated for the people? I would be a champion for the people if I held that title, I do good for all who need it. I'd defend it honorably and do so with pride. The World title represents the struggles of all oppressed people; it represents the bloody revolutions waged to overcome the bourgeoisie class that eternally holds down the proletariat. Now it’s in the hands of one of the very men it’s designed to oppose. I simply cannot allow this; I must win the title from mkakaveli and anyone else at all costs in order to reestablish the fact to the people that they have the power to survive, to strive. I shall do it for them.
"Kobra shoots to his feet, invigorated by the passion of defending the downtrodden and the weak."
Kobra: I have been tested, I have been pushed; everything I love has been mutilated. I have been warned that my world will crumble around me if I ultimately fail in whatever my holy mission may be and…I accept that. I accept that I must succeed because, quite simply, I have no other options. Failure is something I cannot and will not grasp, not with the LORD still by my side and depending on me. My resolution is redetermined a thousand times over; I know what I must do. I must be the hero I have been Chosen to be or lose it all; which is something I can’t do. I must win for me, I must win for Jessica, I must win for my “brothers,” I must win for H.W.S, I must win for my Father.. Most of all though…I must win for the people, the innocent people who would be harmed.
"Kobra looks back up at the stone and nods slowly, as if receiving some sort of message from it."
Kobra (Still staring at the Rock): The Foundation Stone is the beginning of all life on this world; it is the Alpha of Earth. The power of the Ark that once rested upon it is said to be enough to end the Earth, becoming the Omega. At Side Effect, I must be the Alpha to the people; I must be the Omega to my opponents. The Foundation Rock was presented with an incredible task, to become the centerpiece of a new and beautiful planet. That makes my task of defeating evil seem a lot less foreboding. Millions of lives have been lost over this city, over this Chosen Land. At Side Effect, I shall channel all those poor souls into me; I shall use their passion and fortitude to overcome the odds placed before me. I shall be the Chosen One no matter what the cost will be to me…
"The camera zooms in on Kobra, still staring at the Foundation Stone, with a single tear running down his face as the scene, as usual, fades out to black…'
*****
Mind of a Misfit
Pt. 11C – Once More I Ride This Steed Towards Battle
Side Effect – the exact location where an explosion occurs.
At the Side Effect weekly show, an explosion will occur; the Wrath of The Almighty will be unleashed upon the sinners who stand before me.
I do so because I must; I do so because it is right.
I do so because there are no other options for me.
Justin Evans and Makaveli have done battle with the greatest superstars in the Xtrmely Violent Intent wrestling organization company but they have yet to meet a man with a world’s fate on his shoulders. I hold too much in the balance to fail further.
The Almighty is good indeed but He does not appreciate failure.
I am the Will of the LORD given flesh; a divinity sealed within humanity. I am truly more then will ever meet the naked eye. Unbelievers shall fear me for my, and His, Vengeance is Wrathful indeed.
Praise be to thee my LORD.
"I will execute great vengeance on them with wrathful rebukes; and they will know that I am the LORD when I lay My vengeance on them." – Ezekiel 25:17
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OOC sorry it took me so long been having alot of peronoal isssues which i think i already adressed would happen during my return ooc...anyways just lettin everyone know i'm still around and i managed to get another rp in and plan on doing somemore between now and sunday ^_^! also if you find a name that doesn't belong in rp like at random sorry about that i have ben kind of distratced and its most likely someone i know and am thinking about and being distracted by that and im tired but i will edit it first thing tomorrow if anyone sees anything just pm me i'll take care of it meanwhile it's my bedtime i wish everyone adue.
